Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on an individual basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual relationships.
The fact is, Americans are only now learning to discuss sex and sexuality with candor, and usually that is within the limits of marital sex.
While no one is advocating sex as the prime focus of life, and while sexual privacy is very important, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sexual practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
The characters in WILD LOVING MOTHER are cases in point. Their story is one of real importance for our hung-up society. It is a story well worth the reading if we are ever to understand our own sexuality.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Suck my fucking cock."
"No!"
"Goddamn it, you cunt! You're going to suck my fucking cock if I have to choke you!"
"No! Get away from me!"
Bobby huddled in bed, listening to his mother and father. He wanted to help his mother, but his father was big, and he was afraid. He had heard them fight many times, but this was the worst yet. So far, his father had not struck his mother, and Bobby didn't know what he could do if that happened. He was so small, and his father was so big.
"Goddamn you, you fucking cunt!" he heard his father rage. "You suck my cock or...."
"Leave me alone!"
Although they screamed at each other, there was no one around to hear. The cabin was high on the mountain, surrounded by tall pines, with no other cabins nearby.
Creeping out of bed, Bobby moved as quietly as he could toward his parents' room. The cabin had a large room, which served as a living room, with his bunk bed in one corner. The other room was a small bedroom that his parents used.
There was no reason for him to be quiet. His mother and father couldn't hear him anyway, they were shouting so loudly at each other.
"Marilyn, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Bobby heard his father ask angrily.
"Nothing is wrong with me, you ass-hole," he heard his mother reply. "You know I don't like that."
"Other women suck cock," Bobby's father said. "Of all the women I could have married, women who love to suck cock, I get stuck with a frigid bitch like you."
"Frigid! Who's frigid, you bastard!"
"You, cunt!"
Bobby, listening to their angry words, leaned against the door, trembling and afraid.
Marilyn wasn't frigid. She had never been frigid. She enjoyed fucking, enjoyed it very much. The problem was her husband. He was rough, much too rough for her to enjoy it, even when he plunged his cock into her cunt. He thought there was something wrong with a woman who didn't like it fast and hard and quick. But Marilyn knew she wasn't cold. She liked to fuck, but not the way her husband fucked her. She would enjoy it hard and fast, she knew, but only once her passions were at a peak. The problem was her husband never gave her a chance to become aroused. Sometimes he didn't give her enough time to become wet, even, and then it really hurt.
"Marilyn, I'm warning you for the last time," Bobby heard his father snarl. "If you don't start heating up, I'm walking out. I'm damned tired of your cold attitude. I've never met a woman with such an a icy ass, that's for sure."
"Then go," Bobby heard his mother say. "Leave-who gives a damn? I can do without this, that's for sure."
Marilyn had not had sexual experience until she married, and the wedding night had been a nightmare for her. Her husband had not prepared her for what was to happen. Before the wedding, he had been gentle and kind and concerned about her feelings, then he became an animal immediately. The first fucking Marilyn ever had was torture, and she could hardly take her husband since that day. She had learned to be passive with him, finding it easier to bear if she didn't struggle. She always remained passive while-he lay on top of her, grunting and pushing and stabbing. Since she was afraid to move, and felt hardly anything in the first place, he had called her frigid, unresponsive, and many filthy names.
As Bobby stood listening, shivering with fear, he heard his father: "You never move, not even wiggle your fucking finger, Marilyn. You he there like a fucking piece of meat, dead meat. You don't know how to be a woman, not a sexy woman. Oh, sure, you look good, but it's just wrapping. The package is empty. I don't understand how a woman so fucking good-looking as you can be so fucking cold! Look at you! Nice, tight tits, those long legs. You have the sweetest fucking ass I've ever seen, and it's so fucking cold it would freeze a guy's balls off. And that cunt! Marilyn, there isn't a prettier cunt in this fucking world, but what good is it? You're never wet, and you've never come in your fucking life!"
"Please, leave me alone," Bobby heard his s mother plead. "Just go to sleep and leave me alone."
"Here I am, with one of the most beautiful women in the world," Bobby heard his father taunt. "But what good is she? Those tits are useless. Nice to look at, but don't touch! Men all over the world are looking at your goddamn poster and jacking off, and I have you here with me, and I have to jack off!"
Bobby wondered what poster his father was talking about. He had seen pictures of his mother, of course. She was a model, and there were pictures all over the place. But he had not seen any that would make someone jack off. He knew his mother was beautiful, but it had made no impression on him. He had been raised with it.
"Look at you!" he heard his father snarl. "You look like a fucking wet dream, every man's ideal piece of ass! But that's all. You just look like it, but inside you're nothing, a cold nothing. You're a fucking farce, Marilyn, did you know that! A fucking farce!"
"Oh, go jack off!"
"You're going to suck my fucking cock, that's what you're going to do!"
"Don't you dare, you ass-hole!"
Bobby had never felt close to his father. In fact, he seldom saw his father except for the summer vacations here at the cabin. His father worked at some kind of job that took him away from home a great deal, and even when he was working close to home, he usually came in after Bobby was in bed. He really didn't know his father, and after hearing the many arguments, the things he called his mother, Bobby didn't want to know him.
His mother, when she wasn't modeling, was always with him. Sometimes she took him with her on assignment, and he enjoyed that. His mother was nice to him, taking care of him. But his father was a stranger.
"Marilyn, you're going to suck my cock if it's the last thing you do!"
"Get out of here, you bastard!" Bobby heard his mother scream. Then there was a ripping sound.
"You tore my gown!"
"I'll tear the fucking thing off, bitch!"
"Bobby might hear," he heard his mother say. "Don't you care what your son hears? What kind of a man are you, anyway?"
"Bobby is asleep, and you're going to suck my cock!"
"No one can sleep with your screaming," he heard his mother say, her voice lower. "Please, don't shout ... and get away from me."
Bobby pressed at the closed door and it swung w open silently. He saw his mother lying on the bed, her back toward the door. Her gown was ripped down the back. He saw the curve and shape of her ass in the thin nylon, and one very long thigh-and leg. His father was kneeling on the bed, and Bobby saw his cock. It was enormous to him, really long and thick and with a huge head. He had never seen such balls, either. His father had his fist wrapped about his cock, pumping on it.
But it wasn't his father's cock and balls that fascinated him. It was the outline of his mother's beautiful ass, the creamy flesh of her long thigh. He had not really seen her this way, and he felt strange stirrings deep inside his body. He was only vaguely aware of his stiffening cock inside his shorts.
"Turn over here, bitch!"
Bobby saw his father grab his mother's shoulder. His mother jerked away, and his father grabbed her gown. With a powerful tug, the gown ripped completely off his mother's body.
"Damn you!" Marilyn shouted, turning and sitting up.
Bobby's eyes stared at his mother's tits. He had never seen anything so pretty in his young life. They were firm and round and shapely, with thick nipples. He caught a glimpse of curly u hair at the base of her stomach as his mother jumped to her knees, trying to get away.
But his father caught her before she could scramble from the bed.
Bobby watched, a mixture of fear and excitement in his young body, as his father threw his mother on the bed. Marilyn sprawled on her back, her legs flying wide open. Bobby gasped when he saw his mother's cunt for the first time. Despite his fear and his anger at his father, his cock throbbed with hardness inside his shorts. He stared between his mother's thighs, at her bushy cunt. His father held his mother down as he straddled her stomach, and began rubbing the head of his cock across her tits. Bobby watched everything that happened, his cock throbbing so hard he could hardly stand it, and his balls ached.
Marilyn, held down by her husband's weight, turned passive, knowing from experience there was nothing she could do once he had her down. Bobby saw tears in his mother's eyes as his father tried to press the big head of his cock between her lips. Marilyn resisted for as long as she could, and as the pain burned at her lips, she opened them.
"That's it, bitch," Bobby heard his father say, almost soothing now. "Take it deep. It's not so bad, is it? You can learn to love a cock in your fucking mouth, Marilyn. Maybe you'd learn to like fucking if you'd just suck me off once."
Bobby watched with his cock straining inside his shorts. As afraid as he was, with the hated of his father boiling inside him, he couldn't help but be excited by what he was seeing. He could see his mother's cunt, and he could see his father moving his cock in and out of her mouth. Marilyn lay still, passive, not resisting now. Her lips stretched in a painful way about his thick, long cock, her jaws aching. She didn't like the taste of his cock at all. She felt as if she would throw up because he was dripping, and it was in her throat. Out of desperation, she had to swallow the juices or choke.
This was not the first time her husband had tried to shove his cock down her throat. He had tried a few times before. He had never come, though. He fucked her unwilling mouth a while, then rammed his cock into her cunt to finish, always hurting her cunt with his violent thrusts.
The movement caught Marilyn's eye, and she saw her son standing in the open doorway, watching. A blush burned over her face and she began to claw at her husband's hips and thighs, trying to make him get off her. She stared at her son with panic in her eyes, clamping her thighs together so he could no longer see her cunt. She was embarrassed and humiliated because Bobby was watching this. Yet there was nothing she could do.
Bobby stared, trembling, watching his father moving his cock in and out of his mother's mouth. He had never seen anything like this before, and excitement flowed through his young body. His fear was forgotten as a tingling sensation grew inside his young balls. It was a feeling he had never experienced before, but one he found very enjoyable. He knew his mother saw him, but he couldn't turn away.
His father had no idea Bobby was watching, and began to drive his cock faster into his wife's mouth. He was gasping. Marilyn no longer tried to shove him off. She couldn't anyway. She closed her eyes as a means of concealing her humiliation from her son. Her lips felt ready to split at the corners, and the head of her husband's cock drove deep into her throat, cutting off her breathing.
"I'm going to do something I've never done before," Bobby's father was saying. "Marilyn, you've got a fine mouth. Your mouth was made to suck cock. Your cunt is made to fuck and eat, but it's so damned cold, who the fuck would have it? You're made to fuck and suck, you cunt, but you won't! You're a fucking farce! I'm going to fuck your hot mouth and this time, you cold bitch, I'm going to come in it!"
Marilyn began to struggle when she heard that, her eyes flashing at her son. She tried to tell her son to go away, to leave and not watch this, but her mouth was filled with her husband's hard cock, and she couldn't say anything. Besides, Bobby wasn't watching her eyes; he was staring at the way his father's cock moved back and forth, stabbing into his mother's wide-open lips. His cock was burning now, and there was an itch around his piss hole. His balls felt very full and swollen, and he didn't understand that. His knees began to shake and he sagged against the frame of the door, unable to take his eyes from the scene.
Marilyn knew her husband meant what he said. He was going to come in her mouth. She began to cry silently, unable to prevent it from happening. Again she closed her eyes, a feeble attempt to hide her degradation from her son. She heard her husband gasping, felt his cock throbbing with more power. She tried to close her throat against what was about to happen.
With a hoarse cry, her husband came.
Marilyn choked as the thick come juice gushed into her mouth, running into her throat. She couldn't breathe and didn't dare swallow. Yet she was strangling. Desperately, in self-defense, she had to swallow.
"Take it, bitch!" her husband growled, gushing time and again into her mouth. "Suck it up, you fucking cunt! Swallow it ... swallow all of my come juice! Fucking frozen cunt ... suck my cock!"
Marilyn couldn't swallow fast enough. Slippery come juice dripped from her mouth, running along her cheeks. She sobbed with embarrassment, trying to keep from choking on his thick come juice. Her legs had opened again as she struggled to breathe.
Then Bobby groaned. His cock seemed to explode, and there were rapid spasms in his balls. The front of his shorts became wet with his first discharge. His knees buckled and he slid down to the floor, panting heavily, still staring at his mother's hairy cunt.
His father lifted his cock out of Marilyn's mouth, grinning evilly at her. "That wasn't so bad, was it? You like it, Marilyn? You know, with a little practice, you could be the best cocksucker around."
With her lips bruised, come juice dripping from her mouth, she managed to whisper, "Bobby, go away."
Bobby saw his father turn. His fear returned, and he struggled to his feet. "Mother, I-"
"Well, well," his father said. "Look at that little bastard, would you? I think he enjoyed watching. I do believe he creamed his fucking shorts." His father laughed, but it wasn't a pleasant sound.
"Bobby, please, go back to bed," Marilyn said, her mouth dripping come juice. "Don't watch this, please!"
"Aw, let the kid watch," his father said. "Might make a man out of him, to see the right way to treat a woman. Hey, Bobby, come on in and have a piece of your mother's cold ass."
Bobby's eyes blazed with anger. He started to turn, but he didn't get far. His father grabbed him and threw him on the bed with his mother, laughing crazily.
"Come on, Bobby, get yourself some cold ass, kid. It might be the only opportunity you'll ever have. Your mother is the last cold ass in the world. Go on, grab yourself a frozen cunt!"
Marilyn sat up, her eyes blazing. "That's it, you bastard! Get out of here right now! I never want to see you again!"
"Fine with me," his father said. "I've had all of this shit I can take." He struggled into his clothing.
Marilyn pulled her trembling son against her naked body, hugging him tightly as she glared at her husband.
"Look at you two," he snarled. "Hugging and crying like a couple of fucking babies! Well, Bobby, you got her ... for what it's worth, you two can piss up a fucking rope!"
Marilyn held her shaking son tightly, listening to the sound of the car as her husband drove away in anger. Bobby clung to his mother, his arms around her naked waist, his cheek resting on her firm tits.
"I don't want him to come back, Mother," he whispered. "I hope he never comes back."
"He won't, darling," Marilyn said soothingly, brushing her son's hair with her fingers. "I've had enough of him, too. We can get along without him, I'm sure."
She lay back on the bed, drawing her son against her body, her arms protectively about him. She wasn't aware of her nakedness, only relieved that her husband had finally left.
After a while, she realized her son was sleeping in her arms, and very gently, so as not to awaken him, she pulled the sheet over her naked body, and closed her eyes....
CHAPTER TWO
When Marilyn woke up, she felt her son pressing warmly against her.
The sheet had been kicked to the foot of the bed, and she lay on her back, naked. One of Bobby's legs was over hers, and she realized his small hand was resting lightly on the soft hair of her cunt. For a moment she lay very still, then carefully removed his hand. Bobby moaned in his sleep as he turned onto his back.
Getting out of bed slowly, Marilyn looked down at him. He looked so sweet and innocent, sleeping. Her eyes saw his shorts, saw they were messed up with his come juice. The urge to touch him, to caress his handsome face, came over her. But first she had to dress. She didn't want her son to see her naked again. Last night had been enough.
She found a skirt arid blouse, and after putting on fresh panties, left her son sleeping and went into the bigger room. She looked out of the window and saw the lake shimmering in hot sunlight. It was almost noon already, and she stepped out of the cabin. She gazed at the lake, sorting out her feelings about her husband. She was glad he had gone. She was tired of putting up with him, with his anger, his demands, his name calling. The split had been coming for some time. Now that it had finally happened, she felt good, better than she had in a long time.
Marilyn had been a model since her late teens She was one of the lucky girls, still working at the age of thirty-four. Her body was fantastic, and she was in demand for swimsuit layouts, catalog underwear, and various other sportswear. Her face had graced magazines, her hands in detergent commercials. The one regret she had was posing for the poster. It had been done at her husband's insistence, and although she wasn't ashamed of it, she knew it had been a mistake. She had been posed in a very skimpy swimsuit, and her request to shave the hair about her cunt had been refused. Therefore, the suit, tight enough to expose the slit of her cunt, showed curls of dark hair, too. The pictures had been intended for a magazine, and then the poster was released.
The noise behind her caused her to look up.
She smiled as Bobby came toward her. He was dressed in cut-offs, and she felt love for her son. Bobby didn't say anything as he sat before his mother, picking up small stones and tossing them into the lake. Marilyn remained silent, watching him. She felt herself blush, remembering what he had seen the night before.
Bobby, from the corner of his eyes, found he could see the backs of his mother's thighs. Her skirt was around her knees, but he could see her legs and, when he moved his head slightly, the bulge of her cunt inside her panties. His cock began to stiffen, and he tried to peek better.
For a while, Marilyn didn't know her son could see her. She sat with her knees drawn back to her tits, her lips feeling sore from the violence of what happened with her husband.
When she realized her son could see under her skirt, her blush became very hot on her face. She found herself unable to stretch her legs out, to conceal herself. Something was happening to her that she didn't undestand, and wasn't sure if it was desire or what. Her eyes moved down to the front of his cut-offs, and a silent gasp came from her when she realized her son had a hard-on.
"Bobby," she finally whispered. "About last night..."
"It wasn't your fault,-Mother," he said. "I know he's mean. I don't want him to come back."
"I don't, either," Marilyn said, meaning it.
Bobby stared openly at her now, sensing something between him and his mother. Marilyn's blush faded, and she, too, felt something between them. She shivered, trying to force the strange thoughts out of her mind. She knew her son was looking under her dress, that he could see her crotch, and she found she didn't really mind Bobby looking under her skirt. She felt a pulsing along the lips of her cunt, and could hardly believe she was actually feeling pleasure. She didn't want her son to fuck her, not really, but it was pleasant to let him look at her crotch with his cock so hard inside his cut-offs.
"It doesn't have to be that way, Bobby," she said, softly. "Last night, I mean. A man shouldn't be so rough with a woman. Don't let what you saw frighten you, baby. What happened last night isn't the way it's supposed to be."
"I know, Mother," he replied, lifting his eyes to hers. "I know what Dad done was wrong."
"When you start dating, Bobby," she said, eyeing his straining cock inside his shorts, "be gentle and tender with girls. Don't be like your father."
"I won't," he promised, letting his eyes drop back down.
"I know you saw me, last night," she said, her voice going throaty.
"It's okay, Mother."
"Honey, was that the first time for you?"
"For what, Mother?"
For a moment Marilyn couldn't say it. She took a deep breath, and blurted it out. "You've never come before last night?"
"Was that what happened?" he asked. "I didn't know what it was, Mother. It sure felt good, though."
"I'm sure it did," she replied. She looked at his cock standing up inside his shorts. "I don't know what it feels like. I've never had it happen to me. But it must be a good feeling, the way your father always carried on as it happened."
Marilyn felt her panties getting wet. This had happened before, many times, when she thought how good fucking could be. She always became very wet when she fantasized, but never when her husband fucked her. She knew fucking was supposed to be good, wonderful.
Bobby adjusted his cock. It was pressing at the front of his cut-offs, and hurt him. He adjusted it openly, not trying to hide it from his mother. Marilyn felt her cunt burning, her cunt lips squeezing and sucking inward, her clit swollen and intensely inflamed.
What made her do it, she couldn't say.
She slipped her hand up her son's bare thigh, and placed her palm on his hard-on. She moved her hand slowly, feeling the hard throbbing of it.
"Bobby..." she whispered, and her hand slipped under the fringed cut-offs.
Bobby opened his legs, looking down at himself, his mother's hand inside his cut-offs, her fingers very hot on the shaft of his cock. Marilyn paused, feeling her cunt throb, and then she pulled her son's cock out of his shorts. She closed her fist about it, finding his cock much smaller than her husband's. She squeezed it, watching his smooth cockhead bulge up, his piss-hole flaring open as his clear juices bubbled forth.
"Your father said..." She swallowed, clinging to her son's cock. "He told you to do it to me, didn't he?"
Bobby nodded, watching his mother's hand on his cock.
"He shouldn't have said that to you," she whispered, her fist moving slowly up and down, stroking his cock. "But I bet you wouldn't be so rough, would you, Bobby?"
"No," he gasped.
"You'd be kind and gentle and tender, wouldn't you, baby?" she murmured with a thickening voice.
Bobby nodded his head.
Marilyn lowered one leg, leaving the other raised. Bobby stared at his mother's thighs, seeing her panties pooch out with her cunt. Marilyn clung to his cock, getting strange thoughts in her mind. She licked her lips, feeling the soreness of them. She hated having her husband thrust his big cock into her mouth, she hated it with a passion. Yet when he came off in her mouth the night before, she enjoyed the taste of his come juice. As much as she had hated having his cock inside her mouth, hurting her, the taste of his come juice had excited her, truly excited her. If her mouth had not hurt, Marilyn suspected that she might have come.
Without saying anything, she leaned down and kissed the head of her son's cock. Bobby gasped again, but made no protest. The touch of her son's cock against her sore lips sent a wild tremor of unexpected pleasure running through her body. She lifted her head, gazing into her son's eyes. Also without saying anything, Bobby lay back on the grass, his mother holding his cock from the side of his cut-offs.
Marilyn scooted away from the tree, her skirt sliding past her ass and up her thighs. With her feet toward her son's head, she leaned down and pulled the fringed head of his shorts to one side. She gazed at his lovely young balls, holding onto his cock. Bobby found he could see his mother's long thighs, the crotch of her panties. He touched her lower leg tentatively. Marilyn smiled up at him, pushing her leg to him. When Bobby moved his hand along her smooth flesh, feeling her inner thighs until his fingers were about two or three inches from her panties, Marilyn made a purring sound deep in her throat, and ran her tongue across the head of his cock.
"Would you let me do it, Bobby?" she whispered. "If you let me do it, I wouldn't mind. I don't want it rough, though. Let me do it my way."
"Okay, Mother," Bobby said, his voice husky.
Marilyn couldn't understand her desire to suck her son's cock. She was doing it impulsively. Leaning over him, she drew one leg up so her son could stare between her thighs. Her tongue swiped hot, wet circles about the smooth head of his cock, and then she placed her lips about it. His cock was comfortable inside her mouth. Her lips didn't stretch painfully but tingled deliciously. Sliding her mouth downward, she pulled her son's cock in deep, and when his smooth cockhead brushed her throat, she didn't choke.
"Mmmmmm," she murmured, and sucked up from his cock. "Do you like it, honey?"
"Oh, Mother, it sure feels good!" Bobby grinned, digging his fingers into his mother's thigh, trying to watch her mouth on his cock and the crotch of her panties at the same time. "Does it hurt you, Mother?"
"Not a bit, darling," she smiled. "You're not as big. If you let me do it the way I want, I might enjoy it."
She closed her lips about her son's cock again.
Marilyn felt slightly strange, sucking on her son's cock. Strange because she was doing it willingly. She didn't consider what her son might think of her, or what she was doing. She knew, somewhere in her mind, that she was reaching for tenderness, gentleness.
The feel of her son's cock in her mouth was so different from her husband's. If her husband had not been so rough and demanding, she might have enjoyed it, at least a little better. Her jaws didn't ache with Bobby's cock, and there was plenty of room inside her mouth. The heat of his cock felt good, and the throbbing hardness made her lips tingle. Her tongue moved and licked as her lips pulled up and pushed down. With her eyes closed, Marilyn began to find some enjoyment sucking cock. She didn't mind at all the way her son's cock dripped and coated her tongue. It was so different. Besides, she was curious about tasting her son's come juice, wondering if it would recreate the feeling she had begun to feel the night before.
After sucking her son's cock for about five minutes, Marilyn started feeling quivers of her cunt. Glancing up at her son, she saw he was staring with wide-eyed excitement at her panties, his fingers gripping the inside of her thigh hard. Bobby was panting, gasping, and from the twisting of his hips, there was no doubt in her mind that he was enjoying this.
What added to her pleasure was exposing herself to her son, letting him look into her crotch as she mouthed his cock. It gave her a lewd feeling she had not experienced before. Although she felt like bushing with embarrassment, she didn't deny the growing sensation between her long legs. She felt the crotch of her panties becoming wet, the way they did when she had some very wild, very erotic, fantasies.
She felt her son's hand moving up her thigh, slowly and nervously. She wanted to tell him to touch her, to feel her cunt, but she couldn't. She felt like wiggling her ass, but she didn't. She simply lay on her side, holding her head and shoulders up with one elbow, sucking up and down on his cock, holding her legs open wide, so her son could gaze into her crotch. A tremor moved through her now and then, sort of like a hot chill.
The sensations inside her panties increased, doubling and tripling. Her clit was swollen now. She drove her lips up and down his cock, her tongue licking constantly. She felt her son's cock throb harder, but she wasn't sure what it meant. The only thing she had to go by was the night before, when her husband came off in her mouth, and then she had been too angry and hurt to remember. Yet the faster her son's cock throbbed, the more Marilyn enjoyed it. She knew that meant her son was loving it, thrilled by what she was doing with her mouth. And her cunt was really starting to steam now. Her hairy pussy lips felt swollen, very swollen, and her clit seemed as if it was going to burst open like a ripe grape. The cheeks of her ass tightened, and she felt her ass-hole suck inward. She began to moan softly about her son's cock. She cupped his ass tightly, wishing she could feel his young ass cheeks without his shorts on.
She had been sucking on her son's cock, feeling her own body responding, not paying much attention to her son's reaction. Now she felt the tips of his fingers sliding along the edge of her panties. She knew he was wanting to touch her crotch, perhaps feel her cunt. Her moans became soft sobs as a lurching, burning sensation flooded through her pussy. She kept her eyes closed as she sucked, her mouth moving faster and faster on his cock. Her cunt seemed to expand, to twitch and blow with wet heat. She was hardly aware of moving her hand, darting it to her son's hand almost in her crotch. With a squeal, she pulled Bobby's hand tightly to the stretched band of her panties, pressing his palm hard against her cunt. She squealed again, and then once more.
Marilyn's hips moved, pressing into her son's hand. She held the back of his hand with her own, holding his palm tight against her cunt.
Bobby was gasping, his head lifting from the grass, his young face twisted with agonized ecstasy. His vision was blurred, but he felt the wet heat of his mother's cunt through her panties. His lower body began to jerk, and his cock seemed harder than ever in her mouth.
"Mother!" Bobby shouted.
His cock burst, sending scalding spurts of come juice into her mouth. Marilyn's eyes opened as she tasted his creamy come juice spraying across her tongue and the back of her throat. She groaned wetly, and sucked frantically, her lips sliding up and down his gushing cock with a strange greed. Her slim throat worked, liquid sounds coming from it as she swallowed and swallowed. Her hips lurched forward, grinding into her son's palm. She smashed at the back of his hand, bringing her uplifted knee down and squeezing his hand between her thighs, holding him hard against her cunt.
The orgasm ripped through her body wildly, making her hips jerk and shake, humping back and forth in a fucking motion. She squealed and sobbed with her lips tight around her son's squirting cock, her mind spinning. Her orgasm went on and on, her cunt sucking and gripping as she came. The feelings in her body were fantastic, exquisite.
Bobby gasped with each spurt of his come juice, almost sitting up with the force of his discharge. It felt to him as if his mother was trying to suck his cock off his body, pull it right off with her lips. His balls seemed to writhe and twist as they emptied.
Marilyn raced her tongue about Bobby's piss hole, tasting his come juice. The force was weak now, yet he continued to bubble come juice from his cock. She whined softly, her eyes closing again as she lapped the thick juiced from his piss hole, swallowing eagerly. Her cunt was calming down, the contractions slowing. She felt her son relax beneath her, and peeked up at him from slitted eyes as his cock went soft inside her mouth.
Suddenly she blushed. Her face became pink with embarrassment, and she knew she had to turn his cock loose, yet if she did, her son would look at her. There was no place she could hide from her embarrassment. She slowly pulled his hand from her crotch, leaving it close to her knee. When his cock became very soft, she lifted her head and turned sideways to her son, so he couldn't see the flush on her beautiful cheeks. She sat there, one knee drawn up with her chin resting on it, staring at the shimmering lake, listening to her son breathe.
Neither spoke for a long time.
Marilyn tasted her son's come juice lingering in her mouth, and her cunt still had slight pulsations. The orgasm had surprised her with its strength, with its power and ecstasy. She had never felt anything like it in her life.
After a while, she heard Bobby moving. She turned and saw him heading for the cabin. She gazed at his back, his tanned thighs. A smile came over her lips, and she rah her tongue over them. They were still slightly bruised from her husband's cock, but there was a tingle that she found delightful, too.
Again she sat looking at the lake, wondering, thinking about her son.
CHAPTER THREE
After breakfast, Marilyn avoided Bobby. Not physically, but with her eyes. She knew he wanted to talk to her, talk about what she had done near the lake, about the night before. But she couldn't discuss it with him right now. She still had feelings of embarrassment.
She had showered in the tiny stall, and now wore a thin, sleeveless white blouse and a pair of white shorts. Bobby, too, had showered, and with his hair still damp, had taken his fishing pole and tackle box and was now at the lake, trying to catch a few lake trout for dinner. Marilyn sat on the small porch, her feet on the ground with her chin resting in her hand, watching her son. She hoped he didn't have any anger toward her, and she hoped he wouldn't miss his father as time went by. There was no way Marilyn would take her husband back, she knew. She would never live again with him, no matter what her son's feelings about it were.
Marilyn was naked under her blouse and shorts. She had not put on a bra or panties deliberately. She wanted her son to see the outline of her shapely tits, see the dark shadow of her nipples. She wanted him to see the tight way her crotch cupped her cunt, molded her pussy slit and the cheeks of her rounded, lovely ass.
Bobby was in a fresh pair of cut-offs, his usual dress when they were here by the lake. The sun was hot, yet the breeze through the tall pines was cooling, and she loved the sound of it, the soft whisper of wind. She had always loved coming to the cabin, and so did Bobby. Being isolated, peaceful, away from the stress of the city had a calming effect on her. She could think more clearly, and Bobby was a fanatic when it came to fishing.
Bobby could stay here in the cabin forever, she knew. Without her husband around, Marilyn felt she could do it, too. The cabin was well-stocked with food, and the cabin's generator had plenty of gas. It would be months before they needed more supplies.
"Fuck my frozen ass," Marilyn whispered to herself, repeating the words her husband had said to Bobby. Her ass wasn't frozen, she knew. Sucking her son off that morning told her that. What froze her ass was the brutal way her husband used her; it was the things he tried to force upon her that froze her delightfully lovely ass!
Her orgasm while sucking her son's cock told her she wasn't unresponsive. Her eyes began to twinkle as she watched her son at the lake. She felt a warm feeling creeping up her thighs, and became aware of a tingling inside the tight confines of her shorts. Marilyn knew what it meant; she wanted her son again, wanted his cock. Her nipples stiffened, straining at the thin cloth of her blouse.
Standing up, she began walking to the lake. She was bare-footed, and walked carefully, the bottom of her feet were tender.
"Catching anything, honey?" she asked a few feet from behind him.
"Nothing so far," Bobby replied, looking over his shoulder at his mother. His eyes saw the slender smoothness of her thighs, then fixed upon the tight crotch of her shorts. That was where they stayed. Marilyn felt as if she could feel the heat of his young eyes on her cunt. She couldn't stop the twitching of her hips, knowing they were starting to sway suggestively.
She moved toward him on trembling legs, and Bobby turned his attention back to his fishing. But in his mind he was imagining what his mother would look like naked, the way he had seen her the night before. His cock was growing inside his shorts, and he closed his legs in an effort to hide it from her.
Marilyn squatted at his side, then settled her ass onto the small patch of grass. She hugged her knees to her tits, resting her cheek on them and gazed at her son's face. She didn't feel embarrassed at the moment; the throbbing of her cunt drove that away.
"I made you feel very good this morning, didn't I?" she whispered softly.
Bobby grunted a reply.
"About last night, Bobby," she said, her voice soft. "I hope you're not ashamed of me."
"You couldn't help it, Mother," he said. "It was Dad's fault, not yours. I'm glad he's gone."
"You shouldn't have seen it," she said.
"It's okay, Mother."
Marilyn placed her hand on his thigh. Bobby shivered with her touch. They sat silently for a while, with Marilyn gazing at his face. Bobby didn't turn toward her, and she knew he felt nervous. He was so young, and knew nothing about women except what he had seen the night before, and of course, what she done to him this morning. He had no idea how to respond to her overture, she knew.
Slowly she moved-her hand on his thigh. Bobby looked down at it, feeling as if her palm was scorching his flesh. His cock throbbed with painful hardness, and he seemed confused. Marilyn brought her hand higher, feeling the fringe of his cut-offs. Very slowly, she shoved her fingers under his shorts, and felt his balls with her fingertips. Bobby gasped, his balls pulling up.
Marilyn pulled her hand away, and with a soft giggle, began to open her blouse. "I'm going to take a swim," she said. "I hope I don't scare your fish away."
Her blouse fell, and Bobby stared straight ahead. He heard the zipper of her shorts as it was pulled down, and when Marilyn stepped out of them, he saw her running into the water. His eyes stared at his mother's naked ass, watching her ass cheeks tighten with the movement. He could still feel her fingertips against his balls.
Marilyn swam a bit, then stood in shallow water, facing her son. The water covered her from the waist down, but her tits were exposed. She splashed water up over them, enjoying the feel of it on her nipples which were now stiff. Bobby watched her, his fishing rod forgotten. His cock was about to explode, and it was trying to break out of his shorts.
"Come and swim with me," she called.
Bobby stood up, and started into the water.
"Oh, take those shorts off, baby!" she called.
With his eyes straining on his mother's naked tits, Bobby stepped from his cut-offs, his cock jerking upright. Marilyn gasped as she saw it, and Bobby quickly made a dive into the water. He surfaced near his mother, splashing her with the cool water. Marilyn squealed and dove down, her curvy ass flashing in the hot sun. She swam from him, laughing. Bobby started after her, catching one kicking foot and pulling her backward. Marilyn screamed playfully as she sank. She found her face near his cock, and impulsively gulped it into her mouth for a quick suck. When she surfaced, her son was standing there with a glazed expression in his eyes. Standing before him, she held his cock beneath the surface, and her face moved toward his. When her lips pressed upon Bobby's, he returned the kiss, and Marilyn's hand closed tightly about his cock. She stroked him, her fist moving back and forth, jacking slowly as she felt the hot hardness.
"Touch me," she whispered huskily.
She felt her son's hand on her hip, and she took hold of his waist, bringing his hand up to one naked tit. Curling her son's fingers about her tit, she squeezed his cock. Bobby fondled his mother's tits, staring at them with hot eyes. He was not as tall as his mother, and they were level with his face.
"It's okay, honey," she murmured. "Kiss it if you want."
When her son's mouth closed about her nipple, Marilyn gave a hot gasp of pleasure. She squeezed his cock hard, pumping it, holding the back of his head, pressing her tit into his hot, wet mouth.
"Ohhhh, honey, that's good," she purred. "That feels wonderful, Bobby."
She jacked on his cock, then feverishly cupped his balls, pulling them tenderly, racing her fist back to his hard-on.
"Touch me ... down there!" she cried softly.
But she had to take his hand and pull it between her thighs. Bobby felt the heat of his mother's soft cunt and he sucked frantically at her tit, trying to swallow her nipple into his throat. One of his fingers slipped into the sweetness of his mother's cunt. Marilyn whimpered and parted her thighs, standing on the sandy bottom of the lake. She moved her hips back and forth, her cunt riding his finger as she pumped on his prick. She lifted her face to the sun, making soft sobbing sounds of pleasure. Her hips twisted about and Bobby finally began to plunge his finger in and out of her cunt, sucking wildly now on his mother's tit.
"That's enough," she said, pulling her hips backward, his finger coming free of her cunt. She released his cock, and held her son by his shoulders, gazing down into his excited face. "For right now," she whispered throatily.
But it wasn't enough.
Her cunt was on fire, her clit throbbing insanely. Her tits arched out in tightness, her swollen nipples standing out. Taking her son's hand, she started toward the shore.
As they stepped onto the grassy bank, she turned and faced her son, her eyes devouring his upright cock. Bobby ran his eyes up and down his mother's body, seeing her thick cunt hair.
Pulling her son with her, Marilyn lay back, spreading her legs wide. Bobby lay on top of his mother, not sure what to do. Marilyn moaned under his weight, her hands moving up and down from his shoulders to his ass. She caressed his ass cheeks, squeezing them with her fingers. She pressed her boiling cunt upward, feeling the shaft of her son's cock slide along her steamy pussy slit and across her clit. Pulling down on his ass, she wiggled her hips, grinding her cunt against the shaft of his cock.
"Oh, Bobby!" she gurgled softly against the top of his head. "Suck my nipples again! Please, suck mother's titties!"
Eagerly, Bobby closed his lips about her stiff nipple again, sucking hard and wetly, his tongue moving, licking hungrily. His cock felt as if it was being blistered by the wet heat of his mother's cunt. He could feel her throbbing pussy slit along the shaft of his cock, and the desire to push his prick into her pussy was overwhelming him. He twisted between her thighs, returning her pressure.
"Ohhhh, baby, baby!" she crooned, gripping his wet ass tightly, grinding hard against him. "It feels so good, Bobby!"
Bobby didn't move, except to press hard with his cock against his mother's cunt. He wanted to shove it into her cunt and fuck her, but he didn't know if his mother would let him. He sucked wickedly on her tit, pulling at her tasty nipple hard, bringing gasps of pleasure from her. She pumped her hips, sliding her cunt along the shaft of his cock, feeling her pussy swell and steam.
"Oooooh, it's wonderful, Bobby! It feels so wonderful!"
She dug her fingers hard into the cheeks of his ass, straining her cunt against him. She felt his hard prickshaft throbbing on her clit and the slit of her cunt, his cockhead poking into the crack of her ass. She wiggled and writhed, increasing the pressure there.
"Oh, suck my tit hard, baby! Suck mother's titties hard! Pull on them with your lips! Ohhhhh, yes ... I like that!"
She heard the harshness of her son's breathing, felt his breath searing her naked tit. There was a tightness in her stomach, and she knew she was going to come. She arched her hips high, smashing her cunt slit along the shaft of her son's cock.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh, God!"
The explosion sent her in a soaring ecstasy. A soft scream came out of her mouth, and she bit her lip to stop it. Her cunt rippled and her pussy lips seemed to be sucking at the shaft of his cock. The spasms went on and on, tighter and hotter. Marilyn felt as if she was going out of her mind with ecstasy.
Bobby, his prick aching, pressed against her cunt, sucking frantically on her tit. He began to gasp, then choked.
"Ohhhh, baby!" Marilyn groaned as she felt her son's cock jerk, then the wet heat of his come juice splashing along her ass cheeks. "Do it! Do it! Don't stop it, Bobby!"
His cock spewed time and again, drenching the cheeks of her ass, then her ass crack. Marilyn felt her ass-hole coated with his come juice, and her orgasm increased so powerfully, she felt as if she was jcoming apart. Her legs wrapped about his tightly, her cunt straining upward, grinding and pounding.
Slowly, she came down, her ass resting on the grass. Her legs parted and splayed out widely, her arms now above her head. Bobby remained on top of his mother, his cock resting against her still twitching cunt. He rested his face on one tit, his palm cupping the other.
"Baby, baby," Marilyn whispered, shivering beneath him. "It's okay, baby! It was wonderful!"
Bobby lifted his head and looked into his mother's face. He saw a glow on her cheeks, her eyes shimmering wetly, sparkling as she smiled up at him.
"I think I made a mess, Mother," he said.
"Don't you worry about that," she replied. "I don't mind. I sort of enjoyed it."
Bobby grinned. "Really, Mother?"
She nodded, her eyes twinkling as she brought her hands to his back again. "It was very good, honey."
"I wanted to ... you know, put it in you, Mother."
Marilyn didn't reply for a moment, then said: "I know you did."
She saw the longing in her son's eyes, and wanted to feel his cock inside her cunt, too. Yet she couldn't quite do that. Something held her back, but she wasn't sure what it was. Her son wanted to fuck her, and she wanted him to fuck her, yet she couldn't take his cock into her cunt.
She felt his prick starting to harden against her come juice-drenched pussy, and her hairy cunt lips, of their own volition, tried to clasp his cockshaft. She returned the pressure of his cock with her crotch, making her son moan.
She felt she had to do something, or else Bobby would have his cock inside her cunt before she knew it. She strained her pussy against his prick, then started pulling him up her body. She felt his cock drag through the soft hair of her cunt, and as Bobby's body slid upward, she felt it burning against her belly button. She tucked her chin down, watching his cock slide across her flesh, smearing it with juices from her cunt and his balls. She took hold of his hips, pulling him upward, his cock pounding now between her tits. She held him there, watching his cock throb between her tits, his piss hole widening and wet.
"In my mouth, Bobby," she whispered. "Put it in my mouth, baby."
Bobby pulled his knees up along side his mother's face, his cock aiming for her lips. Marilyn stared up at his cock and balls, licking her lips with a fiery .tongue. She saw the glistening juices on his prick, his young balls looking tight and full again.
"I don't wanna hurt you, Mother," Bobby said. "I don't wanna do what Dad done."
"It's okay, baby," she replied in a hoarse voice. "I want you to stick it in my mouth. This is different, honey. I didn't want your father to do it, but I want you to."
On his hands and knees, his cock pointing toward his mother's mouth, Bobby still hesitated.
"Oh, come on, darling!" Marilyn urged, cupping the cheeks of his ass with her hands, pulling him downward. "I want you to push your cock into my mouth! Please, shove it in mother's mouth!"
She lifted her head as soon as the words were out of her mouth, and closed her lips about her son's cock for the second time that day. His prick was now slippery with her pussy juices and his come juice. The taste excited her, making her pulse race, her cunt start to pound and throb again. Holding the cheeks of his ass, she pulled him down, purring as the rounded head of his cock brushed the back of her throat. She felt his balls on her chin, and squeezed her lips against the base of his cock, her tongue pushing it hard at the roof of her mouth. Bobby giggled.
Marilyn glanced up at him quizzically, still sucking on his prick.
"You said cock, Mother," he said, giggling like a naughty boy.
She pushed at his hips, removing her mouth. She kissed his wet cocktip, and gurgled. "It is a cock, Bobby. It's a wonderful cock! It's a wonderful, hard cock and a beautiful cock and I love your cock!"
She saw the effect her words had on him, and swirled her tongue along the shaft of his prick, tickling his balls with the tip.
"Want to fuck my mouth with your cock?" she asked, her voice sultry and sensual. "Want to fuck mother in the mouth with your cock?"
Bobby giggled again, nodding his head.
"Mmmmmm, fuck my mouth, baby!" she purred. "Fuck mother in the mouth with your sweet, hard cock!"
With her palms holding the cheeks of his ass, Marilyn opened her lips and pulled his cock into her mouth again. This time Bobby shoved downward, looking underneath his body, watching his mother, seeing his cock go into her wet, hot mouth. He began to moan as his mother sucked, her tongue like liquid fire.
Marilyn, with an erotic, dreamy expression on her face, sucked on her son's cock, pushing and pulling at his hips, making his prick slide in and out of her mouth. She bent her knees, opening and closing them, scissoring them tightly, feeling her cunt bubbling with renewed wetness. She felt her son's come juice on her ass, and a thrill rippled through her.
She knew, now, that the taste of come juice sent her wild. She urged her son, with her hands, to fuck her mouth as fast and deep as he wanted. His cock was the perfect size for her mouth, and she used her tongue constantly, feeling the friction of his throbbing cock make her lips burn and tingle. She swallowed often because her mouth became so watery with hunger.
"Ohhhh, Mother!" Bobby grunted, and pumped up and down, giving in to the urge to thrust. "It feels so good, Mother!"
"Mmmmmm," Marilyn murmured, enjoying the way he fucked into her mouth. It had never felt this way with her husband. This didn't hurt, this felt wonderful, tasted wonderful, and it was making her cunt throb hard. Her clit swelled again between the lips of her cunt, the tip protruding outward. She felt her stomach tightening, felt the ecstatic sensation burning deep inside her body. She lifted her ass from the grass, spreading her knees wide, feeling the hot sun burn at her cunt. Then she clamped her thighs together again, squeezing her pussy hard.
Bobby, gasping with rapture, fucked up and down, driving his cock into his mother's mouth with swift, short strokes. His cockhead slipped against her throat, but Marilyn didn't protest. Her lips were stretching about his hard shaft, but even though her son banged down deeply, his balls smashing at her chin, her lips didn't feel as if they were being bruised raw. She could take her son's cock comfortably.
Bobby began to hump faster, his cock swelling inside her mouth. Marilyn began to fuck at the air with her cunt, twisting and churning her naked ass on the grass. She squeezed her son's naked ass tightly, urging him to speedier efforts, her lips sucking in a frenzy. She began to make soft cries as her cunt boiled and neared orgasm. She pulled her son's cock into her mouth with hungry pleasure, desperate to have him gush into it, spraying her throat with his thick, sweet come juice. The taste of his come juice would send her over the edge, she knew. The hot spurts of come juice splattering her throat would cause ecstatic spasms in her pussy.
Bobby's humping was frantic as he gasped, his balls tight, his cock jerking inside his mother's mouth.
"Mother, it's gonna happen again!" he groaned. "I gotta do it, Mother!"
Marilyn clamped her lips tighter yet about her son's cock, her tongue'licking wetly. She lifted her ass into the air, flinging her knees wide open, then bringing them together again with a moist slapping sound.
With a throaty grunt, Bobby came.
Marilyn gulped at the spewing come juice, her cunt rippling into a fiery orgasm with the first squirt in her mouth. She strained her face upward as she pulled down on his ass, as if trying to swallow the head of his spurting cock. Bobby came so hard and so much, she felt his come juice dripping from the corners of her mouth, despite her frenzied efforts to swallow it all. Her cunt tightened and contracted until she couldn't stand much more.
She clung to her son's ass while he shook and sent the last squirt of come juice down her throat.
Bobby sprawled forward, his legs spread out on each side of his mother's head, panting heavily. Marilyn lay there on her back, her own knees parted widely, her cunt calming down slowly. There was something exciting and very erotic about being sprawled this way with the sun burning at her cunt, out in the open. Something erotic and wicked and delicious.
CHAPTER FOUR
Bobby turned onto his side and looked at his mother.
Marilyn smiled at him, not moving, keeping her legs wide apart.
"Oh, look!" she suddenly cried out.
His fishing rod was shaking. Quickly Bobby grabbed it and began reeling.
"Look at that beautiful trout!" Marilyn said, sitting up and watching her son pull the good-sized fish in. "That's dinner tonight. We could feed five people with that, Bobby."
Feeling proud of himself, Bobby displayed the fish, totally forgetting he and his mother were naked for a moment.
Suddenly he grinned. "Mother, you said some naughty things a little while ago."
"Oh, what did I say?"
Marilyn knew vary well what she had said. She looked at her son with warm, loving eyes. She didn't feel embarrassment now, not like she had that morning. She felt good, very good.
"I'm not supposed to say those words," Bobby said.
"Why not?"
"Dad would whip my ass, that's why."
"Your dad is not around anymore," she reminded him. "He won't ever be around anymore. You can say it if you want to."
A light came into Bobby's eyes. "I can?"
"I said them, didn't I?"
She sat on the grass, turning toward her son. She sat with her legs apart, leaning back with her hands behind her. Bobby looked at his mother's beautiful tits, arching up. He stared down at the triangle of pussy hair, and saw the pink wetness of his mother's cunt.
Bobby grinned, his eyes sparkling. "Do you like to suck my ... cock, Mother?"
"Mmmmm, I love to suck your cock, Bobby." She grinned up at him, twisting her naked ass on the grass.
Deliberately, Marilyn drew her feet back, lifting her ass. She spread her knees wide, wiggling, exposing her cunt to his excited eyes. "Do you like what you see, baby?"
Bobby nodded, staring at the pink wetness of his mother's cunt."-
"It's better seeing my pussy like this," she whispered, "than how you saw it last night, isn't it? I mean, I want to show my cunt to you, Bobby."
"I like it, Mother," he said, squatting down and staring between her knees.
Marilyn gazed at his cock and balls, the spreading of his young ass cheeks. She licked her lips hungrily. Her cunt twitched again, and she felt the desire to feel his cock inside her cunt, fucking her. Bobby would not be rough and brutal with her pussy, she knew. H' son would fuck her tenderly, make it feel wonderful for both of them. He wouldn't ram his cock into her cunt swiftly, make it sore ... not her son. Maybe she would even come with Bobby fucking her, she thought.
Marilyn felt lewd, more than at any time in her life, and certainly more than she had with her husband. She wasn't afraid her son would hurt her, or make fun of her. She felt the desire to expose herself in lewd positions, to let her son see her naked body, here on the bank of the lake, in the sun, alone.
Turning onto her stomach, she lay there for a moment, with her son still squatting, staring at her long legs and naked ass. She bunched the cheeks of her ass, flexing them, feeling her son's eyes on her flesh. She twisted her hips, making grinding motions, then began to deliberately hunch against the grass, spreading her legs wide so her son could see her hairy cunt. She fucked slowly, making soft sounds of delight. She felt so lewd, so good, if her son had pushed his cock into her cunt then and there, she would not have stopped him.
She pulled her knees underneath her body, scooting her naked, lovely ass into the air. She rested her head and shoulders on the grass, her ass spreading open to reveal the light-brown pucker of her ass-hole and her cunt glistening below. She watched her son over her shoulder as he stared with hot eyes at her exposure, his cock stirring into hardness again.
"Touch me!" she hissed. "Play with me, Bobby!"
Bobby's naked body began to shake with excitement.
"Come on, baby, touch mother," she urged hotly. "You can touch me and play with me!
Feel mother's cunt, darling! Feel mother's wet pussy and caress my ass!"
Bobby shoved his hand out, touching his mother's creamy ass. Marilyn made a hissing sound, shaking her uplifted ass. He stroked the hot surface of his mother's spread ass cheeks, staring into her ass-hole and cunt. He probed a finger at her cunt, and Marilyn let out an excited hiss, scooting her ass backward. Bobby's finger penetrated his mother's cunt, and she twisted her ass lewdly for him.
"Ooooh, shove your finger in and out of mother's cunt, baby!"
"I don't wanna hurt you, Mother," he said, his young voice thick with emotion.
"You won't hurt me," she cried out. "You won't hurt my cunt! Fingerfuck my pussy, Bobby! Oooooh, push your finger in and out of my cunt!"
Bobby stared at his finger sliding in and out of his mother's slippery cunt. He loved the soft, wet, hot feel of it, and his cock throbbed into full hardness.
"You can rub your cock on it," she breathed. "It's okay if you rub your cock on my cunt, Bobby!"
Bobby, on his knees now, pulled his finger out of her cunt, and grasped the base of his prick. He inched his prickhead to his mother's cunt and rubbed it up and down her pussy slit.
"Ohhhhh, that feels good, honey!" Marilyn mewled. "Rub a little harder! Right there!"
The head of his cock smashed at her throbbing clit. A jolt of delicious ecstasy shot through her, and she pushed her cunt backwards, smashing her clit against the head of his cock. She almost came with the contact, but it faded away. It didn't go away completely, and her cunt burned hotly, her hairy cunt lips twitching.
"Hold it there and jack off!" Marilyn groaned. "Push your cock against me right there and jack it, baby!"
Bobby gripped his cock tightly, pounding his fist back and forth, banging into his mother's juicy cunt wetly. Marilyn sobbed with increasing pleasure, twisting her naked ass, feeling his eyes burn down into her ass crack, watching her hairy cunt as he beat his fist back and forth.
His pumping fist caused his cock to jerk about, sometimes pressing on her clit, and sometimes almost slipping into her cunt. Marilyn didn't say anything when that happened because she was intensely aroused. She felt the head of his cock slide upward, poke at the tight ring of her ass-hole a few times, his fist pumping excitedly.
"Ohhhhh, yes!" she groaned, feeling a little pressure against her ass-hole.
Bobby was intensely excited. The heat of his mother's ass-hole against the swollen head of his cock was unbelievable. He stared down at her spreading ass cheeks, amazed. He pulled his fist off his cock so he could see better. Marilyn wiggled her ass, the movement automatic. like her son, she was surprised at the depth of her feeling. "-
She wondered what it would feel like if he slipped his cock into her ass. It wouldn't be the same as fucking him, she rationalized. It would be as if she took his cock into her cunt. It wasn't fucking, not really. At least, she didn't think it was the same thing. Fucking was when a cock went into a cunt, wasn't it?
While she was confused, her emotions whirling, Bobby was increasing the pressure of his cock against her ass-hole. He wasn't deliberately doing so, but the sensations caused him to push with urgency.
"Bobby..." she whispered. "I don't ... oh, Bobby!"
She felt her son's hands resting lightly on the cheeks of her ass. She felt his hands trembling, his palms hot. The head of his cock seemed to throb as he pressed it harder against the ring of her ass-hole. She felt the strange pleasure there, finding it not at all unpleasant. There was a stinging, slightly stretching feeling, but no pain.
Feeling his cock there had taken her mind off the bubbling wetness of her cunt, and her senses settled on where the head of his cock was now. A shiver rippled along the creaminess of her naked flesh, up her thighs and over her sweetly rounded ass. A soft sound came from her, half-whimper and half-gasp.
"Mother!" Bobby groaned.
"Bobby, I don't think this is ..." she began, but stopped when she felt a powerful throb of his cock against her ass-hole. She had her shoulders and head on the grass, with her ass jutting in the air invitingly, the sun burning her flesh. Her fingers dug into the grass as she opened her eyes, her lips parted as she panted softly. She saw nothing with her eyes, her vision fogged and blurry. "Oh, Bobby! We shouldn't do ... ohhhh, we mustn't, baby!"
"Mother, I gotta do something!" Bobby moaned desperately.
"I'll suck you," she groaned. "Bobby, I'll suck it for you!"
But she didn't move, nor did her son.
Bobby moved his hips forward and she pressed her ass backward.
"Ohhhhh, Bobby!"
The head of his cock penetrated the tight ring of his mother's ass-hole. Surprised to find his cock there, Bobby froze, not pushing inward or pulling back. Marilyn felt her ass-hole open and close about the head of her son's cock. There was no pain, but what surprised her was the unexpected sensation of ecstasy. The stretching of her ass-hole about the head of his cock felt so good, a tremor moved through her naked body. She felt as if she had to shit, but knew she didn't. Her ass-hole had never been probed nor touched in her life. As with many women, that was forbidden territory. But, like most women when they finally felt a cock sliding up their ass, Marilyn found the desire to take more into her body.
The ring of her ass-hole clutched, squeezing just behind the head of her son's cock. It squeezed and flexed of its own volition, a gurgle slipped from her throat, and her ass moved backward tentatively. She experimented by taking a bit more of his cock into her ass-hole.
Bobby, still staring hotly with surprise, saw his mother's ass-hole circling his cock. The heat of it almost blistered his prick, and he was holding his breath.
Marilyn, too, was holding her breath as she moved her ass very slowly, backwards.
"Ohhhh, Bobby, I think we're ... baby, maybe we should stop now," she said, half-sobbing. Her ass moved back a bit more. She had half her son's cock inside her ass-hole now, and it felt better and better.
"Mother, don't stop now!" Bobby gasped.
"But ... Bobby, your cock is in the wrong place," she said, almost hissing the words. "You have your cock in the wrong place, baby!"
His fingers tightened on her flesh, sliding to grip his mother's hips. She felt the backs of her thighs pressing at his, his cock moving deeper and deeper into her virgin ass-hole. Marilyn couldn't stop, not now. The burning stretching of her ass-hole felt good, wonderful. Maybe it was because she was outside near the lake, naked with her son, or whatever. She felt so lewd she would have done anything.
It's not my pussy, she told herself. His cock isn't in my cunt and that makes it okay. We're not really fucking. Not really.
Marilyn moved her ass back, and realized she now had the full length of her son's cock up her ass. She felt his precious balls pressing against her wet cunt, the throbbing depth of his prick, the delicious-way her ass-hole stretched.
"Ohhhh, Bobby! We ... we have to! I can't stop it, baby!" Marilyn wailed with shivering pleasure. "I want it, Bobby! You've got to do it to me this way! I know you need it ... I know I need it! Do it, baby! Do it!"
Bobby grunted as he dug his fingers into his mother's hips. Marilyn closed her ass-hole tightly about the base of his cock, and when she felt him pulling back, she pulled, too. But just as it seemed his cock would come out, she cried and rammed backwards, stabbing herself up the ass-hole with her son's cock.
"Ohhhhh, baby!"
"Mother, it's good!"
"Yes, it is!" she replied in a thick voice, shaking her ass in a tight circle. "Do it to me this way! It's okay, Bobby! I like it, honey!"
Bobby's naked body was held stiffly as he stared down at his mother's ass, watching her gripping ass-hole pull at his cock. A tremor swept through his young body, and finally he began to thrust back and forth.
Marilyn whimpered as she felt the friction of his throbbing cock against her clutching ass-hole. The sensations amazed her, thrilled her. She found she had missed something. But then she had missed a great deal because of the brutality of her husband.
As Bobby's plunging speeded up, became wilder, Marilyn found her breath driven from her lungs. Her tits were scraping at the grass, and even though she rammed her naked ass back as he slammed inward, her son was scooting her forward, inch by inch. "Oh, baby, it's wonderful!" she sobbed.
"Give it to me, Bobby! Give it to mother!"
But as desperate as Bobby was to fuck fast and hard, he held himself back. He didn't want to hurt his mother, not the way his father had done. He was afraid he would make her angry at him if he fucked too hard. He moved his cock back and forth, trying his best not to plunge too deeply. But his mother was wiggling and thrusting her uplifted ass with him, making his balls smack her wet, hairy cunt. His cock didn't hurt her, and Marilyn wanted her son to fuck hard and fast, wanted to tell him it was different, yet all she could do was sob and whimper with the building ecstasy.
"Fuck my ass!" she urged with a moan. "Fuck mother's ass! Ooooh, Bobby, fuck my ass good and fast! It's okay, baby! I love it! You can fuck faster and deeper! Oh, honey, please fuck mother's ass harder!"
Marilyn swung her uplifted ass about in a frenzy, straightening her arms to lift her head and shoulders from the grass. Her head hung down as she gasped with the beautiful sensations she had no idea she was capable of feeling. With each forward plunge of her son's cock into her ass-hole, his balls smacked at her swollen cunt lips, her tight tits jiggling. Her nipples were ready to burst.
"Hard! Fuck my ass hard!"
"Mother, I'm..." Bobby speeded up, pounding into his mother's gripping ass, his young face contorted with the ultimate rapture.
Marilyn could feel his cock reaching depths of her ass-hole that were a surprise and a delight. She loved the way her ass-hole burned so tightly about the shaft of his hard, throbbing cock. She loved to feel his young, sweet balls slap against her fiery cunt.
"Ram me! Ram me!" she squealed, her arms trembling. She knew she was saying things she would never have said with her husband, nor probably with anyone else. Yet the words tumbled from her mouth with boiling ecstasy. "Bang my ass-hole! Fuck my hot ass-hole! Pound your hard cock up mother's hot ass ... fuck it, fuck it hard! Ohhhhhh, Bobby, mother's ass-hole wants that hard cock! Mother's ass-hole needs your hot, hard cock! Rip my ass-hole open, baby! Ohhhh, pound the shit out of mother's ass-hole!"
Her arms gave way, and her shoulders and head slumped to the grass again. But sobbing with burning rapture, Marilyn held her ass high, her creamy back bowed. She shook her upraised ass lewdly, wantonly, darting it back and forth, meeting her son's cock. She shoved a hand under her shaking stomach, ran her fingers through the curls of her pussy hair. She pressed upon her inflamed clit a moment, agitating it mindlessly. Then she caught her son's balls with her hand, squeezing them. She felt his cock throb inside her ass-hole and began to squeeze his balls again and again.
"Shoot it to my ass, baby!" she screamed with erotic abandonment. "Squirt it right up mother's ass-hole! Fill my fucking ass-hole with that sweet, hot come juice! Come in mother's ass ... come in my hot, fucking ass!"
Bobby was gritting his teeth. With his mother gripping his balls, he couldn't hold out much longer. He didn't want to hold out much longer. He wanted to come; he had to come.
Marilyn felt her cunt sucking, her pussy lips drawing inward, her clit bulging. She held his balls tightly, crying out with tears of intense ecstasy in her eyes. Her stomach was churning, an orgasm building someplace deep inside her. It seemed as if a fire had been started in her cunt, yet it was her ass-hole that burned.
She twisted her naked ass from side to side, straining back onto her son's cock. The spasms of her cunt started slowly, then grew in power. Her clit became tight with rippling contractions. As she screamed her ecstasy, she felt her son push his cock as deep as he could into her ass-hole. Smashing his balls against her convulsing cunt, she shouted.
"Come! I want to feel it squirt up my fucking ass!"
With a loud grunt, Bobby sent spurting come juice far into his mother's ass-hole. Marilyn shrieked with mindless ecstasy as his come juice spattered the hot walls of her ass-hole, triggering a tighter and more powerful orgasm in her cunt.-
Her scream echoed through the pine trees, but no one could hear it except she and her son...
CHAPTER FIVE
They ate the trout for an early dinner.
Marilyn was again in her blouse and shorts, with her son wearing his cut-offs. After letting him fuck her in the ass-hole, she had felt shy again. But not Bobby. He seemed to walk straighter, prouder.
As the time passed, Marilyn lost some of her embarrassment, but she still felt shy with her son. She enjoyed her shyness, though. She watched him with lowered lashes, a tiny smile on her full mouth. She had felt, in one day, more pleasure in fucking with her son than she had in the years of being married to her husband.
Every time she remembered her language at the lake, she would blush. But on the other hand, it excited her to use those words. There was no doubt that Bobby enjoyed hearing them. She had promised to show him the poster his father mentioned once they returned home. She had tried to describe it to him, but he wanted to see it for himself. Somehow, from the way his father had talked, Bobby had the idea it was something really lewd and naughty.
Marilyn had explained too, that her need to take his cock hard into her ass-hole was not the same as being forced. She found herself blushing as she tried to explain to him the difference. And to Bobby's amusement, she used the word, "penis" instead of "cock."
The remains of their dinner were still on the small, rough table, and they sat before the fire place. Although it was warm, Marilyn had built a small fire, just because it seemed romantic. She had spread out a thick blanket on the wooden floor of the cabin, wishing they had a fur or something.
"How come you say 'penis' now, Mother?"
They sat facing each other, legs crossed.
Marilyn's thin, sleeveless blouse was almost ah the way unbuttoned, and the creamy swells of her flawlessly shaped tits were showing. She had her knees wide, and Bobby had noticed the curls of cunt hair escaping the tight crotch of her white shorts.
"I guess because..." Marilyn didn't know why. "Would you rather I said cock?"
A slight heat came over her face as she said it.
"Yeah," Bobby grinned. "It sounds better, Mother."
Her eyes drifted to his crotch, and she breathed deeply as she stared at it. Finally she lifted her eyes to his face. Seeing where he was looking, she felt her pussy pulsate.
"All right, it's cock from now on," she said, whispering.
"And cunt, Mother?"
"And cunt ... and pussy and prick."
Bobby adjusted his fringed cut-offs, and the head of his cock slipped out. He started to shove it back, but Marilyn stopped him.
"Oh, leave it there, baby," she murmured. "I love looking at it. Do you like looking at me?"
"You're beautiful, Mother," he said. "You're beautiful with clothes on and beautiful naked."
Pleased, she leaned forward and kissed him.
She couldn't resist snaking her tongue out and licking along his lips. At the same time she kissed her son, her hand moved along his thigh to his cock. She brushed her fingertips along his cockhead, over his piss hole. She felt wetness there, and with her eyes staring into her son's, she brought the finger to her lips and licked it, her tongue swirling slowly and suggestively.
Bobby unbuttoned the final buttons of his mother's blouse. Marilyn allowed him to expose her tits, feeling pleasure under his gaze. His cock was jutting up with hardness now, and Marilyn had to hold it as he fondled her firm, full tits.
"Do guys really jack off with your poster, Mother?" Bobby asked. "I heard Dad say that."
"I don't know," she replied honestly.
"Maybe I'll jack off when I see it."
"No, you won't," she replied, sliding her fist loosely up and down his hard cock.
"I might," he insisted, twisting her nipples.
"You don't have to jack off, Bobby," she said, her voice throaty. Her cunt was getting juicy again, and she could feel her shorts getting wet. "You have me, your mother."
She worked at his shorts, opening them. When she began to tug them down, Bobby lifted his ass. Marilyn stripped his cut-offs away and tossed them aside. Bobby was cupping her tits, testing the firmness with his fingers. Marilyn stroked his prick with one hand, caressing his succulent balls with the other. She ran her finger across his piss hole again, and once more, licked the juices from it. Her eyes began to sparkle as heat grew within her, her cunt tingling with wetness.
Marilyn gently shoved him backward. Bobby lay back willingly, his cock rearing straight up with hardness. Spreading her son's legs, Marilyn sat between them, caressing his cock and balls, the insides of his thighs.
"Want a blow job, baby?" she asked in a whispery voice.
"I sure would, Mother."
"You know that I love to suck your cock, don't you, Bobby?"
He nodded.
Marilyn squeezed her son's cock hard, watching a bead of clear liquid form on his piss hole. "I don't know if I love the feel of it in my mouth, the way it throbs, or if I love the taste when you come. All I know is I enjoy sucking your cock, and so far, every time you came in my mouth, I came, too."
"Like I come, Mother?"
"No, honey," she smiled, pumping his prick. "When you come, you squirt out that sweet juice. When I come, my cunt just gets wetter and sucks and squeezes."
"Really? I wanna see it."
Marilyn leaned down and licked her tongue across the head of his cock, swirling it about his smooth prickhead and finally across his piss hole. She lapped up the seeping juices, mewling softly as she tasted. She considered taking his cock into her cunt as she ran her tongue about it. Bobby would love the feel of her soft pussy closing about his cock, she knew. Yet there was still something stopping her. It seemed so wicked to let him shove his cock into her cunt and fuck her. Yet, on the other hand, sucking him off and letting him fuck her up the ass didn't seem like really fucking. It was crazy, she told herself, but that was how she felt.
She realized she had not answered him. But instead of replying, she buried her face into his crotch, smelling the scent of his young sweetness. She kissed about his inner thighs, at his balls. She nudged his balls to one side with her nose, and darted her tongue behind them, then dragged her tongue over his balls. Why she was doing this, she didn't know. She certainly never had before with anyone. But there was something compelling about doing it for her son. She found the heat of his crotch against her face exciting, and it made her cunt throb. She swirled her tongue about his balls, bouncing them playfuily on the tip. Then she lapped up the hard shaft, across his piss hole to taste the oozing juices. With a soft moan, she pulled his cock into her mouth, and sucked his cock head, her tongue twisting wetly.
Her cheeks sank inward with her sucking force, and Bobby felt as if his mother was trying to suck his balls through his cock. Smacking her lips, Marilyn raised her head, smiling at him. Reaching behind her, she unzipped her shorts. Shrugging her shoulders, she removed her blouse and tossed it to where his cut-offs lay. She leaned back and shoved her shorts off, lifting her legs in the air. Bobby caught a flash of his mother's hairy pussy as she raised her legs, and then the pink wetness as her legs parted for a moment.
Getting on her stomach between her son's thighs, she kissed at his cock and balls.
"Bobby, I'm going to eat you good," she whispered throatily, using words she would never have used with her husband. "I'm going to eat your lovely cock and suck your balls and make you come in my mouth again." She cupped his precious young balls. "Mmmmmm, your balls feel so full, baby! I bet they're loaded."
Bobby bent his knees, holding his legs wide, watching his mother.
Marilyn, purring with wanton pleasure, sucked at the flesh of his inner thighs, going from one to the other. She licked at his flesh, working her way downward, She pressed his hot cock against her cheek as she ran her tongue about the base, tasting his balls. She parted her lips slightly and brushed them up and down the shaft of his cock. She detected a strange scent on his prick, and then remembered it had not been very long ago that he had had his cock up her ass-hole. Instead of being turned off, Marilyn found herself perversely excited by the scent.
Pressing her face into his crotch, she pulled his balls into her mouth, sucking gently, but hotly. She enjoyed the way his cock throbbed against her forehead, his prick head pushing between her eyes. She smashed her cunt against the floor, bunching the cheeks of her compact ass, squealing softly as she mouthed her son's loaded balls.
"Hold your knees back, honey," she whispered. "Hold them back as far as you can."
Bobby wrapped his arms behind his knees, pulling them tight, peering between them at his mother's face. Marilyn swirled her tongue about his cock again, licking from the base to the head. She parted her lips and sucked his prick into her mouth, going down slowly, making soft purring sounds as her mouth filled. She writhed her lips on his cock base, feeling his swollen prick head brushing at her throat. She rubbed his balls about her chin, then sucked up and down his cock a few times. Pulling her mouth off his prick, she stared at his piss hole. With the tip of her tongue, she swiped the juices from his piss hole and kissed hotly at his balls.
"So full, Bobby," she whispered. "Your balls are so full for me. I love your loaded balls, baby! You're going to give mother a nice, hot load pretty soon, aren't you? You're going to really squirt it in my mouth soon."
She pulled her head back a few inches, peering at his crotch. The sight of his balls and cock was thrilling, but when she saw his ass-hole, so puckered and tight, her cunt seemed to clench inward. What she wanted to do was wild and, only the day before, unthinkable. But now...
She pursed her lips, and kissed the crinkle of her son's ass-hole.
Bobby groaned, his eyes opening wide.
Feeling the heat of her son's ass-hole against her lips sent a shiver up and down her spine. Holding her breath, she slipped the tip of her tongue out and pressed it against his ass-hole.
"Mother!" Bobby grunted.
Marilyn lifted her head and looked at him past his jerking cock. She giggled lewdly. "Well, you stuck your cock up my ass-hole, didn't you?
It's only fair if I stick my tongue up your ass-hole."
"But, Mother..."
"Mmmmmm," Marilyn mewled, pressing her lips around her son's ass-hole and sucking at it, her tongue flicking. She shoved her hands under him and held his ass off the floor. She enjoyed the feel of his hot balls against her nose as she sucked his ass, thrilled with the hot taste on her tongue.
"Ohhh, Mother!"
Marilyn made a whimpering sound, pressing her tongue against his ass-hole, wiggling it, trying to enter. She parted her lips about his ass pucker, straining her tongue hard. Sliding one hand to his cock, she gripped it and pumped tightly, darting her tongue up and down, licking from the base of his spine, tasting the smooth inner surfaces of his ass cheeks, then trying to penetrate his ass-hole again with her tongue. The desire to shove her tongue up her son's ass-hole was tremendous, and her cunt was getting juicier and juicier, her clit smashing against the floor. She parted her long thighs and bunched her ass, humping at the floor.
She felt her tongue enter her son's ass-hole and moaned softly. Darting her tongue back and forth, she tonguefucked Bobby in his ass, stroking his cock with jerking movements. His balls writhed against her nose, and she darted her tongue in and out of his ass-hole as fast and deep as she could. She knew this was exciting her son almost beyond control, but she didn't care. She didn't care if he came off, squirted come juice all over his stomach, but she was going to lick his ass-hole. If he came off, she would suck the juice off his stomach anyway. There was no way she could resist the sweet taste of his come juice, no matter where he splashed it.
"Oh, Mother, that feels good!" Bobby grunted, twisting his ass into his mother's face. "It feels real good!"
Marilyn's smoldering eyes sparked past his cock, seeing his face expressing his pleasure. She moved her tongue as deep as she could into his ass-hole, fluttering it about the tight ring. She pumped faster on his cock, feeling it throb, loving the hardness of it.
"I think you'll make me come, Mother!" Bobby gasped.
"Mmmmmm," Marilyn replied, breathing heavily against his balls.
She darted her tongue back and forth, fucking him in the ass. She jacked her fist up and down on his cock swiftly. She wanted him to come. She pounded her naked cunt on the floor of the cabin, making whimpering sounds of ecstasy.
"Mother! I'm gonna come!" Bobby groaned, squirming his ass.
Marilyn pulled her tongue out of his ass-hole, her tongue thrust far out of her mouth. She swirled it about his hot balls, feeling how tight they were. She licked from his balls, and removed her fist as she ran her tongue up and down the hardness of his cock.
"I'm gonna come, Mother!" Bobby yelped again.
"Ohhh, please come!" she hissed, and closed her lips around the head of his cock. Her tongue darted and flicked at his piss hole, sucking as hard as she could. She pulled her hand into the parted crack of his ass, and began rubbing a fingertip at his ass-hole. She felt his ass-hole clench against her finger, and she sucked in a frenzy as his cock jerked.
When she tasted the first squirt of thick come juices across her tongue, Marilyn rammed her finger up her son's ass-hole.
"Ooooohhh, Mother!" he yelped.
Her eyes flashed wickedly as she gulped his come juice down, plunging her finger in and out of his ass. She felt his ass-hole clench against her finger with each throbbing spurt of come juice. Her throat burned deliciously as her tongue moved rapidly back and forth on his spewing piss hole. Her cunt grew tight, and she pressed hard on floor with it. When the contractions started, she gave a muffled, wet scream of ecstasy.
Marilyn fingerfucked her son in the ass rapidly, and gulped at the spraying come juice hungrily. The taste, as before, sent her into wild orgasm, only this time she was experiencing a whole series of ecstatic convulsions. Her eyes were dreamy and smoldering as her mouth filled time and again. Her throat could not work fast enough, and the creamy come juice dripped from her tight lips. She clung to the head of his cock until the gushing finished, and then, squealing, licked at the sides of his prick until she had all his come juice cleaned from him. Then, with her cunt still contracting with those surprising orgasms, she twisted onto her side, clawing at her cunt with both hands.
Bobby watched his mother thrashing on the floor, her fingers rubbing frantically at her cunt. Marilyn twisted over onto her back, spreading her legs wide open. She smashed the hairy lips of her cunt together, then peeled them open. She grasped her clit between a finger and thumb, and pulled and twisted it frantically.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh, I'm coming so fucking hard!" she shrieked. "I can't stop coming! Ohhhh, this has never happened before!"
She didn't know how long the orgasms tormented her. They seemed to go on forever, but finally they subsided and her hips became still. Her hands fell away from her cunt, and Bobby stared at his mother's juicy, pink pussy as she gasped and heaved with exhaustion.
CHAPTER SIX
"That's never happened before," she said after a while, sitting up. "I can't explain it at all."
Bobby looked as if he was frightened, and she pulled him against her naked tits. "Don't worry about it, baby. It was wonderful! I know it probably looked crazy to you, but I was coming so fucking hard!"
Bobby wrapped his arms about her, pressing his face into her tits.
"I'm glad," he said. "I didn't know what was happening to you, Mother."
"Now you know," she soothed, kissing the top of his head. "You won't be afraid when it happens again, will you?"
"No," he said, kissing her nipple. "But I didn't see anything happening. Your hands were in the way."
She pulled his head up, looking into his eyes. "I know one way you can tell I'm coming."
"Sure, Mother ... can I fuck you?"
For a moment, Marilyn remained quiet.
"Not in my cunt," she finally said. "But you know you can fuck me in my ass. I was talking about ... well, how would you like to eat my cunt, Bobby?"
"Eat your cunt?"
"It isn't eating, really," she said. "That's just an expression. What it means is lick my cunt! Would you like to suck mother's pussy?"
"I don't know how," he said.
She pulled his hand between her thighs, curling his fingers into her hairy cunt.
"You'll know once you get your mouth on it," she said. "Licking cunt is instinct, just like me sucking your cock off. There's no right or wrong way to suck pussy, baby. No matter how you do it, it's the right way."
She lifted to her knees, spreading them wide.
Bobby felt his mother's cunt, rubbing his palm back and forth. He enjoyed the heat and wetness of it, the feel of her swollen pussy lips and the way her clit seemed to strain from her cunt folds. He poked a finger into her pussy and darted it up and down a few times.
"Mmmmmm, that's wonderful," Marilyn purred softly, shaking her hips and arching her cunt into his hand. "You finger-fuck me nicely, baby. Your father was always so rough and hurt me. I like the way you finger-fuck me. I bet you can make me come again doing this."
"Want me to, Mother?" Bobby asked, eager to please her.
"Later, maybe," she said. "We have plenty of time to do anything you want. What I'd like now though, is for you to suck my cunt."
"You'll have to show me how, Mother."
"You'll know how," she promised, pushing her son to the floor. She straddled his stomach, and rubbed her cunt against his flesh. "Does it bother you because my pussy is so wet?"
Bobby shook his head, watching her hairy cunt moving on his flesh. It didn't bother him; he liked the hot, wet slippery feeling of her cunt on his skin. Marilyn slipped her crotch upward, keeping contact with his flesh on her cunt, smearing his flesh. Her eyes took on a hot glow as she anticipated having her pussy in her son's face. Her husband seldom put his face in her cunt; he preferred to have his cock sucked than to eat her pussy. He had been selfish that way, but her son was eager to please her, and he wasn't rough and mean.
When she reached his shoulders, she stood on her knees above him. Bobby gazed up between her creamy thighs, staring at her wet cunt. He liked the thick hair of it, the pink lips and her straining clit. He liked the view from between his mother's thighs, and he could see the cheeks of her shapely ass, with the crack he had fucked that morning.
"Feel me," Marilyn whispered throatily. "Feel me all over, Bobby! Touch my thighs and my ass and cunt. I want you to feel what you're going to be tasting in a minute."
Bobby, with his eyes staring up at her cunt, fondled his mother's hips and tight ass. Marilyn trembled. It felt wonderful to be felt up by her son's excited, but gentle hands. When he cupped the cheeks of her ass and dug his fingers into the flesh, her cunt throbbed deliriously. She wiggled her hips, making grinding motions with her cunt a few inches above her son's face. Looking down at him, she pulled the lips of her cunt open. A small drop of pussy juice dripped from her pussy and landed on her son's bottom lip. Bobby instinctively licked at it, and his eyes became glazed.
"You like the taste, Bobby?" she asked softly, pulling her hairy cunt as open as she could, her clit bulging out hard.
He nodded, squeezing her ass.
Marilyn lowered her cunt down, slowly, staring at his face. She stopped when her pussy was only an inch from his mouth.
"Lick it," she whispered. "Touch my cunt with your tongue, baby."
Bobby shoved his tongue out, making a tentative probe at his mother's pussy. Marilyn purred as she felt his tongue touch her clit.
"Oooooh, that's it, honey!" she urged. "Lick it right there! Mmmmmm, that feels wonderful! Ohh, yes, lick mother's cunt right there!"
Bobby swirled his tongue about his mother's clit. As he swirled it around, Marilyn twisted her hips, sliding her cunt along his protruding tongue. She struggled to stop herself from smashing her cunt into his face. But Bobby lifted his head, his mouth open. Marilyn moaned with delight when her son sucked at her hairy cunt lips, his tongue licking along the juicy slit, from the very bottom to her clit. Then Bobby closed his lips about his mother's clit and sucked it, his tongue agitating the sensitive tip.
"Ohhh, Bobby! Oh, yes, baby!"
His hands held her ass tightly, and Marilyn couldn't stop herself from squirming her cunt into his face now. All that showed was his eyes, because his nose was buried into the soft hair of her pussy.
"Shove your tongue inside!" she said excitedly, squirming her cunt into her son's mouth. "Ohhh, baby, stick your tongue up my pussy! Ooooh, yes, fuck mother with your tongue! Ohhh, that's nice!"
Bobby was ramming his tongue in and out of her juicy cunt rapidly, his lips still sucking. The juices seeped from her cunt into his mouth, and he had to swallow often, but the taste pleased him.
Marilyn drew her feet forward until she was squatting in her son's face. She placed her hands at the back of his head, pulling his mouth tight into her steaming cunt. She began to grind, smearing his face with her pussy cunt, squealing with rapture. Her tits were very tight, her nipples throbbing with hardness. She kept staring down at her son's almost concealed face, finding such delight at seeing his face in her pussy.
"Ohhh, Bobby! Lick mother's cunt! Suck mother's cunt! Eat mother's cunt! Ahhhh, it feels so wonderful, the way you stab my pussy with your tongue! Make me come, darling! Make mother come and come and come! Suck my hairy twat, my hot cunt, my wet pussy!"
Bobby held her tight ass in his hands, his tongue darting in and out of the boiling depths of his mother's cunt. He sucked at the juices, swallowing them, his tongue dipping deeply for more. He licked at the inner lips of her cunt, sending wild tremors of ecstasy through her.
Wet sucking sounds came from his mouth as his tongue swirled in and out of her pussy, licking hotly at her inflamed clit. Marilyn wiggled her squatting ass into his face, grinding back and forth. When Bobby's tongue moved into the crack of her ass, Marilyn gurgled. She felt his tongue scrape over the tight pucker of her ass-hole, and excitedly she smashed her ass into his face. Bobby's nose penetrated her cunt, but he licked in a frenzy at his mother's crinkled ass-hole, hardly able to breathe.
With jerky movements, Marilyn began sliding her crotch back and forth at her son's face, rubbing her hot ass-hole into his mouth, then her fiery wet cunt. Back and forth she wiggled, pulling at his head.
"Poke me in the ass with your tongue!" she squealed. "Poke mother in the ass with your tongue, baby! Ohhh, yes, poke my ass and cunt and fuck me and make me come!"
Bobby shoved his tongue hard at his mother's ass-hole, and it penetrated easily. Marilyn squealed hotly as he stabbed his tongue in and out of her ass-hole, then she twisted backwards. His tongue pulled from her ass-hole and buried into her cunt again. She smashed her pussy into his face time and again, sobbing with pleasure.
"Ohhh, I love it, Bobby! I love the way you suck my cunt ... suck my ass-hole! You're going to make me come so hard and good! Eat me, Bobby! Eat everything! Eat my ass-hole ... eat my cunt!"
Shaking her naked, ass wildly, Marilyn lifted her beautiful face to the ceiling, her eyes squeezed tightly closed. She pulled her son's face as hard as she could into her cunt, and screeched as the orgasm exploded. Bobby's tongue stabbed as deep as he could force it up her convulsing pussy, feeling the strength of her orgasm, her hairy lips gripping his tongue and seemingly trying to pull it out of his mouth.
"Now!" she screamed.
Marilyn's hips twisted wildly as she smashed her convulsing cunt hard into her son's face. The rapture steamed through her, driving everything out of her mind except the sensations. Her cunt slipped and slid about her son's face wetly. Marilyn clung to the back of Bobby's head, smashing and grinding mindlessly, shrieking loudly.
Bobby was having trouble breathing. His hands fought with his mother's ass to hold her still. But she was stronger, and her orgasm was wild. He sucked and drove his tongue deeply into her spasming cunt, his cock standing up with such a hardness, he could hardly believe it. His mother was whipping her hairy, juicy cunt all about his face, pulling at his hair painfully. Every part of his young face was slippery with her pussy juices.
Screams boiled from Marilyn one after the other, her head thrown back, mouth open, eyes squeezed tight. Her tits arched and strained painfully, her nipples ready to burst. Her cunt was contracting and rippling with a series of orgasms that made it impossible for her to feel his tongue darting or his lips sucking at her cunt.
"Ohhh, I can't take anymore!" Marilyn howled, jerking her cunt up from his face, covering it now with her hands. "I can't come anymore! It's driving me crazy!"
Bobby sucked in air noisily, but his cock was throbbing and his balls were swollen. He turned his face and began to lick and suck at the creamy inner thigh of his mother, his right hand rushing down to grip his cock hard. He began to pound his fist frantically, up and down, lifting his hips to meet his fist.
Marilyn, her hips still twisting, glanced over her shoulder and saw her son beating at his cock with a frenzy.
"Let me!" she yelled, scooting her ass backward swiftly. She jerked her son's hand off his cock and quickly pushed his swollen cock head into her cunt. With a gasp of ecstasy, she slammed her hairy cunt down hard, sinking completely onto her son's prick. She began to grind and bounce frantically.
Then she stopped, her eyes going wild, her mouth ovaled in surprise.
"It's in my cunt!" she groaned.
"Yeah, Mother!" Bobby grunted, arching into her tightly.
"But ... I didn't want..."
"Fuck me, Mother!" Bobby urged hotly. "I've gotta get fucked now, Mother! Come on, fuck me!"
But Marilyn hesitated. She was just high enough, her thighs parted wide, so her son could thrust his cock up and down. She felt him beating his cock into her cunt, heard the wet smacking sounds. She felt his cock with every nerve of her cunt, even his swollen prick head sliding up and down the sensitive walls of her pussy. She wanted to jerk free of his cock, yet she couldn't move. Although she had just gone through mindless orgasms, the feel of her son's cock froze her in this position. Bobby was digging her thighs, his chin tucked down, his eyes hot as he watched his cock stabbing quickly in and out of his mother's cunt. He could see the pink flesh of her pussy clutching his prick, feel the wonderful wet heat of it sucking.
"Bobby, don't do...."
"Fuck me, Mother!" he shouted. "Fuck my cock! It's okay, Mother! I have to! I gotta fuck you! Help me, Mother! Help me fuck you!"
Marilyn knelt on her spreading knees, her son pumping wildly, his cock driving in and out of her cunt. The friction increased, blistering the tender lips of her cunt. Her clit was being scraped by her son's cock, and there was a fire growing inside her once more. She had not fully recovered from the rapture of her amazing orgasm against her son's face, and with the stiffness of his beautiful cock penetrating her cunt now, Marilyn could not resist.
She began flinging her ass about as her son pounded his cock up and down, his balls smacking hard at her curvy ass. With a wail that started low and husky, she clawed at her swollen tits and began to dance her ass up and down, meeting her son's cock with her own hungers.
"Give it to me!" she shrieked. "Ohhh, ram it to me, Bobby! Fuck me, baby! Ooooh, I'll help you! Mother will help you fuck that hot cunt! Go deep, Bobby! Ohhh, go real deep! That's it, honey! Mother will help you! Fuck me, fuck me good and deep!"
She stared down at his contorted face, her eyes so misty she could hardly see his features clearly. Every nerve of her naked body seemed to be on fire, alive. She vibrated with ecstasy. She felt herself growing toward another orgasm, and her ass whipped about in tight circles, always plunging up and down, her cunt gripping his cock with hot greed. She drew her feet back until she squatted above her son's arching cock, letting him fuck into her cunt as fast as he could. Then she began to bounce again, riding his cock with desperate plunges of her naked ass. The wet sounds smacked loudly as his cock penetrated deep and hard. The puffy lips of her hairy cunt were smashed time and again at the base of his cock. His balls seemed to crush against her ass-hole.
"Come, Bobby!" she screeched. "Ohhh, baby, come! You're going to make mother come again, too! Give it to me ... come in me! Mother's cunt wants it so much! Come, Bobby, come!"
Bobby was straining hard, gasping as his balls tingled and swelled. The wet heat grabbing at his cock was unbearable.
"Now! Come now!" Marilyn screamed, her cunt exploding with a powerful convulsion. "Ohhh, baby, my cunt ... mother's cunt ... I'm coming, Bobby!"
The gripping waves of her fiery cunt sucked at her son's cock. The velvety sensation around his prick was more than Bobby could bear. When he came, the come juice spurting forcefully, it doubled him up. His head and shoulders came off the floor as a wild cry exploded from his mouth. With her pussy flexing with ecstatic contractions, Marilyn grabbed her son by his shoulders and jerked him against her naked body. Unconsciously, Bobby filled his mouth with delicious tit, sucking wildly as his cock drenched his mother's greedy cunt.
Marilyn cried, tears pouring from her eyes as her pussy sucked the come juice from his aching balls. She was sitting on him now, her long legs wrapped about his hips. When her spasms ended, she felt his hands holding the cheeks of her quivering ass. His cock was buried inside her cunt, going soft as he relaxed. She remained sitting on him for a long time, hugging his shaking body tightly, kissing the top of his head.
"I've got to get up," she said in a whispery voice. "I must be awfully heavy on you."
"It feels good, Mother," he said, his breath hot on her tit.
"But I have to get up, anyway," Marilyn murmured, and lifted herself from his lap. Her cunt seemed to squeeze at his cock, reluctant to let it go. She stood up, closing her legs, looking down into his glowing, happy face.
"That wasn't suppose to have happened," she said softly.
"I'm sure glad it did, Mother," he replied, a grin on his face.
"I'm sure you are," Marilyn answered, and left her son sitting there as she went to the bathroom, the urge to be alone with her thoughts driving her from his view.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Marilyn had confused thoughts about fucking her son.
She had, somehow, justified sucking his cock and taking him into her ass was not really fucking. But letting her son fuck her cunt was fucking. The thoughts didn't make any sense to her. She remembered how her friends in school had told of giving hand jobs to boyfriends, and letting them use their fingers on them. They had not called that fucking, either. Yet when you fondled another person's cock and balls, let them play with your cunt, what was it then? Fucking was just a name.
When she came out of the bathroom, she avoided looking at her son, who was still sitting on the blanket. She entered the small bedroom, feeling shy, almost bashful now. Selecting a plaid skirt and tan sweater, she dressed. The shy feeling would go away.
As she brushed her hair, she had to smile at herself. Her husband called her cold, frigid. If he had been watching her lately, he certainly wouldn't think she was cold and unresponsive, she thought. Bobby said he was glad it happened, glad he had gotten his cock into her cunt at last. Marilyn wondered if she, too, was glad.
With a shrug of her shoulders, she felt her tits bobble gently inside the sweater. Yes, she told herself, I'm glad-I think.
She found her son at the lake with his fishing rod again.
It was late morning, the time he usually fished. According to his wisdom, fish would bite quicker at this time of day than any other. When it was hot in the afternoon, Bobby said the fish went to the bottom and refused to bite. Marilyn didn't know or care about any of that. She stepped off the small steps of the cabin and started toward him. She was halfway to the lake when she remembered she had not put on panties.
"Fuck it," she whispered. Then giggled. If only her husband could see her, she thought, amused.
Bobby turned. "You say something, Mother."
"No, not a thing."
Sitting at her son's side, she pulled her knees to her tits and rested her chin on them, hugging her legs with her arms. She felt like a teenage girl going through the aches of first love. It was a good feeling, and one she had never expected to feel again. Bobby, she saw, wore jeans, but was bare-chested. Her eyes lowered to his crotch, and was rewarded to see the nice lump his cock and balls made there. An itching started in her palm, an itch to touch and feel them. Her cunt sucked inward and started getting wet, her clit reacting by straining outward.
Bobby's fishing rod was held by some kind of device, leaving his hands free. He sat cross-legged, gazing at the smooth surface of the lake. She noticed he was trembling slightly. Sliding her arm about his back, Marilyn hugged him. When this didn't get a response from Bobby, she slipped her hand up his bare flesh and around his shoulders, pulling his head onto her tits. Straightening her one leg, but leaving the other bent, she turned her son's face until she could rub her sweatered nipple at his mouth.
"What's wrong, honey?" she asked.
Bobby looked up at her. "I thought you didn't wanna do it with me any more, Mother."
"Do what, baby?"
"You know," he said. "Fuck me."
"Why did you think that?"
"I don't know. You just acted that way last night."
Marilyn caressed his smooth, young flesh, turning his mouth to her protruding nipple.
"I'm sorry, Bobby," she murmured. "I had a lot to think about. I didn't mean for you to think I wanted to stop."
"You don't wanna stop, Mother?" he said, and she was delighted with the eagerness in his voice.
She hugged him against her tit.
"No, I don't want to stop," she said against the top of his head. "I want to fuck again, in fact. I want to fuck you right now, fuck you all the time, fuck you every day and every night."
Bobby swung his arm about her and hugged, drawing her nipple, sweater and all, into his mouth eagerly. Marilyn watched his other hand crush at her knee, then slip under her skirt. His hand moved along her creamy thigh lightly, up and down.
"Lift my sweater," she whispered.
Bobby's hand left her thigh and shoved her sweater up. He moved it to his mother's chin, gazing at her flawlessly shaped tits. Her nipples were rubbery with hardness, each tipping upward. With a soft moan, he began to mouth his mother's tits, sucking each in turn. His hand moved back to her thigh, sliding up and down the smooth flesh.
"I don't have panties on," she whispered, flinging her bent knee wide to one side. "I'm nice and naked under my skirt ... naked for you, baby."
Gurgling on her tit, Bobby scooted his hand up her thigh, his fingers toying with the soft hair. Marilyn twisted her ass on the grass, purring softly.
"Feel me, baby," she whispered throatily. "Feel mother up. Play with mother's cunt. Suck mother's tits and feel my hot pussy!"
Bobby's fingers stroked about her cunt, rubbing at her swollen clit, then touching her puffy pussylips. He traced the juicy outline of his mother's cunt with a fingertip, then moved it up and down the hot slit. Marilyn purred softly, writhing her ass as she held his head against her tits. Moving the tip of his finger up and down the fiery wetness of her cunt made Marilyn tremble with desire.
"Oooh, stick your finger inside, darling," she whimpered.
His finger moved into her cunt slowly and tenderly. When it was fully inside her pussy, he began to slowly work it in and out, fucking at her juicy cunt. Marilyn slipped her other hand toward his crotch, finding his cock swollen and straining inside his jeans. She rubbed it, purring softly and becoming more and more aroused.
She fumbled with his jeans, trying to get them open, to release his throbbing cock.
"Help me, baby," she panted. "I can't open your fucking pants!"
With Bobby's hand and her own, she got his pants open. Marilyn fished inside eagerly, pulling his cock free. Closing her fist about it, she jerked his cock, cooing as he stabbed at her cunt with his finger. Bobby sucked and licked at her tits, sliding from one nipple to the other.
"Let's do it!" she groaned. "Let's fuck, Bobby! Let's fuck right here!"
Bobby pulled back, watching his mother as she leaned backward, spreading her long, lovely thighs wide open. Marilyn jerked her skirt to her hips, her cunt gleaming in the sunlight, her pink pussylips shiny with wetness. Her tits lifted to the sky as she framed her hairy cunt with both hands, inviting her son's cock to penetrate it. Bobby knelt at her feet, his cock jerking up and down with readiness as he gazed at his mother's exposure.
"Take your pants off, baby," she urged hotly. "At least shove them down. I want to feel all of you between my legs!"
Hurriedly, Bobby shoved his jeans down. He tried to get them off his feet, but he was so eager he almost fell.
"Leave them there!" Marilyn groaned with fever. "Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck mother now!"
She spread her legs very wide, the wet lips of her cunt beckoning to his cock. She pulled her pussy lips wide open, lifting her hips. Bobby scooted between his mother's thighs, his eyes burning on her cunt, his cock jerking up and down, dripping already.
Marilyn held her cunt open with both hands, trying to see the lovely head of her son's cock as Bobby moved it to her pussy.
"Rub it just a little," Marilyn mewled. "Rub mother's cunt with the head of your cock for a minute! Rub at the slit!"
Holding his cock at the base, Bobby moved the sensitive head of his prick up and down, feeling the wet heat of his mother's cunt searing his flesh. He moved it from the crack of her ass, up her pussyslit, and when it touched Marilyn's swollen clit she gave a yelp and smashed upward, crushing her clit on his piss hole.
"Ooooh, that's wonderful!" she gurgled.
Bobby, pushing his piss hole against his mother's clit, began to pump on his cock.
"Ooooh, jack it, Bobby! Jack your beautiful hard cock! You can jack off all over my cunt if you want, but I'd rather have it inside, fucking me."
She wiggled her hips, lifting slightly. The head of his cock slipped into her cunt. The initial stretch of her cunt lips brought a sigh of delight from Marilyn, and she jerked her hips upward. Half her son's cock slithered up her cunt.
"Ohhh, shove it all the way!" she urged hotly. "I want your cock all the way in my cunt, baby!"
Bobby leaned over his mother's body, his hands on each side. He lunged forward, and his cock stabbed all the way into the tight heat of her cunt, his balls against her ass. Marilyn gave a sob of ecstasy, her cunt starting to clutch and flex about his prick. She strained against him, neither of them moving for a long time. The feel of his cock throbbing inside her cunt sent wild, hungry tremors through her. She clutched her son's shoulders with strong fingers, looking up at his young face with glazed eyes. Her mouth was slightly parted as she gasped with rapture.
Her hips moved, grinding slowly as her son pressed hard. She felt his hot balls rubbing at the crack of her ass, his cock throbbing sweetly inside her gripping cunt. She was certain she could make his cock squirt this way, by holding it deeply and letting her pussy lips squeeze and suck. But she wanted that thrusting friction, the unbelievable sensations of his cock sliding in and out.
"Fuck me, Bobby!" she whined. "Please, honey, fuck me!"
Bobby moved slowly, sliding his cock back and forth, drawing back until his swollen cock-head almost came free, then pushing back in. Marilyn's hips worked with him, meeting his cock with an upward thrust as he came down.
"Ooooh, it feels so good, Bobby!" she gurgled, churning her hips from side to side, gathering speed. "Your cock feels so good in mother's cunt! So very hard ... so long ... I love it in my pussy, darling! I could fuck you like this all day!"
Bobby groaned, his balls very swollen. "I don't think I can, Mother!"
"I know, baby," she whispered hoarsely, sliding her hands down his sides to hold his hips. "I know you can't. I can't either, but I'd love to fuck this way all day."
She widened her thighs and cupped the cheeks of his naked ass, pulling her son tight into her fiery crotch, his cock throbbing sweetly. She squeezed his ass, and began to move faster.
"Ohhh, yes, Bobby! I have to move ... I can't go slow any longer!"
Marilyn's hips thrashed faster, beating up and down. Her cunt rode his cock as she slapped her ass against the grass, holding the cheeks of his tight ass very hard. Bobby pounded his cock into his mother, unable to hold himself up with his trembling arms. He slumped on top of her, one arm going around her back, the other hand grabbing for one of her tits.
"Ohhh, baby, fuck that pussy!" Marilyn sobbed, grinding and thrusting at him. "Fuck mother fast! Oooooh, your cock burns my cunt up, Bobby! Ram it to me ... fuck my cunt!"
Burying his face into his mother's tits, Bobby banged his cock up and down frantically. Marilyn yelped with glee as his cock stabbed time and again into her cunt. She clawed at the cheeks of his ass, urging him to greater efforts. She drew her legs back, then with a wailing gurgle, shot her feet into the air, waving them about as she used the muscles of her flat stomach to hump her cunt up and down.
"You're so fucking hot, Mother!" Bobby gasped. "Your cunt is so fucking hot and wet!
Oh, Mother, it feels so good!"
"Yes, baby, yes!" she gurgled in agreement. Her finger moved up and down the crack of his flexing ass cheeks, tickling at his full, very loaded, balls. "It's wonderful! I love your cock, Bobby! I love how hard it is, the way you fuck my pussy!"
Bobby was stabbing as fast as he could, his cock racing in and out of her tight pussy. The wet sounds came to them, adding to the erotic thrills each felt. Marilyn shoved her hand down past his ass and gripped his hard balls. She squeezed them, pulling and twisting them.
"Do you like this?" she moaned. "Do you like it when I squeeze your balls, Bobby?"
"Yeah, Mother!" he grunted.
"They feel so full, baby," she sobbed. "My God, your balls are so young, but so fucking full! Ooooh, mother's cunt wants all that juice! My pussy is hungry for that juice!"
Bobby was grunting hard, stabbing frantically. His cock left her cunt every now and then, but seemed to have a perfect aim as he rammed back down. The sensation boiled through Marilyn's thrashing body. She drew her knees back, causing her cunt to be fully exposed to her son's pounding cock. The smashing of her cunt lips sent burning shivers up and down her flesh. Her clit seemed to be sliding up and down his hard, throbbing prickshaft, something she didn't remember feeling when her husband fucked her. But she felt hardly anything when he fucked her except pain and humiliation.
"Oooh, it's going to happen!" she squealed. "Ohhh, Bobby, it's going to happen! Oh, faster! My God, what a feeling! I'm burning up, baby! My cunt is on fire and I'm burning up!"
Bobby stabbed in a frenzy, sucking at one of his mother's tits now. Both his hands were holding the thrashing cheeks of her ass.
"Hold my ass!" Marilyn cried out loudly. "Hold mother's hot ass and fuck away! Oh, give it to me, Bobby! Hold my hot ass and fuck my hot cunt! I'm about to come! Ohhhh, I'm about to come so fucking hard!"
Her legs were now wrapped about her son, her knees near his armpits, her heels crossed at the small of his back. She squeezed the cheek of his ass in one hand, clinging to his balls with the other. Bobby rammed faster and faster, grunting and gasping with his mouth full of one succulent tit.
"Come!" Marilyn shrieked. "Ohhh, I'm going to come! My cunt is going to explode! Ooooh, harder and faster, Bobby! My cunt is on fire, burning up! I need your cock! I need your come juice! Squirt it in me! Give my hot cunt that sweet come juice, Bobby!"
With a scream, Marilyn came.
Her cunt grabbed in flexing waves of wet heat at her son's throbbing cock. Her cunt lips sucked and pulled as the convulsions shot throughout her body. Her thighs tightened around him as she came, her head bent back with wild screams of ecstasy boiling from her throat.
"Mother!" Bobby yelled.
"Now!"
The rapid squirts of his come juice filled her cunt. She felt his balls writhing in her hand, and she squeezed them, pulling and twisting as he sent spurt after spurt of hot come juice into her greedy cunt. The screams of her rapture continued, but there was no one around to hear. Her cunt seemed to devour his cock, squeezing at the spurting, creamy come juice like it was starved.
Marilyn thrashed about on the grass with a spinning mind, unable to get enough of her son's cock. Her cunt demanded more and more, yet Bobby had no more to give. She cried out with disappointment when she felt his cock starting to relax inside her throbbing cunt. She strained her pussy hard against him, whimpering in continuous need.
"Oh, baby, baby!" she cried, caressing the cheeks of his ass, pulling them open, squeezing them together. "I don't want to let you go. I want to keep you on me, your cock inside my cunt, all fucking day!"
Bobby was slumped on her, his weight feeling very good. She scissored her hot thighs up and down his hips and legs, enjoying the contact. She felt his cock relaxing inside her pussy, and then it was being squeezed out. She closed the muscles of her cunt in an effort to keep it there, but his cock slipped free, and dangled along the crack of her ass.
With a moan, Bobby rolled from her, sprawling on his back, his arms and legs wide. Marilyn lifted up on one elbow, grinning down at him.
"You love to fuck me, don't you, baby?"
Bobby nodded, grinning from ear to ear.
His cock glistened wetly, his young balls so precious. She ran her hand along his thigh, and cupping his balls, squeezed them tenderly.
"Mmmmm, it looks delicious," Marilyn murmured. "So wet and little. I bet I can make your cock hard again."
While her son lay on his back, still breathing hard, Marilyn leaned her face over his cock. The scent of him filled her nostrils. She pressed her lips to his prick, kissing it, tasting her cunt and his come juice on it.
"Mmmmmm, tastes wonderful," she whispered, moving her head upward and dipping the tip of her tongue into his belly button. She licked her tongue about his stomach, fondling his balls. "You have a very tasty cock, darling."
The tip of her tongue flicked across his soft cockhead, licking up the juices clinging to it. Rolling her tongue about in her mouth, Marilyn purred. She pulled his cock between her lips. Sucking hard, she stretched his cock up, her eyes dancing merrily at his face. Her tongue worked about his prickhead, and then she drew his cock completely into her mouth. The juicy taste of it sent a shiver through her body. On an impulse, she stuffed his balls into her mouth along with his cock, making a muffled giggle.
"Mother, I think you can make my cock hard again," Bobby said, running his hand through her hair.
Marilyn lifted her mouth, kissed his balls.
"I love to suck your cock, Bobby," she whispered. "I love the taste and especially when you come. When you come in my mouth, my cunt goes wild."
"Suck me off, Mother," he moaned.
"Mmmmmm, my pleasure."
Marilyn sucked her son's cock back into her mouth, using her tongue, working on it, teasing it into swelling again. She loved the way it felt growing between her lips, the hardening, the lengthening of it. She sucked up and down slowly, enjoying herself, knowing her son enjoyed it as much as she did.
Bobby's cock turned half-hard inside her mouth, and encouraged, Marilyn bobbed her face up and down, sucking with wet sounds of delight. She cradled his balls, rubbing and playing with them as she sucked. Then his cock was hard again.
"Mmmmm," she whimpered, sucking up and down, her lips tight. His swollen cockhead brushed her throat, sending tremors of lewdness about her creamy flesh. Moving her hand to her cunt, she began to rub at her clit as she sucked.
"Turn around so I can watch, Mother."
Without taking her mouth off his cock, she shifted her position so he could look between her thighs, see her fingerfucking herself and still watch her suck his cock at the same time.
Marilyn enjoyed being watched. Him seeing her mouth full of his throbbing cock, her cunt revealed as she played with it, seemed so lewd it was exciting. She drew one leg up and bent it at the knee, the way she had the first time she sucked him off. Using two fingers, she agitated her clit and sucked faster and faster on his cock. The desire to have his come juice gushing into her throat was stronger than before. She was finding herself insatiable these past few days. Not insatiable for cock, but her son's cock. no
Bobby's cock, so young and lovely, turned her on in a way she never felt before.
With her wet lips holding his cock tightly, she sucked up and down, wiggling her ass, pulling and rubbing at her clit. She kept her smoldering eyes turned to watch her son's face, watching him look between her legs then at her bobbing mouth.
"Mmmmm," she moaned as she sucked, taking his cock deep, her lips at the base. "Mmmmm!"
Bobby lifted his hips slightly, feeling his balls starting to tingle.
"Mother, you're gonna do it!" he gasped.
"Mmmmmm!" Marilyn's eyes flashed at him.
Bobby lifted higher, and she smashed her lips down at the base of his cock, her tongue pressing it to the roof of her mouth, his cockhead almost inside her throat. She jerked her hips, crushing her clit against her fingers.
"There, Mother!"
She didn't need to hear him when he came. The creamy gush of come juice spattered the back of her throat, and she swallowed wetly, her eyes going dreamy. She cupped her cunt with her palm, feeling her pussylips as she, too, came.
"Suck it, Mother!" Bobby groaned, spraying her mouth with his hot, creamy come juice. "Suck it and swallow it all!" ill
CHAPTER EIGHT
All her shyness was gone.
Bobby had taken to fishing naked, not concerned about clothing. Marilyn had not gone totally naked at first. She still had some inhibitions that lingered. They had been there a week now, since the night her husband had left. It had been a peaceful week for her. She was no longer surprised at her erotic responses with her son; she had, unconsciously, suspected she would respond in such abandonment to a tender and gentle partner. She had found this partner in her young son.
When Bobby started going naked, she enjoyed it. But she had to start in stages. First, she went topless, enjoying going about outside with her tits free and naked. Usually she wore shorts, but sometimes a skirt. There was something about wearing a skirt and having her tits naked that seemed more exciting to her than shorts.
Then she began wearing panties, nothing else. Her panties, mostly skimpy, flimsy affairs, showed most of her creamy ass cheeks, and the shadow of her cunt hair could be seen. Bobby loved seeing her wear the panties and nothing else. She always made sure her panties were pulled into the crack of her ass, into the lips of her cunt, with the thick hair of her pussy showing on the sides of her crotch.
Bobby was at the lake, as usual before noon.
Wearing a pair of skimpy panties, she walked down to sit with him. She stood at his side, waggling her hips and smiling at him. Bobby looked up between his mother's legs, grinning. Marilyn pulled her panties tightly into her cunt, her puffy pussy lips showing.
"Nice, Mother," he said, darting his face forward.
"Mmmmm, kiss it," she murmured as his mouth closed about her cunt. "I love to have my cunt kissed by you, baby."
Bobby shoved his hands up the back of his mother's thighs, cupping her creamy, tight ass, opening his mouth about her cunt. His tongue scraped along the lips, feeling her panties. He sucked at her pussy, tasting the wetness.
"Lovely, baby," Marilyn cooed, grinding her cunt into his face. "You sure have learned how to kiss mother's cunt in these past few days."
Bobby answered by squeezing the cheeks of her ass and sucking at the hairy lips of her pussy, sliding his tongue up and down the crotch of her panties. Looking down, she saw his cock lifting from between his legs.
"Ooooh, you're getting a hard-on," she moaned softly.
Bobby pulled away, grinning up at her. "Who wouldn't get a hard-on kissing your cunt, Mother?"
She squatted and grasped his cock, pumping it. She held her knees open, and Bobby fondled her cunt with his hand, sliding his palm back and forth, his fingers teasing first her ass-hole, then her pussy.
"You make me hot, feeling me up," she crooned.
"Look at what you're doing to my cock, Mother."
"I see, and it's beautiful."
She turned his cock loose, but remained squatting. She kissed his mouth licking at his lips from one corner to the other.
"Want to kiss my ass, too?" she asked.
Standing, she turned her back to her son, thrusting her creamy ass toward his face. Bobby made a low sound in his throat and kissed at the cheeks of his mother's ass. Marilyn gasped softly as his tongue licked from ass cheek to ass cheek, then down the back of her thighs.
"Ooooh, that feels very good, baby," she mewled softly, shaking her ass to excite him. "Lick me all over. Lick my legs and lick my ass and in the crack."
She pulled at the back of her panties when her son shoved his face into her asscrack. She could feel the hot wetness of his tongue along the inner smoothness of her ass cheeks, the way he swirled the tip at her panties. She began to vibrate with pleasure, drawing the seat of her panties away from her ass.
"Kiss my ass-hole!" she squealed. "Suck mother's ass-hole, Bobby!"
Feverishly, Bobby buried his young face into his mother's ass, sucking and licking at her crinkled assbud eagerly. He held her hips, his cock jutting out in hardness. Marilyn waggled her ass into his face, squealing with the shivering pleasure she felt.
"Taste me!" she gurgled. "Taste mother's ass, Bobby! Oh, lick up and down my ass crack! Lick my ass-hole!"
Bobby licked up and down, wiggling the tip at her puckered ass-hole, holding her thighs, pulling her ass into his face. Marilyn leaned far over, her hands on her knees, shaking her ass into her son's face. The sun was, as usual, hot on her flesh. Both she and Bobby had become tanned.
Marilyn's cunt bubbled and oozed slippery juices as her son licked at her ass-hole. When he pressed his lips about her ass-hole and sucked hard, she groaned, her cunt pulsating with fiery wetness.
"Suck it, baby!" she wailed. "Ohhhhh, yes, suck mother's ass-hole! I love the way it feels! Suck my ass-hole ... eat my ass-hole!"
Bobby panted heavily as he sucked and licked at the boiling crack of his mother's ass, his tongue flicking into her tight ass ring, fucking in and out, then using his lips to suck hard. Shivers of increasing ecstasy flooded Marilyn's body, her knees shaking.
"You keep sucking my ass-hole, baby, and I'll come! Suck my ass-hole real hard and my cunt will come!"
Bobby grunted, thrusting his tongue in and out of his mother's ass-hole faster and faster, his cock swollen, his balls hard and loaded.
Leaning over, her hands braced on her shaking knees, Marilyn could see her son's cock. He was on his knees behind her now, his tongue racing in and out of her ass-hole, swirling about it wetly. His prick strained from his body with delightful hardness. The sun glinted on a bead of juice seeping out of his piss hole.
"Ahhh, suck it, Bobby!" she whimpered, her ass grinding into his face. "Suck mother's ass-hole! Ohhh, that's so good, baby! Wiggle your hot tongue in my ass-hole! Oooh, shove it deep, Bobby! Tonguefuck my ass ... fuck me in my ass with your tongue!"
With her eyes hungrily staring at her son's cock, Marilyn twisted her creamy ass back, feeling her son's tongue slide in and out of her ass pucker. There was a swelling inside her body, and the pressure grew hotly in her cunt.
"I'm going to come, Bobby!" she cried out. "Ohh, make me come, baby! My cunt ... my ass ... I'm on fire, darling!"
Bobby closed his fingers into his mother's hips tightly, pulling her rounded ass into his face hard. His tongue slithered in and out of her ass-hole, the heat of his breath searing the base of her spine. Marilyn's legs trembled more and more. She was very close to coming, the hairy lips of her cunt puffy and throbbing. She wailed softly, her right hand sliding up the inside her thigh. She cupped her cunt, pressing hard, moaning. Her fingers rubbed harshly at her pussy while Bobby tonguefucked her in the ass. Finally, unable to stand much more, Marilyn agitated her inflamed clit with her fingers, smashing and twisting it, howling as the sensations increased, bubbling deep inside her pussy.
A moan came from her, a low, thick, animal sound. The moan grew in volume and then she was screaming. Her cunt was convulsing, her clit exploding. The orgasm sent spasms of rippling tightness about her ass-hole. Bobby felt as if his mother's ass-hole was sucking on his tongue, sucking it deep and trying to pull it far into her. He squeezed his fingers into her hips, holding his mother as she came violently.
On and on, the orgasm went, making Marilyn's body shake and tremble. She was no longer screaming, but sobbing with ecstasy. Her knees shook badly, her tits jiggled, her nipples rigid. The spasms of her cunt sent rippling waves of heat about her stomach. As her orgasm faded, she found her son no longer stabbing her in the ass-hole, but licking about the creamy inner flesh of her ass, lapping up and down her ass crack, the tip of his tongue touching at her cunt often.
"Ohhh, fuck me, Bobby!" she whimpered.
"Fuck mother now! Look at your cock! It's so fucking big and it needs mother's ass! Hurry and ram your cock to me, Bobby! Fuck me ... fuck me quickly!"
Bobby scrambled to his feet, still clinging to his mother's hips. Marilyn steadied herself, but her knees felt like rubber. Her panties were still drawn to one side, and Bobby didn't use his hands to guide his cock. Marilyn felt his cock head slide up her thigh, leaving a trail of wetness on her flesh. She held her breath as anticipation swelled in her. Her cunt sucked inward as his cock throbbed along her wet pussy slit.
"Where do you want it, Mother?" Bobby panted. "You want my cock in your cunt or ass-hole?"
"I don't care!" Marilyn hissed. "I don't care where you shove it. I want it ... anywhere!"
Bobby drew his cock backward, watching his cockhead slide up from her hairy, wet cunt, then slip along the crack of her ass. Marilyn felt his cockhead burning from the sensitive lips of her pussy and then over her ass-hole. Her ass shivered as her son slid his cock up and down.
But his cock was very hard and his balls were loaded. Bobby couldn't spend much time playing around. His need to find something hot and tight around his cock was intense. Placing the head of his prick against her crinkling ass-hole, he pressed.
"Ohhh, yes, baby!" Marilyn gasped as she felt the pressure on her ass-hole. "There! Shove your cock up mother's ass-hole!"
Her ass shoved back as Bobby pressed forward.
A wail came out of her throat when the head of his cock pushed past the ring of her ass-hole. She loved that stretching sensation when he first punctured her tight ass with his cock. As always, Bobby paused just as the head of his prick entered. Marilyn felt his cock throbbing with the sensitive ring of her ass-hole, then squirmed her ass back onto him, squealing softly. She enjoyed the way her ass felt so full, stuffed with her son's cock. Now she could take his cock into her ass-hole quite well. She wiggled her ass, her hot ass cheeks pressing at his flesh, her ass-hole gripping his prick with flexing tightness.
Her legs wobbled, her knees shaking.
"Ohhhh, Bobby, Bobby!" she sobbed. "I'm so weak!"
Bobby was moving his cock in and out, sliding slowly but deeply into her ass-hole.
"You're so tight, Mother!" Bobby gasped, jerking her hips backward, his cock going deep. "Your ass-hole sure is tight and hot, Mother!"
"I'm glad you like my ass, darling," she murmured. "I'm glad you love mother's tight ass!
Because I love your cock up my tight ass! Oooooh, baby, fuck mother in that tight, hot ass-hole! Pound your cock up my ass!"
But when Bobby started stabbing into her ass, Marilyn's knees wobbled dangerously. He rammed so hard and fast into her ass-hole, her feet moved forward in an attempt to keep from sprawhng on her face.
"Let me get on my knees," she groaned.
Without losing his cock, Marilyn bent her legs, going down on her hands and knees. Bobby followed, his cock gripped by her ass-hole. Once on her knees, Marilyn rested her head and shoulders on the grass, spreading her knees wide and arching her creamy ass up wickedly. The whole expanse of her cunt and ass-hole was available to her son now, to do what he wanted.
"Now bang me good!" she groaned.
Bobby, holding her hips again, stared hotly at the way her ass-hole clutched his cock. He rammed in and out, bringing gurgles of ecstasy from his mother. Marilyn waggled her ass with him, straining back as he came forward. The deeper his cock went into her ass-hole, the better it felt to her. His balls, although tight, brushed at her cunt, burning the swollen wetness of the lips. She groaned and whimpered with rapture, her eyes closed to savor the overwhelming sensations of taking her son's cock into her ass-hole again. The friction along her ass ring sent unbelievable tremors of fantastic ecstasy all the way to her jutting tits.
"So hot and tight, Mother!" Bobby panted, sliding his cock back and forth. "Your ass-hole is so fucking hot and tight!"
"You love mother's tight ass-hole, baby?" she asked, her voice hoarse with lewd emotion. "Do you love to fuck mother in her tight, hot ass-hole? Do you really love my ass, Bobby?"
"Oh, yes, Mother!"
Squealing in pleasure, Marilyn swung her lifted ass about. Bobby watched as her ass-hole gripped his cock, pulling it hard. He speeded up his stabbing motions, bringing grunts from his mother. Marilyn shoved her hands past her head, her fingers clawing at the soft grass as she sobbed with burning rapture. With her knees spread so wide, she couldn't wiggle and move as much as she liked, but it was delicious to just arch her ass up and feel her son fucking deeply.
Marilyn's panties kept sliding to the crack of her ass, and Bobby was constantly jerking them back out of the way.
"Tear the fucking things off me!" Marilyn squealed. "Just rip my fucking panties off, baby!"
With his cock halfway inside his mother's ass-hole, Bobby jerked and ripped at her panties. Marilyn's ass-hole squeezed and flexed on his cock as she heard the flimsy panties rip, then they were flung into the water a foot or so from them.
"Now fuck me good!" Marilyn wailed, shooting her ass against his stomach. "Fuck my ass real good, Bobby!"
Bobby began thrusting back and forth fast now, gasping with the effort, with the burning tightness of his mother's ass-hole. He made soft smacking sounds as he pounded into her ass. Marilyn sobbed and cried out softly, shoving her ass back each time he thrust forward, feeling his hard balls against her fiery cunt.
"Ohhhh, God, baby!" Marilyn yelped. "My cunt is burning up again! My ass-hole is on fire and my cunt is on fire and I love your cock fucking my ass! I'm about to come again, Bobby! Ohhh, yes, I'm about to come again! Fuck hard and deep! Ohhh, God ... I'm so close, so fucking close!"
Bobby's cock throbbed, swelling inside the depths of his mother's receptive ass-hole. His balls hurt with a painful ache, and he began to gasp hotly.
"I'm gonna come, Mother!" he shouted. "I'm gonna come up your fucking ass-hole!"
"Oh, yes!" Marilyn howled. "Fill my ass with that come juice! Spurt that sweet stuff up mother's fucking hot ass! Give it to me-now!"
With a groan, straining her ass back hard, Marilyn's cunt convulsed, making her ass-hole suck and squeeze at her son's cock. She cried out happily when she felt the squirting juices of his balls drenching the walls of her eager ass.
Bobby pulled hard at his mother's hips, his young face contorted with the agonized pleasure. His balls emptied completely into his mother's ass-hole, spurt after spurt. Marilyn was crying with ecstasy, clawing clumps of grass out of the ground as she waggled and strained her ass against her son. Her ass-hole clenched hard, milking his cock, demanding every delicious drop of his come juice.
When she felt her son's weight slumping against her ass, she scooted her feet back, stretching her naked body on the grass. The fingers of one hand were in the water of the lake, and her son rested on top of her, the head of his cock captured by her ass-hole. Her cunt kept throbbing with the tingling ecstasy of her fantastic orgasm. Bobby had gotten his hands underneath her, cupping her full tits as they panted, and breathing deeply.
After a long time, Marilyn whispered, "Bobby, you sure know how to take care of a lady, don't you?"
"I've got a good teacher, Mother," he said, kissing the back of her neck and squeezing her tits.
Marilyn wiggled her ass against him, feeling very drowsy.
CHAPTER NINE
"How are we gonna get out of here, Mother?" Bobby asked.
They were sitting in the large room of the cabin. It was night, but the moon was full and there was one small lamp on at the end of the leather couch.
"What do you mean?"
"We don't have a car," Bobby said. "Dad took it, remember? Are we stranded here?"
Marilyn smiled at him, running her hand up and down his young thigh as they sat close on the couch. Dinner was over and they had showered. They both felt relaxed and contented. Sliding her hand between her son's thighs, Marilyn fondled his cock and balls. She was forever feeling him up, it seemed, now that she had gotten over her shyness. But then, Bobby had trouble keeping his hands off her body, too.
She would be doing something around the cabin, and her son would sneak up on her, grabbing her tits, her ass, or sliding his hands between her legs to feel her cunt. At first, not used to such play, Marilyn was always startled, but now she expected it, anticipated it, wanted it. If her son didn't come up behind her and grab something, she wondered if he was angry at her, or coming down with a cold or something.
"When the time comes for us to leave, we'll find a way," she said. She cupped his balls, holding them in her hand, enjoying the hotness of them. "You're not worried about that, are you?"
Bobby grinned as he slipped his arm about his mother's shoulder, his hand sliding down to hold one firm tit. "Why should I be worried? If we stay here, I won't have to go to school."
"You'd love that, wouldn't you?" she giggled, squeezing his balls.
"Sure."
"Well, you may be one fantastic fuck, Bobby, but you're not a man yet. You're still a boy, and you've got a few more years of school ahead of you. I know getting all the ass you can handle makes you think you're a man, but you're not."
"Then how do we get back home?"
"Like I said, we'll find a way. I'm not in a hurry, are you?"
"Not me," he said. "I could stay here the rest of my life."
"As long as you have your fishing rod, food when you want it, and a hot fuck, you're satisfied. Maybe you are a man, after all. That's what most men want in life."
"What's so bad about that?"
Holding his balls in her hand, she placed her other on top of his, pressing his palm against her tit. "It's not so bad at all," she said. "But there are such things as getting an education, finding a job you like, you know."
"I'm satisfied right now."
"Of course you are," she laughed throatily. "So why ask how we're going to get home?"
"I just wondered, that's all."
"I'm not going to worry about it," she said, sliding her hand up from his balls to his cock. She closed her fingers around it and pumped slowly, twisting her fist round and round.
"Me, neither," he replied, dipping his face to her tit and running his tongue about her nipple.
"Mmmmm, this is more fun than talking," Marilyn purred as her son sucked her nipple into his wet mouth.
With her nipple in his mouth, one hand squeezing the firmness of her other tit, Bobby shoved his free hand to her knees. Marilyn opened her legs for him, and watched his small hand slide between them. The feel of his palm sliding up her inner thighs sent goose bumps of delight about her skin. When he cupped her hairy cunt, she trembled and cooed softly, gripping his cock harder than ever. She saw his cockhead bulge up from her fist, his piss hole opening wide, wet and gleaming in the dim light.
Bobby rubbed at her clit, feeling it swell into hardness under his fingertips. Marilyn pumped at his cock, watching his cockhead swell and bulge. She arched her tit into his face, mewling softly as the heat started building inside her pussy.
Scooting her ass forward with her legs spread wide, she whispered, "Finger my cunt, Bobby. Fingerfuck my pussy a little."
His finger slipped into her cunt, making Marilyn sigh happily. As he drove his finger in and out of her cunt, she jacked on his cock again, sometimes squeezing at his tender, precious balls.
She was being fucked in the way she wanted. Bobby was by no means rough and brutal with her, yet she enjoyed it when he got carried away and pounded his cock into her hard and fast. At those times, she didn't mind how brutal he became, because by then she wanted everything he could give her, any way he wanted to give it to her. She was experiencing the kind of orgasm she had only dreamed about, heard about. She knew she had this capacity to enjoy fucking. She had known it all the time. All it required was someone like her son, someone gentle and tender, to bring it out of her. And now she didn't mind how rough her son became. If only her husband...
She squeezed the base of her son's cock, drawing her fist up it, making his juices bubble around his piss hole. She ran her finger over it, smearing his smooth cockhead with his slippery juices. Bobby pumped his finger in and out of her cunt smoothly, sending shivers up and down her spine.
Pushing him away from her tit, she leaned into his lap, kissing his dripping piss hole. She darted her tongue out, tasting the sweetness of his juices. As always, the taste excited her. She closed her lips around the head of her son's cock, licking slowly. She felt him tremble beneath her face, and moved her hand to his balls. Holding his balls, she sank her mouth down onto his cock, feeling the hot hardness gliding past her lips. She swallowed his prick, the head brushing the back of her throat. For a moment she held his cock deep, twisting her lips against the base, lifting his balls to rub them at her cheek.
"Mother, let me suck you, too," Bobby said in a thick voice. "I wanna lick your cunt, Mother."
Marilyn pulled her lips up on his cock. She grasped it and jerked, looking into his eyes. Her own were glowing hotly. "At the same time?"
"Sure," he agreed eagerly.
"On the floor?" she asked, stroking his cock.
"Anywhere!"
"With me on top?" she asked, her voice taking on a teasing tone. "Or do you want on top of me?"
"I don't care," Bobby said, his finger sliding out of her cunt. She watched him lick at his finger.
"You like mother's cunt juice, don't you?"
He grinned, nodding his head. "I like your pussy juice as much as you like my come juice, Mother."
"Oh, but I love your come juice," she whispered. "I don't just like it, I love it!"
She slipped from the couch, sat on her heels and watched as her son sprawled on the floor, his cock standing straight up with trembling hardness. She felt the urge to sit on it, feel it inside her cunt. Opening her knees, she moved along his legs.
Bobby gazed at his mother's hairy cunt, seeing her wet pink pussy lips, her clit. He grasped the base of his cock and held it straight as his mother's cunt hovered above his swollen cockhead.
Marilyn mewled softly as she rubbed the fiery lips of her hairy cunt back and forth on the head of his cock. She pulled the puffy lips wide, scraping back and forth, feeling his piss hole on the tip of her clit. She rubbed back and forth, squealing softly with pleasure. Very slowly, she settled onto his cock. His cockhead penetrated her cunt, and she held her breath. She was thrilled with the initial stab of her son's cock, and held her pussy around the head for a teasing moment.
"Mmmmmm, it feels so wonderful!" she mewled, working her cunt down slowly on his prick. "I can feel everything ... how hard you are, the way your cock throbs."
Lowering her crotch down, she sat on her son's cock, her knees pressing at his sides. She leaned over and braced herself with her hands near his shoulders. Her tits dangled.
"Bobby, grab my tits!" she urged hotly. "Grab my tits and hang on, because I'm going to fuck your cock! I'm going to ride your hard cock with my hot cunt like never before!"
Bobby clutched at his mother's tits, his fingers squeezing. Marilyn cried out and began to pound up and down, bouncing on his cock. She stabbed herself in the cunt time and again, slapping wetly down onto his cock base. Marilyn gasped and cried out with soft sounds of delight as her cunt raced up and down, stretched about his cock. Her clit smashed at the base, sending jolts of sweet ecstasy through her body.
"Don't come, Bobby!" she gasped. "Let me fuck you, but don't come yet! I want to fuck you for a while, then suck you for a while! Oooooh, it's so good, honey! I love to fuck you!"
Bobby gurgled as he clung to his mother's tits, staring at the way her hairy cunt consumed his cock. Her pussy lips were very hot and wet. Marilyn tossed her naked ass about with wild motions, squealing and whimpering. Her eyes were slitted with the beautiful sensations she felt, her full lips parted as she panted and gasped.
"Watch my cunt fuck your cock!" she hissed. "Watch mother fuck your hard cock with her hot, wet cunt! Ooooh, you're so fucking hard and I love it, Bobby!"
She sat up. With her back straight, her shoulders pulled back, too, Marilyn began to grind lewdly on her son's cock, then leaned way back.
Bobby stared at her cunt as it gripped his cock. Her pussy hair-was thick, shaped like a fan, and he could see the pink lips of her cunt gripping his prick, the bulging of her clit.
Knowing her son loved seeing her, she held her hips up, twisting her crotch with the head of his cock inside her pussy. It was a bit difficult to fuck him this way, but she tried.
Without warning, she pulled her cunt off his cock. His prick came out of her pussy with a snap and flopped against his stomach. Marilyn laughed as he moaned.
"I'm not finished," she said, drawing her feet back underneath her. Squatting above him, she grabbed the cheeks of her ass with both hands, parting them as wide as she could. "Watch me take your cock up my ass-hole."
She held her ass cheeks wide open, moving her ass until the head of his cock scraped the pucker of her ass-hole. Lowering herself until she felt the pressure, she paused.
"Can you see?" she asked.
Bobby nodded, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "I see your cunt and I can see my cock on your ass-hole, Mother."
"Watch me take your cock up my ass-hole," she said softly, and lowered herself slowly. She made a whimpering sound as the pressure increased. The pressure felt beautiful to her, the way it had that first time she took his cock into her ass-hole. She settled slowly, watching his young face with smoldering eyes. Bobby stared as his mother's ass-hole stretched around his cock, and then come down on it slowly.
"So tight, Mother!" he groaned. "So tight and hot!"
"Mmmmm, beautiful!"
She sat on his cock with her knees bent up now, completely penetrated in her ass-hole. Her cunt pressed on his stomach just above his cock, twitching hot and wet. She sat there for a long moment, her ass-hole squeezing at his prick.
Then, to her surprise, she said, "What would you do if I decided to piss, baby?"
"What?"
A slow blush came over her beautiful face. She had startled herself by saying such a thing, but it must have been in her mind someplace.
"I don't know why I said that," she said in a very soft voice. "It's terrible!"
"I don't mind, Mother," Bobby replied.
"You don't?"
"I wouldn't mind if you did."
"I think we're crazy," Marilyn giggled.
"Who cares?" Bobby laughed with her, holding her knees in his hands, staring at her bushy cunt pressing on his stomach.
"You're right," she agreed. "Who gives a fuck if we're crazy?"
"I don't," Bobby giggled.
"Neither do I!"
Marilyn began to dribble piss from her cunt, her face burned with shyness, but it was so exciting, she didn't want to stop.
Bobby felt her hot piss but he couldn't see anything. Her pussy was smashed against his stomach.
"Let me see, Mother."
"Oh, this is horrible!" she replied, her face burning pink. "I've never done anything like this before. I've never even let anyone watch me piss."
"I wanna see!"
Marilyn had stopped dribbling. She felt the splash of her piss off his flesh, his cock throbbing powerfully inside her ass-hole. She couldn't stop herself from blushing, but she felt very excited, very lewd and wicked. Despite herself, she lilted her ass upward, the ring of her ass-hole still tight about his cock. She raised up until only the swollen head of her son's cock was caught inside her ass-hole. The thick curls of her pussy hair were wet with piss.
Bobby's eyes sparkled with pleasure as he gazed at his mother's cunt. "You'll be a mess if I do," she warned.
"I don't care, Mother. I wanna watch you piss."
Marilyn tried to relax. She had never pissed in front of anyone in her entire life.
"You're sure?" she asked in a small voice. "You're sure you want me to piss on you, Bobby?"
"Yeah, Mother!"
"I'll try, but remember, you asked me to."
She slapped her hands to her cunt, pulling at her pussy lips until her cunt was wide open. She managed to squirt a quick, short gush of hot piss. Bobby gasped as he watched, seeing and feeling it sear his flesh.
"Do it some more, Mother!" he said excitedly.
Slowly, Marilyn began to piss.
The golden stream came out slowly at first, then grew in strength. She held the lips of her cunt wide open, leaning her head forward, watching her hot piss drench his stomach. Bobby gasped with delight, feeling his mother pissing on him, her ass-hole clutching the head of his cock.
The stream came gushing in force now.
"Piss, Mother!" Bobby urged hotly. "Ooooh, look at your cunt! You're pissing! You're pissing on me, Mother!"
Marilyn's blush was replaced by a strange excitement. Pissing on her son with the head of his cock inside her ass-hole was wild and weird, but she loved it. Even the hissing sound of her piss excited her. She had never really listened to it before, but now it seemed very loud. Piss streamed about her son's stomach, running over his sides. She felt him trembling beneath her, and from the expression on his face, Marilyn knew they had found something else that excited them both.
"You like it, huh?" she giggled, stretching her pussy lips as wide open as she could, gushing hot piss with a force over his stomach. "You like to have me piss on you, baby?"
"Ohhh, Mother!" he gurgled, his cock throbbing. "I like the way it feels! Ooooh, my cock sure is hard!"
"I feel it!" she gurgled, her ass-hole clenching.
"I bet I'm gonna come!" he groaned, his eyes burning on her pissing cunt. "I bet I'm gonna come in your fucking ass-hole, Mother!"
"Do it!" Marilyn squealed. "Come in my ass! I'm going to piss and piss all over you!"
But that wasn't the way it happened.
Bobby grunted as his cock swelled, then sent a wild gush of creamy come juice into her ass-hole. With the feel of it spurting up her ass, Marilyn stopped pissing, the golden stream cut off quickly. With a cry, she jerked her ass up, the head of his cock pulling out. Before the next squirt spewed from his prick, she had it inside her cunt.
She rammed down hard, his cock deep in her pussy. She threw her shoulders back, clutching at her tits, digging hard into them.
"Oooooh, I'm coming, too!"
She didn't need to say it for Bobby to know. He felt her cunt grabbing at his gushing cock with tight spasms.
Marilyn didn't bounce, but smashed hard onto him, grinding her convulsing cunt frantically back and forth, squealing with intense rapture, her nipples bulging from her digging fingers.
As the devouring orgasm shot through her, Bobby's cock sent spurt after spurt up her starved cunt. As quickly as the orgasm came, it ended. Marilyn remained astride her son, his cock still in her cunt, going soft.
"I got it up the ass and cunt, both," she gasped, laughing. "I made you come in my ass-hole and cunt at the same time."
"Yeah, and you pissed all over me, too, Mother," he giggled naughtily. "You just wait ... I'm gonna get you back."
"You wouldn't, Bobby!" she exclaimed. "You wouldn't piss on your mother, would you?"
CHAPTER TEN
At noon the next day, Marilyn pulled her son into the small bedroom of the cabin.
"We didn't suck each other last night," she said. "We got tied up doing something else. I want us to suck each other now."
Bobby grinned at his mother.
Marilyn lay back on the bed, spreading her legs very wide. She had gotten up this morning, her cunt boiling. Her son, sleeping in her bed, had a beautiful hard-on, and she had to restrain herself from waking him up and fucking him before breakfast. He needed his rest, she decided, because she was fucking him so much.
Now breakfast was finished, and Bobby was back from his early morning fishing, catching three beautiful lake trout, which they would have for dinner that night. Neither had dressed, but both had showered. Their skin was tanned all over from going naked, and Marilyn had never felt happier in her life.
"Are you sure you don't have to take a piss, Mother," Bobby teased. "I mean, if you're gonna put your cunt in my face, I don't wanna take a chance you'll start pissing like last night."
"I don't think you'd really care, you horny little fuckface," she giggled, arching her hips up and running her middle finger into her cunt. "I don't think you'd care what we did."
"Probably wouldn't," Bobby said, "but if you decide to piss, give me some warning, okay?"
"Why?" she said, twisting her hips lewdly.
"So it would be a surprise," he said, climbing onto the bed with her. "You might catch me off guard and drown me."
"I'm taking a chance, too, you know," she replied.
Marilyn found she really wouldn't mind if her son pissed on her. Her erotic emotions had been developed to a keen edge in the past few weeks. She was, like her son, more than willing to experiment with different things to explore just how far they could go and enjoy it.
"Who's gonna be on top, Mother?" he asked, standing on his knees, his cock swelling up into a beautiful hardness.
"Me," she said, grabbing his hand and jerking him onto the bed. "I'm going to be on top, because if you decide to play some wicked little joke on me, I won't be the one who is drowned."
Bobby sprawled on his back, his cock standing straight up. Marilyn sat up and leaned over, running the flat surface of her tongue about his cock, licking at his piss hole.
"Mmmmm, dripping already," she purred. "Lovely. Just lovely. There's nothing so sweet as a hard cock dripping come."
Bobby jutted his hips up, driving his cock into his mother's mouth.
Marilyn squealed as she took it eagerly. At the same time she spread her legs over her son's face, her hairy cunt inches above his mouth. Slipping her hands underneath him, she clutched the cheeks of his ass and mouthed his cock hungrily, waving her pussy enticingly over his head. She felt her son's hand slide up her thighs, then close on the cheeks of her ass, pulling downward.
Marilyn spread her knees wider and settled her cunt into her son's mouth, feeling his tongue sliding into her cunt. She squealed with her mouth full of hard, throbbing cock, and began to squirm her cunt into his sucking mouth. Hugging his ass tightly, Marilyn sucked happily, gurgling deep in her throat. The feel of his tongue sliding in and out of her pussy at the same time increased her hunger, her pleasure. She loved the feel of his nose pressing against her ass-hole, the heat of his breathing.
"Ooommmm," she moaned, sucking off his cock and nuzzling it along her cheek as she kissed hotly at his hard balls. "Eat my cunt, baby! Oooh, such that hot pussy! Fuck mother in the cunt with your tongue! Now my ass-hole! Tonguefuck me up the ass-hole, then my cunt!"
Bobby complied, racing his tongue from his mother's cunt to her ass-hole, plunging a few times each. Marilyn squirmed her boiling cunt into his face, then her ass. Squealing with pleasure, she licked up the side of her son's cock, then gulped it deeply again. She pounded her hairy, juicy cunt up and down, waggling her ass, sucking with more and more greed on his cock. Her tits smashed at his stomach as she clutched the cheeks of his tight ass, lifting him up to her mouth. She enjoyed taking his cock
I deeply with her nose in his balls. She pulled at the cheeks of his ass, opening them and seeing the crinkle of his tight little ass-hole. Leaving his cock again, she shoved her face into his ass, her tongue licking wetly at his ass-hole, then swirling about his balls, and back to his cock again. All the time, her son was taking turns stabbing his tongue into her ass-hole, then her cunt.
Marilyn sobbed and cried out with muffled pleasure as they thrashed about, her cunt pounding into her son's face, her mouth sucking more and more wildly on his deliciously hard prick. The emotions flooded her being, the ecstasy swelling higher and higher. Both made wet sucking sounds, both were moaning with excitement. Bobby lifted his legs and squeezed his mother's head between them as she sucked powerfully on his cock. The desperation between them was obvious as Marilyn tried to smash her cunt into her son's face, and Bobby rammed his cock up and down, fucking into his mother's hungry mouth.
She devoured her son's cock with swift, short bobbing motions, grinding her cunt harder and with more frenzy into his mouth. Her cunt lips were swelling with excitement, and his cock seemed to become larger inside her mouth, the throbbing more powerful than ever.
The tingling burn of her cunt increased until
Marilyn wondered if it would drive her crazy before she came. Sobbing around his cock, she smashed her cunt frantically up and down, with Bobby hanging on tight to her churning naked ass. His face was smeared with the hot, slippery juices of his mother's cunt, the taste of it filling his mouth.
"Mmmmm!" Marilyn wailed about his prick, striving with all her power to make him come into her mouth. "Mmmmmm!"
Bobby shot his hips upward as Marilyn dived her face down, the head of his cock almost entering her throat. It seemed as if his tongue reached depths she had never known, wiggling about the satiny walls of her cunt.
"Come, Mother!" she heard him moan into her cunt. "Come in my mouth! I wanna taste your cunt juice!"
Marilyn beat her burning cunt swiftly into his face, grinding so hard and tightly, Bobby could hardly breathe. He clung to her dancing ass tightly, pulling and squeezing at her ass cheeks, his breath blistering her ass-hole.
With a muffled groan, Bobby's cock spurted.
Marilyn squealed wetly as his thick, creamy come juice flooded her mouth. Her throat started working quickly, swallowing hungrily, her tongue flicking and fluttering. As her son came off into her greedy mouth, Marilyn rammed her pussy hard into his face, her orgasming contractions starting. Her mind went spinning with the utmost ecstasy, her fingers digging at his tight ass cheeks as she gulped with wet happiness. Her lips and tongue sucked and drained his precious balls, the delicious sweetness of his come juice gushing and spraying her throat. She felt as if this orgasm was the greatest of all. Her cunt sucked at her son's tongue, her hairy cunt lips gripping with strong spasms. Her ass-hole seemed to be trying to suck his nose into it as she smashed brutally into his mouth.
At last, they began to come down from the excitement.
Marilyn held his cock in her mouth, feeling it relax and go soft. She licked slowly and pleasantly with her tongue, her full weight resting on top of him. She shivered as her son licked about the quivering lips of her calming cunt, taking a slow, gentle dart into it. Bobby ran his hands about his mother's creamy ass while they breathed heavily.
"God, that was wonderful," Marilyn whispered as his cock slipped from her mouth. "You came so fucking much, baby! You really loaded up my mouth! Mmmmm, you taste so fucking sweet!"
Bobby kissed the juicy lips of his mother's cunt loudly and wetly.
"You taste pretty fucking good yourself, Mother," he said. "At least, you have a tasty cunt!"
Marilyn giggled and started to lift her crotch out of his face, but Bobby held her in position. "Don't move away yet, Mother."
"What do you want me to do?" she asked, her voice small, her lips near his soft cock and balls.
"I want you to take a piss," he said in a low voice.
"Here, now?" she asked, hardly breathing. "But, baby, I have to turn around if you want me to piss on you."
"Piss where you are, Mother," he said, caressing the sweetness of her naked ass. "I wanna feel your piss on my neck."
"But, Bobby, I might...."
"Come on, Mother! Please!"
Marilyn pulled her knees upward, feeling a faint flush warming her cheeks.
"Be careful, then," she said.
She held her cunt a few inches above him. Bobby stared into his mother's pink cunt, his eyes glazed with anticipation. He held the cheeks of her ass with both hands.
Marilyn dribbled a little piss. It splashed against her son's neck.
"Like that?" she asked, her voice small.
"Harder!"
"But, Bobby...."
"Piss real hard, Mother!"
Marilyn let go with a strong gush of hot piss. It splashed across her son's chin, and then to her amazement, she felt her son pressing his face into her cunt as she pissed.
"Bobby! What are you doing?"
He didn't reply; he was twisting his face back and forth, rubbing it at her cunt as she pissed. The hot piss splashed across his cheeks and he held her ass tightly to so she couldn't jerk away. Marilyn had lifted her head with surprise, and found herself with a face being drenched with piss, too.
"Bobby!" she squealed.
A sudden tremor erupted inside Marilyn, and without thinking, she grasped the base of his cock and aimed it into her face. The wet heat of his piss sprayed about her beautiful face, and with a cry of perverse pleasure, she held her face near his cock, taking the full force of his piss into it.
Her son was making wet sounds as he rubbed his chin and his mouth into her cunt. Marilyn made a feeble attempt to stop pissing, but found she couldn't.
"Ohhhh, damn you!" she wailed.
She opened her mouth, lowering it on the stream of his golden piss, tasting it splash over her tongue and the back of her throat.
She pissed for a long time, spraying into her son's face as he kissed and smeared his mouth into her hairy cunt. Marilyn wasn't sure what happened to her, but she found her lips closed around the head of her son's cock, and he was pissing down her throat. She drank noisily, and with a wet, muffled sob, found her cunt clutched in a powerful orgasm once again. The contractions of her cunt stopped the flow of her piss, but Bobby didn't seem to notice. His tongue was darting in and out of her convulsing cunt wildly, and he kept pissing into her mouth. It was several minutes before either of them returned to earth.
Later, sprawled out beside her son, Marilyn stroked his cock and balls.
"Do you know what we did, Bobby?"
"Sure, Mother," he said, sleepily.
"We seem to be going wild, don't we?"
"I think it's fun."
Marilyn fell silent for a while, thinking about it all.
If it hadn't been for her son seeing his father's brutality toward her, then leaving this way, she might have missed out. She might have spent the rest of her life miserable, frustrated, being called cold and frigid and unresponsive.
It had taken her husband's leaving to open her up, and it had taken her son to show her the real Marilyn.
"I think I'm terrible," she whispered, nuzzling against him. "But I don't care. I'm enjoying you so much, darling. If we're terrible, then let's be as terrible as we want."
"Okay by me, Mother," he laughed.
She pulled her son on top of her, opening her legs wide for his cock to enter her cunt....
