It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged, for it is one of incest. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness-a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
HOT AND NAUGHTY MOTHERS is a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us-and the extremes to which it may drive us.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
The cock was long and fat and incredibly stiff, so swollen with blood that Janet thought it would explode. Before her eyes the massive, blue-veined shaft of cock meat pulsed and throbbed, quivering straight up in the air to slap obscenely against Pete's hard, muscular stomach.
Janet's pussy ached as she sat on the edge of the bed, facing the huge hard-on. Her most secret fantasies were about to come true-she was about to suck her own son's cock!
Janet slid her hands slowly up her teenager's bare, muscular, athletic thighs. She was so horny that her fingers trembled as she wrapped her right hand tightly around the swollen root of his prick meat. Tenderly she milked and jacked on it, pulling the loose flesh. A pearly drop of pre-cum oozed out of the head of her teenager's cock.
The feel of his hot, hard cock on her palm made a flood of pussy cream ooze out of Janet's swollen, curly haired cunt. She flicked out her tongue and eagerly licked the head of her son's hard-on, coating it with saliva. Then she popped the shiny-skinned tip between her lips.
His cock tasted like lightly-salted flesh, just as delicious as Janet had dreamed it would be. Ever since she'd given Pete baths as a little boy, she'd dreamed of sucking his cock.
And now it was hers, all hers. Stretching her lips to bursting around its thickness, she felt his prick throbbing deep inside her mouth. Janet squirmed her bare ass on the edge of the bed, fighting back the need to finger-fuck herself.
Instead she concentrated on just his hard-on. She wanted to give her son the best cock-sucking he'd ever had in his life. He'd remember his mother then-he'd always come back to her for more.
I love your huge cock, Son, Janet thought, as she gurgled and slurped and swirled her wet tongue skillfully around the heart-shaped prick tip. Pete sighed and pushed his hands behind her head, curling his fingers in her short, black hair.
His touch meant that her cock-sucking had made him horny. The mere thought of this made the wet need pound violently inside Janet's tight, hairy pussy. After she sucked her son's cockrod to her heart's content, she wouldn't let him leave her bedroom before he fucked her.
Oh, Son, thought Janet as she shamelessly sucked her boy's hard prick. The shaft was nearly as thick as her wrist, so fat that she could hardly wrap her lips around it. Her wanton hunger for stiff teen cock helped her fight back her gagging reflex as she pulled on the root of his prick and shoved the rosy knob past her tonsils.
Pete grunted and pulled her hair. Slowly he began to rock his hips, fucking his mother's mouth. Oh, fuck, he does love it, he does!, Janet realized giddily. Her cheeks flushed pink as she sucked his mammoth cock as hard as she could.
Up and down her head bobbed, meeting Pete's fuck-strokes. Her mouth was so wet that saliva bubbled out of her lips and ran down the corners of her mouth. Janet knew she presented an incredibly obscene sight with her wet mouth full of prick, but she didn't care. Nothing mattered except the impending explosion of her child's hot, milky cum.
The root of his prick was throbbing hard, bloating further with blood as the jism prepared to cum squirting out of his nuts. Janet tightened her fingers around the root of his cock. Her wrist ached as she beat his meat furiously.
More jism was seeping out of his dilated piss-hole and as Janet caught it up with her tongue she realized that Pete was going to shoot buckets of cum. Her clit tingled and burned and again she fought back the desire to rub it.
Instead she used her left hand to fondle his ball-bag. The twin globes felt heavy with spunk. Janet rolled them on her fingertips, attempting to loosen the load of thick, sappy jism.
She nearly choked as she stuffed her face with another inch of his cock. Her whole face was flushed purple now and she was breathing raggedly through her nose. God, how she loved sucking her son's hard-on! From now on she'd suck his prick every single day.
Then the huge cock started cumming.
The first shot vaulted out of his bone-hard, throbbing prick, shooting to the back of her mouth and sliding down her throat. Soon at least a pint of hot, milky prick juice was blasting out of her son's cock.
Endlessly it spurted down her throat, gushing across her tongue and shooting in white lashings around the inside of her mouth Janet sucked and swallowed as fast as she could, but she couldn't possibly gulp it all down. It bubbled out from between her cock-filled lips, streaming down her chin.
Finally she had to take her teen's cum-squirting hard-on out of her mouth. Janet wrapped both hands around his cock and jacked it furiously. The rest of his jism spouted all over her face and hair.
And still his cock stayed stiff as steel. Janet's cunt was throbbing like a heart. Panting and sweating, she stretched out on her back on the bed. Staring openly at her son's hard-on, she spread her slim legs.
"I said fuck me, Son! Oh, God, please fuck me! Fuck my pussy, fuck me hard!"
Janet woke up with two fingers crammed up her buttery pussy, stroking hard. She opened her eyes and looked dazedly around the bedroom. It was dark. She was all alone. It was the middle of the night.
It had all been just a dream!
Wide awake, she threw the covers to the foot of the bed, revealing her gorgeously lithe, naked body to the moonlight. Only a few laugh lines around her wide brown eyes betrayed her thirty-seven years. There was a special aura of innocence about her. No one would ever have guessed that she was so horny-or that she was dying to fuck her own son.
Janet cocked her knees up to her shoulders, spreading herself open as if Pete really were fucking her, as if his cock really were stabbing into her hairy cunt slit. The wet dream had made her cunt burning hot and it would only take Janet a moment to cum.
Janet whacked off her throbbing cunt hole as hard as she could. The flowering lips made wet, gurgling sounds as they clung to her pistoning fingers. Her clit ached and she rubbed it frantically with her thumb.
"Ahhhhh! Fuck mommy's wet pussy, Sonny!" Janet squealed. "I said fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt! Fuck the shit out of me! Oh, fuck, Son, it's pounding in my cunt!"
Janet squeezed her small, cherry-nippled tits with her free hand, humping her ass in the frenzy of a bitch in heat. "You're shooting your cum in me now, Son! Right up mommy's pussy! Oh, fuck, Son, oh, fuck! I'm cumming too! I'm cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
She came violently on her fingers for a minute straight, nearly passing out with the furious strength of her orgasm. Finally the sweating, naked mother took her hand from her pussy. Then she sighed and stared out the window into the backyard, thinking, all alone in the darkness.
The obscene craving to have sex with Pete, her only child, had been with Janet for as long as she could remember. During Pete's formative years she'd spent far more time than necessary giving him long baths in the tub, marveling even then at the development of his cock.
But the craving had grown much, much stronger after her divorce from George a year ago. The divorce had left her with the house, a car, and a generous child support settlement that made it unnecessary for Janet to work. But what it hadn't left her with was a solution to her growing lust.
God, did she ever want to fuck him, Janet reflected miserably. Pete was a real looker, a tall, muscular football star with a movie idol's face and tousled brown hair. Janet constantly had to stop herself from ogling the bulge in his blue jeans. He did have a big cock, she was sure of it. A nice, big, fat, throbbing ...
Janet moaned, feeling herself getting horny all over again. God, what was wrong with her? Did other mothers harbor the secret urge to fuck their own children?
Janet thought of her best friend, Cynthia Stratton. She smiled slightly, in spite of her lust. Yes, Cynthia could very well have that same problem, but probably in reverse. Cynthia was divorced, like Janet, and she also lived alone with her teenaged son, Bobby.
But Cynthia was blessed with the most mouthwateringly voluptuous body in suburbia, the kind of statuesque, big-titted figure that made men fall to their knees and drool. Janet giggled as she remembered the hysteria Cynthia had caused on the beach!
Yes, Cynthia probably did have an incestuous problem with young Bobby. But it was probably because Bobby was horny to fuck her!
Janet giggled again, imagining the rigidly moral, tight-laced Cynthia being forced to fight off her son's advances. It was easy to imagine Bobby hungering for a feel of his mother's huge tits. And the boy was a troublemaker, Janet knew. Cynthia often complained of all the mischief Bobby got into in high school.
Sighing, Janet pulled the covers back up over her and tried to sleep. Her last waking thought was the fervent wish that Pete would someday just come home from school, throw her on the floor, and fuck her cunt until she couldn't walk.
CHAPTER TWO
"Honestly, Bobby, it's so sweet of you to care for your mother this way," Cynthia sighed. "I just wish you'd act so kind-hearted in school."
"Aw, Mom, school's different," Bobby protested. "A guy's gotta have a chance to act up once in a while. But I'll always take care of you."
"Why, Bobby. What a lovely thing to say."
Cynthia smiled lazily and let her cheek rest on her folded forearms. She lay naked on her stomach in bed, the sheets pulled chastely up to her middle back to hide her rounded ass cheeks and the outer swell of her enormous tits.
Bobby sat on the bed at her side, lightly massaging her shoulders. It was late at night. When Cynthia had strained her lower back earlier that afternoon, Bobby had been amazingly quick to offer to take care of her.
Cynthia was subject to frequent back troubles; the doctor said it was an inherited trait. But Cynthia was sure it had something to do with the size of her tits. It seemed logical that the strain of carrying around so much extra weight on her chest might cause some problems.
Or maybe it was just tension. God only knew she had plenty to worry about. There was the loneliness following her divorce, and the unsolicited attention she received from men. Sometimes Cynthia wished she hadn't been born so beautiful, with such a voluptuous, statuesque body. She didn't feel like dating again yet but men propositioned her constantly.
And there was the strain of raising Bobby by herself, too. His concern for her tonight was very unusual, considering all the trouble he was always getting into. Every other week Cynthia got complaints from his teachers about truancy or obnoxious behavior. It was difficult to control the wild boy without a father to help.
"Am I rubbing you in the right place, Mom?" Bobby asked. "Should I go lower down?"
"Lower down would be nice," Cynthia replied lazily.
Before Cynthia could stop him, Bobby had pulled the sheets down to her slim, tapering lower back. Cynthia's cheeks flushed, but she decided not to say anything. Her back was towards him, after all. She hoped he couldn't see too much of her breasts. She could feel the weight of the enormous, creamy melons, sandwiched between her ribs and the mattress of her double bed.
"Is this better, Mom?" Bobby asked, rubbing her lower back.
"Very nice," Cynthia sighed. "Very nice."
Cynthia raised her head and extended her arm, reaching for the Pina Colada her son had made for her. Her head swam woozily with the movement. This time she paid attention to the drink as she took a gulp, and quickly wrinkled her nose.
"Bobby, this is awfully strong!" Cynthia said. "How much rum did you put in this?"
Bobby shrugged. "Sorry, Mom," he said innocently. "I guess I'm not very good at making drinks. Here, let me get you another one."
The drink was not her first one of the evening and Cynthia shuddered at the amount of rum she'd consumed. No wonder she felt so pleasant and sleepy!
A minute later Bobby returned with another Pina Colada. "Here, Mom," he said, handing it to her. "See how you like this one."
Cynthia took another gulp. "Bobby! This is nearly as strong as the last one!"
"Aw, Mom. I'm doing my best."
Cynthia instantly felt sorry for him. It was unusual for her ne'er-do-well son to behave mannerly, and that was just the sort of behavior she wanted to reward. She suppressed a sigh and took a long swallow, smiling at Bobby.
"But it's very good," she said. "Honestly, Bobby, it's so sweet of you to be this good to me!"
Bobby hung his head. "I was beginning to think you didn't like anything I'm doing."
"Oh, Bobby, I do!" Cynthia cried.
She took another long swallow to prove her point, finally returning the glass to the nightstand and her cheek to her folded arms. Bobby went back to kneading her lower back.
It only took a minute for Cynthia to realize she'd made a mistake. The rum went straight to her head! She could feel herself getting very woozy, and blinked her eyes to stay awake. This was the first time she'd ever been so drunk in front of her son.
"Okay, that's it for your lower back, Mom," Bobby said. "Time to turn over."
"Mmmmmm?"
"Turn over. I have to finish massaging you."
Cynthia started to turn over before realizing the consequences of her actions. "Now wait a minute, Bobby," she sighed. "Don't you think this is a little improper?"
"Aw, Mom, can't I do anything right?" Bobby pouted. "I mean, I'm trying to be good and everything, offering you a rubdown and everything ... "
"All right, Bobby," Cynthia sighed. "All right."
Flushing, Cynthia rolled onto her back, confronting her slim, dark-haired son. Bobby looked even younger than his years, with a round face and wide brown eyes. Those eyes were now even wider than usual. He was trying to act nonchalant, but this was the first time he'd ever seen his mother without a bra.
Cynthia felt the weight of her enormous, firm tits jiggling on her chest. The nipples were the size of silver dollars and a deep red. The large nipples with the rubbery tit tips protruded nearly an inch from the surface of her melons.
"Wow, Mom! You're really stacked!"
"Bobby! Don't talk that way!"
"Well, I can't help it," Bobby murmured. He began rubbing her shoulders, watching her huge tits quiver. "I mean, you're so pretty and everything. All my friends are always saying how nice you look."
A voice in Cynthia's head told her it was time to stop this. But she was very drunk, and she couldn't help being pleased by the boyish compliment.
Yes, she was pretty. She was thirty-four and didn't look a day over twenty-nine. Her long, lustrous blonde hair fell in thick waves to her shoulders, framing a face as beautiful as any movie star's. And then there was her body. It wasn't just the size of her tits, Cynthia knew. She had the long legs of a showgirl, a perfectly tight, round ass, and she hadn't put on an extra pound since her marriage.
Cynthia was so busy thinking about herself that at first she didn't notice the finger pressure on the upper slopes of her tits. Suddenly she looked up and saw that Bobby was massaging them, rolling his mother's lush, spongy tit-melons.
"Son, for God's sake!" Cynthia protested.
"I'm just giving you a massage, Mom," Bobby said innocently. "Come on. Just relax and enjoy it!"
"But Bobby! This isn't right!"
"Just take it easy, okay?"
He kept on rubbing her big, soft tits until Cynthia felt her fat, rubbery nipples stiffening. Bobby just went on rubbing her huge tits. Cynthia finally sighed and shut her eyes, letting herself drift off.
Why did she have to be so uptight all the time? Cynthia asked herself. Maybe Bobby would behave himself if she let him have his way more often.
"You look like you're getting pretty sleepy, Mom." He slid his hands to her waist and lightly rubbed her rounded belly. "Why don't you take a nap and let me do the work?"
"Mmmmmm," Cynthia sighed dreamily.
A few moments later she was fast asleep. Cynthia only dozed for a few minutes, but when she awakened her first thought was that she was very, very horny. It was as if a fire had been set in her pussy. Her curly haired cunt slit was dripping with fuck-cream, and her clit was hard, and the pouting lips of her pussy were puffy and swollen with desire.
Cynthia groaned and automatically splayed her creamy thighs apart, thinking in her daze that she was married again and her husband was about to give her a good fucking. Then she opened her eyes and saw the source of her horniness. Cynthia couldn't believe it!
There, sprawled between her legs was her son Bobby! Cynthia blinked several times, looking at the top of his forehead. She heard the lewd, kissing, smacking sounds and felt the pressure of his lips on her pussy.
"Bobby! Bobby!" Cynthia shook her head, trying to clear the rum out of her brain. "Bobby, what are you doing to me? Bobby, stop that!"
But Bobby paid so little attention that Cynthia wondered if he'd even heard. He held his mother's legs wide apart with his hands, rubbing his whole face over her juicy, thickly-furred pussy.
Bobby shot his tongue deep into her cunt-hole and Cynthia's enormous tits quivered as a tremble of raw desire quaked through her loins. Oh, God, her pussy was getting wetter all the time!
"No, Bobby!"
Desperately she pushed at his forehead, trying to close her legs. But Bobby was stronger and just went on licking and sucking and kissing his mother's pussy, gliding his tongue up and down between the puffy, glistening cunt lips.
Cynthia's' cunt was throbbing and she moaned as she felt her clit swelling and tingling, as if it needed a good licking too. Cynthia groaned and humped up her ass, thrusting her hairy cunt slit onto Bobby's face.
"No, Bobby!" she gasped, her voice weakening. "Please don't do this to me! I'm your mother! Please stop, this is so shameful! Stop, stop ... "
But she no longer did anything to push him away. She felt too drunk to move and her pussy was throbbing like a heart. How long had it been since her last fuck? Oh, God, how long, how long ...
Bobby stopped holding her legs apart-it wasn't necessary. He slid his hands eagerly all over his mom's tits, patting the sides of her ass cheeks and stroking her rounded belly.
Cynthia felt herself getting even hornier as he locked all ten fingers around her huge tits. This time Bobby made no pretense of massaging them. He just kneaded and rolled them like any other horny man, catching the fat, blood-swollen nipples between his fingers and making them even stiffer.
"Nuuunhhh! Oh, Bobby! Bobby!"
Cynthia's hands seemed to move as if they had a will of their own, cupping the back of her child's head. Suddenly she was hunching and grinding, her giant tits jiggling in Bobby's hands as she fucked her hairy, dripping pussy onto his face.
"Lick faster, Bobby!" she gasped, her voice breaking with shame. "Oh, it feels wonderful! Lick mommy's pussy! Faster, Bobby, faster!"
Bobby's tongue slurped up the pungent-smelling cunt cream as it oozed from the depths of her pussy slit. Her head swimming, the big-titted mother held the back of his head and feverishly humped his face. Then Bobby found her clit.
It was dark-pink and very swollen, protruding from the upper folds of her silky pussy. Bobby flicked his tongue over it experimentally. Immediately Cynthia bucked as if she'd been shot, furiously pounding her aching cunt onto his lips.
"Suck my clitty, Bobby! Suck Mommy's clitty!"
Bobby wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking hard.
Intense waves of raw sensation flooded Cynthia's overheated pussy. Desperately she locked her hands on his head and wiggled and bucked her ass, trying to make his tongue hit the most sensitive parts of her cunt.
Bobby puckered his cheeks around her clit, flicking his tongue across the very tip. Finally he slid his hand from her heaving tits. Extending two fingers between her shaking legs, Bobby burrowed them up into his mother's spasming cunt.
"Oh, Bobby!" Cynthia squealed. "Fuh-fuh-finger-fuck me, Bobby! Unnngghhhh! Oh, that's right! Awwwww, Bobby! Faster, jack me off! Make me cum!"
Bobby pistoned his fingers in and out of her juice-soaked pussy, banging his knuckles on the hairy opening of her pussy slit. At the same time he sucked madly on her clitty, pushing the tip back and forth with his swirling tongue.
The first thing Cynthia felt contracting was her asshole. The tightly-muscled ring throbbed and puckered, as if sucking around an imaginary cock.
Then her pussy was flooded with juice, spewing out so much cunt cream that her inner thighs were quickly soaked. Cynthia gasped and humped her son's face as hard as she could with her throbbing, burning, seeping pussy.
"I'm cumming, Bobby!" she cried. "Suck me, honey! Suck my pussy! Oh, Bobby! Mommy's cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Again and again her pussy throbbed. Cynthia was so horny that for a moment she completely forgot what a horrible sin it was for her son to be licking her pussy. She just reveled in the long, hard cum, humping Bobby's face again and again.
Finally she let her rounded ass globes drop back to the bed. Bobby lifted his head from between her thighs and stared at his mother. He didn't look ashamed of himself at all, Cynthia realized.
"Did you have a good cum, Mom?"
"Bobby, this is awful," Cynthia protested weakly. "You've made me so drunk. Oh, Bobby, I can't believe you'd want to do this to your own mother!"
"That's just why I did it, Mom!" Bobby laughed. "Shit, for as long as I can remember you've turned me on. I've always wanted to lick your hot pussy, Mom! And now I'm gonna fuck it too!"
Bobby rose to his knees between her spread thighs. Cynthia gasped and she finally saw what she should have noticed much earlier. While she'd been napping, her son had taken off all his clothes.
He had a lean, lightly-muscled physique, though he was still slimmer and smaller than average for his age. With his build Cynthia would have expected a small cock, but instead she saw an incredibly large tube of meat rising up from her son's crotch!
The rock-hard prick was at least eight inches long and as thick as her wrist, incredibly oversized for his slim, teenaged body. He had big, hairy balls too, and a cock knob that was fat and rosy and already seeping pre-cum.
"Like it, Momma?" Bobby asked, grinning. "It's a real whopper, isn't it? Man, it's going to feel awfully good up your pussy!"
"No, Bobby!" Cynthia squealed. "You can't fuck your own mother! No!"
But she was unable to take her eyes off his huge, stiff cock as Bobby moved between her thighs. His cock was as hard as a rock, the whole length twitching and jerking. It was as if Bobby's prick would start shooting at any moment.
In spite of herself, Cynthia felt her hairy pussy pounding with desire. She loved big cocks and it had been an awfully long time since she'd been fucked by one. Drunkenly, she watched as her teenaged son mounted her, his fat, cum-swollen cock head lolling before the sticky lips of her pussy.
"No, Bobby, please stop!" Cynthia cried. Her enormous tits jiggled as she made a sleepy effort to push him away. "Stop while there's still time!"
"Unh, unh, Momma," Bobby panted. "This time you're going to get fucked!"
Holding the root of his prick in hand, Bobby nudged the puffy knob between the pouting lips of his mother's cunt. Cynthia lifted her head to watch it go into her, unable to believe that she was now being fucked by her own son!
Her cunt was dripping wet and the first several inches of Bobby's prick slid easily up her tight, syrupy pussy hole. Then the size of her son's gigantic hard-on slowed his progress. Bobby stretched out on top of her, supporting his weight on outstretched arms. He had to buck and twist his ass to force his cum-bloated cock up his mom's tight pussy.
"How's it feel, Mom?" Bobby panted. "Shit, you got a tight pussy! It's sucking my fucking cock! Awwww, goddamn, Momma! Can't you feel my cock pushing up your sweet little cunt?"
Tears rolled out of her eyes as she saw she could do nothing to stop the unspeakable act of incest. She felt her son's hard-on boring deeper and deeper up her pussy.
"I'm so ashamed, Bobby! Please don't fuck your mother! Oh, no!"
But her son's prick was like iron inside her, and there was no denying the intense, throbbing pressure as he fucked it up her cunt. Bobby slid up her nakedness, changing the angle at which his cock speared into her pussy. Cynthia shivered as the new angle made his cock press directly onto her clit.
Then, all at once, she started humping. She hadn't willed her hips to move, but she couldn't help herself. Her huge tits quivered and swayed on her chest as she pumped her ass globes off the mattress, eagerly fucking her hairy cunt onto her son's prick.
"Do you want it now, Momma?" Bobby asked.
"Oh, oh, Bobby!" Cynthia's face flushed with shame as she gave in to the intensity of her fuck-urges. "Yes, fuck me, Bobby! That's right, fuck your mother! Fuck your mother's cunt!"
Bobby watched her tits jiggling, seeing how long and fat her nipples had grown. He braced his arms and continued to grind steadily between her thighs. More and more of his cock battered her pussy, stretching the lips of Cynthia's pussy wide.
"Fuck your mother, fuck your mother," Cynthia chanted. The obscenity of it all now seemed to turn her on more than any other part. She couldn't believe it-she was being fucked by her own teenaged son!
Then his prick was buried to the balls inside her furry, sucking pussy, every inch of its length throbbing and oozing. Bobby bent his arms and dropped on top of her. He trapped one huge tit up high enough so he could wrap his lips around the cap, sucking hard on the red nipple as he began to punch his hips in and out between her legs.
His big prick was fucking her pussy with long, slow strokes. Cynthia grunted as she felt Bobby's cock thrusting in and out of her gooey pussy and heard his lips slurping away on her nipple. She shuddered as she humped harder beneath him, thrusting her aching pussy onto his massive cock.
Bobby quickened the speed of his fucking. His cock battered deeper up her pussy, the knob pounding against her womb with every thrust. Cynthia's face contorted with arousal. Wildly she shook her head from side to side, unable to resist the pleasure of her teenaged son's tit-sucking and his pounding, pulsing cock.
She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, whimpering as that made his cock spear another inch up her buttery cunt-hole. Cynthia clawed his ass cheeks, hungering for more of his prick.
"Fuck me fast, Bobby!" she gasped. "Fuck me harder! Mommy needs your big, fucking cock!"
Bobby puckered his cheeks, sucking feverishly on her erected nipple. His hips jammed in and out between her spread-eagled legs, reaming out her pussy as hard as he could. Cynthia could hardly believe the furious intensity of his fucking. No man had ever fucked her with such energy before, not even her husband.
The bed springs creaked obscenely beneath them and their groans and sighs were punctuated by the obscene sounds of a gushing-wet pussy sucking on a huge, hammering cock. Cynthia's tits quivered and danced and her cunt began to suck and clasp uncontrollably around his prickmeat.
"I'm cumming, Bobby!" she squealed at last, humping her ass high. "Fuck your mother, fuck your horny mother! Unh unh unnnggghhhh! Cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Her wet, hairy pussy exploded in orgasm, the slippery folds throbbing and contracting around her teenaged son's cock. Bobby gasped and collapsed between her legs, ramming his quivering prick to the hilt up his mother's pussy. The long-suppressed load of cum-juice blasted out of his cock.
It spurted and sprayed heavily up his mother's pussy, coating the pink inner walls of her cunt. Cynthia was amazed by the amount of cream spurting into her. She lifted her head in time to watch it bubbling out of her hairy cunt-hole around his cock base, puddling luridly on the sheets.
And that one lewd sight brought home the incredible obscenity of the act she'd just committed. Her lust was fading and it was being displaced by shame. God, I actually fucked him, Cynthia thought miserably. I let my own son fuck my cunt!
"Oh, Mom, that was fantastic," Bobby sighed. He pulled his fuck-wilted prick out of her pussy and bent his head to give her stiff nipple another suck. "You are the best goddamn fuck, Mom."
Cynthia raised her arm and slapped his face hard. Bobby squealed with surprise and jumped off the bed. Blushing fiercely, the big-titted mother grabbed the sheets and covered her naked body.
"Get out of this room this instant! I don't want to see you again in here!"
"But, Mom!" Bobby protested. "What's wrong? What'd I do?"
"What did you do?!" Cynthia mimicked disbelievingly. "Bobby, you got me drunk so you could fuck me! Isn't that enough?"
"But you got off on it, Mom ... "
"I was drunk!" Cynthia shot back furiously. "I'm still drunk now, and you made me this way! Now get out of here! I'm so ashamed of you! And don't you ever, ever try to lay a hand on your own mother's body again!"
Bobby shrugged and left, shutting the door softly behind him. Cynthia sighed and stared at the ceiling for many hours before she was able to get to sleep.
CHAPTER THREE
The wet dream she'd had the night before, about sucking her son Pete's huge cock, had made it a very long morning for Janet. As soon as Pete left for school she went back to bed, rubbing and fingering her wet pussy to cum after cum.
But still she wasn't satisfied. No amount of jacking off could take the place of the real thing. Janet tried to get some housework done, but it was impossible when her pussy throbbed so hotly between her legs. Finally the horny mother realized she needed more masturbation. That was when she remembered her ex-husband's collection of pornographic magazines.
He'd left them behind when he left. There was a whole box full of suck-and-fuck magazines, in a cardboard box buried under piles of junk in her closet. Janet had only looked at them a couple of times but they'd always made her extremely horny. Now she wanted to see them again.
It took her almost fifteen minutes to push enough stuff out of the way to haul out the box and dump it on the living room couch. All she had on was one of her ex-husband's old work shirts and a skimpy pair of cut-offs. Pete wasn't due home from school for a while-no one would catch her.
Janet wiggled her round little ass on the couch and withdrew the first dirty magazine that caught her eye. It was entitled, simply enough, "Horny Fuckers." The full-color cover showed a man with a very big, stiff cock getting the knob sucked by a horny-looking blonde.
"Oh, shit," Janet whispered, as the cunt cream gushed into her furry pussy.
Staring at the magazine cover, she hurriedly unzipped her cut-offs and thrust a hand through the mass of curly pussy hair. She shuddered as she found her gooey pussy opening. It was open and hot and her stiff clit protruded at the top of the slit.
Janet was just starting to jack off when she heard the front door open. She squealed and took her hand out of her shorts, hurriedly zipping them up. But it was too late to put the magazine back into the box. Suddenly Pete was standing in front of her, tall and handsome. He was gaping at the magazine in her hand.
"God, Mom!" Pete exclaimed. "Where'd you get the fuck-book?!"
"Why, P-P-Pete," Janet stammered, dropping the magazine and blushing fiercely. Quickly she thought up a lie. "It's so ... so obscene, isn't it? Apparently your father left a whole box full of these awful things in the closet. I just found them for the first time a few minutes ago. Isn't it awful?"
"Hell, no, it's not awful!" Pete laughed. "I love hard-core!"
Her handsome son grabbed the magazine she'd dropped and sat on the couch beside her. Janet couldn't believe her eyes as Pete unashamedly began leafing through it, whistling as he looked at some of the pictures.
"Man, Dad had good taste in this shit," Pete chuckled brazenly. "Wow, would you look at the body on her!" Pete held, up one of the photos. "What a sweet little ass!"
Pete continued to leaf through the magazine, as if there were nothing unusual about looking at pornography with his mother. Janet's cunt ached with pent-up need as she shyly joined Pete in looking at the fuck-and-suck photos.
As usual, Pete wore a T-shirt and a tight pair of blue jeans. Now Janet could see something swelling down the inside of her son's thigh under those jeans. A long, fat, stiffening something. Pete was obviously getting a hard-on. The pictures were turning him on!
"Man, look at this one," Pete said.
Seconds later her son's cock was as hard as a rock, throbbing visibly under his jeans. Janet could hardly believe how unashamedly her son sat with her, with the huge hard-on. It was obviously every bit as big as she'd dreamed.
Janet's cunt was so creamy that she wondered how all the wetness stayed in her cut-offs. Her son sitting beside her like this, with a huge hard-on in his pants. Yes, it was time now. She had to seduce him.
"I see you like looking at your father's magazines, don't you, Son?" Janet asked huskily.
"Yeah," Pete grinned.
"Pete, when you look at photos like this, does your penis always get so stiff in your pants?"
Pete looked at his pretty mother, surprised by the brazenness of her question. Janet now stared openly at his swollen cock-rod, licking her lips.
"It's hard for me not to notice, Son," she went on. "I mean, you do have such a long, fat cock, don't you?"
Pete grinned boldly at his mom and his eyes wandered up her delectable thighs to the crotch of her cut-offs. Janet grew even hornier as she realized her son was ready for this too.
"It looks very, very big and stiff, Pete," Janet said. Her hand shook as she laid it on her teen's thigh, then slid it up until it touched the outline of his hot, hard cock. "Oh, my, it feels stiff too. It must really ache, huh, Pete?"
Janet sighed as she gave the massive prick a horny little squeeze. Pete dropped the magazine. His eyes lidded drowsily and his lips curled into a contented smile. God, he didn't mind the idea of fucking his mother at all!
"But Pete, you're such a handsome young man," said Janet, running her fingers lightly up and down the outline of his cock. "I'd think the girls would be crawling all over each other just to give you a little relief. Don't the girls just love to suck your big prick, Son?"
"Not enough, I guess, Momma," Pete sighed.
"Then would you like your mother to give you a blow-job, Son?" Janet asked breathlessly, squeezing his hard-on. "I know it's sinful for a mother to have sex with her child, but I can't let you suffer this way, can I? How would you ever concentrate on your homework with your big prick sticking out a mile in front of you? You might cum in your pants when you're supposed to be studying history!"
Janet pulled down his zipper, shuddering with passion. "So would you like that, Son?" she repeated. "Would you like your mother to give you a blow-job? Mommy loves wrapping her lips around a big, hard prick and sucking all the jism out."
"Oh, Christ, what're you waiting for?" Pete sighed.
Janet immediately slid off the couch and knelt on the floor in front of him. She was so horny that she was barely conscious of anything except the throbbing of her wet pussy and the outline of stiff prick in his pants.
She pulled his zipper down completely and undid the button of his jeans. Pete grinned and lifted his hips to help his mother slide off his pants completely, kicking off his sneakers at the same time.
Then he wore only his T-shirt. Janet knelt between his muscular legs, staring up at his ball-bag and jutting prick. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes opened wide.
His cock was at least nine inches long and incredibly thick. The nut-sac was huge and hairy and wrinkled, stretched by the massive size of the cum-congested globes they contained.
The underside of his cock was turned to her and it was really enormous. The thick tube seaming the underside of his cock rod was gorged to bursting with fluid. The shaft was pink and swollen hard, swelling outward into an enormous, purplish knob. The heart-shaped tip was shiny-skinned and big, luscious drops of milk-white pre-cum dribbled out of the cum-slit.
"Oh, Sonny," Janet panted lustfully. "What a beautiful, beautiful cock!"
Janet slid her fingers between his legs, digging tenderly into his ball-bag. That made her boy's hard-on twitch and jerk. Tightly she then wrapped her fingers around the blood-gorged root of his cock, barely able to get her fingers around it. She gave his cock an experimental tug. It responded by spitting out a frothing little drop of cum onto her hand.
"Oh, Son! Oh, sonny!" Janet's mouth was wide-open as she started beating her teen's cock meat hard and fast, racing her fist feverishly up and down the enormous stalk.
Pete groaned as his prick rod pulsed in her hand. He slid his hands into her short, dark hair, pulling her head onto his crotch. Janet whimpered as she flicked out her tongue, licking his cock head frantically, slurping up the pre-cum.
Janet planted a wet, slurpy kiss on the crown of her boy's hard-on. Pete sighed and humped his hips off the couch. Gradually Janet let her lips part, at the same time shutting her eyes so she would think of nothing but the big, hard cock-pole entering her mouth.
With only the knob resting on her tongue, his cock already felt so big that she had to stretch her lips wide to wrap them around it. Janet flared her nostrils for air, panting.
I'm a horny cock-sucker, she thought feverishly. Oh, fuck, I've got it now. All my dreams are coming true! I'm sucking my son's cock! I've got my boy's big, hard dick right in my mouth!
Janet puckered her cheeks sharply, making a loud suctioning noise as she clamped her lips around Pete's cock. Then she started sucking, swirling her tongue around the cock knob as she bobbed her head over his crotch, shamelessly fucking her face with her teen's huge prick.
"Ah, goddamn!" Pete grinned, spreading his legs apart. "Work out on it, Momma!" He pulled her hair and guided the movement of her bucking head over his lap. "God-damn, you're a horny cock-sucker!"
Janet was sucking her son's cock as hard as she could, and she could hear her own slurping, gurgling sounds of cock-sucking pleasure filling the living room. More and more hot, milky pre-cum oozed out of his piss-hole and she made sure to stab her tongue into the dribbling slit to taste her son's cum.
Pete's cock was getting bigger and stiffer all the time. Janet nearly choked on it in her shameless eagerness. She made herself hold back, keeping the first third of Pete's prick captive in her mouth.
Her cheeks flushed red as she sucked the meaty cock even harder, steadily puckering and bellowing her cheeks to increase the suction around his rod. Cum, Son, cum!, she thought wantonly.
Janet wrapped her hand in a tight circle around the aching root of his cock. She started beating his meat again, pumping her fist all the way up the shaft to where her lips gripped his prick.
Her left hand groped hungrily between his thighs, searching out his huge, heavy, cum-laden ball-bag. She rolled the sac on her fingertips, pinching the globes delicately, encouraging the prick juice to stream and squirt out of the puffy, spongy head of his sucked-off cock.
"It's gonna cum, Momma!" Pete gasped, his voice rising with desire. "Oh, fuck, oh, shit, can't hold my goddamn wad! Keep sucking my cock, Momma! It's gonna shoot out any fucking second!"
Janet's hairy pussy creamed with fresh juice as she anticipated gulping down all of her teenager's hot, sappy spunk. She made her throat open wider so she could really deepthroat his cock. Then her cock-sucking noises became much louder as she frantically began to hump her head up and down on his crotch, fucking her face with his prick.
"Cumming, Momma! Ah, ah, ahhhhhh!"
The first blast rocketed down her throat, coating the walls of her gullet with thick, viscous jizz. Then blast after blast of cum squirted out of his bloated prick head, shooting all around the insides of her mouth.
It was as if his prick would never stop shooting off. Janet concentrated on sucking and swallowing as hard as fast as she could. Again and again the creamy lashings spouted out of his piss-hole and again and again she slurped them down.
Finally his cum was over. Janet had a bellyful of jism. The sensation of contentment washing over her was more fulfilling than anything she'd yet experienced. Her lips smeared with traces of sticky jism, Janet took his cock rod out of her mouth and continued to jack on it, staring up into her boy's eyes.
"Was that a good blow-job, Pete?" she asked huskily.
Pete didn't answer, but Janet could see the lust in his eyes. A half-minute passed, and she continued to squeeze and milk and fondle his gorgeous cock. Then the mother realized his cock had lost none of its stiffness. Pete's huge prick was staying as hard as a rock!
"Oh, Pete!" Janet's cunt burned and itched as she studied the steely stiffness of the cock in her fist. "Darling, you still have such a big hard-on. You need some more relief, don't you, honey?"
"I want to fuck you, Momma," Pete whispered. "I want to fuck my prick up your sweet, little cunt!"
"Oh, Son, what a thing to say to your own mother!" Janet cooed breathlessly, as if she were ashamed of him. But at the same time she beat his meat much faster.
"Take off these fucking hot pants, Momma," Pete murmured.
"All right, honey," Janet purred. "If you insist!"
First Janet stripped off her shirt, showing her son her delicately curved torso and her small, firm, stiff-nippled tits. Pete responded by ripping off his T-shirt. Janet ogled his broad shoulders and muscular chest.
Wiggling her burning ass on the floor, Janet unzipped her cut-offs and started inching them down her lithe hips. Then Pete joined her on the floor. Janet squealed girlishly as her son grabbed her shorts and ripped them down her slim legs, leaving her completely naked. She shuddered submissively as the horny teen spread her thighs wide, exposing the dripping wetness of his mother's curly haired cunt.
"Shit, Momma," whispered Pete, running his fingers up the creamy trough. "Your pussy's really dripping!"
"Oh, damn that feels good!" Janet panted. She held her son's wrist and shamelessly humped her furry cunt onto his hand. "Fuck my pussy, honey! Mommy's so goddamn horny!"
Pete moved into position between her spread-eagled legs, his enormous cock throbbing and twitching. Janet reached up and directed the drooling head of his cock to her cunt opening. Her hand trembled with anticipation as she rubbed her burning cunt.
"Fuck it in me now, Pete!" she gasped. Hotly she lifted her feet high in the air, completely opening her cunt tunnel for his cock. "Fuck my pussy, fuck mommy's hot cunt!"
Pete humped his ass, stabbing his big prick into her. Anxiously Janet lifted her head to watch his cock going in, spreading her pouting pussy lips wide apart. Immediately she felt her cunt muscles working, clasping and suctioning around the entering stiffness of her teenaged son's cock.
"Oh, fuck, Pete, what a big one!" Janet gasped. She grimaced with pleasure and humped her ass off the floor, pumping her throbbing pussy onto his cock. "Push it in deeper, sweetie! Awwww, my pussy's creaming! My pussy loves your cock!"
Pete sighed as he sank down on top of her, crushing his mother's cherry-capped tits under his muscular chest. His hands slid down her slim waist, cupping her humping ass cheeks. He twisted his hips as he forced inch after inch of his cock up her velvety, juice-oozing cunt.
Janet squealed, wildly twisting her head from side to side on the floor, conscious of nothing except the rhythmic pulsations of her pussy around his cock.
"Give it all to me! Ungghhh! Fuck meeeee!"
Pete gasped with pleasure and buried all nine inches of his enormous cock into his mom's tight pussy. Janet thought she would black out. Never before in her life had she been so filled by a prick!
Her cunt burned as it reflexively milked the swollen, blue-veined cock-pole. Gradually the naked mother opened her eyes, becoming conscious of the fact that her son was now sprawled motionless on top of her, savoring the pleasure of having his prick up his mother's clinging pussy.
Janet wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders, and scissored her ankles together around the small of his back. She started humping again, harder than before. Relentlessly she pistoned her hairy pussy onto his stiff cock, initiating the grinding, in-out thrusts of a good, hard fuck.
"Fuck my cunt, Son, fuck my cunt!" she chanted. "Isn't mommy's pussy nice and tight and hot? Stroke my wet pussy, honey. Shoot your cum up my cunt!"
Her frenzied obscenities turned her son on even more. Slowly Pete slid out of her clasping pink cunt tunnel until only the spongy knob parted her pulsating pussy slit. Janet gasped as he again banged his balls on the crack of her humping ass.
"Fuck me, Pete, fuck me!" She wrapped her thighs higher and tighter around his back. "Fuck your mother! I need your cock, honey! Mommy needs to cum!"
Pete dug his fingers into his mother's quivering, bucking ass globes. Slowly he began the steady motions between her legs, stroking his long, blood-swollen cock in and out of her buttery pussy. His bulbous prick head seemed to batter deeper up her syrupy cunt with every thrust.
Janet grunted like a bitch in heat, raking her son's back and shoulders with her fingernails. "Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt! Ahhhh, goddamn, what a big cock you've got! Fuck me with it, Pete! Fuck me!"
Her cunt was juicing and burning around the stroking prick shaft. Pete felt the second load of jism clotting his balls. He held his mother tightly and began fucking her furry pussy much harder, banging his cock all the way up her velvety cunt with every thrust.
"Make me cum, Pete! Ahhhhh, I love your big cock!"
Frantically Janet pistoned her hips to meet his thrusts, relentlessly grinding and thrusting her pussy onto the stabbing sword of his cock.
Her horny, cunt-hungry son was fucking her as hard as he could, almost savagely ramming his huge, nine-inch cock into the gushing depths of her pussy. Janet felt the wet heat spreading through her loins, making her puckered pink asshole tingle and contract.
"I'm cumming, Pete!" she gasped, locking her legs high around his back and shuddering uncontrollably. "Fuck your mother, fuck your mother! Haaarder! Do it to me! Oh, Pete! Pete, I'm cuuummmmiiinnngggg!"
Her pussy creamed, releasing all her pent-up sexual frustration and incestuous hunger. The orgasm tore through her naked body, making her silky flesh goosebump and her pussy spasm on his big cock, even as the heavy cunt-cream flowed around his meat.
Pete buried his cock to the balls in his mother's cumming, throbbing cunt. In the middle of her cum, Janet felt the cock juice flooding into her pussy. It spurted and streamed out of her teen's swollen cock head, gushing deep inside her overheated cunt.
Janet pushed Pete off of her and lunged greedily for his cock. She popped the cum-spurting cock knob into her mouth, even as the wad he'd already pumped inside her began to dribble out of her furry pussy. Wantonly the mother started sucking as hard as she could, nursing out the rest of her son's hot, milky cum.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Suspended!" Cynthia cried furiously. "Suspended from school for the rest of the week! Suspended for making a pass at your history teacher! Good God, Bobby, what has gotten into you?"
Cynthia tromped on the accelerator pedal as the light turned green, making the station wagon's rear wheels squeal. Her hands shook on the steering wheel. She was furious.
Bobby slumped sullenly on the seat beside her. "Sorry," he mumbled.
"Sorry? You're sorry?" Cynthia exclaimed. "Bobby, do you have any idea how embarrassing it was for me to pick you up in the principal's office? Or to have to face Mrs. Grayson? God only knows what they think of you! It's hard to believe that you'd make sexual advances to a woman old enough to be your mother!"
Bobby grinned and Cynthia's cheeks flushed as she realized what she'd just said. She fell suddenly silent and they drove the rest of the way home without speaking.
Three days had passed since her son had gotten her drunk and fucked her. They hadn't talked about it. Bobby had tried to bring it up, but she'd curtly cut him off. As far as she was concerned the shameful incestuous episode was past.
And now this! Bobby was being suspended. That morning he'd snuck up behind his history teacher, Mrs. Grayson, after class. Mrs. Grayson reported that Bobby had fondled both her bosom and her crotch before she'd been able to break away.
I'm going to have to do something about this, Cynthia told herself as she parked the station wagon in the driveway. Silently Bobby and Cynthia walked into the house. Her son had been getting wilder and wilder since the divorce. She had to put a stop to it-immediately!
"All right, Bobby," Cynthia said as they walked into the living room and she sat on the couch. She patted the cushion beside her. "Over here, on the double. We've got some talking to do."
Sheepishly Bobby stood before his mother for a moment before taking the seat beside her. Cynthia's face flushed again as she caught herself studying his crotch. Ever since he'd fucked her, she'd had to force herself not to glance at the outline of his prick through his jeans.
"Now, Son, let's get the disciplinary proceedings out of the way first," Cynthia said icily. "First, for the next month your curfew is going to be eight o'clock, not ten o'clock. Second, I'm cutting your allowance in half."
"Aw, Mom," Bobby grumbled.
Cynthia held up her hand. "No ifs, ands or buts, young man. That's final. Now, why don't you tell me what on earth prompted you to assault Mrs. Grayson?"
"I didn't assault her."
"You made sexual advances to her, Bobby, and she didn't want you to. What else would you call it?"
Bobby looked embarrassed and stared at the floor. "She made me horny," he said softly. "She's really stacked, Mom. I just wanted to see if I could ... you know ... make it with her."
"So you just grabbed her," Cynthia interrupted. "Like the juvenile delinquent you're turning into. Bobby, don't you see how wrong that is?"
"I can't help it, Mom!" Bobby said as he turned to her. His expression was almost desperate. "Ever since I fucked you, Mom, I've been so goddamn horny all the time!"
"Bobby! I told you not to-"
"I can't fucking help it!" Bobby blurted. "I've been getting pretty sick of walking around with a hard-on twenty-four hours a day!"
"Bobby!" Cynthia's cheeks were pink and she suddenly felt very nervous. "Stop this obscene-"
"It's true, Mom! Shit, I jack off all the fucking time, I shoot cum all over my chest, nothing helps!" He sounded almost pitiful. "You turn me on so much, Mom! All I can think about is those big, juicy tits of yours and that sweet, tight cunt!"
"Bobby, how dare you-"
"I've just got to fuck your pussy again, Mom," Bobby groaned. "Or something. Anything! I just know I'm going to lose control of myself again if I can't get it on with you somehow, at least. I mean, you don't want me to get thrown in jail or anything, do you, Mom?"
Cynthia felt herself shaking. "So what you're telling me," she said slowly, "is that if I don't satisfy your sexual urges, you're going to make a disgusting, brazen pass at Mrs. Grayson or some other woman?"
"I can't help it, Mom! Jesus, I mean, look at my pants!"
In spite of herself, Cynthia glanced at Bobby's crotch. Her gasp was audible. Bobby had an enormous hard-on. It thrust down the inside of his pants leg and she could actually see the outline of the cock knob.
Cynthia's pussy creamed, suddenly and heavily, instantly drenching the crotch of her panties. Her mind spun with lust and shame and she struggled to think clearly. She didn't want her son to get in real trouble, she told herself. In spite of his errant ways she still loved him very much.
"All right, Bobby," she said evenly. "I, ah, think I see your point. Now what, exactly, would you like me to do?"
Bobby looked hopeful. "You mean-"
"It's horribly obscene," Cynthia said coldly. "But I can't have you attacking Mrs. Grayson again. What do you want me to do?"
Bobby's grin stretched from ear to ear. Hurriedly he unbuckled and unzipped his jeans, pushing his lean, boyish hips to the edge of the couch. Cynthia shuddered as he pushed the pants to his ankles and stepped out of them, leaving him naked from the waist down except for his shoes.
There, rising out of his ball-bag and cock fur, was her son's huge prick. The blood-packed, meaty cockshaft rose over his lean stomach, quivering stiffly. The rosy, shiny-skinned head already glistened with sappy pre-cum.
"Jack me off, Mom," Bobby whispered. "At least do that!"
Cynthia's cunt was very wet and her nipples protruded through her bra. This is awful, she told herself. But, at the same time she had convinced herself that this was the best way to solve her child's problem with his teacher.
"All right, Bobby," she sighed. "If you insist."
Cynthia frowned as she slid her hand up her son's thigh and, leaning toward him, wrapped her fingers around the root of his cock. Bobby groaned and smiled dreamily. Cynthia felt the insistent aching in her pussy as she began the hand-job, stroking her fist steadily up and down his big, hard cock.
"There," she said coolly. "Are you satisfied now?"
"Harder," Bobby gasped. He pumped his hips, fucking his cock through her fingers. "Oh, shit, oh, fuck, Momma! Jack my cock hard!"
Thick, milky drops of pre-cum oozed out of the crown of her son's prick, sliding down the shaft to lubricate her meat-beating fist. Obediently Cynthia quickened the speed of her stroking, staring intently at his cock. It puffed up in her hand, miraculously growing even harder.
"Is this how you want it, Bobby?" Cynthia said as she jacked her fist in a blur on his cock, going all the way up and down with each stroke. "Is this going to make you cum?"
"Mom, take off your blouse, okay?" Bobby whispered. "Please, that'll make me shoot, I swear it will. I won't try to touch 'em or anything. Just show me your juicy tits!"
Cynthia knew she would lose control of the situation if she went any further. But it was as if there were a separate voice inside her, urging her to heed her son's request.
"All right, Bobby," she said. "But this is just to make you cum as soon as possible."
Cynthia unbuttoned her blouse, shrugging it off her shoulders and dropping it to the floor. Bobby's big prick pulsed wildly at the sight of her enormous, spongy, milk-white tits stuffed into the bra. Cynthia reached behind her back to undo the clasp and her huge tits jiggled out as the bra joined the blouse on the floor.
"Oh, fuck, Mom! Oh, fuck, what a turn-on!" In his eagerness he jacked on his own cock for a moment. "Hurry, Mom, finish me off!"
Cynthia leaned over his lap, her mammoth tits hanging pendulously. Again she wrapped her fist around Bobby's cock, beating his meat as fast and as hard as she could. Bobby stared at her tits, watching them jiggle. It was obvious that his mother was now as horny as he was.
"God, it's big and stiff," Cynthia panted, ogling the cock in her hand. "Are you going to cum?"
"I need you to suck it, Mom!" Bobby moaned. "Please, oh, fuck! Suck my fucking prick!"
And for Cynthia that was the point of no return. She couldn't suppress the raw lust she felt. She moaned and swooped her head down, burying her face in her teen's crotch.
Cynthia didn't even lick and tongue his prick, as she usually did at the beginning of a blow-job. Instead she just opened her mouth wide and stuffed her son's throbbing cock as far down her throat as she could.
Her lips clamped in a tight, wet circle around the center of the cock shaft. Bobby shuddered and fucked his ass off the couch, thrusting his prick between his mother's lips.
Cynthia inhaled deeply, swirling her tongue around the puffy cock knob and slurping down the oozing cum juices. Then her cheeks puckered sharply, and her eyes closed, and she shamefully started sucking her son's cock as hard as she could.
Up and down her head bobbed over his lap, fucking her face feverishly with his prick. Never in her life had Cynthia been so hot. She craved the feel and taste of her teen's prick between her lips and the feel of his jism splattering into her throat and across her tongue.
She was sucking his cock very hard and the slurping, gurgling sounds of her blow-job were loud and obscene. Cynthia's enormous, stiff-nippled tits brushed Bobby's thighs. Bobby fondled one tit and his horny mother whimpered around his cock.
"Suck my cock harder, Mom!" Bobby gasped. He thrust his hands into her hair and guided the motions of her bucking head over his crotch. "Unh, shit, suck out my fucking jism! Goddamn, Mom, my cock's gonna cum!"
Cynthia wiggled her ass as she slurped on her son's delicious-tasting prick, grinding her thighs together in a wanton effort to stop the itchy heat pounding through her cunt. She could feel her stiff, swollen clit, horny and tingling with incestuous lust.
This is so awful, Cynthia told herself, even as she frantically licked the cum drippings off the head of her child's big prick. But the thought didn't inhibit her. Instead her pussy just got wetter. The fact that what they were doing was forbidden was turning her on.
Abandoning herself to the pleasure of the blow-job, Cynthia sucked her son's fat cock as hard as she could. The slurping, lip-smacking sounds grew louder as her circling lips gnawed and massaged the aching hardness of Bobby's prick meat.
Bobby grimaced and pulled at her enormous, creamy tit, tweaking the hard nipple. Cynthia flared her nostrils as she sucked his cock. Her hand tightened around the bloated cock root.
She started beating his meat furiously, tugging her fist from the base of his hard-on up to where her lips clamped around the shaft. Bobby muttered obscenities, pulling his mother's hair and humping his ass off the couch. Cynthia nearly gagged as he shoved more of his over-sized cock between her lips.
"It's getting ready to squirt, Momma!" the horny teen cried. "Shit, I want you to suck it out of me! Come on, Momma! Suck the cum out of my cock!"
Cynthia slurped and gurgled and sucked the prick as hard as she could. Greedily she alternated between squeezing his balls and jacking on the trunk of his prick, constantly tonguing and sucking on the purplish, cum-oozing cock tip.
"Here it is, Momma! I'm blowing my wad!" Bobby grimaced and inclined his head. "Ah, shit, what a load! Oh, fuck ... ahhhh!"
His stone-hard cock throbbed violently in her mouth, the knob twitching and jerking down her throat. A torrent of pearly-white, viscous cum erupted out of Bobby's ball-bag, spraying out in gushers.
As soon as the first blast hit her tonsils, Cynthia knew that she had never before sucked out such a huge load of cum. The rich, creamy spunk kept pouring out of her son's prick.
Cynthia felt her hairy pussy throbbing with desire against the crotch of her panties. She'd always loved the taste of jism and now she was swallowing the thick, salty cock syrup of her own son.
She could have spit out Bobby's cream, but Cynthia finally gave in to her cock-sucking passion. Her sucking sounds grew wet and obscene as she gulped the frothing goo. She didn't take her mouth away from her child's prick until she'd nursed out the last traces of his cum.
Bobby sat still as his mother shamefully returned to the upright position beside him, her huge tits quivering heavily as she embarrassedly wiped spunk off the corners of her mouth. For a moment neither spoke. Then the horny mother couldn't help noticing that none of the blood had drained out of Bobby's massive prick.
His cock was still as hard as iron. Cynthia realized that she had just committed an unforgivably shameful act with her child. The pretext of relieving his pent-up sexual frustrations was hardly a decent excuse for incest. But there was no denying how horny she felt, how wet and clammy her pussy felt in her panties. Secretly, without admitting it to herself, the big-titted mom now hoped that her teen would demand to fuck her.
Her hopes were realized. Bobby finally looked up at her, his eyes glistening with desire. Obscenely his giant cock continued to throb and pulse.
"Wow, look at my prick, Mom," he whispered. "I still got a big hard-on."
"I can see that, Bobby," Cynthia said, trying to make her voice as icy as she could.
"Yeah, Mom, but I guess it's still not satisfied," Bobby insisted. "Shit, it hurts to have a stiff dick like this! I guess my cock needs some more relief!"
"Bobby, I just ... sucked your penis for you," Cynthia whispered, embarrassed to hear herself say it. "I can't believe you could want your mother to do anything more than that!"
Bobby grinned. "Now I want to fuck you!"
"Bobby!"
"Come on, Mom. I already fucked you before, so what's the big deal?" Bobby winced as his giant cock pole continued to pulsate over his belly. "Shit, you told me you don't want me chasing bitches like Mrs. Grayson! Come on, Mom! You know how horny guys my age are!"
Cynthia knew she should refuse him. Bobby had no right to expect actual cock-into-pussy sex from his own mother. But at the same time she knew she wasn't going to refuse him. Yet she still managed to delude herself, thinking it was all for her child's good.
"All right, Bobby," she said weakly. "I guess I'll have to let you fuck me."
Bobby grinned triumphantly and joined his mother in stripping. A minute later they were both completely naked. Cynthia's tits quivered as she slid off the couch. She blushed with shame as she stretched out on her back on the floor.
"Okay, Bobby. I'm ready for you."
"Spread your legs," Bobby panted as he slid off the couch and knelt before his naked, huge-titted mother. "Spread 'em just as wide as you can!"
Cynthia shyly splayed her long, lusciously-formed legs apart. She felt horny and ashamed as she realized her son could now see the hot cunt juices oozing out between the hair-fringed lips of her tight cunt.
"Shit, Mom, you're dripping!" Bobby sighed. "Damn, look at your pussy! You've wanted to fuck me all along!"
"Bobby, hurry up and get this over with! This is so awful!"
"No way, Momma! I want to suck your pussy a little first!"
Bobby dove between her tender thighs, burying his face on the hairy mound of her pussy. Cynthia shuddered and grimaced as she felt the pressure of a velvety tongue, stabbing into her cunt slit.
She didn't want her son to turn her on like this. She didn't want Bobby to make her lose control. But she simply couldn't restrain her lust when he sucked her cunt. Cynthia's nipples grew even stiffer with desire and she wiggled her ass, splaying her thighs as wide apart as she could.
Bobby stabbed his tongue deeply between the pouting, puffy, fur-fringed lips of his mom's cunt slit. Noisily he slurped up the pussy cream gushing out of her cunt tunnel, making Cynthia wiggle and hump her ass.
"No, Bobby, I don't want you to do this to me!" Cynthia cried.
But at the same time she humped her ass furiously, her enormous tits shaking back and forth as she fucked her burning cunt all over her son's face.
Bobby ignored his mother's words as he avidly tongued and sucked and licked her creaming pussy. His tongue delved higher up her sticky little cunt hole, finally sliding across her pink, glistening clit.
Cynthia squealed and bucked her ass up hard, grabbing her child's head with trembling hands. Bobby wrapped his lips around her aching clit bud. As he sucked it he jammed two fingers deep inside her clasping cunt.
"Oh, oh, Bobby! I can't stand it!" Cynthia moaned. "Stop licking my pussy now! Bobby, I want you to fuck my wet cunt!"
Bobby immediately stopped licking her pussy, rising to his knees between her sweating, spread-eagled thighs. He lowered himself on top of his horny mother, fitting the knob of his cock between the juice-slicked lips of her pussy.
"Bob-beee!"
An intense tremor of violent desire pumped through Cynthia's loins as her whole body thrilled to the sensation of her son's cock boring up her cunt. She raised her head to watch his cock pushing up her pussy, the meaty prick disappearing into her hairy cunt bush,
Bobby wiggled his hips, making his cock slam all the way up her buttery pussy. A second later he lay flat on her belly, his big cock jammed up her cunt to the balls.
"Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck me, Son!" cried Cynthia, completely out of control with passion.
She locked her legs around his waist and started humping her ass furiously, pistoning her pussy wildly onto the satisfying length of her teenager's cock.
"Jesus, Mom!" Bobby whispered. "You really are horny!"
"I can't help it!" Cynthia gasped, her face red with shame. "Oh, please, fuck my horny pussy, Bobby! My cunt's so wet! Fuck it, please fuck it! Fuck it with your cock!"
Bobby grinned and lay flat on top of her, crushing his mom's enormous, stiff-nippled tits. Then he started fucking her hairy cunt slit hard and fast, reaming out the gushing little cunt with long, steady strokes.
Dazedly, wantonly, she humped her ass to meet his fuck-thrusts, heaving her sopping-wet pussy up every time Bobby nailed his cock into her cunt.
Hard and fast, hard and fast ... Cynthia felt the wet need coursing through her loins, penetrating her body every time Bobby pounded his cock into her pussy. It felt like his huge prick was battering the very entrance to her womb. Cynthia was shocked to feel the fuck-sensations tingling even in her asshole, making the puckered ring contract and spasm.
Cynthia tossed her head mindlessly back and forth on the floor, her eyes shut and her face contorted. "Fuck me faster, Bobby! Unggghhh! Oh, yeah, oh, fuck! Fuck the shit out of me! What a big, fucking cock!"
Bobby pushed up one of his mom's huge, spongy tit-melons, dropping his head to hungrily suck the crimson tit cap. At the same time he fucked her tender cunt as hard as he could, violently plowing his cum-oozing cock into her humping cunt.
"I'm cumming, Bobby!" Cynthia screamed, raking his back with her fingernails. "Fuck your mother, fuck your mother! I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Her tight, juicy pussy spasmed around his cock. Bobby sucked her tit harder and dropped into her undulating belly, ramming his prick to the hilt inside her. In the middle of her orgasm Cynthia felt the second load of cum streaming out of his throbbing cock, filling her pussy with hot, milky spunk.
CHAPTER FIVE
It was nearly midnight. Janet paused before the door of her son's bedroom, breathing hard. The negligee she wore was the skimpiest she owned, a transparent, crotch-length thing that bared all of her slim, white thighs and made her cunt triangle boldly visible through the sheer fabric.
Her pussy was throbbing violently now, just as it had all afternoon and evening-ever since her son had fucked her earlier that day.
Pete had had to go to some sort of athletic practice and he hadn't been able to have dinner with her. But the light was on under his door now and Janet couldn't resist the opportunity for a late-night chat.
A late-night fuck, if Janet had anything to do with it. Her pussy pounded between her legs as Janet rapped on the door.
"S'open," Pete muttered.
Janet entered, shutting the door softly behind her. Pete was sitting up with a textbook on his lap, naked, the sheets bunched around his waist. He grinned at his mother and pushed the book to the floor.
"Catching up on your homework, honey?" Janet asked, blushing as she felt her bare tits jiggling under her negligee.
Pete stared happily at his mother's body as she sat down on the edge of his bed. "It's not important, Mom. What's on your mind?"
"Well, I think you already know, Son," Janet said huskily. "It's about what happened this afternoon. Don't you think it's something we ought to discuss?"
"I guess so."
"I'm sure you know how sinful incest is," Janet whispered. "Your mother might get in a lot of trouble if you ever told anyone about this. You won't tell anyone, will you, Pete?"
Pete grinned. "Hell, no, Mom. I really enjoyed it. Why would I tell?"
Janet wiggled her ass on the bed anxiously. Her cunt was throbbing again.
"I must admit, Pete, I rather enjoyed it myself. But it is considered so sinful. I just wanted to make sure you weren't feeling needlessly ashamed of yourself for having sex with your mother."
"No way, Mom! Like I said, I really got off! I really came buckets!"
Janet lowered her eyes to her son's crotch and gasped as she saw his prick tenting through the sheets.
"Why, Pete," she observed, "you have a big hard-on under there, don't you?"
Janet's hand quivered with lust as she pushed it impatiently under the sheets. She whimpered as she slid her fingers over his big balls and wrapped her hand tightly around the hugely-thick, hot, throbbing root of his cock.
"Unh, goddamn, that's good," Pete moaned. "Squeeze my prick harder, Mom!"
Janet pulled the sheets to the foot of the bed, completely revealing the swollen magnificence of her teenager's enormous prick. Lewdly she milked and stroked his cock, watching as translucent pre-cum oozed out of the tip.
"Your cock is leaking, son," she murmured dazedly. "Good lord, you have a big cock. I never would have guessed that my son could have such a big, stiff prick!"
Janet started jacking his cock hard and fast, staring intently at the swollen knob. Pete sighed and fucked his cock through her enveloping fingers.
"Son, I have something to propose to you," Janet panted. "I can give you this every night, if you'd like. If you promise not to tell. I certainly don't feel guilty about it. I love your cock, son. It makes me horny just feeling it!"
"Ah, God!" Pete gasped. "Fuck me, Mom!"
Janet restrained herself, still furiously pumping his prick. "Will you promise not to tell anyone, Pete?"
"Shit, I promise! Just fuck me, Mom! Get on top and fuck me!"
Janet pushed her fist to the root of his cock and dropped her head onto his crotch. Her pussy was creaming, but she couldn't resist giving the enormous prick one long, wet suck.
She sucked frantically for nearly a minute, making his cock even stiffer as she anointed it with her saliva. Then she popped his cock rod out of her mouth and quickly mounted her child. Janet straddled his waist, pausing to rip off her negligee as she planted her knees on either side of his hips.
"All right, darling," she groaned. "Now you can fuck Mommy's hot, juicy cunt!"
Holding his throbbing cock, Janet shamelessly directed the tip of his prick to her hairy, gushing cunt opening. Her tongue lolled obscenely out of the corner of her mouth as she rubbed his big cock head up and down her pussy furrow, brushing it on her clit.
Then she popped it securely between her cunt's pouting lips. Janet leaned forward, clutching Pete's shoulders for support. Pete's face was dazed with lust. Madly Janet started humping, thrusting and grinding her furry pussy down over his cock.
"Fuck my cunt, Pete, fuck my cunt!" she chanted. "Fuck Mommy's wet pussy! Fuck Mommy's horny cunt!"
Pete slid his hands over her taut ass cheeks, holding her slim waist for support. Powerfully he began to drive his ass off the bed, fucking his cock rod up her clasping cunt as his mother drove her pussy needfully down over his prick.
"It's going in, Pete!" Janet cried excitedly. "Ahhhh, Jesus, your big cock's going up my pussy! Anhhhh! Oh, fuck, you've got such a huge cock!"
Feverishly Janet humped her ass, but it was hard to take his cock the rest of the way. God, what a whopper, Janet thought, as she began twisting and thrusting her little ass, corkscrewing the remainder of Pete's cock into the innermost depths of her pussy.
"You're tight, Momma!" Pete held her waist and watched his nine-inch cock pole stabbing into her, its bloated thickness slowly disappearing into her hairy, juice-glistening cunt slit. "Unhhh, yeah, Momma! Your pussy's sucking my cock!"
She slammed her drenched pussy all the way onto his cock. For a moment the horny mom sat motionless on top of him, her little ass quivering. She savored the way it felt to have her tight cunt absolutely stuffed with her teen's enormous prick.
"Fuck me, Momma!" Pete sighed. "Jesus, my balls are so full! Make my cock cum inside your hot, juicy cunt!"
Her child's shameless obscenities spurred the naked mother on. Janet grimaced lewdly as she pulled her ass up, making her hairy pussy clasp juicily to the receding shaft of his prick. She paused with just the tip of his cock inside her, then dropped her ass again, forcing it to stab even deeper up her pussy.
It went in more easily this time and rammed farther up her pussy, the knob battering the very opening of her womb. Janet grunted as she now felt the pleasure throbbing in her asshole too. Rhythmically she started pumping her little ass up and down, hungrily fucking her aching pussy onto her son's mammoth cock.
"Good, Pete, oh so good!" she squealed. "My cunt's sucking you ... ahhhh, that's right! Oh, Pete, please fuck your mother now ... fuck me good, Pete ... Mommy needs to cum!"
Pete slid his hands down to her ass globes, digging his fingers lewdly into the rounded, peach-shaped cheeks. The bed squeaked under his hips as he started thrusting and humping, lifting his cock up to meet his mother's torrid fuck-strokes.
Janet gasped, her voice rising with hot desire. "Fuck your mother, sweetheart! Fuck your horny mother! My pussy's creaming, darling! Oh, fuck, sugar, mommy needs your cum!"
Pete worked his muscular hips faster, battering his blood-gorged prick relentlessly into the clasping, gooey sheath of Janet's pussy. Janet pushed her fingers through her cunt curls, feeling around her swollen clit.
Wantonly she started jacking off her clit as her son fucked her. The sight delighted Pete and he fucked still faster and harder.
Then mother and son were fucking in rhythmic unison. The frantic energy of their fucking was so great that the bed casters skittered on the floor. They could hear the lurid sound of Janet's gushing wet pussy as her pink little cunt-hole slurped juicily around Pete's cock.
She felt the spasms starting up deep inside her pussy, making the wet walls of her cunt contract and throb around her son's cock,
"Fuck your mother, fuck your mother! Unnggghhh! Ahhh, God, my pussy's creaming! Can't you feel it? Oh, sugar, my cunt's gushing all over you!"
Pete felt it. He grabbed his mom's ass and fucked her as hard as he could, his heavy ball-bag swinging between his thighs as he savagely reamed Janet's pussy.
Her pussy spasmed violently. The cunt juice spewed heavily out of her hairy cunt slit, coating her teenager's prick with a lurid sheen.
Janet thought she would black out with the intense pleasure of cumming with her son. But when it was over, Pete was still fucking fast and furiously up her ravished pussy. He'd obviously kept himself from shooting his load while she got off.
"I'm cumming too, Mom!" Pete grunted, wincing as his cock swelled to total stiffness inside her. "Unh, fuck! Goddamn, goddamn, here it cums!"
"No, Son! Don't!"
Abruptly Janet pulled her pussy off of his cock, swinging her leg to lift herself out of her son's reach. Pete moaned with frustration as his enormous cock, covered with his mother's pussy juice, pulsed and throbbed wildly over his stomach.
"Goddamn it, Mom! You know I was about to shoot! Why'd you stop now?!"
"Because I want more fucking tonight, honey," Janet panted back. "But not up my pussy. My pussy just can't take anymore. I want you to fuck my asshole instead!"
A lewd grin spread across Pete's face. His cock throbbed violently at the thought of invading his mother's puckered ass tunnel.
"Man, I'd love to fuck your asshole, Momma," he admitted. "But Jesus, it was a tight enough fit up your pussy! Do you really think my cock'll fit?"
"I'll make it fit, darling!" Janet climbed off the bed, rushing for the door. "Just sit tight now!"
Janet felt very excited as she hurried to the bathroom, opening the medicine cabinet and taking out the jar of petroleum jelly. When she returned to her son's room, Pete was lightly priming his huge cock with short strokes of his hand.
Janet threw him the jar. "Here you go, sugar! First get your cock all juicy then smear some more all over my hot little asshole! And hurry, honey! It's been so long since I've had a good ass-fucking!"
Janet sprawled on her belly beside her son, giggling as she wiggled her small, tight ass at him. Pete uncapped the Vaseline and withdrew a think hunk of the jelly. He smeared it liberally all over his fat, nine-inch cock.
Then he rose to his knees and crawled into position between his mother's thighs. Eagerly Janet reached behind her back to part her ass cheeks for him, showing her son her pink, hairless asshole. Pete withdrew another hunk of Vaseline and smeared it all over his mother's inviting shit opening.
"Get it in deep, sugar! Oh, God, I really need my butt fucked good tonight!"
Pete extended two fingers, shoving them into her asshole to coat the interior of her ass tunnel. Eagerly Janet flexed her asshole, giving him a preview of what her tight little ass would feel like around his huge cock.
"Okay, that's enough, Pete!" Janet took a new grip on her blushing ass globes and spread them even wider. "Now fuck my asshole, sugar! Fuck it good!"
Pete mounted his horny mother, his cock pulsating wildly. Janet shuddered as she felt the fat, spongy cock pushing onto her ass. Apparently Pete had fucked a girl's asshole before because he had no trouble nudging the tip of his cock securely into the tight, puckered ring.
"You've fucked a girl up the ass before this, haven't you, honey?" Janet whispered.
"All the time, Momma! The girls in high school just love getting their asses fucked!"
Janet started to giggle, but the giggle turned into a long, anguished moan as Pete thrust the first several inches of his cock up her asshole. It was, indeed, going to be a very tight fit.
She could feel her shitter stretching to the bursting point, forcibly accommodating the driving hardness of her son's cock. Janet's cheeks flushed with pain and she bit her lip so she wouldn't scream. But deep down she still wanted her asshole fucked very much.
"Is it too big, Momma?" Pete asked. "Does it hurt?"
"No," Janet lied. "Just fuck my asshole, darling!"
Pete clutched her hips and started humping slowly and gently on top of her, twisting his ass to work more and more of his cock up his mother's asshole. Janet felt her asshole itching and burning as it opened to accept his cock.
God, what a huge, huge prick her teenager had! Her ex-husband had fucked her asshole many times, but it had never stretched her like this.
The pain was quite strong now as Pete forced nearly two-thirds of his prick up her asshole. But at the same time there was the intense, pulsing pleasure Janet had anticipated as her rubbery asshole convulsively sucked and contracted around his cock.
"Fuck my asshole, Pete! Oh, fuck, oh, goddamnit! I want it all, darling! I love getting my asshole fucked!"
His mom's burbled obscenities spurred the young stud on. Pete fell heavily on top of her, spearing the remaining inches of his cum-packed prick into the juicy, sucking tightness of his mother's asshole. Janet grunted, overwhelmed by the size of the cock up her ass.
For nearly a half-minute the two lay motionless together. Janet's asshole was throbbing and Pete's prick was throbbing too, relishing the wet grip of his mother's asshole around his cock.
Then Janet started humping again, thrusting her aching asshole onto his cock. There was no pain anymore. It had faded away, as she'd known it would all along. Instead there was only intense, driving pleasure, as her asshole clutched and sucked and spasmed around Pete's big, beautiful prick.
"Fuck my asshole, fuck Mommy's asshole!" the naked mother cried.
Wantonly Janet thrust her hand under her belly, sinking two fingers up her hairy pussy. Frantically she began to jack off her creaming cunt.
"Fuck me fast, fuck me hard! Oh, lover, fuck your mother up the ass!"
Pete pulled his cock out slowly, moaning with the pleasure, then sank his prick rod all the way up her asshole again. He was amazed by how wildly she was humping beneath him. None of the high school girls he'd been with had loved ass-fucking this much!
Pete started fucking her asshole nearly as hard as he'd fucked her pussy. Again the bed skittered and creaked beneath them, and again the squish-squishing sounds could be heard as Janet's Vaseline-coated asshole sucked and squirmed around her son's pistoning cock.
"Haaaarder! Unnggghhhh! My asshole's burning, sugar! My asshole needs your cum!"
Janet bucked her ass like a machine, relentlessly ramming her wet, stretched asshole onto her teenager's cock. Pete fucked into her ass as hard as he could. His balls swung against her seeping pussy crack, overloaded with juice.
"It's gonna shoot, Mom!" he grunted. "Any fucking second! I can't hold it anymore! It's gonna squirt up your asshole!"
"I'm cumming too, Pete!" Janet shrieked. "Awwwww, fuck my asshole! Harder, harder, fuck it as hard as, you can! My pussy's throbbing too, darling! I'm going to ... going to ... unnngggghhhh!"
The spasms pounded suddenly and violently through her ass tunnel, ravaging her asshole again and again. Janet's hairy pussy creamed on her fingers and her clit tingled and pulsed with raw lust.
Her cock-stuffed asshole throbbed like a heart, sucking around her son's enormous prick again and again. Pete could no longer keep the wad in his balls. He collapsed onto his mom's beautiful body in mid-stroke, burying his prick all the way up her ass.
Just as she was recovering from the cum, Janet felt the cum squirting out of him. It blasted up her asshole in a long, sappy torrent, reaching all the way up her bowels.
Janet had never even known a man's balls could hold so much spunk. For nearly a minute straight the jism spurted, filling up her asshole and burbling out of her puckered ring to run down the crack of her ass.
Pulling his fuck-wilted cock out of her asshole, Pete flopped onto his side beside her, breathing hard. Janet giggled and immediately squirmed over so she could pop his cock into her mouth. It was filthy, but she didn't care. She shut her eyes and puckered her cheeks, greedily sucking his prick as hard as she could.
CHAPTER SIX
Bobby's big, fat boner, pounding her pussy-Cynthia shivered as she thought of it. It had been such an awful, sinful thing, and yet it had felt so good.
The water in the bathtub reached the upper slopes of her enormous, milk-white tits. Cynthia looked down at her nakedness, seeing her fat, stiff, rosy nipples. Looking between the twin melons at her rounded belly she saw the hairy mound of her cunt.
Her cunt felt hot and wet and open tonight, even in the bath water. It was horrible, Cynthia knew, but every time she thought of him fucking her, she got incredibly horny. Bobby had such a big cock for a boy his age!
Cynthia moaned shamefully as she slid her hands up her bare, lusciously-formed thighs. Bobby's hard-on, she thought, Bobby's big, hard cock ... lightly, guiltily she began to play with her pussy, massaging the lust-swollen cunt-lips under water.
The bathroom door opened in front of her. Cynthia gasped and immediately took her hand out from between her legs. Bobby brazenly entered the bathroom, dressed only in a pair of jockey shorts. Immediately Cynthia saw his huge, stiff cock pushing against the cotton fabric.
"Why, Bobby!" she stammered. "What do you think you're doing in here? How dare you come into the bathroom while I'm bathing!"
"I couldn't get to sleep, Mom," Bobby said. "I'm really, really horny."
Bobby stood beside the bathtub, staring unashamedly at his naked, big-titted mother. Cynthia blushed and made a half-hearted attempt to cover her lush curves. But her cunt had already begun to throb violently as she saw the size of her boy's stiff cock.
"Look at my prick, Mom," Bobby said. "Jesus, it's as hard as iron! I've got to make it with you again, Mom. I'll go crazy if I don't."
"Bobby, you're ... you're disgusting!" Cynthia sputtered. "How dare you talk that way to me! Get out of this bathroom!"
"Mom, I want to fuck your pussy again," Bobby insisted. "Please, Mom, at least let me lick your juicy pussy for you!"
"Bobby!"
"You said you were going to give me sexual release, Mom. So I wouldn't make a pass at Mrs. Grayson again. You don't want me to go around making passes at strange ladies, do you? I might get in trouble again."
Bobby knelt beside the tub, staring wide-eyed at his mother's enormous tits and her hairy pussy. He dropped his hand into the water, brushing his fingers across the taut, rubbery tit tip. Then he pushed his hand between her legs.
"Bobby, stop that!" Cynthia squealed, without pushing his hand away. "You can't just fondle your mother anytime you feel like it! You have to do something to control your sexual desires."
"I want to lick your pussy, Mom." Bobby pushed a finger up her hairy cunt slit under the water. "Oh, fuck, that feels good. Please let me suck your cunt for you, Mom. I promise to leave you alone after that."
"Oh, Bobby!"
Cynthia told herself that what she was about to do was only for her son's good. But deep down inside she knew it wasn't true. She'd been very horny when Bobby had barged into the bathroom and now her cunt was seething with passionate lust.
Cynthia pulled the bath plug, letting the water drain. Dripping wet, she climbed out and stood on the throw rug. Bobby was all over her immediately, kissing her neck hungrily, squeezing her spongy tit melons with one hand, probing for her pussy with the other.
"All right, Bobby, let me dry myself," Cynthia sighed. "You can have your way tonight. I'll ... I'll let you lick my pussy. Just let me dry off first."
Bobby's huge cock throbbed in his underwear as he watched his mother run the terry cloth towel over her voluptuous curves. Then he followed her wiggling ass as she walked naked into the hall. A second later they reached Bobby's bedroom.
Cynthia's cunt was pulsing like a heart as she climbed naked onto his bed, rolling onto her back. She blushed fiercely as she propped her shoulders onto the pillows and then spread her legs wide apart, revealing the hair-fringed fissure of her pouty-lipped pussy.
"Okay, Bobby. This is what you want, isn't it? I just hope you feel proud of yourself!"
Bobby groaned and jumped on the bed, immediately sprawling between his mother's spread legs. Cynthia stared at the top of his head as he applied his lips to her hairy pussy. A moment later her teenaged son was sucking her cunt, digging his tongue hornily into the juice-glistening depths of her pussy.
"Oh, Bobby. It's so horrible that I let you do this to me!"
Cynthia helplessly wiggled her ass as she felt the pleasures of having her pussy sucked course through her cunt. She dropped her hand, cupping the back of her son's head.
Her face contorted with shame and passion, Cynthia humped her ass more urgently off the sheets. "Oh, oh! This is awful! Lick my pussy, Bobby! Oh, God, awww, lick my cunt, Bobby, lick my juicy cunt!"
Bobby thrust his hand under his mother's hips, cupping the cheeks of her bucking ass. He slurped away at her pussy like a hungry dog, digging his tongue deeper into the swollen, open cunt slit.
God, he was a horny pussy-licker, Cynthia thought. She felt herself growing almost delirious with lust as the cunt-lapping continued. Her whole crotch burned and pulsed, seething with need for her son's tongue.
"Unnnggghhh! Oh, fuck, Bobby! Oh, fuck!" Cynthia's enormous tits quivered as she writhed beneath her pussy-hungry child. "Lick faster, Bobby! Ahhhh, fuck it! I just can't help myself! Lick my clit!"
Her clit was very stiff, protruding from the upper folds of her hairy pussy. Bobby wrapped his lips around it, puckering his cheeks and sucking hard. Cynthia humped her ass violently, humping her wet cunt mound all over her child's face.
Now even her asshole was throbbing and contracting, as the hot need built inside her. Cynthia clawed the back of her son's head and made the bed shake with the fury of her movements as she rhythmically thrust her hot cunt hole onto his lips.
"This is so awful, Bobby!" she moaned. "Oh, oh, Bob-beee! Finger-fuck my pussy, honey, jack me off!"
Bobby withdrew his hands from her shaking ass, unable to hold her ass still. He stiffened two fingers and slipped them between the furry folds of her hot pussy. Cynthia whimpered as she felt her cunt muscles clasping, welcoming her son's fingers into her creaming cunt hole.
"Lick my pussy, suck my clit!" she hissed. "I'm going to cum now, Bobby! Oh, it's awful! Suck your mother! Suck your mommy's cunt ... ahhhh, Bobby! Bobby, my clit's throbbing! Bob-bee, cuuuummmmiiiinnnngggg!"
Her pussy exploded on her son's mouth, throbbing and spasming. Cynthia shivered and worked her ass off the bed, fucking her son's face again and again. Bobby continued sucking her clit until the force of his mother's cum had rocketed through her loins. Then he slipped his tongue back into her hairy pussy and slurped up her cunt cream.
"Oh, Bobby, I'm so ashamed of myself," Cynthia panted.
Bobby finally finished cleaning up the pussy juice from the folds of his mother's cunt. Sighing with pleasure, he slid up her body and buried his face on her huge, jiggling tits. He wrapped his lips around one stiff, silver-dollar-sized nipple and sucked it hard, slurping on the rubbery tip.
Cynthia moaned with the pleasure of having her tit sucked and unconsciously stroked her teen's hair. For a minute they lay silently together, resting. Then Cynthia felt Bobby's hard-on throbbing against her creamy thigh.
"Bobby, don't you want to ... " Cynthia bit her lip and fell suddenly silent.
"Don't I want to what, Mom?"
"Well, don't you ... " She hesitated, her face flushed with shame. "I mean, I suppose ... I suppose you're going to insist on fucking me now, aren't you, Bobby? I mean, I can feel how hard your cock is. I suppose now you're going to insist on shoving it inside me."
Bobby stopped sucking his mother's tit and stared intently into her eyes. Guiltily Cynthia averted her gaze.
"Well? You want to fuck your mother now, don't you?"
"Yeah, Momma," Bobby whispered.
Bobby rose from the bed long enough to strip off his underwear, leaving him as naked as his mother. His enormous, cum-swollen cock wagged stiffly before him as he climbed back on the bed again. It rose at an angle from his ball-bag.
Her cheeks crimson, Cynthia spread her legs as wide as she could and prepared her pussy for the first, stabbing thrust of her teen's big cock. But Bobby just slapped her ass.
"Unh unh, Momma! Get on your hands and knees this time! I want to fuck you from behind!"
Cynthia moaned and quickly rolled into the dog-fucking position. Her enormous tits quivered over the bed as she dropped her shoulders and looked behind her at her son's throbbing cock.
"G-go ahead, Bobby," she whispered, wiggling her ass at him. "If you're going to be such an animal. G-g-go ahead and fuck my pussy, honey!"
Bobby grinned and held his cock in hand, staring at his mother's hairy cunt opening and the puckered ring of her asshole. He knee-walked forward until the tip of his prick nestled between the buttery lips of her burning cunt.
"Oh! Oh, Bobby!" Cynthia grimaced and clawed the sheets. Then she furiously began to hump her ass, shamefully humping her cunt onto the tip of her son's prick. "This is terrible! Fuck my cunt, Bobby! Fuck your mother's cunt!"
Bobby hunched over his big-titted mom, sliding his hands around her slim waist. He pushed forward, thrusting the first several inches of his stiff cock into her. Immediately he felt the wet pressure of his mom's tight cunt clasping around his prick.
"Fuck me, Bobby, fuck my pussy!" Cynthia squealed. She humped her ass higher and harder, dying to feel her cunt crammed with his cockmeat. "Stop teasing me, Bobby! Fuck me! Fuck meeeee!"
Bobby shuddered as his mom's gushing pussy sucked and throbbed around his fat prick, clasping it like a sexual milking machine. Lewdly he began to thrust his hips in and out, sinking his steel-hard cockrod a little deeper up her hairy cunt slit with every stroke.
"Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy!" Cynthia's enormous tits swayed spongily with the energy of her humping, the swollen nipples brushing the sheets. "Fuck my fucking cunt, Bobby! Fuck mommy's hot cunt!"
Bobby hunched over her nakedness, raising his hands to grip her huge, creamy tit-melons for support. Then he bored his cock the rest of the way up her juicy pussy, sinking it to the balls in his mother's horny cunt.
"Unhhh! Oh, Bobby!" Cynthia grunted. "Bob-beee! It feels big tonight!"
Bobby's cock kept twitching and jerking deep inside her pussy, as if it would start spurting out the hot prick juice at any moment. Cynthia moaned and moved her ass as eagerly and skillfully as any teenaged nymphomaniac, using her thrusting motions to wordlessly beg her child to fuck her aching cunt as hard as he could.
All inhibition was behind her now, at least for the moment. The big-titted mom's feelings of intense guilt and shame had all been drowned in raw fuck lust for her son's huge, pussy-splitting cock.
In and out it pushed, harder and deeper, seeming to hit a different part of her pussy with every stroke. Cynthia could feel him starting up, could hear his breathing quicken as he hornily began to grind his cock into the depths of her gooshing pussy.
"That's right, Bobby!" Cynthia squealed, slamming her hairy cunt mound wantonly onto the root of his cock. "Fuck me good, lover, fuck your mother! Oh, Bobby, I can't get over what a big cock you have! It's even bigger than your father's!"
"And I fuck better than him too, don't I, Momma?" Bobby panted behind her.
Cynthia's face contorted with obscene, incestuous passion. He was fucking her with super-long fuck-strokes now and she could feel the friction right on her clit.
"Unh unh, Bobby! Please keep doing it! Just fuck me, darling! Fuck your mother, make me cum!"
"Don't worry, I'll make you cum, Momma," Bobby sighed. "Let's see how you dig this!"
Then, completely unexpectedly, Cynthia felt the tip of a finger probing around her asshole. It felt all around her puckered, hairless sphincter, finally darting into her asshole and squirming its way up the rubbery ass tunnel.
"Ungghh! Bobby, stop that!" Cynthia shuddered and bit her lip as her son burrowed his finger up her ass. "No, Bobby! Unggghhh! That's disgusting! Don't you do that to me!"
"You know you dig it, Momma!"
And Bobby started fucking her cunt much harder, slamming his huge cock almost savagely between the pouting, clasping lips of her itchy pussy. Cynthia forgot about the invasion of her asshole for a moment as she greedily quickened her fuck-motions to match her son's fucking.
Bobby's finger, deep inside her rubbery asshole felt good. He had it all the way in now and he was jacking off her tight little asshole in the same rhythm with which he fucked her pussy.
Cynthia felt almost like she was getting fucked by two cocks at the same time. Bobby's massive prick fucked up her pussy, and the little finger shot in and out of her asshole.
Cynthia lifted her head, her mouth opening wide as she experienced the pleasure of having her pussy and asshole titillated at once. Then she started humping her ass like a machine.
The bed springs creaked beneath them and Cynthia's enormous tits swung heavily back and forth. Her asshole throbbed wetly, sucking her son's pistoning finger. Her pussy pulsated and spewed cunt juice all over his gigantic, jackhammering cock.
"Yes, Bobby, oh, God, I like it now!" she moaned. "Play with my asshole, Bobby! That's right, dig your finger in! Oh, Bobby, please fuck my pussy! My cunt's all swollen and wet! Awww, fuck it harder, honey! I think I'm about to cum!"
And then she knew she was cumming. Her puckered asshole spasmed obscenely around her son's finger, sucking it deeply up her bowels. Her cunt burned more intently than ever, as every stroke of his big cock pleasured her swollen, protruding clit.
Her pussy and asshole exploded at the same time, ravishing the mom's naked body with one of the most intense, violent cams she'd ever experienced. Her asshole puckered sharply, gripping her son's finger. Her pussy rippled and oozed cunt cream onto Bobby's hammering cock.
Bobby rammed his prick up his mother's hairy cunt slit and let loose his load of cream. Dazedly Cynthia felt it squirting deep inside her smoldering pussy. It coated the glistening interior of her silken cunt.
Slowly the stacked mom dropped her cheek to the sheets, sighing and shutting her eyes. Her son had fucked her again and this time he'd even played with her asshole! She just knew he'd want to fuck it next.
Where was it all going to end?
CHAPTER SEVEN
"I'm telling you, it's just awful," Cynthia whispered secretly. "Now be honest with me, Janet. Would your Pete ever make a pass at you like that?"
Janet quickly shook her head as she sat on Cynthia's living room couch, flushing brightly. She hoped desperately that Cynthia wouldn't see how hard her hands were shaking as they gripped the coffee cup.
Cynthia had invited her over for coffee and an early-afternoon chat. It had been a few weeks since they'd seen each other and now, right out of the blue, Cynthia was actually telling her that her son Bobby was making passes at her!
Janet didn't know how she was supposed to respond to this. Of course, she had no way of knowing that Cynthia wasn't telling the whole truth, that Bobby had done more than make passes, that he'd actually fucked his own mother several times. Janet's attitude would have been considerably different if she'd known that Cynthia was indulging in the same incestuous delights she'd been enjoying herself.
Instead she just felt nervous, nervous and horny. Involuntarily Janet shot glances at Cynthia's full-blown figure as Cynthia sat on the chair facing her. Really, when she thought about it, it didn't surprise Janet at all that Bobby would want to get it on with his gorgeous, big-titted mother.
"He'll just walk up and start grinding himself against me," Cynthia whispered. "Like some kind of animal! I've told him not to time and time again, but he doesn't listen, Janet! He'll feel my ... my breasts, and my ass and everything! And I'll slap him, and you know what, Janet? He'll just grin at me, with that ... that big cock of his standing out in his pants! Can you believe that?"
"It ... it's a little unusual," Janet said weakly.
"Has Pete ever tried anything like that with you, Janet?" Cynthia prodded insistently. "I mean, even a glance? A special look? Anything?"
"N-no," Janet replied, blushing deeper as she lied. "Pete ... he has a girlfriend. I guess that keeps him occupied."
Cynthia sighed and stared at the floor. She'd noticed the strain in Janet's face, but presumed that it was because Janet was embarrassed to be discussing incest. Cynthia had hoped that confiding at least part of the truth with Janet would somehow change her situation.
But it obviously wasn't going to. Ever since Bobby had fucked her pussy and played with her asshole the night before, Cynthia had felt violently horny for her son. She actually wanted to fuck him now, and she didn't know what to do about it. It frightened her that she might yield completely to the temptations of incest.
Cynthia glanced at the clock and sighed. "Oh, my, Janet, it's almost two o'clock already. Bobby might come home early from school today. I think I'd better change into something a little more formal. I'm telling you, the slightest glance at my body gets him started these days."
"I ... I see what you mean," Janet said hesitantly.
"Why don't you come into the bedroom with me and talk while I change?" Cynthia said breezily, rising to her feet. "It'll only take a minute."
Janet rose from the couch and followed her friend into the bedroom. As she did so she felt her heartbeat quickening. A burgeoning need pulsed through her cunt. She was finally going to see what Cynthia looked like without clothes!
"I swear, I have to dress like a school marm around him these days," Cynthia sighed, kicking off her shoes. "And in this hot weather, too."
Janet watched silently as Cynthia undid her skirt, leaving her naked from the waist down except for her panties. Janet's cunt ached as she studied Cynthia's long, luscious thighs and her richly-furred pussy triangle through the panty crotch.
"This isn't making you nervous, is it? My undressing in front of you?"
Janet shook her head. Cynthia pulled off her panties. Janet gulped as her friend's cunt slit came into view, pretty and pouty-lipped. God, this was making her horny! Very horny! She'd never expected another woman's body could turn her on so much.
Cynthia pulled off her blouse. There, encased in a huge, lacy-white bra, were the most luscious tits Janet had ever seen. Her mouth practically watered as she watched Cynthia reach behind her back for the clasp.
"I think I'm going to have to get more restrictive bras so Bobby will keep his hands off me," Cynthia said, grimacing as she reached the clasp.
The bra popped off, fluttered to the floor. Janet's eyes opened very wide as she helplessly ogled Cynthia's enormous tits. They were like baby watermelons, each round and firm and a perfect creamy-white, with the fattest, reddest, most delectable nipples Janet had ever seen.
And that tight waist, and that gorgeous ass, and that lovely, lovely, hairy cunt! Janet stepped forward, breathing hard. She'd never anticipated it, but she was losing control of herself.
"Why ... why, Janet," Cynthia stammered. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Oh, Christ, I can't take it," Janet sighed. "Look at those gorgeous tits!"
Cynthia squealed as Janet pushed her back, knocking her onto the bed. The next thing she knew Janet was all over her. Cynthia gasped as Janet hungrily buried her face in Cynthia's deep, spongy cleavage.
"Janet! Oh, God, not you too!" Cynthia squealed. "Does everybody have to get like this with me? Oh, God, I can't stand it! Janet, let me up!"
Janet didn't answer. She'd already wrapped her lips tightly around Cynthia's silver-dollar-sized nipple and was busily sucking it hard. Her hand dove between Cynthia's thighs, wrestling them apart. Cynthia groaned as she felt Janet's fingers probing her furry cunt.
"Unhhhh! Stop that, Janet!" Cynthia squealed, trying to bat her hand away. "How dare you touch my pussy! No! Oh, Janet, this is awful! You're as bad as my son! Stop it!"
Janet sucked Cynthia's fat, crimson nipple as hard as she could, slurping as she caressed the rubbery tip with her tongue. She straightened two fingers and thrust them up Cynthia's pussy hole. Cynthia grunted as she felt the fingers invading her moistening pussy.
"Jan-net! Janet, please!"
But Janet was already finger-fucking her, hard and fast, punching her hand in a rapid-fire motion in and out between her legs. Again Cynthia felt herself succumbing rapidly to raw lust.
She seemed to be getting so much hornier these days, so little able to control the fury of her passions. Cynthia moaned as she felt her pussy beginning to spasm, involuntarily getting hot and juicy and clasping around Janet's fingers. Janet just shoved her finger deeper up the blonde mom's pussy, wiggling them deep inside her cunt.
"I'm going to suck you," Janet whispered hoarsely, panting out the words on Cynthia's huge, heaving tits. "Oh, Christ, I've just got to taste your sweet, fucking cunt!"
Then Janet began to slide down between Cynthia's shapely thighs, planting wet kisses on her undulating belly and navel as she moved her face toward Cynthia's steaming cunt. Cynthia flushed with shame as she realized she wanted Janet to suck her pussy.
Janet parted Cynthia's thighs wide, draping the blonde's calves over her shoulders. Hungrily she stared at the hairy, plumply-padded lips of Cynthia's juicy pussy. Cynthia shivered as she felt the pressure of a hot, velvety tongue sliding up her cunt trough, tasting her cunt cream.
"Oh, fuck, it's delicious," Janet whispered. "I'm just going to eat you up, honey!"
Janet thrust her hands under Cynthia's hips, cupping her quivering ass cheeks. Then she glued her mouth to Cynthia's steaming cunt. Feverishly she began to lick and kiss and suck, as eagerly as if she were sucking her son Pete's magnificent cock. Janet glued her lips to Cynthia's pussy and sucked hard, sending waves of sensation trembling through Cynthia's naked body.
"Oh, fuck, Janet! You're making me horny! I can't help it!" Cynthia's giant tits began shaking as she shamefully humped her ass cheeks off Janet's hands, thrusting and grinding her burning pussy onto Janet's mouth. "Suck my cunt, Janet! Oh, please, lick my juicy pussy! You're making me so fucking, hot!"
Soon Cynthia's ass bucked so frantically that Janet could no longer hold the peach-shaped globes in position. Janet pushed her hands up Cynthia's sweat-moist thighs and spread open the puffy lips of her furry pussy. Delightedly she stared into Cynthia's pink, glistening, throbbing cunt, flicking her tongue teasingly on her swollen clit.
"Suck meeee, Janet!" Cynthia gasped. She grabbed Janet's head with both hands and started humping her ass as fast as she could, her tits bouncing and shaking from side to side.
Janet again wiggled her fingers up Cynthia's hot, tight pussy, sinking them to the knuckles in the gooey interior of the blonde mother's cunt. Rapidly she began to work them in and out, hitting a different part of Cynthia's pussy every time she fucked her fingers in.
Janet's tongue danced up and down Cynthia's creaming cunt, lapping up the fuckjuices as they drooled out of the depths of Cynthia's pussy. Cynthia groaned and dug her fingers into the back of Janet's neck. Janet slurped and sucked greedily, pushing her tongue out as far as she could, stabbing it deeply up Cynthia's throbbing pussy.
"Lick my clitty!" Cynthia demanded. "Oh, fuck, I need to cummm! Need to cum, Janet! Lick my fucking clitty, give me a good cum!"
Her clit was very swollen, protruding from the upper folds of her cunt slit. Janet stabbed it with her skillful tongue and Cynthia humped her ass still faster. Janet wrapped her lips around the swollen nubbin, sucking it hard, drawing it out with the suction of her lips.
"Fuh-fuh-finger-fuck me!" Cynthia squealed, her hips bouncing off the mattress, her face flushed and contorted with mounting lust. "Stick your fingers in, Janet! Unh unh, I'm getting so close!"
Janet stabbed three fingers all the way up Cynthia's throbbing, burning cunt. At the same time she wrapped her lips around Cynthia's clitoris and sucked inexorably on the ultra-sensitive tip.
Cynthia felt her wet asshole puckering, as the cum spasms mounted in her pussy. Then she was suddenly in the middle of a long, hard cum, whipping her ass feverishly off the bed, pounding her hairy cunt onto her friend's mouth again and again.
"I'm cumming, Janet! Unggghh! Lick my cunt, lick my hot fucking cunt! Oh, fuck, I can't staaand it! My pussy's cuuuummmiiiinnnngggg!"
Her fur-fringed cunt slit juiced heavily on Janet's mouth as she orgasmed, oozing out a heavy tide of musky-smelling cunt oil. Janet thrust her tongue back up Cynthia's cunt, slurping it all up, fluttering her tongue between the pouting, spasming cunt lips.
Then she went back to sucking Cynthia's clit, simultaneously pumping her fingers slowly in and out of her throbbing pussy. Cynthia's enormous tits stopped shaking as she let her ass drift back to the mattress. When she opened her eyes, Janet had climbed off the bed and begun to undress.
"I'm horny too, baby," Janet whispered. "Now let's see how you like the taste of my pussy!"
A minute later Janet was as naked as she was. Cynthia stared at her friend's small, stiff-nippled tits, her slim waist and dark-haired cunt mound. Cynthia was surprised by the passion Janet's nakedness sent coursing through her loins. The brunette swiftly joined her on the bed again, climbing onto Cynthia's body to straddle her face.
"Here it is, baby," Janet purred. "Now suck on it!"
Cynthia opened her eyes wide, staring into Janet's pussy. The slit was thickly fringed with black, curly hair, and the cunt lips were swollen and glistening with juice. Cynthia inhaled deeply, smelling another woman's wet cunt for the first time in her life. Her own cunt throbbed violently in sympathy.
Sliding her hands up Janet's slim legs, Cynthia lewdly clasped her hands on Janet's ass cheeks. She pulled Janet down with them until Janet's throbbing cunt rested on her mouth. Hesitantly Cynthia pushed out her tongue, thrusting it up Janet's pussy. Immediately Janet started grinding her wet hole onto Cynthia's lips.
Janet reached behind her back to squeeze and massage Cynthia's huge tits. "Tell you what, baby, you suck my pussy and I'll play with these big titties of yours. Come on, Cynthia, start licking!"
Her face brightly flushed, Cynthia rapidly began licking the juice out of Janet's cunt. Janet's pussy responded by getting wetter and more swollen, opening up onto her mouth. Cynthia stabbed her tongue deeply up the juice-seeping cunt-hole, tongue-massaging the inner depths of her cunt.
"Lick me, lick me, lick me," Janet panted, mauling Cynthia's tits and humping her hairy pussy onto Cynthia's month. "Lick it good, make it cummm! Ahhh, shit, this is making me horny! Lick my clit, damn you! Lick my fucking clit!"
Cynthia tentatively brushed her tongue across the swollen bud of Janet's clit. Janet immediately humped her ass much faster, pounding her throbbing cunt-hole onto Cynthia's mouth. Cynthia brought her hand up between Janet's shaking thighs, pressing her fingertips to the fur-fringed folds of Janet's pussy.
"That's right, baby!" Janet gasped. "Put your fingers up my pussy! Unhh, shit! Jack off my cunt, Cynthia, just like I jacked you off!"
Cynthia worked her fingers slowly up Janet's pussy. Janet's ass cheeks contracted as the lust beat heavily in her pussy. Cynthia started licking her friend's clit directly, catching the sensitive nubbin between her lips.
"You're making me cum!" Janet gasped. "Cynthia, put your finger up my asshole! Go ahead, darling! Oh, please, I need to get off!"
Cynthia was so horny from the taste of Janet's pussy that she didn't try to stop herself. Wildly finger-fucking Janet hairy cunt slit with one hand, she guided a stiff finger between Janet's ass cheeks to the pink, puckered entrance of her ass tunnel.
It was harder to push her finger up Janet's tight asshole, but soon she had it in all the way. Then she was jacking off both her friend's fuck-holes at the same time. Janet bit her lip, humping frantically. Moments later she felt her pussy erupting in the long-awaited cum.
"I'm making it, Cynthia!" she gasped. "Ahh, God, jack off my asshole! Jack off my fucking asshole! I'm cumming, Cynthia! Cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Her asshole spasmed around Cynthia's finger and her hairy pussy flooded Cynthia's mouth with hot, salty fuck-juice. Cynthia sucked it all up like a lust-crazed animal, hungrily dipping her tongue deep into the creamy depths of Janet's cunt.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Aw, c'mon, Mom! Don't give me a blowjob now! I'm going to be late for school!"
Pete shook his head in exasperation and sopped up the last of the scrambled eggs on the last piece of toast. Janet ignored the complaint. Shamelessly the horny mother slid from her chair under the table, kneeling on the kitchen floor, groping up the leg of Pete's jeans for the swollen lump of his cock.
"You can miss your first class today, Pete," she purred, lewdly squeezing and rubbing his crotch. "Mommy will write a nice note for your teacher. Pete, darling, you really don't want to run off without giving mommy her morning suck, do you?"
"Aw, Mom!"
Pete sighed and pushed his chair away from the kitchen table. Janet's fingers trembled as she unbuckled and unzipped his pants. Frantically she pulled them down to his ankles with his underwear, releasing his massive cock from confinement.
His prick was already swelling with blood, stiffening in obscene little jerks up from his thigh. Janet's cunt creamed her panties as she ogled her teen's huge, fat cock, running her eyes from his hairy nut sac to the rosy knob of his stiffening prick.
"Shit, Mom, you keep giving me hard-ons," Pete sighed.
She stared intently at his piss-hole as he wrapped her hand tightly around the root of his cock. Feverishly Janet began jacking off her son, making the pre-cum bubble out of the head of his prick.
"Look, darling, I'm making your cock leak," she murmured. "You do want your cock sucked this morning, don't you?"
"Yeah, I guess," Pete replied. He thrust his hands behind his mother's head, curling his fingers in her hair. "Go ahead, Momma! Start sucking it!"
Janet ran her tongue up his stiff cock shaft, fluttering it teasingly on the puffy knob of his prick. More cum sap oozed out as she milked the cock root and she caught the cream on her tongue tip, savoring the taste. Then Janet pressed her lips to the velvety tip of her son's cock.
It tasted so marvelous! She could never get enough of sucking and licking her child's huge hard-on. Janet gradually let her mouth open, shutting her eyes, making loud, slurping noises as she sucked in inch after inch of his steely cock.
By now Pete's huge rod was as hard as iron, rising out of his cock fur like a billy club. Janet made her mouth open as wide as possible, sucking in the fat inches of her boy's prick. Finally she stopped with nearly a third of his prick shoved down her buttery throat.
Janet clasped her lips in a tight, hungry circle around the shaft of Pete's cock. She caved in her cheeks to increase the suction and frantically started sucking, sluicing her tongue eagerly around the cocktip to catch the cum drippings.
"Yeah, that's a good cock-sucker," Pete sighed, fucking his throbbing cock down her throat. "Suck it good, Momma! That's right, what a good cock-sucker! Suck out my hot cum!"
Janet thought of her child's jism splattering deep down her throat and the picture of it made her panties dripping wet with cunt cream. She'd loved sucking Cynthia's hot pussy the day before, but she knew now that nothing on earth could match a teenager's huge, ever-hard cock.
The flush of blood spread through Janet's cheeks as she avidly sucked her son's prick harder and harder. Up and down her head bobbed over his crotch as she fucked her face lewdly with his cock. Her hand started pumping rhythmically on the cock-shaft, beating his meat between her prick-stuffed lips.
"Gonna shoot it," Pete whispered. His face had become drowsy with arousal and he lazily guided the movements of his mother's head over his crotch. "Shit, keep sucking it good, Momma! It's gonna squirt out any second!"
Janet sucked his prick as hard as she could, slurping and smacking her lips on it. She dropped her left hand between his muscular legs to toy with his ball bag. The sac felt heavy, bloated with a full load of cum.
"Ah, fuck, it's shooting!" Pete groaned. He grabbed his mother's lead and urgently fucked his ass off the chair, cramming his enormous cock down her throat. "I'm popping my fucking rocks, Mom! Ahhhhh!"
The cum gushed out of her son's big cock. It spurted and streamed, emptying his balls as the rich, salty load blasted out of his shiny-skinned cock head. Janet immediately started gulping, slurping and sucking and swallowing. She nearly came in her panties as she savored the milky richness of her teenager's spunk.
Pete kept on shooting off. His balls had really filled up beautifully after a whole night's sleep. Janet desperately wanted to taste it all, but it filled her mouth completely. The creamy goo ran out of the corners of her mouth, dripping in a lurid stream down her chin.
Janet kept on sucking, eager to nurse his cock to total stiffness again and mouth-fuck him to another cum. But Pete laughed and pushed her away, rising and zipping up his pants.
"Shit, Mom, you'd suck my cock all day if I let you!" he laughed. "I really gotta go to school!"
"Aw, Pete!" Janet pouted. "I want to suck your big cock some more!"
"Not now, Mom!" Pete grabbed his school books and headed for the door. "Bye! See you around dinner time. I got football practice this afternoon."
And with that he was gone, leaving his horny mom crumpled on the kitchen floor, still hungry for hard cock.
Janet sat back and immediately started rubbing her dripping pussy through her panties. Pete was right. She really was going to have to do something about her lust. It seemed the more Pete shot off in her mouth, the hungrier she was for his cock.
Then Janet smiled, remembering the strange discussion she'd had with Cynthia the day before. Yes, of course! Cynthia's son Bobby! That cute little teenaged hunk, the one Cynthia complained was actually humping her leg.
God, was he ever horny! Janet thought with a giggle. He'd probably fuck anything. Janet imagined Cynthia's son humping her leg and felt even more wetness flowing into her cunt.
That very afternoon, as soon as school was out, Janet would take a little drive by the high school campus. If she could find Bobby in the crowd, she was sure she'd be able to seduce him.
"Yoo-hoo! Bobby! Bobby Stratton!"
Shifting his school books to his right arm, Bobby turned at the sound of the unexpected voice. Leaning out of the window of a car parked up the sidewalk from the high school was a pretty, brunette woman in her middle thirties. It took Bobby a moment to recognize his mother's friend, Janet.
"Hi, Bobby," Janet said cheerfully, as he walked up to the car. " I just noticed you walking and figured I ought to pull over. Can I give you a lift home?"
Bobby shrugged and got in the car. Janet smiled chastely but she immediately felt the wet ache deep inside her cunt. She'd been waiting for him for the past half-hour.
"How's school going for you these days, Bobby?" Janet asked as they drove. "Your mother tells me you're still getting in more than your share of mischief."
Bobby remained silent. Janet glanced at him, and was delighted to see the way young Bobby secretly eyed her body.
"You really ought to behave yourself around your teachers, Bobby. Your mother says you're quite a trouble-maker. Maybe you just need a girlfriend to settle you down."
"I guess," Bobby muttered sheepishly.
"Oh, darn," Janet said suddenly. "Bobby, I'm terribly sorry, but I just remembered something. There's a phone call I absolutely have to make, and I left the number at home. Do you mind detouring to my house for a few minutes?"
Bobby shrugged.
Janet restrained herself from driving much faster as they headed to her house. The seduction was working and her cunt was creaming her panties.
"Have a seat on the couch, Bobby," Janet said as they entered her living room. "I'll just be a minute."
Bobby sprawled on the couch, looking around with some interest. He'd never been in Janet's home before. Janet went into her bedroom and let enough time pass so that her young visitor would think she'd been on the phone. Eagerly she rubbed her pussy through her panties, waiting. Then she detoured to the kitchen and returned with two cans of Coke.
"Well, what do you know about that, Bobby?" Janet sighed. "She wasn't home! And after all that trouble! Here, darling,, let's just have a little cool one together before I take you back to your mother's. All right?"
Janet sat very close to him on the couch, handing Bobby the Coke. Then she casually put her arm around his shoulder and ran her fingers through his hair.
"I think this is a good opportunity for us to get better acquainted. Don't you agree, Bobby?" she said huskily. "My, but you're a handsome young man. I can't understand why a nice young man like you would be such a trouble-maker in school."
Bobby shivered, flushing as Janet's fingers brushed past his ears. Janet squirmed closer, until their thighs were touching. She ran her fingers to the nape of his neck.
"Yes, a very handsome young man. I'd think the girls in your school would be crawling all over you. Tell me, Bobby, have you ever had a girlfriend?"
"N-n-no," Bobby stammered.
Then Janet saw it, the unmistakable swelling of a rising cock in his blue jeans. Her mouth opened with wonder as she saw his prick stiffening down the inside of his pants leg. Good Lord! For his age and build, young Bobby obviously had an enormous cock.
Janet's cunt began throbbing violently and she knew she had to fuck this kid as soon as possible. She sipped her Coke and then deliberately tipped the can, letting the contents spill right onto Bobby's crotch.
"Oh, Bobby! How clumsy of me! Oh, darling, I'm so sorry. Let me clean you up!"
Janet withdrew a wad of tissues from the box on the end table and slid to the floor, kneeling between Bobby's legs. Bobby's face was very red as he looked down at her. His fat prick was rock-hard now and it was pulsing visibly through the denim.
"There we go, Bobby ... " Janet rubbed the tissues caressingly up his inner leg, drawing closer to the outline of his cockmeat. "Let me get you all cleaned up."
And she brazenly rubbed his cock through his pants. Bobby moaned as his cock throbbed wildly, totally swollen with cum and blood. Janet gasped, pretending shock as she stared at the swollen tube of his prick.
"Why, Bobby!" she exclaimed. "I can hardly believe my eyes! Look at this enormous hard-on! My touching you like this has made you sexually excited!"
Bobby sighed and looked away embarassedly. Janet wrapped her fingers around his cock bulge, squeezing and milking as she looked into the teen's face.
"Good Lord, Bobby, this is one of the hardest penises I've ever felt in my life. It feels as hard as a piece of wood, and it's awfully big, too! Tell me, Bobby, do you often get erections as big and stiff as this one?"
Bobby was too overwhelmed to reply. Janet dropped the tissues and quickly unbuckled and unzipped his jeans.
"I better take a look at this hard cock, Bobby. Maybe I can help you with it."
She grabbed his pants and pulled them roughly to his knees with his underwear. Her pussy spasmed as his mammoth hard-on throbbed up from between his legs. It was at least as thick as her wrist, Janet judged, long and fat and stiff.
"Good God, Bobby!" she whispered reverently. "What a big hard-on you have! It's hard to believe a boy your size has such a big cock!"
Janet wrapped her hand tightly around the root of his cock, barely able to grip it between her fingers. Bobby moaned and hunched his ass off the couch, fucking his cock-rod through her fingers.
"Unh! Muh-muh-Mrs. Hooper!" he stammered.
Janet feverishly began jacking on his hard-on, pumping her fist rhythmically up and down the cockshaft. Thick, creamy drops of prick juice oozed out of the rosy head.
"Is this turning you on?" she asked.
"Unh, unh!" Bobby grimaced and writhed. "Unh, Mrs. Hooper! Oh, fuck!"
Janet beat his meat as fast as she could. "This is making your cock feel good, isn't it? Look at your prick, Bobby. It's leaking cum!"
Bobby grabbed her head with both hands, curling his fingers in her hair. He drew her head forward, trying to thrust his spongy cock head at her mouth.
"Why, Bobby, what do you think you're doing now?" Janet asked. "Do you want me to suck your cock for you? Do you want a blow-job, Bobby? Is that what you want?"
"S-s-suck on it," Bobby hissed. "Oh, please, my prick's like iron!"
"All right, Bobby. I'll suck your cock for you," whispered Janet. She flicked out her tongue, sliding it tenderly around the cum-leaking knob.
"Suck it! Please suck it!"
Janet laughed and pushed her fist to the base of his prick. Her cunt was throbbing, dripping fuck-juice. She opened her mouth very wide and buried her head in the teenager's crotch, shoving his rosy cock head deep down her throat.
It was so thick that she nearly choked herself. Janet made herself stop with nearly half of Bobby's magnificent prick crammed between her lips. She wrapped her mouth in a tightly-pursed circle around the teenager's blue-veined cock shaft. Then she puckered her cheeks and eagerly started sucking, dragging her lips up his rosy cock flesh and swirling her tongue around the knob.
Bobby opened his eyes wide, dazedly watching the horny mother bob her head up and down on his crotch. Janet's cock-sucking suction was very intense. The young boy felt as if his prick were caught in a milking machine. More blood poured into his cock shaft, making it as hard as iron.
"Unh, Jesus!" Bobby pulled her hair and fucked his hips steadily off the couch, punching the head of his cock onto the roof of Janet's cock-gorged mouth. "Suck it, Mrs. Hooper! Oh, Christ, that feels good! Unh, yeah!"
Janet squeezed and milked his prick base with frantic fingers, pumping continually, trying to draw even more blood into the length of his cockmeat. She felt the spongy cock head again nearly choke her. Hornily she fought back the gagging reflex, feeling her cheeks reddening as she sucked young Bobby's hard-on harder.
More cock juice dribbled out of the piss-hole and Janet caught it on her tongue. She made loud, lewd, slurping noises as she shamelessly stuffed her face with Bobby's prick. The cock was still getting stiffer, bloating to unbelievable dimensions. Janet stretched her lips to the bursting point to accommodate it all.
"Play with my balls!" Bobby gasped. "Gotta cum, can't fucking stand it! Squeeze my fucking nuts!"
His nut sac was heavy and hairy, visibly bloated with its huge load of jism. Janet dropped her left hand between his slender, boyish legs, still using her right to furiously beat his meat as she sucked the tip.
She fucked her mouth wetly and noisily up and down his steely prick as her fingers tenderly squeezed and massaged his cum-clotted balls. Bobby made a yelping sound as the cream prepared to spout out of the crown f his prick. Janet continued to squeeze his balls, then thrust her hand between the cheeks of his humping ass.
She startled Bobby as she extended her finger and pressed it onto his asshole. Still Janet sucked his juicy cock harder than ever, coating it with saliva and compressing her lips around the shaft tightly. She jacked the root with her right hand as she worked her finger slowly up his tight, dry asshole, finally sinking it to the knuckle in the teenage boy's ass.
"Ah, goddamn, Mrs. Hooper!" Bobby whined. He bounced his ass off the couch, his asshole flexing and contracting around her finger.
Janet's cheeks flushed as she sucked young Bobby's cock as hard as she could, slurping and sliding her tongue quickly around his cock knob. Her right hand squeezed tightly around his prick pole and she punched her finger feverishly in and out between his ass cheeks, jacking off his asshole as she sucked his prick.
The cum fountained out of his cock-rod. The thick, sappy gusher of jizz blew out of his cock in a gusher, rocketing onto the roof of Janet's mouth. Not even her son had ever vented such a huge load.
It was her finger in his asshole that was doing the trick, Janet realized dazedly. Bobby's throbbing cock filled her mouth with rich, musky-tasting spunk. The load was incredibly large. It spurted and streamed endlessly out of the crown of his cock., shooting all around the inside of her mouth and gushing down her throat.
Janet wantonly started gulping and sucking at the same time. She nearly came in her panties as she relished the taste of the teen's' hot cum. It was still spouting out of his aching cock. Another spurt would come out every time she jacked her finger up his asshole. Bobby moaned deliriously and pulled her hair, finally collapsing on the couch.
Her belly full of jism, Janet finally took his wet prick out of her mouth. She giggled at Bobby's dazed expression and continued to steadily pump and stroke his cum-satiated cock. Seconds passed and she was delighted to see that the fury of her sucking had literally packed the blood into Bobby's prick. It was staying nice and stiff for her.
"Ummm, Bobby, look at your cock," she purred. "It's still so big and stiff. Would you like to fuck me now, lover?"
Bobby dazedly nodded. Janet rose and stripped off her blouse with trembling hands, revealing the stiff, purplish nipples of her firm tits. She wiggled her ass as she took off her tight pants, showing Bobby that she wore no panties. The smell of her dripping, hairy pussy quickly filled the living room.
Janet mounted him, climbing onto the couch and straddling Bobby's hips. Her cunt mound hovered over the juicy tip of his cock. Reaching between her thighs, she grasped his bloated cock and directed the knob to her curly haired pussy opening. For a moment Janet just teased herself by rubbing the cocktip up and down her gushing pussy trough. Then she centered it squarely between the pouting lips of her cunt.
"Fuck my cunt, Bobby!" she gasped, clutching his shoulders and starting to hump her ass. "Fuck my juicy cunt!"
Bobby slid his hands down her waist, cupping his fingers around the peach-shaped cheeks of her ass. Eagerly he worked his hips off the couch, fucking his prick up into her hairy pussy. Janet worked her ass like a machine, wiggling and gyrating. She moaned with pleasure as the meaty inches of Bobby's cock pole disappeared slowly up her aching pussy.
"Unngghhhh, yeaahhhh!" she moaned. "That's what I want, Bobby! All riiiiight!"
Janet pounded her pussy down over the satisfying stiffness of young Bobby's prick. Bobby clawed her ass cheeks and thrust his hips high to meet her rhythm. Soon Janet had every inch of his steely cock embedded in her pussy.
"Oh, Bobby! Bobby, what a big one! Awww, fuck me, lover! Fuck my cunt!"
Janet was humping him very hard now, pulling her hairy cunt slit all the way up to the head of his cock before slamming it down for another fuck-stroke. Bobby's prick had grown stone-hard again, swollen with a load of jism. He panted as he squeezed her ass and pumped his big cock through the syrupy wetness of her pussy hole.
"Harder, Bobby, harder!" Janet gasped. "Fuck my pussy! Fuck my wet fucking pussy! Oh, Bobby, what a big cock you have! It's making me cum, lover! My pussy's throbbing on your prick!"
Her clit was very swollen and tender and Bobby's mammoth prick was brushing it with every thrust, sending tingling waves shooting through her nakedness. Shamelessly Janet thrust her fingers through her cunt fur, caught her clit under her fingertip and started jacking off, feeling around her wet pussy as Bobby rammed his cock up her cant.
"Nnnggg shit, nuuunnnggghhh!" Janet grunted. She grimaced obscenely as she fucked her ass and rubbed her clit. "Fuck me, Nnn anhh unnnhhh fuuuuck! My cunt's cumming! Anh anh anhhhhhhh, goddamn! Cumming! Cuuummmiiinnnngggg!"
Her pussy exploded, sharply and suddenly. The long-awaited spasms pounded through her syrupy cunt tunnel, making her cunt throb and ache, and the velvety walls clasp tightly around Bobby's meat.
Bobby groaned and pounded his prick to the balls inside her. A second load of jism vaulted out of his balls. Janet felt it squirting into her, packing her pussy with thick, syrupy cream. She lowered her head in time to watch the goo dripping back out of her furry cunt slit.
A wanton smile spread across her face as Bobby and she continued humping. My, what a fine, horny stud this was! And he wanted to fuck his mother, too.
Janet had a feeling that he would fuck his mother, if he hadn't already. And she was beginning to see the possibilities of an incestuous foursome as well. Perhaps, she thought mischievously, she should send Pete to Cynthia's house to see if the big-titted mom would want to fuck him too.
CHAPTER NINE
Cynthia glanced at the kitchen clock and frowned to herself as she turned the big wooden spoon in the bowl of fruit salad. It was past four o'clock. Bobby was supposed to be home from school by now. She hoped he wasn't out getting in some kind of trouble.
Cynthia sighed and cut up more fruit. It was a warm afternoon, which, she felt, provided some excuse for her skimpy outfit. Cynthia's enormous tits jiggled in her flower-print halter top and her rounded ass cheeks protruded saucily through her shorts.
Why couldn't she dress the way she pleased? Cynthia asked herself defensively. But deep down inside she knew there was an ulterior motive for wearing her halter and shorts-and nothing else.
Bobby would undoubtedly be violently aroused as soon as he saw her lush, big-titted figure in such a skimpy outfit. Cynthia would protest and raise a fuss, but her son would undoubtedly want to throw her on the floor and give her a good, hard fucking.
Cynthia flushed as she imagined what would happen. Her teen's big, hard prick would root savagely up her hairy pussy as he worked between her thighs. Unconsciously, she mixed the salad faster as the wet heat proliferated in her cunt.
She wanted her son to fuck her. It was getting harder and harder to deny that to herself. She knew it was awful, but the more she thought of it, the more her pussy burned. That was the real reason it bothered her that Bobby wasn't home yet. She wanted to get fucked again by her horny, well-hung son.
The front door opened and slammed shut again. Cynthia's heartbeat quickened as she heard Bobby's footsteps in the living room. A second later he entered the kitchen, grinning, his eyes immediately focusing on his mother's huge tits.
"Well, well," Cynthia said peevishly. "So you finally decided to come home, did you?"
"So I was out," Bobby said defensively. He knew he couldn't tell his mother that he'd just finished fucking her best friend Janet. "Jesus, do I have to tell you every time I go somewhere?"
Cynthia sighed. "Bobby, you know it's not that. I just wish you'd call first or something, honey. I just don't want you out getting in trouble!"
Bobby stood beside his mom at the counter. Cynthia's pussy moistened as she watched his lips curl into a lewd smile. Bobby brazenly looked up and down her stacked body, running his eyes from her long, bare thighs, to her slim belly and the lush shelf of her halter-encased tits.
"Where'd you get the sexy outfit, Mom?" Bobby murmured.
"It ... it's a hot day," Cynthia replied, flushing. "I think I'm entitled to wear something comfortable on a hot day."
"Shit, you really look good in it too, Mom," Bobby said. "Man, look at those big tits!"
"Bobby!"
Cynthia dropped the wooden spoon into the bowl as her horny child suddenly reached for her huge tits. Before she could stop him he reached behind her neck and untied her top. Cynthia gasped and made a futile effort to cover her enormous, spongy tit-melons with her hands, holding her palms in front of the fat, rosy nipples.
"Bobby, how dare you! Don't you have any decency at all?"
"Man, Momma. Do I ever love your big fucking tits!"
Bobby giggled and pushed her hands out of the way, wrapping his fingers around her creamy globes, squeezing and massaging. Cynthia shuddered as he buried his face on her tits, wrapping his lips around one stiff, rubbery tit cap. Her teenaged son sucked her tit very hard, sliding his hand down her belly, wiggling it into her shorts.
"Unhhh! Oh, Bobby!" Cynthia shut her eyes and whimpered uncontrollably as she felt her son's fingers gliding through her pussy fur. "Oh, oh, Bobby! Don't do that to me, Son! Oh, Bobby, please don't make me hot!"
Bobby ignored his mother's protest. Instead he just continued to nurse hungrily on her stiff nipple as he unbuckled her shorts and pulled down the zipper. Cynthia gasped and tried to fight him but Bobby was stronger. A second later her horny son had a finger embedded deep inside her buttery cunt.
Gasping and moaning, Cynthia flushed with shame as she started humping her ass, eagerly thrusting her dripping pussy onto his finger.
"Oh, Bobby, please stop! Why do I let you do this to me? Unhhh! Oh, Bobby, my pussy's getting so wet and hot!"
"Get on the floor, Momma," whispered. "On your hands and knees! I'm going to fuck your sweet pussy until you can't even walk!"
"Oh, Bobby, I wish you wouldn't make me so horny!" Cynthia squealed girlishly. "It's so wrong to fuck your mother this way!"
But she quickly complied, her cunt throbbing with need. Cynthia wiggled out of her shorts, leaving herself completely naked. She sighed as she watched Bobby pull down his pants, stepping out of them. There was the huge, throbbing prick she couldn't help craving so much.
Blushing with shame and passion, the busty mom knelt on the kitchen floor, her enormous, stiff-nippled melons swaying and jiggling. She wiggled her ass expectantly as Bobby knelt on the floor behind her upturned ass. A second later she felt something, thick and spongy parting the curly haired folds of her cunt.
"Oh, oh, Bobby!"
She arched her back and dropped her shoulders low, groaning and sighing as the meaty inches of Bobby's cock speared up her clasping, gooey cunt. Bobby held onto her hips, humping and thrusting. His throbbing cock battered its way up her tight pussy until the very root was encased in her pouty-lipped cunt.
Cynthia bit her lip and frantically started humping, throwing modesty to the winds, pistoning her gooshy pussy onto her teen's cock as fast as she could.
"Fuck my cunt, Bobby!" she squealed hornily. "Unh unh, I can't stand it anymore! Ahhh, God, fuck the piss out of me! Fuck my cunt hard!"
Bobby hunched over his naked mom, sliding his hands up her ribs to lewdly squeeze her enormous, hanging tits. He pulled slowly out of her seething pussy, until only the purplish knob of his cock was still in her cunt. Then he plowed it all the way back in again, making his mom grunt and whine.
"Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt!" Cynthia panted. She started humping her ass like a bitch in heat, furiously thrusting her pussy onto Bobby's hard cock. "Unh unh unh, mommy's so horny! Awww, fuck my pussy good, honey!"
Bobby started fucking the shit out of his horny mother, milking her enormous tits with his hands as he rhythmically plowed his cum-swollen cock into the buttery sheath of her pussy. In and out his massive prick sawed, fucking her deeper and filling her more with every fuck-stroke. Soon Cynthia felt the hot, burning pleasure throbbing through her whole belly, making her clit swell and itch.
"Make Momma cum!" she gasped. She fucked her son as hard as possible, her face contorted with raw, incestuous lust. "Ram it up my pussy! Oh, fuck, Bobby! Oh, fuuuck! I can't stop it! I'm so horny! Fuck me faster, as fast as you can! I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Her pussy spasmed and contracted, spewing out fuck-juice as the narrow cunt tunnel clamped wetly around Bobby's cock. Bobby fucked his mother wildly, furiously whipping his blood-logged cock in and out of her spasming pussy. Cynthia thought she would black out with pleasure as her cunt gripped and throbbed around her teen's big prick.
Bobby pulled his cock out of her pussy. Cynthia whimpered submissively and fell flat on her belly, flattening her enormous tits on the floor. For nearly a minute she just lay there, panting, feeling the juice trickling out of her furry cunt slit. She barely realized it when Bobby stood up and went to one of the cabinets.
Bobby returned to kneel beside his mother, holding something in his hand. Then Cynthia gasped as her son spread her ass cheeks. A second later she felt something pasty being smeared onto her rubbery asshole.
She opened her eyes wide and turned her head. Bobby held a big jar of Crisco! He'd covered his cock with the thick, gloppy, white goo and now he was smearing it all over her tender asshole.
"No, Bobby! No!"
But Bobby didn't even answer. Instead he just held her ass globes apart and mounted her, aiming the Crisco-smeared head of his cock at her puckered asshole. Cynthia shuddered as she felt it pushing up her asshole, stretching the tightly muscled ring to the bursting point.
Oh, God! Cynthia could barely believe it! Bobby was actually fucking her asshole! He didn't care if he hurt her or not! He was just shoving that big prick of his right up her ass!
"Bobby, get off of me!" Cynthia made a futile effort to free herself from her ass-fucking son. "No, Bobby! How dare you do this to your mother? Ungghh! Stop it, Bobby! Stop it!"
Bobby just grinned and held her down. He puffed on her neck as he fucked harder and harder, burrowing his stone-hard cock into the rubbery depths of her Crisco-lubed asshole. Cynthia winced with pain as her asshole ring stretched even farther and she knew she had nearly all of her son's hard-on crammed up her asshole.
And then she wasn't wincing, because there was no pain anymore at all. Cynthia sighed and lay flat on her stomach, her eyes closed, submissively allowing her child to ravage her.
Bobby panted and fucked in and out of his mother's asshole, sighing as the tight ass tunnel throbbed and sucked around his cock. It took Cynthia a moment to realize, with a deep sense of shame, that she was actually getting off on it.
It was as if her bowel tract had a mind of its own. The narrow, sticky ass tunnel was clamping and throbbing, milking Bobby's cock as he speared it relentlessly in and out of her asshole.
The throbbing sensations grew more pronounced, coursing from her asshole to fill her pussy with fresh desire. Cynthia bit her lip and felt herself lifting her ass for more cock. It was so awful, she thought. But again she couldn't help herself. She started humping high and hard, greedily pistoning her juicy asshole onto her son's stone-hard cock.
"Do you dig it now, Momma?" Bobby panted.
"Oh, Son, please fuck my asshole," Cynthia moaned shamefully. "Fuck my asshole good, Bobby! Yes, I love it now! Ungghh, fuck the shit out of me! Fuck my asshole with your big, hard dick!"
Bobby laughed triumphantly. Then he clutched his mom's hips tightly as he reamed out her burning asshole as hard as he could. In and out his swollen cock sawed, deeply fucking her bowels. Cynthia wantonly thrust her hand under her belly, finger-fucking her itching cunt.
"I'm cumming, Bobby! Fuck my asshole! Fuck my brains out! I'm cuuummiiiiinnggg!"
Her cum-spasming asshole sucked her boy's huge cock. Bobby let his jizz shoot up her shitter, drenching his mother's ass channel with thick, milky gobs of jetting cum. Cynthia felt it bubbling up in her asshole, burbling out of her puckered ass ring around his hammering cock.
And still she kept humping, incredibly horny. I'm just a horny bitch, Cynthia thought shamefully. A horny bitch for my son's cock!
CHAPTER TEN
"Good God, Pete, what a big, fat, beautiful hard-on," Janet whispered.
A few minutes earlier they'd been watching television together in the den. Then Janet had gotten horny and reached automatically for her son's well-filled crotch.
Pete's pants were now bunched around his ankles. Janet knelt before him, lewdly fondling and jacking his cock. The meaty prick had swollen to total stiffness with cum and blood. Janet was preparing to suck him off.
She wrapped her hand tightly around the center of his cockshaft and started beating his meat violently, massaging his heavy balls with her left hand. Pete moaned and writhed on the chair. Janet bent her head, flicked out her tongue and shamelessly lapped the oozing pre-cum off the knob of his enormous prick.
"I'm going to make you cum fast tonight, lover," she purred. "Mommy really wants a bellyful of spunk."
Pete grinned, nodded and held her head. Janet opened her mouth very wide and stuffed his mammoth rod down her throat. She clamped her lips tightly around the trunk. Then she puckered her cheeks and feverishly started sucking, swirling her tongue around the cum-bubbling head of his prick.
Mechanically she bobbed her head, making loud slurping, gurgling sounds of cock-sucking pleasure as she worked out on his cockrod. Stiffer and longer Pete's prick grew and Janet became still hungrier for the taste of shooting cum.
Ordinarily she worked lazily on his cock before building him up to his climax, but tonight she wanted to gulp down jism right away. Janet's cheeks flushed brightly as she sucked his cock as hard as she could, dragging her full, wet lips up and down the prickshaft.
Her hand pumped on the cock-root, beating him off quickly and furiously. She dug her fingers into his nut-sac and skillfully fondled the twin globes, marveling at all the cream they contained. And still the horny mom kept sucking with a frantic intensity, urging her son to shoot buckets of hot cum down her throat.
A minute later she got what she wanted. Pete gasped, pulling her hair and fucking his ass high off the chair. Janet nearly choked as a huge geyser of cock juice fountained out of his cock knob, blasting all around the inside of her mouth.
Again and again her son came, spurting the cream down her throat. Janet slurped and sucked and licked and swallowed, her throat muscles moving and contracting. She didn't stop going down on her child's beautiful cock until she'd cleaned the last traces of cum off of his cock. Then she took the swollen prick-rod out of her mouth and wantonly continued to jack it slow and hard, looking up at her teen's handsome face.
"Son," she murmured. "Do you ever think about fucking my friend Cynthia? The one with the big tits?"
Pete grinned. "What?"
"You know who I mean, honey. I'm sure you've spent at least a little time ogling those huge tits of hers. I think she's a very horny woman, darling. I don't think it would be at all difficult to get her to spread her legs for that huge cock of yours."
Pete didn't say anything, but his cock swelled with fresh blood. Janet jacked on it faster.
"Pay her a little visit tomorrow, Pete. Tell her ... ah, let's see ... tell her that you're having a problem with a girlfriend at school.. Yes, that's a good one. And that you didn't feel right telling me about it, that you wanted some advice from her."
Janet beat his meat faster and faster. "And Pete, don't wear any underwear when you visit her. All right? In fact, you might even wear shorts, honey. I guarantee you she'll get into your pants as fast as she can."
Pete didn't say anything, but his mammoth cock-rod had grown as hard as bone. Janet giggled and licked the freshly cum-oozing up. She popped the cock knob back into her buttery mouth and again started sucking it as hard as she could.
By early the next afternoon, Cynthia's pussy was throbbing so hard it hurt. She simply could not get her frequent, torrid fuck-sessions with her son out of her mind. The more she thought about how shamelessly she'd made it with Bobby, the more fuck-juice oozed out of the depths of her furry pussy.
She was now naked on her bed, enormous tits flopping and jiggling as she whacked off her pussy. Suddenly, just as she was preparing to cum, the doorbell rang. Cynthia cursed and reached for a bathrobe, knotting it around her waist. She flushed as she felt her huge, braless tits bouncing under it as she went to see who it was.
When she opened the door she was shocked. There, of all people, was Janet's son, Pete. Cynthia couldn't remember the last time she'd spoken to him and this was the first time he'd ever visited. But the first thing she noticed as she looked at him was that Pete was dressed very skimpily. Cynthia stared involuntarily at his muscular legs, revealed by his shorts.
And his cock! She could see the outline of a big, thick prick stretching down the inside of his leg. Pete obviously wasn't wearing any underwear.
"Why, Pete," Cynthia stammered nervously. "What a pleasant surprise."
"Can I come in and talk to you for a minute, Mrs. Stratton?" Pete asked. "I know it's kind of a surprise my visiting you like this, but I really need some advice."
"Of course, Pete." Cynthia felt her pussy throbbing as she held open the door, directing him into the living room. "Come right in."
Pete went into the living room and sat on the couch. Cynthia groaned as he spread his legs and she saw the outline of his prick more clearly. She sat on the cushion beside him, her bathrobe gaping open slightly to reveal the deep, spongy cleavage of her enormous tits.
"Now what kind of advice do you need, Pete?"
"Well, it's not the sort of thing a guy can talk to his mom about," Pete replied. "But mom said you always knew a lot about, you know, sex and stuff."
"Oh?" Cynthia felt her cunt throbbing again. She had a feeling this discussion was going to turn her on.
"Yeah. Uh, Mrs. Stratton, I'm not really sure where to begin. It's, uh ... well, the other night, see, I was trying to get it on with this girl-"
Cynthia interrupted, her face flushing. "Pete, do you really think this is the sort of thing you ought to be telling me about?"
"Yeah! I mean, that's the problem. I don't know who else to ask." Pete shrugged. "Anyhow, I was making it with this chick and she was real wet and everything, but I couldn't, you know, get my cock into her."
"Pete, this is really pretty shocking," Cynthia said awkwardly.
But Pete went on as if he hadn't heard her. "I kept on pushing, and it just wouldn't go. And she said, like, it was way too big to get into any girl. She said she couldn't believe I'd ever be able to fuck a girl at all. That I just had way too big a cock."
Cynthia studied Pete's face and saw the mischievous gleam in his eye. He was doing this on purpose, she realized suddenly. She didn't know why he'd made the decision now, but he'd obviously come over to seduce her.
"Pete, why are you telling me this?" Cynthia asked stiffly.
"Well, I was wondering if you could take a look at it, Mrs. Stratton," answered Pete innocently. "I mean, I don't know that much about sex, about what the right size is for a cock. So I was wondering ... well, I guess I'll just show you."
And then he stood up and positioned himself in front of her. Before Cynthia knew what was going on, Pete had dropped his shorts to his ankles. There throbbed a simply gigantic cock, even larger than her son's prick rod!
The meaty cockshaft was completely swollen with blood. It stood straight out before him, bobbing and twitching, the piss-hole staring Cynthia right in the face. Cynthia gasped at the size of the bulbous, purplish cock knob and the way sappy cock juice coated the tip.
"Pete! Good God, pull your shorts on!"
"Is this a good size for a cock, Mrs. Stratton?" Pete asked, grinning lewdly, stepping so close to the couch that his cock nearly touched her face. "Do you think I could fuck a girl's cunt with a prick like this, if her pussy was wet enough?"
"Y-y-yes, I think you could ... fuck a girl with that," Cynthia stammered. "Now pull your shorts back on!"
But the huge prick kept on pulsing and quivering and it was so close that Cynthia could see the jizz bubbling out of his cum slit. She knew that her son Bobby would be home soon and that there was an excellent chalice of being caught if she tried fucking Pete.
But the sight of his cockmeat made her to horny to care. Cynthia moaned and wrapped her hand compulsively around his prick. Pete chuckled triumphantly. Cynthia started jacking his cock as hard as she could.
"You scheming little bastard," she whispered. "So, you want to know if you can fuck a girl with a whopper like this, do you? Well, why don't we just find out?"
Cynthia stood up, letting her bathrobe fall to the floor. Now it was Pete's turn to groan as he beheld the naked woman's lush physique and incredibly huge tits. Cynthia lay on her back on the living room carpet, her mammoth breasts bouncing and quivering. She spread her long legs as wide as she could, showing young Pete her hairy cunt.
"Let's see if your cock is really too big after all, Pete," she purred. "Go ahead and fuck my pussy! I don't think you'll have too much trouble."
Pete fell to his knees between her legs, his giant prick pole throbbing over her belly. Cynthia watched him nestle the bloated tip between the pouting, curly-haired lips of her pussy.
Then it was going into her, stabbing her like a sword. Cynthia groaned and shuddered as inch after inch of his massive prick stabbed into her buttery cunt.
"I ... unh ... I guess it's not too big, Pete," she gasped, starting to hump eagerly beneath him. "Unngghh! It's a tight fit though, isn't it? Unnhhh!"
Pete thrust violently, pounding his mammoth prick all the way into her pussy with one big stroke. Cynthia's pussy creamed and pulsed. Impulsively she swiveled suddenly beneath him, turning Pete onto his back.
Now she was on top of him, her knees on the carpet to either side of his hips, her enormous tits quivering over his chest. Cynthia leaned forward, swinging her tits over him as she held his shoulders for support. She started pistoning her nimble ass cheeks like a lust-crazed machine, whipping her pussy up and down on the satisfying stiffness of his cock.
"It fits all right, doesn't it? Oh, Pete, fuck my pussy! Unhh unhhh, fuck my juicy cunt!"
Pete slid his hands up her slim waist, cupping her giant tits. Cynthia moaned as he tweaked the fat, stiff nipples. He opened his mouth and she leaned far enough forward to let him suck in the cherry cap of one tit.
Pete sucked her tit hard, simultaneously grasping her ass cheeks and thrusting his hips high off the floor, pounding his steel-hard cock in and of her syrupy, hairy cunt. Cynthia shuddered and punched her ass down to meet his thrusts. The knob of his prick was so deep inside her!
"Fuck my cunt, lover, fuck my cunt!" Cynthia squealed. "I'm so fucking horny! Oh, Pete! Please fuck my wet, juicy cunt!"
Pete clawed her ass globes and humped into her hot pussy as hard as he could. Then they were humping in rhythmic unison, Cynthia riding furiously up and down on his prick, coating it with cunt cream.
"Mom! Jesus!"
At the sound of the voice, Cynthia gasped and turned her head. Then her cheeks flooded with a red blush of shame. It was just as she'd feared. Her son Bobby stood behind her, his mouth open with shock. He'd come home from school.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Nervously Janet paced around her bedroom, pausing frequently to grimace as she roughly rubbed her wet pussy under her skirt. She could hear the minutes ticking away on the wind-up alarm clock by her bed.
Pete was at Cynthia's house right now, she thought. He was over there giving Cynthia a good, hard fucking. Janet was certain her friend had offered no real resistance to Pete's advances. Pete was undoubtedly heaving and humping between Cynthia's thighs right at that very moment!
What if I went over there too? Janet wondered suddenly. What if I were to simply walk in and catch Pete fucking the bejesus out of Cynthia's hot cunt? What would Cynthia be able to say then?
Janet knew that if that happened Cynthia wouldn't be able to stop her from joining in. Janet smiled as her cunt throbbed wildly with lustful anticipation. She hurried out of the house toward the car.
"Oh, Bobby!" Cynthia pleaded. "Oh, Bobby, please don't be upset with me! I ... can explain this!"
Bobby stared at his mother's flushed face, then lowered his eyes to her ass. The full, peach-shaped globes faced him. Under the crack of her ass he could see his mom's wet, hairy cunt. The lips of her pussy were spread wide now, juicily gripping around the blood-logged shaft of Pete's enormous cock.
"You can explain, huh?" Bobby laughed. "Shit, Mom, you're fucking him right on the floor! How the fuck are you going to explain that?"
Desperately Cynthia looked down at Pete, as if there were some way he could help her. But Janet's handsome son merely smiled back at her. His huge cock had lost none of its stiffness and it was throbbing rhythmically deep inside her buttery cunt.
Then Pete shamelessly started humping again, fucking his mammoth cock rod in and out of her furry slit as Bobby watched. Cynthia squealed and tried to hold his hips down, but it was impossible. Pete just went on fucking his big prick in and out of her cunt.
"Oh, Pete!" Cynthia cried desperately. "Stop that! Bobby's watching ... oh, Bobby, please forgive me for this! I feel so ashamed!"
"I don't feel ashamed, Mom," Bobby said softly. "Shit, I just feel horny!"
Then Cynthia saw the huge hard-on sticking through her son's pants. She gasped as Bobby dropped his school books and kicked off his shoes, tearing off his shirt. Then he dropped his pants, leaving himself completely naked.
Bobby's big prick pulsed stiffly before him, nearly as large as Pete's enormous cock rod. Pete chuckled and fucked Cynthia's hot cunt faster, heaving his hips off the floor beneath her. Cynthia moaned, wondering what her son could possibly intend to do to her.
Then Bobby knelt on the floor behind her ass. He dug his hands into the ball-bearing ass globes, spreading them wide apart. For a moment, he just watched Pete's cock fucking into his mom, the wet shaft spearing rhythmically in and out of her pussy. Then he started working his finger up his mother's tight, puckered asshole.
"Oh, Bobby!" Cynthia stiffened, her eyes opening wide with shock. "No, Bobby! Oh, no, you can't mean to do that to me now! Bobby, take your finger out of my asshole, Bobby! You can't fuck my asshole now!"
"Hey, Bobby, so you fuck your mom too, huh?" Pete asked, grinning at Cynthia's son over her shoulder. "Just like I fucked mine!"
Cynthia squealed and looked down at Pete in horror, suddenly picturing Janet moaning and crying as her pussy was ravaged by Pete's cock. But the thought was brought to an abrupt close as her son replaced his finger with the fat, spongy crown of his cock.
"You bet I do!" Bobby told Pete happily. "As a matter of fact, sometimes Momma even lets me fuck her up the ass!"
And with that Cynthia felt her son's giant cock-pole stabbing into her asshole, stretching it. Cynthia shuddered and tried to pull away from him, but that only made her dripping pussy grind harder onto Pete's cock.
Her asshole was completely dry, except for the cunt oils that had dripped out of her pussy and trickled between her ass cheeks. Bobby was fucking his mammoth prick savagely up her ass tunnel, spreading the rubbery walls to the bursting point.
The pain was sharp and intense. Cynthia's pretty face contorted in pain, and she helplessly beat her hand on Pete's chest. "No, Bobby, don't fuck my asshole!" she cried miserably. "Aw, Bobby, you're hurting me! I can't take your big cock up there! Please stop, Bobby! Please!"
Bobby ignored her frenzied cries. He felt a little jealous that his mother had been fucking Pete and he wanted to punish her for her infidelity. Bobby grinned cruelly as he twisted his hips on top of her, forcing inch after inch of his blood-pulsing cock into the forbidden tightness of his mother's ass.
Helplessly Cynthia flailed beneath him, her enormous tits bouncing on Pete's chest. She could feel the two giant cocks driving into her at the same time, throbbing on the thin membrane dividing her pussy from her ass.
"Bobby, it's killing me! Don't fuck my asshole, honey! Oh, Bobby, take it out!"
Bobby just gasped with pleasure as his mom's tight asshole convulsively contracted and spasmed around his cockmeat. He lunged into her bowel tract, plowing his prick-rod the rest of the way between her shivering ass cheeks. Cynthia nearly blacked out as her horny child suddenly nailed every inch of his cock up her ass.
She was too exhausted to resist him any further. Pete's cock was stiff and long up her creamy pussy and her son's cock felt like iron inside her asshole. Cynthia moaned and lay motionless and submissive on Pete, her tits squashed on his chest, letting her son fuck her asshole as much as he liked.
For a moment Bobby just churned and ground on top of her, flexing his cock in the depths of his mom's asshole. He stared down between her plump ass cheeks as he slowly pulled his cock out of her. He could see her round, pink, puckered asshole dragging around his cock shaft.
"Bob-bee, oh, Godddd!"
Cynthia was writhing and shuddering, overwhelmed by the fuck from the twin-pronged cock. Bobby paused with just the head of his prick inside her, letting her shit muscles nip around it exquisitely. Then he dug his fingers into her hips and again impaled his aching stiffness back into her asshole.
It went in even deeper this time, ravishing the most secret depths of her bowels. Cynthia groaned and moved between them. Pete was fucking her pussy again, she realized deliriously. In and out his cock sawed into her juicy cunt, massaging her swollen clit with every stroke.
"Feels good, don't it, Bobby?" Pete laughed. "Go ahead, fuck Momma's asshole! Fuck it hard, Bobby! You know she's gonna start digging it!"
Bobby pulled out, then thrust his prick back in again. Then he commenced a slow, hard, ass-fucking rhythm, pounding his painfully-swollen prick through the rubbery grip of her ass ring. Cynthia could feel the steadiness with which his cock rammed up her bowels. It matched the rhythm of Pete's big cock fucking her juicy cunt.
Then both teenaged studs were fucking her in unison, ramming their cocks into her at the same time, simultaneously pulling out for another battering thrust. For long minutes Cynthia just panted between them, her tits jiggling on Pete's chest. Finally she realized how much it was all turning her on.
Her cunt was dripping wet, spewing fuckjuice continually on Pete's cockrod. Her asshole had stretched wide-open, to accommodate the driving hardness of her son's cock. The narrow little shit tunnel itched and burned, convulsively clasping and sucking Bobby's big prick.
And she loved it! It felt incredibly good! At first Cynthia tried to fight the pleasure, biting her lip so she wouldn't moan with hot lust. But she lost the battle against her wanton cravings. Soon she was grunting and humping tentatively between them, thrusting her asshole onto her son's prick, pumping her pussy onto Pete's pistoning cock.
"You like it now, don't you?" Bobby whispered. "Come on, admit it! You love the way Pete's cockrod feels up your pussy! And it feels twice as good when I'm fucking your asshole at the same time! Come on, Momma, beg for it! Beg for our big, fucking pricks!"
"Oh ... ohhhhh ... fuck me!" Cynthia gasped. Her cheeks were pink with shame as she uncontrollably bucked her hips, desperate for as much cock meat as she could possibly get inside her.
"Yes, you're right, Bobby!" she moaned. "Oh, Son, oh, God, fuck my asshole! My asshole's horny for you, lover! Fuck mommy's horny ass!"
Cynthia flexed her pussy walls around Pete's cock, making the glistening walls of her cunt clamp around his prick. "Fuck my pussy, Pete! Fuck my cunt, make me cum! Oh, both of you! Just fuck the shit out of me! Fuck my asshole, Bobby! Fuck my pussy, Pete! Make me cummmm!"
Her face contorted with mad passion, Cynthia humped as frantically as she could. The sweat dripped from her naked, big-titted body as she tried to pound her asshole onto her son's cock rod and her cunt onto Pete's prick at the same time.
The horny young studs met the fury of her lust. Pete panted as he stabbed his cum-laden cock into her pussy, fighting to keep the jism in his bouncing nut-bag. Cruelly Bobby hammered his cockmeat up his mother's asshole, experiencing the intense pleasure of her ass tunnel clasping and sucking his prick.
"I'm cumming, guys!" Cynthia gasped. She bit her lip, her nakedness glistening with sweat as she wildly undulated between them. "Fuck my pussy! Unh unh, God, fuck my asshole! Oh, fuck, I can't stand it! I'm about to cummm!"
Pete and Bobby fucked her luscious body as hard as they could, savagely battering their rock-hard cocks into the churning heat of her cunt and asshole. Cynthia flopped like a rag doll between them, overcome with lust. Then she was suddenly caught in the most violent orgasm of her life.
"Fuck my pussy, fuck my asshole!" she chanted. "I'm so horny! Aww, God, I'm exploding! Fuck me, Fuck meeeee! I'm cuummmiiinnnggg!"
Her cunt and asshole spasmed violently, locking around the driving cocks. Pete and Bobby wildly kept fucking into her, intent upon loosing their separate loads of jism. But then they were interrupted by a fourth party in the living room.
"No, guys, please don't cum in her!" Janet pleaded. "Please hold back for a while. You have to fuck me too!"
Janet had been standing in front of the window, eagerly rubbing her cunt through her skirt as she'd watched the incredible fuck-scene unfolding in the living room. She'd heard Cynthia's wails of orgasm and had known that she had to enter immediately if she wanted to get fucked too.
Cynthia was gaping at her in horror, but Janet didn't have time for an explanation. Frantically she pulled off her clothes, tossing her skirt and blouse onto the carpet. Bobby grinned at her and pulled his cock out of his mother's asshole. It was as hard as iron, pulsing almost painfully with cum.
Cynthia moaned and rolled off Pete, curling up into an exhausted ball beside them. Janet saw that her son's cock was rock-hard too. Pete winked at his mother and Janet knew that he was still raring to go.
"Let's change places, boys," Janet said. "Son, I want you to fuck my asshole this time! Oh, Bobby, look at your cock! I have to lick it clean before I can let you fuck my cunt!"
Bobby's cock was smeared with his mother's shit juices. Unconcernedly Janet fell to the floor and buried her head in Bobby's crotch. Immediately she deep-throated the boy's prick, sucking it furiously. In a moment it glistened with saliva, more than clean enough to be rammed up her cunt.
"All right, Bobby, lie on your back," Janet panted. "I'm gonna sit right down on this big dick of yours ... oh, fuck, that's right ... oh, fuuuuck!"
Bobby lay on his back and Janet straddled him, fitting the juicy tip of his cock into her hairy pussy hole. She wiggled her ass to make the huge cock-pole stab up her cunt, clutching Bobby's shoulders for support. Then it was all the way inside her and she looked anxiously at her son Pete's prick.
"Don't make me wait, Pete! Fuck my asshole, honey! Fuck mommy's horny butt!"
Pete mounted his sex-starved mom, pushing her down flat so that her small tits were crushed on Bobby's chest. He fit his rosy cock head onto her puckered asshole and started driving it into her. Janet was so horny that her asshole opened easily for him. She felt the meaty thickness of his prick driving relentlessly up her tight, rubbery asshole.
"Oh, fuck me, boys, fuck meee!" Feverishly Janet started humping between them, slamming her hairy pussy onto Bobby's fat cock, pistoning her puckered asshole onto her son's prick. "Fuck my asshole, Son! All the way in, now! Unggghhh! Oh, fuck, it's good! It's so goooood to be fucked!"
By now both of the teens were too horny to be gentle. As soon as Pete's cock was completely embedded up her asshole, both boys started fucking Janet as hard as they could.
Furiously they pumped their bloated pricks into her, pummeling her pussy and asshole at the same time. Bobby's cock glided easily through the gushing wetness of her hairy cunt, while Pete had to really whip his ass to make his massive cock ream out his mother's asshole.
Janet felt the horniness mounting swiftly inside her, her whole body seeming to throb and burn with total lust. "Fuck my asshole harder, Pete!" she gasped. "Fuck my pussy, Bobby! I'm cumming now! Oh, fuck, it's really a big one! I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
The orgasm that pounded through her loins was the most intense one she'd ever had. It thrilled her cunt and asshole to the core, making the twin fuck tunnels contract like a vise around the dicks plowing inside her.
Bobby was the first one to shoot off. Janet felt his big cock geysering inside her, spurting whole cups of cum up her buttery cunt. It streamed up her pussy, bubbling back out of her hairy cunt slit around his cock. Then Pete let loose too.
Her son rammed his prick up her asshole as far as it would go. Even as Bobby's cock was shooting off in her pussy, Janet felt her son's hot cum spurting up her asshole. It bathed the tender inner walls of her ass tunnel with jism, filling her asshole completely with it. Soon the frothing white cream was burbling out of her puckered asshole, as Pete continued to fuck his cumming rod up his mom's asshole.
Watching from the floor, Cynthia felt her huge tits quivering as she shamelessly finger-fucked her cunt. She was horny again, she realized, and she wanted to suck her son's cock as soon as he finished fucking Janet. She wanted to mouth Pete's cock too. She was as horny as if she'd never cum at all.
A shameless smile of pleasure spread across Cynthia's face. She'd been wrong to be so inhibited. There was no joy on earth to match the simple pleasure of being fucked-especially by her son.
