His name was Earl and Margaret had met him for the first time that evening. Now she had him at home in her living room, and, like always, the big problem was whether her teenaged son Brian was asleep. She assumed he was. This wouldn't be the first time she'd brought home a man on Saturday night. She and Brian had talked about it and they'd agreed it was important for her to get out and have some fun occasionally.
She was standing near the bar in the living room now. Earl was behind her, his hands on her tits and his cock pressing against her ass through her dress.
He lowered the spaghetti shoulder straps of her party dress, pulling the front of her dress down to uncover her bra-encased tits. The bra was strapless, black lace and hooked in front. Margaret quivered as she looked down to watch his fingers toy with her nipples through the lace.
He closed his big hands over her tits and pressed his cock more firmly against her asscrack.
"Feel that?"
"Of course I do."
Earl chuckled. "All for you, baby. I hope you like them big."
"Mmmmm!"
She did like them big. Hot and thick. She liked a thick prick and a fat pair of balls. She hoped Earl wasn't bluffing about what he had. One of the reasons she'd let him pick her up at the bar was that she'd guessed he was well-hung! She needed fucking tonight and she wanted a man with the right equipment for it.
"Let's fuck," Earl said.
Margaret trembled with excitement. "Not here. We'll go to my room."
"Is the kid asleep?"
"Yes, I think so."
Earl kept a hand on her ass as they walked out of the living room. She held the front of her dress over her tits just in case Brian's door was open. But the boy's door was closed, and she and Earl slipped quietly past it into her bedroom.
"You've got to be quiet," she said. "I don't like to wake him."
Earl patted her ass and whispered: "Like a mouse, baby. I'll be as quiet as a mouse."
Her panties were wet. She could feel the dampness on the insides of her thighs now. She was glad they were in her bedroom instead of outside in his car. Oh God, she was hungry for it!
It wasn't long before they fell on the bed. Earl kissed her, pulled the top of her dress down again and kissed her tits. She moaned softly as he sucked her nipples.
.v She let him undress her. She felt like a queen as she lay there while he worked at the zippers and hooks. He soon had her down to her panties and nylons.
"Now the unveiling," he said with a smile.
She raised her ass off the mattress as he pulled her panties down. Only one small lamp was lit and the light was dim enough for the mood to be erotic. When he had the panties off her legs, she trembled as he pushed her thighs apart to look at her cunt.
"Now that's a banquet," he said.
Margaret quivered. Would he eat her? She was very hairy down there and sometimes men were put off by it. You could never predict what a man wanted. She was happy Earl liked her pussy. She could tell by his eyes that he wasn't faking it. She boldly opened her legs even wider to show him everything.
"It's your turn to get undressed now," she said.
He grinned at her as he quickly stripped his clothes off. Then finally he was down to his shorts and she watched carefully as he dropped them and stepped out of them.
He was hung, all right. His cock was long and thick and his balls massive. Her pussy twitched as she imagined what his dick would feel like inside her.
He smiled at her as he milked his prick with his fingers. Then he came to the bed and climbed onto it and her hand went out to find his cock.
She curled her fingers around his thick cock-shaft and slowly jacked his prick. "Mmmm, this is nice!"
His hands were on her body, one hand now sliding down over her belly to stroke her cunt. She opened her thighs wider and then she groaned as a thick finger pushed inside her gaping cunthole.
He snickered at the way she responded to his probing finger.
"I knew you'd be a hot piece."
"And I knew you'd have a big cock."
He added a second finger to the first, and she gasped with pleasure as his fingers moved and twisted inside her cunthole. He reamed out her fuck-channel, his eyes on his fingers as they slid in and out of her hot pussy.
"You're getting my hand wet."
"I can't help it, I always get flooded." b "What about here? What about the backdoor? Ever had it in the ass?"
"Yes I have. But I don't think I want that tonight."
"You're afraid of my dick." "Maybe. Please, Earl, not tonight." He chuckled. "Okay, not tonight. I'll suck your pussy if you want."
He was turning out to be a much better lover than she'd expected. The talk about fucking her ass had made her hot as hell and she was dying for him to go down on her. Was Brian really asleep? She prayed he was. Sometimes she couldn't help making noise when she got fucked and she was always worried Brian would hear her.
He was such a doll, Brian was. In the past few years he'd blossomed and now he was almost a man. Sometimes she thought she had the hots for her own son. She wondered if other mothers were the same.
Earl had his face between her legs now. Margaret whimpered with pleasure as she pulled her knees back to her tits and then draped her legs over his shoulders. In a moment a shudder went through her as she felt his tongue sliding inside her cunthole. She was so wet down there; She groaned as she heard him slurping at her juices.
She loved getting head. She loved having a man's face between her legs with his mouth sucking at her cunt. She tossed around a bit, rolling her hips and pumping her crotch at Earl's face. He seemed not to mind it and she kept it up. She liked to move when she had a tongue in her pussy. He was good. He kept his nose rubbing against her clit as his tongue and lips worked on her cunthole.
Then he moved his face, clamped his lips over her elk and shoved three fingers inside her steaming cunthole. He sucked her clit as he fingerfucked her cunt^channel. His technique was excellent and before long she could feel the climax approaching.
"Oh God, I'm coming!"
He kept his fingers moving and his lips working on her clit as she went off. She humped at his face, her ass bouncing off the mattress as she fucked back at his mouth.
Then it was finished and what she wanted now was his big cock in her pussy. She pulled her knees all the way back to her tits and ran her hands over the undersides of her thighs.
"Fuck me now! Stick your cock in and fuck me!"
He grinned as he went in. His big prick slid smoothly inside her twitching cunthoie. He kept her knees pushed back with Ms hands, his hairy baHs slapping against her ass as he started pumping his prick in her fuckhole.
In the adjoining bedroom, Brian had his fist closed around his cock. He always remained awake when his mother came home with a man. The wall that separated their bedrooms was thin enough so that he could hear them smooching and fucking on her bed.
Brian's friends all told him he had the best-looking mother. Sometimes friends snickered about her, but Brian didn't mind. They talked like that about everyone's mother.
He often wondered what it would be like to fuck her. He couldn't help thinking about it when she brought a man home with her. He'd never met the man she now had in the room with her. Brian knew she picked up men in bars and brought them home. She had more or less told him more than once that she needed an active sex life.
Did he mind it? Sometimes he thought he did. He never denied to himself that she turned him on sexually. She hardly ever wore a bra when she lounged around the house on weekends and often he stared at her nipples under her blouse or shirt and it gave him a hard-on. Sometimes he had to sit there with his crotch covered with a newspaper until his prick went down.
You're jealous, he thought. Yes it was true, he was jealous. Whoever that bastard was who was in there fucking her, Brian wanted to be in his place. He imagined her legs draped over his shoulders as he pounded her cunt with his stiff cock.
He could hear her moaning now. She was getting it, all right. Brian wondered how they were doing it. Was she on her back or was she riding him? The girl he was going with liked to ride his cock and hang her tits over his face so he could suck them. Brian clenched his teeth as he imagined himself sucking his mother's big tits and chewing on her fat nipples.
Christ, you'll make yourself crazy! he thought.
He pumped his prick carefully, anxious not to come yet. He wondered how much prick his mother liked. The girls all said he was hung like a horse. Some of them went crazy over his cock and balls the first time they saw him.
Once again he imagined himself fucking his mother. He'd have her bent over on her bed, her lush ass turned up so that he could see her cunt and asshole at the same time. Then he'd rub his knob up and down her asscrack and between her cuntlips and finally push his prick inside her hot cunt and start fucking her.
Her cries were louder now, like a calf bleating for its mother. Except she was in there bleating for more cock like his girlfriend did when she was close to coming. Oh fuck, what he wouldn't give to watch his mother's tits shake when she got fucked. Did she give head? Did she like sucking a guy's prick before he fucked her?
Brian's hand moved up and down more quickly now. He curled the fingers of his left hand under his balls and lifted his ball-bag. His fist pumped up and down, his cockskin sliding smoothly over his knob and then back down again. The head of his prick was wet, his pisshole oozing the clear lube juice in a steady stream.
Then he heard his mother cry out and he knew she was making it in there. The guy must be good. She didn't always sound so happy when she brought a man home with her.
Brian thought about her cunt as he came. He pictured the dark wet hole she had between her legs, and then suddenly the hot jism spurted out of the tip of his prick, his cum gushing out in great gobs of white and splashing over everything in sight.
Oh Christ! he thought.
His cock was still squirting as his mother cried out again.
Chapter Two
The next morning Margaret and Brian had breakfast together.
"Honey, you don't look like you slept too well."
Brian shrugged. "I'm okay, Mom."
She wondered about him, wondered why he looked so bedraggled. He was wearing only his shorts and she kept glancing at his bare chest. He was filling out, putting muscle on his frame. He had wide shoulders and an athletic body, the sort of male body that always turned her on.
Stop it! He's your own son! she thought.
She couldn't help it. She imagined him fucking a girl. She knew he made it with his girlfriends. She wondered what he was like when he had a girl in his arms. Was he a good lover? She hoped he was. He had such fascinating eyes. She suspected he was as passionate as she was. All her brothers were hot-blooded.
She continued drinking her coffee, but the more she thought about Brian the more turned on she became. She'd had a good fuck last night with Earl and here she was in the morning thinking about sex again. She told herself she ought to be spanked, then giggled to herself because the idea of being spanked turned her on even more.
Margaret, you're a horny slut, she thought.
"Do you want some more eggs?"
"No thanks, Mom."
Brian had his eyes on her. Like Margaret, he was thinking about fucking. Fucking his mother. The idea had come out in the open recently and these days he never pushed it back. He thought about it the way he thought about fucking one of his girlfriends. Except the woman in his mind was his gorgeous mother and that made him wild with excitement.
He kept looking at her tits. She was wearing only a halter and shorts and her tits bulged in the skimpy top. He thought about sucking her tits, holding them in his hands and licking her nipples.
Margaret chuckled. "You're staring at my boobs."
"Sorry," Brian said. He blushed. It wasn't the first time she'd caught him at it.
"Maybe I ought to put more clothes on."
"Hell, Mom, the girls show more at the beach."
"Yes, you're right. I'm just not used to having a man in the house staring at me."
"Does it upset you?"
She smiled at him. "Honey, every woman likes to be looked at." She giggled. "Just remember I'm your mother."
"I'll remember."
"Do you have plans for the day?"
"Yeah, I've got a date with Cindy. Sort of a date, anyway,"
Brian had a hard-on as he rode his bike to his girlfriend's house. He found her sunbathing in her backyward, and after parking his bike, he stretched out on the empty glider beside her.
"You're late," she said.
"Only a half hour."
"Anyway I don't care. I'm just bored."
She was a blonde doll, blue eyes and long blonde hair and a curvy body. She looked marvelous in the blue bikini she was wearing.
"You'll get burned," he said.
She pouted at him. "You sound jjust like my father. There's some beer in the fridge. I brought two cans up from the cellar and if we drink it they won't know about it.
"Are they away?"
"That's right, they're gone. Go get the beer."
He brought back the two cans of cold beer and they drank some of it. Then he leaned over and closed his hand over her left tit. "Cold?"
She giggled. "Don't be fresh."
But she didn't push his hand away. He squeezed her tit and ran his fingertips over the outline of her nipple. Then he pulled at the cup, pulled it down so that her tit popped free.
She had nice big tits, creamy tits with fat pink nipples. He rubbed the exposed nipple and it stiffened under his fingers.
She finally pushed his hand away and covered her tit. "Not here."
"No one can see us."
"I don't care, I said not here."
He muttered at her. She was such a stubborn little bitch, always doing the opposite of what he told her, always teasing him with her body. He sipped his beer and looked around at the carefully tended lawn. The house was bigger than the one he lived in with his mother. Cindy's old man had money and he liked to show it.
Brian touched her again, his hand roaming over her tits, tickling between them and pinching her nipples.
She giggled at him, then finally she untied the halter top and let it slip away. "You're horny."
"Christ, is that a crime now?"
He pulled the top out of her hands. At first he just looked, his eyes hot as he gazed at her naked boobs. He could tell she liked it. His mother was right about women liking to be looked at. Cindy sat there with her hands calmly folded on her belly and her luscious tits taking up the sun.
"I'll get my nipples burned."
He sucked one of tier nippies into his mouth. She made a sound of pleasure as he tugged at the nipple with his teeth. Then he opened his mouth wide and sucked a good part of her tit inside and squeezed it.
She groaned. "Do the other one!"
He went from one tit to the other, his hands lifting them, his tongue lapping at her nipples and then his lips sucking at them until they became stiff like stalks and she moaned as she pushed his head away.
"That's enough, you can't do any more. Let me have the top back."
"Cindy, you're a pricktease!"
"No, I'm not. I'm just smarter than you think I am."
He cursed under his breath as he watched her tie the top back. Now her tits were covered again, wet with his saliva under the nylon but once again hidden from his eyes.
He kissed her. She opened her mouth and accepted his tongue. She always liked to kiss. Then his hand slipped down over her belly and he touched her cunt mound through her bikini.
She kept sucking on his tongue while he stroked her pussy through the nylon crotch. Was she wet? He couldn't feel anything with his fingers, but he thought maybe she was wet and just holding back.
Then she pushed him away. "My folks are coming home soon."
"I thought you said they were gone."
"Well, they're gone, all right, but they're coming back."
She wouldn't neck with him any more.
"We have a date next Saturday," she said. "You promised you'd take me to that dance."
He was annoyed at her. Next Saturday seemed like'a year away. What the hell was he supposed to do until next Saturday?
His mother was out when he returned home.
Brian went up to his room and stripped everything off except his shorts. He walked into his mother's room and looked around. She wasn't that neat. She always left things lying around the room so that it looked cluttered. He picked up the black negligee that lay draped over the back of a chair. Flimsy lace. Transparent.
She wore it sometimes, but always with a slip under it. Maybe when she had a lover in her room she wore the negligee without anything on underneath.
He went to the closet, slid the door open and fumbled around in the hamper until he found what he wanted.
A pair of blue nylon panties.
He sniffed at the crotch, his blood racing as he caught the smell of her cunt.
His mother's dripping cunt.
In a moment his shorts were down, his fist pumping his prick. It didn't take long. He kept stroking his prick until he was close, and then at the end he capped his prick with her panties and shot the load right into the smelly crotch.
When he was finished, he lifted the panties and watched his jism soak into the blue nylon.
Right up her cunt, he thought.
He threw the soiled panties back into the hamper, pulled his shorts up and returned to his room.
Chapter Three
Margaret sat in the motel room watching the boy undress.
His name was Perry and he looked delicious. When he first flirted with her in a shopping mall she was taken by surprise. Then she realized he was a stud, a teenager who loitered around the shopping mall looking to pick up women who were alone. Women like herself.
She was hungry for him. What she wanted was a quick fuck, an experiment with a boy the same age as Brian. She hadn't fucked a boy this young since she herself had been a teenager.
Perry was down to his jockey shorts now. He had a lean body, strong thighs and hard muscles and a hard cock tenting the cotton of his black shorts.
Hung, she thought. She could tell by the size of the bulge in his shorts that he was hung the way she liked them.
She smiled at him and called him over. "Let me do that."
She was still dressed. She had teased him into getting undressed and showing himself naked to her. Now he came forward with a chuckle and stood directly in front of her.
She ran her fingers over the bulge of his balls and the outline of his hard cock under the black cotton. "How big is it?"
"Eight inches."
"Mmmmm, let's have a look!"
She slowly pulled at the waistband of his shorts, her fingers pulling at his shorts, tugging them down until she had his cock and balls completely uncovered.
-The boy's big prick swayed in front of her eyes, a glob of juice dropping off the slit in his knob to hit her hand.
She laughed at it, her fingertip rubbing the clear cockjuice over her palm.
She looked at his hairy ball-bag and smiled. He was cocky about his prick. He reminded her so much of Brian. The same build, the same sexy look in the eyes. She was turned on, excited at the prospect of fucking this lovely boy.
Using both hands now, she touched him gently. She ran her fingertips under his ball-bag and lifted his nuts to feel their weight. She curled the fingers of the other hand around his cock-shaft and slowly stroked his eockskin up and down.
"Lots to play with here."
"You know it, lady."
"Don't be so sure of yourself."
"Come on, suck my dick."
"-I'll do it when I'm ready."
She teased him. She kept her fingers moving on him, her fingertips tickling his cockshaft and the cherry knob that looked so luscious and ready for sucking. Oh yes, he was ready. His pisshole oozed juice in a steady stream as she used her fingertip to spread it around.
She grabbed his balls more firmly now and slowly twisted his ball-bag, "How often do you get women to do this with you? Lmean older women like me."
He snickered down at her.''Any time I want it."
"And I bet you want it a lot."
"I like it when they suck me off. Come on, do it. You said you would blow me."
Yes, she'd said that. She'd thought she would just blow him and not fuck him. But now she wanted more than that. She wanted everything now that she had him alone with her.
She leaned forward and took his knob in her mouth.
The boy threw his head back and groaned. He put his hands on her head, his hips pumping slowly as she worked her mouth on his prick.
Margaret loved it. His prick was as hard as iron and his cockflesh tasty. She held his balls on her palm, her fingers stroking the skin near his asshole.
She took more of his cock inside her mouth, her jaws spread wide, her lips stretched as they worked down his cockshaft. She stopped when his knob pushed at her throat. Still an inch to go. She pushed farther, opened her throat to his cockhead, held it there a moment and then pulled back to breathe again.
He loolced down at her and grunted. "That's the way, baby! I knew you'd be a good cock-sucker! Christ, what a mouth!"
She pumped her mouth back and forth on his hard prick, fucking him with her face, her lips sliding over his wet cockshaft.
She told herself she was a slut. She wondered how many women did this, picked up a boy in a shopping mall, took them to a motel for a little fun in the afternoon.
She let the saliva drool out of her mouth to keep his cock wet. He had a big hard cock and she had to keep it wet in order to avoid bruising her lips.
A big hard cock and big hairy balls. His nuts felt so heavy in her hand. She was amused because she was still dressed, not a stitch of clothing off yet. She was sucking on eight inches of hard prick while still dressed for the street.
She finally pulled her mouth away.
"That's enough," she said.
He showed his unhappiness. "What do you mean that's enough?"
"Sit down while I get some clothes off."
Now he grinned at her, his hand stroking his prick. "Hell, why didn't you say so?"
She hurried to get her clothes off, climbing out of her dress and then peeling away her bra and pantyhose. When she went back to him naked, there was lust in his eyes. He sat there looking at her swaying tits and dark cuntbush.
"I bet you like to fuck," he said.
"You'll find out soon enough."
She straddled him. She climbed over bis knees and shifted forward until his cock slapped against her pussy. She used her fingers to glide him in, to get his cockhead inside her cunthole before she pushed down to take the rest of him.
Eight inches did mean something.
He took one of her tits in his mouth, his hand holding it as he pulled at her nipple with his teeth. Then he opened his mouth wide and filled it with her titflesh.
She reached behind her ass to find his balls. She gripped them, her fingers pulling at his ball-bag as she squirmed around on his hard cock.
Then she began moving on him, riding his cock, her ass bouncing up and down as she fucked her cunt on his prick. Each time she came down, she felt the tip of his long prick pushing at her insides.
He switched his mouth to the other tit now, nibbling and chewing at her boob as she continued fucking him. What a hot little stud he was. All cock and no brains. But looked so much like Brian. She moaned at she thought of fucking her son like this. She imagined Brian's prick reaming out her cunt-channel and suddenly she turned into a demon on the boy's lap as she had a climax.
He held on. He grabbed her ass and helped her bounce up and down on his cock.
Then it was his turn. He cried out as she ground down on him, her cunt sucking at his spurting prick.
Go on, make it, she thought, give it to me in my pussy, shoot the load right up my belly.
When she finally climbed off him, he wanted more.
"I can't," she said. "I've got to meet someone and I can't be late."
She sent the boy away.
When the door closed, she walked into the John and sat on the toilet to let his jism run out. She spread her cuntlips apart with her fingers to look at her clit. The little bean was swollen, still hard, still needy.
Hungry little bugger.
She left the bathroom and hurried to get her clothes on. She hoped there wouldn't be anyone from the motel office watching her come out. Did they know she'd had a boy in the room? Then she told herself they didn't care one way or the other about her. At this time of day people checked in to fuck and everyone knew it.
Now she was sorry. She told herself it was stupid of her to pick up a strange boy like that. It was dangerous. It was irresponsible. But what fun.
She giggled at herself in the mirror as she brushed her hair. Now she wished she'd sucked him off. She could have fucked him awhile and then gone down on his cock again to get his load in her mouth. Just yesterday she'd been wondering if a teenager's jism tasted different from the jism of a grown man. She'd forgotten all about that and now she'd lost her chance.
Margaret, you're crazy, she thought.
She finally walked out of the motel room and climbed into her car. She started up the motor and began the drive across town to pick up Brian at the golf course where he had a part-time job.
Brian was waiting for Margaret when she arrived. When she pulled the car up to the driveway of the clubhouse, he came out immediately and climbed in.
"Hi, Mom."
"Hello, honey."
She maneuvered the car around the circular drive to get back to the highway. Suddenly she started quivering and it took her a moment before she realized what it was. She could smell him. He was all sweaty from the hours on the golf course. She could smell his sweat and it turned her on something crazy, like a powerful aphrodisiac. She had just finished fucking someone but it hadn't been enough for her. Not nearly enough.
Your own son, she thought.
She had to admit it. If he hadn't been her son she would certainly want to fuck him. She trembled as she thought of him in that motel room with her instead of the boy she'd picked up. She thought of his cock in her mouth, her lips sucking at his prick.
It was too much. She told herself she'd make herself crazy if she kept it up. She looked over at Brian and smiled.
"Nice day?"
"Yeah, sure. I got a ten dollar tip from one guy."
"I've got some cold chicken for dinner."
She caught his eyes on her legs. She wondered what he would think if he knew that just an hour ago she had stripped her clothes off in front of a boy his own age. And sat down on the boy's cock and fucked him. Dear God, they came a lot when they were that young. She remembered all the jism dripping out of her pussy when she sat down on the toilet in the motel bathroom.
Finally they arrived home. Margaret fixed herself a drink and then after that she started getting dinner ready for Brian and herself. He remained in his room doing his schoolwork, and then at last she called him down and they had their dinner together in the dining room.
She liked eating in the dining room with him. Somehow she always felt so close to him when they ate alone together.
After dinner she said she wanted to relax. "Maybe I'll take a nap."
"Sure, Mom, get off your feet and take it easy awhile."
When she was in her room, she took her clothes off and walked naked into the adjoining bathroom. She was horny again. Or maybe the horniness had never stopped. That quick fuck in the motel room hadn't been enough for her. It wasn't like one of her dates. Then the fucking usually lasted long enough for her to get what she needed. Making it with that kid had been fun but it just wasn't enough for her.
Stop trying to rationalize it, she thought. She knew what she would do in a few minutes. Tonight she'd use the vibrator because she wanted the orgasms hot and heavy. She told herself it was crazy to feel guilty about it. If she didn't jerk off she'd be restless all evening and then unable to sleep later on.
She told herself she was a hot-blooded woman and it was stupid to play any games about it.
The vibrator was a huge electric massager with a round white head. She'd bought it about a year ago and whenever she used it she came so many times it was like one long tremendous climax.
She cleaned the head with soap and water, dried it and brought the vibrator with her into the bedroom. She plugged it in at the extension she kept near the nightstand. Then she lay down on the bed on her back and pulled her knees up.
She used some oil first. She poured some baby oil all over her slit and rubbed it in with her fingers. Her clit was already stiff, the little soldier waiting impatiently for some action.
My little cock, she thought.
She lifted the vibrator and placed the white head against her cunthole. The head was big enough so that the top of it touched her clit and the bottom almost tickled her asshole.
She flipped the switch and groaned as the lovely feeling shot up her crotch.
She had a quickie first, one quick orgasm with her eyes shut tight and her teeth biting down on her lower lip. She kept the head of the, vibrator flat against her cunt, the buzzing ripping through her pussy and over her clit and back down to her asshole. She had a second and stronger orgasm and after that she shut the damn thing off to take a rest.
Christ, what a blast, she thought. She had a pet name for the vibrator. She called it Rambo.
She picked up a magazine and started turning the pages. At intervals she looked at herself in the mirror that faced the bed. She looked so wanton, lying there as she was with her knees raised and the hairy cunt between her legs exposed. Using her fingers, she peeled her cuntlips apart and smiled when she saw the glint of cuntjuice in the mirror.
Before long she put the magazine down. Rather than use the vibrator again, she used her fingers. She began rubbing her cunt with her right hand, her left hand fondling her tits and massaging her belly.
She diddled her clit until she had another orgasm, and then suddenly she heard a noise outside the window and she stopped.
It was just getting dark outside. The window was open on the bottom and a gentle breeze made the curtain sway.
Was it Brian? Was Brian out there spying at her? A great shudder went through her as she stared at the open window.
She finally looked away, looked back at the mirror and at the image of herself with her hand covering her cunt.
He wouldn't, she thought.
She told herself Brian wouldn't do that, he wouldn't sneak out there to spy on her. He wasn't like that at all. Oh, he did look at her sometimes when she walked around the house undressed. But spying on her was something else. She told herself he wouldn't dare.
Then she giggled softly. No matter whether he would or wouldn't, the idea excited her. She told herself the noise had been made by a cat. There were always cats roaming around the back yard. Somebody's cat had stumbled into something on the patio and that's all it was.
Her fingers worked in her pussy again as she pretended it was Brian. She toyed with her cunt, pulling at her cuntlips, rubbing a fingertip along the shaft of her clit. She kept her knees pulled back, her feet in the air. She watched herself in the mirror, watched her fingers flying in her sopping cunt.
Wet, she thought. She was like a faucet down there, the hot juice pouring out of her cunthole. A man had once told her he'd never seen a woman piss cuntjuice like she did. When she was really hot it came out in buckets. Like now. Was it thinking about Brian watching her through the open window?
Then she heard the noise again. It was unmistakable this time. A scraping noise on the patio concrete. Like a shoe being dragged on the ground out there.
She kept her eyes on the mirror, avoided looking at the window. Her fingers continued moving in her cunt, two fingers inside now, her thumb strumming her clit as she fucked her fingers in and out.
Then she suddenly turned her head and looked at the window again.
She saw him. She saw his face. She had a glimpse of Brian's face out there on the patio.
Oh God! she thought.
She looked back at the mirror again and furiously whipped her cunt with her hand. She made a noise in her throat, then a hissing sound as her fingers beat at her clit and cuntflesh.
She came. A bleating cry out of her throat and her legs working in the air as the spasms went through her. At the end she used the flat of her hand on her cunt and then one finger tickling her asshole and pushing inside.
When it was finished, she reached over to the nightstand and snapped the light off.
Maybe you just imagined it, she thought.
She knew better.
After a while she put on her robe and walked over there and knocked on his door.
"Brian, I think we need to talk."
Chapter Four
Margaret made Brian come with her into the living room. She tried to keep her emotions down. She realized it wouldn't do any good to get wild about what had happened.
He seemed so upset. After they sat down beside each other on the sofa and she looked at his face, she could tell how uncomfortable he was. He was a kid, really. Just like that boy she'd had in the motel room. He had the body of a man, but in his head he was still a boy.
"Tell me about it," she said.
Brian's jaw clenched. "Jesus, Mom. "
"Brian, we've got to talk about it. I know you were out there spying on me through the window and we can't just hide and make believe it didn't happen. We can't do that, can we?"
"No."
"Why did you do it?"
"I can't help it. I just want to look at you.".
She suddenly understood it wasn't the first time.
"How long has it been going on?"
"Just a few weeks."
A shudder went through her as she wondered what he'd seen. Today he'd certainly seen her masturbating. Had he also watched her with a man? She usually had the light on in the bedroom when she had a man in there.
"I can't help it," he said. "I think about you all the time."
"I'm not one of your girlfriends."
"Jesus, I know that."
"It's normal for you to think about women and to want to look at them, but you've got; girlfriends for that. Don't you have sex withi your girlfriends?"
"It's not the same."
"Brian, I'm your mother."
"I'm sorry."
She felt so sorry for him. And excited. She couldn't deny that she was excited by what had happened. He had the hots for her. Her own son was hooked on her and how could she fault him for that when she felt the same way about him.
She glanced down at his lap and she trembled when she saw that even at that moment he had a hard-on in his shorts. He was wearing only his jockey shorts and there was that lovely bulge and the cotton already wet with the dripping at the tip of his prick.
When he realized what she was looking at, his face turned red and he squirmed.
"I don't blame you," she said. "The important thing is for us to understand what's going on. Don't you think that's important?"
"Yes."
"I guess it's only natural. I'm a woman and you want to look at me. I do walk around half-dressed sometimes, don't I? You're not to be blamed for that. I suppose all boys think about their mothers and want to see them naked."
The words flowed out. She felt that if she kept talking, she would somehow make it easier for him. And it seemed to work. He seemed grateful that she wasn't angry. She did her best to ignore the enormous hard-on he had in his shorts. Dear God, he's hung like a horse, she thought. She kept her eyes away from his crotch as she talked to him.
Finally she decided to make herself a drink. She rose up and walked over to the bar and poured some Scotch into a glass.
"I'm not angry at you."
"I love you, Mom."
"Well, if you do you can get some ice for this."
He rose up and took the glass from her hand and hurried into the kitchen to get the ice out of the freezer. When he returned to the living room, he handed her the drink and stood there with that huge tent in the front of his shorts.
She sipped her drink and looked directly at it. "Do you jerk off while you look at me?"
He groaned. "Sometimes."
He looked at his face, at the way his jaw was set.
"Come on, smile," she said. "There%t nothing wrong with doing that. You just saw me do it, didn't you?"
Then she looked at his cock again and she couldn't resist touching it. She held the drink in her left hand and ran the fingers of her right hand over his bulging crotch.
He didn't move. He remained frozen while her fingertips danced over the outline of his cock and balfe.
She was mesmerized by it, completely spellbound by the look and feel of his cock under the white cotton of his jockey shorts. He had a big patch of wetness in front where the cotton absorbed the juice leaking out of his pisshole.
She had touched so many men like this, ran her fingers over their cocks through their shorts, but this was her own son and she couldn't remember when it had ever been so exciting.
"I used to do it to boys a lot when I was in high school," she said* "I didn't like going all the way that much because I was afraid I'd get pregnant. So I used to do it to them, jerk them off to make them happy." She looked at his eyes. "I'll do it if you want. Would you like me to make you happy?"
"Jesus, Mom.
She snapped the waistband of his shorts. "Take them off."
He looked as though he were in a trance as he did it. Maybe they both were in a trance. One part of her head told her that what they were doing was awful, but her excitement was so great she couldn't help yielding to it. She could feel the heat in her pussy. The hunger she had for him was stronger than ever.
He dropped his shorts down to his ankles and stepped out of them. His cock was ramrod stiff, a huge cylinder of pink fuckmeat swaying in front of her eyes. His balls were pink and bloated, and her eyes glowed as a glob of juice dropped off the tip of his prick and fell to the rug at his feet.
A shudder of intense excitement went through her as she gazed at the luscious cock of her teenaged son.
She touched him again. She curled her fingers around his cockshaft and just held it a moment. She thrilled at the heat and thickness in her hand. Now it was just sex, just the two of theni| just a man and a woman. He was like a young stallion, an animal that had to be milked in order to calm down. She felt the throbbing, the hot pulsing Of his prick in her hand.
She took his swollen nuts in her left hand and started stroking his cock with her right hand. She wanted to make it good for him. She kept her eyes on his fat knob. His cock was so thick and long, long enough to extend over her wrist when she held his cockshaft with her palm.
She kept her hand working, pulling and pushing his foreskin over the edge of his knob, her fingers squeezing his cockshaft, the other hand gripping his huge balls, lifting them and rolling his nuts over the underside of his cockshaft.
Then he warned her. "Mom, I'm coming!"
She quickly dropped, down and took the knob in her mouth, her lips pushing over his hot cockhead and halfway down his cockshaft and then pulling back again to the tip.
He groaned and shot off.
She felt the hot spurting on her tongue and against her palate and the back of her throat. All that hot lovely jism shooting out of his pisshole like a geyser. Oh God I love it! she thought.
She drained him, her fingers pumping his prick to get all of his load, her lips sucking and slurping as she drew the rich spunk out of his balls and gulped it down.
During the next few days they avoided each other. They spoke in subdued tones when they had to speak at all. Margaret preoccupied herself with her thoughts about what had happened. Was it really so terrible? She told herself it was what she wanted. Now that she had done it, she realized how much she had wanted it.
One night about a week later she asked Brian to go out to dinner with her. He readily agreed and for the first time since that fateful day he seemed in a better mood.
She dressed up for the evening. She took him to an expensive restaurant and she drank enough to get high. She felt wonderful. She caught the admiring glances of men and the envious stares of their women. She hoped they thought she was out with her lover and not her son. She and Brian did look different enough so that people might not guess she was his mother. Tonight she wanted to be both lover and mother to him. She had made up her mind about that.
"Enjoying yourself, honey?"
"Sure, Mom, it's great. I like going out with you like this."
She quivered as she remembered jerking him off and sucking his load out of his balls. His jism had been so hot and thick.
"I've been thinking about what we did," she said.
A flush came to his face. "Me too."
"It's all right if we talk about it. It's better to talk, isn't it?"
"Yeah, sure."
"I don't want you to be tied up in knots about it. I don't want it to be a problem for you."
"It's not a problem, Mom. Really, is isn't."
His eyes reassured her. She could see nothing but love in his eyes.
They finished at the restaurant and after that they drove back to the house.
She continued drinking when they got home. She put some music on the stereo and she asked Brian to dance with her. Dancing was something they often did together, but this time there was a new sexual tension between them.
"I'm as tall as you are in these heels."
"You're a doll, Mom."
"Do you really think so?" "You're a knockout."
She loved hearing it from him. Then she pulled back a bit and looked meaningfully at his crotch. Oh yes, he was stiff, all right. She laughed softly and pushed against him again, pushed her body against his hard-on. She teased him with her voice.
"You'd like a repeat, wouldn't you?"
"Repeat?"
"Repeat of what we did a week ago."
She felt him tremble.
She slid her hand between their bodies and closed her fingers over the outline of his cock. "Mmmm, this is nice."
His hand slowly came around from her back to slide over the front of her dress and cup one of her tits. It was the first time he'd ever touched her like that and her belly quivered with excitement.
"Maybe we ought to get more comfortable,'' she said in a whisper.
"All right."
"Get undressed, honey. The blinds are closed ;md no one can see us."
She sipped her drink, her body swaying to the music as she watched him strip his clothes off. He took everything off, even his shorts, and in a moment he was standing there naked with his lovely hard cock swinging back and forth and calling to her.
He seemed so proud of his cock. He smiled at her and pulled his foreskin back with his fingers to completely expose his pink knob. His face was flushed but bis eyes were mischievous.
"Now it's your turn," he said.
Margaret smiled. She wanted very much to take hold of his cock but she held back. She put her drink down and she started undressing. In a moment her dress was off and she walked over to a chair and draped the dress over the back of it. She wore a sheer bra and sheer pantyhose and black pumps with stiletto heels. When she faced Brian again, she could see the heat in his eyes. She knew he could see her cuntbush through the sheer pantyhose. - Now there's no turning back, she thought.
She unhooked her bra, drew it away from her tits and tossed it onto the chair on top of the dress. She cupped her tits in her hands and rolled them around a bit.
"Do you like my legs like this?"
His breath came out in a hiss. "Christ, yes!"
"All right, I'll keep the nylons and heels on."
She deliberately walked around a bit to excite him. She could tell he was thrilled. Then finally she came to him and she kissed him and took hold of his hands and put them on her tits.
"Touch them, honey."
He fondled her tits'almost with reverence. She looked down and watched his fingers as they . roamed over her tits and gently squeezed them.
While he played with her tits, she curled her fingers under his nuts and felt their weight.
My stallion, she thought.
She tickled the underside of his thick cock with her fingertips.
"Do you like my tits?"
"You know I do."
She giggled and grabbed his balls again.' 'And I like your balls. I like big balls."
His balls felt so marvelous in her hand. She was afraid he would shoot off before she wanted it. She was amused at the way his hands were still so busy with her tits.
She reached around to fondle his ass. She ran her fingers over the hard muscles of his butt and tickled his asscrack. She giggled as she gripped one of his asscheeks.
"I bet you're ready to pop," she said.
At last she began stroking his cock, jacking it gently, her fingers pulling at his foreskin and fondling his rosy knob. She kept her eyes on his dick, on the hard pink cylinder of cockflesh in her hand. She wondered what he was thinking. It was incest, of course. There was no use pretending it was anything else just because they hadn't fucked yet. She knew that sooner or later they would do that too. There was no way they could avoid it. They had come this far with it and they would go all the way. She trembled as she imagined having her own son's cock sliding inside her cunt.
After shifting her body around so that she stood leaning against his side, she fondled his ass again and slipped her fingers inside his asscrack to tickle his asshole. The hand holding his cock kept stroking and pumping.
"Close, honey?"
"I'm almost there, Mom."
"I'll take it in my mouth when you go off."
She screwed her finger inside his asshole, turned the finger and began fucking it in and out. Brian groaned and warned her and she quickly bent down to cap his knob with her mouth.
Her finger screwed in and out of his asshole as he shot off.
His spunk came out foaming, hot and thick and delicious on her tongue. She kept her finger moving in his ass, her mouth sucking his knob as he pumped his hips.
"Oh Christ!" he said with a groan.
She could think of nothing but the hot spurting prick in her mouth and the boy's tight asshole grabbing at her finger. She drank him down, sucking and swallowing and then pulling at his pisshole with her pursed lips to make sure nothing was left behind.
Chapter Five
Margaret had the taste of Brian's jism in her mouth. She savored it, her pussy quivering with excitement as she slid her tongue over her teeth.
"I didn't mean to come so fast," Brian said.
She smiled at him. "What difference does it make?"
"Well,"I thought'.
Margaret chuckled. "You thought we'd go all the way."
"Yes."
"Well, maybe we will. Now that you've popped once, we can get down to some solid fucking."
His eyes were bright. "Do you mean that?"
"Don't you want to?"
"You know I do."
She curled her fingers around his soft cock. Even when soft, his prick was almost five inches long. The knob was still swollen, half covered by his foreskin, but still pink and fat.
"I like sucking a cock."
"I could see that."
"I like having a man go off in my mouth. I like the taste of it."
"You're beautiful, Mom!"
"You're just saying that because of what I did."
"No, I mean it."
He fondled her tits, lifting them in his hands and gently squeezing her nipples between his fingers. She cupped his nuts in her left hand as she massaged his prick with her right hand. She had no doubt about getting him hard again. She could already feel the response of his prick with her fingers. She gazed down at his cock and watched it lengthen and throb on her palm.
"Let's go to the bedroom."
They walked with their arms around each other. She still had her nylons and heels on and she felt so wanton walking with him when they were both naked. She told herself she would teach him everything. She would make him a marvelous lover. In the beginning he would be clumsy but his instincts would make up for it. What a joy it would be to be able to fuck him any time she wanted. She pushed aside any idea that she might be taking advantage of him. He was old enough, almost a man, and he obviously wanted this as much as she did. In any case he was the one who'd started it by spying on her.
Just enjoy it, she thought. Never mind all the analysis.
When they arrived in her bedroom, he stroked her ass and kissed her.
"I like big asses."
"How many girls have you made it with?"
"Three,"
"Did they teach you anything?"
He chuckled. "I was the one who did the teaching."
A quiver went through her. "All right, we'll find out how good you are."
She pinched his cock playfully and then she turned and slipped her shoes off and climbed onto the bed. When she was on her back, she opened her legs and ran her hands along the insides of her thighs.
"Why don't you get my pantyhose off?"
He grinned at her as he mounted the bed to kneel between her legs. She lifted her ass as he carefully rolled the nylon down over her ass and thighs and then off her legs and feet.
Now she opened her thighs again, her knees up and her thighs wide open to show him the hairy gash of her cunt.
She watched his face as he looked at it. She could always tell what kind of lover a man would make by the way he looked at her cunt.
What she saw in Brian's eyes was hunger and lust. She was thrilled. It was what she wanted. The lustful way he gazed at her cunt made her shudder with delight.
She opened it for him. She used her fingers to pull her cuntlips apart. She tickled the shaft of her clit with her forefinger as he watched he-.
"That's my little buzzer."
"I know."
"Touch it. Touch my clit."
He touched it with his thumb. Then he stroked her wet gash with his fingers. Finally he made a sound in his throat and he lowered his head to put his mouth on her gash.
He was hesitant at first and she had to encourage him.
"Go on, baby. I love having my pussy sucked."
He made a growling sound and dug in. That was the way she liked it. Forceful eating, her cunt massaged by a nose and mouth. She could tell it wasn't the first time for him. He was holding back a little because it was his mother's cunt he was sucking, but it wasn't his first time.
Oh God, we'll have such lovely times, she thought. He looked up at her and grinned.''You smell good."
" 'Mmmmm, a girl likes to hear that. You like the smell of pussy, don't you, baby?"
"I love it!"
"Suck it, honey! Suck my cunt!"
He put his mouth on her slit again. She pulled her knees back to make her gash more available to him and his lips immediately moved down to suck at her cunthole.
Then she felt his tongue pushing inside her cunthole and she started moaning. His thick tongue felt like a warm cock penetrating her fuckhole. She rocked her knees from side to side as he twirled his tongue inside her sopping pussy.
"Baby, stop a moment."
He looked up at her, his mouth wet with her juices. "What is it?"
"Why don't you swing over me and let me suck you too while you do that?"
"Sixty-nine?"
"That's right. We can both eat at the same time,"
He was soon in position over her body, his knees on either side of her tits, his cock hanging down to her mouth, his face dropping toward her crotch.
She groaned as she felt his lips on her cunt again. He licked around her clit and then down around her cunthole. She moved her hips, pumping her crotch at his face as he ate her gash.
In the meantime she had his meaty cock and balls hanging over her face. All that fuckmeat ready to lick and suck. She grabbed his ass and made him lower his crotch. In a moment she had his knob in her mouth, her lips working gluttonously over his hot cockflesh.
He's good, she thought. She loved the way he sucked her pussy. There was nothing hesitant about him now. He was really into it, sucking her twat with obvious delight.
She told herself he was like a Greek god. Her own son. She couldn't remember when she'd had so much excitement with a man. Not like this. So many years had passed since she'd had this kind of frenzy with a lover.
She was almost there. The constant rubbing of her clit by his lips brought her closer and closer to a climax. Her fingers gripped his ass as her juices poured out. Go on, suck it, she thought. Suck my cunt! Eat my hair-pie! Suck all the hot juice out of my cunt! She needed it. She wanted a huge come now. She wished she could see it better, see his tongue lapping at her trench. She wanted to watch his mouth sucking up her cuntjuice.
She came. She pumped her cunt at his face, her hands squeezing his asscheeks, her mouth chomping on his fat dick as she went off under his tongue. He kept sucking her juices, rubbing his face from side to side, his tips massaging her spasming ciit.
She went wild. She. pulled his prick out of her mouth and went to work on his hanging nuts. She sucked his balls one after the other, rolling them around inside her mouth while her finger played with his dick. He was so good. The way he kept sucking her gash after her climax was marvelous. She wondered where he'd learned to do that. Or maybe it was just instinct. Whatever it was she adored it.
She finally pushed him away.
"Ready to fuck me now?"
He snickered. "You bet I am."
His cock was like iron again, a long hot dick impatient to get inside her cunt. His mother's cunt. Her sopping fuckhole.
She trembled as he moved around to kneel in front of her and drape her legs over his shoulders. He seemed much older somehow, not seventeen at all. Then she saw his boyish smile and she was brought back to reality. Her teen-aged son was about to spear her pussy with his prick. Heaven help me, she thought.
"Okay, Mom?"
"Put it in slowly."
She groaned as she felt his fat knob pushing at her cunthole. Then his cockhead was in, the bloated plum sliding inside her fuckhole, his thick cock stretching her cunt-channel as he made a hissing sound and lurched forward.
He looked down between their bodies. "Oh wow!"
"Mmmm, look at that," she said.
"Christ, I love your cunt, Mom!"
"You came out of there, baby."
"Oh Christ, it's good!"
They both watched his cock slide in and out of her gaping cunt. Her clit was exposed, protruding like a red bean at the top of her slit. Each time he shoved his cock forward, his cock-shaft rasped against her clit and drove her wild.
He began groaning, his eyes shut tight, his muscles tense as he worked his cock in and out of her.fuckhole. She kept her eyes on him, thrilled by the pleasure in his face, by the hot lust that had conquered him.
"Wait," she said.
He opened his eyes.
"Take it out," she said. "We don't have to rush things."
His expression said he thought she was crazy.
But after a moment of hesitation he did what she wanted. He pulled his cock out of her cunt, pulled it all the way so that his prick hung there over her belly like a long pink sausage.
"You were about to come," she said.
"Yes."
She touched his balls, ran her fingertips lightly under his ball-bag and lifted his swollen nuts in her hand. She quivered as she gazed at his wet cock. God, what a prick! A woman couldn't ask for anything more. She watched his cock twitch and throb and she felt her pussy answer in response. She continued playing with his balls, but she kept her fingers away from his pulsing prick.
"It's better if we wait," she said.
He laughed. "Mom, you'll kill me!"
"No I won't. It's always better if you don't rush it. You'll see."
"My cock is going down."
She smiled. "Don't worry about that, I'll get it up again."
She made him lie down on his back and she swung around to a 69 position again. This time she was the one on top. His cock trembled in her mouth as she worked her lips over it. She did it carefully. She knew how close he was to shooting off. She wanted his climax delayed as long as possible. She took bis cock deep inside her mouth and held it there, clamping down on it occasionally, breathing through her nose, her fingers rolling his balls around inside his pink sack.
She was dying to be fucked but she held back. She wanted to play with him as long as possible. His cock was so marvelous, so hot and throbbing under her lips.
She sucked his prick again, working her lips all the way down his cockshaft and gagging an instant as she took his knob in her throat. But the angle was perfect this way. She did it again, her jaws stretched wide as she closed her throat muscles around his cockhead.
Then back to the tip of his prick, her teeth pulling gently at his foreskin, nibbling at the underside of his knob. She looked at his slit, at the juice leaking out of his pisshole. Her lips pursed, she sucked the oil out of his pisser as her fingers stretched his cockskin down to the base of his prick.
^ God, how she loved working a prick like this, 'using her mouth on a hard fat cock while she had her cunt smashed against a man's face.
Did he like to suck pussy this way? He was licking her cunt again, his hands roaming over her ass as he pressed his mouth and nose against her crotch. She squirmed her hips, gently pumping her pussy at his upturned face.
Then she gripped his balls and lifted them, pulled them up against the underside of his cockshaft. She ran her tongue over his nuts and then down to the crack of his ass. She teased the fine curly hairs growing between his balls and his asshole, wetting them down, lapping into his asscrack to taste the flavor of his ass.
Her fingers slid into his asscrack ahead of her tongue. She found his asshole, ran a fingertip around it, tickling the puckered ring, rubbing it along and pushing inside.
She pulled the finger out, wet it with her lips and then pushed it inside his grommet again.
Tight, she thought. What a lovely tight asshole he had. She loved playing with a man's ass. She slowly slid all of her finger inside his shit-chute.
She was amused at the way he squirmed in response to the finger in his ass. She kept the finger inside, pulled it out slowly and then pushed it in again.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"I'm jazzing your asshole."
"Christ, take it easy!"
But he didn't tell her to stop. She chuckled softly and began kissing all around his ass and inside his asscrack near the finger that was up his butt. She kept the finger moving in and out while she licked his balls again. She nibbled at his ball-bag, pulled the wrinkled skin with her teeth and then let go to watch it snap back. She nuzzled his nuts, pushed her nose against his balls while her finger slid in and out of his asshole.
It's better with him, she thought. She somehow felt more freedom with Brian. She was more relaxed about what she was doing. She took one of his swollen nuts in her mouth and rolled it around from cheek to cheek.
And all the while he continued fucking her cunt with his tongue. She could feel his nose pressed against her asshole as he tongue-fucked her twat. There was nothing nicer than this for her, straddling a man while he fucked her cunt with his tongue.
Now she pulled the finger out of his ass and started licking his shitter with her tongue. She licked up and down his asscrack, her tongue fluttering, tickling his bunghole and then finally pushing inside.
His asshole was soft and loose now and she had no trouble getting her tongue inside her. She heard him groaning as she slurped her tongue in and out of his hot butt-hole.
Finally she pulled her mouth away.
"Did you like that?"
"Christ, yes!"
Margaret giggled. "I had my tongue all the way up your ass."
"I know." And then he added: "And now it's my turn."
A shudder went through her as he pulled her ass down to his face. He pressed his face between her asshole and started eating her ass. She moaned as his tongue slipped inside. He began tongue-fucking her asshole and she marveled at his skill. Where in the world had he learned how to do it? Was it instinct? She wiggled her hips as she pressed her ass against his face. The feel of his wet tongue in her ass was so lovely.
They continued eating each other for another ten minutes. Brian was like a hungry wolf at her crotch, his tongue and lips everywhere. He used a finger in her ass, giving her the same treatment she had given him. Then after the finger he sucked her ass again. And after that it was back to her clit and now she was ready for a huge climax.
She kept his cock in her mouth as he brought her off with his lips. She sucked his fat knob while she came. She could feel the juice pouring out of her pussy to drench his face. It was heaven for her. The feel of her son's cock throbbing in her mouth while he sucked her snatch made her tremble with happiness.
After she finished her climax, she pulled away from him, twisted her body around and climbed over him.
She smiled when she saw his wet face. "You've got my pussy juice all over your mouth."
"I love it."
"Of course you do, honey. You're a real man."
Then she sat down on his fuckpole, eased his big cock inside her cunthole and pushed down to take every inch of it inside her cunt-channel.
"Oh shit!"
"Good, baby?"
"I love it, Mom!"
And she did too. She fucked him awhile, rocking gently on his cock, lifting her ass enough to pull back to his knob and then sitting down again. She watched his face as she fucked him, watched the pleasure twist his features as her cunt grabbed at his thick cock.
Before long they rolled over and he started fucking her. His cock pounded her pussy as she pulled her knees back and held his arms with her hands.
He grabbed her ass, squeezed her asscheeks and then pushed a finger inside her asshole. She cried out and came, and then a few moments later she came again as she felt him shooting his load into her cunt.
When they were finished, he rolled off her with a happy grunt.
"Let's fuck all night," he said.
Chapter Six
The next day was Saturday and in the afternoon Margaret learned how quickly Brian could become confident with her.
He'd been out with his friends in the morn--ing, and when he came home he found her in the kitchen and leaned over to kiss her neck.
She was thrilled by it. "Mmmm, that's nice!"
"I'm all sweaty."
"I don't mind."
He pressed against her back and slipped his hands around to grab her tits. She had been out shopping and she was still dressed, still wearing a skirt and blouse.
"You're cheeky, aren't you?"
"You always said you like a man of action."
She turned around and kissed his lips, and then shuddered again as his hand pulled at her skirt, slipped between her thighs to touch her cunt mound through her panties.
In a moment he had his hand inside her panties, his palm cupping her box and then his fingers pushing inside her cunt.
"You're getting me hot."
He chuckled. "That's the idea."
She opened her legs to make it easier fo him. In a moment she groaned as his fingers filled her cunthole.
"God, what have you got in there?"
"Three fingers."
"It feels marvelous."
She groped for his cock, found his prick with her fingers and squeezed it through the front of his pants.
"Brian, you're never to tell anyone about this."
"Hell, don't worry about that."
"People don't understand these things."
"You've got a wet pussy."
"And you've got a hard cock."
She pulled his zipper down to open his fly. Her fingers slipped inside to find his dick and bring it out. She closed her handover his hot knob and smeared the oil leaking out of his pisshole.
She was thrilled at the way his cock throbbed in her hand. "You're so big!"
"Suck it for me, Mom!"
She teased him. "In the middle of the day?"
"Come on, do it!"
"Get some clothes off. At least get your pants and shorts off."
He quickly got rid of his sneakers and socks and pants and shorts. He stood there in the kitchen wearing nothing but a tee-shirt to cover him. A quiver went through her as she gazed at the hand of his cock and balls.
She cupped his balls in her hand and gently pulled at his ball-bag. "You're like a bull."
"Come on, suck it!"
He spread his legs apart as she went down on her knees in front of him. How could she resist that juicy looking knob? Her tongue flicked across his pisshole to catch the drop of oil hanging there. Then she closed her lips over his knob, pushing his foreskin back with her teeth until she had the whole plum of his cockhead in her mouth.
A sigh of pleasure came out of his throat. He ran his hand over the back of her neck and gently pushed more of his dick inside her open mouth.
"Take more."
She was thrilled by the feel of his hot cockmeat throbbing on her tongue. He had such a lovely prick, so fat and juicy and so marvelous to suck. How could any woman fault her for what she was doing?
She took more of his cock in her mouth, her stretched lips sliding over his cockshaft, all the way forward until she felt his knob pushing at her throat. Brian groaned as she opened her throat to accept his cockhead. She held him there a moment and she pulled her mouth back to the tip of his prick.
"You'll choke me."
He laughed. "No, I won't. Anyway I can tell you like it."
She smiled up at him. He was so cocky. She slid her fingers up and down his thick cockshaft, her eyes on his red knob as she covered it with his foreskin and then exposed it again.
"I bet you're almost ready to go off."
"No, not yet. Suck it some more. Do it all the way. I like when it's in your throat."
"I bet you do."
So she did it again. She gobbled his cock and took his knob in her throat and squeezed it with her throat muscles. It was as exciting for her as it was for him. She felt stuffed with cock, all that hot fuckmeat stuffing her face, her nose almost touching his cockbush. He was sweaty, all right. He hadn't lied about that. She had his hot prick in her mouth and the musky male smell of his body in her nose.
She finally pulled her mouth away from his cock and she rose to her feet.
"My jaws are tired."
He chuckled and kissed her tenderly. "I love you, Mom," "You mean you love the way I suck your dick." "That too."
"I hope we won't regret what we've started." "Christ, don't start that."
"I can't help it. I can't help worrying about what we're doing."
He kissed her again. "The hell with that! Come on, let's go to the bedroom!"
She walked with him, her eyes on his dangling cock. His prick glistened with her saliva, a long thick hose swinging over a pair of fat balls. Inside her bedroom, she took hold of his cock and giggled at it. "Let me measure this thing." She looked in a drawer and brought out the tape she used sometimes to measure her clothes. She carried it over to him and she proceeded to measure his dick from the base to the tip of his prick. .
Exactly eight and a half inches. "Mmmm, that's a lovely prick." "How big is your boyfriend Earl?" Margaret smiled. "Jealous?" "Maybe. Tell me how big he is." She pinched his dick. "Not as big as you are." Brian kissed her again. "Let me undress you."
"All right."
She stood still while he unbuttoned her blouse down the front. Then he helped her slip the blouse off her shoulders and he drew it away from her body. She felt pampered and loved by the way he treated her.
He had hot lust in his eyes as he gazed at her bra-covered tits. She was thrilled by it, her pussy already quivering in response to his excitement. He ran his hands over her shoulders and arms and then under her bulging tits. "You sure know how to excite a girl." "Are you my girl, Mom?" "I hope so."
He moved behind her, unhooked her bra and pulled it away from her tits. Then he pressed against her back and lifted her tits in his hands. "These are the nicest boobs in town." She trembled as she looked down and watched his fingers play with her nipples.
Then he came around in front of her and her bent his head to suck at her nipples. She held her tits for him, lifting them to his mouth, her eyes watching his lips as he sucked hungrily at her tits.
They played with each other. She wrapped her tits around his face as he licked between them. She giggled as she felt his wet tongue licking up and down the valley between her tits.
Then finally he pulled away from her and he helped her get the rest of her clothes off. When he had her stripped naked, she climbed onto the bed and lay down on her back. Brian peeled his tee-shirt off and quickly joined her.
She pulled her knees back and opened her thighs. His eyes feasted on the hairy bush between her thighs.
"You're wet," he said.
Margaret blushed. "I'm excited."
He snickered at her. He leaned forward, ran his hands along the insides of her thighs until his fingers touched her cunt. Then he spread her cuntlips apart and looked at her pussy.
She closed her eyes and groaned.
"What do you want?" he said.
"You know what I want?"
"Tell me."
"Eat me, baby, eat me!"
He went down on her, his mouth closing over her meaty cunt, his tongue probing between her cuntlips to find her clit and cunthole. He worked his tongue up and down in her slit while his hands fondled her thighs and ass. His fingers kneaded her asscheeks as he sucked hungrily at her wet cunt.
He was so good at it. He knew just how to tongue her, how to move his face around to rub her clit and cuntflesh. She ran her hands over his head and trembled. Was it possible for a woman to have too much? Here she was romping on a bed with her son and maybe it was just too much for one person. Too much pleasure and too much happiness.
She pulled her knees all the way back to her tits and waved her legs in the air.
"Get in there deep," she said.
He mumbled something against her cunt and speared her cunthole with his tongue. Oh, he was better than anyone else at it. He was such a hungry little cuntlapper. She heard him slurping at her trench, sucking up her cuntjuice like a starving little animal. And not so little at that. You couldn't call a boy with a whang like that little. A shudder went through her again as he rubbed his nose against her clit.
He made her roll her ass up so he could eat her box more easily. Now he could fuck his tongue inside. She whimpered as she gazed and watched him. She could see his nose pressing against her clit as he drove his tongue deep inside her gaping cunthole.
He finally pulled his face away from her crotch and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He grinned at her.
"Good?"
"I love it!"
He spread her cuntlips apart with his fingers. ' 'I can see all the way inside."
"Stick a finger in."
"How many?"
"Three. Like you did last time. Fuck me a little with your fingers."
He chuckled and watched her face as he pushed three fingers inside her cunt. She groaned as they went in. They were as thick as a cock when they were bunched together like that. She closed her eyes and started humping at his hand. It didn't take long before she had an orgasm, her throat gurgling as she made it. Then at last she stopped and she pushed his hand away.
"Let's get in the bathtub together."
Brian smiled. "Sure, why not?" Her body still glowed from the orgasm as she left the bed. Brian's cock was like a bar of iron now, and when they were standing she pressed against it and kissed him. Then she curled her fingers around his coekshaft and squeezed It?
"I hope you're going to make me happy with this."
"Forever and ever."
She laughed. "I didn't mean that. I mean after we have our bath."
She held his balls in her hand as his arms encircled her. He was so much like a real lover now. She thrilled each time he touched her with his hands.
When they walked into the bathroom, she said she had to pee first. She didn't mind doing it while he was standing there. He smiled down at her as she did it, and then after that it was his turn and she giggled as she held his dick over the toilet bowl. It turned her on to watch the hot piss stream out of his heavy cock.
Like a horse, she thought. My darling is hung like a horse.
She turned the water on in the bathtub, bending over while he stood behind her with his hands stroking her ass and tickling her cunt from behind.
She remembered what she'd said about liking big asses. Well, she wasn't that big, not really. Just full. His hands made her so hot as they fondled her asscheeks.
They finally stepped into the tub one after the other and sat down. He played with her tits and then she groaned when he pushed his fingers inside her cunt again.
"You're hot tonight."
"And so are you. Look how hard your cock is."
She made him stand up in the tub and she began soaping his legs. She gradually worked her way up his legs and thighs to his middle. Her eyes were continually on his big prick. God, how she loved cocks. She adored them in all shapes and sizes, but of course this one was so special because it belonged to her own son.
She teased him by not touching his cock yet. She knew he was dying for her to soap his cock and balls. He stood there waiting for it, his eyes bright as he looked down at her.
A large drop of oil oozed out of his pisshole and she couldn't resist it. She leaned forward and wiped it off with her tongue. His fuck-oil. His prick had such a beautiful curve when it hung over his balls like that.
"Mmmm, that's tasty."
"Suck it, Mom!"
"No, I'm going to wash you now."
She started soaping his cock and balls. She felt him shudder with pleasure as she stroked his prick and his ball-bag. She worked up a lather over his nuts and around the base of his cock.
Then she took his cock in her hand and started pulling at, massaging it, rubbing the soap over his cockshaft and his fat knob. She thrilled at the touch of his prick under her fingers. His cock was so hard now, like a thick hard hose in her hand. She squeezed his knob and watched his pisshole open to release more fuck-oil.
She would have that. She stuck her tongue out to capture the drop of juice. She quivered as she remembered how exciting it had been to hold his prick while he pissed.
Margaret, you're a pervert, she thought. She didn't care. She knew there were women much worse than she was. Women who would do things she didn't dare even think about.
She rose up in the tub now. "Turn around and I'll do your back."
When he turned his back to her, she began lathering his back with the soap. She gradually worked her way down to his ass and he moved his lep apart to let her get inside his asscrack with her fingers.
She found his asshole and he groaned as she pushed her finger inside.
"Take it easy, Mom!"
"Bend forward. Put your hands against the wall."
"Oh Jesus!"
But he did what she wanted. She started fingerfucking his ass with her right hand, her left hand around in front to slowly stroke his cock.
"Christ, I don't want to come yet!" he gasped.
When she finally pulled her finger out of his ass, he turned around and kissed her and squeezed her tits.
"I'm going to fuck your brains out," he said. "When we get out of this tub I'm going to fuck you up the wall."
Margaret shuddered and curled her fingers under his ball^bag to grip his nuts.
Chapter Seven
"My folks are going out of town for the weekend," Cindy said. Brian looked at his teenage girlfriend. "So what?"
"I thought you might come over."
"And do what?"
She pouted. "We could make out, that's what."
Brian snickered. They were sitting in a coffeeshop after school and he felt good because now she was running after him instead of the other way around.
"Maybe you're teasing me again."
"Brian, I'm not teasing. Anyway, you're the one who's been playing hard to get. I haven't seen you for weeks except in school."
She was right, of course. He'd been fucking his mother regularly and he felt no pressure to make it with Cindy.
But the little blonde still turned him on.
"You're not fooling me, are you? I mean about making it this weekend."
"Don't be silly."
He agreed to visit her house Saturday afternoon and spend the day and evening with her, and by the time Saturday arrived he was looking forward to it. Fucking his mother was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to him, but he was already telling himself he wasn't the sort of guy to be satisfied with just one woman in his life. At least not now. There was no reason why he should turn Cindy down. He had fucked her before and they always had fun together. In any case his mother had even hinted that he ought to continue seeing girls his own age.
When he walked into Cindy's house, the blonde threw herself into his arms and kissed him.
"I knew you'd come!"
"Did you think I wouldn't?"
"I didn't know what to think. You've been acting funny lately."
They drank some beer and necked on the sofa awhile, and then before long she fell into one of her crazy giggling moods and she started peeling her clothes off.
"It's hot," she said.
He laughed at her. "The hell it is, the air conditioning is on."
"All right, I just want to be naked."
And naked she was, the shorts and halter top tossed away and her young body glowing in its freedom.
She was so different from his mother. He couldn't help comparing them. His mother had dark hair and a voluptuous body while Cindy was blonde and girlish. Cindy's tits were only average size, but they were firm enough to stand out in a way that made them look much bigger.
She stretched up and starting unbuttoning his shirt.
Cindy's eyes were on the bulge in his crotch. "Do you have a new girlfriend?"
"Nobody but you."
"Are you sure?"
But now his shorts were comin^down and her attention focused on his cock. He was already half-hard, his big prick extended and dangling over his balls.
She smiled at it and walked over to touch it. "Oh boy, look at that banana!"
" 'You can put some whipped cream on it and have it for dessert."
"I don't need the cream, I can take it straight."
She went down on her knees to suck his prick. She had such a pretty face, with big blue eyes and that lovely blonde hair. He watched her mouth as she worked her lips over his knob. He could tell she liked it. She had as much as told him once that she sometimes came when she sucked a cock.
After a while she pulled her mouth away. "Fuck me."
"Okay, let's find a bed."
"No, right here. I want you to fuck me right here on the rug."
"Christ, you're hot for it, aren't you?"
"Just don't do it so hard. You're a little too big for me and you always hurt me when you do it so hard."
He watched her as she pulled a pillow off the sofa and slipped it under her ass. He went down on his knees in front of her, his fist slowly stroking his cock, his eyes on her blonde cunt.
Her pussy was so different than his mother's. The inside of Cindy's cunt was pink, the inner lips wide and flat and a bright pink in color.
She smiled at him as she opened her cunt with her fingers.
"Feel like fucking it?"
He shook his head. "First we fuck."
He brought his knob to rest against her cunt slit. He used his hand to rub his cockhead up and down her gash until he had her juice spread around.
Then he found her cunthole with the tip of his prick and pushed forward.
She groaned as he went in. They both watched his big cock as it slid forward to stretch her cunt-mouth.
He buried all of his cock in her fuckhole. She complained all the time about him hurting her, but her cunt was big enough to take every inch he had.
"How's that?"
"God, you're big!"
"You've had bigger."
"That's a lie!"
"You went with Jimmy Grogan, didn't you? He's got the biggest cock in the school."
"I went out with him only twice and we didn't go all the way."
"Did you blow him?"
"Brian Carlson, that's none of your business."
He chuckled. Here he was with his cock in her cunt and they were talking like they were having a Coke together.
She had a tight cunt, young and tight, not at all like his mother's. No matter how big his dick was, sometimes his mother's cunt was a little too loose for him. It was always better when he fucked his mother from behind. Her pussy always seemed tighter that way.
Cindy complained when he suddenly pulled his cock out of her cunt. "Where are you going?"
"Suck it!"
"Brian, I hate you."
"Come on, suck it! Get it in your mouth and suck it!"
She crawled forward to suck his wet cock.
It wasn't the first time she had sucked his cock when it was fresh out of her cunt. He knew she liked it. He also knew she liked to make it with another girl sometimes. There were half a dozen dykes in the school and Cindy was one of their favorite bunnies. Cindy claimed she never did anything, that all that ever happened was that they sucked her off.
But Brian knew better* He'd done some favors for one of the dykes and she'd admitted to him that when Cindy was with a girl Cindy sucked pussy and loved it. He didn't care. She had a right to do whatever she wanted. But thinking about it now, he suddenly wondered what she'd be like with his mother.
His cock twitched as he thought about Cindy going down on his mother. Or the other way around. Would his mother go for it? He had an idea she would. He and his mother did a lot of talking about sex and he had an idea she would go for pussy in a big way. Christ, you're a conniver, he thought. A real slimeball.
In the meantime Cindy was having a time with his prick. She held his balls with one hand and his cock with the other hand as she worked her lips over his cockhead and down his cockshaft.
"Go on, take it in deep!"
"You'll choke me!"
"I won't choke you, I'll just fuck your mouth."
She giggled at him and then tried to deep-throat his cock. She managed it for a second or two and then she pulled away and gasped for breath. "It's too much!"
"All right, turn around and get on your knees."
"Promise you'll go easy!"
"Okay, okay, I'll go easy!"
He gazed at her ass when she bent over. She was so different from his mother. When he looked at his mother like this, when she was bent over with her dark-haired cunt and dark puckered asshole staring him in the face, it always made him hot as hell, almost crazy with lust.
Cindy's cunt was more subdued, more girlish. Blonde and pink and neat. Like a sweet fig when you looked at it from behind.
He pushed his cock at her cunthole. She groaned as his dick went in, then groaned again as he slid forward until his balls pressed against her clit.
He started fucking her. He did it slowly at first, his hands on her hips, his cock sliding smoothly in and out of her pink twat.
Then when he felt she was ready for it he picked up speed and began ramming her, his eyes fixed on her stretched cunthole, his cock and balls slamming against her crotch to make her asscheeks wobble with each thrust.
He didn't hold back. They had a whole day and night ahead of them and he figured to fuck her three or four more times before he went home. He shot off in her cunt and she cried out at the end and made it with him.
When they recovered, he touched her nose and smiled at her.
"You're a hot little fuck." "I told you not to ram me like that!" "Come on, you love it." "Tell me the name of the girl." "What girl?"
: MThe girl you've been seeing all these weeks you've been avoiding me."
"I told you there's no one." Later she refused to fuck him again. "I want you to go home." "What the hell for? What's the matter with you?"
"I think you've got someone else." He sighed. "Okay, you're right." "Tell me."
"You won't believe me." "Brian, tell me who it is!" "I've been screwing my mother."
Margaret thought Cindy was a little doll, a blonde cream-puff with blue eyes and creamy skin and long silky hair, Margaret was amazed at herself, amazed at how readily she'd agreed to Brian's wild idea of a threesome with his girlfriend. Margaret said no at first, but then she came around to it. The more she thought about it, the more the idea turned her on, and then finally it was agreed that Brian would bring Cindy over for dinner and after that they'd have their little party.
Now all three of them were sitting at the dinner table and Margaret found herself trembling with excitement. Was it true what Brian had said about Cindy? Was it the little blonde who'd had the idea in the first place? Was Cindy that experienced making it with girls?
Margaret had never made it with another woman but it was something she had often thought about. She'd had fantasies of being seduced by a lez and having the woman go down on her. Cindy certainly didn't look like a dyke. Margaret tried to imagine the two kids fucking. She had to admit she was jealous. How could she help being jealous when at the moment Brian was the most important man in her life?
"The dinner was delicious, Mrs. Carlson."
Margaret smiled at the girl. "Call me Margaret, won't you?"
"All right, I will."
Brian grinned at them. "Save me."
"What does that mean?"
"It means the two of you are too uptight with each other. "We're supposed to have a party, remember?"
Margaret quivered. "We'll get to that."
"I hope to hell we do."
"Brian, shut up," Cindy said.
Margaret was eager for the orgy now. Just thinking about it made her hot as blazes. Her only uncertainty was that it was so dangerous that Cindy knew about her and Brian. Margaret was afraid Cindy would talk and they'd find themselves in trouble.
Forget it, Margaret thought. You can't do anything about it any more, so just forget.
After dinner they moved into the living room and Margaret brought out some ice cream she'd bought for them.
Cindy wiggled around enough on the sofa so that her skirt crept up her thighs and Margaret caught herself staring. The girl's skin was like marble. Margaret wondered what Cindy looked like when she was naked. Margaret sat in her chair and ate her ice cream as she tried to imagine what would happen.
Then Cindy leaned over and whispered in Brian's ear and Brian chuckled and looked at his mother. "Yeah, I could go for that."
"Go for what?" Margaret said.
"Cindy wants to watch you suck my dick."
Margaret froze. "Oh God!"
"We're going to start sometime," Brian said.
He was right, of course. It was silly to go on pretending there wouldn't be an orgy. Margaret was hot and horny for it, and as soon as she finished her ice cream she left her chair and went to kneel at Brian's feet.
"All right, I'm game."
Brian smiled at her. He unzipped his fly and brought his cock out and Margaret dropped her head down to his lap.
Everything is easy if you just don't hold back, she thought.
She had sucked his cock so many times and now she had his little girlfriend watching her.
Margaret decided to forget about Cindy for the moment. She concentrated on Brian's cock. He already had a nice hard-on. She licked his knob and up and down his cockshaft and then she took his cockhead in her mouth and started sucking it.
Cindy watched Margaret's mouth move up and down Brian's big prick. Then the girl slipped off the sofa and knelt beside Margaret. She ran her hands over Margaret's back and ass, her palms rubbing Margaret's asscheeks through her thin dress.
Margaret found the girl's touch exciting. The little blonde was something, all right. Margaret filled her mouth with Brian's hot cock and trembled as she thought of all the things the three of them could do together.
Then Margaret felt her dress being lifted to uncover her ass. Cindy fingered Margaret's cunt and asscrack through her pantyhose. Margaret moaned around Brian's cock as the girl fondled her.
Finally Margaret pulled her mouth away from Brian's prick and she turned to look at Cindy. "You suck him now,"
Cindy smiled and quickly took Margaret's place. "Yummy."
The blonde slurped her lips over Brian's knob, sucking up the wetness, her mouth stretched wide as she gobbled his fuckpole.
Now it was Margaret's turn to watch. She'd seen women sucking cock in fuck-films, but this was real and it made her crazy with lust.
She touched Cindy. She slid her hand over the girl's back and fondled her cute little ass. She lifted the girl's skirt and pulled her panties down and tickled her blonde pussy from the rear.
What an adorable little cunt the girl had.
Margaret moved around behind Cindy's ass and went down on the girl.
She sucked Cindy's cunt.
She licked around Cindy's pink asshole and then she stuck her tongue inside the girl's shitter.
Cindy groaned, her hips swaying back and forth as the older woman sucked her bunghole.
Brian finally shot off in Cindy's mouth, his eyes on her throat as she swallowed his jism, his mind in a whirl as he thought of all the plans he had for his mother.
Chapter Eight
"What about that one?" Brian said.
They were in a cocktail lounge out near the airport, a place that Brian had learned about in a magazine. He'd somehow found himself a fake ID that said he was twenty-one. Margaret had been reticent about going, disbelieving there was actually places like this where people came to meet other people for wild sex. But now that she was here she suspected it was true. The people were all attractive and there was a cer-tain tension in the air that was unmistakable.
"You're not listening, Mom?"
"Yes I am."
"What about that woman over there. She's been giving us the eye since we walked in. I think she's got the hots for you."
"Oh Brian."
The large room was crowded and hazy with smoke, but Margaret quickly picked out the woman Brian was talking about. The woman was a tall brunette dressed in a black shirt and black leather pants. She had shoulder-length hair and a stunning face and she was indeed staring at them from across the room.
"She's beautiful," Margaret said.
"I'm going over there to talk to her."
Margaret watched him navigate his way across the room. She felt her heart pounding. The idea that they might actually soon have a party with that woman was exciting. Ever since the orgy with Cindy, Margaret had been anxious to try it again. And Brian was certainly willing. He said it turned him on to see Margaret with another woman/Margaret suspected it was also a matter of variety. The boy couldn't keep fucking her exclusively, and maybe the two of them making it with other women was a way for her to keep him. That's what she wanted. She never wanted to let him go.
Brian seemed to be having success with the woman. In a few moments Margaret saw them leave the bar together and start across the room towards her. When they arrived, Brian grinned at Margaret and made the introductions.
The woman's name was Pauline. She smiled at Margaret as she took Margaret's hand.
"I was thinking of coming over here myself. I haven't seen the two of you here before and I thought you might want some company."
Pauline sat down beside Margaret.
"I didn't expect to find so many people here," Margaret said.
Pauline chuckled. "This isn't the only place like this but it's one of the best."
They ordered another round of drinks. For a while it was just an ordinary get-together, three people sitting in a crowded lounge and talking. But before long Pauline's arm was draped over the back of Margaret's chair and then soon after that Pauline's fingers were gently teasing the hair at Margaret's neck.
When Brian left the table to go to the wash-room, Pauline leaned over and whispered in Margaret's ear.
"Do you like me?"
"Mmmmmm!"
"I haven't taken my eyes off you since you walked in. And him too. He's your son, isn't he? He's a dreamboat. You're both lovely. Would it bother you if I kissed you?"
They kissed. Margaret had really seen other people kissing and she didn't mind it. Pauline's kiss was insistent and Margaret soon found Pauline's tongue in her mouth. She accepted it. She trembled with excitement as Pauline's agile tongue ran over her teeth. Then finally Pauline pulled her mouth away and she squeezed Margaret's knee with her fingers.
"Let's not stay here too long."
"All right," Margaret said.
"I'd rather we didn't go to my place. I share an apartment with someone and I don't want her involved. You don't mind, do you?"
Margaret didn't mind at all. She thought she'd feel more comfortable in her own house.
"What do you like?" Pauline said.
"What do you mean?"
"Do you like getting sucked? I'm getting turned on thinking about sucking you. I bet you're juicy. I bet when you get started.it comes out like a waterfall."
Margaret quivered. "You're getting me excited."
"Of course I am. And I want to. I want that lovely cunt hot and wet for me when I go down on it."
When Brian returned, Margaret said: "I've invited Pauline to come home with us."
Brian grinned at them. "Okay, let's go!"
"What a lovely house," Pauline said.
Margaret liked her. Pauline seemed sophisticated and yet she was also down-to-earth. Margaret couldn't help wondering what the brunette looked like naked.
They sat in the living room drinking and talking, and then Margaret went out to the kitchen to make some coffee. When she returned with the coffee pot and the cups, she found Pauline and Brian kissing on the sofa.
"Well, that's what happens when I turn my back," Margaret said.
Pauline smiled. "He turns me on."
"He turns me on too."
They had their coffee and after that they found some music they liked on the stereo and the two women danced together while Brian watched them.
Pauline did not try to hide her interest in Margaret's body.
"I like your boobs."
Margaret blushed. "I wish I had your bones."
"Kiss me."
They kissed and the kiss quickly became hot. Pauline's tongue fluttered between Margaret's lips and then Margaret returned the caress.
Brian found himself turned on as he watched them. He was excited by Pauline, by her streamlined body and the knowing look in her eyes.
Margaret quivered as Pauline's hands moved over her tits. They continued dancing as Pauline fondled Margaret's tits. The sultry brunette found Margaret's nipples and rubbed them with her fingertips.
"Touch me," Pauline said.
Margaret trembled as she put her hands out and cupped them over Pauline's tits. There was no bra, nothing but Pauline's bare tits under the jersey top. They kept their eyes locked as the fondled each other.
Then finally Pauline laughed and put her arms around Margaret. She dropped her hands down to Margaret's ass and squeezed Margaret's asscheeks.
"Brian, I hope you don't mind this," Pauline said.
Brian grinned. "I like it."
The two women finally sat down in the love-seat near the sofa. Margaret found herself trembling, her pulse racing with excitement. She was more excited with Pauline than she'd been with Cindy.
Pauline kissed Margaret again. Her hands were everywhere, her fingers stroking Margaret's tits and thighs and then pulling Margaret's dress back to fondle Margaret's knees.
Pauline whispered in Margaret's ear: "I like pussies."
Margaret felt the heat in her face. For some reason she felt like a child with Pauline.
Then Pauline slipped off the love-seat and went down on her knees in front of Margaret,) She made Margaret pull her dress back and open her thighs.
Margaret wore a flimsy garter belt to hold up her nylons and sheer black panties. Pauline smiled and moved her face forward to sniff at Margaret's crotch. A great shudder went through Margaret as she looked down and watched it.
"Let's get these off," Pauline said. Her fingers pulled at the waistband of Margaret's panties, tugging the wispy nylon down as Margaret helped by raising her ass. In a moment Pauline had the panties removed and her hands pushing at Margaret's knees to get them apart again.
Margaret groaned as Pauline zoomed in to suck her cunt. In a moment the difference between Pauline and Cindy was obvious. Pauline was an experienced lesbian and she knew everything there was to know about sucking a pussy. Her tongue felt marvelous as it whipped all over Margaret's gash.
It wasn't long before Margaret came. Pauline kept her mouth fastened to Margaret's cunt, sucking at the flowing juices, her nose rubbing constantly over Margaret's stiff, little clit.
Then finally Pauline pulled away and wiped her mouth with her hand. "Let's undress. You too, Brian."
They watched each other as they undressed. Margaret was still in the afterglow of her orgasm, but her pulse was soon racing again as Pauline's body was revealed.
The brunette was lovely. She had a firm athletic body with pear-shaped tits and narrow hips. Despite the narrow hips, her ass had a full curve to it, her asscrack a deep dark split between two lovely cheeks. She was a true brunette with dark nipples and a dark-trimmed cuntbush. Margaret thought Pauline was the loveliest creature she'd ever seen.
Pauline's attention, however, was now on Brian. The boy's cock was hard and Pauline went wild over the size of it. .
"God, that's a delicious prick! You're hung, Brian! What a nice surprise!"
Brian chuckled and hefted his dick in his hand.
"You like them big, huh?"
"I certainly do. The bigger the better. Skin it back, honey. Skin it back and show me the knob!"
Margaret found it impossible to remairf passive. She glided over to Pauline and ran a hand over Pauline's back and down to Pauline's ass. The brunette's ass was so luscious.
Pauline tweaked one of Margaret's nipples and smiled. "I'd love to be kissed in a certain place."
They went back to the love-seat. This time it was Pauline who sat there with her legs apart. The brunette slid forward on the seat and pulled one knee up to her chest to make her cunt more available to Margaret.
"Brian, if you stand over here I can play witr your cock while your mother sucks my pussy.'
Brian walked over to her with his big prick swinging like a club over his balls.
Pauline took hole of his cock and smiled down at Margaret.
Margaret touched Pauline's gash. She stroked the brunette's cunt with her fingers and then opened it to look at her clit.
Pauline's clit was a surprise, long and thick and protruding enough to look like a tiny cock between her cuntlips.
s Margaret's excitement was intense as she touched the shaft of Pauline's clit. Then Margaret leaned forward and sniffed at
Pauline's cunt the way she had seen Pauline do to her.
The cunt-smell was heady. And terribly exciting.
Pauline quivered. "Suck it, honey. I'm dying for a good suck."
Margaret's tongue came out and she started licking up and down the brunette's gash. She licked up the oozing juice at the entrance to Pauline's cunthole. Then she moved up a bit and ran her tongue over the shaft of Pauline's clit and then over the tiny knob.
Pauline groaned and pulled at Margaret's head. "Nibble it, baby. Nibble at my clit and I'll go off."
Margaret took the brunette's big clit between her lips and sucked it. She pulled it from side to side, nibbling at it and tugging it until Pauline groaned and heaved her ass.
"Get behind her and fuck her," Pauline said to Brian with a gasp.
The boy did what she wanted. He quickly got down on his knees behind his mother's upraised ass. He pushed his knob at her sopping cunthole and drilled his cock inside her cunt-channeiJ'
Margaret groaned as his cock went in. Shi rubbed her face more firmly against Pauline's hot cunt. Pauline mewled with pleasure as she fondled Margaret's head.
Brian watched his cock slide in and out of his mother's ripe cunt. Then he looked at Pauline and their eyes met and she smiled at him.
"I'm going to get some of that big prick later."
Brian grunted. "You bet you are."
"Don't be so tough."
"I'm not tough, I just like to fuck."
Pauline came. She held onto Margaret's head as the spasms ripped through her crotch. Margaret slurped up the hot juice gushing out of Pauline's steaming cunt.
Brian suddenly wanted Pauline's mouth on his dick. He pulled his cock out of his mother's cunt and moved closer to Pauline. He wagged his cock over her face.
"Suck it!"
Pauline teased him. "That's nasty. You've got her juice all over it."
"Hell, you sucked her cunt before!" .-Pauline chuckled and took his cock in her mouth. She rolled her lips sensuously over his knob and down his cockshaft. Brian started pumping. With his hands on his hips, he fucked Pauline's mouth until he shot off. The brunette took his load without any protest.
She swallowed everything down and then at the end she pulled her mouth away and wiped her lips with her tongue. "Tasty spunk."
They rested awhile. They sat around talking, three new friends comfortable in their nakedness. Brian sat with Pauline on the sofa and before long he started fondling her. He played with her tits and bent his head to suck her nipples.
Then he went down on his knees in front of her and Pauline pulled her legs up and opened them. "Do it, honey."
He did it, all right. He moved in to gobble her snatch. She had a neat little cunt, dark like his mother's but not as ripe. And her clit was something else. He pulled at it with his teeth as he ran her hands over his head.
Margaret watched them awhile. She sat behind Brian and she was thrilled at the sight of his big balls dangling under his ass. My stallion, she thought. She finally slipped off her chair and crawled behind him to hold his balls while he sucked Pauline.
"I want fucking," Pauline said. "Fuck me, Brian! Fuck me now!"
They broke apart. Pauline turned and bent over on the sofa with her ass in the air. Brian moved behind her and quickly drilled his cock up her cunt.
Margaret fondled Pauline's lovely ass. She pulled at the brunette's tits as Brian slid his cock in and out of Pauline's cunthole.
Pauline groaned as he rammed her. She wagged her hips from side to side. Then she looked at Margaret with pleading eyes. "Let me suck you while he fucks me."
Margaret slipped her body into position under Pauline's face. As soon as Margaret opened her thighs, Pauline dropped her mouth to Margaret's cunt.
The brunette sucked hungrily at Margaret's gash. Margaret looked at Brian and their eyes met. Mother and son smiled at each other. The boy gripped Pauline's asscheeks and began ramming harder. In a few moments he came, grunting like a bull as he shot off in Pauline's cunt. enPauline sucked Margaret's clit, her head shipping from side to side as she brought Margaret off.
It's the best, Margaret thought. Making it with another woman and having Brian at the same time was the supreme delight for her.
Chapter Nine
Margaret met Leona Drake in a department store. She was in the lingerie department buying some underwear when she made eye contact with a striking blonde woman about her own age. Before long, they found themselves at one of the counters together and the blonde started a conversation.
The attraction between them was immediate. Having made it with several women now, Margaret was more aware of her own needs and the vibrations that she often received from women when she was out in public.
Margaret and Leona had a drink together in a nearby cocktail lounge and it wasn't long before Leona invited Margaret to visit her house that evening.
Margaret hesitated. "Is it all right if I bring a friend?"
Leona smiled. "Man or woman?"
Well, actually it's a boy."
A soft chuckle came out of Leona's throat. "Oh, that's lovely. Sure, why not? I know someone I might get to make a foursome."
When Margaret arrived home, she told Brian about the invitation.
"You do want to go, don't you?"
Brian snickered. "Are you serious? You're damn right I want to go. What's she like? Did you tell her I'm your son?"
They had fun during the drive out to Leona Drake's house. They teased each other in the car about how they were both looking forward to a hot time. Margaret rubbed Brian's cock through his pants until he had a raging hard-on and pushed her hand away.
"You're thinking about the new guy you're going to fuck."
"Brian, you know that isn't true."
Then finally they arrived at Leona's house.
Leona's friend was only a few years older than Brian. His name was Derek and Margaret thought he was cute.
"I've made a punch that'll knock your ears back," Leona said. "Let's just relax and see what happens."
Derek put a tape on the stereo and soon all four of them were dancing. Margaret felt comfortable and she was glad she'd accepted Leona's invitation.
It wasn't long before they paired off in the dancing, Margaret and Derek together and Leona with Brian.
Margaret was flattered by the interest in Derek's eyes.
"Are you and Leona close friends?"
Derek smiled. "We've known each other for years. She was one of my teachers in high school."
"Oh my."
"She doesn't teach any more."
"She's nice, isn't she?"
"And so are you. You're beautiful."
Then Margaret glanced over at Leona and Brian and her breath caught when she saw that Leona had her hand on Brian's crotch.
Well, what did you expect, Margaret thought. They hadn't come here to play Chinese checkers.
"Kiss me," Margaret said to Derek.
He grinned at her, then took her in his arms and kissed her. Margaret pressed her body against him. He already had a hard-on. He was much taller than she was and she could feel his boner pushing against her belly.
Then Margaret looked at Leona and Brian again and a shudder of excitement went through her. The blonde and Brian weren't dancing any more. Leona was down on her knees and she had Brian's cock out of his pants and in her mouth.
Margaret and Derek watched them with their arms around each other's waists,
"He's your son, isn't he?"
"I suppose it's obvious."
"There's enough of a resemblance. Anyway he's lucky."
Margaret felt better. It was nice to be with people who didn't care about silly taboos. Then she felt Derek's hand fondling her ass through her dress and her excitement increased.
"Leona likes it in the backdoor," Derek said.
"Oh?"
"She can't get enough of it."
"And you? Do you like doing it there?"
"I love it. What about you? Do I get a chance at you tonight?"
"We'll see."
She wasn't that eager for it, not with a stranger. She decided she might let him fuck her ass and she might not. But no matter what happened, thinking about Leona getting fucked in the ass was a turn-on.
Leona had Brian's pants and shorts down to his ankles now and she was sucking his balls-Margaret and Derek continued watching the other couple. Derek moved behind Margaret now and slowly pulled her dress up to uncover her ass.
"Gorgeous butt. Let me get the panties off."
"Not yet."
Leona finally pulled her mouth away from Brian's crotch. "Let's undress."
The four of them quickly stripped their clothes off. Leona had a sleek suntanned body and firm thighs. Her tits had a slight droop but they were still pretty.
Margaret thought Derek was sexy. She guessed he was only about nineteen. He had a thick cock and lots of dark hair around his balls.
Leona was soon on her back with Brian mounted between her legs. The boy seemed excited by the blonde. As Margaret and Derek watched, Brian rammed his cock inside Leona's cunt and started fucking her.
Margaret found it intensely exciting to watch Brian in action. He had such a superb body. He looked like a young stallion as his ass pumped up and down.
Derek started playing with Margaret's ass again. She was still wearing her garter belt and nylons and high heels, and the way his fingers tickled her asscrack turned her on.
"You can't keep your eyes off them," he said.
"Am I neglecting you?"
"If you sit down I'll go down on you."
"Mmmmm, I won't refuse that."
In a few moments Margaret was in a chair with her nylon-clad legs draped over Derek's shoulders. She could still watch Leona and Brian. But now she gasped as Derek's tongue found her clit and started whipping it.
He ate her snatch with gusto, and then before long she felt his tongue fluttering south beyond her cunthole. She moaned as he rimmed her grommet. He was an ass-hound. Well, take advantage of it, she thought. She pulled her knees back and quivered as she watched him suck her little brownie.
Meanwhile Brian had Leona whimpering under the onslaught of his big prick. The blonde's hips churned as she fucked back at his sliding cock. Margaret could see the action clearly. She was thrilled at the sight of her son's slick prick sliding in and out of the blonde's gaping pussy.
Derek finally pulled his mouth away from Margaret's ass.
"Does that turn you on?"
Margaret smiled. "Mmmmm, I should think so."
"Come on, let me fuck your ass. I promise I'll make it good for you."
"All right."
"You're a doll."
"How do you want me?"
"Doggie style. Hands and kness."
She went down on the thick, knelt there with her ass hiked up. She told herself to relax and enjoy it. His cock wasn't that big and she expected no trouble taking it.
"Christ, what an ass," Derek said.
"Just be careful, honey."
He'd already loosened up her asshole by sucking it, and now he had no trouble getting his knob in. They both groaned as he pushed forward to bury his dick up her shitter.
When Margaret looked at Brian and Leona again, she saw that Leona had now rolled over on her belly and Brian was fucking her backdoor. Leona's eyes were closed and she looked extremely happy.
Derek fucked Margaret slowly, his hands gripping her hips as he worked his dick in and out of her asshole. Margaret realized he had lots of experience and she relaxed. She was confident he wouldn't hurt her. So far there hadn't been any pain at all, just the hot pleasure in her shit-tube. If it was done right it was always marvelous.
Brian started grunting and Margaret looked at him again because she knew the sound and knew he would come soon. She watched his ass as he pumped his cock in Leona's shitter. She watched as he stiffened and threw his head back and shot his load up the blonde's shit-tube.
After Brian pulled out of Leona's ass, they came over to watch Derek finish fucking Margaret.
Derek was good, all right. Margaret had now decided he was one of the best fucks she'd had. His cock remained as stiff as a poker and he knew how to twist it in her ass in just the right way.
Leona moved behind Derek to hold his balls while he fucked Margaret.
"Shoot it," Leona said with a giggle. "Give her an enema!"
Derek made a croaking sound as he shot his load up Margaret's ass.
Margaret came as she felt his hot jism spurting in her shit-tube. Leona leaned over her and kissed her and pulled at her dangling tits as she finished her climax.
After that the two boys went off to wash their pricks. Leona fixed a drink for herself and Margaret and the two women sat down on the sofa together.
"You certainly gave Derek what he wants."
Margaret blushed. "He's adorable."
"And you're adorable too. Your tits are lovely. I wish mine stood up like that.".
Leona put a hand on one of Margaret's tits. Her fingers touched the nipple and then moved around and underneath to lift the tit and let it drop again.
"Brian is marvelous. I thought I'd have trouble taking him, but he was so sweet and there was no trouble at all. Nothing but heaven. God, I'm getting turned on again just talking about it. Do you like it as much as I do?"
"I do like it."
Leona smiled and leaned over to kiss Margaret's lips.
Margaret accepted the kiss and before long Leona had her hand between Margaret's spread thighs, her fingers stroking Margaret's wet slit.
"Let me suck you."
"All right."
Margaret sat with her knees pulled up and her thighs wide apart. Leona went down on the rug on her knees and started kissing the insides of Margaret's thighs. The blonde gradually worked her mouth towards Margaret's pussy and fmafly
Leona's tongue was pushing at Margaret's cunt.
Margaret groaned and kept her eyes on Leona's face. She watched Leona's pink tongue fluttering over her clit and cunthole.
The blonde had no inhibitions about Margaret's asshole. She moved her tongue there and drove Margaret crazy as she tickled around the puckered ring and in the opening and then back up to Margaret's cunthole again to suck up the juice oozing out in a steady stream.
Margaret came. She rocked her knees back and forth, then closed her thighs around Leona's head and held her there.
I like it too much," Margaret thought. Then she told herself she was crazy, she had nothing to feel guilty about. There was nothing wrong with it, nothing wrong with liking both cock and pussy. She just liked everything.
The boys were back. They snickered when they saw the two together. Margaret and Leona were now down on the rug, head to toe on their sides, each woman with her face buried in the other's crotch.
"They're having lunch," Derek said. Brian made a sound with his lips. "Sucky-sucky."
The women didn't care what the boys thought. They continued sucking each other. Margaret slipped her finger inside Leona's asshole as she sucked Leona's clit. She thought she could feel Brian's jism in there.
The two boys finally moved in on them. They went down on the rug, Derek behind Margaret and Brian behind Leona. In a moment Margaret felt Derek's cock poking at her asshole.
Oh God, not again, she thought.
Brian did the same to Leona. The boys giggled as they drove their cocks up the asses of the women.
Margaret continued sucking Leona's cunt. She realized how thrilling it was. She had a lovely hot cock up her ass and a lovely hot pussy under her mouth. She wondered if Brian was as happy as she was. Maybe it won't last, she thought. Maybe something will happen and it won't last.
Chapter Ten
"I'm all alone," Helen Baker said.
She was Cindy's mother. Brian had come calling for Cindy and discovered the girl had gone out of town to visit her grandmother with her father.
"Gee, I'm sorry, Mrs. Baker. I thought she'd be home."
" 'Nothing to be sorry about, honey. Come on inside and have a Coke or something."
He didn't mind. She led him into the kitchen and sat him down in one of the chairs. She was a busty redhead with a friendly smile and he'd always liked her.
And Helen Baker returned the liking. She was impressed with Brian. Her daughter had a habit of getting involved with boys from the wrong side of town. Brian at least looked clean. And handsome. He was the best looking of the lot by far.
"I'm glad you're dating Cindy."
"I like her," Brian said. "Maybe it's because she takes after you."
"Now you're flirting."
"No I'm not, I'm just telling the truth."
He could smell her perfume. And he could see her nipples poking at the front of her silk blouse. She was curvy. Big tits and a full round ass and curvy legs. She was actually a few years older than his mother but she didn't look it. He found himself wondering what it would be like to fuck Helen Baker to a frazzle.
They sat in the kitchen and talked while he had his Coke.
"Stay awhile," she said. "If you're not doifig anything don't run off."
"All right, I won't."
He watched the saucy twitch of her ass as she moved around the kitchen. She was dressed for the street, a silk blouse and a skirt and nylons. He had a fantasy of lifting her skirt to get a look at her ass. He thought of sticking his nose in her asscrack and smelling her through her panties. Christ, what a sexy bitch she was. Was there any chance? He told himself he'd give his arms and legs to fuck her, anything but his prick to have a couple of hours with her.
She smiled at him. "I just got back from downtown and I was planning to get some sun on the back patio. You can join me if you want. We can play checkers or something." "Sure, I'd like that." Fifteen minutes later he walked out back wearing nothing but a pair of her husband's shorts and a pair of sunglasses. He found her wearing the smallest string bikini he'd ever seen. Nothing but a patch over the tip of each tit and another patch to cover her slit. If she had any . hair on her pussy, he couldn't see it. The top of the bikini covered her nipples but not much cielse. Most of each full tit was exposed and it drove him crazy.
She saw where his eyes were at.
"I haven't worn this since we went to Mexico last year. It's a bit much, isn't it?"
"It's a bit little."
She giggled. "Do you want me to change?"
"I'll go home if you do."
"Oh, I don't want you to do that."
No, she certainly didn't. Helen told herself she'd put a lasso around his neck to hold him in the house. His body looked delicious and the sight of him wearing her husband's shorts was a turn-on. She imagined Brian's strong thighs wrapped around her neck. Damn, I could go for that, she thought.
They sat opposite each other on two lawn chairs, the backgammon board on a small table between them. The patio was secluded, completely surrounded by a tall hedge.
They played checkers awhile. Then she started talking about the house and she wanted to show him some flowers that she'd planted near one of the trees. After they walked over and looked at the flowers, they turned to each other and suddenly she was in his arms and she was kissing him.
The kiss quickly turned hot as she pressed her tits against his chest. She ran her hands over his shoulders and back, and then one hand moved around to touch the front of his shorts. Her fingers were light as a feather on his crotch, but his hard-on was so huge she couldn't miss it.
She pinched his prick and chuckled. "Maybe it's not me. Maybe you walk around like this all the time."
"The hell I do."
He pushed his shorts down far enough to let his cock and balls hang over the waistband.
"It's you, all right."
Her face flushed and her nostrils flaring, she gazed a long moment at his fuckmeat.
"We shouldn't be doing this."
"We can do what we want."
"All right, cover that up and let's go inside."
When they were inside the house, she turned and kissed his mouth, her tits pushing against his chest, her belly pushing against his hard cock.
He ran his hands over her big ass, squeezed the full globes as he worked his tongue inside her mouth.
She laughed and pushed him away. "You're * feaby."
"You'll find out pretty soon."
Helen told herself she couldn't stop now. She found the idea of fucking her daughter's boyfriend incredibly exciting.
"I'm having a martini," she said.
Brian followed her with his eyes on her ass. When she stopped at the bar, he grabbed the bottom of her bikini and pulled it off.
"Don't be so rough!"
"I didn't tear it."
She giggled as he squeezed her ass with both hands. "It's only an ass."
"I love it!"
"Mmmm!"
She turned her head and looked meaningfully at his bulging crotch.
"Why don't you take the shorts off?"
When he was naked, she feasted her eyes on his throbbing cock.
"You're big!"
"Nobody complains."
He could see her cunt mound now. Her cunt-bush wasn't shaved off, just trimmed to a narrow stripe of thin red hair that barely covered her slit.
She touched him. She curled her fingers around his thick cockshaft and lifted it. Sh�
pulled his foreskin back to completely expose his knob.
"Checking me out?"
"Boys aren't always clean."
She forgot about the martini and she went down on her knees in front of him. He grinned at her, arched his crotch forward and pushed his cockhead at her full lips.
She made a mewling sound as she opened her mouth to take him.
He groaned as he watched his cock slide forward into the gaping cavern of her mouth.
She pushed forward, the ring of her lips sliding all the way down to the base of his cock before pulling back again. She left a wet trail of saliva on his cockshaft, her tongue rolling over his knob and snapping at his pisshole.
"Take the top off and let your tits hang loose."
She did what he wanted. Remaining on her knees, she tossed the bikini top away and cupped her tits in her hands. "They do hang, don't they?"
"Let me see."
. She was amused by his interest in her tits. She dropped her hands and leaned forward a bit to increase the hang of her tits. She had huge nipples, the points like pink thumbs sticking out of her tits.
"Oh Christ," he said.
"I suppose that's a compliment."
"Suck my cock again."
She took his prick in her mouth again and he slowly pumped his hips back and forth as he fucked her face.
Then she slipped a finger under his balls and probed his asshole.
He wriggled his ass. "Yeah, do that!"
The finger went in, all the way to the last knuckle.
"Suck it, bitch! Suck my cum!"
He came in her mouth, her finger diddling his asshole as the hot jism shot out of his prick. There was more of it than she expected and she lost some of it. The milky spunk splashed out of the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin.
He kept coming, a long intense orgasm sustained by the finger working in his shitter.
Finally it was over and she pulled her mouth away.
"Good God, that's a load! When did you come last?"
He snickered at her as he watched her suck on his pisshole to get the last of his jism. "Go on, get it in your throat now, it's not so big any more."
They're all the same, he thought. Fifteen years old or forty years old, if they like cock they like to be stuffed with it.
t t t
"My legs hurt from kneeling like that," she said.
They were sitting on the sofa now. He had his arm around her shoulders and his hand hanging over her right tit. Her nipples were bigger than his mother's and they turned him on.
"I like your boobs."
"Boys always like big tits."
He shifted his body around and stretched out with his head in her lap.
She giggled and leaned over his face to drop m tit into his mouth. "Here, suck it."
He sucked her nipple with relish, nibbling at 'it and pulling it with his teeth.
She played with his cock, her fingers slowly jacking his prick. He was getting hard again. She could feel the thickening of his cockshaft with her fingers. She was crazy about cocks, crazy about jism. She quivered as she remembered the rich load he'd given her. She was envious of Gindy and wondered how often the girl sucked him off. Helen told herself she wouldn't mind another load in her mouth. But of course he wanted to fuck her. He wanted the thrill of fucking his girlfriend's mother.
When he finally pulled his mouth off her tit, her nipple was swollen and wet with his saliva.
"Let's fuck," he said.
"All right."
"Right here. Get on your hands and knees and we'll do it right here."
She looked at him coyly. "Hands and knees?"
"Sure, don't you like that?"
"I like everything."
She knelt on the sofa with her ass towards his face. Then she groaned as she felt his mouth on her ass, his nose and chin pressing against her asscrack and his wet lips closing over the tight ring of her asshole.
"God, what are you doing?" "Open up. Open your asshole." A wailing sound came out of her throat as his tongue went in. She hadn't expected this. She hadn't expected he'd know so much. She wondered where he'd learned it. Not from Cindy. She couldn't imagine him doing this to Cindy. She couldn't imagine his tongue in her little girl's ass. The boy was an expert. "Want me to stop?" She groaned. "It's too much!" "I'm crazy about your ass." "Fuck me, Brian! Stop playing around and fuck me!" "All right."
"Where are you going to put it?" He laughed. "I'll keep you guessing." "Not in my ass."
He didn't answer. Then she felt his cockhead rubbing up and down her asscrack like a hot sausage. He pushed his knob at her bunghole. "Brian, I said no!"
He didn't force it. He moved his cock down and popped it inside her sopping cunt. She moaned as his big prick filled her cunt-channel. Oh, that's better, she thought. She never liked cheating on her husband. But David was out of town and this kid was something else. What a lovely big prick he had.
She whimpered when she felt one of Brian's fingers pushing inside her asshole.
"'Your jiss is wide open,'' he said. "I bet your husband fucks you here all the time."
He pulled his cock out of her cunt and a moment later she groaned as she felt his knob pushing at her asshole again. This time she said nothing. She held her breath and then she whimpered as his fat knob squeezed inside her shithole.
He pushed forward, driving his cock all the way up her ass with a single stroke. Of course he was right about her ass being open, David fucked her there all the time and she loved it.
"Come on, move your ass, Mrs. Baker!"
"Fuck me, you little bastard! Fuck my ass!"
He laughed as she rocked back and forth on his cock. He had streaks of brown on his cock now and it turned him on. What a hot bitch she was, what a hot sexy bitch.
The sweat dripped off his body as he worked his dick in and out of her shitter. Her asshole was like a gaping mouth now, a round pink mouth sucking at his sliding cock.
Helen moaned as she shoved three fingers inside her cunt. She could feel his thrusting cock through the wall that separated her cunt-channel and shit-tube. Afterward, like she always did, she'd have to run to the bathroom to shit.
"Come on, shoot it! Shoot it up my ass, you bastard!"
Chapter Eleven
"It's not fair," Margaret said.
Brian had told her what had happened with Cindy's mother. They never kept any secrets from each other. She was disappointed because this was the first time he had done anything like that without her.
"You can do the same thing," Brian said.
"What do you mean?"
"You can fuck any guy you want."
"I'm not interested in anybody but you."
"Hell, we make it with other women all the time."
"That's different."
"What about two guys? Suppose I find another guy and we both fuck you?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
But the idea did intrigue her. He kept pressing her about it and finally she agreed.
"I don't want just anyone, Brian."
He grinned at her. "Don't worry about that."
They agreed he would find someone about his own age. She told herself maybe he was right. It wasn't as if they didn't do things with other people. She didn't have him on a leash. Making out with Cindy's mother was only natural if the woman approached him. And from what Brian had told her, it was clear to Margaret that Helen Baker had been the one who started things.
You're just jealous, Margaret thought.
And then she thought about making it with
Brian and another boy and she became turned on enough to feel her pussy getting juiced up.
Not only jealous, she thought. You're a jealous nympho.
So for the next few days the anticipation put her on edge. Brian had no trouble arranging things, and one afternoon they drove out to a motel where she had already reserved a room by phone.
The boy Brian had lined up was already waiting outside the motel office. His name was Mario and he looked good to Margaret, one or two years older than Brian and more than a hint of experience in his eyes.
When the three of them were inside the motel room, she asked Mario what part of town he was from.
"All parts," he said.
"You're cheeky."
"And you've got nice tits. Come on, are we going to fuck or talk?"
Margaret blushed. "I'll be right back."
She went to the bathroom to get ready for them. She quickly stripped down to her garter belt and nylons. The bra was something special she'd bought, without cups, just a set of straps around her tits to emphasize them. She looked at the mirror and smiled at the way her tits jiggled when she moved. She knew what boys their age liked. In a few moments she pranced out of the bathroom on her spike heels with her tits and ass bouncing provocatively.
Their eyes lit up, even Brian's eyes, and Mario whistled.
"Fantastic tits!"
She pouted at them. "I don't want to be the only one without clothes."
They grinned at her as they stripped their clothes off. Her fingers toyed with her nipples as she watched them. Of course the one she devoted her attention to was Mario. When he was finally naked, she was pleased. He had a handsome body, lots of muscles and a delicious looking prick with a long thick foreskin.
He walked over to her and used his fingers to wag his cock at her. "Suck it, baby!"
She went down on her knees in front of him. She couldn't resist a prick like that. She weighed his balls with her fingers and then she used her lips and teeth to push his foreskin back.
He groaned as she rolled her tongue around his purplish knob. His nuts were heavy in her hand and she was already thirsting for a taste of his jism.
Brian stood watching them awhile as she sucked Mario's dick, and then he came forward to join in. He wagged his cock at his mother and Margaret giggled as she moved her mouth to her son's prick.
Now she had two cocks at her disposal. Her mouth moved from one to trie other. She licked and sucked their cocks, each hand holding a pair of fat balls. A quiver went through her as she realized how much jism she'd be getting. She loved Mario's cock. His prick was like a long dark sausage. She lifted his prick out of the way and sucked his balls. Then she did the same to Brian.
Then she made Mario sit down in one of the armchairs. She knelt at his feet and went down on him again. This time she gave in to the urge to deep-throat him. He groaned as she took his knob in her throat and squeezed it with her throat muscles.
"She's a hot bitch!"
Brian snickered. "I told you."
Brian crouched down behind his mother and rammed his cock up her cunt from behind. Margaret shuddered with pleasure at the feel of two lusty cocks penetrating her, one in her mouth and one in her cunt. She rocked her body, fucking one cock with her pussy and thjj other cock with her lips.
Finally she pulled away and wiped her mouth with her hand. "Let's get on the bed."
The boys were hot now, their cocks swollen and red, each pisshole dripping fuck-oil. Brian had a bigger prick, but she found Mario's prick exciting because of that purple knob.
When they were on the bed, Mario wanted his cock in her cunt. She pulled her knees back and draped her legs over his shoulders. She still wore her shoes. He guided his cock with his hand and she groaned as his hard prick slid inside her wet cunt.
He was a good fuck. He had a strong dick and he knew how to use it. He kept up a steady rhythm, not too fast, but his cock ramming her at the end of each thrust. She was thrilled at the way his loose balls slapped against her ass. Oh God I love it, she thought. Her legs waved in the air as he continued ramming her fuck-hole.
Suddenly Mario pulled his cock out of her cunt. He grinned at her as he forced her legs down. He straddled her body and shifted forward to hang his prick over her face.
She took his wet cock in her mouth. She could ttste her cuntjuice as he pushed forward and started fucking her face. He stroked in and out a few times and then he pulled his prick out of her mouth and dropped his nuts on her nose.
"Suck my balls!"
She did what he wanted. He had coarse black hair around his balls and the masculine smell of his crotch turned her on. She wondered what Brian had told him about her. She supposed Mario had guessed himself that she was Brian's mother. So far he hadn't said anything about it, but she suspected he knew.
Her hands roamed over his hard ass and then she stroked his asscrack and found his asshole. He liked it. He snickered at her and wiggled his butt around as she probed his shitter with a stiff finger.
Then she wanted something else.
"Get off me," she said.
"What for?"
"Just do it and you'll see!"
She made him get on his knees and bend over. Then she moved behind him and started licking his hairy asscrack with broad strokes of her tongue. He went crazy as she rimmed his asshole and then forced her tongue inside.
"Christ, what a bitch! Yeah, baby, stick yclur tongue inside! Eat my ass, baby! Make a meal out of it!"
Brian stood there giggling as he watched his mother push her face between Mario's asscheeks to suck his asshole.
She finally stopped and made him roll over so she could suck his cock again. This time he was ready to shoot off. She pumped her mouth up and down on his stiff prick, her fingers jacking his cockskin until he groaned and shot his load in her mouth.
She loved it. His jism was thick and plentiful and sucking his ass had made her hot as hell. She had an orgasm as she swallowed his load, a series of lovely spasms in her pussy as his ropey slime slid down her throat.
Brian wanted the same treatment now. As soon as she pulled her mouth off Mario's cock, Brian came forward to dangle his big prick over her face. He stood at the side of the bed while she sucked his dick. He used his fingers to pump his prick, and in a moment Margaret had his load out of his balls, his jism spurting over her tongue and at the back of her throat.
Double whammy, she thought. She wondered iohow many cocks it would take to fill up a glass 'with jism. A shudder went through her as she thought of drinking a glass of fresh jism like a milkshake.
After that, they finally drank the beer Margaret had bought at the motel bar. She lay back on the bed with her legs apart and the boys sitting in the armchairs and leering at her.
"Open your cunt," Brian said.
She did it. She pried her cuntlips apart with her fingers to show them the red meat inside. "This way?"
"Yeah, that's nice."
Mario chuckled. "He says you take it in the ass."
"Only if I'm in the mood for it."
"What about now? You in the mood now?"
"You're not ready."
"Just give it a few minutes, baby. Why don't you turn me on a little? Do a dance or something."
"Come on, let's have a dance," Brian said.
The music was already coming through the motel radio. She rose off the bed and started dancing for them. Her tits bobbed around like a pair of cantaloupes as she moved her body. She held her tits in her hands and pumped her crotch at them like a belly dancer.
They loved it. They sat there stroking their cocks as they watched her move around. After awhile she turned her back to them and used her ass to excite them. She wagged her ass around and then she bent over at the waist and pulled her asscheeks apart with her hands.
"Jesus!" Mario said.
Brian giggled. "Nice, huh?"
"Bring it here," Mario said to Margaret.
She backed up towards him, moved backwards so that he could get his hands on her ass.
"Bend over again," he said.
He fondled her asscheeks and tickled her ass-crack with his fingers. Then she felt his fingers penetrate her cunt and asshole at the same time. He had his thumb in her asshole and two fingers stretching her cunthole. She groaned as his fingers fucked both holes simultaneously.
"Man, look at that ass!" Mario said.
She felt so wanton. The party was wilder than she'd imagined it would be. She tightened her asshole on Mario's thumb and then she pulled away.
"Fuck me now." �? "In your ass, huh?"
"No, not yet. Fuck my pussy first."
She knelt on the edge of the bed with her ass in the air. Mario came behind her and shoved his prick up her cunt from behind. She reached underneath to get his nuts. She pulled at his balls as he stroked his cock in and out of her pussy. Then she felt his thumb pushing inside her asshole again.
"Tight, man. She's got a beautiful asshole."
He leaned over her and slapped her tits around. Then he pulled back and he started fucking her hard and fast. She hoped he wouldn't come. She rolled her butt around, lost in the pleasure of the fuck, and then she wailed as he suddenly pulled out.
"Come on, let's do a sandwich."
"Sandwich?"
"We're the bread and you're the meat."
When she realized what he was talking about, she quivered with excitement.
Brian stretched out on the bed and she mounted him and stuffed her pussy with his prick. His cock felt so big in her cunt. She started fucking him, bouncing up and down on his big prick.
Then Mario came onto the bed behind her. He pushed at her back and made her bend over
Brian's chest. He fondled her asscheeks and tickled her asshole.
"You don't need anything," Mario said.
"Please be careful."
The boy giggled. "Hell, you love it."
And the next moment she had Mario's cock sliding up her ass and stretching her shit-tube like a fat banana.
"Man, this is heaven!" Mario said.
She loved it. Two cocks at once. Two holes filled with hot dick. They found a rhythm. This was the first time in her life she'd ever had a double-fuck and she promised herself it wouldn't be the last.
She started coming. She wanted them all. She wanted all the boys in the world fucking her mouth and cunt and ass.
Till I'm a hundred, she thought. I'll quit when I'm a hundred and read the funny papers.
