A mother's desire for her son is a subject as old as the world of literature, and its theme, incest, can be traced in the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah, and Lot's scheme to repopulate a supposedly desolate earth by sleeping with his daughters. The subject has been probed by Sophocles, and Freud defined the problem of incest. Eugene O'Neill, a great playwright, encompassed the theme in one of his most important works.
An incestuous desire is now considered normal, healthy, and to be expected, but should this need on the part of a woman to physically possess her son remain unchecked, the possible catastrophe which might follow could be of such dimension that none involved would ever recover.
GO DOWN, MOM! is the story of an incestuous relationship between a young housewife and her young son. It is a startling novel with an important message for society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
A soft breeze played with Cindy's skirt, molding it to her long thighs, making it cling to the lovely roundness of her ass. She leaned her elbows on the cement blocks in front of her, watching the smaller planes taxi and take off. She crossed her ankles. Brushing her soft auburn hair out of her face, she sighed.
She and her son had enjoyed the beach, and both were glowing with a healthy tan. A week together had been good for them both. Her son had been with his father for too long, she thought. This beach vacation had been an inspiration, and Benny had loved it. He had watched the girls mostly, she thought as she watched a twin-engined plane rev up its motors. She could hardly blame him; they had been very pretty, packing the beach every day, wearing those skimpy bikinis that left little to the imagination.
Benny had been with his father and new wife for two years, and she had missed him terribly. But now he was back with her, and he intended to stay. He had grown more than she had expected. He was getting tall, like his father, and she was amused to see him trying to grow a moustache.
She had observed Benny with a stiff cock inside his trunks, trying hard to keep it hidden from her, lying on his stomach, his eyes shielded by dark glasses, watching the girls and writhing his hips into the sand. Cindy was only a little surprised to find herself reacting to this, becoming moist and steamy inside her own one-piece swim suit. She was a hot lady, and she knew it, but to turn on to her son was a bit strange.
She had noticed he watched her when he felt she wasn't paying attention, and even now she could feel his eyes on her body. He was sitting on the grass about ten feet behind her, wearing those dark sunglasses. Their luggage had already been checked in, and now they were waiting to embark on the long jet liner for the four-hour trip home.
A sudden gust of wind caught the hem of her pale yellow skirt, moving it about her thighs. She rested her chin in her hands, wondering what her son was thinking as he gazed at her back, if he was comparing her to those lovely teenaged girls on the beach. Cindy had a very good body, almost as shapely and curvy as when she was a teenager. Her tits were fuller, her hips rounder, but her ass was tight and shapely, and her legs were long and slim, smooth-textured. If she had chosen to wear one of those string bikinis, she knew she would look as mouthwatering as any of those succulent young girls.
She gasped suddenly.
The breeze had picked up, and her skirt lifted almost to her ass.
Benny, his gaze fixed upon his mother's ass, grinned as her long legs flashed almost to her panties. It was a brief peek, but enough to make his balls tingle.
Cindy trembled, but didn't move. She wasn't sure if she wanted the thoughts she was having, but they made her shiver in such a delicious way, she accepted them. Besides, they were her thoughts, private in her mind.
She watched a single-engine plane taxi nearby, then turn with its tail toward her, stopping. The pilot revved the engine up, and the stiff wind from the propellers caught her skirt, and whipped it all the way to her waist. She jumped, but not fast enough.
Benny grinned widely as he saw the pink and white lace of his mother's panties cupping her lovely ass. Cindy was not wearing panty hose or nylons, and her legs were bare. He saw the white flesh of her ass where her swimsuit had fit, contrasting excitingly with the golden tan of her thighs.
Cindy fought her skirt down, but the wind kept blowing it up, and as bits of sand flew into her face, she turned her back, and Benny stared at her exposure. Her panties were cut low, very low, and the dark hair at the top of her pussy could be seen.
"Oh!" Cindy gasped, fighting her skirt with one hand and her hair with the other.
She managed to get her skirt down only when the pilot cut his engine. She faced her son, and saw his cock bulging in his jeans. Her tits swelled, and her cunt began to vibrate gently. She jerked her eyes from her son, moving to a small bench and sitting down. She knew her son watched her, and she kept her eyes away from him as she crossed her long legs, making sure her skirt was at her knees.
"He kicked up a wind, huh, Mom?" Benny grinned.
"I'd like to kick him in the ass," she answered. "I bet he did that on purpose."
"Why? He was in the plane," Benny said. "He couldn't see."
"No, but you saw plenty," she replied, her voice shaking.
"Hey, Mom, it's no big deal," he said. "I see things like that all the time."
"But not me," she answered.
"Hey, don't be so bashful, Mom. You look as pretty as any of them. You don't have to be ashamed of what you have."
"I'm not ashamed of what I have," she told him. "I just don't like to show it off in public, and especially to you."
Benny said no more, turning to watching the planes.
Cindy felt an anxiety that was uncomfortable. Her panties were wet between her legs, and despite what she had told her son, Cindy had felt an immediate thrill when her skirt blew so high. She didn't understand why, but she almost had an orgasm. Her eyes strayed to the front of Benny's pants, and she was sure his cock was hard. She found herself trying to imagine what it was like, if it was long, thick, or short and stubby.
Startled with what she was thinking about, Cindy forced herself to watch the planes. But what he had said about her looking as good as any of them excited her. She knew he meant those teenaged girls at the beach.
The loud speaker boomed, and she stood. "That's our plane, Benny."
They showed their boarding passes, and as Cindy walked up the steps into the plane, she paused and turned to make sure her son was behind her. He was, and he was gazing directly at her ass. A slow flush crept over her cheeks, and she stumbled slightly as she entered the plane. Taking the window seat, she smoothed her skirt over her knees, tucking it carefully under her legs as her son sat down next to her.
In the air, Cindy dozed fitfully. Half awake, half sleeping, her mind was cluttered with erotic fantasies, all of them involving her son. She moaned once, feeling as if she was very near orgasm. She shivered as she dreamed her son was sliding hand along her thigh, pushing it under her skirt. It was very real, and a soft whimper bubbled from her throat. She wanted to swing her legs open, spread them wide, and feel his hand curl about her cunt.
But she wasn't dreaming.
Benny was pushing his hand under her skirt.
She froze, terrified. She couldn't breathe, couldn't move.
His hand moved slowly, very slowly. Her flesh tingled, and she felt her tits surge with hardness. His fingers were very close to her panties, and Cindy didn't know what to do. She was afraid she would embarrass herself by groaning loudly, or cause a scene by thrusting his hand away.
When Benny's fingers touched the lace of her panties, Cindy did the first thing that came to mind. She pulled the small blanket provided them over her lap, concealing what her son was doing to her from the other passengers. She heard her son give a gasp of appreciation and realized what she had done was give him permission to feel her up. At least that was the way he would take it.
Trembling, trying hard to pretend she had no idea what he was doing, she found her efforts only caused her breathing to become harsher, more pronounced. When her son pulled at her leg, she found herself weak, unable to hold her legs together. Benny rested his head on her shoulder, the small blanket covering both of them to their necks. To anyone glancing their way, they appeared to be sleeping, fitfully, but sleeping.
Cindy panted softly, swallowing a squeal when her son's finger ran down the crotch of her thin panties, pushing them lightly, feeling the moist slit of her cunt. Her clit reacted by bulging out with tingling hardness, and the cheeks of her ass bunched. Her left hand was between them, and she felt his thigh trembling. Her breath caught as her son very carefully worked his hand up to the waist of her panties, then slid inside them. She felt his fingers brush through the soft hairs of her pussy. Then they were on her cunt. Cindy was about to scream, but not because of shock. She was about to come, her cunt vibrating so wetly that it was almost painful.
Benny's finger moved into his mother's cunt. "Oh!" Cindy moaned before she could stop it.
Her son became still, half his finger in her cunt, waiting for her to become still. When she was, he slowly eased his finger deeper, and Cindy was struggling hard to prevent an explosive orgasm. But her son began easing his finger in and out, slowly but firmly, and she was unable to stop the writhing of her hips. He pulled his finger up to her swollen clit and gently agitated it, and her writhing grew faster, her breath now coming in hot panting sounds.
She then felt him pulling her hand from between their legs, and she found herself so weak, she couldn't stop him. He placed her hand on the front of his pants, and Cindy felt her son's cock, hard and hot and pulsating into her palm. He kept his hand on the back of hers, and was once more rubbing lightly at her clit. For the first time, Cindy realized her son had some experience with girls. Most boys his age had no idea a woman had a clit, much less what to do with it. But her son was rubbing it with feathery lightness, then pressing firmly, squeezing it, sliding a finger into the tight heat of her cunt. Cindy was pressing her palm onto his cock before she could stop herself, and in that way told her son she was no longer sleeping.
"Oooooh, Mom," he whispered.
"Don't..." she whispered back, her own voice husky and trembling. "Please, don't ... please..."
But Cindy was spreading her knees under the concealment of the thin blanket, pushing hard on her son's throbbing cock. Her hips moved, a little grinding motion, a hot whimper bubbling from her throat. She scooted her ass forward on the narrow seat, her knees wide. She didn't struggle when her son pulled down the zipper of his fly and pushed her hand into his pants. She gave a soft cry when the heat of his hard cock was placed in her hand, and then her son lifted his cock out, closing her fingers tightly about it. He held her fist around his cock with his own, not letting her turn loose.
"No, Benny, please..."
Benny was moving his mother's fist up and down his cock, making her jack him. He pushed his finger deep into her cunt, and rapidly stabbed in and out, the heel of his hand smashing her inflamed clit.
"Do it, Mom,' she heard him urge, his lips close to her ear. "Rub it for me, Mom!"
"No, Benny!" she gasped. "I can't ... please, stop!"
He held her wrist under the blanket, and Cindy curled her fingers tightly about his prick, feeling it slide hotly in her fist. When he released her wrist, she pumped her fist by herself, twisting her ass while he fingerfucked her cunt rapidly a number of times, then agitated her clit again. She began to sob, half in embarrassment, half in excitement. His cock was very hard, very hot, and she felt slippery wetness on the smooth head. She began to arch her crotch to her son's fingers, humping to his rhythm, and her fist beat faster. She knew the blanket was moving up and down but at the moment she didn't care. Her cunt was boiling, her clit aching. She was on the very edge of orgasm, the heat radiating up her stomach, along her inner thighs, making her tits swell.
"Benny ... no, Benny!" she hissed, but she jerked firmly on his cock, her fist moving up and down rapidly.
"Oh, Mom!" he moaned into her ear. "Ahhhh, Mom!"
He was darting one of his fingers deeply into her cunt, his thumb doing wonderful things to her knotted clit. She couldn't believe this was happening, not on the airplane, under a thin blanket, almost out in public, and with her son. But it was happening. She was jacking her son's cock and he was fingerfucking her cunt. She was letting it happen; she was encouraging him by pushing her cunt to his fingers, spreading her thighs.
Her cunt squeezed around his buried finger, and she pushed hard, groaning as the rippling heat grew and spread to her knees. There was no way she could stop her orgasm now. It was gathering force deep in her stomach, and her cunt was making nibbling movements on his darting finger. She felt his cock swell in size, and it was dripping so much that come juice ran off the swollen head and was coating her squeezing fingers. She knew her son was about to come, too. With a throaty squeal, Cindy pounded on his cock almost frantically, her hips jerking.
"Oooooh!" she whined, making every effort to hold her orgasm back.
Her cunt rippled, then she was coming. Her hips jerked, then the urge to push caused her to lurch her cunt hard onto his finger. Almost at the same time, she heard her son grunt, then her hand was drenched with scalding come juice as he gushed rapidly.
Her orgasm was strong, very drawn-out. She had never had an orgasm like that before. The force of it frightened her, but as her ass relaxed, she placed her free hand over the top of her son's, keeping his finger inside her cunt as she felt his cock wilt in her fist. Her hand was smeared with his hot juices, and when her son finally removed his finger from her pussy, she pulled her wet hand away, wiping it on the blanket. She kept her face turned to the small window, staring at the fleecy clouds beneath the silver wing. She felt her son stuffing his cock into his pants, then he was leaning against her, his arm resting over her trembling stomach.
A bit later, she felt him move, and glanced shyly at him.
Benny grinned at her, lifting the blanket and standing in the aisle. "I gotta use the bathroom, Mom," he said.
She noticed wet spots on his pants, but he seemed unaware and she said nothing. She adjusted the blanket about her thighs, acutely aware that her skirt was at her waist. She left it there, trying not to think of her reasons for it.
When her son returned, he sat down and began thumbing through a thin magazine the airline provided. Cindy trembled, because she was sure she could feel the heat of her son's body against her, although he was not touching her in any way now. Her panties were sticky, but there was no way she could remove them. She was afraid to chance leaving the seat, afraid her legs would be too weak to support her.
The stewardess came by with a small tray, and Benny purchased a soda, asking his mother if she wanted something. She shook her head, afraid if she turned, the pretty stewardess would see what she had done with her son, that it would be reflected on her face, in her eyes.
There was no way she could nap now.
The stewardess was coming back down the aisle, and Cindy waved to her and purchased a soda, allowing her son to pay for it. She gave him a shy smile as the stewardess moved on.
CHAPTER TWO
Benny was watching the stewardess.
She was a golden blonde, with a striking figure. The airline had seen fit to dress the stewardesses in short, black skirts and pure white blouses. The skirts were a few inches above the knee, and Cindy observed her son watching the girl. Not only was the skirt short, it was tight. Although she had no reason to be envious of the pretty girl's body, Cindy was. She felt a pang of jealousy to know that her son was looking at the girl, his eyes eating her up.
The man across the aisle called the stewardess, and motioned to the overhead rack. The stewardess, seeing a cane near the man, stretched her arms above to pull a briefcase down, but was not able to reach it.
She lifted one foot, placing it on the arm of the man's seat, and stood on it, her short skirt lifting high. Cindy and Benny watched, seeing the top of the girl's nylons. When her son leaned over, peering under the black skirt, she wanted to punch him in his ribs.
The girl stretched, leaning to get the briefcase, and the lacy edges of her panties flashed briefly. Then she stepped down from the arm of the seat, handing the man his case. When she turned, she found Benny's face almost in her crotch. Instead of being startled, she flashed a gleaming smile at him, and Cindy felt her jealousy flare when the girl twitched her compact ass quite deliberately, knowing what she and Benny had seen, proud of it.
Benny grinned at his mother. "She's something, huh, Mom?"
"I wouldn't have the least idea." Cindy sniffed, sipping her soda.
She noticed that the stewardess seemed to find excuses to be near where they sat, and without looking directly at them, the girl managed to expose her legs by sitting on the arm of a chair and chatting with a passenger, her legs crossed, but in such a way that Benny could see the tops of her nylons and the edge of her panties. Cindy was beginning to get angry at the stewardess, but she knew she would do nothing. She detested public scenes. She knew, too, that her son was getting excited, because his cock was showing hardness inside his pants as he looked boldly and hungrily at the stewardess.
Cindy watched with blazing eyes when the stewardess stopped to place a blanket over the man's lap opposite them. The stewardess, she saw, quite obviously leaned over more than necessary, her skirt riding very high. The white flesh of her curvy little ass showed as her panties pulled into the crack of her ass. At the same time, she pushed her ass almost into Benny's face, and gave it a little wiggle. Benny thrust his tongue out and made a licking motion, flashing a grin at his mother.
Cindy jerked at his upper arm, tossing the blanket over his lap because his cock was straining in hardness, bulging at his pants.
"Stop that, Benny!" she hissed in an angry whisper.
Benny giggled, pushing his hand under the blanket, but watching the stewardess twist her pretty ass down the aisle.
"That was terrible of you," Cindy whispered to her son. "What if she had turned around and caught you with your tongue out?"
"Hey, Mom, she did that on purpose," he protested.
"I know that, but you don't have to react like some little sex fiend."
Benny smiled, sliding his hand to his mother's bare thigh under the blanket. Cindy pushed it away. He put his hand back, almost at the top of her thigh. She pushed again, and he caught her wrist, placing her hand on his cock. Cindy's eyes half closed and she gasped, but before she jerked her hand away, she gave his cock a quick squeeze. Then, with a blush on her cheeks, she turned to the window, curling up, drawing her knees onto the narrow seat, her ass pushing against his hip.
Feeling her son turn toward her, pressing spoon-fashion against her body, she trembled. His cock was throbbing against her ass, and her cunt was reacting with quivering wetness. She wanted to turn, pull away, yet she remained in position. With a tiny pillow under her cheek, she stared at the blue sky and white clouds, trying to understand what was happening to her, with her son.
Her breath caught when she felt his hand move onto her stomach and start upward toward her tits. She caught his hand with her arm, trying to stop him, but it was no use. Benny pushed his hand up, and cupped his mother's tit, gently feeling it through her blouse and bra. Her nipple stiffened, and when her son began to tenderly squeeze and knead her tit, she moaned softly, burying her knuckles in her mouth, her eyes closed tightly.
When her son pulled her blouse from her skirt, moving his hand over her tit outside her bra, Cindy made sure the blanket was adjusted to hide what he was doing with her. Again, she knew she was giving her consent to his moving, feeling hand. He pushed her bra upward, and cupped the satiny tit, his fingers working the flesh, teasing her nipple.
Cindy could not prevent the little wiggle of her ass, feeling his cock burn through his pants, her panties. She held her breath when she felt him opening his fly again, moaning softly with desperate desire, desire that frightened her almost as much as what she was letting her son do to her.
She trembled when the head of his cock brushed her naked thigh, leaving a wet trail on it. She gasped as he rubbed his cock over her thigh, along the edge of her panties. She tried to tell herself that Benny wouldn't really try to stick his cock into her cunt, not on the plane, anyway. Surely her son would not go that far. But even as she thought of that, her ass was twisting, urging him, bunching as he pulled the head of his cock along the nylon panties, over her ass, rubbing it from cheek to cheek.
She felt his juices soaking through her panties, hot on her flesh. Her cunt was vibrating again, a fire so deep inside that she wondered if it would ever be put out. She made a feeble effort to pull away from him when he began to ease her panties aside. But like her other efforts, it was useless. She felt her son's hand caress her ass as he pulled her panties away from the flesh, then slip between her thighs from behind. He rubbed her cunt, and Cindy whimpered softly, writhing wantonly with a blush on her face.
"Nice, Mom," she heard him whisper against her back. "So soft and smooth. It's very nice."
He felt her ass, the backs of her thighs, along the satiny flesh to her knees, then back up again. This time when he pushed his hand between her thighs from behind, Cindy lifted her leg to give him room. His hand was inside her panties, feeling her swollen cunt, teasing the soft hairs, touching her tingling clit, then probing into the tight wetness of her pussy. "Benny..."
"Be still, Mom," he whispered.
"Please, don't, Benny." Cindy could hardly speak. "You mustn't ... don't put it in me ... not here ... no, Benny..."
Cindy stopped breathing.
She felt the smooth head of her son's cock brushing the slit of her cunt, then he was easing it into her. She pressed her knuckles into her mouth to hold back the moan as her cunt stretched. She felt the head slide into her pussy, and Benny paused, sliding his hand back to her tit. He squeezed it as he slowly pushed his cock deeper into his mother's cunt.
"Benny..." she moaned, pushing her ass toward him, unable to stop herself. "Ohhhh, Benny!"
She had wondered if his cock was long and thick, or short and stubby. She had found out when she jacked him off. It was long, not very thick, and seemed to fit into her cunt perfectly, naturally, as if it belonged there.
She felt his prick throb deep inside her cunt, and her pussy closed tightly around the base, holding his prick.
"So hot, Mom!" Benny grunted against her shoulder blades. "It's so hot and wet and soft and tight, Mom!"
"Please, Benny..."
"Hold still, Mom," he whispered. "Let's try not to be obvious."
"Oh, God, Benny!"
The stewardess was coming down the aisle, and Benny held still, clutching his mother's tit with his cock jerking inside her cunt. He pretended to be asleep, curled around his mother. He sensed the stewardess pausing and looking at them, but then heard her move on.
"I think she knows, Mom," he whispered and began to move his cock in and out of his mother's cunt, fucking her with slow, deliberate thrusts.
"God, I hope not!" Cindy hissed, her ass moving with him, her face on fire with embarrassment, yet unable to prevent what was happening.
"You like it, Mom," he said, pushing in and out. "It feels good, huh? You like it, don't you?"
"Benny ... this is ... ohhh, God, baby!"
Cindy's hand moved under the blanket, sliding past her naked hip to his, her fingers digging into his pants, pulling him forward, urging him to ram his cock up her cunt. She gasped and panted, about to lose control. She jerked at his pants, shoving her ass at him as he plunged his cock into her cunt. She heard the faint squishy sounds of his cock fucking her, and hoped desperately that no one else could. Her mind was soaring with what she was letting her son do to her. His cock sliding in and out of her cunt sent scalding shivers racing over her flesh. The friction was intense, exciting. She was sure she could feel each groove and pulsing ridge of her son's cock rubbing the sensitive tissues of her cunt. He seemed to go into her so deep, so very deep.
Under the concealment of the thin blanket, she placed her hand on top of his, pushing it firmly at her tit, flattening it, her stiff nipple boring into his palm. She worked her fingers on her son's hand, making him squeeze her tit, her ass writhing to the rhythm of his thrusts. The feel of his jeans against her pantied ass and thighs was rough. Her cunt was fiery wet, making her inner thighs very slippery. She had the urge to fling her top leg wide, high in the air, and spread her crotch wide open for her son, get his cock deep as she could into her sensitive cunt. She wanted to feel his balls brushing her flesh as he drove his-cock in and out of her pussy, feel the heat of them, their hardness. Squirming her ass, she pushed against her son when he lunged into her cunt and moaned softly, trying to swallow her ecstatic sounds.
She was crazy, her mind screamed silently. Crazy to let Benny fuck her, crazy to let him fuck her on this airplane. But Cindy had no control of herself. Her cunt was leading her, forcing her to twist in rapture while her son clutched her tit beneath her blouse, ramming his cock into her cunt with faster, shorter stabs. Her mind was spinning erotically, and she knew there was nothing she could do now, nothing to make him stop, nothing to prevent him from coming in her cunt.
She felt intense ecstasy, and her pussy was nibbling at the hard prick, her clit bulging with aching sweetness. The rippling sensation between her thighs was getting unbearable, making her tremble weakly. She was about to come, the heat radiating from her cunt, spreading down her legs, up her stomach. She clenched her teeth, her eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Pressing her ass back, she dug into his pants with her fingers, pulling her son hard against her. His cock was deep, each throb sending a thrilling wave of heat deep into her body.
"Benny..." she hissed. "Oh, God, Benny!"
A low, tight gurgle came from her throat. Her cunt quivered, then exploded. Cindy almost screamed.
The pulsing contractions of her cunt grabbed at the base of her son's cock, gripping and pulling. Her clit knotted with intense hardness, boiling vibrations sending blissful tremors shooting from her head to her toes. Her fingers turned his pants loose, and she palmed his ass, pulling him as hard as she could against her flexing ass. She felt his cock jerking inside her cunt, and for a moment she almost pushed him away.
"Oh, Mom!" her son grunted, a little too loudly.
A gasp came from her as she felt the scalding spurts of his come juice splashing into her pussy. He came in rapid gushes, spewing copiously into her, filling her cunt. A final tremor passed through her body, and then she began to feel a wonderful warmth spread through her as she slowly relaxed. Her cunt kept holding his cock tightly, and she whimpered throatily when she felt his prick deflating inside her. His fingers loosened on her tit, but he held it cupped lightly. His breath was hot and harsh against her back.
She mewled softly when Benny pulled his cock out of her cunt. She felt his hand pull from her tit, and then he was adjusting her panties, pulling the crotch over her cunt. She lay for a while longer, feeling him sit up, but was grateful that he made sure the blanket covered her. She didn't want to move, to look at her son. She was sure he could see the depths of her passion in her eyes if she did.
She felt his palm resting on her bare thigh. She placed her hand on top of his, staying in place, watching the clouds float underneath the silver wing of the plane. She caressed his hand and arm gently, rubbing her palm up and down. Her cunt still felt swollen, with delicious quivers still there. She wanted to put her hand in his lap, feel his cock and balls, but her shyness prevented that.
Benny stroked his mother's thigh, caressing it from her knee to her panties, and she assisted him with her hand on top of his. A low sigh bubbled from her, and she pulled his hand to the front of her panties, pushing his fingers between her thighs, making him cup her cunt.
"Nice, Mom," she heard him whisper softly, pressing his palm into her moist panties. "Nice and warm."
She didn't answer him, but held his hand wrapped about her cunt.
She wondered if he was watching the pretty stewardess again, and if the forward girl was exposing her loveliness blatantly to Benny. She had seen the interest in the pretty woman's face, and it had startled her to realize a woman in her twenties would be interested sexually in a boy Benny's age. To her way of thinking, it was young girls that went for older men. To know that another woman was interested in her son excited her, gave her the knowledge that there was nothing wrong because she had been sexually attracted to Benny, despite his being her son.
She finally sat up, pushing her son's hand off her thigh, smoothing her skirt down to her knees. She folded the blanket and placed it between them, sitting demurely and looking about the cabin of the airplane. Nothing was out of place, no one was paying any attention to them. With relief, she knew they had gotten away with it.
However, the pretty stewardess kept glancing at them, mostly at Benny, and Cindy recognized the hunger in the woman's eyes.
A feeling of possessiveness came over her, and she took her son's hand in hers, winding her fingers through his, holding his hand.
When the stewardess served lunch, she lingered near them longer than was necessary, and with a mild shock. Cindy noticed the front of her son's pants was spotted with wetness. There could be no way those spots could be mistaken for anything other than what they were. She found the stewardess looking directly into her eyes, a knowing smile on her pretty face. Cindy blushed when the woman gave her a slow, lewd wink, then pushed her serving cart down the aisle, her compact ass twitching suggestively.
"Slut," she whispered under her breath.
"What did you say, Mom?"
"Nothing, honey," she replied, squeezing his hand, and then she began to pick at the cardboard-tasting meal.
CHAPTER THREE
The plane landed with a screech, and after it stopped, Benny stood in the aisle and watched his mother pull her small traveling bag from the overhead rack, disappointed that her skirt did not lift as high as the stewardess' had.
They got their bags and caught a taxi, and were home within half an hour.
Home was a two-bedroom apartment in a small complex. Cindy asked her son to go around opening windows while she bathed, and then put their clothing away.
Cindy wondered if she could let her passion out, if it would make her feel ashamed, if her son would accept it, and not be ashamed of her. She considered going to him naked, letting him see what she had, but that would be too blatant, at least right now. She pulled on the sexiest gown she had, which was hardly sexy at all. It was cotton, hanging halfway down her slender thighs, but clinging to her thrusting tits and rounded ass, with long slits up each side to her hips. On the front of it, just beneath her pushed out tits, was a cuddly picture of a bear, with its rear pushing out cutely.
After a moment's thought, she remained naked under it.
Benny's eyes opened when he saw her come back into the living room. Cindy, with her face on fire, flushing with shyness, forced herself to gaze steadily at him.
"Mom..."
"Hush," she whispered. "Don't say anything, Benny."
She stood in the doorway, one knee pushed out. Her eyes moved over the front of his pants. She was shaking, forcing herself on.
"Mom, do you want..."
"Shut up!" she hissed. "Just shut the fuck up!"
Her hand flew to her mouth when she realized what she had said, and her face burned.
Benny laughed. "You're blushing, Mom."
"That popped out," she said shyly. "I didn't mean it."
Benny's eyes roamed over her body. He had never seen her other than fully dressed, and he was drinking her in. The cotton nightie clung to her body, outlining her curves. Cindy felt her tits swelling, her nipples going stiff, and her cunt responding to his hungry gaze. Her clit began to pulsate, and her blush went deeper as she felt her juices seeping along her inner thighs.
She didn't know what to do now.
"Benny..." she said in a shaking voice.
He looked into her eyes and saw her nervousness. He stood up, and her eyes fixed upon the bulge of his cock. Her palms itched.
"Benny, what do I do now?" she asked in a low voice. "I don't know, honey. This was the best I could think of, but now I don't know what to do."
"You put it on for me, Mom?"
She nodded, eyes down shyly. "I've never done anything like this. I should feel shameless, but I can't. I just don't know what to do now, honey."
Benny showed his delight with a broad grin. He ran his hand over his jutting cock, and Cindy swallowed with a soft, gulping sound as she watched him. She wanted to tell him to take his cock out, but her throat was closed tightly.
Benny came to her, and when he lifted his hands, placing them on her straining tits, Cindy felt as if she were melting. Her knees weakened, threatening to buckle. She placed her hands on his shoulders, more for support than anything, eyes closing as her son manipulated her tits.
"They're so nice and firm, Mom," he moaned softly, squeezing her tits tenderly. "You have pretty tits."
Cindy whimpered.
His hands moved down her sides, over her hips, her thighs, then around to fondle her shapely ass. The melting sensation became stronger, and she locked her knees as tightly as she could, standing stiff-legged as her son caressed and fondled her trembling ass through the cotton gown.
Cindy began to breathe fast as her son squeezed her ass, pulling her tightly against his chest. Her tits pressed hard on his upper chest, and with a small whimper, she cupped his face, tilting it upward. They stared into each other's eyes for a long time. Benny kept massaging her ass, pulling her against his hard-on.
A soft cry came from Cindy as she pressed her lips onto her son's, writhing them as she kissed him hard. As the tip of his tongue brushed her lips, she strained against his cock, feeling it throb on her upper thigh. Pulling his tongue into her mouth, sucking it, she rushed her hands down his hips and clutched his ass, her fingers digging as her hips twisted, rubbing on his throbbing cock. Her cunt seeped, slippery juices running down her inner thighs.
"Benny..." she moaned into his mouth. "Ohhhh, Benny!"
Benny eased her gown upward, his hands hot on her flesh. Cindy drew back, her eyes burning into his, letting him bring her gown to her neck. Benny gazed at what he had revealed, his eyes wide and scalding hot. His mother's tits stood out with firmness, dark pink nipples tilted with stiffness, throbbing with need. They quivered slightly as Cindy stood and let him look. Lowering his eyes to her flat, creamy stomach, he gasped in pleasure when he gazed at the lush triangle of her pussy hair, her long, satiny smooth thighs. His cock pushed painfully at his pants.
"Mom, you're so beautiful," he whispered, awed by her beauty.
"Baby ... honey," Cindy moaned, and her hand darted down, closing against his cock, squeezing it. "Oh, God, Benny!"
She lifted her arms when he pulled her gown off. She tingled with excitement, her clit straining from the swollen lips of her cunt. As her son closed his lips about one of her swollen tits, her hands worked feverishly at his pants, tugging them open. The hot suction of Benny's lips on her nipple sent a wonderful burning feeling through her body, and when he sucked hard on her nipple, his hands once more squeezing her ass, she pulled his cock out, gripping it so hard it brought a moan from him.
"Ohhhh, Benny!" she gasped, and began to jerk on his cock, pumping it swiftly, smearing the dripping piss-hole over her upper thighs, running the smooth head through the soft hair of her cunt. She rubbed the head of her son's cock against her vibrating clit and cried out as a small explosion shook her.
"Ohhhhh! You made me ... I ... oh, God, Benny!"
Her cunt spasmed with orgasm as she smashed her clit with the seeping tip of his cock. The tingle rumbled through her with strength and her legs shook. She leaned back against the door frame, her shoulders braced as htr hips writhed. Benny, sucking very hard on her nipple, glanced up at his mother's face and saw the grimace of ecstasy. He drew one hand between them, feeling her pussy, rubbing it and working a finger into the boiling slit. He thrust his finger in and out, his other hand still clutching a naked ass-cheek. Cindy sobbed softly, spreading her feet, pulling his cock between her thighs.
Benny spread his mother's pussy open with his fingers, and Cindy began to hiss softly as she fit the rounded head of his cock to her cunt.
"Push," she moaned.
Benny pushed his cock forward.
Cindy's cunt stretched open as he worked the swollen head of his cock into the wet, fiery slit. Her eyes rounded and her lips formed an oval of delight. She parted her legs more, one hand gripping his cock at the base, the other on his ass. She pulled him forward, her breath sucking into her lungs as she felt his cock penetrate deeper into her cunt. Benny moved with her, capturing her hand between them.
Both stood in shaking awe, Benny's mouth filled with her creamy tit as he looked up into her flushed face. Cindy bent her knees slightly, spreading them wide. Her cunt flexed about the base of his cock, and her clit smashed on the shaft. She squealed when she felt his cock jerking in her pussy. They were breathing hard, both stiff but shaking.
"Mom," Benny groaned as he pulled his mouth from her stretched nipple. "Mom, you're so hot in there! So hot and wet and tight!"
"Do it," she cried softly. "Benny, do it to me! Ohhhh, God, please do it to mother!"
Her hips shook as he pulled back, then plunged in.
"Ohhhh, yes!" Cindy panted. "Oh, yes, Benny!"
She humped with him, thrusting her hips onto his cock as he stabbed forward, the friction making her mind spin with sweet ecstasy. Moist sounds drifted up from her parted thighs, along with the heady scent of a cunt on fire. She began to grind her ass, movements that had been alien to her until now. Squeals and hot gasps came from her, and her eyes slitted with smoldering desire. Her tits swayed and jiggled from her son's strong, upward plunges into her cunt.
Clasping his ass tightly, she writhed and rotated her hips, her clit sliding on the intensely hard shaft of his cock. Her cunt felt full, stretched deliciously.
"Shake it, Mom!" Benny groaned.
"Oh, darling!"
"Shake your ass, Mom!"
"Benny ... oh, God, yes, baby!"
Fleshy sounds came from them as her son banged faster and faster into her cunt. Benny leaned back, looking down at his mother's hairy cunt thrusting back and forth, riding his cock. The scattered hairs at the base of his cock were matted with her wetness, and a small froth of pussy juice was building up on the base of his cock, on his balls. He clutched one of his mother's swollen tits, squeezing it hard as his other hand grabbed one cheek of her bunching naked ass.
Cindy cried out with a soft, wild sound, and lifted her right leg, wrapping it around him, her hips churning in short, swift circles, grinding on his cock. She was balanced on her left leg, and it was shaking weakly, with her shoulders rubbing on the frame of the door. She was just tall enough, and he short enough, to fuck in this awkward position.
Cindy felt wanton, very lewd. She had never been fucked standing up, only on her back in a bed, legs open. Taking her son's cock standing this way, in the living room, sent a fiery passion through her, her senses spinning as her naked flesh rippled and tingled.
"You're so hard!" she gasped. "Benny, you're so hard in mother!"
Benny panted as he pounded his cock in and out. "Twist your ass, Mom! Shake your pretty ass!"
"Benny ... oh, yes, baby! I will! I will!"
She tossed her naked hips about wildly, dropping her right foot back to the floor to brace herself, and started thrusting her ass back and forth, fucking her cunt onto his cock with frantic speed. She clung to his ass, her fingers digging into the cheeks through his pants.
Cindy began to make choking sounds, and her eyes started to roll. A flush crept over her naked tits, swirling up her neck and making her cheeks turn pink.
"Benny!" she screamed.
Her cunt closed tightly around his cock, then she came. The rumbling spasms swept through her crotch like liquid fire, making her quiver from knees to tits. The waves of steaming orgasm shook her emotionally and physically, and she kept making choking sounds as she came with shattering pulsations. The hot squeezing of her cunt oh his cock sent Benny into convulsions, his balls very hard. His cock jerked and began to squirt, sending rapid streams of creamy come juice into his mother's contracting cunt. They strained at each other, clutching asses, groaning as the convulsions created tremors inside their bodies.
Cindy wasn't sure when it finished. She was leaning against the frame of the door, her legs shaking with weakness, her hands holding his hips. Benny, breathing hard, was trembling as much as she was, his cock slipping from her cunt, dangling in softness. He sank to the floor slowly, his eyes sleepy. He looked up between his mother's parted thighs, watching in fascination as the drenched slit of her cunt pulsated gently.
Cindy stood for a moment, legs wide, looking down at him. Then she, too, slowly slipped to the floor. She wrapped her long legs around his hips, and grabbed the back of his head, smashing her lips wetly against his, kissing him in a frenzy, her tongue darting in and out of his mouth. She cooed when he sucked on her tongue, and as his tongue entered her mouth, she sucked it tenderly, licking it, tasting him. She purred when he fondled her tits again.
Holding his face in her hands, she stared at him for a long moment.
"What have we done?" she whispered.
"Got fucked." He grinned.
"But I'm your mother," she whispered softly. "It shouldn't have happened."
"But it did, Mom," he answered, still grinning. "You're hot, did you know that? You're a real hot piece of ass, Mom."
"Am I?" she whispered. "Am I, really?"
He nodded.
"How would you know?" she asked, not sure she wanted the answer.
"I know a hot piece of ass when I see one."
"Just how many girls have you ... done this to?"
He flushed, showing the first signs of embarrassment.
"Only one," he replied, as if ashamed it weren't more.
"Who?" Cindy asked before she could stop herself.
"You don't want to know, Mom," he said. But she did. She searched his eyes, but saw nothing. Glancing down into her lap, she saw the head of his cock barely touching the soft curls of her cunt. She made a slight adjustment with her hips, and breathed in as the tip of his cock touched the wet slit of her cunt. She wrapped her long legs tighter about him, squeezing him with them.
"Darling, please tell me who it was?" she whispered.
"I don't think that's a good idea, Mom," he replied.
"But I want to know," she insisted. "Do I know her? Is it a girl in our neighborhood ... a girl when you were with your father?"
Benny didn't want to tell her, but she was insistent.
He said very softly. "Joyce."
"Joyce?" Cindy repeated, frowning slightly as she tried to put the name to a girl's face. "Do I know a girl named Joyce?"
He nodded.
Cindy's mouth formed an oval as she suddenly realized who Joyce was.
"Your stepmother?" she asked, unbelievingly. "Your father's new wife?"
Benny nodded, his face flushed.
"My God," Cindy gasped. "You did this to your stepmother, too?"
Again Benny nodded.
"But ... but..." Cindy felt flabbergasted. And instantly felt a flare of jealousy race through her. "That bitch! That goddamn rotten fucking bitch!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Cindy, in her anger, paced the living room, forgetting for the moment that she was naked.
Benny, still sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, his cock drooping from the open fly of his pants, watched her apprehensively. He didn't like the way she kept glancing at the telephone. He was afraid she would call his father and tell him.
He was afraid of his father, afraid of what he might do. Benny had seen his intense jealousy over his wife. What his father didn't know about his wife was that she had an insatiable appetite for fucking. She had been careful, though, not to be caught by him.
Stopping in mid-pace, Cindy suddenly blushed.
"What did I say?" she asked.
"You didn't say anything," he replied.
"Yes, I did. I called her a nasty name."
"Oh, that." Benny grinned nervously. "You called her a rotten fucking bitch."
"I said that?"
"Yes, Mom."
"I used that word?"
"Bitch? You sure did."
"No, the other one."
"Fucking?"
She nodded in a jerky way. "That word ... I said it?"
"You almost screamed it, Mom."
She blushed. "I don't use such language."
Benny giggled. "You did then."
She realized she was still naked.
"Oh," she gasped softly, spreading her fingers over her cunt and her arm across her straining tits. "Don't look at me, Benny!"
He grinned broadly. "Mom, I've been looking at you for the past fifteen minutes. You sure have a sweet ass, and nice tits and a real pretty-cunt with soft hair."
"Benny, don't say that," she said, feeling a warmth flow through her. "I'm not that ... you know, that kind of woman."
"Wanna bet, Mom?" He grinned lewdly, lifting his cock and shaking it at her. Cindy's eyes blazed as she watched him, still trying to conceal her body. A hot, liquid tingle flowed through her. She knew she was that kind of woman.
"I've got to tell your father," she said in a whispery voice.
"Mom, if you do that, it's gonna cause trouble."
"But he has to know," she replied.
"That's Dad's problem, Mom, not yours."
She picked up her discarded gown, turning her back to him and slipping it over her head. Benny gazed in delight at his mother's shapely ass before the gown covered it. Facing her son again, Cindy knew he was right. It was none of her business, and she had no desire to cause trouble for her ex-husband. If he had married a slut, that was his business.
She moved toward Benny, bending her knees to squat before him, her legs together. She stared him in the eye.
"Tell me about it."
"You really wanna know?"
She nodded.
Benny placed his hands on his mother's knees, and for a moment Cindy trembled, wanting him to spread them, but holding them tight as she could. He ran his palms up her thighs, to the edge of her gown, then down again.
"Tell me," she insisted. "I have to know, Benny."
"Promise you won't tell Dad?"
She didn't reply immediately, then finally agreed with him.
"Okay, but you promised, Mom," he said, caressing her thighs. "I caught her with the paper boy."
"A paper boy?"
Benny nodded. "I came in from school, and she was on top of him, both naked. She was fucking his brains out, Mom! I mean she was really fucking him. She had him on the floor, on his back, and was sitting on him, bouncing her ass like a wild woman. Her tits were bouncing and she was making all these funny sounds and it looked like she was trying to pull her tits so off, and the guy was having the time of his life."
"In the living room?"
"Right there on the floor."
"She knew you were watching?"
"Not at first. I don't think they would have known if a crowd had gathered. She was ramming up and down on his cock, and I could see her cunt holding it, and she was so wet, the poor guy looked like he was gonna drown. I could hear the sounds of her cunt fucking him, and her ass twisted round and round. I got a hard-on that almost killed me. I wanted to jack off and come on her back and ass, Mom."
Cindy was breathing hard, her eyes gleaming. "But you didn't?"
"No, because they were almost finished." Benny pushed his mother's knees open, and Cindy didn't resist. Her cunt was bubbling between her thighs, reacting to what her son was saying. Spreading his mother's knees, Benny gazed into her cunt. "She rammed down on him and started shaking and screaming, and I knew they were coming. The boy lifted up against her, and he grunted when he came."
"Did she see you then?"
Cindy whimpered as her son cupped her cunt, rubbing it. She writhed her ass, pressing her steamy cunt into his hand.
Benny nodded, a little laugh coming out. "The guy jerked his pants on and ran out still carrying his shirt. Joyce acted frightened for a minute, but she saw my cock pushing out, and she started making those funny little noises, and grabbed me."
"She grabbed you?"
"My cock, Mom," he said. "She grabbed my cock and took it out, and almost scared the piss out of me when she swallowed it."
"In her mouth? She took it in her mouth?" Cindy asked, fascinated.
"She sucked me off, Mom," Benny said, feeling his mother's cunt gently, one hand caressing her squatting, spreading ass. "She sucked me off good, too. It didn't take long, and I started to come. That was when she really started sucking like crazy. I tried to pull my cock out, but she held me so tight, there was nothing I could do."
"You came in her mouth?"
Benny nodded. "She loved it, Mom. She told me later that when she tasted my come juice squirting in her mouth, she came real hard, too."
Something was happening to Cindy. She was shaking, a heat searing through her body. She licked her lips, a soft whimper coming from her as her son pushed two lingers into her cunt. She twisted her ass for him, making soft gasping sounds.
"But you did do it to her?" she whispered. "You did fu ... fu..." Her face burned. She forced it out. "You did fuck her?"
"I sure did!" he said with enthusiasm. "Or she fucked me, one or the other. Not right then, but later before Dad came home from work. She took me into their bedroom, and undressed and let me look at her, touch her any place I wanted to feel, and she did it to me. Then she got on her hands and knees and told me to fuck her like a dog."
"And you did," Cindy said, seeing his glistening cock lift with hardness as he gave her the details. "You fucked your stepmother like a dog."
"She said it was doggy style." Benny laughed. "I could watch her ass shake and hump, and see my cock go in and out of her cunt. She was wet and hot and made all kinds of weird noises, like it was killing her, but in a way that she wanted it."
Benny pushed her gown to her waist, gazing into her crotch. The thick hair was silky, parted to expose the pink slit of her cunt. The tip of her clit peeked out, knotted in desire. Cindy squirmed her ass onto his two penetrating fingers, and grabbed his cock and jacked it.
"Did you come in her?" she moaned. "Did you shoot a real big one into her ... her ... pussy?"
"I filled her cunt up, Mom."
Juice was dripping from his piss-hole, and she ran her thumb over it, smearing juice over the smooth head until it glistened wetly. She squeezed his cock, making the head bulge, his piss-hole flare.
"Was she good?" Cindy asked in a breathless voice. "Was she better than me? When you fucked her?"
"She was hot, Mom. Yes, she was good, but better? I don't think so."
"And when she sucked you ... your ... cock, was she good?"
"I guess so. It was the first time I had a blow job, Mom. Her mouth was hot and wet and she seemed to love sucking me. I guess she was good at it."
"I wonder..." Cindy whispered, eyeing his cock. "Can I ... Benny, will you let me try it?"
"Suck my cock, Mom?" She nodded, blushing. "Let me try it, darling."
"You mean you never sucked a cock, Mom?"
"Benny, I haven't done much of anything like this," she confessed.
"That's hard to believe, Mom," he said. "You sure went a little wild when we fucked."
Cindy was trembling with intense excitement. Speaking like this with her son was exciting. Her cunt was fiery with wetness, her tits swollen. She gripped his cock very hard, her mouth watering with anticipation.
"It's you, Benny," she said softly, her voice quivering. "You're the one that makes me this way."
She pulled upward on his cock, bringing beads of juice to his piss-hole. He still had two fingers inside her cunt, and her pussy was squeezing them, something she didn't know it could do until now.
"I want to try it, honey," she moaned softly. "I want to taste you ... taste your cock."
Benny pulled his dripping fingers from his mother's cunt, leaning back against the wall, spreading his legs wide apart. Still squatting, Cindy opened his pants and, as her son lifted his ass, she pulled them, gasping as she saw his cock and balls. Placing her hands at each side of his hips, she leaned forward. His cock jutted straight up with throbbing hardness. Brushing her lips over the dripping head, she shivered slightly.
Benny, watching her, felt a thrill course through him, and a low moan boiled from his throat. Brushing her lips over the head of his cock once more, Cindy gazed up at his expectant face, and slowly wrapped her lips around his prick. The smoothness was a surprise, but the hot taste was more so. She moaned as a sudden vibration quivered through her cunt, and it was almost as though she were going to come. She held the head of his cock in her mouth, and moved her tongue in a slow, tentative way across the smooth head, tasting his juices. Her eyes became moist, glazing slightly.
Cindy's uplifted ass rocked from side to side in a swaying motion, and her lips moved down on her son's cock. A moan came from them both at the same time, and she felt a thrill flow through her when Benny lifted his ass, pushing his cock into her mouth. For a moment she almost choked when the head touched the back of her throat, but the hard heat searing her lips overcame the impulse. She felt the wiry, scattered hairs tickle her lips, amazed that she had the full length of his cock in her mouth, the first one ever.
Then, with her mind spinning in erotic ecstasy, Cindy began to suck her son's cock in a frenzy, gliding her wet lips up and down as fast as she could bob her head. She squealed with a throaty sound, her ass swaying, pussy juices running on the insides of her thighs. She twisted her mouth about his cock as she sucked, working it like a corkscrew, smashing her lips hard onto the base, not caring if she bruised them. Her tongue flew over the steamy hardness, licking at it hungrily. She pulled slippery juices from his piss-hole, gulping them down as her mouth filled. Her throat was fiery, her mouth watering. Her flesh tingled in a way new to her. She felt as if she were a mass of threatening orgasm. Every inch of her body rushed toward that explosion. Her lips raced, and purring, throaty sounds bubbled from her filled mouth. Her hair fanned and swirled about her son's thighs, and he stared down at her sucking his cock with half-closed eyes, his vision unfocused. He was shaking, pumping up and down in his mother's mouth, and Cindy encouraged him.
Her eyes fluttered as she tried to focus on his grimacing face. She didn't think about his coming, of his cock flooding her mouth. Her pussy was bubbling so hot, so wet, and her clit was straining in an aching hardness. She demanded that he come, using her lips and tongue in place of words. The wet sucking sounds increased, and Cindy whimpered softly, almost sobbing her urgency.
Benny fucked into her mouth wildly, his ass thumping on the floor, and Cindy held her head still, letting him use her mouth like her cunt. Her tongue lashed at his cock. Her mouth was full of his juices, but she couldn't swallow them when he was fucking so hard and fast at her lips. Her eyes closed, and boiling heat spread outward from her cunt, along her thighs.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, the sound strained.
"Mom! Ooohhh, now, Mom!"
The hot flood of thick, creamy juice gushed into her mouth.
Cindy's eyes flew open as her tongue was drenched with her son's come juice, and her pussy went into a sudden, very tight, convulsion. She began to hump her lifted ass, making fucking motions as she came. The second spurt of come juice flew from his piss-hole, and she began to swallow instinctively, the hot come juice burning down her throat. Her flesh shivered and rippled with the most delicious sensations she could have imagined.
Benny was thrashing, beating his fist up and down on the floor, gasping, his balls very tight.
Swallowing desperately, Cindy couldn't contain it all. It dripped from her lips, running through the sparse hair of his cock, but her throat gulped hungrily, swallowing what she could. It seemed to her that Benny came long and hard, more than he had in her cunt or when she jacked him off on the plane.
She found herself disappointed when the rapid spurts slowed. She sucked at the final dribbles. Her eyes were moist and gleaming when she looked up at his face, his cock softening inside her mouth. Benny was grinning at her broadly, his expression quite satisfied.
Feeling like giggling in pleasure at what she accomplished, she lapped at his cock with her tongue as it deflated. Lifting her wet mouth off him, she ran her tongue over her lips slowly. She remained poised on her hands and knees.
"I like it, darling," she said breathlessly.
The base of his cock was wet with the come juice that had seeped from her sucking mouth, and his balls glistened. She looked down at them, then back up at his face.
"I could love doing that for you," she murmured.
"Was it too much, Mom?"
"Too much?"
"When I came."
"Oh, no!" she purred. "It was beautiful. I was surprised, that's all. I didn't know what to do, if I should swallow it or not."
"Joyce does, and she said I come too much for her," Benny said.
Cindy grinned. "Then I'm better, huh? Because you don't come too much for me. Next time I'll swallow it all-I'll show you."
She leaned down, licking his cock and balls, lapping away the come juice on them. She flipped his balls with her tongue, laughing playfully, burying her face into his crotch, inhaling his wonderful scent. How she could have lived so long without trying this before, she didn't know. She kissed his cock and balls tenderly, lovingly, then with a low mewl, she rubbed her face into his crotch, feeling his prick and balls so wonderfully erotic on her skin.
She drew back, sitting on her feet, and with a faint flush on her creamy face, parted her knees, and her fingers played through the hair of her cunt, then opened the wet, pink lips wide.
"See how wet that made me," she said softly. "And I came, came so hard, Benny."
Benny gazed with delight at his mother's cunt, his eyes glowing.
"Want me to lick it, Mom?"
"Lick it? You want to lick mother's pu-" She sucked in a deep breath, her voice lowering. "My cunt?"
"Yeah, Mom." He giggled. "Your cunt. Want me to lick your cunt?"
"You did it with Joyce?"
Benny searched his mother's face before he answered. He nodded slowly.
Cindy suppressed the sudden flare of jealousy.
"Baby," she moaned. "I'm your mother. She's your stepmother. Whatever it was you did with her, you can do the same with me, and more."
"You don't like her, do you."
"I don't know her, but I don't like her doing these things with you. You belong to me, Benny, not her."
Cindy stood, unashamed in her nakedness now.
"Benny, let me bathe you," she said softly. "You and I, let's take a nice bath, and then..."
He stood with her, and like two happy children, they walked to the bathroom.
CHAPTER FIVE
Benny watched his mother moving about the bedroom, taking in all her luscious curves. His cock was rigid and throbbing, his balls full again.
Cindy, wearing only a pair of scanty panties, felt herself glow for him, enjoying the way his eyes gleamed. Her straining tits were swollen, the light-brown nipples tilted with hardness. The cheeks of her ass bunched rhythmically, rippling sweetly, causing Benny to make soft sounds of pleasure. The silky curls of her pussy hair were clearly visible inside her gauzy panties.
She felt comfortable undressed before her son, something that surprised her only a little. Her cunt tingled, and her clit throbbed. She had scrubbed him from head to foot, and then writhed with pleasure as he scrubbed her, playing with her tits, her ass, her thighs and cunt. His gentle fingers touching her body, the softness in the way he manipulated her clit, had brought her to an orgasm, such a beautiful, sweet orgasm so unlike the raging violence of the ones she had been having.
Watching Benny from the corner of her eyes, she leaned over, the taut cheeks of her ass spreading. The smooth split was visible under her panties. During the time Benny was washing her, she had begun to consider doing something with her son that was so outrageous, so out of her character, it had excited her. Leaning slightly, she twisted her ass gently and watched her son's cock jerk. She could see a glistening bead of juice on his piss-hole, and swallowed with anticipation. Leaning farther, she jutted her ass toward him, the satiny flesh of her lower ass showing as her panties pulled upward. Bracing her hands on her knees, opening her legs, she began swinging her ass from side to side, watching his reaction.
"Does this give you any ideas, baby?" she moaned.
"It gives me plenty of ideas, Mom," he replied, his voice low.
With one hand, Cindy pulled her panties tightly into the split of her ass, and bunched the cheeks suggestively, making soft sounds.
"You've got a big beautiful hard-on, honey. Mother has a nice hot place for it, too."
"Yeah, with soft hair around it, Mom." He laughed happily.
"I didn't know I had hair there," she murmured, sliding her panties to one side. "Do you see any hair, Benny?"
Benny stared at the crinkle of his mother's ass-hole. Just below, he could see the pink slit of her cunt. The hair stopped before it touched the pucker of her ass-hole.
"I see hair on your cunt. If you mean your ass, I don't see any there, Mom."
"I do mean my ass, honey," she whispered.
Benny gulped, his cock jerking. "Is that where you mean?"
"In my ass? Yes, honey."
"I didn't know you'd fuck there, Mom."
She grinned at him. "I didn't, either, but in the bath, I had this crazy idea..."
Benny giggled lewdly. "You want me to corn-hole you, Mom?"
"Cornhole me? What a silly expression!" She giggled. "But if you want to, as you say, corn-hole me, I'd be more than willing."
"That might be fun, sticking my cock up your ass."
Cindy trembled, her cunt dripping, her juices seeping along her inner thighs as she leaned over.
"Fuck me there," she panted softly. "Fuck mother in the ass, honey. I want to try it."
"Maybe my cock is too big."
"If it is, we'll grease it up good," Cindy said, standing upright and peeling her panties off. "Your father tried it once, but it didn't work for some reason. Maybe because I didn't want it then. But, Benny, I want you to try it. I want you to get your cock in my ass, fuck my ass-hole."
She came to the bed, leaning over it with her arms straight, feet parted. Benny stood behind her, his hands caressing the creamy flesh of her ass, gazing at the steamy split, the way her ass-hole puckered invitingly. He leaned over her, cupping her dangling tits, running the hard shaft of his cock along the juicy slit of her cunt. Cindy mewled as she felt it, her pussy throbbing. Her clit protruded like a tiny hard-on, vibrating deliciously. As he manipulated her tits and nipples, he rubbed his cock along her cunt, then pulled back to let it slide toward her ass-hole. The contact of his cock on the sensitive ring brought a gasp from her. He tried to work his cock into his mother's ass while holding her tits, but found it difficult.
Standing up behind her, he spread her ass-cheeks apart with his hands and placed the swollen head of his cock upon the fiery pucker and began slowly to apply pressure. Cindy gasped again, then held her breath. The pressure of her son's cock on her ass-hole was sensational. She tried to relax the ring, to help him penetrate her ass-hole. She pushed her ass back at him as he pressed forward. When her ass-hole stretched, she thought she would come. Closing her eyes, she held her breath as her son slowly eased the smooth head of his cock into her ass-hole.
"Oh, baby!" she gasped. "You've got it in me!"
"Only the head, Mom."
"I know, and it feels good. Push more in me, Benny!"
Benny eased his cock deeper, watching his mother's ass-hole swallow it, the grip tight, the heat almost unbearable. His balls crushed against her fiery cunt, cock buried completely. Cindy felt stuffed, yet her ass-hole flexed lovingly around her son's cock. She squeezed his cock at the base with her ass-hole, bringing a gurgle of pleasure from Benny.
"Do you like that?" she moaned.
"Oh, Mom! That feels great!"
"Mother's ass-hole can squeeze your cock off!"
Gripping her hips, staring at the stretching ring, Benny pulled back, making his mother whimper. He drew his cock half out, then pushed it in again.
"Ahhh, yes!" Cindy cried softly. "Oh, baby, that's wonderful! I can feel your cock in my ass ... feel it throb! Oooooh, Benny, fuck me in my ass! Fuck mother in the hot ass-hole!"
"For you, I'll talk nasty!" Cindy whined, writhing her ass. "For you, I'll talk real nasty! Fuck me! Fuck mother in the tight ass-hole! Fuck your big hard cock up mother's ass-hole!
Oooooh, my ass is on fire, darling! Your beautiful prick makes mother's ass want to burst into flames!"
Speeding up, Benny thrust into her, the friction of her gripping ass-hole searing his cock. Each thrust of his hips sent wonderful ripples along the flesh of her satiny ass, made her tits jiggle. Her arms trembled and became weak. With a happy purring sound, she lowered her head and shoulders to the bed, her feet spread, her curvy ass lifted to her son. She pushed a hand between her thighs, feeling his balls rub along her palm as his cock darted in and out of her burning ass-hole. When Benny pushed his cock deep, she rubbed his balls over her cunt.
"I'm making your balls wet," she moaned. "Can you feel mother's cunt on your full balls?"
"I can feel it, Mom!" he moaned. "I can feel your ass hold my cock, too."
"Will you come in mother's ass-hole."
"I'll come anywhere you want me to, Mom."
"In my ass!"
She began to jerk her ass, riding her son's cock. Squeals of delight boiled from her. Benny, holding her hips loosely so he wouldn't interfere with her increasingly wild movements, humped back and forth. Each thrust of his cock made his mother gasp as he drove the air from her lungs. She arched high, wanting his cock deeper, as deep as he could push it, all the way to her throat if possible. Her cunt was on fire. The feel of his cock in her ass-hole was making it vibrate. Her clit bulged almost painfully, but it was a very good pain. Removing her hand from between her thighs, she began to claw at the sheets above her head, making soft choking sounds as her stomach quivered. "Faster!"
Benny rammed hard, grunting.
"Oh, yes, faster and harder!"
Gripping her hips with tight fingers, Benny pounded, lunging his cock in and out swiftly, making slapping sounds against his mother's ass.
"Ahhhh, fuck it, baby! Oh, God, fuck that ass! Fuck mother up the ass ... up the tight ass-hole! Ohhh, my pussy ... my cunt! Darling, you're making mother's cunt so fucking wet and hot! You're going to make mother come!"
"Your ass is so fucking tight, Mom!"
"Fuck that tight ass!"
"You're squeezing my cock!"
"Give mother your hard cock!"
His balls slapped back and forth, his fingers digging into the firm flesh of her hips. His cock was being seared by the heat, the tight contractions of her ass-hole. Cindy cried out as the friction of her son's cock sent tingling waves of ecstasy through her. She could feel his cock throb, feel each ridge of the shaft, the swollen head, sliding in and out of her ass. The hairy lips of her cunt became puffy, and her clit strained as the slippery juices ran slowly along her inner thighs.
"Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh, my ass-hole ... my cunt! I'm going to come! My cunt is going to come and my ass-hole is going to come!"
"I'm ready, Mom!"
"Squirt it!" she screamed, her cunt spasming. "Ohhhh, God, feel mother come! Feel my cunt come! Feel my ass-hole grab your cock!"
The contractions squeezed at Benny's cock. With a hot hiss of air, he rammed deep and hard, his body stiff. The spurts of scalding juice gushed out of his cock, spattering the greedy walls of his mother's ass.
"Ohhhh, Benny!" she screamed again, feeling each spurt of his come juice entering her ass-hole. "Oooooh, come in mother's ass! Fill mother's hot ass-hole up with sweet, hot come juice!"
Her ass shook as her orgasm rumbled steamily through her, the ring of her ass-hole pulling on his prick. Her cunt flexed, sucking inward as the ripples of ecstasy flowed from head to toe. Her legs shook and became weak. Her orgasm way fading, leaving behind a sense of fulfillment. Slowly, she sprawled forward onto the bed. Benny moved with her, his cock softening inside the tightness of her ass-hole. He lay on top of her, arms around her and hands cupping her tits.
Cindy trembled, then calmed.
Benny recovered and lifted up, pulling his cock from his mother's ass-hole gently, then lay beside her on the bed. Cindy faced him, her eyes shining as she smiled at him.
"Was it good, honey?"
"Great, Mom!"
"You didn't fuck Joyce in the ass, did you?"
Benny gazed at her. "Is that why you let me do it, Mom?"
"Partly," she confessed. "But I wanted you to. I know I shouldn't be jealous that you fucked your stepmother, but I am. I guess I want you to love me more than her."
"I do love you, Mom," he said. "I like my stepmom, but I don't love her."
Cindy's face was soft. "I guess I don't care if you love her. You should, since she's your stepmother. But I don't like the idea of you fucking her. You belong to me, only me."
She turned onto her side and caressed his balls and fingered his cock. "This belongs to me, too. This cock is my cock, Benny. It belongs to me, belongs in me."
They wrapped their arms around each other, holding tightly, kissing and licking at each other. Cindy found herself wanting to hang onto her son's cock and balls forever. Gripping his cock in one hand, she stroked the cheeks of his young ass, dragging a fingertip along the crack, making her son shiver.
Without speaking, she sat up and rolled him onto his stomach, and began to fondle his ass, squeezing the cheeks, spreading them to look at the pucker of his ass-hole. She touched it lightly, giggling to see it pull inward. She brushed the cheeks of his ass with her moist lips. The tip of her tongue licked at the flesh, then down his thighs, and back to his ass again. Benny moaned and twisted as the hot wetness of his mother's tongue tasted him.
"Honey," she asked softly, "you wouldn't tease me if I kissed you here, would you? I mean, you wouldn't think I was too nasty, would you?"
"Be nasty, Mom," he urged, lifting his ass. "Let's both get as nasty as we can with each other."
"I'd love that, darling," she whispered, sliding the tip of her tongue along the inside of his ass, tasting the smooth flesh. "You make me want to be nasty, real nasty."
Cindy breathed in the scent of her son, her face close to his ass. Almost gingerly, she touched her tongue to his ass-hole.
"Oh, Mom!" Benny grunted, pushing his ass up.
"Mmmmm, not bad," she murmured, swirling her tongue in a hot, wet circle around his crinkled ass-hole. "Not bad at all. I want to lick your ass, Benny. Mother wants to lick and kiss your ass and suck your ass ... suck your hot ass-hole!"
With a quick intake of breath, Cindy pushed her face between the cheeks of her son's ass. She pressed her lips around his ass-hole, and began to lick wickedly at it, sucking at the same time. Her tongue twisted and lapped, making Benny's body jerk with sensation. He lifted higher, straining his ass into his mother's face.
Cindy sprawled on her stomach, head and shoulders between his parted legs, and buried her face between the cheeks of her son's ass. She rubbed her lips around, her tongue licking. Sliding one hand under him, she gripped his cock, stroking it, her chin brushing his young balls. Swirling her tongue around and around his ass-hole, she began to moan hotly, feeling her cunt throb with the thing she was doing to her son. The feel of his ass-hole on her tongue and lips excited her tremendously. She dragged her tongue up and down, from his balls, over the pucker of his ass-hole to his spine, then down again. She lapped wetly, gurgling softly, feeling his cock respond with hardness in her stroking fist.
"Mmmmmm, you're nice and hot here, darling," she gasped. "I love your ass, baby. I love the way it feels in my face, on my lips and tongue. Oh, you're getting so hard for me!"
Benny pushed his ass to her face. "Lick my ass, Mom! Ahhh, lap my ass-hole! Pump my cock and eat my ass, Mom!"
"Oh, I'll eat your ass, baby! Mother will suck your hot ass-hole good!"
Pressing her open mouth around her son's ass-hole, she flicked her tongue about the crinkle. His cock bulged in her hand. Moaning with pleasure, Cindy drew her knees up, spreading them, jutting her pretty ass into the air. She pushed her free hand to her cunt and began rubbing it as she pumped her son's cock, licking his ass-hole wetly.
"This is making mother's cunt hot," she mewled. "I wonder if I could ... I bet I can get my tongue in your ass. Want me to put my tongue up your ass-hole, Benny?"
She didn't wait for him to answer. Stiffening her tongue, she pushed, sliding it into the ring, then deeper. She made a soft sound of delight as she felt her son's ass-hole grab at her tongue. She rubbed faster at her swollen clit, pumped his cock with a tighter grip, and began to plunge her tongue in and out of his ass-hole. Her breath came in panting heat, fanning over his flesh.
"Ahhh, suck it, Mom!" Benny moaned. "Suck my ass! Your tongue goes way in my ass-hole, Mom! Are you gonna make me come by tonguing my ass-hole?"
Cindy slipped her tongue out, with her lips close to his ass-hole. "Yes, I want to make you come, honey! I want to jack your hard cock and play with my cunt and suck and lick and fuck your hot ass-hole!"
She rammed her tongue up her son's ass-hole again, and darting it in and out, began to rub furiously at her cunt, digging two fingers into it, pounding her other fist up and down on his cock beneath his uplifted ass. Pulling her mouth away from his ass-hole, she stretched his cock back, lapping the juices from his piss-hole, licking the shaft to his balls, sucking them into her mouth. Then she began to tongue-fuck him frantically in the ass once more. Her cunt was on fire again, her penetrating fingers making wonderful wet sounds as she fucked herself wildly.
"I'm gonna come, Mom!"
She moaned, ramming her tongue in and out as fast as she could, feeling his balls swelling against her chin. She squeezed his cock hard, thrusting four fingers into her cunt this time. The crowded space inside her pussy and her son's ass-hole gripping her tongue caused her to yelp against his ass. She felt the convulsions of her orgasm before her son came, and with her cunt contracting hotly, she sucked and licked at his ass-hole with a hunger that surprised her. His ass-hole was squeezing at her tongue, and she moaned into it as her orgasm rumbled wildly through her body. Her tits felt as if they were about to burst, her nipples straining.
"Mom, I gotta let go!" Benny yelled.
With a cry, Cindy yanked her tongue out of her son's ass-hole, still jamming four fingers into her cunt. She flipped over onto her back, shoving her head underneath him, opening her lips to catch the head of his cock between them, her tongue flicking hotly over his seeping piss-hole. With her other hand wrapped around his naked ass, she pulled him down, taking his cock into her throat, and by use of her hand, urged her son to fuck her face, fuck her in the mouth.
Benny, groaning, began to fuck his cock in and out of his mother's mouth, sliding it into her clutching lips. Cindy sucked hard, ramming four fingers in and out of her cunt, lifting her crotch, straining as orgasm after orgasm exploded through her.
"Mom!" Benny yelled, gushing hot juice into her mouth.
Cindy made wet sounds as she swallowed, her cunt contracting and clutching at her fingers. She gulped her son's come juice down greedily, her tongue lapping his piss-hole. The hot juice burned into her throat, sending shivers over her satiny flesh. The taste of his juices made her mind spin with wildness, and she thought she could devour him, from head to toe, and still be hungry for more.
The spewing of his juices slowed, then began to dribble into her mouth. She wiped at his piss-hole with her tongue, her throat tingling from swallowing the thick liquid from his balls. She felt her son relax, his inner thighs closing around her face, and slowly her cunt calmed, and she pulled her fingers out.
Benny rolled over from her, and Cindy, without thinking, began to lick at her pussy-juice-dripping hand, mewling softly, her eyes gleaming with affection for her son. She ran her tongue over her fingers, her knuckles, then her palm.
'It didn't bother you that my cock had been in your ass, Mom?" he asked her.
"Not a bit." She grinned at him. "I liked the taste. And you know what?" She lapped at her finger again. "I like the taste of my cunt, too."
"I'm gonna love the taste of your cunt, Mom." He grinned back at her.
"I don't want to suck any cock but yours," she said. "Not even your father's cock, but I wish now I had..."
"You can suck his cock, Mom," Benny said. "I'd like that. Joyce wouldn't have to know about it."
"No, baby, that's over. I wouldn't do it now, even if he wasn't married again, and especially since he is. I don't screw around with married men, ex-husband or not."
They held each other, whispering like lovers, which they certainly had become. The rumble in Benny's stomach caused Cindy to decide it was time to feed her son something besides pussy, and she swung her legs over the bed.
"Come to the kitchen with me. I'll fix us something to eat, and we can be naked. I can learn to love being naked with you."
CHAPTER SIX
Humming softly to herself, Cindy climbed out of the bath and walked nakedly into her room, selecting a pale-blue blouse and pulling it on. Her nipples protruded deliciously against the soft fabric. Stepping into a pair of tiny, lacy panties, she slipped on a sky-blue skirt, pleated at the hips. Next she stepped into a pair of white heels, and admired herself as she brushed her auburn hair, then applied a faint eye shadow and lipstick. She was finishing up when her son entered, dressed in brown corduroy pants and a tan shirt, with sneakers on his feet.
"Just about ready, honey." She flashed him a smile in the mirror. "Are you sure you like this?"
He grinned at her. "You bet, Mom."
"We'll have to be careful not to be seen."
"I know. But I don't care if we're seen. Do you?"
"Not really," Cindy replied. "But we have to be, well, discreet about it."
"You mean I can't wave my cock around?" he teased, pulling his prick out of his pants and waggling it.
Cindy's eyes burned as she watched him, her cunt twitching in the crotch of her panties.
"Beautiful," she moaned. "You have such a beautiful cock. I love to watch you do that. But only in the house. That isn't a worm to fish for pussy with, you know."
"I might catch some." He grinned.
"You'll catch this pussy," she said, turning and lifting her skirt for him. "Do you like my panties?"
"Pretty. Very pretty, Mom. I can see pussy hair through them." She caressed the head of his cock with her as palm, then said, "Put it away before I get hungry."
A bit later, they drove to the local bus station, parking the car, locking it. They entered the station, Cindy wrinkling her nose at the stale odor clinging to the huge passenger lounge. Not many people were waiting for a bus, and those she saw almost made her change her mind. There were a few college boys and girls, but mostly field laborers traveling from one job to the next. Most looked unwashed, and a bit unsavory to say the least.
They sat in the small cafe next to the lounge as they waited for the bus they had selected. The ride had only one purpose-to see if they would enjoy playing with each other as much as on the plane. The trip would last only an hour each way, long enough to do what they had in mind.
Boarding the bus, they moved to the rear, where they had three seats to themselves. It was getting dark by the time the bus left the terminal, and only then did Cindy realize that she had forgotten a small blanket to conceal what they would do with their hands. At first she was dismayed, ready to call it off, but when the lights dimmed, she found it might be more exciting this way.
She sat near the window, with her son at her side. No one was in the two rows of seats ahead of them, which afforded them some privacy. The cramped bathroom was next to them, which could be a problem, but Cindy wasn't concerned. They would just watch and be careful if anyone came to use it.
She sat with her skirt hiked high on her thighs, her hand resting in her son's crotch. She manipulated his cock from outside his pants, feeling it throb with hardness as the bus rocked and bounced gently with motion. Drawing his hand to her thigh, she pulled his fingers under her skirt. She mewled softly when her son felt her cunt through the thin panties, and spread her knees so he could hold her cunt with his palm.
Sliding her ass forward she lifted her knees and braced them on the back of the seat in front. She sighed with growing heat when her son wrapped one arm around her shoulders, sliding his hand into her blouse and holding a naked tit. She pursed her lips, kissing him as her fingers opened his pants, pulling his hard-on free. Gripping her son's cock, she pumped it, the hardness and heat of it making her palm tingle.
"Put your lingers inside my panties," she whispered.
Benny slipped his fingers into the moist crotch of his mother's panties, rubbing the swollen slit of her cunt, making Cindy writhe her ass with pleasure. Slipping a finger into his mother's cunt, probing and darting, he twisted her nipple, licking at her chin and lips. Cindy stroked his cock, the heat increasing. She kept an eye on the narrow walkway between the seats, ready to conceal what they were doing if anyone came into the bathroom.
"Squeeze my cock, Mom."
"Like this?"
"Ohhh, yeah!"
"Finger my cunt, baby," she whispered hoarsely. "Oooooh, finger mother's wet cunt!"
There was nothing they could do about the moist sounds of his finger darting in and out of her cunt, and Cindy found it helped to excite her. She ran her thumb over the head of his cock, feeling the hot, slippery juices seeping from his piss-hole. Smearing them around the smooth head of his cock, she lifted her ass, straining her cunt to his thrusting finger.
"Put all your fingers up my cunt!" she gasped, flinging her knees wide against the back of the seat in front of her. "Fuck me with all your fingers!"
Benny eased his fingers into the wetness, and Cindy moaned as her cunt stretched to take them. She gripped his wrist with her free hand, and used his fingers like a dildo, fucking herself vigorously.
"Oh, God, I'm about to come!" she cried out softly. "My cunt ... my cunt is on fire! Ohhh, finger-fuck mother's hot cunt, darling!"
Twisting her ass in tight circles, she tried to control the panting ecstasy that bubbled from her. Her eyes turned to smoldering slits, and her fist pounded on his cock as her cunt began to rumble with that sweet sensation of impending orgasm. Her clit was very hard, very tight, vibrating so good. She was dripping pussy juices over the curve of her ass, onto the seat. She cried out softly when her son dug his fingers into her tit, then arched her cunt to his buried fingers.
"Ohhhh, now!"
The convulsion of her cunt grabbed at Benny's fingers, pulling on them as the soft walls compressed tightly. Cindy strained her cunt to his hand, moaning as she came hard, the spasms rocking her from head to toe.
Her orgasm was fading when a movement caught her misty eyes, and she covered her son's hand with her skirt, cupping his cock to hide it. One of the college boys was coming toward the bathroom, and just before he entered, he gave them an odd glance. The scent of Cindy's steamy cunt seemed to cling to the back of the bus, and as the boy closed the door, she giggled.
"He knows," she whispered.
"Maybe he's in there jacking off, Mom."
"Maybe ... I should give him a hand."
"No you don't."
"Just teasing, honey," she said, gasping as he pulled his fingers out of her cunt.
The boy came out of the bathroom, glanced at them again, then walked back to his seat. Cindy giggled softly, sliding her fist up and down her son's hard cock.
"I bet he has a hard-on now."
"You've got a hard-on in your hand, Mom," he said. "And if you keep jacking on it this way, you're gonna get a handful of come, too."
"No, not in my hand," she said. "Switch places with me."
She stood up, and as Benny slid across the seat to the window, his hands moved up her thighs to feel her pantied ass. She squirmed in pleasure when he squeezed her ass-cheeks. Sitting down in the middle seat, she gripped his cock hard, pumping it. Turning on the seat, her knees cramped against the back rest, she laid her head on his thigh, facing his throbbing cock. Lifting his balls out of his pants, she licked them, rubbing his cock over her face. Benny, very excited, leaned toward her hips, sliding his hand along her thigh, under her skirt to caress her leg and hip.
Cindy knew her son was exposing her thighs, and didn't mind. She ran her tongue over his hot balls, inhaling the exciting scent of his crotch. Pulling his balls into her mouth, she sucked them, feeling his cock drip hot juices on her face. When she felt him lift her skirt so her panties showed, she ran her tongue up the shaft of his cock, taking the smooth head into her mouth. Her cheek rested on his balls, and with soft whimpers, she began to suck on his cock, her tongue working. Flicking at his piss-hole, she licked his juices up, swallowing them.
"Someone is coming, Mom," he warned in a soft voice.
Cindy pulled her son's cock deep into her mouth, bringing his hand from her thigh and covering her face with it. She hoped she looked like a woman sleeping with her head in her son's lap, but she did nothing with her raised skirt.
She heard the tiny door open, then close, and began to suck on her son's cock again, his hand resting on her cheek.
"She looked at us, but I don't think she knows you're sucking me, Mom."
Cindy bobbed her face up and down, the hot hardness of her son's cock making her lips tingle. She moaned softly in pleasure, her tongue licking about the swollen head and seeping piss-hole. Moving one hand underneath his ass, she held it, squeezing as she sucked. She heard the bathroom door open again, and held her head still.
"She's gone, Mom."
Cindy began to suck again, faster and with hunger. Bobbing her mouth up and down, she made little sounds of pleasure. Her skirt was now halfway over her ass, and if anyone looked down the narrow walkway, even the dim light in the bus was enough for them to see her pantied ass. Her enthusiasm to suck her son off on the bus grew, and she began to suck vigorously. The hard throbbing in her mouth sent tingling sensations through her cunt, and she felt as if she wo.uld come again when her son squirted his sweet come juice into her mouth.
"Ohhh, Mom, that's so good!" Benny moaned, twisting against her hand on his ass. "Ahhh, you mouth is so fucking hot and wet! Eat my cock, Mom! Eat my hard cock! Suck me ... lick me! Ooooooh, Mom, my balls are full!"
Cindy lifted her mouth, brushing his wet cock across her lips.
"Give mother a big, hot load, baby!" she moaned. "Fill mother's hungry mouth, mother's cock-hungry mouth, with sweet come juice! Come a lot in my mouth, Benny!"
Holding the back of her head with one hand, his other on her hip, Benny groaned in ecstasy. His balls were aching, brushing his mother's cheek as her mouth bobbed up and down, her lips tight and slippery on his cock. The throbbing increased, burning her lips. Creating a powerful suction, she sucked upward, and heard her son grunt.
With her lips wrapped tightly around the head of his cock, she ran her tongue rapidly across his piss-hole.
"Take it now, Mom!"
The hot spurt of thick, creamy juice splashed across her tongue, filling her mouth. Cindy moaned as her cunt contracted with orgasm. She let her mouth fill, not swallowing, the heady taste making her come hard. She felt his come juice drip from the corner of her mouth, and began to swallow in wet gulping sounds, his come juice burning into her throat. As the thick spurts gushed, she lapped at his piss-hole, his taste the most exciting thing ever to her.
She drained her son's balls, feeling them soften against her cheek, his cock slowly deflating in her mouth. She clung to his cock with her lips until she felt him relax, then with a final lick and suck, let his cock drop from her mouth. She licked up the come juice that had dribbled from her mouth onto his balls, then sat up just as the bus pulled into the terminal, the lights brightening the interior. She wiped at her puffy lips, her eyes glowing with satisfaction.
Debarking, they found the terminal small, with a tiny cafe adjoining it. They sat there with soft drinks, giggling and talking about what they had done. Cindy found her exposure on the bus exciting, and especially so when Benny told her the girl had seen her panties. She wondered if the girl had seen her son's cock in her mouth, and realized it would have been fun if she had. Turning on the small stool at the counter, she hooked a heel and lifted her knee, facing her son and the doorway. Her skirt rose over her creamy thigh as she pushed her leg outward for her son to see her panties.
A man entered, glanced at her, and then looked again. Cindy pretended to pay him no mind, knowing he was seeing the crotch of her panties. But then she became excited by it, and taking her son's hand, went outside the terminal and found a small restroom.
"Fuck me in here," she said, shoving the door open, pulling her son into it.
She lifted her skirt, placing her ass on the rim of the sink, spreading her legs wide. She pulled the crotch of her panties to one side, revealing her glistening cunt to her son. Benny dropped his pants, his cock hard and ready for her.
"Ooooooh, shove it in!" she squealed.
Benny stepped between his mother's legs, and Cindy grasped his cock, rubbing the smooth head up and down the slit of her steamy, hairy cunt. She smashed the head of his cock onto her inflamed clit, gasping as a jolt of ecstasy flashed through her.
"Ahhh, fuck me, Benny!"
Benny lunged his cock forward, stabbing into the tight heat of his mother's cunt. Cindy gasped with the sudden penetration, her pussy closing tightly around the buried shaft. Clinging to his shoulders, she stared glassy-eyed into his face as he began to hunch, fucking her. Lifting her long legs, she wrapped them around his pumping ass, squealing and sobbing as her pussy clamped his cock wetly. The tingles made her shiver as her clit scraped the hard shaft of his cock, and she writhed her ass on the cold surface of the sink.
"God, you're so fucking hard, Benny! Oooooh, ram that hard cock up my cunt! Ram your hard cock up mother's cunt fast! Oh, baby, I love it! I love to feel your cock in my cunt, fucking me!"
Benny held his mother's hips, his hands under her skirt.
"Your cunt is hot, Mom!" he gasped, lunging deeply. "So hot and wet!"
"Listen to the wet sounds!" she cried. "Hear my wet cunt sucking on your cock, Benny? That's mother's cunt loving your hard cock!"
The sudden rattle of the door made her gasp, but Benny didn't pause. His balls were loaded, his cock ready. Clinging to him with her fingers digging into his shoulders, her legs wrapped tightly about his humping ass, Cindy began to suck at her son's neck, licking his flesh, sobbing with rapture.
"I'm about to come!" she groaned, holding him tightly.
"Uhhhhh!" Benny grunted, ramming his cock deeply and going stiff between her clasping thighs.
"Ooooooh, give it to me!" she cried out as her son spurted into her cunt. "Fill mother's cunt up! Come in my pussy! Ohhh, God, fill my hot cunt full of come juice!"
Her pussy worked at his cock, gripping it, the soft walls compressing and pulling the juices from his balls. He held her hips tightly as he came, leaning against her tits. With the final spurt, he slumped, breathing hard while his mother buried her face into his neck, stroking his back as her legs weakened and fell from his ass.
When Benny stepped back, she stood up, adjusting her panties over her cunt.
"I'll be dripping your juice into my panties all the way back home." She laughed happily. "I can feel it run down my legs already."
"Why don't you wash up, Mom?" he suggested.
"I don't want to. I want to feel your come juice on my legs, my panties soaked with it."
Adjusting their clothing, they went back to the small cafe to wait for the return trip. Cindy glowed, her face radiant, her eyes sparkling. She couldn't keep her hands off her son, touching his arm, caressing his face. She took delight in the way her son stroked her body when no one was looking, brushing his hand across her rounded ass, or giving her tit a nice squeeze. It didn't matter that it wrinkled her blouse.
The bus was very packed on the trip home, and they had to sit in the front seats, just behind the driver. Cindy was disappointed, until she found she could brace her knees on the back of the driver's seat, and let her skirt ride over her thighs. She kept one hand cupped between her son's thighs, holding his cock and balls, and his hand was beneath her ass, her cheeks resting in his palm.
She managed to doze part of the way, with her lovely thoughts of Benny, of how she was changing.
And her son was loving every minute of it, too.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Cindy knew that boys had fantasies of fucking their mothers, and she had brought light to her son's fantasy. Some mothers, too, had dreams of fucking their son, although she had not until the beach. Benny, she thought fondly, was living his fantasy with her, fucking her when he wanted, in any position, and not only her, but he had fucked his stepmother, too.
In a way, she was pleased that he had fucked his stepmother. She hoped her ex-husband never found out, though, because it could cause a rift between him and Benny.
She imagined her son pushing his cock into his stepmother's cunt, and found the image exciting. She thought of watching Benny fuck her, and when he was ready to come, pulling his cock from her wet, hairy cunt, and catching his come juice in her mouth, tasting cock and cunt at the same time.
Benny was at the market for her, and her thoughts had her cunt steaming. She lifted her dress and rubbed her pussy, looking out the window for him. The more she rubbed, the more exciting her thoughts became, and soon she wanted to come. She spread her legs, her naked cunt exposed, and worked all her fingers into her pussy, feeling it stretch sweetly. Her other hand squeezed her ass, dragging a fingertip along the crack, touching her puckered ass-hole. It had been years since she stimulated herself alone, and although it felt very good, she wanted her son to be with her, to watch as she brought herself to orgasm.
With her fingers stuffed into her cunt, she went in search of something to use, and found a round, smooth piece of wood about ten inches long. She held the round piece of wood, pulled her dress to her waist, and squatted over the dowel, kees wide, facing the door so Benny would see her as he entered. She gently and carefully inserted the round dowel into her ass-hole, and squatted on it carefully. She then pushed four of her fingers into her cunt and felt an orgasm beginning. The fullness in her ass-hole and cunt at the same time was wonderful, and using the fingers of her other hand, she rubbed and manipulated her pulsating clit, feeling her cunt squeeze her fingers, her ass-hole clasp the round piece of wood.
Opening the top of her dress, she shrugged it down to her waist so her firm, straining tits were displayed, and then once again rubbed her cunt with the wood up her ass-hole and four fingers stuffed into her pussy. She moaned as the orgasm ran through her body, shaking her. Her hand dripped with slippery juices, and she licked her fingers, cleaning them with her tongue. The piece of wood was six inches up her ass-hole, and the ring squeezed it in gentle pulsations.
When Benny opened the door and came in, he stopped quickly when he saw his mother.
"Couldn't wait, Mom?" He grinned, putting down the sack. He saw her cunt spread tightly around her buried fingers, her tits, and the wood rammed into her squatting ass-hole. His cock swelled, and he pulled it from his pants. He stood there stroking his cock as he watched her.
Cindy fucked her cunt, her eyes blazing hotly.
"Drop your pants," she moaned, "and come here close to my face."
His pants slid down, and he stepped from them. He moved to his mother's face, his cock rigid.
She ran her tongue over his balls, then over the hard, hot shaft of his cock to his piss-hole. She flicked away the bead of juice there, and moaned.
"Fuck mother's face, Benny! Fuck my mouth! Make mother's hot, wet mouth a cunt! Fuck me in my cocksucking mouth!"
"You got it, Mom!" he gasped, holding her head in both hands, looking down at her as her lips closed over his cock. "I'll fuck your face! I'll fuck your mouth ... I'll fuck you good!"
"Mmmmm!" Cindy moaned, ramming her fingers in and out of her cunt, rocking her ass with the wood deep inside her. She gurgled happily with his hands clasping her face, his cock darting in and out.
"Suck me!" Benny gasped. "Suck my cock!
Fuck your cunt, Mom! You sound so wet!"
Her eyes flashed up at him, dreamy and out of focus. Her cunt was rippling around her fingers, and her ass-hole was squeezing the rounded piece of wood, and her mouth was spread, full of her son's hard cock. His balls bounced and swayed, brushing her chin when he went deep to her throat. She lifted the hand from her clit, and clasped a naked cheek of her son's ass, urging him to fuck her mouth fast, deep, hard.
One of her fingers touched his ass-hole, and Benny gasped, his hips jerking.
Cindy, looking up at his strained expression, began rubbing his ass-hole, working her finger into it. When her son didn't stop her, she pressed her finger deeply, and began to stab in and out. It seemed to make his cock jerk inside her sucking mouth, and he dripped more over her tongue.
Her fingers thrust into her cunt, the wood up her ass-hole, and her son's cock sliding in and out of her hot, tight mouth, Cindy fucked Benny up his young ass-hole vigorously, listening to his gasps. She enjoyed the way he looked down at her, his pleasure glowing all over his face.
Cindy knew her son enjoyed seeing her with his cock crammed into her mouth, and she gulped on it hungrily, her eyes glittering with steamy pleasure. She rocked her ass gently, the wooden dildo sliding along the pucker of her ass-hole, and her fingers shoved deeply into her cunt. Benny was holding her head in one hand, working his prick in and out of her mouth, his other hand clasping his full, hot balls. The dripping juices from his piss-hole coated her tongue, bringing whimpers of ecstasy from her throat. Her tits strained, her nipples tingling with hardness, brushing his upper thighs. Her pulses beat wildly, her face flushing with erotic rapture. His cock was hot, the throbbing of it searing her clasping lips.
"Lick the head! Lick the juice off my piss-hole, Mom! Ooooh, that feels so good! Lick my juice ... ahhh, suck me faster! I'm gonna come down your fucking throat, Mom!"
Cindy closed her lips tightly around the bulging shaft of her son's cock, drawing upward on it with as much friction as possible. Her cunt was starting to grab at her buried fingers, and her ass-hole squeezed the wooden dowel shoved into it. She groaned, softly at first, then louder. She strained to pull his thick come juice out of his hot, young balls, up his cock, into her mouth. Her tongue whipped around and around his smooth hard cock.
"Take it, Mom!" Benny yelped, the urge to push sending his cock deep into her mouth. "I'm coming! Ohhh, Mom, I'm coming in your fucking mouth!"
The scalding spurts of creamy come juice splashed into her throat, making it burn deliciously. His come juice filled her mouth, and she began to gulp it down with frantic hunger. The taste sent her senses spinning. Her cunt gripped her fingers, her ass-hole tried to squeeze the piece of wood in two. Her orgasm, the instant her son spurted his sweet juices into her mouth, sent her hips into a jerking motion, and she clung to him to keep from falling. Her finger stopped thrusting into his ass-hole, and with it deep inside the fiery ring, she held his ass tightly. Her mouth filled time and again, and she swallowed it all greedily.
As her orgasm faded, leaving a gentle throb in her cunt and ass-hole, she carefully removed the piece of wood, then sat on the floor, licking her pussy-drenched fingers, looking at her son slumping, his cock dangling, his empty balls.
"You sure get exciting ideas, Mom," he finally said.
She grinned at him. "I want to keep you excited, baby. I want to make you so excited, you'll think you're going to come in your pants."
"You damn near make me come in my pants every time I look at you, Mom," he responded.
He picked up the wooden dowel. "Is this the best you could find?" he asked. "Maybe we should buy you a rubber cock."
"No, thank you," she said. "You have all the cock I want or need. This was just an idea to please you. When I fuck, I want the real thing." She bounced his empty balls on the tips of her fingers, watching his cock swing. She pressed her lips to the head of his cock, kissing it tenderly, then swishing her tongue over his piss-hole. "Turn around."
Benny turned, and she pushed at his back, making him bend forward. She kissed the cheeks of his ass, licking at his flesh. Dipping her face down, she licked his balls, pushing her nose into his ass. Dragging her tongue over his hot balls, she lapped at the crack of his ass, probing the crinkle of his ass-hole.
Cindy licked up and down the crack of her son's ass, tasting his ass-hole, wriggling the tip at the pucker. Her hands fondled him, feeling his cock swell again. She probed her son up his ass-hole with her tongue, stroking his cock in a tight fist. Shoving her tongue deep into the steamy heat of her son's ass-hole, Cindy began to tongue-fuck him, jacking his cock faster. She buried her mouth in his ass-hole, the smooth flesh of his ass closing around her cheeks. She breathed deeply as her tongue darted, her cunt reacting with a quivering, flexing wetness again.
"You're gonna make me come again, Mom!" Benny grunted, twisting his ass into her face. "I'll come all over the fucking floor!"
Cindy jerked her tongue out of his ass-hole, her hands twisting at his hips, turning him to face her.
"Jack off in my face!" she gasped. "Jack your beautiful cock off and come in mother's fucking face!"
Benny grasped his cock, arching his hips forward, and pounded it frantically. Cindy leaned back, her pretty face tilted upward beneath the head of his cock. She felt drops of his juice spattering her face, and her cunt began to lurch between her widely spread thighs. Opening her lips, she flicked the tip of his cock with her tongue, his fist brushing her chin as he jerked faster. Her eyes watched him dreamily, moist with passion.
"In my face," she urged huskily. "Squirt that hot juice right in my cocksucking face, baby! Ooooh, yes, come in mother's face ... smear my face with your come juice ... drown me in your sweet, hot come juice!"
"Almost, Mom!" he grunted.
Cindy cried out happily when her son came, spraying her forehead with the slippery hotness. She turned her face back and forth as her son gushed, splashed come juice into it. Her cheeks became coated, her nose dripped. She caught a few spurts on her tongue and swallowed them. As the last of his juice oozed from his piss-hole, she licked it up.
"Ohhh, that felt good," she purred, rubbing his come juice into her flesh, smearing it about her face until her flesh glistened. "It didn't make me come, but almost. You can jack off into my face anytime, honey."
Benny, breathing hard, was pleased to see his mother's face covered with his come juice. Her eyes glowed with delight, and her flush of excitement gave a pink tint to her flesh. He looked down at her hairy cunt, seeing how wet it was. ws
"I wanna suck your cunt now, Mom."
Cindy, with a little cry, leaned back and lifted her ass. She spread her legs wide, and pulled up on her cunt with her hand as her son pushed his face into it. His tongue licked at her bulging clit, making her hips jerk. She rolled her hips, grinding her cunt against his face.
"Ooooooh, suck it, baby! Lick mother's cunt!"
Benny twirled his tongue about her clit, then darted it as far into her satiny pussy as he could. Cindy whimpered and clutched the back of his head, straining hard into his face, humping her ass up and down. Already overheated by what they had done, and especially from his cock spurting into her face, Cindy started coming quickly. She thrust her cunt hard into her son's sucking mouth, straining to pull his tongue far into the gripping wetness. She let out a shriek, and the contractions of orgasm strained every muscle in her slender body. Her stomach rippled and her tits pushed out with hardness, her nipples aching with stiffness.
"Lap it up, Benny! Ohhh, baby, lap mother's cunt! Suck my pussy juice out of that hot cunt! Ohhh, eat my pussy, baby!"
Benny sucked hard on the hairy lips and pulsating clit, his tongue licking in a frenzy, his young throat swallowing eagerly. He spread his mother's thighs as wide as he could, smearing his face into her hairy wet cunt with gasping pleasure.
Cindy came and came, thrashing on the floor, screaming in throaty sounds of ecstasy, her hot thighs scissoring about her son's head, her heels beating at his lower back, her fingers clawing his hair. When she thought she couldn't take anymore, she pushed his dripping face away, sprawling obscenely with legs and arms thrown wide, her tits heaving up and down as she breathed noisily.
When she sat up, Benny was sitting on the couch, completely undressed, watching her.
"This is getting better and better." She smiled at him. "I never came that hard or so many times before." She used the hem of her dress to clean her face, then licked her lips like a well-satisfied kitten. "So young, but you're more man than your father, Benny."
He grinned down at her, then playfully pulled her head between his knees, rubbing her face against his cock and balls.
"And I'd rather fuck you than my stepmother, Mom. You're hotter than she is, and believe me, that's a compliment."
Looking up at him with misty eyes, Cindy purred. "I want to be hotter than she is for you. When I finish with you, Benny, you're not going to want to fuck her again, or any other woman, for that matter."
"I don't want another woman now, Mom," he said, tilting her head and kissing her mouth with affection. "You're all the woman I want."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Cindy stood on the sidewalk outside the department store. Benny was a few feet away from her as they waited for the light to change. It was a breezy day, and her soft hair fanned about her face. Her full skirt played with her legs, molding her shapely ass, making a few passing men look with appreciation at the beauty of it. Benny was watching her, too.
She wore flesh-toned nylons today, with a red garter belt trimmed in lacy white, and the scantiest panties she had. They were two tiny pieces of cobwebby material, with narrow elastic bands holding them on her hips. She felt naked under her skirt, and enjoyed the sensation.
A sudden gust of wind lifted her skirt, and Cindy let out a startled cry as her skirt lifted to the tops of her nylons, exposing a brief peek of her satiny thigh flesh. She fought the skirt down as her son giggled someplace behind her.
The light changed, and she stepped from the curb quickly, glancing back to see if Benny was following. He was, watching her ass undulate as the wind pressed her dress tightly against it. Impulsively, she twitched her ass for his pleasure, then blushed because others had seen it, too. She stepped onto the far curb, and her skirt went flying to her waist. She almost dropped her packages as she tried to get it down. But the wind was strong, and her skirt remained wrapped around her waist for a long, embarrassing moment. Her thighs, her skimpy, transparent panties were exposed to all.
Benny, seeing his mother's embarrassment, hurried to help her, tugging her skirt down as a passing man snickered.
"Fuck 'em, Mom," he said, taking her package. "Let 'em eat their hearts out."
She composed herself, and glanced at his pants. Benny's cock was bulging with hardness. She giggled.
"Yeah, I know," he said without guilt. "That gives me a hard-on."
Cindy wanted to hold his cock, caress it, but that was impossible here. She took his hand and walked quickly to the parking lot. They were entering it when they saw a woman about Cindy's age opening a car door, leaning in to put her purchases on the seat. The wind picked up the woman's dress, and as it had with Cindy's, blew it to her waist. But unlike Cindy, this woman wore nothing under her dress. Her creamy ass flashed, and the woman paid it no mind. She adjusted her packages, then climbed into her car and drove away, never knowing Cindy and her son had seen her pretty ass.
Benny's cock was raging with hardness, and Cindy was losing control. She opened the car door, and felt her son press up against her, his cock throbbing at the crack of her ass. Leaning into the car, she waggled her ass, bunching the cheeks against his prick. She felt her son lifting her skirt.
"No, baby, not here," she protested, but then she felt him slide her panties down past her ass, and the head of his cock rubbed at the crack. "Ohhh, God, Benny!"
"Lean over, Mom," he moaned, pressing the head of his cock at the tight pucker of her ass-hole. "I gotta fuck you now!"
"We'll be seen!" she whimpered, resting her elbows on the car seat, her head and shoulders inside, her legs and ass out. "Someone will see us!"
"Mom, I gotta!"
The searing heat of his cock pressing at the crinkle of her ass-hole sent tingles of shameless urgency through her. She waggled her ass. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt her son pushing his cock up her ass-hole. She groaned softly as the rounded head penetrated, stretching her ass-hole widely. She felt juices seeping from her cunt, and parted her feet on the asphalt, arching her ass to him.
"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Fuck me quick, before someone comes in here!"
Gripping his mother's hips, Benny thrust, ramming his cock deep into his mother's gripping ass-hole. Cindy cried out. The friction of his cock made her tingle all over. She shook her ass. The long hardness of her son's cock stabbing into it drove away any thoughts of being observed. She twisted and whipped her ass about for him, hunching back as he plunged into her. The roughness of his pants on her satiny ass felt good, the backs of her thighs tight against his legs. Her arms trembled as he began pounding swiftly up her ass-hole, making her braless tits sway and jiggle.
"Tight ass, Mom!" Benny groaned. "Your ass-hole is so tight and hot!"
"Fuck my ass-hole!" she sobbed. "Ooooh, God, baby ... fuck me in the ass-hole! Ram your cock up mother's hot ass-hole! Ooooh, fuck it good!"
She danced her ass about, not caring if her nylons were snagged. She twisted and shook as her son thrust wickedly, his cock going very deep. Grinding in a frenzy, she clawed at the seat of the car, whimpering shamelessly.
"Ohhh, yes, Benny! Ahhhh ... ooooh, give it to me! Give me all that hard cock ... right up the fucking ass-hole! Ohhh, so fucking good! Rip mother's ass-hole open with your big, hard cock! Tear my ass-hole apart ... fuck my ass-hole hard and deep!"
The breeze had weakened, and she felt the hot sun burning her naked ass as her son stabbed swiftly into it. She arched high, straining to get more inside her, her ass-hole clinging to the throbbing prick, squeezing it. Her cunt was dripping hot juices down the insides of her thighs, to the tops of her nylons, and her clit was painfully rigid, vibrating with consuming desire.
"You're squeezing my cock, Mom!" he cried out. "Your ass-hole is squeezing my cock!"
"I can't help it!" she sobbed. "I can't make it stop! Oooohhh, fuck me, honey! Fuck me in the ass!"
His cock seemed huge inside her, stuffed into the tight narrow hole. The friction was unbelievable, creating a wildness inside her. Her mind was spinning with wanton ecstasy, and Cindy no longer cared that she was leaning into the car with her ass exposed, being fucked up her ass-hole by her son. She no longer cared if anyone saw them, only wanting that sweet bliss of a quickly approaching orgasm.
The sound of a car starting failed to impress her. She whipped her ass in a tight circle as she sobbed against the car seat, her fingers balled into tight fists. She was on fire, her cunt ready to explode, expanding and clenching as her son's cock stabbed back and forth, her ass-hole deliriously wide for him, yet gripping him tightly.
"Come in me!" she cried out. "Come in my ass! Ohhh, baby, my cunt is going to explode! Come in mother's ass-hole! Squirt it up my fucking hot ass-hole! Fill my ass with hot come juice!"
With a grunt, Benny gushed, spraying the walls of his mother's ass-hole with scalding juices. Each spurt sent a responding convulsion through her hairy cunt, her orgasm meeting his with violence. Her ass-hole sucked and squeezed his cock, pulling the thick liquid from his young balls. She felt as if she could taste his come juice in her throat, and cried out in ecstasy, the sound muffled as she pressed her face into the seat of the car.
Pulling his cock from her ass-hole, Benny stepped back and watched the ring crinkle. Her inner thighs gleamed with pussy juices. For a moment, Cindy couldn't move. Finally she stood on shaking legs, smoothing her skirt down, her panties stretched just below her ass. She looked around guiltily, giggling in a shy manner.
"That was crazy," she said, sliding under the wheel of the car, her skirt riding high on her thighs. She lifted her ass to adjust her panties as her son climbed in on the passenger side, his fly open, but his cock stuffed into his pants. "But I sure came hard."
They laughed about it all the way home, wondering if anyone had seen them, and Cindy decided she really didn't give a damn. It had been exciting, getting fucked up her ass by her son in such a public place, exposed for the world to see. She wasn't sure she wanted to make a habit of it, but when the urge struck, there didn't seem anything she could do about it.
She had to change her panties when they got home. They were sticky with his come juice seeping from her ass-hole, and Benny watched as she peeled them off. She removed her blouse and pushed her tits toward him, cupping them and making her nipples stand out.
"Want to suck them for me?" she purred.
Grinning, Benny closed his lips around one tit, sucking vigorously as his mother unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Standing naked except for her garter belt and nylons, she held him as he nuzzled, licked, and sucked her tits. She purred, her hands fondling his body, opening his clothing, undressing him. She found his cock standing up with firm pulsations, and manipulated it as he sucked her nipples. She parted her legs when he ran his hand to her cunt, writhing when he rubbed with his palm. Already juicy from the parking lot fuck, she became even more so.
"Honey, let's fuck each other in the face," she cooed. "You fuck me in the face, and I'll fuck you in the face."
"Mmmmm, I'm ready, Mom," he said, pulling off her tit. "You can sit this wet, hairy cunt in my face anytime you're ready."
"My little cunt-eater," she purred. "Mother's sweet cunt-licker."
Benny laughed as she squeezed his cock.
"Let me on bottom," she said. "I want to look up at you while I suck your cock. I want to feel and play and see your sweet balls and ass with your cock deep in my mouth."
Benny laid her on the bed, his cock ready. Cindy spread out on her back, opening her thighs, pulling at his leg. He climbed on top of his mother, spreading his knees around her head. Cindy gazed up at his crotch. His cock throbbed, beads of liquid on the piss-hole. His balls dangled, and the pucker of his ass-hole crinkled. She caressed up his thighs to his ass, cupping the cheeks and pulling his cock to her wet mouth. Closing her lips around his cock, she pulled him deeply, his balls resting on her nose. Lifting her ass, knees bent, she rubbed her cunt into her son's face, mewling around his cock as he gripped her naked ass, holding it as his tongue swirled about the hairy, fiery slit of her cunt.
The juicy sounds he made with his lips and tongue sent ecstasy through her, and with her hands she urged her son to fuck her mouth, to pump up and down as he would fucking her cunt. Her lips spread hotly around the hard shaft, her throat being brushed as he pushed downward. She pushed her tongue against his prick, her cheeks holding his cock tightly. His balls bounced lightly off her nose, and she rubbed at his crinkled ass-hole with the tip of one finger. She moaned around his cock when his tongue penetrated her cunt and twisted over her pulsating cut. She groaned when she felt one of his fingers rubbing at her puckering ass-hole.
Sucking at the puffy, hairy cunt lips, Benny eased his finger up his mother's ass-hole, and began fucking her with it, his tongue darting in and out of her juicy cunt, making sloppy sounds that excited Cindy very much. With her son pumping his cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her face, she twisted her hips, grinding at his face.
Squealing with delight, Cindy drew her knees up and back, arching her cunt into her son's face, twisting. Holding his ass in one hand, fucking him in the ass-hole with the other, she swallowed his cock with each stab. The feel of his tongue sliding about the slit of her cunt, his lips sucking her clit, made Cindy begin to shiver as the ecstasy grew until she could hardly stand much more of it. She pumped her crotch up and down, smacking Benny in the mouth with her cunt. Bringing her hand off his ass, she clutched his balls, rubbing them against her nose and eyes when he thrust into her mouth.
Her cunt expanded, hot juices running into the crack of her ass, making his finger very slippery as it rammed in and out of her ass-hole. The feel of being fingerfucked in the ass while his tongue lapped and sucked at her cunt made her blood boil. The sensations were amazing, and with his hard cock throbbing in her mouth, Cindy felt as if she were about to burst with the most wanton feelings of her life. Her flesh steamed, melting, as she hunched her cunt up and down. Her tongue swirled on his prick, and when he filled her mouth with his dripping juices, she swallowed them hungrily, wanting more.
Sliding her hands to her ass, she used her fingers to spread her cunt wide for his tongue. Benny stiffened his tongue and fucked it in and out of her cunt like a cock, humping into her mouth. He was pressing the back of her head into the mattress, his cock almost entering her throat, and Cindy strained to take it there.
Holding her cunt and ass open with her fingers, she pulled her knees as far back as she could to her shoulders, spreading herself wide for her son's sucking mouth and darting tongue and finger. With little sobs, she pulled off his cock, running her tongue about his balls, into the crack of his ass, licking feverishly at his ass-hole. Then she took his cock into her mouth again.
Benny, moaning, ran his tongue about the hairy slit of his mother's cunt, then around his buried finger, tasting the stretching ring of her ass-hole, then thrust his tongue back into the steamy wetness of her pussy again. His balls had become swollen. His cock jerked inside her mouth. Straining her cunt hard at his mouth, she whimpered, her lips and tongue urging his cock to spurt, to spew his thick juices down her throat.
Benny, ready to come, fucked into his mother's mouth swiftly, the base of his cock smashing at her gripping lips. Cindy squirmed her cunt against his face, her cunt ready to contract with an overwhelming orgasm. She sucked with intense greed at his jerking cock, her tongue swirling.
The spasm struck, and Cindy wailed around his cock, grinding her contracting cunt frantically into his sucking mouth. The convulsions of her cunt pulled at his tongue, and while she came, she found hot juices bubbling into her mouth, filling it. She swallowed swiftly, gulping down her son's come juice, moaning as the rapture swept through her naked body.
Slowly coming down, Cindy lowered her legs. Her son rested his face in her cunt, his legs spreading around her face, his cock softening between her lips. The taste of his come juice lingered in her mouth for a long time, and she wanted to keep it there.
"Oh, Mom, that was fantastic," he groaned, his breath hot on her fuzzy cunt. "Did I come too much for you?"
With his cock brushing her cheeks, she kissed his empty balls. "You'll never come too much for me ever again, baby. I could drink your come juice all fucking day."
He rolled from her, sitting up and stroking her tits. "Your tits are prettier than my stepmother's," he said. "You have bigger nipples, too, Mom."
"Don't tell me about her," she said. "I feel jealous when you mention her."
They spent the afternoon and evening playing with each other. Benny never tired of exploring her body, kissing and feeling every inch of her flesh. She had no secrets from him now. He knew what excited her, where she liked being touched best, and she knew what he liked best.
They became very oral, licking each other's body from head to toe, making their flesh glisten. Benny sucked her flesh, but not so hard as to leave marks. He enjoyed licking and kissing the smooth flesh of her inner thighs near her cunt, but Cindy couldn't take much of that; it made her too hot.
By the time they went to bed, both were exhausted.
CHAPTER NINE
Cindy glowed with happiness. She revealed her body to her son without any sense of shame. She still blushed often, but it enhanced her beauty. The blushing no longer bothered her, and when she found herself exposing her thighs or panties in a public place, it sent shivers of erotic pleasure flowing through her. If she noticed anyone watching her then, she would blush, lower her eyes, but keep showing herself.
She began to wear shorts that revealed more than usual. Her tits swelled out firmly under T-shirts and tight blouses and sweaters, and she enjoyed the gentle touch of her nipples against the material.
She became bolder as the weeks went on, and began to fondle her son under the table when they ate out. Once she jacked him off beneath the overhang of the table cloth, much to his amusement. He came in her hand, and Cindy giggled in delight, licking his juices from her palm. Every time they were alone, or felt no one would notice, they felt each other up, and a few times were almost caught. In crowds, while she looked through racks of clothing in a department store, her son would rub against her ass, his cock pushing against her flesh, until her emotions soared, and they would rush away to fuck, or so she could suck his cock off.
Cindy had no preference when it came to her son. She loved his hard cock in her cunt, or her ass, or her mouth. Wherever her son put it, she was delighted, and accepted it hungrily. She had developed the ability to come when he spurted into her mouth, and seldom failed to enjoy an orgasm when he filled her mouth with his sweet, hot juices. Her sexuality was growing, and she delighted in it, giving everything she had to her son, wanting no one else. Benny satisfied her completely, and not only with his cock and young mouth, but emotionally as well. All her needs were met, then exceeded, until she was bursting with happiness. She loved sleeping close to him, her back pressed at him spoon-fashion, his cock resting in the crack of her ass, or lying warmly on the slit of her cunt. She particularly enjoyed waking him each morning by sucking him off, with Benny coming awake just before he flooded her mouth with thick juice.
She came out of the bath, smelling delicious, slightly damp, to find her son sitting on the toilet, his cock raging with hardness. She grinned at him, her eyes glittering. "I didn't know you were watching me bathe, honey."
"I sneaked in." He grinned at her. "Watching you gave me this." He indicated his hard-on.
"Lovely," she moaned, her eyes glazing with desire as she watched his cock jerking. "You keep a hard-on most of the time, and I love it."
Leaning forward, she stroked his cock, feeling the heat burn into her palm. She purred, dipping her face to lick her tongue around the swollen, smooth head, sucking up the seeping liquid at his piss-hole.
"Mmmmm, I want this," she whispered, straddling his legs and rubbing the tip of his cock along the slit of her cunt. "I want it in me ... in my cunt."
Easing down, she gasped when her son's cock spread the hairy tightness, sliding slowly. Benny cupped her tits, pulling a nipple to his mouth. One hand held her tit, the other her curvy ass. Placing her hands on his shoulders, Cindy began to bounce gently on his cock, fucking him and letting the beautiful sensations flow through her.
Benny watched her fuzzy cunt move up and down his cock, his fingers spreading the soft lips to make her clit bulge as it rubbed along the shaft. Cindy gasped softly while her son caressed her creamy thighs, her hips, her tits. She kept her ass in motion, but fucking him without the frenzy that had been part of it for so long. She could feel each ridge and groove of his cock rubbing the tissues of her cunt, and when she squirmed her ass, his balls touched her fiery ass-hole. Stretching a hand behind her, she pressed his balls into the crack of her ass, mewling, head tilted upward, eyes slitted with ecstasy. She whipped her cunt back and forth, rubbing his balls on her ass-hole with his cock throbbing deep inside her cunt.
"I can feel your cock in my stomach, baby," she moaned. "You go so deep in mother's pussy! I love it deep, real deep!"
"Wiggle your ass, Mom!" Benny groaned. "Shake your hot ass!"
"Oooh, it is hot, darling! Mother's ass is very hot!"
"So is your cunt!"
"Ahhh, my cunt is the hottest of all."
"Fuck me, Mom! Oh, fuck me good!"
Clutching his shoulders, she pounded up and down, stabbing her son's cock into her cunt faster, gyrating her hips, standing on tiptoes with her legs spread widely about his thighs. The juicy sounds of her cunt banging up and down on his cock excited her. She ran her hand down to her cunt, spreading her fingers about his cock, then licked at them, breathing hotly.
"I need it, Benny! Oh, God! Mother needs your cock so much! I need it in my cunt, in my ass-hole, in my mouth! I can't live without your beautiful, hard cock in me, darling! I want it all the time ... anyway you give it to me!"
Benny, gasping with the frenzy of his mother's pounding cunt, gripped her bunching ass, squeezing the cheeks tightly, his eyes glassy with rapture. He stared at her naked tits, jiggling in tight motion as her ass whipped and churned. Cindy lifted one leg, placing it on his shoulder, using the other one to fuck him, giving her son a view that almost sent him into orgasm. She was unbalanced, and if he had not been holding her ass so tightly, her position would have been impossible.
"This is making me hot!" she cried out. "My cunt is burning up, and you're going to make me come! Don't let me fall, Benny!"
Benny, his legs stiff, arched his hips up, taking the ramming thrusts of his mother's cunt on his cock, gritting his teeth as her pussy clung wetly to him. He felt the squeezing sensation her cunt made just before she came, and the rippling suction drew his balls into tightness. He clung to her wildly pumping ass, grunting softly.
"Come with me!" she shouted, her head thrown back, gripping his shoulders, her one leg wrapping around his neck. "Come in me! Ohhh, my cunt ... I'm going to come now, Benny! Ooooooh, come in my cunt! Squirt your juice up mother's cunt now!"
A shriek boiled from her throat as her pussy compressed around the base of his cock. She groaned with the force of her orgasm, and then yelped as she felt her son gushing his scalding juices into her, splashing the sensitive walls of her convulsing pussy. Her body shook for a long time, her tits very tight, a light flush on her neck and face. She settled slowly, his cock softening inside her cunt. Slumping forward, her leg sliding down to the floor again, she pulled her son's face into her tits, purring as he nuzzled them, his breath hot as he panted tiredly.
After a moment, she lifted from him, and giggling, shoved her palm over her cunt.
"I'm dripping your come juice out." She rubbed at her still tingling cunt, then lapped the juices from her palm. "Mmmmm, delicious. I could lick that all day."
Benny grinned, very pleased with her.
"You're a come-eater, Mom," he said teasingly.
"I know," she said. "I'll eat your come juice anytime. Only yours. It's so hot and sweet and thick. I love the way it burns down my throat."
He followed her to the bedroom, watching as usual as she pulled on panties and then blouse and skirt.
"No garters or nylons today, Mom?"
"If you want, I will."
"No, you're fine just like that. Are we going someplace?"
"Not that I know of," she said. "I just want to look pretty for you. Do you have something in mind?"
"Only what I've always got on my mind-your body."
"Which parts?" she teased.
"All parts, but mostly your cunt and ass and mouth."
Cindy gazed at him steadily. "You do like fucking me, don't you, Benny? Are you sure it doesn't bother you because I'm your mother?"
"Mom, I love to fuck you, and because you are my mother makes me love it all the more."
"It's naughty, that's for sure," she said, kissing him. "And I love being naughty with you."
Benny eyed her hotly. "One of these days, you're gonna get fucked in one of those department stores, Mom."
"Oh, I am, am I?"
"You can count on it!" He grinned. "Rubbing against you almost makes me come in my pants, and one of these days, when I can get away with it, I'm gonna slip it right up your cunt or ass, and fuck your brains out!"
"Promise?" she said, cupping his crotch tenderly. "I'd love that."
"Promise," he said.
They had been fucking each other for weeks now. Benny's cock never tired, nor did her cunt. She came easier than any time in her life.
But as her son took spells of fucking her ass-hole, she found herself wanting only to suck him off for days at a time, and her jaws would ache after spending an hour with his cock in her mouth, but it was such a gentle, sweet ache, she didn't mind at all. Once, when playing with each other, he had straddled her and jacked off, spraying his hot juices over her tits, and to her delight, she had come, too. It wasn't so much his cock or come juice that she enjoyed as it was her son. His being her son made it so wicked, it was thrilling.
There was not a room in the house they had not fucked in. He had bent her over the arm of the couch, on her back, and fucked her frantically, and she had taken his cock in her mouth before the front room window one afternoon, without regard that the drapes were wide open. He would sneak into the shower with her, and she would lean against the slippery walls, jutting her ass to him and taking his cock up her ass-hole eagerly. Her body, every inch of it, responded to him with fiery hunger.
One afternoon, in a shopping mall, they had sneaked into a dressing room of a shop, where Candy had given him the quickest blow job ever, her lips gulping his cock only a few times before his come spurted down her throat. They had laughed about the quickness of it, and she allowed a drop of his come juice to linger on the corner of her mouth as she finished shopping, feeling very wicked when she drew a few quizzical stares.
Finding that their excitement was increased by fucking in places where the possibility existed of being caught, they tried parks and various places, but always sneaked behind bushes. Once they tried a park restroom, but it was not very clean, and the odor wasn't conducive to erotic games. Cindy jacked her son off in the car, parked at the curb, and often sucked him off on a darkened street, but beneath a lamp, with her ass exposed. They didn't know if anyone ever saw them, but it was fun to think so. Before, she had not wanted to see the magazines of naked women spread out lewdly, nor the more blatant ones of people fucking; now she enjoyed them as much as her son, and bought them with blushing shyness so they could look at them together. They commented on the sizes of the cocks and the prettiness of the cunts, even fantasized about them, but Cindy hoped her son would never want another girl.
"Honey," she said, "Let's go to a movie tonight."
"I don't care much for movies, Mom."
"Not to see a movie, silly." She grinned suggestively, rolling her tongue over her lips.
"Oh? I get it." He laughed. "You wanna play teenager!"
"Wouldn't it be fun?"
"Sure, let's do it, Mom."
Dressing excitedly, wearing skirt and blouse, she found herself wet and steamy with the idea running through her mind. Benny, in jeans and shirt, looked like any young boy, maybe more good-looking, but he fit the typical pattern of boys everywhere. Cindy felt radiant as they drove the short distance to the mall, where the theaters were located. There was no line, and they soon found themselves in the darkened theater. Taking seats in the very last row, Cindy pulled her son's hand to her lap, pressing his fingers into her cunt through her dress. She was not wearing panties, and her cunt burned at his hand through the thin dress. Her other hand fondled his cock inside his pants as they paid scant attention to the screen. Benny draped his arm around his mother's shoulders, sliding his hand into her blouse to cup and massage her firm tit. Cindy purred and leaned against him, working his cock into hardness with her hand and fingers.
Shaking with excitement, she opened his pants and pulled his cock out. It was dim in the theater, but she could see his cock in her hand. Squeezing it hard, she moved her fist up and down, jacking him.
"Put your hand under my skirt, honey," she whispered, spreading her legs and scooting her ass forward, bracing her knees on the seat ahead. No one was near enough to notice them, and the theater was only half full. When her son ran his hand up her thighs, she began to tingle with anticipation. He touched her cunt, and she gasped hotly, gripping his cock as hard as she could. "Oooooh, feel me up, Benny! Feel mother's hot cunt! Ahhh, that feels so good! Fingerfuck me, baby! Oh, yes, finger-fuck my pussy!"
Benny thrust his finger in and out of her cunt as she jerked up and down on his cock, making Cindy squirm and whimper softly. Muted moist sounds came from between her thighs. The heady scent of her overheated cunt wafted up to their nostrils. Her clit bulged outward, tight and pulsating. When her son smashed it with his thumb, his finger deep inside her cunt, Cindy came.
"Oh, feel it, honey! Feel me coming!"
Her pussy grabbed at his finger, sucking on it, contracting wetly while her orgasm rippled through her. Benny rubbed at her clit firmly until she calmed, then pulled his finger from her clasping cunt. Cindy took his wrist, bringing his fingers to her mouth, but Benny stopped her.
"My turn, Mom," he said, and licked at his fingers.
Cindy was delighted to watch him lick her pussy juices from his hand, and she began to pump his cock again. His prick was very hard, throbbing inside her fist. She lifted his balls out, fondling them, feeling the fullness, the heat with her palm.
"I want it in me," she moaned. "I want you to fuck me right here, in the theater."
"That's gonna be difficult, Mom," he said.
"That's what you think," she mewled, lifting and sliding onto his lap, her back at his chest. She spread her legs around his, fitting his stiff cock into her cunt easily. "See what I mean?"
His cock jerked inside her cunt, and Cindy's eyes filmed over with pleasure. She squirmed on his lap, and when her son wrapped his arms around her, one on her tit, the other under her dress and playing with her pussy hair, she began to bounce gently up and down, riding his cock. It was a struggle to keep quiet, but they managed.
"Open my blouse," she gasped. "Get my tits out, honey!"
Feverishly, his cock seared by the wet friction of his mother's cunt on his cock, Benny opened her blouse, pulling it wide, exposing both tits. Her nipples strained with hardness, and when he started pinching and twisting them, Cindy's hips rotated faster, making corkscrewing motions as she bounced her ass up and down. She was leaning forward, gripping the top of the seats in front of her, fighting to hold her breathing down. Slipping one hand off the seat, she grabbed her son's hot balls, twisting and pulling them, rubbing them into the hair of her pussy when she slammed onto the base of his cock.
"Oooooh, fuck that cunt, baby!" she whispered hoarsely. "Fuck me! Oh, fuck the piss out of me! Squeeze my tits ... pull my fucking tits, baby!"
Benny, his body stiff, dug hard at his mother's tits. She feverishly manipulated his balls, squeezing her creamy thighs against his. Her cunt held his cock wetly, sliding up and down, from base to swollen head. Her body shook with heated sensations, and she knew she was being noisy, but there wasn't anything she could do about it. Her emotions soared, and she was feeling intensely wicked to be fucking her son inside this darkened movie theater, with men and women only feet away from them.
"Oh, Mom!" Benny cried out, pushing her tits together. "Ohhh, Mom, your cunt is so hot, so fucking tight!"
"Ram it, baby, ram it!"
Cindy rested her forehead on the back of the seat in front of her, straining onto his cock with all her strength. It seemed as though a fire had started inside her cunt, between her legs, a fire that consumed her and him. She began to struggle for air, breathing hard and fast, her hips in constant motion. Through the squeezing compressions of her cunt, she felt her son's cock expand the way it did just before he came, and she shook her ass in a frenzy, grinding wantonly with his cock as deep as it could go. She crushed his balls in her hand, making gulping sounds as her own orgasm flared, shooting small fires outward from her cunt, along her smooth thighs to her knees.
"I'm about to come!" she moaned, much too loudly.
A few heads swiveled to see what the noise was all about, but Cindy and Benny were oblivious to all but the intensity of what they were feeling. With a low, throaty groan, she smashed onto his cock tightly, then the waving heat started, the contractions grabbing at his cock, sucking inward. Cindy swallowed a squeal of ecstasy, trembling on her son's lap as she came hard.
Benny, unable to take the tightening around his cock, ran his hands from her tits to her thighs, pulling them wide apart and pushing his cock upward, striving to go deeper. Cindy sat spread out on his cock, her skirt now around her waist, pushing her ass down hard, urging her son with the pulsations of her cunt to come, to shoot his hot juices up her pussy.
Benny groaned, but the action on the screen muffled it.
Cindy thrust one hand into her mouth to choke back the scream as she felt her son's cock gush rapidly into her cunt, splashing the satiny walls, filling her deliciously. His cock spurted and spurted, and her cunt rippled and sucked, both of them shaking violently, straining as hard as they could.
When Cindy slumped, all her muscles relaxed, and she felt as if she was melting, very weak. His cock deflated inside her cunt, and she rested against the seat, her legs splayed wide around his. Benny stroked her thighs and ass while they recovered, his hands tender and warm on her naked flesh. Cindy shuddered one final time, then slowly lifted her cunt off his cock. She moved into her seat, smoothing her skirt over her long thighs, and began to giggle like a school girl. Seeing him slumped, his cock and balls dangling, she pushed them into his pants, zipping him up.
Her cunt dripped his come juice, making her seat slippery wet.
"Do you want to watch the rest of the movie?" she whispered.
"I don't know what it's about."
"Well, we didn't come to see the movie anyway," she said, standing up. "Want to feel me up before we go? I have to warn you, though; my cunt is soaked in come juice."
She slipped in front of him, and Benny ran his hands up the back of her skirt, feeling her creamy ass and thighs. Cindy waggled her ass, then impishly pulled her skirt high, jutting her ass into her son's face. Benny didn't hesitate. He kissed the smooth flesh of her ass, licking at it a few times.
"Let's go," she said, pushing her skirt down. "I can't stand much of that before we start again."
CHAPTER TEN
When Benny entered the house, he stopped quickly.
His stepmother, Joyce, was sitting on the couch. Next to her was his mother. He looked at his mother, then at his stepmother.
"Hello, Benny," Joyce said in a low voice.
He glanced at his mother, confused to see his stepmother there.
"Joyce was passing by to meet your father up north," Cindy said, "and stopped to see you, Benny."
Joyce wore a denim skirt, pulled over her knees. Her legs were crossed, and Benny could not help looking under the skirt at her smooth thighs, remembering how those long legs locked about him, his cock buried in her fuzzy cunt while she bucked and churned, fucking him in a frenzy. His cock responded by swelling in his pants, and he turned to conceal it, not wanting his mother to see his interest in Joyce. But Cindy had seen, as had Joyce, who was smiling knowingly, rocking her foot.
"Benny, it's okay," Cindy said. "Joyce and I have been talking. I've learned a great deal. Don't be shy."
Benny stood with his hands cupped over his crotch, wondering what was going on. His mother had shown jealousy over Joyce, asking him not to fuck her anymore, and now was telling him not to be shy, to let his hard-on show.
"Your father has been ignoring Joyce, honey," Cindy said. "He's become wrapped up in his work again, as he did while married to me. Joyce is about to go out of her mind. You know what I mean, don't you?"
"I thought I could stop here and take you out to dinner, and then..." Joyce said.
"Anyway, I thought we could be together without your mother knowing, but it seems she already knows."
"You can fuck us both, honey," Cindy said. "Joyce and me, together. If you want us that way." '-
Benny didn't know what to say. He stood with his cock throbbing very hard in his pants, his hands hanging at his sides now, looking from one to the other. His mother and stepmother were smiling at him, their eyes steamy with desire. He believed his mother, that he could fuck them both, together, right now.
"It would be like those magazines, baby," Cindy said softly. "You know, where one man had two girls. I think you'd love having us both, Benny."
"I would," Joyce mewled throatily. "It's been a fantasy of mine for years, but I've never had the opportunity."
"Benny, I'd love to see you ... fuck your stepmother," Cindy moaned. "And she wants me to watch."
A faint blush crept over her pretty face, but as usual, it enhanced her desirability.
Cindy opened her blouse, letting her tits show. Joyce looked at them, then lifted her summer sweater over her head. Benny stared at them. The difference between his mother's firm, uptilted tits and his stepmother's almost pointed ones excited him.
"Aren't you going to show us what you have for us, Benny?" his stepmother asked, a teasing purr in her voice. "Your mother and I have something for you, something nice and tight and soft and wet and furry."
Cindy was trembling with surprising eagerness, her cunt bubbling between her long thighs. She felt somehow comfortable undressing with Joyce, her son watching them with his cock bulging in his pants. She slipped her skirt off, lifting her ass from the couch, dropping it on the floor. She sat naked, flushed with desire, as Joyce stood and unzipped her denim skirt, wiggling her compact ass to get it down. She wore skimpy panties, and had to peel them from her hips, turning them inside out. The crotch was drenched with her pussy juice, Cindy noticed. The thatch of soft pussy hair was not as thick as her own, and the puffy slit of Joyce's cunt could be seen clearly between the strands. Joyce was not as inhibited as Cindy, and using her fingers, she spread her cunt and her clit strained from the wet, soft slit. Her eyes glittered with readiness.
"Benny, take your fucking clothes off!" Cindy hissed, anticipating watching his cock slide into his stepmother's cunt.
Benny scrambled out of his clothes, eagerness flowing through his young body. He swiveled his eyes from the gently twisting hips of his stepmother to his mother, his cock raging with hardness, juice dripping from his piss-hole.
"Oh, God, I remember how that beautiful cock filled my cunt!" Joyce gasped, her eyes devouring his prick and balls. "Cindy, let me fuck him first! Please, it's been so long, I need it now!"
Cindy was agreeable. She wanted to see her son fucking his stepmother as much as she wanted him to fuck her. Her cunt was pulsating, seeping hot juices as she watched Joyce pull her son to the floor. Joyce lifted one leg high into the air, and her crotch came into view. Benny pushed his cock along the fiery slit of Joyce's cunt, rubbing at the hair-lined wetness, making his stepmother groan and strain her tits at him. Cindy watched with steamy eyes, her hand between her thighs, rubbing at her vibrating cunt.
"Shove it in her!" she moaned. "Baby, shove your cock up her cunt!"t
Joyce, with a squeal, ran her hand down and fitted the head of Benny's cock to her pussy. Benny eased forward, and his mother gasped as she watched the smooth head disappear into the tight cunt. She was excited by the way Joyce's cunt stretched around her son's cock, and her own pussy almost exploded as her son started fucking back and forth, running his cock into his stepmother's cunt from head to base, his balls smashing at her satiny ass. Joyce held her leg high, knowing that Cindy wanted to see, wiggling her ass to the rhythm of Benny's plunging cock.
Cindy dropped to the floor, crawling closer, her eyes burning between Joyce's thighs, watching her son fuck the gripping cunt. She saw Joyce's clit scraping the shaft of Benny's prick, and when she was close, she cupped his balls, feeling the satiny heat of Joyce's thigh on her arm and wrist. She leaned down, gazing at the way Joyce's cunt held Benny's stabbing cock. She was on her knees, her ass lifted in the air near Joyce's shoulders, and she made no complaint when she felt the woman stroking the back of her thigh, running her palm over the spreading cheeks of her ass. She held her son's balls, watching them fuck, breathing in quick panting gasps. The heady scent of Joyce's overheated cunt drifted to her nose, and she breathed it in hungrily.
Joyce was moaning as her ass churned and she felt the smooth flesh of Cindy's thighs and ass. She could see Cindy's cunt bulging between her thighs, and could not resist feeling it. Cindy gasped when she felt the soft hand of the woman on her cunt, but she pushed against it.
Benny, with his head lifted over his stepmother's shoulder, saw what Cindy was doing.
"Put your fingers in Mom's cunt, Joyce!" he urged in a thick voice. "I wanna see you finger fuck her cunt!"
Cindy, boiling, turned her ass closer to Joyce, whimpering with need. Spreading her knees wider, she waggled her ass. Joyce fingered the fiery slit, rubbing at the puffy lips and touching with feathery lightness the vibrating clit.
"Joyce, finger-fuck me!" Cindy cried out.
"Oh, yes!" Joyce responded with heat, thrusting a finger into Cindy's cunt, her thumb resting on the pucker of her ass-hole.
Cindy's face was almost in Joyce's crotch. She breathed in the excited scent of wet cunt and hard cock. Joyce thrust her hips back and forth to the plunges of Benny's cock, the juicy sounds adding to Cindy's ecstasy. The pink cunt clung to Benny's cock. Cindy had the wild urge to fling her legs over Joyce's face, and cram her cunt into that soft, full mouth, but she resisted it. And she felt the wild urge to lick at her son's cock as it went in and out of his stepmother's steamy cunt, to taste those pussy juices of another cunt, to see if they excited her as much as her own taste. She wanted to feel Joyce's pulsating clit between her lips, her tongue licking it. She wanted to bury her face into both those hot crotches, kiss and lick and suck them while they fucked so furiously.
Instead, she cried out, guided by erotic ecstasy.
"Up my ass-hole, Joyce! Push your finger up my ass-hole! Fingerfuck my cunt and ass-hole together!"
With a wild squeal, Joyce plunged her thumb into Cindy's crinkled ass-hole, and stabbed a finger into her dripping cunt and ass-hole together. Cindy cried out with the double penetration, and taking a deep breath, opened her lips and placed them over Joyce's bulging clit, sucking hard, her tongue licking, feeling her son's cock and balls smack her in the nose and eyes. She ran her free hand behind Joyce's wiggling ass, squeezing one cheek, still clinging to her son's balls with the other. She lapped and sucked greedily at Joyce's throbbing clit, tasting her juices.
"Ohhhh, Cindy!" Joyce gasped. "Lick me! Lick my cunt while Benny fucks it!"
Cindy sucked hard, her tongue swirling, her cunt on fire as Joyce's finger stabbed swiftly, her thumb stretched her ass-hole. She shook and waggled, sliding her tongue from Joyce's cunt along the shaft of her son's cock, licking up the fiery wetness with greed. She found the soft heat of Joyce's cunt to her liking, the soft hair very pleasant on her face.
Cindy lifted her smeared face, flashed her son a wanton grin. "I will, baby! I'll suck her hot cunt ... but when you come, you know what to do with your cock, don't you?"
He grunted a reply, ramming his cock swiftly into his stepmother's gripping pussy, his balls slapping his mother's nose as she began licking and sucking Joyce's clit once more.
Joyce knew what Cindy meant. "But I want it!" she gasped. "I want him to come in my cunt!"
Cindy didn't answer. Joyce's clit was swelling, expanding between her sucking lips and on her tongue. Knowing Joyce was about to come, she sucked as hard as she could, trusting her son to do what she wanted. Benny, ramming hard and swiftly into his stepmother's cunt, felt Joyce come before the scream ripped out of her throat. The contractions of her cunt grabbed his cock, almost so tight that he couldn't pull back. His balls were on fire, and he was about to spurt. With a quick jerk of his ass, his cock came free of the wet, hairy cunt of his stepmother, jerking up and banging against his mother's nose.
With a cry, Cindy lifted her face, opening her lips to close them around her son's cock. She got there just in time. The hot spurt of his come juice splashed down her throat, and she gulped it hungrily, her tongue flapping wildly over his piss-hole. Swallowing her son's come juice, the taste of Joyce's cunt on it, she strained her cunt and ass-hole onto the still-penetrating fingers, and began coming in a frenzy. Benny gasped over and over as he gushed into his mother's mouth, one hand rubbing rapidly at his stepmother's convulsing cunt. Joyce pounded her finger into Cindy's contracting cunt and squeezing ass-hole, all of them thrashing with ecstasy.
Benny rolled onto his back, his mother sitting up as Joyce removed her fingers from her cunt and ass-hole. Joyce sprawled, arms and legs flung wide apart, her pointing tits heaving up and down. It was five or more minutes before they said anything..
"I'm sorry, Joyce," Cindy said. "I wanted my son to come in my mouth. I know I'm selfish, but..."
"I understand," Joyce said, caressing the inside of Cindy's thigh. "I don't blame you. I just love to feel his cock squirt in me, too."
"I've never had my face in a cunt before," Cindy said, shyly. "I guess I became too excited."
Joyce sat up, running her hands through her hair. "Don't be bashful, Cindy. I loved the way you sucked me." She gazed with slitted eyes at Cindy, then at Benny. "Would you mind if I visited more often?"
Cindy hesitated a moment, then saw her son nodding his head.
"That would be wonderful, Joyce. I know Benny wants you ... and I can't deny him. I was wrong to be jealous. This was fun."
Joyce ran her palm along Cindy's thigh, fingering the soft hairs of her cunt, then cupped a tit. Cindy's nipple pressed between her fingers, and Cindy let out a low moan as Joyce ran her tongue around it.
"Are you gonna lick my mom's cunt, too, Joyce?" he asked.
It was Cindy that answered him. "You'd like that, Benny? Did it turn you on when I licked her?"
He nodded, his eyes big.
Cindy looked at Joyce, and Joyce nodded her head, running her tongue over her full lips in agreement.
"I think I'd like it, too," she whispered softly. "We just have to be careful that his father never finds out."
"He won't," Benny said. "Not from me."
"Nor from me," his mother said.
They ate a light early dinner, as comfortable with each other as if they had been close friends for years. Cindy realized she actually liked Joyce, as a friend and partner for her son and her. She held no bitterness toward the pretty woman because her ex-husband was married to her now. They had something in common more than fucking Benny.
"Benny can come in you," Cindy said as she and Joyce cleaned up the kitchen. "I understand how important it is to you. We can share him. I won't try to get it all, Joyce."
Benny, grinning happily, said, "Come-eaters, both of you."
His mother turned to him. "You bet your sweet young ass we are. Joyce and I will eat come juice with our cunts and mouths, as often as you can squirt it."
Joyce caressed Cindy's satiny ass, her other hand playfully pulling on Benny's cock.
"You love it up the ass, too, don't you, Cindy?"
Cindy giggled. "I guess you know that now."
Joyce ran her finger along the crack of Cindy's beautiful ass, fingering the pucker of her ass-hole lightly. She turned her hip slightly toward Benny, who squeezed her firm ass. Benny touched his stepmother's ass-hole, and Joyce trembled.
"Ohhhh, yes," she moaned. "I don't know if I'll like it, but I want to try it up my ass, too."
Cindy, playing with Joyce's pointed tits, murmured hotly, "And he can come in your ass-hole, Joyce, but sometimes I get it in my mouth."
"You and me both!" Joyce moaned, arching her ass to Benny as his finger moved into the tight ring. "Ohhh, yes ... Cindy, I want to suck your cunt when he fucks my ass now!"
"Let's do it!" Cindy cried.
In the kitchen, Cindy dropped to the floor, with Joyce spreading her long legs over her face. As Cindy held the satiny cheeks of her ass apart, watching her son easing his cock up that pink, tight ass-hole, she lifted her face, and began to suck at Joyce's dripping cunt, spreading her legs wide when she felt Joyce's tongue plunge into her cunt....
