It was Henry Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged for it is one of incest. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness-a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
MOTHER GOING DOWN-a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us-and the extremes to which it may drive us.
- The Publisher
Chapter One
It was the last day of school before summer vacation, and Miss Porter's history class stirred restlessly as they waited for the bell to ring. Miss Porter felt pretty restless herself. The tall shapely brunette caught herself eying the more attractive boys in the class, her gaze focusing on their crotches.
Really, Paula, she told herself, that's disgusting.
She was thirty-two years old, old enough to be the mother of these teenagers, so it was ridiculous of her to lust after them. Or to lust after anybody, for that matter. She was never going to get married. She was never going to have a relationship with a man, either. She'd tried that once, and it had ended in complete disaster.
No, she'd vowed never to have anything to do with men again, so why was she undressing these boys with her eyes? Just nervousness, probably. She had some pretty heavy business ahead of her today, as soon as classes let out. Glancing up at the clock, she saw that there was less than a minute before the bell. She closed the book she'd been reading aloud from and smiled at the class.
"Have a nice summer, all of you," she said. "Class is dismissed."
With whoops and yells and whistles, the teenagers thundered from the room, almost trampling Ray Morgan, the chemistry teacher, who was waiting just outside the door. Ray flattened himself against the wall and waited for the stampede to pass. Then he slipped into the room and stared at Paula Porter, who was gathering up her things and preparing to leave. Ray, a shy man in his late thirties, had a terrific letch for Paula but had never had the nerve to tell her so.
Now he was gathering his nerve. "Uh, Paula, could I talk to you for a second?" he said.
Paula flashed him an absent-minded smile. "I've got to rush to the airport, Ray," she said, "but you can walk me to the parking lot."
Ray was a nice guy, she thought, attractive in spite of his horn-rimmed glasses, but he was about as exciting as dishwater. And besides, there was no room for men in her life. A few times Ray had joined her for coffee in the cafeteria, and she'd enjoyed chatting with him, but that was all. Impatiently she wondered what he wanted now.
"I'm going to celebrate the start of vacation by eating out," he said. "Want to join me?"
"Oh, Ray, I wish I could," Paula lied, "but I'm expecting company from out of town. Maybe another time?"
"Sure, Paula, another time," Ray sighed.
He watched as she got in her car and drove off. He'd had such plans for the evening-a seductive dinner by candlelight, some dancing, then back to his place. He must have had a dozen jack-off fantasies this week about making it with the beautiful brunette history teacher. He kept imagining her naked in his bed, moaning in ecstasy as she took his stiff cock in her juicy burning cunt.
So it was just as well that she'd turned down his dinner invitation, because no way in hell was the rest of that stuff going to happen! Ray had to smile at himself as he thought about it. Everybody knew Paula Porter was a man-hater, so how in the world had he expected to get her into his bed? Still, he couldn't take his mind off her. He knew he wouldn't rest till he'd made some kind of progress with her.
Paula certainly wasn't aware of Ray's obsession with her as she drove to the airport. Her mind was on something completely different. She'd received a long-distance call the other day that still had her in shock. A visitor was on the way-her son. She'd been unmarried, pregnant, and desperate, and she'd given the boy up for adoption right after his birth.
Now, according to his adoptive parents, he was demanding to see his natural mother. Would Paula agree to have him visit for two weeks? Paula was stunned. She didn't really know what to say, but she'd muttered her agreement over the phone. And now she was meeting the boy at the airport. She had no idea what he looked like. She knew nothing about him except that he'd been named Vince.
As she drove Paula grimly recalled her affair with Vince's father, a handsome college athlete named Tony. She'd been so flattered when he paid attention to her, a young high school sophomore. She hadn't realized that Tony was just amusing himself over summer vacation. When fall came, he was off to college again, leaving her with a baby on the way. After that experience, she vowed never to have anything to do with men again, and so far she'd kept that vow.
She parked and hurried into the airport terminal. She was late, and Vince's plane had already arrived. They had agreed to meet under the big clock. Paula saw a young man standing there, and as she got closer she was stunned at how much he resembled Tony. There was no question in her mind who the boy was. Forcing a smile, she stroke up to him.
"Vince? I'm Paula," she said, extending a hand.
Vince ignored her hand and made a grab for her, pulling her into his arms. He was tall, taller than she was by a few inches, and very strong. He gave her a big hug and said huskily, "Hi, Mom."
Paula blushed right down to her toes. This was a small town, and everybody knew everybody else. Acquaintances were staring at her right now as the handsome dark-haired young man hugged her and called her Mom. She hadn't told anybody about the baby she'd had so long ago. She was going to have some explaining to do. But not right now. All she wanted to do was escape Vince's embrace. It was making her feel very strange.
She was being pressed against a male body for the first time in years, and it was arousing sensations which she thought she'd buried forever. She felt a sudden heat and swelling in her pussy, a sudden wetness. She felt Vince's semi-hard cock pressing against her belly, and hot cream spurted from her cunt and soaked into her panties. With horror she realized that she was getting the hots for her own son.
"Let's get your bags and get out of here, Vince," she said, wriggling out of his arms. "You must be tired after that long flight."
"Yeah, it'll be nice to relax," Vince said as he followed her to baggage claim.
As she discovered on the drive home, Vince wasn't at all bashful. He was outgoing, talkative, even flirtatious. She had no doubt that he was extremely popular at school-and with the girls. But she didn't need that flirtatiousness right now. She was having problems enough controlling her feelings. Something about the boy just turned her on like crazy.
And she knew what it was. He was the image of his father. In spite of what Tony had done to her, Paula always remembered him with excitement. He had been her only lover, the only guy she'd ever fucked, and now whenever she masturbated she relived their moments together. Often, when her lust built to uncontrollable proportions, she would play with herself, pretending that Tony was making love to her. And now here was his carbon copy, an affectionate and attractive boy who was very obviously attracted to her.
He made that clear by touching her at every opportunity. He set his hand on her waist as they walked up the front steps of her house, and he brushed against her as they walked in the door. Inside, he grabbed for her again, pulling her into another bear hug. Paula felt a wave of lust so powerful, it made her dizzy. She just had to get away from the kid for a few minutes so she could think straight.
"I bet you'd like a shower," she said. "I know I always feel grubby after a long trip."
"Yeah, that'd be great, Mom," Vince said. "Lead the way."
Paula showed him the guest room and the bathroom, and, when she heard the water running in the shower, she breathed a sigh of relief. Now maybe she could straighten out her thoughts and decide what to do. She had to keep Vince for two weeks. She'd agreed to that. The problem was to keep from being so turned on by him. How was she going to deal with that? She decided to go lie on her bed and think. As she headed for her room, she had to pass the bathroom. She didn't know what crazy impulse came over her, but suddenly she was kneeling and peering through the keyhole.
Vince was adjusting the temperature of the shower before stepping in, and she was naked. Paula's eyes focused helplessly and hungrily on his cock. It was a beauty, about seven inches long, very thick, and stiff as a board. Had Vince been thinking about his pretty mother as he took off his clothes? Or was he thinking about some girl back home that he had the hots for? His prick began to drool streams of glistening juice.
Paula barely stifled a moan of longing, and she jumped to her feet and hurried to her room. Closing the door, she flung herself onto the bed, her pussy burning with need. She hadn't felt this horny in years. And she hadn't been so turned on by a man since-well, yes, since Tony. Helplessly her thoughts drifted back over the years to the one and only lover in her life.
It had been a whirlwind seduction. Tony dazzled her, he was so handsome and charming and sophisticated. Paula had only just started to date, had hardly even been kissed, when Tony erupted into her life. By the second date she was going farther with him than she'd ever gone with a boy, and it was on their third date that she lost her cherry. Naturally that was an experience she'd never forget.
They'd been to a movie, and then they parked somewhere in the woods, a place that Tony had carefully searched out for privacy. They started kissing and caressing each other, and right away the young Paula felt horny out of her mind. Tony just did that to her. With other boys she could control herself, but with Tony she was helpless. He pushed her shirt up and unhooked her bra, and she didn't protest.
On their last date he'd insisted on seeing her tits, and she'd shown him. Now he wasn't asking permission. He just went ahead and bared her ripe large tits, which showed up gleaming and pale in the bright moonlight. Paula blushed but didn't struggle. Anything Tony wanted to do with her, he could do. She knew she wasn't going to resist him. His hot hands closed over her naked tits and began to squeeze gently, sensuously. She shivered with excitement.
"Like that?" Tony smiled. "Ummm-hmmm," Paula sighed.
Her parents hadn't really wanted her to go out with Tony. He was too old for her, they said. They warned her not to let him go too far. But Paula forgot everything they'd said as Tony rubbed his thumbs over her tender pink nipples and coaxed them into long stiff nubs. She was creaming like crazy, the hot sticky juice soaking through her panties and jeans. She'd never felt like this with a boy before. Tony's hands trailed down from her lust-swollen tits and touched the zipper of her jeans. She knew this was wrong, but she still didn't protest.
"I have to see all of you," he said hoarsely.
Paula nodded numbly. She felt like everything was out of her control, as if she couldn't say no to anything Tony wanted to do. He unzipped her jeans and drew them off, then her tiny bikini panties. He ogled her small, dark, triangular bush. Paula was blushing like crazy, because she'd never been naked with a boy before, but at the same time she felt dizzying excitement.
"Show me your pussy," Tony whispered, easing her down on her back.
Paula blushed even harder as he gently pushed her legs apart and stared at the moist pink flesh between them. Then, his eyes glued to her pussy, he began taking off his clothes. Paula's heart pounded. She knew how serious things were getting, and she realized that Tony intended to go all the way with her. At last her burning curiosity was going to be satisfied.
Tony's body was lean and hard, exciting to look at, but of course what mainly interested Paula was his cock. She'd never seen one before. He peeled off his shorts, and she gawked at the seven-inch slab of meat that stood straight up, hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on. Wonderingly she reached out to feel it, then hesitated and blushed. Tony gave a soft chuckle.
"Go ahead," he grinned, "it won't bite."
Eagerly Paula ran her fingers up and down his rigid prick. It was fun to touch-smooth, hard and hot. Tony shivered lustily as she explored his cock, and more thick juice bubbled from the cleft and ran down the swollen blue-veined shaft. Paula's pussy was burning and soaked. She wondered what it would be like when Tony stuck his big hard thing into her.
She knew the facts of life, but that didn't give her any real idea of what fucking was like. She and her girlfriends talked about it a lot, arguing about how big cocks were, whether it would be fun to take one, and so on. But none of them knew what they were talking about. Now Paula was about to find out the real facts -and she could hardly wait.
While she played with his cock, Tony slipped a hand between her legs and started playing with her pussy. It felt really good. He took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it gently but sensuously, and she gurgled and creamed a steady helpless river of hot sticky liquid. Even playing with herself didn't feel this good. Tony kneaded her clit faster and faster, till she was panting and whimpering with arousal. She felt like she could come in another second.
"Oooooo, Tony, ooooo!" she squealed.
"Want me to get you off?" he leered.
"Ooooooo, shit, yessss," Paula hissed, writhing with need.
"Okay, baby, I'll get you off," he growled, "but not with my fingers."
Then it was happening. He was crawling between her legs, his cock wagging stiffly and looking enormous to the inexperienced teenage girl. Paula knew what was about to happen, and she was breathless with excitement. Panting, Tony let himself down on her, and she felt the rock-hard head of his dick pressing roughly against the virgin mouth of her cunt.
"It might hurt a little," he warned her, "but not for long."
"Okay, Tony," she said in a scared little voice.
He wedged the head of his cock inside her cunt mouth, and it felt like a cannonball. Paula was terrified, but she didn't want to act like a baby, so she gritted her teeth and kept quiet. Tony started pushing into her slowly, savoring her exquisite virginal tightness, knowing perfectly well that he was the first guy ever to stick his cock into her. He'd selected a virgin on purpose for his summer fun.
"How does it feel?" he asked breathlessly.
"I don't know yet," Paula whimpered.
"It'll get better," Tony promised.
Ever so slowly he fed his hard throbbing cock into her tiny pussy hole. It was a good thing she'd been creaming so much, otherwise he would have torn her. Paula began to feel a strange excitement as that fat slab of meat crammed her twat and pulsated inside her. His shaft rubbed her swollen clit, and that felt great. Slowly but surely she was beginning to understand why people liked to fuck.
"There," Tony panted, "you got every inch of my cock. How does it feel now?"
"I like it," Paula said wonderingly.
"Good," he chuckled, "now I'll make you love it."
He slipped his hands, under her ass and cupped it as he began to piston his stiff prick in her tight but juicy cunt. Paula realized with wonder that she was being fucked, that she wasn't a virgin any more. She was a woman now, and this was what it felt like to be with a man. She clung to Tony, nibbling at his neck, clawing his shoulders, as her arousal grew. That sawing shaft felt so great on her joy button. She began to cream again, making Tony's fucking more slick and easy.
"I feel that, baby," he moaned, "I feel that nice hot juice."
Paula juiced more and more as she floated toward orgasm. She opened her legs wider, arched her body, and took his hammering cock as deep as she could get it. She began to gurgle and moan with pleasure. Her hungry little cunt expanded like elastic to take its first cock, and soon she wasn't feeling any pain at all. She just felt wild excitement as Tony fucked his cock faster and faster in her red-hot cunt.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, Tony, that's so good," she moaned.
"I knew you'd love it, baby," he leered.
Paula was hooked on fucking, and she knew it. As long as Tony wanted to fuck her, she'd let him. She lay there whimpering in ecstasy as his cock fucked her tiny cunt and forced out her molten juice. She felt the sizzling liquid running down over her ass crack and puddling beneath her. All she could think about now was coming. She felt like she would go crazy if she didn't get off pretty soon.
"Make me come, Tony," she sobbed.
"Sure, baby, I'll make you come," he growled.
He began to fuck into her with lightning speed, and her tall big-titted body shuddered with the impact. But she felt no fright or pain. She just felt delicious red-hot friction between her gripping cuntal walls and Tony's thick hammering cock. She sailed into orbit, her body exploding with pleasure. The explosion began deep down in her pussy and flamed out to engulf all of her.
"Oooooooo, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" she wailed.
Tony felt the tightest cunt he'd ever fucked getting even tighter. As Paula came, her twat sucked at his cock and squeezed it almost flat. "Ahhhhhh, fuckin' shit, aaaggghhhhh!" he roared, sizzling his come into her.
Remembering that moment years later, Paula felt aroused out of her mind. She still remembered vividly how great it had felt to take her first load of jizz. Her pussy burned and creamed as she relived that moment, and she knew she just had to play with herself to relieve her maddening lust. Vince was in the shower. She had time.
Panting, she unzipped her slacks and slid a hand down inside her panties. She touched her clit and found the little button erect, throbbing and soaked with cream. She began to rub it in a circular motion with her fingertip, and right away she felt hot blasts of pleasure. This was just what she needed, a quick beat-off to relieve her lust and tension.
"Mmmmmmmm, uuummmmmmm," she sighed, her eyes closing in ecstasy.
She forgot everything else as she rubbed her clit and brought herself to a fever pitch of arousal. She was so absorbed in her frantic need to come that she didn't hear the bedroom door softly opening. Vince stepped into the room, wearing only a towel, and stared at her. As he watched, his rising cock tented the towel.
"Ohhhhhh, God, yesssss," Paula moaned.
Chapter Two
Vince had been very impressed by his natural mother-so impressed that he had to jack off in the shower. When he'd demanded to meet Paula, he had no idea what kind of woman to expect. Probably some gray-haired middle-aged lady, he figured. So he was stunned when his real mother turned out to be a young brunette beauty.
From the moment they met at the airport he couldn't keep his eyes off her. She had a fantastic body, a lovely face. Vince tried to act cool, but it was impossible to keep his arousal under control. When Paula suggested he might want a shower, he grabbed the chance to be alone and jack off. His pretty mom had aroused him hotly.
He still felt hot for her when he finished showering, and he wondered if she was at all attracted to him. He decided to find out. He left the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel. If Paula was interested in him, he was sure she'd show it. And if she wasn't, the most she could do was get mad and tell him to go put on some clothes. But he didn't find her in the living room or the kitchen.
That left only her own bedroom. Maybe she was catching a nap while he showered. Vince quietly opened the door and stepped inside. For a moment he couldn't believe what he saw. Paula was there, all right, but she wasn't napping. She was masturbating, her eyes screwed shut in total ecstasy, her hand busy down inside her panties. Vince got an instant hard-on.
"Ohhhhh, God, yesssss," Paula moaned.
Vince was pretty experienced with girls and sex for a teen, but he'd never seen a woman beat off before. He found it wildly exciting.
He padded silently in his bare feet till he was close to the bed and could see better. He could just see the top of Paula's dark little bush. The rest was hidden by her hand and her panties. But he could tell from the motions of her hand what she was doing.
She was rubbing her stiff index finger up and down over her clit, giving herself hot stabs of pleasure. As Vince watched her do it, his tireless young cock gave a horny lurch and began to drip hot sticky cream. He could see how excited his mother was, and that meant that her cunt would be boiling hot and juicy. He thought how fantastic it would feel to cram his cock in there and get off.
It really was weird. In coming to see Paula for two weeks, Vince figured he'd be giving up sex. He'd be leaving behind his girlfriend Stacy and would have nobody to fuck, nobody to turn him on. Well, it sure hadn't turned out that way. His own mom turned him on more than any girl his own age, and he was thinking more about sex than he ever had. He was obsessed with the idea of fucking his beautiful mother.
"Unnnhhhhh, damn, it's so good," Paula moaned.
She had to be very close to climax by now.
Her face was flushed and contorted with lust, her voice hoarse. She was jerking her finger faster and faster over her hot little joy button. Vince fought the urge to throw himself onto her. Maybe she didn't feel like he did, maybe she'd be horrified at the idea of making it with him. If so, he could get his ass thrown out of her house and be sent home.
No, if he wanted to make it with her, he had to be patient. He had to wait till she wanted him. So he struggled to restrain his boiling lust as he watched her beating off. All of a sudden she stiffened for a second, gave a hoarse sob, and then her body began to buck and writhe. Vince's cock gave another urgent jerk as he realized she was coming.
"Unnnhhhh, yessss, ahhhhhhh!" she sobbed.
Vince was so absorbed in watching her come that he forgot to make his escape. As Paula came down from her climax, she gave a satisfied sigh and opened her eyes. Then she gasped. There was her teenage son standing not five feet away, watching her. He was wearing only a bath towel, and it was lewdly tented by his stiff cock.
"Vince, what are you doing in here?" she cried.
"Sorry, Mom," he smiled, "I just wanted to know where you were. I looked in to see if you were taking a nap."
"Oh, my God," Paula moaned. She whipped her cream-soaked hand out of her panties and pulled her slacks closed. She blushed furiously. Vince was politely telling her that he'd stood there and watched her beat off. No wonder he had a hard-on. Paula was an experienced teacher of adolescent boys, and she knew it didn't take much to make them horny. So Vince had to be horny out of his mind.
She didn't know just how horny. Looking at her lovely flushed face, watching her big thrusting tits rising and falling under her blouse, he knew he had to have her. He'd never rest till he'd made love to her. He decided to make his move right now, regardless of the risk. His balls felt ready to explode, and his cock was achingly stiff. And his mother was the most beautiful and alluring woman he'd ever known.
"Mom," he said hoarsely, "you don't have to play with yourself, not while I'm here. I'll help you out any time."
He dropped the towel.
"Vince," Paula gasped.
That was all she said for quite awhile. Her eyes locked helplessly on her son's stiff cock. The thick seven-incher lay flat against his belly, pointing at the ceiling, and it was oozing big hot bubbles of juice. It had been years since Paula had felt a nice stiff cock in her cunt, and all of a sudden she felt like she'd go crazy if she didn't have one again.
Even though she'd just brought herself off with her fingers, she craved that gorgeous hard cock that stood so tantalizingly close to her. But that cock belonged to her own son. No way in the world could she fuck her son. She could tell he was urgently horny for her, but she'd just have to reason with him. He didn't seem to understand about incest.
"Sit down, Vince," she said. "I think we better talk."
Well, at least she hadn't put him on the next plane home with a note telling his folks that he was a sex fiend. Vince sat down on the edge of the bed, not bothering to wrap himself in the towel again. Paula glanced uneasily at his stiff-standing cock, then blushed and looked away. Vince noticed that as she spoke, her eyes kept drifting back to his prick as if she just couldn't help herself.
"Vince, I know you only want to help, but it just isn't right for relatives to be lovers," Paula said gently. "It's against the law, for one thing."
"So what if nobody knows about it?" Vince argued. "We could keep it a secret and do whatever we wanted."
He was right, of course, but Paula wasn't going to tell him that. It was just too damned tempting to agree with him, to let herself go with him. She had many years' worth of lust stored up, and if she wasn't careful it would burst out like flood waters breaking a damn. She had to make Vince understand that his idea of a mother-son affair was out of the question.
"Vince, it's not just illegal, it's immoral," she said. "It just isn't right."
"Why not?" Vince said stubbornly. "If we both want it and it makes us feel good and nobody else is involved, then what's wrong with it?"
Paula felt dizzy and confused. She knew she was right, yet everything Vince said made sense. And she kept catching herself sneaking looks at his cock. She was fascinated with it. She still remembered vividly how great it had felt when she fucked his father. In the years since then, sometimes she'd needed to be fucked so badly, she felt half crazy. But she'd never been seriously tempted by a man till now.
"No, Vince," she said weakly, "forget it. It just isn't right, and that's all I have to say on the subject. Now I want you to go get dressed, and I'll start dinner."
Vince realized that if he didn't change her mind right now, he never would. "No, Mom," he said firmly, "I'm not leaving till you help me out. I offered to help you, remember? I need to get off really bad."
Paula could see that. His young cock was so engorged that the blue veins stood out on his shaft. Thick streams of juice dribbled from his piss hole. His lightly-thatched balls were hugely swollen. She knew how urgently horny he was feeling. She felt that way herself. Maybe if she got him off, he'd come back to his senses and be able to think about other things.
"All right, Vince," she sighed, "I'll get you off, but just this once."
"Terrific," he grinned, lying down beside her and reaching for the buttons of her blouse.
"What are you doing?" she demanded.
"I just wanta look," he said.
He was persistent, just like his father. He proceeded to open her blouse and stare at her large ripe tits, which seemed ready to pop from her lacy bra. Paula knew she ought to stop him, but she just didn't have the energy for another argument. She'd just jack him off fast and get it over with. With trembling fingers she reached out and fisted his cock.
"Ahhhhhhh, yeah," he sighed.
Paula felt a dizzying rush of excitement as she touched a cock for the first time in years. She'd always loved playing with Tony's cock, and she'd jack him off time and time again. She found she hadn't lost her touch or her hot attraction to cocks. She began to pump Vince's smooth hard prick, immediately going into a good steady rhythm.
Vince gave a lusty shiver and said, "Yeah, Mom, that feels great."
It would feel even greater to cram his nearly-exploding prick into her juicy hot cunt, but he knew she wasn't ready for that. He'd have to go slowly and patiently if he wanted to fuck her, and it might not happen today or even tomorrow. But he'd make it happen, somehow, before his visit was over. And meanwhile he had already made progress.
His mother's fingers were hot and eager around his prick. She pumped his meat like she knew just what she was doing. Vince sighed and shivered with pleasure. He reached around her and found the catch of her bra. In a few seconds he had it open and was pushing the lacy garment up out of the way. As he set eyes on her naked tits, he almost came.
"Oh, wow, fantastic!'" he cried. "You've got nicer tits than a centerfold, Mom."
Paula didn't say anything, just blushed furiously. The boy had no business removing her bra and staring at her tits-but then she had no business jacking him off, either. She could feel his hot breath on her sensitive breasts as he leaned forward for a better look. To her embarrassment, her large pink nipples responded, growing into long stiff buds. Vince dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and began licking the throbbing cones.
"Ohhhhhh, God," Paula gasped.
She shouldn't let him do it, she knew that. But she was so starved for sex, and Vince turned her on so wildly. He looked so much like Tony, it as like she'd been transported back in time and was still under Tony's spell. Her pussy grew flaming hot and soaking wet as the boy swirled his hot juicy tongue over her ultrasensitive nipples. As her excitement mounted, she pumped his throbbing prick faster and faster.
"Yeah, Mom, get me off," he moaned.
He caught her left nipple between his lips and started sucking it. Paula groaned and rubbed her thighs together hard, trying to get some relief for the fiery need in her soaked pussy. She thought how marvelous it would be to guide Vince's rock-hard cock into her cunt and let him fuck away. She knew she would come like crazy. But of course she wasn't going to do that. She wasn't going to be guilty of incest.
Still it was dangerous even to think about fucking him, and she felt her self-control slipping away as she pumped his cock and he sucked loudly on her nipples. She had to get him off fast and get away from him so she could think straight. Urgently she ran her hand up to the creaming head of his prick and smeared the thick juice over her palm and fingers. Now her pumping was very slick and fast.
"Awwww, shit, yeah," Vince groaned in ecstasy.
He couldn't concentrate on anything else now but getting off. He rolled onto his back, and Paula crouched beside him as she masturbated him. His face was flushed, and his eyes rolled shut as he hurtled toward that urgently needed orgasm. He began fucking her fist, spinning out of control, and she knew he was only seconds away from shooting his load.
"Ahhhhh, fantastic, unnnhhhhhh!" he cried.
Paula's thoughts were getting wild and uncontrollable. Her cunt was on fire with the need for a stiff hammering cock, and she thought how easy it would be just to swing a leg over Vince's supine body and impale herself on his steel-hard prick. But she pushed that outrageous idea from her mind and went on pumping his violently throbbing cock.
His jizz spurted high in the air, and he fucked furiously at Paula's fist. She almost came herself as she watched that prick shooting come-cream and felt his cock convulsing in her hand. Blissfully she moaned and writhed and bucked, coming for a very long time before he finally went still. He gave a contented sigh, then opened his eyes and looked at Paula with a grin.
"Thanks, Mom, I needed that," he said.
Paula dropped his prick like it was a hot potato. "Well, it won't happen again," she said sternly. "Now you go get dressed, young man, and we'll forget all about this."
"Not yet, Mom," Vince leered, "I haven't gotten you off yet."
"I don't want-Vince, no," Paula gasped as the boy grabbed her slacks and started pulling them down.
It all happened so fast, and he'd caught her off guard. The next thing she knew, he was pulling her slacks off and tossing them aside. She squealed in alarm and held tight to her panties, but Vince simply wriggled a finger under the crotch and touched the scorching wet flesh of her naked pussy. Paula almost yelped with lust. It had been so long since a man touched her down there. Far too long, she realized now. She was in danger of losing control of herself completely.
"Vince, stop that," she snapped. "Take your hand away this instant."
"Aw, come on, Mom, what's the big deal?" he crooned, caressing her cream-soaked slit. "You got me off, and now I'll get you off. It'll just take a second. And I can tell you really need it. You're all wet down here."
Again Paula felt dizzy and confused. She was achingly horny, dying to get off, and she was so tempted to let Vince use his fingers on her and make her come. Then maybe she could think clearly again. Like he said, she'd done the same to him, so what was the big deal? She felt him slipping off her panties, and she didn't argue. Nothing seemed to matter just then but satisfying the maddening lust she felt.
"That's it, just relax," Vince crooned.
She was totally naked now, and the horny boy hungrily studied her ripe mature body. She turned him on like no young girl ever had. He had to prove to her that he could make love as well as any grown man. Then maybe she'd drop her defenses and they could go all the way. Luckily he'd done a lot of dating, and the girls hadn't been shy about showing him what they liked to have done to them.
He slid a stiff finger over her clit, and she shivered and gave a low hoarse moan. He'd pressed the magic button, all right, the place where every normal woman adored to be played with. He took her pea-size joy button between thumb and forefinger and started kneading it, and Paula gave a helpless gurgle of lust. She creamed hard, soaking his hand.
"Yeah, I know this feels great to you," Vince said softly. "I'll just keep doing it till you come. Relax and enjoy."
His voice was hypnotic to the lust-crazed woman. Paula didn't care about a damned thing at that moment except coming. She had to come or go crazy with need. So she closed her eyes and gave herself up to him. His kneading fingers gave her jolt after jolt of delicious sensation, and she creamed steadily, the molten liquid overflowing her cunt and gushing down the crack of her ass.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, yesssss, yes," she moaned.
Vince congratulated himself on getting her to go this far. She was relaxing, letting him get her off. He knew it wasn't easy for her. She was a respectable middle-class woman, a teacher, and she seemed to have something against men, too. So his progress was excellent for just a few hours. Still he couldn't help wishing he could go even farther.
There right before his eyes was the juice-seeping mouth of her cunt, a tiny inviting hole where he ached to stick his cock. He knew he'd be making a big mistake to try it now. But at least he could use his finger to find out what it was like in there. With one hand he kept up his steady kneading of her throbbing joy button. With his free hand he reached lower, then eased his stiff middle finger up his mother's cunt.
"Ooooooooo, unnnhhhhhh," Paula sobbed.
It felt so great to have something stiff in her twat, even if it was just a finger. She creamed furiously as Vince began to fuck his finger in her steaming little pussy hole. Her cunt was very tight after not being used for so long, and Vince was pleasantly surprised. More than ever he longed to cram his tireless young prick into her. But he restrained himself, finger-fucking her instead.
"Ohhhhhh, my God, ohhhhh," Paula sobbed.
She was still a little uptight about letting him know how turned on she was, but Vince knew she was on the verge of coming. And he intended to bring her off like crazy. He stimulated her clit and cunt at the same time, doubling her excitement. He kneaded her slick throbbing joy button, and he pistoned his stiff finger in her cunt like a miniature cock. That did the job.
"Ohhhhhh, Vince, you're making me come!" Paula wailed.
Her big-titted body shook violently, and Vince felt his hands drenched with her spurting come. She came much harder than any young girl he'd ever been out with. Her body bucked and writhed so much that he couldn't keep his hands on target. He drew back and watched her come, his cock swelling and weaving stiffly. The first thing Paula saw when she opened her eyes again was her son's stiff cock.
"Vince," she said hoarsely, almost overcome with need.
Vince saw how tempted she was, and he grabbed the chance, starting to crawl between her legs, already imagining how great it was going to feel when he fucked his cock into her.
At that moment the doorbell rang.
Chapter Three
Paula wriggled past Vince, leaped off the bed, and fumbled into a robe. Vince didn't move as fast. He just lay there cursing his luck for a few moments, then got up and dressed. He hoped the visitor wouldn't stay long. He wanted to get back to the exciting business of seducing his new-found mother.
Meanwhile Paula opened the front door and was surprised to see Ray Morgan standing there. "Why, Ray," she exclaimed, "what are you doing here?"
"I have to talk to you, Paula," he said anxiously. "I just heard the strangest rumor, and I had to see if you're all right."
Wondering what he was talking about, Paula let him in. Just then Vince strolled into the room, looking hostile. "Vince, meet Ray Morgan," Paula said.
The two nodded at each other, and Paula saw a strange look on Ray's face. "Paula," he said, "I was told you were seen at the airport with a teenage boy who called you Mom. I'd really like to know what's going on. Not that it's any of my business, but I'm just concerned about you."
Paula had to laugh. Gossip certainly traveled fast in their little town. But at the same time she found herself looking at Ray Morgan in a new way. Obviously the man was concerned about her, and she knew he was attracted to her. Maybe she should start encouraging him. She needed a lover her own age, somebody to take her mind off Vince. As she replied to Ray's question, she gave him a warm smile.
"The gossip is right for once, Ray," she said. "This is my son Vince, and he's here for a two-week visit. You see, I had Vince when I was just a kid, and I couldn't keep him. I gave him up for adoption. This is the first time we've met."
Ray blushed hotly. "Oh, Paula, I'm so sorry I butted in on your reunion," he said. "I'll leave right now. Nice to have met you, Vince."
Vince didn't look as if the feeling was mutual. He just kept glaring at Ray, obviously impatient for him to leave. But Paula wanted him to stay. She dreaded being alone with her son, because she knew now that she couldn't control her lust for him. And she was just beginning to realize what a good man Ray was. She was sorry she'd been so cold to him in the past. He might be the answer to all her needs.
"Ray, you don't have to rush off," she said. "Stay and have a drink."
"No, I couldn't do that, Paula," Ray sighed. "You two obviously have a lot to talk about. See you later."
As he reached the door, he turned and gave her one last look, his eyes sweeping hungrily over her shapely body. In that moment Paula knew he had the hots for her. He was such a gentleman, he'd tried to hide it, but now she knew she could have him in bed any time she wanted. She felt her pussy begin to heat and moisten. But too late-Ray closed the door and was gone.
"Is he your boyfriend?" Vince demanded.
"No," Paula sighed, "but some day he might be. Listen, Vince, we have to forget what just happened between us. I don't know what came over me."
"I do," Vince leered. "You were horny."
"Vince, don't talk like that," Paula scolded.
"Why not?" he grinned. "It's the truth. We wanted each other. What's wrong with that?"
"I don't want to discuss it," Paula said, turning and heading for the kitchen. "I'm going to start dinner."
She didn't get far. Only a few steps, and then Vince caught up with her. He scooped her into his arms and carried her back to the bedroom. Paula made feeble efforts at resisting him, but she knew she wasn't going to put up much of a fight. She needed a man too badly, even if he was her own son. Vince set her down on the bed and untied the belt of her robe. He opened the robe and looked hungrily at her luscious naked body.
"I'm not finished with you yet, Mom," he said. "I had a hard-on when that Ray guy showed up. I still have it."
And to prove it, he quickly undressed. Paula sat up, shrugging off her robe, and felt dizzyingly horny as she studied his lean naked body. His prick was stiff as a board and leaking glistening globs of cream. At the sight of it, she began to cream herself, and her pussy swelled and heated to the boiling point. No question about it, she desperately needed a lover.
But was she desperate enough to go all the way with her own son? Paula still didn't have the answer to that one as she watched Vince shed his shorts and crawl onto the bed. She ached to be fucked, she knew that much. But she felt strong resistance to incest. Suddenly she thought of a way to postpone her decision and satisfy Vince at the same time.
"Vince, dear," she purred, "why don't you let me go down on you?"
Vince bought it. He'd had a little sexual experience, and he was even fucking his steady girlfriend, but he'd never gotten a girl to give him a blow job. He was obsessed with the idea, and he was sure that his mother, a grownup woman, would be very good at giving head. He flopped onto his back and looked expectantly at Paula.
"Sure, Mom, that'd be great," he said.
Paula breathed a sigh of relief. This would buy her some time before she had to decide about fucking him. She knelt beside the handsome dark-haired kid, who so much resembled his father, and as she reached for his cock she remembered how Tony had taught her all about oral sex. They'd fucked like bunnies all summer, but there'd been plenty of time for licking and sucking, too.
She shivered with excitement as she recalled those times. She curled her fingers around Vince's cock and found it hard, smooth and hot. It was just like being back with Tony again. She began to pump his throbbing dick, and he shivered happily at her touch. More hot cream bubbled up from his piss hole and trickled down the blue-veined shaft of his cock. Paula pumped his meat in a firm steady rhythm, and to the excited boy it was a thousand times better than doing it himself.
"Ahhhhhhh, yeah, that feels great," he sighed.
Fucking could come later-and he was sure it would. Right now he was really getting off on having his mother take care of him. First she'd use her fingers, then her tongue, then her mouth. Vince was practically coming just thinking about it. It was especially exciting that his own mother was doing it to him. He ogled her quivering tits and stiff prink nipples.
Paula could barely contain her lust. Once again she thought how simple it would be just to mount the boy and cram his steel-hard cock into her cunt. Naturally Vince wouldn't protest. He'd already tried to fuck her once, just before Ray's arrival interrupted their love-making. Yes, it would be so simple and easy to get what she wanted.
But she wasn't going to do it. Although she had sixteen sexless years to make up for, she still wasn't desperate enough to commit incest. She just wanted to get Vince off, get his mind off sex for a few hours, so she could think what to do. Now she dipped her head down, fanning his fat purple cock head with her hot moist breath. Vince shivered in lusty anticipation. He saw her little wet tongue flash out, and then there was a delicious sensation on his cock head as she began to lick his meat.
"Oh, wow, yeah," he gasped, "that's fantastic, Mom."
Paula swirled her slick little tongue around and around the engorged head of his prick. She drooled all over the hot bulb. She was tasting cock juice for the first time since she was a girl, and she hadn't lost her taste for it. If anything, she loved it even more. Greedily she tongue up glob after glob of her son's salty cream and ate it.
"Mmmmmmm, mmmmmm," she moaned.
Vince watched her in lusty fascination. If this was giving head, he could never get enough of it, not if he lived to be a hundred. His mom's slippery hot tongue felt fantastically good on the sensitive head of his cock, and the more she licked, the more he creamed. He could feel her hot saliva bathing his prick as she drooled onto the swollen head. He could tell that she genuinely loved the taste of his cream.
Paula had no intention of stopping till she'd tasted and swallowed every last drop of his delicious juice. She cleaned the head of his prick with her greedy swirling tongue. Then she darted the pointed tip into his piss hole and scooped out more of the hot liquid. She reamed his piss hole, making him moan and writhe. Still she wanted more of his cream-and she knew just how to get it.
She began licking her way down his rigid blue-veined shaft, lathering every inch of it with her hot spit. Vince watched with lust-glazed eyes, getting aroused out of his mind as his beautiful mother licked his meat all over.
She didn't miss a spot. She took her time, too, and when she reached the base of his prick she didn't stop. She just went right on to his balls, lathering them with her hot spit.
"Oh, shit, yeah," Vince gasped.
Now she was doing the same number on his balls, taking her time, wetting every inch with hot spit. She tongued into all the hot crannies. She didn't miss anything. And then she was tonguing even deeper between his legs. Vince damned near shot his load into the air when he felt her scorching tongue lathering the wrinkled mouth of his asshole.
"Oh, Christ, too much," he groaned.
This was a special naughty trick Tony had taught her long ago, and now she was trying it on their son-which made it even more kinky to Paula. She lathered his puckered shitter with her steaming saliva, and then she wriggled the pointed tip of her tongue inside the pungent hole. Vince moaned, a long hoarse cry of ecstasy. Slowly, sensuously, Paula eased her juicy hot tongue up his ass.
He couldn't help it. He began to come like crazy. Paula felt the hot gobs of jizz landing on her back after their high arc into the air. Vince was writhing and yelping, completely out of control. But Paula managed to keep her tongue buried deep in his ass, and as he began to come down from his helpless orgasm, she began to tongue-fuck his shitter, jerking the slippery meat hard and fast.
"Oh, Christ," Vince moaned.
He hadn't expected oral sex to be this fantastic. This was beyond his wildest dreams. His mother had made him come by sticking her tongue up his asshole, and now she was getting him hard again instantly. Her juicy tongue reamed his shitter, giving him exquisite sensations, and he felt his tireless teenage prick swelling and rising. In seconds it was as swollen and stiff as ever.
After Paula had thoroughly reamed his asshole, she licked her way back over his balls and up the violently throbbing shaft of his cock. Vince shivered and panted as she reached the sensitive tip of his cock and gobbled up a fresh supply of salty cream. Then she opened her lips wide and brought them down around his prick, and he gave another sustained hoarse moan.
"Oh, Jesus, yeah," he cried, "suck my cock, Mom."
Fisting the base of his prick, Paula stuffed the rest into her hungry mouth. She drew in her cheeks sharply and began to suck. It was a powerful vacuum action, and it suctioned the cream right out of his piss hole. She rolled the hot juice around in her mouth for a moment, savoring it, then gulped it down and sucked for more. Vince found it wildly arousing.
"Shit, yeah, do it to me," he cried, "I wanta come in your mouth, Mom!"
That just happened to be Paula's goal, too. She drooled heavily onto his throbbing prick as she thought of getting a whole steaming mouthful of his jizz. She sucked hard and fast, greedy for his come. She made an obscene slurping noise that filled the room and added to Vince's crazy arousal. Her mouth was juicy and scorching around his prick, and she was applying more pressure by the second, practically sucking the come from his balls. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer.
Still he tried. He gritted his teeth and tried to hold back the explosive orgasm that threatened to shake his body at any moment. He wanted to make this scene last. It was his very first experience with oral sex, and it was his very own mother who was going down on him. He wanted to memorize every detail. It was going to make a fantastic jack-off dream when he got home. Definitely it was an experience he never wanted to forget.
"Suck my cock, Mom, suck hard," he panted.
Paula was drooling steadily now as she labored to get a mouthful of her son's steaming jism. His prick was swollen almost to bursting, and it was throbbing violently on her tongue. She knew he had to be right on the verge of coming, yet he seemed to be holding himself back. No doubt he was savoring the action, wanting it to last as long as possible. But Paula wanted it to be over with. She was starved for his cream.
Well, she knew how to get it. She knew something he just wouldn't be able to resist. Still sucking hard and noisily on his cock, she popped her little finger up his asshole and began to jerk it in and out of the sensitive hot hole. Vince let out a yelp of surprise and then began to come helplessly.
"Ahhhhh, fuckin' shit, awwwwww!" he bawled.
"Ummmmmm, uuummmmmm!" Paula moaned.
At last she was tasting her son's come. She let it collect till her cheeks bulged and the hot cream was spurting from the corners of her lips. When she couldn't hold any more, she gulped it down, gurgling and moaning. Vince was fucking hard at her mouth, feeding her load after load of his salty jizz. Paula eagerly swallowed it as fast as she could get it.
"Eat it, Mom, eat my come!" the boy moaned.
He'd never forget the sight of his gorgeous mother gobbling up his cream. But like all good things, it finally came to an end. He felt like he'd shot ten years' worth of jizz by the time he collapsed and tried to catch his breath. Paula let his prick slip from her mouth, and then she licked her lips to get the last drops of his come.
"There," she said, "that ought to hold you for a while."
It really should have, but Vince couldn't get enough of his sexy mother. "Just a second, Mom," he leered, "aren't you forgetting something? You got me off, but I didn't get you off. I know a way you'd really like, too."
Before Paula could answer, he'd tipped her onto her back and was spreading her legs. Although he'd never gotten his girlfriend Stacy to go down on him, she wasn't at all shy about him going down on her. She'd shown him everything she liked, and he'd become an expert at getting her off with his mouth and tongue. Now he was going to use his experience on Paula-and he hoped to hell she'd be impressed.
She stared in amazement as he crawled between her legs and folded back the dark-furred lips of her pussy. She knew he wasn't going to fuck her. He couldn't, not after coming violently two times in a row. Even teenage boys had to rest sometimes. But what was he up to? She soon found out. Coming even closer to her juicy red slit, Vince stuck out his tongue and started licking the swollen flesh.
"Ohhhhhhh, God, ohhhhhhh," Paula moaned.
This was something she absolutely couldn't resist. Whenever Tony had gone down on her, she was in heaven, unable to think of anything else but the marvelous sensations he gave her. And it was the same with his son. Vince's hot wet tongue was all over her sizzling gash, licking and whipping and teasing. She surrendered to him completely, keeping her legs bent and wide open. She creamed steadily and uncontrollably, and Vince noisily gobbled up the tangy liquid.
"You like this, Mom?" he said.
Paula was too turned-on to lie. "Yes, baby, I love it," she answered hoarsely.
Vince swelled with pride. It was something to make a beautiful adult woman so aroused. He lathered her tangy-tasting pussy with his hot spit, soaking every inch of it, and then he began to concentrate on the most sensitive and sexy-feeling spot of all, her small erect joy button. As he rimmed it with the stiff tip of his tongue, Paula completely lost control of herself.
"Suck me, baby," she begged, "suck me right there."
It was something Tony used to do to her, and she'd never needed it more. Luckily it was a trick Vince knew, too. Instantly he jammed his lips onto her violently throbbing clit and began to suck. Hot blasts of pleasure ripped through her pussy. Paula closed her eyes in ecstasy and clawed the bed as her son sucked her closer and closer to orgasm.
"Oooooo, yes, honey, yesssss!" she gasped.
She wondered how she'd survived so many years without sex. It was a miracle she hadn't gone crazy. Because right now she couldn't think of anything else but her frantic need to get off. Vince sucked her clit noisily, and she soaked his face with heavy helpless bursts of cream. She arched her body, shoving her clit even farther between his sucking lips.
"Unnnhhhh, that's it, darling, I'm almost there," she sobbed.
In some dim corner of her mind she knew how wrong it was to be doing this with her own teenage son. But that was nothing compared to the burning lust she felt, the overpowering need to come. Sobbing, clawing the bed, she kept her throbbing joy button firmly shoved against Vince's kneading lips. Her pussy grew hot as fire against his face.
Vince sucked hard and fast, knowing his beautiful mom was desperate to come. He knew he had complete power over her in this moment, and that excited him hotly. When he figured she was right on the edge, he shoved his hands under her ass and cupped the firm little globes, holding her writhing pelvis still. He gave one more long hot suck, and Paula screamed. Her big-titted body began to convulse violently.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, you did it, I'm coming!" she wailed.
She came a lot harder than Stacy ever did. In fact she was out of control, too much for him to hold. He drew back out of the way of her thrashing body and watched her come. It made him proud that he could do this for her. He just hoped she was impressed and that she'd be wanting more.
"Unnnnhhhh, God, so damned good," she whimpered.
Finally she was coming down from her body-racking climax, and she opened her eyes and saw her son watching her. She blushed furiously. Vince knew what was going through her mind, and he decided to give her a break. All this mother-son sex had to be blowing her middle-class mind.
"Okay, Mom, since you're so anxious to start dinner, go ahead," he smiled. "Later we can pick up where we left off."
Chapter Four
During dinner Vince could see that Paula was feeling worried and guilty about what they'd been doing, and he decided to go easy on her for awhile. He was going to be with her for two weeks, so there was no point in rushing things. Sooner or later he'd get his way, he figured, if he just played his cards right.
Paula was grateful that he didn't come on to her any more that evening. She felt badly enough already, and she needed time to think.
They spent the evening in front of the TV, with snacks and occasional talk, just like a normal family. Paula found it very pleasant. But when she finally got to bed, it was another story. Her lust was still there, as strong as ever.
She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. Over and over she replayed her scenes with Vince, all the wicked and exciting things they'd done together, and as she recalled these things her pussy got hot as fire. She couldn't go on kidding herself-she was insanely attracted to her own son, and she couldn't resist him when he came on to her. So there was only one thing to do-send Vince home at once.
Paula resolved to do that the very next day. She'd think of some excuse to tell his adoptive parents, and she'd ship him out on the earliest plane. That would end all danger of incest. It was the only sensible thing to do. But meanwhile she had to get through the night. Her pussy burned with need, and all she could think of was her son's handsome stiff cock and how available it was.
It would be so easy to take care of her nagging lust. All she had to do was walk into Vince's room. He'd be more than happy to take care of her, as he'd already made clear. In just a minute or two she could have a stiff throbbing cock reaming her starved little cunt, easing the burden of the years without a man. Paula almost sobbed with longing as she fantasized doing this.
But of course it was out of the question, and if she wanted to ease her lust, she'd just have to do it with her own fingers. It wouldn't be nearly as good as the real thing, but at least it wouldn't make her feet guilty. She kicked back the covers, pulled up her nightgown, and slid her stiff middle finger over her throbbing clit. She began to rub the juice-slick bud, giving herself delicious rushes of pleasure.
"Mmmmmm, yesssss," she sighed.
While Paula masturbated, her son lay tossing and turning in his bed just one room away. Vince had managed to keep his resolve and hadn't come on to his mother all evening, but now he was paying for it. Just like Paula, he was replaying everything they'd done together and getting horny out of his mind. His aching swollen cock tented the blankets, and his balls throbbed with their steaming load of jizz.
Then he thought he heard a sound from his mother's room, and he pressed his ear to the wall. He heard steady, low sighs of pleasure, and he guessed that Paula was beating off. Naturally that did nothing to cool his lust. He forgot all his good resolutions, slipped out of bed, and tiptoed out of his room. He dropped to his knees and looked through the keyhole into Paula's bedroom.
Sure enough, she was playing with herself. She had a dim bedside lamp on, and there was a magazine tossed on the floor, as if she'd given up trying to read and just had to take care of her horniness. She had her nightgown pulled up to her waist, and she was rubbing her middle finger stiffly over her clit. Vince's cock gave a lusty lurch and almost tore its way out of his pajamas. Hot sticky juice leaked from his piss hole as he watched his mom playing with herself. Her nice big tits were rising and falling quickly, and he could hear her whimpering with pleasure.
"Oooooo, yes, do it to me," she moaned.
She was fantasizing about somebody-maybe Vince? The boy shivered with excitement. If his mother was fantasizing about him, he sure wanted to make her dream come true. As quietly as he could, he turned the doorknob and eased the door a little way open. Paula didn't notice. She had her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy as she whipped her finger faster and faster over her throbbing clit and brought herself to the brink of orgasm.
"Oh, God, yes, I love it," she moaned.
She was having a helpless fantasy, in which she was being fucked by a handsome dark-haired young man-only sometimes he was Tony and sometimes he was Vince. The face kept changing, sometimes looking like both father and son at the same time. Paula could almost feel that steel-stiff cock hammering in her cunt, and she sobbed with bliss.
"Ohhhhhh, yes, baby, make me come," she moaned, "I'm almost there."
Her massaging finger felt great on her lust-engorged clit, but it still wasn't quite the sensation she craved. She wanted something big and hard inside her seething pussy hole. Frantically she crammed her finger up her cunt and began to jerk it in a cock-like motion. It felt good, but it wasn't at all like the real thing. She tried two fingers in her cunt, and that was better, but still not enough.
"Ahhhhhh, God, yesssss," she sobbed as she stuffed three bunched fingers up her twat.
Vince almost moaned right along with her, he was getting so turned on. He could tell why his pretty mom was stuffing three fingers into herself-they'd be just the thickness of a cock. But why should she settle for imitations? Vince's rigid young prick was right there, ready for action. If she wanted a cock so bad, he'd give it to her.
Silently Vince took off his pajamas. Paula was plunging her three bunched fingers furiously in and out of her starved cunt, making an obscene sucking noise that Vince could hear all the way across the room. It drove him wild. It told him how juicy her cunt was, how heavily she was creaming as she finger-fucked herself. He could hardly wait to cram his engorged prick into that molten little hole, and, naked, he padded silently across the room till he was standing right by the bed.
"Unnnnhhhhh, yes, do it to me, fuck me," Paula was panting.
She still had her eyes tightly closed, and her pretty face was twisted into a lusty grimace. She had her legs widely parted, and Vince stood there and watched her plunge her fingers in and out of her cunt. Her fingers dripped with her helplessly gushing cream. It was the most kinky and arousing sight the boy had ever seen. Much as he wanted to fuck her, he also wanted to watch her masturbate. It turned him on in such a weird way.
"Do it to me, make me come," Paula groaned.
She was working her fingers faster and faster now as she hurtled toward climax, and thick molten cream was overflowing her box and flooding down the crack of her ass. She was flushed all over, and her big tits bounced as she bucked and writhed. Vince knew it would be only seconds before she came. Then, with her lust taken care of, she might come back to reality-and she wouldn't want him.
He had to act right now, while her lust was still at fever pitch. He knew he was taking a terrible risk even being in her room, but he just couldn't help himself. His need for his lovely mother was overpowering. Shaking with horniness, he grabbed her hand and pulled it away from her pussy. Paula's eyes popped open, and she stared at him in shock.
"You don't have to do that, Mom," he said hoarsely. "I'll take care of you."
Paula was too stunned to reply. She'd thought she was all alone, and suddenly here was Vince standing right over her. Her eyes dropped helplessly to his belly-hugging hard-on. She'd been just on the verge of climax when he interrupted her, and the sight of that rigid and ready cock was almost too much for her. She imagined it hammering in her cunt, and she moaned with need.
Then Vince was crawling between her legs.
Paula felt like she was in a dream where she couldn't move or speak. Things were happening to her, and she couldn't do anything about it. Her son let himself down on her, his smooth hairless chest meeting her big thrusting tits. He began battering his iron-hard cock against the tender swollen flesh of her slit.
"I'll take care of you, Mom," he moaned. "I'll fuck you as much as you want."
Paula finally came back to her senses. "Vince, no, we can't," she gasped.
Vince didn't see why not. She kept using that word, incest, but it didn't mean anything to him. What was wrong with a mother and son fucking if they both wanted to and nobody else knew about it? The idea didn't bother him one bit. So while Paula sobbed and protested and pushed at his shoulders, he just kept on hammering his cock against her slick hot pussy, trying to find the mouth of her cunt.
"Vince, stop, this isn't right," Paula cried.
He was too heavy for her to roll away, and he was clutching her ass, holding on to her tightly. She couldn't close her legs with him between them. She knew it was just a matter of time before he found the target and crammed his cock into her. She was going to feel her own son's cock in her cunt. It seemed outrageous, yet at the same time weirdly exciting. She went on struggling, but suddenly Vince's steel-stiff prick found her cunt.
"Awwww, shit, yeah," he gasped.
"Ohhhhhh, God, unnhhhhhh," Paula moaned.
After sixteen years without a man, it felt fantastically good when the boy's throbbing hard boner filled her cunt. He thrust all the way to her womb in one greedy shove, stuffing her completely. Paula almost passed out, the pleasure was so violent. She stopped fighting and just lay there gurgling with need, feeling her son's prick throbbing inside her. She knew she wasn't going to resist him any longer. She needed this too much.
"Ahhhh, fantastic," Vince sighed.
He paused to savor the feeling of having his engorged prick fully lodged in his mother's steaming velvety cuntal tube. She was just as tight as Stacy, his teenage girlfriend, and she was a lot more hot and juicy. Vince knew he was going to love fucking her. But how was she taking it? He looked down at her and found her eyes closed. If she liked having his cock inside her, she wasn't going to let him know it.
But Vince would make her react. He vowed to fuck her till she responded to him. Tightly clutching the firm little globes of her ass, holding her in place, he began to piston his stiff boner in and out of her. She gasped and shuddered, then went still. She was trying to hide her reactions. But she couldn't control the actions of her cunt. It was boiling hot around his prick, and she was creaming uncontrollably.
"You like it, don't you, Mom?" Vince leered. No response.
"Come on, Mom," Vince panted, "come off it. I know you want me to fuck you. You're all hot and wet. When you were playing with yourself, you were thinking about me, weren't you?"
She still didn't say anything or open her eyes, but she blushed hard, and Vince knew he'd hit on the truth. All the time she was rubbing her clit and then jerking her fingers in her cunt, his mom had been thinking about him, fantasizing that he was fucking her. So now that she was getting the real thing, she just had to be loving it. The excited kid fucked into her faster and harder, their bellies smacking together.
"Take it, Mom, take my cock," he groaned.
Paula was struggling not to cry out. His fucking felt so incredibly good to her, but she was ashamed to say so. Could any normal woman want to fuck her own son? Yet each deep hard thrust of his cock gave her a hot stab of pleasure that made her cream like crazy. She wished the wonderful sensations could go on forever, and it was very hard for her not to show it.
Gradually she was losing control of herself. As she hurtled towards a desperately-needed orgasm, she began to pant, then to whimper very softly. The pleasure was building, building, till she could hardly contain it. She was creaming so hard that the overflowing juice had puddled on the bed beneath her. Vince was fucking her harder as his arousal mounted, and the harder he did it to her, the more she liked it.
Vince must have been reading her mind. "You love it, don't you, Mom?" he asked hoarsely. "You love me to fuck you."
It was true, but she wasn't going to admit it. She just hoped he was too inexperienced to interpret the obvious signs of her hot arousal. She'd soaked his hammering prick with molten cream, and her lust-engorged nipples were poking into his chest. She was panting and whimpering, and now and then her hips jerked to his rhythm as her natural instincts took over and she fucked back at him.
Vince noticed all these things, and he was pretty certain that his mom was having a fantastic time. But it pissed him off that she wouldn't admit it. Another one of her silly adult hang-ups-but he wasn't going to put up with it. He'd make her react if it took him all night. Grimly determined, he fucked into her even faster and harder, making her whole body shake with the impact.
"Unnnhhhh, unnnngggghhhh," Paula gasped.
It was almost impossible for her to stifle her cries of ecstasy as her lusty son fucked into her like a young stallion. This was exactly the kind of fucking she craved after so many years without a man. She needed to be fucked till her teeth rattled, fucked till she couldn't stand it any more. Her molten juice squirted out uncontrollably as Vince fucked her to the very brink of a body-wracking climax.
"Ohhhh, God, ohhhh," she sobbed.
It was the first sound Vince had heard out of her since he started fucking her. She had to be spinning out of control, very close to coming. He gave it everything he had, fucking into her with lightning speed, their bodies hammering together. Paula gasped and stiffened for a second, and then her body began to buck hard beneath him. She simply couldn't hold her lust inside a second longer.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh, my God, I'm coming, whaaahhhh!" she screamed.
She convulsed so hard that Vince had to cling hard to her to keep from being thrown off. His cock was soaked again and again by her sizzling come-juices. He grinned in triumph, knowing he'd won. He'd broken through his mother's hang-ups and inhibitions, and he'd proved to her that he could take care of all her needs. Satisfied with his performance, he let himself go and jetted his come into her sucking cunt.
"Take it, Mom, aaaaggghhhh!" he yelped.
"Yessss, baby, cream me, give it to me!" Paula sobbed.
Mother and son writhed together in a violent mutual climax, yet Paula found herself able to think clearly. Somehow her brain was unfogged by that long hard fuck, and she could see the way things were going to be. She couldn't resist Vince. She needed him badly. So why not drain their relationship of every drop of fun and satisfaction?
Like Vince said, nobody had to know about their affair. And through that affair, Paula could become a normal woman again. She could open up to men, trust them, enjoy sex with them, as she'd been unable to do for the past sixteen years because of her bitterness against Tony. Tony had made her a dried-up old maid, but Vince would make her a natural female again. These were the things she told herself as she came down from her powerful orgasm.
She finally opened her eyes and found Vince looking down at her adoringly. "It was okay, wasn't it, Mom? You're not mad at me?" he asked anxiously.
"No, Vince, I'm not mad. Not now," Paula said gently. "But this has to be our secret forever and ever, all right?"
"All right," Vince agreed, his cock already swelling again inside her.
Paula felt it and shivered with renewed lust. "Yes, baby, fuck me again," she said huskily.
Vince's cock swelled the rest of the way, and he eagerly began to hammer it in his mother's juice-soaked twat. He was totally victorious now. For the rest of his visit he was going to be able to fuck his pretty mom whenever he wanted to, and he knew he'd always get an eager response. It was going to be some fantastic vacation, not at all like the boring visit he'd expected.
But then he'd never expected to find his long-lost natural mother so young and beautiful, and of course he hadn't expected this irresistible attraction between them. He knew Paula hadn't expected it, either. She'd fought it right up to the last minute, but now she was giving in to it, letting it carry her away on a riptide of pleasure. As he pistoned his stiff young cock in her molten depths, he felt her juices boiling around his meat.
"Unnnhhhhh, baby, that's so good," Paula moaned, clinging to him, "so damned good."
"You can have all you want, Mom," Vince panted. "I'll fuck you as much as you want."
Those words were music to Paula's ears. They were just what she needed to hear now that she'd decided to come out of her shell and be a normal woman again. She had so much lost time to make up for, and she knew her perpetually horny teenage son was the answer to her prayers. Lustily she jerked her hips to his rhythm, meeting each stiff lunge of his cock with a greedy upward thrust of her body. She wanted to take his cock as deep as she could, to feel it throbbing against every inch of her famished cunt.
"Ooooo, honey, you're fucking me so good," she moaned. "Keep doing it to me good and hard, I love it that way."
Vince would have done anything to please her, but as it happened it was also his pleasure to fuck her hard. His excitement was carrying him away, and he was far too aroused to be gentle or slow. So he eagerly granted her wish and fucked into her like a pile driver, their bodies slapping loudly together. For a second he was afraid he might hurt her, but she responded with hoarse moans of ecstasy and drenched his drilling prick with sizzling cream.
"That's it, Vince," she panted, "give me that big hard cock, give it to me as hard as you can."
Vince thought briefly of the hasty, guilty fucks he and Stacy had in the back seat of his father's car. They were nothing compared to this. They were kid stuff. Now he was fucking a real adult woman, a woman whose lust was raging out of control. Her cunt burned around his cock and sucked at it, and she fucked back at him, slamming her juice-slick twat up to meet his plunging prick. Then her cunt went vise-tight around his meat, and she gasped and began to convulse beneath him.
"Vince, baby, you're making me come!" she cried. "Ohhhh, honey, it's so good!"
It was too much for the lusty young boy. He bellowed, "Ahhhh, fuckin' shit, I'm coming!"
Paula gurgled in ecstasy as she took the thick steaming loads of her son's jism. She wasn't going to fight him any more. She wasn't going to worry about wrong or right. She was just going to enjoy herself and make up for lost time. Later, after Vince had gone home again, she would worry about the future, but for the next two weeks she was just going to have fun with her horny teenage son.
Chapter Five
The next morning Paula fixed Vince a huge breakfast, and afterwards she drove him around the little town, showing him the sights and introducing him to a few of her friends. He was going to be here two weeks, so he might as well know his way around, Paula decided. But she really didn't expect him to be out of the house very often. He would be having too much fun at home.
"Want to stop somewhere for lunch?" she asked.
Vince grinned at her and said, "Are you kidding? I'm not even interested in lunch."
"Neither am I," Paula said, heading the car for home.
She'd woken up horny, and the condition just got worse as the morning went on. Still she felt it was her duty to show Vince around. Now she'd done her duty, and it was time to have fun. They hurried into the house and locked the door. Vince pulled her into his arms and gave her a hungry kiss, gliding his tongue deep into her mouth.
Paula's pussy flamed and swelled, and hot sticky juice spurted from her cunt mouth. Often over the past years she'd felt horny, but she would either suppress the feeling or quickly beat off. She hadn't ever unleashed the full extent of her lust-not until now. There was no way she could hide her horniness around Vince. She had no self-control around him at all. They broke off their steamy kiss and headed for the bedroom.
"What was my father like?" Vince asked as they undressed.
"A lot like you," Paula said. "When I met him he was in college on a football scholarship."
"Oh, yeah?" Vince said. "I guess you two must really have had the hots for each other."
"You could say that," Paula replied dryly.
"Was he really good in bed?" Vince asked, shedding the last of his clothes.
"Well, I thought he was very good," Paula said, striding naked to the bed.
"As good as me?" Vince asked worriedly.
Paula pulled him onto the bed with her, laughing. "Oh, for heaven's sake," she said, "let's not start a father-son rivalry. We don't have to make comparisons."
Vince's cock was stiff as a board, but he had something on his mind even more urgent than sex. "I want to know," he insisted. "Do you like him better than me?"
"Vince, you're only a boy," Paula said patiently. "Your father was twenty-one when I met him. Naturally he'd had more experience. But I know that when you get to be that age, you'll be a terrific lover. Even more terrific than you are now."
Vince's worried expression vanished, and he began to grin. "You really like getting it on with me?" he asked.
"Would I be doing it if I didn't?" Paula smiled. "Now let's cut the chatter and have some fun."
'Tine with me," Vince leered.
He made a dive for her pussy, and she gasped with pleasure as he pushed her legs open, jammed his head between them, and began to lash her swollen slit with his hot juicy tongue. There was hardly anything she liked better than having her pussy eaten. She lay there holding her legs wide apart, panting and whimpering, as her son tongue-whipped the sensitive swollen flesh.
"Mmmmmm, baby, I love that," she moaned. "Please keep doing it to me, don't stop."
Vince was always looking for ways to please and excite his sexy mother, but today he had even more reason for it. After their love-making last night, he'd questioned her about his birth, and he learned that she'd been only a teen when he was born, unmarried and abandoned by his father. To Vince that meant that Tony had to be fantastic in bed, in order to have seduced a nice girl like Paula. And he couldn't help wondering if he'd ever measure up to his dad's standards.
That was why he had quizzed Paula again just now, trying to find out how he stacked up in comparison to Tony. She'd reassured him, told him he was fine, but he couldn't let it go at that. He wanted to give her some loving she'd never forget. He wanted to do even better than his father had done. Now he carefully lashed his hot tongue all over the wet puffy flesh of her tangy-tasting slit, driving her to a fever pitch of excitement.
"You like what I'm doing to you, Mom?" he asked.
"Baby, you know I love it," Paula said hoarsely.
Vince raised his head and studied her briefly. He decided she wasn't putting him on. Her lovely face was all flushed and contorted in a lusty grimace, and she was moaning and sighing steadily. The molten cream didn't stop trickling and spurting from her little cunt mouth, soaking his bobbing chin. She liked what he was doing to her, all right. The only question was whether she'd liked his dad's pussy-eating better.
Vince was determined to outdo the man. He folded back the dark-furred lips of her bush and isolated the tiny pink bud of her clit. Stiffening his tongue, he began to lash the hot button, using the pointed tip. Paula gasped, then drenched his chin with a sizzling spurt of cream. Knowing he had her hotly excited, Vince began using his whole tongue to whip and massage her joy button, sending her fast towards orgasm.
"Oooooo, yes, Vince, I love it," she squealed.
Paula was amused at the way the boy was trying to compete with his father's memory. But even if it seemed silly, it was bringing her a lot of fun. Each lash of his tongue on her supersensitive clit felt heavenly, and she couldn't stop moaning and writhing. Soon she was panting on the very brink of orgasm, greedily arching her body and shoving her throbbing love bud against Vince's mouth.
"I need to come, baby," she moaned. "Suck me, please."
Vince jammed his lips around her slippery little button and began to suck hard and fast. He made an obscene noise as he did it, and that just added to Paula's wild arousal. She kept her legs wide open for him, offering him everything she had. His hot sucking made the pleasure build in her pussy till she couldn't stand it any longer.
"Unnnnggghhhh, that's it, I'm coming!" she howled.
Vince felt his face blasted by heavy hot floods of her come-juice. She wrenched her clit from his lips as she began to convulse, and he rose to his knees and watched her. He wondered if he'd ever again meet a woman who came as violently as his mother. He didn't know that she hadn't been fucked or sucked in a very long time, or he would have understood why she came so powerfully.
No, he assumed that a woman as sexy as his mother would always have men in her life. That was another reason to be her best lover, the one she'd never forget. Vince had only two weeks to make a life-long impression on her, and he didn't intend to waste a second of that time. Paula had hardly finished coming before he was crawling between her legs again. She felt his hot breath on her naked pussy, then his stiff tongue tip rimming the juicy little mouth of her cunt.
"Vince," she laughed, "you're going to spoil me."
That was exactly what he had in mind-spoiling her for any other guy. From now on, whenever she made love with anybody else, he wanted her to remember that her own son was better. It was a pretty ambitious project for a young boy, but Vince was determined to succeed. Now he made his tongue long and rigid, and he crammed it hard up his mother's steaming velvety cuntal tube. Paula flinched hard and fed him an enormous load of tangy cream.
"Ohhhhh, my God, yesssss," she cried hoarsely.
There could hardly be anything more exciting than to feel a hot tongue throbbing in her cunt, Paula thought. She closed her eyes in utter bliss and kept her legs spread as wide as possible, allowing Vince to thrust his tongue deep into her boiling pussy. He used his tongue just like a cock, pistoning it in and out of her, and she gurgled blissfully and fed him a steady supply of her sticky hot cream.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, I love it, I love it," she sobbed.
She knew what Vince was trying to prove-that he could be a better lover than this father. And he might just be right. There was a vital difference between father and son. Tony had been interested only in his own thrills and pleasure, but Vince was also interested in pleasing his partner. That was a trait guaranteed to make him a success with girls-and with his own adoring mother, for that matter.
"You're doing it to me so good, honey," Paula moaned. "Don't stop, I'm almost coming."
Vince shoved his hands under her churning ass and held her in place. She was approaching climax and writhing so much that it was hard to keep his tongue inside her. Now he speared it deep and hard, making her scream with excitement as he reamed her depths. He felt her muscular cuntal tube getting tighter and tighter around his tongue, and then suddenly there was an explosion of scalding juice that overflowed her box and splattered his face.
"You did it, I'm coming!" Paula screamed. "Ohhhhhh, shit, ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Vince's cock, trapped between his belly and the bed, gave a wild lurch and began to leak hot cream. Around his deeply thrust tongue he could feel his mother's cunt in spasm, squeezing and releasing, and he knew how terrific that hot action would feel around his lust-engorged prick. Fucking just had to be next on the program. As Paula finally went limp and gasping, he popped his tongue from her cunt and moved up, preparing to cram his rock-hard teenage cock into her twat.
"Is it okay if we fuck now, Mom?" he panted.
"Yes, dear, but let's try it another way," Paula smiled.
"Another way?" Vince said wonderingly. That was a new one on him. He and Stacy had always done it in the only way that occurred to them, with him on top. Now he watched eagerly as Paula crouched on her elbows and knees, presenting him with her shapely little ass. He got the idea right away. Quickly he knelt behind her, grasping her hips to balance himself, and socked the rock-hard head of his cock into the molten pit of her cunt mouth. She shivered with the contact and soaked his prick with scalding juice.
"That's if, Vince," she panted, "get into me."
That was an assignment Vince didn't mind at all. With a snort of lust he crammed his stiff young cock hard and deep into the smoking little tunnel. His mother's cunt was as nice as before, snug and hot and slick. He buried his prick inside her till only his balls showed, then stopped to savor the sensation. Paula was clawing the bedspread, her face a contorted mask of arousal.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, your cock feels so good in me," she whimpered.
"I'll make it even better," Vince promised.
He began to piston his meat slowly and sensuously inside her velvety little fuck hole, and she responded with low hoarse moans of pleasure and steady thick creaming. Vince watched her tossing her head back and forth in hot passion, her long dark hair flying. Her big tits swung heavily. It was thrilling to watch her as he fucked her. Every time he slid his cock into her molten depths, she bared her teeth in a gasp of pleasure.
"Yes, baby, that feels so damned good," she moaned.
Vince was fucking her slowly, tantalizing and arousing her, till finally she just had to have more energetic fucking, and she began to jerk her hips. But Vince was in no big hurry. He was fascinated by the sight of his own bloated cock gliding in and out between a woman's fur-fringed cunt lips. He hardly noticed the frantic movements of his mother's hips.
"Please, Vince, fuck me faster," she begged. "I need it harder, baby."
"Oh, yeah, sure, Mom," Vince replied, snapping out of his spaced-out condition.
Then he realized that Paula was fucking at him, jerking her hips in the rhythm she craved. He quickly matched that rhythm, fucking her hard and fast, his flat belly slapping loudly against her upturned ass. She groaned in gratitude. She dug her nails into the bedspread to keep from being knocked over by the force of his fucking. This was more like it. This was the rough merciless kind of fucking she craved after so many years without a man.
"Yes, honey, that's it," she panted, "fuck the living shit out of me."
Vince almost shot his load just listening to her. He'd never seen her so wild, so greedy for fucking. Her excitement got to him, and he fucked into her faster and faster, making red-hot friction between his cock and her gripping cunt. Mother and son moaned and yelped as they hurtled toward climax. Vince felt Paula's cunt tightening and boiling around his hammering cock, and then her body gave a violent convulsive shudder.
"Oooooo, shit, ooooooo!" she wailed.
Vince felt her coming, and he almost came along with her. Her cunt was squeezing and releasing his dick in a hot hungry rhythm, and he was tempted to fire his load into the sucking tube. But he was out to impress his mother, and that meant fucking her as long as possible. He gritted his teeth and held out, fucking her hard till she stopped climaxing. Paula felt his cock just as hard as ever inside her, and she turned and looked at him in surprise.
"You didn't come when I did, Vince," she said. "Is anything the matter?"
"Nope," Vince grinned, "I just wanta go on fucking you as long as possible." Paula laughed. "Greedy," she said. "Maybe, but I bet you're enjoying it," Vince replied.
"You're right," she said. "Let's try it another way. You lie on your back."
Vince obeyed, but it sounded weird. The guy on the bottom? He stretched out on his back, his stiff young cock standing straight up. Paula eyed the drooling column of meat, licking her lips. Then she threw a leg over him and straddled him, bringing the slippery mouth of her cunt down to touch the fat purple head of his cock. Vince shivered at the hot contact. He figured he might like this position after all.
Then his mom was sliding down his cock. Vince would never forget that moment. Paula's pretty features twisted into a lusty grimace as she slowly and deliriously impaled herself on her son's stiff throbbing prick. Vince watched his blue-veined shaft glide between the puffed lips of her cunt, till only his balls were visible. His cock was totally sheathed in searing velvety flesh.
Paula looked down at him with lust-glazed eyes. "Do you like that, Vince?" she asked hoarsely. "Does it feel good to you?"
Vince was practically coming. "It feels fantastic, Mom," he croaked. "So fuckin' hot and wet."
She began to fuck him. Vince just lay there with a stiff cock and a lust-blown mind while his beautiful big-titted mother jerked her slippery cuntal tube up and down the granite column of his prick. It felt terrific to the horny teenager, and he loved the sight of his mom smiling down at him as she did it to him. He wished this incredible moment could last forever. But she was getting him so excited, he wasn't going to be able to hold out for long.
"Ahhhhhh, fuckin' Christ," he moaned.
Paula was creaming uncontrollably as she fucked her moaning teenage son. The molten juice gushed out around his cock and soaked his balls and lower belly. She felt a wild excitement that she'd never experienced with Tony. Vince's eyes rolled crazily, then closed tightly, and he began to fuck back at her, unable to remain still any longer. Paula creamed even more heavily when she felt his rigid boner reaming her greedy cunt.
"Yes, son, you take over now," she moaned.
Vince grasped her small firm waist and began hammering his cock into her, too insanely turned on to be slow or gentle. But his rough fucking was just what Paula craved. She felt like she could never get enough of it. She threw back her head and wailed in ecstasy as Vince's throbbing prick drove to her womb. Vince heard her hoarse cries and opened his eyes again to watch her. It seemed incredible that his cock was doing all this to her, but that was what was happening.
"Ohhhhhhh, baby, fuck hard," Paula wailed, "fuck me as hard as you can, Vince."
Leering up at her, Vince pounded his rock-hard cock into her and watched her reactions. She moaned hoarsely each time he touched bottom, and her body shuddered, her big ripe tits swaying heavily back and forth. As his cock rammed her womb, she unleashed a big sizzling load of cream, soaking his meat. Then as he drew back for another stiff lunge, she shivered and whimpered.
Mother and son were both postponing their orgasms, gorging themselves on the wild excitement of fucking each other. Paula wished the thrills would never end, that she'd never have to come back to reality. Vince wished his horny teenage cock could be in his mom's velvety hot fuck hole forever. He fucked into her faster and faster, making her whole body shake with the impact, and Paula gurgled in ecstasy and soaked his prick with blast after blast of molten thick cream.
It was fantastic, and Vince felt like the luckiest teenage boy in the world, but there was still one thing he had to know. Hammering his steel-stiff cock in his mother's flooded cunt, he looked up at her anxiously.
"Mom," he panted, "did my father fuck you better than this?"
"No, baby," Paula moaned, her eyes hot and horny, "no, he never fucked me this good."
It was true. She'd had the hots for Tony, all right, and she'd loved his fucking, but it paled in comparison with the kinky thrills she felt when fucking their son. Her cunt was throbbing and burning around the boy's jackhammering cock, and she could hardly keep from coming. She saw that Vince was having the same problem. He was gritting his teeth, struggling to hold back his climax. He was as greedy for thrills as she was.
"Unnnnggghhhh, Jesus, it's good," he groaned.
"Yes, darling, it's wonderful," Paula sobbed, "I don't ever want it to end. But it has to. Cream me, Vince, come in me. Ohhhh, God, do it now!"
Her cunt went tight as a vise around his cock, burning hot and exploding with molten cream. She was coming like a bomb and taking Vince with her.
"Ahhhhhh, shit, fuck, unnnggghhh!" he yelped.
"Oh, yes, baby, come in me!" Paula sobbed.
Vince's trim ass knotted and jerked as he hammered his boiling load of jizz into his mother's womb. Paula clung to him and moaned in ecstasy. The hot flood of liquid seemed to make her own climax longer and harder. Mother and son writhed and moaned together for long delicious moments till their lust was finally satisfied. When they'd caught their breath, Paula turned to Vince with a mischievous grin.
"What would you like to do today, dear?" she asked. "See a movie? Take a walk? Do some hiking?"
"Lady," Vince laughed, "I'm not moving from this bed-not till it's time to go home."
Chapter Six
That evening Paula was sitting in the living room watching television when she realized that Vince had been out of the room for quite some time. They'd been lounging on the couch, holding hands, and she'd assumed that when their program was over, they'd make love. But Vince was nowhere to be seen.
"Vince?" she called. "Are you all right?"
There wasn't any answer, and Paula went to look for her son. No Vince in the kitchen, bathroom or bedrooms. She began to worry. Maybe he'd gone for a stroll. The night was warm and pleasant. She opened the back door and peered out into the yard. There was Vince, crouching beside the hedge. Puzzled, Paula walked over to him. "Vince?" she began.
"Ssshhh, take a look at this," he whispered, drawing her down beside him. "This is just fantastic, Mom. You'll really get off on it."
Paula didn't have any idea what he was talking about, but she did as he wanted, kneeling beside him and peering through the hedge. Then she blushed beet red. She found herself looking into the neighbors' bedroom window. It was brightly lit, no curtain, and the young couple, who'd only recently moved in, were standing there kissing and undressing each other.
"I noticed when I happened to look out my bedroom window," Vince grinned, "but I get a better view from the back yard."
Paula hardly knew what to think. "Vince, it really isn't very nice of us to spy," she said.
"What they don't know won't hurt them," Vince replied, "and besides, it's a real turn-on to watch. Just try it."
Paula still felt uneasy, but she didn't want to start an argument, so she kept quiet and watched. The couple, Jim and Nancy Kirby, were in their mid-twenties, very attractive, and obviously crazy about each other. Paula had noticed the day they moved in that they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Now they were getting ready for bed, but it was a long drawn-out process as they paused to kiss, caress, and take off each other's clothes.
Nancy had removed Jim's shirt and was running her fingers through the thick hair mat of his chest. Jim had her down to her bra and panties and was just reaching around her to unhook the skimpy lace bra. He fumbled with the catch and got it open, then drew her bra off. She had luscious-looking apple-size tits with stiff little red nipples. Jim ran his thumbs over her nipples, and she shivered and sighed.
"Oh, honey," she said hoarsely, "you're getting me so hot."
Paula jumped and barely stifled a gasp of surprise. She hadn't realized the window was open a crack. No wonder Vince had cautioned her to be quiet. But it certainly added to the excitement of spying to be able to hear what Jim and Nancy were saying. And Paula had to admit to herself that she was getting aroused. It was a terribly kinky reaction, she knew, but spying on the young lovers was quite a turn-on.
She shifted her position to get more comfortable, and Vince grinned at her, knowing perfectly well what was on her mind. By changing positions she also got a clearer view through the hedge. Now Jim was cupping Nancy's perfectly-shaped little tits and squeezing them, and she was reaching for the zipper of his jeans. She tugged the zipper open and pulled down his pants. His shorts were tented with a huge hard-on. Paula caught herself creaming at the sight of that bulge.
"The guy must be really hung," Vince said enviously.
He kept his voice low, and he and Paula were as quiet as possible. It would be pretty damned embarrassing to get caught right now, getting their kicks from watching the neighbors make love. They watched eagerly as Nancy peeled Jim's shorts down over his stiff cock. He was hung, all right. The rigid eight-inch shaft of his prick was as thick as a woman's wrist. Again Paula creamed heavily, thinking how terrific it would feel to take a cock that size.
But of course she'd never tell that to Vince. The boy already had enough doubts about his performance. He was actually competing with the memory of his father, and he didn't need any more competition than that. Still Paula found it difficult to hide her excitement as Nancy unveiled Jim's enormous stiff boner. It bulged with blue veins and was dripping thick globs of cream. Nancy dropped to her knees and helped him step out of his jeans and shorts.
While she was there, she grabbed a snack. Fisting the thick hairy base of her husband's cock, she brought the drooling head up to her lips. She kissed the fat purple bulb of flesh, then licked her lips to savor the salty cream. She stuck her tongue out farther, tickling Jim's cock head and lapping up the thick juice that oozed from his piss hole. Paula drooled as she watched her, dying for a taste of cock juice herself.
She glanced over at Vince. As she'd suspected, the fly of his jeans was bulging with an aching hard-on. She thought about unzipping his fly and easing out his meat, bending down in the grass to lick up his tasty cream. But, no-it would be too hard for both of them to be quiet if they started making hove. They had to choose between spying and getting it on. And right now Paula knew they both wanted to spy.
She knew that both of them, mother and son, had a kinky streak. Not everybody would be aroused by watching another couple make love. Some people would be downright disgusted by the idea, or shocked or outraged. But Paula and Vince didn't even have to discuss it. There was no question but what they'd watch this scene through to the end. Mother and son watched breathlessly as Nancy swirled her wet red tongue around and around the swollen head of Jim's drooling cock.
"Ahhhhhh, yeah, honey, that feels wild," Jim moaned.
Vince gave a lusty shiver, and Paula knew just what he was thinking about. He was fantasizing himself in Jim's place, with Nancy's hot little tongue teasing the sensitive tip of his cock. Paula could understand that, because she was imagining herself in Nancy's place, lapping up all that delicious cream. Nancy's glistening tongue was moving faster and faster as she gobbled up every drop of her husband's delicious juice.
"Mmmmmm, uuummrnmm," she moaned.
"Go for it, baby, eat it," Jim panted.
Nancy had her back toward the hedge, crouching low, and Vince and Paula watched her parity crotch grow wet with her helplessly gushing pussy cream as she got more and more turned on. Her pretty little tits quivered and bounced as she bobbed over Jim's stiff cock. She wriggled her stiff tongue tip down into his piss hole and reamed out more hot cream. Jim was getting flushed with lust, and his eyes were hot and glazed.
"Baby, if you don't watch it, I'm gonna come right to your face," he rasped.
"Oh, don't do that, darling," Nancy grinned. "Come in my mouth instead."
She crammed his prick into her mouth, and he yelped and almost went into orbit. Flushing red with excitement, he swayed dizzily and clutched her shoulders to keep his balance. Fisting the thick base of his cock, Nancy eased the rest into the steamy heat of her mouth. She drew in her cheeks and began to suck, a lewd wet slurping noise that Vince and Paula could hear clearly from their hiding place. Jim gave a low long moan of pleasure.
"Yeah, honey, suck my prick," he panted, "you know I love that."
Paula realized she was creaming right through her jeans. She hadn't realized just how aroused she was getting till she felt the hot sticky liquid soaking into her clothes. Her nippies were rigid, poking out hard under her bra, and she was breathless with excitement. Glancing over at Vince, she saw that he was rubbing his bulging crotch, trying to give some relief to his achingly swollen cock.
Paula didn't blame him. The urge to play with herself was almost overwhelming. It would be so easy to slip her hand down inside her jeans and panties, to rub a stiff finger over her clit. She'd get off in seconds that way. But what if her excitement got out of hand and she screamed in ecstasy? It was too big a risk to take. She'd never live it down if she was caught spying on her young neighbors. She could just see the headlines: "Schoolteacher Peeper." No, that was something she just didn't need. She tried to ignore the burning lust in her pussy.
Nancy's head was bouncing briskly up and down as she pistoned her juicy lips along the rigid shaft of her husband's cock. She left the granite column of meat shining with her spit. As her excitement mounted, she sucked faster and faster, making that obscene slurping noise. Jim was gazing down at her with hot glassy eyes, and he looked as if he might shoot his load down her throat at any second.
"Unnnhhhhh, shit, baby, so fuckin' good," he groaned.
Paula heard a familiar noise and glanced over to see Vince unzipping his fly. The frantically horny sixteen-year-old just couldn't take it any longer-he had to jack off. He got his jeans unzipped with minimal noise, then eased his engorged cock out of his pants. Paula almost moaned with longing when she saw it. Her son's handsome seven-incher was stiff as steel and drooling thick globs of cream.
Vince never glanced her way, so he didn't see the hungry look in her eyes. It was just as well. Now was definitely not the time to make love. Paula just hoped Vince could keep his self-control as he masturbated. His eyes were glued to the scene in the Kirbys' bedroom as he fisted his rigid boner and began to pump it. Paula wished she could do the job for him.
Instead she turned back to the action. Nancy's head was really flying now as she greedily suctioned all the hot cream from her husband's piss hole. Jim was red-faced with lust, and his eyes were rolling crazily. Then they closed tightly as he blotted out everything but the fantastic sensations radiating from his cock. His trim ass jerked as he began to fuck Nancy's mouth. He was out of control now, heading for a bomb-blast of a climax.
"Take it, baby, take my cock," he groaned.
Beside Paula, Vince was breathing hard as he pumped his prick to the hot fast rhythm of Nancy's cock-sucking. Otherwise he seemed to have control of himself. He was watching with hot lusty eyes as Nancy plowed her hot mouth up and down the spit-soaked shaft of Jim's cock. Her head seemed to bob with lightning speed. Suddenly Jim gasped and stiffened, and Nancy's cheeks puffed out. Then he began to fuck her mouth like crazy.
"Eat it, baby, aaaggghhhh!" he roared.
Paula heard a muffled groan next to her and turned to see Vince jetting his come into the hedge. He was pumping his cock furiously, and thick wads of cream spurted out. But his soft moans were covered by Jim's lusty bellowing as the young husband flooded his wife's sucking mouth with load after load of sizzling salty cream. Nancy eagerly gulped the molten juice, her throat muscles working busily.
"Ahhhhh, shit, yeah!" Jim yelped.
"Unnnhhhhh, fuckin' Christ!" Vince gasped.
The boy dropped to the grass and writhed around, pumping his squirting cock till it was empty. Then he opened his eyes and grinned at Paula. She stifled a laugh.
"I hope you feel better, you nut," she whispered.
"I sure do," Vince sighed, "a whole lot better."
They turned back to the action. Nancy was just raising her head from Jim's spit-soaked boner. She licked her lips to get the very last drops of his jizz, and then he lifted her to her feet. Grasping the waistband of her skimpy bikini panties, he eased them down, revealing her little puff of a bush. He let the panties drop, and she stepped out of them.
"That was a terrific blow-job, honey," he said hoarsely, "and now you get your reward."
He lifted her to the bed and arranged her on her back with legs bent and spread wide. Vince and Paula had a vivid view of her wet red pussy and its fine fringe of dark curls. But only for a second-then Jim was in the way. He went belly-down between her legs, and she shivered with lusty anticipation when she felt his hot breath tickling her naked gash. He folded back the furry lips of her bush and exposed the little red bud of her clit. Out shot his tongue.
"Oooooo, honey, yessss," Nancy squealed. Paula shivered with longing. Jim was using the stiff tip of his tongue to whip and tease Nancy's ultrasensitive clit, and that just had to feel fantastic. Paula saw hot thick cream spurting from the young wife's cunt mouth and dribbling down the crack of her ass. Jim went after the tangy juice, licking it from the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. Then he went back to tongue-lashing her joy button, and she gurgled with pleasure and clawed the bed.
"Unnhhhhh, Jim, I love it," Nancy cried hoarsely, "I just love it, baby. Don't ever stop."
Jim certainly didn't seem inclined to stop. His head bobbed briskly, and his tongue was busy, as he lapped up Nancy's hot tangy cream and ate it. He whipped his slippery tongue faster and faster over he throbbing joy button, working her to a fever pitch of excitement. She screwed her eyes shut and whimpered as she hurtled towards an urgently-needed orgasm. Paula shared her excitement and creamed uncontrollably, the molten liquid soaking through her panties and jeans.
She ached to be in Nancy's place, feeling that slick hot tongue on the most sensitive organ of her body. The urge to play with herself was overwhelming. Vince had gotten away with it, so why couldn't she? Quickly she unzipped her jeans and slid her hand down inside her panties. She gasped softly as she touched her soaked swollen clit with a fingertip. She began to rub the pulsating lump in a circular motion.
She had the feeling she was being watched. She glanced over and found Vince grinning at her knowingly. She felt too horny to be shy, and she just grinned back, then returned her eyes to the action. As she focused on Jim's whipping tongue, she drenched her massaging finger with sizzling cream. She pretended that slippery finger was Jim's lashing tongue. Hot stabs of pleasure radiated from her pussy.
"Oooooo, honey, ooooo, I'm gonna come," Nancy was whimpering.
Her delicate features were twisted into a mask of lust, and she was clawing at the bedspread. She was hovering on the very brink of orgasm-and so was Paula. Paula reminded herself to keep quiet when she came. It would be pretty damned embarrassing to be caught like this, spying on the neighbors' fucking while she played with herself. That wasn't exactly the image she wanted to project as a teacher.
"Unnnhhhh, Jim, suck me," Nancy was begging, "suck me off, baby, make me come."
Jim obliged, catching her throbbing clit between his lips. The lewd wet sounds of his sucking were clearly heard in the next yard, punctuated by Nancy's shrieks of ecstasy as he sucked her to the brink of orgasm. That was a sensation Paula couldn't imitate with her fingers. She went on rubbing her clit in a fast circular motion, working her finger faster and faster as she approached climax.
Nancy stiffened and went absolutely still for a second. She gave a little whimper, and then her body began to buck violently and she let out a yelp.
"Ohhhhh, God, you did it, I'm coming!" she wailed.
Paula grasped her soaked clit between thumb and forefinger and gave it a long firm squeeze. She saw stars, and there was a hot explosion inside her clit that flamed out fast, engulfing her whole body. Gasping, she slumped to the grass and began writhing around. Still frigging her clit, she felt her fingers being drenched with her spurting come-cream.
"Oooooo, shit, ooooo!" she gasped. Luckily her helpless cries of release were drowned out by Nancy's wails of ecstasy as the two women came. Vince watched both of them, his eyes darting back and forth excitedly. There was Nancy, screaming with pleasure, her husband's head bouncing between her legs. There was Paula, frantically kneading her clit and rolling around in the grass. Vince had a predictable reaction to this exciting show-his young cock went stiff as a board.
Jim had the same reaction to watching his wife. He couldn't keep Nancy's clit between his lips as she bucked and writhed. He rose to his knees and watched her, and his cock lurched into stiffness. At last Nancy went still, gasping for breath, and after a second or so she opened her eyes. The first thing she focused on was her husband's rigid drooling boner.
"Mmmmm, for me?" she purred.
"All yours," Jim leered. "How do you want it?"
"Like this," she grinned, pushing him playfully onto his back.
His engorged prick stood straight up, and she ogled it, licking her lips. Then she threw a leg over him and straddled him, the dripping mouth of her cunt poised right over his rigidly standing cock. Panting, she jerked her hips down and impaled herself on the stiff slab of meat till only Jim's balls showed. The young couple both moaned with pleasure.
"Fuck me, baby," Nancy pleaded hoarsely, "really give it to me."
"You better believe I will," Jim leered.
Holding her by the waist, he began to piston his cock in her juicy little fuck hole. She gurgled happily as she rode the jerking meat. Her luscious little tits wobbled and bounced, and Jim's spearing cock reamed out her thick cream, making a lewd sucking noise that Paula and Vince could hear. Mother and son shivered lustily at the sound. It reminded them of their own exciting love-making.
Paula thought how marvelous it would be to have her son's rock-hard cock reaming her cunt, the way Jim was reaming Nancy's juicy pussy hole. Vince was thinking how much he wanted to cram his swollen prick into his mother's velvety little twat. He crawled over to her and slipped his arm around her waist, and with his free hand he set her hand on his burning rigid cock. Paula gave a little moan of longing, and mother and son looked at each other with hot horny eyes.
"Unnnhhhhh, Jim, you're making me come!" Nancy suddenly shouted. "Ohhhhh, baby, unnnhhhhhh!"
"Take my come, honey, aaaggghhhhh!" Jim roared.
Paula felt Vince's cock give a lusty lurch in her fist as they watched the neighbor couple coming. Mother and son didn't have to discuss what they were doing to do next. Creeping quietly away from the hedge, they slipped back into the house and headed for Paula's bedroom. Spying had been a terrific turn-on, but now it was time for a show of their own.
Chapter Seven
Paula couldn't remember ever feeling so aroused as she did when she and Vince headed for the bedroom after spying on the neighbors. Her pussy was burning with need, and scalding juice was soaking through her clothes. Vince was just as excited, his rigid cock wagging lewdly and stiffly from his open fly.
In the bedroom they stripped quickly, too ragingly horny to stop for any kisses and caresses. This love-making wasn't going to be romantic, Paula knew. It was going to be desperate, hungry and animalistic. They hurried toward the bed, both breathing hard. Their naked bodies came together with an electric shock of excitement. Then Vince was rolling Paula onto her back and sinking down between her spreading legs.
"I can't wait, Mom," he groaned, "I just have to fuck you right now."
"Yes, baby," Paula panted, "I want it too. Hurry, stick your cock into me."
She flinched as Vince shoved hard with his steel-stiff cock and creamed her box full of the hot throbbing meat. He plowed to her womb in one ravenous shove. It hurt, yet it was exactly what she craved. She opened her legs as wide as she could to take the rough thrust, and as his cock battered her womb, she creamed all over it. She was full of her son's pulsating boner, and that was all she cared about.
"Ohhhhh, God, that feels so good," she sobbed. "Fuck me now, baby, fuck me till I can't take any more."
That was something Vince really loved about his mother-she wasn't shy about telling him what she wanted. And her wants were identical to his. They both wanted to fuck their brains out. Growling with lust, he shoved his hands under her churning ass and firmly gripped the taut rounds. Holding her writhing pelvis in place, he began to hammer his nearly-exploding cock in her searing juicy fuck hole.
"Is this how you want it, Mom?" he leered.
"Oh, yes, baby, that's it," Paula whimpered, clawing his shoulders, "do it to me hard, I love it that way."
His steel-hard teenage cock was working inside her like a jackhammer. Paula clung to him and closed her eyes, shutting out everything but the intense pleasure she was feeling. There was red-hot friction between his pistoning cock and her gripping cunt. She couldn't stop creaming. The molten juice boiled up from her depths and overflowed her crammed cunt, gushing down the crack of her ass. She just wished the wonderful sensations never had to stop.
"Unnnhhhh, Vince, baby, I love it, I love it," she cried.
Vince couldn't get over how hot and juicy her cunt was, and how freely she responded. His young girlfriend Stacy said she liked to fuck, but her response seemed uptight and inhibited compared to his sexy mother. Paula seemed to have no control over her movements or her worlds once his cock was in her. She went wild. Now she was fucking back at him, jerking her hips to his rhythm and taking his cock as deep as she could get it.
"Unnnhhhhh, my God, yesssss," she wept.
What Vince didn't know was that his mother had sixteen long lonely years to make up for, a time during which no man had touched her. Often during that time she'd craved the feeling of a hot hard cock pounding in her cunt, but her hatred and fear of men was too great for her to overcome. Only her handsome teenage son had broken through that barrier. And now that he had, she couldn't resist him. Greedily she rubbed her swollen clit against his stiffly sawing shaft, bringing herself to the verge of orgasm.
"Ahhhhh, shit, your cunt's so hot," Vince moaned.
Paula had no doubt that it was. She'd been building up her horniness all evening. There'd been no question that they'd go to bed together, but there was no rush, either. As they sat and watched their favorite TV shows, Paula now and then thought about the fun they were going to have later, and her pussy got hotter and wetter. Soon she was squirming with excitement.
That was when Vince had disappeared and she'd found him spying on the neighbors. Already horny, she rose to fever pitch as she watched Nancy and Jim making love. She'd come away from the spying with a dripping, burning pussy. So no wonder it was hot now, almost burning Vince's cock as he plowed the stiff meat into her molten depths. No wonder she couldn't control the lusty bucking of her body or the filthy words that poured out.
"Fuck it to me, baby," she moaned, "fuck my pussy good."
She hadn't used words like that in years. Tony had taught them to her, and she hadn't used them for any other man-until now. It was weird that she was using them for their own son. Yet in a way that wasn't so odd. No man but Tony had ever turned her on, not until she met the son who looked exactly like him. When she fucked Vince, she was really fucking Tony, going back all those years in time.
"Unnnhhhhh, baby, you're fucking me so good," she moaned. "Keep doing it, I'm almost there."
"Me, too," Vince panted.
He'd never seen his pretty mom so wild, so incredibly horny. Her cunt was hot as a blast furnace around his hammering prick, and she was creaming uncontrollably, the sizzling liquid gushing out to soak his balls. No matter how hard and fast he fucked her, she matched his rhythm with her greedily jerking hips. His fucking seemed brutal, but she loved it. The harder he did it to her, the harder she clung to him, moaning her pleasure.
"Ahhhhhhh, baby, I'm gonna come," she gasped.
Vince felt her red-hot fuck tunnel going tighter and tighter around his cock, till he could barely move inside her. That gripping hole seemed to be sucking the jizz right out of his balls. He felt her cunt spasm violently and soak his meat with searing cream. Then her whole body went into spasm, bucking and rocking violently beneath him. The wildly horny teenager yelped and began to shoot his load.
"Ooooooo, Vince, honey, I'm coming!" Paula wailed. "Ohhhh, my God, ohhhhhhh!"
"Awwwwwwww, fuck, aaaggghhhhhhh!" Vince roared.
He flooded his mother's sucking cunt with successive loads of thick steaming jizz. As he hammered the molten liquid into her, she spread her legs as wide as she could, taking the stuff to her womb. That fiery bath seemed to make her own climax longer and more intense. Then as Vince jetted the last of his come into her, she fell back gasping for breath.
"Well," Vince chuckled, "I don't know about you, but I sure got turned on watching the neighbors."
"I guess I did, too," Paula laughed. "It wasn't very nice of us, but it was fun."
"Speaking of fun," he leered, "do you know how to do something called sixty-nine?"
"Yes," Paula smiled, "why?"
"Aw, some older guys at school were talking about it," Vince said, "but they wouldn't tell me what it was. They just said to try it sometime. They weren't putting me on, were they?"
"No, dear, they weren't," Paula purred. "You just lie on your back and I'll show you how to do it."
"Will I like it?" Vince asked suspiciously.
"I'm positive you will," his mother grinned.
Obediently Vince stretched out on his back. He wasn't at all prepared for what happened next. Paula crawled on top of him, only backwards. He was presented with the sight of her luscious little ass, and he could feel her hot breath tickling his cock. She crouched in position, spreading her legs a little more, and he saw the wet red flesh of her gash.
"I don't get it," he said. "What are we supposed to do?"
Paula snorted with laughter. "Figure it out, silly," she said. "This way we can both give each other head at the same time."
Vince broke into a broad grin. "Oh, hey, fantastic," he cried.
"I thought you'd like the idea," Paula said dryly.
She was impatient with talking, eager to get to work. Right before her eyes lay her son's handsome semi-hard prick. She bent down low, stuck out her tongue, and began to lick his meat, and Vince flinched and shivered. She began to clean his cock of come-juice, eagerly lapping up the salty liquid. Vince knew right away that he was going to love sixty-nine.
His mother's juicy tongue felt great on his cock, but that was just half the fun. Right before him was her luscious red slit, ready for him to play with. He ran a stiff finger from her tiny puckered asshole, over the dripping mouth of her cunt, and onto her throbbing, swelling joy button. She gurgled with pleasure and soaked his finger with molten cream.
"Mmmmmm, yes, Vince, play with me," she sighed.
Vince had never had such a close and vivid view of her pussy before. He eagerly took advantage of it, folding back the steamy fur-fringed lips and staring at every part. He felt around with his fingers, exploring all the hot crannies and dips of her gash. But when his exploring was done, he concentrated on the place where she liked to be touched best, the hotly throbbing bud of her clit.
He caught the little shaft between his thumb and forefinger and began kneading it. "Oooooo, yes, Vince," Paula squealed, "frig my clit, baby, you know I love that."
He knew it, all right. Vince and his beautiful mother had been lovers only a short time, but he'd been careful to find out what pleased her best and what turned her on the most. He was still fighting the memory of his father and trying to prove himself the better lover. Now he kneaded Paula's clit with steadily increasing speed and firmness, knowing it would drive her to a fever pitch of excitement.
Meanwhile Paula was busy, too. When she'd licked his cock clean of all the sticky come-juice, she fisted the fat base and raised the rest to her lips. Playfully she nibbled the purple head of his dick, then started easing it into her mouth. Just as she'd anticipated, the horny teenager felt his lust returning in full force. Halfway into her mouth his prick began to stiffen and swell. Paula felt it and drooled heavily.
"Mmmmmmm, uuummmm," she moaned.
"Ahhhhhhh, Christ," Vince gasped.
Paula felt hot excitement as her son's cock mushroomed in her mouth. Soon her mouth was crammed with the taut throbbing slab of meat, and she had to draw back a little or choke on it. It stretched her lips wide and began to drip hot salty cream into her mouth. Eagerly she drew in her cheeks and began to suction more of the delicious juice from his piss hole. As she began sucking his cock, Vince moaned happily.
"Oh, yeah, Mom," he cried, "suck my dick, don't stop."
Not that Paula had any intention of stopping. There was nothing she liked better than a hot throbbing mouthful of her son's prick. She loved suctioning out his thick cream and rolling it around on her tongue, savoring the salty taste. She could have gone on like that for hours, cheeks sharply drawn in, sucking greedily. She was making an obscene slurping noise that echoed through the room. That greedy sucking sound turned Vince on like crazy.
He decided to return the favor. He let go of her clit, leaned far forward, and stuck out his tongue. As the juicy stiff meat contacted the swollen flesh of her gash, Paula gave a muffled squeal of delight and fed him a hot tangy burst of cream. Vince lashed his stiff tongue all over her hot tasty pussy, while she greedily and loudly sucked his cock.
Right then he wouldn't have traded places with any other teenage boy in the world. Nobody could have it better than he did. His own gorgeous young mother was hungrily sucking his cock while she let him lick her steaming pussy. She'd do anything with him, and there was no end to the fun they could have. Vince forgot all about Stacy as he gobbled up his mother's sizzling cream.
Then he used the stiff tip of his tongue to rim the hot little mouth of her cunt. When she began to squirm impatiently, he knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted him to cram his whole stiff tongue into her. He intended to, but he wanted to tease her first. He kept running just the tip of his tongue around and around the nipping hole. Paula was creaming like crazy, feeding him a steady supply of molten juice. Finally she couldn't take the frustration a second longer, and she briefly let his cock snap from her lips and turned to hiss at him.
"Vince, for heaven's sake, quit torturing me," she cried. "Stick it in me, baby, give me all of it."
"You got it, Mom," Vince leered. That was all he'd been waiting for-for Paula to beg for it. Now he made his tongue long and stiff, and he shoved it into her as hard as he could, pushing right to the root. She gasped as he crammed her full of the hot slippery slab of meat, and then she gave a long low moan of ecstasy.
"Ohhhhhh, honey, that's it," she sobbed. "Give me all of it, fuck me with it."
Vince began to piston his juicy tongue in and out of her cunt, working it just like a stiff cock. That was exactly the sensation Paula craved, and she sobbed with pleasure and clawed the bed. But her son's stiffly weaving cock reminded her that she had a job to do, too. She fisted his prick and crammed it into the steamy heat of her mouth. Vince shuddered violently and fed her a sizzling rush of hot cock cream. She drew in her cheeks and sucked for more of the delicious juice. There were no more words for a while.
Neither one of them could speak. Paula had her mouth full of cock, and Vince had his tongue thrust deep in her steaming little cunt. They went at each other hungrily, moaning and panting as they gobbled each other's juice. Paula sucked harder and harder on Vince's nearly-bursting prick, and he pistoned his stiff tongue faster and faster in her burning twat.
Paula had learned sixty-nine from Tony, of course, but she couldn't remember ever having enjoyed it as much with him as she did with their son. Again, Tony had been out for his own pleasure and nothing more, while Vince got off on pleasing his partner as well as himself. He was going to make a lot of girls very happy, and he was going to make some lucky girl a fantastic husband. But for the next two weeks he belonged to mother.
Paula would have clawed and fought to keep him from any other female. He was going to be hers for a short time only, and during that time she wanted to squeeze every last drop of pleasure from their relationship. She knew Vince felt the same way. They'd probably never see each other again, so it was now or never. Blazing with lust, frantic with need, Paula sucked her son's cock till he was shuddering on the very brink of climax.
And all the while Vince was pistoning his stiff tongue in her cunt and driving her out of her mind with excitement. She tightened her twat around his jerking tongue to get even more red-hot friction, and she knew she could come at any second. But she held off, wanting to come when he did. She didn't have long to wait. He gave a muffled yelp, and she felt the first hot sting of jizz against the back of her throat.
"Unnnggghhhhhh!" Vince gasped.
"Mmmmm, unnnnhhhhh!" Paula moaned.
He was fucking hard at her mouth, filling it with his molten jizz, and she was coming in his face, drenching it with spurts of sizzling come-cream. Ravenously she gulped down his jism while he sucked up her tangy liquid. Then he slumped back, gasping for breath. But Paula wasn't finished with him yet. She just kept right on sucking his squirting cock, keeping it as stiff and engorged as ever.
"Mmmmm, uuummmmmm," she moaned, still gulping up the last drops of his come.
Vince shivered lustily as his mother's hot mouth worked greedily around his dick. She wasn't finished with their kinky love-making session-and neither was he. When she finally raised her head from his stiff-standing cock and gasped for breath, he quickly wriggled out from under her, leaving her crouched on her hands and knees. He dropped to his knees behind her and socked the swollen head of his prick into her scorching little cunt mouth.
"Yes, baby, yes," Paula whimpered, "stick that big hard thing into me."
Vince gave a lusty growl and shoved into her hard. His steel-stiff young cock raked and reamed her tight little pussy hole as it plowed to her womb. But as usual Paula didn't mind his roughness. She craved it. She had depths of horniness she hadn't even explored yet, and only a good rough fucking was going to ease that long-buried lust. As Vince's cock butted her womb, she gurgled in ecstasy.
"Fuck me, baby, fuck your mama good," she groaned.
Vince grasped her slim hips and began hammering his cock into her. Her body shook with the impact, and her big tits swung wildly back and forth. She had to claw the bed to keep from being knocked over- But she loved every second of the nearly-brutal fucking. She kept her legs spread wide, taking her son's hammering prick as deep as she could get it. She needed that kinky combination of pain and pleasure if she was ever going to satisfy her pent-up needs.
"Unnnnhhhh, baby, fuck it to me, fuck it to me," she catched hoarsely.
Vince leered down at her through lust-glazed eyes as he pounded his cock in her melting depths. He watched his engorged boner splitting and spreading her fur-fringed cunt lips and driving to her womb. Once more he felt like the luckiest teenage boy in the world. There wasn't anything his gorgeous mother wouldn't do for him. Her ripe body was all his, to do whatever he wanted to with. There'd be no holding out.
Thinking of all the things he wanted to try with her during their short time together, Vince got excited out of his mind. He fucked into her with lightning speed, too insanely aroused to be gentle. He heard her gasp and felt her cunt steadily tightening around his meat, a sure signal that she was about to come. She dug her nails into the bedspread and went still for a moment, not even breathing. Then her body broke into powerful convulsions, and Vince's cock was soaked with her spurting come.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, whaaahhhhhhhh!" she howled.
"Take my come, Mom," Vince groaned, "here it comes, awwwwww, shit, awwwww!"
As she moaned and took his steaming load, Paula wondered if she could ever get enough fucking. Now that she'd started again, she never wanted to stop. Day and night all she could think of was the next round of fun with Vince. But what was she going to do when the boy had left? This incestuous affair couldn't last, after all. Sooner or later she'd have to return to the real world. So then how was she going to satisfy her lust?
"Mom," Vince whispered, pulling her into his arms, "let's do it again."
Paula murmured her agreement. She'd worry about the future another time.
Chapter Eight
The future came all too soon for Paula. Her days with Vince sped by, and suddenly it was their last night together. Paula knew she wouldn't be seeing the boy again, at least not soon. They both had other lives to live. She knew her secret would be safe with Vince. She just wondered what she was going to do without him.
"Gee, Mom, I'm gonna miss you," Vince said over dinner that last evening.
"I'm going to miss you, too, darling," Paula said, "but I'll bet you'll be glad to get home again."
Vince thought of his girlfriend Stacy and smiled. "Yeah, I guess it will be kinda nice," he said.
Vince helped her clean up the dishes, and then they headed straight for the bedroom. There wasn't going to be any TV watching tonight. Time was just too precious. Vince moved to Paula and began unbuttoning her blouse, and at the same time she reached for the zipper of his jeans. Mother and son were already seething with lust as they undressed each other. Vince got Paula's blouse and bra off, and he cupped her heavy hot tits and squeezed them. Instantly her nipples responded, going long and stiff.
She opened his fly and let his pants slide down. He wasn't wearing shorts tonight, and she was glad. She put her hand directly on his cock, and it ballooned to its full seven inches, pushing aggressively against her fingers. Just touching his hot hard prick was enough to make her ache with need. Quickly she and the boy stripped off the rest of their clothes and headed for the bed.
Vince eased Paula onto her back and then stretched out beside her in the opposite direction. She felt his hot breath on her tits, and then he was caressing the big melons, rubbing his thumbs back and forth over her long erect nipples. Paula shivered with pleasure and reached for his cock, which was right on eye level for her. She pumped the smooth hard meat, eagerly running her fingers up and down the blue-veined shaft.
She tried not to think about the time and how fast it was passing. She tried to forget that tomorrow morning she was putting Vince on a plane for home. The moment was all that counted. She pumped her son's handsome engorged dick until glistening bubbles of juice began to ooze from his piss hole. Then she leaned forward, stuck out her tongue, and started licking up the hot droplets. Vince shivered with excitement when he felt her hot little tongue on the sensitive head of his cock.
He returned the favor, sticking out his tongue and using it on her lust-engorged nipples. Paula moaned with delight when she felt his tongue swirling around and around the stiff buds, lathering them with his hot spit. She tongued his prick faster, lapping up his cream as fast as it dribbled from the cleft of his cock head. While Vince panted on her nipples, she panted on his handsome teenage cock.
"Mmmmmm, baby, yessssss," she sighed.
Vince was closing his lips around her left nipple. He sucked the whole thing into his mouth, sheathing it in hot juicy flesh. He began to suck like a hungry puppy, and Paula felt jolts of pleasure streaking from her nipple right down to her pussy. Naturally she wanted to give Vince as much pleasure as he was giving her, so she opened her lips wide and brought them down around his rigid drooling cock.
"Ahhhh, yeah, Mom, suck my dick," Vince moaned.
This was something he was really going to miss, his mom's expert greedy cock-sucking. In fact he'd made up his mind that if Stacy wouldn't start giving him blow jobs, he'd find a girl who would. Paula's hot wet mouth felt fantastically good around his cock, and he juiced heavily as she began to suck. He could hear her hungry gurgling sounds as she savored and swallowed his salty prick cream.
"Yeah, Mom, that feels great," he moaned.
He went back to sucking her nipples, feeling them throb on his tongue. He wished there was a way he could suck both stiff nubs at once- and maybe there was. He pressed her big ripe tits together till the nipples met, then opened his mouth as wide as he could. It was going to work. Paula gave a muffled squeal of surprise as he sucked both pulsating nipples into his mouth.
That kinky surprise aroused her so much that she sucked even harder and faster on his throbbing cock, gulping down his oozing cream as fast as she could get it. She found herself drooling all over his prick. She could have gone on sucking him for hours, and she wondered what she'd do when her son and his tireless teenage cock were no longer available to her. Then she pushed the thought from her mind. Tonight was for having fun, all the fun she could grab. She could do her worrying some other time.
Greedily, noisily, she sucked Vince's nearly-bursting cock, while he loudly sucked her tender nipples. She felt him groping for her pussy, and she spread her legs wider. She moaned and shivered as he slipped his hand onto the hot wet flesh of her gash. He felt around till he found the fur-fringed mouth of her cunt, then wriggled his thick middle finger into the steaming little hole. He began to finger-fuck her, and Paula creamed all over his jerking finger.
"Mmmmmm, unnnhhhhhh," she moaned.
Mother and son had found yet another way to get each other off, a way they hadn't tried before. In fact Vince had just invented it. Side by side and lying in opposite directions, they eagerly went at each other, Paula sucking Vince's cock upside-down while he sucked her tits and jerked his stiff finger in her cunt. This was just one of the dozens of kinky positions they'd invented over the past two weeks.
And when they were temporarily tired of making love, there was always the thrill of spying on the neighbors. It turned out that Nancy and Jim got it on practically every night of the week, and Paula and Vince were always crouched behind the hedge watching. Afterwards, of course, mother and son would be so horny that they'd make a mad dash for Paula's bed. But tonight, their last time together, they were too busy to do any spying.
Paula sucked greedily and noisily on her son's juicing prick, gobbling up his cream as fast as she could get it. Vince was working his finger faster and faster in her smoking little pussy hole. She felt herself spinning fast towards orgasm, her cunt going tight and gripping around his finger. Wanting to come at the same time as Vince, she held out, and a moment later she felt the first hot sting of jism at the back of her throat. She let go and began to climax.
Both their mouths were full, so they came with muffled moans and groans. Paula gulped Vince's steaming jizz while he fucked her mouth, and he pistoned his finger deep and hard in her squeezing box. It was a nice hard come, but Paula knew it wouldn't be the last one for her tonight, not by a long shot. One orgasm couldn't begin to satisfy either her or Vince. Finally they rolled apart and looked at each other.
"Mmmmm, that was nice-for openers," Paula smiled.
"It sure was," Vince panted, still catching his breath.
"What would you like to do next?" she asked.
Vince's eyes took on a mischievous glint. "I could sure go for some more sixty-nine," he said.
"You've got it," Paula laughed.
That was the nice thing about having a lover who was only a teen-he just never quit. Paula could see his lust returning in full force as he stretched out on his back and she crouched over him. He panted hotly on her pussy and quickly grasped her hips and pulled her closer.
She whimpered in ecstasy when she felt his hot slippery tongue raking over the swollen folds of her gash.
"Mmmmmm, baby, that's so nice," she sighed.
She paused a moment, just savoring the wonderful sensations that radiated from her slit. Vince was getting to be really great at pussy-eating. Again she wondered what she was going to do for a replacement, but she quickly pushed the worry from her mind. She was just not going to spoil her last evening with her son. She fisted his semi-hard young cock and raised the fat purple head to her lips.
Her tongue shot out, and she began lashing the sensitive head of his cock with the hot slippery meat. Vince shivered and moaned, and she felt his prick throb and start to swell in her fist. She loved to feel him stiffen in her hand or her mouth. She popped half his cock into her mouth and kept her fingers curled around the rest, hotly excited as his meat mushroomed to its full thickness and shot right to the back of her throat. Greedily she began to suck, and soon hot delicious cream was bubbling from his piss hole.
"Mmmmmm, uummmmm," she moaned.
"Yeah, Mom, suck," Vince yelped.
He lay back for a moment and didn't do anything but enjoy her loud hot cock-sucking. For sure, Stacy was going to have to learn to give blow jobs. It wasn't fair that Vince went down on her all the time while she refused to suck his cock. There were going to be some changes made when he got home. But he quickly forgot Stacy as his mother's hot mouth suctioned the cream from his lust-engorged cock.
Shivering and writhing with pleasure, he eyed the wet red flesh of her pussy, which was practically in his face. Hot saliva rushed to his mouth, and he quickly stuck out his tongue again and lapped up her tangy-tasting cream. She gave a muffled whimper of pleasure and fed him more of the hot sticky juice. Vince could see it oozing from her cunt and soaking her steaming gash. He tongued up thick loads of the musky cream and swallowed it with a greedy gurgling noise.
When he'd thoroughly cleaned her gleaming red pussy he made his tongue long and stiff and rammed it hard into her cunt. "Unnnhhhhhh," Paula gasped.
It was the most delicious feeling in the world to have her greedy little cunt stuffed with his slippery throbbing tongue. After two weeks of love-making, he knew just how to use his tongue inside her, just how to give her maximum pleasure. He began to piston the wet meat stiffly, like a cock, and Paula responded with heavy helpless creaming and muffled moans of ecstasy. Hotly aroused, she sucked even harder on his cock.
Vince felt like he could shoot about a gallon of jizz down her throat at that very moment, but he struggled to hold out, wanting to take her with him. The way her cunt felt, it wasn't going to be long. The smoking tunnel was getting tighter and tighter around his spearing tongue, and she was drenching his face with her molten cream. He tongue-fucked her with lightning speed, trying to take her over the edge. Her cunt seemed to burn around his jerking tongue.
Everything was very predictable at this point, or so Vince thought. In another second or so his mom would start to come, her cunt spasming hard around his tongue. In that same split second he'd start filling her mouth with boiling jizz. That was the scenario he had in mind, and it was a good one. What he didn't know was that Paula had a naughty little surprise for him.
"Holy shit," he gasped.
Paula had suddenly let his engorged prick snap from her lips and had burrowed deeper between his legs. He snapped his head back from her pussy and let out a surprised yelp as she crammed her juicy hot tongue up his asshole. He shuddered in ecstasy when she shoved her tongue right to the root in the tight nether passage. He'd never had anything in his ass before, and it simply felt fantastic.
"Unnhhhhh, Mom, I love it," he groaned, "keep doing it to me, please."
Paula gave a muffled chuckle and started ass-fucking him with her tongue. She knew Vince's love for kinky experiments, and she'd been sure he'd go for this one. He heard him panting and moaning as she jerked her slick hot tongue in his tight shitter. But she wasn't prepared for what happened next. To her surprise and delight, Vince crammed his tongue into her asshole and started pistoning it deep and hard.
"Mmmmmmm, baby, yesssss," she hissed.
Mother and son went at each other furiously, wet tongues reaming smoking assholes. Paula caught Vince's lustily wagging cock and pumped it while she tongued deep into his shitter. Vince again returned the favor, cramming a stiff finger up her cunt while he pistoned his tongue in her brownie. It was delicious fun-but just too crazily exciting to last. Before long they were both teetering on the brink of explosive orgasms.
Paula came first. "Oooooooo, God, I'm coming!" she gasped, then crammed her tongue back into Vince's ass as hard and deep as she could.
That set Vince off. "Awwwwwww, fuckin' shit, awwwwww!" he roared.
He crammed his tongue deep in her convulsing shitter, and his cock seemed to explode in her fist. It gave a violent lurch, and then his sizzling come was all over her hand and spurting out between her fingers. They worked their tongues furiously in each other's asses till they both fell back exhausted and panting for breath.
"Well, that sure was different," Vince grinned.
"I'll say," Paula laughed. "I better go clean up."
"I'll join you," he leered.
They had a shower together, then a rest and a snack. There was no question of going to sleep. They both knew it was going to be an all-night orgy of love-making, the last love-making they'd ever have. And because it was their last night, Paula had saved a very special adventure for her son. It was a surprise she knew he'd love, but she wouldn't spring it till exactly the right moment.
After their break they returned to the bedroom, and Paula wasn't surprised to see that Vince had a stiff cock again. The kid was an absolute sex fiend. Of course most boys were, as she'd discovered in her years as a teacher. It seemed like at any given moment half the class had hard-ons. It used to annoy her, because she knew they weren't thinking about the lesson she was teaching. But tonight the sight of a rigid teenage cock delighted her.
This time they climbed onto the bed and started fucking without any preliminaries. Sometimes they did that, when they were both too horny to wait. Paula rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide, and Vince gave a lusty growl and threw himself onto her, cramming his throbbing boner deep into her juice-slick cunt. She took the rough thrust with a groan of ecstasy, and Vince felt her sizzling pussy cream drenching his meat.
"Ohhhhhh, yes, baby, fuck it to me," she cried, "fuck my pussy good and hard."
Vince gave a happy sigh and shoved his hands under her ass, holding her writhing pelvis in place as he hammered his stiff cock into her. Again everything seemed pleasantly predictable. His mother's snug hot cunt would gradually tighten around his cock till he couldn't take the wild sensation any longer, and then he'd start jetting his come into her as she moaned and climaxed. Or so he thought, he didn't know about the surprise she had in store.
"That's enough, Vince," she suddenly said.
"Huh?" he exclaimed, raising his head and gawking at her.
"That's enough," she repeated, wriggling out from under him.
Vince groaned in frustration as his engorged prick popped from her deliciously hot and clinging cunt. "Aw, come on, Mom," he whined, "don't make me stop now."
"I don't want to do that any longer," Paula said. Then she broke into a grin. "I want to do this."
She rolled onto her hands and knees, thrusting her shapely little ass up in the air. Vince breathed a sigh of relief and went to kneel behind her. He fucked the swollen head of his prick into her cunt mouth, but she jerked forward, pulling away from him.
"No, darling," she said huskily, "don't fuck my cunt-fuck my ass.
Vince shivered with excitement. He eyed the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter, and his cock gave a lusty jump. Secretly he'd been wanting to fuck his mom in the ass but hadn't had the nerve to suggest it. Now she'd suggested it herself, and he didn't waste any time taking her up on the idea. He smeared the fat hard head of his prick with her pussy cream, then pressed it against the little wrinkled opening.
"Yes, baby, push," Paula panted.
This was a first for her. It was the one thing Tony had never done to her, and she was dying to find out what it was like. Vince pushed steadily into her, and she quickly discovered that her asshole had the same sexy feelings as her cunt. She gurgled with pleasure and clawed the bed as her son slowly but steadily filled her juicy hot shitter with his throbbing cock-meat. She creamed furiously, the molten juice running down her legs.
"Oooooo, honey, yesssss," she gasped, "keep going, it feels great."
Vince was practically coming as he eased his stiff cock into the tiniest hole he'd ever fucked. He was careful not to hurt her. He didn't shove or go too fast. But he was getting excited out of his mind as he felt his prick sheathed in that gripping flesh. At last his balls touched her ass, and he paused to catch his breath. Her greedy little shitter throbbed all around his cock.
"Oh, wow, fantastic," he panted. "Fuck me, baby, fuck my ass," Paula begged.
Grasping her hips, Vince began to ass-fuck her in long, slow, sensuous strokes. Paula was in ecstasy. She loved having her hot little shitter stuffed with his throbbing cock. She crouched there clawing the bed and creaming like crazy as Vince reamed her ass and thrust to her molten depths. This was their greatest adventure together, the most kinky and exciting thing she could ever offer him.
"Ooooooo, I love it, baby, I just love it," she moaned.
Vince would always remember her this way, moaning hoarsely as she took his cock up her ass. His mother was a hot-blooded sensual woman, and every other woman he met from now on would have to come up to her image. He wouldn't settle for anything less. As his arousal mounted, he began ass-fucking her faster, and she responded with whimpers of pleasure.
"Ohhhhhh, Vince, honey, I'm gonna come," she gasped.
"Me, too," Vince groaned, "can't hold out much longer, your ass is so fuckin' tight."
"Then do it to me, darling," Paula sobbed, "come in my ass! Ohhhhhh, God, that's it, I'm coming!"
"Awwwwww, Jesus, take my come!" Vince yelled.
Paula closed her eyes and blotted out everything but the ecstasy she felt as her own teenage son filled her ass with his molten jizz. She tried not to think about tomorrow.
Chapter Nine
After seeing Vince off on the plane next morning, Paula realized there was only one thing to do. She couldn't live without a man, not any more, so she'd better go right out and find one. And she knew just the man. He was attractive, successful in his work, her own age-and she knew he wanted her. The moment she got home, she phoned Ray Morgan.
"Ray," she purred, "would you like to come to dinner tonight? Vince has left, and I'm feeling lonely."
Ray accepted almost before she finished talking. Then she raced downtown and bought the sexiest dress she could find. It was black, silky and clingy. It had no back at all, and the front was cut almost to her belly button. It looked like she was flaunting her body at Ray-she was. This man could be the answer to all her problems.
Ray arrived exactly at seven, and she wondered if he'd been sitting in his car timing his entrance. The shy chemistry teacher looked handsome in his three-piece suit and tie, and he was carrying a huge bouquet of flowers. But when he saw Paula in that revealing black dress, his mouth dropped open and he stood in the doorway and stared. Paula was sure she could feel his eyes burning into her body.
"Won't you come in, Ray?" she smiled.
He muttered something and stumbled in after her. As she went to put the bouquet in a vase she wondered how she was going to get him to loosen up. Maybe a strong drink would do it. She made a pitcher of martinis and returned to the living room where Ray was sitting nervously on the edge of the couch seat. Once more his eyes roamed hungrily over her tall big-titted figure.
"How's your vacation going, Ray?" Paula asked as she handed him a double martini.
He started talking, and the drink started to take effect. Soon he wasn't stammering and blushing any more, and he was frankly looking down the split front of her dress and ogling her cleavage. That was more like it. Paula inched closer to him on the couch, till their knees touched. Ray began to breathe hard. She rubbed her knee against his and spoke to him in a seductive husky voice.
"You know, Ray, I've always had the impression that you're interested in me," she said. "Am I right?"
"Yes," he said with a shy grin, "I've been wanting to go out with you for a long time, Paula."
"Then why didn't you ask me, silly?" she grinned. "It just so happens that I'm interested in you, too."
"You are?" Ray exclaimed.
"Ummmmm-hmmmmm," Paula cooed, raising her face, "and if you don't believe me, kiss me and I'll prove it."
Ray figured he was dreaming. This just couldn't be happening. For three years now he'd lusted after the beautiful schoolteacher, fantasized about her, jacked off while thinking about her-but he'd never expected her to come on to him. She was a man-hater, an old maid. Everybody knew that. Yet here she was obviously trying to seduce him. It couldn't be real.
But what the hell, even if he was dreaming, he might as well enjoy it. Eagerly he slipped his arms around her and kissed her red-glossed lips. Her lips parted and her tongue darted out, teasing the tip of his tongue. She cuddled against him, and even through their clothes he could feel her lust-stiffened nipples poking his chest. If this was a dream, her hot body sure as hell felt real.
His hard-on was for real, too. As they exchanged darting tongues, his balls swelled and filled, and his cock mushroomed into rigidity. Ray silently cursed. How was he going to explain that grotesque bulge in his pants? On the other hand, maybe that was what Paula wanted. She sure was asking for it as she probed his mouth with her hot little tongue and rubbed her stiff nipples against his chest.
Finally they came up for air, both of them flushed and lusty-eyed. Paula looked Ray over to see his reaction to their steamy tongue-kiss, and she noticed that the fly of his pants was sharply tented. She shivered with excitement, and her swelling pussy began to cream. A hard cock was exactly what she needed right now. She set her hand on the obscene bulge, and Ray flinched and stared.
Smiling and caressing his engorged boner through his clothes, Paula said huskily, "It's obvious that we both want each other, Ray. Why don't we go to the bedroom?"
Now Ray was positive that he was dreaming. He'd been wanting her for three years and getting no response. Now he'd hardly been in her house ten minutes and she was inviting him to fuck her. It was an outrageous dream. But he intended to go on enjoying it. Paula led the way down the hall to her room, and when they were inside, she closed the door and snaked her arms around Ray's neck and kissed him hotly. As she jerked her tongue in his mouth, she wantonly rubbed her swollen mound against his stiff cock. Then she stepped back and grinned.
"We're going to have a lot of fun together, Ray," she said, "I'm sure of it."
Ray felt that if he tried to speak his voice would come out in some kind of primitive howl. He just followed Paula's lead. She started to undress, and so did he. He was clumsy about it, though, because he couldn't take his eyes off Paula. She kicked off her shoes and skinned out of her pantyhose, then reached back and unzipped her dress. The dress floated to the floor, and he saw that she wasn't wearing a bra, just a ridiculously tiny pair of black bikini panties.
Still smiling at him, she slipped the panties down, and Ray ogled her small neat bush, triangular and dark. His prick gave a massive horny leap and almost tore its way out of his shorts. Paula strolled naked to the bed, her big ripe tits quivering enticingly. She stretched out on her neck and opened her legs a little, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of her wet pink slit.
"I'm waiting, Ray," she purred, "and I'm sooooo horny."
Ray practically wrecked his expensive new suit tearing his way out of it. But finally he was naked and hurrying over to the bed, his prick wagging stiffly and lewdly before him. Paula eyed it with approval and excitement. He might look shy, and he might wear those old-fashioned horn-rimmed glasses, but he was hung like a horse. His thick eight-incher was even bigger than Vince's cock.
She fought the urge to just throw herself on him and grab his rigid cock and cram it into herself. She intended to be with this man for a long time, hopefully forever, and she wanted their first love-making to be just right. She gently pushed Ray onto his back and crouched beside him. He had to learn right away what a good lover she could be and how eager she was to please her man, putting his pleasure before her own.
"Mmmmm, just look at that gorgeous hard-on," she sighed.
Ray was in no way prepared when she dipped her head down, stuck out her tongue, and started licking his cock. It was the last thing in the world he expected Paula Porter to do. The frosty, distant and prim schoolteacher was lashing her hot juicy tongue all over the engorged head of his dick, lapping up his oozing cock cream like it was candy.
"Mmmmmm, uuummmmm," she moaned.
He just had to be dreaming, yet the sensations he felt were too good, too real for that. Paula's tongue was scorching and slippery, and it felt terrific on his sensitive cock head. She cleaned his prick of dribbling juice, then stuck the stiff tip of her tongue down in his piss hole and reamed out more of the salty liquid. She obviously had a real taste for prick cream. Ray could feel her drooling all over the head of his dick.
"Ahhhhhhh, Jesus," he gasped.
Paula had suddenly opened her red lips wide and brought them down around his rigid cock. It was a fantastic sensation as she sheathed his stiff boner in molten juicy flesh. Ray groaned and almost came. Paula fisted the thick hairy base of his cock and eased the rest into her mouth. She drew in her cheeks and began to suck, a loud hungry slurping noise that aroused hell out of Ray.
"My God, yes," he growled, "yes, suck my cock, Paula."
He'd never dreamed he'd be saying those words to the cold and distant Paula Porter. He figured he'd never get to first base with her, that she'd always remain a jack-off fantasy for him. But here she was taking the lead in their love-making, cramming his stiff cock into her mouth and sucking it ravenously. Ray loved it. He wished this scene would never end.
Paula was suctioning the hot cream out of his piss hole. As it touched her taste buds, she drooled, then moaned. She rolled the hot liquid around in her mouth to savor it, then gulped it down and sucked for more. The only problem with the whole scene was, Ray could hardly keep from coming. His balls felt so full they were about to burst, and his cock ached to release its sizzling load. He fought his rapidly spiraling level of lust, but it was no use.
"Paula," he groaned, "don't let me come yet."
Paula got the message. She raised her head and let his spit-soaked cock snap from her lips. With a horny growl, Ray leaped at her and pushed her onto her back. He bent her long legs and drew them wide apart, ogling the luscious-looking pink flesh of her gash. Then he thrust his face down into her steaming pussy and began to tongue-lash the tangy-tasting flesh. Paula shivered violently.
"Ohhhhhh, Ray, yes," she moaned, "I love that. Lick me all over, baby, don't stop."
She wasn't exaggerating her excitement. Somehow the bashful chemistry teacher had become a superb pussy-eater. Knowing she was under the tongue of an expert, Paula settled back to gurgle and moan and enjoy. It was a terrific relief to find that Ray aroused her just as much as her son did, maybe even more. She didn't want to remain obsessed with Vince the rest of her life. She wanted to become a normal woman. And with Ray, that was exactly what she was doing.
"Oooooo, baby, yessss," she hissed, "stick your big tongue in me."
Ray was shoving his whole tongue up her cunt, filling her with it. She adored the sensation. The wet meat throbbed against every inch of her cuntal tube. He began using his tongue like a cock inside her, jerking it deep and hard, and Paula wailed in ecstasy. She clawed the bed and arched her body upwards, taking his spearing tongue as deep as she could get it.
"Do it to me, do it to me," she sobbed.
Ray knew he wasn't dreaming now, but it still seemed so incredible that he should be in bed with a very willing Paula Porter, actually jerking his tongue in her cunt. And it was a very nice cunt, too, snug and hot and juicy. He was aching to cram his engorged prick into that velvety smoking tunnel. He felt the little hole going tighter and tighter around his pistoning tongue, and he knew Paula was on the verge of orgasm. But at the last moment she pulled away.
"No, don't let me come," she gasped, just as he'd done earlier. "Fuck me, Ray, get me off with your cock."
Just the words Ray wanted to hear- although he'd never dreamed he would actually be hearing them. Paula lay there flushed and panting with need, her legs wide open for him, her little cunt mouth gushing a river of molten cream. No woman could have been more ready. Ray threw himself onto her with a growl of lust and crammed his steel-hard boner into her juice-slick twat. They both groaned as he plowed to her womb in one hungry throat.
"Awwwwww, Christ, you're hot," he cried.
"Unnnhhhh, Ray, stick that big cock into me," Paula moaned, "give me every inch of it."
He shoved his hands under her churning ass and got a firm grip. He began to fuck her in long, deep, sensuous strokes, not hurrying. Paula gurgled and clung to him, and he knew she wasn't faking her passion. No woman could fake that steady, heavy creaming. She soaked his cock with the molten juice, and it overflowed to soak his balls. It was all for real-Paula Porter taking his stiff cock and loving it.
"Ahhhhh, Ray, you're fucking me so good," she whimpered. "Don't stop, fuck me forever."
Ray wished he could do exactly that, keep his pistoning cock forever inside her burning, gripping pussy hole, but he was so insanely aroused, he knew he was going to come at any moment. And as his excitement mounted, he fucked into her faster and faster. Paula seemed to like that. The harder he fucked her, the more aroused she got. She began to jerk her hips to his rhythm, fucking back at him. She was everything he'd ever dreamed about in bed-horny and wild and uninhibited.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me," she chanted, going out of her mind with pleasure.
Ray's cock felt ready to spurt ten gallons of jizz, but he gritted his teeth and fucked the moaning schoolteacher even harder and faster. He was determined to take her with him when he came. Paula clawed his shoulders, her pretty face all twisted into a lusty grimace. She was moaning and creaming non-stop, and her fiery-hot cunt was tightening around his jackhammering cock. It wouldn't be long now.
"Ahhhhhh, Ray, honey, I'm almost there," Paula groaned. "Take me over, baby, fuck it to me as hard as you can."
Ray pulled out all stops, fucking her with all the speed and force at his command. Her big-titted body flinched once, and then he felt his prick deluged with her sizzling cream. Her body bucked violently beneath him, and her cunt began squeeze and release his meat in a hard hungry rhythm. She was over the edge-and taking him with her.
"Ray, you're making me come!" she howled. "Ohhhhh, God, I love it, ohhhhh!"
Ray felt his balls explode. "Take my come, baby," he roared, "take it, awwwwwwwww, shit, aaagghhhhhhh!"
They moaned and writhed together for a long delicious time, then rolled apart and looked at each other. Obviously Ray was going to have some questions. Why had Paula suddenly changed from a frigid old maid into a hot-blooded seductress? And why had she chosen Ray to make the change with?
"Okay," he chuckled, "let's have it. Why this? Why me?"
Paula reached out to pet his cock. "Let's just say I decided to live after all."
