Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on an individual basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual relationships.
The fact is, Americans are only now learning to discuss sex and sexuality with candor, and usually that is within the limits of marital sex.
While no one is advocating sex as the prime focus of life, and while sexual privacy is very important, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sexual practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
The characters in MOM DOES IT FOR FUN are cases in point. Their story is one of real importance for our hung-up society. It is a story well worth the reading if we are ever to understand our own sexuality.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"I wish we had a man around this house," Nicole Benson sighed.
The pretty blonde widow could have used a man for more than one reason. She'd just received yet another call from the local high school principal about her son Clint's misbehavior. The boy needed a strong father figure to help keep him in line. And Nicole needed a husband. Her need for good loving seemed to get stronger every day.
Right now, even with her concern about Clint, it was hard to keep her mind off her nagging horniness. Her pussy had that all-too-familiar hot ache, and she kept thinking how great it would be if she had an attractive man to fall into bed with. But the chances of finding one were pretty slim.
Nicole had to work hard all day as a checker to support herself and Clint, and in the evenings she felt she ought to keep her son company rather than go out. So there really was no time in her life to look for a husband, as much as she craved one. Things seemed to be piling up on her these days.
Clint was not only making trouble in class and skipping school, his grades were terrible. Nicole intended to have a long talk with him as soon as he got home, but for now she was going to relax and enjoy the brief hour during which she had the house to herself. She mixed herself a refreshing gin and tonic and flopped into her favorite chair.
Across the room on the mantel she could see a photograph of her late husband, Jim, and she smiled fondly at it. Jim was so damned good-looking, the sight of him still turned her on, even though he'd been dead almost four years. That head-on collision had wiped out a big part of Nicole.
Luckily, looking at Jim's picture only brought back the good memories. As she sipped her drink, her mind wandered back to her very first date with Jim and the exciting love-making they'd shared. From the moment they met, they'd been hotly attracted to each other, and that had never changed.
Nicole had been very young, a mere teenager, when she first met Jim Benson, an apprentice mechanic who was new in town. She was at a drive-in with some girlfriends, and Jim was in the next car, by himself. She and Jim took one look at each other, and that was it. He followed the car she was in, followed her home, and asked her for a date the very next night.
Nicole wasn't allowed to date yet, but she just had to see this guy, so she arranged with her best friend, Shirley, to cover for her. Saying that she was staying all night at Shirley's, she met Jim on a street corner, and he drove her to the movies. Nicole would never remember what movie it was, because she and Jim had been too busy necking to even watch the film.
Right away, in the darkness of the theater, he slipped his arm around her shoulders, which was pretty exciting for a girl who'd never even been alone with a boy before. Nicole felt a strange heat between her legs, a sensation she'd never had before, either. Her virgin pussy became swollen and moist as she leaned against Jim's hard male body.
Then he started kissing her. She'd never been kissed before, and she was prepared for a light peck on the lips. Jim seemed to cover her mouth with his, and then he started darting his tongue rapidly between her lips. It drove Nicole wild. She started creaming her panties and couldn't stop. Boys had never affected her like this.
Jim was so handsome, so sexy, and he really knew how to turn a girl on. He kept up those teasing tongue-kisses, and gradually they got longer and deeper. He and Nicole locked mouths for minutes at a time, and he probed around in her mouth with his slick hot tongue till she wanted to whimper with excitement. Her pussy kept getting hotter.
Nicole didn't know the word "horny" in those days, and she didn't understand what was happening to her. It was all new and strange and very exciting. She only knew that she wanted Jim to go on fondling and kissing her. She never wanted those thrilling sensations to stop. Then she felt his hand sliding down to cup her right tit.
She gave a feeble whimper of protest, sensing that he was going too far, but he ignored her. In a few seconds she didn't care. He was expertly molding her firm apple-size tit and making her feel very aroused. Her nipple grew into a hard little nub. He had to be able to feel it even through her bra and shirt.
He squeezed one tit, then the other, till they were both swollen up taut and extremely sensitive. By now, Nicole had creamed through her panties and jeans. She was breathing hard, her knees, had turned to rubber, and she couldn't think straight. That was her condition when the movie ended and she tottered after Jim to his car.
"Let's take a drive, okay?" he grinned.
"Sure," Nicole said breathlessly.
She'd have agreed to anything he wanted, she was so hotly attracted to him. He drove out of town to the edge of a lake where they parked and watched the moon come up. He started in with the kissing again, and then he slid his hands up under her shirt and cupped her tits through her scanty bra. Her tits throbbed hard and eagerly against his expertly caressing hands.
When he reached around her to unhook her bra, Nicole sensed that if she didn't stop him now, she never would. And she knew she didn't want him to stop. Everything he did was exciting to her, and she just wanted him to go on and on. She let him undo the catch of her bra, then push her bra and shirt up out of the way, baring her luscious young tits to the moonlight.
"Gorgeous," he murmured.
Nicole gave a helpless little squeal of excitement as his hands closed over her naked tits. This was a lot more thrilling than when he'd felt them through her clothes. He molded and squeezed the hot silky-skinned globes, and her nipples responded again, going elongated and stiff against his palms. She gasped when he dipped his head down and began licking her tits.
"Jim," she exclaimed.
"It's okay," he said soothingly, "there's nothing wrong with this."
"But it's weird," she giggled.
"It's also fun," he laughed. "Just lean back and relax and enjoy it."
Nicole still thought it was weird, but she did as he suggested, lying back against the seat and letting her body go limp and submissive. Jim's hot slippery tongue twirled around and around her right nipple, then the left. It tickled a little, but it also felt very sexy.
"Mmmmmmmm, nice," she murmured.
She was starting to cream again, the same hot helpless creaming as at the movies. The molten sticky liquid seeped steadily from her virgin cunt and through her panties and jeans. Later, when she learned more about sex, she'd know that women always cream like that when a man gets them aroused, but on that first night the innocent girl had no idea what was happening to her body.
"Ohhhhhh, gosh," she gasped.
Jim was sucking her nipples now, and that felt really wild. Hot stings of pleasure ripped from her. swollen tits right down to her uncontrollably creaming pussy. She whimpered softly as he sucked one nipple, then the other, into throbbing rigidity. Too excited to stay passive, she pushed her hands under his t-shirt and felt the hair on his broad chest.
She ran her fingers through those tight curly hairs, moaning with arousal as Jim noisily sucked on her stiff nipples. Then he eased her down on the seat, on her back, and started unzipping her jeans. Nicole felt a sudden panic. She didn't know a whole lot about sex, but she knew this near-stranger was getting awfully familiar with her.
"Wait, Jim," she panted, "maybe you're going too far."
"Nicole," he said gently, "just let me do a few nice things to you and see how they feel.
If you don't like them, I'll stop."
"Well, maybe," she said nervously, "but you're not gonna try to, uh, you know, are you?"
Jim laughed and said, "Honey, I'm a very horny guy, but I'm not an asshole. I'd never try to fuck you if you didn't want me to. So relax, okay?"
"Okay," Nicole said, blushing.
She wasn't allowed to use words like fuck and asshole, but Jim used them very easily. He also had a way of soothing her and relaxing her. She let him slip off her sandals and then her jeans and her tiny bikini panties. She was naked in front of him, naked with a guy for the first time. Jim's eyes swept hungrily over her young teenage body.
"Christ, you're beautiful," he said hoarsely.
Nicole was petite but perfectly shaped, slim and curvy, with high-riding tits just the size and shape of ripe apples. Her small bush was triangular and blonde and still girlishly wispy. Jim ran his big callused hands up and down her body, doing it gently, almost as if he feared breaking such a delicate object.
Nicole loved having him touch her naked body. She was getting bold and lusty now, losing her shyness with this older man. She was very curious about the big lump she could see at the fly of his jeans. She was dying to know what a cock looked like, and how boys were different from girls.
"Hey, Jim," she giggled, "this is no fair. You took my clothes off, but you're still dressed."
"Darned if you aren't right, little lady," he grinned. "Go ahead, you undress me."
Nicole went at it eagerly. She tugged off his t-shirt, ogled his massive hairy chest, then went for the zipper of his jeans. While she was tugging at it, he kicked off his sneakers, then watched her with a big grin. Nicole knew she was clumsy, but, darn it, she'd never stripped a guy before. Finally she got his pants open, then gasped with surprise when she saw that he wasn't wearing shorts.
His massive prick lurched from his fly, long and rigid and as thick as her wrist. Nicole stared and stared at it. Cocks were a whole lot bigger than she'd imagined. She went on staring, mouth open, till Jim laughed at her.
"Honey, haven't you ever seen a cock before?" he asked.
"Uh-uh," Nicole said slowly, shaking her head.
"Well, it won't bite," he chuckled. "Go ahead, pet it. It wants to be your friend."
She still hesitated, so he took her hand and placed it on his steel-stiff prick. She gasped and shivered. His cock was so hot and hard, so alive. It throbbed against her fingers as she gingerly explored it. After a few moments she lost her nervousness and began touching his prickmeat more firmly. She noticed glistening cream dripping from a dark cleft at the head of his cock.
"What's that stuff?" she asked.
"Juice," he said. "It happens when a guy's turned-on."
Nicole trailed a fingertip over his piss hole and collected some of his cream. It was hot and sticky, just like her own. She rubbed the stuff up and down his cock, and he gave a horny shiver and drew her down on her back again. Now his massive stiff cock was out of her reach.
"You can play with it more later," he said hoarsely. "I was gonna do some nice things to you, remember?"
Nicole nodded shyly. It felt strange to have a man staring at her most secret places. Jim was easing her legs open, exposing the cream-soaked pink flesh of her pussy. He trailed one big finger over the puffed flesh, and Nicole moaned and shivered. It felt even better than when she touched herself down there.
Nicole had recently discovered how to play with herself, and she'd been doing a lot of it lately. Every night when she went to bed, she'd think about some movie star who really turned her on, and then she'd play with her pussy till she came. Now she realized how amateurish her pussy-play had been. Jim knew exactly where to touch her, all the most sensitive spots.
"Mmmmmm, yesssss," she gurgled.
"I told you, you'd like it," he chuckled.
He took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it gently and excitingly. Nicole felt a steady buzz of pleasure as he worked the incredibly sensitive lump of flesh between his fingers. To her surprise, she suddenly soaked his fingers with molten cunt juice.
"Oh, wow, Jim, that feels fantastic," she cried.
"I'll get you off this way," he said. "Just lie back and relax."
Nicole cooperated eagerly. Everything this man did to her felt great, and she sensed that this was going to be the best thing so far. His fingers worked faster and faster, kneading her clit and making her cream in hot helpless spurts. She started beating her heels on the car seat and whimpering with ecstasy as Jim expertly brought her to climax.
"Oooooooh, shit, oooooooh!" she squealed, coming hard.
Dizzily she glimpsed Jim's face, his eyes hot with lusty excitement as he brought her off. Then she screwed her eyes shut and rocketed through the delicious orgasm, soaking his whole hand with her flooding come-cream. He kept on stimulating her fuck button as she came, making her climax very intense.
"Ohhhhhh, God, it's good!" she gurgled.
It was the most powerful orgasm she'd ever had, and she realized she had a lot to learn about sex. The climaxes she gave herself were piddling compared to this. Still, her lust hadn't gone away. She wanted more. That delicious long orgasm had made her eager for Jim's expert love-making.
"You -liked that?" he smiled.
Nicole nodded eagerly. "Oh, yeah, Jim, that was great."
"Well, you're gonna like this even more," he promised.
"Jim," Nicole gasped, "what in the world are you doing?"
He was shoving his head between her legs. Nicole had never heard of such a thing before, and she thought it was really weird. She felt his dark hair tickling her inner thighs, and then he was panting on her pussy. She was about to tell him to stop that crazy stuff, when suddenly she felt the most delicious sensations she'd ever known.
"Oooooooh, shit, unnnhhhhh," she moaned.
Something hot and slick and juicy was playing all over her pussy, giving her exquisite pleasure. She quickly realized that it was Jim's tongue. He was licking her cunt, licking every inch of it and soaking it with his hot spit. It was weird, all right, but delicious. Nicole couldn't bear to make him stop.
"Ohhhhh, Jim, I love that," she sobbed.
She opened her legs even wider for him, drawing her knees up to her chest. She was just following her instincts, giving him more puffed pussy to lick, getting all the great sensations she could. He gobbled her offering, lashing his big hot tongue all over her rosy cream-beaded pussy.
Nicole had never felt anything remotely like it. He tongued her clit, giving her hot stabs of pleasure. His tongue darted teasingly in and out of her virgin cuntal opening. He tongued even lower, lathering the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. He didn't miss an inch of flesh between her eagerly parted legs.
Then, when he'd coated it all with his hot spit, he closed in on the most sensitive spot of all, her small hooded clit. He flicked the throbbing bud with the stiff tip of his tongue, doing it very fast, giving her a continuous buzz of pleasure. Nicole creamed all over his lashing tongue.
"Oh, shit, yes," she gasped, "I love that. Please keep doing it, Jim, get me off."
"I'll suck you off," he replied, his voice muffled as he pressed his face against her cunt.
He covered her pulsating clit with his hot lips and began to suck. Nicole almost shot through the car roof, the pleasure was so powerful and sudden. She screamed in ecstasy and flooded his face with her uncontrollably gushing cream. Still letting her natural instincts take charge, she threw her legs around his head and locked them there.
"Ohhhh, fuck, honey," she sobbed, "keep sucking, you're gonna make me come so good."
His loud wet sucking echoed through the car, punctuated by Nicole's shrill cries of ecstasy. His lips were even more thrilling than his fingers. He sucked her fast and greedily, and in a matter of seconds she was hovering on the brink of another body-blasting climax.
Nicole knew she was hooked on him. How could she ever go back to playing with herself after she'd known this kind of wild pleasure? No way could she do that. She needed Jim, his expert fingers and mouth and tongue. She'd do anything this man wanted, if he'd just go on making love to her.
Now she closed her eyes tightly and felt a gigantic orgasm welling up from her clit and shaking her slim body. The pleasure tremors seemed to come right from Jim's loudly sucking lips. Each suck sent a delicious shudder through her, another powerful blast of delicious sensation.
"Ohhhhh, Jim, you're doing it," she sobbed, "you're making me come! Unnnnnnnhhhhhhh, whaahhhhhhh!"
She came even harder this time, as Jim sucked her through the whole orgasm, allowing her to drain out every single drop of pleasure. She was sobbing with satisfaction when he finally raised his cream-soaked face from between her legs. He grinned down at the dazed and panting girl.
"I guess you -liked that okay," he said.
"Oh, Jim, it was wonderful," Nicole sighed.
"I think you might like this even better," he said, once more plunging his face into her steaming pussy.
My God, she thought, how many times is he going to make me come?
He was spoiling her for any other man, and she had a hunch he was doing it on purpose.
He was getting her so spoiled, so hooked on his love-making, that she'd never look at anybody else. Now he twirled the stiff tip of his tongue in the tight little opening of her cunt, making her wild with need.
"Ohhhhh, Jim, yesssss," she whimpered, tugging at his hair, "give me more, stick your tongue in farther."
He started inching his big thick tongue into her tiny unexplored pussy, and she howled with delight. He was right, she -liked this even better than having her clit sucked. She seemed to have a hot need for something in her cunt, something long and hot and stiff.
The deeper he thrust his tongue into her, the more exciting it felt to the hotly aroused teenage girl. She soaked his tongue with molten cream and locked her tugging fingers in his dark curly hair. She kept her legs wide apart, wanting his throbbing tongue as deep as she could get it. But when he was just a few inches into her, he stopped, gave a muffled exclamation, and pulled out.
"Jesus," he said, "you really are a virgin."
"That doesn't make any difference, does it?" Nicole moaned, seething with frustration. "You can still put your tongue in me, can't you?"
"Not till I bust your cherry, honey," Jim said hoarsely. "I can't get through it with my tongue. I can't get all the way into you unless we fuck. But that's up to you."
He rose to his knees, as if deliberately showing her how massive his cock was, letting her know exactly what would be going into her body if she chose to fuck him. Nicole almost panicked. She knew how tiny her cunt was. Even his slippery tongue had felt enormous. So how in the world could she take a slab of meat that looked almost as big as her forearm?
Jim's cock wagged stiffly, menacingly before her eyes, the long shaft bulging with blue veins, his huge purple cockhead dripping hot cream. Nicole wanted something in her cunt. She'd loved it when he put his tongue in there. But she was sure his cock would split her in half.
"Jim, it looks too big to go in," she said.
He chuckled knowingly. "Oh, it'll go in, all right," he said. "Nature didn't screw up on this design. But if you feel scared, we won't do it."
Suddenly her lust and curiosity outweighed her nervousness. "Let's try it," she said.
"Okay," Jim said, "try to relax as much as you can. It usually hurts a girl the first time, but I'll be as gentle as I can."
Nicole trusted him. He'd been very gentle with her so far. She kept her legs bent and spread, and now Jim let himself down on her, his thick chest hairs enveloping her stiff nipples. She was surprised how lightly he lay on her, careful not to crush her. Then she felt the massive knob of his cockhead pressing against her tiny cuntal opening.
He slid his hands under her ass and cupped her firm little ass cheeks, holding her in place. Then he started easing his giant cock into her ever so slowly, but steadily. Nicole felt unexpectedly excited. The fit was very tight, it even hurt a little, but it was so thrilling to feel his massive fuck tool gradually filling her belly.
"Oh, baby," he groaned, "so fuckin' tight."
The big man was shivering and moaning, and Nicole realized how much effort it was costing him to be slow and gentle with her and not to shoot his load. She would always appreciate his gentleness. He pushed into her with extreme care till he came up against the membrane of her cherry.
"I'm gonna have to hurt you now, honey," he said. "I have to break through."
"Do it," Nicole panted, clawing his broad shoulders.
He drew back, then slammed forward, cutting through the membrane hard but cleanly. Nicole screamed. Then he lay still on her, his cock fully into her, letting her get used to the feeling. He stroked her hair till the pain went away. As the sore feeling faded, Nicole felt that hot excitement again, the thrill of having a man's swollen cock throbbing against every inch of her aroused and creamy cunt.
"You okay, honey?" Jim asked.
"Yes, I'm fine now," Nicole said. "Are we fucking?"
"No," he chuckled. "This is fucking."
He started moving his stiff cock inside her. He began slowly, deeply and gently, bringing her along expertly. He kept up the slow tempo till she started responding to it, moving her hips to his rhythm, sighing with pleasure. His stiff prickshaft sawed up and down over her clit, giving her delicious sensations.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, I love it," she gurgled.
"I'm gonna do it to you faster now," he said hoarsely.
He fucked her faster and faster, training her along till she could take a normal rhythm without pain. She knew the big man was exercising incredible skill and patience with her, and she loved him for it. He didn't turn her off sex on her very first experience by being too rough. He made her love it.
"Ohhhh, Jim, it feels so good," she moaned, "I don't ever wanta stop."
"Neither do I, honey," he chuckled, "but I'm just about to shoot my load. Can't hold out much longer. So I'm gonna try to take you with me."
He firmed his grip on her hot little ass cheeks, then began fucking her really fast, their bodies slapping together. Nicole clung to him, fucking right back at him and greedily rubbing her swollen clit against his stiff shaft. The pleasure built and built in her pussy till she was sobbing with it.
"Oh, fuck, honey, I'm gonna come," she moaned.
"Yeah, baby, let's both come right now," he panted.
He ground his cock deep and hard into her, igniting the fire in her clit, giving her a body-blasting orgasm that almost made her faint with pleasure. At the same second she felt her cunt being flooded with his boiling jism, a delicious sensation to the ecstatic girl.
"Ohhhhhh, God, I'm coming!" she wailed. "Ohhhhhh, Jim, honey, whaahhhhhhh!"
"Awwwww, Jesus, aaaaaggggghhhhh!" Jim bellowed.
Nicole sobbed in ecstasy as their violent mutual orgasm went on and on. She never wanted to leave this man. Young and inexperienced as she was, she knew nobody could make her feel better than this. Eagerly she took his jetting jism into her gulping womb. She wanted every last drop of his come.
They rested a little and made love again. They did everything there was to do that night. It was wonderful, but they weren't careful. Later, Nicole figured they'd conceived Clint on their very first fuck. That was why they'd gotten married so young, and that was why Nicole was only sixteen years older than her son.
Now, as she relived that thrilling first experience with sex, she missed Jim more than ever. Her pussy was on fife with need. She couldn't stand it another second. She still had a few minutes before Clint was due home, time enough to satisfy her nagging lust. She unzipped her jeans and slid a hand down inside her panties.
She felt the soft warm fur of her bush, then slid her fingers lower, onto the soaked and scorching flesh of her swollen cunt. She began to whimper as she touched herself, she was so frantically horny. She hadn't had a man in more than three and a half years. She felt like she had to come or go crazy with unsatisfied desire.
She found the throbbing nub of her clit and began rubbing it with the tip of her index finger. That felt so nice. Of course it would have felt even better to have a man doing it to her. And it would have felt best to have a fat rock-hard cock sliding into her cunt. But she had no other source of relief besides her own fingers.
One day, when Clint had graduated from high school and left home, she'd look for a man. The only question was, could she survive that long? Her needs seemed to get stronger every day, and the past few months had been a hell of longing. She was still young and hot-blooded, and she needed regular loving.
That was obvious right now. She was soaking her fingertip with molten pussy cream, whimpering helplessly as she masturbated. She was beating off every day now, sometimes twice or three times, yet she remained constantly horny. She knew what the problem was. There were things a man could do for her that she just couldn't do herself. She needed a good hard fucking more than anything else in the world.
She abandoned her clit and shoved her middle finger stiffly into her cunt. "Ohhhhh, God, yessss," she groaned.
That was more like it. She ached to feel something stiff in her long-denied pussy. Yet one finger didn't quite get it. Her slim finger wasn't nearly the size of an engorged and rigid prick. She slipped another finger into herself. Better, but still not big enough.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, yessssss," Nicole gasped.
She was cramming in a third finger now, and that did the trick. Three bunched fingers were the size of a swollen cock, and the sensation was marvelous. She began finger-fucking herself furiously. Her cream boiled in thick floods around her pistoning fingers, her body shuddered with pleasure.
"Do it to me," she whimpered. "Oh, yeah, fuck me."
She had her eyes closed tightly, and she was fantasizing some shadowy lover, a brute of a man with a massive stone-hard cock. She imagined him fucking her hard and mercilessly, and she plowed her fingers faster and faster into her famished pussy hole. Her need was so intense, it took her no time at all to bring herself to the brink of climax.
"Ahhhhhh, yessssss, whaahhhhhhh!" Nicole wailed.
She was coming very hard, soaking her whole hand with her gushing come-cream. She kept finger-fucking herself deeply as she climaxed, working out every shred of sensation she could get. Then she gave a little sob of relief and pulled her dripping fingers from her temporarily satisfied cunt.
Just in time, too. She heard Clint's footsteps on the front porch, and she dashed to the bathroom to wash her cream-soaked hand. She just wished that feeling of satisfaction would last longer, but she knew she'd be horny again before bedtime. She seemed to be horny all the time lately.
But she'd just have to ignore it, because she had something else to take care of now. She marched back into the living room, where her teenage son had just flopped onto the couch.
"Clint," she said grimly, "we've got to talk."
CHAPTER TWO
"Aw, Mom," Clint groaned, "are you gonna get on my back about school again?"
"Yes, young man, I am," Nicole said. "I want to know what's wrong. I want to know why your grades are so bad and why you keep getting into trouble."
"Well, I don't wanta talk about it," Clint snapped.
He jumped up, stalked out of the room, and shut himself in his bedroom. Nicole breathed a big sigh of exasperation. What was she going to do with the boy? He was bigger than her, so she couldn't spank him, and her words seemed to have no effect on him. Once again she wished there was a man in their lives. Clint would surely listen to a man.
But there was nobody to deal with the problem but Nicole, and she wasn't going to give up. She padded down the carpeted hall and started to open the door to Clint's room, determined to pursue their conversation. Then she decided it would be rude just to march in without knocking. She'd better check first to see what he was doing.
She dropped to her knees and looked through the keyhole. What she saw made her blush furiously. Clint was lying on his bed playing with his cock. He had some kind of photo beside him, a naked girl no doubt, and he was looking at it with lust-hot eyes as he pumped his prick.
Nicole was relieved that she hadn't just gone barging in there. It would have been so embarrassing for them both. She ought to quit looking, too. Clint was doing a very private thing, and it wasn't right of her to spy. Yet she found herself fascinated. She couldn't take her eye away from that keyhole.
Clint's handsome face was getting flushed as he masturbated. His eyes were lusty slits as he studied the enticing photo, and his fist jerked faster and faster on the rigid pole of his cock. In his free hand he held a wad of tissues. Obviously he was an experienced masturbator. He had everything arranged just the way he wanted it.
That didn't surprise Nicole. Boys his age beat off all the time. But she did feel a little shocked nevertheless, because she was used to thinking of Clint as her baby. But this was no little kid she was watching. This was a young man. His engorged prick was man-size.
Nicole hadn't seen his cock since he was small. As soon as it started growing and his body began changing, he wouldn't let her see him naked any more. Now she was astonished at how much he'd grown and developed. His cock was almost as big as his father's had been. As she watched his fist zipping up and down the stiff shaft, she felt her pussy heating and swelling.
The sight of a stiff cock was very exciting for the young love-starved widow, even when that cock belonged to her own teenage son. She couldn't help it. It had been so long since she'd seen a cock or played with one or taken one in her hot pussy hole. The sight of Clint's swollen prick brought her lust back in full force, even though she'd just finished satisfying it.
He was leaning back against the headboard now and closing his eyes, and no doubt his fantasies were running wild. He might be imagining that he was fucking the girl in the photo or that she was hungrily sucking his cock. His teeth were bared in a horny snarl as he pumped his cock with lightning speed.
Nicole was almost moaning with need as she eyed his hugely swollen fucker. She couldn't help thinking how great it would feel in her neglected pussy, pumping deep, cramming her full. She creamed through her panties as she thought about it. After nearly four years without a man, she ached to be fucked.
But this was her own son she was getting the hots for, and that was sick. She told herself sternly to quit having such wicked thoughts. But her pussy remained hot and needy as she watched Clint jacking off. She couldn't think of anything but how desperately she needed to get laid.
Nicole saw one big wad of come spurting from the cleft of his cock before he clapped the tissue over it. His body shuddered violently, and he groaned as he pumped himself through climax. Nicole almost whimpered with longing. She needed to come, too. Now that she thought about it, her needs and Clint's were very much the same.
Maybe she was on to something. If Clint needed love and attention as much as she did, that might account for his troubles at school. She tried to be an affectionate parent, but since Clint had become a teenager, she hadn't felt it was proper to hug and kiss him the way she used to. Maybe she'd been wrong. He might need her affection even more now. He might be as starved for love as she was.
Nicole got to her feet and rapped on his door. "Clint, honey, I'm coming in," she called.
"Just a second, Mom," he cried. There was a pause while he zipped up, then, "Okay, you can come in."
When Nicole entered the room, Clint was a little flushed in the face, but everything else seemed normal. He was zipped up, and the photo and soiled tissue were out of sight. Nicole came over and sat on the edge of the bed. She put her arms around her son and gave him a big squeeze.
"I've been neglecting you, Clint," she said affectionately. "Maybe that's why you've been having problems."
Clint seemed to like her attention. He slipped his arms around her and hugged her back, then nuzzled her neck.
"Aw, Mom, I've been kind of a jerk lately," he said. "It's not your fault. I know I gotta shape up."
"Honey, you can't take the whole blame yourself," Nicole insisted.
She started to kiss him, intending her lips to land on his cheek, but at that moment he turned his head to say something to her, and their mouths met. Nicole felt a rush of excitement that was dizzying. She heard Clint moan, and she knew he was feeling the same excitement. Their bodies trembled as they pressed against each other.
Nicole didn't know what possessed her, but she found herself slipping her tongue into Clint's mouth and darting it teasingly around. The boy groaned louder and tightened his grip on her, pulling her so hard against him that her high-riding tits flattened against his chest. She creamed furiously, soaking her panties and jeans.
She ached to be held like that and kissed like that. Now Clint had become the aggressor. He was tongue-kissing her boldly, exploring her mouth and driving her wild with arousal. Her nipples stiffened in response, and she was sure he could feel them even through their clothes. He pulled her down on the bed and lay half on top of her.
"Clint," she muttered as their kiss was briefly interrupted.
He didn't let her finish. He jammed his mouth onto hers again and shoved his tongue between her lips. Against her thigh she could feel him getting a hard-on. Her son had responded to her affection, all right, but in a way she'd never expected! Suddenly she had a frantically horny teenager on her hands.
Nicole would have been even more upset if she'd known what was going on in Clint's mind. All his life the boy had considered his pretty blonde mother the most beautiful woman in the world, and as he went through adolescence he couldn't help observing her fine curvy body and her sexy way of walking. His young-looking mother turned him on.
So when she came to his room and hugged and kissed him, she was unleashing years of secret longing without knowing it. Clint had often fantasized about getting it on with his mother, but he'd never dreamed it would actual ly happen. Now it was, and it was driving him wild with excitement.
As he gave her that long steamy tongue-kiss, he started pulling her shirt out of her jeans. When he got it loose, he slid his hands under the shirt and found her lovely apple-size tits. He squeezed them through her thin bra and felt her nipples, hard little nubs that dug into his palms. Nicole gave a squeak of alarm and wrenched her mouth away from his.
"Clint, that's enough," she said, blushing furiously. "We shouldn't be doing this."
"But you said you'd been neglecting me, Mom," Clint smiled. "I need you. This is really nice."
That was just the problem, Nicole thought. It was too nice. Her own teenage son was getting her fantastically turned-on. Her pussy was scorching hot and soaked with cream, and she was shivering with longing. If she didn't get away from Clint soon, she'd lose control of herself. Yet he needed her and wanted her to stay.
"I'm just touching you, Mom," he said soothingly. "That can't hurt anything."
Nicole didn't agree, yet she couldn't bring herself to fight him. It felt so good to have a hard male body pressing against her and eager male hands squeezing her tits. She tried to rationalize the situation, telling herself that it would be okay as long as they didn't go all the way. It wouldn't really be incest unless they fucked.
True, most mothers and sons didn't tongue kiss, and most mothers didn't let their sons play with their tits. But this was a special case, Nicole thought feverishly. Clint was a troubled boy and needed special attention. If she could help him with his problems by giving him this kind of love, then it was all right.
While she was frantically telling herself these things, Clint was reaching around her and unhooking her bra. He did it very deftly, revealing his experience with girls. He was a good-looking boy and dated quite a lot. Nicole suspected he wasn't a virgin any more. Certainly he was handling her with the assurance of an older male.
He pushed her bra and shirt up, uncovering her luscious little tits. They were just as firm as a teenager's and capped with small red nipples. Now her nipples were erect with arousal, a glowing rosy color. The skin of her tits was creamy and flawless, feathered with almost invisible blue veins. Clint stared hungrily at his mother's beautiful tits.
Nicole stared back at him, thinking how similar this scene was to the first time she'd made love with his father. Jim had unveiled her tits in exactly the same way. And Clint looked so much like his dad. He was tall, dark-haired, and handsome, just like Jim. To the lusty young widow, it was almost like having her beloved husband back.
For a moment in her lust-fevered mind it was Jim who cupped her naked tits and squeezed them gently but hungrily in his big hot hands. Nicole gave a little whimper of excitement and squirmed against him, and her nipples throbbed against his palms. He dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her tender swollen nipples.
"Ohhhhh, honey," she gurgled.
His tongue was hot and wet, and it felt so exciting as it circled the sensitive nubs and coated them with hot spit. Nicole's eyes went half-shut, and she caressed his shoulders and ran her fingers through his thick dark hair. He caught one throbbing nipple between his lips and sucked it into the steam heat of his mouth. Nicole gave a little sob of lust.
"Oh, my God," she moaned.
He sucked one nipple till it was fully engorged, then did the other. Ah the while Nicole was creaming helplessly, soaking her jeans. He was so much like his father, and he aroused her just as Jim had done. She knew it wasn't really Jim, yet she felt the same helpless excitement, the same longing for him to go on and on touching her.
She tugged at his shirt and drew it off. He was younger than Jim had been when they first met, and his chest was almost hairless. But his body was man-shaped and hard-muscled, just as his father's body had been. Nicole ran her hands eagerly over the smooth hot flesh of his back and chest.
Clint kissed his way up from her tits to her full hot lips. Mother and son, naked to the waist, exchanged a hungry tongue-kiss. Nicole's stiff-nippled tits pressed hotly against Clint's smooth chest. He lay fully on top of her now, and she could feel the long hard line of his stiff cock against her belly.
For one crazy moment she fantasized tearing off her jeans, spreading her legs, and letting the boy cram his cock into her. It was the sensation she craved more than anything else in the world, the relief she'd needed for four long, lonely years. And it would be so easy to do.
But it was impossible. She was hard up for a man, but not desperate enough to fuck her own son.
She had to cut off their love-making. Yet it would be cruel to leave the boy so agonizingly horny, and she didn't want to be left that way, either. They could get each other off in some more innocent way than fucking. As they broke off their hungry kiss, Nicole reached for Clint's fly.
He rolled off her and watched eagerly as she opened his jeans. Grasping his jeans and jockey shorts, she tugged them off, leaving him stark naked. She couldn't help staring at his cock. It was a beauty, long and thick and rigid. Clint watched her with hot excitement, then shivered as she reached out to touch his cock.
"Mom," he said hoarsely, "I'm so fuckin' horny."
"I know, honey," Nicole said soothingly. "I'll get you off, and then you can do the same for me, okay?"
"Okay," he cried.
She eased him down on his back. His handsome teenage cock stood straight up, pointing lewdly at the ceiling. Glistening globs of cream were oozing from his piss hole, and Nicole drooled at the sight of them. She was starved for the taste of cock as well as the touch. But she wasn't going to do anything exotic.
She didn't want to give Clint the idea that he could come to her for serious love-making. What she was about to do for him was just an emergency measure, something to relieve his horniness so he could think straight again. When they'd satisfied each other, she could explain to him why incest was wrong.
Kneeling beside him, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around his cock. Clint gave a lusty shiver and a low moan. She began to pump his cock, running her hot little fist swiftly up and down the rigid blue-veined pole of fuckmeat. His hot sticky prick cream dribbled down to wet her fingers.
"Ahhhhhh, yeah, Mom," he sighed, "keep doing that."
Nicole was relieved that he wasn't disappointed. But she didn't know about the rebellious thoughts going on in his mind. He was good at hiding it, but in fact, Clint was deeply disappointed that his mom was only going to jack him off. For a while there, he'd thought she was going to go all the way with him.
He wasn't knocking the present situation, of course. It was incredibly thrilling to watch his beautiful mother, naked to the waist, giving him a hand job. But she'd aroused his deepest lusts, and he knew he wouldn't be content until they'd fucked. It might not happen today or even this week, but he'd keep after her until it did.
Unaware of his incestuous plans, Nicole continued to run her fist up and down his stiff throbbing fucker. She felt wildly aroused. It had been so long since she'd played with a cock. She pumped faster and faster, her lust mounting rapidly, and again she started having helpless and dangerous fantasies about her son.
She thought how easy it would be to just pull off her jeans and sit on his cock. She could have that gorgeous rock-hard prick in her cunt in a matter of seconds. She creamed a huge flood of molten juice as she thought about doing it. She'd be coming with just a few thrusts from her son's stiff fucker.
Then she scolded herself for having such evil thoughts. She had to be pretty desperate to even consider making it with her own kid. She'd better hurry and get him off, ending the temptation. The longer she held that throbbing prick in her hand, the more dangerously aroused she'd get.
Clint groaned blissfully as his mother pumped his prick even harder and faster. Arms folded behind his head, he watched her lazily, his face twisted in a horny grin, his skin flushed with arousal. He felt pretty damned privileged. Not many guys got jacked off by their own mothers.
And not many guys had mothers as attractive as Clint's. She was so young, and she looked even younger than her age. She appeared more like his older sister than his mother. And she was so beautiful, with her blonde hair and pretty features and fantastic body. Clint lusted for her in every way. He felt his lust reaching the boiling point as she masturbated him to the brink of climax.
"Mom,. I'm gonna come real quick," he groaned. He reached over to the bedside table, grabbed the box of tissues, and set them down beside her.
Nicole nodded but didn't miss a stroke in her furious pumping. That hard cock was driving her crazy, and she had to get him off before she lost all her self-control. She kept wanting that fat boner in her cunt, not her fist. She began pumping his prick with lightning speed, and a second later he yelped and began to shoot his load.
"Awwwwwww, shit, aaaaaggggghhhhh!" he yelled.
Nicole hadn't bothered with the tissues. She'd never intended to. She knew it was wild and crazy, even obscene, but she bent low, opened her mouth, and caught her son's jetting come juice on her tongue. Clint had his eyes screwed shut as he came, so at least he wouldn't notice the outrageous thing she was doing.
"Unnnhhhhhh, fuck, it's good!" he groaned.
"Mmmmmm, uuummmmm!" Nicole sighed.
She treated herself to a whole steaming mouthful of his jizz. She used to love sucking off his father, and she was starved for the taste of male come. She let the stuff collect in her mouth, savoring the strong salty flavor, then gulped it down. When Clint opened his eyes again, she was licking the last drops off her lips.
He tried to conceal his surprise. There was no used tissue in sight, and his mother was licking her lips, then swallowing. Had she eaten his come? He almost groaned with excitement. But he sensed she didn't want to talk about it and would be embarrassed if he asked about it.
"I'll get you off now, Mom," he said.
Nicole reddened but nodded and started taking off the rest of her clothes. She really shouldn't let her own son get her off, but she had to have that relief. She'd go crazy if she didn't come soon. Oh, she could have gotten herself off, but she'd been doing that for four years. She craved a man's touch.
Clint felt his cock getting hard all over again as he watched Nicole taking off her clothes. He couldn't recall ever seeing her naked before, though it wasn't for lack of trying. Every now and then he checked the keyhole of her bedroom door, but she always kept the key in it, on the inside, so nobody could see into the room.
If she hadn't done that, Clint would have spent a large part of his adolescence on his knees. He fantasized about watching her through that keyhole, seeing her naked, maybe even watching her beat off. But it had never happened-So he was incredibly excited now as his pretty mom slipped off her jeans and panties.
His hungry eyes took in the cute little globes of her ass. Then she turned to face him, and he ogled the small blonde triangle of her bush. Blushing now, Nicole slid back onto the bed and stretched out on her back. She could tell from the hot glow in her son's eyes that he was having all kinds of horny fantasies about her. She saw that his tireless teenage cock was on the rise again. He crawled over to her, his prick wagging stiffly.
He didn't ask what she wanted done. He just started doing it. Clint had had lots of dates, and he was experienced at getting girls off in many ways. Lots of the girls he went out with wouldn't fuck, but they'd do everything else, and they weren't shy about showing him what they -liked best. So he was well prepared for this situation.
He stretched out beside his blushing mother and slid an arm under her shoulders, cradling her. He kissed her, darting his tongue into her mouth, and with his free hand he petted the sleek fur of her bush. As he felt her relaxing, he slid his index finger between the furry lips of her bush and touched her clit.
"Mmmmmmmm," Nicole moaned.
Her clit was plump with lust, slippery with cream, and it throbbed eagerly against Clint's fingertip. He started rubbing the slick bud with just the end of his finger, working it in a circular motion. He felt a sudden scalding rush of juice as Nicole creamed all over his twirling finger.
He ended their kiss, and she kept her head on his shoulder while he masturbated her. Nicole knew how terribly wrong it was to let her own son do this to her, but she just had to have it. She needed desperately to get off with a man, even if it was only from finger play.
So she lay against him and shivered and whimpered with mounting pleasure as he stimulated her clit. She had to admit he was very good at it. He must have been running around with some pretty horny girls. He slowly speeded up his rimming, moving his fingertip deftly around the erect shaft of her fuck button, giving her a continuous buzz of pleasure.
"Mmmmmmm, honey, that's so nice," she murmured.
"I'll do it as long as you want, Mom," Clint told her, "whenever you want it."
Nicole didn't have the heart to tell him that this was the one and only time they'd make love, but that's how it was going to be. That was how it had to ,be. Clint mustn't think of her as his lover. He mustn't imagine that he could come to her when he was horny. Today had been a mistake, but it wouldn't be allowed to happen again.
Thinking these things, Nicole nevertheless adored every second of her son's expert fingering of her clit. She creamed helplessly, soaking his finger again and again. As she got carried away with lust, she let her legs fall wide open, and Clint got a tantalizing glimpse of glistening pink pussy flesh.
Her clit was throbbing violently against his finger, and he could feel the searing heat of her cunt. No girl he'd ever been with had creamed as much as his mother. She was moaning as he took her higher and higher, and the faster he -rimmed her fuck button, the more she moaned.
It was time to go into high gear.
He grasped her clit between his thumb and forefinger and began kneading her slick little clit. Nicole gave a shrill squeal of excitement and soaked his whole hand with her molten pussy cream. Her slim hips started undulating to his rhythm as he rolled her violently throbbing clit between his fingers.
"Ohhhhhh, God, yessssss," she sobbed, "keep doing that, honey, make me come. I need to come so bad."
Clint was sure of that. His mom and dad had been very much in love, and she hadn't had a man since dad was killed. He could remember them kissing and hugging and cuddling all the time, and he was sure they'd had a terrific sex life. Then suddenly it was all over for mom, and she hadn't even dated since then.
No wonder she was horny now. Clint felt like he had to take his dad's place for her and give her the loving she needed. He -liked that idea a lot. He wanted to be the man of the family in every sense of the word. Right now it was his job to satisfy his mother's long-denied needs.
He kneaded her clit faster and faster, till she was sobbing and writhing with pleasure. Her clit was throbbing so powerfully, it felt like it was going to explode in his fingers. She was creaming non-stop, soaking his hand and her whole pussy. Her face was screwed into a horny grimace, her eyes closed tight.
"Ohhhhh, honey, I'm almost there," she moaned.
Nicole was going out of her mind with excitement as her handsome son masturbated her to the brink of orgasm. He looked so much like his father, and he even used a lot of the same love-making techniques, as if he'd inherited them. So it was like being with Jim again, and Jim had always aroused her like crazy. She couldn't control herself when she was with him, and she couldn't control herself with their son.
Clint gave her pulsating fuck button a long sensuous squeeze, and Nicole shot into orbit. She felt a body-wracking climax exploding up from the base of her clit and shaking her violently. She began to fuck and writhe so hard that her clit whipped out of Clint's grasp, and she went rolling around on the bed.
"Unnnhhh, God, I'm coming, unnngghhh!" she sobbed.
Clint watched her, his cock stiff and throbbing and ready. He wanted to throw himself onto her and cram his rock-hard boner into her hot creamy cunt. But he knew it would be premature. She might be horny out of her mind, but she wasn't mentally ready to fuck her own kid. If he was just patient, he was sure the day would come. But if he forced her, he'd spoil everything.
"Unnnhhhhh, God, it's so good, unnnhhh!" Nicole was moaning.
She hadn't come that hard in years. Playing with herself could be delicious, and it had saved her sanity on more than one occasion, but it couldn't compare with having a partner. Somehow everything was more exciting with a man, even masturbation. Nicole convulsed for almost a minute before she finally went still. Then Clint was beside her.
"Mom," he said hoarsely, "let's get each other off one more time."
Nicole looked at the boy's belly-hugging hardon and knew she had to help him out. It would be just too cruel to leave him like that. As he stretched out beside her and slid his arm under her shoulders, she reached for his cock. His free hand slipped between her legs.
"Ahhhhhh, yeah," he breathed as she tightened her grip on his swollen fucker. "Let's get each other off real good, Mom. Let's do it together."
Once again Nicole thought how disappointed he was going to be when she told him that they couldn't become lovers. But now was not the time. His hard young cock was bucking impatiently in her fist. She started pumping it. She ran her hand up to the swollen head and smeared his cream on her fingers to make her pumping wet and slick.
"Jesus, yes," Clint groaned.
"Ohhhhhh, honey, yessssss," Nicole gurgled as she felt his finger entering her cunt.
Clint used his thick middle finger to stuff his mom's famished pussy, almost groaning with excitement when he felt how snug and hot and creamy it was in there. He ached to have his cock sheathed to the hilt in that velvety wet flesh. He pushed his finger into her as far as it would go, and she soaked it with a sizzling rush of cream.
He started finger-fucking her, doing it swiftly and deeply. Nicole sobbed with pleasure and went on soaking his plowing finger with her molten cream. She matched his rhythm with her pumping fist, and mother and son worked each other swiftly toward climax, wildly aroused by each other.
Nicole wondered how she'd gone four years alone and how she could go on without this pleasure. Sex with Jim had been so great, and her body was still used to regular loving even after four years of starvation. She couldn't go back to that. She needed a man too urgently, now that her son had unleashed all her pent-up passion.
She felt his thick steel-hard cock throbbing in her fist, his finger pistoning in her hot little cunt, and she knew she just couldn't do without these things again. She tightened her pussy steadily around his jerking finger, getting more hot friction and bringing herself to the edge of another delicious come.
"Are you almost there, honey?" she asked hoarsely.
"Yeah, I'm practically coming," Clint panted. "How about you?"
"I'm ready," Nicole moaned. "Ohhhh, God, I'm ready right now."
They went into high gear, masturbating each other at top speed. Nicole felt her son's cock give a violent lurch in her fist, and then he was coming. She directed the spurting wads of come upwards, so that the molten cream splattered her tits and face. She licked the salty juice off her lips.
Then she was coming, too. "Unnnnnhhhhh, God, yes, unnnggghhhhh!" she screamed.
"Awwwwwww, fuck, aaaagggghhhh!" Clint bawled.
Nicole's spasming cunt squeezed and released his deeply thrust finger in a hot urgent rhythm. Her molten come-juice overflowed her crammed pussy and flooded down the crack of her ass. She was coming violently. She was coming as deliciously as she used to come with her husband.
She knew Clint could never replace Jim in her life, much as she loved the boy. But it was so tempting. He could give her the loving she missed so much. She knew how much he wanted to take his father's place. The young widow had some very heavy things to think about.
CHAPTER THREE
Nicole thought about her son all the next day. She reviewed in her mind every delicious thing they'd done to each other, and she imagined all the other exciting things they could do if they became lovers. It was a very tempting solution to her problems.
She was constantly horny these days, and she knew she was overdue for regular, good lovemaking. Clint would be more than happy to supply that need. He was a healthy, horny teenage boy, and that meant he could really take care of her in bed, giving her all the fucking she craved.
It all sounded great, except for that fact that he was her son. Nicole still couldn't quite bring herself to commit incest. Was she really that hard up for a man? Couldn't she wait just a few more years, till Clint had left home and she had time to look for another husband?
She was still pondering all these questions when Clint arrived home from school, racing in the front door with an expectant look on his face. Nicole stared at him in surprise. He was right on time, which was very unusual. Also she hadn't received any calls from the principal today, which meant that Clint had behaved himself for a change.
"Hi, Mom," he cried, hurrying over to kneel by her chair and kiss her.
He kissed her on the mouth, darting his tongue suggestively between her lips. A lightbulb seemed to go on in her head. Clint had behaved himself today, staying out of trouble and getting home on time, because he wanted to make out with her again. He didn't want to displease her in any way now.
She could work with that. She didn't push him away, but remained submissive as he slipped his arms around her and pulled her half out of her chair. He almost crushed her in his eagerness, his hard chest flattening her tits. His tongue probed hungrily in her mouth, his hands explored her curvy little body.
Yes, Nicole thought, if she wanted Clint to change his ways, she knew just what to use as a reward. The boy would do just about anything in order to make love with her. She could get him to clean up his act and bring his grades up. Of course, she still wasn't going to go all the way with him, but there was a lot she could accomplish.
Clint's hand closed over her right tit, squeezing and molding. She felt her nipple going erect against his palm. He felt it, too, and gave a snort of excitement. She ran her fingers through his hair, just long enough to arouse him some more, then gently pushed his head back, breaking off their long steamy kiss.
"Hi, honey," she said huskily, "how'd it go at school?"
"The usual," he said. "It's a drag, but at least I didn't get in any trouble."
"I know, Clint," Nicole said with a smile, "and I want to reward you for that. Let's go to my bedroom."
"Hey, all right," he cried.
Nicole could practically feel his horny gaze burning into her shapely little ass as she led the way down the hall to the master bedroom. She had to admit she felt pretty excited herself. Clint would be the first male to enter this bedroom in four years. It was just a shame that she couldn't do everything she wanted to do with him, but they'd have fun nevertheless.
"Let's take off our clothes, honey," she smiled.
She saw a big bulge at the fly of his jeans, and she knew she was on the right track. All she had to do was give the boy a little sex, and he'd do whatever she wanted. Why hadn't she thought of it before?
Well, it was a little unorthodox. Not too many mothers got their son's grades up by getting his cock up. But at this point Nicole was ready to try anything. She quickly discarded her clothes and walked naked to the bed. Clint was still fumbling out of his things, never taking his eyes off her.
She lay on her back and parted her thighs a little, letting him see the moist pink flesh of her pussy. He got kind of flushed in the face, and his nostrils flared. He peeled his jockey shorts down over his bloated teenage cock. Now it was Nicole's turn to stare. He had a fantastic cock stand, so stiff that his prick lay taut against his belly.
For a fleeting moment she thought about just spreading her legs wide and letting him cram that gorgeous hard-on into her starved little pussy. She wanted to be fucked so badly, she was ready to scream. But no, not with her own son. Sighing, she forced the idea out of her mind, and as Clint slipped onto the bed, she crossed her legs and kept them tightly closed.
"I'm so proud of you for being a good boy today," she purred, opening her arms to him.
Clint slid quickly and eagerly into her embrace, and they exchanged darting tongues in a frankly lusty kiss. As their naked bodies made delicious electric contact, Nicole almost groaned with excitement. Molten juice spurted from her cunt, soaking her swollen pussy. She shivered with longing as Clint ran his hands over her hot little body.
He cupped her naked tits and molded the warm silky flesh. As they broke off their kiss, he slid his mouth right down to her semi-hard nipples and began lashing them with his tongue. Nicole gave a little whimper of pleasure, and her nipples swelled up even longer and stiffer.
"Mmmmmmm, honey, that feels so nice," she sighed.
"Play with my cock, Mom," Clint begged.
Nicole's hand shot to its target, and she wrapped her fingers around her son's magnificent stiff boner. The flesh was taut and hot, a delight to touch, and she could feel the throbbing hard core beneath the smooth outer flesh. She started pumping his prick slowly and sensuously.
"Awwwwww, yeah," he sighed.
His wet hot mouth closed around her right nipple and began to suck. Nicole whimpered and shivered. He sucked her throbbing nipple greedily, whipping it with the tip of his tongue and driving her wild with excitement. She rubbed her thighs together in a vain attempt to ease the lust in her fever-hot pussy.
She felt how long and hard his cock was, and she creamed a helpless flood as she imagined it sliding into her greedy little cunt and stuffing her completely. That was a sensation she'd been craving for four years now. But she was going to have to wait a while longer for it. Someday she'd find a lover her own age, if she was just patient.
But it was hard as hell to be patient when she had this steel-hard and ready cock right in her fist. Moaning, she pumped the boy's cock faster, harder, signaling her hot arousal. Clint sucked her tender nipples loudly, letting her know that he was just as turned-on as she was.
At last he came up for air, looking at Nicole with hot horny eyes. "Mom," he croaked, "I want you so damned bad."
He rolled on top of her and started trying to force her legs apart with his knees. Nicole thought how easy and tempting it would be just to let him do it. All she had to do was spread her legs, and she'd get the eager hard fucking she'd been needing for so long. If only he wasn't her son!
"No, Clint," she moaned, "I'm not going to fuck you. It isn't right for a mother and son to do that."
"But Mom," he groaned, "you got me so horny."
"I know, baby," she soothed, running her fingers through his hair, "and I'll get you off, but not that way. Roll onto your back, and I'll take care of you."
Clint was a little disappointed but not surprised. His mother was a pretty conventional woman, and she wouldn't just jump into incest without a thought. He'd have to keep working on her and be patient. Meanwhile they could explore other kinds of sex with each other. He'd just keep coaxing her on to bigger and better things.
Now he rolled onto his back, and Nicole knelt beside him, staring at his cock like a starving woman at a feast. She wanted his prick so badly, she couldn't conceal it. Only her conscience was holding her back, Clint was sure of it. Her body was all in favor of fucking him. And no wonder-she hadn't had a man in years.
She gave a big sigh, signaling that her conscience had defeated her body once again. Then she reached out and started to jack him off. Now Clint really was disappointed. This was the same thing she'd done to him yesterday, and it was something he could do just fine by himself. He reached out and covered her hand with his.
"No, Mom," he said hoarsely, "I want something more than that. We did that yesterday. I can understand that you don't wanta go all the way, but I want a bigger reward than this."
Nicole blushed but nodded. He let go of her hand, and she ran her little fist down to the base of his stiff-standing cock and left it there, exposing the rest of the swollen blue-veined shaft. She dipped her head down low, and Clint shivered with anticipation when he felt her hot moist breath on the sensitive head of his cock. Then he groaned. Her hot velvety tongue was timidly lapping his prick.
"Yeah, Mom, that's it," he cried, "that's what I want."
Though she was still blushing hard, Nicole could hardly contain her eagerness. She was literally starved for cock. It had been so long since she'd gone down on a man. Yesterday, sneaking those quick tastes of her son's come, she'd almost gone crazy with excitement.
Now she was going to get all the cock juice she wanted. Clint had made it clear that he wanted a head job, not a hand job. As her eagerness overcame her shyness, she licked his cock more boldly, lashing her greedy tongue all over the fat purple head of his prick. Clint moaned and shivered, very much excited by her hungry licking.
Nicole explored her son's cock with her tongue. She licked the engorged purple head, then tickled and lashed her way down his long rigid cockshaft, leaving it wet with saliva. Her firmly gripping fingers around the base of his cock held his bucking prickshaft in place. She lathered every inch of his exposed prick with her molten spit.
Clint lay there gurgling and sighing with contentment. Not many guys could claim to have gotten a head job from their own mothers.
And his mom was so gorgeous, too. She hardly looked any older than some of the girls he dated. The big difference was, his mother knew what she was doing. Dad had taught her well. She knew every kinky trick in the book.
Clint watched with lust-glazed eyes as Nicole tongued her way back up to the bulbous head of his cock, the most sensitive part of all. She swirled her velvety tongue around and around the fat knob of fuck flesh, stimulating the oozing cream from his piss hole. As the fat globs of liquid appeared in the dark cleft, she speared them up with the tip of her tongue and ate them.
"Shit, yessss," Clint breathed.
"Mmmmmmmm," Nicole gurgled.
It was her first taste of cock cream in a long, long time. She found herself drooling helplessly as she speared up the salty liquid, rolled it around on her tongue, and swallowed it. She loved that special flavor. She took her time, letting each big bubble of cream form in his piss hole before lapping it up.
Clint would have thought he was dreaming if he hadn't known better. It was like one of his wildest jack-off fantasies or sex dreams to have his gorgeous naked mother licking his cock and gobbling his juice. He was so aroused by watching her, he was dangerously close to shooting his load right into her pretty face.
"Suck it now, Mom," he begged hoarsely, "suck me off."
Nicole drooled heavily again as she anticipated getting a whole boiling mouthful of his come. She wouldn't have to sneak it this time. Firmly gripping the base of his prick, she opened her lips wide and pressed them around the throbbing head of his prick. Clint groaned and shuddered with excitement. She started easing her mouth down around his cock, doing it slowly and tantalizingly.
"Ohhhh, fuck, yesssss," he groaned.
He watched in lusty fascination as Nicole slowly brought her mouth down around his cock, her pink-glossed lips spreading wider and wider. Her mouth was small and his cock was big, but she managed to take in almost half of it. Her mouth felt like a juicy steam bath around his prick.
Then she drew in her cheeks and raised her tongue, sheathing his cockmeat in scorching juicy flesh. She started to suck. As she applied the first hungry suction to his heavily swollen cock, Clint came very close to shooting his load. It took a lot of effort to hold out, but he wanted this incestuous blow-job to last.
"Shit, yes, Mom," he panted, "suck my cock, that feels fantastic."
Nicole drooled all over his throbbing prick. She hadn't realized till this moment just how starved she was for cock. She'd missed having one to suck, missed tasting that hot male cream. Now she was glutting herself on these sensations, sucking greedily and gulping her son's salty cream.
"Uuummmmm, mmmmmm," she moaned.
It excited hell out of Clint to realize that his mother wasn't just going through the motions of cock-sucking just to please him. She was sincerely hungry for his prickmeat. She was sucking it faster and faster, and she was soaking his prick with her hot spit. His cock throbbed and bucked, almost tearing its way out of her grasp. His balls pulsated wildly, and they felt ready to burst. Clint wished this incredible blow-job could go on and on, but he had to come or go crazy.
"Mom, I'm gonna shoot real quick," he groaned.
Nicole only moaned eagerly and sucked harder, letting him know how eager she was to gulp his come. Of course, that just added to the boy's wild arousal. He lost control of himself and started fucking her mouth, stabbing his nearly-exploding cock over her slippery tongue.
"Awwww, fuck, get ready," he panted.
Nicole was already prepared, drooling in anticipation of his boiling come. As he groaned and fucked her mouth, she went on sucking hard, urging him on. She gripped the base of his cock tightly to keep him from cramming his runaway cock right into her throat. Then she felt the first hot sting of his jism.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, I'm coming, unnnggghhh!" he yelled.
"Mmmmmm, uunnnhhhh!" Nicole moaned.
She let his sizzling load boil into her mouth, greedily collecting it and savoring it. She held it as long as she could, enjoying the first mouthful of jizz she'd had in four years. He kept jetting the stuff into her till she finally had to swallow it. Then he filled her mouth again.
"Eat it, Mom, awwwwww!" he bawled.
Clint figured he'd depleted his come reserves for the next decade by the time his exhausted cock slipped from his mother's lips. Nicole licked her lips to get every last drop of his jism. She looked blissed out for a moment, lost in her lusty thoughts as she savored the last of his come.
"My turn to get you off now, Mom," Clint said.
He eased her onto her back. She looked a little shy again, but she was trembling with need. Clint arranged her knees and legs, opening her luscious-looking pussy to the light of the room. He ogled the glistening creamy flesh and fringe of little golden curls, and hot saliva rushed to his mouth.
Then he was crawling between her legs and pressing his face into her steamy cuntlips. Nicole gave a little sob of delight when he stuck out his tongue and started whipping it up and down over the puffed sensitive flesh. Thick hot cream spurted from her little cunt mouth, and Clint speared it up on his tongue and gobbled it.
"Ohhhhh, honey, yesssss," she sobbed.
It had been far too long since a man had gone down on her. She couldn't resist it now. She dug her nails into the bedspread and threw her legs open even wider, offering her son every inch of her starved pussy. Clint's big hot tongue was all over the place, exploring, tasting, and stimulating.
He was even a better pussy-eater than his father had been as a young man. He must be dating some pretty liberated girls, Nicole thought. Already, even as a teenager, he knew just where to lick and how to make it feel best. His darting tongue tip snaked into every steamy cranny, driving her wild. She couldn't help creaming all over his face. The molten cream poured steadily from her aroused twat.
"Unnnnhhhhh, Clint, I just love that," she moaned. "You're doing it to me so good, honey, don't stop."
"I won't, Mom," he told her hoarsely, "I'll give you all the loving you want."
Nicole knew he really meant it. If she accepted her son as her lover, he'd make sure she was satisfied in every single love-making session they had. She'd never go to bed horny again. It was a very tempting thought. Of course, it wouldn't last forever, but neither one of them would want it to.
Clint's loving would tide Nicole over till he left home. It would allow her to wait for a man her own age. Then it would be time for Clint to find a mate his age, too. Mother and son would just get each other through a few horny years, Nicole told herself dizzily. God, it sounded good-except that it was incest.
But incest or not, she couldn't bear to make him stop now. That big hot tongue felt fantastic on her starved pussy. She arched her body up, greedily rubbing her swollen cuntlips against his tongue, frantic for all the delicious friction she could get. He lathered every inch of her pussy with his hot spit.
Then he drew apart the furry lips of her pussy and exposed the most tender and receptive spot of all, the little button of her clit. His tongue tip made contact with the ultrasensitive nub, and Nicole sobbed with excitement. He started twirling the velvety tip of his tongue around and around her pulsating fuck button, giving her a continuous buzz of pleasure.
"Oooooooh, Clint, honey, yessssss," she gurgled. "Please keep doing that, baby, make me come."
Clint felt his cock hardening again as he listened to his mother's hoarse cries of pleasure and felt her hot cream spurting against his bobbing chin. She was starved for pussy-eating. Even a teenager could tell. Well, he'd give her all she wanted. He'd prove to her that she could count on him for whatever loving she needed.
He brought together all his experience with pussy-eating and put it to work. Many of the girls he'd dated had shown him just how they -liked to have their pussies stimulated. All of them -liked it best on their clits, so he stuck to his mother's throbbing fuck button, lashing it with his stiff tongue tip.
Her pretty face was all screwed up into a lusty grimace, eyes tightly closed, teeth flashing. She was clawing the bed and beating her heels on the spread. Her cream was gushing out uncontrollably, flooding down her ass crack and pooling on the bed beneath her. She hadn't been this wildly aroused in years.
She felt stab after stab of hot pleasure ripping through her pussy as her son's tongue whipped and lashed her swelling fuck bud. The little bud went engorged and erect, almost ready to explode with sensation. Nicole started jerking her hips in a fucking motion, rubbing her clit against Clint's lashing tongue, seeking all the red-hot friction she could get.
"Ohhhh, honey, I just have to come," she whimpered. "Make me come, Clint, before I go crazy."
"You got it, Mom," he said hoarsely.
Nicole felt him shoving his hands under her ass and gripping the churning globes tightly. He held her writhing pelvis still, so he wouldn't have a moving target as he brought her to climax. Then he pressed his lips down around her wildly throbbing clit and began to suck it.
"Ooooooh, God, eeeeeee!" Nicole squealed.
The sensations were doubly intense and delicious now that he was sucking her pussy slit instead of just licking it. She felt like she was going to fly right off the bed. Even the obscene wet sounds of his sucking got her off. Her head lolled back, her eyes closed tightly, and she felt herself rocketing towards orgasm.
"Ohhhh, Clint, that's heaven," she sobbed. "I just love that, Son, I'm gonna come fast."
Trapped between his belly and the bed, Clint's eager cock gave a lusty buck and began to drool. It would have been so easy now for him to cram it into her. But he knew she wouldn't be happy about that. That had to be her choice. Meanwhile he could let her know the other terrific things he could do for her.
"Unnnhhh, yessss, suck meeee," she moaned as he took her higher and higher.
The bedspread beneath her was soaked with her uncontrollably gushing pussy cream. She wanted the delicious feelings to continue forever, but she had to come or go crazy. Lacing her fingers through Clint's hair, she jammed his face against her pussy and shoved her nearly-exploding clit as far as she could between his sucking lips.
"Suck me off," she sobbed, "ooooooooh, baby, yessssss! Oooooooh, fuck, I'm coming!"
Clint almost came himself, catching her wild excitement. Her petite body bucked violently, and he couldn't keep his lips on her squirting clit. He drew back a little and watched her lust-twisted face as she came. He'd never made a girl his own age come that hard. His mother's unleashed passion thrilled him.
Once more he thought how easy it would be to get his cock into her now. She was helpless, in the middle of her orgasm, and all he had to do was throw himself onto her and cram it into her. It was so damned tempting. He didn't want to force her or screw things up, but maybe it wouldn't hurt to try.
As she started coming down from her body-wracking climax, Nicole felt her son sliding on top of her, his stiff and ready cock poking against her slippery pussy. It was the most powerful temptation of her life. She ached to feel a rock-hard cock in her cunt. Her need for it was almost driving her to distraction. But he was her son.
"Clint, no," she sobbed, "I told you, I won't fuck you."
"Mom, I want it so bad," he pleaded. "You want it, too, I can tell."
There was no denying that. It was almost killing her to refuse him. Then she came up with an idea. If he wanted to fuck her that badly, she could use her power over him. She'd put him to the test and see just how far he'd go to win her. And she could earn some breathing space, some time to think.
"Clint," she said, "you know I think it's wrong for a mother and son to fuck. But since you want it so badly, I'll do it-on one condition."
Clint could hardly contain his delight. "Tell me, Mom," he cried.
"If you can go two weeks without getting into trouble at school, and if you bring your grades up in that time, I'll do it," Nicole said.
"Two weeks?" Clint groaned.
"That's right, young man," Nicole said firmly, "two whole weeks of good behavior and good grades, and I'll go all the way with you. What do you say?"
Two weeks seemed like eternity to the horny teenager, but the prize was worth the wait. More than anything in the world, he wanted to fuck his hot-pants mother, the most beautiful and sexy woman he'd ever known.
"Okay, Mom," he said, "you got yourself a deal."
Nicole shivered, wondering if she was doing the right thing. She still hadn't really decided to fuck him, and if she couldn't, she'd have to go back on her deal. But she'd cross that bridge when she came to it. Right now she had a very horny kid on her hands, and she had to find some other way of satisfying him other than fucking him. His cock throbbed hard against her pussy, demanding attention.
"Let's get each other off another way, honey," she said.
"Sure, Mom, how?" Clint grinned. "Something new?"
She nodded. "I think you'll like this very much, Clint," she said. "It's called sixty-nine. Ever heard of it?"
"No," he said eagerly. "What do we do?"
"It's easier to demonstrate than to explain," Nicole said. "You lie on your back."
He cooperated, knowing that whatever his experienced mother had in mind, it would be great. He was astonished when she crouched over him backwards. Suddenly her luscious-looking pussy slit was inches from his face, and he could feel her hot breath on the sensitive head of his stiff-standing cock.
"Oh, hey, fantastic," he chuckled.
"I guess you get the idea," Nicole laughed.
"I sure do," he said. "This is a terrific idea, Mom."
Nicole was glad she'd gotten his mind off fucking for the time being. That was a loaded issue, and she didn't want to deal with it today.
Luckily she'd found something to distract her perpetually horny son. She felt him grasping her slim hips and drawing her steamy cunt slit even closer to his face.
"Mmmmmmm, honey, yessss," she gurgled at the first touch of his tongue.
He flicked his stiff tongue tip up and down over the swollen flesh of her pussy, giving her delicious sensations. Nicole returned the favor, dipping her head down low and starting to lick the fat purple head of his rigid cock. He shivered and started breathing heavily and harshly as she coated the fleshy knob with her hot spit.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, Mom, that feels great," he sighed.
Her hot little tongue spun around and around the gleaming head of his prick, and she soon got the result she was after. Thick globs of cream bubbled up in his piss hole, delicious salty liquid for her to eat. She speared the stuff up on the tip of her tongue and gobbled it.
Meanwhile Clint was gobbling her tangy pussy cream, scooping it up from the slippery folds of her steaming pussylips. Mother and son went at each other hungrily and noisily, tonguing fast and loudly in their hot arousal. Nicole felt like she could never get enough of the boy's tasty cream.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," she moaned.
CUnt's cock gave a lusty buck and almost tore its way out of her steadying fingers. Cream was oozing thickly and steadily from his piss hole, telling her how close he was to coming. Of course she didn't want a single drop of that delicious jizz to escape. To make sure she got it all, she crammed his cock into her mouth.
"Awwwwww, shit, yeah,'" he gasped, "suck my cock, Mom. Suck me off, and I'll get you off at the same time."
Her muffled moans signaled her agreement. Her blonde head bobbed hungrily up and down as she sucked on his tasty engorged cock. Clint shivered and groaned as he felt her suctioning the cream out of his piss hole. He made his tongue long and stiff, then crammed it into her cunt as far as it would go. She gave a muffled scream and shuddered with pleasure.
He started tongue-fucking her. Nicole went wild. It was the most delicious sensation to have that slippery hot slab of tongue meat thundering in her starved little pussy. She creamed and creamed, soaking his face and her thighs. She felt herself rocketing towards orgasm, and she sucked hard to bring her son with her.
Now the room echoed with the obscene wet sucking sounds they were making as Nicole's lips raced up and down his cock and his tongue reamed out her gripping cunt. Nicole moaned with bliss each time he thrust deeply into her, and he couldn't help wondering if she'd do the same with the deep thrusts of his cock.
But they'd made a deal, and it would be two weeks before he could stick his cock where his tongue was now. It would be worth the wait. Her pussy was deliciously tight, steamy and velvety. It was going to be fantastic to fuck her. Just thinking about it made him so excited, he tongue-fucked her with lightning speed.
Nicole was thinking very similar thoughts as she noisily and greedily sucked her son's stiff cock. She was thinking how fantastic it would feel in her cunt, cramming her full and reaming deep. She began to suck furiously as she thought about it. Clint gave a muffled yelp and began boiling his load into her mouth.
"Unnnngggghhhh, awwwwwww!" he cried.
"Unnnnhhhhh, whaaaahhhhhhh!" Nicole moaned.
Clint's deep-spearing tongue was bringing her off. She spasmed hard, experiencing blast after blast of pleasure, and all the while she gulped her son's boiling jism. It was almost a full minute before they finally rolled apart, panting for breath.
"Oh, shit, that was fantastic," Clint sighed. Then he rolled on his side, facing Nicole, and added, "But I still want to fuck you, Mom. I'm really looking forward to that. Two weeks from today, right?"
Nicole reddened. "Right," she said, "if you keep your part of the deal."
"No problem, Mom," he leered, "no problem at all."
Oh, my God, Nicole thought, what have I gotten myself into?
CHAPTER FOUR
Two weeks passed, and Nicole didn't get a single phone call from Clint's principal. None of his teachers complained about him, either, and he didn't skip a single day of school. He was home right on time every day, and he helped out around the house without being asked. Clint had become a model son.
During those two weeks, Nicole did a lot of thinking about the deal she'd made with him. The more she thought about it, the more she knew she had to keep her promise. Clint had worked so hard to improve. It just wouldn't be fair to deny him the reward she'd offered. Even though she still had reservations about incest, she was going to have to go to bed with her son.
Not only that, in two weeks she got maddeningly horny. She and Clint hadn't exchanged so much as a kiss since they made their deal, but she couldn't forget the wild fun they'd had before. She ached for his touch. She thought of how great it was going to feel to be fucked again, and she couldn't kid herself about how excited she was.
Finally the big day came. Clint was home on time, as usual. In face he was flushed and panting, as if he'd run all the way home from school. He thundered up the front steps, and Nicole quickly downed the last of the strong gin and tonic she'd made to steady her nerves.
Clint dashed into the house waving a piece of paper. "Mom, look at this," he cried, thrusting it at her.
Nicole took the paper and found that it was a test Clint had taken that morning. He'd gotten a "B" on it, which was a very high grade for him. Nicole beamed with delight and pride. Setting the test aside, she went to her son and gave him a big hug.
"Clint, that's wonderful," she exclaimed. "I'm so proud of you."
"I'm glad, Mom," he said, pulling her tighter against him. "Now do I get my reward?"
As he spoke, Nicole could feel his cock growing hard against her belly. She reddened deeply. Even though she'd known this moment was coming, she wasn't prepared for it. What mother could possibly be prepared for fucking her own son? She looked shyly up at him.
"Yes, Clint, I intend to keep my promise," she said. "Let's go to my room."
He beamed. Nicole turned and led the way to the master bedroom. It seemed unreal that the first man she was going to fuck after Jim's death should be their own son. Clint was taking his father's place in every sense of the word. Nicole felt shaky with nerves and excitement. Her fingers trembled as she began taking off her clothes.
Last time they'd been in this bedroom together, Nicole had been the first to get her clothes off. Now it was Clint's turn. He stripped very quickly and hurried over to the bed. Nicole stared helplessly at his stiffly wagging cock when he walked by her. He stretched out on his back, and his rigid young cock stood straight up, pointed at the ceiling. Nicole couldn't take her feverish eyes off it as she fumbled out of her bra and panties.
Naked at last, she slipped onto the bed, and Clint gave a lusty growl and grabbed for her. She knew there wasn't going to be much foreplay. The horny teenager had been waiting two whole weeks to fuck her, and he wasn't disposed to wait much longer. He kissed her roughly, jamming his tongue into her mouth.
Nicole gave a little whimper, half nervousness and half arousal. Their naked bodies pressed tightly together, and she could feel his stiff cock throbbing against her belly and leaving sticky spots of juice. She felt a molten blast of cream from her cunt. At least one part of her was ready for this incestuous encounter.
As he kissed her, Clint ran his hands eagerly over her small silky-skinned body, as if trying to caress every inch of her. Nicole's pussy was getting wetter by the second as she awaited her first stiff prick in four years. She tried to control her excitement, but it was no use. She shoved her tongue into Clint's mouth, letting him know how eager she was.
He gave a horny groan as he felt her hot little tongue rubbing his tongue. He rolled her over onto her back, coming with her, pinning her down beneath his taller, stronger body. Nicole felt his knees prying her legs apart. He broke off the kiss and stared down at her with hot lust-glazed eyes.
"Oh, Mom, this is gonna be so fuckin' good," he told her hoarsely.
Nicole gave a little sob and opened her legs. There was no point in putting it off, and she couldn't deny to herself how badly she wanted it. Panting with eagerness, Clint slipped down between her hot thighs and pressed the hugely swollen head of his prick against the sleeping little opening of her cunt.
Nicole dug her nails into his shoulders and whimpered. She held her legs wide open for him as he wedged his fat cock head into the moist pit of her cuntal opening. His prick felt so big. But then for years now she'd been getting herself off with her fingers, which were small in comparison.
"Ohhhhh, Jesus," Clint moaned.
His bloated cock head was spreading her delicate pussy lips wide as he filled the first inch of her pussy hole. Her cunt was tighter then both of them had anticipated, and Clint had to go slow. Firmly lodging the tip of his engorged boner in her cunt mouth, he began pushing into her slowly but steadily.
"Ooooooh, God," Nicole wailed, "yesssss."
She couldn't help it, she'd craved this sensation for so long. For literally hundreds of nights now, she'd ached to feel a big stiff cock gliding into her cunt, cramming her full. At last it was happening, and there was no way she could hide her ecstasy. Every inch of penetration was heaven for the love-starved widow. She soaked her son's advancing prick with helpless spurts of molten cream.
"Ahhhhh, Christ, Mom, you're so tight," Clint groaned as he worked his cock deeper and deeper.
She was tighter, in fact, than some of the girls he'd fucked. Her cunt was just as he'd remembered it when he had his tongue there, snug and juicy and steaming, but it was even smaller around his cock. Clint was in danger of shooting his load before he got fully into her, the sensations were so delicious.
He sensed she was loving his slow but steady penetration. She lay shivering beneath him, whimpering and soaking his cock with her hot cream, clawing at his shoulders. He raised himself a little and looked down at her face. Her pretty features were flushed and contorted with arousal.
At last he touched bottom. His prick glided to rest against her womb, and his cock was sheathed clear to the balls in his mother's smoking little fuck hole. Clint paused to savor the sensation, feeling hot triumph. Not many guys would ever have this experience. He felt like one of the privileged few as he looked down at his mother's lust-contorted face.
"You got it all now, Mom," he said hoarsely. "You like it?"
"Yes, baby," she moaned, almost sobbing with excitement. "I want you to fuck me, Clint, fuck me till I can't take any more."
"Yes, Mom," he panted, "I'll give you all the fucking you'll ever need."
That was a pretty big boast for a kid who was still in high school, but at that moment Clint felt he was up to handling the job. He had a real sense of power as he felt his mother's starved cunt throbbing and creaming all around his deeply-buried cock. She was clawing at his shoulders, and then her slim hips began to jerk and writhe with lusty impatience, signaling her eagerness for his fucking.
"Please, honey," she whimpered, "fuck me."
Growling, Clint shoved his hands under her churning ass and cupped her hot little ass cheeks. He pulled her firmly against him and began fucking her. He did it slowly, deeply and sensuously, savoring every second of it. Nicole gave a little sob of delight and clung to him even harder.
"Oh, God, yes," she moaned, "that's it, baby, never stop. I need this so badly."
Four long years without a man had built Nicole's need to the point where she could have fucked for hours without getting enough. She was in heaven now as her son's nearly man-size fucker reamed deep in her starved cunt. Each thrust put her into ecstasy and made her cream hot floods.
She let her instincts carry her away, fucking right back at him. Her busy hips undulated as she ground her cunt around his cock, and each time he pushed to her fiery depths, she met him with an upward thrust of her hips, taking his hard cock as deep as she possibly could. "Do it to me, do it to meeee," she gurgled. She'd never get enough of his cock, no way in the world. She soaked it again and again with her sizzling cream, and her hips worked faster and faster as her excitement mounted. Clint read her signals, and he speeded up his fucking to match her horny tempo. Mother and son went at each other faster and harder by the second, wild for each other's bodies, starved for release. "Oh, shit, Mom, it's so fuckin' good," Clint groaned.
She couldn't remember when she'd enjoyed a fuck more. Of course she'd always loved fucking her husband, but after so many years of marriage, the initial thrill had faded. Now it was back again with their son. She simply couldn't control herself as his cock reamed her smoking depths.
Whimpering with excitement, she rubbed her swollen clit against his sawing cockshaft, giving herself added friction, added pleasure. Thick hot cream was overflowing her crammed pussy and gushing out over the crack of her ass. She couldn't stop that lusty creaming. She couldn't control anything she did now that her son's stiff cock was inside her.
"Fuck me faster, Clint," she growled, "fuck the living shit out of me."
Her hoarse crude demands drove Clint wild. He'd never seen his quiet, respectable mother like this before. She turned into a real slut in bed, and he loved it. Gripping her churning little ass, he started fucking into her almost roughly, their bellies slapping loudly together.
"Ooooooh, honey, yessss," Nicole squealed, "fuck my pussy good and hard."
It was better than any horny fantasy Clint had ever had. His own gorgeous mother was clinging to him and wailing in bliss as he fucked her, soaking his pile-driving cock with helpless floods of molten cream. She made it clear that she loved taking his cock as she jerked her hips to his rhythm and wailed her delight.
Clint had been dangerously close to coming for some seconds now, and he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. It was a damned shame, too, because he wanted this incredible incestuous fuck to go on and on. But he'd been through his whole bag of tricks for keeping back his orgasm.
"Dammit, Mom, I'm gonna come," he told her hoarsely.
"Fuck me real hard, then, honey," she panted, "do it as hard as you can, and I'll come, too."
Clint gave a lusty growl and really hammered it to her, making her petite body shudder with the impact. The king-size bed groaned and bounced. Screwing her eyes shut and arching her body up against his, Nicole frantically rubbed her greedy clit against his pistoning cockshaft. The hot friction brought her off fast, as she'd known it would.
"Oooooh, Clint, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" she howled. "Ohhhh, baby, whaaahhh!"
"Awwwwwww, fuck, shit, aaaggghhhh!" the boy roared. "Take my come, Mom, aw www!"
Nicole sobbed in ecstasy as a gigantic climax ripped through her body. She couldn't come that hard very many times in her life. The sizzling flood of Clint's come seemed to intensify her sensations and make her climax last and last. She almost blacked out with the wild pleasure of it. At last mother and son collapsed in each other's arms, gasping for breath and quaking with the delicious aftershocks of their violent mutual orgasm.
"Thank you, baby," Nicole crooned, running her fingers through his hair. "I can't tell you how much I needed that."
"Hey, thank you, Mom," he sighed. "That was the most fantastic fuck I ever had."
Nicole smiled. So her handsome son wasn't a virgin when he came to her? That didn't surprise her, and it was just as well. They were embarked on a very dangerous and kinky game now, and it was no game for an inexperienced and innocent boy. Nicole had no idea how or where this incestuous involvement would end.
"Don't move, Mom," Clint was saying. "Stay just like you are, and keep doing that."
Doing what, she wondered. Then she realized that she'd been unconsciously massaging his cock with her cunt, giving it steady squeezes. She just didn't want to let go of it, apparently. Clint felt the same way. He kept his prick buried to the hilt in her come-soaked pussy, enjoying her cuntal massage.
Not too many minutes passed before she felt his prick swelling inside her. Nicole shivered with excitement. She was far from finished. That first orgasm had just whetted her appetite for a whole lot more. After all, she'd gone so many years without being fucked, she had lost time to make up for.
She went on squeezing his deeply buried prick, and it kept growing. She felt it stretching her little cunt, pushing the velvety walls farther apart, and she felt it cramming her entire pussy. Soon his prickmeat was throbbing against every inch of her aroused twat. She creamed helplessly, soaking his prick with the fiery liquid.
Clint was kissing and licking her neck, darting his tongue into her ear. It was overkill, as far as Nicole was concerned. She was already aroused out of her mind. It excited her wildly to feel the boy's prick expanding in her cunt, swelling to its full dimensions. Clint began to move it inside her ever so slowly, signaling his renewed readiness.
"I wanta fuck you again, Mom," he said hoarsely.
"Yes, honey," Nicole gurgled, "but why don't we try it a different way this time?"
"Sure, that'd be great," he grinned.
He rolled off her, onto his back, and that was as far as he got. Suddenly she was straddling him, her slippery little pussy rubbing back and forth over his stiff-standing cock. Her knees hugged his hips, and she swayed over him, giving him a fantastic view of her slim but curvy body.
-"Stick it in me, Clint," she breathed, "give me all of that nice big cock."
Clint snarled with lust. No woman had ever turned him on the way his mother did, and no girl he'd ever dated had come on to him so hotly. He loved her wanton behavior. He grasped her firm little waist and steadied her lustily swaying body. Then he thrust upward with his spear-like cock and impaled her on it pushing deep into her molten fuck hole. He watched his blue-veined cockshaft plunge fully into her cunt, forcing out thick molten cream that ran down her thighs.
"Take it, Mom," he growled.
"Ohhhh, God, yesss," Nicole howled, "give it to me, baby, give me every inch of your cock."
She knew her behavior was outrageous, but she couldn't do anything about it. She was out of control, driven wild by her first fuck in four years. It was ecstasy to feel her son's stiff cock plowing to her womb and cramming her full. She began to cream non-stop, deluging his prick and balls, flooding her pussy and inner thighs.
Again Clint began his fucking with tantalizingly slow, deep strokes. He had his second wind now, and he didn't have to worry about coming too fast. He could take his time and savor every second of his first fuck with his mom. It was a moment that could never be duplicated, and he wanted to remember every bit of it.
"Does that feel good, Mom?" he asked, leering up at her.
"Oh, honey, yes," she moaned, "it feels so damned good. I missed it so much."
Clint wanted to ask her if he fucked as well as his dad, but he felt the question was out of line. Dad was gone now, and for better or worse, Clint was taking his place. There was no need for comparisons or rivalries. His only job was to make his mother happy, to relieve her of all the powerful sexual needs she'd built up since Dad died.
It looked like he was doing his job pretty well. Nicole knelt over him, swaying and moaning, her head lolling back and her eyes closed in ecstasy. She was totally lost in the joy of being fucked. He could feel her little cunt responding to his strokes, gripping and sucking at his prickmeat each time he thrust into her, soaking his prick with cream.
Dizzily the blissed-out teenager watched his own cock in action. He'd never been able to do that before. He always fucked his dates in dark parked cars, and they'd always done it in the missionary position. Even when there was moonlight, he hadn't been able to watch his prick. This woman-on-top position was really great for viewing.
His thick blue-veined slab drew back, almost leaving her cunt, soaked with her pearly cream. Then it glided into her again, thrusting into her boiling depths till only his balls showed. As he touched bottom, Nicole moaned with pleasure and released another molten flood of cream.
"Ohhhhh, honey, I love the way you're fucking me," she moaned, "I want you to fuck me forever."
"Yes, Mom," Clint panted, "I don't ever wanta stop, either." It was true. He wanted his perpetually stiff teenage cock to be in her velvety little cunt forever. He worked it into her faster and faster as their excitement mounted. Sometimes Clint led the way, snorting and thrusting faster. Sometimes it was Nicole, her jerking hips speeding him along. After a while they were making the bed rock again.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me!" Nicole babbled hoarsely.
Clint's horny eyes wandered up from his pistoning prick to his mother's luscious little tits. They were bouncing and swinging with the impact of his fucking, and the faster he did it to her, the more wildly they bounced. The luststiffened red nipples seemed to dance before his eyes.
He raised his eyes even farther and studied her contorted features. Her eyes were tightly closed as she shut out all sensation except the joy of being fucked. Her nostrils flared, and her teeth were bared in a horny grimace. Every time he thrust into her, she moaned hoarsely.
Clint didn't know which was most exciting, watching his pistoning cock or watching his mother's reactions to his fucking. So he did both, his eyes darting back and forth. He felt the steady tightening of Nicole's greedy pussy around his hammering cock, and that made him even more wildly aroused.
"Ohhhh, honey, make me come," she whimpered, "I'll go crazy if I don't come pretty soon."
"Is there anything special I can do, Mom?" Clint asked.
Nicole thought about it a second and grinned. "There's a little trick your father used to play," she said.
"Show me," Clint said eagerly.
With one hand she spread the golden-furred lips of her pussy and showed him the shining hooded lump of her clit. "Jim used to play with me right there while he fucked me," she said. "That really got me off."
Clint nodded, delighted to have gotten some knowledge from his father. Jim hadn't lived long enough to give Clint any tips about being a good stud, but maybe through his mother he'd learn the old man's secrets. Clint knew how much Jim had turned Nicole on. He could remember their hot attraction very vividly. He wanted to be able to turn her on like that, too.
So while he pistoned his rock-hard young boner in her juicy little cunt, he reached out and massaged her clit. He rolled it gently but steadily between his thumb and index finger, just as Nicole had demonstrated. Her response was instant and violent. She screamed with pleasure and soaked his fingers with scalding cuntal juices.
"Oooooh, yesss, baby," she cried, "that's it, keep doing it."
Nicole was feeling double pleasure now. Her son's stiff cock pistoned deep and hard in her cunt, and his fingers stimulated her clit, giving her two fantastic sources of hot sensation. She threw her head back and howled with delight. She couldn't stop creaming now. The molten liquid poured from her cunt and streamed down her thighs.
"Keep doing it, Clint," she sobbed, "I'm gonna come so good, honey!"
Clint swelled with pride, knowing that he was pleasing her just as his dad had done. He was even using his Dad's old trick, stimulating her clit while he fucked her. Again he felt the steady tightening of her cunt around his prickmeat. She was creaming steadily, too, and moaning without a pause as he fucked and masturbated her to the brink of the climax she so desperately craved.
Nicole went stiff for a second, not even breathing, as the first delicious stab of orgasm welled up from her pussy. She couldn't tell where it came from, her clit or her cunt or both, but it was going to be overwhelming. The next second she was convulsing uncontrollably and flooding Clint's belly and balls with her gushing come-cream.
"Unnnhhh, baby, you did it, I'm coming!" she screamed.
Clint growled with excitement, but his cock stayed hard inside her. He wasn't ready to come yet. He wanted to go on fucking her for a long time. So for the first time in his young life, he held back while his partner came, studying her orgasm, feeling it happen all around him.
"Unnnnhhhh, God, it's so damned good!" she sobbed.
Clint felt the powerful spasming of her cunt around his cock. It squeezed and released his prickmeat in a hard hot tempo, hot cream boiling out of her pussy. He felt her clit having its own miniature spasms between his massaging fingers. He watched her petite body buck and writhe and sway.
She was coming harder and longer than any teenage girl he'd ever made it with. He really got off on her mature passion, her adult response. His beautiful mother loved to fuck and wasn't ashamed to show it. As she finally stopped coming, she looked down at him with gratitude.
"Mmmmm, Clint, that was wonderful," she sighed.
"I'm not finished yet," he grinned.
Nicole gave a lusty little gurgle as she felt her son's cock still stiff and ready inside her. In spite of having come twice, and powerfully, she wanted more. She wondered if she could ever have enough orgasms to satisfy her bottled-up passions. Luckily Clint was just as horny as she was.
"Want to do it another way?" she smiled. "Yeah," he leered, "I wanta learn all the ways."
Nicole lifted herself off the stiff impalement of his cock, dismounted him, and went into the doggy position. Clint watched with rising arousal as she positioned herself on her elbows and knees, poking her cute little ass up in the air. From behind her he could see the glistening pink line of her pussy slit.
Growling with lust, he rolled to his knees and crawled up behind her. He grasped her hips and socked the fat head of his cock into the inviting hair-fringed pit of her cuntal opening. As his prick spread her cunt lips and crammed her little fuck hole, Nicole dug her nails into the bedspread and whimpered.
"Oh, yes, son, stick it in me," she panted, "I want your whole cock in me, Clint."
"You got it, Mom," he growled.
He thrust forward, and this time his prick glided effortlessly into his mother's cream-slick pussy. He watched till only his balls showed. His thick cock forced out her pearly cream. The hot liquid spurted out around his prick and flooded down her thighs. As he glided fully into her, she gave a little sob of ecstasy. Her cunt throbbed eagerly around his deeply buried prick and her hips writhed with eagerness.
"Fuck me, baby," she panted, "fuck me till I can't take any more."
Clint wondered when that would be. His mother seemed to have an endless capacity for orgasms. But that was just fine with him. He never wanted to stop fucking her. He started pistoning his steel-hard young cock in her hot velvety pussy, feeling wild pleasure with each deep thrust.
"Awwwww, shit, Mom, I love fucking you," he groaned.
"I love you to fuck me, son," Nicole whimpered, "it feels so great."
She shouldn't have told him, perhaps, but it was true. She ached to be fucked, hard and endlessly, and her handsome son was doing the job for her. She couldn't help but tell him so.
She sobbed with pleasure as his pistoning cock crammed her cunt again and again. She wished the delicious sensations never had to end.
Of course they'd have to stop sometime. Sooner or later they'd have to eat dinner, sleep, go to work and school. But Nicole knew that every chance they got, they'd be fucking. The TV set was going to get dusty, her housework was going to be neglected, and there'd probably be a few nights when they didn't get enough sleep. Their attraction was that hot.
"Fuck it to me, baby, fuck it to me," she babbled, clawing the bed.
Clint snorted with excitement and fucked into her ever faster and harder. It wasn't long before they broke into a rough hungry rhythm, the bed creaking, his flat belly slapping loudly against her ass. Nicole -liked that rough fucking best of all. She needed a thorough hard fucking after so long without sex.
"That's it, baby, fuck my brains out," she snarled. "I can't get enough of it, Clint, I just can't."
Clint could tell that, all by himself. His mom was a glutton for sex. It figured, since she hadn't been with a guy since Dad died. Clint was the lucky one who'd been chosen to be her stud, to satisfy all the hot lust she'd stored up. He was determined to do a terrific job, too. He wanted to be every bit as good a man as his father had been.
He spun into high gear, pistoning his cock into her with lightning speed. The room began to echo with the wet sucking noise of his cock as it reamed out her uncontrollably gushing cream. Nicole closed her eyes and felt herself hurtling to the very brink of orgasm as she took the delicious pounding.
Then as Clint drew back for yet another deep hard thrust, his cock left her cunt completely. He couldn't stop his forward thrust, and Nicole felt the tiny opening of her shitter being stretched wide. She gasped as her son's thick throbbing hard-on filled her ass.
"Ohhhhh, my God," she wailed.
"Aw, shit, it's so tight," Clint groaned. "Sorry, Mom, want me to pull out?"
"Noooo," Nicole gurgled, "I like it. Fuck my ass, Clint."
His snort of lust told her that he was just as wickedly turned on by the idea as she was. He began ass-fucking her deeply and slowly. He couldn't do it fast because the fit was so incredibly tight. But Nicole loved the sensuous filling of her little asshole. This was something even Jim had never done to her.
"Ooooooh, honey, I love that," she panted. "You like it?"
"Shit, yes," Clint said hoarsely, "but it's so fuckin' tight, I'm gonna come pretty quick."
"That's okay, honey," Nicole said, "you can get me off with that trick of your father's."
"Yeah, right," he said eagerly.
As he sawed his nearly-exploding cock in his mother's exquisitely tight shitter, Clint reached around her and took her clit between his fingers. As he rolled the slippery bud, Nicole signaled her enjoyment, creaming and moaning and shivering. Her lips moved to the rhythm of his plowing cock.
"Oh, yeah, honey, that's heavenly," she gurgled. "Keep doing that, fuck my ass, play with my clit."
Clint was going out of his mind with excitement as he worked his prick deep into her fiery-hot brownie and twirled her swollen fuck button. Her hoarse whimpers told him she was just about to come. Not a moment too soon, either, because his balls were about to explode with their hot load.
He boiled his load into her steamy shitter, filling and overflowing it. Nicole sobbed in ecstasy. Now her teenage son had taken her to heights beyond anything she'd known with his father. He hadn't just taken Jim's place in her bed, he was bringing her into a whole new world of love-making.
She was hooked on it. She couldn't give it up. She could imagine the scandal in their little town if it was discovered that she was fucking her own son, but that was a risk she'd just have to take. Now that she was launched on this incestuous love-affair, she couldn't bear to stop.
CHAPTER FIVE
From that first night on, Nicole and Clint couldn't keep their hands off each other. They made love every single day. Nicole excused it on the ground that Clint's grades remained good and he didn't get into any more trouble. Their affair was having good results, she concluded.
But even though they got it on every day when Clint came home from school, they didn't get enough of each other. They both had to go to bed early, on account of work and school, and Nicole insisted that her son do his homework each night. That didn't leave much time for love-making. So mother and son eagerly looked forward to weekends.
One Saturday morning Nicole was still sleeping when she began to have the most delicious sex dream. In this dream she was lying on a beach naked, getting a tan all over her body. She was on her back, legs daringly spread to catch the warmth even on her pussy. She didn't worry about anybody seeing her. She was all alone on the beach.
Then she must have drifted off, because the next thing she knew, the warm water was lapping the sensitive flesh between her thighs. That caressing warm wetness felt so sensual, Nicole didn't want to move. She lay there gurgling with pleasure as the water lapped up and down her pussy slit.
It seemed so wild and kinky, but she knew she could get off just from the gentle rush of the water. Gurgling blissfully, she spread her legs even wider, letting more water lap against the swollen hot flesh of her gash. It got better by the second, and soon she was panting and clawing at the sand.
"Unnnhhhh, yesss," she moaned.
The sound of her own voice woke her up.
Blinking and opening her eyes, she realized that she was in her own bed, not at the beach. Yet that delicious lapping sensation continued. Something warm and wet was stimulating the fever-hot flesh of her pussy and arousing her out of her mind.
She looked down and saw her son's dark head bobbing gently between her spread thighs.
"Clint!" she gasped.
He raised his head briefly and grinned at her. "Hi, Mom," he said, "I thought this would be a neat way to wake you up."
"You devil," Nicole chuckled. "Don't stop. I'll make you a huge breakfast in a minute, but get me off first."
"Sounds fair to me," he laughed.
His head dipped between her thighs again, and Nicole moaned with excitement as his tongue once more contacted the super-sensitive flesh of her cunt slit. He was running his tongue stiffly up and down the narrow line of flesh, coating it all with his hot spit. As he lathered her pussy, Nicole sighed in ecstasy.
"Mmmmmm, honey, that feels so damned nice," she moaned.
She felt the molten cream seeping steadily from her cunt. Clint lapped up most of it and gobbled it. The rest trickled down over the puckered mouth of her shitter. She thought about the time Clint had stuck his cock in there, and she shivered with excitement. They hadn't repeated that experiment, but she knew they would sometime. There were just so many other exciting things to do.
Now Clint was zeroing in on the most receptive and tender spot of all, her clit. He used the stiff tip of his tongue to rim the throbbing button, giving Nicole a hot buzz of pleasure. She whimpered with delight and clawed fistfuls of sheet. She felt herself soaring effortlessly towards orgasm.
"Yes, baby, do it to me there," she panted, "that's the best place of all."
Clint -rimmed her clit faster and faster with the pointed tip of his tongue. Nicole screwed her eyes shut, blocking out all other stimulus, giving herself up completely to the searing pleasure she was experiencing. Thick cream gushed from her cunt and soaked her ass crack.
She didn't think it could get more exciting, but it did. Clint -rimmed her swelling fuck button till it was fully engorged and violently throbbing. Then he caught it between his lips and started sucking her off. She screamed with excitement and soaked his face with a helpless flood of cunt juice.
"Ohhhhh, honey, yesss," the horny young widow moaned, "suck me off, ohhhhhh."
She arched her body and hungrily shoved her swollen clit farther between his sucking lips. He sucked fast and firmly, giving her a hard pleasure jolt with each suck. Nicole's head lolled back limply as she spun to the edge of orgasm. The pleasure built in her belly till it exploded.
"Ohhhhh, God, I'm coming, Clint," she gasped, "I'm coming like crazy!"
Clint didn't have to be told. Suddenly his mother's body was bucking so hard that he couldn't stay on target. She wrenched away from him, her clit popping from his lips. She rolled around on the bed, moaning and writhing. Clint watched her, proud of his work. It gave him a really macho feeling to bring off this beautiful older woman who just happened to be his mother.
"Mmmmmmm, honey, that was wonderful," Nicole sighed at last.
She'd come to rest on her back. While she was still enjoying the aftershocks of her climax, Clint crawled over and straddled her, his trim ass grazing her tits. His drooling cock trailed over her lips, leaving hot sticky juice. He looked down at her with lust-glazed eyes.
"Breakfast can wait just a little longer, Mom," he said. "How about sucking me off?"
Nicole's response was to stick out her little pink tongue and lick the cream out of his piss hole. He watched her darting tongue and shivered with excitement. He knew how his mother loved the taste of cock cream. That aroused hell out of him. He watched her lap up every bit of his juice.
Then she opened her lips wide and pushed them around the engorged purple head of his cock. Clint snorted with excitement and glided more of his prick over her slippery tongue. He could get more than half his cock into her little mouth, and she took it eagerly. Then she firmed her lips around his throbbing prick and began to suck it.
"Awwwww, yeah, Mom, suck," he moaned.
Her lips were hugely stretched around his swollen teenage prick, her cheeks drawn in sharply. She was making a lewd wet sucking sound, as if starved. Clint watched her with mounting arousal, breathing harshly and getting flushed in the face. His own pretty mom gave the best blow-jobs he'd ever had.
Gradually, she increased the speed of her sucking as she greedily gobbled the salty cream out of his piss hole. Clint knew she was going to get a whole mouthful of the stuff in just a few minutes. He was too insanely aroused to hold out much longer. He'd wakened horny, and he'd gotten hornier with each passing second.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmm!" Nicole moaned.
It always excited her wildly to have her son's cock in her mouth. She -liked that hot thick slab of fuckmeat cramming her mouth and throbbing on her tongue. She loved suctioning the delicious cream out of his piss hole and gobbling the stuff. As her hunger grew, she sucked ravenously and noisily, driving Clint to a fever pitch of excitement.
"Unnnhhhh, Mom, I'm gonna come," he moaned.
"Ummmmm-hmmmm," Nicole answered eagerly.
She was letting him know that she craved a whole boiling mouthful of his come. A few seconds later he gave it to her, yelping as the molten jizz spurted from his cock. Nicole felt it stinging the back of her throat, and she shuddered with excitement.
"Eat it, Mom, aaagggghhhhh!" Clint bellowed.
"Mmmmmm, unnnhhhhh!" Nicole moaned. As always, she let the delicious cream collect till she couldn't hold any more, savoring it. She no held it till she thought her bulging cheeks would burst. As Clint sizzled the last drops of come into her mouth, she swallowed the steaming load with a happy gurgle. Clint gave a satisfied sigh and rolled off her.
"Now it's time for breakfast," Nicole purred.
As she prepared a lavish breakfast of bacon and eggs and pancakes, she thought how great it was to be waking up to a horny male again. She used to love weekends with Jim, because they always fucked or sucked each other off even before getting out of bed. She'd missed that custom so much. But with Clint she would have it all over again.
Of course the town wouldn't approve if they knew how the lonely young widow was solving her problems. But Nicole had chosen her own solutions, and she didn't care what anyone else thought. As long as she and Clint were happy, it really wasn't anybody's business how they got that way.
And Clint was doing so well in school! Nicole had always known he wasn't stupid or bad, and she was delighted to see him using his full potential. Why, just the other day, the principal had phoned her to remark on the change in the boy.
"It's just incredible, Mrs. Benson," he'd told her. "What happened?"
Nicole was glad he couldn't see her blushing. "Oh, I've just been giving Clint a little extra attention, that's all," she replied.
"Well, it's working great," he said. "Keep up with the good work, Mrs. Benson."
So that's that she was going to do this weekend, just keep up the good work. Nicole grinned to herself as she set breakfast on the table and watched Clint attack it. There was nothing like a hot round of love-making to stimulate the boy's appetite. Nicole felt pretty hungry herself.
After they'd cleaned up the dishes, Nicole said, "As much as I'd like to avoid it, Clint, I'm afraid I'm going to have to clean house. This place is starting to look like a dungeon in i horror movie."
"Okay, Mom," Clint laughed, "I'll help."
He helped, all right. While Nicole vacuumed the living room, she gave him the dust rag, and he seemed to keep dusting as close to her as possible. Every time she moved, she was running into Clint. Then he'd use that as an excuse to kiss her, squeeze her, or feel her up.
All those flirtatious little gestures began to take their toll. Nicole felt her pussy growing hot and wet and swollen, and it was hard to keep her mind on what she was doing. Then, as she switched off the vacuum and prepared to move on to another room, Clint jumped her.
"Clint!" she yelped as he grabbed her and pulled her down on the couch.
"You've been ambushed," he leered, rolling on top of her.
She felt the hardness of his cock against her leg. The kid seemed to be horny all the time. Every time she looked at him these days, he had a hard-on. Not that she was objecting, of course. She gurgled with arousal as he pushed up her t-shirt and reached around her to unhook her bra.
"Honey, what about the housecleaning?" she teased.
"We'll get back to it," he assured her. "We're just taking a break."
He pushed her bra up, exposing her perfectly firm high-riding tits. Cupping her apple-size titglobes, he pushed them together till her rosy little nipples almost met. It was a new trick he'd developed, licking and sucking both her nipples at the same time. His hot wet tongue contacted the tender buds, and Nicole shuddered with excitement.
"Mmmmm, baby, I love that," she sighed.
She felt hot cream soaking through her panties. When she was around Clint, experiencing his eager adolescent love-making, she creamed constantly. It reminded her of the days when she and Jim had first met. Just the sight of the guy made her cream her jeans. Now it was the same way with their son. Nicole just couldn't resist it when the boy came on to her.
She watched his glistening red tongue flicking over her nipples. The sensitive buds quickly swelled, going erect and taut and throbbing. Then he pushed her tits even more tightly together, opened his lips, and sucked both pulsating nipples into his hot mouth. Again Nicole creamed through her clothing.
"Ohhhhh, honey, yessss," she breathed.
Clint began noisily sucking her nipples, and she rubbed her thighs together, horny out of her mind. Her pussy lips swelled up, just as her tits had done, and the hot cream poured steadily from her cunt. She was too aroused to stay passive and submissive. She pushed Clint's t-shirt up and ran her hands over his chest and back. Then her hands strayed down to his fly.
There was a big hard lump there, and she could hardly wait to get at it. She tugged open the zipper of his jeans and was delighted to find that he wasn't wearing shorts. She used to scold him for that. Now it was very convenient. She didn't want anything coming between her and his cock.
She tugged his jeans down over his trim ass, and his cock snapped free, slapping against her belly. She fisted his fuckmeat and started pumping it. He gave a hoarse groan and drew his mouth off her spit-soaked nipples. He quickly unzipped her jeans, grasped both jeans and panties, and tugged them down.
"Oh, baby, yes," Nicole panted, "let's take our clothes off."
They hurriedly tugged their clothes all the way off and rolled naked into each other's arms. Nicole had forgotten all about the housework by now. All she could think of was how badly she wanted her son's rock-hard teenage cock in her boiling little cunt. She felt like she'd go crazy if she didn't get it.
Wantonly, she flung one leg up over the back of the couch and let the other dangle off the edge, opening her pussy completely to her son's horny eyes. She knew her cunt slit was swollen, steaming and soaked with her cream. Clint's lusty gaze swept over the juicy flesh between her thighs.
"Fuck me, honey," she begged hoarsely. "Oh, Clint, I need it so bad."
"Like I told you, Mom," he replied, "I'll give you all the loving you want, any time and any place."
She was almost whimpering with anticipation as he fisted his belly-hugging cock and eased it down toward her pussy. He set the fat purple head of his prick against the cream-dripping hole at the center of her crotch. As he plugged his fleshy fuck-knob into her cunt mouth, she sobbed with excitement.
"Oh, yes, son, stick it in me," she moaned, "I want you to fuck me so damned bad!"
Clint was practically coming just listening to her, but he managed to keep his cool. Fitting the head of his cock firmly into the juicy pit of her cuntal opening, he let go of it and started sliding it slowly into her. He stayed on his knees so he could watch. As his cock gradually but steadily filled her cunt, Nicole's eyes rolled shut and she whimpered steadily. He felt her pussy cream boiling around his cock.
"Oooooh, Clint, yesss," she hissed, "give me every inch of that big thing."
Nicole could imagine the horror of any outsider who might happen on this scene, the mother moaning in ecstasy as she took her son's cock. But there was no danger of that. Neither she nor Clint would ever give away their little secret. She felt free to enjoy their incestuous love-making to the fullest.
She let herself go completely, wailing her delight as his cock glided up against her womb, cramming her completely. She creamed again and again, soaking his cock and overflowing her cunt. Clint remained still for a few moments, his cock fully into her. He often did that, savoring the sensation.
Nicole knew that this time he was also savoring the view. There she lay with her legs wantonly spread as wide as she could get them, impaled on her own son's rigid cock, her face contorted with lusty pleasure. It must have been quite an arousing sight for the horny teenage boy.
Clint's nostrils were flaring and his eyes glowing lustily as he took in the sight. He could see that his beautiful blonde mom was practically squirming with the need for his fucking. He could feel her famished cunt creaming and throbbing around his cock. He finally took pity on her and began pistoning his steel-hard fucker in her juicy pussy hole.
"Ohhhhh, God, honey, yes," she sobbed, "fuck it to me, Clint, fuck my pussy good."
Clint kept himself raised off her, just for novelty, watching his jerking cock slide in and out between the swollen lips of her pussy. Each deep thrust forced out more of her pearly pussy juice. Soon his cock was dripping with the stuff. Her cunt seemed especially hot today, steaming and boiling around his deep-driving prick.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me," she babbled.
It seemed to Nicole like no matter how much fucking they did, she always wanted more. She couldn't get enough of her son's tireless teenage cock. Luckily the feeling was mutual. Clint was ready to go any time of day or night. He was fucking her faster and faster now as his excitement mounted.
"Awwww, Jesus, your cunt's so hot, Mom!" he groaned.
"You got it that way, honey!" Nicole leered. He gave a lusty growl and let himself down on her. Nicole -liked that because now his stiff prickshaft was rubbing up and down over her clit, doubling the intensity of her pleasure. Greedily she shoved her belly up against his, taking his cock deep in her insatiable little pussy. Even that wasn't deep enough.
Growling with need, she threw her legs around his humping back and locked them there. Now she was taking his pile-driving cock as deep as she could possibly get it. She sobbed with excitement and soaked his prickmeat with her boiling cream. "Unnnnhhhh, honey, make me come," she whimpered, clinging to him with both arms and legs, "fuck me hard."
Clint shoved his hands under her writhing ass, drew her tight against him and went into high gear, fucking her almost brutally hard and fast. He didn't worry about hurting her. He'd come to learn that she loved it this way. Sure enough, she let out a howl of delight and deluged his jackhammering cock with her molten juice.
"Ohhhhh, shit, yes," she gasped, "fuck the shit out of me!"
Clint was practically shooting his load just from catching her excitement. His mom got really lewd and wanton when she was about to come, and he loved it. He felt the steady tightening of her cunt as he fucked her to the edge of climax. He spun out of control, battering her with his cock.
"Ohhhhh, God, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" she screamed.
"Awwwwww, shit, unnnggghhhh!" Clint bellowed.
Nicole sobbed with pleasure as his molten jism filled and overflowed her cunt. That boiling bath always seemed to make her orgasm longer and harder. Mother and son rocked together as they came, her legs locked around his back, her spasming cunt sucking every last drop of jizz from his exploding balls.
"Oooooh, shit, it's so good!" Nicole sobbed.
Clint couldn't even talk, he was coming so hard. But then his mother had that effect on him. Ever since they began fucking, he couldn't think of anybody but her. He hadn't fucked anybody else. He hadn't even asked a girl out. He needed all his energy to keep his horny mother satisfied, but he sure as hell wasn't complaining about the work. He'd rather fuck his mother than any other girl his own age.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, great," he sighed as he finally rolled off her.
"Yes, it was," Nicole said dryly, "but maybe now we can get this house cleaned."
This time she managed to finish vacuuming the kitchen and the spare bedroom before Clint began coming on to her again. She dragged the vacuum cleaner into his bedroom and started to work, he followed with the dust cloth, and pretty soon he started into her again.
One minute he'd brush her thigh, then her tits, then her ass. Nicole peeked at his fly and saw that he was getting another hard-on. The boy simply didn't quit. Finally, as she switched off the vacuum, he grabbed her and pushed her down on his bed, pinning her there with his superior weight and strength.
"Let's take another break, Mom," he leered.
"Another one?" Nicole teased. "But, honey, we just had one a little while ago. Are you tired again already?"
"I wouldn't call it tired," he grinned, taking her hand and guiding it down to his fly.
Nicole felt the hot throbbing of his stiff cock even through his jeans. Hot cream spurted from her cunt. She was all ready to go again as she fondled her son's hard-on and imagined it plowing into her cunt. He leaned down to kiss her, and as their lips met she shoved her tongue aggressively into his mouth. She felt a horny shudder running through his body, and his cock bucked hard and tried to tear its way out of his jeans.
They dry-humped at each other while they kissed, his cock rubbing urgently against her pussy mound. By the time they came up for air, Nicole was wild to get started. She ripped down his zipper and tugged at his jeans. Laughing, he got up and removed his clothes, while she tugged hers off with feverish haste.
As he undressed, Clint glanced to the side and saw himself reflected in his dressing mirror. His cock was sticking out lewdly, wagging and drooling. Behind him he could see Nicole was removing her panties, and his eyes locked hungrily on her small blonde bush and moist pink pussy flesh.
"Come here, Mom," he growled, pulled her to her feet.
"What are you doing, honey?" she laughed.
"I got an idea for a new way of doing it," he leered.
Gripping her waist from behind, he easily swung her into position, facing the mirror. As he let go of her, she rested her hands on the edge of the dresser, leaning forward. She felt his steel-hard cock gliding between her ass cheeks and rubbing over her cream-slick pussy. As she realized what he intended to do, she reddened.
"Kinky, huh, Mom?" he said, leering at her reflection in the mirror.
Nicole nodded, blushing. She was about to watch herself being fucked. That was a first for her. As wild as she and Jim used to get in their love-making, they'd never done it in front of a mirror. Their own son was more inventive than they were. He was grinning broadly as he plugged the swollen head of his cock into Nicole's juicy cunt mouth.
"Oh, my God," she breathed.
He drew her back to lean against him, and she could see everything. Her thighs were slightly parted, and she could see her son's thick cock gliding slowly up into her cunt. The blue-veined shaft spread her pussy lips wide, plowing deeper and deeper. Nicole gurgled with excitement and began to cream heavily.
"Oooooo, baby, ooooo," she squealed.
It was totally wicked to be watching themselves as they fucked, and it was turning her on like mad. She watched Clint's stiff cock disappearing into her cunt, forcing out her cream. The pearly liquid dribbled down her inner thighs. He pushed into her till only his coarse-furred balls were showing.
As usual he paused to savor that full penetration, and Nicole's glance wandered upward, studying her face in the mirror. Her skin was flushed, her eyes almost glassy with horniness. Her teeth were flashing in a lusty grimace. Over her shoulder, Clint was taking in the whole scene and grinning like a maniac.
"Hey, this is fantastic," he growled.
Nicole was embarrassed to admit it, but he was right. This certainly was a different and exciting way of making love. He began pistoning his stiff cock up and down in her cunt, and she watched in lusty fascination. Each deep thrust of his cock forced out more of that thick pearly cunt juice. It was flooding down her thighs by now. And every time he plowed into her, she gave a little moan of pleasure, helpless to stop it.
"Ooooo, shit, honey," she moaned, "fuck me good, baby."
She hardly recognized herself in that mirror. She saw a lust-crazed woman, eyes rolling, tits bouncing and heaving, a woman going wild with pleasure as she took a stiffly pistoning cock. She saw that Clint's horny eyes were focused on his own prick, absorbed in its deep lunges.
Then he raised his eyes and met hers in the mirror. Mother and son locked eyes as they fucked. Nicole knew she'd never experience a more deeply kinky moment than this. She ran her little tongue over her lips and moaned loudly, deliberately exciting Clint into even faster fucking.
"Fuck me hard, honey," she called hoarsely to his reflection, "fuck the living shit out of me."
"Ohhhhh, Christ," Clint groaned.
He didn't think he'd ever meet a woman who turned him on more than his hot-pants mother. She was deliberately taunting him, making him crazy with excitement, as she flaunted her lust. He spun out of control and started fucking her with lightning speed. They watched her tits shake like jelly with the hard impact of his fucking.
"Yesssss," Nicole hissed to his reflection.
Clint wanted to see her come. That really would be wild, to watch her in the mirror as he fucked her to climax. He knew just how to do it, too-Dad's old trick. As he hammered his cock into her from behind, he reached around her and took her clit between his thumb and index finger. He started rolling the throbbing bud of flesh between his fingers, and Nicole screamed with pleasure.
"God, yes, keep doing that," she cried hoarsely, "don't stop!"
Clint was grinning broadly as he brought her off. He could see his deep-pistoning cock in action, plunging clear to his balls in her molten pussy pulp, forcing out thick floods of her cream. He watched his fingers swiftly massaging her clit and listened to her hoarse wails of ecstasy. Her spurting cream quickly soaked his massaging fingers.
"Ohhhhh, honey, I'm gonna come," she sobbed, "I'm gonna come so damned good."
She was watching the scene, too, hardly believing how wanton she looked. Her eyes were huge and hot, she was licking her lips, and she was jerking her hips to the rhythm of Clint's hammering cock. She was out of control, her lust at the boiling point. Her eyes rolled shut at last, as the first thunderous spasm of climax shook her body.
"Ohhhhh, God, whaaahhhh!" she wailed.
Only Clint watched her climax. Her eyes were screwed shut in ecstasy, but his eyes were open, drinking in the exciting scene. He saw her thick pearly come gushing out around his deeply buried cock, and he watched her curvy little body shaking with blast after blast of pleasure. She sobbed with bliss till the powerful convulsions finally ended.
She felt her son's cock still hard as a rock inside her. It throbbed lustily against her cuntal walls, ripe for release. She knew it wouldn't take much more than a sneeze to get him off at this point. Grinning wickedly, she darted forward and slipped off the deep impalement of his rigid prick.
"Mom," he groaned, "don't go yet. I still haven't come."
"I know, honey," she said huskily. "Come here."
She grabbed his hand and swung him toward the bed, and he landed sitting just on the edge. That was exactly how she wanted him. She dropped to her knees between his legs, grabbed his nearly exploding cock, and stuffed it into her mouth. Clint let out a yelp of delight.
"Oh, shit, yeah," he cried, "suck me off, Mom!"
Fisting the base of his prick, she crammed the rest into her greedy little mouth, caved in her cheeks, and started sucking noisily and fast on his drooling prick. Clint leaned back on his elbows, watching her in horny fascination. Each hot greedy suck gave him a stab of pleasure that almost made him come.
"Oh, Jesus," he groaned, "I'm not gonna hold out for long."
As if by way of reply, Nicole removed her fingers from the base of his cock and let him fuck fully into her mouth. She'd never done that before, but her lust for his cock made her wild. Clint gasped with surprise and excitement as he felt his prick entering her throat. His balls came to rest against her lips.
"Awwwww, fuckin' Christ, awwwwww!" he shouted.
He began to come, fucking her throat, boiling his jizz down deep. Nicole let him enjoy that sensation for a second, then drew back to collect his delicious come in her mouth. She gobbled it as fast as it jetted from his cock. Clint wailed in delirium of pleasure, shooting load after load of hot come.
"Unnnhhh, shit, eat it, Mom!" he roared.
Nicole moaned with excitement as she gulped blast after blast of her son's steaming jizz. She wasn't lonely any more. For the first time since her husband's death, she felt like a fulfilled woman. She wasn't even going to think about the future. This incestuous affair couldn't go on forever, but she wouldn't worry about that now.
CHAPTER SIX
The weeks passed, and the affair between Nicole and Clint continued as hot as ever. Clint's good behavior continued, too, and his grades got better all the time. Things were going fine, yet Nicole wasn't satisfied. She knew that fucking her own son wasn't the final answer for either one of them.
Some day she wanted to marry again, to have a lover her own age. And some day Clint would want to settle down with a girl his own age. But until then, Nicole wasn't giving up the sexual satisfaction she'd found with her teenage son. She couldn't go back to being totally without nan.
One day Nicole was enjoying a rare treat, a whole day off. She slept in late, watched a daytime TV show, and took a long leisurely bath. She was just leaving the bathroom when she heard the doorbell ring. Wearing only a light silk robe, she hurried to answer it.
On the front porch stood a tall powerfully-built man in his late thirties, not handsome, but ruggedly attractive. When he saw Nicole, he grinned broadly.
"Hi, gorgeous," he said.
"Mac!" Nicole cried, jumping into his arms. "Mac, I'm so glad to see you!"
Mac Anderson had been her husband Jim's best friend, and a friend of the whole family, too. The burly trucker had never married. He'd never found the right woman, he said. But the Bensons became his family, and he often stayed with them. Nicole had always been very fond of him.
He gave her a hug that almost squeezed the breath out of her, and she noticed how exciting it was to be pressed against his massive body. He seemed to hold her a second longer than he really needed to. Then he set her down, and she ushered him into the house.
"What brings you to our little town, Mac?" she asked.
"Just checking up on you and Clint," he said. "I worry about you a lot since Jim died. It doesn't seem right that you should have to make it all on your own."
As he spoke, Nicole noticed that his eyes kept darting to her neckline. No wonder-her robe was half open and very low-cut in front. He could see most of her tits. Blushing a little, she hastily rearranged the garment, wishing she had something on underneath it. She felt naked all of a sudden.
"I was just about to have a drink," she said. "Join me?"
"I could use a cold beer," Mac said, settling comfortably on the couch.
When Nicole brought his beer and her drink, he patted the place beside him.
"Sit by me, pretty lady," he grinned.
Nicole obeyed. Instantly she felt aroused by the nearness of his powerful adult body. Even though she'd been making hot love with Clint for some time now, her hunger for an adult male was still deep and strong. She still hadn't really found somebody to replace Jim, even though Clint was doing all he could to fill his father's shoes.
Mac cupped her chin and looked intently at her. "So how are you doing, really?" he asked. "It's been almost four years now. I'm surprised you're not married again."
Nicole sighed, "I haven't even had time to meet anybody, Mac. I'd love to get married again, but Clint comes first, and he gets all my time apart from my job."
"That sucks," Mac said angrily. "You don't even have a love life?"
She reddened a little as she shook her head. She wasn't about to tell him that her sexual needs were being taken care of by her own teenage son.
"Well, honey," he went on, "that isn't right. You're a normal, healthy young woman, and you need a man. Be honest, don't you miss this at all?"
He kissed her and pulled her against him, her ripe tits flattening against his powerful chest. As his big tongue slid into her mouth, Nicole creamed like mad. Right away she knew she had to fuck this man. She'd had a wonderful time fucking Clit, but he could never give her what a grownup man could offer, that mature appeal she'd been denied for so long.
She melted against Mac's big hard body, and he explored her mouth with his tongue. One hand held her close, the other felt around. His big callused hand explored the curves of her body and finally came to rest on one thrusting tit. Nicole's nipple went rigid against his palm, betraying her mounting lust for him. He gave a lusty growl and broke off the kiss. His eyes were hot with longing for her.
"Well?" he growled. "Do you miss it?"
"Yes, Mac," she said huskily, "I miss it very much."
Shivering lustily, he scooped her up and started down the hall. Nicole leaned against him submissively, excited out of her mind. She could hardly wait to make love with this powerfully built man. There were needs seething inside her that even Clint couldn't reach. But at the open doorway of the master bedroom, Mac paused.
"I wonder if it's right for us to go in there?" he asked. "Should we use the guest room instead?"
The guest room was where Mac had always stayed when he visited the family. The master bedroom had been Jim's room, of course.
"No, Mac," Nicole said, "it's okay to use this room now. Matter of fact, I think Jim would approve."
One thing she knew for sure-Jim would have been delighted to see her breaking free of her incestuous involvement with their son and turning instead to a fine adult man like Mac Anderson. So she didn't feel at all guilty as Mac carried her into the room she used to share with Jim, his best buddy.
Mac set her down close to the bed. His big hands were remarkably deft as he untied the belt of her robe and slid the garment down off her shoulders. The silky robe slipped away, leaving her naked. The big man shuddered lustily as he studied her petite curvy body.
"Jesus," he breathed, "you're even more gorgeous than I dreamed."
Nicole smiled and slipped onto the king-size bed. "Hurry, Mac," she said, "I want you."
He gave a lusty growl and started removing his clothes. Nicole was sure she could read his thoughts. He was convinced that she hadn't been laid in four years and that her lust was at the boiling point. In some ways he was right, but in others he was dead wrong.
Anyhow, no point in telling him about her and Clint. She'd just let him believe that he was the first man she'd had since Jim's death. In a way that was true. He was the first man, because Clint was only a boy. She watched him eagerly as he undressed, not even trying to conceal her lust for him.
That big hard-muscled body of his turned her on like crazy. Her interest increased as he stripped down to his shorts. There was a massive bulge at his crotch. He peeled the garment carefully down over his hard-on, and Nicole stopped breathing for a moment, she was so aroused.
The guy was hung like an ox. Even Jim's cock hadn't been that big. Mac's huge stiff boner looked as thick as her forearm. She creamed helplessly as she ogled his stiffly weaving cock, her cunt growing red-hot as she imagined taking that huge slab of meat inside herself. Yes, it was going to be marvelous to get it on with a grownup again. Mac slid onto the bed, and she opened her arms to him.
He pulled her tight against him and kissed her, a deep steamy tongue-kiss that made her whimper and writhe with horniness. His big hot hands roamed all over her silky little body. They ended up on her tits, cupping and squeezing. Her stiff nipples throbbed against his palms, and she soaked her pussy slit with her uncontrollable creaming.
Briefly she thought of her son. In a way she was cheating on Clint. But what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him and, besides, she ought to start thinking about her future, the time when Clint had left home and made his own life. She wanted a husband. Mac seemed like an excellent prospect.
She dismissed Clint from her mind as Mac expertly molded her tits, making them swell and throb. Wantonly she rubbed her pouting pussy mound against his massive hard-on, and he gave a muffled groan of excitement. Her hot wriggling little body told him how eager she was to be fucked by him.
Why hide it? She was a free woman, and he was a free man. They needed each other. She saw no reason to be coy with him. So she pushed her soft-furred mound against his huge swollen cock and let him know that his rock-hard fuck tool was driving her crazy. He broke off their kiss and looked at her with lust-glazed eyes, his hands cupping her tits possessively.
"I've got a confession to make," he said hoarsely. "I wanted into your pants the moment I met you, back when Jim introduced me to his brand-new bride. I had the hots for my buddy's wife. I still do."
Nicole shivered with excitement. "I'm glad you still do, Mac," she said, "because I sure have the hots for you."
And to emphasize it, she once more ground her cunt bush against his belly-hugging hardon. Then she reached down and curled her fingers around his cock and started pumping it. It was so thick she couldn't get her fingers all the way around it. As she started pumping, Mac shuddered with arousal.
"I sure hope you're not a cock teaser, honey," he said, "because you'd be letting yourself in for a big surprise."
"I've never been a cock teaser, Mac," Nicole told him with a sexy grin. "I never go after a man unless I want everything he has to offer."
She squeezed his big prick, then ran her little fist up to cup his massive purple cockhead. Thick sticky cream was oozing from his piss hole, and she smeared it all over her fingers, then proceeded to rub the juice up and down his cock. As she lubricated his enormous slab of hot fuckmeat, Mac shivered and groaned.
He slid one big hand between her thighs. "Mmmmmm, yessss," Nicole gurgled.
He may never have been married, but he definitely knew his way around a pussy. He touched her in exactly the right places, with just the right touch. She felt his thick middle finger easing into her juice-slick cunt, and she whimpered with excitement and creamed all over it. He slid the whole finger into her, and her hungry little pussy gripped the stiff meat, throbbing all around it and soaking it with molten juice.
"Jesus, baby, you really are horny," he said softly.
"It's been a long time, Mac," Nicole replied huskily.
His cock gave a lusty buck in her fist, and he began to finger-fuck her. Nicole squealed with pleasure. That big finger of his was almost as good as a stiff cock. She pumped his prick to the rhythm of his jerking finger, and the; panted together, two old friends suddenly becoming lovers and turning each other on like mad.
She loved giving Mac the impression that she hadn't had a lover in four years. It must be driving him wild to think that he'd be the first to get to the horny young widow. But in a way it was true. She hadn't had an adult male in all that time, and she ached for one. She couldn't contain her excitement now as Mac pistoned his thick finger in her juice-filled cunt.
"Unnnhhh, yes, Mac, that feels so good," she gurgled.
"How'd you like my cock instead?" he leered.
"Mmmmmmm, I'd love it," she said. He drew his dripping finger out of her steaming pussy hole and rolled onto his back, his stiff cock leaving her grasp. The massive column of blue-veined flesh stood up like a sturdy pillar, thick and rigid and drooling. It was an incredibly impressive sight to the love-starved widow. He reached for her, taking her by the waist and lifting her up to straddle him.
As she knelt over him, his stiff-standing prick pressed hard against her slippery pussy. She couldn't avoid it, and she didn't want to. She just pressed down a little and felt his giant column of prickmeat stuffing her cunt. She threw back her head and howled with lust as it went into her.
"Oooooh, God, unnnhhhh, yessss," she cried.
"Oh, Christ," Mac grunted, "so fuckin' tight."
He had to enter her slowly, the fit was so snug, but his progress was steady. Nicole was almost sobbing with excitement as his giant cock gradually crammed her cunt. She soaked it with rush after rush of hot cream, easing his way. Finally his huge cock head glided to rest against her womb.
"Jesus, that was something," Mac breathed. "I hope it's not too big for you, honey."
"It is," Nicole leered, "but I love it. Fuck me, Mac. Fuck my brains out."
Snorting with excitement, the big man seized her tiny waist and held her steady as he began pistoning his cock inside her creamy little pussy. Each deep thrust of his thick fuck tool was bliss for the love-starved young woman. Nicole whimpered and squealed as she took the hard thrusts.
"Ohhhhh, God, yes," she cried, "fuck it to me, Mac, fuck me forever."
Mac looked totally blissed out as he worked his huge cock in her velvety little fuck tunnel. If Nicole could have read his mind, she would have been very flattered. It was a high point in Mac's life, because he was finally fucking the girl of his dreams, the girl he'd thought he'd never have.
Mac would never forget that moment, almost twenty years ago, when his best friend Jim introduced his new wife to Mac. Mac took one look at the petite, pretty, stacked blonde and wanted her for himself. He wanted Nicole so bad, he never even considered getting married. There was only one woman he wanted to fuck forever.
Now he had her. Her head was lolling back and she was wailing with ecstasy as she took the deep steady thrusts of his cock. He'd jacked off to fantasies about her for so many years, but now he had the real thing, and it was better than the fantasies.
Nicole was a hell of a lot more hot-blooded than he'd guessed. Her cunt boiled around his prick, and she let him know in a dozen ways that she loved his fucking. He could tell that she had a greater than normal need for sex. Well, he was just the guy to give it to her.
"Take it, baby, take my cock," he growled, fucking her even faster.
"Unnnhhh, yeah, give it to me, honey," Nicole gurgled, "fuck the living shit out of me, Mac."
"I guarantee it," he leered.
He pumped his huge rock-hard fucker even faster in her juicy little pussy, making her body shudder with the impact. He watched her pretty face twist into a lusty grimace, and he watched her luscious little tits wobbling and bouncing. Her thick pearly cream flooded down around his cock as he reamed it out of her.
"Ohhhhh, God, you're gonna make me come, Mac," she moaned, "you're gonna make me come so damned good."
"Even better than you think, honey," he grinned.
He reached out and caught her clit between his fingers. He gave it one expert squeeze, and it was just like pressing a magic button. Nicole felt a body-wracking climax welling up from the depths of her cunt, and she screamed in ecstasy as her petite body began to convulse.
His boiling jizz flooded her cunt and overflowed, gushing down her thighs. Nicole whimpered and moaned her way through an intense climax, loving every second of it. Mac was groaning in bliss as he emptied his load into her. She was almost finished coming when she opened her eyes.
She froze. Clint was standing in the doorway watching them.
No way could Nicole deny to her son what they'd been doing. She was sitting on Mac's cock, and he was still moaning and jetting his load into her. One final little sob of ecstasy escaped her lips as she noticed her son standing there. Then she and Clint locked eyes. She waited for the outburst that was sure to follow, the flood of anger and jealousy.
Instead, to her astonishment, Clint grinned broadly, gave her the "okay" sign, and quietly left the room, closing the door behind him.
"My God!" Nicole breathed.
"What's that, honey?" Mac sighed blissfully.
"Uh, I said, my God, that was nice."
"It sure was," he said, pulling her down on him for a hug. "I'm never leaving you again, baby. I want you to marry me. If you'll have me, that is."
In her happiness, Nicole momentarily forgot all about Clint. "Oh, Mac, I'd love to marry you," she cried, giving him a big kiss.
Mac would be the answer to all her problems. She'd have a husband again, somebody to lean on, somebody to make love with-and that was all she'd really ever wanted. Of course she hadn't expected to remarry this soon, and there was the matter of Clint. Would he want or accept a stepfather?
"Oh-oh," she breathed, "Clint."
"What about him?" Mac asked.
"Uh, I think I just heard him come in the door," Nicole hed. "He might find it a little strange for us to be in bed together."
"Right," Mac laughed. "Let's get dressed and go tell him the news."
They found Clint in the living room watching TV and eating a sandwich. His face lit up when they entered, and he jumped to his feet.
"Uncle Mac," he cried delightedly, hurrying to shake hands with the big man.
"Hi, squirt," Mac grinned. "Only you aren't a squirt any more. You're damned near as tall as I am."
"I'm gonna be as tall as Dad was," Clint boasted. "What brings you to town, Uncle Mac?"
"Well, Son, I started out just wanting to check on you and your mom," Mac replied, "but things happened and-well, I better let your mother tell you."
"Mac and I want to get married, Clint," Nicole said nervously.
If ever Clint was going to display any resentment or jealousy, this was the time. It had to be obvious to him that he couldn't go on fucking his mother after she was married to Mac. So Nicole waited, hardly daring to breathe, as Clint took in the news.
"Hey," he cried, "that's fantastic! I'd rather have you as a stepdad than anybody, Mac. Mom, you made a terrific choice."
Nicole breathed a big sigh of relief. "Well, now that that's settled, maybe I should see about making us all some dinner," she said.
"Uh-uh," Mac said, "no way are you cooking tonight, honey. I'm taking all three of us out to celebrate. I'll just go get my gear from the hotel and take care of a little business. See you in a couple of hours, okay?"
Nicole kissed him goodbye, and then mother and son were left alone together. Nicole looked at Clint with concern.
"Do you really mean it, honey?" she asked. "Is this all right with you?"
"Yes, Mom," he assured her. "Matter of fact, I've got some good news of my own. I just started going steady with this fantastic girl. Shawna's her name. Here's a picture she gave me."
Nicole studied the picture of the gorgeous, platinum blond, big-titted teenager and couldn't help grinning.
"Clint," she laughed, "this girl is an instant hard-on."
"Exactly," he chuckled. "She thinks I'm pretty hot stuff, too. So now I've got Shawna, and you've got Mac. Big happy ending, right?"
"Right," Nicole said, moving into his arms.
Both mother and son knew they had to have one final time together. Their affair had been too delicious to end so abruptly. They kissed now like lovers, not like mother and son, darting their tongues into each other's mouth, running their hands all over each other. Nicole creamed through her panties.
As they broke the kiss, they were in silent agreement, turning and heading for the master bedroom. Nicole began unbuttoning her blouse on the way, and when they reached the room, neither of them wasted any time stripping. This would be their last session of love-making, and they wanted to use every possible second of it.
Naked, they slid onto the bed and grabbed for each other. Nicole's hot little hand grasped Clint's lust-stiffened cock, and his fingers caressed her cream-soaked pussy slit. They worked each other quickly and knowingly into fiery hot arousal. Then Clint rolled onto his back.
"Suck me, Mom," he said hoarsely, "and let me eat your pussy."
Nicole growled her agreement and straddled him in the sixty-nine position. She shivered with excitement, feeling his hot breath on her pussy. She looked down at his stiff-standing teenage cock and drooled. Thick globs of cream were oozing from his piss hole. She dipped her head lower, darted out her tongue, and licked up his juice.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmm," she gurgled. "Yeah, Mom, lick my cock," Clint groaned blissfully. "Shit, I'm gonna miss that."
"You'll have to teach Shawna to do it," Nicole laughed.
"She already does a pretty good job," he admitted.
"Then what are you complaining about, silly?" Nicole replied.
So Clint had been making it with both her and Shawna? The boy was incredibly horny. He'd been fucking her with the same frequency and enthusiasm as before, yet he'd been taking care of his girlfriend at the same time. Come to think of it, she had noticed dark circles under his eyes lately.
Well, now he could get some sleep, because he wouldn't have to take care of his mother any more. As she prepared to give her last blow-job to her handsome son, Nicole determined to make it the best one ever. She slid her steamy lips down around his rigid prick, already sucking hard and greedily, suctioning the hot cream from his piss hole.
"Awwwww, shit, yesss," he gasped.
She went at his cock hungrily and noisily, making a lewd wet sucking sound that drove Clint wild. He felt the greedy vacuum pressure of her lips around his cock, and he groaned and fed her more of his salty prick juice. Then he stuck out his tongue and began lashing it up and down her glistening pink pussy slit.
"Mmmmmm, mmmm," Nicole moaned.
She gave muffled cries of delight as her son's hot tongue lashed and lathered her supersensitive swollen pussy gash. Cream poured steadily from her little cunt mouth, and Clint lapped the pearly liquid up and gobbled it. Mother and son gobbled each other's juices more hungrily than ever before, knowing this would be the last time.
As she'd done only once before with him, Nicole opened her throat to his stiff cock. He shuddered in ecstasy as his cockmeat glided into the tight juicy tunnel. She took his prick deeper and deeper, till his balls touched her lips. Clint was practically coming, yet he didn't want the fantastic sensations to end.
"Oh, Christ, Mom," he groaned, "too fuckin' much! I better get you off, 'cause I'm gonna come real fast!"
He made his tongue long and stiff, preparing to cram it into her cunt. But as he eyed her gleaming pussy, he noticed the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. He grinned wickedly. Mom had given him a kinky surprise by swallowing his cock. He'd give her a kinky surprise in return.
"Unnnhhhhh," Nicole moaned as her son's hot tongue slipped up her asshole.
It was the most wickedly delicious sensation she'd ever experienced in her life. She creamed furiously, the molten liquid squirting from her cunt and flooding down her legs. Clint pushed his slippery tongue right to the root in her tight little brownie. She sobbed and almost came.
Then he started tongue-fucking her ass. Nicole couldn't believe how great it felt. She clawed the bed and sucked like crazy on his violently throbbing prick. He tongued her shitter very fast and hard, and the pleasure built rapidly, collecting in her belly till she could hardly contain it.
She was right on the verge of coming, and so was Clint, but they greedily held out as long as they could. Mother and son were so a-like in that respect, able to drain every last drop of pleasure from their love-making. A few more delicious minutes went by before they just couldn't keep from coming.
"Unnnhh, unnnhhhggghhh!" Nicole groaned as her hot little shitter went into spasm around Clint's tongue.
"Awwwww, aaaggghhhh!" Clint bawled, jetting his load down her throat.
Nicole drew her head up a little so she could get a mouthful of his spurting come-cream. She loved holding it in her mouth and savoring it. She gulped every last drop he had to give her. His cock slipped from her lips just as he drew his tongue out of her smoking shitter.
"Mmmmmm, honey, that was sensational," Nicole chuckled. "I don't think we ever did better than that."
"Oh, we're not finished yet, Mom," Clint leered. "We still got plenty of time before Mac comes back."
Nicole thought of Mac with a twinge of guilt, but it didn't last long. She couldn't just turn off her relationship with Clint like a light switch. They were entitled to this one last time together before they went off with their new lovers. She let Clint take her hand and place it on his cock.
She did what she knew he wanted, quickly pumping him into another hard-on. It never took long with the constantly lusty teen. She felt her arousal building as his magnificent young cock swelled between her fingers. By the time she finished with him, she was creaming uncontrollably.
"One last time, Mom," Clint said hoarsely as he placed her in the doggy position.
"Yes, baby, one last time," Nicole moaned.
She felt him kneeling behind her and grasping her slim hips. She waited to feel his stiff fucker driving into her cunt, but instead she felt it pressing against the wrinkled opening of her asshole. The way had already been prepared by his tongue. The juicy little tunnel opened eagerly and allowed his rock-hard prick to sink down into her fiery depths.
"Ohhhh, son, yesss," Nicole moaned, "fuck my ass, honey, fuck it good!"
Clint shivered lustily as he started pistoning his stiff cock in his mother's red-hot shitter. This was a moment he'd never forget, no matter how many women he fucked during the rest of his life. This moment would always be special in his mind. As he drove deep into her hugging brownie, her hoarse cries told him how much she loved it.
"Baby, do it to me," Nicole whimpered, "never stop, honey, fuck my ass forever!"
Of course they both knew that wouldn't happen. They'd both be with other partners tomorrow. But they forgot about time, and they forgot about Mac and Shawna and everything else but the kinky pleasure they were experiencing as Clint ass-fucked his moaning, writhing mother.
He felt her shitter becoming even tighter around his deeply plowing cock, and he knew she was about to come. He fucked her faster, hammering his nearly-exploding cock in her smoldering depths. Nicole clawed the bed and whimpered in ecstasy as she rocketed toward release. The first violent spasms of climax ripped through her.
"Ohhhh, fuck, son, you're making me come!" she screamed. "Ohhhh, Clint, whaahhhhh!"
"Take my come, Mom, aaaggghhh!" Clint bellowed.
Nicole sobbed in ecstasy as he boiled his heavy load into her asshole, flooding her very depths. For her, too, this was a moment never to be forgotten. She knew she was going to be very happy with Mac, but she didn't regret the special relationship she'd had with her son.
At last they rolled apart and exchanged one last kiss, grateful for the pleasure they'd given each other. Just as they broke it off, the bedside phone rang. Clint pounced on it.
"Shawna?" he said eagerly. "Hey, hang on and I'll take this in the other room."
He gave his mother a wink and darted naked from her bed. Nicole felt happy for him. Then she returned her thoughts to the future.
