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 Jack n Jill plus Max

   I

   The ad was for a resort in the Bahamas showing a beautiful lady in a
bikini running from the surf onto the beach.  For a teenager like Max, a
picture like that was a powerful aphrodisiac.  In his fevered mind, Max was
imagining himself standing on that beach.  The lovely woman was running
toward him.  As he watched her tits bouncing heavily in the tiny top of the
bikini, Max imagined himself opening his arms to encircle the gorgeous
creature.  As his daydream continued, he could actually feel the woman
pressing her body on his.  His imagination even supplied the warm drops of
water that covered the woman's body.

   As Max's hard cock pressed against the tightness of his jeans, he
imagined he could feel the chick's taut belly pressing against his prick,
right through his bathing suit.  Although Max had never actually sunk his
prick into a pussy, he did know the feeling of firm tits against his chest.
And now he brought the memory of some of his own hot times at the beach
into his fantasy.

   He let his mind continue flying.  He imagined his hand sliding down the
wet curve of the woman's back.  He dreamed of finding the crack of her ass
at the top of the bikini.  In his fantasy, his hand slid into the bikini,
covering the firm, round cheeks of the woman's ass.

   Max was 14 when his father died.  His dad's insurance had left him and
his mom comfortable, if not wealthy, and even provided for Max's future.

   In the three years since his father's death, Max Foster had grown two
inches and had discovered what a lot of fun rubbing his prick was.  He
rubbed it a lot, and most of the time his adolescent mind would go wild
imagining his mother naked in the shower, her enormous, jiggling tits
dripping sudsy water -- and that's where his imagination ended.  He'd never
seen a cunt, not really.  A couple of times some friends would sneak a page
torn from some dirty magazine into school, and pass it around, but none of
the pictures had shown a pussy close up.  All Max had ever seen was a bit
of fuzz which was supposed to be pubic hair.  What was under that hair
remained a mystery?

   Suddenly the doorbell wrung and brought him back to reality.  It was a
UPS Man who brought a letter for his mom.  He put it on the table and moved
to search his mother.  He wanted to know first whether she was asleep or
still awake.

   When he reached his mom's room he found it bolted from inside.  Soon the
voice of running shower told him that she was having a bath.  Max went into
the living room while his mother finished her shower.  He could hear the
water running, and be couldn't help thinking about how that water was
striking his mother's naked, tender flesh.

   By the time the shower was turned off, Max was vibrating with horny
hope. His mother would be drying herself, he thought.  Then she would go
into her room and get ready for bed.  But would she notice that the shade
wasn't quite all the way down?

   Shaking with lust, Max slipped out the front door.  His brain reeled at
the thought of what he might see.  He also thought about the chances of his
mother leaving the shade where it was and about what he would say to her if
she caught him outside her window.

   He went to the back of the house where his mother's bedroom window was.
A couple of days ago he raised the shade a little from inside when his
mother was not in home.  He could see light pouring out from beneath her
shade.  His heart pounded.  Walking slowly, quietly, Max moved toward the
window.  He could hear his own frantic breathing and soft footsteps in the
grass.

   By the time he got to the window, he was mesmerized with lust.  He found
that he could see clearly into the room.  He had to look up slightly, but
he calculated that he would have no trouble seeing anything that might
happen in the room.

   His mother was nowhere in sight.  She must still be in the bathroom, Max
figured.  But she would be there soon.  Then she would either pull down the
shade or leave it up and give Max a good show.  Seeing her naked body would
be quite a treat for Max.

   Suddenly, his mother Jill walked into the room.  Max tensed his muscles.
If his mother noticed the shade, he was ready to bolt.  And if she didn't,
he was ready to enjoy a fabulous experience.

   Jill was wearing her blue robe.  It was tied at the waist, but as she
ran a towel through her long, blonde hair, Max could see the tops of her
tits moving inside the robe.  She was five feet, four inches tall and
weighed just a fraction over one hundred and five pounds.  The way those
pounds were distributed would have turned a model green with envy.

   He knew that his mother had big tits.  In fact, he had admired them
whenever she moved around and they jostled in her clothing.  But he hadn't
really seen them since he was a little kid.  In those days they were just a
funny part of her body.  Now tits were among the mast important things in
the world to the boy.

   So far, Jill hadn't noticed the window shade.  She was still drying her
hair.  As she dried her hair, she walked around the room.  She would pick
something up from the floor, hang something up in the closet, or move
things around on the top of her dresser.

   As she moved around the room, she gave her son various views of her
robed body.  And the views were exciting to the peeping boy at the window.
He saw his mother's wide ass moving inside her robe.  When she bent to pick
something up, she would give Max a quick glimpse inside the top of the
robe. Once Max was sure he saw her entire tit.

   But this was nothing out of the ordinary.  Max had seen all this without
having to peek in his mother's window.

   Jill finally threw the towel down on her chair.  In another second, she
had untied the belt of the robe and slipped it off.  She stood absolutely
naked in the middle of the room.  Max was frozen with excited passion.  His
eyes bulged from his head.  His prick strained the material of his jeans.

   Jill was gorgeous.  Her blonde hair fell over her shoulders, almost
reaching her large, firm tits.  It was on those big tits that Max first
fixed his gaze.

   He hadn't remembered how big his mother's tits really were.  They were
round, too, like ripe melons.  And a large brown nipple crowned each one.

   Max's eyes moved down his mother's body.  Below her tits, her stomach
looked flat and smooth.  Her belly-button punctuated that creamy area.

   Then Max's gaze settled into the triangle of golden hair at Jill's
crotch.  He tried to see the lips of her pussy, but he couldn't.  Those
golden curls hid the real treasure.  But Max was so excited that the sight
of his mother's cunt lips couldn't have added much.  He was on the verge of
exploding already.

   But when Jill began to walk toward the dresser, Max was given a truly
beautiful sight.  He saw how the heavy tits on his mother's chest rose and
fell with her steps.  He realized how clothing had held his mother's tits,
preventing them from bouncing.  Now Jill was standing in front of her
mirror, just as Marge had been years before when Max saw her jerk off.  Did
women often jerk off in front of their mirror?  Would Jill jerk off now?

   If she was going to jerk off, she showed no sign.  Jill lifted a
container from the dresser.  She opened it and poured something into her
hand.

   Max was seeing his mother in profile now.  He put his fingertips on the
window sill to steady himself.  He was trembling.

   Max studied his mother's naked body.  He could see how her ass sagged
just a bit.  The cheeks being large and round, naturally they would be
heavy.  And from this angle, he could also see that his mother's tits
sagged a bit too.  But pot enough to detract from their beauty.  They
sagged just enough to make the boy wonder what it would be like to lift one
of those tits in his hand.

   Jill rubbed her hands together.  Then she brought her hands to her chest
above her tits.  She began massaging herself with the liquid she had poured
from the bottle.  "H-h-h-h-h-h," Max heard himself gasp as his mother moved
her hands down to her tits.

   As she massaged them with the cream, she lifted them and pressed them.
The supple flesh of her tits flowed around her massaging hands in a way
that Max had trouble believing.

   Max had given a few girls a feel.  But it had always been through their
clothing.  He had had no experience with an unleashed tit.  So the sight of
his mother giving hers a good workout was astonishing.

   Finally, Jill dropped her tits and rubbed her belly.  Max noticed how
her tits quivered as she let them go.

   This was really something.  But Max was still aware of his desperation.
As wonderful as it was to watch his mother handling her tits, Max was
consumed with the desire to hold them, squeeze them, suck them.

   Jill finally stopped massaging herself.  She gave her tummy a few slaps
as she examined herself in the mirror.  Then she turned sideways and ran
her hand down her stomach.

   Max, even in his wild excitement, could see that his mother was
concerned about how she looked.  And he wished he could tell her that he
thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

   Jill was desperately horny for a big prick, but she was ashamed of her
lewd desire.  It seemed the only solution was to spend more time with her
friend Martha.  Maybe she could wear out the itch in her cunt with her
friend's helpful tongue and fingers.

   Then Jill grabbed her tits again.  This time, she lifted them slightly
while watching in profile.  Max knew that she was worried about them
beginning to sag.  But he was still hoping his mother would give him the
ultimate show -- he hoped she would jerk off.

   But it was not to be.

   Jill bent down and opened one of her drawers.  As she bent, Max saw how
her huge tits hung from her chest.  Again, he couldn't help wondering how
it would feel to lift one of those pendulous tits.

   When Jill stood up, she was holding a pink, shimmering garment in her
hands.  Slipping her hands into it, she lifted it over her head.  In
another second, the garment slithered down her body.  Now she was hidden
from the prying eyes at the window.  Over her gown she put on the robe
again.  Then she left the room.

   Max was left at the window, gasping and trembling.  His prick was so
swollen it was stretching the denim of his pants.

   "Max," Jill called inside the house.  "Max?"

   Max couldn't answer her now.  Even if he could catch his breath and
talk, he couldn't face his mother now.

   Moving as quickly as he could under the circumstances, Max went into the
garage and got into his mother's car.  He bared his prick and jerked off
with as much energy as he could.  With the vision of his naked mother still
burning in his brain, he fired a huge load of hot cum.

   Max remained in the car a long time.  It took quite a while for him to
calm down enough to go into the house and face his mother.

   "Where were you?" Jill asked when Max strolled into the room.

   "Down at the pizza joint," he said as evenly as he could.

   "Well, I wish you would tell me where you're going," Jill said.  "I get
worried when you disappear."

   "You were in the shower when I left," he explained.  "I didn't think you
could have heard me."

   In spite of his recent ejaculation, Max had noticed his mother's
appearance.  He'd noticed what a revealing nightgown she was wearing and
he'd seen that she was strangely excited, her eyes bright and her skin
flushed.  She was feeling something more than anger that was for sure.

   So he hugged her, partly to comfort her and partly to see what would
happen.  He hugged his mother a lot, and sometimes she'd wriggle her body
against him in a very enticing way, as if she'd forgotten he was her kid.
Tonight it happened again.  As he embraced her, he felt her pushing her
mound against his fly.

   Jill wasn't even aware of what she was doing.  She didn't know that her
body was responding to shard male body.  It was an unconscious movement. 
She clung to Max.  She loved to hug him.  Then he moved his face around and
kissed her on the mouth.  She felt dizzy with excitement.

   Max had never kissed her that way before.  Jill was shocked yet wildly
aroused.  His hands slid down to cup her hot little ass through the thin
fabric of her nightgown, and he slid his tongue into her mouth.  She barely
stifled a moan of lust.  She felt scalding juice spurting from her cunt and
scalding her pussy.

   My God, she thought, what are we doing?  Suddenly mother and son were
drawn together like magnets, kissing deeply, running their hands over each
other's body.  Jill wasn't sure how it had gotten started, but once started
the excitement spread like wildfire.  Max's thumbs caressed the outer curve
of her big ripe tits.  That was when she realized she was grinding her
mound against his cock.

   Breaking off the kiss, she blushed holy.  "Max, honey, that's enough,"
she gasped.  "I don't know what got into us.  We can't do that."

   "Why not, Mom?" he asked innocently.

   Jill blushed even harder.  "It's called incest, and is a sin," she
explained with great embarrassment.

   Max had never heard of the word, and he wasn't particularly impressed.
He only knew that his mother was the sexiest woman in the world for him and
that he wanted to go on making out with her.  But she seemed to have really
big hangups about it.  He realized that he'd have to slow down and move
very carefully if he wanted to win her over.

   "OK mom," Max said.  "Uh, there is a letter for you on the table."

   "I'll check it, Good night." Jill said and Max hurried to his room.



   II

   The next morning Max's cock grew hard at the breakfast table as he
watched his mother's big, fleshy asscheeks quiver and shake as she busied
herself at the sink.  She was wearing slacks, but they were thin and tight
enough for her asscrack to be clearly visible.  When she turned around, the
plump mound of her pussy stared him in the face, and the slacks were even
indented where her cunt slit was!  He felt his face burn.

   He somehow managed to knock the salt shaker to the floor.  Jill hurried
to pick it up, forgetting that she hadn't worn a bra that morning.She bent
down much too quickly.  Her loose, unbuttoned neckline hadn't been designed
to contain so much size and weight, especially when her tits were on the
move.  So her big-nippled, big mass melons tumbled out, swinging and
swaying before Max's admiring eyes.  That was embarrassing enough, but then
she had difficulty in stuffing those floppy jugs back inside the blouse.

   "What's up?" he asked, looking at his mother.

   "The letter is from your uncle Jack," she said.  "Mary left him, ran off
with her fitness instructor.  He's really hit hard.  You know, they were
married for fifteen years!"

   "Gee, that's too bad."

   "He sold his home, and bought a place in the country about eighty miles
from here," Jill said.  "And he wants us to come and stay with him for a
while."

   Max's stomach went cold.  "Ah, Jeez," he said, "do we have to?  I'd
rather stay here.  All my friends are here."

   "Max, he's my brother, and he needs me.  I'm not happy about leaving
here, either, but it'll only be for a little while."

   Two days later Jill and Max pulled up in front of Jack's country home.
Sitting next to his mother during the long ride hadn't been too difficult a
chore for Max.  Every time she hit a bump in the road, her tits bounced,
and Max was having a hard time hiding his stiff prick.  He thought bout
sliding his hand under her skirt and running a finger in her hairy cunt. 
He could just about feel her pussy clamping down on his wriggling finger.
What would she do?  Jump and scream and slap him?  Or maybe -- just maybe
-- she'd coo and spread her long legs and beg for more!

   Max liked that dream, but knew he'd never be lucky enough for it to come
true.

   "Grab the suitcases, Max," Jill said, breaking into her son's daydream.
"Huh?  Oh?  Yeah."

   Before he could get out of the car, his uncle was running down the
sidewalk.  Jill jumped out and ran to meet him.  Watching, Max felt a
twinge of envy that his uncle was lucky enough to get a big hug and kiss
from her.  He'd never been lucky enough to feel her mammoth tits squashed
against his chest!

   "Jeez, Jill!" Jack exclaimed.  "It's good to see you!"

   "How are you?" Jill asked, still holding him.

   "Oh, I guess I'll get over it," he laughed.  "Sleeping alone is the
worst part of it.  You kinda get used to having someone next to you after
so many years."

   "I know," Jill said.  "I felt the same way.  Not just the lack of sex,
but being alone." "Hey," Jack joked, "lack of sex ain't easy, either!"

   They both lapsed into a brief silence, slightly uncomfortable since the
remark had brought back childhood memories that both had tried to forget.

   Max ran up with two suitcases.  "Hi, Uncle Jack!"

   "Hey, how are you?" Jack asked, grabbing the suitcases from his nephew.

   "Pretty good," Max said.  "Hey, I saw a stream and a lake around the
corner, there.  Are they clean enough for swimming and fishing?"

   "You bet," Jack said.  "You're gonna have some fun while you're here,
I'll make sure of that."

   Jack led the way into his house.  Shit, he thought, how could I have
forgotten how huge Jill's tits are?  When she'd hugged him, those
tremendous tits had nearly burned holes in his chest, and he had worried
about getting a hard-on.

   Jill followed him as he led them to her bedroom.

   "You've got the best view in the house," he told her setting the
suitcases down.  "You always were considerate," Jill replied.

   Next, Jack took his nephew down the hall.

   "Here you are," he said.  "Second best in the house; right next to the
bathroom.  I'm afraid this is an old house, and the walls are pretty thin,
so you'll probably be able to hear if someone even brushes their teeth."

   Max looked the room over.  It had an old fashioned appeal, and it
reminded him of his grandmother's place.

   "Thanks, Uncle Jack," he said.

   "Guess I'll let you two get settled in," Jack said, "besides, I've got
to get dinner started."

   Max knew his mother would be changing her clothes after the long drive,
and he wondered if he'd be able to peek through the keyhole without his
uncle catching him.  Shit, his cock was dying for relief, and it looked as
if jerking off was his only option.  He looked down the hall.  No one was
in sight.  At the other end of the house, he heard dishes rattle, so he
felt safe in tiptoeing to his mother's door.  He held his breath as he
knelt, and then he got a real shock.  She was facing the door and
unbuttoning her blouse.  "Wow," Max breathed reverently as the swells of
her tits emerged.  He'd always known his mother's mammoth tits were large,
but the reality was mind blowing!  Then she peeled the blouse off and stood
in her tight bra.  Then she unsnapped it.

   The watching boy nearly came in his shorts when he saw his mother's
enormous tits.  They were heavy and slightly pendulous, but they still
jutted out firmly.  When she cupped those fat tits, Max almost died.  She
massaged them lovingly, paying particular attention to her swollen red
nipples.  Max saw how her spread fingers dimpled the soft, white flesh, and
he dreamed of some day sinking his fingers into those beautiful, quivering
his.

   "Ohhhh," Jill sighed, lowering her face and lifting one tit high.  Her
head moved from side to side as she ran her tongue back and forth across
her stiff, straining nipple.  Max's cock was harder than ever now, and it
was all he could do to resist taking it out and jerking off right there in
the hall.  But his fear of being caught by his uncle was too great.

   Tiring of just licking her tingling tit-tip, Jill sucked in the hot lump
of sensitive tit-flesh.  Her other hand slid down to her dampening panties
and under the waistband.

   Max saw the stretched nylon moving as his mother wiggled her fingers,
and he licked his dry lips.  He could just imagine how she was
fingerfucking.

   Jill's free tit wobbled wildly as she sucked her nipple and played with
her cunt.  She was slowly bringing her cunt to a boil, then she decided
that since she'd already gone this far, she might as well rub her clit and
have a good climax.

   The pressure in Max's balls and thumping prick was almost unbearable. 
His mother was sexier than any woman he saw in his life!  He saw her eyes
glaze and then squint, and then her mouth fell open and she started to
moan. He saw her eyes drop, the end wet and distended, and then she was
shaking furiously as her orgasm struck.  She looked beautiful, and Max fond
himself wondering how it would feel to fuck his own mother.

   "Motherfucker," he whispered.  He'd always sort of hated the word
before, but now he knew that he wouldn't mind being one.

   He watched as his mother grabbed some tissues from her purse and then
tugged the front of her panties down a bit.  He saw a thick clump of dark
hair before her hand and the tissues obscured the view.  He sure would like
to get his tongue in his mother's cunt!  Just then he heard footsteps.  He
hurried back to his room.  It was his uncle, calling them for dinner.

   Jack stopped at his sister's door.

   "Hey, Jill," he said, "you decent?"

   "Not really," Max heard his mother answer.  "Just a minute." The boy
imagined her trying to shove her fat tits into her bra, and he knew that
would be a time and fun-consuming chore.

   "Maybe I should come in and help you," Jack joked.  "Remember how I used
to tease you when we were kids?"

   "Yes, but we're not kids, now," Jill said.

   "I've noticed," Jack said.  "Jeez, Sis, with a body like yours, why
haven't you gotten married again!  I know men who'd die for a date with
you!"

   "Thanks, but meeting nice guys gets harder every year.  Oh, damn!" she
exclaimed.  "What's the matter?"

   "Oh, this damn hook, I can't get it."

   "Here, let me help you," Jack said, opening the door.

   "Oh, Jack!  You shouldn't be in here!" Jill protested, turning her back
to hide her huge tits from him.  Her tits were in the cups, but she hadn't
been able to manage to get the hooks in back to come together.

   "Aw, shit, I'm your brother, Jill.  I used to run in when you were in
the tub, remember?  Now, let me see what's wrong, here."

   Jack looked over his sister's shoulder while he slowly worked on the
hooks of her bra.  He could see a good portion of her tits.  The material
of the bra cups was even thin enough for him to see how large her nipples
were.  The sight was so exciting that his cock got hard.

   He looked down.  She was wearing panties, and her wide, plump asscheeks
really filled the nylon.  He remembered seeing her naked ass and the
forbidden things they'd done with other because they'd both been horny and
curious kids.  [missing text] each other for a couple of years, until Jill
had decided to stop it.  As she grew older, she realized how wrong it was,
and her feelings of guilt wouldn't let her continue.

   But now, she was so horny, so lonely, so confused about her feelings for
Jack, that she was tempted to give her brother relief.

   "I told you, Jack, we're not kids any more."

   "Well," he sighed, "you can't blame a guy for trying.  I haven't been
near a woman in more than four months, since before you know-who left, and
I'm hornier than a fifteen-year-old in a strip joint."

   "I-I do feel sorry for you, Jack," Jill said gently, turning around and
gutting her arms around him.

   Her soft, bra-covered tits squashed against his chest as he held her,
and then she felt his hands slide down her bare back and under her panties.
She groaned as his big, strong hands held her asscheeks, then she pushed
him away.

   "That's not fair," she said in a low voice.  "I get horny, too, you
know."

   Jack took a deep shuddering breath, stared at her jutting tits, then at
the bulge of her bush under her panties.  He stepped back.

   "Sorry," he said.  "I just couldn't help it, it was what you might call
an automatic response."

   "Yeah," Jill smiled, "just like that lump in your pants.  Now, what
about lunch?" "I'll get it on the table," he said as he left.

   Max hadn't been able to hear anything after his uncle went into his
mother's room, and he'd been afraid to peek through the keyhole, but he
sure was envious.  He'd never been allowed in his mother's room while she
was dressing.

   Lunch was a more cheerful affair than he'd expected.  His mother and
uncle told a lot of stories about, their childhood that made them laugh. 
Most of the stories even brought a smile to Jack's lips.

   After lunch Jack took them on a walking tour, showing hem where the
stream broadened into his own private, tree-shielded swimming hole.  He
pointed to a bill half a mile away.  "See that?" he asked.  "On the other
side of that hill are my nearest neighbors, the Van Horns.  Very snobbish,
with a fenced-in place.  Even guard dogs, so don't get too close."

   "Why don't we go swimming, since we're here?" Max asked, not only
anxious to get in the cool water but more than eager to see his mother in
her swimsuit.

   "Oh, I didn't bring anything to swim in," Jill said.  "It never occurred
to me."

   "I could loan you my trunks," Jack suggested with a little laugh.

   "Very funny.  Is there a place nearby I could buy a decent suit?"

   "Not nearby, no.  About forty-five minutes drive each way.  It's not
worth it, today.  You can get it tomorrow morning, if you want.  But Max
and I can go skinny-dipping if you go back to the house.  What about it,
Max, ever go skinny-dipping?"

   "No, but I don't mind," the boy said.

   "Ok," Jill said.  "I'll leave.  And I'll start supper, Jack.  No
offense, but after lunch I know you aren't cut out to he a chef."

   "Fine with me," Jack said.  "But I didn't ask you out here to cook, you
know."

   "I know.  Now get on with your swimming, I'm leaving."

   But Jill didn't go far.  She hid behind some bushes and watched as her
brother and son stripped.  Her heart was beating faster and faster as they
both pulled their shorts off, showing her their asses.

   Then her brother turned, giving her a profile view of his long, curved
cock hanging over his large balls.  It was longer than Max's, soft, but
Jill knew how big her boy's was when it got hard.  Then Max turned, and
Jill saw once again the magnificent sight of her son's wrist-thick,
fat-headed prick.  It never failed to awe and excite her, hard or soft.  It
just seemed to radiate power.

   "Looks like you're a man, Max," Jack said when he saw his nephew's cock.
"Some girl's gonna scream like hell when she sees that coming at her."

   Max grinned.  He wasn't used to having a man around, or having his cock
complimented.  "You've got a big one, too," he said.  "Yeah, but it's not
doing me much good, is it?  My wife runs off and all my friends are
married. I'll tell you, kid, the only woman you can trust are mothers and
sisters.  At least, most of the time.  Marrying someone just doesn't make
them family, and someday they'll shit on you."

   Jill was surprised to find her brother so bitter.  He'd obviously hidden
the depths of his feelings from her, and she felt a new sympathy for him.
Abruptly, her mind traveled back to when she used to jerk him off.  She
remembered the happy, almost stupid look on his face as her squeezing
fingers milked the cum from his cock as he stood before the toilet.  But
they were adults, now, not kids, and it just wasn't right!

   She watched as her handsome son and her brother dove into the clear
pool, then she stood up and slowly walked back to Jack's house.  Her every
step seemed to slide her fat, sticky pussy lips together.  Now that her,
brother and son were in the pool, she could play with herself and not have
to worry about making a lot of noise.

   Jill jerked off twice before starting supper.  She even walked naked
through the house, her heavy, fat tits swinging and jiggling and the lump
cheeks of her ass shivering sexily.  She fell sexier than ever, even after
cumming twice, and she knew it was because she was now sexually awakened.

   By the time Max and his uncle returned, Jill was dressed and the table
was set.  She was glad to see that Jack was enjoying himself.

   When supper was over, they watched TV, but talked so much that they
didn't hear the programs.  Just before Boff went to bed, Martha called to
tell them she'd arrive tomorrow afternoon.

   "You must really like her," Jack said to Jill.

   "She's my best friend," Jill replied, hoping she wasn't blushing.

   "Mine, too," Jack said.

   "Well, in that case, I'll do my best to like her, too," Jack said.  "Who
knows, maybe she'll be the woman I'm waiting for."

   Both Jack and Jill looked startled.

   Jack laughed.  "Hey, what's the matter?  I was only joking.  You two
look like there's something wrong with me!"

   "Oh, I'm sorry, Jack," Jill said.  "The idea of you and Martha just took
me by surprise.  I just never thought of you two as a couple, you know? 
She, uh, doesn't seem your type."

   "Looks like I'm left high and dry, again," Jack said, smiling.

   Jill and Jack sat together a long time after Jack went to bed.  Finally,
Jill decided it was time to call it a day.

   "Guess I'll get a bath before bed," she said, standing and stretching.

   Jack eyed her thrusting tits.  "Well, don't make too much noise.  Jack's
room is tight next to the bathroom, and these walls are pretty thin."



   III

   In ten minutes Jill was sitting in the tub, enjoying the hot water
surrounding her body.  Suddenly, Jack opened the door and stepped in, and
she gasped.  He was stark naked, and his cock was standing out stiff and
throbbing in front of him.  "B-Jack, no!" she cried.

   "Shhh!  Don't wake Jack!" he whispered, walking over to the tub.

   Jill couldn't take her eyes off her brother's hard cock as it twitched
above her.  She sank lower in the water, trying to hide her tits and cunt.

   "Please, Jack," she whispered, "this isn't right!  My God, what if Max
got up and saw you!"

   "He's asleep," Jack answered.  "Please, Jill, I'm so horny I can't stand
it!  You know how much fun we used to have, and it didn't hurt either one
of us."

   He put a foot into the tub, and Jill trembled.

   "What are you doing?" she exclaimed in a loud whisper.

   "Getting in with you, that's all." He settled down, facing her, his cock
jutting above the surface of the water.  "Come on, let's just play like we
used to, Sis."

   Jack's legs went behind his sister's back as he sat in the tub, and he
pulled her toward him.  She resisted at first, and tried to cover her big
tits, but he wouldn't let her.  She couldn't he groaning when he finally
managed to grab one nipple between fingers and thumb and tug on it.

   "That's it," he whispered, "just like old times." His cock was bobbing
up and down in the water, and Jill hardly resisted when he took her hand
and guided her fingers to it.  She was afraid to touch her brother's cock,
afraid of how much she would want it once she did.  But her fingertips
finally made contact, and then he wrapped her fingers around its stiff
length.

   "Jerk me off, Jill, please!  Jeez, you don't know how long it's been
since I've been with a woman!"

   Jill moaned from the inner conflict between lust and the desire to
resist such forbidden pleasures.  But the pulsing of Jack's hot cock in her
fist brought back a host of memories.  She'd only held two cocks in her
life, her brother's and her husband's, and flow that she was hanging onto
Jack's once more, she couldn't find the strength to release it.  "That's
it," Jack moaned as she began pumping.

   In a matter of seconds she had both fists wrapped around his cock as she
stared at the flared head.

   As his sister worked the loose skin of his cockshaft up and down, he
continued to pull at her large nipple, entranced by the way her enormous
tit jiggled.  His other hand slid between her submerged thighs until his
fingers encountered her thick cunt bush.  Jill jumped.  Her cunt throbbed.
Her clit felt hotter than the steaming bath water.  Then his finger found
her soft slit and poked through the puffy lips.

   "Ahhhh, Jack!" she gasped.  "Oh, yes!  Up there, rub it.  Oh, easy,
easy."

   Jack stroked his sister's cunt gently and lovingly.  Shit, she was a
hell of a lot prettier than his ex-wife, and had a figure a movie starlet
would kill for, besides.  He released her tit and wrapped one arm around
her, pulling her face to his.  Jill closed her eyes and moaned as his
tongue slipped between her lips.  A chill shot up and down her spine, and
she pressed her lips harder against his.

   She maintained her double-handed grip on Jack's cock while they kissed
passionately.  Her cunt felt like it was on fire as she greedily sucked her
brother's tongue.  Her king-sized tits were hot and heavy, and as he pushed
one finger inside her cunt, she writhed in the tub, splashing water over
the side.

   She broke their kiss.  "Put more in," she panted, pounding his cock
harder.  Jack shoved two more fingers inside her hot cunt.  He felt her
pussy squeeze them, and her whole body shook.  Her enormous, wet tits swung
wildly.

   By now the bathroom was as steamy as hell from the hot water and their
passion.  "Wait, wait," she begged.  "I don't want to cum this way.  Wait.
Let me get you off, first!" Jack just sat there, not moving, while his
sister grabbed the bar of soap and lathered up her hands.  Then she fisted
his cock again.  Tight.  She stared at his big cock as she ran her fists up
and down its twitching length.

   "Oh, God, Jack," she sighed.  "It wasn't like this when we were kids!"
He grinned.  "Bigger now, huh?  You should've hoard what's-her-name scream
when I put it to her the first time."

   Jill continued to watch her brother's cock as she slowly pumped on it.
The way his cock was jumping, she knew he was going to cum soon.  Then his
body went rigid, and a thick, creamy white cum-wad jumped out and landed on
her forearm.  She couldn't help smiling as his cock continued to jerk in
her fists, spewing one hot glob of cum after another onto her arms and into
the bathwater.

   "My God, Jack," she whispered.  "It's like a firehose!"

   She thought it would never end.  He just squirted and squirted and
squirted.  She could hear many of the cum-wads hit the water.  Plop, plop.
Plop.

   Finally, Jack's cock was just oozing water-like streams of cum over her
knuckles.  Her brother was leaning back in the tub, breathing heavily, a
weak smile on his face.  It reminded her of years ago.  She loved seeing
him like this.

   "Oh, Jeez, Jill," Jack said.  "That was the best handjob I ever had."

   "Want me to wash it off?" Jill asked.

   "Yeah, go ahead.  But it'll get hard again!  Do you mind?  I mean, I
haven't brought you off, yet."

   "That's all right.  I don't want to do it in the tub.  I make too much
noise.  We'll do it in my room, ok?"

   "Sure, Sis.  Jeez, I can't wait to see you cum.  I used to love staring
at your face, then your pussy, then your face again as you came."

   "Well, I like watching you when your cock shoots off, too."

   All the while they were talking, Jill was cupping water and dumping it
on her brother's cock.  Then she cupped his cock between her palms and
rolled it like a piece of dough.  Jack groaned and Jill felt his cock begin
to swell and lengthen.  It wasn't hard, but it was getting hotter as fresh
blood bloated it.

   "Uh, Jill," Jack said, "I hope you don't mind my asking, but do you
think you could, uh, suck on it a bit?  If you don't want to, it's all
right." Jill looked at her brother's thick cock.  They'd never done that as
kids, but she'd often sucked her husband.  The idea didn't repulse her, but
she felt a little strange about doing it to her own brother.

   "If you don't want me to, I won't cum in your mouth," Jack said when he
saw her hesitate.  "I'll just get me hard faster, and shit, you know how
good it feels!" "Let's get out of the tub," she whispered.

   "Let me dry you," Jack said, grabbing a towel.  He held the towel in
both hands while cupping her huge, soft tits.  Jill shuddered as he lifted
her tits and surrounded them with the soft material.  He kneaded them
through the towel, then took it away and held one tit while he ran his
tongue across her fat nipple.

   "It's not going to get dry that way," Jill sighed as he surrounded her
stiff, throbbing nipple with his mouth.

   "Mmmm, I know," Jack said.  "God, you've got tremendous tits.  It takes
two hands just to hold one the way it deserves to be held."

   "The rest of me's still wet," she reminded him.

   "Well," he said, "since you want to save your pussy for the bedroom, I
guess I'll have to start with your ass."

   He went around behind her, taking time to study her ass.  He stroked
each cheek with the towel, then ran the towel between them and sawed it
slowly back and forth.  "Ohhh," Jill sighed as the friction heated up her
asshole.

   Then the towel was gone, and Jack was kneeling behind her, cupping those
soft asscheeks with his strong hands while he slipped his tongue into the
tight crack and licked up.  "Oh, Jack, no," Jill protested, squirming.  But
when his tongue was on her wrinkled asshole, she succumbed to the forbidden
pleasure and shoved her ass back at him.  Jack lapped his sister's asshole
for a long time, then he pulled away.

   "You liked that, didn't you?" he asked.

   Jill nodded, somewhat ashamed.

   Jack stood and showed her his cock.  It was fat and hard.  "See what a
taste of your ass does to me?"

   Jill looked at the throbbing prick.  Then she looked her brother in the
face.  "If...  if you still want me to suck it, I will," she whispered. 
"But not here.  In my room."

   "What are we waiting for?" Jack asked excitedly, wrapping an arm around
Jill's waist.  Jill slipped on her robe, and Jack put on his shorts, then
they peered into the hall to make sure it was safe.  Quickly, they tiptoed
to her room.

   Jill immediately threw off her robe and watched her brother peel off his
shorts.  His cock was only a bit softer, and she led him to the bed and
made him stretch out on it.  "You know I haven't had a chance to really
examine your cock since we were kids," she said.  "I think that's what I'll
do first."

   Jack smiled happily and watched his fat titted sister crawl between his
legs and pick up his prick with her soft fingers.  She held it before her
lowered face, and he felt her breath against his cock and balls.  She
handled his prick lovingly, moving it around and checking out the veins and
the flare of the knob.  She even used her thumbs to pull open his
piss-slit.

   Jack wanted her to start pumping or sucking, because her light touch and
bright eyes were driving him wild.  Jill must have sensed his feelings, for
she began to pepper his shaft with soft, wet kisses, pressing her full lips
all over the rigid cock, even pouting and massaging the knob with them.

   "Oh, lea," Jack groaned.  "Suck it, Jill, suck it.  I can't take much
more!"

   "I haven't cum, yet," she reminded him teasingly.

   "Oh, yeah sorry.  Here, lay down and I'll finger you."

   "That isn't what I had in mind," Jill said softly.  "Since I'm going to
suck you, couldn't you return the favor?"

   "You mean...  shit, yes!  I'd love to eat your pussy!  Let's do it at
the same time, sixty-nine!"

   In a matter of seconds they were rooting their faces into each other's
crotch.  Jack was wild for the taste of his sister's clit, and he thrust
his tongue deeply into her hot cunthole.  He grabbed her asscheeks,
spreading them apart, admiring the crack and the red wrinkle of her
asshole.

   He licked Jill's asshole.  His tongue went into it, and she jumped. 
Then he went back to her pussy hole and clit.  Jill was quick to admit that
her brother was an expert cunt-lapper.  His tongue swirled around the base,
of her clit, making it buzz with pleasure.  Jack pulled away momentarily.
"You're delicious!" he gasped, licking his lips.  He shoved his face into
her cunt again and licked through the drooling, gaping gash of her pussy.

   Jill mumbled around his hard cock.  It was a great feeling to have her
mouth filled with her brother's tasty cock while he ate her cunt, and Jill
gently nibbled the flare of his knob to show him how much she loved it. 
When he moaned, she filled her mouth with his cock and began chewing.  The
sound of her slurping reached his ears, and he began eating her noisily to
show his appreciation.  Jill whimpered and her ass lowered a bit.

   "Mmmmmmm," Jack moaned, shoving his tongue up her cunthole.  Then he
sucked in her cuntlips and a lot of hair.  Jill groaned and shook her ass.
Jack then sucked in the hot lump of her clit.

   When he started nibbling on her clit, Jill went crazy over his cock. 
She fucked her mouth over his prick violently, grabbed his nuts in a tight
grip, and then dug a finger into his asshole.

   "Agh!" Jack jumped as Jill's finger pushed into his tight asshole, and
he started fucking her face with greater force.  He gobbled her cuntlips
and clit and held them in his mouth while his tongue lashed cuntmeat.

   Jill couldn't take much more, and her body was soon shuddering through a
delicious orgasm.  Her teeth scraped his cock as she came, and she mumbled
around the thick shaft.  "Mmmmmm, mmmm, mmmm," she moaned, sucking his cock
hungrily.  She wanted nothing more than to taste and swallow her brother's
hot, thick, fresh cum!  "Ahhhh, yes," Jack grunted into her cunt. 
"Cumming!"

   His cock stiffened in her mouth, then started to twitch.  The cock-knob
expanded and, almost immediately, a jet of boiling, sticky cum squirted
against the back of her throat.  "Umm!  Blug-g-g!  Mump-h-h!" Jill gasped
and choked and then started swallowing as one spurt after another slid down
her constricting throat.  He was filling her mouth with thick cum, and she
loved it, continuing to suck and Jack her head as his balls gushed out more
jism.

   Finally, she lifted up, sliding her mouth off his cock and looked down
at it.  It was shiny and slippery-looking, and as she watched, another glob
of cum burst from his piss-slit and splashed against her lips.  She savored
the hot, gooey cum-wad as her brother's cock continued to jerk and squirt
its hot load against her face.  She could feel the fresh jism running down
her cheeks and chin, and she smiled contentedly.

   Now that Jack had drooled out the last of his load, he renewed his
attack on his sister's tasty ant.  He burrowed his lips and tongue into her
wet pussy, sucking and licking her foaming hale with as much enthusiasm as
before.  Her fresh, hot juice ran over his lips and chin and puddled on the
bed, but he didn't care.

   "Ohhhh, ummmmm-m-m-m," Jill crooned as her brother massaged her ass
while he sucked and licked.  Her clit was on fire again, and his tongue was
batting it back and forth steadily, building her up to another terrific
cum.

   He sucked on her thick, protruding clit.  He lapped it with his tongue.
He nibbled gently on it, and Jill began to mewl and shake.  When he shoved
a finger into the wet crack of her ass, and stroked her asshole, she shoved
back at him, silently begging for more, and he pushed his finger all the
way into her asshole.  "Wuhh!" Jill grunted, feeling her asshole clamp down
as his finger twisted in the humid depths of her ass.

   She felt her orgasm begin.  Her cunt spasmed and contracted, squeezing
out a river of fragrant juice.  Her asshole tightened.  Her asscheeks shook
wildly above his face, and his wide eyes admired the lovely sight.  He
loved watching his sister cum.

   "Ahhhhh, Jeez, Jack," Jill sighed minutes later as he slowly, gently,
slid his finger from her asshole.  "That was wonderful, darling."

   "You sucked me off great, too," Jack said tiredly.  "I thought my balls
were blasting off!" Jill licked her lips and tasted his cum again.  The
sexy taste was making her horny again, as was the nearness of his strong
body.  They were facing each other now, and Jack used the sheet to wipe his
sister's face.  He put an arm around her and played with her heavy tits. 
Ten minutes later his cock was hard again, poking against her belly as she
stroked his thick shaft.

   "Jill?" he said hesitantly, rubbing his cock against her cunthair.

   Her fingers released his cock, and he moved over her, sucking in one big
nipple.

   "Mmmm," Jill sighed as one of his hands went down and under her,
grabbing one soft asscheek.  "Oh, Jack, that's nice."

   Now he was hovering above her, his prick throbbing against the top of
her cunt.  He could feel the softness of her wet cunt curls and the heat of
her cunt against his cock-knob.  His fingers gently squeezed her ass, and
his lips went from one hard nipple to the other, and he could tell that she
was getting hotter and hotter.  He was hoping to get her hot enough to fuck
her.

   "Ohhhhh, ummmm," Jill moaned, turning her head from side to side as his
fingers followed her asscrack and wiggled inside.

   She was sopping wet, and he lowered his body, slowly pushing his prick
past the hairs to her cuntlips.  The knob slid over his clit, making her
gasp, and then he felt the hot, wet opening of her hole.

   "No, no," Jill mumbled weakly as he pushed his cock-knob into the tight
heat of her pussy.  But even as she protested, she was lifting her hips to
help him slide inside.  "Ahhh," he sighed when the entire length of his
hefty cock was soaking in hex hot, gripping depths.

   "Oh, God, Jack," Jill groaned.  "This is wrong, you shouldn't, but-but
it feels so good!  Oh, go on, fuck me.  You're already in, so fuck me! 
Fuck me good!"

   Jack lifted his ass and slid all but the head of his cock from his
sister's milking cunt.  She shivered and moaned.  He thrust back in, harder
and faster.

   "Oh, God, that's great!" Jill gasped at the first stroke.

   Jack fucked his now-willing sister with crazed passion, smashing their
bellies together with sweaty smacks.  His heavy balls slapped the bottom of
her ass.

   Jill's mammoth tits shook and rolled wildly until Jack's chest came down
to flatten them.  He ran both hands down to her shaking ass, gripping and
lifting it, pulling it to his fucking cock.

   Jill gasped and sobbed from the terrific fuck.  Her fingers clawed at
his ass, digging the nails in as he lifted and dropped.  The wet, smacking
sounds of his fat cock stirring her foamy cuntjuices was a sound she hadn't
heard in far too long a time.  "Uhhh, uhhh, ohhhh, uhh," Jill chanted as
her brother's big cock slid back and forth in her gripping cunt.  She
released his ass and pulled his face down to hers, driving her tongue into
his mouth.

   Then he was cumming.  Jill heard him grunt.  Then he stiffened, and she
felt her cunt fill with hot cum.  Again and again the spurts hit her
depths, triggering her own orgasm.  Jack collapsed and rested on top of his
sister.  His softening cock was still in her hot cunt.  They continued to
kiss, less from passion than from love, and soon Jack felt his prick get
hard again.  He fucked her for a second time, sliding smoothly and more
gently in her open cunt until her pussy began to close on him and his jism
began to boil in his balls.  This time he pulled out before shooting, and
clambered up her body until he was spurting big, hot wads against her tits
and lips.

   Later, he climbed off her and Jill got up and dressed.

   "That was wonderful," she whispered, kissing him.  "Just what I needed.
And, I think just what you needed, too, Jack."

   "Yeah," he grinned.  "I feel a hell of a lot better.  But we're gonna
have a hard time getting together with your son here."

   "We'll manage," Jill said.

   None of them was aware that somebody was watching them secretly.  He was
Max.  What he saw made his eyes enormous, he didn't seem to know what to
do? He turned, and walked away.





   IV

   Next morning Jill moved to the bathroom.  When she heard the shower
running in the bathroom, she got a naughty smile on her face.  Is Jack
still here?  She thought.  She stripped off her clothes, crept into the
bathroom, quietly opened the shower door, stepped inside, and closed the
door.  Through the heavy steam she saw him...he was facing away from her.
Jill moved up behind him and carefully reached around his body to squeeze
his cock as she kissed his shoulder.

   "What the..." Max said.

   Max turned and he was just as stunned to see his mother as she was to
see her son.  Jill stumbled and started falling backwards, but Max threw
his arms out, grabbed hers, and pulled her back upright with their bodies
just inches from one another.

   "I've got you mom." Max said.

   "What...what are you doing in here Max?" Jill asked.

   "Taking a shower." Max said.

   "I too was...  just gonna grab a shower...I thought you were ..." Jill
said.

   "Thought what mom?" Max asked.

   "Nothing, forget it,"

   "Come on say it mom, you took me for uncle Jack."

   "What rubbish?"

   "I saw him fucking you last night."

   "And you were shocked."

   "No," he said, his voice thick.

   "Why weren't you?"

   "I just wasn't," he said.

   "Did you see much?" she asked,

   "A little," he replied, shivering

   "Then you know what was happening?"

   "I know, Mom."

   "Okay we will talk about it later.  Your uncle might come here too."

   "You don't have to worry about him walking in; he got an emergency call
from work so he took off 15 minutes ago." Max said.

   Max looked down at his mother's body.  She tried to cover herself with
her arms.

   "Max...  don't look at me like that.  I'm your mother." Jill said.

   "Don't teach me ethics ...  when you are..."

   "What you want?"

   "Let me touch you a little." Max said.

   Jill was shocked.  `Absolutely not!" Jill said, She still had her hands
covering herself.

   "The question is what do I touch?" Max asked.

   "You aren't touching anything." Jill said.

   "Mom...do you really think you can stop me from touching you right now?
Even if you ran for the shower door I'd catch you before you could even get
it open.  I know that you thought I was uncle Jack so touching me like you
did was an accident so it's unfair for me to touch you when we both know
about it, but that's not going to stop me so if it will make you feel
better you can touch me again after I've touched you." Max said.

   "No way.  You're not touching me and I'm not touching you." Jill said.

   Max smiled at his mother.

   "Mom, a little light touching won't hurt anybody." Max said.

   "Max I'm your mother." Jill said.

   "That's why you should be okay with it mom."

   Jill was silent.

   "Come on mom...you know that it's me." Max said.

   "Well of course I trust you Max, but trust has nothing to do with this."
Jill said.

   "Sure it does.  If you trust me almost as you trust your brother then
you can trust me when I say that I will never tell anyone about what's
already happened.  You can also trust me not to tell anyone about what's
going to happen next." Max said.

   Jill saw the look in her son's eyes.  She didn't know what to make of
it. It was clear that he was determined to touch her either with her
permission or without it.  She didn't want him to do it, but she certainly
didn't want him to do it while she was trying to fight him off.  That would
be an unbearable memory for her.

   "Okay Max...some light touching, but that's it." Jill said finally.

   Max smiled.

   "Move your arms so I can decide what to touch first." Max said.

   "First?" Jill asked.

   "Well yeah...now that you've agreed to let me touch you I intend to
touch everything." Max said.

   Jill's jaw dropped, but she moved her arms to her sides revealing
herself fully to her son.  Max looked her up and down.

   "You have an amazing body mom.  Hmm...so many interesting choices...I
guess I'll start down here." Max said.

   He moved his hand between his mother's legs and gently stroked her pussy
for several minutes.

   "Oh wow...that feels nice mom...so slick and smooth.  I never would have
guessed that you keep this completely shaved." Max said.

   Jill was blushing red with her eyes closed and her face in her hands as
Max continued to stroke her pussy.  Her legs trembled when Max ran one of
his fingers between the lips of her pussy all the way up to her clit. 
Finally Max pulled his hand away.

   "Okay mom, I'm a fair man...my offer stands mom...I've touched you so
now you can touch me if you want.  Do you want to take a turn?" Max asked.

   Jill shook her head.

   "Okay...then it's my turn again.  Let's go around here this time." Max
said.

   He moved in close to his mother...she could feel his breath on her
shoulder.  Max reached around Jill's body, and grabbed his own mother's
ass.

   "Oh wow mom, all that running is really paying off...your ass is nice
and firm." Max said.

   He gave her ass several good squeezes, rubbed his hands over the smooth
curvature of her ass, and even down the crack of her ass far enough that he
lightly touched her asshole.  Jill shivered at the feeling of her son's
finger touching her asshole.  After several minutes Max moved his hands
away.

   "Your turn." Max said.

   Jill shook her head.

   "Okay...let's take a look at these now." Max said.

   He put his hands under Jill's breasts and lifted them.

   "Wow mom...these are heavy.  I understand why you wear a sports bra when
you go running now...these things could give you a black eye or knock some
of your teeth out if they bounced up and hit you in the face.  They're so
smooth and soft; oh and your nipples are very nice too...they feel
amazing." Max said.

   He played with Jill's breasts and nipples for a few minutes.

   "Your turn again if you want it." Max said.

   Jill, face still in her hands, shook her head again.

   "Okay...then I'll go again.  This was very interesting earlier so I
think I'll touch here again." Max said.

   Jill felt Max put his hands on her hips so when she felt the contact on
her pussy Jill's eyes popped open and looked down to find her son stroking
his erect cock between her legs and over her pussy.

   "Jesus Max...you can't do that." Jill said.

   "Sure I can mom...you agreed that we could touch each other, but we
never specified what we were allowed to touch each other with.  I decided
to touch your pussy with my cock." Max said.

   "Max...please stop." Jill begged.

   "Only if you take a few of your turns and touch me." Max said.

   Jill had tears in her eyes.

   "Fine...just please stop." Jill said.

   Max pulled his cock from between his mother's legs and took a step back.
Jill slowly raised her hands to Max's chest...it was nice and muscular. 
She felt his arms...also very muscular.  Max looked into Jill's face.

   "You know what you have to touch before I let you leave mom." Max said.

   Jill had tears in her eyes, but she nodded.  She reached down and slowly
wrapped her fingers around Max's cock.  The expression on her face changed
from one of fear and sadness to one of confusion.  She moved her hand a few
inches closer to his body and then a few inches further away from his body.
Finally she couldn't help but look down.

   "OH MY GOD!" Jill said.

   She was looking down at her right hand grasping her son's 8 ½ inch cock
that was so thick she couldn't get her fingers all the way around it.  She
looked up into Max's face and saw he was smiling.

   "Not bad huh?" Max asked.

   Jill moved her left hand down with her right hand to hold as much of
Max's cock as she could at once, but she couldn't get all of it...even in
two hands.  Jill moved to her knees so she was at eye level with Max's
cock...both hands still gripping it tightly.  Jill moved her head around
and was compelled to move one of her hands away from her son's cock when
she saw how big and heavy his balls were.  She cupped them with one hand
feeling the weight of them while beginning to stroke Max's cock without
even realizing it.

   "Jesus Christ." Jill said in a near whisper.

   "The name is Max mom.  Is it my turn again or are you still enjoying
your turn?" Max asked.

   Jill looked up at her son...still gently cupping his balls and stroking
his cock.

   "I think I'd like to take another turn, but I have a question first."
Jill said.

   "What kind of question?" Max asked.

   "We didn't specify what parts we could touch each other with right?"
Jill asked.

   "Nope...we didn't." Max said.

   Jill smiled.

   "Then for my next turn I want to feel your cock with the inside of my
pussy." Jill said.

   Max looked surprised for a moment...then smiled.

   "Are you sure?" Max asked.

   "God yes...I have never seen anything like this. 
Its...captivating...beautiful...I just can't see and touch this without
feeling it inside me." Jill said.

   Max smiled again.

   "Well if you're sure it's what you want...there's a steam bench over
there that would make it easier." Max said.

   Jill scurried quickly over to the bench pulling Max by the cock along
behind her.  She moved up onto the edge of the bench and spread her legs.
Max moved between his mother's legs.

   "Are you sure this is what you want?" Max asked.

   Jill hooked her heels behind her son and pulled him towards her.

   "Yes Max...I'm sure." Jill said.

   Max positioned his cock so the head was against his mother's pussy.  He
pushed the head inside and Jill moaned.  He pushed a few inches inside her
and she moaned more.  He pushed a few more inches inside her and she moaned
even deeper.  He pushed the rest of the way in so that his pelvic bone was
pressed firmly against his mother's.

   Max laughed.

   "What's so funny?" Jill asked.

   "The last time I was in there I was being born." Max said.

   Jill laughed.

   "This feels a lot better than it did that day." Jill said.

   "So...um...did you just want to feel it or did you want..." Max said.

   "Oh sweetie...of course I want you to fuck me.  I wouldn't torture both
of us by having you put it inside me just to see what it feels like.  I
want you to fuck me, I want to cum all over your cock, and I want you to
cum deep inside me." Jill said.

   "You want me to cum inside you?" Max asked in surprise.

   "I'm on birth control sweetie...there's nothing to worry about and I
love the feeling of having someone cum inside me...I'm sure I'll love it
even more when it's as deep inside me as you are right now...deeper than
anyone has ever been." Jill said.

   Max shrugged then smiled.

   "If you want to touch the contents of my balls with the depths of your
pussy I guess it falls within the rules." Max said.

   Jill smiled.

   "Now be a good boy and make mommy cum and then cum inside her okay
sweetie." Jill said.

   Max smiled and slowly pulled a few inches of his cock out of his mother
before pushing it back in.  They both moaned with pleasure.

   Max started fucking his mom nice and slow.  It was weird, but felt oddly
right at the same time when Jill pulled his mouth down to hers and kissed
him.

   Max increased his pace and Jill reacted putting her arms around his neck
and kissing him even harder.

   "That's it...fuck me baby.  It feels so good." Jill said.

   After just a few minutes Jill clamped her legs and arms around Max as
hard as she could as she had her first orgasm.

   "Damn mom...that was intense." Max said.

   "That was absolutely incredible.  More...I want more." Jill said.

   Max kept fucking his mom until she had a second orgasm, then he pulled
out of her.

   "What are you doing?  You didn't cum yet." Jill said.

   "We're just changing positions mom...don't worry." Max said.

   He pulled Jill to her feet, spun her around so that her hands were on
the bench and Max was fucking her from behind.

   "Oh god that feels incredible." Jill said.

   Max fucked Jill for several minutes from behind before she had a third
orgasm.  Max grabbed her left leg and pulled it out to the side with his
left arm.  Jill had to rest her left knee on the bench to keep from falling
over as Max held her leg out to the side as he continued to fuck her.

   "Yes Max...fuck me baby." Jill said.

   When Jill had her 4th orgasm Max turned her back over and sat her down
on the bench where she'd been at the start.  He leaned down and kissed her.

   "Are you ready for my cum mom?" Max asked.

   "Yes...yes...I want it...fill me with it." Jill said.

   Max kept fucking Jill for a few more minutes.  Jill was experiencing her
5th orgasm when Max buried his cock inside her and unleashed a torrent of
thick sticky cum into his own mother's pussy.

   Jill released her tight grip around Max's neck, but kept her arms around
him and pulled him down to her.  She kissed her son and he kissed her just
as hard.

   "God Max, that was incredible.  I have never been fucked like that in my
life and it felt so amazing having you cum deep inside me like that." Jill
said.

   "I've got to say...that was the best sex I've ever had.  Who knew it
would be with my own mother?  I guess the old saying is true...incest is
best." Max asked.

   Jill smiled.

   "That saying says to put your sister to the test...not your mother."
Jill said.

   "Then it was written by someone that never fucked their mom.  That was
incredible." Max said.

   "I can't believe we did this.  I was scared and disgusted when you told
me that you were going to touch me whether I liked it or not.  Now...I'm
glad that I thought you were your father and grabbed your cock like that."
Jill said.

   "So am I.  Speaking of uncle Jack...he hasn't been gone all that long,
but he could get home at any time so as much as I'd love to stay right here
and fuck you again we'd better get out of this shower and get dressed." Max
said.

   "Right...if anyone found us like this there would be a world of
trouble." Jill said.

   They showered off and Jill tried to wash as much of Max's cum out of her
as possible.  They stepped out of the shower and started to towel off.  Max
pulled Jill to him and kissed her.

   "I love you mom...I love you in a whole new way after today." Max said.

   "I love you too my special little man." Jill said.

   "Little?" Max asked.

   Jill smiled.

   "Just a pet name sweetheart...there's nothing little about you anymore."
Jill said.



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