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They are so absorbed in their nasty game that they are unaware of the fact that someone was watching them. (MF, M-voy, inc, ws) *** Abigail stirred and pulled the covers over her bare, cold skin. Her shoulder was exposed to the frigid air of the bedroom. She had forgotten to turn up the heat again. With her head feeling like a rotten melon ready to split apart, and the taste of a well-worn sweat sock in her mouth, she didn't wonder why she had forgotten to turn up the thermostat the night before. The blanket covered her to the neck, but as she pulled, she felt a resistance. That bothered her. Her husband Fredrick was out of town and wouldn't be back from his overseas flight for another week. Abigail sat bolt upright in bed and ignored the blood pounding in her ears and the sharp jab of pain that needled into the back of her eyeballs. In horror, she saw the naked body of her 19 years old son Jerry in bed next to her. Bits and pieces of what had happened the previous night began to filter up out of the hangover-masked depths of her mind. She remembered being drunk. She remembered Jerry coming home from his girlfriend stoned out of his tree. Her mouth felt as dry and parched as the desert sands when she remembered Jerry fucking her. She had fucked her own son! She felt her stomach do a flip-flop in reaction. That was unforgivable! Abigail could barely comprehend what she had done, the demands her body had made that forced her into fucking her own flesh and blood. The memories from last night started to hit her mind. In the absence of Fredrick she spent her entire evening drinking. As she felt the impact of the alcohol in her stomach, her knees felt weak and watery. She felt a strong longing for a steel-hard cock shoved up her cunt. What use was money if it made you unhappy? It was certainly no good to Abigail since it didn't bring her even a moderately good fucking. She had toyed with the idea of going out and finding a stud to service her. Abigail knew that she could really knock out a dude if she wore some of the clothes she had hanging in her closet and never had the chance to wear. That brilliant red dress slit up the side that exposed her legs, thighs and ass and let her tits dribble out the top would make any man's cock hard. But she lacked the courage to go out to a bar and get picked up. Abigail's strict upbringing and religious hang-ups caught her in a really bad trap. She cursed her loneliness and after sometime she fell asleep. She was awakened when her nineteen-year-old son came staggering in. She rubbed her bleary eyes and knew from the difficulty she had in focusing her eyes that she was still drunk. But if she was drunk, Jerry Jensen was in even worse shape. Her son couldn't make it down the hall without bouncing off one wall and smashing into the other. "Jerry!" she snapped. "Where the hell have you been? It's three in the morning." Her son's answer came out in a string like taffy being pulled. His words were slurred, and she knew he was stoned out of his head. "Uh, hi, Mom. I... I've been over at... a friend's... house." As an afterthought, he added, "We were... studying. You know?" Abigail could smell the sweet, pungent odor of marijuana as Jerry came into the room. His clothes would have to be fumigated to get rid of the smell. "Don't lie to me. You've been over at Katherine's smoking dope." She was having some trouble making her own words come out in the proper order. Abigail took a stiff drink from the half-filled glass on the table beside her chair. She longingly looked at the fluid. It was the last from the bottle of Benchmark. Even the cheap stuff was gone; she had finished all of it off a couple days ago. "So, all right, I was. Big fucking deal. You hit the bottle, I... I take a hit off... a joint. What's the difference?" Jerry flopped down on the floor in front of his drunken mother. Abigail studied her son as if for the first time. He looked so much like Fredrick, yet acted so differently. Jerry had his father's aquiline nose, the sharp features and flat facial planes. Long black hair and piercing black eyes the color of coal finished the picture. Right now, those eyes seemed to be fogged over. Abigail couldn't say too much about that. She felt a bit on the foggy side herself. She had drained an entire quart of bourbon, and her body had done nothing but soak it up like a sponge and get her drunker than a lord. Besides, the woman didn't really think smoking dope was all that bad. Jerry's grades had been steadily going down, but Abigail thought that was due more to Katherine than anything else. Jerry had run across the brown-haired girl two months after school had begun. Abigail wasn't sure, but she thought that Jerry had probably been a virgin up to that encounter. Her mind began to wonder about Jerry. He looked so much like Fredrick. Did he fuck as poorly as his father? Or would he have learned things from Katherine that would make him a better lover? Fredrick was too traditional in his lovemaking. Missionary or nothing! A woman's place was in the home. A woman's place was under her man. Abigail wouldn't have minded the unoriginal fucking if Fredrick had been much good at it. She suspected he saved his really expert stuff for those damned sexy stewardesses. Abigail was certain that Fredrick balled every one of them he could entice into bed with him. And he had lots of opportunities flying to Europe once a month in addition to the domestic flights. "Aw, come on, Mom. What's the matter?" Jerry had reached out and limply put a hand on his mother's thigh. Abigail looked into her son's eyes again and realized that her mind had been wandering. "Nothing, Jerry. Nothing's the matter." She pressed her hand on top of his, then squeezed. Unbidden, Jerry's hand closed on her thigh, then began stroking back and forth. Tremors of anticipation surged through her body. Abigail's hand traveled along Jerry's brawny arm while her legs unconsciously drifted apart. Without even realizing what she was doing, she was offering her body to her own son! The thought filtered through her boozed drenched mind, but she didn't care. Her body was telling her she needed a man. Jerry was man. And she wanted him so badly! Abigail slipped from the chair and onto the deep pile shag rug. Jerry lay down beside her and ran a hand under her shirt. His hand felt cool, exciting. As he pressed against her naked flesh, Abigail began to unbutton his gaudy, embroidered shirt. The buttons quickly parted, and Jerry wiggled out of the garment. He returned the favor, and Abigail was naked to the waist, too. Jerry mumbled something, and then began sucking on Abigail's tit. The woman lay back on the rug and began to writhe sensuously. The feel of the soft carpet on her naked back, the wondrous sensation of Jerry's wet mouth engulfing her tit, those were her universe. She felt her son's tongue start at the base of one of the creamy cones, and then begin a slow, agonizing journey up the slope. He reached the summit after licking most of the soft flesh of the tit and leaving behind a glistening, saliva-drenched trail. Abigail felt the tiny nipple begin to surge and fill with blood and her heart rate accelerated. Her nipple expanded with each beat of her heart until it was fully erect and feeling as if it would burst like a balloon. Through the fog that covered her mind like a blanket came the faint message, "This isn't right!" Abigail ignored it. It felt so good, so damned good, having a man's mouth sucking at her tits. Jerry's hands added to her stimulation and quickly pushed down any protest that Abigail might have tried to voice. She felt her son's hand snake its way across her stomach, then under the waistband of her jeans. Like a miner digging for gold, Jerry's hand plummeted downward until he found the soft mat of her cunt mound. His fingers began a gentle motion, slipping from one side to the other. Fingers laced through the coarse strands of pubic hair and then lightly pulled. Abigail thought that she'd lose her mind from the sheer carnal delight that hurtled through her body. She never remembered Jerry's fumbling to get her blue jeans off nor did she remember the stroking hands across her torn silk briefs. The horny woman did remember the finger crammed up her cunt. She felt as if a knife had ripped into her belly. That slender digit made her buck and arch her back to shove it as far as she could up into the seething, liquid interior of her cunt. "Oh, Jerry, darling Jerry, my baby... fuck me! I want you to fuck me!" His mother's words were slurred and indistinct. Jerry could barely hear or understand the words. But it didn't matter. That was what he wanted to do and that was what he was going to do! Jerry moved his mouth from its position high atop one of Abigail's tits and began a long, liquid journey down to her cunt. His tongue slipped and slid over her milky skin until he reached the deep well of her navel. He paused for a moment, then his tongue hardened and plunged it down into his mother's navel. Abigail moaned and reached to take Jerry's head in her hands. She pushed at the back of the black-haired youth's head to insure that his face wouldn't leave her belly button unattended for even a second. The feel of his rough tongue swirling around inside her navel was a turn on like she had seldom before experienced. It was indescribable; lances of carnal pleasure stabbed into her belly each time his tongue lightly touched her. It was as if he had dipped his tongue in acid before beginning his explorations in the concave depression of her belly. Jerry wasn't satisfied to stay very long sampling this tiny hole. The one he aimed for was a bit larger; it was able to take his cock until he was buried balls deep in his mother. His mouth seemed to demand the right to explore first, and the youth allowed it the privilege knowing his cock would be satisfied later. His chin rubbed against his mother's pubic mound. He followed the patch of hair down to the fully erect pink pillar of Abigail's cunt. Jerry licked the pleasure- button a few times until his mother screamed out, "DAMMIT! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HAAARD!" She began to whimper and cry in her need for a cock. Jerry continued to suck on the tiny stub of erectile tissue between Abigail's firm well-fleshed thighs. Jerry's mind was moving slowly, still under the influence of the dope he had smoked earlier. All he saw was the gaping cunt in front of him. The wetness and the musky woman odor seemed to draw him ever onward and made him oblivious to the fact that he was getting ready to fuck his own mother. Abigail was past caring who was sampling her pussy. Her cunt overflowed with juice and dribbled down the crack into her ass. It tickled; it stimulated. When Jerry's tongue speared into her cunt, she cried out incoherently. "AAAIIEEEEE!" Her hips began to shake with the pent-up feeling locked within her loins. The sexual tensions that had mounted were like flood waters behind a dam. When the dam burst, all hell would break loose. Her body hunched up to meet her son's mouth, obliviously cramming cunt forcefully into his face. Jerry continued to slurp up the hot oils that seeped from his mother's pink-lipped cunt. It was tasty, tangy, a treat he'd sampled enough to enjoy to the utmost. Jerry shoved his ramrod of a tongue up as far into the slippery cunt as he could. Inside the velvet- cloaked channel, he began to wiggle his tongue around, tantalizing the walls of Abigail's cunt with the promise of something bigger and firmer to be rammed up his passage after he had had his fill of her succulent cunt juice. The tongue slithering around inside the woman's cunt began to feel as if it were a branding iron charring her delicate pussy flesh. Abigail reached between her legs and shoved the black-haired head into her cunt. She wanted more of the tongue lashing her son was giving her! The tiny fire that had begun to burn in her stomach was fanned into a full-fledged blaze by Jerry's oral attentions to her clit. When he began to lick along the blood-engorged flaps that hid her cunt, the fire turned into a raging inferno that threatened to devour her entire being. His tongue thrashing about in her cuntal gash triggered a huge orgasm. Jerry felt his mother's stomach muscles tense and the walls of her cunt begin to ripple and convulse with orgasmic intensity. The gush of cunt juice threatened to drown her son. He avidly lapped it up like a cat lapping cream from a bowl, then Jerry tired of the tempting treat. Its time he fucked this horny woman! His very own mother! Jerry began to make his way up Abigail's body. Her arms wrapped around his body as the boy reached under his mother's armpits and fervently gripped her shoulders. As her legs drifted apart in obvious encouragement to him, Jerry slammed his hips forward. His turgid, purpled cockhead smashed into the area around Abigail's cunt, but he failed to hit dead center. His cock glided up and across the wet pubic thatch and stimulated the lower portion of his shaft. Jerry gasped in reaction. He began to grind his hips against the pelvis of the woman trapped under him, and soon he felt his balls tightening and shrinking into a compressed sac that dangled under his eight-inch cock. Abigail managed to guide the boy's massive prick down her cuntlips to the entrance to her hot hole. "Now, Jerry, oooohhh! FUCK MEEE!" the woman shrieked. Team began to well up at the corners of her eyes as she screwed her eyelids tightly shut. The sensation ripping through her body threatened another orgasm, but Abigail wanted to prolong this wondrous feeling as long as possible. She wanted to revel in the feel of Jerry's big, manly cock inside her cunt. She had felt it throb and jerk under her fingers. Now she wanted it deep up her cunt where it could do what it was designed to do. Nature had meant for a man to fuck a woman. She wanted the ultimate experience of being filled with cock until she felt like she would be torn apart. She wanted to be fucked! Jerry found the target and shoved powerfully with his hips. Muscles tightened and he rocketed forward, his battering ram of a cock sizzling up the tight, oozing tunnel of his mother's cunt. Jerry felt his balls smash into his mother's ass, so swift was his initial stroke into her cunt. Jerry wanted to soak in the juices surrounding his dick. The heat and pressure around his cock made Abigail's cunt seem like a virgin's asshole. In a distracted fashion, Jerry wondered why his father fooled around when he had a hot, tight cunt like this waiting for him at home. It didn't really matter to Jerry. If his old man didn't want it, he would take over. Jerry pulled back, and his cock made an obscene sucking noise as he pulled out of his mother's cunt. He never hesitated. The boy immediately rammed forward again to surround his cock with the clutching warmth of the cunt being so freely and wantonly offered to him. If Jerry felt the compression and warmth on his dick, Abigail was feeling sensations a hundred times more intense and erotic. His massive cock scored along her cunt and millions of needles jabbed into her pussy walls. Jerry's cock jerked and twitched inside Abigail; she felt every twitch and tremor, and her body magnified it until shock waves reverberated throughout her torso. Her breathing was heavy with lust. She clawed at her son's back with her fingernails and left bloody tracks to attest to her unbridled passion. As Jerry began an agonizing, slow rotation of his hips, Abigail felt another climax crouching to pounce on her. She began to hunch up and down to take as much of that sweet, punishing cock up her cunt as she could. As her knees rose on a level with Jerry's shoulders, he corkscrewed himself forward another full inch into her hot pussy. Jerry felt the first contractions of his mother's cunt that signaled another orgasm. As she tightened her stomach muscles and clutched wildly at his buried cock, Jerry began a frantic humping. His own orgasm jolted electrically throughout his groin. Release was only seconds away, and he wanted to cram himself even farther into his mother's hot cunt. As Jerry's hard strokes flamed into her belly, Abigail shrieked, "OOOOH GOD!" and climaxed. The tidal wave of ecstasy that swept through her body sent her to new, unexplored heights of sexual fulfillment. Jerry grunted as he continued pumping his cock into the well-lubricated cavity between Abigail's legs. When he felt the fiery tide of his jism creep down his shaft, Jerry moaned and arched his back in one last attempt to rip his mother apart. His balls blasted out gallons of creamy cum and whitewashed the walls of Abigail's cunt. For a brief moment, mother and son rocked together, mutual passion flooding their bodies. Locked together in each other's arms, they rested. CHAPTER TWO That memory of last night frightened Abigail for a moment, then her trip hammering heart slowed back to normal. She suddenly saw her son stirring in the bed. Jerry stretched his cramped muscles without opening his eyes. He yawned an enormous yawn, then rolled onto his back and flexed his muscles like a cat awakening from a long nap. Abigail was fascinated in spite of herself as she watched the flow and play of her son's tendons and muscles. Her son wasn't a weightlifter or a jock, but he wasn't any ninety-eight-pound weakling, either. There wasn't any flab on him like there was on Fredrick. In a way, her son reminded her of the man she had married nineteen years earlier. Jerry was trim, well built, sleek, and streamlined and one hell of a good fuck. What was really so wrong with fucking her own son? There wasn't any chance of pregnancy; the pill had taken care of things like that. And she needed a man, a real man, around to sate her aching desires. Her sexual tensions had built to the point where she thought she would go insane. Was it really all that bad using her son as the outlet she needed? The more Abigail thought about it, the more sense it made. Jerry was around. Fredrick wasn't. Jerry was a man, youthful and lustful. Fredrick was getting paunchy and hadn't really satisfied her in the last ten years. Fredrick Jensen may have been an expert pilot, but when it came down to soaring in the sack, he was more of a canceled flight than anything else. "Hi, Mom," said Jerry, his voice tinged with the fuzzy blur of sleep. "How are you this morning?" Abigail could barely stand the sound of her own voice. The hangover made her tongue feel like a catcher's mitt, and she was sure that the evil little gnome inside her head would never stop kicking the backs of her eyeballs with those spiked golf shoes. "Just great. But you look like warmed over death. You shouldn't drink like you do. Take up a clean vice." He was sounding more and more cheerful. And Abigail hated him for it. "Really, Mom. Dope's a lot better high. You must have one hell of a big hangover." He watched, as she solemnly shook her head no. "Hmmm," Jerry muttered. Then he clapped his hands together in a sharp, emphatic sound that threatened to burst Abigail's eardrums. "Dammit! Why the hell did you have to do that?" she cried. "Ha! Thought so! You do have a hangover. And I bet you've forgotten what all happened last night. Booze makes people forget a lot of stuff. I remember everything." Abigail wasn't sure if her son was boasting or merely stating a fact. She asked, "And what happened, Mr. Know-It-All?" "After we finished fucking out in the living room, you sucked on my cock for a while. Then I got it up, we came in here and got it on again." He studied his mother for a few seconds, then said, "Mother of mine, have you ever got a tight one. Even tighter than Kathy's, and is she ever a hot one!" Abigail saw her son didn't have the slightest remorse or hang-up over fucking his own mother. In fact, he seemed to have enjoyed it. And he was complimenting her. Abigail couldn't remember the last time Fredrick had said anything halfway nice about their lovemaking. Mostly, he just grunted a lot, shot his load into her, then rolled off and went to sleep. The woman shuddered as she thought of the many nights she had listened to Fredrick's snores disturbing the quiet. "Don't you think it's a little... kinky... to ball your own mother?" Abigail asked in obvious surprise. "Sure, that's what makes it such a turn on! It's really kinky! Face it Mom, I can't stand the same things over and over. It's got to be exciting. You've got to do different things, or you'll get bored. I bet the old man is a real downer in the sack. Missionary position or nothing, right?" It took Abigail a couple seconds to realize that Jerry was talking about Fredrick. She hadn't realized how obvious it was, her relationship with her husband. Even her son had seen that Fredrick was less than adequate sexually. Abigail would not have cared if Fredrick had been inexpert as long as he had tried different positions. That hang-up of his about always getting on top was tiresome after so many years of marriage. He wouldn't even eat her out, though he sometimes demanded that his wife suck his cock. The woman sometimes thought Fredrick had a large streak of sadism in him. That he delighted in making her do the same tired things year after year, refusing to innovate. Hell, she had never even been fucked up the ass! In nineteen Goddamn years of marriage, Fredrick had completely missed her rear door. That sudden thought made her answer, "That's the way it is, Jerry. Your father's not much of an ace in bed. He's never... fucked me in... the ass." Her words stretched out. She wanted to see what effect they would have on her son. Jerry scratched his ribs, then his balls. The woman couldn't keep her eyes off his cock. Her son was really hung. That long cock of his could keep a harem satisfied. It had certainly kept her satisfied last night. Jerry, almost too casually, said, "That so? That must be a real shame because you have such a nice ass. It's so round and firm. Doesn't sag and look flabby like most women. This might sound really kinky to you, but I get a real charge out of watching you walk down the street. Or just around the house. Your butt sways so nice. Not up and down or from side to side but sort of in a circle. Really a turn on watching you from behind." Jerry continued to scratch at his groin, languorously, in obvious invitation. Abigail licked her dry lips. Did she really want to be ass-fucked by her own son? It was apparent he'd do it. As the woman watched, she could see his cock slowly stiffening. Could she waste his beautiful hard-on? The familiar aching and hollow feeling in her cunt returned. She needed a man, and Fredrick wasn't able to provide for her in that line any more. Jerry seemed more than willing; he seemed to be eager for the opportunity to make it with his own mother. The bored housewife made the big decision. She reached over and removed Jerry's hand from his crotch and replaced it with her own. She purred, "What's a big boy like you doing jacking himself off? When there's a woman around?" Abigail began a gentle stroking of the semi stiff cock curled in his groin. Her hand felt the stiff, bristling hair of her son's groin before she started the gradual journey down the hardening shaft. Two trips from balls to cockhead and Jerry's prick was huge. As huge as Abigail remembered from the night before. She held the quivering cock in her cool grasp, then squeezed. The pulsating vein along the shaft thrilled her. The feel of the loose skin as she stroked the cock excited her. When Jerry pulled her lips to his for a deep soul kiss, Abigail almost ripped his prick out by the roots. Unlike Fredrick, Jerry didn't seem to mind the painful handling of his cock. He seemed to ignore it in his lust, his haste to pull his mother's body firmly against his own. Abigail gasped as the air rushed out of her lungs. Jerry's grip around her body was like that of a bear's. Her tongue dueled in the erotic, moist playground of her son's mouth. Their tongues twisted around and around and intertwined as they stimulated each other. When Abigail felt her nipples harden into tiny pebbles poking into Jerry's sparsely haired chest, she knew that she would do whatever he wanted. She didn't want to deny him any part of her body, be it mouth or cunt or... asshole! That singe thought thrilled her more than the entire last ten years of fucking Fredrick. She had been trapped, and now her son was liberating her. Abigail would gladly forsake everything she had for a good sex partner. Jerry squirted her tongue from his mouth with a thrust of his own oral member. He decided that he'd had enough of this mouth play the night before. He wanted to sample other delights of his mother's body. And her ear seemed like a good place to begin. Jerry exhaled heavily, hotly. His breath sensitized the delicate flesh of Abigail's earlobe. That simple action made her gasp in reaction and clutch him even closer. The feel of her tits pressing into his chest made him wonder if she could poke all the way through his body with those marble-hard pebbles on the tips of her tits. He didn't know; he didn't care. If it killed him, what a way to go! Jerry thrust his tongue, cock hard, into his mother's ear. He wasn't able to penetrate very far, but it didn't make that much of a difference. She was properly aroused by his erotic foreplay. When he tasted the tender flesh of her earlobe, Abigail began to writhe and rub against him with a fierce sexual need. A need to be fucked. As Jerry tongue-fucked his mother's ear, Abigail gripped at her son's chest with her fingers. Unable to withstand the need any more, she pleaded, "Oh, Jerry... fuck me! I want you up my ass! It's burning up! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCKMEFUCKME...!" Jerry heard the plea and felt his cock stiffen even more in response. To actually bury his cock up his mother's asshole! That was something he had thought about, had jacked off thinking about. A dream about to come true since she was actually begging him to do it! It was lime for him to take command. She had more or less been in the driver's seat up till now. Larry would not allow that any longer. He pushed her away from him as he ordered, "On your hands and knees! Right now!" Like a flash of lightning, Abigail obeyed. She almost panted in anticipation of having that huge hunk of man meat shoved up her ass. Abigail poised herself on the bed waiting for her son to take her doggie style up the asshole. Like an artist, Jerry studied the material with which he had to work. His mother's perky ass poked up in the air, inviting him to spread those milky white ass cheeks with his cock and plunge into her shit chute. He took both globes in his strong hands and kneaded the flesh. The flow of the skin under his powerful squeezing fingers excited Jerry. He knew it excited his mother, too, because he could see the yawning cavern of her cunt begin to moisten with juice. Jerry gripped one ass cheek and turned it in a counterclockwise direction. The right cheek was rotated in a clockwise pattern. Abigail felt as if she were being torn apart. The daggers of pain exploded in her loins like bombs detonating. Rut it was a good pain, a pain tied together with stimulation of her cunt. Abigail could feel the skin being stretched around her cunt, feel her clit being worked back and forth as her cuntlips were moved around the tiny spike of pleasure buried at the juncture of her labia. Her son knew it was turning her on. The flow of her inner lubricants, proved that. Her heavy panting, the way her entire body shivered with carnal need, all showed Jerry he was doing the right thing. But he needed his own throbbing, jerking cock tended to and fast! He didn't want to squirt his jism all over his mother's back. He wanted to be inside her when he came. Getting into her ass would be hard unless he was properly oiled for the job. Jerry gripped his mother's trim waist with his hands and shoved his hips forward in a swooping thrust. His aim wasn't off a millimeter. The long, steely shaft penetrated Abigail's cunt and raced up her channel so fast they both gasped from the sudden friction. Jerry wished he could have stayed there, in this position, fucking his mother from behind like an animal. His fingers clamped down so tightly on her waist he left handprints. He could stay buried up Abigail's cunt. Sure. But that wasn't what either of them really wanted. Jerry quickly made the decision, then rammed in and out of the frothy cunt several more times to make sure he was properly greased and ready for action. Then he moved back and spread his mother's thighs a bit more. Jerry had plenty of room. He just liked running his hands along the smooth, soft skin of the woman's inner thighs. His cock glistening in the morning light that drifted into the bedroom through the open curtains, Jerry advanced. The bed was soft and yielding and did not provide him with as firm a surface as he would have preferred. But all such thoughts vanished when the tip of his cock lightly touched against the tight sphincter of his mother's ass. The tiny little muscle was clenched like a fist. It didn't want anything the size of Jerry's cock shoved past it. But Jerry was determined to cram his prick up his mother's asshole. The tip of his glans pressed firmly into the resisting asshole. Jerry pulled his mother's hips back into his groin until the hairy upper portions of his thighs rubbed against the backs of her legs. Abigail felt the anal muscle begin to relax as Jerry slowly, inexorably shoved forward into her asshole. Jerry didn't batter and smash into her, for which she was grateful. This was painful. It hurt like hell. She hadn't felt as much pain since she had her cherry popped when she was fifteen. With his gradual movements, Jerry soon buried the broad, turgid head of his fat cock inside his mother's ass. He caught his breath and poised himself. The muscle was relaxed and all was in readiness. He tensed the flat, strong muscles of his stomach, then heaved. Abigail screamed as her ass was reamed by Jerry's eight-inch cock. The first inch had been painful; this was a thousand times worse. She felt as if an entire army of fire ants had been turned loose in her asshole. Yet, at the same time, it was sheer Heaven. The feeling of a huge cock inside her, filling her and giving her pleasure, became the foremost sensation in her body, drowning out all pain. The woman felt her internal membranes being stretched and pulled in new and unfamiliar directions. The feeling was delicious. Her entire body tingled and felt more alive than it ever had before. Abigail wondered why she hadn't done this before. Ass-fucking was even more fun than having cock shoved up her cunt! The warmth in her ass spread like slowly melting butter. The woman wiggled her butt and shoved back into her son's crotch to let him know that everything was okay. She didn't trust herself to say anything. All Abigail was able to do was purr like a contented cat, deep in her throat. Jerry didn't have to be told that everything was going fine. He could feel it. God, could he ever feel it! If he had thrust his cock into a surgeon's glove, the fit couldn't have been tighter. If the glove had been filled with hot lava, his cock couldn't have been surrounded by a hotter substance. Jerry felt the searing heat along his entire shaft. He felt as if he had been caught in some erotically designed vise, his cock completely trapped in the jaws. Jerry withdrew, then slammed forward again. His mother groaned, "Uuuummm, goood, Jerry, so goood! Fuck my asss!" Her passions mounted higher and higher as Jerry picked up the speed of his stroking. The friction became virtually unbearable as Jerry made one huge thrust after another into the grasping, hot tunnel of Abigail's ass. His piston action continued until his balls felt as if they were ready to explode. Abigail's reaction to the fucking of her virgin ass was even more potent. The fire kindled in her loins spread like napalm. She was engulfed in the radioactive fires devouring her innards. The buried spike of Jerry's cock seemed to be the center for the intense, wonderful sensations radiating throughout her belly. The woman bounced a bit on the soft bed and the springing action shoved her son's prick even farther up her ass. Lance after sweet lance of flame licked at her and gradually crept along her nerves until her entire being shook and trembled in reaction. There was no gradual building toward an orgasm for Abigail. Not this time. The velvet and iron grip clamped down on her and tossed her high on the hurricane winds of ecstasy before she was aware of what was happening. Abigail floated and soared and sailed until her body was drained of all energy. Never had she felt so sexually sated as when she finally drifted down from that incredible sexual high. Jerry had felt his mother's body go rigid with climax. His own was quick to follow. The idea of fucking his mother was a turn on; fucking her up the shit chute was even more exciting to the youth. His cock seemed to expand even more, fill up the tiny diameter of the woman's asshole to capacity, before it literally exploded. A flood of jism dynamited into Abigail's ass. Jerry bucked and hunched in his lust as his mighty cock spewed out its fiery load. All too soon, his cock began to deflate and Jerry looked down between his legs. His once-proud cock dribbled out of his mother's ass amid a flow of his own cum. White gobs of the sticky cream clung to his prick as the fleshy rod rapidly shrank. Jerry felt weak, and collapsed onto the bed. Abigail curled up next to him and quietly said, "That was super, or whatever you call it, Jerry." "Super? You mean it was one hell of a fuck!" "Right on!" It was a fantastic fuck the best Abigail had had in a long time. But as she started coming down from it, she was surprised to hear a car puffing up in the driveway. She knew the sound of that car. "Oh, my God!" she gasped. "It's Fredrick! He came back early! Run for your bedroom! You can dress there and go out the window!" She worried that her husband would notice the mussed sheets, smell the scent of hot cunt and wild fucking that lingered in the room, but all he did was undress, take his usual shower, and climb into bed with her. He did not seem at all surprised that she was naked. He wrapped his arms around her, puffing her back against his stomach, his fingers curling around her tit, his usual hold on her when he went to sleep. Abigail snuggled her naked ass to his body, feeling his cock against her ass, but that was all it would touch. Within moments, he was sound asleep. He didn't suspect anything. For that she was glad. But her guilt still remained. She had fucked her own son. And she had done it twice! CHAPTER THREE The following morning, Abigail prepared breakfast for her family, still feeling guilty. Fredrick came in, looking as tired as he had when he had come home from work. He sat at the table, drinking coffee and turning to the newspaper without speaking. Abigail felt her anger swell against her husband. The least he could do was say good morning. As she was putting breakfast on the table, she saw Jerry coming. She gave her son a smile as he came in, sitting down next to his father, giving him a sheepish look. "Morning, Mom. How are things?" "All right, I suppose." "Hi, Daddy," Jerry said, "Good morning," Fredrick said, Still in her robe, Abigail sat across from her husband, and they ate in silence. When Fredrick finished, he scooted his chair back, stood up and left to dress up in his room. As Fredrick went away Abigail looked at her son. "Still hung up over what we did? Hell, Mom, no reason to be. If the old man's no good, you deserve someone better. Right? I just happened to be around." "Is that all you think about... about screwing your own mother?" Jerry's eyes widened slightly. "Yeah. What more do you want me to say? I really got off on it. You're one hell of a good lay." "Y-You're not feeling the least bit guilty? I mean... incest!" "Incest? Shit, that's just a scare word out of the Dark Ages. I dig you and you dig me. We make a good team together in the sack. And you've got a damn tight cunt. And don't tell me I'm not any good at fucking. I've fucked enough chicks to know what's good and what isn't." Abigail studied her son. She believed her son when he said she was a good lay. Abigail knew she was, and that bothered her quite a bit. Jerry eagerly leaned toward her, swishing his tongue over her covered nipples. "If Dad don't leave soon, I'm going to fuck you right on this table, Mom!" She pushed Jerry away when she heard her Fredrick footsteps coming back. "I gotta go," he said. "Jerry, aren't you gonna be late for school?" "I've got a headache," he said to him. Fredrick came to kiss Abigail's cheek. She wanted his mouth on hers, not her cheek, but she said nothing. Fredrick kissed her on cheek kissed and went off. As soon as she heard the sound of car starting she let her robe fall from her shoulders. "Did you say something about fucking me on the table, Jerry?" Grinning widely, he stood and opened his pants, pushing them down and taking them off his feet. His cock began to jut out, as she looked him up and down. Then she pushed plates out of the way and sat on the table with her long legs spread wide apart, leaning back so her son could look right at her beautiful cunt. "Fuck it, Jerry!" she whimpered as her son stepped to her. "Fuck mother's hot cunt hard and fast! I want it real hard right now!" Jerry moved between her thighs and rammed the head of his cock into his mother's cunt swiftly, taking her breath away. "Ohhhh, God, yes!" she wailed, leaning back, opening her legs as wide as they would go. "Fuck it, fuck it! Hard, Jerry... Fuck me as hard as you can!" Jerry closed his hands over his mother's naked tits and began to pound his cock in and out of her pussy, fucking rapidly. Abigail cried out with the deep penetration of her son's cock. She lifted her long legs, wrapping them around his hunching ass. Wet sounds came from their crotch as his cock rammed and plunged. "Ahhhhh, I can feel your balls on my ass, Jerry!" she sobbed. "I can feel your hot balls slap at my ass! Ooooh, fuck me! Fuck mother in that hot, wet cunt! I love that hard cock in my cunt, fucking!" "Take it, Mom!" he panted, ramming hard. "Take my cock up your fucking wet cunt! I'm going to fuck your hot ass off, Mom!" Squeezing her tits, twisting them, he drove his young cock vigorously into his mother's gripping cunt. Abigail cried out with sweet ecstasy, kicking her heels against his ass. The harder he squeezed her tits, the better she liked it, the hotter her cunt became. She was so wet that her juices flowed from her stretched cunt to the cheeks of her ass, drenching her son's balls and making her asshole burn and pucker. "Fuck my hot ass!" she screamed. "Fuck mother's hot, hot ass! Fuck my ass off! Fuck me raw... fuck my cunt raw! God, I want that cock so fucking deep in my twat, my snatch, my pussy, and my cunt! I want it so deep that I can taste it in my mouth!" Dropping his hands from her tits, he clutched his mother's twisting hips, jerking her onto his cock as he stabbed into her. They were panting heavily now, and Abigail was almost crying with the intensity of her son's cock banging rapidly into her cunt. She began to shake as her cunt swelled around his cock, an orgasm growing like liquid fire in the pit of her stomach. "Make me come!" she shrieked. "Make mother's hot cunt come, darling!" With her heels locked around her son's churning ass, Abigail fell back on the table, her hips thrashing up and down, her cunt grinding frantically on Jerry's cock. She grabbed her tits and smashed them, squeezing brutally. Her ass pounded wildly, and her clinging cunt slid back and forth on his raging hard-on. With his mother on her back across the table, Jerry clutched her dancing hips, but they bucked in such a frenzy that his hands kept sliding off. Twisting and humping, Abigail shrieked her ecstasy, her head twisting as wildly as her ass. Her thighs held his body like a steel claw, every part of him showing the intense strain. "Ahhhhh!" Abigail wailed, and smashed her cunt as hard as she could against him, her lower body jerking spasmodically. She screeched again. Her cunt exploded around her son's cock, squeezing harder than it had before. The hot contractions threatened to blister Jerry's cock, but he pounded in and out with frenzy, his balls swollen tightly. Lifting his head, eyes closed, his breath roared out, and his cock gushed powerfully, sending scalding squirts of creamy come juice into his mother's gobbling cunt. "Squirt it in me!" Abigail cried loudly. "Ahhh, God, come in mother's hot cunt! Fill mother's hot cunt full of that sweet juice! Drown mother's cunt with your hot, sweet, come juice!" They strained together for a long time, desperate to drag the wonderful sensations out, her hips slowing in motion, but still twisting as his cock softened inside her cunt. When her hips dropped, Jerry's cock came out of his mother's cunt with a soft, wet, sucking sound, and he slumped into a chair. Abigail lay across the table, panting, long legs dangling, her cunt gently pulsating. Come juice seeped from the pink, now swollen, slit, running slowly over the shivering cheeks of her smooth ass. The soft hairs of her cunt were matted around the lips. "My God," Abigail breathed as she sat up, weak. "That was the best yet, darling." Jerry grinned up at her, still slumped in the chair, his legs wide and his cock coated with his mother's pussy juices. She slid off the table, kneeling in front of him, leaning her face down. She ran her tongue along his cock, tasting her pussy on it. Sticking her tongue beneath his balls, she bounced them tenderly, looking up at his face. With a soft mewl; she closed her mouth around his cock and balls, taking them inside to suck gently, knowing they were sensitive now. She let his balls out of her mouth, turned her face and sucked at the flesh on his inner thigh. "How's your headache now?" she teased, standing up. Jerry laughed, pointing at the tip of his cock. "That was the headache, Mom, but you took care of it. Should I go onto school now?" "Why? You'd only be late, and we can have the whole day to ourselves." She ran her hand through his hair. "I'm going to bathe. Why don't you rest until I finish?" "Maybe I'll shower." "Please don't," she murmured. "I love the smell of your crotch when you're sweaty." She hummed happily as she bathed, the hot water soothing her swollen cunt. She hoped her son could keep up with her, fucking her all day until she was exhausted. It had been years since she had fucked herself into exhaustion with her husband. It would be very nice to do it again, this time with her son. When she finished, she returned to her son, naked, her skin glowing pinkly, her cunt soothed, but still fiery with need. Jerry was sprawled on his back in the middle of the floor, reading his father's newspaper, his legs parted. She stood and looked between his thighs at his cock and balls. A tremor of insatiable hunger burned through her, a hunger that was growing more and more. Lowering to her knees, she pushed her face between his thighs and into his crotch. Jerry threw the paper away, watching her. Abigail, with her knees drawn up, jutted her sweet, shapely ass in the air, nuzzling her face into his crotch, smelling his scent, his balls feeling so wonderful in her face. She licked around the insides of his thighs, around his balls and over his cock. Her eyes showed fire as her mouth and tongue caressed his crotch. Jerry spread his legs wide. Pushing her tongue beneath his balls, Abigail whimpered in pleasure, as she tasted them. "You're so sweet here," she moaned. "I love to lick your balls, baby. They're so soft now, loose." She drew in a deep breath. "Mmmmmm, you smell so exciting... with mother's cunt smell on you. Here... lift your knees up." Jerry bent his knees, and she pushed them back, causing his ass to raise off the floor. She gazed at him, hardly breathing. His ass spread open and his asshole crinkled before her eyes. She moaned in passion as she gazed at him. Then, with a soft cry, Abigail pushed her face into her son's ass, kissing the edges of his asshole, the insides of the ass cheeks. Her tongue darted, licking his flesh as her lips kissed. She mewled and strained her face between the cheeks of his ass as tight as she could, her own uplifted ass swaying. Making soft sounds of pleasure, Abigail lapped at her son's ass with a feverish pleasure, her tongue swirling against the tightness of his asshole, around his balls, along the shaft of his cock, which was starting to stiffen up again. Her tongue probed at his asshole, pushing and trying to penetrate. Her hands pulled at his hips as her mouth sucked the crinkle of his asshole. "Mom, you're sucking my asshole!" Jerry gasped. "I know," she said, lifting her face to look at him past his cock and balls. "I know I'm sucking your asshole, baby. What's the matter, don't you like it?" "Ahhhh, yes!" "Wiggle your ass in my face, Jerry," she purred, pressing her mouth against his asshole again, licking wetly at the pucker. Jerry twisted his ass, his mother's hot wet tongue making his asshole crinkle, his balls writhe. He grabbed his cock and began to jerk on it, unable to keep his hands off. Abigail watched his fist above his balls as she licked his asshole, her eyes smoldering with erotic pleasure. Her cunt had become wet again, the hot juices smearing the insides of her long thighs, her clit throbbing with tingling hardness. "Jerry," she whispered throatily. "Will you eat mother's cunt?" "I'll eat anything, Mom," he moaned in passion. "I'll eat your cunt good! I'll suck your wet pussy, lick it... stick my tongue up in you!" "Oooooh, baby!" she sobbed and twisted about, her ass toward his head. She spread her knees above her son's head, her face hovering over his cock. She arched her ass, pushing her cunt outward above his face. "Can you see mother's cunt good this way?" "Ahhhh, yes, Mom!" Jerry stared up at his mother's cunt. He ran his hands up her thighs and over her satiny ass, cupping the cheeks. He spread them wider, and watched with fiery eyes as her cunt pulsated, her asshole puckering. He pushed his fingers to the hairy edges of her slit, and parted it. Opening his mother's cunt up, he swallowed with anticipation to taste it, to push his tongue into the wet heat and fuck her that way. Abigail loved the way her son was looking up at her cunt. One of her hands was stroking his cock, the other under his ass, holding the ass cheek. Her tongue swirled about the smooth head of his cock, her lips kissing hotly at his piss hole. She waggled her ass suggestively at his face, and when she felt her son push his mouth over her cunt, she gasped softly, squirming in his face. She lowered her face, sinking her lips over his cock. With his cock in her mouth, she fondled his balls, twisting her pussy around, rubbing it at her son's face. Jerry buried his face in the juicy heat of his mother's crotch, finding the soft wetness delightful. He held her twisting ass with both hands, but not so tight she couldn't wiggle. He opened his mouth wide, spreading his lips around his mother's hairy cunt, sucking the juices from it. His nose pressed at her tight, crinkling asshole, and his breath excited his mother. Pulling her mouth off his cock, she cried out, "Ohhhh, suck it, baby! Suck mother's cunt! Lap mother's pussy... suck my cunt, Jerry!" Jerry ran his tongue hungrily up and down the fiery slit of her cunt, tasting pussy juices eagerly. He probed his tongue around her swollen clit, swirling hotly. Abigail smashed her cunt down, pressing hard at his mouth, swallowing his cock again. She clutched her son's ass with both hands now, her fingers squeezing as her mouth jerked up and down. Her lips were very tight, hot and wet. She ran her mouth from the smooth head to the base, moaning in rapture when her son thrust his tongue into her cunt, stabbing in and out. She smeared his face, rubbing back and forth on it. He caressed her trembling ass, her thighs, and began to pump his cock up and down, fucking into his mother's willing mouth. Dancing her hot ass about, pumping her cunt into his face, Abigail sucked her son's cock with low moans of ecstasy, licking it often as she lifted her mouth to swirl her tongue about his balls. Smashing her lips hard at the base, she could feel the head of his cock, trying to push into her throat, but it was not long enough. Spreading her knees wide, her crotch open, she stained her cunt to his mouth, feeling his tongue slide in and out. Her pussy flexed and squeezed his tongue as it did his cock. Jerry stretched his mother's cunt as open as he could, pushing his tongue deep, wiggling it against the sensitive tissues, her clit crushed by his bottom lip, his upper lip touching his mother's asshole. It was her son's mouth and tongue sucking her cunt, and the sheer perversity of it created a mindless lust in her. Gasping huskily, she rammed her mouth up and down his cock, fucking him with it, her lips sliding wetly, burning. Her nipples rubbed at his stomach, and she smashed them onto him, her hands gripping his tightening ass, lifting him to take his cock as deep as possible into her mouth. Her naked ass began to whip about, slam up and down. Her cunt made wet sounds, too, wet sucking sounds. She began to squeal around his cock when she felt it throb with a greater hardness. She drew upward on the shaft of his cock hard, holding the head between her lips, sucking bubbling juices out of it, her tongue scraping his piss hole, her throat swallowing. She arched her ass, then rammed down, her movements the same as if she were on top of him with his cock in her cunt. As her son tongue-fucked her deeply, she shoved her long legs out straight, her hot thighs gripping his face, and began to rub and hump his face, grinding her cunt on his mouth. At the same time, she feverishly gobbled his cock, her face darting up and down, her lips stretched around his raging hard-on. She sucked his cock as if she couldn't get enough of it. In a way, she couldn't. She wanted it in her cunt and in her mouth at the same time, but that was impossible. Her stomach became tight as she felt herself getting ready to come. She squirmed against his face harder, moaning around his throbbing cock. The cheeks of her ass bunched and flexed. She loved to feel his fingers between the hot checks of her ass while his tongue started racing in and out of her cunt. With a deep, throaty wail, Abigail smashed her cunt hard into her son's face, his cock deep in her mouth. Her naked body trembled, then shuddered. Her orgasm was tight, very hard. The convulsions of her hairy cunt around his buried tongue made Jerry stab hard and fast, squeezing her ass and putting her pussy as far into his mouth as he could, wanting to make his mother come better than ever. Hot juices ran over his face and down his neck. His breath seared the pucker of her asshole. Abigail came hard, for a long time, holding his hard cock in her mouth, but not sucking. She couldn't suck him now. She couldn't move, only push her cunt as hard as she could into his mouth. When the spasms ended, fading slowly, she gripped his cock tighter with her mouth and pulled her knees back up until she had her shapely ass sticking in the air again, spread with her juicy cunt an inch above his face. Then she started sucking his cock again, bobbing her mouth up and down, wanting to make him come. Jerry tickled his mother's clit with his tongue as she sucked his cock, making her whimper because it was so sensitive. He pushed his cock up, going as far as he could into his mother's mouth. He was starting to groan, his balls tight and aching. As she felt something happening between her legs she was afraid she was going to pee. Jerry would be mad if she did it in his face. With the contractions of her cunt, she spurted a few drops of piss that squirted into Jerry's face. With a cry, she pulled her ass out of his face and stood up, turning around and looking down at him. "What did you do that for, mom?" Jerry said. "Didn't you like what I was doing to you?" "I was about to pee," Abigail giggled. Despite her urge to go to pee in the bathroom she began squirting hot piss. She started sobbing with an intense orgasm by spraying hot piss in quick spurts onto her thighs and floor. CHAPTER FOUR The following day Jerry wanted to stay home from school, but Abigail refused. She wanted him to be with her but school had to come first and she emphasized its importance. After about five minutes she had nothing to do. She thought of calling her husband, Fredrick, and see if he would meet her for lunch, but she knew he would not come. She washed up the small pile of laundry made a shopping list, and then watched a soap opera on television. She undressed and tried on most of her clothes again, selected panties and bras, sorted them and threw away all the old pairs, then realized she would have buy more. If not for Fredrick, she thought with a wicked giggle, she wouldn't have to wear panties at all. By noon, she was beside herself with need. Wanting to do something really wicked, Abigail brought a wooden kitchen chair into the living room, and undressed before the huge plate glass, the drapes wide open. She sat in the chair, the back toward the window, and with her naked tits resting on the top, spread her legs around it and began to play with her cunt, almost hoping someone would come by, the postman perhaps, or a salesman, or even a paperboy. After a few moments, she turned the chair to face the window, spreading her legs wide as she sat down again, her ass pushed over the edge of the seat. Fingering her cunt, sliding her fingers up and down the slit, she closed her eyes, fantasizing that someone was watching her. Working the finger of one hand into her cunt, she used her other hand to rub her inflamed clitoris. Moaning in self-induced pleasure, a movement caught her eye. It had been unexpected despite her exhibitionistic fantasy, and she almost yanked her hands away and clamped her thighs together. But a ripple of ecstasy flooded her, and instead she stabbed her finger into her cunt with more vigor. Her son's face appeared clearly, grinning through the window at her. Abigail grinned widely, motioning him inside, still fucking herself. Jerry came in, standing at her feet watching her, his cock pushing at his jeans. Without saying anything to her son, she cupped his balls, squeezing them in her palm, still fingering herself. Jerry leaned over and fondled his mother's tits, pushing his mouth onto hers. Abigail, purring in pleasure to have her son there, pushed her tongue into his mouth as she opened his pants, puffing his cock free. Clutching his prick, pounding on it, still finger- fucking herself, sucking hungrily at his tongue, Abigail let out a tight, throaty moan, her cunt contracting with orgasm. "Mmmmm, I needed that one," she murmured, slumping back with her legs still spread wide. "It wasn't the best, but I needed it very much." She still held his cock. "What are you doing home, anyway?" "Because of this," he said, pushing his cock into her fist. "I couldn't stay at school with this, Mom." She looked at the head of his cock bulging from her tight fist. "No, you couldn't have." She pulled him to her shoulder, turning her head and licking the flat surface of her tongue over the swollen smoothness, then at the juices dripping out of his piss hole. She mewled in pleasure at tasting his cock. Closing her lips around the head, she sucked back and forth, her eyes twinkling up at his face. Jerry cupped his mother's cheeks, and holding her head still, used her mouth like her cunt, fucking it deeply. Abigail's eyes rolled dreamily as she closed her lips tightly, his cock sliding over her tongue. She gently pulled off his cock, flinging her arms about his hips, squeezing his ass, looking up at him with steamy eyes. "Jerry, put it in mother's cunt! I need to be fucked so badly! Please, darling, fuck mother now, and fuck her hard!" Being in front of the huge window naked was a turn-on for Abigail. This exhibitionistic desire was very strong, and she wanted someone to see her fucking her son... anyone, man or woman. She held her thighs very wide as her son pushed his jeans to his knees, stepping between her legs. Abigail drew her knees up right against her tits, her eyes slitted with wanton hunger. Jerry pushed his cock into her juicy cunt, making her gasp with beautiful sensation. Placing his hands underneath her knees, Jerry stared down at his cock banging in and out of his mother's cunt. Squishy sounds came from her crotch, and low whimpers of ecstasy from her throat. With her eyes closed, wiggling her ass to the pounding rhythm of her son's hard cock, she imagined someone outside the window peeking at them, maybe a man jacking off or a woman with her hand inside her panties, finger-fucking furiously as she fucked her son for their watching enjoyment. "Can you see your cock in mother's cunt, baby?" she panted. "Can you see mother's cunt sucking your hard cock?" "I can see it, Mom!" he gasped, stabbing faster. "Watch your cock fuck mother's cunt! Oooh, I can feel your hot balls slap my ass... slap my asshole! Ahhhh, that's good, Jerry! It feels so good when your balls slap my asshole, your cock so deep in my cunt!" "Wiggle your ass, Mom!" "I am wiggling my ass!" "Shake your hot ass!" "Watch me shake my hot ass, darling!" "Hold your cunt open, Mom!" "Ooooh, I will!" she gurgled, pushing her hands down the back of her thighs, her fingers clawing her pussy wide for his cock. "There... is that wide enough?" "Ahhhh, nice, Mom!" "Ohhhh, yes, baby!" Stretching her pussy, she gasped loudly when the shaft of his cock rubbed the hardness of her clit. "Fuck me!" "I'm fucking you, Mom!" "Fuck me hard! Fuck mother's cunt hard!" "Make your cunt suck my cock!" "It is sucking your cock!" Jerry threw his head, moaning with the wet heat pulsating on the shaft of his buried cock. "Mother's cunt is giving your hard cock a blow job, baby!" "It's eating my prick, Mom!" "Your mother's cunt loves to eat hard cock!" "Ahhhhh, Mom!" "Yes, baby! Oh, my God, yes!" Abigail's naked ass thrashed about, her weight resting on the base of her spine, her ass thrust up to his cock. Her chin pressed down at her chest, and, squealing, she darted her hands off her cunt lips to grab his humping ass, digging into the crack, jerking him forward hard. "I'm almost there!" she screamed. Jerry rammed faster, his face contorting with agonized ecstasy, his balls tight and full, burning as they bounced off her puckering asshole. Abigail's cunt closed about his cock tightly, then expanded as if opening. Her middle finger touched the crinkle of his asshole. "Baby," she whined, "I'm going to finger-fuck you up the tight asshole, and make you fuck my cunt real hard!" "Ahhhh, yes, Mom! Do it!" Abigail pushed her finger into her son's asshole, making him gasp, but it also made his cock jerk deliciously inside her cunt. Crying out in rapture, she plunged her finger back and forth, up his clinging asshole, making her son moan and fuck into her cunt violently, smashing the puffy lips of her pussy and rigid clit. "Fuck my cunt!" "Ohhhh, my asshole, Mom!" "Sweet, hot asshole!" "My balls hurt!" "Those are mother's hot balls!" "You're going to make me come, Mom!" "Ooooh, come right up mother's hot cunt!" Her finger thrust deep, wiggling about. Jerry strained his cock far into his mother's pussy, grunting, his body starting to shake. "Mom... ahhhh, Mom!" "Squirt it!" His cock jerked, and Abigail squealed, then screamed. Her cunt closed about his cock tightly, then she was coming hard, the deep spasm of her pussy gripping him in rippling waves of delicious orgasm. She grunted from the strength of her orgasm, her finger buried up his asshole, his cock throbbing in her cunt. She screamed when she felt the hot gush of his juices spattering into her pussy, his asshole gripping her finger with uncontrolled spasms, his balls pushing hard against her asshole. Spurt after spurt of hot, thick come juice filled her greedy cunt, and the hairy lips sucked hard and hungry on the shaft. Slowly, her body relaxed, and she felt her son's cock softening inside her pussy. She pulled her finger out of his asshole, caressing his trembling ass and thighs, listening to his heavy breathing. She tilted her face up, shoving his shirt high. She nipped at his nipples, her tongue swirling softly and wetly. Her cunt seemed to nibble on his deflated cock. "Jerry," she finally said, her voice low, small, as if she were embarrassed. "Would you do something for mother?" "Anything, Mom," he promised, still breathing fast. "Piss in me," she whispered. "Really?" he asked, looking down into her still smoldering eyes. "You mean it, Mom?" She nodded her head, a tentative smile on her face. "Well... okay," he agreed. Abigail's face became radiant with anticipation, her lips parting as she dipped her head to try and watch. Jerry his hands behind her knees, keeping them at her tits and wide open, looked down at the cunt holding the head of his cock inside. "Ready, Mom?" "Ooooh, yes!" Her breath stopped as she waited eagerly. Her son sighed softly, and she felt a few spurts of hot piss gush into her cunt, and her breath came out explosively, her head jerking up to stare into his excited face. "Can you feel it?" he asked. "God, yes, I can feel it!" she gasped. "Piss in my cunt hard! I want to feel your piss spurt real deep and hard!" Jerry began to piss harder, the stream spewing into her cunt hotly. Abigail sobbed and wiggled her ass, her eyes closing as the ecstasy of this created a wild, perverse pleasure in her. As the stream of his piss gained in force, she began to cry softly, her cunt filling with hot piss. They were so involved in their pleasure; neither noticed that Abigail's fantasy was coming true. Not in the way she wanted, but true, just the same. Standing outside the window, his face pressed against the glass, Fredrick stood watching his wife and son, his mouth gaping with surprise. He had come up the walk, but the flash of movement caught his eyes before he reached the door. He stood trembling as he watched them, at first puzzled by what they were doing, then angry, and finally a very strange feeling of excitement filled him. Images of Abigail panting and writhing in jerry's arms began to run through his fevered brain. Sure, there was some anger, but the idea of his wife fucking his son was very erotic too. He realized that his cock was slowly becoming hard. He watched hotly, his cock swollen inside his pants. He had seen his wife thrust her finger up their son's asshole, and watched as they came with shaking ecstasy, and now he was watching his son piss into his wife's cunt. But Abigail and Jerry didn't know anyone was watching, and certainly would not have expected it to be Fredrick. "Fill mother's cunt up with hot piss, baby!" Abigail whimpered. "Ooooh, it's starting to run out of me!" Her cunt became overfilled, and his piss ran from the hairy slit, glistening on the spreading cheeks of her ass, on her crinkling asshole, spilling to the floor beneath the chair. This could be seen by Fredrick, who was clutching his aching balls tightly, his eyes popping. Abigail ran her hand through the soft hair of her cunt, pulling upward to stretch her pussy on her son's cock, trying to see his piss run from her. She wiggled her ass, giggling wantonly. "It makes me feel like I can come again, Jerry," she moaned. "Ahhh, it's so hot in me! Piss hard as you can in mother's cunt! Ooooh, I can feel your piss dripping over my asshole! Ooooh, it's so good!" "I'm about to stop, Mom." "I can feel it!" She grinned up at him, sliding her hand beneath his balls and feeling his piss drench her hand as it ran from her cunt. A final squirt of piss left his cock, and Abigail let out a wail. "Stick it in my mouth now!" Jerry stood at her shoulder, his cock dripping on her lips. Abigail closed her lips around his cock and began to suck it, moaning, once more stabbing herself in the cunt with her fingers, jerking her crotch up and down. She mouthed her son's wet cock greedily, her tongue sliding about his piss-wet balls between sucks on his cock, her eyes closed as she savored the taste of his piss in her mouth. Outside the window, Fredrick had removed his cock, and was stroking it as he watched his wife and their son. He had not seen such excitement in years. He felt no anger toward them, no disgust, only a thrill that had been missing in his life for some years now. He found himself very, excited to see his wife swallowing their son's cock and fuck herself at the same time. His hairy balls ached with a fullness he had long ago forgotten. Abigail whimpered in pleasure when she felt her son's cock harden between her lips. She looked up at his face, pulled her mouth of his cock. "Jerry, fuck mother's face," she moaned. "Fuck me in my mouth now, baby! Fuck mother's mouth like it was her cunt! Oooohh watch me stab my pussy with my fingers! Come on, baby... fuck mother in the mouth and drown me in your hot, sweet come juice!" Holding his mother's cheeks again, Jerry stared at her fingers plunging into her juicy, piss-filled cunt, and began to fuck her mouth. Abigail whimpered in delight, jerking her naked ass up and down to meet her diving fingers, her tongue scraping the shaft of her son's pulsating cock, her lips burning around the hard shaft. She swallowed as her mouth filled with his dripping juices, moaning hungrily. Her son's young, precious balls bounced off her chin, adding to her wanton pleasure. With his face now pressed against the window, Fredrick stared between his wife's spread-open thighs, gripping his cock tightly in his fist. He watched his son's cock moving in and out of Abigail's mouth, and remembered how that hot, wet mouth had felt on his cock. It was all he could do to restrain himself, wanting to rush into the house and ram his thick cock into his wife's cunt hard, and fuck her wildly while she sucked their son's cock. Jerry slipped his prick faster in and out, gasping as he got ready to spurt into his mother's eager throat. "I'm ready, Mom!" "Mmmmm," Abigail whimpered, and rammed her fingers up her cunt hard, lifting her ass. With a shudder, she began to come, and as her cunt chewed on her fingers with rippling contractions, her son let out a yelp and spewed thick, hot come juice into her mouth. He came so much it dripped from the corners of her mouth before she could swallow it all. In his gushing excitement, Jerry pulled his cock out of her mouth. Abigail protested, her lips wide. On the other side of the window, her husband stared glassy-eyed as he saw his son squirt his come juice into Abigail's open mouth. That was when Jerry saw his father. "Shit!" "Let me have it all!" Abigail cried out, trying to get the head of his cock back into her mouth. But Jerry was turning, running away from her. CHAPTER FIVE Abigail had not seen her husband. He had slipped away before she turned her back from watching Jerry run from the room. She saw no one outside the window, but her son must have, she thought. There was no other reason for his behavior. With her cunt dripping piss, her chin and lips smeared with come juice, she stood up, picking up her scattered clothing, and still frowning over Jerry's sudden run, went to her room and filled the tub. Her flesh was still tingling nicely as she bathed. It had felt so good to fuck and suck her son in front of the huge window, but it would have been much better if someone had seen them. She had a towel wrapped about her waist and was sitting at her dressing table when Jerry came in, his face showing concern. He stepped up behind her and she looked at him in the mirror. Puffing his hands over her shoulders, she curled his fingers over her tits. "Honey, why did you run away?" she asked. "Someone was watching us, Mom," he said. A tremor swept through her. "Was that so terrible?" she purred, smashing his palms into her tits. "I think it was exciting." "Mom, it was..." he couldn't tell her. She waited, but he said no more. "Well, I hope they had as good a time as we did," she said softly, leaning her head against his stomach, rubbing his hands over her tits, her nipples hardening. "Do you want some more pussy now?" Jerry didn't answer, but his eyes glowed and he squeezed her tits. "If only we had been careful, Mom." "Why be careful?" She grinned wickedly at his reflection. "I love to be seen with your cock stuck in me, my mouth or cunt or... asshole." Jerry, despite his fear of being seen by his father, felt his cock stiffen up, and he pushed at his mother's shoulder blades. "Now that you mention it..." He grinned at her in the mirror. "My asshole?" she asked, her eyes taking on a gleam of eagerness. He nodded. "Mmmmm, just talking about it makes mother's asshole crinkle so tightly!" She twisted her head about, kissing just above his belt. "Get those fucking jeans off!" she moaned. "I want you naked, so I can feel everything." Jerry, his cock very hard, scooted his jeans to his feet, kicking them off as his mother stood and moved to her bed. He watched her firm, shapely ass bunch, and his balls throbbed. With her back to him, Abigail palmed her ass and spread the cheeks wide, exposing her puckering asshole to him, waggling her hips with wanton invitation. "There it is, baby," she mewled. "There is one hot asshole ready for your lovely hard cock." Jerry stepped behind his mother, arching his hips forward, staring hotly as he rubbed the head of his cock against the split of his mother's ass, feeling the searing heat of her asshole on the swollen tip of his prick. Abigail whimpered with the contact, twisting her ass. "Do you think you can put it in me standing up?" she panted. "You bet, Mom!" he said hotly, pushing his cock against her tight asshole. "I can put it in you in any position!" "Ooooh, I bet you can!" she purred, showing her ass back as his cock pushed inward, the pressure making her coo softly. Jerry's eyes blazed as he inched his cock into his mother's asshole, watching it stretch for him. Abigail held her breath as she felt her asshole open up, then the head of his cock was past the fiery ring. She moaned softly and arched her ass more, her tits straining out with stiff nipples. As her son held his body still, she eased her asshole back onto the hard prick, groaning softly as her asshole was filled with her son's throbbing cock. "Ooooh, fuck it, baby!" Jerry held his mother's naked tits while running his cock in and out of her asshole, making her shiver and shake. Abigail closed her eyes, the ecstasy burning in her asshole making her cunt seep and drip slippery juices along the insides of her thighs. Her clit bulged and throbbed. Hunching her ass back as her son drove forward, she cried out as her asshole tingled. Releasing one cheek of her ass, she began to rub at her juicy cunt, manipulating her vibrating clit swiftly. Jerry thrust up and down, watching his cock disappear up his mother's asshole, his father forgotten now. His balls were full again, and that was his only concern. "It's so hot, Mom!" "Yes, baby! Mother has a hot asshole for you, a hot cunt for you, a hungry mouth for you! Fuck my ass, darling! Oh, God, fuck my ass good!" She parted her feet on the floor, ramming her ass back and forth. Her long legs trembled and she was getting weak. She leaned over the bed, turning the other cheek of her ass loose to brace herself over the bed. She shook her ass in exciting circles as his cock rammed in and out. She gurgled and mewled, gasped and sobbed. Her tits jiggled from the plunge of his cock, and her palm moved slippery over the puffy lips of her cunt. "You're going to make me fall!" she moaned. "My legs are shaking!" "Get on the bed, Mom." Abigail pulled her asshole off his cock, turning around and falling back on the bed, spreading her legs wide and drawing them to her tits. "Fuck me in the ass this way!" Jerry gazed down at his mother, seeing her hairy cunt open, the pink lips gleaming wetly, her clit standing hard like a tiny cock. Below her cunt, her asshole was winking, crinkling. Abigail shoved her hands beneath her lifted ass, spreading the cheeks wide, looking up at him with fiery eyes. The tips of her fingers touched the pucker, and Jerry moved his cock to it once more. Abigail gasped hotly as she felt her son's cock sliding into her asshole again, and her hands moved off her ass, over her hips and to her cunt. She ran her fingers through the silky thick hair, and feeling her son's cock jerk inside her asshole, she began to twist and pull at her tight clit. "Open your cunt for me!" Jerry panted, working his cock in and out of her gripping asshole. Abigail spread her pussy wide, and Jerry plunged four fingers into her cunt. "Ahhhh, baby!" Abigail cried out. "Oooooh, yes! Fuck mother up the ass with your cock, and fuck my cunt with your fingers!" Ramming his cock up her asshole, Jerry finger-fucked his mother at the same time. Abigail tossed her ass high, jerking her hips around and around, sobbing in agonized ecstasy. The feel of his cock and fingers penetrating her at the time was driving her out of her mind. The heat generated in her naked body was unbelievable, making her mind soar. Every nerve in her crotch was on fire, from the base of her spine to her belly button. Her cunt seemed to be part of the same slit as her asshole, one huge cunt for her son's cock and fingers. Jerry leaned forward, his free hand pushing his mother's knees almost past the sides of her head. Abigail felt doubled over, her spine bent. It was wonderful, exciting. She twisted her uplifted ass wildly, urging her son to fuck her in the ass as hard as he could, deep as he could. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Abigail cried, swinging her ass in a frenzy. "Ram it to me! Ram that big hard cock right up my hot fucking asshole. Jerry! Fuck mother in that hot asshole... fuck my cunt with your fingers! Oooh, you're making me burn up... making my asshole burn... my cunt burn! Ahhhh, give it to me! Give it all to me!" "I want to taste it!" Jerry gasped, yanking his cock out of her asshole, leaning down and closing his open mouth around his mother's hairy, juicy cunt, his tongue lapping up and down the slit, wetly and noisily. "Ooooh, suck my pussy!" Abigail gasped. "Suck mother's cunt!" Jerry rammed his tongue into her pussy, tonguing it rapidly, then sucked on her clit hard. "Ahhhh... uhhhh!" Abigail sobbed, and banged her cunt at his mouth. "So fast! So fucking fast! I'm coming, Jerry! Tongue-fuck my cunt!" Jerry sucked and licked as his mother came, and when the spasms began to fade, he lifted his smeared face and drove his cock into her asshole swiftly, feeling it grip his cock as she screamed loudly. "I'm still coming! Oh, my God, Jerry!" Abigail's asshole grabbed at her son's cock like a steel vise, squeezing very hard. He grunted in pleasure as he pumped deeply, staring down at her hairy, open cunt, watching the wet lips vibrate as she came over and over. Abigail tossed her naked ass up and down, her asshole riding Jerry's cock frantically, the friction keeping the contractions strong. Her clit felt as if it was bursting from her body. "Deeper, deeper!" she screamed. "Go deeper, Jerry! Ohhh, my God... ram that sweet, hard cock up mother's ass and out of my cock sucking mouth! Oooooh, ram me... stab me... fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Abigail threw her arms behind her knees, pulling her ass high, trying mindlessly to get her cunt against her own mouth. Jerry was up on the bed with her now, standing on his knees, leaning forward, driving his cock in and out of her fiery asshole relentlessly, gasping heavily. The slaps of his lower body against the widely spread cheeks of his mother's satiny ass sounded like gun shots. Each lunge of his cock shook her, made her cry out in rapture. Her back felt ready to break, and she didn't care as long as he kept ramming his cock into her clutching asshole. It felt as if the swollen head penetrated her stomach. Jerry braced himself by putting his hands on the backs of his mother's thighs, and watched his cock stretch her light brown asshole. Her cunt was still twitching, juices flowing from it through the soft hair of her cunt toward her stomach. Feverishly, Abigail ran her hands through her pussy hair, then licked her fingers quickly, tasting her cunt as her son pounded and thrust with increasing vigor into her asshole. She ran one hand through the juices in her pussy hair, and as she licked it off, she ran the other through it, letting her son suck those fingers. "Taste my cunt!" she sobbed. "Fuck my ass and taste my cunt!" She slipped two fingers along the edges of her asshole, feeling his cock slide between them, squealing as she felt a more powerful orgasm swelling inside her body. She quickly pulled her fingers from around the shaft of his cock and began to finger-fuck herself wildly. "I'm going to come again!" she shrieked. "Ohhhhh... ahhhh, my ass, my cunt... everything is on fire! I'm going to come again, Jerry!" An ear-shattering screech came from, her when the convulsion struck, almost shattering her emotionally. Jerry could no longer control himself. His balls were on fire, aching, swollen. His cock was jerking inside the ring of his mother's asshole, and he gave in to the overwhelming urge, and stabbed deep and hard, straining as his cock spurted, sending hot, rapid spurts of come juice deep into his mother's grinding ass. They clung to each other, Jerry leaning over her high ass, for a long, trembling time. Slowly, taking deep, shuddering breathes, Abigail lowered her ass, mewling as her son's cock was pulled from it. She drew him onto her naked body; smearing wet kisses over his face, her legs locked around his. "God, it just gets better and better!" she moaned, flinging her arms and legs outward, letting him up. "I didn't think it was possible to get any better, but it is." Jerry lay on his side, his head held up by a bent elbow, looking into his mother's radiant face, watching her eyes sparkle. "Mom, I've got to tell you," he said. "You can tell me anything," she purred, running her hand over his chest. "You're not going to like it," he said. Abigail frowned. "You know we were being watched in the chair, in front of the window," he said. "Yes, you told me, but I didn't see anyone. Does it really matter? I think it's exciting to be caught with your cock in me." "I did, too," he said. "But not by the person who saw us." "Jerry, stop being so mysterious," she said, caressing his cheek. "Tell me who it was. Whoever it was, we can handle it." "I don't think so, Mom." Abigail sat up, grabbing her son by his balls. Grinning wickedly, she said, "Now either you tell me, or I'm going to pull your balls off." "Mom, it was Dad." Abigail's hand tightened on his balls, then she quickly pulled it away. Her eyes became wide, and her mouth opened. "No," she whispered. "It wasn't Fredrick. Jerry, you were mistaken, it was not your father. He's at work... he's always at work." "Not this time," Jerry said, shaking his head. "He was staring at you sucking my cock, Mom, and he saw me come in your mouth." A shudder swept through her naked body, and fear came into her face. She looked around the bedroom as if she would find her husband there. She looked at her son, into his eyes, and knew he wasn't teasing her. Fredrick had caught her, caught her sucking their son's cock off. It was what she had been afraid of. CHAPTER SIX During the following week, Abigail was very nervous. She watched her husband closely at breakfast, waiting for him to drop the hammer. He still came in late from the office, and although she couldn't sleep, Abigail pretended she was, not wanting to face her husband. He never said a word, never gave any indication that he knew what she was doing with Jerry. The longer her husband was silent, the more nervous she became. She loved Fredrick very much and didn't want to lose him, nor anything else. Despite knowing she was in a precarious position, she could not leave her son, nor her daughter, alone. She knew her son had told her the truth, that Fredrick had seen them, and she couldn't understand why her husband had said nothing about it. He acted as if nothing had changed, always kissing her cheek in the morning as he left for work, waving at their son. Everything was as before, no outward awareness, no sly looks in her direction. "Why doesn't he say something?" Abigail complained to Jerry. "I'm about to go out of my mind." "I don't know, Mom," Jerry said, "But Dad saw us — I know that." It was a little after noon, and Jerry had, at her request, come home from school during the lunch break. She had tried to keep from it, but her needs had been too strong. Afraid Fredrick would catch them again, she still needed her son very much, needed his cock in her. It was dangerous, foolish, but she couldn't help it. She stroked his thigh, leaning on his shoulder. Jerry's arm was around her neck, cupping a firm tit. Her skirt was halfway up her thighs, and his hand slowly caressed the satiny flesh. His cock, forever hard and ready, bulged in his pants, and Abigail watched it throb, her anticipation of taking it out and feeling it making her shiver in pleasure. "I know how crazy this is," she said, tracing her fingertips along the concealed bulge of his cock, "but I can't stay away from you, from your wonderful cock, Jerry. If I don't get it often, I think I'll lose my mind." "Dad won't be coming home early all the time, Mom," he said, squeezing her tit, sliding his hand under her skirt to the edge of her panties. "We just have to be more careful, that's all." "Why hasn't Judy been coming home?" she asked, closing her fingers around his cock, feeling it inside his pants. "Last week she was home as often as you, but this week we've hardly seen her. Even in the evenings she seems to have things to do, always visiting someone. I thought your sister loved this as much as we do." "Judy has become a little mysterious, lately," Jerry said. "She don't tell me anything either. I did fuck her yesterday, though, at school." "How in the world did you two do that?" "We snuck into one of the empty offices," Jerry said. "We needed it kinda bad, so we done it." "Did Judy ask you, or did you ask her?" "I asked her." Abigail opened her son's pants and pulled his cock out, then lifted his balls. She pushed her face down his chest, his stomach. Sliding her moist, hot lips along the shaft of his cock to his balls, she kissed them tenderly, then dragged the tip of her tongue over them, tasting the subtle scent of sweat. She opened her lips and closed them around one of his balls, sucking it gently. Jerry drew his hand off her thigh and cupped her tit, fondling it as she mouthed his balls, rubbing his cock on her face. Sliding off the couch to her knees in front of her son, she lapped up and down the shaft of his throbbing hard- on, her eyes glazing with pleasure. As she took the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking softly, Jerry opened his belt and pushed his pants down. His mother mewled in delight and swallowed his hot prick deeply, her lips smashed into the wiry hair at the base. Jerry ran his hands through his mother's hair, holding the back of her head, lifting his cock upward, feeling it rub into the back of her throat. He enjoyed seeing his cock inside his mother's mouth. "Mom," he said, watching her pull her stretched lips up his cock, "did Dad ever like to watch?" Abigail pulled her mouth off his cock, looking up at him. "You mean watch this? I don't know. He used to enjoy watching me suck his cock, but I don't think watching me sucking another cock would turn him on. Why do you ask?" "It was just a thought," he said, pulling her mouth back onto his cock. His father seemed to enjoy what he had seen them doing. Whatever his father was up to, Jerry knew it was his way of letting his mother know he understood. Suddenly he had the feeling that his father was watching him again. "Fredrick! Oh good Lord Jesus Christ!" Abigail gasped. Her eyes widened with shock as she stared at the figure of her husband in the doorway. Fredrick walked across the room to stand next to the bed, leaving the door wide open behind him. "Well, Abigail, I see you couldn't restrain yourself any longer, could you? Mom and Son in bed together! If I could see a sight like this I'd come home early from work more often!" Abigail blushed furiously and opened her mouth in an effort to offer a helpless explanation, but there was no explanation. Then she realized that her husband was smiling at her. He wasn't upset at all. He looked as if he actually enjoyed it! He didn't mind that he'd just caught her in bed with Jerry, fucking their only boy. "I didn't mean to stop you, honey," Fredrick muttered. He stepped closer to the bed and folded his hands around the swelling length of his cock in his pants, staring blatantly at the lips of his wife's pussy as they wetly encased his teenage son's throbbing dick. "Why don't you go ahead and finish what you were doing?" "You want to watch me fucking, don't you?" Abigail asked huskily, licking her lips lasciviously. "You want to see me fucking another man, isn't that right, Fredrick? Even our son!" "That's right, Abigail," Fredrick replied evenly. He turned slightly, winking at Jerry. "Go ahead, Son. What kind of man are you, anyhow? I didn't bring you up to lie around like that. Go ahead and give your mother's pussy a nice, hard fucking. Horny women have to be satisfied, now don't they?" Jerry grinned broadly at his dad, as if the two of them were sharing a secret joke. "Go ahead, Abigail," Fredrick said coaxingly. He unbuckled his belt buckle and pulled down his zipper. Withdrawing his hardened pole, he wrapped his hand around it and eagerly began to jerk off to the sight of his wife in bed with his son. "Go ahead and fuck him. I know you want to, so go ahead! Fuck your pussy with Jerry's nice big cock!" His hands thrust tenderly into the spongy whiteness of her breasts, milking hungrily at the milky flesh of her big tits. At the same time his ass began to hump rhythmically off the bed. Then Abigail felt his long stiff tool fucking into her, reaming out her dripping pussy slit with long eager strokes of his burningly pulsing prick. "Oh, Jerry," Abigail whimpered, her eyes fluttering dazedly with her burning lust. "Oh, Jerry, that feels so good... do it harder, darling, you've got such a big cock... I'm getting horny again... oh, yes... Jerry... oh oh... unnhhhhh!" END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 58