Tale of two mothers

“Walter!”

Patty brushed her long, wavy blonde hair out of her eyes and glowered angrily at her son’s bedroom door.

“Walter, I know what you’re doing in there! I am absolutely sick of listening to you jacking off in your room every day! Walter, are you listening?”

Her teenage son didn’t answer. The rhythmic thumping continued louder than ever, the sound of the headboard banging against the wall as Walter eagerly beat his peter, flailing his fist up and down his stiff, aching cock.

Walter!”

Patty swore and rapped angrily on the door. She was thirty-one and gorgeous, with wide blue eyes complementing her blonde hair, and a slim, stacked, big-titted body.

“Walter, pay attention to me!”

Walter groaned, and then the headboard started thumping against the wall even more quickly. He was probably on the verge of spraying a load of cum all over his chest. Patty turned from the door, blushing fiercely as she retreated down the hall. She was dressed casually, in jeans and a blue work shirt that gave her large, braless tits plenty of room to jiggle and bounce. It was the sort of outfit that any normal housewife would have worn around the home, but she didn’t feel normal. For one thing, she was divorced now. The house and her modest monthly alimony checks were all she had to remember her long marriage to her husband. For another thing, she had a handsome young son who was obsessed with jacking off.

It had started six months before, after the divorce. Walter was an unusually handsome young lad of sixteen, tall and muscular, with a bulging crotch that Patty, in spite of her embarrassment, had been unable not to notice. Patty had read that the sex drive of growing boys can be very strong, but that hadn’t prepared her for the fact that Walter’s peter seemed to be stiff and bulging most of the time. She supposed her appearance had something to do with it. Patty was slimmer than average, with long legs and a cute, girlishly round ass.

But her tits were big. Her body had always made men horny, and Patty was afraid that her only child was no exception. She had been mortified to see his peter swelling many times in the past six months, when she caught him ogling her figure.

At least he could try to restrain himself, Patty thought. Or at least be quiet about wanting to play with himself so much. It was three – thirty in the afternoon now, and Walter had been home for a half hour. He’d literally run upstairs as soon as he’d walked through the door with an obscene-looking bulge tenting through his slacks. Two minutes later, the thumping had started. She heard it at least four times a day now. She’d tried to talk to him about it, both gently and sternly, but he just wouldn’t listen. All he said was that he couldn’t keep from rubbing his peter as soon as it started to get stiff.

Well, he was just going to have to learn to ignore it, Patty thought suddenly. Impulsively she went to the hall closet, finding the key to Walter’s bed-room door hanging on a nail. She went back to his room, knowing full well that she was about to catch her boy in the act. It wasn’t normal for a lad to play with himself so much. Walter simply had to learn to control his sexual desires.

Patty let herself into his room. It took Walter a moment to notice that she’d come in. As she’d expected, he was lying on his back with his pants around his ankles. A jar of baby oil stood prominently on the nightstand beside his bed. The youth’s tongue lolled obscenely out of the corner of his mouth as he worked his fist feverishly on his peter, whipping his hand up and down his throbbing, straining peter.

Patty looked at it. It was the first time she’d seen her son’s naked, stiff peter at least since he had grown up; in spite of herself, she couldn’t help being curious. She’d imagined that he’d have a relatively small peter, even though he was almost grown.

Patty instantly saw that she was wrong. Walter’s peter was huge. Stiffly the long, fat peter shaft rose out of his peter curls, at least nine inches long and as thick around as her wrist. The peter knob was as big as a small apple, bloated and glistening with oozing peter cream. Instantly the divorce, sexually – frustrated mother felt a shameful new craving throbbing in her pussy. She had never imagined that seeing her own son’s stiff peter would make her pussy feel so wet and hot. “All right, Walter. Stop it right now!” Walter raised his head and finally saw that she was with him in the room. He sighed, releasing his peter and folding his hands behind his head. He made no effort to cover his stiff swinging peter, and the peter shaft continued to buck and pulse over his stomach. Patty sat beside her child on the bed, trying not to stare at his peter. She felt her nipples stiffening and poking through the work shirt. She wished she’d worn a bra to prevent her enormous tits from jiggling in front of her son.

“Since when did you start barging in on me when my door’s locked?” Walter grumbled. “Can’t I even have privacy?”

“You know perfectly well I was knocking a moment ago. I think that’s sufficient justifi-cation for using the key. Walter, you know this is something we need to talk about. All you ever do these days is jerk off. It’s not normal. You’re not going to develop normally if you spend all your time rubbing your peter and making it cum.” “I can’t help it,” Walter grinned. “My peter gets hard, and I feel like rubbing it. What’s wrong with that?”

“Don’t you know any young girls who could–” Patty blushed, stopping short of telling her son to find a horny girl to fuck. “– who could help you think more about normal things?”

“You mean like fucking?” Walter’s grin broadened. “Shit, Mom, I fuck a lot of girls. If you want, I can bring one home tomorrow and fuck her right here. I just like rubbing my peter a lot. It feels good too.”

“You…you could at least pull up your pants when your own mother is talking to you. This is very embarrassing.”

“Well, you’re the one who wanted to talk, Mom. I don’t want to stop jacking off now. I’ve had a big load in my nuts all day. I need to cum bad!”

And then the hung son shocked her again, sliding his hand down to again tightly grip his peter. The astonished mother couldn’t help staring at his tremendous peter as he started beating his meat again, slowly and very hard, groaning as he moved his fist up and down the oversized length of his peter.

“Walter! Walter, for God’s sake!” Patty gasped at him, overwhelmed with both anger and an irresistible, incestuous lust. “How…how dare you do that in front of me! You take your hand off your peter this instant!”

“I don’t want to, Mom. It feels good.”

And then Walter stared openly at her tits, sighing as he watched the huge, spongy tits swaying slightly under her shirt. “Man, you sure have a pair of big ones, Mom. Sometimes I like to think about sucking them when I jerk off. It’s even better looking at them at the same time.” “Walter!”

Patty was so shocked that she knew she had to make her boy stop beating his peter that instant. She dropped her hand, intending to pull his finger off of his peter. But Walter withdrew his hand at the same time.

The next thing Patty knew, her hand was filled with the hot stiffness of Walter’s peter.

“Ummm, that feels good, Mom! Why don’t you rub it for me?”

“You little bastard!”

And then Patty started doing it. She didn’t know what had come over her, what had prompted her to begin the worst possible sin with her son. Her pussy was very wet, throbbing so in her panties that she could hardly think straight. She felt overwhelmed by anger, frustration and a wanton, uncon-trollable lust. Walter just lay there, smiling as he submitted to his sex- starved mother’s hand job. Patty stared openly at his huge peter now, grimacing as she whipped her right hand up and down the peter as fast as she could. “Does this feel good? Is this what you want me to do to you, Walter? Your very own mother, are you really so disgust-ing that you want your own Mommy to jack on your peter like this?

“Do you want Mommy to suck it too? You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You’d like your own mother to put your peter in her mouth and swallow your hot cum!”

Walter responded by pushing her hand away, swinging around to sit up on the edge of the bed. He looked at her pointedly, then grinned, snapped his fingers, and pointed arrogantly at his aching peter.

“Yeah, that’s what I want, all right. Why don’t you get on your knees right now, Mom? My peter needs a good sucking right away!” “You filthy, shameful, little boy –”

And then her words trailed off as she did what her son requested, dropping to her knees in front of him and confronting the huge, aching length of his peter. Patty realized that she was breathing very hard, and that she could feel her heartbeat in her pussy better even than she could feel it in her chest. She felt as if she’d lost all control of herself, as if it were no longer possible to distinguish between what she was really doing now and what she might have dreamed about. She couldn’t believe that she was actually going to shove her own son’s peter down her throat and swallow his spewing cum.

Patty wrapped her fingers tightly around his throbbing peter, sliding her fist to the root. She stared intently at the rosy, puffy peter knob for several seconds, seeing how the pussy fat crown glistened with sticky spunk. The wanton mother lowered her head, pres-sing her lips to his piss pussy. shamefully she thrust out her tongue, eagerly licking the tasty peter juice from the tingling tip of his peter.

“Unnggh! That feels good, Mom!” Walter writhed on the edge of the bed, holding her head with both hands. “Put it in your mouth, Mom! Suck it! Unggh, suck it good!”

Patty shut her eyes, trying to block out the knowledge that she was now the kind of mother who gave blow jobs to her very own son. Gradually she let her lips slide onto his pulsing peter fuck organ, slurping in inch after inch of his throbbing peter. She stopped when she’d inhaled over a third of it, when she would have choked herself if she’d tried to swallow any more of his peter.

Then the horny mother started sucking the peter extremely hard, keeping her eyes closed as she nursed contentedly on the aching stiffness of his hard-on. An absurd voice in the back of her mind still tried to justify what she was doing. She was showing him how awful he’d feel if he let his own mother suck his peter.

Patty sucked the tasty peter harder shock-ing herself with her eagerness to mouth and slurp her own child’s peter. She forced her face closer to his hairy crotch base, gagging herself, dying to swallow all of his peter in one swallow. The huge peter responded to her hard, wet sucking by growing even bigger and stiffer. The peter knob puffed up obscenely, pulsating on the roof of her gullet. “Ummlllppp,” Patty gurgled. Her lewd, slurping sounds of peter sucking contentment had become very loud too, filling up the bedroom.

Feverishly she started bobbing her head up and down, fucking her mouth with her boy’s peter. Her fingers tightened on the root of his peter. Then she furiously started jacking his peter as she sucked the tip, swirling and basting her tongue around the mushroom-shaped crown, lapping up the salty spunk as it dribbled out of his enor-mous, aching peter.

“Mom, I’m going to cum soon!” Walter groaned. “Unggh! I can feel it, Mom! It’s really going to be a big one! Oh, suck it, suck me hard! You’re such a fantastic peter sucker!”

The shocking, disgusting compliment was music to her ears. Patty felt her face redden as she started sucking peter as hard as she could, rapidly puckering and bellowing her cheeks around the cum laden stiffness of his peter. Her fist was a blur, whacking up and down his hard-on. She was desperate to nurse a heavy, spurting load out of his peter, to be forced to swallow as fast as she could to gulp down all of her son’s cum.

“Swallow it, Mom! Cuming, cuming!”

He clutched her head, thrusting his hips off the bed, fucking his peter shaft another inch between her lips. Patty started to gag, but then, at last, her horny peter sucking efforts were finally rewarded. A tremendous shower of spunk blasted out of his swollen Peter head, squirting and splattering down his cum-loving mother’s throat.

“Ummmllppp!” Patty gurgled.

The peter juice was spewing into her mouth, squirting on her tonsils and running down her throat. Feverishly she clung to the enor-mous, cream shooting peter, loving the taste of her young son’s cum. Shamefully, the horny mother started sucking, jacking and swallowing all at the same time, not wanting to release her boy’s peter until she’d sucked every droplet of cream from the crown of his peter.

After nearly a half-minute, the cum explo-sion was over, and the stacked blonde mother had her belly full of peter juice she’d secretly craved. She raised her head from her son’s crotch, dazed and desperately horny, running her tongue around her mouth to lick up the cream. Patty was breathing hard, and her pussy was so wet that it had completely soaked her panty crotch band.

Walter’s peter was still very hard, and throbbing in front of her face. Patty’s pussy spammed as she suddenly imagined the huge, fat pussy pleaser plowing into her hairy pussy, ramming deeply in and out her pussy. I hope you’re satisfied, Walter,” she panted. “You actually got Mommy to suck your peter for you. I suppose now you want to do other things with Mommy too.”

Walter grinned, nodding. Patty rose to her feet, fumbling with her shirt buttons, unable to stop staring at her child’s enormous peter.

“Then I think you’d better take off the rest of your clothes, Walter. Now that we’ve begun, we’d better get these disgusting desires out of your system once and for all.”

Walter grinned again, kicking off his shoes and sliding his pants off the rest of the way. All he had on now was his shirt, and he didn’t need to take that off to give his Mom the hard fucking she needed. He sat up, watching her strip. Patty felt a flush of pride as she shrugged the shirt off, revealing her tits.

“You like Mommy’s tits, don’t you, Walter?” she asked. Patty ran her hands up her slim waist, cupping the tits and kneading them lasciviously. The nipples capping the creamy C cuppers were very wide and red, with stiff, protuberant tips. Patty kicked off her shoes and undid her jeans. Then, naked except for her panties, she joined her son on the bed.

“You can go ahead and suck Mommy’s tits now, Walter. I suppose you’ve been thinking about that when you jack off too.”

Walter just nodded. He knelt beside her, filing his hands with her firm tits. Hungrily he kneaded and squeezed the tremendous tits, rolling them, and fanning his thumbs across the nipples. Patty shuddered as the pleasure of the tit massage went straight into her pussy.

“You — you can suck them if you like,” she panted.

Walter sprawled on top of her, opening his mouth wide to engulf one straining nipple. Feverishly he started slurping on her enormous tit, sucking and puckering his cheek, just as he’d once nursed milk out of her tits as a suckling baby. Patty whimp-ered, the need in her pussy growing stronger by the second. She tenderly cradled her loving son’s head, encouraging him to suck her tits as much as he liked.

“You — you can touch my pussy now,” she whispered. “I suppose you want to do that too.”

Walter slid his hand down, moving it betwe-en her thighs to press his finger against her pussy. Then he stopped tit-sucking and looked triumphantly into her eyes.

“Man, Mom! You’re really dripping!”

Patty blushed. She’d known her pussy was wet, but she didn’t know it was so wet that even her inner thighs were slick with her oozing pussy oils. Walter seemed fasci-nated by his Mom’s hot, creamy pussy. He grasped her panties and pulled them off, and the panty crotch stuck to her wet, throbbing pussy. Now his stacked, sexy mother was completely naked. Walter spread her thighs apart, staring at the wet, throbbing pussy that had birthed him so many years before.

“What are you looking at me like that for, Walter?” Patty panted. “Why don’t you just go ahead and ram you peter into me right now? I know that’s what you want to do, even if I am me.”

“Wanna lick it first,” Walter Mumbled.

And then he sprawled between her long legs, pushing up her thighs to give his mouth better access to her throbbing, tasty pussy slit. It took the naked mother a minute to even understand that her son wanted to suck her pussy. Then she shuddered, biting her lip as she felt the first pressure of his tongue sluicing tentatively between the fra-grant folds of her pussy.

“Ugh! Oh, Walter! What … what are you doing that for, Walter? Ugh! Ugh!”

Walter was too busy licking to reply. He obviously loved the taste of her pussy, loved the way it felt to move his tongue busily up and down her pink, juice-glistening pussy. Patty instantly felt afraid of how she might act now. She’d been horny enough before Walter went down on her. She didn’t know how outlandishly she might behave if he made her already aching pussy even wetter and itchier with his tongue.

“No, Walter! You….ugh….you don’t have to lick Mommy’s pussy! Ugh! Just fuck me, Walter. I now that’s what you want!”

Walter didn’t answer. He held her pussy lips open with his fingers, allowing him to thrust his tongue deeper into her wet, fragrant pussy. The fuck cream kept running out of her pussy depths, and her clit was very fat and swollen, protruding at the top of her fur-fringed pussy slit.

Walter moved his tongue higher, proving his skill as a pussy licker as he began swabbing his Mom’s clit from side to side. The naked mother squealed, clutching his head with both hands. Then she urgently started thr-usting and fucking her hips off the bed, urgently fucking her wet pussy onto his face.

“Yes, Walter,” she cried hoarsely. “Ugh! Mommy needs sucking now! Mommy needs sucking bad! Ugh! Lick Mommy’s clit, Walter! Oh, suck it, suck it good, make me cum!”

Walter kept licking and kissing, pausing to rub his face on the dense, platinum colored curls that covered her lower belly in a rich moss. Now he straightened his fingers, pushing them into the narrow, clinging interior of her pussy channel. Patty shud-dered as her son started jacking off her throbbing pussy, licking directly on her clit at the same time. “Suck it, Walter! Oh, please!” Walter took her clit between his lips. He sucked it gently but forcefully, slurping on it, at the same time pumping his fingers rapidly in and out of her pussy. Patty felt the cum welling up deep inside of her, making her nipples and ass tingle as the preorgas-mic sensations violently pleasured her pussy body. Then she was cuming, cuming uncontrollably, while her very own son sucked her pussy.

“Eat it, Walter! Unnggh! Lick it, lick me! Cuming, cuummmiiinnnggg!”

Her throbbing pussy jerked and spewed, giving her child a mouthful of pussy juice to lick and suck up. Walter kept sucking her clit and jacking her off, guiding her through the peak of her orgasm. It was nearly a minute before the spasms subsided. By then, Patty had an aching need deep, deep inside her pussy that she’d never felt before. She desperately need to feel her son’s fat, meaty peter pounding into her pussy as fast as he could shove it in.

“You… you can fuck me Walter. I know that’s what you really want. Go ahead, Walter. Shove it in. Hurry!”

Walter mounted his naked mother, crawling up between her thighs with his dripping peter pulsing over his stomach. Impatiently Patty reached down, grasping the peter shaft and directing the peter knob to her pussy. She whimpered and bit her lip as she felt the meaty peter boring into her and stretching her pouty pussy lips to bursting around the invading thickness of his peter.

“Unnggh! Oh, you’ve really got a fat one, Walter! Unnggh! You’re really going to have to stuff it in, aren’t you? Go ahead. Unggh! Shove it up Mommy’s pussy, honey. Hurry, hurry!

Walter spread his knees apart, to put his hips in the best position to hammer in his peter. Then he started stroking, in and out, fucking his organ deeper into she with every stroke. Patty raised her head, looking down, watching the veined peter shaft goosing in and out of her clinging pussy. The sight was violently exciting. She started humping and wiggling her round little ass, thrusting her throbbing pussy onto Walter’s huge peter.

“You… you can fuck me deeper, Walter,” she panted. “Go ahead, Walter. Fuck Mommy’s tight pussy just as deep as you can!” Walter started stroking harder, making she grimace and shudder as he really started nailing his peter into her clinging, throbbing pussy. At last it was all the way inside her, buried to the balls in her pussy. Patty had never felt so stuffed with hard peter in her life.

Her pussy was sucking and spasming uncontrollably now, constantly nursing around the huge, belly-probing stiffness of his peter. Walter lay motionless on top of her for several seconds. He let his elbow bend, crushing her huge tits under his descending chest.

“Fuck me Walter!”

The intensity of her incestuous desire becoming more apparent, Patty parted her legs as high as she could and locked her calves together across his back. Then she started wiggling and humping like a bitch in heat, frantically fucking her tight, wet pussy onto her son’s peter.

“I said fuck me, Walter! Mommy’s awfully horny now! Fuck me, fuck me good!”

Walter pulled out, withdrawing until only the crown of his bloated, dripping hard-on distended her pussy lips. He shuddered as he came down hard again, again spearing every inch of his hard peter into her pussy. By then Patty was humping like a sex-starved machine, her huge tit mounds bouncing and quivering as she pistoned her pussy onto her son’s peter. Walter met her rhythm, slamming his peter deeply into her buttery, sucking pussy.

“That’s right, Walter! Unngggh! Oh, shit, do it harder, fuck Mommy’s pussy as hard as you can!” Patty wrapped her arms around his shoulders, hugging him tight, gasping and squealing as her pussy spasmed uncontrol-lably around his peter. “Fuck me, Walter! Fuck me!”

Walter panted on her shoulder, and then he started fucking she as hard as he could. Relentlessly he worked his hips between her thighs, grunting as he rammed his giant, arrow-like peter into the gooey depths of her sucking pussy. Already the horny mother could feel the second series of spasms welling up in her loins, making her ravished, peter-filled fuck pussy suck even tighter around Walter’s peter.

“Mommy’s cuming again, honey! Fuck me, fuck your horny mother! Unnggh! Cuming, Walter! I’m cuming!”

Her pussy burst lusciously into orgasm, oozing out fuck cream, the narrow pink walls gripping and contracting around her son’s tremendously hard peter. Walter collapsed on top of her, ramming his peter in to the hilt. Then the second load of cum cream gushed out of his peter. Patty felt it spraying and spewing, erupting deep inside her pussy, deluging her womb with a hot, soothing load of jizz.

Hornily she flexed her fuck muscles around the erupting peter, helping her child drain the reservoir in his balls completely in her pussy. But she could already feel her guilt, shame and disgust returning now that she’d succumbed to the craving to give her pussy to her own son. This would be the first time, she thought, and also the last. She simply couldn’t live with herself if she continued to relieve her own son’s peter every time it got achey and stiff.

Chapter Two:

Patty refused to fuck her son again that day, as often as he pestered her for another chance to slide his seemingly always hard peter into her pussy. Refusing him wasn’t easy. She spent most of the evening finger fucking, locked in her room and feverishly rubbing her wet pussy, all to thoughts of the joy she’d experienced with her son’s huge peter.

The next morning, Walter came to the breakfast table completely naked, with an enormous throbbing hard-on that was already leaking tasty looking cum juice. He made a valiant effort to fuck she again, squeezing and fondling her body as she served him breakfast, making her look at his magnificent peter. Again, Patty turned him down.

Again, she had to spend the next several hours finger fucking. She knew it was worth the effort. Her torrid fuck and suck session the day before had been a one-time degenerate episode that could never be repeated. What kind of mother spread her legs and opened her pussy for her very own child?

Early that afternoon, Patty dressed and went shopping. The first thing she heard when she let herself back into the house was the frantic moaning and screaming upstairs. Patty just stood there, unable to believe her ears, instantly feeling her pussy growing wet, hot and sticky under her panties. Then she remembered what her son had said the day before. He’d decided to keep his promise. He’d brought home some young girl to fuck.

“Oh, fuck me, Walter!” The girl was obviously in the throes of ecstasy. She sounded very young. “Unngh! Oh, fuck me with your peter, fuck me hard! Make me cum, Walter!”

Patty put the groceries on the kitchen counter. She was trembling. She went upstairs, her mind already filing with obscene images, of her hung son slamming his dripping peter into some lucky little slut’s gooey pussy.

The voices grew louder. Her son’s bedroom door was open. Patty told herself not to look, told herself that the sight of her son fucking another girl would again put her incestuous lust for him over the edge. Patty couldn’t help herself. She stood in the open door, staring in.

The girl was young, blonde and slinky. She was on top of Walter, who laid on his back, smiling up at her, his hands folded behind his head. The girl had a very quick, nimble ass, and she was now gyrating it in frenzy, frantically pistoning her wet little pussy up and down Walter’s peter.

“Gonna cum,” the girl panted. She clutched Walter’s shoulders, shuddering as she slammed her hairy little fuck pussy onto the base of his peter. “Fuck me, Walter. Love your peter, Walter! Fuck me, fuck me….”

“Get out,” Patty hissed.

“Oh, shit!” the girl said.

The girl leapt off the bed, making Walter’s peter slide out of her pussy with an obscene popping sound. Patty advanced on her menacingly. Thirty seconds later, the anonymous little slut was gone, having set a potential world record in wiggling into her clothes and dashing down the stairs.

She was alone in the house with her son again. Patty stood at the foot of the bed, breathing hard, staring at her son’s enormous peter.

“What was the meaning of that?”

“I was horny,” Walter shrugged, with a grin. “I told you I might bring some chick over, Mom. I mean, if you won’t fuck me anymore, why shouldn’t I?”

“You’re disgusting,” Patty hissed. “A girl that age, fucking her like that right in your room. With the door wide open. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Can’t you ever think about anything but your peter?”

“Nope. Matter of fact, I’m thinking about it right now. Why don’t you let me fuck your tight pussy again, Momma? Shit, I’d rather shoot my cum up your pussy than that chick’s any day.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“Come on, Mom.”

He got off the bed, naked, his peter wagging obscenely before him as he advanced on his chaste, secretly sex- starved mother. Patty just stood there. She knew she could have left, or yelled at him again. But watching Walter’s gigantic peter boring into the young girl’s pussy had made her so, so horny. Her pussy was throbbing again, beating as it oozed juice into her panties. Patty needed a good fucking very, very badly.

“Take your hands off of me,” she said feebly.

But she didn’t mean it, and they both knew it. Walter led her to the bed. He put her on her back, letting she lie there as he stripped off her clothes. Her large, stiff-nippled tit melons wobbled tantalizingly as he pulled off her bra, and Walter paused to nurse on her tits, to slurp her red nipples deeply between his lips. Off came her shoes, her skirt, her wet, pussy juice-smelling bikini panties. Then the fuck-hungry mother was completely naked. Walter joined her on the bed, crawling up between her legs.

“Peter ’em up, Mom.”

“No, Walter. You know it’s a sin. You don’t really want to fuck Mommy again, do you?”

“I said peter ’em up.”

“Oh, Walter….” Shamefully, hornily, the mother then did as her son asked. She raised her knees high over her shoulders, spreading them, completely opening her wet, throbbing, curly-haired pussy pussy for the invasion of his peter. Walter grinned, mounting she. He fit the spongy tip of his peter between the pouting petals of her very tight pussy.

“Man, I’ve really got a hot load now,” he panted. “I was just about to shoot off when you walked in. I’m gonna cum so fucking hard I’ll probably knock you off the bed!”

Patty didn’t answer. She was too busy looking down, excitedly watching her son’s immense peter-lance boring into her pussy. The stiff peter stretched her pussy lusciously, making the walls clasp and grip exquisitely around the invading thickness of his peter.

For nearly a full day she’d fantasized about this, about again feeling her boy’s peter slamming back into the pussy that had birthed him. Now it was deep inside her again, boring deep inside her pussy. Shame-fully the naked mother stared wiggling and humping, fucking her horny, itchy pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of Walter’s peter.

“Yes, Walter, it feels so good now,” she panted. “It’s time to fuck Mommy again, honey. Unnggh! Fuck me, lover, fuck me’s horny pussy!”

She parted her long legs up higher, draping her ankles over his shoulders, completely opening her gooey pussy pussy for the skewering shaft of his peter. Her hung son started fucking. He braced his knees on the bed, looming over his Mom, supporting his weight on straight arms.

Rhythmically he fucked her tightly grasping pussy, spearing his peter in and out of her pussy.

“Fuck me, fuck my pussy!” Patty gasped. She humped to meet his strokes, her enormous tits bouncing and shivering, undulating every time her son fucked her deep with his peter. “Unnngh! Oh, shit, Walter, you’ve really got a big one! Give Mommy a good fucking now! Harder, honey, harder! Fuck Mommy’s pussy till I can’t even walk!”

Walter moaned, experiencing the luscious tightness of her pussy. It seemed impossible that she had ever given birth; her pussy was tighter, and sucked his peter more sweetly, than that of the girl he’d been humping only minutes before.

Now his peter was all the way inside her syrupy fuck channel, buried to the balls. Patty felt completely overwhelmed by the size of his peter. It stuffed her belly, reaching into the depths of her womb. Her horny son started working his ass rapidly on top of her, spearing his peter in and out of the clinging sheath of her pussy.

“Do you like the way I fuck you, Mom?” he panted. “Do you want me to fuck you harder, Mom? Do you like the way I fuck your tight, juicy little pussy?”

“Yes, baby,” Patty squealed. She started bucking her hips in a frenzy, eager for harder, deeper thrusting of the wonderfully peter. “Fuck me, baby. Mommy’s pussy’s so juicy! Unngggh! Harder, honey, please do it harder! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, Mommy needs a good cum so much!”

Walter sprawled flat on his naked mother, crushing her tits under his chest. Then he started fucking her pussy as fast as he could. In and out his peter sawed, spearing into her womb. Patty humped and shud-dered beneath him, grimacing and twisting her head from side to side, overwhelmed by the ecstasy of being fucked with her own son’s peter.

“Mommy’s going to cum now!” she gasped, almost shouting out the words. “Harder Walter ungh! Fuck me, fuck your horny mother! I’m cuming! I’m cuming!”

Her pussy spasmed violently in orgasm, spewing juice onto Walter’s hammering peter, sucking the aching stiffness of his huge, pounding peter. Walter kept fucking as hard as possible, relentlessly drilling his organ into the depths of her pussy.

The cum lasted for nearly a minute straight. When it was over, Walter was still ramming his peter into her belly as hard as he could. He hadn’t cum yet, had kept himself from filling her belly with his hot, cum.

Which meant, Patty quickly realized, that she could suck it out of his peter instead.

“T-t-take it out, Walter,” Patty panted, deeply ashamed of what she longed to do next. “Please, stop fucking Mommy’s pussy.”

“Gotta cum,” Walter grunted. “I know. I… I want to suck it now. Please, Walter. Mommy wants to suck your peter so bad.”

Walter stopped humping, pausing to smile knowingly down at his Mom. Then he slid his throbbing peter out of her pussy and rose from the bed. He stood up, his peter pulsing as he waited for his Mom to get on her knees in front of him. Patty did it. It made her feel like even more of a slut to kneel like this in front of her son, to be on her knees looking up at him as she popped his peter into her mouth and started sucking to draw out its load of spunk.

“Give me some good peter sucking, Mom….”

Patty stared hungrily at the peter throbbing in front of her face. She gripped it in her fist, sliding her hand down to the base to hold his peter in position. Then she popped the peter knob into her mouth, and then she started sucking it.

It tasted especially good now, from fucking two wet, creamy pussies in a row. Content-edly Patty gurgled as she nursed on the peter, thrusting her tongue into the cum pussy to lap up the oozing jizz. The peter knob was already very fat and puffy, and the cum cream oozed out every instant. Patty’s pussy got itchy again as she thought of how much peter juice was jacked in her son’s balls, of how heavily he would soon be showering her tonsils with cream.

“Man, you like putting my peter in your mouth, don’t you, Mom?”

Patty didn’t answer. She was too busy sucking peter. Loudly and wetly she slurped on the tasty peter, hearing her own gurgling, smacking sounds of peter sucking pleasure filling the bedroom. The peter grew even stiffer, beating on the roof of her mouth. Patty thrust her left hand between her thighs, beginning to rub her wet pussy. Shamelessly she finger fucked and sucked hard peter at the same time.

Her mouth was stretched to bursting, contorted obscenely as she struggled to accommodate the blood-beating thickness of her young son’s peter. Patty bobbed her head, her blonde tresses bouncing on her shoulders, urgently fucking her mouth with his peter. She tightened her fingers around the base of his peter, and then she started beating his peter much harder than before, urgently whipping her right hand up and down the pulsing stalk of his peter.

“Gonna shoot it,” Walter gasped.

He clutched her head with both hands, lunging forward, cramming another half-inch of his peter between her lips.

“Suck it, Mom, suck it good! Unngh! You’re a great peter sucker, Mom! Oh, fuck, cuming now!”

The peter started spewing, spraying rich gobs of cum juice down the peter-loving mother’s throat. Patty nursed feverishly on her boy’s giant peter, loving the taste of his cream. Again and again, the sappy white stuff sprayed out of his peter tip, spurting on her tonsils, running down her throat. Patty clung shamelessly to the huge, squirting peter, jacking and sucking it, feeling her belly filing up with cream.

At last the sticky white peter juice stopped blasting out of his hard-on. Patty popped the big, wet peter out of her mouth, panting as she stared intently at the peter knob. She felt completely depraved now, unable to suppress her constant craving to fuck and suck with her own son. If she’d gone this far with him, she might as well go the rest of the way. It had been a long, long time since she’d felt a peter anywhere near as huge as her son’s boring into her tender little anus.

“You’re….you’re a dirty boy, Walter,” Patty panted, still jacking his peter slow and hard. “You’re a dirty boy for wanting to fuck me like this. Don’t you feel dirty for letting Mommy suck your peter?”

“No.”

“I’ll… I’ll bet you fantasize about fucking Mommy’s tight little ass too, don’t you? That would be just like you. Do you fantasize about fucking my hot little ass when you jack off, honey? Is that where you’d like to shove this peter of yours next?”

Walter just grinned in response, his peter throbbing harder than ever. Patty rose unsteadily to her feet. The idea of ass fucking was morally repugnant to her, but that meant nothing to the puckered, pink pussy that was now already throbbing lewdly in and out. It just happened to be the case that Patty had been born with an unusually sensitive, itchy little ass. Whenever her pussy got wet, her ass usually felt hot and tingly too.

“You’d better get some Vaseline from the bathroom, Walter. I guess you’re never going to get over your sick desire to fuck me unless I let you fuck my ass too.”

Walter disappeared into the bathroom. Patty grabbed a pillow, thrusting it under her belly to elevate her hips. She felt completely ashamed of herself, knowing how badly she needed this torrid session of ass fucking with her son. Shamefully she gripped her rounded little white ass globes, spreading them wide, revealing her pink, puckered shit orifice to her only son.

Walter returned to the bedroom, finding she sprawled on her stomach, holding her ass cheeks open. He grinned, again joining her on the bed. Patty heard him moving behind her, uncapping the Vaseline jar. She whimpered as her boy started pasting the lube liberally all over her little anus.

“Stick your fingers in, Walter. Get Mommy’s little ass nice and juicy.”

Walter did as she askedstraightening his fingers, thrusting them into the gripping interior of her ass. Patty groaned, fucking her tight, itchy ass onto his hand. Then she heard a new sound behind her as her son basted his huge peter liberally with Vaseline.

“That’s enough, Walter. Time to fuck Mommy’s ass now, honey. Hurry, honey, give Mommy’s ass a good, hard ass fucking!”

Walter mounted his naked mother, aiming his swollen peter tip at her rubbery ass. Patty gasped with intense pleasure as she felt the peter cleaving into her bowels, instantly stretching her burning ass to the bursting point around the invading thickness of his peter.

It had been so, so long since her last ass reaming. Patty’s ass was already sucking and spasming need fully in response to her son’s peter, sucking and gripping Walter’s peter to welcome it into her body. Patty bit her lip, suppressing the slight pain she felt as her ass stretched to accommodate his peter. Then she started humping again, wiggling at the same time, trying to help her hung son stuff every inch of his peter into her narrow, gripping ass.

“Fuck me, fuck Mommy’s little ass!” she pleaded. Patty released her buns, no longer needing to hold them open. She thrust her hand under her belly and started finger fucking, rubbing her aching clit as hard as she could.

“Mommy needs ass fucking, Walter!” she panted. “Deeper, baby, really ram it in now! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, fuck Mommy’s ass as deep as you can!”

Walter grunted as he heaved on top of her, forcing his immense peter deeper and deeper into the Vaseline-slickened heat of her ass. Then it was all the way inside her, buried to the balls, his huge peter pulsating as it soaked in the indescribable tightness of her shit tunnel.

Patty started humping harder, moaning and crying as she shamefully fucked her stretch-ed, tingling ass onto his peter. Walter pulled out slowly, then rammed his peter back into her bowels. Then he settled into a hard, fast rhythm, slamming his peter in and out of her horny little anus.

“Fuck my ass, fuck my horny little ass!” Patty pleaded. She finger fucked her pussy in a frenzy, simultaneously thrusting her ass onto his peter. “Unngggh! Mommy’s got such a horny little ass, honey! It needs fucking super bad! Oh, shit, please do it harder! Oh, darling, fuck Mommy’s ass as hard as you can!”

Walter did as she asked, ramming his peter up her shit chute as hard as he could. The peter had swelled even stiffer, and Patty sensed that her hung son would soon be basting her bowel tract with another load of cum. The orgasm burst suddenly deep inside her, making her pussy gush onto her fingers, and her ass spasmodically grip and milk around Walter’s hammering peter. Patty shrieked with shameful pleasure, humping and bucking and thrusting as hard as she could.

“Fuck my ass, fuck Mommy’s horny ass!” she cried. “My ass’s cuming now, Walter! Fuck it, fuck it good! Cuummmiiinnngggg!”

Walter collapsed on top of her, ramming his peter to the hilt in her sucking bowels. Then his load of peter juice spewed out of his balls. It lashed out of his peter tip, spraying into her ass, deluging her anus with an ocean of cream. Hornily the naked mother flexed her shitting muscles around the huge, erupting peter, helping him draining his balls completely in her ass.

• • •

She had to do something about Walter’s craving to fuck her. Patty paced her bedroom several hours later, trying to ignore the wet ache in her pussy, wondering what she could do to end her shocking, inces-tuous liaison with her son.

She’d make him see a counselor. Yes, that was right. A counselor could help him deal with his uncontrollable sex drive. Patty went to her bureau, finding her address book and thumbing through the pages. She still didn’t think that her own lust had anything to do with the fact that she’d let her son fuck her. She blamed it all on him.

Margaret Kelly. She was a therapist of some sort. Patty had heard about her because Margaret Kelly sometimes worked with young people referred by Walter’s school. Margaret was supposed to be a mother too, with a growing son of her own. Having a record of school referrals was as much endorsement as Patty needed. She’d make sure that Walter saw Margaret Kelly as soon as possible, to discuss his shocking desire to suck and fuck his very own mother.

Chapter Three:

“How long have you fantasized about a sexual relationship with me, Walter?” Margaret Kelly asked.

“Is that what she told you?” Walter raised his eyebrows. “That I fantasized about it?”

“Is there something else I should know?” Walter hesitated. “No. No, that’s it. I fantasize about it.” He grinned. “Yeah, I’ve been fantasizing about it a lot these days.”

Margaret squirmed on the chair across from his, tapping the pencil tip meditatively on the note pad. She remembered the call she’d received that morning, and the frantic sound in Patty Wayne’s voice as she’d begged Margaret to accept a counseling appoint-ment with Walter that afternoon.

Walter had seemed pretty sullen when he’d entered her home a few minutes before, and followed her into her small office in the rear of her house. Margaret now considered the leering tone of his voice and wondered if he had, in fact, already fucked his mother.

It was possible. It wouldn’t bother Margaret in the least, if it were true. To the school board and the local PTA, Margaret came across as a modestly-priced counselor who occasionally helped out boys who were having problems in school. What the school board didn’t know was that Margaret helped out most of these boys by letting them fuck her. The only reason she ever worked as a counselor was that it gave a chance to suck and fuck with lads just about Walter’s age.

Margaret was thirty-six now, and looked at least four years younger. She was petite with dark brown hair had a girlish body high-lighted by extremely large, very suckable tits. Margaret had married when she was very young, birthing one child, Henry, who was now almost sixteen. Her husband had divorced her three years ago. Margaret lived off of his alimony checks and the money she made from counseling, which wasn’t much.

The ironic thing was that her husband had divorced her because of her extremely strong appetite for sucking and fucking young studs. A young stud’s peter, Margaret felt, stiffened much more rapidly than that of his older counterpart, and invariably sprayed more hot tasty cum juice into her mouth or pussy or ass. Young boys always fucked very hard and fast, which was just how Margaret liked getting her pussy pounded, and they were always eager to keep fucking and cuming all night. Margaret had seduced many troubled lads that the school board PTA or principal’s office had referred to her. The best cure for most young male problems, she felt, was a healthy dose of fucking and peter sucking. It was rare for any boy to act up at home or at school if he was getting the cum sucked out of his peter on a daily basis. Margaret was always eager to relieve a lad in this fashion, particularly if his peter was long and fat. The bulge in Walter’s pants indicated that he had a long, fat one too.

Margaret had always had a special appetite for sucking the jizz out of unusually big, stiff hard ons. Her husband had been well-endowed, and the glue that had held their marriage together had been her penchant for nightly peter sucking. Now, Margaret felt violently aroused by even the faint bility that young Walter had actually fucked his own mother. The most intensely satisfying fantasies she’d ever had, which she’d suppressed religiously, were those of teaching her own, innocent Henry how to suck and fuck.

“I might be missing the point, Walter,” Margaret said. “When she called me this morning, she told me that her problem with you has become very serious. She said that you’ve frankly confessed a sexual interest in her, and that you’ve even tried to initiate a sexual relationship with her. Now, I get the impression that this incestuous contact has progressed farther than she indicated. Is that true?”

“Whatever she told you.” Walter shrugged.

“Do you want to fuck me, Walter?”

Walter just stared at her. Margaret moved her chair closer.

“It’s perfectly all right with me if you do, Walter. Mother-son incestuous contact is far more prevalent than most people think. The peter of a boy your age can grow stiff many times each day with a little provocation. Boys your age can be very sexually aggressive, and it’s natural for them to make strong passes at available women, especially their mothers. I want to assure you, Walter, that any admission you make to me won’t leave this room. Now tell me the truth. You have fucked your mother haven’t you?”

Walter hesitated only a moment longer. Then he smiled.

“Yeah, I have.”

“Who initiated this sexual contact?” Margaret asked, as she felt her pussy getting wet and hot.

“I did. She didn’t mind it much, though. She thinks she did. That’s why she sent me here.” “Why did you want to fuck your own mother, Walter? Were you just so horny that any pussy would do, or did you have a particular craving to fuck her?”

“Both.”

“Would you say that you have a very high sex drive, Walter?”

Margaret picked up the pencil and preten-ded to take notes.

“Very.”

“Do you masturbate a lot? How many times a day do you jack off, on the average?”

“Five or six.”

“That’s a great deal, Walter. Do you always squirt out a great deal of semen when you cum? Or do you sometimes just shoot out a small amount?”

“Always a lot.”

Margaret felt her pussy throbbing. She stared at the lad’s crotch, realizing that the dirty talk, as she’d intended, was giving him a magnificent looking hard-on.

“I can’t help noticing that your peter is getting stiff right, now, Walter. Does that happen frequently?”

“Yes.”

“It feels good when your peter gets big and stiff, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

Margaret put down her notebook.

“Walter, I’m going to ask you a special favor now. I’d like you to take down your pants and show your hard peter to me. I think my counseling to you would be more valuable if I could see and inspect your peter. There might be something wrong with it.”

Walter stood up leering at the busty brunette knowingly as he opened his belt and pulled down his zipper. He stepped out of his shoes, then let his pants drop to his ankles, stepping out of them, leaving him naked from the waist down except for his socks.

“Oh, Walter. Why, it’s just incredibly huge!”

The peter was enormous. It stood out of his peter fur like a baseball bat, nine inches long and very thick, so stiff that it was bucking and throbbing uncontrollably up and down. Margaret’s mouth watered as she ogled the fat, meaty peter knob, imagining how it would puff up just before he shot a big load of juice down some lucky peter sucker’s throat.

“I’d better take a closer look, Walter.”

Margaret stood up, her pussy throbbing as she stood, then knelt before her young client. She suppressed a groan as she stared at the mammoth peter pulsing in front of her face. Margaret pinched his spongy peter head, running her fingers all over his peter. The peter bucked and pulsed in front of her face.

“It looks perfectly healthy,” she said breathlessly. “Does it feel good when I touch your hard peter like that?”

“Yeah.”

Margaret wrapped her hand around the root of his huge, throbbing peter. Lewdly she started jacking the peter up and down, slow and hard. She stared at the peter knob, watching the piss pussy open up to spit out little droplets of cream.

“Does this feel better, Walter? Is this how you touch your peter when you jack off?”

“I think it would feel a lot better if you sucked on it, Mrs. Kelly.”

“That might be ther*peutic too, Walter. To see your reaction.”

By now a great deal of sticky, milky peter juice had dribbled out of Walter’s peter head. Margaret pressed her palm on the peter knob, coating it with her spunk. She slid her fist to the root of his peter, holding it in position. Then, with a little smacking sound, she pressed her lips to the tip of his peter.

His fuck organ tasted very good, and so did the cum. Margaret could already picture herself eagerly gulping down a heavy cum blast when she made him pop his rocks. She shut her eyes, concentrating on the taste and sensations of peter sucking. Gradually she let her lips part, slurping in inch after inch of his huge, throbbing peter.

Walter looked down at her, excited by the spectacle of the brunette inhaling his peter. Margaret stopped when her lips were stretched to the bursting point around the aching thickness of his peter. She immediat-ely started sucking very hard, knowing how much a young boy enjoys a hard, wet peter sucking. Walter shuddered with pleasure, clutching her head with both hands.

“Hard,” he panted. “Do it really hard!”

Margaret pictured Walter’s mother on her knees like this, hungrily slurping the tasty stiffness of her own son’s peter. The image was arousing to her; she would have to make a point of asking Walter for the details of his incestuous contact with her.

Then, Margaret again found herself thinking of giving head like this to her own son, Henry. It was her most forbidden fantasy, and one that violently aroused her as she considered it now. Margaret’s cheeks flushed brightly as she slurped on Walter’s peter, determined to milk a really big load of cum juice out of his peter.

“Harder,” Walter panted. “Oh, shit, you suck my peter so good!”

Margaret started beating his peter as she sucked, whipping her strong right hand tirelessly up and down his huge, aching peter. Her peter sucking sounds grew progressively louder, as she eagerly sucked his big, blood-laden peter. Hot, milky peter juice dribbled out of the peter know, oozing onto her tongue. Margaret lapped it up, sucking and slurping, her belly aching as she imagined herself gulping down a really rich load of jizz.

After five minutes of steady hard, wet sucking, Walter’s peter had grown as hard as iron. He writhed as he stood over her, wincing and pulling her hair, on the verge of spraying her tonsils with spunk. Margaret alternated rapidly between puffing her cheeks up and caving them in again, hungrily sucking peter as hard as she could. Her fist was a blur as it whipped up and down his peter, wildly jacking Walter’s fuck organ into her mouth.

Now the peter throbbed violently on the roof of her mouth, ready to burst.

“I’m cuming!” Walter gasped suddenly. “Suck my peter, Mrs. Kelly, suck my stiff fucking peter! Oh fuck, cuummiiinnnggg!”

An incredible geyser of cum juice blasted out of his piss pussy, spurting on the roof of the cream-starved mother’s mouth. The first burst was followed by spurt after spurt of hot, tasty cum.

Margaret whimpered, flaring her nostrils to breathe around the donkey peter thickness of Walter’s erupting peter. The peter juice kept spraying out of his peter head, shooting onto her tonsils, filling her stomach with cream. Margaret clung ecstatically to the disgorging peter, slurping and gulping, determined to nurse every drop of cum out of Walter’s balls.

At last his orgasm subsided. Margaret took the big, wet peter out of her mouth and stared at it intently. It was still stiff. Looking at it made her pussy tingle. How good it would be to allow a hung lad who’d fucked his own mother to ram her pussy too.

“Well. That was very ther*peutic, Walter,” Margaret said huskily. “You certainly were correct in saying that your peter always shoots off plentifully when you orgasm. I can’t help noticing that your peter is still extremely stiff now. Do you often need to cum twice in a row to relieve the painful stiffness in your fuck organ?”

“Yeah,” Walter sighed. “Sometimes even more than that.”

“Then let’s try another therapy exercise, Walter. You can fuck my pussy, right here on the floor, and you can think about me when you’re doing it. Does that sound like an appealing idea to you?”

“Yeah.”

“All right, Walter. Let me just take off my clothes.”

The wanton brunette rose to her feet, never taking her eyes off of Walter’s enormous peter. Quickly she stripped naked, anticipating the effect that the unveiling of her petite, voluptuous body would have on Walter’s peter.

Walter groaned, staring at her, his peter pulsing harder than ever. Margaret was proud of her body. She was petite all over, except for her tits, which were extremely large and firm as they had been when she was in her teens. If it had not been for her position as a therapist and mother, the brunette would have spent much more time teasing men with her mouth-watering chest size. She enjoyed doing her errands in a tight t-shirt without a bra, letting men watch as her sumptuous tits quivered and bounced as she moved.

Walter was ogling her big tits now. Margaret stretched out on the floor, wiggling her tight little ass into a good humping position on the carpet. She continued to stare hungrily at the lad’s immense peter as she petered and spread her girlish thighs high and wide.

“Go ahead, Walter. Get on top of me. Fuck my juicy pussy.”

Walter dropped to his knees, his mammoth peter jerking and twitching over her belly. He held his peter in hand, then fit the spongy peter tip into her tight, wet pussy. Margaret looked down, eagerly watching the fat, blue-veined peter disappearing into her pussy.

“Is my pussy tight enough for you, Walter? Do you like fucking my pussy as much has you like fucking your horny mother?”

Walter didn’t answer. He hovered on straight arms above her, his knees spread between her legs, his ass cheeks flexing as he fucked his long, achy peter shaft deeper into her pussy. The giant peter was really stretching her now. Margaret gasped with pleasure, feeling the battering ram hard-on plowing relentlessly into her. She started wiggling and humping at the same time, helping her young client bury his peter completely in her spasming, clasping pussyslit.

“It feels so good, Walter! Unnggh! Fuck me deep, honey. Fuck me like you fuck me, honey. I need a good, hard fucking too!”

Walter sprawled on top of her, crushing her tits under his chest. His hand came down, clawing the sides of her ass cheeks. Then he started fucking fast and hard, banging her blushing little ass onto the floor, drilling her tight pussy with long, skewering strokes of his blood- laden peter.

“Is this how you fuck me, Walter? Unhggh! Oh, fuck, my pussy’s so wet! Do it harder now! Feels so fucking good!”

She raised her legs as high as she could, draping her ankles over his shoulders, completely opening her gooey fuck pussy for the womb-reaching thrusts of his peter. Walter grimaced as he loomed over her, experiencing the delicious, spasming tightness of her pussy. Faster and faster he rammed his peter into her belly, reaming out her pussy completely with every stroke.

“You like fucking, don’t you, Walter? Unghh! That’s why you fucked me, isn’t it? You just wanted a nice, tight pussy to fuck. Isn’t that right?”

Walter just kept on grunting and humping, banging his stiff peter into her pussy. Margaret humped and wiggled to meet his strokes, shuddering every time the stiff peter reached the innermost depths of her pussy.

“Do you have a horny mother, Walter? Does she like the way you fuck her as much as I do? It’s nice to have a Mom who’s willing to fuck you, isn’t? You don’t have to go out and find a willing girl when your peter gets hard. You can just stay home and fuck me’s own pussy.”

Margaret flexed her pussy muscles, making her narrow fucking channel grip and milk around the lad’s pounding peter. By now Walter was fucking as hard as he could. He panted hoarsely on her neck, violently aroused by both her tight, gripping pussy and the obscene things she said about his fucking relationship with she.

Margaret could feel her pussy gripping and flexing uncontrollably now. It was time to stop teasing Walter about she, and to instead concentrate on making herself cum.

“Unngggh! My pussy’s so wet now, Walter! Unggh! Fuck my pussy, fuck it super hard!”

Walter fucked harder still, ramming his hips down, pounding his gigantic peter into the gushing sheath of her pussy. Margaret humped frantically to meet his strokes, her giant tits jiggling under his chest. Then her pussy started to suck and throb, and she knew she was on the verge of an extremely hard cum.

“Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny little pussy!” she squealed. “I’m cuming, Walter! Cuuummmiiinnngggg!”

The cum was long and hard, pounding through her naked body, making her peter-stuffed fuck pussy ripple lusciously around the probing length of Walter’s peter. Walter kept fucking as fast as he could, his meaty peter shaft growing to total stiffness inside her belly. Then he rammed his peter to the hilt, and Margaret knew he was cuming too.

“Oh, Mrs. Kelly!”

The second load of white sticky peter juice sprayed out of his peter tip, spouting and streaming torrentially into her pussy. Margaret shuddered with pleasure as she felt it blasting into her pussy, anointing the itchy walls of her pussy pussy with a soothing tide of jizz.

“That’s a good boy, Walter. Shoot it all out.”

She humped, wiggled and flexed her fucking muscles, contracting her pussy around his jism-squirting peter, helping the hung lad shoot out every drop.

At last the cum was over. Walter groaned and flopped off of her body, his peter pulling out of her pussy with a soft, popping sound. Margaret’s pussy felt very wet and swollen, with a big puddle leaking out of her hairy slit onto the carpet.

“Walter, you made an awfully big mess down there,” she said. “Hasn’t she taught you not to leave a mess? You’re supposed to clean up the messes you make, Walter. With your tongue.”

Walter stared at her. Margaret spread her thighs again, giving him a mouth watering spread-beaver view of her pussy. She dipped her finger into her red, cum-dripping pussy, darting it salaciously in and out.

“It’s all hot and creamy,” she panted. “I want you to clean it up for me, right now. I can’t put on my panties when there’s so much peter juice in my pussy. I want you to give my pussy a good cleaning with your tongue.”

Walter still stared at her, shocked and excited that a woman who seemed so formal at first glance could voice such sceneries. Then he smiled and stretched out on his stomach between her legs. Margaret stared at him eagerly, watching as he pressed his mouth to her throbbing pussy. Then Walter started licking and lapping, sluicing his tongue up and down between the swollen folds of her pussy, licking up his own cum.

“That’s a good boy, Walter. Unggh! You like licking pussy, don’t you? I’ll bet your Mommy likes it when you suck her pussy too.”

Walter was too busy licking and sucking to reply. He thrust his tongue deep inside her pouty-lipped pussy, shamelessly sucking his own peter juice out of the depths of her pussyal sheath. Margaret held his head and worked her ass slowly, fucking her throbbing pussy on his face.

“I think your only problem is that you’re so horny, Walter. I know just how to help you with your problem with me. Whenever your peter gets hard, you can just visit me and fuck me instead. I won’t mind at all. I’ll like it.”

Walter nodded, busily licking and lapping, sucking the cum off her pussy until the horny little fuck pussy gleamed only with pussy oils and spit. He moved his mouth higher, beginning to suck directly on her clit. Margaret whimpered, holding his head, keeping the tongue and lip action where she wanted it. But, as much as Walter delighted her, her unconscious mind was already straying to another, more forbidden fantasy. She still wanted to fuck her own son.

Chapter Four:

“Mom! I don’t have any clothes on!”

“That’s all right, Henry. Mommy wants to have a little talk with you.”

It was late that night. Margaret had deliberately entered her son’s room without knocking, hoping to catch him in the nude. She’d almost succeeded. Henry had just come out of the shower, but he was still holding the towel, and he automatically covered his crotch with it when the door opened. He now sat bashfully on the edge of the bed, looking expectantly at his Mom.

Margaret stepped into the pool of light cast by the lamp on his nightstand. She’d dressed carefully for the occasion, in a crotch – length negligee that clearly revealed her spectacularly voluptuous body through the transparent fabric. Henry’s eyes bulged as he saw his Mom’s big tits bouncing and jiggling. It was just the effect Margaret had desired.

She’d finally made up her mind to seduce her own son, to teach innocent Henry the joys of sliding his stiff peter into his own mother’s pussy. Walter obviously hadn’t been harmed by the intense pleasure of fucking his own mother. She couldn’t imagine that Henry would be either.

“That… that’s a real nice nightie, Mom,” Henry said, blushing. He was short and slightly built, with a cherubic face that made him look even younger than he was. “It sure doesn’t leave much to the imagination.”

“Thank you, Henry. I guess I’ll take that as a compliment. I’m sorry if I startled you. Do you mind if I just stay and talk to you for a minute?”

“Sure.”

Margaret sat beside her son on the bed, trying not to look at his crotch. “You know, you’re getting to be a very handsome young man, Henry. Why, you’re nearly full-grown now. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a really frank discussion with you about the things you’re thinking about. Deep down inside, I suppose I still think of you as my little boy.”

“That’s okay,” Henry shrugged.

“Henry, let me ask you a personal question: Do you think a lot about sex these days?”

Margaret shifted sideways on the bed, her tits jiggling under the negligee, staring at him. Henry blushed and looked away.

“Well, yeah. I guess I do.”

“I’m sure it’s been quite awhile since you reached puberty, Henry. But I’ve never really had a frank sexual discussion with you. I suppose that’s ironic. I discuss these things with clients who are your age all the time.” Margaret hesitated. “Henry, are you still a virgin?”

“Jeez, Mom.”

“You can be candid with Mommy, Henry.”

Henry shrugged. “Yeah, I am.”

“Have you had any girlfriends in school yet?”

“Not really.”

“You probably wish you weren’t a virgin, Henry. Isn’t that right?” Margaret squirmed closer to him, resting a maternal hand on his thigh. “Do you have a lot of fantasies about fucking a woman’s pussy, Henry?

If you’ll excuse my language.”

“I guess.”

“And do you masturbate a great deal when you have these fantasies?”

Henry’s blush grew brighter. Margaret thought she could see something stiffening under the towel.

“Yeah.”

“Every day?”

“Yeah.”

“It must be very frustrating, Henry. On one hand, a boy your age is equipped with a penis that stiffens easily at the slightest provocation, that would like nothing better than to be rammed deep inside a tight, willing pussy. On the other hand, how can you know what to do with a willing pussy without special tutoring? Have you ever really seen a naked pussy, Henry?”

“No.”

“That must very frustrating.” Margaret smiled, stroking his thigh. “Henry would you do Mommy a special favor for you?”

“What?”

“Would you take the towel out of the way, so Mommy can take a look at your penis?”

“Jeez, Mom!”

“I just want to see if it’s normally developed, Henry. See? I’m very willing to teach you about sex, honey. I think it’s part of my duty to you as a mother. Don’t be shy, Henry. Please.”

Henry stared at her for several seconds, then shrugged and took off the towel. Margaret shuddered as she immediately felt her pussy growing very wet and hot. Her son’s peter was already half stiff, and it was extremely large. Despite his slight, boyish build, he was every bit as incredibly well-hung as Walter.

“Oh, Henry. You’ve really got a big one.”

Margaret slid off the bed, kneeling in front of her naked son. She spread his knees to inspect his peter more closely, her mouth watering with her need for peter sucking. Tenderly she cupped the rubbery, half-swollen peter on her fingers, pinching the peter tip lightly. Henry’s peter immediately began to stiffen in rapid jerks. Soon it was as hard as iron, standing straight out of his peter fur, pulsing and jerking in front of her face.

“Oh, Henry. It really turns you on when Mommy touches your peter, doesn’t it? Does it feel good when your peter is all stiff?”

“I… I guess. This is kind of embarrassing, though.”

“You don’t need to feel embarrassed, Henry. I’m me.”

Margaret wrapped her fingers around the base of his peter, staring intently at the fat, red knob of his huge, stiff peter. She kept staring at his peter head as she jacked his peter slow and hard. The piss pussy opened up, emitting pearly droplets of cum.

“Your peter’s leaking Henry. Do you think you’ve got an awful lot of cum stored up in your balls?”

“I guess.”

“It must hurt to have such a big, stiff peter and to have your balls all swollen with a backed-up load of cum. Do you often have to jack off several times in a row, Henry, to make your peter feel better?”

“Yeah.”

Margaret tightened her fingers around his peter base. Then she started fisting his meaty peter organ fast and hard, staring at the tip of his peter, watching the cum juice dribble out as she gave him a fast, expert hand job.

“Is this how you jack off, Henry? Is Mommy’s hand making your peter feel better?”

“Oh, Mom! Mommy!”

“I had a very unusual counseling case today, Henry. The boy’s name is Walter. He’s perfectly normal in most respects, but he happens to enjoy fucking his own mother. From what I heard, she enjoys it too. I’m not sure how I should counsel him, honey. I’m not sure that there’s anything wrong with a mother letting her own son fuck her pussy every night.

“When a young peter get hard, after all, it craves immediate relief. Who but a loving, horny mother would be most willing to let the boy shove his stiff, aching organ into her pussy, and relieve its stiffness by shooting out a big load of cum? Do you think it’s a sin for a mother to fuck her son, Henry?”

“I don’t know.”

“Your peter is extremely stiff right now, Henry. I think you enjoy the way I’m jacking on it. But I think what you really need to relieve the extreme stiffness in your peter is some long, wet sucking. I happen to be willing to put your peter in my mouth, dear, and suck out your load of cum. Would you think it so awful if I willingly gave a peter sucking session to my very own son?”

Henry didn’t answer. Margaret jacked on his enormous peter harder, making more peter juice ooze out of the peter tip. She lowered her head, pressing her lips on his peter head in a lewd, sucking kiss. Henry sighed, his peter throbbing wildly. The wanton mother licked and jacked her son’s peter for several seconds, until the mushroom- shaped crown glistened with spit.

“You do want Mommy to suck your peter, don’t you?”

“Yes, Mom! Oh, please!”

“That’s a good boy.”

Her words trailed off as she again lowered her head, this time sliding her son’s fuck organ into her mouth. Henry had such a big one that she really had to stretch her lips to accommodate it. Margaret suppressed the gagging reflex, determinedly sliding her wet, sucking lips onto the blood-beating hard-ness of his peter. She stopped forcing her head down when she had over a third of his immense peter jammed between her lips.

The horny mother started sucking, puckering her cheeks to increase the suctioning pressure around his peter. Henry’s peter tasted very good, pulsing rhythmically on the roof of her mouth. Margaret listened to her own slurping, smacking sounds of peter sucking contentment. Her pussy creamed to the thought that she was actually giving head to her own flesh and blood.

Margaret shut her eyes, concentrating on the blow job, on the taste and feel of the peter in her mouth. She started sucking peter much harder, her cheeks reddening with the intensity of her peter sucking.

Her tongue tirelessly swirled and laved over his heart- shaped peter crown, basting it with spit, lapping up the salty cum juice that oozed constantly from the little pussy in the tip.

“Harder,” Henry pleaded. He clutched her head with both hands, wincing as he felt the pressure building in his peter. “Unggggh! Feels so good, Mommy! Oh, please, keep sucking my peter!”

Margaret sucked harder and harder, repeat-edly almost gagging herself with the pulsing stiffness of her young son’s hard-on. Eagerly she jammed her face toward his hairy crotch, trying to inhale even more of his peter. The peter pulsed wildly, beating on the roof of her mouth. Margaret’s pussy ached as she thought of how much peter juice would soon be spewing out of her horny son’s tremendous peter, spraying down her throat.

Shamelessly, the horny mother started bobbing her head up and down, fucking her mouth with her boy’s stiff peter. She tightened her finger around the root, jacking his peter hard and fast. So much spunk was oozing out of the piss pussy now that she knew his orgasm as only seconds away. Impulsively Margaret moved her left hand under his hips, between his writhing ass cheeks, remembering a special trick she knew to help a man really shoot off big.

Her son’s ass felt tight and hot. Henry yelped in surprise as his Mom pushed her left forefinger into his ass worming it deep inside the rubbery-sucking ass tunnel. Then she started jacking off his ass, keeping the pressure on his prostate. Her right fist tore furiously up and down his huge, throbbing peter. Wetly her peter stuffed mouth clung to his peter, sucking as hard as she could.

“I’m cuming, Mom! Oh fuck, cuummmiiinnngggg!”

The giant peter started spraying out juice. Hot gobs of rich, salty jism blasted out of his boner, vaulting onto the roof of her mouth, running down her throat. Margaret mewled happily as her mouth was drenched with the salty outpouring of her son’s cum cream.

It was rich and delicious, the best tasting peter juice she’d ever sucked out of a peter in her life. Deliriously, Margaret clung to her son’s erupting hard-on, sucking and jacking on it, shuddering as the cum juice sprayed onto her tonsils, giving the full belly of peter milk she’d craved from the beginning.

“Oh Mommy! Mommy, that was so good!”

At last Margaret raised her head, letting her boy’s giant peter slide wetly out of her mouth. She looked up at him, still hungrily jacking his hard-on. It was still extremely stiff, more than hard enough to slide deeply into his own mother’s pussy.

“You have a good peter to suck, honey. Mommy liked that as much as you did,” Margaret said. “Do you feel guilty about letting me suck you off like that?”

“No. Not really.”

“Because I’m willing to do it a lot more often from now on, darling, if it will make your peter feel better.” Margaret ran her tongue around the corners of her mouth, lapping up the cum. “Would you like Mommy to give you a good peter sucking every day, honey?”

“Y-yes, Mom.”

“Your peter is still extremely stiff now, honey,” Margaret observed, lewdly fisting the boner. “I think you need to shoot more cum out of your peter. Honey, sucking all that cream out of your peter has made Mommy’s pussy awfully wet and horny. Would you do Mommy a favor, baby, and let me teach you about fucking now?”

Henry gulped nervously, nodding. The mother rose to her feet. She stared at her child’s giant pussy-pleaser as she took off the negligee, revealing her naked body. Then she stretched out on her back on the bed, ready to fuck her son.

“I’ve got big titties, don’t I, Henry?” She slid her hands up her waist, cupping her giant, stiff-nippled tit melons. “Would you like to nurse on Mommy’s tits for awhile, before I teach you about fucking?”

Henry nodded. He sprawled on top of her, his wet peter throbbing on her thigh. Hungrily he lowered his face to her huge, creamy-white tits, sucking one stiff nipple deeply between his lips. Margaret groaned with pleasure, cupping his head, letting him slurp on her tits as much as he liked.

“You like sucking Mommy’s titties, don’t you, honey? Does it remind you of when you were a little boy, honey? I’ll bet you wish you could suck hot milk out of Mommy’s tits right now.”

Henry nodded, going from tit to tit, sucking on her huge tits. The joy of tit-sucking finally seemed to be too much for him. Abruptly he raised his head, and then he made a clumsy attempt to mount his naked mother, crawling up between her splayed thighs and trying to put his peter in.

“Not so fast, darling,” Margaret giggled. “Here. Be a good boy, just kneel between my legs. Mommy will teach you all about fucking.”

Henry obeyed she, kneeling, his giant fuck organ pulsing over her dense, black-haired pussy triangle. Margaret wiggled her hot little ass into a good humping position. She petered her girlish legs as high as she could, until her knees were nearly up to her shoulders, and her dripping-wet, pouty-lipped pussy was wide open for her son. Margaret took hold of his peter, drawing him forward with it, nudging the tip into her gooey pussy.

“Go ahead, honey. Time to fuck me now.”

Henry spread his knees apart, supporting his shoulders on straight arms. He looked down, watching his peter going into her snug, clinging pussy. Eagerly he started to thrust his ass, driving his peter shaft into her pussy. Margaret whimpered and bit her lip as her wet pussy pussy stretched to admit his peter.

“Oh God, Henry, you’ve got such a big one!”

Margaret released his peter, now that there was no longer any danger of it slipping out. Instead she concentrated on her wiggling, humping motions, doing her best to help her inexperienced son shove his peter all the way up her pussy.

“Does it feel good, Henry? You like fucking Mommy, don’t you? Do you like the way Mommy’s pussy sucks your peter?”

Henry nodded. A fast learner, the horny youth was already catching on to the rhythm of fucking. Henry flexed his ass cheeks, driving his peter deeper into her pussy. Margaret looked down again, excited to watch the meaty peter disappearing between the clinging, swollen lips of her very horny pussy.

“Now ram it in, Henry,” she panted. “Don’t worry about hurting me. Mommy loves getting fucked with peters. Shove it in, honey, right now!”

Henry collapsed on top of his horny mother, crushing her big tits under his chest. His hips came down hard, spearing every inch of his peter into the welcoming tightness of her pussy. Then he started fucking her hard and fast, overcome with his own eagerness, panting on her shoulder as he rammed his peter in and out of her wet, spasming pussy.

“That’s a good boy, Henry!” Margaret panted. She threw her legs together, locking them around his back. Then she started humping her ass in a frenzy of fuck passion, eagerly pistoning her throbbing pussy onto his peter. “Unggh! Mommy loves your peter, honey! Ungggh! Oh, please, oh, shit, fuck me with it! Mommy’s pussy so horny! Fuck me, fuck me hard!”

Henry’s dazed expression showed that he liked fucking her tight pussy even more than he liked having his peter sucked. He started fucking harder and harder, his peter pulsing inside her pussy, so long and fat that it easily reached her womb with every stroke. Margaret felt like her pussy body was burning up. Her pussy sucked and spasmed uncontrollably, delighted to have a big, fat peter like her son’s to suck on.

“You’re making Mommy cum, honey! Unngggh! Really hard now, Henry! Move your ass! Fuck me just as hard as you can!”

Henry abandoned all restraint, feverishly pounding his erect peter shaft into the gooey sheath of her pussy. Then the naked mother and son were humping in rhythmic unison, fast and hard, oblivious to every-thing in the world except the intense pleasure of a thick, long pussy-pleaser slamming in and out of a wet, tight, curly- haired pussy.

“I’m cuming, Henry!” Their bellies were slapping together, and the bed springs squeaked obscenely with the torrid energy of their humping. “Ugh! Harder, lover! Fuck me, fuck your horny mother! I’m cuming, cuming!”

It was one of the most violent orgasms of her life. Her pussy rippled uncontrollably into orgasm, spasming and contracting around the hammering peter shaft of her son’s peter. Margaret could even feel the cum in her ass, the puckered little spencter that now burned and itched as her pussy undulated around Henry’s skewering peter.

“Oh, Mom! I’m cuming again, Mom!” Henry started fucking harder than ever, his peter as hard as steel, guiding his naked mother through the intensity of her orgasm. Suddenly Margaret felt the cum juice flooding out of his hard-on, spraying torrentially into her pussy. Deeply it blasted into her pussy, soothing the itchy inner walls with a creamy tide of jizz.

“That’s a good boy,” Margaret panted. “Yes, you can cum in Mommy’s pussy. Go ahead, baby, shoot out all that hot cum!”

Margaret flexed her fucking muscles, shamelessly making her tight pussy nurse every droplet of peter juice out of her son’s enormous peter. Henry kept fucking and cuming, draining his balls completely in her pussy. Then he sprawled flat on top of her, his peter still stiff and throbbing in her pussy.

Where it belonged, Margaret thought. Where it would be a lot more often from now on.

Chapter Five:

Margaret stood at the kitchen counter the next morning, smiling as she prepared the tuna salad sandwich that her son would take to school. Four more times her hung, horny child had fucked her the night before, shooting load after load into her wet, juicy pussy. Margaret felt more sexually satisfied than she had been in months. She was naked now, eager to teach her son more about sex before he left for the day. No matter how often he satisfied the wet need in her pussy, Margaret’s pussy always grew hot and itchy for more.

“Hi, Mom.”

Margaret turned, smiling at her son. He wore only a pair of pajama bottoms, through which she could see his peter swinging between his legs. He looked sheepish and embarrassed, but still stared hungrily at her body. Margaret wondered if his peter was sore from fucking her pussy so much.

“Good morning, darling. Give Mommy a nice kiss.”

She embraced her son, lewdly, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, squeezing his ass. When Henry finally broke the obscene embrace, he had grown a giant, rock-hard boner that now tented blatantly through the sheer flannel.

“Did you sleep well after fucking Mommy last night, honey?”

“Yes.”

“And you’ve got another big hot hard-on now.” Margaret shook her head, as if humorously exasperated with the constancy of her son’s sex drive.

“Honestly, you’re just incorrigible, Henry. I suppose you’d like Mommy to help you with that big hard-on before you go to school today.”

Henry just nodded, shy and horny, his peter twitching in his pajama bottoms as he stared at her body. Margaret wrapped up the sandwich, then walked out of the kitchen, leading her son back to the bedroom. She hopped on the bed, sprawling on her back and spreading her thighs wide apart.

“Take off your pajamas, honey. Mommy wants to see your peter, again.”

Henry obeyed her, stepping out of the pajama pants, revealing his enormously swollen peter. Looking at her son’s peter made Margaret hungry to feel it ramming into her pussy again. But there was something else she’d yet to teach her son. Any good son, she felt, needed to be well-skilled in licking her pussy.

“Look at my pussy, Henry.”

Margaret splayed her thighs wide apart, shamelessly displaying her wet, hairy pussy to her only child. Henry’s peter throbbed even harder as he ogled her pussy. Margaret dipped her finger into her furry pussy slit, darting it in and out.

“I know you like Mommy’s pussy enough to fuck it, honey,” she purred. “Now I want to find out if you like licking it, too. Have any of the boys at school ever talked about pussy licking, darling?”

Henry nodded.

“A lot of boys really like licking wet pussy, Henry. Some boys even like it better than fucking, or getting their peters sucked. A wet pussy has a natural aroma that most men find very arousing. I’d like to see if you like licking Mommy’s pussy too, baby. Then I’ll let you fuck me.”

The expression on Henry’s face told Margaret that he was going to be well-suited to a long career as a pussy licker. He sprawled on the bed, moving up to lie between her thighs, facing her wet, fragrant pussy. Margaret took her hand out of the way, giving her son ample room to lick and suck.

“Put your mouth on it, Henry. See how it tastes.”

Henry obeyed his Mom, pressing his mouth to her wet, swollen, pouty – lipped pussy. He groaned, revealing that he liked the taste of pussy juice very much indeed. Henry thrust out his tongue, pushing it deep inside his Mom’s throbbing pussy pussy. Margaret grimaced and wiggled her ass as Henry started licking and lapping, sluicing his tongue up and down between the pink, juice-oozing folds of her itchy little pussy.

“You like pussy licking, don’t you, Henry?” Margaret panted. She held his head with both hands, thrusting her ass off the mat-tress, slowing fucking her throbbing pussy pussy onto his mouth. “A lot of boys think it tastes kind of fishy. But I’ll bet you like licking this kind of fish, don’t you? I’ll bet it reminds you of how Mommy’s pussy smells when you’re giving it a good fucking.”

Henry nodded, his face buried between her thighs. Without being asked, he moved his hands up, delicately peeling open her pussy petals with his fingers. The interior of her pussy was pink, bright, glistening with juice. Henry swabbed the throbbing fuck pussy with his tongue, then seemed to notice the fat little bump protruding at the top.

“That’s my clit, Henry,” she panted. “That’s the most sensitive part. Why don’t you lick it for me?”

Henry obeyed, touching his tongue tenta-tively to the sensitive, achy clit nubbin. Margaret instantly bucked as if she’d been shot, her big tits quivering as she fucked her ass off the bed much harder than before.

“That feels so good, Henry! Ugh! Mommy likes getting her clit licked and sucked! Oh, Henry, lick it for Mommy! Put it in your mouth, darling! Suck Mommy’s clit too!”

Henry straightened two fingers, gently guiding them into the narrow, clinging interior of her pussy. Then he lovingly started swabbing her clit with his tongue, basting it with saliva. He took the clit bud between his lips, sucking it, making it swell bigger. Then he settled into a rhythm that she found extremely pleasurable, sucking her clit as he fucked her pussy with his hand.

“Ugh! That’s enough! Fuck me now, Henry! Hurry, Henry, put your peter in Mommy’s pussy! Fuck me hard!” Henry rose up, mounting her, aiming his throbbing peter at the well-wetted pussy opening. Margaret pulled her knees up to her shoulders, looking down and watching her son guide in the peter. The peter knob popped into her gooey pussy and then the peter. Then inch after inch of the long, stiff pussy-pleaser was boring into her fuck channel, stuffing the mother’s pussy to burst-ing with the stiff peter she craved. “Fuck me, Henry! Ugh! I’m so horny now! Fuck me, fuck your horny mother!”

Henry sprawled on top of his naked mother, crushing her tits under his chest. Margaret shuddered, feeling the tremendous peter stabbing to the hilt in her pussy. She wrap-ped her legs around his back, humping fast and hard. Henry met her rhythm, fucking his huge, achey peter in and out of her pussy.

His fucking was especially satisfying right after the licking. His tongue and fingers had made her pussy so hot and drippy, and now it was intensely satisfying to give her hot, hairy pussy pussy something long and prob-ing to suck on to.

Margaret’s pussy now clung to her son’s stroking peter with a special tightness, nursing around every inch of the peter. Her pussy was so horny and itchy that she couldn’t think of anything else. She needed a long, violent fucking now, so she could relieve herself with a long cum on her son’s huge peter.

“Fuck me, Henry!” She bounded her ass frantically off the bed, pistoning her tight, throbbing pussy onto his peter as fast as she could. “Really hard now, baby! Unh, unh, ram it in! Fuck Mommy’s pussy just as hard as you can!”

Henry fucked her, panting on her shoulder, relentlessly spearing his huge, swollen peter into the gushing depths of her pussy. Her frantic humping rhythm spurred him on. Soon he was stuffing her pussy as fast and deep as he could, utterly reaming her fuck channel with every skewering stroke of his peter.

“Fuck me, fuck your horny mother!” Margaret chanted. “Ugh! Feels so good, Henry! Mommy’s cuming now! Oh, fuck, oh shit, Mommy’s cuming!”

Her wet, hairy pussy spasmed and spewed, gushing fuck juice onto her son’s peter, milking the belly-probing stiffness of his peter. Still Henry didn’t let the morning’s first load of cum juice flood into her belly. In-stead he gripped her ass cheeks and kept fucking her hard and fast, pounding his peter into her stomach, guiding her through the peak of her cum.

And it was in the middle of her orgasm that Margaret realized, suddenly, how badly she wanted to feel her son’s peter pounding into her ass. The violent cum spread through her whole body, making her puckered little sphincter pulsate in and out as her pussy spasmed around his peter. It had been a long time since Margaret had enjoyed a really good ass reaming, particularly with a peter nearly as large as her son’s. She wondered if Henry would enjoy fucking her ass as much as he obviously loved sticking his peter into her pussy.

“Take it out, Henry,” she panted. “Mommy wants to show you another place to put your peter now.”

Henry obeyed her, though it obviously hurt him to do so.

Margaret stared at the giant peter shaft as it reappeared from her furry clinging pussy. The peter was dripping with pussy cream, stone-hard with its need to shoot out the load clogging his balls. Margaret’s ass tingled and burned as she imagined getting such a huge donkey peter stuffed between her ass cheeks.

Margaret rolled over, sprawling on her belly. She thought of telling Henry to fetch some Vaseline from the bathroom, but she decid-ed it wasn’t necessary. His peter was drip-ping with pussy juice, after all, and besides, she was too horny to wait. Henry gasped in shock as he watched his horny mother stretch her ass cheeks open with her fingers, shamelessly displaying her pink, puckered shit opening to her very own son.

“Have you ever heard about ass fucking, son?” Margaret panted.

“Yes.”

“I’ll bet you have, honey. Henry, a lot of women really love getting their ass fucked. I’m no exception. Why, sometimes my little ass gets just as hot and horny as my pussy. Do you see the way Mommy’s ass is throb-bing right now?”

“Yes.”

“That means it needs a good fucking. But it’s a lot tighter than a pussy, Henry, and you can hurt it more easily. Ordinarily, it’s a good idea to use lots and lots of petroleum jelly before you try to give a girl a good ass fucking. You don’t have to do that now, ’cause Mommy’s ass is so horny.”

“Yes, Mom.”

“Get on top of me, honey. Hold your peter in your hand then put the tip into Mommy’s horny little ass. I know you’re going to like fucking my ass. It’s awfully, awfully tight. But be sure to slide your peter in slowly at first. I’ll tell you when you can go faster. All right?”

“Yes, Mom.”

Henry mounted her holding his peter in hand, fitting the spongy, cum-oozing knob into the rubbery ring of her ass. Margaret held her ass cheeks wider apart, shuddering as she felt the first pressure of his peter head on her red, horny ass. Then it was boring into her, stretching her sphincter wide, making her rubbery ass channel suck and spasm uncontrollably on the invading thickness of his peter.

“Ugh! Oh, Henry! You’ve got a really peter, honey! Ugh!

Fuck Mommy’s ass now, baby! Nice and slow, that’s right! Shove your big, stiff boner right up Mommy’s ass!”

Henry squirmed on top of her, putting his hips in the best position to drill his peter to the hilt in her bowels. Fucking a tight ass, he found, felt different from fucking a pussy. The pussy was much tighter; he had to thrust more slowly, at least at first.

Gradually Henry settled into steady fucking rhythm, packing his peter up her ass with every stroke.

Now the naked mother’s ass had really begun to itch and burn. The horny sphincter was stretched to bursting around her young son’s peter, sucking on the veined peter shaft as it stabbed relentlessly into the depths of her bowels. There was some pain as his peter burrowed into her ass, but it was more than compen-sated for by a delicious pleasure that grew stronger every second. Soon the horny mother was humping fast and hard, whimp-ering as she held her ass cheeks apart, eagerly fucking her tender, horny ass onto the satisfying stiffness of her son’s huge peter.

“Yes, fuck Mommy’s ass honey!” she gasped. “You can do it hard now! Ugh! It doesn’t hurt at all! Oh please Henry Mommy’s ass needs fucking so much!”

Henry lunged down hard, packing every inch of his peter into the sucking tightness of her anus. For several seconds he lay still, letting his peter soak in the spasming tight-ness of her ass tract. Then he pulled out slowly, withdrawing until only the tip of his peter parted her ass ring. Margaret gasped with pleasure as her son again nailed his peter into the welcoming tightness of her bowels.

“Fuck my ass, fuck my horny little ass!”

Henry started giving she the violent, deep ass fucking she needed. In and out his peter sawed, fucking through the gripping, rubbery tightness of her shit tube. Henry panted on her shoulder, his balls painfully swollen with an early morning load of spunk. He fucked her tight ass harder and harder, ramming his aching peter through the sucking grip of her bowels.

“Ram it in, Henry!” Margaret released her jiggling ass buns, no longer needing to spread apart to allow her child to ream out her bowels. She thrust both hands under her belly, groping through her juice-matted pussy curls until she found her fat, swollen clit. Shamelessly the naked mother started rubbing the tingling little bud, jacking off her pussy as her hung son pleasure her ass with his huge, stroking peter.

Henry thrust harder and harder, until he was ass-fucking her with all the strength in his loins. Furiously he stabbed his peter into her rubbery-gripping ass, feeling the stretch-ed sphincter clinging to his peter with every stroke. His giant fuck organ was getting even stiffer, and Margaret sensed that he would be showering her bowels with jism. She rubbed her clit in a frenzy of incestuous fuck passion, frantically fucking her hot, itchy ass onto her young son’s peter.

“Fuck my ass, fuck horny little ass!” she pleaded. “Ugh!

You’ve got such a big one, Henry! Mommy’s ass loves your peter!

Ugh! Cuming now! Fuck me, fuck Mommy’s horny ass! I’m cuming, cuming!”

Her ass spasumed and throbbed, milking the skewering stiffness of her son’s Henry kept ass-fucking as hard as he could, guiding her through the peak of her cum. Then he collapsed on his mother’s blushing ass buns, slamming his peter as far up her stretched itchy ass as it would go.

The milky white peter juice spewed out of his hard-on, flooding his mother’s ass with hot cum. Margaret felt the creamy load spouting into her ravished ass, anointing the burning walls with a soothing tide of jizz.

“Oh, Henry,” she panted. She flexed her muscles around the cum-squirting hard-on, helping her hung child shoot out every drop.

Later today, she realized, she was scheduled for another counseling session with Walter Wayne. He would undoubtedly want to fuck her too.

Margaret was already beginning to get used to the idea of having two hung, horny studs to fuck her mouth or ass whenever she wanted to do it.

Chapter Six:

“Ugh! No! Don’t fuck Mommy’s pussy again, Walter!” Patty gasped. “It’s a sin! You know it’s a sin to fuck your own mother!”

Walter paid no attention. He was on top of her now, holding her legs open, trying to stuff his peter up her pussy. Ten minutes earlier, he’d barged into her bedroom, catching his naked mother feverishly finger fucking her pussy.

That was all the encouragement her horny son had needed. Patty had valiantly resisted her craving to fuck her son again, but she still hungered for his peter, and both of them knew it. Patty had immediately stopped playing with her pussy, trying to act stern as she asked Walter to leave. Walter had just grinned and stripped off his pajamas. Now he was only seconds away from getting his peter back into her pussy, where they both knew it belonged.

“Please, Walter! Don’t fuck Mommy’s pussy again! No, Walter, no!

Tell…tell your counselor about it this after-noon! She can help you!

Don’t keep fucking Mommy!”

Walter got the tip of his huge fuck organ into her blond hairy pussy. The second she felt the giant peter plowing in, Patty knew she was a goner. She stopped struggling, instead lay still on the bed. Her legs were spread wide, her knees up to her shoulders. She didn’t try to lower them though that would have made it harder for her son to fuck her. Instead she just lay there, looking down, watching the huge peter spearing deeper and deeper into her tight, buttery pussy.

“Do you still want me to stop, Mom?”

Walter stared at her, smiling, knowing the effect the peter had on his horny Mom. Then he lay flat on her naked body, crush-ing her big tits under his chest. The next thing Patty knew, her son was ramming his peter all the way up her tight, juicy pussy, completely stuffing the pussy that had given birth to him so many years before.

“Ugh! Oh, Walter! You bad boy!”

The sex-starved mother raised her legs as high as she could, draping her ankles over his shoulders. Then she frantically started wiggling and humping, pumping her wet pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of his peter. Walter met her strokes, ramming his peter into her furry fuck opening. Soon the mother and son were humping in rhythmic unison, their bellies slapping together and bed springs squeaking as they feverishly, hungrily fucked.

“Still want me to stop, Mom? Do you?”

Patty responded by twisting her son around, surprising him with her strength, pushing him onto his back. Now she was on top, her knees planted on the bed to either side of his hips, where she could control the speed and energy of their fucking.

Patty gripped his shoulders, her enormous, stiff-nippled tits swaying heavily over his chest. Her face was flushed and contorted, a mask of incestuous passion. Furiously she started wiggling and humping her ass again, shuddering as she pistoned her glove tight pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of her young son’s peter.

“Fuck me,” she gasped. “Fuck me, Walter! Please, please, please, baby, fuck my juicy pussy!”

Walter looked up, watching his giant peter sliding in and out of her tight pussy. He started bucking to meet her strokes, fucking his ass off the bed, ramming his peter deep inside her pussy channel. Soon they were fucking in rhythmic unison again, Patty groaning and sighing as she felt herself drawing closer to a violent, early-morning cum.

“Fuck Mommy’s wet pussy, honey!” The bed springs squeaked in protest as she humped her ass in a frenzy, banging her hairy blond pussy onto the root of her son’s peter. “Ugh! Mommy’s pussy is so wet and juicy! Harder, do it harder! Mommy needs fucking so bad!”

Walter fucked his Mom as hard as he could, bucking his ass high off the bed, clawing her hips as he speared his peter in and out her pussy. Patty felt a violent orgasm welling up in her loins. She fucked her son like a bitch in heat, her face contorted in ecstasy, think-ing of nothing but the satisfying stiffness of his pounding peter.

“Fuck me, fuck your horny mother! Ugh! Mommy’s cuming now! Cuming!”

Walter heaved his hips off the bed, impaling his peter into his mother’s pussy. He came at the same time, spewing great, sticky gobs of peter juice into the buttery tightness of her pussy. Patty squealed as she felt the load spouting into her pussy channel, sooth-ing the itchy walls of her pussy. But already she was thinking of how ashamed she felt, how sinful it was for a mother to willingly give her pussy to her very own son.

She just hoped that Walter’s counseling sessions with Margaret Kelly did him some good.

• • •

“Man, I really think this is doing me a lot of good, Mrs. Kelly,” Walter said, later that afternoon. “You must like sucking my peter better than any woman I ever met in my life!”

“Then why don’t you just let me suck your peter when it gets hard, Walter?” Margaret raised her face from his lap, a glistening strand of saliva hanging obscenely from her lower lip to the tip of his peter. “I’m sure you can see why she feels so ashamed of letting you fuck her. Why don’t you just let me suck the cum out of your peter instead?”

“Yeah, but I like fucking her too,” Walter grinned. “Besides, she is really horny. If I tried to leave her alone for a couple of days, she’d probably wind up attacking me. Then she’d really feel guilty.”

Walter winced, his peter throbbing with blood and jism. He held Margaret’s head with both hands guiding her face back down to his peter.

“Keep sucking,” he said.

Margaret was happy to oblige. Walter’s peter was so tremendously long, nearly as sweet to suck on as her very own son’s. Margaret’s hunger for peter sucking and cum-gulping had grown even stronger since she’d begun fucking both the young studs. Hardly a half-hour had passed in the past day that she hadn’t thought hungrily of the pleasure of sucking peter, of stuffing a really big one down her throat and slurping out its rich, sappy load of spunk.

Again the horny mother opened her mouth wide, plunging her open lips onto the tasty stiffness of Walter’s peter. She shut her eyes, concentrating on the pleasure of peter sucking. Her lips ovaled wetly around the fat, veined shank of his peter Margaret eagerly started sucking peter very hard, slurping and gurgling loudly as she nursed on the blood-beating hardness of her young client’s peter.

Walter’s peter grew longer and stiffer, the red leaky peter knob pulsing on the roof of her mouth. Margaret nearly choked herself, trying to stuff his peter farther between her lips. Her fingers tightened on the root of his peter, and then she commenced a fast, urgent hand job, feverishly jacking his boner from the base to the sucking lips.

“Harder,” Walter pleaded. He stared at her, entranced by the spectacle of the gorgeous woman with a mouth full of peter. “Suck the cum out, Mrs. Kelly! Oh, shit, I’m really going to shoot big this time!”

By now Margaret’s right hand was a blur, wildly tugging up and down the huge, throbbing peter. She alternated between puckering her cheeks sharply inward and flaring them outward again, keeping a con-stant, suckling pressure on the tasty huge-ness of Walter’s peter.

More peter juice was burbling out all the time, which Margaret eagerly lapped up with her swirling, swiping tongue. As Walter had promised, she sensed that he was really going to squirt a big load of cream.

Again she suppressed the gagging reflex, plunging his peter farther into her mouth. At last her peter sucking efforts were rewarded with a spewing load of cream. “Oh, Mrs. Kelly! Suck my peter, Mrs. Kelly! I’m cuming!”

The sticky white stuff gushed from the tip of his peter, making the peter-lance tremble and pulse as it disgorged its sappy contents deeply into the mother’s mouth. The cum squirted onto her tonsils, running plentifully down her throat, satisfying Margaret with a mid- afternoon bellyful of hot, tasty jizz. Eagerly the peter-loving woman sucked harder than ever, violently beating his peter at the same time, refusing to take Walter’s huge peter out of her mouth until she’d licked the last traces of spunk off the crown of his peter.

“Oh, Mrs. Kelly,” Walter moaned, slumping on his seat. “Oh, shit, you really made me cum that time!”

“But you still want to fuck me, don’t you?” Margaret sighed.

She smirked as she sat up, licking the cum sap from her mouth. “I’m supposed to be helping you with that strange little craving of yours. I don’t think I’m making much head way.”

“I guess not,” Walter grinned.

“Perhaps it would be wise if I were to call her and set up a private appointment with her,” Margaret said. Then she smiled to herself, considering the idea. Patty Wayne was undoubtedly a very horny woman too to so freely allow her own son to fuck her. It had been a long time since Margaret had enjoyed a pussy licking session with another woman.

Chapter Seven

“And you say that Walter is still trying to initiate an incestuous, sexual relationship with you?” Margaret asked. She sat with her notebook and pencil again, pretending to take notes. A day had passed.

“That’s right,” Patty sighed. She squirmed nervously on the couch, uncomfortable discussing her private life with a therapist. She’d expected Margaret Kelly to be old and dowdy. It was discomfiting to see that the counselor was her age, and was endowed with a petite body every bit as curvaceous as her own.

“Did Walter try to have sex with you last night?” Margaret raised her eyebrows.

“He certainly did. He was very aggressive.”

Patty trembled in spite of herself, remem-bering the furious pussy pounding Walter had delivered the night before. Again, she had failed to suppress her need to fuck her own son.

“Was his peter stiff?”

“Extremely.”

“I have to ask a delicate question now.” Margaret folded her notebook and dropped it on the floor. “You’ve told me so far that Walter has made sexual advances on you. I haven’t asked yet, point blank, if any of these advances have been successful. Have they?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Have you fucked your own son?”

“Of course not!” Patty spluttered, instantly reddening with shame and fear. “What kind of question is that? I would never allow my own son to help himself to my own body.”

“That’s not what Walter says.”

The ensuing silence was long and tense. Patty’s blush deepened, and she shamefully averted her eyes, avoiding the counselor’s calm stare. Already she knew that she’d been caught. Horrible fantasies flashed through her mind’s eye of newspaper headlines, of a judge denying her custody of her son. Patty wondered if there was any point in trying to lie further.

“I’m not going to tell anyone about this, Patty,” Margaret said soothingly, as if reading her mind. “Anything you admit to me will be kept in strictest confidence. But I do think it would be best if we started being honest with one another. Walter admitted, with some persuasion on my part, that he has already fucked you many times. He says that you enjoying sex with him a great deal, but that you feel ashamed of yourself for letting your own son fuck you. Is that true?”

Patty took a deep breath and, finally, met the counselor’s eyes.

“That’s about right,” she said.

“You know, maybe it’s not really so awful to let Walter keep fucking you,” Margaret suggested. “After all, you’re both horny, and he’s old enough to –”

“No!” Patty stopped her with a brisk wave of her hand. “Please, don’t even suggest that. It’s disgusting. It has to end right now. I simply can’t allow Walter access to my body any longer.”

“Then why do you let him fuck you at all, Patty?” Margaret paused, letting the question sink in. “Is it because you’re so horny?”

“I…I guess.”

“Have you always been so horny, or has it only been since your divorce?”

“Always, I guess.”

“I see.” Margaret hesitated again. “Patty I’m going to ask you some very personal questions now. How often do you think about fucking and sucking in the course of a given day?” “A great deal.”

“Does your pussy usually respond to these thoughts by becoming moist and swollen?”

“Yes.”

“Was your pussy moist and swollen when you first allowed your son to fuck you?”

“Yes.”

“The questions I’m asking now, are they making your pussy feel wet and hot?”

Patty flushed with embarrassment.

“I guess.”

“I think it would be good if I took a close look at your pussy, Patty.” Margaret held up her hand, as if to stem off a possible objection. “Don’t worry. I have a degree in physical therapy,” she lied. “I’m just going to inspect it, Patty. All you have to do is pull down your pants and let me have a look.”

Patty thought about this for a moment, but by then Margaret’s stream of sex-oriented questions had made her pussy so itchy and horny that she was too distracted to object. She rose to her feet, kicking off her shoes and pulling her jeans off. Now all she had on were her panties.

Patty sat back down on the couch, pulling the cotton bikini panties off of her rounded little ass, exposing her hairy pussy mound to the therapist.

“You have a great deal of pussy hair,” Margaret observed.

Margaret knelt on the floor in front of her. Patty blushed as she let the counselor spread her long legs wide apart, completely opening her wet, curly-haired pussy for inspection. Margaret leaned close, pushing her face between Patty’s legs. Then she ran her fingers up Patty’s inner thigh, wiggling one between the pouting lips of Patty’s extremely horny pussy.

“Does that feel good?” Margaret asked.

She began moving the finger briskly in and out.

“Ugh!”

“Your pussy lubricates very easily, Patty. I’ve only just begun to touch it, and it’s already dripping. It’s very warm and swollen as well.” Margaret pushed in a second finger, jacking her off harder. “Does this feel better?”

“Ungggh!”

Patty blushed with shame, splaying her legs wider. The pussy scene was absurd; she already knew that Margaret was a horny dyke who wanted to seduce her. But, since she had begun fucking her son, Patty’s sex needs were so uncontrollably strong that she reacted helplessly to any stimulus. Now she started humping and wiggling her ass eagerly on the couch, fucking her wet pussy onto Margaret’s hand.

“Now your pussy’s getting even wetter. The inner lips seem to be spasming as well. You have an extremely tight pussy for a woman your age. I can see why Walter has such a strong desire to fuck you, even if your are his loving mother.”

“Ungggh! Oh, Margaret! Unngggh!”

“Was your pussy this hot and juicy when your son fucked you for the first time, Patty? I notice that your pussy seems to spasm harder when I ask you about it. Does it arouse you to think about your own son fucking your pussy, the way it feels to have a young boy’s stiff, throbbing fuck organ pounding into your pussy?”

“Ungggh! Oh, stop! Stop talking dirty! Ungggh!”

“Your clit is swollen, Patty.”

Still pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of Patty’s gooey fuck pussy, Margaret brought her left hand to the fat, dark pink bud protruding at the top of her pussy. She put her left forefinger on it, rubbing in a circular motion. Patty gasped, fucking her hips rapidly off the couch.

“Does this feel good?”

“Ungggh! Oh! Unggggh!”

“I think it would be good now to see how your pussy responds to oral stimulation, Patty.”

Margaret lowered her head, burying her face between Patty’s thighs. She pressed her mouth to the blonde’s wet, tasty pussy. The next thing Patty knew, the counselor had begun to lick and suck.

Hungrily Margaret sluiced her tongue up and down Patty’s throbbing pussy, eagerly lapping the pussy cream from the folds of Patty’s pussy.

Patty instantly felt her pussy growing even hornier, oozing a heavy flow of fuck oils onto the counselor’s tongue. Margaret slid her hands up higher, peeling open the pussy petals. She thrust her tongue deep inside Patty’s pussy, licking deep inside Patty’s pussy.

“Oh, suck me,” Patty gasped.

By now the extreme pleasure of having her pussy licked had made her lose all control of herself. She clutched Margaret’s head with both hands, frantically fucking her ass off the couch.

“Lick it good, Margaret! Ungggh! Oh, shit, you’re making my pussy so juicy! Suck it, Margaret, suck my pussy!”

Margaret pushed her tongue in and out of Patty’s pussy, making the blonde hump her ass faster on the couch. The clit was very hard now, twitching obscenely with its need to be licked and sucked. Margaret wriggled her tongue on it, sending spasming waves of intense pleasure coursing through Patty’s body. Then she took the swollen clit directly between her lips, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks on it, as if it were a tiny peter.

“Suck me, suck me!” Patty gasped. By now the blonde’s face was a mask of insatiable fuck need. “Ungggh! Put your fingers in again! Oh, shit, my pussy’s so wet! My pussy needs to cum!”

Again Margaret straightened her fingers, gooshing them into the clasping interior of Patty’s hot fuck tunnel. Rapidly she jacked off the horny woman, banging her knuckles on the puffy lips of Patty’s pussy. Then Margaret sucked the clit bud much harder, pressing her tongue on the tip, pushing it back and forth.

“I’m cuming!” Patty squealed. She clawed the back of Margaret’s head, almost weep-ing with pleasure, fucking her ass frantically off the couch. “Ungggh! Suck my pussy, suck my horny fucking pussy! I’m cuming now, cuming!”

Patty’s pussy spasmed violently, nearly as hard as it had the last time she’d enjoyed a savage fucking with her son. The delicious musky smelling pussy cream flowed heavily from the hairy pussy, giving Margaret a plentiful amount of pussy juice to tongue and lick up. Margaret kept her head buried between Patty’s trembling thighs, continuing to lick, suck and finger the cum-spasming pussy. Eating pussy, she thought, was almost as satisfying as slurping the peter juice out of a huge, throbbing boner like her son’s.

“Well!” Margaret sat back on her heels, licking her lips to savor the last droplets of pussy juice. “I’m sure you feel better now, don’t you, Patty? You certainly came hard, didn’t you?” Patty sprawled on the couch, staring down at her. She’d come to discuss her sex problems frankly with the therapist. Instead she’d wound up allowing the therapist to lick and suck her pussy. Patty wondered what was coming over her. She felt so horny these days that the slightest prompting could induce her to spread her legs and give her pussy to anyone.

“Your pussy’s still very juicy,” Margaret observed. She slipped her finger back into Patty’s pussy, sliding it teasingly in and out. “Would you like to suck my pussy now, Patty?”

“I–I don’t think I’d better.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

Margaret stood, in no hurry, instinctively understanding that Patty was too horny to refuse her. Margaret stripped naked, revealing her petite, busty body to the blonde. Then she stretched out on her back on the floor, splaying her thighs wide apart, showing her wet, black-haired pussy to the sex-starved blonde mother.

“You’ll feel a lot better after you suck my pussy, Patty,” Margaret purred. “I can see that you’re still very horny. I’m only trying to help you, after all. If I let you lick my pussy, your desire for sucking might be satisfied. You might not be so eager to give blow jobs to your own son.”

Patty slid off the couch, her mouth already watering, unable to resist the sight of Margaret’s moist, juicy pussy. Patty lay on her stomach between the brunette’s legs, confronting the curly-haired fissure of her pussy. Then she pressed her mouth on it, red-faced with shame and passion, licking another woman’s pussy for the very first time.

“That’s a good girl,” Margaret sighed.

Margaret splayed her legs wider, completely opening her throbbing pussy for Patty’s lips and tongue. She pushed her hand down, peeling open her pussy petals with her fingers. Then she started humping her ass lightly on the floor, hungrily thrusting her wet, horny pussy onto Patty’s tongue.

“Get your tongue in there, Patty! Ungggh! That’s a good girl! You like the way my pussy tastes, don’t you?”

Patty didn’t answer. She was already too busy licking and sucking. As Margaret had suggested, the taste of another woman’s wet pussy was extremely exciting to her. She felt her own pussy throbbing lewdly as she thrust her tongue in deep, lapping the fragrant pussy oils from the depths of Margaret’s aching pussy.

Margaret’s pussy was getting wetter, throb-bing on her lips. The inner lips spasmed, needing something to suck on. Patty straightened one finger, then as second, gooshing them into the narrow, creamy interior of Margaret’s fuck channel. Margaret gasped as the blonde started jacking her off, banging her fingers rhythmically in and out of her wet, overheated pussy.

“Suck me now,” Margaret cried. Her big tits jiggled as she humped her ass off the floor, fucking her wet, hairy pussy onto Patty’s mouth and fingers. “My clit! Ungggh! Suck my clit! Oh, fuck, oh, please, put it in your mouth now! Suck it, suck it hard!”

Patty obeyed, now pumping her fingers in and out of Margaret’s pussy as fast as she could. Margaret’s clit was fat and swollen, protruding at the tip of her fuck opening. Patty wrapped her lips around it, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks as she did when she sucked her son’s peter.

Margaret clawed the back of her neck, hard enough to draw blood. Then Margaret’s aching, tight pussy spasumed and throbbed in a long, violent cum.

“Lick it, Patty! Unh, unh, unh, lick it, suck my pussy! I’m cuming now, cuming!”

Patty feverishly kept sucking and finger-fucking, guiding the horny brunette through the duration of her second orgasm. At last Margaret let her pink-flushed ass cheeks drift back to the floor. Margaret sat up, smiling shamelessly, rewarding Patty’s pussy lapping efforts with a long, lewd kiss.

“Now, you enjoyed that too, didn’t you?” Margaret said. “See, Patty? I don’t think there’s really any harm in fucking your son, but you don’t really have to, if you don’t want to. Whenever you get horny, you can just come to see me. Free of charge. You have a beautiful body, and a wonderful, tasty pussy. I’ll be happy to lick it for you whenever it feels wet and hot.” • • •

“Ooh, that’s nice, honey. Your peter feels so good.” Margaret lay on her back later that night, her ankles bouncing on Henry’s shoulders, letting her horny son enjoy another fuck in her tight pussy.

“You love fucking Mommy’s tight pussy, don’t you?”

Henry didn’t answer. He was too busy laboring feverishly between his mother’s thighs, ramming his blood-swollen peter shaft in and out of her pussy. Margaret humped her ass to meet his rhythm, eagerly thrusting her horny pussy onto his peter.

“Honey? Would you like to fuck another woman besides Mommy?”

“I don’t care,” Henry panted.

“Her name’s Patty Wayne, Henry. I know you’d like her. Her pussy is blonde and she is very pretty. And she has got big tits.” Margaret hesitated.

“Do you remember the other day, when I was telling you about the boy who fucked his own mother? That’s the one, Henry. Patty is very, very horny woman honey. She wishes she could keep her son out of her panties, but she is just too horny to resist him.”

Henry was too busy fucking her to answer, but Margaret could feel his peter swelling even stiffer in her pussy. She knew Henry sensed the direction her conversation was leading, and she knew that the idea already turned Henry on.

“Henry, why don’t you visit Patty Wayne tomorrow? I’ll give you an excuse, so you can see her when her son’s at school. I’ll bet she’ll be at home, playing with herself. She really is terribly horny, son. She needs more fucking badly.”

“What d’you want me to do it for?” Henry panted.

“Because I think it would be fun for you,” Margaret giggled. “And I think it would be nice if the four of us could all start fucking together eventually. Patty just needs a little more persuasion. Your peter is an awfully good persuader, honey. I know that for a fact. Will you promise to see her tomorrow, Henry? And give Patty a good humping?”

“Yeah!”

“That’s a good boy.” Margaret whimpered, feeling her pussy throbbing around his peter. She wrapped her legs around his back, bucking in a frenzy of lust. “Now fuck me, Henry! Hard, lover, fuck your mother hard!”

Chapter Eight:

“Oh, oh! Fuck me, Walter! Fuck Mommy’s horny pussy! Harder, Mommy’s going to cum now! Fuck Mommy’s pussy as hard as you can!”

Patty was on her back, her legs up in the air, whimpering and moaning as her son labored on top of her. Walter had been ready to go to school when he’d decided he wanted another fuck in her pussy. She’d protested at first, as she always did, but he’d had little trouble persuading her to lie on her back and spread her legs.

His pants were bunched around his ankles. His schoolbooks were on the floor, next to the bed. Walter fucked his Mom fast and hard, not even thinking about her pleasure, concentrating only on making the peter juice spurt up from his balls as soon as he could.

“Fuck Mommy’s pussy, fuck Mommy!” Patty locked her arms around his shoulders, fucking her ass off the bed in a frenzy of passion. “Harder! Mommy’s so horny! Oh, fuck, oh, I’m cuming now! Fuck your mother, I’m cuming, cuming!”

Walter grunted, coming down hard, ram-ming his peter deep inside his mother. Then the milk-white peter sap flooded out of his balls, raining into her pussy channel, flood-ing her buttery pussy with juice.

Walter kept fucking furiously, shuddering as the last droplets of spunk burned from the head of his peter. Then he popped his peter out of her hairy pussy slit and wiped it off insolently on her inner leg.

“See you later today, Mom.”

He pulled up his pants, picked up his school books and left. Patty remained on her back on the bed, fully clothed, her skirt hiked up to her waist to give her son access to her pussy. Her pussy was all wet and swollen from the torrid fucking he’d just given her, and she could feel his sticky peter juice seeping out of it, matting in the dense curls fringing her pussy.

She’d been reduced to nothing, Patty thought. Her need for constant fucking was now so strong that her son could easily persuade her to lie on her back and spread her legs any time his peter got hard. All she could think of was the constant need in her wet, creamy pussy.

Patty put her hand on her steaming pussy, feeling the cum juice seeping out of the slit. The next thing she knew, she was finger-fucking again, rubbing her fat little clit, thinking about how good it felt when her pussy stretched around her son’s peter.

• • •

“Unh, unhg! Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny pussy! Unh, unh, need to cum!”

This time her son wasn’t with her in the house. It was one in the afternoon and Patty was still finger fucking. She sprawled on her living room sofa, staring blankly at a game show droning on the television set in front of her. Her terry robe was open, exposing her huge tits and her wet, hairy pussy. Patty wiggled her ass on the couch as she moved her hand between her thighs, rubbing and stroking her hard, aching clit.

“Fuck me, fuck me — ”

The doorbell interrupted her. Patty con-sidered not answering it at all. It was probably just a door-to-door salesman, and whatever he’d want to sell her wouldn’t be half as important as satisfying her wet pussy. At last, reluctantly, she rose, tied the sash holding the robe together, and went to see who it was.

The visitor was a boy just about Walter’s age. Patty squinted at him, wondering why his face looked so familiar. “Yes?” She held the door open, automatically drawing the robe tight across her tits.

“Hi,” the boy said. He smiled. “My name’s Henry. You know my Mom, Margaret Kelly?”

Patty flushed, instantly feeling a cold sense of trepidation. What reason could Margaret have for sending her son to visit her?

“Y-yes, I know her,” Patty stammered. “What do you want to see me about?”

“Well, it’s not too good to explain it out here.” Henry smiled, seeming very calm. “Do you mind if I come in and talk to you for a minute?

Thanks…”

He walked past her, entering her home without permission. Patty hesitated, then shut the door and followed him into the living room, where she found that Henry had already made himself comfortable on the couch. He wore only a T-shirt and cut-off, and Patty felt her pussy getting wet again as she stared at the sumptuous bulge behind his zipper. God, what kind of slut had she turned into? It had gotten to the point that even glimpsing a bulging peter could make her horny.

“Man!” Henry sat up on the couch, sniffing. “This pussy hose smells like wet pussy!”

“What on earth!” Patty gasped. She gaped at him dismay, blushing fiercely, automatici-ally holding her robe tighter. “How…how dare you say such a disgusting thing to me?! Get out of my home this instant!”

“Aw, that’s okay,” Henry grinned. “I didn’t mean anything by it. I guess you were playing with yourself when I came over, huh?”

“You’re disgusting. Get out of my home.”

“Take it easy.”

Then, Henry shocked her again, calmly unzipping his cut-offs and pulling them off. Now he was naked from the waist down except for his tennis shoes. His peter was enormous and stiffening rapidly, swelling with blood and jism in little jerks. Henry took his peter in hand and stared intently at her body.

“See, my Mom told me how horny you are, Mrs. Wayne,” he said. “She said you’d be a good person to see if I wanted to get my peter sucked. I really like a good blow job, Mrs. Wayne. I decided to take the day off from school to come over here, to see if you could give me one. How about it?”

“What-what do you think you’re doing?”

“Just asking to get my peter sucked. That’s all.”

And then Henry wrapped his fingers around his peter, stroking it hard and fast. Patty stared in disbelief and growing passion as the meaty peter swelled stiffer and stiffer. Soon it was as hard as an iron bar, every bit as enormous as her own son’s peter.

“I know you went down on my Mom, Mrs. Wayne,” Henry said calmly. “I know it’s because of how much you like to suck on things. So, why don’t you just suck my peter, too? It’s really a nice one, isn’t it? Why don’t you put it in your mouth, Mrs. Wayne, and see how it tastes?”

Patty’s mind was reeling. She’d never met a grown man who was so aggressive, let alone a lad who was young enough to be her own son.

Helplessly she stared at Henry’s big boner, watching it pulse as he jacked it with his fist. Her pussy tingled as she thought of how intensely satisfying it would be to suck a big, hard peter this afternoon, to satisfy her constant craving for stiff peter with a nice, spicy belly full of spunk.

“Come on, Mrs. Wayne. You know you want to.”

Patty dropped to her knees. She couldn’t believe she was doing it, couldn’t believe her craving for hard peter had grown so strong that she would suck off any arrogant stranger who asked for it. Henry smiled knowingly, stepping closer. Now his peter was right in front of her face. Patty wrapped her fingers around the root, staring at the tip. Cum juice was leaking out of it. She sighed as she jacked the huge peter slow and hard, making the piss pussy open up, oozing more jizz.

“That feels good, Mrs. Wayne.”

Patty popped the peter knob into her mouth and started licking and sucking. It was good, tasty peter to suck, with cum sap nearly as rich and delicious as her son’s. Patty made gurgling, slobbering sounds as she nursed contentedly on the giant peter, shutting her eyes, blocking out her shame as she concentrated on the taste and feel of the peter between her lips.

Now it was getting even stiffer, pulsing on the roof of her mouth. Patty thrust her tongue onto the piss slit as the jizz oozed out more plentifully. She tightened her right hand around the base of his peter, and then she started beating his meat, fast and hard, whipping her right hand up and down from the root to her stretched, ovaled hungrily sucking lips.

Henry stared down at her, sighing as he enjoyed the torrid peter sucking. He held her head with both hands, curling his fingers in her thick blonde hair, rocking his hips lightly to fuck his peter in and out of her mouth. Patty felt like a complete whore now, happy to do absolutely anything for Henry as long as he’d let her suck his peter.

She thought of him with she, imagined Henry’s face as Margaret told him what a horny pussy licker and peter sucker Patty was.

Had Henry learned that Patty fucked her son too?

“Harder,” Henry panted.

Now the hung arrogant lad’s face was con-torted with pleasure as his orgasm grew nearer, as the heavy load of peter juice congested in his balls.

“Oh, shit, you suck hard!” He pulled her hair, rocking his hips, making the cream-starved Mom gag on his thick peter. “Jack it fast, Mrs. Wayne! Unggh, what a good peter sucker! I’m gonna cum any fucking second!”

Patty sucked his peter as hard as she could, her pussy face reddening with the torrid intensity of the blow job. Rapidly she alter-nated between puffing her cheeks up and sucking them in again, keeping as much pressure on the lad’s hard-on as she could. The huge peter grew stiffer still, spitting droplets of pre-cum onto her swirling, lapping tongue. Patty panted through her nose, whipping her right hand tirelessly up and down his peter, thinking of absolutely nothing now but the impending explosion of cum.

“Swallow it, Mrs. Wayne! Suck my peter, suck the juice out! Ugh! Cuming!”

The hot, white jizz spewed forth, squirting across her swirling tongue, coating her tonsil as the froth white stuff lashed down her throat. It wasn’t as delicious as her son’s cum, but Patty was so starved for the taste of cream that Henry’s gushing seed satis-fied her completely. Hungrily she clung to the juice-squirting boner, tirelessly jacking and sucking it, determined to nurse out every drop of his cum. Her frantic peter sucking efforts were rewarded. Henry’s peter kept spewing out juice for over a half-minute, and Patty’s belly felt warm and full with all the cream she’d just sucked out of his balls.

“That’s enough,” Henry said abruptly. “Take off that robe, Mrs. Wayne.” Now I get to fuck you.”

Patty sat back on her heels, gasping, her cheeks bright with a mixture of humiliation and lust. Henry was stripping off the rest of his clothes, never taking his eyes off her body. Patty hesitated, her fingers on the sash holding her robe together. Then she pulled it open, exposing her spectacular, big-titted nakedness, hoping that her gorgeous body would make Henry horny enough to give her the savage fucking she needed.

“Get on your back.”

Patty did it. She stretched out on the floor, completely naked now, her big tits jiggling spongily as she wiggled her ass buns into a good humping position on the rug. Henry stared at her as she raised her long legs high in the air, completely opening her drippy pussy for the first thrust of his peter.

“Fuck me,” she panted. “Hurry, Henry. Fuck my wet pussy.”

Henry dropped to his knees, his spit slicken-ed peter pulsing over her belly. Patty looked up eagerly as he mounted her, aiming his spongy peter tip at the pouting, curly-haired lips of her pussy. The horny blonde watched and felt the peter going into her, stretching her tight pussy open, making her glistening pussy walls spasm and suck as they forcibly accommodated the belly-probing length of his peter.

“Oh, fuck me! Ungggh! Feels good, Henry! Unh, you’ve got such a big one! Fuck my pussy, lover, fuck my horny pussy!”

Henry sprawled flat on top of her, crushing her enormous, stiff-nippled tits under his chest, and sinking his peter farther into her pussy. Then he started fucking. Up and down his lean young ass heaved, stroking her pussy, spearing his hard, aching peter in and out of the creamy blond tightness of her pussy. Patty quickly started humping to meet his strokes, excitedly bouncing her ass off the floor, fucking her wet, glove-tight pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of his peter.

“Fuck my pussy, lover, fuck my wet pussy!” She wrapped her thighs high cross his back, holding him close, shuddering as his giant peter sank farther into her pussy. Patty knew there was more of it, more that he hadn’t yet sunk into her. Patty desperately needed to feel every inch of it, every inch of his peter ramming into her belly, stuffing her pussy to bursting with the his peter.

Then Henry started fucking hard and very deep. Patty grunted as the stiff peter rammed all the way into her belly, reaching the depths of her womb. Now Margaret’s naked son was fucking like a wild man, panting on her shoulder, drilling her tight pussy as fast as he possibly could.

“Fuck my pussy, fuck my tight pussy!” Patty chanted. Her pussy was throbbing uncontrol-lably, gripping and sucking the skewering shaft of his peter. Again and again the big fuck organ rammed into her, stretching her furry pussy every time he stuffed his peter in to the hilt.

Henry moved hands down, clawing the sides of her ass cheeks. Then he started fucking her hard as he could. Relentlessly he worked on top of her bare, sweat-glistening body, ramming his peter into her belly, almost punishing her with the steely stiffness of his peter.

“Unngggh! Oh, Henry!”

Now Patty felt the cum welling up deep in-side her, making her gooey pussy suck even harder around his peter. She grimaced, her face contorting with raw fuck passion, twisting her head dazedly from side to side on the floor. Then she started humping in a frenzy of fuck need, abandon-ing all control as she feverishly pistoned her stuffed, sucking pussy onto the pounding shaft of his peter.

“Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny pussy!” she gasped. “Ugh! I’m cuming, Henry! Fuck my pussy, it’s cuming, cuming!”

Her pussy spasmed violently in orgasm, the juice nearly gushing out of the ravished pussy-slit, the fur-fringed lips throbbing with almost painful intensity around the racing shaft of Henry’s peter. Henry kept fucking her pussy as hard as he could, guiding her through the force of her orgasm. But still he didn’t lose his second load into her pussy, and suddenly Patty realized where she wanted to feel his peter ramming next.

“Take it out,” she panted. “I-I want you to fuck my ass. Right now, Henry. Hurry!”

Henry paused for a moment, grinning, as if to show his appreciation for how quickly her true colors had come out. Then he pulled his throbbing peter out of her pussy, the giant shaft of fuck meat twitching obscenely up and down with its need to shoot its load of cum.

Patty stared at the boy’s peter, resisting the urge to pop it back into her mouth for more sucking. Instead she rolled onto her belly, reaching behind her back to spread her ass cheeks wide, shamelessly displaying her pink, puckered ass for the stabbing impalement of his peter.

“It’s all hot and horny, Henry,” Patty whimp-ered, as her itchy little pussy throbbed obscenely in and out. “Hurry, honey, please fuck my ass for me! Do it hard, my ass needs your peter!”

“Shit, Mrs. Wayne! My Mom sure was right about you!”

Then Henry mounted her again, this time aiming his huge, swollen peter tip at her distended spencter. Patty grunted and bit her lips as she felt the enormous peter stabbing into her, cleaving into her bowels. The thickness of his peter stretched her ass to bursting, even though he only had the first two inches in.

Patty knew it was going to hurt, but she didn’t care. Bravely she spread her pink-flushed ass cheeks wider apart, desperately horny to have her tender ass gorged with hard, fucking dick.

“Deeper, Henry,” she pleaded. “Oh, please, please, ram it up my ass honey! My ass needs your big fucking peter!”

Henry started humping on top of her, groan-ing as he felt her rubbery shitting muscles sucking and flexing around his peter Her ass hadn’t been lubed, but the naked blonde was so horny, and her ass was throbbing so hard, that Henry was sure he could bury his peter up her bowels without hurting her. He panted on her neck as he commenced his fucking rhythm, making Patty cry out as he rammed his peter up her ass deeper with every thrust.

“Ugh! Oh, Henry! Ugh! It’s so big and stiff, Henry! Ugh! Fuck my little ass honey! Oh, shit, pack me with it! Pack me deep!”

By now the hung youth had over half of his hard-on rammed up her spencter, and Patty knew she didn’t have to hold her ass cheeks open anymore. Eagerly she thrust both hands under her belly, groping through her juice-matted pussy curls until her fingers touched her clit. Shamelessly, she started finger fucking, pleasuring her pussy as her ass sucked and spasmed around young Henry’s peter.

“Fuck my ass, fuck my horny little ass!” she pleaded, almost screaming out the words. “My ass’s so horny, Henry! Oh, fuck, oh, yes, my ass needs your peter!”

Then Henry came down very hard, suddenly ramming every inch of his immense peter into the tender, gripping warmth of her spencter.

Patty bucked violently, almost unable to bear the pleasure coursing through her bowels. Henry lay motionless on top of her, letting her itchy anus suck and spasm around his peter.

“Fuck it, Henry, fuck it good!”

Henry pulled out slowly, withdrawing until only the tip of his enormous peter distended her rubbery shit opening. He grunted, then nailed his peter all the way in again. Patty shuddered with need, finger fucking wildly, thrusting her stretched ass onto his peter.

Then Henry settled into a hard, bowel- impaling rhythm, relentlessly stabbing his blood-swollen peter in and out of her ass.

“Ahhh, yesss,” Patty hissed.

She humped rapidly to meet his strokes, her ass sucking and throbbing, convulsively spasming around the rooting length of his peter. The pleasure in her stretched burning ass was spreading through her pussy body, making her stiff nipples tingle, making her pussy ooze hot fuck juice onto her pumping, digging fingers. Patty felt another cum welling up in her crotch, making her horny ass suck his peter that much harder. There was nothing she could do to control the intensity of her passion. There was nothing she loved more than sucking the juice out of a big, stiff peter, or feeling one ramming deep inside her pussy and ass.

“I’m cuming!” she panted. Ugh! Oh, shit, so horny, so fucking horny! Fuck my ass, fuck my horny little ass! I’m coming now! Ugh, ugh, cuming!”

Henry fucked her tender little ass as hard as he could, thinking only of his own pleasure now, massing the steely stiffness of his own peter as he hammered it into her bowels. Patty came again and again, thinking of her son, wishing it was her son’s peter rooting in the depths of her bowel tract. Then Henry’s peter grew even stiffer up her ravished shit chute, and Patty knew she was about to feel another milky load of peter cream spewing into her bowels.

Henry’s peter started cuming. The sticky white stuff sprayed out of his peter head, geysering into her ass, basting the rubbery walls of the spencter with a soothing tide of cum. Patty gasped as she laid submis- sively beneath him, flexing her ass, making her ass suck all the jizz out of his peter. She knew she didn’t have any control anymore. She was just too horny. If Henry wanted to, he could fuck or suck her any time his peter got stiff. So could she.

So could her own son.

Chapter Nine

“Ungggh! No, Henry, please stop fucking me! My son’s going to come home! You don’t want my son to catch you fucking me, do you?”

“I don’t care,” Henry grunted. “Move your hot little ass, Mrs. Wayne!”

They were in her bedroom now. Patty was on her back, naked, her long legs petered high, her ankles bouncing on Henry’s shoulders as he rammed his peter in and out of her pussy. It was late in the afternoon now, and Walter could come home at any time. Patty had lost track of how many times she’d let Henry fuck her tight pussy, how many times the seemingly endlessly horny lad had sprayed his load of peter juice deep inside her mouth, ass or pussy.

He seemed to enjoy reaming her ass best of all. Now, as Henry kept ramming his peter into her pussy, Patty was conscious of how stretched and itchy her ass felt, how red and sore her sphincter had grown from accepting the pile-driving thrusts of Henry’s peter. It hurt to have a sore violently reamed ass, but it felt good at the same time. Now Patty’s ass was tingling and throbbing along with her pussy, responding lewdly every time young Henry rammed his peter to the hilt in her pussy.

“Oh, Henry! Ungggh! You’re making me so horny again! Ungggh! Keep fucking my pussy, Henry! Oh, fuck! Oh, please, ram my pussy till I can’t even walk!”

Henry pushed her legs up even higher com- pletely opening her curly – haired pussy for the skewering thrusts of his peter. Then he picked up the pace of his count ramming, savagely drilling his huge, rock-hard peter into the creamy tightness of her pussy. Patty felt the giant peter pole slamming into her belly, ravishing her pussy to bursting with every thrust. Madly she humped her ass to meet Henry’s rhythm, crazed with her insatiable need for hard peter.

“Gonna cum again!” she cried. She flung her arms around his shoulders, whipping her ass off the sheets in a frenzy of lust. “Ugh! Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny little pussy! I’m cuming now! Fuck my pussy, Henry, cuming, I’m cuming!”

Her tight, hairy pussy sucked and throbbed uncontrollably in orgasm, spewing out fuck oils, contracting again and again around the womb – reaching stiffness of Henry’s peter. Henry kept fucking as fast as he could, his giant peter nursed by the spasming sheath of her pussy. Then yet another load of hot, milky peter juice started raining out of his boner. Patty felt the cum spouting deep inside her pussy, basting the well-reamed inner walls with a soothing tide of jizz.

“Ahhh, shit,” Henry sighed.

He pulled out of her hairy pussy, smiling with satisfaction as he flopped beside her on the bed. Patty just lay there with her legs spread, panting, the gooey mixture of jism and pussy juice running out of her pussy onto the bed. When she recovered enough to look up, she was surprised to see that Henry was finally struggling into his pants.

“I guess I better get out of here,” he mumbled. He grinned at her over his shoulder. “Man, you sure are a horny humper, Mrs. Wayne. I guess you must be pretty glad I came over after all, huh?”

Patty stared at his peter, watching the long, meaty pole disappear from sight as he zipped up his pants. Then she realized how horny she still felt. It simple didn’t matter to her that her son was coming home, that her own son would catch her sucking and fucking another boy’s peter. Patty just knew that she couldn’t stand to go even ten minutes without the sexual stimulation she craved.

“Don’t go, Henry.”

Henry stopped dressing, looking at her. Realizing that she had descended to the very depths of degenerate sexual behavior, Patty slid off the bed and knelt on the floor. Henry grinned at her knowingly as she stripped of his pants for him again, freeing his already stiffening peter.

“My ass’s horny, Henry,” Patty whimpered. “If I suck your peter for you again, will you give my little ass another hard fucking?”

Henry just smiled. Patty wrapped her fingers around his peter root, staring at the knob as she rapidly started beating his peter. His peter smelled strongly of pussy juice. It turned her on to slurp on a long, fat hard-on that had just finished fucking her tight pussy.

“Put it in your mouth, Mrs. Wayne!”

Patty opened her mouth, shuddering with her need for peter sucking as she shoved over a third of the peter between her lips. The well fucked peter wasn’t completely stiff yet, which meant she could suck and chew on it more easily. Patty shut her eyes and commenced the frantic peter sucking, slurping and gurgling, dragging her lips hungrily up and down the quickly swelling trunk of fuck meat.

“Oh, Mrs. Wayne!”

Henry dropped his hands, curling his fingers in her blonde hair, looking down to eagerly observe the peter sucking. Patty sucked peter so hard that her pussy face reddened with the effort, and it was impossible to hear herself panting through the nose over the loud, constant smacking and slurping.

Henry’s peter grew stiff again in obscene little jerks, until the pole was again as hard as iron. Patty forced herself to stop sucking peter, knowing how badly she needed to feel his peter drilling into her ass. She took the peter out of her mouth and inspected the stiff organ her sucking had created. The peter knob and shaft now glistened with an obscene mixture of pussy juice and wet spit.

“Fuck my ass again, Henry!”

She crawled back onto the bed, her itchy well-fucked ass tingling in anticipation of another violent bowel-probing. The naked blonde reached behind her back, spreading her ass cheeks with her fingers, again exposing her red, horny ass to Henry’s eyes and peter. Henry mounted her, pressing his spongy peter tip onto her puckered shit opening. The next thing Patty knew, her tender ass was again stretching wide to admit an enormous, ass-busting peter.

“Shove it in deep,” she said. She grimaced as she felt her ass stretching open, sucking and gripping around Henry’s peter. “Oh, honey, my ass’s still so horny! Fuck it good, Henry! Unh, unh, my hot little ass’s horny all the time!”

Henry started thrusting, hammering in his peter. In and out the peter pushed, sinking into her tender ass, stretching her shit chute wider and wider around the relentless pressure of his peter. Patty released her jiggling ass buns, knowing she no longer needed to hold them open to help Henry shove his peter in.

She thrust both hands under her belly, shuddering as she sank her fingers into her pussy. Shamefully, Patty started finger- fucking, beating off her pussy as she thrust her abused, aching ass onto Henry’s peter.

Henry grunted, coming down hard, nailing his immense peter all the way into the rub-bery grip of her ass. For a moment he lay still on her saucy ass cheeks, enjoying the pressure of her shitting muscles as they clung needfully to his peter.

Then the hung youth started fucking her tight ass again, sliding his peter in and out of her bowels. Patty humped to meet his rhythm, thrusting her burning sphincter onto his peter as hard as she could.

“Fuck my ass!” she pleaded.

She finger fucked her pussy in a frenzy, alternating between stroking her clit and darting her fingers in and out of her pussy.

“Ugh! Oh, fuck! Oh, please, It’s so horny! My ass needs fucking, Henry! Ugh! Ram the shit out of it, make it cum, make it cum!”

Henry started ass fucking as hard as he could, savagely plowing his freshly cum-laded peter into the sucking depths of her anus.

Patty soon felt the cum spreading through her loins. It seemed to grip both her pussy and ass at the same time, making her pussy spew pussy cream onto her fingers, and her anus grip and suck around Henry’s peter.

“I’m cuming!” she cried. “Fuck my ass, fuck my horny ass! Cuming, cuming!”

Henry kept fucking her hard and deep, guiding her through her orgasm. It was only when she recovered her senses that Patty realized that the violent ass fucking session had been observed from beginning to end.

It wasn’t just Walter standing in the doorway, though, grinning at his horny mother. Margaret was standing and watching too.

Chapter Ten:

“Well, I can see that you’re having a good time,” Margaret purred. “Is my Henry keeping you happy, Patty? He’s a good fucker, isn’t he?”

Patty just lay there, Henry’s peter still stiffly embedded deep inside her ass, her eyes shifting rapidly from Margaret to Walter as she tried to understand what was going on. They didn’t give her time to think. Margaret crossed the room, sat on the edge of the bed and shamelessly caressed Patty’s naked body. By then Walter had already begun stripping off his clothes.

“See? There’s nothing really wrong with you, Patty,” Margaret whispered. “You’re just horny, that’s all. You need a lot more fucking than average. That’s why I sent my darling Henry over to visit you. I know what a wonderfully large peter he has. You see, darling, you’re not the only mother who fucks her own son.”

Henry raised his hips, grimacing as he slid his enormous peter out of Patty’s stretched, tender ass with a lurid plopping sound. Then he stood in front of her looking at her expectantly. Patty watched, almost unable to believe her eyes as Margaret dropped to her knees, facing Henry’s gigantic peter. The lad’s massive, twitching hard-on was soiled and sticky from fucking Patty’s ass. Margaret obviously didn’t care at all. She opened her mouth wide and thrust her head forward, stuffing her own son’s giant peter between her lips.

She does fuck her own son, Patty thought. The blonde looked on in disbelief and growing horniness, seeing the hunger with which Margaret’s lips clasped around Henry’s peter. Margaret was obviously a very hungry, cum-loving peter sucker. She wrapped her fingers tightly around the base of Henry’s peter skillfully beginning to jack her son’s peter a she sucked and slurped on the tip.

Standing in front of the door, Walter was now completely naked. He held his own peter in hand, jacking it slowly as he watched. Margaret sucked loudly and wetly on Henry’s hard-on, almost seeming to enjoy the taste his peter had acquired from fucking Patty’s anus. Soon the blow job had cleaned every trace of shit juice from Henry’s organ, leaving it glistening with spit from base to tip.

“Look, Patty.” Margaret took the big boner out of her mouth, looking mischievously at her blonde friend. “I got my son’s peter all nice and clean for you again. Now Henry can fuck your pussy, while Walter fucks your ass too!”

Patty remained where she was, her stiff nipples tingling and her pussy getting wet again, gradually understanding the kind of incestuous foursome that Margaret propos-ed. The last remnants of her conscience told her to get out of the room immediately, that letting Henry and her own son double-fuck her while Margaret watched would be stooping into the very gutter of depravity. But Patty had never been double-fucked before. Despite the endless humping she’d enjoyed that day, her pussy body thrilled to the thought of being stretched by two enormous, pounding peters at the same time.

Patty said nothing. It was the same as giving in. Henry smiled at her, then joined her on the bed again, this time stretching out on his back with his enormous, spit-dripping boner pulsing obscenely over his stomach. Patty shared a long, knowing look with Margaret. Then she submissively did what they all wanted her to do: she mounted young Henry, planting her knees on the bed to either side of his hips, taking hold of his giant peter and directing the rosy knob into her pussy.

“Does it feel big going in, Patty?” Margaret whispered, then looked over her shoulder at Patty’s son.

“Look, Walter. Don’t you like watching moms pussy stretching around another boy’s peter?”

Walter was watching, still jacking on his own peter, watching for the moment when he could bury its throbbing stiffness deep inside his mother’s bowels. Patty grimaced, feeling Henry’s peter stretching her pussy, the glistening walls of her pussy sucking and gripping around its breadth. She clutched Henry’s shoulders tightly, wiggling and thrusting her pink-flushed ass cheeks, making his stiff peter drive all the way up her buttery pussy.

Henry started thrusting, ramming his boner into her pussy. Patty felt it disappearing into her, deep inside the innermost depths of her pussy channel. She shuddered, banging her thighs on Henry’s hips as she forced his peter all the way in. Then she started humping again, fast and hard, rapidly bang-ing her tight, juice pussy up and down on Henry’s enormous peter.

“Fuck me,” she gasped. “Ugh! Fuck my pussy, Henry, fuck my juicy pussy! Oh, ram it in, Henry! My pussy wants your peter!”

Soon the humping unison fell into a fast needy rhythm, with Henry clutching Patty’s hips and Patty holding onto his shoulders, her huge tits jiggling over his chest as she slammed her hairy pussy onto his peter as fast as she could. Suddenly she felt the bed sagging behind her, and realized that her son had joined them on the bed. Patty quickly sprawled flat on Henry’s chest, eagerly awaiting the first skewering thrust of her own son’s hard peter into her already well fucked bowels.

“Spread ’em open, Mom!”

Patty knew what her son wanted. She reached behind her back, grasping her ass cheeks, spreading them wide to display her pink, itchy pussy to her hung, horny son. She glanced to her right, noticing that Margaret was now squatting against the wall and finger fucking as she watched. Then Patty forgot everything as she felt the first pressure of her son’s enormous peter, cleaving into the rubbery tightness of her sore, horny ass.

“Oh, Walter!” she gasped. “Fuck Mommy’s ass! Oh fuck, you’ve got such a peter!”

Walter was already humping hard, moaning with pleasure as he felt his mother’s tight, aching ass compressing around his peter. The first part of his peter bored into her shit chute easily, and then Walter had to start humping hard to force the rest in.

Patty felt like she was getting fucked by a horse. Both of the peters were so huge, and having them in her pussy and ass at the same time made them seem even larger. Only a thin flesh membrane divided her pussy and ass, and that membrane was not stretched by the pulsing, chafing length of their peters.

Patty felt more overwhelmed with raw fuck need than ever before in her life. Feverishly she started humping between the two hung studs, thrusting her pussy onto Henry’s peter one moment and eagerly fucking her stretched, horny ass onto Walter’s peter.

Walter grunted, moving his ass, forcing his cum-laden peter all the way into the rubber tightness of her sphincter. For a moment he lay still, letting his peter soak in the constant, pressurized warmth of her bowels. He started fucking again, much harder than before, rhythmically drilling his mammoth, aching peter through the stretched ring of her tight anus.

“Fuck my pussy, fuck my ass!” Patty squealed.

She was almost screaming out the words now, her pussy body aching with the most intense pleasure she’d ever felt. The sweat dripped from her body as she humped frantically between them, her tit melons jiggling, desperate for as much hard peter as she could possible get.

“Don’t shoot off in her,” Margaret hissed. The naked brunette was finger fucking in a frenzy, ramming her fingers in and out of her pussy as she watched Patty getting double-fucked. “Save…unh…save it for me, boys. “Don’t shoot your cum in her. I need to get fucked too!”

Then Patty felt herself starting to cum. She knew instantly that it was going to be a big, hard one, as her ass sucked uncontrollably around her son’s pounding peter, as her pussy spewed pussy oils onto Henry’s peter. The blonde grimaced and whipped her ass in a frenzy of passion, desperately trying to take in even more of their peters.

“Unh, unh! Fuck my pussy, fuck my ass now! Unh! Harder, both of you! I’m cuming now! Oh fuck, fuck the shit out of me!

Cuming, cuming!”

Her twin, ravished fuck channels spasmed violently, gripping the two giant peters, holding them deep inside her body as the cum pounded through her loins again and again. The cum lasted for nearly a minute, and both Henry and Walter kept fucking her violently through every second of it. When the spasm finally subsided, Patty was on the verge of unconsciousness. She offered no protest as her son pulled his peter out of her tender ass, giving her room to slide off of Henry’s peter and crumple on the floor beside the bed.

“God, I can’t wait,” Margaret hissed.

Henry was still lying there, his giant peter pulsing over his belly, now waiting eagerly for another chance to fuck his own mother. Margaret swiftly straddled him, taking Patty’s place, planting her knees on the bed to either side of his hips. She reached down, taking hold of his stiff peter, directing the knob into her pussy. Margaret held onto Henry’s shoulders and wiggled her tight little ass in a downward spiral, shuddering and panting as she felt her pussy being stuffed with the cum-bloated thickness of Henry’s peter.

“Now fuck my ass, Walter!” she gasped. “Hurry, hurry!”

Margaret was sprawled forward, crushing her tits on her son’s chest. She reached behind her back, shamelessly displaying her pink, puckered ass to Patty’s son. Walter swiftly climbed onto the bed again, his peter throbbing harder than ever. Looking up at them from the floor, Patty watched dazedly as Walter fit his swollen peter tip into the puckered gateway of Margaret’s bowels.

“Ugh! Feels good, Walter!” Margaret cried. “Fuck my horny ass now! Oh, please, fuck my horny ass!”

Walter started humping, grimacing with ple-asure as he sank his peter into the narrow, spasming ass, as he felt Margaret’s shitting muscles sucking around his peter. Margaret wiggled her ass to help him shove his peter in, her pussy still throbbing rhythmically around Henry’s peter. A half of Walter’s peter plowed up her ass, then two thirds. Walter grunted and fucked down hard, drilling every inch of his cum-laden boner into the grip of Margaret’s bowels.

It felt good. Margaret had sampled nearly every sexual variation known, but she had never really had her fill of double-fucking. The two peters stuffed inside her at the same time felt even bigger than they really were, stuffing her loins completely with hard, throbbing peter. Margaret grimaced and flushed, her face contorting with the intense pleasure of fucking. Then she started humping fast and hard, feverishly trying to fuck both of the peters at once.

“Fuck me, fuck meeee!” she gasped. “Unh, unh, fuck Mommy’s pussy, Henry! Oh, please, Walter, fuck the shit out of my horny little ass! Oh, hard, do it hard! I need to cum so fucking much!”

Walter pulled out, withdrawing until only the heart-shaped head of his hard-on distended her anal lips. He paused, then rammed his peter even deeper up her ass. Then he started fucking the naked, horny brunette with a quick, driving rhythm, tirelessly spearing his enormous peter in and out of her horny, itchy anus.

“Fuck Mommy’s pussy, Henry!”

Henry responded, humping his ass to meet Walter’s rhythm, drilling his peter in and out of her. Walter fucked harder, his peter swelling progressively stiffer in the rubbery grip of Margaret’s ass, growing close to showering her bowels with jizz. Soon both of the hung young studs were humping as hard as they could, guiding Margaret to the peak of ecstasy, ramming their peters in and out of her horny and writhing body.

“I’m cuming!” Margaret cried suddenly.

The orgasm burst violently deep inside her belly, radiating through her pussy and ass, making the twin fuck pussys spasm even harder around their peters.

“Ugh! Fuck my pussy, fuck my ass! Oh, shit, I love it! Cuming now! Unh, unh, cuming!”

Henry cried out, fucking his hips as high off the bed as he could, slamming his peter to the hilt in her cum- throbbing, juice- spewing pussy. Even in the middle of her cum, Margaret groaned with intense satisfaction as the milky-white peter juice started spew-ing out of Henry’s peter, flooding torrentially deep inside her pussy. Henry fucked harder than ever, draining his load into her, feeling the sappy white goo running out of her furry pussy slit and puddeling luridly on his stomach.

Walter rammed down hard, sinking his peter to the hilt in her ass. He started cuming too, shooting his load of peter juice deep inside the brunette’s pulsing ass. Margaret’s shameless smile widened as she felt her ass being showered with more cream.

Eagerly she kept bucking and humping between them, now flexing her sphincter to drain the last gooey droplets out of Walter’s peter.

And, watching from the floor, Patty had already begun finger- fucking as fast as she could. She knew that the boys would keep their peters hard, ready to fuck their mothers all day and night. Patty knew now that she couldn’t restrain the intensity of her passion for fucking, and she knew that she didn’t want to. She simply lived for the joy of having her pussy and ass reamed, or slurp-ing on her son’s enormous peter, sucking the tasty peter juice out of her own son’s peter.

 

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