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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
I am NOT the author. I don't have the talent to write these
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Gang Bang Mom
By Donna Allen
Chapter 1
"I want you to think about it," Charlie said.
Brenda Foster looked at Charlie Wilson. He was a nice guy, a
decent guy. He had a wonderful job in a local department store
and he wanted to marry her.
The trouble was Brenda did not know whether she wanted to
marry Charlie.
She did not know whether she wanted to be married at all.
Not again. She'd been divorced nearly ten years, she had a
son, and she wasn't certain she wanted to be married again.
In any case she had doubts whether Charlie turned her on
enough.
It was nice sometimes. There were times when she really
enjoyed it when they fucked, but usually it was boring.
It wasn't Charlie's fault. She certainly couldn't blame him.
It wasn't Charlie, it was herself.
She knew what the problem was. She was a realist and she
hated deceiving herself about things. The problem was that
whenever she and Charlie had sex she found herself thinking about
her son Ken.
She thought about Ken in ways a mother shouldn't think about
her son. She thought about fucking Ken and sucking Ken and doing
all the things with Ken that she did with Charlie.
How could she possibly marry Charlie when she was obsessed
with her own son?
Now Charlie said, "You're dreaming, honey. You haven't heard
a word I've been saying. You've got a faraway look in your eyes,
like you're a million miles away on another star. What's
happening?"
Brenda pulled the hair back from her eyes. Some of the men
at the other tables in the restaurant were looking at her. Men
always looked at her. They looked at her in a special way that
said they'd like to fuck her, and she always enjoyed that.
Even Ken looked at her like that. The other day she'd caught
him staring down the neckline of her blouse to get a look at her
tits.
She smiled at Charlie now. "It's one of those nights,
darling. I've got a damn headache again and I think I'd like to
get home early."
Charlie was disappointed, she could see it in his eyes. But
he was a good sport. He nodded and smiled and said he'd take her
home right after dinner.
Brenda felt much better. She was in no mood to cope with
Charlie tonight. What she needed was a peaceful evening at home
so she could think about her problems. There must be some way out
of the bind she was in. She had to think of something. She
couldn't just go on having the hots for her own son and let it
fuck up her life.
After the dinner was finished, they left the restaurant and
climbed into Charlie's car.
Brenda felt sorry for Charlie. Maybe it was mean of her to
cut the night short like this.
As Charlie drove the car out of the parking lot, she leaned
against him and kissed his cheek. Then she slipped her hand into
his lap and searched for the bulge of his cock.
When she found his prick, she squeezed it and said, "You're a
honey, Charlie."
She pulled his zipper down and slid her fingers inside his
fly to find his cockshaft.
He was already half hard by the time she brought his prick
out. The slit in his cockhead was leaking juice and she used her
thumb to spread it around.
Charlie did have a nice cock. The knob of his cock was
circumcised and because of that his cock always reminded her of
Ken's.
She hadn't seen her son's prick since he was just a little
kid, not close enough to have a good took at it. But he was
circumcised like Charlie and whenever she handled or sucked
Charlie's cock she thought of what it would be like to do it to
Ken.
When they reached Brenda's house, Charlie wanted to come
inside. Brenda talked him out of it. She said she was too tired.
She said if he'd like, she would suck him off right there in the
car.
"Jesus, Brenda, people live on this street. Suppose someone
sees us."
"It's dark, honey. They won't see anything if I have my head
in your lap."
She finally convinced him it was all right. By this time she
had a strong urge to suck his cock and she was getting annoyed at
him for putting her off.
She settled down with her head in his lap and her mouth on
his cockhead.
She knew it wouldn't be long. Charlie never lasted too long
when she had his cock in her mouth. She didn't mind. What she
wanted was a load of thick jism down her throat and the sooner she
got it the better.
She loved sucking a cock, any cock. She liked them fat and
skinny, long and short. The more jism a man had, the better she
liked it. When she sucked a cock, it was almost like she was
nursing on it. When a man gave her his load, it was almost like
she was taking milk from him.
What she wanted more than anything in the world was to take
milk from her son. She wanted her son's cock in her mouth and his
balls shooting his jism down her throat.
Would she ever get that from Ken? It seemed impossible, but
there was nothing wrong with dreaming about it. Now, as she
sucked Charlie's fat prick, she imagined it was Ken's cock and she
quivered with excitement.
Before long Charlie groaned and squirmed and warned her he
would soon be coming. Sometimes she sucked his cock awhile and
then jerked him off into a Kleenex. Tonight she wanted his load
down her throat.
Then Charlie gasped and threw his head back and started
coming.
Brenda kept her lips fixed around the knob of his cock as his
pisshole erupted into her mouth.
She counted four big spurts against her palate. She held his
slimy spunk in her mouth until the end, and then, when she finally
pulled her mouth off his prick, she swallowed the whole load at
once.
She had a small orgasm as the glob of thick jism slid down
her throat. She was not surprised by that. It happened often,
particularly when she was able to hold the whole load in her mouth
before swallowing it.
Now that Charlie had his balls drained, he was in a calmer
mood and ready to go home. Thank God, Brenda thought.
Charlie was really sweet, but she wanted an evening at home
with Ken tonight.
She kissed Charlie and promised to see him in a few days and
hurried out of the car and up the walk to the house.
At the front door she turned and waved goodbye to Charlie.
He waved back and pulled the car away from the curb.
Maybe I'm stupid, she thought. Maybe I ought to marry him
and stop dreaming about crazy possibilities.
It was awful for a woman to be obsessed with her own son like
this.
Opening the front door, she stepped in to the house.
It was quiet. Usually Ken had the TV going downstairs or
upstairs in his room. But now it was quiet and she wasn't even
sure if he was home.
She closed and locked the door and climbed the stairs to the
bedrooms.
The door to his room was open and she saw he had the light on
in there.
Then she looked in and there he was on the bed fast asleep.
There was nothing wrong with a young boy having a nap in the
evening. He had no reason to expect Brenda home for hours yet.
There was nothing wrong about sleeping.
But it was more than that. He had his pants and shorts down
at his ankles and his hand holding his cock.
He was just holding his cock with his fingers. His cock
wasn't hard, but Brenda hadn't seen her son's prick in years and
she was fascinated.
Then she noticed the wad of Kleenex on the bed and the
glistening spots on his thigh and she realized he'd been jerking
off.
She moved quietly into the room. There was a magazine on the
floor. She bent down and picked it up and muffled a gasp when she
saw what it was.
A sex magazine. People fucking and sucking. She turned the
pages and realized with a jolt the magazine had a theme. All the
pictures involved young men and older women.
Women like herself and young men who looked young enough to
be teenagers.
She put the magazine down on a nearby chair and looked at Ken
again. She looked at his cock and the way his fingers curled
around his cockshaft and she was sorry she hadn't been there to
watch him shoot off.
It was crazy, of course, he would never have done it in front
of her, but she was not sorry she missed it anyway.
She imagined his hot jism spurting out of his cockhead in a
geyser of cum.
Boys his age always shot a big load of fuck-cream when they
came. They always had full balls.
She couldn't resist touching him. Easing herself down, she
sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to run her fingertip
over the pink bag that held his balls.
Ken stirred and opened his eyes.
He looked at her and his eyes grew wide with surprise and
fright and he pulled his hand away from his cock to grab the sheet
to cover himself.
She stopped him.
She put her hand on his cock and shook her head and said,
"Don't worry, baby, it's all right."
"Jesus, Mom, I--"
"I know. You thought I wouldn't be home until later. It's
not your fault. You don't have to explain. There's nothing wrong
with jerking off, honey. Every boy does it. Just relax." Then
she felt his prick growing stiff under her fingers and she smiled.
"Look at that, he's standing up like a soldier. That's lovely.
You don't know how exciting it is for a woman to watch that. Look
at it, look how big he is."
The boy groaned and closed his eyes and dropped his head back
on the pillow.
Brenda knew there was no turning back now.
She had her fingers curled around his throbbing cockshaft and
she slowly stroked his cockskin up and down over the hard muscle.
His cockhead was fat and luscious-looking and the slit at the
tip was brimming with clear cockjuice.
It seemed like a dream. Was this really her holding Ken's
meaty prick in her hand?
He groaned. "Oh, Jesus, Mom ..."
"Go on, baby. Come if you want. I don't mind. Don't hold
back. Just let it happen."
And happen it did. The boy made a croaking sound and jerked
his ass off the bed and started coming.
The hot jism foamed out of his cockhead, spurted and foamed
out of his pisshole to fall on Brenda's hand.
She never let go of his prick. She knew how to drain a man's
nuts with her fingers. She continued pumping and stroking his
prick until she was sure she had all the jism milked out of his
balls.
She was certain this had to be the most exciting moment of
her life.
She looked at Ken and smiled and said, "That's lovely, honey.
That's the most wonderful thing I've ever seen."
The boy looked at her and groaned. He raised his head and
looked down at her hand as she continued stroking his prick.
Brenda could feel some heft in his cock again. She still had
his jism on her hand and here he was getting hard again.
His cock was lovely.
Seven inches. He had to have at least seven inches. He had
a thick veiny cockshaft and a lovely set of pink balls.
It was the sort of prick women dream about.
It was the cock she herself had dreamt about for years.
Well, it's happened, she thought. Here she was with Ken's
cock in her hand, his meaty prick stiff and throbbing under her
fingers.
He had another come in him, maybe not a full load of jism,
but whatever was in there would come out sweet and thick and she
had to have it.
With a soft moan she lowered her head and closed her mouth
over his fat cockhead.
Ken gasped. His eyes rolled back and he made a snorting
sound.
Brenda opened her mouth wide and began inching the ring of
her lips down the length of his cock.
She took everything he had, every throbbing inch until she
had her nose buried in his cockbush.
Then she pulled back to his cockhead and began sucking on his
knob.
Her tongue swirled lovingly over his pisshole, probing into
the slit, drawing out the leaking cockjuice.
Her fingers curled around his cockshaft and she began jacking
him off.
That's what she wanted. She wanted his load splashing over
her tonsils.
She jacked his velvety cockskin up and down, sucked on his
fat cockhead to draw the hot fuck-cream out of his balls.
The boy suddenly convulsed and came.
His cock spurted wad after wad of thick jism over her tongue.
Brenda was in heaven. She milked him dry with her hand and
mouth. She held his load in her mouth until the end and then she
swallowed everything at once and shivered as she came.
When she looked at her son again, she smiled and opened her
lips to show him the remnants of his jism on her teeth.
Chapter 2
Ken looked at her with glazed eyes.
Brenda chuckled, licked her lips and ran her fingertips over
the head of his soft cock. "Was it good, honey? Did you like it
when I sucked you?"
He nodded. "Jesus, Mom ..."
"I know, baby. You think it's wrong, don't you? Never mind
that. Who knows what's wrong and right? It can't be that wrong
to make each other feel good. We're not harming anyone else, are
we? Anyway let's not talk about that. Let's talk about you. I
don't even know if you're a virgin. Maybe I ought to know that
now. Have you been with a girl, baby?"
She got him to talk. He was reluctant at first, still
recovering from the shock of what had happened. He was still a
virgin. None of the girls he went out with would let the boys
fuck them. Some of the other girls did, but not the girls he
knew. He petted with some of them. They let him feel their tits
and pussies. A few of them knew enough to jerk him off when he
needed it. One girl sucked his cock occasionally, but she never
let him come in her mouth.
"Poor baby," Brenda smiled. "Girls your age are so dumb.
They don't know what they want."
She was excited at the idea of teaching him about sex. She
would turn him into a wonderful lover.
Lifting his cock with her fingers now, she looked down at it.
"You've got a lovely cock," she smiled. "It's the kind I
like. Big and fat. And beautiful balls. I knew you'd have a
nice one. It's been such a long time since I had a look at it,
but now here it is."
She noticed his eyes on her tits and she chuckled.
"I'm sitting here all dressed and you're naked," she said.
"At least the most important part of you is naked. That's not
fair, is it?"
"I don't mind," he croaked.
"Sure you mind. All right, I'll take something off, maybe
everything. But first you get out of your clothes. You can't be
comfortable lying there like that with your pants around your
knees."
She made him get his clothes off. She was thrilled by his
lean young body.
He giggled and said she was tickling him as she ran her hands
over his chest and ass.
She made him stand naked in front of her while she fondled
his cock and balls. His prick was getting hard again. She
squeezed his pink balls and gently pumped his thickening cock.
Then she pushed him away and told him to come along and sit
in her bedroom while she undressed.
They walked hand in hand down the hall to her room.
Inside the room, she made sure the blinds were closed. It
would be a hell of a thing if any of the neighbors learned what
they were doing.
Ken sat on her bed as she began undressing. The idea of
showing her body to him excited her tremendously. She was more
turned on than ever before with a man. Her own son. She quivered
as she slipped her blouse off and turned to show him the fullness
of her tits bulging in a light-weight bra.
She faced him and ran her hands over the lace cups of her
bra.
"I saw you looking at these the other day," she teased. "I
liked it, you know. I like to be looked at, every woman does.
You don't need to be embarrassed."
His cheeks were flushed, his eyes fixed on her tits. His
cock was completely hard again, sticking up straight against his
belly with his cock-tip almost touching his belly button. A drop
of clear cockjuice brimmed in the slit of his pisshole.
Reaching behind her back, she unhooked her bra and then
slipped it off her shoulders and away from the heavy globes of her
tits.
A soft sound of excitement escaped his lips. She let him
feast his eyes on her tits, then she cupped a hand under each tit
and raised her boobs to make her nipples point at the ceiling.
She smiled at him. "Aren't you going to tell me you like my
tits? I know they droop a little, but when they're big like this
that can't be helped. Don't you like them?"
"They're beautiful, Mom."
"Do you mean it?"
"Yes."
She massaged her tits, rolling them around her chest and then
fingering her nipples until they turned into stiff points.
She knew she was driving him crazy. It was fun. Her pussy
was so damn wet she could feel the juice leaking on the insides of
her thighs.
Moving closer to him, she leaned forward and offered one of
her tits to his mouth.
"Suck it," she said. "It really turns me on when my titties
are sucked."
He opened his mouth and she pushed forward to stuff her fat
nipple between his lips.
She groaned at the feel of his wet warm mouth on her tit.
"Suck it, baby," she purred. "Suck Mommy's big tittie. Chew
it if you want. Don't be afraid, let me feel your teeth."
She groaned as he bit down on her thick nipple. She ran her
hand over his head, caressing the back of his neck, pressing his
face more firmly against the globe of her tit.
After a while she pushed his face away and forced the other
tit inside his mouth.
The nipple he'd been sucking was wet and swollen and a little
raw from his teeth. She looked down at it, looked at his mouth
sucking the other nipple, and suddenly she trembled and came.
The hot climax sizzled in her cunt and then washed over her
body.
She finally pulled away from his mouth and stepped back.
His lips were slack and his eyes looked feverish. She smiled
at him as she unzipped the side of her skirt.
When she dropped her skirt, she saw the emotion in his face
as he looked at her. Her pantyhose was sheer all over and the
dark bush of her cunt hair was clearly revealed.
Holding her tits with her hands, she turned slowly to let him
look at her body.
"Do you think I'm getting old, honey?"
"You're not old, Mom."
"Maybe you're just saying that to be polite."
"I mean it, you're gorgeous."
She dropped her hands from her tits, ran them over her hips
and asscheeks. Then she fingered the waistband of the pantyhose
and slowly peeled the nylon off her body.
A flush came to the boy's face as he gazed at the thick bush
of dark hair covering her cunt mound.
Brenda faced him, ran her fingers through her pussy hair.
"You've got a hard-on again, you little devil. I'll suck you off
again, but after this one I think you need some rest."
He was like soft clay in her hands. She could do anything
with him she wanted to. She made him stretch out on her bed and
she crouched between his legs to suck his cock.
This time she had the advantage of being able to rock her
body back and forth.
Her mouth pumped up and down on his hard young prick.
She held his fat balls in one hand and squeezed the base of
his cockshaft with the other hand.
The spongy knob of his cock swelled and throbbed in her
mouth.
It wasn't long before he jerked his hips and came. His load
of hot cum spurted over her tongue and she greedily swallowed it
down.
At the end she tenderly squeezed his nuts and then his
cockshaft as her lips sucked the last of his jism out of his
pisshole.
"That's all for tonight," she said, pulling her mouth away
from his prick and smacking her lips. "You get some rest, honey."
She kissed his forehead and then his lips. Smiling at him,
she helped him get off her bed and walked with him down to his
room.
When he was under the bedcover, she kissed him again, turned
the light out and walked back to her bedroom.
I love him, she thought.
It was obvious he wasn't sure yet what had hit him tonight.
She wasn't that sure herself.
What was certain was that she had now crossed a line, she had
now done something she'd always thought impossible.
At the moment the only thing she was afraid of was that he
would somehow back away from her. She did not want that. She
wanted more.
She wanted much more. As she walked into her bedroom and
closed the door, she ran her fingers through her cuntbush and told
herself that what she really wanted was to fuck him.
Maybe tomorrow. In the meantime she had a boiling pussy and
she had to do something about it.
She turned the lights down. She pulled a heavy-duty vibrator
out of a drawer and she stretched out on the bed to bring herself
off.
Buzzing her clit. That's what she called it. It never took
long. A few drops of baby oil on her clit and then the rubber
ball of the vibrator on top of that,
She moaned as the first of a series of orgasms ripped through
her body.
* * *
Brenda went to work as usual the next day. She had a job as
a secretary in a real-estate office. It was easy work and she
liked the job. The three men she worked for had one after the
other made passes at her in the beginning, but after a while they
got the idea she was uninterested and now there was an easy-going
office friendship that made her days pleasant.
She was restless all day. She couldn't help thinking about
Ken and what they'd done.
Each time she thought about it she got horny.
Three times during the day she had to go to the ladies room
to whack off.
She thought it was a little crazy to be sitting there in the
john rubbing her cunt to an orgasm, but she couldn't get any work
done with her mind filled with Ken.
She couldn't wait to get home.
Finally the workday was finished and she hurried out of the
office.
She sped down the highway to get home. Ken usually arrived
home from school before her, and when she walked into the house he
was already there.
They both pretended nothing had happened the night before.
She made an early dinner for the two of them and then she left him
in the living room watching TV and she went upstairs to change her
clothes.
She was horny again. Just being near Ken set her off.
She stripped her clothes off and climbed into the shower.
When she came out of the shower, she dried herself and sprayed her
body with cologne and put new make-up on. Then she slipped into a
sheer bra and panty set that showed everything and covered herself
with a blue satin wrap-around robe.
When she looked at herself in the mirror, she was pleased.
She looked damn sexy, maybe ten years younger and certainly not
the mother of a teen.
A teen with a seven-inch cock. He was her lover now. She
remembered the taste of his thick jism, the feel of his hot
cockflesh filling her mouth.
Well, here we go, she thought. Tonight she would make him
fuck her. Tonight they would take the final step.
When she walked down the stairs and into the living room, Ken
looked at her with admiration in his eyes.
"You look beautiful, Mom."
"Thank you, honey."
She sat down next to him on the sofa and kissed his cheek.
"And you smell good, too," he said.
She smiled. "I think we ought to talk about last night.
We've been avoiding the subject all evening and maybe that isn't
good. Don't you think we ought to talk about it?"
He blushed. "I don't know, Mom, maybe ..."
"No, let's talk, honey. You liked what we did, didn't you?"
"Yes.
"And I did too. I thought about you all day. Did you think
about me?"
"I couldn't think of anything else."
"I know what you mean. I even had to go to the john three
times to whack off." She laughed when she saw the shock in his
face. "Oh, don't be silly, honey, girls like to do it as much as
boys. Don't you know that?"
"I wasn't sure."
"Well, now you know. Did you do it today too?"
"Sure."
"How many times, you little rascal?"
"Four."
"I hope you saved something for me."
"Jesus, Mom ..."
"Come on, show me. Bring it out and I'll suck it again until
it's hard."
She wanted him to bring his cock out. She sat there and
smiled at him and dropped her eyes to his lap and his hands.
She watched his fingers as they pulled his zipper down.
He slipped his hands inside his fly and a moment later the
full length of his cock sprang out into the air.
He was already hard. He groaned as she closed her hand
around his cockshaft and pulled his cockskin down to make his
cockhead swell with blood.
God, what a juicy-looking prick, she thought.
There was no way she was going to give him up.
Chapter 3
She kissed him. She clamped her lips over his mouth and
pushed her tongue between his teeth.
She continued stroking his cock as she fucked her tongue in
and out of his mouth.
Grabbing one of his hands, she pulled it to her tits and
forced him to fondle her tits.
He groaned under her mouth and dug his fingers into the flesh
of her tit.
Finally pulling her mouth away from his, she smiled at him
and said, "Don't be so bashful, honey. I like it when you touch
me." She opened her wrap-around robe, pushed it to the side to
expose her panty-covered crotch. "Touch my pussy," she said.
He looked at her face and blushed and then he looked down
with hot eyes at the bulge of her cunt mound.
She chuckled and pushed his hand between her legs until his
fingers were on the nylon directly over her cuntlips. "Rub it
right there," she said.
He moved his fingers back and forth over the crotch of her
panties. She looked down and saw how wet she was. Her cuntjuice
had soaked right through her panties to the outside. His fingers
already glistened with her cunt-cream.
She quivered as she imagined him licking the juice out of her
dripping cunt. But it was too soon for that. She did not want to
frighten him. Eventually she would teach him how to lick and suck
the cream out of her gash.
"Can you feel how wet I am, baby?"
"Yes," he said.
"That's because I'm hot for you. It's like when you get a
hard-on. My little clitty gets hard too, but I also get very wet.
Today at the office when I was thinking about you, I wet my
panties. Rub it a little harder, baby. Your fingers feel
wonderful."
She stroked his cock, squeezed his cockshaft and rubbed her
thumb over his pisshole. They continued playing with each other
awhile, and then she decided it was time to get her panties off.
She told him to help her. He smiled at her, his eyes filled
with excitement as he tugged the nylon down her thighs and off her
legs.
She sat sideways on the sofa to face him, raised one knee and
opened her thighs to show him her cunt.
He gazed at her cunt with hot lust in his young eyes.
"Makes you hot, baby, doesn't it?"
"Yes," he said.
Sliding her fingers over her cuntflesh, she pried her
cuntlips apart. "Can you see more now? Can you see my clitty?"
"I think so."
"Put your finger on it."
He reached out and put his fingertip on the shaft of her
clit.
"That's it," she said. "Rub it, honey. Right there. Rub it
up and down. Like that, just like that."
She closed her eyes and focused on the lovely feeling
produced by his fingertip pushing the foreskin back and forth over
the head of her clit. He had lots to learn, but she would teach
him everything.
After a while she made him push a finger inside her cunthole.
They both looked down at his hand as he slowly fucked his finger
in and out of her cunt-channel.
She thought it was marvelous that this boy who had come out
of her cunt so many years ago was now exploring her cunthole with
his finger.
She loved it.
She loved the feel of his finger as he reamed her fuckhole.
Her cuntflesh was hot and swollen and her cuntjuice dribbled
out on his finger and hand in a steady stream.
Now she said, "Honey, why don't we get all our clothes off?
We'll be more comfortable that way."
She helped him peel his clothes off, and then she slipped out
of her robe and then her bra.
She sat on the sofa and made him stand between her knees.
She fondled his ass and kissed his belly and ran her fingers over
his swollen balls and throbbing cock.
She quivered as a glob of cockjuice fell off the tip of his
prick and landed on her thigh.
Holding his balls in her left hand, she gently frigged his
cock with her right hand and looked up at him.
"What would you like to do?"
His eyes were glazed. "What ever you want, Mom."
"You'd like to fuck me, wouldn't you?"
"Yes."
"You little devil. First let me suck this lollipop awhile."
With him standing there like that between her legs, his cock
was at just the right height. Her hands on his hard little ass,
she opened her mouth and pulled him forward to get his cock inside
her lips.
Then she clutched his asscheeks and signaled to him with her
hands to fuck her face.
He groaned as he slowly pistoned his stiff cock in and out of
her mouth.
Brenda rhythmically squeezed his ass. She loved the feel of
his hard asscheeks under her fingers. She slid her fingertips
into the crack of his ass, found the grommet of his asshole and
rubbed it gently.
She could tell he wouldn't last long. She did not want him
to come in her mouth, not now.
What she wanted now was his prick in her cunt.
Pulling her mouth off the tip of his prick with a slurping
sound of her lips, she looked up at him and smiled. "Fuck me now,
baby. I want you inside me."
She stretched out on the sofa, opened her thighs and lifted
one leg to the sofa-back.
Her dripping cunt gaped like a hairy mouth as he approached
her.
She feasted her eyes on his throbbing cock and pink swollen
balls as she helped him climb into position between her legs.
Pulling her knees back to her tits, she reached down with her
hand to get his cockhead socked into the mouth of her cunthole.
With a grunt of pleasure, the boy lurched forward and buried
his cock balls-deep in his mother's steaming pussy.
Brenda draped her legs over his young shoulders and grabbed
his ass. She squeezed and pinched his asscheeks, pushing and
pulling to get him to follow the rhythm she wanted.
It no longer mattered that it was her son who was fucking
her. He had a hard throbbing cock, a man's cock, and it felt
wonderful as it pistoned in and out of her hungry pussy.
Again and again the boy's iron-hard cock rammed her fuckhole.
Each time he pulled back, his cock-shaft rasped over her clit
like a nail file and drove her wild.
Her fingers gripped his asscheeks, rolling the hard balls of
his ass, pulling them apart and pushing them together as he
continued pumping his prick in and out of her cunt.
She looked at his face and smiled at him as their eyes met.
"Do you like it, baby? Does it feel good to have your cock in
there!"
"Yes!" he gasped. "It feels great!"
She found his asshole with her fingertip and pushed her
finger inside his bung to the first joint.
Charlie always loved it when she diddled his asshole. Ken
obviously loved it too. He fucked harder, slamming his cock
mercilessly against the soft flesh of her pussy.
Finally the boy could hold out no longer and he cried out
hoarsely as he began shooting his load.
She drove the full length of her finger inside his ass as his
cock spurted his jism in her fuckhole.
It was wonderful to feel his hot spunk making her pussy
slippery as it gushed out of his prick.
This was their first fuck, the first fuck of mother and son.
When he finished coming, she wanted to keep his prick inside
her cunt forever.
She held onto his ass and kept his cock deep inside her
cunthole. She could feel his balls tickling her asshole and she
squirmed her crotch against him to increase the sensation.
At last she let him pull his prick out of her sopping cunt.
She made him lie down on the sofa to rest while she went to
the kitchen to fix herself a drink.
She felt wonderful. She quivered as she became aware of his
jism dribbling out of her cunthole.
She rubbed her hand over her pussy and slipped two fingers
inside her fuckhole to churn her juices.
When she pulled her fingers out, they were covered with a
white froth, of cuntjuice and jism.
She licked her fingers clean, savored the taste, the feel of
her fingers slowly fucking in and out of her mouth.
She was hot as hell now. Her tits were hot and her pussy was
hot and even her asshole was hot.
She liked getting a cock in her ass when she was really
turned on. She knew Ken wasn't ready for that yet, but she
thought about what it would be like and she had to hold onto the
kitchen counter to stop her trembling.
Sliding one hand over her ass, she dipped her fingers inside
her asscrack and tickled her asshole.
Ken's lovely cock would feel heavenly in her ass. She was
sure of it.
She would teach him everything. Someday some woman would be
grateful to her.
But she did not want to think about that now. Right now he
belonged to her and her alone.
When she carried her drink back to the living room, Ken
looked at her and smiled.
"You're beautiful, Mom."
"You really think so?"
"I sure do."
"You're a honey. Isn't it nice like this? It's lovely to be
without clothes and not to hide anything from each other. Don't
you think so?"
"Yes."
"Did you like my finger in your butt?"
"It felt funny."
"But you liked it, didn't you? I could tell."
"Yes."
She kissed him and then she lowered her head to his lap to
suck his cock.
He was already half hard. His prick was coated with a
mixture of her cuntjuice and his jism and the taste was delicious.
Lifting his balls with her fingers, she sucked each nut into
her mouth, rolled her tongue over it before spitting it out again.
Then she made him pull his knees back to his chest and she
fluttered her tongue under his ball-bag and down to his asshole.
She teased him with her tongue. She licked around the
puckered ring of his brownie awhile. Then she lapped her tongue
back and forth over it until she could feel it loosen up.
The boy groaned as she slithered her tongue inside his wet
open asshole.
She reveled in the musky taste of his young ass and then she
pulled her mouth away from his bung and told him to get up.
"Fuck my boobs," she said. "Come on, I'll show you how."
They giggled together as she stretched out on her back and
showed him how to straddle her with his cock and balls between her
tits.
She made a purring sound as she pressed her titflesh against
his hot cockshaft.
"You need big tits for this," she said.
"I love your tits, Mom."
"Come on, honey, slide your cock in and out. Fuck it between
my tits."
He soon got the hang of it. She adored his cock. With his
seven inch cock she was able to get her mouth on the tip of his
prick each time he thrust forward.
His balls felt wonderful on her skin as they slipped up and
down the sweaty valley between her tits.
The urge to have his cock completely stuffing her mouth was
too great to resist. Grabbing his ass, she pulled him forward to
take his hard prick.
Straddled over her chest, he slowly slid his throbbing
fuckpole in and out of the ring of her lips.
She kept her eyes open. She watched his cockbush move
forward and back as he fucked her mouth. At intervals she looked
up at his face and quivered at the pleasure he showed.
It was wonderful to be able to give him this pleasure, to let
him use her mouth like a cunt, to have him fuck her face with his
young lusty cock, to have his balls slapping against her chin each
time he drove forward to bury his prick in her throat.
At last she gently pushed him away, made him pull his cock
out of her mouth. "It's time to fuck," she said. "Let me get on
top this time. Let me show you how it's done when the woman is on
top."
She showed him how to sit on the sofa with his ass slumped
forward and his cock pointing at the ceiling.
She straddled him, shoved her tits in his face and rubbed his
cockhead up and down between her cuntlips.
They both groaned as she found his cockhead with her cunthole
and slowly eased down on his throbbing fuck-meat.
"Is it good, baby?"
"Oh, Mom, your cunt is so hot!"
She loved the feel of his big hard cock in her pussy. She
fed him one of her tits and squirmed her ass on his lap.
Nothing was more wonderful than this. She felt as if she'd
been waiting all her life for this.
Closing her eyes and moaning, she began bouncing up and down
on the boy's hard throbbing prick.
Chapter 4
When Ken opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the sun
streaming in through the blinds in his room.
It took him a moment to remember it was Saturday morning. No
school today. Two days free, two whole days alone with his
mother.
It was hard for him to believe the past week had actually
happened, hard to believe how much his life had changed.
He felt his cock twitch as he thought of his mother.
Memories from the past week floated into his mind. It seemed
crazy that he was now actually fucking his mother, but there was
no questioning the reality of it. It was no dream. They had done
things together he wouldn't have believed possible a week ago.
But now everything was changed. There was nothing they
couldn't do.
Every morning this past week she sucked him off before he
left for school.
She said it would help him concentrate on his schoolwork.
But it didn't matter. He still thought about nothing else except
what was going on between them.
He fondled his cock now as he thought about her. His prick
was stiff, his balls full. He slowly jerked his prick up and
down, as his mind wandered.
God, what a sexy bitch she was! He'd been having fantasies
about her as long as he could remember. When she walked into his
room last week and found him with his pants down, he thought he'd
keel over and die.
He couldn't stop thinking about her cunt, her dark cuntbush
curling all the way into the crack of her ass, her juicy cunthole
that gaped like a mouth when she spread her juicy meaty cuntlips
apart with her fingers.
He whacked his prick up and down as he thought about her,
then he thought, what the hell she's right there in her room and
it's Saturday morning. She's not going to work today. She wants
to fuck as much as I do.
Slipping out of bed, he walked naked down the hall to her
bedroom.
When he knocked on the door, she called out and told him to
come in.
She was still in bed, sipping coffee out of a mug with the
morning paper on her lap.
She smiled at him. "Hello, sleepy-head, I've been up nearly
an hour."
"Morning, Mom." His cock was half-hard, hanging thick over
his balls, and he stood there and let her look at it.
She ran her tongue over her lips and called him over to the
bed. When he reached her, she closed her hand around his
cockshaft and fondled his twitching prick.
"You didn't come in here to play checkers," she said with a
smirk. "You can't fool me, kiddo."
"I thought maybe ..."
"Sure, why not, baby. It's Saturday morning, isn't it?"
He slipped into bed beside her and they were soon giggling at
each other.
She scooped her tits out of her nightgown so that he could
suck and play with them. His cock was throbbing stiff now. The
feel of her heavy tits in his hands and her fat nipples in his
mouth always made his prick hard as iron.
Reaching under the covers, she grabbed his cock and mewled
with pleasure as she fondled his fuckmeat.
"What would you like, honey?" she said. "You want me to blow
you or would you rather fuck me?"
"Gee, Mom, what I'd like to do is suck your pussy. Can I do
that?"
She ran her fingers over the back of his neck. "I'd love it,
baby. Just thinking about it makes me wild."
They kicked the covers off them and Brenda pulled her knees
up and opened her thighs.
Ken scrambled around to get between her legs. He fixed his
eyes on her cunt as she pulled her thick cuntlips apart with her
fingers.
"You like Mommy's pussy, honey?"
"I love it, Mom."
"I'm all hot and juicy for you. Come on, lover, put your
tongue in my cunt."
He quivered with lust as he lowered his face to the hairy
gash of her pussy.
The heady aroma of her pussy filled his nostrils. When she
grabbed his ears and pulled his face forward, he groaned and
clamped his mouth over her wet cuntflesh.
Sucking her steaming cunt turned out to be every bit as
exciting as he expected.
He felt himself surrounded by her cuntflesh, and when she
closed her thighs on his ears, the only part of the world that
counted any more was the slimy canyon of her oozing pussy.
He rooted in her cunt, pushing his nose up and down, rubbing
her clit with his nostrils.
He fluttered his tongue, sucked at her cuntlips, and then he
stiffened and fluted his tongue and stuck it as far as he could
inside her cunt-channel.
She held his head, pulling his mouth against her cunthole as
he sucked the juices out of her pussy.
"That's wonderful, lover. Suck it, baby, suck Mommy's pussy.
Suck all the goodies out of there."
He sucked her like a hungry animal. He loved it. The smell
and taste of her cunt drove him wild. He lapped up her flowing
juices and swallowed them down. He rubbed her clit with his nose
and sucked the hot cream out of her cunthole.
It wasn't long before she heaved and groaned and clamped her
thighs around his head as she came.
He found himself struggling to breathe, his nose and mouth
filled with hot cuntjuice and swollen cuntflesh, but at last her
legs fell away and he was saved.
She looked down at him with adoration in her eyes. "That was
lovely, baby. That was really wonderful."
His face wet with her juices, he smiled. "I liked it too."
"Of course you did, lover. A real man loves the taste of
pussy. Next time we'll do it together. We'll suck each other off
at the same time. But now come up here and let me nibble on that
gorgeous pecker."
He crawled over her body, straddled her chest and slipped his
cockhead inside her mouth.
He groaned as the wet heat of her mouth enveloped the
sensitive knob of his prick.
She sucked him awhile, fondling his balls with one hand as
she swirled her tongue over his swollen cockhead. Then she
dropped his cock out of her mouth and said, "Would you like to
fuck me, honey?"
"I'd love it, Mom."
"Let's do it a different way this time. I'll kneel on all
fours and you can stick it in from behind. Would you like that?"
"It sounds great."
He was excited by the idea of fucking her that way. He'd
seen a picture of it once in a magazine some of the kids had
smuggled around the school. The picture showed a man standing
behind a kneeling woman and fucking her cunt from behind. He also
had that magazine showing older women and younger men and some of
the pictures showed the couples fucking that way too.
His blood raced as he watched his mother position herself
with her head and shoulders down on the mattress and her ass
raised in the air in front of him.
He gazed with hot eyes on the broad expanse of her luscious
creamy ass.
He could see everything when she was in this position, her
asshole, her cunthole, her clit, the whole damn business right
there between those mind-blowing asscheeks.
He was sure his mother had the loveliest ass in the whole
world.
"You can touch me," she giggled. "I won't break, you know."
He put his hands on her ass. It wasn't the first time he'd
touched her ass, but he'd never been able to took at her like
this.
He ran his hands over the smooth flesh of her asscheeks and
then trailed his fingertips into the hairy crack of her cunt.
She wiggled her hips to show him she liked the way he was
touching her.
Using his thumbs, he pulled her cuntlips apart to expose her
juice-drenched cunthole.
A blast of hot cunt-aroma filled his nose.
He could see the whitish juice oozing slowly out of her
gaping fuckhole.
She groaned now. "You're getting me very hot, baby. Why
don't you stick it in?"
She chuckled and muttered something and reached back with her
hands to pull her cuntlips wide open. "All right, have a good
look at it."
He could see an inch or two inside her cunthole. The pink
cavern looked as if it was hungry to be filled.
Curling his fingers around his swollen cockshaft, he brought
his cockhead to the mouth of her cunthole and pushed forward to
get his prick inside her steaming fuck-channel.
She groaned as he slowly slid the full length of his hard
prick inside her pussy.
"That's it, honey, get it in there! Oh, Lord, how good it
feels! You like fucking your mother's cunt, don't you, baby?
Fuck it good. You've got such a beautiful cock, it makes me
crazy!"
His hands gripped and pinched her big asscheeks as he began
pistoning his cock in and out of her steaming cunt.
He kept his eyes fixed on her asshole. The wrinkled brown
hole fascinated him. He watched the way it rhythmically winked at
him like a brown eye. He wondered if someday she'd let him fuck
her asshole. His breath whistled through his teeth as he thought
of fucking his cock in and out of her shitter.
But for the time being her cunt was enough to keep him happy.
The hot walls of her pussy gripped his sliding cock like a
glove.
Her thick hairy cuntlips were stretched around the shaft of
his prick like a sucking mouth.
His blood pounded in his ears as he watched his thick cock
pump in and out of her gaping fuckhole.
Now she said, "Look at that, honey. If you look over there,
you can see us in the mirror. Doesn't that took wonderful?"
He looked at the full-length mirror near the closet, and,
sure enough, he could see the two of them on the bed.
The sight of himself fucking his own mother drove him wild.
He began to fuck her with a faster rhythm, pounding her cunt with
his cock, his balls slapping against her cuntlips, her asscheeks
wobbling under his fingers.
Finally he came. He threw his head back and began spurting
hot jism out of his cock and into her sucking cunt.
This was his first come of the day and it knocked him for a
loop. His load blasted out of his balls in great waves as he
dumped it in her fuckhole.
When he at last pulled out of her slimy cunt and rolled over
on his back on the mattress, she purred and kissed him and then
moved her head down to suck his cock clean.
"Yummy," she said. "There's nothing nicer than a cock that's
just shot off in my pussy, especially when it's yours, lover."
She licked and sucked his prick and then she cleaned his
balls with long swipes of the flat of her tongue over his ball-
bag.
"Ouff!" she laughed. "Maybe it's time I got out of bed and
joined the real world. Would you like to come in the shower with
me, baby? I'll help you wash. Would you like that?"
Of course he would like it. He kissed her and hurried along
with her to the bathroom.
Just being near her like this--with both of them naked turned
him on and made his prick twitch.
He kept his eyes on her ass as she climbed into the shower,
and then he climbed in after her and she turned the water on.
They moved into each other's arms and kissed as the water
cascaded over them.
He held her tits in his hands, his fingers squeezing her fat
nipples.
She played with his cock, fondled his balls and pulled
rhythmically on his cockshaft.
"All right, you little devil," she said, "let me wash you."
He giggled as she tickled him. Then she took the soap and
began lathering up his cock and balls.
He closed his eyes and groaned as her soapy hand pumped his
prick.
"Feel good, honey?"
"Oh, yeah," he croaked.
"You're getting stiff again. If I didn't tell you when to
stop, you'd fuck day and night, wouldn't you?"
"I guess so."
She chuckled and pushed a finger inside his asshole. "You
like that."
"It feels good."
"I'll jerk you off with my finger in your ass. You'll see
how nice it is. Then you'd better get out of here and let me wash
my hair."
He closed his eyes, squeezed his asscheeks on her hand as her
finger screwed in and out of his asshole.
She pumped his prick methodically now, milking his cock,
squeezing his balls as she pistoned her finger in his shitter.
He moaned as his jism began boiling in his balls. Moments
later the hot cock-cream spurted out of his prick and he was
certain he had to be in heaven.
Chapter 5
Helen Baker was Brenda's best friend at the place where she
worked. Helen was also a divorced mother and the two women
occasionally went out together to dinner and a movie. Brenda
liked Helen. The blonde was attractive and easygoing and lots of
fun when she had a few drinks in her.
One afternoon Helen came to Brenda's desk to ask if she was
in the mood for a drink or two after work and then dinner after
that.
Brenda had been looking forward to another hot evening with
Ken, but she decided maybe it was better to give the boy a rest.
"All right," she said, "I'll call my son later and tell him
to fix himself some dinner tonight."
"And I'll call Vernon," Helen said with a smile. "See you
later, honey."
Vernon was Helen's son. Brenda had never met the boy, but
Helen talked about him a lot and obviously doted on him.
She'd faint if she knew about me and Ken, Brenda thought.
At five o'clock the two women sought each other out and left
the office together.
They each drove their own car to a cocktail lounge and
restaurant ten minutes down the highway.
They'd been in the place frequently, and the manager smiled
at them and immediately led them to a corner booth where they'd be
able to drink and have their dinner undisturbed.
Brenda was happy now she was out with Helen. She hadn't been
out like this in weeks and it felt good to be socializing with
someone her own age again.
Going crazy with Ken in bed was fun, but a woman needed some
companionship.
They each had a Bloody Mary and then they switched to wine.
It wasn't long before they were giggling madly as they told each
other funny stories about the salesmen in the office.
Then after a while they calmed down and Helen said, "I've
been meaning to talk to you about something. It's sort of a
confession. I'd like to talk to someone about it and you're one
of the nicest people I know. Do you mind?"
"Of course not," Brenda replied.
"You may change your mind once you hear it."
"Come on, Helen, I thought we're friends."
"I hope we are. Anyway, it's about Vernon. I guess I talk
about him a lot, don't I?"
"Not any more than I talk about Ken."
"Maybe it's different with me. You see ... well, it's like
this ... Vernon and I have been making it with each other."
Silence fell over the table. Brenda said nothing, just
stared at Helen with wide eyes. Then she said, "You don't mean
..."
"That's right, we've been fucking. It started last year. At
first it was just petting and fooling around, but then we did the
real thing and ever since then we haven't stopped. I know it's
awful, I know you probably think I'm a degenerate slut, but I
thought I should tell you about it because I need to talk to
someone about it and you're the best friend I have. Do you think
I'm horrible?"
"Oh, God," Brenda groaned.
"You do think I'm horrible."
"Definitely not."
"Are you sure?"
"Baby, what you've been doing with Vernon, I've been doing
with Ken. Not as long, but long enough. We started a few weeks
ago."
This time it was Helen whose face registered shock.
"Holy Jesus," Helen said.
"You can say that again."
"I don't know whether to laugh or faint. You and Ken? My
God, Brenda, what about Charlie?"
"He still wants to marry me, but I'm not thinking about that
now. Now all I'm thinking about is Ken."
"Oh, wow. We're a pair, aren't we?"
They talked about their problems through dinner. After the
meal was finished, Helen suggested they go to her place. Vernon
was out for the evening and they could continue drinking and
talking.
Brenda was all for it. Now that she had someone to share her
difficulties with, she felt much better.
She followed Helen's car in her own to Helen's house.
But it's really crazy, Brenda thought. Two mothers, two
friends, both fucking their sons. Who would believe it?
She and Brenda believed it, that's who. She wondered how
many thousands of other women were in the same situation. How,
could you tell anything about people just by looking at them?
When they were finally inside Helen's house, the blonde
brought a bottle of champagne and two glasses into the living
room.
"Let's celebrate," Helen said. "It isn't every day that two
women like us learn what we've learned about each other."
By the time they finished the first glass of champagne they
were both on cloud nine.
They sat side by side on the sofa and Helen said she was so
happy about her friendship with Brenda and she leaned over and
kissed Brenda smack on her lips.
Then they kissed again and this time the kiss lasted much
longer.
Long enough for Helen to push her tongue inside Brenda's
mouth.
Brenda wondered what the hell was going on, but she was
excited by the feel of Helen's tongue fluttering in and out
between her lips.
When Helen finally pulled away, she blushed and said, "Yummy.
I think I'm making a pass at you."
"That's what it seems like."
"Do you mind?"
"I think I like it."
Brenda had never made it with a woman before, but she
suspected Helen had.
They stared at each other and sipped their champagne and
smiled. Then Helen leaned forward again to kiss Brenda.
This time there was more than just a tongue in Brenda's
mouth.
This time Helen put her hand on Brenda's tits.
Brenda was drunk. Her head felt woozy and she had trouble
sitting upright. But she wasn't too drunk to know what was going
on. She liked the feel of Helen's hand fondling her tits. She
sucked Helen's tongue and pushed against her to let her know she
enjoyed what the blonde was doing.
When they broke the kiss, Helen said, "I feel so wild."
"Me too," Brenda said.
"Two wild women."
"That's right."
Helen laughed and rose up and helped Brenda to her feet.
They embraced each other. Their mouths fused in a hot kiss
again. Helen's hands roamed over Brenda's tits and ass and now
for the first time Brenda touched the blonde's tits.
"Your mouth tastes so sweet," Helen said.
"Yours too."
"How big is he?" Helen asked.
"How big is who?"
"Ken, silly. How big is his cock?"
"I think seven inches, but I'm not sure."
"He must be a doll."
"Yes, he's nice."
"Vernon has a monster. I guess that's really what got me
started. He's got the biggest prick I've ever seen on a man and
he's only a kid. I was afraid of it at first, afraid he would
hurt me, but then I found out it was heaven. God, I love your
tits. Can I have a look?"
Brenda remained still as Helen unbuttoned her blouse. Her
mind was filled with images of Vernon's huge cock. She wondered
if Helen was exaggerating the size of her son's prick.
When Helen had Brenda's blouse unbuttoned, she reached behind
the brunette to unsnap her bra and free her heavy tits.
"Oh, boy," Helen smiled, "that's what I call a pair of
knockers. They make my mouth water."
The implication that Helen wouldn't mind sucking Brenda's
tits made Brenda quiver with excitement.
"Yours look nice too."
"But you can't tell because I'm still dressed."
"That's right."
"It's like playing Show and Tell. We've had the Tell and now
let's have the Show."
They faced each other and continued dressing. Helen's bra
came off to reveal a pair of firm-looking tits with long pink
nipples. She had a lovely body. When she peeled her panties off,
Brenda was surprised to see that Helen had a shaved pussy.
"I've been doing it for years," Helen explained. "I like the
way it feels."
No matter how it felt, it looked sensational. Brenda could
see the blonde's pink cuntlips poking out of the top of her bald
slit.
Helen moved closer to Brenda now and cupped her hands under
the brunette's pendant tits. "You haven't done this before, have
you, honey?"
"No."
"The trick is to relax."
"I don't know what to do."
"Don't worry about that, I'll do most of it. When you feel
like doing something, you do it, that's all."
Brenda wasn't that ignorant about what went on between women.
She'd read enough to know something about it. She had a keen
desire to have Helen's mouth on her cunt. She fantasized herself
stretched out on a bed with the blonde hungrily sucking the juices
out of her pussy. Brenda knew she'd like that. Oh, yes, indeed,
she'd like that very much.
They kissed and fondled each other, their hands running over
tits and asses, and then finally Helen's fingers were running
through the tangle of Brenda's cuntbush.
Brenda moved her legs slightly apart and shoved her crotch
forward.
Helen chuckled and probed her fingertips up and down between
Brenda's cuntlips. "You're sopping wet."
"This whole thing turns me on."
"Me too."
Helen slipped one finger inside Brenda's cunthole and gently
frigged the brunette's pussy with a side-to-side motion of her
whole hand.
She's an expert, Brenda thought. Helen's touch was
marvelous. Brenda closed her eyes and savored the hot feeling in
her cunt.
"Let's go upstairs," Helen whispered. "I'd like to suck
about a quart of cream out of your cunt. Would you like that?"
"Yes."
"I'm going to suck your cunt and chew your clit until I've
got you climbing the walls."
Brenda trembled with excitement. She was already climbing
the walls. The blonde had her wild and crazy, hungry for Helen's
fingers and tongue and whatever else she had to give.
They walked up the stairs and Brenda giggled as Helen fondled
and pinched her ass.
"Lovely butt," Helen said.
Brenda slapped Helen's broad ass. "You're not so bad
yourself."
When they were inside Helen's bedroom, they moved quickly to
the bed. Brenda stretched out on her back and Helen hovered over
her. The blonde kissed Brenda's mouth and neck and then started
sucking Brenda's tits.
Brenda loved it. Helen knew exactly how to suck and nibble
her tits. Brenda's nipples were soon stiff and swollen with
desire.
Brenda closed her eyes and quivered with anticipation. She
knew that in a few moments Helen would move down to the
essentials. She would have Helen's mouth on her cunt. The blonde
would lick her clit and suck the hot juices out of her cunthole.
Finally, Helen's mouth left Brenda's tits and began trailing
kisses down over Brenda's belly.
The blonde nuzzled into Brenda's thick cuntbush.
Helen had a bald pussy, but she loved lots of crotch hair on
other women. She loved to sniff and nibble the hair of a turned-
on cunt. Brenda hadn't showered since the morning and her
cuntbush had a delicious piss aroma mixed in with the smell of her
cuntjuice.
Helen groaned with pleasure as she sucked Brenda's thick
cuntlips. She teased the brunette by remaining away from her
clit.
Brenda's passion-button was stiff and swollen and stuck out
at the top of her slit like a little finger.
Helen loved cock, but next to cock what she liked best was
sucking on a stiff clit and making the woman who owned it squirm
and wriggle and cry out and gush a flood of hot cunt-cream out of
her cunthole.
Brenda was dying for just that. She wanted Helen's hot mouth
on her clit, but the way Helen teased and sucked all the cuntflesh
around it was so good Brenda did not want to stop her.
She's making me crazy, Brenda thought.
And now Helen suddenly pulled her mouth away and a moment
later Brenda felt something soft and wonderful rubbing up and down
in the trench of her cunt.
Brenda looked down and moaned with excitement as she
discovered Helen with one of her tits in her hand and her long
pink nipple rubbing over her cuntflesh.
Helen's nipple touched Brenda's stiff clit and Brenda gasped.
"I think you like that," Helen teased.
"I love it!"
"Would you like me to suck your clit?"
"Oh, God, yes! Do it! Suck my clit and make me come!"
Helen chuckled, dropping her tit and swooping down to gobble
Brenda's reeking cunt.
There was a sudden sound at the door of the bedroom and the
two women looked and Brenda cried out.
Helen's son was standing there in the doorway.
He looked at his mother and then he looked at Brenda and then
he smiled.
He rubbed his hand over the bulge in his crotch and said,
"Hello, Mom."
Chapter 6
What had happened was that Vernon had come home earlier than
Helen had expected him to.
At first Brenda was shocked and dismayed and ready to leave,
but Helen calmed her down, kissed her, stroked her tits and
convinced her it wouldn't be such a bad idea if Vernon just sat
there and watched them.
Brenda thought the idea was crazy, but the champagne and the
erotic atmosphere combined to weaken her to the point of yielding.
She finally agreed that Vernon could stay. The more she
thought about it, the more the whole thing turned her on. There
she was naked on a bed with the boy's mother and him sitting five
feet away and watching them.
He was a handsome kid. Brenda wondered if Helen had been
telling the truth about the size of his cock. She glanced more
than once at his crotch, but there was nothing to reveal how big
his prick was.
Helen's hands and mouth were all over Brenda, and before long
she didn't care any more that Vernon was watching.
Helen was doing all kinds of lovely things to her.
Brenda was on her knees now and Helen was behind her with her
face pressed into the crack of Brenda's ass.
Go on, Brenda thought, do it. Lick my ass.
Helen did it. Brenda trembled as she felt Helen's wet tongue
lapping up and down over her brownie.
At intervals Helen would drop her tongue down to probe
Brenda's dripping cunthole, but she kept her tongue most of the
time on Brenda's asshole.
Brenda couldn't remember when anything had felt so lovely.
But if Helen expected her to return the favor, she had
another guess coming. No way, Brenda thought. There was a limit
to what she would do with Helen. Helen could lick and suck her
ass for a week if she wanted, but Brenda would never reciprocate.
But she's certainly a hot bitch, Brenda thought. All this
time in the office she hadn't suspected what Helen was really
like.
They rolled around on the bed now. Helen climbed over Brenda
and swung her tits over Brenda's face.
Brenda didn't mind. She opened her mouth and Helen
immediately chuckled and dropped a tit between Brenda's lips.
Brenda sucked and nibbled Helen's long nipple. The blonde's
tit felt good in her mouth. She discovered how nice it was to
suck a woman's tit. Why should the boys have all the fun?
Brenda's hands were holding Helen's hips, and now she slid a
hand over Helen's belly and down to her pussy.
Brenda found it incredibly exciting to feel Helen's smooth
hairless cuntlips under her fingertips.
Helen's pussy was sopping wet and Brenda fondled and stroked
the blonde's cunt until Helen moaned with pleasure.
Turning her head away from Helen's hanging tits, Brenda
looked at Vernon. She gasped. The boy had his cock out of his
pants and now Brenda saw that Helen had been right. Vernon had a
giant prick, a monster, maybe nine or ten inches, a solid bar of
cockmeat with a fat cockhead the size of her fist.
Mesmerized, Brenda stared at Vernon's cock. Then her
attention was brought back to Helen as the blonde swung her body
around and settled down on top of Brenda.
Sixty-nine. Brenda knew about it, of course. She and Ken
did it all the time with her usually on top.
But this was with a woman, and when Brenda looked up, what
she saw was Helen's pink hairless cunt hanging over her mouth.
There it was. She could smell it. She felt Helen's mouth on
her pussy and she knew Helen expected her to do the same.
Why not? Brenda thought. I owe her that much. Besides, she
was curious what it would be like. Helen's hairless cunt looked
succulent and tasty.
Closing her hands over Helen's ass, Brenda pulled the
blonde's pussy down to her mouth.
She slurped and sucked the juice dribbling over her tongue.
I'm turning into a regular cuntlapper, she thought. But of
course it wasn't true. Helen's cunt was delicious, but it
couldn't replace a stiff cock. Brenda wished she could turn her
head again to look at Vernon's huge prick.
Was he jerking off? She would love to watch his hand pumping
that giant prick.
Now Helen pulled her mouth away from Brenda's cunt and said,
"I want you to fuck me. Will you do that?"
"But how?" Brenda replied.
"I've got something you can use. Come on, let's do it. Just
thinking about it drives me wild."
The something Helen had was a rubber dildo attached to a
harness. Brenda felt peculiar as Helen helped her strap it on,
but in a few moments she had a big cock sprouting from her crotch
and she had to giggle at how funny it was.
"You look great," Helen smiled. "Doesn't she, Vernon?"
"She sure does," the boy grinned.
"I think this is crazy," Brenda said.
"Never mind, just fuck me and you'll see how nice it is."
Helen got on her hands and knees at the edge of the bed, and
then she lowered her shoulders and raised her ass.
From the back, Helen's bald cunt looked like a ripe fig with
a pink split down the middle. Cuntjuice glistened on her drooping
pink cuntlips.
Reaching back with her hands, the blonde pulled her cuntlips
open to expose her gaping cunthole.
"Stick it in," Helen groaned. "Come on, baby, fuck me!"
Brenda put one hand on Helen's ass and the other hand on the
dildo and she raised the rubber cock until the tip of it was
pressing at the mouth of Helen's cunthole.
Hissing through her teeth, Brenda lurched forward and buried
the rubber cock in Helen's juice-drenched cunt.
Brenda was amazed at how nice it was. It turned her on to
slam the cock home in the blonde's cunt. When she pulled the
dildo part-way out, she could see Helen's juices shining on the
rubber shaft.
She began fucking Helen. The feel of it was something. She
felt nothing through the rubber cock, of course, but each time she
rammed forward she got some action against her clit.
More important than that was the general feeling, the whole
idea of it. Here she was, fucking her friend Helen just as though
she was a man. She could watch the blonde's broad ass wiggle and
wobble as she pistoned the rubber cock in and out of her juicy
cunt.
Leaning over Helen's back, Brenda reached underneath to grab
the blonde's hanging tits. She pinched Helen's nipples and Helen
moaned.
Brenda decided it was fun to fuck a woman. No wonder the
guys were crazy about it. It was just as much fun to fuck a woman
as it was to be a woman and get fucked.
Then Brenda heard Vernon pushing his chair around, and when
she looked, she saw him stripping his clothes off.
His cock dangled like a huge salami halfway down to his
knees.
His balls were huge, like two hen's eggs hanging in a pink
sac.
No wonder she's fucking him, Brenda thought. She couldn't
blame Helen for being tempted by a cock like that in the house.
Helen was coming now. She tossed her ass and cried out as
the orgasm ripped through her body. Brenda continued pumping the
rubber cock in and out of the blonde's cunt until she was sure
Helen was finished. Brenda knew how awful it was for a woman to
be left hanging in the middle of a come.
When the fuck was finished, Helen fell away onto the bed.
Brenda unbuckled the harness and threw the dildo away. What she
wanted now was Vernon's cock, and without any fanfare she sat down
on the edge of the bed and pulled Vernon forward and closed her
mouth over his giant cockhead.
She thought she'd snap something in her jaw. She had to open
her mouth as wide as possible to get her lips over his cockhead
and into the groove behind the flared rim of his cock-knob.
The spongy head of his prick felt wonderful in her mouth.
She sucked his hot cockflesh and fluttered the tip of her tongue
over his pisshole.
Vernon groaned and held her head with his hands. He played
with her ears as she sucked and chewed his swollen cockmeat.
Helen had recovered now, and when she saw Brenda sitting
there with Vernon's big cock in her mouth, the blonde giggled and
sprang off the bed.
She moved around behind Vernon, put her arms around him and
kissed his neck.
Then Helen slowly dropped down, kissing Vernon's back and
then his ass.
Brenda saw what was going on. She knew Helen had her mouth
pressed against Vernon's asscrack. She heard Vernon groan as his
mother began tonguing his asshole.
Crazy, Brenda thought. Here she was sucking a teenaged boy's
cock while his mother was sucking his ass.
Sliding her hands around to his ass, Brenda pulled his
asscheeks open to give Helen more room to work.
Helen finally pulled her mouth away from her son's asshole
and said, "Why don't you let him fuck you, Brenda? I'm dying to
see that."
Brenda was a little afraid to take that huge cock in her
pussy, but she couldn't resist trying.
"All right, I'll sit on him," Brenda said. "I won't do it if
he's on top. His cock is too damn big."
"Silly girl," Helen teased. "He fucks me all the time."
"Never mind, I'll sit on it."
Vernon didn't care one way or the other. He stretched out on
his back on the bed and grinned at Brenda when she climbed over
him and straddled him.
The boy fixed his eyes on Brenda's hairy cunt and when she
noticed it she smiled down at him and said, "Would you like to
suck my pussy?"
She didn't wait for an answer. She moved forward and pushed
her cunt into his face. When she looked down, she could see
nothing but his nose sticking over her cuntbush.
"Stick your tongue inside," she said. She squirmed her pussy
over his mouth and moaned when she felt his tongue inside her
cunthole.
Helen was on the bed again, and now she moved behind Brenda
and grabbed Brenda's big tits with her hands.
"How's he doing?" Helen said.
"He's doing fine."
"I think he's turned on by all the hair you've got down
there. He sucks my pussy all the time and I suppose it's nice to
have something different."
"I guess so," Brenda said. Vernon sure knew how to suck a
cunt. She promised herself she would teach Ken to be just as
good. Finally Brenda pulled her cunt off the boy's tongue and
shifted backwards to get to his cock.
Once again she was amazed at the size of his prick. She held
it with both hands and pushed his fat cockhead inside her
cunthole.
The fit was tight. She thought it might hurt, but it didn't.
There was just a tight-feeling and in a moment she recognized how
pleasant it was.
Slowly lowering herself, she let her pussy gobble up his huge
prick down to the root.
At the end she dropped her head back and groaned.
"I told you," Helen said. She moved behind Brenda to hold
her tits again. "Come on, baby, give him a good ride. It turns
me on to see the two of you fucking."
Brenda began riding him, her ass bouncing up and down on his
lap, her tits jiggling in Helen's hands.
She moved carefully at first, but then she discovered she was
big enough to take him. After a while she fucked his big prick
with abandon, crying out at the wonderful feel of all that
cockmeat packing her pussy.
She came finally. She reached her climax before Vernon.
Then the tightening of her cunt-channel around his massive cock
pushed him over the brink and he began shooting his load.
Helen held Vernon's balls as he spurted his hot fuck-cream in
Brenda's pussy.
Brenda groaned and came again as she felt his spunk dribbling
out of her cunthole.
At last Brenda rolled off the boy with a sigh. She turned on
her side to say something nice to him and she was amazed to see
Helen cleaning his cock with her tongue.
Brenda watched it. She found it exciting. Her pussy, fucked
out as it was, quivered as she watched Helen open her mouth wide
to suck her son's cockhead.
How can anything so beautiful be wrong? Brenda thought.
Later Vernon fucked his mother from behind while Brenda
watched. She played with his balls while he slowly pumped his big
cock in and out of Helen's gaping cunt.
I want Ken, Brenda thought. It was fun playing with Helen
and Vernon like this, but she wanted her own son again.
Chapter 7
Brenda felt guilty about fucking Vernon. She felt she'd
betrayed Ken. It was one thing to see Charlie once in a while,
but to screw another teenager was really an act of disloyalty to
her son.
A few days after that wild evening with Helen and Vernon,
Brenda decided she had to make it up to Ken. When he came home
from school, she asked him if he was in the mood to go out with
her that evening. They could have dinner at a place he liked and
then maybe take in a movie somewhere.
Ken was all for it. "Gee, Mom, that sounds great."
"We'll have fun," Brenda smiled. "Just the two of us."
At seven o'clock she dressed as though she were going out
with a lover.
She had a shower, powdered her body and sprayed cologne
everywhere. She put on a new black lace bra with holes cut out to
leave her nipples exposed. She wore a frilly black garter belt
and smoky nylons and black pumps with four-inch heels. She tried
on a wispy pair of black panties, but then she decided the hell
with it she would leave her pussy bare.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom,
her fingers toying with the curled hairs covering her cuntlips,
she was pleased at how sexy she looked.
She hoped Ken was ready for some hot fucking tonight.
Spreading her cuntlips apart with her fingers, she looked at
her red gash and quivered with anticipation.
Moments later she slipped into a clinging black and white
dress with a shirred bodice and spaghetti shoulder straps. She
made several turns at the mirror to check for wrinkles and then
she pranced out of the room to find Ken and get the evening
started.
The restaurant was crowded and they were lucky to get a booth
that had a little privacy.
They sat beside each other in the booth, facing the room and
talking to each other about the people.
Ken recognized Mr. Haverkamp, the high school principal.
"He's a cranky old bastard," Ken said.
"Is that his wife?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
Brenda thought Mr. Haverkamp was an interesting-looking man.
His wife looked dowdy and dull. But then in bed maybe things were
turned around and Mrs. Haverkamp became a tigress. How could
anyone tell? Brenda was learning you couldn't judge people by
appearances.
The food was good. After a while Brenda slipped her hand
into Ken's lap and felt around for his cock.
"Jesus, Mom ..."
"Don't worry, no one can see what I'm doing. I'm just
checking up to see what's going on. It looks like everything's
going on. You're as hard as a rock."
"I can't help it."
"I didn't ask you to help it. I love it." She traced the
outline of his hard cock with her fingertips. She found his
cockhead and squeezed the spongy knob through the cloth of his
pants.
"I bet your little peehole is leaking," she said. "I wish I
could get down there and suck some of that lovely juice right out
of the tip of your cock."
"I wish you could, too."
"Do you like my juice, honey?"
"I love it."
"Would you like some now?"
"You know I would."
"Well, maybe I'll give you some."
The boy's eyes widened as she lifted a small roll from the
basket on the table and brought it down to her lap.
She maneuvered the roll under her dress and carried it to her
naked cunt.
She swabbed the roll up and down between her cuntlips,
smiling at Ken all the while, excited at the hot look in his eyes.
"It feels good," she said. "I'm rubbing it against my clit
and around my pussy-hole."
Anxiety on his face, Ken looked around the room at the people
at the other tables and booths. No one seemed to be paying any
attention to them.
Brenda brought the roll back now. In a moment she had it
over the edge of the table and in Ken's hand.
She giggled. "I guess it's a little soggy, honey. Go on,
have a taste."
He leered at her as he bit into the roll. He chewed the
bread, rolled it over his tongue and swallowed it down.
"Delicious, Mom."
"You're a honey."
"I love the taste of your cuntjuice."
It was nearly eight o'clock when they left the restaurant to
drive to the movie.
Brenda parked the car in the parking lot behind the movie
house and they hurried in to get their tickets.
The theater was crowded, but they found two seats towards the
back and soon they were settled down together in the dark.
Brenda loved the movies. She loved sitting in the dark and
watching things happening on the big screen. What she liked most
of all was being with someone, a lover, someone she could feel
close to.
She felt braver here in the dark theater than she had in the
restaurant, and before long she slid her hand into Ken's lap and
pulled his zipper down and brought his cock and balls out into the
air.
Ken had removed his jacket, and he now held it on his lap to
cover what was going on.
He tried to concentrate on the movie, but with his mother's
hand gently jerking him off it was terribly difficult.
Brenda was enjoying herself. It was wonderful to sit in the
dark like this with her hand filled with warm cockmeat. The fact
that it was her son's lovely prick in her hand made it all the
more exciting.
She continued playing with his cock throughout most of the
picture. As the end of the film approached, she tightened her
grip on his prick and pumped it a little faster.
Leaning close to him, she whispered, "Feel like coming,
honey?"
"I don't think I can hold it back, Mom."
"Shoot it, baby. Let yourself go and shoot it."
She pumped her hand faster, her fingers rubbing up and down
over the rim of his cockhead, and a moment later he stifled a
groan as the hot spunk came spurting out of his prick.
Brenda giggled softly as she realized they'd have a time
cleaning his jacket. She had his jism all over her fingers.
Pulling her hand away from his lap, she brought her fingers
to her mouth and quivered as she licked away his thick cum.
When they were in the car again, she made him bring his prick
out so she could clean it with her mouth.
She nibbled and sucked his cockhead, licked his cockshaft and
balls, and then finally she sat up and started the motor.
"Now let's get home and have a party," she smiled.
They were both tingling with excitement when they were
finally in the house again.
Brenda made him sit in the living room while she turned the
stereo on and did a slow striptease.
The boy went wild when he saw what she was wearing under her
dress.
She pranced around the room on her spike heels with her
nipples sticking out of the holes in her bra and her bare cuntbush
framed by her garter belt and nylons.
She finally approached him and leaned forward to hang her
tits over his face.
"Nice titties, honey?"
"Gorgeous, Mom."
"Lick the nipples, baby. Lay some tongue right on the tips."
His tongue came out of his mouth to flutter over first one
nipple and then the other.
After that she moved away from him again, teasing him by not
letting him touch her. She danced to the music, shaking her tits
and pumping her crotch at his face. Before long he unzipped his
fly and brought his cock out so he could stroke it with his hand.
She finally unhooked her bra and tossed it across the room.
Then she sat down beside him on the sofa and pushed his hand away
from his hard prick.
"Let me do that," she smiled. "That's Mommy's job, isn't
it?"
"I love you, Mom."
Curling her fingers around his throbbing cockshaft, she
smiled at him as she slowly pumped his prick.
He leaned close to her and fondled her heavy tits. He knew
what she liked by now and the play of his fingers over her nipples
and under her tits drove her wild.
Letting go of his cock, she leaned back on the sofa, faced
him and lifted one foot to show him the hairy gash of her cunt.
As the boy watched with hot eyes, she fingered her cuntlips,
spread them apart and probed two fingers inside the gaping mouth
of her pussy.
She quivered at the feverish lust in his eyes as she slowly
pistoned her fingers in and out of her sopping cunthole.
She loved turning him on like this. He was so adorable when
he was hot and bothered and lusting for her body.
Spreading her thighs wide, she said, "Like what you see?"
"You're all wet, Mom."
"I'm dripping, baby, and it's all for you. Have some?"
He needed no second invitation. In a moment his head was
between her fleshy thighs, his mouth clamped to her oozing cunt,
his tongue working inside her twitching cunthole.
Holding his head with her hands, she slowly pumped her cunt
at his face.
She let him gobble her pussy awhile, and then she pushed him
away and made him stand up in front of her so she could suck his
rampant prick.
His cock was bone hard now, throbbing and dripping. The
pisshole in his luscious cockhead oozed a glob of cockjuice and
she mewled with pleasure as she caught it on her tongue and
swallowed it down.
She sucked his lovely prick. She decided she liked Ken's
cock much more than Vernon's monster. A huge cock was fun to play
with, but there was much more you could do with a cock like Ken's.
The most important thing was that she could get him all the
way inside her mouth, his cockhead deep in her throat and his
heavy balls pressed against her chin.
The boy always went out of his skull when she took him deep-
throat like that, and as she did it now he groaned and shuddered
in a wild ecstasy.
She pulled her mouth off his prick before he came. He had
puzzlement in his eyes as she told him to turn around and bend
forward.
The puzzlement became a gasp and a groan as she pushed her
mouth between his asscheeks to get her tongue inside his tight
asshole.
She tongue-fucked his shithole awhile, one hand around the
front to stroke his cock and tickle his balls. Finally she
released him and made him turn around.
Holding his swollen nuts in her hand, she told him she wanted
him to fuck her ass.
A glitter came into his eyes as he looked down at her. "You
mean it, Mom?"
"Of course I mean it."
"Won't it hurt?"
"Not if you do it right. You've got to go slowly at first.
Nice and easy. After a while you can move a little faster. I'll
tell you when. Just do what I tell you and everything will be
fine."
She was hot. Her heart was thumping in her chest and her
pussy was dripping as she knelt on the rug and leaned forward to
rest her elbows on the sofa.
She was dying to have his cock in her ass. A long time had
passed since she'd had her shitter reamed out by a stiff prick.
Charlie liked to do it but he was always too rough with her. She
would teach Ken what she needed and before long it would be
wonderful and become a regular part of their fucking.
No matter what anyone said, she always had the strongest
orgasms when she had a cock in her ass.
She quivered with anticipation as she lowered her head and
offered herself.
Kneeling on the rug behind his mother, Ken's blood raced as
he gazed at her luscious ass.
He ran his hands over her asscheeks, and then he gave in to
the urge and lowered his head to kiss and lick her asscrack.
Brenda mewled and wiggled her hips as the boy's mouth worked
between her asscheeks.
He kissed up and down the trench between her asshole and her
cunthole, and then he pulled away and stroked her fat cuntlips
with his fingers.
"That's it, baby. Fuck my pussy a little with your cock.
Then get some of the juice out with your fingers and put it on my
brownie. We could use Vaseline, but pussy-juice is better. Then
you put a couple of fingers up my ass and loosen it up. After
that your cock will go in there nice and easy."
She groaned as he slid his long thick prick inside her
cunthole.
When he hit bottom, she reached underneath to grab his balls
and pull them against her clit.
He backed off and began pumping his cock in and out of her
cunt. He was an expert cunt-fucker by now and she had to hold off
the temptation to tell him to ram her hard with his stiff prick.
"No more in the pussy, baby. I want it in the ass. Get some
juice up there like I told you."
His thick cock came out of her pussy with a sucking sound.
She quivered as he scooped some cuntjuice out of her cunthole
and brought it up to the tight grommet of her asshole.
She forced herself to relax, forced her body to be loose and
receptive. Her asshole opened like a tiny mouth and a moment
later his fingers pushed inside her steaming shithole.
Trembling with excitement, Ken gazed down at his mother's
lush ass, at his fingers stretching her asshole wide.
He found it difficult to believe he was actually doing it.
He was fingerfucking his mother's asshole and in a few moments he
would stick his cock in there. After dreaming about it for so
long, it was hard to believe the time had actually arrived.
Her asshole soon loosened up around his pistoning fingers.
He could feel it. There was no need for her to tell him now was
the time.
Pulling his fingers out of her shithole, he brought his
cockhead up to the dark grommet of her bung and slowly eased the
spongy knob inside.
Brenda groaned and the boy hissed as his cock slowly slid
into the heat of her ass.
As always when she took a cock in her ass, she felt as though
the business end of a baseball bat was being pushed inside her
shit-tube.
There was no pain. His fingers had loosened her shitter and
all she had now was a deep pleasure at the intense feeling of
being stuffed with his cockmeat.
As far as Ken was concerned, this was the first time in his
life he had a cock in a woman's ass and he thought he was in
Paradise.
Her asshole gripped his prick in a way that was impossible
for her cunt. It was really closer to having his cock in her
mouth and her lips gripping his cockshaft tightly.
And it was hot. The heat of her ass surrounded his cock and
blew his mind.
He gave her the full length of his cock, pushing forward
until every inch of his prick was embedded in her shit-tube.
He let it soak awhile. He leaned over her back and grabbed
her big tits and whispered in her ear. "I love it, Mom."
Brenda groaned. "I love it, too, baby. Fuck me now. Fuck
my ass and make me come."
He straightened up, gripped her big ass with his hands and
started fucking.
He moved slowly at first, but soon his cock was sliding in
and out of her stretched bung-hole with force.
Her asscheeks wobbled each time he slammed forward against
them.
"Fuck it!" she cried. "Fuck my ass, baby, fuck it hard!"
She came when he started blasting his load inside her
shitter. She milked his spurting cock with her asshole, clamping
down on his sliding prick as the hot globs of jism jetted out of
his pisshole.
Grunting, his head thrown back, the boy emptied his balls and
slumped forward against her body.
Chapter 8
Ken began having trouble at school. His exam grades were
falling. At first Brenda thought it would pass, but instead of
passing it got worse. She talked to the boy about it and he said
maybe he needed some help with a few things. The problem was the
teachers were always busy and he couldn't get a teacher to give
any kind of help that meant anything. He promised her he would
spend more time in the evening studying.
Brenda felt guilty. Maybe all the fucking they'd been doing
was taking its toll on the boy. Maybe all the sex was harming
him.
One afternoon she was downtown in a department store, and as
she was about to leave she saw someone she thought she recognized.
Yes, she did know him. It was Mr. Haverkamp, the high school
principal.
He was buying something at a ladies underwear counter.
Brenda was amused and wondered if it was for his wife.
Haverkamp received his package and turned toward Brenda and
their eyes met. He looked her up and down, his glance hesitating
on the swell of her tits, and then he smiled.
Brenda had a sudden inspiration. She smiled back at him and
said, "It's nice to shop when the store is empty, isn't it?"
They started talking. She made a pretense of buying some
nylons and soon she was asking his advice about the various shades
and about whether pantyhose were really going out of style.
He was very much a gentleman, polite and easygoing, and
fifteen minutes after they met he invited her to have a drink with
him in a nearby cocktail lounge.
Brenda, of course, agreed. Having a drink with him was her
plan all along. She wondered why the hell the principal of the
high school wasn't back in his office doing whatever principals
do, but as long as he was here she had an idea she might be able
to help Ken.
Inside the cocktail lounge they sat beside each other in a
dark booth. They had one drink and then two drinks and then they
were flirting openly with each other.
When the third drink arrived, he had his arm pushing against
her tit and she had her hand on his thigh.
His first name was Arthur and he readily admitted he was
married. But he said nothing about being the high school
principal and Brenda said nothing about Ken being one of his
students.
It took some time for him to get around to the main point,
but finally he said, "This place is a little stuffy, don't you
think? We could find something better than this."
"Like where?" Brenda said. She was feeling the alcohol and
her fingers gripped his thigh as she tried to steady herself.
"Well ... What about a hotel?"
Brenda giggled. "That means hanky-panky."
He giggled back at her. "I certainly hope so."
She left the cocktail lounge hanging on his arm.
The fresh air outside cleared her head a bit and she
deliberately leaned her body against his as they walked to her
car. He said he had his car in a mechanic's place, but she
thought maybe he was worried she would find out who he was.
Inside the car it was his turn to put a hand on her thigh.
He kept the hand there as she drove to a motel down the road. By
the time he came out of the motel office with a room-key, her head
was completely clear and her pussy completely wet.
Haverkamp hurried her into a room and locked the door and
closed the blinds and turned and smiled at her.
"Well, here we are," he said. "How about a little kiss?"
She stepped forward into his arms and in a moment their
tongues were tangled.
She could feel his hard cock pressing against her belly.
Sliding her hand between their bodies, she ran her fingertips over
the outline of his cock and pinched his cockhead.
Haverkamp groaned under her lips.
She found his zipper and pulled it down. Sliding her hand
inside his pants, she brought his cock out and stroked his
foreskin back and forth over his cockhead.
When they finally broke the kiss, she looked down at his cock
and smiled at the way his pisshole was dripping juice on her
wrist.
"What have we here?" she said. "It looks to me like the
cannon is almost ready to go off."
She slipped her hand inside his pants again and pulled his
balls out. She stepped back to look at him, her eyes hot as she
gazed at the way the meat of his cock and balls dangled out of his
fly.
Haverkamp turned boyish. His aggressiveness was gone. Her
bold approach had completely subdued him.
"Show me what's in that package," she said.
"What?"
"You bought something in the store."
"It's a garter belt for my wife."
"Something sexy?"
"Yes."
"You naughty boy! Let me see."
He reluctantly opened the package and handed her a black lace
garter belt. His cock and balls were still hanging out of his fly
and each time they jiggled around her pussy twitched in response.
She held the garter belt against her waist and smiled at him.
"I'll try it on. I'll model it for you and you'll get a chance to
see what it looks like. You just sit over there and wait for me."
His face flushed, his cock still dripping, Haverkamp sat
down.
Brenda vanished into the bathroom and five minutes later she
reappeared wearing nothing but the garter belt and her nylons and
her sling-back four-inch heels.
A great sigh of pleasure escaped Haverkamp's chest as he
looked at her.
She pranced around the room, posing for him, her hands cupped
under her big tits and her fingers rolling her fat nipples.
Her pussy was swollen and wet and beads of cuntjuice
glistened on the cunthairs covering her cuntlips.
Haverkamp held his balls in one hand and his cock in the
other hand as he gazed at her. He slowly stroked his prick as she
wiggled in front of him.
She smiled down at him and said, "Let me have a taste of
that."
He opened his legs as she slid down to her knees in front of
him. Pushing his hands away, she fingered his bloated balls and
cockshaft and sucked his cockhead into her wet mouth.
Haverkamp closed his eyes and groaned.
She sucked his meaty prick. His cockhead was tasty. He had
lots of foreskin and she liked the way it pressed against her lips
as she sucked his leaking knob.
She did not want him to come in her mouth. Dropping his
prick from her lips, she rose up and posed for him again. When
she turned her back to him and looked at him over her shoulder,
she saw the intense glitter in his eyes as he gazed at her ass.
"Like my ass?"
He made a croaking sound. "Yes."
"Are you an ass man?"
"That's right."
"Mmmmmm, I love it when a man pays attention to my ass.
Would you like to kiss it?"
Backing up, she leaned forward and presented her ass to his
face. Haverkamp ran his hands over her hips, stroking her skin
from the garter belt down to the tops of her nylons, and then he
nuzzled his face into the crack of her ass.
He sniffed and kissed her creamy asscheeks. His tongue came
out of his mouth and he licked up and down her asscrack.
Brenda giggled, straightened up and turned around. "Now my
pussy," she said. "We don't want to ignore it, do we?"
She pushed her crotch forward and Haverkamp buried his mouth
in her cuntbush.
He was good. She stood there with her legs apart, gazing
down between her tits at his mouth working in her crotch. Using
both hands, she peeled her cuntlips apart to give him the bare
meat of her pussy.
She let him suck and lick her dripping cunt awhile, and then
she pulled away and went to the bed.
She knew how to get him crazy.
Kneeling on the bed with her ass facing him, she reached back
and pulled her asscheeks apart to show him what she had.
Haverkamp made a gurgling sound and quickly stripped his
clothes off.
He climbed onto the bed behind her and swooped down to kiss
her ass.
He licked and nibbled her asscheeks and then once again his
tongue was inside her asscrack.
This time he zeroed in on her asshole. She pushed back,
pressing her ass against his face, opening her bunghole to let his
wet tongue slither inside.
He stroked his tongue in and out of her brownie, his hands
squeezing and mauling her asscheeks.
Finally pulling his mouth away from her bunghole, he told her
he wanted to fuck her ass.
Brenda refused. She wanted him hanging like a fish on a
hook. "We'll do that next time," she said. "Right now I want it
in my pussy. Put it in me, honey. Fuck my pussy with that big
cannon."
He pinched her ass and leaned over to grab her tits and then
he fisted his cock and pushed his swollen cockhead inside her
cunthole. With a grunt of satisfaction he rammed his hips forward
and buried his prick in her steaming cunt.
It was a strong and lusty fuck, and when he finally came the
feel of his hot jism gushing inside her cunt-channel brought her
off.
They lay on the bed side by side after he pulled out of her.
He talked about himself and about his wife and hinted around,
and Brenda finally pushed him into revealing a surprise.
Haverkamp told her that he and his wife were swingers and he
invited her to come home with him.
"You mean for a threesome?"
"That's right," he said. "I think you'll like my wife."
"I'm sure I would. But how about if I bring a friend along?
I think four can be more fun than three, don't you?"
"Well ..."
"He's young. Does your wife go for the young ones?"
"Sometimes."
"You think your, uh, wife would be interested?"
"I know it. Come on over this evening at about nine o'clock.
How's that?"
"Sounds fine. Now let's see if we can get you hard again so
you can fuck me one more time."
She moved her head down to his crotch and began kissing and
licking his soft prick. His cockhead was completely covered by
his foreskin now, and she gently skinned it and took the pink knob
of his cock between her lips.
She sucked his pisshole, nibbled the spongy flesh of his
cockhead as her fingers jiggled his nuts. Sliding her fingers
under his balls, she found his asshole and drilled a fingertip
inside his bung.
He groaned and his cock began to get hard in her mouth.
She sucked his cock until he was stiff enough to fuck and
then she sat on it and rode him to a finish.
It was almost three o'clock when they left the motel room.
He still hadn't told her he was the school principal.
Another con artist, she thought. He's got the school board
thinking he's Mr. Clean when all the time he and his wife are
swingers.
She wondered about his wife. That woman she'd seen him with
in the restaurant that night didn't look like much of a swinger.
When she got home, the first thing Brenda did was tell Ken
about her afternoon with Mr. Haverkamp.
Ken knew she went out with men sometimes and he was never
jealous. But this time he was shocked out of his boots.
"Haverkamp, the school principal?"
"That's right, lover," Brenda smiled. "What do you think of
that?"
"Holy shit!"
"Are you coming along with me tonight? I've got a plan to
solve your problems at school. Anyway, how can you turn down a
chance to fuck the principal's wife?"
He couldn't, of course. He started quivering with
anticipation as soon as they agreed he would go.
Brenda was also looking forward to it. The idea of watching
Ken sock it to another woman turned her on. She was realizing her
affair with her son had opened unlimited possibilities.
Her blood raced as she thought about the evening ahead.
Chapter 9
Wilma Haverkamp turned out to be something. She was the same
woman they'd seen in the restaurant that night, but now she looked
completely different. Now she did not look dowdy at all. She
wore heavy make-up and a blonde wig and a party dress that had a
bare back and a slit half-way up her thigh. If you looked at the
slit you could see where the top of her stocking ended and the
creamy flesh of her thigh began.
She welcomed them with a flashy smile. "So glad you could
come. My God, he's adorable. Where did you find such a cute
one?"
Ken blushed as she patted his cheek.
Brenda suspected they were in for a hot time with the
Haverkamps. Wilma looked like the sort of woman who could pull
all the stops out and end the evening by going completely crazy.
Brenda was satisfied. She wanted the Haverkamps to go crazy.
She'd have a great time watching Ken in action and then she'd have
Arthur Haverkamp around her little finger.
They sat in the living room making small talk and pretending
to be civilized. Arthur put some tapes on the stereo and before
long Wilma smiled at Ken and asked him to dance. As soon as they
were on the floor, Arthur moved over to sit beside Brenda on the
sofa.
"What do you think of my wife?" he said.
"She's very nice."
"She's crazy about the kid."
"I can see that."
"I was wondering if he's from around here, I mean locally.
Is he a local kid?"
"No, he lives in Hinsdale. His mother works here in town and
he drives in with her once in a while."
"That's great."
Sure it's great, Brenda thought. Haverkamp was worried Ken
might be a local boy and a student at the high school. Brenda was
amazed that Haverkamp was such a dummy. He had his cock working
instead of his brain and it was a wonder he could function as a
school principal.
Wilma knew how to dance. She was up there flapping her
elbows and shaking her tits like a teenager. She had big
knockers, and each time she jerked her body her tits threatened to
spill over the top of her dress.
Then a slow number came on and Ken and Wilma moved in close.
Brenda enjoyed seeing Ken holding another woman in his arms. She
couldn't understand it. She thought she ought to be jealous, but
she wasn't. Seeing him with Wilma actually turned her on.
Arthur slipped an arm around Brenda's shoulders and dropped
his hand over the mound of her tit. Brenda cuddled against him
and he pinched her nipple through her blouse.
"I had a great time this afternoon," Arthur said.
"Yes, it was nice."
"Are you going to let me do what you didn't let me do this
afternoon?"
"You really dig that, don't you?"
"You bet."
"All right, we'll see."
It was thrilling to her that he was dying to fuck her ass.
When a man was hungry for it like that, it always made it more
exciting.
When Brenda looked at the couple on the floor again, she saw
that Wilma was kissing Ken and moving her hand over his crotch.
Seeing that turned Brenda on. She crossed her legs and
squeezed her cuntlips by flexing her thigh muscles. She'd known
it would be damn exciting to see Ken making it with another woman.
"My wife's a fast worker," Arthur said with a chuckle.
"She sure is. I hope she gives the boy time to breathe."
Wilma gave him time to breathe, but not much more. Before
long, she unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out. She continued
dancing with him while her hand milked and stroked his hard prick.
Arthur had his hand inside Brenda's neckline and his fingers
rolling her nipple. Then he dipped his hand down a bit more and
scooped her tit out over the top of her dress.
Brenda quivered. She decided that so far she liked
everything that was going on. She liked the way Wilma handled
Ken's cock and she liked the way Arthur handled her tit.
Arthur Haverkamp might be a school principal, but he and his
wife were a couple of hot fuckers.
Ken and Wilma were not dancing any more. Wilma had pulled
over a velvet-covered footstool and now she had Ken's cock in her
mouth. She had his balls out of his fly and her fingers jiggled
the boy's nuts as she sucked the knob of his prick.
Arthur said, "Does that turn you on?"
"And how," Brenda said. She wondered what Arthur would say
if he knew Ken was her son.
Wilma dropped Ken's cock out of her mouth and looked at
Brenda. "He's delicious," the blonde said. "You wouldn't want to
give him to me, would you?"
"I don't think so," Brenda said with a smile. "Anyway, you
have Arthur."
Arthur chuckled. "I'm glad someone thinks I'm worth
something. Come on, Wilma do a strip for us. Show the boy
something. You can't suck his dick all night."
Wilma seemed reluctant to let go of Ken's cock. But finally
she dropped his prick and stepped back to begin undressing.
The blonde had huge tits, big fat jugs that hung down like
two watermelons. Her nipples were enormous and painted with a
dark red rouge that made them look like oversize strawberries
waiting to be sucked. She stripped down to gartered black fishnet
stockings and black patent leather pumps and nothing else. She
had light-brown cunt hair, but there was very little of it and the
top of her slit was completely visible. She held her mammoth tits
in her hands and teased Ken into getting his clothes off.
When the boy was naked, Wilma cooed and crouched down behind
his ass and buried her face between his asscheeks.
Brenda could tell by the dreamy expression on Ken's face that
Wilma was doing a job on his bunghole.
Finally Wilma pulled her face away from Ken's ass and she
stretched out on the rug. She ran her hands over her huge tits
and opened her creamy thighs and told Ken to get in the saddle.
Ken looked at his mother, and Brenda nodded, and Ken smiled.
Sure, Brenda thought, go on and fuck her. Brenda's pussy was
wet as she watched the boy slide between Wilma's waiting thighs.
Wilma helped him get his cock inside her pussy. The boy
grunted and lurched forward and buried himself balls deep in her
cunt.
They started fucking, Wilma's thighs wide open, Ken's hard
little ass pumping up and down as his prick slid in and out of her
juice-drenched fuckhole.
Arthur pinched Brenda's nipple and said, "Go sit on her
face."
Brenda looked at him. "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure. She loves it. She'll suck whatever you
put in her mouth. You stick your asshole in her mouth and she'll
suck that too."
"Mmmmm, I could go for that."
"You like that, huh?"
"Who doesn't?"
"Go on, then, see if she's any good."
Brenda was tempted. She peeled her clothes off, stripped
everything off until she was completely naked. Arthur chuckled
and pinched her ass and then she slipped away from him and moved
to the couple on the rug.
Facing Ken, smiling at the boy, Brenda squatted over Wilma's
face and slowly eased herself down.
Wilma mewled with delight. She grabbed Brenda's ass and
pulled her down more firmly.
Brenda shuddered with pleasure as she felt Wilma's nose
pushing against her asshole and Wilma's tongue swabbing out her
cunthole.
Wilma knew a thing or two about eating a woman's crotch.
As Ken fucked his prick in and out of Wilma's pussy, she
sucked the juices out of Brenda's cunthole.
Then Brenda squirmed and shifted forward a bit to get Wilma's
tongue directly on her asshole.
Wilma made a squealing sound of pleasure and went to town.
Her tongue slithered inside Brenda's brownie and in a moment Wilma
was tongue-fucking Brenda's asshole while Ken prick-fucked Wilma's
cunthole.
Brenda looked at Ken's face and they smiled at each other.
The boy was huffing and puffing, his face flushed and his forehead
sweating, but he was obviously having a marvelous time.
And I'm not doing so bad myself, Brenda thought. The feel of
Wilma's tongue in her ass was delicious.
Brenda decided that later she would let Arthur fuck her ass.
If he was decent enough to let his wife loosen up her asshole, she
would be decent enough to let him fuck it. Maybe Wilma would suck
her ass again before they did it. Brenda was turned on by the
idea of having Arthur's cock lubricated by his wife's spit while
he fucked another woman's ass.
Ken was unable to hold out any longer and he shot his load in
Wilma's cunt.
The big blonde wriggled and pumped her pussy at his thrusting
cock as the boy's jism spurted into her.
After that Ken rolled away to rest and Brenda leaned forward
with her head on Wilma's belly. She had her face near Wilma's
pussy. She could see the blonde's pink cuntlips gaping open.
Yielding to a sudden urge, Brenda clamped her mouth over Wilma's
cunt and began sucking Ken's jism out of the woman's oozing gash.
It was good. The boy had shot a big load and Wilma's
fuckhole was big enough so that Brenda found it easy to suck
everything out.
Brenda found it thrilling to suck her son's spunk out of
another woman's pussy.
All this time Arthur had been sitting on the sofa with his
cock in his hand. Now he stripped his clothes off to join the
group in the center of the room. He moved behind Brenda and gazed
down to watch his wife suck and lick the brunette's ass.
Wilma finally pulled her tongue out of Brenda's ass and
looked up at her husband. "I suppose you want her asshole," the
blonde said.
Arthur chuckled. "What do you think!"
He ran his hands over Brenda's ass and tested her asshole
with his finger to see how loose it was.
"Go on, she's ready," Wilma said.
I sure am, Brenda thought. She knew what was going on back
there. She still had her mouth on Wilma's steaming cunt. The
blonde had a tasty pussy. Brenda had sucked all of Ken's jism out
of it and now she was down to Wilma's creamy cuntjuice. Go on,
stick it up my ass, Brenda thought.
Arthur did just that. He rubbed his cockhead back and forth
over Brenda's grommet and then pushed forward to snap the head of
his prick inside her shitter.
Her face turned up beneath Brenda's ass, Wilma's eyes
glittered with lust as she watched her husband push his prick into
the asshole of another woman.
Wilma thought the arrangement was perfect. They had Brenda's
mouth sucking at her cunt and Brenda's asshole sucking at Arthur's
cock. Wilma loved the way the boy had fucked her. There was
nothing sweeter than teen cock. Later she would suck his prick
and balls and ass and get him hard again. These two couldn't fool
her. The brunette was the boy's mother. Stupid Arthur might be
fooled, but she wasn't. She envied Brenda. She was sure Brenda
made it her business to get her daily ration of spunk out of the
teenager's balls.
Brenda moaned into Wilma's sopping cunt. She loved the feel
of Arthur's cock in her ass. He had a lovely way of stroking his
prick in and out of her shitter. He knew just what a woman needed
in there. It was great fun when Ken did it, but the boy lacked
the patience of an older man.
Ken was recovered now. He slowly pumped his cock with his
fist as he watched the trio on the rug. He wondered what his
friends at school would think if they knew what was going on here.
The boy adored his mother. He was happy to see the pleasure
she was getting from Haverkamp's cock in her ass. She seemed to
be having a good time with Wilma's cunt.
Too bad for Wilma, Ken thought. He had a better use for his
mother's mouth. Crawling over to them, he squatted in front of
his mother's face and shoved his cock inside her gaping mouth.
* * *
The next day after lunch, Brenda showed up at Haverkamp's
office in the high school.
He was surprised to see her, but he asked her to sit down and
he closed the office door.
"Listen," he said, "I don't know how you found out I'm the
principal here, but I don't like my private life brought into the
office."
"Bullshit," Brenda said.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean bullshit, Arthur. You remember last night?"
"Of course I remember last night."
"You remember Ken? He's my son and he's a student here."
"Oh, shit."
"Wilma didn't say that when she had her tongue in his ass.
She said something about how lovely it was."
"What do you want?"
"The kid's been having some difficulty with his schoolwork.
I want you to assign a teacher to him as a tutor."
"That's all you want?"
"Yes."
"All right, I'll arrange it."
"And one other thing."
"I thought so. What is it?"
"If you lock the office door, I'll let you fuck me in the ass
again."
Chapter 10
"You don't give me a chance," Charlie said.
"Oh, Charlie," Brenda said.
They were at a drive-in movie, sitting there in the dark
watching the screen. The picture was a bore and once again
Charlie was talking about marriage.
She slipped her hand into his lap and squeezed the bulge of
his cock.
Charlie grunted. "When are you going to marry me?"
"I haven't said Yes.
"Then say it now."
"I can't make a commitment now, I really can't. Let's not
talk about marriage, let's talk about this." She squeezed his
cock again. "You've got a nice boner down there. Don't you want
to do something with it?"
"You're a witch."
"I thought you said I was sexy and beautiful."
"I'd like to eat your ass."
"Yummy. And after that?"
"After that I'll fuck it."
"Will you eat my pussy too?"
"I'll suck strawberries out of your cunt."
"Oh, boy. In the meantime let's get this big dick out in the
open. God, look at it, Charlie, your cock is as big as a baseball
bat."
"Big and hot."
"Big and leaking. You're dripping juice all over my hand."
She swooped down to engulf his cockhead in her mouth.
She sucked lustily on the knob of his prick. Charlie was a
sweet guy and she liked him. If it hadn't been for her affair
with her son, she might seriously think about marrying him. But
there was no way she could marry anyone until Ken was on his own.
She wasn't even sure she wanted that to ever happen.
She adored Ken.
No matter how nice it was with Charlie or some other men, the
fucking was never better than it was with Ken and usually it was
worse.
Ken was a marvelous lover now. They were into a steady and
comfortable routine. They fucked no more than three or four times
a week. During the rest of the time she stayed away from him to
let the tension build up. He also had a girlfriend now. Her name
was Laurie and Ken said they did a lot of sucking and jerking off
together but not much real fucking. Brenda didn't mind. She knew
it was important for Ken to be with girls his own age. When she
and Ken did fuck, it was always marvelous and she was satisfied
with that.
She loved the taste and feel of Charlie's big cock in her
mouth. The musky male smell of his crotch came out of his fly and
filled her nose. She rolled the fruity knob of his prick in her
mouth and sucked up the juice leaking out of his pisshole.
His cock was hard and throbbing and she knew that if she
wanted to she could make him come. She decided to take his load
in her mouth to calm him down. It was already near midnight and
there wouldn't be any time to fuck tonight.
Anyway, she had a desire tonight to fill her mouth with jism.
Swirling her tongue over his cockhead, she curled her fingers
around his cockshaft and began jerking him off.
Charlie grunted. "Hey, babe, you'll bring me off like that."
"That's what I want," she said.
"What the hell for?"
"It's late, honey. Come on, make it in my mouth and next
time we'll fuck."
He groaned and leaned back. How could he argue with her when
she had his cock in her mouth and her hand pumping his prick to a
finish?
He came soon. His hot jism spurted against her tongue. She
sucked his cock-knob and rolled his spunk over her teeth before
swallowing it down. She loved the tart taste of jism and now she
would have the taste of him in her mouth until she got home.
Charlie talked about marriage again as they left the drive-
in, but he was becoming resigned to the fact that she probably
wouldn't agree to marry him for some time.
Brenda suspected he might find some other woman to marry.
Maybe it was better that way. Maybe she was being unfair to
Charlie and she ought to let him go.
When she kissed Charlie goodnight and entered the house, she
found Ken watching TV in the living room.
"Well, you're up late," she said with a smile.
"Hi, Mom."
She sat down next to him on the sofa and kissed his cheek.
He was her true lover. Being near him never failed to give her
pussy a buzz. Even now, even after having Charlie's cock in her
mouth no more than twenty minutes ago, she was still turned on by
Ken.
They kissed again, and then she sat back on the sofa and he
stretched out with his head in her lap.
She smiled at him and opened her blouse and brought one of
her tits out for him to suck. When he had her nipple in his
mouth, she pulled his zipper down and scooped his cock and balls
out of his pants.
She played with his prick as he nursed on her tit. "It's
amazing," she said.
He dropped her nipple out of his mouth. "What's amazing,
Mom?"
"How much you turn me on. Maybe it's because you're so
young. I always did like boys better than men. Maybe that's what
it is."
"You think so?"
"I don't know."
He chuckled. "Maybe you ought to try one of my friends."
"I'm not that crazy. Anyway, you're all I need."
"Seriously, Mom."
"Seriously, what?"
"You had a good time with me and old Haverkamp, didn't you?"
"Sure, it's fun for a woman when she has two men."
"I could bring a friend over, a guy my own age. Would you
like that?"
She was shocked at the idea. But of course she'd thought
about it. She'd had a fantasy of being fucked by Ken and Vernon.
The trouble was Vernon and Helen were in Texas somewhere and they
wouldn't be back for months.
"You're a little devil," she said. "Have you told anyone
about us, any of your friends?"
"No one, I swear it."
"It's too dangerous."
"I know someone who wouldn't talk."
"How can you be so sure?"
"That's easy," Ken smirked. "He's been making it with his
own mother, so why should he talk about us?"
The boy's name was Gordon Peterson, and the minute he walked
into the house Brenda realized she knew his mother. She
remembered talking to Marcia Peterson at a number of PTA meetings.
The physical resemblance between Gordon and his mother was
striking and there was no doubt who he was.
When Brenda asked him if his mother's name was Marcia, he
said yes.
Brenda was tickled pink. Marcia Peterson was a stuck-up
bitch and the idea that she was involved in an incestuous affair
with her own son made Brenda happy.
One thing was sure. She and Ken had no reason to fear they
were the only mother and son in town who were lovers.
She made lunch for the boys. It was Saturday and they had
the whole afternoon ahead of them. Brenda tingled with
anticipation as she sat at the table and ate her lunch with Ken
and his friend.
After lunch Brenda left the boys watching a football game in
the living room and she went upstairs to change her clothes.
What should she wear? She searched through her closet and
she finally decided on a silk blouse and side-button skirt. By
using only a few of the top buttons, she'd have a slit in the
skirt nearly up to her ass. With stay-up stockings and no panties
under the skirt, she'd be able to give the boys a flash of her ass
whenever she felt like it.
Her excitement grew as she wondered what Gordon was like in
bed. Was he as good at eating cunt as Ken was?
When she walked downstairs and into the living room, she
could tell the boys had been talking about her. She smiled and
sat down on the sofa between them.
"Well, here I am," she said. "I've got a cute boy on each
side of me and all they're interested in is football."
The boys protested. She kissed Gordon's cheek and pulled him
against her.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" she said.
"Hell, yes, Mrs. Foster."
"Maybe you'd better call me Brenda."
"All right, Brenda."
"That's better." She smiled when she saw his eyes on the
neckline of her blouse. "Do you like my boobs?"
"I like big tits."
"You sure speak your mind, don't you?"
"That's right."
"Do you know how to make a woman feel good?"
"Sure."
"I bet you do. Go on, touch me. Feel my tits."
He put his hand on her. He closed his fingers into the flesh
of one of her tits. He squeezed one tit and then the other and
finally she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it aside to expose
her tits.
Gordon looked at her tits and grinned. "You've got big
knockers."
She held the tit nearest him with two hands and offered the
nipple to his mouth. "Suck it, honey. Do a good job on it."
A growl came out of his throat as he swooped down to gobble
her tit. She turned to Ken and offered him the other boob and in
a moment she had both boys sucking at her tits like two calves.
The sensation was marvelous. She'd never had two mouths on
her tits before and it felt wonderful.
She slid her hand into Gordon's lap and pinched his cock. He
had a hard-on. She tried to get his zipper down, but she couldn't
do it. Pushing his face away from her tit, she told him to get
his cock out.
He leered at her as he brought his dick out. He was no older
than Ken, but he seemed more experienced. She wondered how long
he'd been fucking his mother.
She liked his prick. She skinned his cockhead and rubbed her
thumb over his pisshole. She squeezed his cockshaft and a glob of
juice oozed out of her fingers.
"Stand up," she said. "Both of you stand in front of me."
She made Ken unzip and bring his cock out too. They stood
there in front of her, their lovely pricks dangling out of their
pants. She feasted her eyes on their cockflesh and then she
swooped down to take both cockheads in her mouth at the same time.
Double jeopardy, she thought. It was marvelous to have her
mouth filled with cockflesh like this, but she knew it was
dangerous to have Gordon know about her and Ken.
No matter, it was too late and she might as well enjoy
herself.
After sucking their pricks, alternating from one to the
other, she sat back and told them to get undressed.
She pulled her legs up to expose her cunt as they peeled
their clothes off.
Gordon's eyes glittered as he stared at her steaming twat.
"You like pussy, Gordon?"
"Sure," he said.
"Come on upstairs and let's see how good you are at sucking a
wet cunt."
He was not bad at all. Upstairs in the bedroom she lay on
the bed with her knees pulled back to her tits and both boys
licking and sucking her juice-drenched gash.
She loved it. She didn't care what anyone thought. Some
people might think she was a depraved woman to have two boys on a
bed with her like this, but she didn't care. Gordon knew how to
suck pussy as good as Ken. They slurped and sucked at her clit
and fuckhole like trained puppy dogs.
She finally pushed them away and made Gordon straddle her
chest so she could suck his cock and balls.
She licked and chewed his prick and ball-bag. His cockflesh
had a lovely taste of sweat and jism. His pink balls were bloated
and his prick was stiff as iron.
She made him stretch out on the bed and she climbed over him
to get his cock in her cunt.
Leaning over him, hanging her big tits over his young face,
she tightened her cunt muscles around his cockshaft and smiled as
he groaned.
"You like that, honey?"
He made a croaking sound. "Yes!"
She turned her head to look at Ken and smiled. "All right,
baby, get behind me and stick your prick in my ass. You don't
want Gordon to have all the fun, do you?"
Ken grinned at his mother and moved behind her lush ass. He
rubbed her asshole with his fingers, and then a moment later he
pushed his bone-hard cock inside the hot tunnel of her shitter.
Brenda shuddered and groaned. Her cunt-hole and asshole
packed with young cockmeat, she began rocking her hips back and
forth between their two bodies.
It couldn't be wrong. It was too good to be wrong. Fuck
anyone who thought differently about it.
Chapter 11
A year went by. Brenda had a lovely time with Ken. Charlie
married a little blonde hair-dresser and moved to Portland.
Brenda was sad about that at first, but she had Ken and in a month
or two she forgot about Charlie.
What difference did Charlie make? No man could give her what
she was getting from Ken.
The boy kept her pussy on fire. He was always ready to fuck
or suck or do anything she wanted.
Sometimes she thought the constant sexual excitement was no
good for her health. She discreetly asked her doctor about it,
but he said it was probably good for her. He even hinted he
wouldn't mind throwing her a fuck right there in the office. She
said nothing to him about Ken, of course. She decided to turn the
doctor down, but then she compromised and jerked him off into the
wastebasket in his office. He seemed happy. He dropped her bill
in half and patted her ass as she walked out.
When Ken's birthday approached, Brenda convinced him to have
a party in the house.
"You're only young once," she said. "Besides, it'll give me
a chance to meet all your friends."
Ken agreed. Brenda hadn't thought of anything except an
innocent party and a houseful of teenagers, but as the evening
arrived she found herself thinking how nice it would be to have a
house filled with teenage cock and pussy.
A dozen boys and girls. Control yourself, she thought. She
had more interest in the cocks than in the pussies, but one or the
other it was all sex. A crowd of teenagers exuded sex. It was
all around you in the air and sooner or later it got in your nose
and filled your head.
She wore a party dress, a red taffeta thing with a plunging
neckline and ruffles. She looked gorgeous. The boys and girls
treated her like a movie queen and she pranced around the house
bubbling with happiness.
She knew a few of Ken's friends, but most of the crowd were
in the house for the first time.
Gordon Peterson was there. They had their little secret and
the boy was clever enough to conceal he knew her better than the
others.
Ken's girlfriend Laurie was there. Brenda had met the girl
briefly a few times, but this was the first chance she had to get
to know her. Laurie was a slender blonde with blue eyes and long
legs and a pair of hefty tits too big for her slim chassis. The
girl had lovely lips and a seductive smile and whenever Brenda
looked at her Brenda found herself picturing Ken's cock in the
girl's mouth.
I'm not jealous, Brenda thought.
But she was. After a while she admitted to herself that she
was jealous of Laurie and afraid she would lose Ken.
It was a noisy party, the kids dancing and laughing
downstairs, stuffing themselves with cake and soda pop. Before
long Brenda realized there were couples sneaking upstairs to neck
awhile. The boy and girl would return to the party with the girl
mussed and the boy's eyes glazed.
Brenda had a great time. She spiked her Coke with rum and
flirted with some of the boys. She loved the way they looked at
her, the way their eyes bored into the valley between her tits.
Halfway through the evening she had to pee. The downstairs
bathroom had a line waiting for it and she climbed the stairs to
her bedroom.
She walked into her room, closed the door and headed straight
for the connecting bathroom. Lifting her dress and lowering her
panties to her knees, she sat down and started pissing.
Suddenly a slight noise in the bedroom caught her attention.
She turned her head and looked at the bed through the open door,
and now for the first time she saw the boy.
He was lying on her bed on his side, one hand supporting his
head and his eyes fixed on her as if he was hypnotized.
"Oh my," Brenda said. She was startled but she continued
pissing. "I had no idea you were here."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Foster. I just came up to rest awhile. All
the other rooms were busy, so I came in here."
"Tired?"
"I didn't get much steep last night. I had some of the guys
at my house."
"And here I am with my panties down."
"I won't look any more."
"Never mind, honey, I don't care."
She finished peeing, wiped her pussy and rose up. She
deliberately held her dress at her waist as she pulled her panties
up and turned around to flush the toilet.
The boy caught only a glimpse of her pussy, but he had a good
look at her ass and legs, at her creamy thighs and gartered
stockings.
After adjusting her dress, she walked into the bedroom and
locked the door. Then she sat down on the edge of the bed.
Smiling at him, she said, "What's your name?"
"Bobby."
"Well, Bobby, did you get turned on watching me do that?"
He blushed and nodded. "I guess I couldn't help it."
"Of course not. Do you have a hard-on now? We wouldn't want
to leave you all hot and bothered, would we? It's not good for
you. Let's have a look."
His eyes wide, he remained motionless as she pulled his
zipper down and brought his cock out.
He had a lovely hard-on, his foreskin already drawn back to
reveal his dark red cockhead. She squeezed the tip of his prick
and a drop of clear juice oozed out of his slit.
"It's a lovely cock. When was the last time this gun went
off?"
"This morning."
"You don't need to blush, I know all about boys. I bet you
wake up every morning with a hard-on. Isn't that right?"
"Yes."
She was pleased. The jism in his balls had been accumulating
all day and because of his age there would be a lot of it. Her
mouth watered for a taste of his cock.
"Would you like me to suck you off?"
"Jesus, Mrs. Foster, you don't have to ..."
"It's my pleasure, honey. Just lie back and relax."
The boy groaned and settled back. He watched her as she
leaned over his cock and touched the tip of her tongue to his
brimming pisshole.
He shuddered and moaned as she sucked the juice out of his
slit and rolled it over her lips.
Brenda was enjoying herself. Having the boy watch her while
she peed had brought her pussy to a boil. He had a sweet cock.
It was fun to tease him by delaying things. Instead of gobbling
his prick with her mouth, she delicately licked his cockhead and
around the groove behind it.
Then she pulled away from him. "Let's get your pants down,"
she said. "We need more room to play."
She removed his shoes and socks, and then she helped him get
his pants and shorts down and off his feet.
"Much better," she said with a smile.
Now she had a half-naked boy on her bed, naked from the waist
down with his lovely cock and balls completely exposed.
She ran her fingers over his bloated pink ball-bag. His nuts
looked about to burst. In a moment, honey, she thought. In a
moment she would milk him and get all that lovely boy-jism down
her throat.
Touching his cock again, she pushed down and squeezed the
base of his cockshaft to make his cockhead swell like a balloon
with blood.
They both watched as a glob of milky juice was forced out of
his pisshole.
"That's jism," she said. "I think you're about to come."
He made a croaking sound as she swooped down to close her
teeth behind the flared rim of his cockhead. A moment later the
hot spunk erupted out of his pisshole. Spurt after spurt
splattered over her tongue and against her palate.
Gently squeezing his balls, she pumped his cockshaft to get
all of his load out of his nuts.
She held everything in her mouth, and when he was finished
she swallowed the whole mess down in two gulps. Her pussy spasmed
as the wad of slimy spunk slid down her throat.
Running her tongue over her glistening lips, she smiled at
him. "Feel better?"
He grinned. "Oh, wow!"
He was adorable. She thought of doing him all over again,
but then she had a better idea. She watched him pull his pants up
and she said, "You'll keep this between us, won't you, honey?"
"Of course, Mrs. Foster."
"But if there's a friend downstairs you can trust, I wouldn't
mind."
"You mean it?"
"I like it, you know. Some women like the taste of it and
I'm one of them. But no blabbing about it."
"I promise."
He walked out of the room and she sat there on the bed with
the taste of his jism in her mouth and a contented smile on her
face.
Oh, yes, indeed, she thought. We're going to have ourselves
a party tonight. The teenagers had their party down there and
she'd have her own little party up here.
After five minutes a boy built like a bean-pole walked into
the room with a shy smile on his freckled face.
Brenda remembered seeing him downstairs. He was cute. She
told him to lock the door and beckoned him over to the bed.
She could see how nervous he was. It wasn't every day that a
boy his age had a chance to get sucked off by a friend's mother.
She talked to him and calmed him down. She was drunk on
booze and sex and she knew her words didn't make much sense. It
didn't seem to matter. In a few minutes they were giggling
together as she fished his long prick out of his pants.
She played with his prick awhile and then she had him
undress. She wanted to see his body. She ran her hands over his
cock and balls and then she slipped her fingers inside his
asscrack.
Watching his face, she slowly pushed her finger inside his
tight bung.
"You like that?"
His answer was to close his eyes and groan. She pushed her
finger further inside his hot ass and chuckled at the way his cock
turned hard as iron in response. He was a healthy young animal.
Closing her mouth over his cockhead, she began sucking his prick
while her finger stroked gently in and out of his asshole.
It took her no more than a minute to empty his pretty pink
balls. She rolled his thick jism over her tongue and smiled at
him as she swallowed it down. The boy had a dazed look on his
face as she told him she wouldn't mind him sending another boy
upstairs if they could keep it a secret.
She chuckled as he left her.
Seven more boys came upstairs to her bedroom and she sucked
off all of them.
By the time the party was over she had the taste of jism
coming out of her pores.
Hot jism, salty and sweet, thick and ropy and sometimes
foaming.
When all his friends had left and Ken finally came to her
room, she was too tired to suck and she simply opened her mouth
and had him jerk off on her tongue.
She swallowed her son's heavy load of spunk and after that
she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Chapter 12
One Saturday afternoon Laurie came to the house looking for
Ken. The boy had gone with his friends to a baseball game and
evidently the game had gone into extra innings. Brenda was on a
glider on the back lawn getting some sun and she invited the girl
to keep her company.
Laurie brought some Cokes out of the kitchen and then she
stretched out on a glider beside Brenda and they talked awhile.
Then Laurie said, "It's too bad I don't have a bikini with
me. I wouldn't mind getting some sun myself. You've got a great
body, Mrs. Foster, I really mean it."
Brenda smiled at the girl. Laurie was cute. The blonde wore
a halter top and her luscious tits jiggled whenever she moved.
"Thanks for the compliment," Brenda said. "And why don't you
call me Brenda? I thought we were going to be friends."
"Okay, Brenda."
"Maybe you could get into one of my bikinis. I've got a few
upstairs I haven't worn in years and they're too small on me now.
Maybe one of them would fit you. Would you like to come upstairs
and try some on?"
The girl agreed. It was all very pleasant, no hint that
either of them had anything else in mind except finding a bikini
for Laurie so she could relax in the sun.
The girl did seem interested in Brenda's body. Brenda was
conscious of that. But the bikini Brenda was wearing hardly
covered more than her nipples and crotch and she thought it
understandable that Laurie would look at her.
She's delicious, Brenda thought as she walked up the stairs
behind the teenager's cute little ass.
Brenda had never stopped being jealous of Laurie because of
the time the girl spent with Ken. Brenda was still afraid of
losing Ken. Maybe someday he would get tired of his mother and be
hooked by a cute little blonde like Laurie.
The girl was little everywhere except across her chest. She
had the tits of a woman twice her age, big pear-shaped knockers
with the outline of her nipples always visible no matter what she
wore.
Inside her bedroom, Brenda began searching for the old
bikinis. She finally located them at the bottom of one of the
drawers. When she pulled them out and turned, she found Laurie
already had her clothes off and was standing there completely
naked.
Now it was Brenda's turn to took. The girl's body was as
lovely as Brenda had imagined it. Laurie's fat pink nipples made
Brenda's mouth water. The girl had a slender streamlined body
with not much hair covering her pussy. Her pink cuntlips were
visible at the top of her slit.
No wonder Ken's crazy about her, Brenda thought.
Once again the fear of losing Ken came into Brenda's mind.
Now that she was looking at Laurie naked and seeing what the girl
had, the fear was worse.
Brenda moved closer to the girl. "You've got a beautiful
body," Brenda said. "Lovely skin."
"Thanks," Laurie said.
The teenager smiled and Brenda smiled and then Brenda said,
"I'm glad you're going with Ken, honey. Sometimes I may act as if
I'm not glad, but I really am. I like you."
"And I like you too, Mrs. Foster."
"I thought you were going to call me Brenda."
"That's right, Brenda."
They leaned towards each other and Brenda kissed the girl's
cheek. Then Laurie turned her head and their lips met and the
kiss became something else.
Tongue fluttered against tongue. They wrapped their arms
around each other and Brenda's hands dropped down to fondle the
girl's lush ass.
Brenda quivered when she felt one of Laurie's hands on her
tits. The girl's fingers pinched Brenda's nipple through the
cloth of her bikini top.
"I think I'm getting turned on by this," Brenda groaned.
"Me too," Laurie whispered.
"Oh, God."
"I really like you, Brenda."
"And I like you too, honey. Have you ever had a girl lick
your pussy?"
Laurie stopped back a bit and smiled at the older woman. "Do
you want to do that to me?"
"Yes."
"I'd love it."
There was no more talk about finding a bikini for Laurie.
Now they were in the bedroom for something else.
Laurie had a coy smile on her face as she stretched out on
the bed. "I think you ought to know something," the girl said.
Brenda was still standing at the foot of the bed. "What's
that?"
"I know about you and Ken. I sort of guessed it and then he
told me right out. I think it's wonderful."
Brenda was shocked and afraid. "If you tell anyone I'll be
in deep trouble."
"I won't tell anyone, don't worry about that."
The girl opened her legs and pulled her knees back to show
Brenda her pink-lipped cunt.
Brenda looked at the teenager's face. There was nothing but
affection in Laurie's face, no hint of an enemy. Maybe the girl
did want to be friends. Brenda looked down at the blonde's open
pussy and then a moment later she climbed on the bed and began
kissing the insides of Laurie's thighs.
* * *
When Ken walked into the house, he knew something was going
on. Laurie was supposed to be waiting for him, but no one was
downstairs, not his mother and not Laurie.
He was halfway up the stairs when he heard someone giggling.
They were in his mother's bedroom. Ken knew his mother and
he knew Laurie and it didn't take much for him to suspect they
were in there having themselves a good time.
The door to his mother's bedroom was open and he moved
quietly along the hall until he could look in on them.
They were both on the bed and his mother was sucking his
girlfriend's pussy.
Sucking and using her fingers, too. As far as Ken could make
out, his mother had her fingers in Laurie's asshole and cunthole
while she was sucking the blonde's clit.
That was the way Laurie liked to have it done. She liked a
finger in her ass whenever he sucked her gash.
Laurie was naked but his mother still had her bikini on. Ken
unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out and slowly stroked his
thickening prick as he watched them.
Then he decided, fuck it, he wasn't going to stand out here
in the hall while they had themselves a good time. His cock
dangling out of his pants, he walked into the room and slapped his
mother's ass. "You're not leaving me out," he said.
"Dear God," Brenda said.
"We got bored," Laurie giggled.
All the explanations didn't amount to much. Everyone
realized the important thing was this sudden new intimacy between
them. The three of them were closer now than ever before.
Brenda tossed away her bikini. Ken peeled his clothes off
and joined them on the bed.
His mother's bed.
Brenda looked at her son and his girlfriend lying there on
her bed and she thought this had to be the wildest afternoon of
her life.
Ken's cock was deliciously hard.
Laurie's pussy was deliciously wet.
I've got them both, Brenda thought.
Their bodies tangled on the bed, mouths against flesh, hands
fondling and squeezing and caressing.
Brenda lay on the bed with her head hanging over the side.
Ken straddled her face and dangled his cock over her mouth. She
opened her lips to accept his fat cockhead.
Her nose nuzzled his swinging balls as she sucked on his
prick.
He began moving his hips, gently fucking his mother's mouth
as she lay there with her head under his crotch.
At the other end of Brenda's body, Laurie knelt between
Brenda's legs and fastened her mouth on Brenda's lush cunt.
The blonde teenager gobbled and sucked at the older woman's
oozing cuntflesh.
The girl's agile tongue scooped thick cunt-cream out of
Brenda's hairy fuckhole.
Brenda mewled with delight. Having her son's thick cock
fucking her mouth while his girlfriend sucked her cunt drove her
wild.
Pulling her mouth away from Brenda's cunt, Laurie fingered
Brenda's cunthole and smiled at Ken. "I love the way she creams,"
the teenager said. "She's got so much of it."
"You like sucking that stuff out of a pussy, huh?"
"I love it," Laurie giggled.
Brenda was unable to talk. She had her mouth filled with
Ken's sliding cock. She felt the girl's fingers exploring her
cunthole, and then suddenly the brunette quivered as Laurie pushed
a slender finger inside her asshole.
A moment later the girl added another finger. The teenager
reamed the older woman's asshole with two fingers while her thumb
remained in Brenda's cunthole.
"She's got a lovely tight ass," Laurie said with a snicker.
"I'd like to watch you fuck it."
"She likes your fingers."
"Of course she likes my fingers. Come on, let's get her over
on her belly so you can fuck her ass."
"Not yet," Ken said. "First let me see her suck your cunt.
Get over here and sit on her face."
He pulled his cock out of his mother's mouth and Laurie
giggled as she scrambled forward to sit on Brenda's face.
Ken used his fingers to hold Laurie's cuntlips apart while
his mother swabbed the girl's pussy with her tongue.
Brenda lapped her tongue up and down over Laurie's clit and
then used her tongue to scoop the hot juice out of Laurie's
cunthole.
The blonde teenager mewled with pleasure. She gazed down and
watched the juices drip out of her fuckhole and into Brenda's
mouth.
"God, I love this," Laurie said. "She eats pussy like a
dream. Look at the way she sucks."
"I'm looking," Ken chuckled. "Okay, let's get her over on
her belly."
Brenda was in a daze as they rolled her over. She wanted
Ken's cock in her mouth again. She ran her tongue over her lips
and let her mouth hang open until his cock was once again stuffing
her face.
As Brenda knelt on the bed on her elbows and knees, Laurie
crouched behind her with her hands on Brenda's creamy ass.
The girl's eyes glittered as she gazed at the brunette's
hairy cunt and dark puckered asshole.
Extending her tongue, Laurie lapped up and down Brenda's
asscrack and finally zeroed in on the older woman's winking bung.
Brenda moaned around Ken's cock as Laurie lubricated her
asshole with saliva.
A moment later Ken pulled his cock out of his mother's mouth
and moved around to the other side of the bed to get at her ass.
Laurie helped him position his cockhead at Brenda's twitching
asshole.
There was no difficulty. He'd fucked his mother's ass many
times and now his cock slid inside her shitter like a sliding
piston.
Brenda groaned. She groaned again when Laurie slipped under
her belly to get her mouth on her clit.
Brenda was sure she was in heaven.
She could feel Ken's cock throbbing in her ass.
She could feel Laurie's tongue fluttering over her clit.
Brenda was no longer afraid of losing Ken.
It was true that someday Ken would get married. But Brenda
realized now that when that happened she would not lose a son, she
would gain a daughter.
Oh, yes, indeed, Brenda thought. She wiggled her hips and
quivered with happiness.
The End
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