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Subject: {ASSM} "Graduate Work," RP Chap's 1-2, and Chapter 3.  mF, inc, size, FDom, mom/son, size, bm, mc?
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Disclaimer:  The Author of this piece fully admits that
situations presented in this work of fiction are contrived and
impossible to the point of being ridiculous, so no silly
comments, people.  I've never written a story purely for stroke
value before, so bear with me.  Oh, and if you're not of the age
of majority in your area, or have compunctions about reading
adult material, FUCK OFF!

Comments can go to: jvalet451@yahoo.ca

"Graduate Work"  Chapters 1-3, by JValet

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Chapter 1:

Jared sat at the breakfast table, staring idly at his diploma. 
It was still rolled tightly and tied closed with a cheap blue
ribbon.  Out of high-school one day already, and he didn't feel
any different.  He was fairly certain that you were supposed to
feel grown up or changed or experienced or something after
leaving the cap and gown ceremony.

Sighing, he tossed the diploma down the table, and dug into
breakfast, stopping to swallow his pill with a mouthful of OJ. 
He'd been taking them since he was twelve or so; his mom had said
that they were supposed to correct a degenerative disease he'd
inherited from his father.  The only thing he'd ever gotten from
his father, as a matter of fact.  The fucker had run off two days
before his eleventh birthday.  Not a call, not a letter, not an
alimony check had been seen from him since. But that was okay,
Jared thought, his mom was pretty great, and they could live
comfortably from the proceeds of a couple of biochemical patents
she held, stemming from her grad work in college.

"Morning kiddo," Karen Smythe ruffled her son's hair as she
walked into the kitchen, the heels on her slippers clacking
loudly against the linoleum floor.  As she passed him, she could
hear the clatter of his spoon as it fell into the cereal bowl,
and Jared choked out a "M-mornin'."

As he tried to put his eyes back into their sockets, Jared's mind
boggled at what he was seeing. His mom had apparently traded in
her old terrycloth robe for a brand-new blue one, covered in a
flowery pattern, and diaphanous to the point of being
transparent! Underneath, she wore a brief nighty of the same
pattern; the hem was so high that her ass nearly slid out from
underneath it as she walked, hips swaying, long, long, legs
perched atop a pair of high-heeled slippers.  He watched,
speechless as she slinked to the kitchen window, through which a
June sun shone brightly, and took a long look outside, bending
over the counter ever-so-slightly.  Karen could hear his breath
catch as the hem of the nighty rose just high enough for him to
catch a glimpse of her succulent, round asscheeks and the thong
panties that ran between them.  Turning around, she promptly
hopped up on the counter, giving him a good long look at the huge
swell of her tits, the nighty covering only enough to be decent,
though the peaks of her nipples were evident through the thin
fabric. Crossing her legs slowly, Jared got a peek at his mom's
panty-covered pussy, which was already starting to moisten
underneath it's satin cover.

"Isn't it a beautiful morning?" She asked, a mischevious smile on
her face.  Jared snapped back to reality, and shook his head
before stammering out a reply. One of his hands slipped under the
table to adjust his thick cock, quickly coming to a full
erection.

"Did you have anything planned for this evening?" Karen already
knew the answer to this, even before she'd asked the question. 
Of course he didn't.  She'd made him too well for that.  Shy
little Jared didn't have many friends, certainly none to knock
about with on a Friday night.  Shy little Jared with the big
meaty COCK that filled her dreams lately.  Now that things were
coming to a head, she was starting to salivate with anticipation.
 "Because if you don't," she continued, "I thought maybe we could
have a little celebration here this evening, just a son and his
mommy."  She crossed those long, long, legs again, and dangled
one of the slippers from a perfectly-shaped little foot.

"N-no," was his reply, still slightly agog and very erect.

"Good."  Karen said, then followed with "did you take yourpill?"

"Yes, mom."  Her smile widened a little.  Those pills had been
the crux of a very, very long plan. A little growth hormone, a
little sedative, and some other goodies, had ensured that Jared
had, since puberty, developed into a sedate, obedient young man
with a fat cock and testicles filled with sweet virgin cream,
ripe for the plucking.  She shivered with anticipation, and her
cunt quivered, the panty gusset quickly becoming quite damp.

"You're such a good boy, Jared.  I just wish you weren't going to
college in the fall,"  her voice was wistful as she swept her
chestnut hair back, jiggling her massive 32E tits.  He wouldn't
be going anywhere, she knew, and her pussy spasmed again.

"I'm sorry, mom," he mumbled, genuinely guilty.

"Ah well," she hopped off the counter.  "Even my little boy's got
to grow up sometime."  Karen walked over and planted a kiss on
his forehead, giving him a good view of those smooth, firm globes
up close. While he eyed her cleavage, she took the opportunity to
glance down at his lap, where his shorts couldn't even begin to
hide the massive bulge beneath.  "Mmmmm...and you are growing
up," she straightened and continued out, knowing that his eyes
were glued to her ass.

*  *  *

The rest of Jared's day was long, torturous, and spent staring at
his mother when he thought she wasn't looking.  A Good Boy, he
never touched himself; masturbation was something filthy
perverted people did in back alleyways with whores.  And yet, it
was difficult not to; many times, he found that an "adjustment"
of his stiff cock was taking far longer than it should have.  He
didn't know what to do - this had never happened to such an
extent before.  It had always gone up during inappropriate times,
but then it always went down, eventually. 

His mom wasn't making it any easier on him, either.  After
breakfast, he had spent a couple of hours bringing cool drinks
out onto the deck for her when she called from the poolside,
where she lay on the chaise lounge, body glistening with tanning
oil, practically every tanned, toned inch exposed in a tiny black
bikini he'd never seen before.  The triangles of fabric over her
tits were tented by erect nipples and he could almost catch a
glimpse of rosy aureolae.  The bottoms were no better, an
eyepatch over the prominent mound of her pussy, and a thong
behind, exposing all of those beautiful, rounded buttocks to his
wandering eyes.  If that hadn't set his balls churning, they
certainly started when she fished an ice-cube from one of the
drinks, sucked on it a moment, her pink tongue flickering from
between pouty, sensuous lips, and then proceeded to run it down
over her mountainous tits, across the flat plain of her tummy,
and down, briefly, between those beautiflly sculpted thighs.

Jared had had to run back to the house, head spinning, balls
aching, mentally berating himself for the turn his mind had
taken.  This was wrong!  Very, very wrong.  He couldn't think
about his mom *that* way.  Why had she chosen to break out this
new wardrobe *today*?

Lunch was no better, though she had changed from the bikini to
something a little more, uh, concealing; a tight, white tank-top
that ended just above her sexy little navel and pushed her huge
tits up even more, a pair of cutoff jeans that tied in the front,
but very loosely, revealing a patch of darkness that *had*, just
had to be a pair of panties, albeit very low-riding ones, and
black slides with four-inch heels.  He'd had to sit there, and
pretend to eat while she slurped away at a rapidly-melting cone
of vanilla ice-cream, rivulets flowing freely over her hands,
sending errant drops down over those magnificent mammaries of
hers, and her upper thighs.  His mom wasn't quick to scoop these
up, but she did, one at a time, bringing each creamy droplet to
her mouth via a sticky finger, and giving it a good long suck
each time she did, just to be sure to get all the crea-er-ice
cream.

Karen knew she was torturing her son, and did it gladly.  She had
hid beneath burlap and sacks for too many years, waiting for
today, and she relished the sense of power it gave her, knowing
that her son was trembling that way for *her*, knowing that his
cock was bursting his shorts because of *her*.  It sent a shiver
down her spine, and her pussy gushed with anticipation. In fact,
it was all she could do to stop herself from jumping the boy now,
but things hadn't been set up downstairs quite yet.

At any rate, the day wore on for the two of them at a torturous
pace. Karen continued to tease her boy dreadfully throughout,
changing clothes three more times; a long, thin sundress after
lunch that just happened to be completely see-through in strong
sunlight, and Karen sought to interpose herself between Jared and
a window at every opportunity, giving him a look at her body in
silhouette; then back to shorts and a bikini top to "wash the
car", a task which rapidly turned into a water fight; and
finally, for dinner, a long, black skirt, slashed high to reveal
the stockings that wrapped themselves so sensuously around her
legs and the black sandals on her feet, with a beige and black
top that was basically two strips of fabric, cris-crossed beneath
her breasts, exposing her firm tummy, and the fact that she
wasn't wearing a bra over those huge tits of hers.

Jared shifted uncomfortably in his seat, wearing his best clothes
from last year, the pants too tight, especially the area beneath
his zipper.

The dinner table was empty, save a pair of glasses, each filled
with what looked like wine.

"A toast," Karen raised her glass, smiling broadly with glossy,
pouty lips.  Jared did likewise.  "To eight years of long, hard
work, and the payoff it brings."

That puzzled him.  "Mom, I've only been in high-school six
years."

"Who said we were talking about high school?"  There was a
mischevious glint in her eye as she took a sip from her glass. 
Jared followed suit.  The liquid that passed his lips was sweet
and heady, though with no trace of alcohol (he'd taken communion
before, of course, and knew what wine tasted like). Tilting the
glass further, he greedily poured the drink down his throat. 
Putting the glass down, he noticed his head was abuzz, as well as
his balls.  His mom eyed him with open hunger.

"Mom?"  He began, but the buzzing in his head was louder, now,
and the erection in his pants surging with blood like never
before. 

"Is something wrong?" She asked, standing up slowly, and crossing
the dining room to where he sat.

"Hmmm," she crouched next to his chair.  "I think I see a
problem." She ran her hand over the huge lump in his pants. 
Jared groaned.  This was wrong; everything here was wrong.  He
shouldn't be feeling this way, not about his mom.  He couldn't,
he couldn't, he... The button on his pants, straining already,
came apart with the slightest touch of her fingers.  "Oh, there's
some definite swelling here.  But mommy's got just the thing..."

She deftly pulled his zipper down, his briefs practically moved
themselves out of the way, and suddenly, there it was, a massive
pillar of throbbing meat, the purple knob at the top weeping
precum like a faucet.  Awed by the sight, Karen couldn't help but
run a hand lightly down the shaft, enjoying the feel of the soft
skin on the underside of his cock, the cock she'd made, *her*
cock, now.

"N-noooo," Jared mumbled, his head lolling.  There had been an
explosion of pleasure in his brain when she'd touched him; but it
was wrong, bad, dirty pleasure.  He was a Good Boy; he didn't
want his mom toooooooooh...

"You can't resist, you know," she said, taking a firmer hold of
his dick, and beginning to slowly jack it.  The sensations caused
her son to groan again, louder this time, and shudder in his
chair. "Now sit back, relax, and enjoy what your mommy's doing
for you."  She quickened the pace of her strokes, though she had
to use both hands to get his whole cock, and soon it was coated
with pre-cum, and the aroma of dick filled the air.  Karen
inhaled deeply. How she missed that smell!

Karen was a first-class cumslut; nothing made her feel more
powerful than knowing she could bring a man to a huge orgasm,
sometimes again and again.  Long she'd searched for the perfect
cock, big and tasty and everlasting, and she'd thought she'd
found it with her ex-husband, who carried a ten-inch dick that
could last all night.  However, when he'd run off with a hefty
chunk of her money and no goodbye, she decided to stop searching
and create the perfect cock.  A biochemical genius with a minor
in biogenetics, figuring out how to grow a cock that was big, and
hard, and would spew forth semen in the quantities she'd only
dreamed about, wasn't that hard.  And finding a specimen to
undergo the long-term treatment hadn't been hard either, once she
struggled past her morals; Jared was perfect, just coming into
puberty, predisposed towards having a large penis through his
father, and easily manipulated. 

She knelt there, staring at the purple knob between her hands,
and suddenly she couldn't wait any longer; it had been *eight*
fucking years since she'd had a cock, and here was a perfect one
right in her fucking face.

"MMMmmmmmplfff...*schluck*..." she could barely fit the head of
his dick past her lips, but the taste of sweet pre-cum, made all
the sweeter by the knowledge that it was vigrin spew from her own
son, sent her pussy gushing, and she began diddling her cunt with
one hand while still jerking his stiff dick.  "Mmmm...soooooo
*shlurrrp* gooood...mommmy's *sluchsk* little boy certainly
*slurpshht* has a big...Mmmmm...hot...tasty COCK. 
Yummmmmmm...yummy hot cock...*shlurrrp* mommy loves *schlp* her
baby's *shllllck* beautiful dong...do you like it when I lick it
like this?  *schlupp*  *slurp* Or how about when I put my tongue
in here?"  Jared could only moan and arch his back as she wiggled
the tip of her tongue in the slit in the head of his cock.  It
felt soooooo good...like nothing on earth, but he couldn't...she
was his mother...

"It feels good *slurp* doesn't it?  Your mommy *shlerp* sucking
your *schlllck* BIG *slrrrp* FAT *schluck* COCK...so why not just
give in?  Give mommy all that sweet *slurp* HOT *schlllp*
cream... you know you...mmmmmmm...want to...just give up...give
mmmmmmm *schlurp* me your cum, cummmmm for Mommmy...cum in my
mouth...cum in my face...all over my tits..." Something inside
Jared broke; it was too much - the assault of pleasure on his
cock, the buzz in his head, the dirty talk from his mom, though
he only understood half the words.  A shiver ran down his spine,
straight to the brain in his cock.  His balls, the size of fists,
clenched up, and Karen squealed with glee.  "That's right, cumm
for Mommmy...CUM!  Give me all that sweet boycream!   CUM!   CUM!
 CUMMMMMMMMM!" An animal cry erupted from Jared's lips, and the
first plume of semen spewed forth from his cock, flying high in
the air, only to arc down and land across his mother's face.  
Five spurts in all painted her face, hair, and tits before she
managed to take the jerking, spurting, meat under control and
take the remaining semen in her mouth; seven more filled her
mouth, excess goo running forth from her glossy lips to pool at
the base of his cock.  Once he seemed to be done, she sat back
and swallowed his sweet, incestuous cream.

Jared lay back in his chair, body sprawled, dick still heavy and
erect, glistening with cum and saliva.

"We're not done yet," his mom said, standing.  "You were made to
go all night, and by God, we're going to go all night."

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Chapter 2:

Karen eyed the prostrate form of her son, head lolling back,
limbs splayed out, thick meaty cock sprouting from his pants. 
Excess sperm that she hadn't been able to keep in her mouth ran
down the shaft in thick rivulets to pool at the base, staining
his pants. Not that'd he'd be needing pants much anymore, she
thought with an evil grin.

A hot wad of cum had splattered over the bridge of her pert
little nose, and she eagerly scooped it up into her mouth,
savouring once more the taste of her son's virgin cream. Two or
three more heavy blasts had sprayed across her tits, the scalding
hot goo soaking into the fabric of her top.

"Tsk tsk," she chided, "look what you've done - ruined mommy's
blouse with your nasty cum; I'll just have to take it off, I
guess..."  Reaching behind her neck, Karen undid the catch
holding her top together, and both strips of fabric peeled away
from her torso.  Her tits, huge and tanned a deep bronze bobbed
into view; curved perfectly and capped by rosy pink nipples, she
hefted them in her hands for Jared to look, and look he did,
mesmerised by those jiggling pleasure pillows. Fortunately, the
blouse hadn't covered much, and there were several large blobs of
boyjuice over the silky smooth surface of her tits.  These she
eagerly worked into the skin of her tits, rubbing and fondling
and playing with them until they glistened under a thin sheen of
cock cream.  "Mmmmmm...your cum feels so good on mommy's tits,"
she cooed.  "You'll have to give mommy *all* of it from now
on...I don't want to waste a single drop of my little boy's hot,
sweet spunk."

"Ohhh, mooommmmm," Jared moaned, delirious with forbidden lust,
but his head too fuzzy to do anything about it.  He could only
stare as she fondled those magnificent tits, now pinching and
twisting the pink, thick nipples that stood a good inch out from
the surface of her massive mammaries.

Karen mewed as she mauled her own tits, pussy gushing copiously
beneath the skirt. There was a yawning, aching need between her
thighs; cunt juice flowed freely down her thighs to splatter on
the floor.  She had waited too long for this. It was time to take
him, time to shove all that manmeat up inside her as far as it
would go and ride her way to ecstatic oblivion. 

It took only a second to step out of the rest of her clothes,
revealing that she wore a garter-belt to hold the stockings up,
but nothing else.  Her cunt, crowned by a sparse 'V' of pubic
hair, was leaking heavily; her clit was an angry red button at
the top of her weeping gash.

"Now, Jared," she said, straddling the chair.  Slumped though he
was in the seat, the tip of his cock reached all the way up to
the lips of her cunt, and nestled itself in her labia.  The heat
from her pussy, and the sensation of those little lips, gently
rubbing the knob of his cock were driving him mad, though all he
could do about it was thrash feebly in the chair.  "Now it's
time..."

With that, she slowly began lowering herself down upon his mighty
shaft, pushing it deeper, deeper into the hot depths of her
hungry pussy.  Inch by beautiful inch she fed her son's massive
cock into the tight, wet chasm between her thighs.  Jared groaned
again, and she took his head in her hands, and brought it to her
massive tits, where his slack lips latched immediately upon a
rubbery pink nipple.

"Ooooooohhh...can you feel that, son?  Mommy's tight *ah* little
hole gobbling your cock? How does that feel?  Is it *ah* good?" 
Eventually she bottomed out her pussy, feeling the head of his
dick pressing against the wall of her cervix.  Her thighs rested
lightly on his - a perfect fit!  "I feel soooo fulll...mommy's
full of her little boy's big nasty cock...so biiiig...so
harrrrd...just made to fuck mommy's *cunt.*" Karen began pumping
herself on his dick.  "Mmmmmm...my baby's cock is soooo
goood...is it good for you?  Does my baby like his mommy's
cunt...does he like it when mommy rides him...Oooooohhh...that's
right, suck my tit, you nasty little boy...chew my nipple while I
bounce on that fuckmeat of yours...of mine...that's right, mine.
Your cock is all *ah* MINE. All that HOT, HARD, COCK is for ME
and ME only.  Ooooooh...it feels soooo goood...mommy could ride
you all night long, little boy...all night with your cock inside
my cunt...mommy's cunt needs your cock sooooo bad, baby...you'll
give it to her, won't you?  Let me have it all night, every
night...forever...FUCKING your COCK forever...stuffing my CUNT
with it..." She rode his staff harder, grabbing onto his head and
pushing it into her tit. "Ohhhh YESSS...every night...every
morning...all that THICK, SWEET CUM for me...CUM for me...fill
your MOMMY'S CUNT with all that beautiful BOYJUICE...CUM for
MOMMY...CUM CUM CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!"  A wild shriek of ecstasy
erupted from Karen as she reached her first orgasm, feeling her
son jet spurt after spurt of semen into her cunt; it spilled
forth in huge gobbets that simply flowed freely out from the
sides of her stretched pussy, and still she rode him, making
loud, wet noises with their genitals as the cum flowed from her
cunt. She came again and again, bouning on Jared's cock until she
could take no more and simply collapsed on her son, panting with
exhaustion and face flushed with orgasmic joy.  His body relaxed
from the tension of the extended orgasm, and he, overwhelmed with
ecstacy, simply passed out with his turgid prick still solidly
lodged in his mom's sopping wet vagina.

*  *  *

The first thing that occurred to Jared as he woke up was that he
needed...something.  He couldn't quite work out what it was,
exactly, but there was definitely something he was craving, like
lemonade on a hot summer day, or fresh air when you're at the
bottom of a pool, lungs aflame.  Yeah.  Something like that.

The second thing that struck him was that he was bare-ass naked
and tied, spread-eagle to what felt like a bed, covered in cool,
satin sheets.  Felt like, because he couldn't see anything except
bottomless dark.  As soon as the panic receeded from his brain,
he took notice of the third thing: his cock was steely-hard, and
the mess from earlier had been cleaned up.

Earlier...Jared's mind cast itself back over the events of
dinner. Had that really happened?  Had his mom really sucked his
cock and fucked herself on it?  No, nothing could have felt that
good, he surmised.  There was no way his mom had wrapped those
succulent, shiny lips around the head of his cock, nursing and
nibbling until he blasted a load of semen all over her face and
tits.  No way she'd rammed his dick into the wet, velvety fist of
her cunt, milking him for a second time.  His prick, erect
already, surged with blood until it was painfully so as he
remembered the way it had all felt, her nasty words, the way her
pussy had pulled the cum from his balls.  It had to be a dream,
didn't it?  Maybe this was a dream, too.  Jared closed his eyes
and tried to force himself to wake up, but to no avail.  Despite
the warmth of the room, he shivered with fear, not knowing where
he was, or what was going to happen to him next.

"M-mom?"  He called out cautiously, and was rewarded moments
later by the sounds of a door opening nearby, and high heels
striking a hardwood floor.  The lights flicked on, revealing a
small, but well-appointed room with an ominous-looking wardrobe
in one corner.  He was, indeed, chained hand and feet to the
corners of a large bed covered in silvery satin sheets.

"How's mommy's little boy?"  He heard his mother's voice coo from
somewhere behind him, out of sight.  "You had me soooo worried,
you know that?  I was scared you wouldn't wake up 'til tomorrow,
and mommy wants to play all night long."

"Mom?"  He struggled with the chains for a moment.  At the sound
of her voice, the nameless need within him flared to life. 
"Why...why am I..."

"...all tied up?  Because you might resist at first; the drink
made your head fuzzy upstairs, but I can't be certain you'll be
so pliable down here.  To start with, anyway.  Once we're done
here tonight, you'll love it as much as I do, Jared.  I know you
will..."  She strode further into the room, and past the bed.

She'd changed her clothes again.  As his mom stalked past, he saw
that she had slipped into a sheer black night-shirt with
billowing sleeves and a ruffled neckline that skirted her naked
shoulders.  The hem dusted the tops of her shapely thighs, barely
long enough to cover her panties, and not quite enough to cover
her ass as it swished past.  Through the material, Jared could
clearly see her braless tits jiggling, stiff nipples threatening
to rip through the thin fabric. 

"Do you know what was *in* that drink, Jared?"  She giggled as
she stood at the foot of the bed, shamelessly flaunting her body
before his eyes.  "It was a sweet little COCKtail that blocks the
transmission of certain neurotransmitters when you're in contact
with a certain pheromone...keeping you happy, horny and pliant so
long as I'm around; but if you can't get that certain pheromone
in, say, twelve hours or so, your body starts going into
withdrawl.  Mommy wants her little boy to stick around longer
than his daddy did...so she fixed it so he's addicted to her,
literally.  Isn't mommy smart?"

Karen began crawling up the bed towards him, leering hungrily up
at her son.  Slinking along like a cat on the prowl, Jared
couldn't help but stare at her huge tits, swaying in pendulum
motion.  Reaching his thighs, his mom stopped to give his cock a
long, slow lick.

"Mmmmm...yummy yummy pre-cummy.  I see you like mommy's PJ's,
baby.  I can't wait to suck the scum right out of those huge
balls of yours," a mischevious hand began fondling his balls,
still heavy and hanging low, the engineered genitalia reloading
at record speeds. "And while I'm doing that, you're going to
sample some of mommy's special juice to satisfy that need I know
is burning you up inside..."

"Mom, no.  Stop..." Jared began, his head spinning from the
erotic assault on his meat.

"No?"  She giggled, and ran a finger down the underside of his
cock. His hips jerked involuntarily at the sensation.  "Stop? 
Stop teasing you?"  Karen began lightly palming the head of his
dick, polishing his knob with her hand.  Precum was flowing
freely from the slit, now, and her fingers were soon sticky with
the stuff. Switching hands, she eagerly sucked her hand clean
while he watched, still protesting. "Mommy *never* wants to stop
teasing her little boy...I love knowing your cock is hard for
me...I love making it salute when I walk in a room...all this
beautiful boy-meat for me...and only me..."  She proceeded to
suck the slick precum from her other hand, and then continued to
crawl up his body, the head of his dick sliding along her
nightshirt, leaving a silvery trail of lubricant behind.

The smooth fabric of the nightshirt was a deliciously torturous
sensation on the bulbous head of his prick, and Jared bucked
beneath her, trying to get as much of it as possible. Straddling
his hips, Karen sat down on her boy's hard meat, flattening it
against his stomach, and pressing it underneath her hot, pantied
cunt.  "Does mommy's little boy feel good?  Does he like it when
mommy teases his FAT COCK?"  She started to rock on his prick,
slowly grinding it against her sopping pussy.  "Mmmmm...I can't
wait to put that monster back up inside my cunt...can't wait to
have all that MEAT jammed up inside my little CUNT. Mmmmm...oh,
yeah...I love feeling so FULL of BOYCOCK..."  She bit her lip,
stifling a cry of pleasure.  One hand stole to her tit, and began
mauling it through the nightshirt.

"Oh yeah...oh...mmmmm...so HARD...so HOT...yeah...YES...oh...ah!
Ah! AH!"  Her body shuddered as it was battered by a small
orgasm, a tiny taste of things to come.  Shivering with pleasure,
she resumed crawling up his body, until she was astride his head.
 Jared stared up at his mom's pussy, sopping wet and soaking
through the thin silk of her panties. At this range, all his nose
was filled with the heady, sweet aroma of her cunt, and it sent
shockwaves through his brain, and down his cock, which responded
by jerking of its own accord, and sending out a fresh flood of
precum.  That nameless need in his head was screaming at him to
breathe deeply, to inhale as much of her vaginal perfume as he
could. His lungs gulped greedily at the scented air, but he
needed *more*...his mouth cried out to be filled.

No!  He averted his eyes.  This was wrong!  He couldn't...this
was his *mom*!  His mom's cunt...her sweet beautiful cunt that
had given him life...and he wanted to drink from it so badly...

She shifted around on the bed, turning to face his stiff,
throbbing cock.  Leaning over, Karen grabbed her son's shaft, and
began to slowly stroke.  She lapped at the head of his dick,
slurping down the copious precum as it pulsed from the cockknob.

"Do you want me to suck your cock, Jared?  Do you want mommy to
suck all that NASTY HOT CUM right out of your balls?"

"Nooooo..." he groaned.  "It's wrong...I can't...we can't..." 
But he wanted her to, just as he wanted to push his face into her
pussy.

"If you say so, honey...but if I don't, then mommy won't let her
baby lap away at her little cunny...and you do, don't you?  Here,
let me give you a better look." Reaching back, she grabbed hold
of the gusset of her panties and jerked, once, tearing them clean
off.  Jared now stared his mother's cunt right in the face; her
inner lips were pink and tiny and dripping wet.  A perfect peach
of a pussy, gushing juice down her thighs.  Still, a tiny part of
his mind resisted.  He couldn't...it was wrong...soooo wrong...

A single drop fell from her gash, landing on his slack lips.  The
final voice of resistance was drowned in a flood of sensation as
his tongue unconciously lapped it up; Jared strained upward,
trying to put his mouth right into her pussy, eager to suck all
that sweet juice out of her hot little hole.  But she was just
out of reach.  He whined like a dog, tongue working, trying to
catch any more falling juice.

"Does that mean mommy can suck your cock, now?"  She asked,
innocently.  Karen knew her son's consent was meaningless; she
could take him any time she wanted, but wanted to hear it, wanted
to hear his surrender to the pleasure she was giving him, the
pleasure that *only* she could give him.   He nodded, not even
looking at her.  Karen scowled. "That's not enough, little
boy...mommy has to hear it...say it...tell me to suck your
cock...tell me you give up, that you can't resist...beg me to
suck your meat..."

"Yes!"  He screamed, a note of desperation in his voice. 
"Please! Mommy, please suck my cock! I give up!  Just please,
please let me have it!  I can't stand it anymore!"

"Mmmmmm...what a goooood boy..." she lowered her cunt down on his
waiting face, and he leapt to his task, shoving his tongue as far
inside her as he could go, tasting, sucking, drinking that
glorious nectar; his body sang with joy!

Karen turned back to his dick, and slurped as much of it as she
could into his mouth.  "Mmmm... oh yeah...*slurp*...suck mommy's
*suck*...suck mommy's *slchp* CUNT, my darling...push...ah!...
that tongue of yours *slurp**suck**schelp* as far as you
can...taste mommy's PUSSY...oh yesssss give ah! give *schlllllep*
me that ooooooohhhh tongue, baby..."  Karen nibbled, nuzzled, and
sucked hard on the head of his prick as her little boy slurped
away at her cunt, eating her out with a will.  "Oh
YEAHHHH...that's it baby...my little Mmmmmm boy...eat mommy's
CUNT... make Mommy CUM...oh Yessssss...God, that feels so
GOOOOOD...EVERY night...y-you'll have to do this EVERY
night...SUCKING mommy...EAT me...oh
God...ohGODohGODohGODohGODohGODohGODoh GOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!" 
Karen's back arched as she came, a torrent of pussy juice
bursting forth from her cunt as her boy greedily drank it all
down. "Mmmmm...let mommy return the favour, baby...mommy's gonna
SUCK you 'til you CUM, baby...just like you used to suck mommy's
TITS...drinking your CUM like milk...every morning...drinking
your sweet, sweet CUM...can you see it, baby?  Mommy drinking a
glass of your CUM with her breakfast? Mmmmm...a HOT, SWEET
milkshake for mommy every morning...and after mommy drinks your
CUM, she'll make you spurt your seed ALL OVER mommy's TITS...I'll
RUB all that cum into my skin until it shines, baby. Can you see
it, baby?  Mommy's hot little body, glistening with yourjizz..."

"Oh YES!"  Jared pulled his face from her pussy to shout in
ecstasy. "I'll CUM for you ANYtime, Mommy!  It's YOURS, all
yours!  Just make me CUM, please, mommy!"

"Oh baby...it makes mommy so glad to hear that!  Promise me,
baby! Promise you'll always give your CUM to me...tell me, and
I'll make you CUM, baby...tell mommy NOW!"

"YES, Mommy!  Anything for you!  It feels sooooo GOOOOOOD when
you suck my COCK like that! I'll ALWAYS give my cum to you,
Mommy..."

"Forever and *slurp* Forever?"

"Oh YES!  Please, Mommy!"  Jared's hips bucked hard and fast,
trying to get as much sensation on his cock as possible,
desperate to to release this delicious, terrifying feeling
building up in his balls and his pulsating shaft.

"Goooooooooood boy..." Karen crooned, "now CUM for Mommy,
baby...fill Mommy's MOUTH with your HOT CUM so I can taste it,
baby...so I can DRINK all that SWEET SEMEN...CUM for
MOMMY...CUM... CUM...CUM!!"

"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHMOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEE!!"  A sudden
delightful pain gripped Jared's prostate as he came, his body
leaping off the mattress, semen spewing forth from his dick in
massive quantites, spurt after spurt of scalding hot goo which
his mother greedily slurped down.  It was too much for her mouth,
though, and it immediately began drooling forth from her lips,
running in huge gobbets down her chin...most dripped down onto
Jared's belly, but much ran along her throat and underneath the
neck of her nightshirt, dribbling slowly to her tits in a burning
line.

"Oh, baby...mommy's little boy CUMS soooo much...your HOT JIZZ
tastes sooo good..."  She scooped up the semen staining that
beautiful body with her fingers, feeding herself an ounce at a
time.  Once that was done, she lapped away at the pool of jism
cooling on Jared's belly, tongue flicking out like a kittens,
moaning incoherently to herself.

Jared lay back on the bed, feeling an intense sense of release
and relief.  It felt as though a block had been removed from his
brain, and a flood of new ideas rushed through his head, mostly
concerning his mother, and how GOOD it felt to do as she wanted,
to give her what she asked for...

A series of loud clicks brought him back to himself; his mom was
off the bed, now, unlocking the shackles that held him bound. 
Jared watched her move, ass sashaying back and forth, tits
jiggling...he loved that body...wanted to worship her every
inch...nibble those cute little toes, kiss and knead those
succulent buttocks, suckle at her tits like a baby, feel her
tongue sliding across his, taste the nectar of her holiest
shrine, and feel that same hot, wet glove wrap around his dick. 
He was hers, now, and he knew it.  He loved it...it felt so
good...felt so RIGHT.

Karen threw the shackles into the wardrobe, along with her other
toys, and a raft of new clothes. She turned to face her son on
the bed, who was staring at her worshipfully, his cock still
massively erect, a tower of manmeat standing proudly from his
body. With a smirk, she walked purposely towards him, hips
sashaying, grinning with obscene lust.

"Mmmmm...baby's cum feels sooooo gooood...from here," she touched
her lips, still glistening with cummy residue, "all the way down
to *here*."  Karen ran her hand slowly down her body, rubbing her
tits lightly, to rest in front of your pussy.  "But mommy's cunt
is jealous now, baby...she wants to taste you too..."  Kneeling
on the bed, now, her hand was rubbing the angry little nubbing of
her clit.  "You don't want to make mommy's pussy angry, do you,
baby?"

"No, Mommy," Jared replied, staring openly at his mother,
strumming her clitty.

"What a good boy my baby is," she straddled his hips again,
except now her steamy cunt was bare, dripping its scalding juice
down onto the sensitive head of his dick.  "Now why don't you be
a REALLY good boy, and RAM that COCK INTO MY CUNT!"

Hands shaking with lust, Jared readily complied, taking hold of
her hips, and pushing his cock as far inside of that hot,
beautiful hole as it would go.

"Oh, yessssssss," Karen hissed.  "That feels soooooo
GOOOOOOOD...your COCK is soooo HUGE, baby. You fill mommy up with
all that HOT MEAT...now PUMP, baby, PUMP that BIG DICK of yours
in my PUSSY...ahhhhh...yesss...FUCK me, Jared...FUCK MOMMY..."

"Mommmm...your PUSSY...so GOOOOD...TIGHT...HOT...WET...it's
grabbing my COCK, mommy...your CUNT is grabbing my *ah!* COCK!  I
can feel it...it's sssssssoooo good, Mommy..."

Karen tore at her nightshirt, ripping it away from her tits.  "OH
YES!  FUCK MOMMY!  HARDER! FUCK MOMMY HARDER!"  She began mauling
at those beautiful, heavy globes, twisting and torturing her
pink, plug-shaped nipples.  "GIVE IT TO ME!  GIVE ME ALL THAT
BEAUTIFUL COCK!  HARDER! POUND MOMMY'S CUNT, BABY!  HARDER!  YES!
 OH YES!  SO HARD...SOOOOO BIIIG...FUCK ME!  FUCK ME! FUCK MOMMY!
 FUCK MOMMMMMEEEE!!"  Karen's cunt exploded as she rode his
pistoning cock to oblivion, starbursts erupting behind her eyes;
at the same time, she felt a jet of cum splatter her cervix,
triggering a second orgasm...with each successive spurt of semen,
Karen came, screaming joyously.  He was hers!  Forever!  With a
final cry of joy that signalled the biggest one yet, Karen fell
on top of Jared, already making plans for tomorrow...

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Chapter 3:

Jared awoke the following morning with an empty stomach and a
rumbling hunger in the back of his head.  Hoping to slake at
least one of his thirsts, he rolled over to discover, much to his
dismay, that his mother was no longer in the bed with him;
overhead, he heard the telltale sounds of someone walking around
in heels, apparently busy working away at something.

Rolling off the bed, he cast about briefly for something to wear.
None of his clothes from the night before was in evidence.  Then
it occurred to him that his mother would, most likely, not mind
his nudity; in fact, the thought of her appraising gaze brought a
stirring to his thick cock, despite the heavy use it had seen
last night.  In fact, the whole room smelled terribly of sweat
and sex, and the bedsheets were a patchwork of dark stains where
his cum had fallen, spewing forth from his mighty prick in
steaming hot gobs.  And yet, his balls were back to their
original tennis-ball size.

Opening the door of the small chamber, Jared confirmed what he'd
suspected.  They'd been romping in the secret room that lay
behind a door in his basement that had remained locked all of his
young life. 

"Jared?  Is that you, honey?"  His mom's voice called down from
the top of the stairs.

"Yes, mom."  He replied, cock rising to full mast at the mere
sound of her voice.

"Good.  I'm just getting breakfast ready; why don't you come on
up and give your old  mom a hand?"  He took the stairs two at a
time, mind swimming with erotic possiblities.

In the kitchen, he found Karen at the stove, wearing a white
apron, a pair of while mules and nothing else.  As she faced away
from him, busy with breakfast, Jared stared in wonder at the
smooth, tanned expanse of her bare back; the curling ends of that
long chestnut mane tickled the skin just below her shoulder
blades.   His eyes trailed down along to her tailbone where they
were met with the cock-stiffening sight of her pouty, perfectly
round buttocks; the apron had been tied into a pretty bowtie at
the back, loose ends trailing down into the deep crack of her
ass.  Her legs were spread slightly as she stood, and he could
see the plump outer lips of her pussy; a thin trail of slime
seeped out, and ran along her sculpted inner thigh.

"Morning, sweetie," she said, turning her head to give Jared a
salacious smile.  "Hungry?" Karen allowed one hand to drop
between her legs, and it came back glistening with sticky dew. 
She offered it to her son, who took it gladly, greedily sucking
at her fingers, glad to satisfy that thirst she'd given him. 

"Do you like mommy's breakfast juice, baby?"  It was a rhetorical
question.

"Mmmphyes mom," Jared replied, sucking every trace of pussy cream
from her hand.

"Good.  Mommy's going to give her baby all of her breakfast
juice, but she wants her little boy to do something, first. 
Something new." 

"What?"  He asked, curious.  Karen knew he'd crawl over broken
glass to get to her cunt, but she wasn't intending anything quite
so unpleasant.

"I want you to get on your knees, baby, behind mommy, and put
your hands on her ass."  Jared quickly complied, eager for such a
happy task; those firm, smooth cheeks simply begged to be
squeezed.  "Now, honey, spread my ass, just a little."  He soon
found himself staring at her wrinkled little asshole, pink, warm,
and strangely inviting.  "Now baby, I want you to french kiss
mommy's ass until I tell you otherwise."

Jared leapt to his task, running his tongue over her ass crack,
feeling the wrinkled folds of her rectum slide across his
tastebuds.  The spicy taste of her ass sent a strange new thrill
through his body.

"Mmmm...that's right, baby, lick mommy's ass," Karen had been
blessed with a sensitive behind, and right now her boy's
ministrations were making her pussy tingle with delight, even
though he never came near it.  "Yessss...that's sooo nasssty,
baby..."  She shuddered uncontrollably and, ignoring the pancakes
on the stove, began playing with her slippery cunt.

Her son continued to make out with her ass, licking and slurping
away until the tip of his tongue slipped, quite unintentionally,
up inside that tight little butthole.  Karen's knees went weak
for a moment at the sudden intrusion; she was going to get him to
do that anyway, but wasn't expecting him to do it on his own. 
"Ohhh yesss, baby...that's it...put that tongue all the way up
mommy's butt...tonguefuck her tight little shitter...mmmmmm..." 
Jared's mom groaned loudly, filling the kitchen with the sounds
of a very pleased woman while he swirled his agile tongue up her
asshole, both their bodies afire with the erotic energy of the
nasty situation.

"Oh yessss...that's it...mommy loves the way you kiss her ass,
baby..."  Her son responded to the encouragement by pushing his
face deeper into her springy cheeks, trying to get as much of his
tongue up inside her as possible, loving the musky taste of her
tightest crevasse.  Karen had three fingers up inside her sopping
cunt now, her other hand a blur as it flicked away at her clitty,
breakfast long forgotten.

"Oh baby, tongue that ass...oh yes, oh god oh yes...oh fuck oh
yeah...your face between my little buttcheeks...mmmmm...oh
godohGodOHGODOHDGAAAAAAAAAAAWWWD!!" Karen's whole body was
wracked with an intense orgasm, one which nearly knocked her on
her ass, had her son not had his face firmly wedged in it. 

"J-jared," she panted, "you can taste mommy now; her cunny's full
of juice just for you, baby."  He lost no time in shifting
positions to lap away at his mom's cunt.  Eyeing the rapidly
burning pancakes in their pan, she wondered if he'd like
cornflakes instead...

*  *  *

Later that morning found them back out by the pool, as yesterday,
except this time Jared was naked, and his mother wore a blue
bikini instead of her black one.  They soaked up the summer sun,
Karen on her chaise lounge, her son sitting poolside.

"Jared, honey, could you come here for a sec?"  The boy quickly
complied, cock bobbing in front of him.  She raised her
sunglasses and eyed it critically. Reaching out, she ran a single
finger over the stiff meat in her face.

"Tsk, tsk," she clucked.  "Just as I thought."

"What?  What is it?"  He asked, suddenly worried that the overuse
of his dick had somehow damaged it.

"Sweetie, if you're going to have this monster out in the sun,
you're simply going to have to put sunscreen on it; we certainly
don't want mommy's pussy-pleaser to burn, do we?"  A terrifying
image of his dick, red and blistered came unbidden to his mind's
eye.

"No, Ma'am!"  He started to turn.  "I'll go get some."

"Why don't we just work with what's at hand, baby?"  She grabbed
his cock.  "I think I might have put too much on; I'm sure we can
find a way to share it." Certainly, she had been somewhat liberal
with the lotion this morning: her body glistened wetly in the
sun, an erotic study in long, oiled limbs. 

"I think I can feel some excess on my butt, sweetie...have a
look, will you?"  He gladly inspected those two beautifully
rounded cheeks, looking delicious in the June sun, under their
heavy coating of oil.

"Now, because the oil's already on, you're going to have to rub
it in your penis directly, understand?"  She tried hard to keep
her voice serious. 

"Y-you mean?"  He stammered.

"That's right, baby - you're going to have to rub that cock of
yours on mommy's ass - think you're up for it?"  Without a second
thought, he straddled her legs, laying his dick between the deep
crevasse between her springy cheeks.  It reached all the way from
her defined hamstrings to the top of her tailbone. 

"Let me get this out of your way first, darling," Karen said,
untying the strings that held her bottoms on, and peeling it away
from her asscrack.

"Now, you're going to have to get it all over that lovely monster
between your legs, so put it between my cheeks, just to be sure,"
she instructed, reaching back to spread those firm globes to give
her boy access.  "Now push them tightly together, to make sure we
get it all."  Soon his cock was wrapped in a hot silky prison,
and he began, timidly at first, but then with a will, to stroke
his cock with her greasy buttocks. 

Karen could feel his dick, already hard, turn to a steely pole of
drooling boycock as he humped away at her ass.  A large pool of
precum was beginning to form at the small of her back as his
motions became faster, harder; for Jared, this was heavenly - the
slick feel of her ass against his cock was better than he could
have imagined. 

"Oh, mommy," he groaned.  "You feel soo good...it's hot,
wet...tight and slippery..."

"I know, baby," she replied.  "that's because of the oil; but I
think there's more back there."

"Where, mommy?  This feels sooo gooood..."

"Try mommys puckered little hole, baby - I think I felt some slip
in there; use your finger." Though he was reluctant to stop
humping her behind, he was eager for more of that slippery wet
hotness wrapped around his cock.  His index finger, already
greasy from holding her ass, slid easily iside her ass, and he
wiggled it a little, sending shockwaves through Karen's body. 
She was humping the chaise in little motions now, grinding her
cunt against it.

"Oh, mommy, I think there is more in here," he said, mesmerised
by the sight of his finger, plunging into his mother's sweet
little behind.

"Good baby, you know what to do."  With relish, he grabbed her
ass again in his hands, and positioned the head of his cock at
the entrance to that spicy little hole.  "Now, baby," she began,
but he jumped the gun, unable to wait any longer, and simply
pushed forward.

"OHMYFUCKINGGODOHBABYOHGODOH!!"  Karen shrieked at the top of her
lungs as she felt his massive cock invade her most private space,
the sensation overwhelming her senses and triggering an
instantaneous orgasm.

"Oh, Mommy!  I can feel it!  It's grabbing my penis, mommy!"  Her
bodily convulsions had caused that tiny hole to clench down on
Jared's cock and his gargantuan tube of meat was trapped inside
her greasy shitter.

"Oh god, baby!  Mommy's sooooo full of your big fucking COCK!" 
She snapped her head back at Jared to give him a hungry glance. 
"What are you waiting for, little boy?  Fuck mommy's ass! Ream
mommy's needy little shit hole with that big, beautiful fuck
stick of yours!"  Her son began sliding his pole in and out of
her bunghole, and was soon viciously pounding her asshole. All
that grease up her ass made nasty wet noises as Jared slammed his
meat in and out of her; her buttocks quaked with every impact of
his hips when he bottomed out in her butt.

"Oh, mommy, you're soooo tight back here!"

"I know, baby.  That's because you've got all that meat shoved up
inside mommy's tiny little asshole!"  And God, it felt good. 
There was simply so much of it, Karen thought he must be fucking
all the way into her stomach with each thrust.  She had NEVER
been this full before, never in all her college orgies, in all
the highschool gangbangs, NEVER.  And all this sweet sweet meat
belonged to her own little boy, who was addicted to her cunt, and
would fuck his mommy for as long as she ever needed him to. 

The thought of her getting to have all this meat for the rest of
her life was enough to push Karen to the edge.

"Oh Baby! Mommy's going to come, baby!  CUM with mommy!  Pack
mommy's ASS with all that sweet cum!  Fuck all that boyjuice into
me so hard it kcomes out my mouth, baby!  Fuck me!  Harder!
HARDER!  FUCK MOMMY HARDER, BABY!  FILL MOMMY'S BELLY BABY!!" 
Karen's body convulsed with orgasmic energy once more, and her
asshole clenched down on Jared's cock so hard he almost didn't
cum.  But they were both soon rewarded with the sensation of jet
after jet of his creamy seed exploding inside her ass.  There was
so much of it, in fact, that he was still spurting weakly when he
finally pulled out of her behind, and managed to paint her back
with three large gobbets of cum.

Panting and shuddering, Karen came down from her erotic high. 
"Oh god, oh my sweet baby, you fuck sooo good..."  she breathed,
fixing him with a smouldering stare.  Her itchy asshole was
satisfied, but another hunger had been awakened in Jared's
mother. His cock, still hard and huge and dripping his scalding
hot semen all over her ass stared at her with its blinking little
eye.

Suddenly wheeling around in the chaise, she said, "all that
fucking's made mommy thirsty, baby. Come here and feed me some of
that sweet cream."  With that, she grabbed his ass, and quickly
gobbled up his dripping fuckmeat, or as much of it as she could
fit in her mouth.

Karen's blowjob was more an erotic assault than a sexual act. 
She noisily and nastily slurped the head of his cock, sucking
hard, then licking lasciviously.  One of her hands was rapidly
stroking the length of that huge shaft, whipping semen all over
her chest, while the other massaged his scrotum and even
occasionaly dipped behind his scrotal sack to massage his
prostate.  He'd shown a little too much initiative in taking her
ass like that; this was Karen's game, and would be played
according to her rules.  She had to show him who was in control
here, who would decide who came and who didn't.

"Do you want to cum, little man?  Do you want mommy to make you
cum?" She pulled her mouth off of his dick, and looked him in the
eye.

"Y-yes, mommy," he panted, though taken aback by the glare she
was giving him.

"That's right little boy; and mommy's going to be the *only* one
who makes you cum, EVER. Right?"

"Yes, mommy," Jared was a little scared, now.  He thought all
this shit was over, and everything from now on would just be fun
with his mother.

"Good.  Now do as mommy tells you, and give me all that sweet
cream of yours; cum for mommy.  Cum for your mother!  Give me all
that hot jizz all over my face!  Come on, give it to me!  Cum! 
CUM!  CUUUUUMM!"  He could take no more, and immediately began
shooting rope after rope of his creamy jizz all over her
beautiful features; five huge gobbets splattered her face;
another plastered her eye.  Half a dozen were directed down to
paint her big, bouncing tits, now no longer restrained by the
bikini.  The rest she drank like a woman dying of thirst.

Once he was done, she looked at him with her open eye.  "Go take
a shower, and then meet me downstairs."  It was time she opened
that wardrobe, Karen decided.

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What *does* Karen keep in that wardrobe?  How much fucking can
Jared take?  Will anybody find out about the incestuous duo?

Who knows?  But if you have any suggestions for the direction
this story should take from here, feel free to drop me a line at
jvalet451@yahoo.ca

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