A Stud is Born
(M/Ff, inc, swap, size, ped)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com

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Chapter 1.
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The curiosity of youth is magnetic: it is attracted to that which is its opposite. When a young girl sees her father's big prick for the first time, she naturally wants to know more about it. She may even want to feel it, suckle it, and hold it. And she may enjoy it. Same for boys. When they see their Mother's big breasts, they want to feel them and touch them, but they don't necessarily know why: they just know they do. In this case, their curiosities were matched by the adults, as they, too, were also interested in the beauty of youth, which led to ultimate sexual discoveries.

Jerry 5'8 frame trembled in the closet, quivering with anticipation, because he had been waiting for this moment ever since his father announced he had to catch a plane this evening. His father always came into the bedroom with his Mother, for a goodbye piece of ass before going off on another one of his long road trips, and this time, Jerry was ahead of them, determined to actually see what the fucking was all about, instead of just pressing his ear to the wall and only listening to them fuck. As he crouched in the darkness, wearing only his old bathrobe, he was glad his Mother's clothes hung here, where he could get an open view of the bed. His Dad's closet was across the room, and the father would be digging stuff out of it as soon as he finished taking a shower. The pair of suitcases was already packed for the father's trip, but Alan Chenwith always rummaged the closet to see if he had forgotten anything. So Jerry felt safe here among his Mother's things, smelling the sweet perfume that clung to her dresses, and pressing his cheek against one of her rayon dressing gowns. That was almost like touching her skin, almost like touching her nude body, and his prick throbbed in his hand as he squeezed down on it. His crotch ached; his balls swelled larger than their normal size. The foreskin of his cockhead pulsed in his fingers, but he held off from massaging it. Plenty of times, he had jacked off while hearing the sexy noises of his Mom and Dad making it, but now he was going to wait awhile. Besides, if he did, his foreskin would flap over his cockhead and make a discernable noise from the confines of the closet.

Jerry had no clear idea of what would happen to him if he got caught hiding in their room while they fucked, but he suspected that he would get his ass blistered. But that wouldn't be as bad as the embarrassment of both of them just knowing he was there, sneaking around to get a peep at what really happened when a man threw down into a woman's pussy. And it wasn't as if he was just an overly curious little kid: he was fifteen years old; damned near grown up. They'd never forgive him for being such a pervert, and he'd probably have to run away if caught. But he had to see two lovers fucking just once. Damn it, he just had to. If his Mom was one of those fat and dumpy Mother's, or all grey and wrinkled, the strain on him wouldn't have been so strong. As it was, he couldn't sleep, for thinking about what was hidden beneath her skirt, and the shape of her sleek ass in tight pants drove him right out of his head. Her tits... ah, her tits; Jerry stroked his aching prick and smiled at the vivid imagery of his Mother's fine, full breasts bouncing when she walked, at the golden globes that pushed so excitingly against a thin gown. Nina Chenwith never wore a bra; he had often noticed the outline of her nipples, and once in awhile, gotten a peek down her dress to where the dusky golden valley separated the luscious mounds. On top of that, Nina was a genetic freak of sorts: at a diminutive 5'3, she kept a gorgeous playmate figure of 34E-25-34 at a trim 111-lbs. So when Jerry saw her in her bikini, he'd lie awake that night dreaming of his Mom's taut belly and stacked breasts that looked absolutely enormous on her small frame. If it one thing she had, it was perfect skin. Even young teenaged girls would kill for her olive skin which always appeared to be tanned.

Jerry tightened when he heard the click of the bedroom door, and hoped neither of them would notice the closet door standing open just the slightest crack. Then his Mother walked into the room, moving with that particular walk of hers that was a ballet of wobbling breasts and swaying asscheeks. He caught his breath when he saw that the front of her pale blue robe was already hanging open revealing the inside curves of her heavy, hanging breasts. Her finely muscled thighs moved whispering against each other, and Jerry glimpsed her golden pubic hair. His pulse raced and a potential cough fluttered in his throat; dry-mouthed, he stared at his Mother as she strode lithely to the bed, where she tamed and gracefully dropped the robe from her shoulders. Jerry was barely conscious of his father coming across the room; he was stunned by the sight of his Mom standing there so wonderfully, so beautifully, naked. Her entire body seemed to glow, to have been lovingly polished by the softest of cloths, the lovely flesh glistened with health, and burnished by a special inner heat of desire. Nina smoldered in the bedroom, becoming a different animal, one that demanded and received pleasure for its own sake and none other. He stared at the lifted, full, ripeness of her superb breasts, the lush hills of creamy-golden skin so wonderfully filled, the erectile tips of her pink nipples.

His Mother's belly was just barely rounded, and the sleek hips were flared beguilingly, her skin flawless. And there... there... was the pouting mound of her fantastic pussy, that forbidden, secret heaping of rich bronze curls that cloaked the shaping of her most private part. Entranced, hardly daring to breathe, Jerry gazed hungrily at the perfection of his Mom's gorgeous snatch, seeing how it was snuggled between the symmetry of her thighs, how the light played among the gleaming thatch that hid the suggestion of her cunt lips.

Jerry clamped hard upon his swollen cock as he watched his Dad peel out of his robe and move toward his Mother, who held out her smooth arms. Alan Chenwith went into circle, his prick out stiff and erect to nuzzle against the warmth of his wife's belly. Her magnificently large breasts flattened against the dark hair of his chest as she lifted her crotch and swung the heated mattress of her crotch against his pelvis. Jerry's breath got caught in his throat as he saw his father slide his hands down his Mother's back to cup the twins of her rounded ass. Drawing the tall, slender body to him, Alan held it close, rubbing his wet cockhead up and down her satin belly, coated her with a sheen of precum. The two drifted together to the bed, sinking down upon it and lying side by side as they caressed each other.

In the closet, Jerry fought to keep from jacking off when he saw his Mother's slim fingers curling adoringly around the stiffness of his father's cock, along Alan's fingers probing gently into her sweetness. How did it feel, Jerry wondered? Was it hot and slippery against the palm? Did it tremble wetly there, moving with a life of its own? When they rolled over, when his Mom spread the marvelous shaping of her thighs and lifted her knees, for then he could see the deep pink lips that peeped so cunningly from the matting of her cunt hair. But the view was too quick, cut off far too soon, when his father crawled in between the long, lithe legs. Daring to push open the closet door another inch, Jerry put his eye to the crack and watched his father position himself, saw him bend down the glistening head of his cock and aim it into her hungry pussy. Oddly, his father had a pretty small shaft, but a huge set of balls, or so he thought; it wasn't nearly as long or as thick as his own tool, but his Mom seemed to be very happy with it. She wiggled eagerly as the puffy cockhead prodded her mound, and rolled her trim ass bewitchingly as the blunt tip began to push through the thick hair and nudge between her pussy lips. It was now happening: the cockhead sliding up into the beautiful pussy, burying its flanged knob into the secret depths as Nina wriggled blissfully to get it settled into the silken lining of her torrid vagina. Inch by inch, the hard meat glided on inside the gripping of that elegant cunt until it slipped completely from sight, and Alan's fat balls had nudged themselves into the cleft of her upturned ass.

"Oh, darling," Nina purred, "it's so good to feel your nice, stiff prick in my pussy tonight. I really love it when you fuck me! Oh god, Alan, Alan... pour that wonderful meat into me hard, baby."

Jerry shuddered; this was the kind of sexy talk he had heard them use, when he listened at the wall, and the words coming out of his Mother's mouth made his own cockhead dance with eagerness. He watched his father's small prick begin to glide in and out of the hot clenching of that special pussy, and saw Nina arching her back lifting her hips so she could take the surging meat deeper into her juicy cunt. Now Jerry could hear the small, wet noises his Mom's snatch made as it sucked upon his Dad's pistoning cock, and thought it must be the most exciting sound in the world.

"Baby," his father panted, "no matter how many different chicks I put it to, yours is still the best cunt anywhere around. It's hot and tight and clinging, and you do so many wild tricks with it. Wish I could take you with me on every trip, so I'd never be out of reach of this fabulous cunt."

Staring attentively, Jerry saw his Mother wheel her ass and lift those supple legs high so that she could wrap them around the small of his father's heaving back. She rolled up on her shoulder blades then, holding onto her husband's shoulders, gasping as his prick hammered steadily into her tremulous hole.

"Then you might not get to sample all that young pussy you run into," she said throatily. "I wouldn't want to deprive you of a little 'strange,' honey."

Jerry blinked; his Mother was telling his father that she knew he was fucking other women, and not only that... Nina sounded as if she approved. What the hell did that mean? But he didn't hold to the puzzle long; his mind was feverishly holding onto the picture he was watching, the slippery, voluptuous plunging of a hard prick into his Mom's enchanted pussy.

"Oh baby," Alan grunted. "I wish I could fuck you forever. I wish I didn't have to catch that goddamned plane... and I wish you'd be more careful about fucking around with guys in the neighborhood, especially the married ones."

"C'mon, honey, slam it in me," Nina hissed, wheeling her trim ass in hungry circles and bucking her pelvis against her husband's crotch. "Slam it in me deep and hard, darling—oohh yes! That's the way... that's terrific! Ahh... honey, sweet man... I'm coming, coming!"

Jerry clenched his fist around his tortured prick as he saw his father's cock blur back and forth into the heaving, steaming pussy. Alan's balls seemed to twist and to leap upward, and Jerry realized that his father was cumming, too, that he was shooting off inside the magical slit of his Mother's scorching pussy. Man, oh man, he thought; how would that feel, to squirt cum up inside that velvet sheath, to pump all that hot, slippery fluid into her fiery cunt while she moaned and wiggled like that, riding his meat even as it continued to pour its seed into her?

They hadn't taken as long as they usually did; most times, they fucked for what seemed like an hour or so, playing around a lot before they really went at it, then making the bed squeak and rattle while they whispered things to each other about what good fucking it was, and softer things that Jerry couldn't always hear. He was thrilled to have seen it, at last, but he was also a little disappointed, because it was over so quickly. That was because the father had to catch the plane, he thought, and had hurried through this goodbye piece of ass in order to get to the airport on time. Sighing, Jerry kept his eyes fixed on them as they lay on the bed, nakedly interlocked with his Dad's shaft still buried all the way up into his Mom's golden cunt. He began to stroke his own aching cock, moving his hand slowly and teasingly, and wondering where he was going to deposit his seed. He might let it go into one of his Mom's fuzzy slippers, hoping that she wouldn't put it on for days, or at least until the stuff had dried. Horny as he was, turned on so powerfully by actually seeing them fuck, Jerry still took it slow, making it last, because he also had to wait until they left the bedroom before he could sneak out and make it to his own room. On the bed, his father backed the reddened cock from the soggy clenching of Nina's inflamed pussy lips and rolled over to lie flat upon his back, the small shaft softening perceptibly and dipping the shrinking cockhead over to one side, a droplet of white cum still dripping from it.

"It's always fantastic," Alan sighed, "and maybe someday, I won't have to keep running off on business."

Nina sat up, her full tits swaying, nipples still enticingly hard, with a sheen of sweat golden upon her belly. "But until then, you don't want me tangled up in any more divorce actions, right? Damn; who would ever have thought that Peggy Lundford would get so uptight, just because Kent and I balled a few times? She could have divorced him without getting all our names in the papers."

Alan patted his wife's damp pussy. "You know I'm all for you getting the cock you need, baby, and I think I have the solution. It's going to be one hell of a surprise for you, I know... but don't let it shake you up too much. Just remember that I'll be a lot easier in my mind, if I know some jealous wife isn't going to be having another summons served on you."

What was the father talking about, Jerry wondered, his hand slowing the caressing of his hard and hungry shaft. Had Mom really been laying other guys around the neighborhood? Maybe that was why she kept sending him off to movies in the afternoons. Jerry's head was spinning; it was weird to hear his Mom say it was okay for his Dad to fuck other chicks while he was out on the road, and even freakier to listen to his father talk about her fucking other guys. But they had always been different from most moms and dads he knew, more open and up front about a lot of things. He just hadn't included swinging sex, when he'd considered that difference. Now his prick was threatening to explode, and he squeezed it down, taking a deep and steadying breath. Eye to the crack in the closet door, he watched his father climb off the bed, and thought he would never be able to leave that lush and lovely body so quickly. Jerry ran his eyes up and down the supine form of his beautiful, sensuous Mother, drinking in the shape of her firm tits and flat belly and the magic compulsion of her golden-haired mound, the lips plain now, inflamed and dripping from the fucking that marvelous pussy had just received. Now his view was cut off by the hulking shadow of his father's nude body.

Was the father approaching the closet... this closet? He wasn't supposed to; the other closet belonged to him, not this one! Jerry tried to shrink back among the silken hangings, tried to become very small and hide against the far wall, just in case. When the door creaked, Jerry's heart hammered like a drum gone crazy, and in blind, panicked reflex, he pulled his robe tightly around his body. Light flooded in on him, and he curled into a ball. But there was no real place to hide, nowhere he could run, and his body jerked uncontrollably when the big hand reached down to fasten in his robe and lift him to his feet. His legs wouldn't work, and he sagged in his father's grip as he was hauled out into the glaring light of exposure. Eyes squeezed shut and trembling, he waited for the stinging slap of that big hand, but worse than anticipation of the pain was his embarrassment at being discovered.

"Easy, kid," his father said from somewhere high above him. "Just take it easy; nothing's going to happen to you... nothing bad, that is."

Nina's voice came shocked from the direction of the bed: "Alan... what was he doing in there? How did you know… why I!"

Jerry felt himself being lowered to the bed, and hunched miserably there, his eyes still shut.

His father said, "He's scared out of his mind right now, but take a look at that tool, baby. Even when it's drooping like that, it's as big as a horse's. How'd I know the kid was hiding in the closet? Because I shut that door when we left the room, and noticed it was open a little when we came back.

Jerry felt his shaft shrinking, folding in upon itself, even though it had been so thoroughly aroused only a minute ago, and ready to loose a spitting load of heavy semen. Now it was shriveling trying to crawl back up into his belly.

His Mother said softly, "Wow; I would never have believed a cock could grow that big. Alan, do you mean for me... is that what you have in mind, to keep me out of trouble in the neighborhood? You want me to... to ball our own son?"

"Why not, baby? Look at how the poor kid is shaking, and think how much guts it took for him, to crawl into that closet so he could watch us fuck. He must be so damned horny that he's about to tear himself apart. He's no doubt a cherry, a virgin kid who can't keep his eyes off his sexy Mom. Heh, heh, and nobody can blame him for that."

Jerry hunched smaller and considered making a break for the door, but he knew the father would catch him before he could gather clothes and hit the road. Besides, the conversation wasn't going the way he'd expected; it was getting damned interesting, even though Jerry was still so frightened he couldn't think straight.

His Mother said softly, "Why... the poor boy; I thought kids his age were out balling each other all the time. But it seems, Alan, you're right; maybe it's a good idea!"

"I thought you'd see it that way," Alan chuckled, "especially when you caught a glimpse of that heavy tool the kid is blessed with. But we're ignoring the boy, talking about him as if he's only a chunk of meat. Jerry... Jerry; what do you think, kid? Are you up to it? Think you can handle all this passionate woman while I'm gone, and see that she stays out of trouble?"

Jerry's eyelids fluttered, but refused to open. He swallowed and tried to say something, but no words came out, and his Mother said, "We're scaring him to death. Here, darling, lie down beside me and snuggle up close; there, baby, there."

He felt the wondrous, perfumed softness of his Mother's naked body against his own as her deft hands stripped away his robe, and a violent electric shock raced through him. Her hands were caressing his shoulders, his back, and her breath was sultry against his cheek. Jerry could feel the marvel of his Mother's rich breasts against his skin, the miracle of her hard nipples boring into his trembling flesh. He was shaking, and couldn't stop, even when her deliciously shaped belly came sliding to his own, even when the damply torrid and curled silken hairs of her pubic mound touched his thigh. All of Jerry's erotic dreams had turned suddenly, unbelievably, into stark reality, and the shock of it held him motionless, turning his muscles weak and his flesh rigid… all except the traitor limpness of his prick. It hung like a rag, unable to rise, while the rest of his body quivered in delicious anticipation. His Mother kissed him lightly and warmly upon the cheek, and then more hungrily upon the mouth, the feel of her mobile lips strange and thrilling, but not as much as the swift lancing of her hot, wet tongue penetrating his unresisting mouth. Her teeth clashed against his, and Jerry's arms came up in reflex to wrap around Nina's slim, long body cushioned so excitingly to him.

"Here," his father said, "roll over, kid. Lift yourself up there between those beautiful legs. There, isn't that better? Don't worry about going soft; I scared you out of a hard, but it'll come right back. Wiggle it up against her soft, hot cunt. Yeah, like that."

He was positioned between his Mother's plush satin thighs, breathless between the loveliness of her slender legs, his limp shaft pressed against the enchantment of her gorgeous, forbidden pussy, taboo no longer, here for him, touching him, ready for him. His prick began to lift slowly, and he dared to reach for the tempting globes of his Mother's heavy tits. They came into his hands, the erectile nipples pink and throbbing against his palms, the rich mounds textured to his fingers, and Jerry squeezed them gently.

She took her mouth from his to whisper, "Play with them, darling; push down the nipples and let them spring up again, handle my tits all you want. Kiss them and suck them, Jerry; they're yours again, just as they used to be when you were a little baby."

Jerry kissed the creamy column of her throat, and slid his mouth questing down to the ripeness of a breast. Lips trembling, he kissed one of the inviting nipples, and then licked its fat tip. He pulled the pink nipple into his mouth and sucked blissfully.

"Look how his cock grows," his father said. "I still can't quite believe the size of that thing. Baby, that huge prick should keep you occupied for a hell of a long time; you won't find anything else like it around here."

It was true; Jerry could feel his shaft surging, swelling, reaching out to its full and eager length as the body of it thickened and the flanged head dilated. Long and round, it nudged along the smoothness of his Mother's tremulous belly, and the stem of it pushed into the resilient mound of her dewy pussy. He was no longer scared, and even though he had watched the way his father shoved the meat home into his Mom's fantastic cunt, Jerry still wasn't all that sure how to go about it. Lifting his ass, he poked blindly at the pulsating, mound, and his cockhead slid through the thrilling fur of the pubic hair, then back up along the smooth skin of his Mom's belly. She was panting heavily now, her hips moving back and forth in a sensuous motion, which made it more difficult for him to fund the entrance to her cunt. Jerry flinched when he felt fingers wrap around the root of his stiff club, and realized dimly that his Mother had hold of him, that his Mom was helping by guiding the cockhead into the eagerly pulsing and wonderfully juicy slit of her pussy. He knew the kiss of her humid labia, the wondrous softness of those voluptuous cunt lips, and the tip of his knob was set into them. They were hot and slippery and elastic, a live and anxious little mouth surrounded by hair.
Grunting around the grip he still held upon her nipple, Jerry hunched and felt the knob of his prick push into her pussy.

He heard his father saying "Give your Mom a good, long fuck. I have to shower and get the hell out of here, or I'll miss my plane. I'd really like to stick around and see you pour all that hard cock to her, but I just can't. Next time, maybe."

Jerry's massive prick was gliding slowly up into the softest, hottest, most slippery sheath he had ever felt. It was deep and it was tight, and enriched by a slippery flowing of pungent oils. The fabulous sleeve of it pulled his cockhead ever deeper, clasping itself around the following shaft, massaging and caressing greasily.

"Aahh!" Nina gasped. "Ooh, baby... Jerry, darling! Oh! Oh, it's so big and long and hard... I never felt a prick like this before. Oooh, honey; wow, you're stretching me, stretching your Mother's pussy wide! Unnngggnn! Oh yeah, there it is... socked all the way home to the balls, and I can feel your cockhead pushing into my womb. Oh darling, baby... what a wonderful, big prick you're giving to me."

Blissfully, Jerry ground his pelvis into his Mom's padded crotch, knowing the snuggling of his balls into the uplifted crack of her opulently feathered ass. It was true, true! He really had his aching cock buried to the hilt inside the most beautiful, the most desirable pussy in the world. And his Mom's cunt was even more than he had expected, more adorable and lascivious than he could ever have imagined. It gripped his prick like fondling, buttered fingers, sucked upon his cockhead like a thirsty mouth, and now she was grinding her pelvis into his, hunching up to him and lifting those supple, shapely legs to wrap them around his slender body.

Her ass swung and heaved, and that boiling pussy churned around his moving prick. Jerry fed his shaft back and forth into the hotly clenching hole still dripping with the added lubrication of his father's recent ejaculation, and thrilled to the gripping of her legs, to the squirming of her beautiful body beneath his own.

"Such... a... big... prick!" She gasped. "Oh, you're hitting bottom with every stroke, baby. Oohh... I can't stand it! You're too much, darling... you're making your Mother cum... cum!! But don't stop... keep fucking me... oh, keep right on fucking me!"

He felt her cunt seething around his pistoning shaft, sizzling juices flowing copiously as his Mother see-sawed her crotch and twisted her blazing pussy greedily upon his submerged cockhead. She locked her sleek legs around the small of his back and tried to pull him impossibly deeper into her vagina as she crested violently upon the tidal wave of a tremendous orgasm. Jerry obeyed her instructions, jamming his swollen club deeply and steadily into her adored snatch, shoving his gorged meat into the greasy socket of her fluctuating pussy, reveling in the strength and power of his prick. His Mom loved his meat; she was coming on it, whipping her trim and lovely ass around in spasmed arcs, and he took hold of her thighs to spread them even wider, now slamming his shaft in and out with a fierce hunger he had carried for years, just waiting for this moment.

Nina grunted and twisted, beating the mattress with her fists and arching her slim body to take every corkloving thrust into her inflamed cunt. "Oh... you horny little bastard! Oh, you adorable bull! You're fucking me harder and deeper than I've ever been fucked before. Aahh, darling... darling! C... coming! I'm coming again, and again... oohh!"

He rolled his ass and held his cockhead into the voluptuous basket of his Mother's vagina, feeling the swift onrush of the semen lifting from his convulsing balls. His knob flexed mightily, and a thick, hissing torrent of cum roared out to splash into the slick pocket of his Mother's pussy, bathing the walls with bubbling cream, flooding the entire trembling sheath. Jerry had done it; he had fucked his Mother, and she had actually fucked him back.

"My god, your cock is huge, honey!" she laughed. "I can't remember a man as big as you inside me! I have to measure you. Stay right there!" Nina jumped from the bed and ran into the sewing room, retrieving a tape measure and returning to the bedroom. "Here, honey, roll over, I have to find out how big you are!"

"But Mom! It's getting soft now!" he protested.

Laying the tape on top of the base of his shaft, she pulled the tape out 6… 7… 8… 9… 10 inches long! "Ten inches, darling!" And he wasn't even fully erect. "Let me measure your girth now."

"What's that?" he asked.

"You thickness, silly!" she laughed, wrapping the tape around the thickest part of his dwindling shaft. "Seven and a half inches! My lord, child!" she exclaimed, as if the pleasantry was a new surprise. But her son's enormous endowment gave her some new bragging rights in the neighborhood, that's for sure.


Jerry didn't want to ever take it out of her; his prick felt so wonderful, buried to the balls within the marvelous grasping of his Mother's beloved pussy, locked tenderly into the greasy, hot depths of that previously forbidden cunt his father had fucked so often, this deliciously thrilling gash that other men had fucked, too. Now Jerry was one of them, and he vividly remembered his Mom calling out in the throes of her passion that she had never been fucked so hard and so deep. The cum inundating that precious vagina was mixed, his own bubbling juices blended with the thick jism of his Dad, and luxuriously, Jerry wiggled his swollen cockhead into the syrupy puddle of creams. He moved his narrow chest back and forth across the luscious mounds of her magnificent breasts, feeling the stiffness of her yielding nipples. The pressure of her soaked and matted pelvis against his own crotch was stimulating, delightful, and he reveled in the wet texture of her cunt hair, the silken entrapment of her full, sleek thighs. Nina was one terrific piece of ass, everything he had ever dreamed, wildly passionate and sensuous beyond belief; she had ridden the impalement of his cock madly, trying to devour its length and thickness with the suctioning power of her cunt, trying to grind the meat off inside her by the wheeling of her crotch and the heaving of her madly gyrating ass. Jerry held his shaft inside her, kept his arms around his Mother's slim waist, and marveled at the luck that had allowed him to stick her. Her fabulous snatch pulsed around his embedded prick and she whispered to him, "Oh darling... my own boy, my sweet kid. Who would ever have thought that you'd have such a wonderful, huge cock to thrill your Mother with? And for your daddy to instigate this, to turn us on to fucking each other... that's wonderful, too. It's difficult for me to believe this is happening, that I really have my legs locked around my own son's body... but then I feel the size and the hardness of your magnificent prick inside my cunt, and I know it's true."

"Mommy," he whispered back snuggling into the ivory column of her throat and smelling the sweet perfume of her golden hair, knowing the compelling scent of her aroused sweat. "Mommy, I dreamed so long of doing it to you like this. You're the most beautiful, sexiest girl in the world."

She wriggled beneath him, the mattress of her pelvic bone sliding, the walls of her soaked vagina caressing his submerged pole. "I'm glad you think so, Jerry, and I feel honored to have been the woman to take your cherry. Oh my... when I think of all the times you must have masturbated that incredible meat between your thighs, all that gorgeous cum you wasted by jacking off, when you could have been pumping the sweet stuff into me... I just feel terrible, because I should have known you were horny, should have sensed that you really needed to be fucked."

Jerry shivered; just having his own lovely Mother talking to him this way was almost enough to make him cum again. "Ever...  ever since I was old enough to know what a hard-on was for, I needed to fuck you, Mom. Nobody else would do, no young girls, nobody; I had to have you, because you're the best and most beautiful." With a deft, rolling twist of her svelte hips, Nina unseated his cock, plopping the stiff and chipping meat back out into the air. "Ooh! I hated to let it go, but you have to rest a little, and there are so many things your Mommy wants to teach you, baby. And I want to take another good look at my darling's giant prick; just to be sure I'm not dreaming that every hard inch of that spectacular thing is real." Awkwardly, Jerry rolled over onto his back, his heart thumping and hammering as his Mother's golden, gleaming body came to its knees beside him, as his Mother's slim, fluttering fingers moved in awe over the distended shaft of his gorged prick. Staring up at the way her full, rounded tits hung down, centered by those twin tips of pink perfection, he spread his thighs so that she could touch him wherever she wanted, and hoped that he wouldn't shoot off all over her hand and arm. That's how much the kiss of her hands turned him on, and he shuddered again, knowing the thunderous racing of blood throughout his entire, tensed body.

"Wow," she breathed raptly, "I never even saw a prick like this one before. It's a glorious monster, Jerry... so long and thick that I wonder how I took it all; ummm... feel those veins all swollen, and the way the head of it spreads out so, all velvety and spongy, but with a hard core of steel inside it. And you're still leaking some semen, a drop or two of little-boy cum."
Her hands wandered up and down his club, and Jerry was proud of the meat, glad he could make her happy with it, shaking as she caressed the length and strayed her exploring fingertips over the knob. "I'm sorry, honey, I have to measure you now that you're still pretty erect." Nina took the measuring tape off the night stand and returned with her answers.

"OHMYGOD, child! Eleven and a quarter inches long and eight inches thick around – you'd put horses to shame with that monster!" she applauded his good genetics.

"No wonder you throw such a tremendous load of semen," she said then, delving between his thighs to play with his balls. "You have balls like a bull, or a stallion, maybe. You can flood any woman's pussy with all the juice these testicles can hold, baby. Oohh! If I had only known, if I'd had the slightest idea that my own kid was carrying all this meat between his legs, I'd have come into your bedroom some dark night and raped you. And if your daddy was hung like you are, I'd fuck him to death. And if I'm not careful, you'd get your Mommy pregnant again with these hefty balls!"

Jerry swallowed. "I... I didn't know I had a big cock. I just thought that daddy's was small."

"Oh no," his Mother said, stroking his flexing rod. "Your father's prick is a little bigger than average; he's almost eight inches. Of course, size alone doesn't mean all that much; I love the man attached to your father's cock! A man can turn on a woman with just a stub, if he uses it properly. But a young stud like you, with so much fantastic cock staying hard so long...  once you really get into fucking, you'll have to beat off the girls."

"I don't want any other girls," he insisted. "Only you, Mom. Nobody else could ever thrill me the way you do."

"That's nice to hear," she said softly, and played with his cock, "but you'll soon be wanting to slide this lovely meat into some different girls, darling. I'll always be available to you now, but I wouldn't want to deprive you of fucking other women. Sometimes just the variety of loving makes it better. That's what your daddy and I agreed upon, soon after we were married, that if we wanted to fuck someone else, it was okay, and it's worked out great for us both. Look what it's meant to us today...  to you and me."

"D... don't tickle me so much," Jerry pleaded. "I might go off in your hand."

His Mother straightened up. "We wouldn't want that to happen, would we? There's much better places for your semen to go, baby. Oh my; we may stay in this bed all day. Jerry my dear... do you want your Mommy to teach you everything, all she knows about sex?"

"Please." he said. "Please, Mom? I want to make you as happy as I can, any way I can, but you'll have to show me how. I mean, I just don't know anything. I couldn't even get the head of my cock into your juicy pussy at first; daddy had to help me guide it in."

"Wasn't that nice of him?" she said, still gazing down at his throbbing prick. "I'm really sorry he couldn't stay around to see his son put the cock to his wife, but your father will be back in a week or so. Then we can really ball, the three of us together. But I'm talking too much, when I can see your sweet young cock trembling so eagerly. All right, baby... let's see if I can take all that gorgeous meat up my pussy, if I climb on top of you. Mommy wants to demonstrate all the positions to you, Jerry, and show you how many ways there are to fuck. They're fun to go through, even if you happen to like one way better than another. Just remember this, baby: nothing is wrong, if both of us want to do it. That's the basis of all truly sensual fucking."

"All right, Mom," he whispered, as she put one silken knee upon each side of his body and poised the damply glistening wonder of her golden crotch above him. She looked so damned lovely that way, with her breasts sticking out and her smooth belly rolling; he could see the inflamed pink lips of her pussy shining.

"Let me do it all, at first," she said down to him. "Your cock is so big, it might hurt, if you just slam it home."

He shook like a leaf in a hurricane when his Mother took his prick in her hand and held it aimed up at the compelling entrance to her snatch, lowering her body slowly and carefully until the blond hairs touched the blunt end of his cockhead. He could swear that there was steam coming out of her cunt as she squirmed to settle the point of his cockhead into her labia, and thought again that nothing else could be so wondrously soft, so gloriously elastic. His Mother's pussy; his Mother's pussy... coming down upon the wildly excited bulb of his hard shaft, pressing down and down until he could feel the magic cunt lips spreading, until he knew again the slick, thrilling heat of her vagina encompassing his knob.

"Ummm," she murmured, and rolled her sculptured ass to force the flanged cockhead up into the depths of her glowing body. "Oh yes, I can take my boy's big meat... I'll take every inch of it, even if it rips me wide open. Oh! Oh, darling, my baby... oh, my horny, stud-cocked son... it's going in my pussy, sliding up and up as if it's never going to stop. Uhh! I can feel it against my cervix, feel your beautiful prick stretching my vagina and pressing hard into my clit. Oohh... I can almost cum right now!"

Somehow, his hands were cupping the marvel of her ass cheeks, and as she bent forward, Jerry reached hungrily up to pull one of her hardened pink nipples into her mouth, to suck avidly upon its magic sweetness as his shaft was buried full length into the matchless intimacy of her juicy, hot snatch.

"I'm so full," his Mother panted, "so packed with your meat, you sweet boy. Oh... every wiggle rubs my clit and drives me crazy! Oh... umm... uhh! Baby, baby... so much cock at one time, so much beautiful hard prick inside my cunt... oh darling, darling!"

Her silken ass was grinding in his hands, and her pelvis was humping and thrusting into his own, so Jerry simply hung on, sucking greedily at her tit and luxuriating in the slippery movements, the gulping sensations made by his Mom's avid pussy. The walls of it contracted upon his prick, and the juices flowed bubbling hot; he found himself poking up at her vagina a little, found that his own ass was moving from side to side as the ballooned head of his cock eased around inside the exquisite gripping of that enchanted cunt. She was sweet and she was wiggling, and every frantic motion of that adored body sent sharp thrills bombing through Jerry.

Digging his fingers into the resilient cheeks of her surging ass, he hung on and tried to draw the whole globe of her satin breast into his mouth, flicking his tongue back and forth across the trembling nipple. Oh, it was good, good, and when his Mother pumped vigorously, when she strained her crotch against his, he knew that she was coming again. It must have been a mighty, gut-tearing orgasm, because after she shuddered to completion, Nina sagged, her body sliding off him and over to one side.

Jerry clung to her suddenly quiet body, his cockhead throbbing deep within her wet cavity. Sliding one hand down from buttock to thigh, he lifted the long, supple leg across his body and continued to stroke up into her.

Her eyelids fluttered, and Nina opened her dazed eyes to stare into his. Her full lips were soft and slack, but there was a new and vital life stirring within her greasy cunt, a new shivering that pulled at his thrusting pole with renewed vigor and urgent need.

"Oohh! Oh, baby, you're still fucking me, still feeding that massive club up into your Mommy's pussy; I love it, love it! Fuck me, darling... Jerry, my own sweet, horny son. Fuck me until I pass out."

Jerry laid his tremendous meat to her, sliding it back and forth within the soapy glove of her eager cunt, delighted that he hadn't cum as quickly as she had, very pleased that he was able to make her hit one foaming climax after another. He felt strong, powerful, and he adored the heaving of her flexible box as it worked around his driving cock. He had a lot of fucking to catch up on, years and years of fucking this fabulous snatch the way his daddy had, the way her other lovers had gotten into her. Now this passionate gash was his, too, and he could jam it and prod it and make it shake all over his prick.

"C… cuming!" she gasped. "Oh Jerry, I'm cumming again—AHHHGGGGHHHH!!! OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD SON!!

This time, when her beautiful snatch shuddered and pulled at his embedded cockhead, Jerry plunged the shaft to his balls and drew her pussy over it like a glove. Jerking, his testicles leaped upward and he could feel the compressed liquid within them hissing up along his cock to burst joyously out of the vibrating cockhead. A boiling spurt of seed exploded against her womb, and the stuff poured out in jets of thick, rich liquid to bathe her vagina with creamed honey. Jerry felt as if his prick was a rocket, as if his cum was bursting stars, and he panted as the juice continued to flow. He was pumping his semen into his Mom's trembling pussy, flooding it with his male fluids, drowning its silken walls with his cum, and she loved every drop, adored each squirting globule. Jerry closed his eyes in utter bliss, riding the waves of slowly subsiding passion, his cock buried to the thick hilt within the world's most perfect pussy. His balls drained themselves and began to shrink, but his prick seemed hard as ever, hungry as ever for the caresses of his Mother's hypnotically beguiling snatch. He was floating, drifting in a warm and slippery nirvana, the most blessed of all horny boys, loved and in love as never before.

Damply, she said against his cheek, "Sweetheart that was wonderful. I just came and came; one solid fucking from you is as good as balling a dozen other guys. I never popped so many times in a row, and I'm so weak that I don't think I can even get off this bed. But who wants to? Not me; I want to have and to hold your fantastic cock hour after hour. Oh wow; I thought I was a pretty hot chick before, but now, you're turning your Mother into a nymphomaniac, do you know that? But don't stop, baby; don't ever stop. You're the best lover a woman could ever have."

Kissing her cheek, her closed eyelids, he ground his cockhead sloshing around inside her vagina where all the semen was packed. "Never, Mom; I want to keep on loving you, too."

Sighing against him, Nina went limp, and Jerry stopped pumping his meat into her; he simply caressed the ass he had been mesmerized by for so long, and was content to fondle the pair of elegant tits that had entranced him for years. She'd said he was a great lover, a fine lover, and that made him proud. He could turn her on as much as she did him; he could make his Mother wiggle and moan and cum like his daddy did, and now there was nothing to stand between them. She was his to fuck, to kiss, to caress any way he wanted. He could see her pussy and hold her ass and rub his chest into her nipples. It was all there for him, every adorable, beautiful inch of her gleaming, golden body. No longer did he have to lie in the dark and listen to this bed squeaking as his Dad poured the cock to her; no longer did he have to jack off, to relieve the tensions that built up so fast and so powerfully that they got out of control. Wasting his cum like that was a shame, his Mom said; she had hot, fucking places to squirt it into, and she was willing to teach him everything she had learned about fucking. That must be a lot, he thought, letting his prick melt within her drenched snatch; she had fucked other guys besides his Dad, and different men must have balled her in different ways. But he was happy with what had been accomplished so far - crawling on top of that twisting body and putting it between her polished thighs; having her ride him on top and roll her ass down against his balls. If there was still more to come, he'd be delighted to find out what it was. Jerry clung to his Mother's naked body and smiled.


It was some time later when Nina gently disengaged herself from him. Jerry felt the soft sliding out of his prick as it left the hairy wet basket of his Mother's buttery cunt. She kissed him lightly upon the face, upon the mouth, and gave him another lingering taste of her honeyed tongue, stroking his supine body as she did so.

"I know we both want to just keep fucking," she said, her deep blue eyes languorous upon his own, her mouth softened and lushly red, "but we have all the time we need for it, baby. And we're going to take it. Nobody can bother us here, but I'll lock all the doors, to make sure. Then we can have something to eat, and take a bath so we can be fresh for each other again. And then we'll fuck until we simply can't. How's that strike you, Jerry?"

Sleepy, he answered, "Great. Mom, oh Mom... there's no way I can ever thank you, for fucking me like this, really fucking me."

She leaned over and ran her fingers across the drooping length of his drained cock and said, "I'm just as grateful to you, darling... especially for this magnificent young prick. You've given me by far the best fucking I've ever known, and I'm very anxious for more of the same." Hesitating then, her hand playing gently with his bent shaft, his Mother went on seriously, "But dear... I want you to get something straight right now. You are the most fantastic fuck I've had, and you'll get even better with time and training. But there's to be no jealousy of your father, understand? I love him, too; I love fucking him, too... and he realizes that I have a need to take on other men, sometimes. I accept the fact that he enjoys putting the prick to other women, and I think our marriage has been made a lot stronger by that kind of open understanding. Jerry, I'm a lot of woman... and I can handle more than one man at a time; I have pussy enough for all of you. So, no way do you try to make this private and jealous and you only, right?"

He nodded. "I understand, Mom. I'm just beginning to know how lucky I am, being able to fuck my own beautiful Mom. I...  well, I guess I was jealous of Dad, getting into that wonderful cunt, when I couldn't. But now that you've fucked me, and especially since he set it up for us, I can't be jealous of him anymore. Something you said before... about when he came home and the three of us balling together... I've been thinking about that, and it really turns me on."

She kissed him again, working her agile tongue around the inside of his mouth, tasting of hot, sugared spices and pure excitement. "That's the way, darling," she murmured against his lips. "Now I'll bathe, and while you're having a shower, I'll fix us a snack to keep up our strength. And after that... well, we're going to have a lot more fun."

Jerry lay awhile on the bed, that bed he had so often heard squeaking while his father poured the cock to his Mother's writhing, passionate body. He could smell her aromatic sweat and the scent of her sweetness, and he ran his hands over the wrinkled sheets, feeling her warmth left there. Had she fucked other guys in this same bed? No doubt, he mused, and that was okay, because she had enough hot and wiggly pussy for all. He fondled his cock, feeling the dried slickness upon it, knowing that it had fired two spitting loads of bubbling cum far up into his Mother's surging cunt. When she had walked away from the bed, heading for the bathroom with that fine sleek ass swinging from side to side and jiggling enticingly, he had caught just a glimpse of that lushly haired pussy of pure gold, and seen a cum caught in the wealth of pubic hairs; the foamy residue of his semen, and possibly some of it left over from when his Dad had fucked her. Listening to the splashing of water in the bath, he pictured that lovely warm body all soapy and slippery, and trembled at the image. Maybe she would let him bathe her; he'd like that very much. But she hadn't said anything about it yet, and Jerry didn't want to do or say anything that might threaten what he already had. Oh wow, he thought, it was really, really true! He had gotten to ram his meat into his Mother's superb pussy, feeling the head of it socked home as she twisted upon it; he'd known the feel of his balls in the hairy crack of her heaving ass and gotten to suck her tits. All the dreams were coming true, and the reality of it left him a little stunned. Like his Dad leading him over to the bed where she lay naked and freshly fucked, with steam rising from her golden snatch; like his Dad's fingers wrapping around his iron-hard pole and guiding the swollen knob to the right place in her juicy slit. It didn't seem real, but it was. Jerry owed his father for that; if Alan hadn't pushed him into it, he would have never gotten to fuck the best, the hottest and most juicy cunt in the world. Take care of your Mom, his Dad said; keep her busy and satisfied with that big cock, so she won't be fucking more husbands in the neighborhood and getting her name in the paper again. He would do just that, Jerry promised silently.

She came glowing from the bathroom, and he caught his breath at the way she looked, all scrubbed and naked as she was. His Mom's fine breasts stood full and high,, with the ripe pink nipples centered in their globes; her belly was almost flat, dipping with just the right curve down to that intriguing forest of curly cunt hair like burnished metal. There was a towel wrapped around her head, and when she saw him staring at her pussy, Nina smiled.

"After," she promised. "You can do it all to me, baby, and I'll show you how. Suppose you take your shower now? And don't get so excited that you jack off; remember what I said about wasting any of that precious juice. You can pump it all into your Mother."

Hurrying through his shower, Jerry found that his cock was lifting, and caressed it gently with soapy fingers. Just seeing his Mom naked would always make him raise a hard, he thought, and it got harder when she talked to him like that, using all the good words and speaking to him as an equal, as a hot-assed woman to her horny lover. She was and he was, and he dried quickly, draping the towel around his hips as he trotted to the kitchen.

Surprisingly, he discovered that he was ravenous, and gulped down the steak sandwich and salad, chasing them with two glasses of cold milk.

It was strange but very sexy, sitting at the table with his Mom nude across from him, seeing her tits right out in the open, instead of just their outlines beneath a robe. Jerry's cock lifted the towel from his lap as he watched the beguiling melons dip and sway with her movements, as he stared into the nipples when she lifted her arms. He wondered what it would feel like, to slip his cockhead under her arm, and quivered when he realized he could do it, that he could do anything he wanted to this compellingly beautiful and sensuous woman across the table.

Finishing his milk, he said, "I'm glad you're not one of those dumpy, straggly haired moms like so many of the other kids have. I'm glad you're so lovely and sexy."

"Me, too," Nina said, "if for no other reason than to turn on my son like this. I can see your cockhead rising, dear. Sure you've had enough to eat?"

"Oh yeah," he said quickly. "Want me to do the dishes?"

"I'll put them in the washer," she answered. "I'm just as anxious to get to it as you are, Jerry. Just looking at that massive prick again... it does things to me inside, turns my pussy all wet and throbbing and makes my tits hard. Such a satiny knob, and so damned big, so very strong. Every woman worth the name is envious of me right now, because that lovely young cock is mine."

Knees shaking, Jerry got up from the table, and, she took him by the prick, holding lovingly to it, using it like a steering handle to guide him back to that magic bedroom.

"Hard as a rock," she whispered, "but covered with silk; a wonderful, fabulous prick, my darling. And I'm going to do something different to it now."

Jerry let her stretch him upon the bed, giving up completely his own control of his body as she spread his legs wide and kneeled beside him. His shaft pulsed strongly, standing erect as a flagpole, but his Mother bent it flat between their bellies as she climbed between his legs and lay upon him. Was she going to cram his prick up into the slippery oven of her cunt and ride it again? Jerry didn't know, but anything she had in mind was just great with him. Kissing him all over his face and reaching into his ear with the tip of her tongue so that his asshole drew up tight and goose bumps broke out all over his taut body; Nina finally brought her mouth to his. This time, Jerry met the hungry thrusting of her wet tongue with an avid reaching of his own. Their teeth clashed, and he probed around inside his Mom's panting mouth. Lost in the kiss, it seemed to him that she broke it too soon. Then he gasped as she began to lick at his throat, to nip lightly, along his collarbone, worrying the skin between her white, sharp teeth. His hips rolled from side to side as his Mother's mouth trailed down to one of his nipples, and he knew the jolt of a woman sucking there, biting there while her deft hands roamed his body, up and down and across, cupping and fondling.

She was at his rib cage next, licking hotly and making him flinch, and her fingers were playing between his thighs, tickling into his filled balls and up along the distended shaft of his aching cock. When his Mom lapped over his belly, Jerry dug his fingers into the sheet and arched his back, reacting only by instinct, knowing only that she was thrilling the hell out of him, and as her tongue bored into his navel, he shuddered from head to toe. Dried now and freed from the turban, her glittering hair draped softly over his hips and thighs, a silken tent of wondrous softness and texture. Nina's sharp fingernails were tracing hot lines over his hipbones and down around the cheeks of his tensed ass, and he gulped sharply for air as she nuzzled down into his crotch, her breath warm and tingling there, the brushing of her lips a tantalizing caress of impossible tenderness. He jerked when his Mother drew one of his balls into her lips, to pull it into her mouth gently where she ran her tongue over the hairy and wrinkled sack. Sucking his testicle, she toyed with the base of his vibrating shaft, then changed over to pay homage to the other nut. Nina nibbled along the stem of his cock, laving it with her tongue, chewing lightly upon the hard meat, moving up and down the pulsating length of his pole until Jerry thought he would go crazy.

He felt her breath stirring over the ballooned head of his prick, and heard her murmur, "I'm going to eat you now, darling. Your Mommy is going to pull that big, beautiful cockhead into her mouth where she can lick it and chew it and suck on it until you cum."

Gasping, Jerry said, "B... but, Mother! You... I mean, cum in your mouth?"

"Of course, baby," she purred, "I love the taste of semen, and I know yours is going to be super delicious. Don't fret, darling... just let it squirt down my throat."

With that, she raked her wet tongue over his cockhead, and Jerry squirmed wildly, then stiffened out when his Mother drove the tip of it down into his slot. Then she took the entire knob into the softness of her lips, sliding the throbbing bulb over the roof of her mouth and along her tongue. Back it went, and back, until Jerry felt the tip of his cockhead touch the velvet cup of her throat.

His hands clenched the sheet, and his hips lifted in blind, erotic response. He had never known such stimulation, never before experienced such a wild, wet thrill as the feel of his Mom's mouth building up suction upon his prick, the stroking of her mobile and experienced tongue.

Head spinning, his chest rising and falling as he panted, Jerry realized that she was eating his cock! That his own beautiful Mother was chewing tenderly upon his shaft and licking the head teasingly. His heart pounded and his hands groped for the rich cascade of her golden hair, his upper body lifting of its own accord. Her inner cheeks dipped in and out as Nina started bobbing her head up and down, making a sensual rhythm that was very much like that of fucking, but somehow very different. Screwing her in the mouth, he thought madly: he was fucking his Mom in the face, and his belly took up the beat, rolling and grinding as he fed her the stiff meat she enjoyed so much. Nina moaned around his surging cockhead, her fingers stirring his balls, her head working up and down. She loved the flavor of cum, she'd told him, and she was anticipating the taste of his. It was building in his balls, and he held her hair in both hands as he thrust back and forth into the adoring suction of her mouth, into the slick hotness, the foamy pressure.

"Mm... Mom!" he hissed. "Oh Mother darling... I'm about to cum. Oohh! You're eating me alive, and it's so freaky, so wild... ahh! Here comes my semen, Mom... I'm going to let it go right in your mouth!"

She groaned some kind of answer as he shuddered and forced his cockhead against the goblet of her silken throat. The cockhead swelled even bigger, and flexed as it streamed a thick rivulet of hot semen into her mouth. Avidly, she pulled upon it, gulping and swallowing as the rich young juice hosed into her throat, as it bathed her tongue and covered her teeth and filled her cheeks with the vital cream.

Jerry kept pumping the syrup of his balls into her siphoning mouth, spurting the slippery milk that she drained as fast as it came forth, and he twisted her head back and forth in his hands, gasping and see-sawing his crotch against her chin.

"Oh! Oh, you beautiful bitch, you adorable cocksucker... ahh, Mom, Mom! You're sucking my prick dry, pulling my cum right down into your tummy. Oohh, it's so crazy, so terrific!"

His Mother continued to gobble his meat, even when he sagged back and let go her hair to lie flat upon the bed. He brought his knees up so that he could clamp her head between his thighs, and she kept right on sucking, sucking.

Jerry was in another world, a dream universe where the wildest fantasies came true. He had been so wrapped up in imagining what it would be like to sink his virgin prick into his Mother's forbidden pussy, that he had never even created an image inside his head about her eating it. But she had, and now he felt as if his very backbone had been melted so that it could run out of the head of his cock. He was weak all over, and still she licked at his knob, still she caressed his balls and his crotch.

What a hell of a woman, he thought dazedly. Every night that his Dad was in off the road, she fucked him silly, and no doubt she ate her husband's prick... the way she had just eaten her son's. She sent him to movies in the afternoons so she could get other guys between those long, supple thighs and fuck them good. And she had been more than willing to fuck her boy, once she got a good look at his inexperienced cock. No other woman could be anywhere near as passionate, he decided, and told himself again how lucky he was to have such a hot-cunted Mother, how lucky his father was, to have a wife like her. Jerry hoped that when he grew up and got married, he could find a woman like his Mom; he would never be satisfied with anything less.

But for right now, for weeks and months and good, hot years to come, he had everything he could ever want or need, right here in this bed. When his father came back, they could do things to her between them, maybe one of them pouring the prick to that juicy pussy while the other guy fed her meat in the mouth; they could change over, taking turns between her throat and her golden snatch. Jerry thought he was going to like that. She had snuggled up to him, her long, slender body more extended than his own, yet Jerry didn't feel small anymore; he had the length of his prick to make up for any differences in size. Besides, he loved every inch of that lush and lovely body, its slender yet shapely legs, the high, firm tits, and most of all, his Mother's impossibly beautiful pussy, so rich and deep and clinging. That treasure was precious as the curls of golden hair that shielded it, softer than eiderdown, slippery as cum itself, and Jerry adored it.

He murmured into the muskiness of her perfumed hair, "I might have thought that was dirty, before. Going off into your mouth like that. But now I don't; it made me feel like I was loved more than... ever, better than ever, because you wanted me to squirt it down your throat."

She rubbed the erect nipples of her fine breasts into his hairless chest and slid the dewy mound of her elegant cunt along one of Jerry's thighs. "I wanted to drink your semen," she said. "Now it's in my stomach, where it will be digested and pass into my bloodstream. That way, a vital part of you will always be a part of me."

Sticky against her belly, his cockhead throbbed in response; it was a beautiful, sensuous thing for her to say, and it thrilled Jerry to think of it like that.

His Mother went on, her voice throaty, as if it had been oiled. "The first time I did that to your father, I thought he was going to climb the wall. It was right after we were married, and of course, you weren't here yet. I might have already been pregnant with you, though; the pill wasn't around, and we never bothered with rubbers or anything like that. Your Dad and I were only interested in fucking as often and as long as we could. I guess that's when he realized I wasn't the shy girl bride, because I had to learn how to eat cock from someone. So after I drained his balls that first time, I admitted that I had been fucking since I was thirteen years old, but only with one man. Man, not another kid, because the guy who took my cherry was my uncle. He was about forty then, and a real horny lover. Uncle Harry taught it all to me, just as I'm showing you now, darling. I loved every minute of those instructions, and my father never knew just why I was so close to his brother, or why I cried so much when he moved away."

Jerry cupped his Mother's tits, fingering the stiff nipples and trying to picture her as a young girl, but the image wouldn't quite come through. He said, "So your uncle showed you how to suck him off, and all that. Wasn't Dad jealous, when you told him?"

She stroked her fingernails teasingly down over the cheeks of his ass and said, "No; maybe he was a little shaken up, but we were a really good sexual match, and after we talked it over, we agreed to allow each other to have whatever outside fucking we felt we needed. It's worked out wonderfully, and now... it's better than ever before, because here we are, Mother and son, lovers; and we don't have to try and hide the fact from your father."

Jerry's prick hadn't sagged a bit; it was still hard and pulsing, and he was happy it stayed that way, so his darling Mother could have all she wanted. And he had another idea: if his Mom could go down on him, if she could suck him off and swallow his juice, wasn't there some way for him to do as much for her, give her the same kind of wildly exciting thrill she had made for him? He wanted to; he wanted to make her wiggle and twist and hump it up at him. He had tasted the sweet flavors of her tits, sucked on them happily, and now he needed to know all the rich flavors of her entire body, from one end to the other.

"Mom," he said into the base of her ivory throat, "I'm going to do it to you now, but I don't know how. You'll have to tell me when I'm doing something wrong."

She patted his ass. "You won't have any major trouble, baby; not a sexy young stud like you. But your Mother will guide you. Take your time, darling... go over me little by little, sort of the way I did to you, doing whatever you want to with your mouth and lips and tongue. And remember Jerry, that a woman always likes to be caressed, to be stroked and fondled."

Jerry nibbled into the dusky valley between her firm breasts, tasting the exotic flavorings of her silken skin, licking there as he breathed in his Mother's warm scent. Cupping one lush tit, he went to work on the other one, running his tongue all the way around the ripe globe before centering attention upon the quivering little faucet where he had fed as a baby.

Sucking blissfully there for a while, he massaged the other breast with his right hand, while his left hand strayed up and down the graceful length of her hip and thigh. Then he opened his mouth wide and tried to pull his Mom's entire tit into his distended lips.

He could feel the pulsing of her body beneath his own, the subtle trembling, and gentle, anticipatory squirming, and the bulging staff of his swollen prick rubbed into the humid thatch of her mound. Jerry took his time; there was no need to hurry, no over anxious urgency driving him to get rid of the load of semen in his balls. She was here for him, spread for him, ready for anything he wanted from her, and what he wanted most right now was to make her moan in ecstasy.

Switching to the other breast, Jerry loved it with his mouth and tongue, knowing a sensation of being a baby, a flashback to the time when he was an infant and drawing life-giving milk from this nipple. He wished she still had milk to give him, and his hands slid teasingly over her hips, her rib cage, the slightly arched plane of her white belly.

"You used to bite my tit," she breathed huskily. "Sometimes I had to pry your mouth loose from the nipple, because you made it so sore. Back then, I never had the faintest idea that my lovely son would be sucking my breast as a young-man, never even dreamed that you would be pressing such a huge, beautiful prick against my tummy."

Jerry moved slowly away from the plush melons, licking down her rib cage, and over to one side. Acting upon an impulse, he nibbled up to her lifted arm and darted his tongue into the shaven armpit, lapping it around while his Mother wriggled and gasped at the erotic shock. Somehow, his hand had found and cupped the mound of her torrid pussy, and she surged the pussy against his palm. He was shaking now, his cockhead swollen and eager, but Jerry reminded himself of his primary objective, turning his Mom on and gratifying her with his mouth. Besides, he was very excited at the idea of getting his mouth down there into the gorgeous brush between her sinuous thighs, placing his lips and tongue where his prick had been. His father had already been there, he was certain, and maybe some of the other guys his Mom had been swinging with. At her flexing belly, he bathed the tender flesh with his tongue, and found the dimple of her navel. Corkloving his tongue into the shallow valley, he tickled her there while her hips rocked hungrily, and she began to arch her back so that the golden treasure of her steamy cunt lifted to him. Jerry licked slowly around the edges of her pubic thatch, learning the sensation of those soft and delicate hairs against his tongue and discovering the rich scents of his Mother's pussy. He was drooling when at last he buried his face into that inviting mattress, and she lifted her knees, bent them as her polished thighs spread wide to give him room. Her ass cheeks were warm and firm in his hands, rolling in his palms as Jerry nuzzled into the thick hair of her mound, as his probing tongue found the slick, hot sweetness of her labia. His Mom's pussy lips were delicious, and Jerry lapped at them like a puppy at a water dish on a hot summer day, making thirsty, slurping noises. Tasting of honey, of a thrilling and exotic musk, the very essence of woman, her pussy rolled and quivered against his lips. With a heartfelt sigh, Jerry opened his mouth wide and thrust his exploring tongue between the slippery lips, plunged it deeply into the satin depths of her vagina, reaching as far up the wet hole as he could, and her labia ground against his teeth.

"Oh darling," she gasped, "that's it! That's just the way to go about it, baby... move your tongue in and out, as if it was a little prick; feel all around inside your Mommy's cunt with it. Ahh... ahh yes, Jerry; curl it when you bring it up, wiggle it."

Holding to the cheeks of her sleek and twisting ass, he did as she commanded, enjoying the flavor of her vibrant snatch, sucking in the flow of her love oils. Then he was at it without instructions, burrowing his mouth deeply, then sucking furiously at her pussy lips until he had pulled them inside out into his mouth, opening up his Mother's fantastic cunt like an orange.
She pumped her crotch into his face, and her ass began to whip from side to side as her belly made eager waves. He felt the exciting pressure of her smooth thighs against his head, felt the wrapping of her legs as she drew them around his shoulders and down his back. Nina ground her cunt into his mouth, thrust the sweet fury of it against his teeth, bucking and heaving.

"M... my clit!" she panted. "Baby boy... darling... reach your tongue up higher... higher... feel around with it until you can find a bump... there; there! Oohh, darling... oh, you marvelous little cunt eater... suck on it, tickle my clit with your tongue... eat your Mother's cunt, you horny little pussy hound... eat me!"

He devoured her, chewing at her cunt lips and ramming his tongue against the leaping little nubbin that was the center of her passions. He plumbed the depths of her fluctuating snatch and sucked on her; his Mother's thighs clamped his head harder, and Jerry felt her roll her upper body toward him, felt her fingers digging into his hair as she tried to shove his entire head up into her inflamed pussy.

Clinging to the writhing cheeks of her maddened ass, he ate blissfully, sucked happily, plunging his tongue in and out and circling it around. She thrust strongly against him, smearing her hot juices over his cheeks and chin, straining her groin against his nose, and his Mom's entire body went taut as a bow-string.

"I'm coming," she grated. "Oh baby, you're eating your Mother's pussy and making her cum—CUM HARD!"

Her juices were sugared, delightful, and Jerry drank them down, swallowing eagerly as his Mom pumped her cunt into his mouth, as her heels pounded a tattoo against his lower back. He almost came with her, damned near gushed semen onto the bed, because it was so good, so thrilling to be able to bring her such rapture, to make her gasp and squirm in the throes of a tremendous orgasm. Maybe it was even better for her because he was her son, Jerry thought, because he had crawled out of the very snatch he was sucking upon now. He knew that no other woman's pussy could ever be as sweet for him; that this very special, very precious cunt was the ultimate in sexual gratification for him, even though he had never tried another one. Nina fell back upon the bed, her thighs going loose and trembling as the tidal wave of her climax subsided. Jerry kept licking at her pussy, not driving so deeply now, but just tickling the succulent lips and reveling in their buttery wetness. His cock swelled harder, a fresh supply of jism building powerfully within his replenished balls, and at last he lifted his dripping face to stare closely at the feverish labia, at the hairy slot now gaping slightly open in its relaxed hotness. Remembering what she had done to him, he kissed a slow and tantalizing path back up her belly, but this time, he didn't pause at her tits, going directly to her mouth instead. Driving his greasy tongue between her lips, he fed his Mom the tastes of her own pussy lubricants, and she sucked greedily at them.

But when Jerry began to probe for her hairy gash with the puffy head of his aching cock, Nina pulled away. "A different style for both of us this time, baby," she promised, "one I think you're going to like very much. I'll have to ask you to be gentle, though; the size of that cock might be difficult for me to take, but we'll see how it works out."

Pushing gently at his chest, she urged him off her long, slender body, and he sat up on his folded knees, wondering what else she could possibly have in store for him. He watched her turn over, saw her lifting herself to her hands and knees as she presented the cunningly shaped mounds of her burnished ass to him.

"Not the asshole," she murmured, looking back under one arm at him. "I could never take your gigantic prick there without being split. But you can work your cockhead up into my pussy from behind."

Jerry stared at the intriguing picture, her supple thighs, and the appetizing hillocks of her sleek ass, the golden bush of her snatch looking different when viewed from that angle, but no less exciting. He crawled to her, reaching out with trembling hands to stroke her ass, to run his fingers down the outside of her smooth thighs and up along the inner shape. Her cunt hair felt damp and hot against his knuckles. Taking his stiff rod in one hand, he bent the flanged knob down and guided it up into the welcoming moss of her pubic hair, nudged the blunt and oily tip into the slick oven door of her labia. Gently, his Mother had warned him, and Jerry figured it was because the angle of entrance would be different. Caressing the twin cheeks of her ass, his balls swinging heavy in their sack, he pressed his cockhead upward and felt the marvelous elasticity of her cunt lips as they parted for the swollen bud. As Jerry inched his cockhead up into his Mom's rich pussy, the juice of that wondrous slot was still damp upon his cheeks and chin, but there was plenty more of the fragrant oil left inside, and his iron-hard shaft eased slowly up into the velvet grasping. It was groovy to look down and actually watch his prick slide into his Mother's exquisite cunt, to see those furry lips taking the meat between them, and Jerry stared until he could see the stem of his powerful club against the crack of his Mother's ass.

"It's in all the way," she gasped. "Oh lord... how your cock fills me up, darling. You are SO HUGE. I LOVE IT. But just fuck me easy, baby... but fuck me. A big boy like you needs to go easy on girls, just remember that, okay?"

He backed his cock out, all the way back to the ridge around the head, and held it barely within the squeeze of his Mom's juicy cunt as she rolled her ass carefully; then Jerry stroked it back into the narrow sleeve, packing that lascivious, vagina with his meat and feeling the bulb reaching to the spongy bed of her womb. Nina rocked tenderly upon his cautious thrusts, working her tight pussy around his pole and humping backward. Her back was a long, graceful line, and her cascade of hair hung down to splash upon the sheet below. As he fucked her, Jerry thought he just might wrap all that soft, silken hair around his big cock sometime, and fuck it, too, so he could cum into its scented folds. He'd bet his Dad hadn't done anything like that.

"But now she was making feverish spirals around his sliding rod, and his balls were swinging freely between her thighs. Jerry leaned forward slowly, working his ass in long, tender strokes; his chest came down against his Mom's shoulder blades, and his belly was on her lower back. Oh, it felt good; it felt wonderful to be putting it to her like this, as if she was a bitch in heat and he was the big male dog with a cock hard as a baseball bat. It would be heaven if he could get stuck to her, the way dogs got glued together.

Reaching one hand down and around, he caught a pendulous breast and cupped it as he continued to piston his shaft in and out of the liquid depths of her tremulous snatch. His other hand fumbled down her belly until the fingers came into her cunt hair, and Jerry shook violently as he felt the stretched lips of her cunt as well as the greasy, moving staff of his own cock. The clit, he remembered, and fingered to discover it nestled in its ultra-soft hooding of succulent flesh. His Mother quivered as he diddled it while continuing to stroke the length of his massive prick into her steaming vagina, and he shuddered with her as he used other fingertips to tickle the underside of his slippery rod.

"You're driving me wild!" Nina hissed. "Oh... ahh, baby, I can't stand it! Give it to me, darling... ram your big, hard cock into your Mommy's hungry pussy... ahh... ah! It's so long and thick, and my clit is going crazy... oohh!" Her ass churned up against his crotch, and Jerry rolled his cock around inside the narrow sleeve of her pulsating hole, squeezing one tit and fingering her clit as his Mother's body arched. She seemed to be trying to lift them both off the bed.

He felt her cum, felt the violent contractions of her cunt walls as they locked around his ballooned cockhead buried so deeply within them. She jerked and winced, moaning between clenched teeth as she crested furiously, and Jerry fed her some more prick, slid it in and out, grinding it and driving it home to the hilt in that flowing hot nest without a thought of gentleness. Nina slowly buckled beneath him, slowly gave way to the strength of his driving thrusts, and Jerry found himself lying on top of her as her tits were mashed flat against the bed. Using both hands, he forced her thighs open still wider, and sledged his stiff prick into her limp hole again and again, listening to the sloshing noises it made there. She was so helpless beneath him, turned completely passive and drained of any immediate response, much less any resistance. Holding his knob firmly against her cervix, Jerry felt like a conqueror, like some jungle giant raping a maiden, a victorious warrior fucking a woman he had dragged by the hair out of her flaming home. Lifting one knee and then the other, he pushed her thighs together, straddling her legs and making her pussy even tighter around the submerged length of his prick. As he stared down at the luscious mounds closed there, it seemed as if he had his cock driven right up her ass. Jerry lay down on her again, barely able to move his prick back and forth in the snug clenching of her closed vagina. But it was something special, feeling her ass against his crotch, feeling his balls rubbing the backs of her satin thighs. Nina began to move beneath him, her breath gusting from her lungs with every slow penetrating stroke he took, but she was coming alive once more, being lifted from her laxness to strive for yet another orgasm upon her son's mighty club. His Mom's ass went tick-tock, tick-tock, and Jerry kept sliding to it. Her cunt was juicy and very tight in this position, and he reveled in the enchanted sensation. She groaned and squirmed, so Jerry caught her hair from behind and held her the way he wanted to stay, forced her to remain in position as his heavy cock worked back and forth, pistoned in and out. He was getting close, and by the palpitations of his Mother's oily snatch, he knew she was, too. Pumping faster, Jerry crammed his swollen meat to the hilt and held it there, held his Mother transfixed upon its long, thick strength as the cockhead trembled and the torrent came rushing up from his flexing balls. Nina shrieked softly as she came, and beat the mattress with her slim fists, her head rolling from side to side like a clockwork pendulum of gold. Jerry let it go then and felt the heavy stream gush boiling far up into his Mother's beautiful receptive pussy. His vital liquid roared against her womb in great, slippery globules like hot oysters, and the overflow packed the length and breath of her vagina, bathing the rest of his embedded shaft with the greasy soup. None could escape, because his root kept her cunt lips so tightly around it, because he had her thighs squeezed together.

Panting, Jerry rested his draining balls upon the cleft of his Mom's shivering, sweet ass and nuzzled his face into the silken tenting of her hair from behind. They were both sweating, their skin turned feverish and slick from the energy of their long, intense fucking, and they panted together, sighed together, their hearts pounding in unison for what seemed like slow and melting hours.

Into the pillow, Nina said, "I've never been fucked like that before... never. Oh darling, what a magnificent lover you are. You can use your wonderful young prick so tenderly, and then turn it fierce, and I love it, both ways. You've fucked your Mommy so well, baby, you've given me so much fantastic cock that I could die right now, and never be happier."

Gently then, Jerry lifted himself, afraid that his weight might be hurting her, and with great care, he withdrew his greasy prick from her torrid snatch, watching as it slid out all foamy, and saw a creamy trickle of his cum follow to puddle below the crack of his Mother's ass. His semen was soaking into the sheet, and he wondered how often his father had stained the bed, too. One thing he knew for certain, Jerry told himself as he lay down beside the stilled form of his Mom's nude body... he was as much man, as good a lover, as anybody; she'd said so, and she was experienced enough to know. His Mother had sampled more than one prick, since she was started on her way at an early age by her uncle. She had fucked some of the guys around the neighborhood, so she knew which of them could satisfy her and who was a fizzle. Rolling over onto his back, Jerry held his softening cock and looked down at it. He was proud of it now, happy that it was so much bigger than the usual shaft, according to his Mom. Back there when he had only been jacking off, he'd been a little bit afraid he might not be able to handle a woman, when he got the chance. But he'd done more than okay, he had fucked his Mother into limpness, and that took some doing, although he realized that it wouldn't take much to turn her on again. He was good at eating pussy, too. She had gone crazy on his tongue and against his mouth. Man, he could hardly wait until his father came home, so he could show him how well he was taking care of her. Alan Chenwith would be proud of his son, and they'd get together the best way Jerry could think of... inside her.



They ate again later that evening, downing a rich and hearty stew with green salad and a chocolate cake. Fucking made a guy hungry, Jerry thought, more relaxed in this new and sexy intimacy with his Mother. He didn't try to keep his eyes off her lush body as she moved about the kitchen. She wore her dressing gown open down the front which made her more appealing than if she was entirely naked. He could see her fine tits inside the robe, and caught glimpses of the sunshine fluff of her mound, the flash of a burnished thigh. And always, she moved with that eye-catching grace, that captivating rhythm of her flesh that called attention to what she was... an eminently desirable and available sexpot. Nina seemed to exude an aura of sensuality; there was a feel about her that murmured: here I am; I'm ready and willing, so come on and fuck me. No wonder every guy Jerry knew always turned their heads to watch his Mom cross a room, and he kind of pitied them for not ever having known the sublime thrill of fitting themselves between her long and serpentine legs.

He helped her tidy up the kitchen, eager to stay close to that marvelously fluid body, for the moment content to breathe in the special musk of her, knowing that he could reach out and caress the cheek of her shapely ass any time he wanted, that she would not deny him the fondling of a ripe, round breast. It was arousing for Jerry to simply know that, to know she was open for him, and that he turned her on as much as she did him.

She turned to him, her eyes sliding over him and focusing upon his crotch, where his shaft dangled. "Would you like to take a bath with me?"

Jerry grinned. "Would I? That's something else I was always trying to do... get a look at you naked in the bathroom. I used to peep through the keyhole, when Dad was out on the road, just to see a little flash of your thigh or something. I never really got to see much, but it always gave me a hard-on, anyhow."

"And I never suspected," Nina said, taking his hand. "If I had, maybe I would have put on a real show for you. I guess I have a strong exhibitionistic streak; I'm proud of my body and the things it can do for me and for others, so I like to show it off."

Her plush thigh kept brushing his as she led him to the master bathroom, that previously private sanctum for herself and her husband. Jerry had often slipped into it when they were gone, stimulating himself by sniffing the perfume of his Mom's body that lingered there, by touching a towel damp from blotting that lovely flesh. Once he had gotten down on his knees to lay his cheek against the seat of the toilet, filled with bliss to be touching a place that had been privileged to cup the twin delights of that superb ass. That turned him on so much that he'd jacked off into the bowl, his eyes closed, and his body taut with a racing, unreadable wildfire of passion. Now his Mother was leading him into her private place, and Jerry's cock was swelling in expectation.

She dropped her robe, and the sweet golden flesh glistened as Nina bent to turn on the shower knobs. "I always wanted to have a Japanese style tub built here," she said, "one where two people could get deep into hot, soapy water and fuck. But Alan never got around to putting that kind of bath in, so we'll just have to make do with the shower."

Whipping out of his own beat-up robe, Jerry climbed into the tub with her, and when she drew shut the glass doors, it seemed as if they were cut off from the rest of the world, trapped willingly and excitingly in a personal universe no one else could enter.

Even the scent of her soap was personal, a lemony perfume that was a part of his Mother, Jerry thought, standing close to that tall, almost willowy body and waiting for whatever it was she wanted him to do.

"Here, darling," she said, handing him the soap and stepping back so that the adjusted water purled enticingly over her silken flesh, "do me first."

Hands shaking a little, he foamed the soap and slid his fingers over her shoulders, then down her arms, and his swollen cockhead reached up to thump gently against the slight arch of her belly. Her tits felt wondrously slick against his soapy palms, and Jerry massaged them tenderly, reveling in their shape and texture, delighting in tickling the erectile nipples.

His Mom's hips and belly were next, his fingers slippery over them, tingling at the feeling of wet, slick skin. Bubbles grew multi-colored in the golden bush of her pubic hair, and Jerry went to his knees to wash her pussy. Her thighs excited him, too, and he stroked them up and down, and then proceeded to her calves and ankles. Her feet were small and fragile feeling, and Jerry scrubbed them with enjoyment. When he started up her body again, the warm water ran over his stimulated body and brought soapy foam with it. His Mother pivoted slowly to present her back to him. The cheeks of her ass were twin marvels, sliding in his hands, and the cleft between them was highly arousing as he dipped a finger into it. Jerry had to stand closer, to touch his distended prick to that beguiling flesh, and he rubbed it against his Mom's buttocks as he washed her back and neck, and then reached around to hold those rich, heavy tits again. Nina backed into him, rolling her ass, and his soapy cock slid all over her wet skin. Reaching behind her, she caught hold of his throbbing shaft and bent it to place it between her lathered thighs, so that it lifted and snuggled into the sudsy nest of her cunt. But when he humped to her and tried to find the pussy entrance, she pulled away.

"It's too difficult to make it like this," she whispered huskily, "and besides, I haven't bathed you yet, darling."

Jerry stood braced with his feet spread wide apart as his Mother washed him down. Her fingers were teasing, the very touch of her hands hotly tantalizing, as she stroked and caressed. The slickness of the soap made it even freakier for him, and when she began to use the suds to kind of jack him off, he flinched and trembled, his knees going weak with desire. Pressing against him, sliding her wet tits across big chest, his Mother held him close and kissed him, running her hot tongue halfway down his gasping throat. Nina took pity then, and helped him rinse off, cleansed the soap from her own glowing body, and turned off the water.

"Because you're taller than me, I think we can fuck okay, standing up. Your incredible length will help, too," she said. Manipulating his cock, she tipped the head down, then up, and Jerry felt his cockhead settle against his Mother's dewy labia, where it sensed the marvelous hotness waiting inside. Quivering, he pushed it up and braced his hands upon her hips to steady them both. The flanged knot of his eager shaft eased into his Mom's soft cunt lips as they spread slowly, as she wiggled her crotch to help the entrance. "It probably won't go all the way in," Nina breathed, "but since you have so much nice, hard meat to spare, there'll be plenty of prick for us to make out. Oh, darling... that feels so good, sliding up into my pussy. Every time I can feel all that sweet meat moving into my box, it thrills me as much as the first time you put it to your Mommy."

He barely had to bend his head in order to fasten his mouth to one of her scented nipples, and draw it happily into his lips as his cock reached up and up inside the satin walls of his Mother's hot, juicy snatch. She was right; he couldn't sink it all the way to his balls, but most of it was buried in that tight cunt, and she gripped him tightly as she rolled her delectable ass. She was boiling inside, as if she hadn't been fucked for a month. Lifting to get more of his fat shaft into her adorable vagina, Jerry stroked as best he could, and his Mom bent her knees so that she could take all she could. Her belly moved across his, then away as she leaned back and braced her shoulders against the wall of the shower. Her full breasts stood up proudly, their tips arrogantly pink, the globes jiggling as she worked her crotch hungrily and maneuvered her experienced pussy around his thrusting pole.

Nina gasped as the thick rod slid back and forth within the squeezing of her cunt walls. "Oh baby... you can drive any woman crazy with all that hard, young prick. So big and strong... ooh, darling; stroke it deep into your Mommy's hot pussy... feed it to me, baby... fuck me long and strong."

With a hand on her upthrust hips, Jerry pumped his club into her writhing body, grinding his pelvis into hers when somehow he managed to force his cockhead all the way in. He looked down to watch the greasy shaft sliding between his Mom's inflamed labia. She rolled on every stroke, hunched, and churned her well-trained snatch around his searching staff, gasping and moaning as the thick stem of it pressed over her clit. Ass heaving, her tits jumping, Nina stepped up the pace, and Jerry slammed his cook into his Mom's hole with new fervor, luxuriating in every penetrating thrust, loving the feel of her impaled upon his powerful cockhead. His balls flopped up to kiss her spread inner thighs, and he could hear the sucking, wet noises of good, solid fucking.

"I... I'm going to explode!" his Mother hissed. "Oh lord, oh lord, my cunt is tearing itself apart... so much prick in it... my clit... my clit is jumping around and... and... OOHH!"

Nina's vaginal walls convulsed around his surging cock, and Jerry strained to bury the shaft yet deeper into the gulping, shuddering snatch, raking the ridged bulb into those constricting velvet ripples so hot and so slippery. His fingers dug into her hips and lunged, then speared her again, his balls jerking as the compression within them was suddenly released.

"Here, Mom!" he panted. "Here it is, darling... take my cum up inside your sweet cunt, Mommy... ahh! I'm shooting off in you, and my stuff is bubbling, all thick and creamy... it's filling your beautiful cunt, Mother... uh... uh... uh!"

They shook violently together, their crotches swiveling, her cunt squeezing and letting go, his balls swinging as the sizzling juices continued to pump up from them to spit from the buried head of his flexing prick. Nina body arched as she took the thick fluids into her vibrant sheath, and she clenched her teeth in the throes of an orgasm so tremendous as to be a sweet pain, an exquisite torture that stunned the mind as well as ravaged every part of her body. It was as mighty for Jerry, the terrific release of his love and lust, the firing of his personal liquids into his Mother's cunt, where they again bathed the seething furnace of her sex with pure adoration. His head swam and his legs wobbled from the fierce tenderness of their fucking, and he realized that she must also be weakening. Regretfully, he slipped his yet hard cock from the honeyed grip of her pulsing gash, and helped her to stand erect. Holding to her elbow, Jerry slid back the glass shower doors and guided her from the tub. Feeling protective, he caught up a fluffy towel and dried her damp body, lingering with love over the lush curves, dipping with ever new awe into the mysterious valleys of that glorious body. Her deep blue eyes were glazed, but Nina seemed to be recovering and shook her head, the wet tresses of her golden hair falling about the pristine whiteness of her shoulders.

"Th... that was something else, Jerry," she murmured. "I've been fucked in the shower before, but Alan and I never made it as wild as that. I was coming apart at the seams, dissolving. Oh, it's just impossible, but it seems that every time you fuck me, the orgasms get better and better."

He toweled his own body, acutely aware of her vulnerability, her helplessness before him. "I'm glad you dig my fucking, Mom. I didn't know if I could really satisfy you, even if I ever got the chance. I mean, I never fucked anybody else, and you have so much experience. Of course, I thought that was only with Dad, before I knew you were fucking other guys, too."

She touched his cheek and looked down at his prick. "That gorgeous chunk of man meat is still ready to go," she said in quiet awe. "I always believed that a healthy, sexy woman could fuck any man down, but now I'm not all that certain. You're a super stud, Jerry, and I'm glad you're mine."

It was his turn to play the parent, and hers to be the child; he led her gently to the bed and eased his Mother down upon it. His eyes roamed the sensual perfection of her alluring body, and knew that it was all his just now, that he could do anything to her, run his cockhead into her armpits and rub it over her face or into her hair, slide his prick between the cheeks of her ass or under her knees; he could straddle her belly and squeeze those fabulous breasts together, then force his cock between them and tit-fuck her; he could do any freaky thing he damned well pleased.

But he said, "Are you too tired, Mom? I want to love you all night long, go back and do all the things we did before. I want to lick into your hot pussy and make you cum with my mouth, and I need to shove my cock back into your throat. All that, and more...  but if you're feeling beat, I'll just lie here beside you and hold you close; that's almost as good as really fucking, just to be able to hold my beautiful Mother naked against me."

That hot, sly look came back into her eyes, and she said, "I don't think I'll ever be too tired, baby. My cunt is still wet with my son's semen, and I'm still fascinated by the size of your adorable big prick. We'll fuck, baby... I promise you that; I intend to keep fucking you until I'm too weak to move, and that'll be a long time yet, believe me."

Nina always made good on her promises, Jerry thought, pressing the length of his stiff cock against her satiny belly and fondling the ripe melons of her breasts. When he had been only a little kid, his Mother would promise to take him to the zoo, or to a movie, and she would always follow up. And the same went for an ass-paddling; if she told him he was going to get his butt whipped for something, he could depend upon sore cheeks. Now she was promising him they would fuck until they both ran out of gas, and he pulled one of those long, lithe legs over his body, anxious to get his greedy prick back into the enchanted gloving of her provocative cunt. They fucked. After he shot his first wad of semen, he stroked his Mom's pussy long and lovingly, twisting the cockhead deep, using newly learned movements to further arouse her clit. He fucked her gently, holding back so that she might hit several orgasms, making her cum time and again in just that position, before rolling her over onto her back. He could really stick it deep that way, and bumped her spongy cervix with every spearing of his knob. She squirmed beneath his strokes, wrapping her legs tightly around him and grunting with the building fury of her lust, hammering her hairy wet crotch into his pelvis and making his balls slap damply into the uplifted, spiraling, crack of her ass. It was good, heavy, fucking, a steady pounding of hard flesh into softly receptive flesh, a meshing of eagerly straining bodies adapting to each other's most secret needs, a blending of passion and love and raw, sometimes savage sex. It was damned good for them both, and they went at it for a long time, changing positions often, experimenting, groaning, and panting. Jerry came twice more before he was satisfied, before he turned drowsy and sated and fell asleep with his prick still locked inside his Mother's voluptuous pussy.




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Chapter 2.
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Two days went by, or was it three? Days and nights telescoped into themselves, blurred by eating and sleeping and bathing, all the necessary things that seemed at most to be only a background for the focal point of Jerry's life... the fucking they were doing. They made it in all possible positions, in acrobatic contortions and the more comfortable basic methods, his Mother's pussy always open and smoking, her mouth always hungry for the meaty club he fed into her red lips. He ate her torrid cunt again and again, and found a different thrill the last time around, for he had learned his lessons in honesty well: do anything you want to, darling, she had told him at the beginning. So this time, with his face burrowed deeply into the hot and rubbery lips of her hairy snatch, with her pelvis twirling and surging into his mouth as his tongue probed and lapped, Jerry worked a hand up between the cheeks of her ass. By attentive manipulation, he managed to get a considerable amount of her slippery pussy juice smeared onto his palm. Fingers wet and slippery, he wrapped them around his swollen cock and began to jack himself off. It was wildly different, because it wasn't just something he had to do, to relieve the pressure of his aching balls while he dreamed the impossible dream of fucking his Mother. Her steamy, heaving cunt was reality, and he sucked blissfully upon the soft lips, sucked at the rich and aromatic fluids as his hand moved up and down and caressed his cockhead. Teasing her clit, Jerry masturbated happily, his Mom's cunt oils making his cock slippery, his tongue fucking into her hood and retreating only to give him the opportunity to siphon at her entire pussy, or to chew joyously upon her labia. He wanted to time this right, to get it just so, because he wanted to cum at the same time his Mother did, and by now he was sensitive to her every erotic movement, and could figure almost to the second when she was about to reach an orgasm. Nina quivered upon his active tongue, her furry crotch churning in a growing rapture that would soon overflow, and Jerry pumped more vigorously upon his cock, tightening his fist around the slippery cockhead and feeling his own climax building swiftly within his testicles.

"Cumming... cumming... cumming," his Mom chanted, her head swinging in time with the jerky upheavals of her cunt. "Uuhhh! Oh baby, my darling, my sweet little cunt eater!!"

As she was still quivering upon the erratic crest, Jerry lifted his face suddenly from her thrusting pussy and slid in between her widespread thighs, his hand pumping as he stared down at the sizzling gash of her gorgeous pussy. His cum leapt furiously from the spasming cockhead, and he bent the shaft down to nuzzle it against her hairy golden snatch, so that the spurting jism could splatter over her mound and across her sweaty belly. Boiling hot, the thick juice squirted over his Mother's trembling skin, one globule coming to rest in the puddle of her navel, and Jerry shook in delighted gratification. His semen dripped over her pussy lips and clung to the hairs, all foamed and slippery; it smeared over her stomach, and Nina opened her eyes wide in surprise as she stared down at the cum drenching her lower body.

"Jerry... what... why did you... "

He bit his lips. "I won't say I'm sorry, Mom; because I'm not. I wanted to soak your cunt and your belly outside with my semen. I wanted to see it happen."

Her slim hands came stealing down to touch fingertips delicately into the creamy juice, hesitant at first, then working to smear the clinging liquid over more of her warm body. "Silly boy; I'm not objecting. You just surprised me, that's all. I like this... it feels all slippery and slippery and very sexy."

Watching the movement of her hands, looking down over the dripping and vastly expanded bulb of his prick, Jerry saw his Mom slide the semen up over her belly, then rub her fingers in slow circles across her breasts, her nipples. She reached down again, dipping into the blotted hairs of her pussy for a fresh supply, and brought her fingers up to smear the stuff over her mouth. There was a deeply sensuous, deeply moving gleam in her eyes as she stared up at him.

"Kiss me," she whispered.

Obediently, he lowered himself onto her incomparable body, and their bellies were glued together by the residue of his own ejaculation. There was glue upon her mouth, too, her lips heavy with it, but Jerry met them avidly, glorying in the sweet flavors there, in the ultimate sensuousness of this impetuous, ardent woman who happened to be his Mother. Their tongues met in avid twining, and their hot breaths mixed. Nina was squirming beneath him when he felt her long, limber body suddenly go tense. He wondered hazily what was wrong, but his reflexes kept the slickened bud of his shaft prodding for the entrance to her drenched pussy. Then her hands were pushing at his chest, and she tore her mouth free from his to gasp a name.

"Marissa!"

The shock of it jolted through Jerry like a flash of electricity, and other reflexes took over, rolling him from between his Mom's spread legs and onto the bed itself, where he threw a startled glance at the open bedroom door. Then he pawed for the sheet, trying ineffectually to cover his naked body. Another woman was standing frozen in the doorway, her dark eyes wide and stunned, her red mouth working convulsively, but not making any sounds he could hear.

Nina came off the bed, making it to the closet with a single long stride and flinging a pale robe around her body. Swiftly then, she crossed the room and caught the other woman by the wrists, holding her firmly.

"Marissa!" she said sharply. "Marissa Czeslaw, if you're trying to work up to a scream, I'll slap the hell out of you."

"H... Nina... I swear I had no idea... I swear I didn't know, couldn't think that you and... and him!"

Over her shoulder, his Mother said to Jerry, "Take it easy, darling. Grab a shower or something, and give me time to talk with her."

Wordlessly, he nodded, and watched his Mom steer the neighbor woman down the hall. Mrs. Czeslaw's voice floated back: "You haven't answered your phone and the car is in the driveway, so I knew you were home, and... Nina; your own son?"

Oh damn, Jerry thought, flinging aside the sheet. Mrs. Czeslaw from next door; they should have remembered that Mom was so thick with the woman, having coffee a couple of times a day, gossiping and going shopping together. If she and Nina weren't so close, she wouldn't have come nosing around the house; she wouldn't have caught them. wiggling naked together. He hadn't actually been fucking his Mother, but he'd been just about to, after eating that succulent pussy and then jacking off onto her belly. Now what the hell was going to happen? Maybe the woman would be so shocked, she'd run and fink to the cops or somebody; there was some kind of law, Jerry thought. Even if Marissa Czeslaw just accidentally spread the word around the neighborhood, it might mean that they'd have to find another place, he and Dad and Mom. Robot-like, his pole drooping, Jerry climbed into the shower and got clean, got shining and scrubbed, although he didn't know why. It was something to do, while his Mother tried to handle Mrs. Czeslaw somehow, while she tried to talk the woman out of doing anything goofy.

He felt too guilty to just hang around the room, though; it was his fault, too. If there was going to be any flak over what she'd seen, he ought to go out there and take his share, so Jerry slipped into his robe and found some slippers and moved toward the voices he heard in the kitchen. There was the clink of glass on glass, and the rattle of ice cubes. Good, he thought; his Mother had Mrs. Czeslaw drinking, settling her down some. Jerry came quietly to the kitchen entrance and stood there uncertainly. They had their backs to him, both of them seated upon the high stools at the counter.

Nina was saying, "Look, Marissa... what the hell is so bad about it? I don't think it's weird, and my son sure as hell doesn't. And I'll tell you something else... neither does Alan."

Marissa flinched. "You... you mean that your husband knows that you're laying your own boy... his boy? Oh wow! This is just too much to absorb at one time."

His Mom poured more whiskey into the other woman's glass. As Mrs. Czeslaw lifted the glass, he saw the firm movement of her tits, and thought maybe for the hundredth time that she was a foxy-looking chick. He had often sweated out the gleam of her legs when she took sunbaths next door, and always sneaked a look at the way her big breasts wobbled when she walked. She was built a lot different from his Mother; where Nina was long and slim, Marissa Czeslaw was round and shorter. His Mother was a shining blonde, and the other woman had deep black hair that went well with her olive complexion. She was about his Mom's age, Jerry thought, give or take a year one way or the other, and plenty sexy looking. If he hadn't been so wrapped up in dreams of his Mother, maybe he would have thought a lot more about fucking the neighbor wife. But back then, both ideas had seemed impossible. Now, he didn't know. It was an idea.

Marissa said then, "You told me about a couple of guys, and that was okay. I mean, I've even been thinking about looking around for some extra love-life myself, but your own?"

"Oh shit, Marissa," his Mother said in exasperation. "Because he's my own, that makes it all the better. You know why I couldn't answer the phone, why I didn't come to the door? Because that wonderful, horny kid has been giving me the fucking of my life, day and night, for all that time. It's never been so good for me. And when you came to the bedroom, did you see him?"

The other woman drank, and Nina poured booze over the ice cubes. Then Marissa said slowly, a little thickly, "Then you mean it wasn't my overworked imagination? He... he really has a thing that big? I thought it might have been the angle I saw it from, or maybe the shock, or something. It's really that big?"

Nina laughed low in her throat and crossed her legs. Jerry eyed the golden expanse of thigh that showed when the robe slipped back. His Mom said, "I didn't know they grew to that size, either. But that beautiful, gigantic 11-inch prick isn't the only thing that makes my Jerry so special. That boy loves me like a wife, a mistress, a whore, and I'm damned happy that I was the woman who was privileged to take his cherry. I don't think anybody else could have done him justice and taught him about sex so well. He's unbelievable, Marissa; he's always hard, and he can fuck you tenderly or overpower you with his strength, hammering that long, thick meat into your pussy until you're ready to faint, you've cum so many times. He can eat out your cunt until you wish he could put all his head inside it and just swallow you down. I can't tell you how many days I've walked around this house as if I rode a horse backback all night long. So I try to teach him not to be too rough with his size."

Wobbling her glass down to the counter top, Marissa said, "But Nina, it's incest and all that. I mean, I'll be the first to admit that I don't get enough fucking at home, and it's not that Luke isn't willing. I could be too much woman for him, or something. But even if I was very hard up, I couldn't lay my own son."

"That's because you don't have a son," Nina pointed out. "You have a daughter. But you can bet your mortgage that if the situation was reversed, if your husband was the hot pants one of the family, and if you had to travel a lot, and if little Heather was as hot as my kid!"

"Uh-uh," Marissa disagreed. "Never, never. Besides, I never even imagined myself laying some kid half my age. A big, eager man... okay; but a fifteen-year-old boy? He... doesn't that monstrous thing bother you? Does it hurt?"

"Drink up," Nina said. "I'll join you. Here's to finding out. That's the most appropriate toast I can think of, right now."

Marissa had on a short dress, and it was hiked over her rounded, satin knees. Jerry found himself staring at the shadowy place between her parted thighs, up along those ripely formed thighs snuggled so slickly by panty hose. He wondered if Mrs. Czeslaw's pussy was thick with black and shining hair, and he felt a lift of anticipation, because he knew what his Mother had in mind. If she could convince her friend to get fucked by him, Marissa Czeslaw wouldn't be likely to run blabbing over the neighborhood, and everything would be cool once more. His Mom had said he would fuck plenty of other women, but he hadn't thought the chance would arrive so soon.

Marissa said, "What? Are you telling me... offering me?"

"Why not?" Nina said soothingly. "After all, you're a beautiful, attractive woman, a highly sensual woman who is restless because you're not getting enough good, hard cock at home. You're also my best friend, so why shouldn't I share my greatest happiness with you? Since we're getting down to the nitty-gritty, darling... I know you've been eyeing Alan and trying to get up the nerve to make a pass at him. That would be okay, you know."

"Alan? I don't know what... your husband, too? You wouldn't mind if I balled your husband, and you're offering me your son...  that handsome young kid with the... with that war club between his legs? Gimme another drink, Nina."

"I'll get some more ice," Nina offered, and when she got off the stool, she saw Jerry standing in the doorway. Lifting an eyebrow at him, she smiled roguishly and winked. More loudly, she said, "Don't you think Mrs. Czeslaw is a lovely, sensuous woman, Jerry? I'll bet she can be a terrific fuck, if she ever gets rid of her uptight ideas." He picked up the cue and moved toward Marissa as the woman swung around on her stool. Mrs. Czeslaw was pretty well smashed, he saw, but she still hadn't completely gotten over her shock, and the impact of the new, forbidden ideas. "Hi again, Mrs. Czeslaw. I agree with Mom; you're really lovely and sexy. I always thought that Mr. Czeslaw was a lucky guy."

"So... so calm," she muttered. "Both of you, like it wasn't anything to be caught doing it like that."

"Oh it was something," he said. "It was something wonderful, but I was just getting ready to fuck my Mother again. I wasn't actually fucking her. We'd been doing some other far out things. Does your husband go down on you, Mrs. Czeslaw?"

She quivered and clenched her hand around her glass. He saw the emotional heaving of her good, solid tits and the way she squirmed on the stool. A full-bodied older woman who wasn't getting her share of prick; a married woman old as his Mom, or older; Jerry felt the strong and eager lifting of his cock beneath his robe. His Mother had been right all along; no matter how much he loved her, he could crave another pussy, too. He wondered if Mrs. Czeslaw would fuck differently, if she would shake her round ass more wildly.

Wetting her lips with a trembling tongue, she whispered, "Not often; just once in awhile."

Jerry moved closer and touched his hard cock to the swell of her thigh. He could feel the heat of her sleek leg through the robe, and said, "Mom tells me I'm very good at going down on a pussy. I'd like to eat yours, Mrs. Czeslaw. I'd like to make you wiggle and shake and hump your hairy crotch into my face while my tongue slips in and out of your juicy wet cunt."

Marissa Czeslaw quivered, and her voice was shaky as she said, "You... you really know what to say to a woman, don't you? My husband doesn't even talk to me like that; he won't use the words right out."

Jerry pulled open his robe and pushed the length of his stiff shaft against her thigh, moving his belly back and forth. Her blurred eyes dropped to stare with disbelief at the head of his prick.

"My GOD," Marissa muttered, "it looks like a cantaloupe."

"Touch it," Jerry urged. "Feel it all over. Mom has taken it plenty of times, and she's got a nice, tight pussy."

The woman's hand shook as she felt his cock, and Jerry's blood raced at the touch of a new and different feminine hand upon his tool, and his own hands went out to gently cup the heavy breasts presented to him as Marissa leaned forward to observe his prick from close up. They felt round and solid, restrained by her bra, but even through it, and the material of her dress, he could feel the hard eagerness of her nipples.

Nina was beside them then, her hand covering her friend's upon Jerry's pulsing meat, urging Marissa's fingers up and down, pressing them upon the huge, flanged head and down the immense staff. "All this wonderful, boyish cock," she whispered hotly. "All for you, Marissa. Come on, darling; come on into the bedroom with us."

As if she was hypnotized, Marissa slid off the stool, her hand desperate around Jerry's club. "I... I have to call Luke first, give him some story about how... how you're upset and I have to stay with you for awhile."

The wall phone was close by, and Jerry stood beside the woman while she spoke to her husband, that soft hand locked upon his meat all the while. The idea was kinky, Mrs. Czeslaw making excuses to her husband while she held to a boy's hard cock. He grew more and more excited, because they had her now... he and his Mom had convinced this good-looking married woman she should stay here and get fucked by him. She wouldn't be tempted to expose the incest. They got her into the bedroom, where she swayed uncertainly, and Nina pulled the dress over her head, then the short slip, and Jerry stared hungrily at the olive-toned flesh exposed to his gaze. The bra cupped her big tits, and see-through panties snuggled the pouting shape of her opulent mound, flattening the midnight black hair that grew so richly there. It was groovy, standing bare-assed while his Mother undressed another woman for him, and Jerry massaged his prick in anticipation of the new feast it was about to get. Marissa stood quietly as Nina unhooked the bra, and the solid, heavy breasts fell out; their tips were dark brown, different from his Mom's nipples, Jerry saw. The panties came sliding down the sturdy thighs, down over shapely calves as Mrs. Czeslaw lifted her feet one by one. Her pussy was even more thickly bushed than his Mom's, Jerry saw; wiry black hair lifted profusely all between her thighs, deeply furring the tempting mound, and thinned as it worked up to her belly button. It was an interesting pussy, an intriguing pussy, and one that needed the good fucking he could give it. Nina moved her best friend to the bed and eased her down upon it. Jerry could see the woman's tits heaving in arousal, the quivering of that rounded belly and the tremulous mound beneath all its shaggy hair.

Marissa said, "You... you're not going to stay here, are you? I never... Nina, I always make Luke put out the lights, and to have another woman, even my best friend."

"Of course, I'm going to stay and see it," Nina purred. "For years, I've been wondering what kind of lay you are, and now's my chance to find out. Besides, darling... we're going to be sharing my son, so we might as well get used to each other."

Marissa closed her eyes, surrendering completely, and Nina motioned for Jerry to get with it. She lay down beside her friend, turning upon one side and propping her head on her hand. With the fingers of the other, she played lightly with Marissa's stiff nipples, flicking them daintily. "What lovely tits; Jerry will really enjoy sucking them."

He climbed onto the bed, his pulse was hammering into his cockmeat, and his belly was tight. It was great enough, getting ready to have his hard cock sample an unknown snatch, but it was better yet to have his Mom right there, watching. He didn't figure she would be able to keep out of it for long.

"Shall I go down on her first?" he asked, positioning himself between Marissa Czeslaw's luscious legs and staring down at the luxuriantly haired bush.

"I think so," his Mother whispered. "The poor girl has never really been loved orally, so do a good job, baby. You can fuck her after she's really been turned on by your eating her cunt. It's a gorgeous cunt, too... so hairy and plump."

The guy was right next door, Jerry thought; the man who was supposed to kind of own this juicy pussy, and Luke Czeslaw had no idea that it was about to be eaten. Smiling to himself, Jerry began to caress the still, lush body, cupping the melon breasts and feeling the hard nipples throb in his fingers. Do a good job, his Mom said, so Jerry forced himself to take his time. But when he lay down upon the softly giving body with all its plump curves, Marissa's lips were quiet, unmoving, and he had to work his tongue between them. Her mouth tasted of whiskey and something else... a waiting sweetness, an almost fearful anxiety that was childlike. Had he been like that, the first time his Mom kissed him passionately? She was married and much older than he; she had a girl almost his age, and she had been fucking her husband for a lot of years, yet here she was, frightened of getting something different on the side. That made him more eager, made him feel wise, strong, and experienced. So Jerry stopped tonguing her mouth and moved down to nibble her throat, to lick her ear. He felt a slight shudder of response deep within her body and caressed her large, billowy tits. The nipple he drew into his mouth to lave with his tongue was very stiff, and he kneaded the globe below as he sucked upon it. After paying the same kind of attention to the other tit, he kissed a hot trail down her rib cage and to the upper sweep of her olive-skinned belly. Now his hands were sliding over her hips and along her ripe thighs, and his tongue worked lasciviously, wetly, over her finely textured skin. Moving down and across, he suddenly plunged his tongue into the place where her thigh joined Marissa's hip, corkloving it there. The woman bucked in reflex, her lush hips swinging and her back arching violently as the strange sensation flamed through her aroused body. While she was still twisting, Jerry plunged his face into the thrillingly haired snatch pulsating between her plump thighs. He heard Marissa gasp in shock as his mouth burrowed deeply into the fragrant thatch, and realized that her cunt hair was quite different from his Mother's. Nina pubic hair was long and silken, ringleted in gold; Marissa's pussy covering was wiry, springy, and layered thickly, plus being black as a rainy midnight. Jerry drove his tongue into her labia, forcing it quickly and avidly between those juicy lips and deeply into the jellied velvet of her hole, eager to taste her love fluids, to know the exotic flavors of a strange cunt. The woman's crotch jerked and fell, and he licked avidly into her gash, sucked her cunt lips into his teeth, and worried them like a puppy mauling fresh meat.

"Oh lord, oh lord!" Marissa panted. "He... he's not just kissing it, like Luke does... he's really eating it! Uuhh! Oh! I can't stand it, can't take it... it's too much; too much!"

Finding her clit hidden beneath a rich hooding of sensitive flesh, Jerry drilled his tongue against the vibrant nubbin, and was rewarded by the sudden, quick lunging of Marissa's crotch into his teeth. Lapping furiously, tickling and sucking, he dug his fingers into the resilient cheeks of the woman's full ass and ate happily. She churned her pelvis and ground her hairy snatch to him, her ass swinging and rocking. See-sawing her pussy into his mouth, Marissa cried out throatily that she was coming, coming, before her voice was suddenly cut off, muffled into groans by something. When the violent waves of her seething climax subsided, Jerry lifted his dripping face and looked up the length of the plush naked body to see his Mother passionately kissing Marissa's mouth.


Jerry couldn't wait; seeing his Mom tongue-kissing another woman made him hotter than ever, and as he watched her cup one of Marissa's generous breasts, he climbed high between the woman's wide-spread thighs and aimed his swollen cockhead down into the thick brush of her steaming pussy. He could see the cunt lips now, all greasy and inflamed by the eating he had given them, looking juicy and appetizing. His flanged knob pressed down through the shielding fur and snuggled its blunt, leaking tip against the ineffable softness of Marissa's labia. They were blazing, and he quivered as he pushed his ballooned cockhead