Chapter 2
Julie walked slowly up to her son, feeling his eyes burn into her spongy tit-flesh while hot twat-juice continued to ooze out from between her dark-red slash and drip down her trembling thighs.
"Wow!" Byron commented loudly as he saw her outer snatch-lips quivering with excitement. Her cunt hairs seemed to bristle with sexual electricity as Julie stood only inches away from her son's flushed face.
"Ohhhh, fuck me!" Julie moaned as she ground her thighs hard together, wiggling her wet, trembling pussy at him like some kind of battle flag.
"Right on, Mom," Byron said as he watched Julie reach down and start to stroke her clit again. She groaned, closing her eyes and rolling her head from side to side as she drove the fingers of her right hand deep into her juicing cunt. Julie hunched her thighs forward as she felt her pussy-walls clamp down hard on her hand.
"Can't have you jacking off." Byron said as he reached out and wrapped his powerful fingers around her slender thighs. Julie cried out in delighted surprise as her son pulled her roughly forward.
"UNNNNGHH!" she groaned as she felt Byron's nose dig deep into her mushy cunt. The boy's tongue poked tentatively at her blood-engorged outer labes. He slid it up the full length of her twat-lips, driving it gently against her erect clit before he pulled it slowly down her shuddering, steaming box.
"ARRRGHHHH! DON'T! DON'T!" Julie protested wildly as she felt Byron rub his nose harder and harder against her aching box. She could feel the swollen, aching snatch membranes stretching deliciously as Byron's tongue and nose pushed slowly inward.
"Hey, I'm not going to take you on standing up!" the boy protested as he pulled her forward.
"OHHHHH!" Julie cried out as she lost her balance and crashed forward into the bed.
"Mmmmm, could fuck you in the ass, but I've got to try your cunt first," Byron joked as he reached over and rolled his mother over on her back.
"Fuck! Fuck!" Julie cried out softly as she pulled up her knees and stretched apart her puffy labes with her hands. The cool air of the room drifted into her steaming twat, creating a tornado of sexual lust as her son bent forward and pushed his head hard between her raised legs.
"OHHHH, DON'T TEASE ME!" Julie cried out desperately as she felt Byron's tongue poke tentatively at her puffy labes. He slathered his spittle up the full length of her cunt-lips again as he reached forward and started stroking her spongy, hot tit-flesh.
"Squeeze 'em. Squeeze my tits and nipples!" Julie moaned as she closed her eyes.
"Just like a good boy, I listen to my mom, Byron said jokingly as he tightened his grip on her mammoth boobs.
"AIEEE!" Julie cried out. Every time her son squeezed her tits, mashing her nipples in with his thumbs, her crotch fluttered excitedly and a fresh torrent of cunt-juice seeped out from between her reddened cunt-lips. "More! More!" Julie begged as she felt her son's fingers move up and rest on the inner surface of her left thigh. They were moving upward towards her juicing cunt.
"Fuck MEEE! FUCK MEEE!" Julie cried out again, wanting Byron to stop the foreplay now. She was getting tired of the delay. Now all she could think about was her son's thick, meaty prick that was beating against her upturned ass-cheeks. She wanted it stuffed between her quivering twat-lips now. She wanted to feel it driving down her fuck-tunnel, deeper and deeper until it plowed through to her shit-hole.
But Byron was too busy eating out his mother to worry about fucking her right now. The boy slid his right forefinger past his spearing tongue and nose until it bumped against Julie's clit. The sudden brushing sent shocks of unspeakable pleasure ripping through her snatch and asshole.
"AIYEEE! AIYEEESE! ARRRGHHHH!" Julie screeched wildly as Byron continued to rub her swollen clit with his forefinger. He stroked the fleshy, tiny organ up and down at first, then rubbed it across its pointed tip before pushing it down. Then he let it go quickly, letting it spring up into the air before he repeated the process over again. All the while he continued to lick savagely at Julie's puffy labes, trailing the tip of his thick tongue along the inner surfaces of her pussy-lips while he toyed with the tight, kinky curls of her juice-saturated cunt hairs.
"ARRRGHHHH!" Julie cried out mindlessly as she threw her thighs high into the air, impaling her pussy on her son's probing tongue, nose and finger while she wrapped her fleshy legs tightly around his bobbing head.
"Ohhh, Mom," Byron moaned as he moved his finger slowly over her slick membranes, down to the bottom junction of her twitching pussy-lips. She could feel its callused skin scraping along her slippery cunt-walls. Byron left off fingering her clit all right, but didn't leave her tiny organ alone for one second. He was nibbling on her tiny spear now, driving his mother closer and closer to the massive climax that was building deep in her gut. It had been almost two years since Julie had felt anything like this. Jim could never have brought her close to what she was feeling now. Like father, like son, Julie thought to herself as she screamed and moaned, throwing her hips up in the air again, then slamming them back down onto the sweat-stained bedspread. She screwed them deep into the mattress as a series of pre-orgasmic spasms tore through her violated, sucking pussy.
"FUCK MEEE! OH GOD, FUCK MEEEE! RAM THAT ROD INTO MY SNATCH! OH SHIIIITTTT! FUCK MEEEE!"
"Christ!" Byron cried out as he leaned back and looked at his groaning, thrashing mother.
"Fuck me!" Julie cried out in a little girl's 'voice, whimpering and begging for her son's prick.
Byron stared at her nipples. They poked angrily into the air as her swollen tits heaved up and down on her panting chest. Julie's slender, firm body was covered with a mixture of sweat and water as she writhed on the bed, begging her son to fuck her. Byron leaned forward, extending his muscular arms and putting them on either side of her shoulders as he bumped the swollen tip of his jerking prick against her steaming hot, quivering snatch.
"OHHHH! UMMMM!" Julie groaned as she felt the hot skin of his cock-head rub up against her slick snatch-lips. His balls rubbed against her smooth ass-cheeks as Julie felt the tip of his shaft tentatively poke against her box.
"I'm going to drive this mother-fucker in you now," the boy groaned deep in his throat.
"Ohhhhh, yessss," Julie moaned, turned on by Byron's determination. She raised her legs even higher and reached between them to grab his cock in one hand. She used her other hand to spread her reddened pussy-lips wide apart.
"OHHH, SHIT, MOM!" Byron cried as he hunched forward..
Julie rubbed the pulsating, purple cock-head over her soft, mushy pussy, covering it with a thick layer of the freely flowing snatch-juice as Byron groaned wildly.
"NOW! FUCK ME NOOOW!" Julie cried out, hunching her thighs forward helplessly.
"Fuck! FUCK!" the boy answered her as he inhaled sharply, then pushed forward with his muscular ass. This thick prick-head slammed against Julie's puffy labes like a hard, fleshy battering ram.
"ARRRGHHHH! OHHHH, GODDDD!" she cried out in delight as she felt her swollen snatch-lips stretch apart and clamp over her son's invading cock. As the meaty knob slid in, Julie's trembling pussy-lips clamped over it, trapping it deep in her fuck-tunnel. It was obvious that Byron didn't want to bury the full length of his dong into his mother's pussy yet. He crouched over her like an animal ready to pounce on its prey, rotating his powerful ass slowly in a clockwise direction, churning the tip of his prick around and around Julie's sucking hole. He was reaming out her box, making it bigger to accept the full length of his thickly veined pole more easily when he decided to ram it completely in. The two of them lay quietly on the bed for several minutes in that position, panting wildly as they both absorbed the delicious feeling that comes just at the brink of fucking. "OH, GOD! I CAN'T TAKE THIS! I CAN'T TAKE THIS! FUCK ME NOW! FUCK ME NOW!"
Byron opened his eyes and looked down at his begging mother, smiling broadly at her.
"Okay, Mom," he said softly.
Julie groaned as her son obediently hunched forward. Byron twisted his body back and forth, rotating his sweaty thighs so that his shaft screwed its way deeper and deeper into her squishy pussy. The spongy, hot cock-head reamed out her sucking hole like a diamond-tipped drill, pushing farther and farther into her gut. Julie tossed her head from side to side, grinding her thighs deep into the mattress, then heaving them up to screw her box onto Byron's sinking dick.
"JAM IT! JAM IT! STICK THAT FUCKING COCK OF YOURS INTO MY CUNT! OOOHHH, GOD! FUCK ME! SHIIIIT! SHIIIT! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! UNNGH! WAWWWW WHHHHH! OH, GGGODDD! SCREW THE SHIT OUT OF ME! FUCK! FFFUUUCCCKKKK MMEEEE!" Julie screeched as she drove her cunt forward and up, impaling her body on Byron's driving, screwing, reaming rod.
"SHIT, MOM! YOU GODDAMNED FUCKER! SHIIITTT!" Byron answered mindlessly as he dropped his head on her tits and drove his prick all the way into her twat. The young boy sank forward, squeezing her, pushing her hard down into the groaning bed with his heavy, muscular weight as he drove those final hot, hard inches into her sucking snatch. Julie groaned with delight as she felt his hot, leathery fuck-sac brush against her upturned ass-cheeks. At the same time Byron reached up to squeeze her tits once more between his strong fingers.
"NNNNGHHHH! NNNGHHH! OH, FUCKIN' GOD! OHHHH, JEEESUS! YOU FEEL SO GOOOOD! YOUR LONG, STIFF HOT COCK FEELS SO FUCKIN' GOOD IN MY CUNT! OHHHH!" Julie cried out in unspeakable delight. She couldn't believe the deliciously stuffed feeling that was racking her body and mind now. She couldn't believe that she'd done without this feeling for so long! It was the best thing in the world-to be fucked like this. Long, hard, filling cocks slamming into her twat. That's what she wanted from now on. No more slam-bam-thankyou-ma'am type of fucks for her. If that was all Jim could do, fine. He could keep screwing her that way. But now she had Byron-Byron would take care of all her needs if her husband couldn't Her clit felt as if it were going to rip off her body and blow into the air. It was throbbing crazily now as Byron churned and screwed his cock around and round her hot, juice-slicked fuck-hole.
"OHHHHH!" Julie cried out, feeling her nipples squeezed tightly between Byron's strong fingers.
"FEEL MY BALLS, MOM!" Byron cried out as he raised his ass and pulled his cock almost fully out of her cunt before he fell forward again and jammed his prick all the way up her juicing snatch.
"FFFUUUCK! FUUUUCCCKKK!" Julie cried out desperately as she tried to grab her son's fuck-sac. But spasms of ecstasy were burning out her brain, making it impossible for her to do anything except buck, heave, thrash and moan. Her pussy was contracting steadily now, gripped in one long, hard come. The-ripples she was feeling now were only the beginning. Julie remembered the long fuck sessions she used to have with Chuck. It wound up the same way-those long, delicious contractions that gripped her clit and finally turned into a series of wild explosions that tossed her off the bed.
"NNNGHHH! NNNGHHH!" Byron moaned incoherently. His body was sliding over hers now on a thick layer of sweat and spittle. Loud sucking sounds filled the room as the air grew thick with vaporized snatch-juice and cum. The boy's heavy balls slapped noisily against Julie's ass as his breathing grew more uneven with each second.
"SOOOO GOOOD!" Julie groaned as she tried to pull her mind together. She felt everything around her disappearing, fading into some brightly lit cloud that was gradually surrounding her. All she could think of was her stuffed snatch and her aching nipples. Julie ground her teeth together as she decided to try to make a play for Byron's slapping balls. She reached forward and around her upturned thighs until she felt her son's nuts. They bounced against her butt with each forward thrust. Gently and softly Julie cupped his balls in her palm as Byron groaned, sweated and fucked.
"OHHHHH, NOOOO! NOOOO!" the boy shouted wildly. Julie looked up and saw the veins standing out in his neck as he tossed his head from side to side. Saliva dripped out of the right corner of his mouth and fell onto her cheek as Byron shuddered crazily. His cock was beginning to swell and twitch wildly. Julie bit her lower lip until it bled, then squeezed her cunt-muscles tightly together. This was it! Her son was about to blow his load deep in her snatch.
"OH MY GOD!" Julie screamed as she dropped her hand and dug her head into the mattress, grabbing the edge of the bed to prevent herself from sailing off into the air. Her legs spread wider apart so that Byron's jamming prick could slide easily in and out.
"OHHHH! WAWWWWWHHHH! WAWWWWWHHHHH! WAWWWWHHH!" Julie finally cried out. That big, massive series of explosions finally began. She could feel the first one go off somewhere deep in her belly, then another exploded closer to her cunt. Soon, it was like a series of bombs all strung together, leading up to her clit. Blast after blast blew through her quivering snatch as she clamped her cunt-walls down hard on her son's driving cock. Julie pulled and tugged at the plunging rod, screwing her slick pussy-walls around the trembling prick as she begged him to fire his load into her snatch.
"ARRRGHHH! FUCK! SHOOT IT NOW!" Julie screamed as Byron's cock continued to rip through her pulling, tugging cunt. It hammered against her throbbing clit, slamming down harder and harder as he raised his head and clamped his lips around her stiff nipples.
"N-N-NOWWWW!" he screamed suddenly as he drove his prick hard and deep into her trembling snatch.
"OHHHH, FUUCCKK!" Julie shrieked as she felt hot jets of scalding, sticky cum explode deep into her cunt. Byron's climax triggered the final orgasm in her pussy. Julie screamed like a madwoman as a tidal wave of contractions crashed over her spasming pussy. Wave after wave of orgasm racked her cunt, making her trembling snatch-walls grip Byron's spurting prick as she flailed helplessly and wildly on the bed. It was more beautiful than it had even been with her first husband!
"WAWWHHH! WAWWWHHH!" the two of them screamed. It was as if the entire world was exploding with her as her pussy clenched the boy's cock. It held the squirming, shooting cock-meat tightly, jealously as wads of jism leaked out from between her stretched cunt-lips and trickled through the mass of wiry matted pussy hairs, oozing finally down her trembling thighs to the bedspread below.
"SHIT! SHIIITTT! I'M SHOOTIN' AGAIN!" Byron suddenly cried "out as he banged his powerful thighs harder and harder against her reddening ass-cheeks.
A double come! Julie couldn't believe it! She'd read about things like that happening to other people. But she thought it was something you read about in fuck books. People don't come twice in a row! Not like this!
But there they were. And she could feel her son's shooting cock tremble wildly and send out more loads of hot sticky, teen-age jism into her snatch.
"AIYEEEE! AIYEEEE!" Julie found herself screaming as she felt her pussy blowing up with orgasm again. Byron's new load of fuck-juice triggered another series of explosions in her snatch. The two of them screeched, moaned, bucked, thrashed and heaved together again as the fresh climax gripped the two of them.
"Oh, my God!" Julie was finally able to say as she dropped her legs to the bed.
"Oh, Jesus, Mom," Byron said, lifting up his head and moving it up. He kissed her lightly on the forehead, then ground his groin against her crotch playfully.
"You ready to come again?" Julie asked in disbelief. She realized her son was one hell of a stud. But three times? Her pussy ached from the double come she'd just gone through. Julie didn't think her snatch could stand another reaming and ramming so soon.
"No," Byron chuckled as he squeezed his powerful ass-cheeks together and pulled his prick out of Julie's slackening pussy. "Just thought I'd put a scare into you.
"Oh, God, I don't think I've ever felt anything like that before," Julie said as she watched her son slide off the bed and walk towards the doorway.
"It's because you've never had me in your snatch before," Byron said with a wide grin.
"Well, there'll be time for that now," Julie said as she reached up and dreamily scratched her right titty. She could still feel Byron's saliva oozing down her hot tit-flesh.
"Maybe so, but what are you going to tell Jim?" Byron asked a little nervously.
"Oh, I don't know," Julie said, her mind troubled now by the reference to her husband. There was Gloria, too. What could they do about the two of them? She might be able to fool Jim for a while, but Gloria was a smart eighteen-year-old. She'd know in a second if the two of them had fucked.
"And then there's Gloria," Byron said, seeming to guess his mother's thoughts. "She'll know in a minute that- Hey, somebody's at the door!" Byron said softly as he ran out of the bedroom and towards the bathroom. 'You'd better get the hell out of my bed and get dressed!" he said as he ran into the bathroom.
Julie felt electric shocks of horror rip through her body as she kicked her bra and panties under the bed. Who could it be? Was it Gloria trying to sneak back into the house to see if anything was going on between her and Byron? If she took one look at that bed, it was all over!
"Answer the damned door, Mom. Somebody's ringing the bell," Byron shouted through the bathroom door.
The bell! Julie sighed with relief as she threw on her blouse and pulled up her skirt. It couldn't be Gloria. The girl's style was more of the climb-through-the-window type.
"Coming!" Julie shouted as she zipped up her skirt, tucked in her blouse and straightened her hair. It was still wet from the shower-a perfect excuse for telling whoever was at the door why she was a little late in answering it! She was washing it in the kitchen sink while her son was showering.
"Coming!" she shouted again as she ran into the kitchen, grabbed a towel and threw it over her head, then ran to the door and threw it open.
"Mrs. Hoover, I believe?" she heard a man ask as she proceeded to towel her hair dry in front of him.
"I'm sorry I'm late in answering the door but I was washing my hair in the sink and-" Julie started, then took a good look at who was standing in front of her.
"That's okay, Mrs. Hoover. I'm Coach Paul Brown-the swimming coach at Byron's school. I was supposed to call to see if your son was feeling better. But I thought since I was in the neighborhood I'd stop on by. I'm sorry I bothered you.
Julie stood in the doorway with her mouth opened. If there was a walking god on earth, he was standing in front of her right now. He was at least a foot taller than Byron, with thick, broad shoulders. A thick, black matting of body hairs was obvious through the thin white cotton short sleeved shirt. Julie felt her cunt contract as she stared at his broad, muscular chest that seemed to ripple with vitality and strength. Thick, black curly hair wrapped around the back of his ears. Julie had to shake herself to consciousness when she realized the coach was grinning at her.
"Oh, that's nothing-I mean the hair. I mean-" Julie began idiotically. She stopped, then started to laugh. "Come on in. Byron's in the shower I think," she said carefully. "He'll be out in a few seconds. Would you like some coffee?"
"No, that's okay," Paul said as he walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. Julie watched him spread his hairy legs widely apart as he looked casually around the room. The blue athletic shorts he was wearing were so loose-fitting that Julie could see the man's big, hairy balls under his briefs. Her pussy was still sore from Byron's fucking. But she thought she'd be able to take on his coach without too much trouble! Julie couldn't believe her feelings now. Byron's screwing seemed to have let loose a torrent of feelings that had been tucked away for the past two years. In a matter of minutes she wanted to throw away her claim to goody-goody housewifery. Julie knew now that she wanted to stuff as much cock between her legs as she could.
"Hey, Coach!" Byron called out from the living-room doorway.
"Hey, buddy! Glad to see that you're up and around. We've missed you around the pool. You know, your son's the hope of our whole team. I don't think we'd have a prayer against Hollywood High without him around our place," Paul said as he looked proudly at the boy.
"He's something else, isn't he?" Julie said admiringly, then realized that the tone in her voice was a little too personal. She wondered if the coach had picked it up. One look at him and she realized that he had.
"Yes, I suppose so," he said, looking curiously at Julie.
"Well, Coach. I'm going to finish drying off and I'll be down at the pool today," Byron said as he tucked the towel he'd wrapped around his waist more tightly around his body.
"Don't rush, kid. I don't want you getting sick again. The meet's just a little while away. You rest up today and get down there tomorrow. I'm sure your mother'll take care of you," Paul said ironically as he got up and walked to the door.
"It was pleasant meeting you," Julie said formally, hoping to cover up her apparent nervousness and guilt.
"Maybe I'll be seeing a lot of you," Paul said as he extended his hand and grabbed Julie's. He squeezed it and winked at her. "I mean, with Byron the hope of our school, I hope to see you in the stands cheering him on."
"Ohhh. Oh, of course," Julie said, smiling at him as he walked out.
"He's a sharp one, the coach," Byron said as he smiled at his mother.
"What do you mean?" Julie asked.
"Oh, I think you'll see soon enough," Byron said as he walked back to his bedroom.
Julie stood in the middle of the living room for several minutes, wondering if she would see a lot more of the coach from now on. She hoped she would.