Chapter 3
"I thought I heard something downstairs last night, Mother. It sounded like screaming or something. Did you have the TV on?"
Kathy nearly dropped her coffee, managing to steady her hand and avoiding Billy's stare.
"No. Well, that is, yes, I had on some program but fell asleep. Oh, your friend Brad stopped by," Kathy said, marveling at her ability to keep from reddening in the face.
"He knew I was on duty," Bill said, raising his eyebrows.
Kathy felt her cunt warming once more as she studied her handsome son. There was a resemblance between Brad and Billy. They were almost like brothers-certainly they acted that way half the time.
Kathy thought of her son in uniform, and she felt her blood bubble in her veins. She had thought Brad's visit last night would take care of her urges. But apparently it had only stoked her fires higher.
She sat there, gathering her silken gown around her body. "He just stopped in to say hello."
"Well, I think he's kinda dreamy in a way," Kitty said, rolling her eyes up purposely to annoy her mother. She knew Kathy didn't like her talking about men all the time. "I mean, he's as handsome as Billy is, without being such a creep."
Bill threw back his head and laughed, nearly choking on his coffee.
Kathy blushed furiously, feeling her pussy warming as her son accidentally leaned against her.
"And I bet you'd like a roll in the sack with him too, right, Sis?"
"Billy!" Kathy exclaimed, her heart jumping while her body felt as if it would melt under his mocking gaze.
Kathy reddened, unsure of what to do. Thank goodness Kitty rose from the table, pulling down her electric-blue short shorts and wriggling her ass provocatively as she walked toward the door.
"Well, I'm not going to answer that one. I'm meeting Jack at the tennis court," Kitty said, picking up her tennis racquet and giving it a few playful swings. "I'll beat him again I guess. I'm just too good for some of these guys."
Kathy wanted to say something, then realized she was alone with her son. Strange. Now, after what had happened with Brad, she felt oddly out of place.
Gathering up the dishes, she moved quickly, constantly checking her gown to make sure it was tightly bound around her body.
"Gonna rest up a little, Mom. It was a quiet night. But tonight's Friday-paycheck night, and the crazies'll be out on the street," Billy said, stretching his thick-muscled arms high over his head.
"I'll be quiet," Kathy promised, thanking God he would leave her alone. She had to get her emotions under control once again.
But control came slowly today for Kathy.
She tried busying herself around the garden. But all she could think of were Brad's strong arms, his prick fucking her, his mouth sucking her cunt, her tits, her throat while he fucked her.
The afternoon dragged.
Exhausted with the battle going on in her, Kathy left the garden and climbed up the stairs, feeling that same hot, concentrated feeling between her legs that had made her receive Brad so eagerly the night before.
She passed her son's room, the door now opened. Bill wasn't there.
She sighed with relief and disappointment, checking Kitty's room, then moving back downstairs to her own.
Kathy hesitated, her fingers trembling on the telephone receiver. She could call Brad. She could invite him over for a friendly drink. Nothing necessarily would have to happen.
"Oh my God, what am I becoming?"
Kathy turned from the bed and slowly undressed, catching sight of herself in the mirror just when she had slipped off her shorts. She was trembling, staring at her still-firm body, her pert ass, her pendulous tits that had refused to give up and sag.
Reaching down, Kathy snugged the satiny crotchband against her cunt. She felt tingly and excited. Though she had fucked Bill's friend only a day before, Kathy felt excited, as if something big were coming down the track for her.
Kathy didn't know how to handle those tickly, weird sensations racing through her cunt now. And God only knows she should have. She was old enough, not some sniveling teenager!
She pursed her lips, rocking her hips and watching as her nipples poked teasingly at her bra.
She smiled. She was alone. Kathy laughed softly, unhitching her bra and letting her tits fall softly against her heaving upper chest. Yes, she was still beautiful, still desirable! She would still turn heads if she had the nerve to wear cheap dresses.
Raising her hands, Kathy cupped her tits, rubbing the rounded bottoms, then flicking her thumbs over her stiff, half-inch-long nipples. It made her knees shiver.
She thought of Brad again, of how he had licked her pussy, had bitten her there while fingering her cunt. Her face burned while her ass clenched, unclenched, then tightened again.
He had licked her pussy before driving his cock into her. Later he had promised to tell no one, especially her son. But could she trust him?
Kathy turned, looking at herself again, sucking in her flat stomach. She realized she was petite in a way, although her flaring hips and large tits belied her smallish figure.
Kathy passed her fingers lightly through her blonde hair, feeling her scalp tingle. Her body was ready for something, for someone.
"Getting ready for a date, Mom?"
"Oh my God!"
Her son's voice boomed through the bedroom.
Snatching her bra and shorts up from the floor, Kathy held them protectively over her tits. Her face flamed beet red while she stammered out an explanation.
"You shouldn't be here. I was just looking at myself, wondering if ... if I were still attractive. Every woman wonders that," Kathy began, realizing she was talking to her son as if he were her husband or lover rather than her sibling. She shook her head, trembling while Billy stood there, half-dressed in his policeman's uniform. He seemed to hesitate over something, scratching his chin thoughtfully. "I-I thought you were asleep anyway."
"I was. Went out to look for you. Didn't think I'd come back and see a real show."
Kathy reddened again. Walking up to the doorway while still clutching her discarded clothes to her half-naked body, Kathy grabbed the door.
But so did Billy. His hand shot out, keeping the door opened while he stepped into his mother's bedroom.
"No, no...."
It was as if her dreams, or nightmares, were coming true right in front of her face. Kathy backed away, unsure of what to say or do.
"I've gotta be crazy," Bill said with half a laugh, shaking his head. "But I can't stop feeling what I do!"
"Oh God, Billy! Don't say it! Please don't say it!" Kathy begged.
Nothing more was said. But Billy took his mother's clothes from her tits, throwing them down onto the floor while he stepped up to her.
Kathy's breath caught while her heart stopped, then started again. It was happening! What she had been thinking all along was coming true!
"I don't know what the fuck they'd do to me on the force if they found out. But I don't care right now."
He passed one hand over her shoulders, down her arms, holding her tightly.
Kathy was standing on her toes, shivering, as if someone were passing an electric charge through her pussy. She felt her son's hands cupping her asscheeks, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh while hunching up against her.
His gunbelt felt like ice against her belly, and Kathy drew back. But Billy quickly fixed that, dropping his belt, and along with that, his trousers. She saw her son stepping from them, pulling off his T-shirt, then pulling her loins tightly against his body.
Kathy still couldn't believe this was happening. She felt the hot bulge of his prick trapped in his jockey shorts. It rubbed up against her belly. He was so tall, so big, so forbidden to her. But she was excited past anything that could be called sanity or morality.
"Ohhh, Son, we shouldn't do this! Please, don't make me do this!" Kathy begged, not having her heart in the plea.
"You want this as much as I do, right, Mom?"
Kathy couldn't answer. She knew he could tell from the way she leaned against him, from the way she looked up at his too handsome face.
When Billy circled her small neck, massaging the sore muscles there, Kathy couldn't help but push back against the heavenly feeling. She was shameless, a shameless bitch. But a bitch who couldn't help the feeling coursing through her veins right now.
"There...." Billy said.
He was pushing her toward the bed, the same bed she and Brad had rolled and fucked on the night before.
Kathy felt Billy's hands pushing down her panties, sliding them to her knees while shoving her gently to the bed. He bent to touch her outer cuntlips.
Kathy sucked in air and jerked her ass back. The danger of it all raced through her mind, making her feel as if she had chugged a bottle of vodka all in one gulp.
"Wow, you wanna fuck bad! It's so soft, Mom, real soft," he said, bending lower and kissing her belly.
"No, please, no...."
"Oh, Mom, this is gonna be great, real great!"
Kathy bit her lip as her son kissed her chin.
When she felt him licking one of her nipples until she felt the tiny red finger push up, she arched her back, her son Billy towering over her and making her feel alive for the first time in years! "Ohhhhhhh...."
"I wanna fuck you bad, Mom, real bad!" Billy confessed, getting on his knees and pushing his mother back onto her bed.
Kathy submitted, letting out a gasp of air while squirming her ass against the coverlet.
He was sucking one nipple all the way in his mouth now. She looked up, watching his moustached upper lip moving as he sanded the itchy tip lightly with his tongue. She could feel his teeth working over her areola while his hands were inching up her thighs. He purposely was fingering her slowly, watching as her pussy swelled open and grew so very hot and moist!
How she wanted him, needed her son's touch. And now she was giving into it, surrendering to him.
Kathy smiled, her smile turning into a grimace when she felt a particularly powerful spasm pass through her cunt.
"Now, you'll see me, Mom, like you've never seen me before!"
Kathy held her breath, watching as Billy pushed his shorts down. His prick sprang up, a good deal thicker and longer than his father's, nearly the same size as Brad's. Her head spun as her lips parted.
"Oh, Billy...."
She started to rise. But her son pushed her back onto the bed, his strong hands clamping over her upper thighs while he wedged his head against her cunt. The suddenness of it made Kathy buck her ass. She clawed at the air, her eyes rolling back into her head while strands of her blonde hair clung to her cheeks.
She could feel her son's tongue wriggling around down there. And he was doing it so deep! She was being fucked with his tongue more fervently than Brad had done with his. She groaned, her cunt spreading wetly against her son's mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" The vibrations of her son's groaning shook her to her soul.
Kathy arched her spine, digging her head into the crushed pillow while writhing against his clawing fingers. She felt his fingernails scraping against her cunt-flesh while the tip of his tongue teased the red, wet flesh between her inner and outer cuntlips.
She hunched furiously against his mouth in jerky fucking movements, clawing at the air while she let out a muffled scream. How she wanted to have him fucking her now! She wanted to feel that fat cock pushing through her cunt, filling her up while she hugged his strong-muscled body against hers.
"Now, Mom, now!"
Billy climbed onto her, holding his mother down by the shoulders while dragging his prick up until the head of his cock was pushing against her fuzzy, wet cunt. Kathy rolled her head from side to side, not believing this was happening. Her cunt burned, the juice oozing from her hole until her ass was wet with it.
She inched her legs up, feeling her cuntlips pull back. She was opened to him, the insides of her knees hugging his hips tightly. She felt his breath panting against her throat while his chest flattened her tits.
"Fuck me, fuck me...." Kathy groaned, freezing, as if someone had knifed her in the belly.
He was pushing in, holding his mother's head in both hands and kissing her deep while pressing his knees against her asscheeks and forcing his cock in.
Kathy groaned into his spitty mouth, saliva dribbling down her chin while she felt her insides stretching out around his fat bulbous prickhead. She could hear the slick sloppy noises of his prick squeezing in, scratching all those hot, itchy spots that were throbbing.
She groaned, clawing at Billy's back while worming her ass up, taking every inch of his prickmeat she could. God in heaven, she was fucking her own son and about to cum because of it!
"Oh, Billy, my Billy...."
It made her wild and dizzy just thinking about what was happening. The bed groaned as he slipped forward, pushing all of his nine inches into her cunt.
She felt her son moving his hips from side to side, working his cock around in her, pushing his prickhead against her womb!
Again Kathy let out another cry, strangling on her own sobs as she took in his tongue and wriggled hers against it. It was a battle for life, it seemed, as she pranced her ass for more dick-meat. The headboard clattered against the wall behind her as she fucked wildly.
Billy pulled his cock halfway out, the suction drawing her guts down. Kathy whimpered, feeling her cuntwalls shrinking back together and rubbing together.
He couldn't be pulling out! She wouldn't let him! She had to have that cock fucking her as much as she needed blood in her veins!
"Uhhhhhh!"
His prick was back in again. She could feel his balls pillowing up against her upturned ass while his fingers crawled up her belly, kneading her tits. How she loved it when he turned her tits inward and rubbed her nipples against one another! She kissed her son harder, bobbing her ass up and down, trembling, waiting for more prickmeat.
Billy worked his hips again, then pulled his cock out, only to shove back in with more force. Kathy held her breath, feeling a hot/chilly flash of incredible delight explode over her clit. She felt her son's heart pounding close to hers. She was aware of his legs, his chest, his muscled arms holding hers. His fingers were digging in her tits, raking across her nipples while his prick jerked in her cunt.
He was going to cum! She knew it! He w going to shoot in her cunt!
"Uhhhhhhh, Billy, oh God, God...."
Kathy jerked her ass around, arching he spine and dancing her ass around for more sensation.
She could feel herself working up to a climax. She felt his prick gouging hotly inside her cunt, probing, penetrating her until she thought her son had discovered every hot wet secret between her legs.
"Mom, gonna ... uhhhh, gonna do it!"
The hot itch became an ache, an ache for something far more intense. Kathy threw back her head and let out a cry, feeling herself become dazed with lust. She couldn't keep her ass still at all now. She was riding his prick now, feeling him fucking her faster and faster until juices sprayed out against her rolling ass.
She was going to cum!
Kathy felt the huge prick inside her cunt increase its jerking spasms. It was throbbing with a raging fury. Each time her slick folds oozed hot juice over his prickhead, Kathy thought she would die.
"Fuck ... oh, Mom!"
And then it happened.
Kathy babbled, tossing her hips around with wild abandon while she sealed her lips against Billy's and came with a hot, raging fury. She felt the hot jets of cum burning into her convulsing cunt like acid!
Kathy came, the sharp peak piercing her body and brain like a thunderbolt! She cried into her son's mouth, clawing at his shoulders while her legs kicked high and beat against his lower back.
She was cumming against his prick, surrendering to her own son!
Kathy thrashed and grunted, dancing her shivering white asscheeks against the mattress while Billy dumped his load of spunk into her cunt.
The world spun around and around as Billy spurted more and more cum into her cunt.