Chapter 4
Tyrone was a husky, well-developed young man and to look at him you'd think he'd have no problems at all. But outward appearances can often be deceiving.
"Would you like to tell me what your problem is?" I finally asked, bluntly, when I saw he was hedging.
"Yes and no," he said quietly, "I mean it embarrasses me a little bit to talk about it."
"But you did come to me seeking help?"
"Yes."
"The only way I can possibly be of help to you is if you level with me and tell me what the score is."
He got the point and straightened up in his chair and said, "It isn't a pretty story ... it's sordid as hell, but if you have to know all the details ... I'll tell you."
"That's the only way, Tyrone," I told him, and then I sat back to listen. He didn't look like a young man who had a problem in the world. Certainly his good looks should be an asset to him. Also, he looked very intelligent and alert.
"It began with my old man," he said. "Dad was a horny sonofabitch. He saw my Mom when she was fifteen and got so carried away with her he had to fuck her. And that's where I came in. I was the by-product of this screw. Anyway, my Mom's folks would never have let her have me if they had had their way. She knew this. They were very religious. So, Dad suggested they elope. Mom agreed. She really dug him. I guess he was quite a cockman and knew how to please the women because he was married to another woman at the same time he was screwing Mom. He changed her name ... calling her Mary Smith. Figured they'd have trouble locating anybody with a name like that. Anyway, he moved her to a small town a couple of hundred miles from Chicago. And, damned if he didn't move his other wife there too. He had six kids by the other wife. Now, he didn't legally marry Mom. He just gave her this name Mary Smith and he called himself John Smith. The other family was outside of town and he shacked up with Mom in town.
I didn't think anything of it when I was growing up. But Mom did. She used to cry a lot and this always upset me. And then one day when I was only twelve years old she really got upset.
"What's the matter?" I asked her, when I saw her crying up a storm.
"Plenty," she sobbed, "your Dad has vanished!"
"What?" I gasped in complete shock and surprise.
"Yes," she cried, as she ran into her bedroom, threw herself down on the bed and sobbed.
"Mom, Mom, tell me why he left us."
Sitting up, with tears streaking down her face she explained my sordid past to me.
"Honey," she began, "your Dad and I never got married. You see, I was a lonely child because my Mom, your grandmother, died in a fire. My father left me with my aunt and I was alone. Your Dad saw me when I was only fifteen. I was waiting for a bus at a bus stop and he got so turned on he stopped and asked me if I wanted a ride. I knew better but I liked him so much, I accepted.
"And what happened?"
"He found out I was almost like an orphan and he showed me a lot of affection and I fell for him."
"And then he wanted sex with you and that's how I came along."
"Yes, that's it," she sighed. "My father would have had him locked up in jail and forced me to have an abortion. I wouldn't do that. Life is sacred ... I wanted my child ... I wanted you," she sobbed.
I hugged her. "But what about Dad?"
"He did love me but you see, he was already married and had six sons. He moved to this town, put them on a farm and went on his salesman work around the area. This gave him a chance to be here with me because his first wife would think he was away on business."
"Oh, my God, I'm a bastard," I exclaimed.
"No, no," she insisted, "I've seen to that. We got a birth certificate. Your legal name, honey, is Tyrone Smith."
"But you're not Mary Smith and Dad's not John Smith ... it's all a big lie."
That sent her into another round of sobbing. "Oh, honey, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," she cried.
I couldn't stand to see her cry like this.
Putting my arms around her I tried to console her, "Oh, Mom, I didn't mean it that way ... honest, I didn't mean to hurt you."
"That's alright," she sobbed, "I'm no good ... oh, my nerves."
"What can I do?" I begged, "I can't stand to see you like this...."
"Honey, if you could rub the nerves in my back, maybe you could help relax me."
"Anything, Mom, anything," I told her. She slipped out of her dress and when I saw her form lying there, a combination of sex desire and sympathy sort of swept through me.
I rubbed her back, but craved seeing the rest of her body. I knew it was wrong for a son to see anything sexually appealing in his Mom and this bugged me. I said nothing. But every chance I got to see her, I got excited.
This went on until one day when I was sixteen, she'd grown accustomed to having me rub her cause she said it helped her nerves so much. It was summer and I was in my swim suit and she called me into the bedroom.
"Honey, could you rub my back?" she asked. "Oh, sure Mom," I told her, covering my intense pleasure at the thought of it with a casual reply. This time I got up my nerve.
"Maybe I could do a better job if you'd remove your bra," I suggested.
"Alright," she said, sitting up and undoing her bra. She let her beautiful breasts fall out and when I got a look at those big round nipples I got an instant hard-on.
She lay down again and I started rubbing, keeping my eyes focused on her tits.
"That feels so good," she said, you know just how to rub me."
I kept it up until I knew she enjoyed my fingers feeling around the sides of her titties. I wanted to lie beside her so I could press my penis on the bed and get some sex stimulation and maybe push my prick off.
"That's enough," she said softly.
"Mom, why don't you let me rub you all over?"
"Oh, honey, I don't know."
"If you'd just slip your panties off I could rub your legs real good ... it'd really relax you an awful lot more."
"No."
"Please, Mom," I insisted, "I only want to help you."
"But, baby, it isn't right for you to see me naked."
"I'd just see your back."
"Alright, if you think it will help me," she agreed.
"You step out a minute and I'll tell you when I'm ready."
I got up off the bed, my cock so hard at the thought of seeing her naked body I was ready to shoot right then.
"I'm ready," she called out. I opened the bedroom door and the sight of her bare boobs, bare back, bare butt got me so worked up I started to cream.
I massaged her back real nice and then I began massaging her buttocks. This really got her going.
"That feels so good," she said quietly.
Reaching down between her inner thighs I caressed her with my one hand while I pressed on my penis with the other.
"You've got a nice soft touch, just like your father used to have," she said quietly. I figured she was enjoying it too. Hell, she needed a little attention ... and I needed this a lot.
"Oh, you mustn't do that," she objected when I pressed at her pussy which was peeking out from beneath her so invitingly.
"Alright," I agreed, moving higher so I could stroke inside her buttocks.
"Mom," I asked, "will you rub me down?"
She didn't answer for a long moment.
"Well, yes," she finally agreed. "Yes, I'll rub you down."
I kept on rubbing her back now and stroking the sides of her breasts which I could reach easily and this pleased her even if she made no comment.
"You go out of the room, honey," she said, "and I'll slip into my things and then you come back and I'll rub you down. I guess we both need to relax.
Living alone like this, always nervous about our next meal ... isn't easy on either of us."
Stepping out, I waited for her to call me back with eager anticipation.
"It's okay, now," she said. I returned to the bedroom and she had on her half-cup bra and those see-through nylon panties. The breasts looked so appealing when I could see their entire outline and her triangle was visible through the sheer panties. I got on the bed and slipped my swim suit off.
And then her fingers touched my back. The wonderful feel of her fingers gave me an instant hard-on. I almost started to tremble. She massaged me smoothly but never went near my buttocks.
"Why don't you rub me back there?" I said, tapping my ass and smiling up at her.
"Oh, alright," she said, "I suppose it might help you relax ... you seem to be trembling."
"I am," I smiled, looking at her beautiful boobs pouring out of her breasts. She did have a great shape. After all, she was only thirty-one and I was fifteen.
"Keep doing that," I insisted as she kneaded my buttocks in her hands. "Ohhh, that's beautiful ... keep it up."
Gripping my firm buttocks she gave them a workout.
"I dig that," I told her. "Wow!"
She reached between my legs and began massaging my prostrate just right.
"Ohhhh, that's great," I told her. "Keep it up." She massaged behind my balls and got me so steamed up I had to flip over.
My old dong stuck right up, its swollen head capped with a crystal drop of cum.
"You're a grown-up man," she said softly, staring at my prick. I gripped it.
"Yeah, I wish there was something we could do about it. It won't go down unless I jerk it off."
"I can stroke it for you," she said quietly.
She reached out and began manipulating my pecker. It felt fantastic to have her hand on my tool.
"Ohhh, I love it when you do that."
"I shouldn't touch you," she said sadly, "but it's been so long since I've had any sex."
"There's nothing wrong with you doing it for me, Mom," I assured her. "I get so hot sometimes I have to jerk it off."
"Alright," she nodded, "I guess it doesn't hurt."
"You know what would really turn me on?" I asked her.
"No," she said, jerking my pecker smoothly. "What would really turn you on?"
"If I could see you bare naked."
"Oh, son, I couldn't ... I mean, it just isn't right."
"Don't say that," I insisted. "The body is beautiful ... so what if you are my Mom? I think you're sexy and it means a lot for me to see you. It won't hurt nothin'."
"Taking your viewpoint, son, I guess not but what would people say if they knew your Mom was showing off her naked body?"
"If they had a Mom built like you, honey, they'd say ... 'strip.' "
Slowly she undid her bra, the huge naked breasts popped free in all their beauty. My eyes were fascinated by them. The large round nipples were erect. They didn't sag like some tits I'd seen. They looked as if they grew together. "What are you looking at?"
"You," I laughed. "Wow, what a set of knockers."
"I guess I am lucky," she grinned modestly, "they don't sag. You see they just grew out like this and they sort of have this fleshy support at the center that keeps them from sagging like a lot of women do."
"There are a lot of differences in tits," I smiled.
"Oh, you bet there are," she nodded. "I've done a lot of exercising. See my waist."
She got up and I studied her entire body. The huge breasts, the trim, slim waist and the graceful, curvaceous hips and trim legs.
"Wow, you're 37, 26, 37?" I asked.
"Almost," she laughed, "37-26-37."
"I was close. Now, I'm dying to see your beauty spot."
"Alright," she said, slipping out of her nylon panties. Staring right at me was the most delectable pussy I had ever imagined. I got so turned on I wanted to lay her instantly. But I thought I'd better work up to that gradual.
"Will you jerk me off, now?" I asked.
"Yes," she said softly, sitting down beside me on the bed. With her bare naked body so near I really got horny.
"Faster, Mom. Faster!" I begged her.
"You do have a big cock, don't you?" she smiled, her face reddening. Her boobs bounced as she jerked on my pecker. It felt fantastic.
Suddenly she put her mouth over the head of it and began sucking. I went out of my gourd. She massaged my nuts. I pushed her head down on my dick.
"Suck it, come on, suck it off," I begged.
Eagerly she sucked on my penis. I jabbed it down her throat and threw my cock to her. I was really socking it to her good when the damned thing exploded.
"Oh, God, suck it, suck it off ... eat it, eat it up." She licked it with her tongue and slid her mouth up and down its length. I was really enjoying myself. "Suck it all out," I begged.
Her mouth continued sucking until my cock was clean. Pulling her mouth off me, she leaned over and kissed me. Her breasts fell on my body.
"Oh, Mom, this is wonderful." Her soft breasts pressed on my chest. I wanted to eat her box.
"Can I eat you?"
"You shouldn't," she said softly. But I kept begging. I got down between her thighs and put my face in her pussy. She was getting so turned on the damned thing was wet and sticky.
"Ohhhh, suck me, suck me," she moaned. I licked at her pussy-lips and then I did what comes naturally, stuck my tongue in her twat and licked.
"Ohhhh, I love it, I love it," she panted. "Don't ever stop ... just keep eating me ... oh ... lover ... suck me...."
My tongue searched her cunt. I licked her small penis and she loved it.
"Nibble it, honey, nibble it with your teeth."
I did as I was told. She writhed around so much I had to hold her down.
"Suck me, ohhhh, suck me," she begged. She gushed in my mouth and I swallowed it. It tasted good to me.
When I pulled my face away from her cunt, I realized for the first time what had happened. I got so lost in the action I forgot I was screwing with my own Mom.
"You're wonderful," she whispered, "you're a wonderful son."
"Yeah, Mom," I said quietly, the realization hitting me with sharp impact. I was a goddamn motherfucker. This was awful. We both had to be sick to do it.
"You're not angry with me?" she asked eagerly.
"Oh, no, Mom," I assured her. "No, it was wonderful. It's just hard for me to realize we actually did it together."
I didn't say anything about it again. A week went by and I had a hot date with a sharp chick at school. I'd never screwed any of the fresh young pussy at my high school but I figured it sure as hell was time to find out what made it click in a fifteen-year-old chick's cunt.
The phone rang. I told Mom excitedly, "I'll get it."
"Hi," a soft voice said. "Hi, Debbie."
"Tyrone, I'm sorry but I don't feel well so I can't go out with you tonight."
"What?" I gulped. I'd been saving my balls for her all week long ... didn't masturbate once, no matter how hard it got.
"I've got the flu ... I can't give that to you."
"I'm immune," I lied, "I'm not worried about getting anything from you ... but I'm worried if I don't see you tonight."
"Sorry, Ty," she said, and hung up ... just like that!
I felt simply awful. How could she do this to me?
Mom was watching TV and didn't turn to talk to me about it. She knew what had happened, and damnit I did too. I went to my bedroom and tried to fall asleep. I glanced up and it was eleven o'clock. I was still dressed. I pulled off my shirt and pants and laid there in my shorts ... my big old cock so hard I didn't know what to do about it.
The door opened slowly. Mom walked in clad only in her bra and panties.
I looked away from her. It wasn't right to fuck your own mom and I knew it. She sat down quietly on the edge of the bed.
"I'm sorry your date didn't work out tonight," she said softly.
"That makes two of us," I said coolly.
"Why don't you let me help you relax?" she asked casually.
"How?" I asked her bluntly.
"Just rubbing your back, no sex, son."
The overpowering urge to have her hands on me compelled me to agree, against my better judgment. Sure, I knew what was right and wrong and I didn't like screwing my own mom. But I was horny as hell and had to get my rocks off.
She pulled my shorts down and just as I figured her fingers were soon slipping into my most intimate spots. She massaged behind my balls and her breath came short, "Feel good, honey?"
"Yes, Mom," I assured her. What she couldn't do with her fingers around my genitals nobody could do. "Why don't you take off your bra?" I suggested. "You really want me to?"
"Yes, Mom, I do. You got beautiful titties. I like to look at them."
She undid her bra and again her beautiful breasts got me steamed up. I turned over and she bent over and pressed her breasts on my legs. She wanted to eat my dick real bad. I could tell from the way she was pulling it.
"You want to eat it, don't you?"
She didn't answer but a slow smile crept across her face as she nodded her head.
"Go ahead, blow me."
Her mouth went to work eagerly as she sucked on my tool.
"That's nice," I told her. "That's real nice. Suck it for me."
She sucked real smooth and then let her mouth go down to its base while she massaged my balls.
"Beautiful. Beautiful. I'll cream too quick if you lick it like that ... slow down, Mom, ohhhhhh, I like that."
She was sticking one finger up my asshole, guiding my hips as I thrust my dick down her throat.
"Suck it," I said, reaching out and holding her head pinned to my penis., "Suck that cock ... eat it up ... go on, get the cream ... lick it, cocksucker, suck it."
Calling her cocksucker excited me. What had gotten into me? I cared about one thing and one thing only ... getting my hot balls off as fast as she could suck my prick.
"Suck it, suck that cock ... eat it, eat my dick, baby, eat it." All of a sudden I was living in my own illusion. Mom was my piece of ass. I didn't even think of her as mom. By lying to myself, I could enjoy sex with her all I wanted to. As my cock thrust in her mouth, and the pleasurable feelings surged through my body, it wasn't very hard to lie.
"Suck that cock, eat it up."
Her finger rammed swiftly in and out my asshole and I went out of my gourd. The sperm splashed down her throat in great gobs as I shot my wad.
"Ohhhh, eat it up, ahhhhhh, ohhhh, Mom, suck it, suck it off."
I really didn't have to tell her. She sucked on it with enormous pride and passion. She loved to eat my gook. I dug it too.
"Why don't you let me do you now?" I asked, eager to keep the wild fun going.
"Honey, I've got a suggestion," she smiled, "we can try something different."
"Alright."
"Your daddy liked to do all kinds of things. He called it Greek style. I get on all fours like a dog and you get behind me."
She did look tempting when her tits fell in front of her and her smooth butt aimed for my dick.
"Use that Vaseline, honey," she smiled, "rub it all around your penis and around my asshole too."
I did. "Now, baby, just pull my cheeks apart and drive it up there ... easy does it at first."
Gripping her buttocks with my hands, I slowly slipped my pecker up her ass.
"Ohhhh, that's beautiful," she said, "feels great." Driving it up there I socked it to her.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck it real hard." This was a wild way to screw. I never knew people did it like this. I'd thought of it, sure, hell who hasn't. But I never really knew they did it.
"Why don't you play with my pussy while you screw my ass?"
Reaching down I saw her pussy hair peeking up ever so nicely. I slipped a couple fingers in and fingered her while I fucked her ass.
"That's it, ohhh, now, you've got it ... keep that up. Ohhhh, I love it, I love it," she moaned as I hammered my cock up.
She threw her beautiful buttocks back to me. I turned on when I felt her coming.
"Fuck my cock," I commanded. "Throw your ass in gear and give me a good screw."
She ground her ass good. My old dong shot its big load. She came too.
"Ohhhh," I groaned, "this is beautiful. Fuck it, fuck it, ohhhhh, that's it ... fuck, fuck, fuck."
Her body was killing me. I pulled my dong out of her and rolled over on the bed. She plopped down on top of my chest, her soft breasts felt great.
"Honey?" she smiled.
"Yes, Mom?"
"You must never tell anybody about us."
I shook my head and promised faithfully. "Never, Mom, never."
"You don't think I'm a bad mom for liking to have sex with you, do you?"
I did but I couldn't tell her. Her eager eyes awaited my answer. She needed to get screwed, I needed a fuck now and then. But it wasn't normal. It was sick, sick, sick.
"We always have a good time, Mom, lots of fun."
"I'm so glad you see it my way," she sighed.
But there came a time when I didn't see it her way. I got a date with Debbie and I figured I'd screw her. I was just turning sixteen and I had bought a little sports car. I figured the best place to experiment would be the drive-in.
"Hi, Debbie," I greeted her one Saturday night as I picked her up to take her to the drive-in.
"My, you look nice tonight," she smiled. "Is that a new sports coat?"
"Yeah," I grinned, "you sure notice everything."
We engaged in small-talk until we got in the show. I parked in a secluded spot and I was glad the picture wasn't a flop. That would mean there wouldn't be many people watching us. Horror shows are the best sex flicks. They scare the chick and she likes to have you near her.
"Ohhh, that awful monster," Debbie gasped, when the evil-eyed vampire began sucking its victim's blood. I reached for her and she came to my arms quickly.
It was time to work on her body while she was worked up over the movie. A little strategy always helps.
I played with her breasts and she didn't complain one bit. Not until I reached under her micro-mini and felt.
"What are you doing?" she whispered.
I tried to downplay the action with humor.
"Nothing," I laughed.
"You shouldn't do that," she said tightly, pulling away.
"Everybody plays around a little nowadays."
"I'm not everybody," she snapped.
"Oh, baby, don't be mean to me," I begged.
"I'm not mean," she said, "but that doesn't mean you can rape me for the price of a third-rate drive-in movie."
"You're a nice chick," I said, gunning the engine and backing out.
"Where are we going?"
"You're going home," I said coldly.
"I'll never know how the movie ends. I won't sleep if I can't find out if the vampire monster finishes off that poor young girl."
"So you won't sleep."
"You're disgusting," she snapped.
"You should talk," I shot back, "I brought you to a nice movie and you wouldn't even let me touch you."
"I suppose that's the only reason you took me to the movie ... to make me pay for it with your filthy hands all over me."
"Didn't anybody ever lay you before?" I asked her.
"Yes," she replied, "but they did it with class. I mean we weren't going at it third-rate style the way you do. Dinner at a really nice place, and then he took me to a motel. Sure, it cost him a little but I guess he figured I was worth something."
"You little money grabber," I laughed.
"If I buy you dinner, will you sneak into a motel with me tonight?"
"I'll consider it," she nodded.
"How long does it take you to consider it?"
"Yes," she smiled, "I do dig you but I like to do things right."
I found a nice place to eat dinner and then I hunted for a fornication motel.
"I know the place," she said. "This cat who did it to me told me a lot of motels won't let kids underage use the rooms to screw in. But at the Plush Pad, they let everybody use the place for whatever they want to."
"Alright," I told her, "I'll go there."
I found it and she was right. The room clerk didn't bother to check ID and when I said, 'king-size bed' he didn't make a fuss.
"Oh, this is great," Debbie said when she saw our room.
"I think it's not bad," I said, anxious to get the show on the road.
She was beautiful, stripped without me having to ask her, It didn't take me long to get my clothes off I can tell you that. Then she asked the damndest thing.
"Ty, baby, I like my men to take a shower."
"I'm clean," I told her, "I took a shower this morning."
"Not clean enough for me," she insisted. "We can take the shower together, okay?"
I sort of suspected she was angling to get me in the shower. Sure enough when we were together in the shower she was soaping me all over and making a big fuss about me. I dug it.
She slid the soap up my ass and it tickled.
"What are you doing?" I teased her. "I'll slip that up your pussy."
"Go ahead."
I slipped it up her slit and she and I got to laughing so hard we forgot about screwing for five minutes.
She dried me off and I got on the bed and she had the ideas, let me tell you.
"Do you like to sixty-nine?" she asked, with a sly smile.
"Sixty who?"
"Sixty-nine," she giggled, "that's the greatest....
I'll teach you...."
"Okay, teach."
"You get your face in my crotch and I get your prick in my mouth and we go down on each other ... at the same time."
"I dig that," I assured her. "I really do ... sounds like fun." starting to come. I quickly slipped my tongue inside her juice box and licked away.
"Ohhhh, I dig that, I dig that," she panted. "Keep that up ... ohhhh, that's nice."
"Put your mouth back on my prick," I told her. "I want to shoot off in your mouth."
"Alright, but keep licking," she begged. Eagerly I returned to eating her pussy. She was fresh, young cunt and I really dug her.
We both worked hard on each other's genitals. Her mouth did smooth things with my dick. She took it off a second and suggested, "Why don't we eat ass?"
"Eat what?"
"Oh, it's the greatest. Tim had me do this every time."
"How do you do it?"
"You gotta use your tongue just right ... you slip it up there and lick all around the asshole. All of a sudden you get your tongue nice and stiff and then you shove it right up the asshole and tongue-fuck."
"Wow," I laughed. "You almost made me come talking about it."
I lifted her leg and her cute little ass looked at me. I licked around it and with one good thrust got my tongue up her asshole. She was still licking all around mine, pulling the cheeks apart so she could do it real good. Once I got my tongue up her, she stiffened her tongue and stabbed my asshole too. It felt fantastic to feel her tongue-fucking me.
"Keep it up," I panted, "keep that action going ... ohhh, I dig, I dig it."
In and out her tongue flicked. I returned to eating her ass out. Now I was so steamed up, my balls were on fire.
"Baby, you gotta get your mouth on my prick and fast."
"Okay," she said, taking her tongue out, "eat my pussy now."
Her mouth slipped over my cock. She sucked expertly, licking all around its head and then going down on it. I licked her moist pussy-lips, kissing me with a sucking sound, plunging my tongue in her twat finally and going to town.
"Ohhhhh, that's nice," I gasped as she tickled my ass and massaged my balls. I went back to eating her cunt.
Her clit was hard, I licked it real good and sucked on it like she was sucking on my prick. That turned her on.
"Suck me, ohhhh, baby, suck me," she moaned. Her mouth went back to my prick.
I jabbed it to her good, driving it down her throat. The feel of my head touching her throat excited me. I began trembling. She played with my nuts.
She was coming. I sucked her. Her hot juice tasted just fine. Pussy-eating wasn't half-bad.
"Suck it off," I told her, when I felt myself shoot my load. "Suck my juice ... suck it out."
Her head bobbed up and down and I drove my pecker back and forth.
"Fuck it, fuck it," I gasped as I shot my balls. When I pulled it out of her mouth, she was at me.
"Oh, baby, you taste good," she whispered. "I've had sex but never like this. You're the most ... you really groove."
We hugged each other. It was getting damned late. I knew we'd better be cuttin' out.
"I wish we could sleep together all night. I dig you. If you would hold me in your arms all night ... just one night," she sighed.
I hugged her close.
"We'll make it again, don't you worry!"
"We must," she whispered, "we must."
We got dressed and cut the scene. I got her home a little after one in the morning. Driving back to my place I got to thinking how lucky I was. Mom had taught me the things a man has to know about grooving. I was really lucky.
When I walked in the front door I saw her sitting there, waiting for me, with an anxious look on her face.
"Where have you been?" she demanded tensely.
"What's it to you?"
"Don't talk that way to me ... remember I am your mother."
"Yes, sexy little mother," I teased.
She jumped out of her chair and walked over to me, glaring up angrily. "Don't you ever talk that way to me!"
"Well, aren't you a sexy mom?" I asked casually.
"Yes, I am," she said, tightening her lips, "and I'm sorry I had to throw myself away on your father ... and now you."
"You don't have to worry about me anymore, Mom."
"Why not?" she asked, fear flooding her eyes.
"I found a chick to ball with."
"You mustn't," she cried out, "you're too young ... you're only fifteen."
"Sixteen, day before yesterday," I reminded her.
"Oh, baby, you can't throw yourself at these cheap little sluts."
"It's no cheap little slut," I assured her, grinning.
"Who is it?"
"Debbie."
"That's who you went out with tonight. You didn't tell me. I get it. You're through with me because you've got her. Treat me like a kleenex, use me, wad me up and throw me away like that," she gestured angrily slashing the air.
"Oh, hell, Mom, a guy can't fuck around with his own mother."
"It's a hell of a thing to say," she said.
"But it's the truth, Mom," I tried to make her listen to reason.
"You liked it, didn't you?"
"That isn't the point."
"Answer me ... you liked what I did to you, didn't you?" she demanded.
"Yes, yes, yes, I dug your snatch."
She sighed heavily, as if a mountain had been moved.
"Well, then, son," she grinned, "I see no reason why we can't go on enjoying each other."
"I'm going to bed," I said, walking away from her. She stood there, frozen in her tracks, a strange expression on her face as if she couldn't believe I'd found a chick I dug.
I was just about ready to slip off to sleep when I felt something touch me.
"What ... what's up?"
"Ty," she said, slipping her hands under the sheets and finding my penis. "Tyrone, baby, let mom love it."
"I told you, Mom, I got me a chick. She sucked me off. I don't want to do it with you."
"Oh," she sobbed. "Oh, my precious son, you don't know how your words cut me. They go through me like a knife."
"I don't mean them that way."
She was playing with it. I was getting hard again. If it meant that much to her tonight, maybe I should let her blow me, I figured. But I knew it wasn't right, yet looking at it from another angle-there was so much misery in the old world, certainly it couldn't be wrong to enjoy the human body sexually.
My thoughts were coming in incomplete spurts. I wanted so much to please mom but I didn't want to put myself into a crazy sex category like motherfucker.
Her mouth slid over the head of my prick. Her fingers worked on my nuts. I was enjoying it.
"Ohhhh, I like it, I like it," I panted, "suck me ... suck me."
She didn't need much encouragement. Her lips held it tightly as she sucked on my tool. Up and down her mouth moved as she sucked. It slid in and out until I couldn't stand it any longer.
"Suck it, suck it off ... eat my stuff ... eat my cock." This got her going. She slid her mouth up and down its length, licking on the head of it, letting her lower lip drag ... I was creaming.
"Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming ... lick it ... lick it up ... eat it ... eat it up ... that's it ... eat my dick."
She gobbled it down quickly, slowly sliding her mouth off it and smiling up at me.
"That was beautiful," I nodded, rolling my head back and forth.
"Was I better than Debbie?"
I didn't answer. Oh, my God, she was comparing herself to little Debbie. Debbie didn't have the experience. Natch, her snatch wasn't up to Mom's talented cunt. Her tongue couldn't know all the stuff mom did and her mouth couldn't know all the sucking tricks.
"Yeah, Mom, yeah ... you sure know how to suck dick good."
"Your father always said I was the best cocksucker he ever had," she grinned.
She was beautiful. Her juicy boobs invited me to suck on them. I pulled her close.
"Let me suck on them."
"Sure," she smiled. Tasting her smooth titties was beautiful. She kept them firm, ripe, round and ready. Dad was out of his gourd to leave a hot piece of ass like this with a horny son.
"Baby, would you like to do the real thing?"
"Yeah ... what's the real thing?"
She left the room a minute and returned. She held a small vibrator in one hand and a plastic container in the other.
"What have you got there?"
"A rubber ... a head rubber for you, son. I don't want you shooting your wad in my pussy."
"I never saw one of those ... I've seen the long kind ... but not one like this."
"This is the greatest," she smiled, "Dad used them all the time."
"I see, I see," I said, slipping it over the head of my prick while she massaged it until it was getting hard again. "You use this so the sides of your dong can get the sensations. The head has its sperm cover and you can feel the cunt all along the sides of the cock."
"That's right," she said, "you learn fast."
"What's that other thing for?" I asked, curious to know how she intended to use the nine-inch plastic vibrator.
"That comes later ... you'll see."
I got on top of her and she guided me into her. My cock slipped into her cunt like a finger slipping into a glove. Only this was cunt and much hotter. She ground it around for me and smiled that smile of recognition.
Smiling back, she knew I found her screwing movements fantastic.
Pressing my chest down on her boobs, I saw how smart Mom Nature was to make screws like this possible. I kissed her and her lips licked mine. Soon our tongues were Frenching as I flicked my tongue in and out of her beautiful mouth. With our tongues flicking, my chest pressed on her breasts, my pecker lunging up her cunt, I felt something else.
"What's that?"
"I'm putting this vibrator up your asshole," she smiled, "it's lubricated ... relax and let it slide up and then I'll turn it on."
It felt funny at first. Never thought she'd get it past my asshole. She did though. Then she turned it on and my old ass really felt great.
"Keep that up," I told her, "I dig that."
As she drove that thing up my asshole, I felt all the more like driving my hammerhead up her cunt. With hard thrusts I drove it up there.
"You're killing me," she panted, "this is too much ... I never had it like this ... ohhhh, Ty, baby, fuck me, fuck me," she was gasping.
Her face was beautiful while I fucked her. Fabulous expressions would flash across it as I drove it up at different angles.
"Oh, baby, that's beautiful," I gasped. "I'm coming, ohhhh, I'm coming."
My gun shot off! I felt her cunt muscles grab it and squeeze my dick. I never had anything like it before in my life. Mom was the greatest fuck ... I knew there couldn't be anybody who could knock it to me like she did.
I pulled out of her.
"Wasn't that great?" she asked, excited.
"You're a beautiful piece of ass," I admitted, "honest to God, Mom, you've got a real hot box."
I was tired now, I turned over and went to sleep. The next morning I was awakened with the smell of coffee and bacon.
"Breakfast's on," Mom called to me.
"Smells good," I said, "I'm real hungry."
"Thought you would be," she smiled knowingly.
Monday morning I met Debbie at school. She asked me, "Ty, baby, will you attend a little party with me next Saturday night. My girl friend, Lexie, is throwing a real groovy orgy."
"Orgy?"
"Oh, silly, you know ... orgy ... where people go and fuck each other ... it's a lot of fun ... you aren't a prude, are you?"
"No, no, I'll go."
The week raced by and Saturday night came very quickly. I picked Debbie up at eight and we drove around until ten when the orgy was supposed to begin.
Winding around the hills, I found the place.
"Her folks are gone for the weekend," Debbie explained. "Isn't it a fabulous place?"
"Yes," I said, eyeing the big mansion.
We went in and the first thing I saw was that everybody was naked. Out in the patio, I saw them swimming nude in the pool.
"Let's go swimming," she suggested.
"Oh, I don't know."
"Ashamed of letting people see it?"
"No, I'm not ashamed of anything ... I'm just not used to running around in the nude."
"You'll adjust fast," she smiled as she caught my eyes looking at the naked girl standing beside me.
The knockers on her were big enough to make any guy's eyes fall out.
"Hi," she smiled up at me.
Looking directly at her cute little pussy, I grinned, "Hi, yourself, sweet cunt."
"I like you."
"Come on, Ty," she said, tugging me by the arm. "Okay, okay...."
We got up in the bedroom fast and out of our clothes. Debbie had shaved her pussy, since I saw her last, and I couldn't figure out why.
"I think it looks sexier this way," she grinned proudly at her smooth box.
"It looked nice before," I told her.
"If you say one more word about my pussy being shaved, I won't let you suck it again."
"I'll lock my mouth up."
"Good," she said, pumping my prick with her hand.
We went downstairs, crossed the sharp looking living room and out onto the patio where the kids were having so much fun jumping in and out of the swimming pool.
I saw the big titted chick I had eyed when I walked in. She came over to me and said, "Race you across the pool."
I jumped in and began swimming vigorously. As I was about halfway across the big pool I felt something tugging at my penis. Looking down through the water I saw her smiling as she squeezed my hard-on.
She came up quickly, gasping for breath and laughing.
"You almost drowned down there," I told her. "That's no place to play with a cock."
"That's what you think," she argued, "water fucking is lots of fun. Everybody does it at orgy parties." I glanced over to where she pointed. Sure enough, one guy was driving his cock up a chick's cunt. It turned me on.
"Hey, you wanna try that?"
"Love to," she giggled. We went over to the side of the pool and I grabbed her and fucked her fast. The cock slipped in easy. She gripped my buttocks and pulled me to her.
"Ohhhh, I love it ... I love it ... how many inches have you shoved in me?"
"Nine inches," I lied, "nine hard inches of solid dick ... now you snap your cunt around it and fuck."
She ground her ass a mile a minute and gave me a wild workout.
"Oh, God, your're great ... fuck it ... grab it ... oh, that's it, that's it."
I shot my load. She clutched my cock in her cunt. I felt someone tapping on my shoulder.
"Hey, fucker ... remember me?"
I turned to see Debbie. She was standing with her shaved box so close I bent over and kissed it.
"Put your tongue up there," she said, "that's nice."
My old cock was still hard. I rammed it in the chick again and began giving her another fast fuck. While I tongue-fucked Debbie, I screwed my water-fucker.
"You're too much," Debbie said, reaching down and holding my head tight to her twat. She was coming. I licked and sucked her hot juices as I shot again. The girl grabbed my ass, pulling me toward her, while Debbie was grapping my head, pinning me to her cunt.
"Eat it, pussy-eater," she giggled.
I pulled my tongue out when I finished eating her and slipped my penis out of the water-fucker.
"Let's go inside," Debbie said, tearing me away from the other chick.
We walked inside the house. Everybody was forming a daisy chain.
"Let's join the daisy chain," she insisted.
"How does it work?"
"The men lie down on their backs and the women go around the circle and suck on their dicks.
I got down on the floor and Debbie got between my thighs.
"I'll begin on your cock," she said.
"Suck," the voice called out. All the women's heads went down between the men's legs and copped on their cocks. It was a real stimulating sight to see.
"Suck it," I told her. Other men were telling women to eat it for them.
"Stop," the voice said. Everybody laughed. The stop was called so quick nobody could make the gun go off.
Debbie shook her head. "You screwed that chick too hard, you should have left some juice for me."
"Catch you later, sucker," I laughed, as she went on to the man's cock beside me. Coming over mine was a nice looking blonde girl. She looked up at me with her tender blue eyes and she looked strangely out of place.
"Hi," I laughed, feeling more than a little uneasy about all the wild fucking action.
"Hi," she said, gripping my cock in her hand tightly.
"Suck," the voice called out. Her mouth went over my dick and her finger went up my ass as she guided my cock-thrusts. She may have looked innocent and all that but when her mouth fastened on my prong she was anything but naive.
I was really socking it to her good when the voice called out "Stop!"
She pulled her mouth off quickly.
"Goddamit, I was almost there," I griped.
"That's the exciting part of the game," she laughed, moving to the next man's prick.
A dark-eyed, olive-skinned, long-haired girl was pulling on my penis now. I hoped to hell, the host would call out quick cause I was horny and wanted to get my pecker off.
"Suck."
The brunette went to work, her hair flying about in a flurry as she sucked. I shoved it to her.
"Suck it off, suck that cock ... eat it up ... eat my prick ... ohhhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming...."
"Stop."
I pinned her head to my cock. She pulled away. The man next to me objected, "Better follow the fucking rules, buddy!"
I released the girl's head. Disgustedly, she glanced away from me, avoiding eye contact.
"Wow!" I said, as the cum juice flowed down the sides of my dick...."All that nice stuff going to waste."
"Change places," the voice commanded. The men were getting up and the women were lying back. It was pussy-eater's paradise now ... all the cunts lined up in a circle nice as you please.
Fate double-crossed me when a fat lady threw her legs out in front of me.
"Suck!"
I had no alternative. I got between her thick thighs as she spread.
"Eat my pussy, eat my dirty old pussy," she demanded.
I felt like splitting the scene. Orgies can be fun but they ought to keep a weight scale at the door. Overweight fuckers should be kept out.
I licked her cunt as she went out of her gourd.
"Oh, I love that, I love that," she groaned and moaned. No doubt she did because I seriously doubt if anyone would ever suck her cunt without some kind of pressure being applied.
"Eat me, eat me up," she said anxiously. I was as anxious to make sure she didn't come as she was to make sure she did come.
Mercifully, the voice sounded, "Stop!"
"Oh, hell," she complained. I smiled. She glared down at me. "Not much of a pussy-eater, are you?"
The next cunt in front of me was some contrast. A clean little blonde number with honey colored hair around her cute little hole.
"Hi, lunch," I laughed.
"Well, hello, tongue," she smiled.
"Suck," the voice sounded again. I felt like patting the host on the back for saying 'suck' this time.
I put my face in her snatch and eagerly sucked her. I'd learned plenty about pussy-eating from dear old Mom. I flicked my tongue up and down her clit and probed all over with my teeth. She really dug it when I bit. I had her almost there.
"Stop!"
The circle moved again. A redhead cunt spread for me. I moved in, zooming in tight with my tongue on her box.
"Suck!"
With precision thrusts I drove my tongue back and forth and ate her. She really dug it.
She was gushing ... I licked quickly. I didn't want the demented host to stop me now.
"Stop!"
Damnit, if she didn't pull her sweet little sucking pussy away from me before I even had a chance to finish eating. I was getting a bit disturbed with this Daisy-Chain game. I guess a lot of other guys were feeling the same way because the circle was breaking up. It was none too soon for me. I found Debbie and she led me to the bar.
"We need a drink," she suggested.
"I ... I don't.
"You're old enough to learn," she insisted, pouring me a shot of something. Handing it to me, she said, "I've been drinking since I was fourteen, and god, you're sixteen."
"Yeah, that's true ... I suppose I'm old enough to begin."
The booze tasted good and I suddenly began feeling light-headed. "Want another?"
"No, thank you."
"Why don't we go upstairs and see what's happening...."
A naked young man came over to us, and asked, "Can I join your party?"
"Party?"
"Oh, yes," he grinned, "Couples are three-way screws are using the upstairs bedrooms ... why don't we make it together."
I hesitated. Was he going to try to make it with me? This I had to find out. If so, I was splitting but fast.
Naked people were walking up and down the halls, kissing and talking dirty.
We found one bedroom available. "Let's lock it," he suggested. Debbie got on the bed first.
"What do you propose?" I asked.
"How about this?" the young man suggested, "I'll do it in her pussy while you slide it up her ass. Sound good?"
"I don't know about that," Debbie replied thoughtfully.
"What don't you know?" he asked.
"Nobody ever fucked my ass ... I'm a virgin there."
"That's the only place," he teased, playfully pinching her buttocks.
"I don't know," I shook my head.
"Come on, let's fuck," he said, turning Debbie's pussy around and lining up his dick. I got on the bed behind her.
"Grease it with spit," he suggested. "Spit in your hand and run some around her asshole. Then do the same thing around your dick."
I did it and then forced my big cock between her ass cheeks. It just wouldn't go in.
"Shove real hard," he urged me.
I gave one big thrust. Debbie howled, but I got it up her asshole.
"Now, just fuck it nice as you please ... only let's try to work out thrusts so we all come together ... that's the way it says to do it in the French fucking manuals."
"Oh, the French are real fucking conisseurs," he smiled, "I'm French."
"That's nice," Debbie said, pulling his face to her. "French me."
He held her tightly and kissed her romatically all over her face. She dug it and ground her ass real nice. Slowly, he slid his tongue in her mouth and soon they were tongue-sucking and tongue-fucking.
"Isn't that nice?" he asked her, smiling proudly.
"Mmmmm, you can teach Tyrone a few things...."
"No, he can't," I argued, "I might teach him what I know."
"We can't argue, the fucking manual makes a big point of that. Can't bitch around if you wanna' make it together. We were now rocking real good, his huge pecker shoving up her cunt, while my big old prick drove it up her ass.
"Oh, you guys are great," she panted. "I never knew three-way fucking could be so fantastic. Keep it up ... I like it up my ass."
"I told you, you'd like this," the Frenchman exclaimed. "Now just keep that cunt grinding ... that's it ... that's real good."
Debbie was churning her ass around just right. My old hammerhead kept driving it up her asshole.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck it," she begged. We both accommodated her very nicely, ramming it hard up her tight cunt, up her tight ass.
We couldn't keep this up for long.
"Ohhh, that's great, that's great," she gasped. I was building to a climax now. I tried to match my cock thrusts with the Frenchman's. Driving it in and out we both managed to maintain a certain tempo.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck me," she panted.
We both drove it in like crazy. And then we came ... all three of us on target.
"I'm coming ... I'm coming, ohhhhhh, honey, milk my dick ... twist your ass," the Frenchman cried.
"Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, ohhhhh, ohh, baby that's beautiful. One more time ... that it. Just like that, ohhhhhhhh...."
She groaned and gasped. "Oh, God, I loved it, I loved it." Gushing, the Frenchman slid around in her cum juice. When he pulled it out we got to laughing.
"You ought to give me your name and number," he told Debbie, "maybe we can make it again sometime at my place."
Suddenly jealousy surged through me. I didn't want her giving her name and number out to anyone. I didn't tell her this but I gave her the cold eye, but she was so high on booze and sex and the Frenchman's flattery there was no stopping her.
"Oh, sure, I'd love that. I must find some paper." She found it alright, but she lost me. I didn't like the idea of her cunt being fucked by every prick in town. Seemed sordid to think of sticking my tongue in there after every dirty gun got its load off inside the same tight little box.
I went downstairs and saw a sex show going on. I didn't think anything like this really happened. A big old black guy, with muscles that rippled when he walked was walking around like he was a slave being sold.
"How much, how much ladies and gentlemen for this fine black specimen ... who will be your sex-slave for one half hour ... what's my first bid?"
"One hundred dollars," a big-titted babe called out crudely. "I'll give one hundred American dollars to fuck that big black stud."
"You heard her ... is there anyone who will top that bid? Is there anyone who would like to screw with this big black hunk of meat hanging from this magnificent specimen of manhood? The lucky person who bids the highest will be eligible to perform for all of us."
Debbie scratched her head and stared at him.
"I suppose your pussy's on fire for that big black fucker!"
"He would be super ... look at that cock ... it isn't even hard and look how long it is ... I call that supercock!"
"Going once, going twice, do I hear another bid?"
"Two hundred dollars," a hard looking older babe with sagging breasts called out.
"Alright, going once, going twice, do I hear another?"
"If you want to fuck with him, I'll pay three hundred bucks for you to do it," the Frenchman told Debbie.
"Oh, would you?" she asked, her eyes lighting up.
He nodded, "Sure honey, but you gotta' promise we fuck sometime."
"I promise, oh yes, I promise," she said.
"Three hundred dollars...." Debbie cried out triumphantly.
"That's more like it ladies and gentlemen, this is one of the finest cocksmen in the country."
"Alright, going to the young lady with the great body, a sexy spectacle herself, going for three hundred dollars ... a half hour fuck in our big fuckathon!"
Nobody topped that bid. Debbie ran forward, leaving me behind. She stopped by the bar to boost her morale with another strong drink.
"Alright, ladies-gentlemen, pick your partners for the big event of the evening ... our 'Fuckathon'. This is to see who can shoot the most times."
Debbie went up to him, and he commanded her, "Suck my cock sweetheart."
"I thought you were my sex slave and you'd do whatever I told you," she said in surprise.
"Those days are gone baby, you're my sex slave now, get your mouth going on my joint and be quick about it."
The audience laughed, drum-beat music sounded on the stereo system and the lights dimmed.
"Fuck her real good," the big-titted chick called out bitterly. Her hundred dollar offer wasn't enough to get her cunt the big black cock she obviously desired. She watched excitedly as Debbie lifted the enormous black penis to her mouth, licking its huge head.
"Suck it just right ... take it in your mouth and just lick on the head of it." Debbie did as she was told.
She focused her mouth on its enormous black head. He rolled his head this way and that as the sexual excitement turned him on.
"Tease those big black balls," he commanded, "massage them real good, baby."
Debbie reached out and gripped his ball sack in one hand and massaged them.
"Let your lower lip drag over the head of my dick," he demanded.
Out there other people were doing just what he was telling her. It was like they were all hypnotized. I suppose he was considered the number one stud and the Fuckathon object was to prove his virility by seeing how many cocks he could outfuck.
"Ohhh, that's good, now take my cock down your throat and let me shoot," he said, gripping her head in his big black hands.
Debbie was a natural born whore. She liked this sex scene. People dug her too. They knew she was young and sexy and would do anything.
The black man drove his huge pecker down her throat unmercifully. For a second she tried pulling away from him. He wouldn't let her though.
"Keep eating, baby ... ohhh, that's nice ... I'm almost there ... you're gonna get a real nice load ... that's it ... suck on it ... suck on it."
In and out the huge hammerhead cock thrust. He drove it down her throat and with a grunt exploded.
"I'm coming ... I'm coming," he gasped, pinning her head to his huge pecker. "Eat my dick ... eat it up, eat it up."
How Debbie licked that cock! She ate him like his big black fountain wouldn't quit.
"Suck it, suck it off," he said crossly, keeping her impaled to his huge black pecker.
Then there was turnabout time.
"Spread your white legs," he smiled at her. She spread them excitedly. He got down on his hands and knees and crawled to her cunt.
"Suck my pussy, lover, suck it," Debbie demanded. He got in there and licked along her slit. Her pelvis pushed into his face. She was rolling her head like she was going crazy. He reached up with his big black hands and grabbed her white, soft titties, pinching the nipples.
"Ohhh, you're hurting me," she protested. He didn't quit pinching. Bending over, he continued eating her box while he pinched her nipples.
All the excitement turned her on.
"Eat it ... eat my cunt," she gasped delightedly as he lapped away at her slit.
When he pulled his smiling face away, the audience gave him a hefty round of applause. But the act was only beginning. He was hard now.
"Dog style," he told her. Debbie knew what that meant. She got on all fours and he guided his huge black meat up her cunt from behind. Slipping it out, he stabbed her asshole, diddling her cunt.
"Ride a good ass," he laughed, "that's it ... shove it back ... meet my dick-thrust, fucker."
Her tail really twisted as he ground his cock up there. Men and women all around were screwing dog-style now. Sure enough when they had a demo performance they got into the swing of it.
"That's it, fucker, fuck it," he said, thrusting hard up her tight asshole.
She'd gotten so used to his cockthrusts she knew just how to do it. Rearing back, she turned, twisted and gave his cock a real nice ride.
He bent over, grabbing her breasts in both hands. She loved it.
"Easy on the nipples," she begged, "they're sore ... okay?"
"Okay," he grinned, "I'll take it nice and easy...."
He did too. His main aim was to drive his big old dick up her thrusting ass.
"Oh, my God, I'm coming," he cried out, "I'm coming."
"My ass is ready," she gasped. "Fire away."
He drove it up, gripping her breasts firmly as he shot his load into her asshole.
"There it is ... ohhhhh, fuck, fuck, grind that ass ... grind it...."
Debbie twisted her tail real good for him. He pulled it out, playfully slapping her bare butt.
But the funny thing was the big black dong didn't go down. She rolled over and he laughed, "Let me fuck your armpits!"
Raising her arms like he told her, he managed to get a fuck going in her armpits.
"Beautiful," he said, "great fuck ... I dig armpits."
It was amazing the things that fucker could think of. The audience was following the armpit screwing route. He fucked it fast and shot his wad. Lifting her armpit, he revealed more of his creamy white cum.
He reached over to get a double dildo.
"What's that?" Debbie asked.
"A double dildo," he grinned at her.
"Wow!" she exclaimed.
"One slides up your cunt, the other up my ass. While we're fucking each other, you jerk me."
He got the dildo up her cunt, the other up his black butt. His huge penis stood straight up. She gripped it and stroked it. The audience dug this. No one copied that act.
"Beautiful," he told her. "Move that hand faster." The two of them were a wild fucking team. The dildo gliding up her cunt, sliding up his ass, her hand jerking his big black dong.
I'd had it. I didn't want to see anymore. I got my clothes, dressed and left her. She could find her own way home. When I got home, Mom was waiting for me.
"Where have you been?" she demanded. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"
"No, and I don't give a damn."
I walked away from her and slammed my bedroom door. Just as I got all my clothes off and was ready to hop in bed, she walked in.
"Son, don't be that way. You know how much I care for you ... what's wrong, tell me?"
I turned away and walked over to my bed and flopped on it. She came over and started stroking my back.
"Something bad happened, I know it, tell me," she insisted.
"Alright, alright, if you'll leave me alone, I'll tell you. I hate all cunts. Debbie is a cheap tramp ... a slut. That's all I want to talk about it."
Stroking my ass now, she lowered her fingers to my nuts and made them tingle.
"Oh, Mom!" I turned over, "I'm so angry at her. She dragged me to an awful orgy ... everybody was bare-ass naked, they were fuckin' funny, crazy ways ... I hate to talk about it."
Mom was stroking my pecker now. It was getting rigid. She smiled, speaking softly, "Son, you must never go back to evil places like that. Forsake that girl Debbie. She'll drag you down to her slut level...."
Bending over she sucked on the head of my tool.
"It feels good, Mom, but we shouldn't do this!"
"Why not, son?" she asked quietly. "Those people tonight were the ones who were doing things they shouldn't be doing. I love my own boy ... he's part of me, why shouldn't I love him?"
Had she flipped out? This was crazy talk.
Bending over she got my cock in her mouth again and sucked on it. Massaging my balls, she kept the sucking action going strong. I rammed it to her. I didn't give a damn. Maybe she had a point there ... maybe it was a hell of a lot better to let her blow me than some dirty old female who might have all kinds of diseases. People who play around the way those rich bitches do have gotta be dirty, I calculated.
"Suck it, Mom, suck it," I begged.
She really got turned on now. Her mouth slid down to the base of my dick. Her hand action on the balls got better.
"Ohhh, that's nice ... keep that up ... suck it, suck it ... ohhhh, I'm coming," I groaned, pulling her head over my penis. She ate me.
When she pulled off me, I had a strong urge to please her. She sensed I was sold on sex with her. A smile formed on her face indicating she read me ... and she read me right.
"I'll eat you," I told her, "if you come to bed with me and sleep all night with me."
She undressed and I watched to see that supercunt. God, if it wasn't more appealing than all the cunts I saw at the orgy tonight, and no doubt twice as clean.
"Let me sit on your face," she suggested. "Begin licking my ass out and I'll eat your ass, then use your tongue in my twat when I'm all hot and bothered."
"Okay, sounds like fun," I told her. She climbed on the bed and slowly lowered her blonde buttocks in my face. I gripped her ass and stuck out my tongue and I shed all around her asshole. Bending over she got down and licked my ass out good.
She was beginning to drip. I got my tongue out of her asshole and changed to her cunt.
"Suck me," she panted excitedly.
My tongue darted up her box and I licked her clit. Lashing it excitedly was beautiful sucking.
With her tongue in my tail, and my tongue up her twat, we gave each other a super suck.
And when she came, I licked all the faster so I wouldn't lose one drop of her delicious cum.
After we'd made it, we slept together for the first time. With her arms around me, and mine around her, I wished just one thing.
The next morning I told her so.
"Mom," I smiled, "I wish we weren't related."
Tears came to her eyes, "Oh, it's awful ... you can't tell anybody when you do what we do."
"I know," I said sadly, "nobody would understand."
"They'd lock me up," she cried, "and you'd become a ward of the state ... all because we loved each other."
"What are we going to do about us?"
"I think we should split this town," she said quietly.
"Where would we go?"
"I don't know," she said, "I really don't."
"Have we got any money in the bank?"
"Not enough to go very far!"
"How much?"
"Oh, six hundred," she said.
"That's enough, that's enough, we could go to Mexico. I've got it! We can go there and live as lovers."
"Would you like that?" she asked excitedly.
"Oh, Mom, I'd love it ... I do love you, and you love me, why not?"
The next Monday morning we had everything packed and mom went to the bank and got the money. She bought airline tickets and we bordered the plane five hours later.
When we got to Mexico she looked for work. She didn't know the language and we had an awful time of it. But things were cheaper there and we had enough money to exist on.
One night she went down on me and was sucking me so nice I was really enjoying it.
"Suck me, suck me," I begged her. "Ohhhh, that's nice ... that's nice ... eat me, eat my prick ... ohhh, beautiful."
She was doing wild things, letting her lower lip drag, licking all around the head of it and slipping her tongue in the slit. It was beautiful.
"Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming," I gasped and shot my load. She eagerly ate it all. Slipping her mouth off my dong, I noticed a funny expression on her face.
"Honey, let's do everything tonight ... everything...."
"Well, sure, Mom," I told her. "I'll eat you now ... okay?"
"I'd love that," she smiled. I got down between her beautiful thighs and licked her slit.
She dug that. I dipped my tongue inside her and licked her love button.
"Nibble on it."
I nibbled. She dug that.
"Suck me, ohhh, suck me," she moaned.
Her juices came fast and I ate her up.
Now I found myself hard again.
"Won't that thing ever go down?" she asked, stroking it as she got up.
"Doesn't look like it, does it?"
"I'd like to shove it up your pussy from behind," I told her.
"You can do that, but put that head rubber on I got for you."
"Where is it?"
"In my little night case," she said, pointing to it on the old, carved-wooden dresser.
I found it and slipped it over my big head.
"Okay, I'm ready," she said, getting on all fours.
I slowly shoved it in and her cunt grabbed it. I shoved it way up there.
"I like it this way," she explained, "you can get it in farther at this angle."
"You're telling me," . I chuckled. "Oh, man, it's beautiful up there. No wonder people like to fuck different ways."
I was riding her good.
"Honey, let's try different things before you shoot ... you're real horny now and we're having a great fuck."
"Alright." I slowed down.
"What way shall we try?"
"You lie on your back and I'll slide my pussy over it."
Pulling it out, I lay down on my back. She looked wonderful. Sex always excited her and made her body more appealing.
Straddling me she let herself down over my pole.
"Oh, that's great," I sighed, "that's really beautiful."
"You just reach up and grab my titties," she suggested.
I gripped her big tits. She twisted her tail around for me. We were having a wonderful time.
"Fuck it," she said, and I drove it up there.
"Oh, you're doing me like you never did me before," she moaned. "Oh, God, that's great. Ram it up there. I can take it."
Thrusting with all my might I got my dick gunning up her cunt.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck it," she panted.
Throwing my whole body into it I lifted up.
"How's that?" I gasped. "How do you like that up there?"
"Perfect," she moaned, rotating her beautiful ass around my rod. "Keep it up ... I'm almost there...."
Again thrusting with all my might I drove it up her cunt. "Oh, baby, fuck it, fuck, fuck," I gasped, shooting my load up her. "Ahhhhh, ohhhh, Mom, that's great ... grind your ass around ... that's it ... do it again, just like you did before. Ohhhh, I'm still shooting...."
She kept her ass grinding around my dong until my balls were milked dry. I was pinching her nipples in my excitement. She slid off me and went to the bathroom.
She crawled back into bed with me and I wrapped my arms around her closely. Her naked body next to mine was what I liked when I drifted off to sleep.
"You aren't sorry we split the States?" she whispered.
"No, Mom, you and me together ... we'll make out."
"I can't find work," she cried softly.
"Oh, don't cry, Mom, something will turn up."
"I hope so," I told her, "I really do hope so."
I fell asleep quickly. I didn't wake up once during the night. The next morning I got up with a start. Mom wasn't beside me. I felt a cold chill. I knew instinctively something was wrong.
I went to the bathroom to take a leak and then I saw her.
"Oh, God, Mom," I groaned.
A towel was wrapped around her neck and her body dangled from the shower rod. I was hysterical. I ran out of the room clad in my shorts.
"Mom's dead, Mom's dead," I cried. A couple people calmed me down long enough to tell them what had happened. The police came, unfastened her neck and carried her out.
I was almost out of my mind with anguish and grief. Where to turn? Dad had deserted us long ago and now there was only myself-and mom dead.
Our embassy saved my life ... they paid the cost of shipping her body back to the States and gave me a little money. I found a job in a cleaning plant and I learned how to clean clothes. But I couldn't get rid of the torture I felt that horrible moment I saw mom's dead body dangling.
She really loved me. She knew we couldn't go on living in Mexico much longer with no money and she couldn't go back and face up to our sordid past.
I tried to date a few chicks but it never meant a thing. I picked up with a little bar hustler one night and when I got up to her place I found I couldn't get a hard-on.
"What's wrong ... you impotent?" she snapped.
That did it. I didn't say another word to her. I got up, dressed and just as I was about to leave she threw herself across the door.
"No, you don't," she flared, "you took my time ... if you can't get a hard-on, baby, that's your problem. I gotta eat too ... now give me the money."
"Here's your money, bitch," I said, tossing a ten spot on the bed.
She moved away from the door slowly, picking up the ten and examining it.
"Thanks," she said coldly.
I walked out.
Since then I've tried it a couple more times but I still don't get hot and bothered.
SUMMARY
Tyrone should not expect to be able to go through such a painful experience as he has without finding something left to haunt him. Certainly, he should strive to fulfill his sexual role but this will require clinical help.
The attraction he felt toward his mother has left him with a guilt-shame syndrome, which surfaces when he tries to have sex relations. Consciously, he may have adjusted, but it is the subconscious that is tripping him up when he tries to perform.
Extensive psychological counselling and possibly even several visits to a sex clinic where women trained to deal with men who suffer from temporary impotency will help him achieve normal sex output.
No doubt he will have to have several visits to the psychologist to determine precisely what form of help will suit him best.