Chapter 3
"Paul, for God's sake! How dare you barge into my bedroom without knocking!" June squealed, as she protectively raised the towel to her neck, instinctively trying to cover her enormous tits and mouthwateringly voluptuous naked body with the towel. Her strong, handsome son Paul stood just inside the open door. There was no embarrassment in his face. Instead a lewd grin curled his lips as he ogled his mother's body.
"Sorry, Mom," he shrugged. "I heard you showering, but I thought you would have been dressed by now."
"Well I'm obviously not dressed, am I? Now if you don't mind, would you please leave me alone long enough to make myself decent? I can't have my own son standing around watching me put my panties and brassiere on!"
But Paul didn't move. Involuntarily June's eyes moved down his muscular, athletic body, homing in on the blue gym shorts that we all he had on. Then her cheeks flushed with shame as she felt an irresistible wet need blossoming deep inside her pussy.
Paul had an enormous hard-on. Obscenely, his long, fat cockshaft protruded through the gym shorts, throbbing visibly up and down. He'd obviously been lying to her. He'd obviously entered the bedroom for the sole purpose of seeing her naked. For the past several months, ever since her divorce, June had been shocked to realize that her own son desired her sexually.
And even more shocked and ashamed to admit that she desired him sexually too. It had been so, so long since her last fuck with her husband, since she'd last felt a big, meaty prick slamming in and out of her pussy. The idea of fucking her own son was shocking and disgusting, but there WSS no denying the incredibly horny dreams she'd already had about her only child. Just the other morning June had awakened with her finger in her pussy, madly humping her hand to wanton thoughts of Paul's huge cock.
"Paul?" The flush in June's pretty face deepened as her son made no move to leave. Holding the towel over her enormous tit globes with one hand, she nervously brushed the water from her short brawn hair. "Paul, didn't you hear me? I asked you to leave so I can dress!"
Paul shrugged, still grinning at her. "What if I want to watch, Morn? C'mon, have a heart."
There was a long silence. Then June realized that she was about to cross a bridge into sexual decadence, that her craven need to feel her own son's cock in her pussy was about to vanquish all her moral inhibitions about incest. She knew Paul would have left if she'd demanded him to do so. But she wasn't going to. The wet need pounded harder in her pussy; she was going to let her own son look at her naked body.
"All right, Paul," she said, as casually as possible. "If you really insist on acting like a. dirty little boy, I suppose I'll jut have to oblige you."
June let the towel drop to the floor, and felt an immediate narcissistic pleasure at the sound of her son's sharp intake of breath. It was the first time he'd seen her incredibly stacked body in the raw.
Her tits were enormous. June had been embarrassed by the size of her huge jugs as a growing girl, but then her ex-husband had shown her, through hours of prolonged nipple sucking, how much big fits could turn some men on. Since then, June had been secretly pleased by the whistles and catcalls her giant tit globes drew on the street. A few times, she had deliberately gone shopping without a bra, just to let men drool over the enormous milkers bouncing and quivering under her sweater.
Her legs were full and shapely, and so was her round, firm ass. Even though she was in her middle thirties, June had the kind of taut, trim figure and tight skin that any teenage girl would have envied. Her fat, protuberant nipples were deep pink. And last of all, there was her magnificent pussy. Her ex-husband had also taught her to be proud of her very hairy cunt, of the profuse triangle of jet-black hair that spread up from her crotch and nearly reached her navel.
"Jesus, Mom!" Paul sputtered. "You're really stacked!"
"That's a disgusting thing to say about your own mother," June replied, repressing the wanton need pounding through her pussy. "If you weren't so big, I'd take you into the bathroom and wash out your mouth with soap. Her giant tits jiggled heavily as she turned to the bureau to pull out her panties and bra. But she never made it that far. June gasped as she suddenly felt her son' hands envelop her from behind, one hungrily pawing at her tit jugs as the other slid between her legs.
"Paul!" Shocked and excited, June swiveled around to face him. It was a mistake. Paul immediately dropped his head to her enormous tits, wrapping his lips around one fat, rubbery nipple and sucking it as hungrily as a nursing child. The next thing June knew, her own son's finger was embedded deep inside her hairy cunt. Slurping feverishly on his mom's fat, stiffening nipple, Paul pumped his finger rapidly in and out of her creamy fuck slit.
"Paul, for God's sake! Stop it! Stop it this instant!"
She dropped her hand in a feeble attempt to push him away. That was a mistake too. June gasped as she realized that her hand was now pushing firmly on his cock. In spite of herself, she couldn't help feeling it, measuring its length and thickness through his shorts.
Then her pussy felt so wet and hot that she thought it would explode. Her son had a simply gigantic hard-on! It was much longer and far than her ex-husband's prick, so huge that it might have been more at home hanging between the legs of a donkey. June s cunt throbbed uncontrollably at the mere thought of getting fucked by such a magnificent prick.
"Oh, Paul," she sputtered. "No, Paul we shouldn't be doing this! Oh, no, But she no longer wanted him to stop, and both of them knew it. Red faced with shame. June let her fingers slip into the elastic waistband of his shorts. Eagerly she felt his naked boner, gasping as the hot, hard, swollen flesh throbbed to her touch.
"Oh, Paul! Please don't, Paul! Don't push me on the bed! No, Paul, it's a sin to fuck your own mother!" Paul paid no attention to her words. June felt herself being guided back to the bed, into a sprawled position on the center of the mattress. She lay there panting as her pussy hungry son ripped off his shorts completely. Then he was looming naked between her thighs, his hard young body gloaming with sweat, and his enormous cock pulsing angrily up and down over her belly. In spite of her shame, June wiggled her asscheeks on the bed and splayed her lush thighs as far apart as she could. The next thing she knew, .her own son's bloated cockhead was pushing into the pouting lips of her wet, throbbing cunt.
"Na, Paul!" But even as she spoke, she lifted her legs high in the air, her enormous, stiff nippled tits quivering as she rocked and wiggled her ass. "Don't fuck your mother, Paul! Not your Own... Ungghhh! Oh, Paul! Unngghh!"
His huge prick was sliding into her pussy now, spreading the velvety walls of her cunt channel around the invading thickness of his fuckmeat. Dazedly June stared down between her legs, seeing his massive fuck pole disappearing into the dense fur fringing her pussy.
Then she realized that she had already begun humping her ass in a fast, steady rhythm, wantonly pumping her burning pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of her own son's cock. Paul moaned as he kept pushing his huge fuck tool into his mother's cunt, until every inch of his gigantic prick was buried in the clinging, throbbing heat.
"Oh, Paul! Oh... oh, Son! Oh, God, your cock is so big! Ohhhh..."
Paul settled down on top of her, crushing her enormous fits under his chest. His hands slid down, clutching the sides of her ass globes. Then he started fucking his naked mother, moving his hips rhythmically, pounding his rock hard fuck tool in and out of her juicy cunt. In spite of herself, June met his rhythm immediately. Her cheeks were crimson with shame as she eagerly pumped her ass off the bed, frantically fucking her pussy onto Paul's fucker as hard as she could.
"Oh, oh, Paul! Oh, yes, fuck me now, Paul! I can't hold back anymore!" June locked her legs around his waist and managed to whip her ass off the bed even faster. "Fuck your mother, Paul! Thick your mother's pussy! Unggghh! Oh, oh, fuck! Hard, Paul, fuck my cunt hard!"
Paul obeyed his mother's whimpered command, slamming his cum laden cock in to her buttery pussy as fast as he could. June immediately realized that her son was no virgin. Some lucky girl or woman had obviously taken a good, long time teaching her son how to pleasure a pussy with his huge, pulsing prick.
In and out, his swollen fuck-rod pumped, reaching the depths of her womb with every stroke. June met his rhythm, thrusting her drippy fuck slit onto the root of his prick every time he came down for another thrust.
"Harder, Paul! Fuck meeee!" She clawed his shoulders; her face contorted with incestuous pleasure, twisting her head deliriously from side to side on the mattress. "Unh, unh unk, fuck me! Unh, unh, unh, fuck your mother! Unhunh fuck. The litany of groans and obscenities seemed to pour from her lips. NOW that she'd finally given in to the forbidden spell of incest, June was as horny as a bitch in heat, ready to let her child fuck her big titted body in any way he liked.
His cock was like a sword of flesh, stabbing rhythmically through the clinging sheath of her pussy, seeming to stuff her cunt more deeply with every thrust. They were fucking in unison, the room silent except for her whimpering, and the lurid sucking sounds her pussy made as her hairy cunt slit sucked and. clasped her child's dick.
"Haaaaarder!" June raised her hips still higher, draping her ankles over his shoulders. It opened her pussy even more, so that her horny son could sink his stroking cock shaft even farther up her pussy. The juice was practically spewing out of her itchy cunt, coating her son's cock with a slippery sheen of hick oils as he slammed it into her pussy. Her nipples were tingling, and now even her pink, fuckered little asshole throbbed in and out as her son plowed his fucker up her cunt.
"I'm cumming, baby!" June's gorgeous face contorted with incestuous fuck need as she felt her pussy spanning uncontrollably around her son's racing hard-on. "Unngghh! Fuck your mother, fuck mommy's pussy! Oh, shit, Paul, oh, fuuuck! Cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Her narrow, clinging pussy contracted violently in orgasm, sucking and clasping again and again around the driving thickness of Paul's big cock. Paul gasped and collapsed on her sweaty, stacked body, ramming his cock to the hilt in her creaming cant.
June came even harder as she felt his cock buck and jerk deep inside her pussy, spewing out thick gobs of white, salty aim. Homily she flexed her fuck hole around his cum shooting prick, wanting her son to completely drain his balls in her cunt.
Her wish came true. Endlessly the sappy torrent seemed to explode up from his balls, cascading in a torrent of spunk deep inside the mother's ravished pussy. Finally, June felt it running back out of her hairy hole, puddling on the sheets under her humping ass. Still she eagerly continued to flex and tighten her pussy, helping her boy shoot out every drop of jizz.
Exhausted, Paul finally pulled his wet, stiff fuck-rod out of her pussy. With a satisfied moan he plopped on his back beside her on the bed. Nearly a minute went by in silence. June's checks had been red with shame throughout the torrid fuck session, and they were redder now as she felt her own son's jism continue to trickle out of the swollen lips of her cunt.
I fucked my own son, she thought dazedly. Paul's a motherfucker now... I let him he Fucks his own mother. He watched me naked, and then I let him put me on the bed and Fuck me. I let him put his cock inside me and shoot his cum in my belly. Oh, God, I'm nothing but a whore.
But even as the recriminating thoughts raced through her mind, June knew she was still starved for stiff prick meat. Embarrassedly, she turned onto her side, staring at Paul's cock. The enormous fuck pole was still as hard as iron, throbbing and pulsing luridly over his stomach. Before her eyes, the cum dribbled out of his pisshole. The whole length of his prick glistened with pussyjuice.
Too ashamed to speak, the sex-starved mother let her hand slide delicately up Paul's leg. Paul smiled and said nothing as his horny mom wrapped her hand firmly around the root of his jutting cock. Then she wantonly started jacking on it, pumping her fist slow and hard up the wet, pulsing length of his Fuck meat.
"Do you want to suck on it, Mom?" Paul asked softly.
June didn't answer. Instead she just climbed onto her knees beside him, her enormous fits swaying pendulously onto his thighs. Opening her mouth wide, the naked mother stuffed her son's juicy cock down her throat. She wrapped her lips in a tight circle around the veined stiffness of his prick meat, and then she started sucking it, using her swiping tongue to lick the pussyjuice off his cock.
"That's good, Mom!" Paul slid his hand down, cupping one of his mom's enormous tits. "That's a good cocksucker!" He tweaked her fat, rubbery nipple as he jerked his hips off the bed, eagerly fucking his prick through her availed lips. Her child's obscene compliment made June feel even more ashamed of herself, but it also made her hornier. Embarrassedly she listened to her own cocksucking noises fill the bedroom as she hungrily slurped and sucked on her boy's rock hard prick. The pre-cum oozed heavily from the crown of his prick, and June realized how eagerly she awaited the feel of another sappy load spraying into her pussy. Sluttishly, she started bobbing her head on his crotch, nearly chocking herself as she rammed his prick down her gullet. Her hand pumped smoothly on the root of his prick, jacking his cockmeat up to her mouth. Paul's cock swelled even longer and fatter, and June knew she, could make the thick cream spout into her mouth if she kept on sucking. She was just shutting her eyes and beginning to really concentrate on the cocksucking when Paul surprised her, suddenly pushing her away from his prick. Fuck you again," he panted. "Get "I want to on top of me, Mom. Sit on my prick. I don't care how good you suck me, I still want your pussy more!"
June nodded quickly and shamefully, her pussy throbbing with desire between her legs. Hurriedly she mounted her son, her enormous tits bouncing and swinging spongily over his chest as she planted her knees to either side of his hips. Reaching down, she grasped his rigid fuck pole and guided herself down on top of it. June squealed as she felt her pussy opening around it again, as the massive thickness of her son's cock spread the hairy lips of her cunt. June leaned forward, her giant tit jugs swaying heavily as she clutched his shoulders for support. Then the naked mother feverishly started humping and grinding her ass, grunting as she took inch after inch of Paul's meaty fucker into the sucking heat of her cunt.
"Fuck my pussy, Paul!" she gasped. "Unngghhh! Oh, Son, I just can't believe what a big cock you have! It feels so big going in! Unngggghh Please, Paul, stuff it up mommy's PUSSY! My cunt's horny all over again! Ahhh, God, my pussy needs your cock!"
But Paul didn't move. Instead, he just grinned up at her, as if he were perfectly content to let his horny mother do all the work. His eyes riveted on her lusciously hairy cunt, watching his cock disappearing between her clinging, pouting cuntlips. He moved his hand up to her gigantic tits; filling his palms to overflowing with them, pinching and tugging her fat, pink nipples.
"Umiggghhh! Oh, God, Paul, stop torturing me! Fuck me! Fuck your mother!"
With a prolonged gasp of pleasure, she sat on his cock, taking every inch of the huge, stiff prick into the clinging sheath of her pussy. For several seconds June just rocked on his magnificent hard on, wiggling her hips to make his huge cock hit every part of her pussy.
Then she started bumping as fast and hard as she could, whimpering girlishly as she slammed her gushing, hairy fuck hole up and down on his erected prick. The harder she fucked him, the more she wanted her son to hump back for her. But Paul seemed content just to hold up her enormous tit and suck on the distended nipple, letting his naked mother do all the work of their fucking.
"Paul, please!" June panted, knowing that she was begging her own son to fuck her now, that she had stooped to the lowest levels of depravity. "Paul, please fuck me! Unnggghh! Oh God, Son, I can't do it all myself! Uhhhhhh! I need you to fuck me, Paul! I need you to fuck my pussy with that great, big, beautiful cock!" At last Paul started heaving his hips off the bed, still slurping greedily on his mother's stiff nipple. June trembled with pleasure as she felt his enormous fucker moving in her pussy to meet the rhythm of her humping ass, sawing in and out of her cock hungry cunt.
"Haaaaarder!" She clawed his shoulders and grunted like a bitch in heat, slamming her dripping, swollen, hairy cunt onto his huge cock as fast and hard as she could. "Fuck your mother! Fuck my pussy! Unnggghh! Damn you, Paul, just fuck the shit out of me!"
Suddenly Paul rolled her over onto her back, making her gasp as she suddenly found herself with her ass on the mattress and her legs cocked high in the air. Then her horse cocked son was suddenly pounding his rigid prick into her pussy with all his might, pounding her ass onto the mattress with every stabbing stroke of his blood laden cock.
"Is this what you want, Momma?" he asked, almost cruelly. He put her ankles over his shoulders and planted his knees on the bed, angling his hips into the perfect position to view his mom's pussy the skewering of her life. "Real hard, Mom? Like this? Huh? Is this how you want to get fucked?"
Now he was ramming into her dripping pussy like a fucking machine, rhythmically hammering his huge, throbbing cock into the innermost depths of her gushing cunt. June felt her pussy beginning to burn and ache around his pistoning prick, and knew that she was on the verge of another belly wrenching cum.
"Yes, baby!" Frantically she humped her ass to me, the fury of his fucking, grinding her sopping wet pussy on the root of his prick. "Yes, yes, that's how I want it! Fuck your mother, Son! Fuck the piss out of mommy's hot cunt!"
Hardier and harder, Paul fucked his sex-starved mother, drilling his prick more savagely into her pussy with every thrust. Now June felt even her asshole throbbing, and she knew she was getting ready to cum, to cum helplessly and deliciously all over her son's pounding prick.
"Fuck me, Paul! Fuck me! I'm cumming now! I'm cuuuminmiiinnnggg!" Her pussy spasmed and sucked, contracting around the thrusting hardness of her son's cock like a sexual milking machine. Paul shuddered as the second load of cock juice suddenly exploded from his balls.
"Oh, yes!" June cried. An utterly wanton smile of consummation spread across her face as she felt the rich, salty spunk pouring into her, spouting and streaming deep inside her pussy. Her horny son fucked her harder than ever, tirelessly pounding away at her hairy cunt until her clinging cunt slit had taken every drop of his gushing cream.
But as soon as his cum subsided, June felt her conscience returning to her, reminding her of what she had done. I fucked my son, she thought guiltily, as if the enormity of the deed were finally registering in her mind. What kind of woman fucks her own son?
Paul grinned as he popped his fuck wilted prick out of her pussy. June covered her face so he wouldn't see the tears welling up in her eyes. Desperately she wondered how she could end it between them, how she could suppress both her lust and his now that they'd already fucked once. June was sure she had to be all alone, the only mother on the planet who'd ever yielded to the sexual advances of her own boy. She thought of her best friends, Gloria and Monica. She couldn't imagine either one fucking their own sons.