Chapter 5
Cassie gripped the steel pole that held up the basketball hoop and backboard. She closed her eyes, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about what was happening.
Paul, Cassie's hot-blooded son, stood behind her, his incredible cock sticking out from his body menacingly. He slipped a hand between her legs, pressing her jeans up against her crotch.
"You're wet . . . and hot!" Paul said, his tone nonchalant.
Cassie moaned softly, amazed that her son was ready to fuck so soon after blasting his sizzling spurts of molten cum down her throat. His cock was huge, and her throat hurt a little from having swallowed all eleven fiery inches of his prick.
"What are you going to do?" Cassie asked, feeling silly that she'd even spoken. It was clear to her and everyone else what Paul was going to do.
"I'm going to fuck you, Mother!" Paul replied. There was something of a harsh edge to his tone that rather frightened Cassie. "I'm going to fuck you hard!"
"Yeah! Fuck her hard!" one of Paul's buddies said as the group of teenagers gathered around Cassie and her son.
Cassie shivered, her tits jiggling inside the see-through, red, fishnet blouse. Paul slipped his arms around her waist and unbuckled the slender, leather belt she wore. She felt him unsnapping her bluejeans and tugging the zipper down slowly.
"Oh, Paul!" Cassie purred, trying to find the words that would make him stop what he was doing.
But Cassie knew in her heart that those words simply didn't exist. She had set out to seduce her son, and she'd accomplished that. And though she had chewed on his cock lovingly and drank his sticky, white blasts of cum, he was still horny. There was still work for Cassie to do, and whether she wanted to or not, she was going to fuck him.
The horny, young stud pulled Cassie's jeans down to her ankles, then slipped his fingers inside her panties. Slowly, inch by inch, he lowered Cassie's panties, exposing the luscious, pale moons of her asscheeks. He brought her panties down to her ankles, then stood upright behind Cassie, his prick wagging about in midair, his cockhead hugely swollen and looking threatening.
"Tell me you want to fuck me!" Paul whispered, putting one hand on Cassie's ass, holding his cock with the other hand. "Come on, Mother. Tell me you want to fuck me!"
Though the words burned in Cassie's mouth, she truthfully said, "Fuck me, Paul! I want to feel your big cock inside my cunt!"
She was bent over at the waist, her feet together, bluejeans and panties bunched around her ankles. Cassie's great tits hung away from her body, unhindered by the fishnet material, their glorious form and size on display for all the boys to see.
"Fuck me, damn it!" Cassie suddenly spat, still keeping her eyes closed so she wouldn't have to see the lusty faces of the young men who stood all around her. "Shove your cock into me hard, Paul! You know I want to fuck you, and you want to fuck me! Quit playing around and fuck me, goddamn it!"
With a mighty heave, Paul thrust himself at Cassie. His bullet-shaped cock-head punched through the resistance Cassie's pink cunt-lips put forth. In one long, powerful, relentless thrust, Paul buried all eleven inches of his steelish cock into his mother's tight, seething, super-heated cunt.
"Awwwwww!" Cassie gasped, throwing her head back, her arms buckling as she felt Paul's hips strike hard against her ass-cheeks.
The steel pole kept her from falling. Cassie's body trembled, her shoulder against the pole. Paul's enormous cock-head throbbed and pulsed hotly deep inside her wet cunt, forcing the slick, smooth, inner walls to spread apart.
Paul's hands were at Cassie's hips, holding her firmly, keeping her ass-cheeks against his torso. Cassie used her cunt-muscles on his cock, squeezing and massaging his fiery column of bone-hard cock-meat.
"Fuck me, Paul!" Cassie moaned breathlessly, ashamed of her wanton behavior.
Paul started rocking his hips slowly to and for, keeping his prick deep inside Cassie's pussy, but letting her cunt-lips work on the base of his cock. Cassie trembled and felt her stomach tighten up. She was very close to cumming.
"Ohhhhh!" Cassie sighed, her hair tickling her cheek on one side of her face, the steel pole cold and hard against her other cheek.
Paul pumped his hips slowly, with controlled force, working the entire length of his clublike prick back and forth between Cassie's cuntlips. He sank his cock deep into her pussy. Each time he plunged into her, Cassie's cunt-lips puckered inward, keeping a tight seal around his cock-meat, practically sucking his prick into her pussy.
"Uh! Uh!" Paul grunted, throwing himself forward to jam his prick completely into his mother's pussy.
His balls jiggled between his legs, slapping against Cassie's cunt whenever he plowed full-length into her.
Cassie could feel the pulsing underside of her son's prick sliding against her elongated, pink clit. Each time he pushed his cock into her cunt or pulled his cock almost completely out, fresh, tantalizing waves of sheer ecstasy twitched up her spine. Her voluptuous body trembled and quivered from head to foot.
"So tight!" Paul moaned.
His fingers pressed tightly into the smooth, warm, firm flesh of his mother's hips. He buried all of his bone-hard prick into her cunt, then worked his hips around, enjoying the way her pussy kneaded and squeezed his turgid, rigid prick.
Her tits rolled to and fro, rubbing against the fishnet fabric of her see-through blouse. At first, the touch was harsh to Cassie, but soon she discovered the sensations coming from her nipples were completely exciting.
Cassie moaned incoherent words of praise to her son, shaking her ass from side to side whenever he had all of his prick buried in her cunt. She pushed her pussy back to meet his hard, charging fuck-thrusts, hungry for all the delicious sensations she could feel when fucking her son, with nine teenagers watching everything she was doing.
"Fuck me!" Cassie whispered, shivering with delight. Hot, itching tremors pulsed from her nipples and sizzled throughout her body to match those sensations coming from her hard, drooling, pink clit. "Fuck me, Paul! Fuck me hard and make me cum!"
The hot, moist sound of flesh smacking against flesh drifted to Cassie's ears. It was her son's hips striking against her ass-cheeks as he plowed his bone-hard prick deep into her cunt that was making the noise. A faint, quivering smile played across her mouth as she concentrated on his cock. His prick spread her cunt-lips wide apart and thrust deep into the tight, juicy recesses of her rapidly overheating pussy.
"Ohhhhh!" Cassie murmured, fighting to keep from cumming.
She could feel every little sensation singly, and in combination with everything else. From her nipples scraping against her fishnet material, to her clit being rubbed by Paul's plowing, skewering prick; from his strong fingers digging deep into the firm flesh of her hips, to his balls slapping against her cunt-bush each time he reamed her with the entire length of his prick. Cassie felt it all, and all of it only served to turn her on more and more.
She felt herself losing control, and Cassie didn't try to fight. It was impossible, she realized, for her to ignore the blinding ecstasy that was gripping her. Her mouth opened in a silent scream that never left her throat. Cassie shivered, leaning against the steel pole, and released her pent-up pussy-juice.
Her cunt tightened around Paul's driving, flexing prick. Slick, clear waves of girl-cum streamed out of her cunt, trickling down the in-sides of her shivering, firm thighs. Cassie's lovely face distorted with the pleasure that sizzled through her-pleasure so powerful it was agony.
Paul chuckled confidently when he felt his mother's cunt squeezing his prick tightly as she gushed out warm, oily waves of pussy-juice. Holding her by the hips, he thrust himself at her, driving his cock into her cunt until his body slapped against her ass-cheeks.
Fucking his prick hard into Cassie's cunt, Paul felt the burning in his balls. He knew he couldn't continue to plow his prick into her pussy much longer without cumming.
Glancing down, he watched the pale, blue-veined shaft of his prick slicing between his mother's pink cunt-lips. Paul groaned softly, withdrawing his cock from her juicy, tight cunt until he saw the upper part of his cock-head.
"I'm going to flood your pussy!" he whispered through clenched teeth.
Cassie was just coming back to reality after the orgasms which had completely drained her of pussy-juice. Shivering, gripping the steel pole with weak hands, she felt like her body had been sapped of all its energy and strength.
"Cum!" she moaned softly, her exhaustion showing clearly in her voice. "Cum inside my pussy, my darling!"
Paul jerked his prick out of Cassie's cunt until only his slitted piss-hole was separating her cuntlips. Then, with a groan of primitive passion, Paul launched himself.
Cassie had taken repeated thrusts of her son's bone-hard prick into her pussy, and she felt him slam against her ass-cheeks many times. But nothing she had previously taken compared to her son's last, super-charged plunge as he sank all eleven inches of his cock into her cunt and came.
"Uh!" she gasped, her shoulder slamming hard against the steel basketball pole as Paul's driving torso collided with her ass-cheeks.
Cassie felt hot, slick eruptions of cum splatter against the walls of her pussy, flooding her smooth, slick, tight cunt. She groaned softly, happily, enjoying the sound of Paul huffing and grunting with exertion as he stabbed his prick into her cunt.
"Fuck her!" one of the boys said.
"Yes! Fuck meeeee!" Cassie hissed, gripping the steel pole, consciously tightening her cunt-muscles around Paul's skewering prick, milking his balls of their load of cum.
"Ohhhhhh!" Paul hissed, releasing his mother's hips.
He reached around her body, his hands slicing up beneath the fishnet top to curl her big, creamy tits. His fingers found her elongated nipples and he pinched them hard as he drove his prick several more times into Cassie's hot, wet cunt.
"Paul . . . Paul . . . we've got to . . . leave!" Cassie whispered between gulps of air. "Come on, we don't want to get caught by the police!"
Now that she had cum, detonating her pussy-juice, Cassie was embarrassed about fucking her son with young men she didn't know watching her. As soon as Paul had pulled his prick out of her cunt, she tugged her bikini panties up her legs, hiding her pussy. She squirmed her tight- fitting bluejeans around her hips and zipped them up.
"Hey, what about us?" one of the boys asked, hard-on bulging out the front of his gym trunks.
Cassie crossed her arms over her tits, hiding them as best she could.
"Sorry," Cassie said, feigning a smile for the youth's benefit. "Only Paul turns me on! Bye!"