Chapter 3
Donna was very nervous.
She walked back and forth in the living room. Kevin's accusing eyes followed her. She did not feel ashamed of what she had done with Jake, only of what Kevin thought of her.
It had been an hour since Kevin had seen her.
He had seen it all.
Once they were in the house alone, he had flung his accusations at her bitterly.
"You're no better than a whore, Mom!" he had shouted at her. "Right there in his car! You couldn't even come, in the house and use your bedroom where no one could see you. Oh no! Not you! You had to strip naked there in that damned old car and do it right there under the street lamp!"
Donna had taken her Son's verbal abuse quietly, not looking at him. She knew there was no sense in trying to talk, to explain, if possible, until he ran down. He was still in his pajamas, looking small and hurt and vulnerable. She had never seen his young face so twisted with anger before.
She paused in her pacing, facing her son. He was so young, so very young. What did he know about life, about people, and, most of all, whores? Where in the world did he learn about whores? Kevin was hardly old enough to jack off, and he was screaming about whores at her.
Finally he was silent.
She watched him, her eyes taking in the sweet, handsome, face, the tousled hair. Then she noticed that his pajamas gaped, the fly almost wide open: Her eyes gazed there, and, although she saw nothing but pink flesh, she imagined his cock there.
"Darling," she said in a soft voice, "you don't know what you're talking about. I'm human, no different than any other woman. I enjoy sex, Kevin. Is that so bad?"
"But in the car!"
"You'll understand when you're older," she said. "You'll understand then. What I don't understand, honey, is this stupid jealousy of yours."
"You're my mother," he said.
"Of course I'm your mother," she replied. "But I need satisfaction the same as any woman. I'm human, Kevin."
"But you've never done anything like that for me," he accused in a bitter voice.
Donna stared at him, her eyes wide.
"What did you say?"
"You never kissed me there," Kevin said. "You kiss Jake on his thing, but you won't kiss mine. And I saw you, all of you, with your dress up, your titties showing. I saw you kiss his thing. Why won't you kiss mine, Mother? Do you love Jake more than you love me?"
Donna was not shocked. She was starting to understand her son's jealousy. Could it be that he had a desire for her, wanted to fuck her, his mother? Was that what it was all about?"
"Kevin," she said in a soft voice. "You know I love you. And I love Jake. But it's a different kind of love, honey. You're my son, my lovely, handsome son, and I love you so much it hurts. But I love Jake, too. The way a woman should love a man. Don't you see the difference, Kevin?"
"All I know is you love him more than you do me," he pouted.
"Please understand what I'm saying," she said.
"You won't kiss me on my thing." He crossed his arms over his young chest, defiant. "You kiss his thing, but you won't even touch my thing."
"Is that what you want of me?" Donna asked. "You want me to be with you, the way I am with Jake? You want to do it to me, too?"
"If he can I don't see why I can't," Kevin insisted. "I wanna do it, too."
Donna stared at her son. He wasn't shocked by his words. Surprised, but not shocked. She had no idea her son even jacked off, had no idea if he could even cum...and he wanted to fuck her, his own mother. When she had gotten from the car; she had balled her bra and panties up, and shoved her dress over her nakedness. Now the bra and panties were next to her son on the couch. The top of her dress stuck to her tits because of the cum juice Jake had splashed upon them. It made the top of her dress cling and molds to her tits even her nipples. She saw her son stare at her tits with glassy eyes.
Her legs trembled.
Kevin pulled her panties into his lap, and then stuffed them into the gaping fly of his pajamas. His hand went into the fly and she watched as he wrapped her panties about his cock and balls.
"Don't do that," she, said, but her voice came out in such a soft whisper that Kevin either failed to hear or didn't care what she said. Donna saw his hand moving under his pajamas, and she knew he was stroking his cock with her nylon panties.
"You won't kiss my thing," he said, his voice unusually low. "You'll kiss Jake's thing, but I have to rub myself with your panties."
Donna's mind worked, thoughts coming to her unbidden. She shivered as she stood watching him, his hand making his pajamas move in a jacking motion, up and down, up and down.
There was an odd tingling between her thighs, a burning sweetness in and around her hairy cunt. Donna balled her fists tightly, holding them against her hips. She could not take her gaze from the front of his pajamas. There was something exciting about what her son was doing, rubbing her panties about his cock.
"Give those panties to me," she said her voice husky. "I want those panties, Kevin."
His young face contorted. "You'll have to get them, Mother," he said. "You'll have to stick your hand in my pajamas and get them."
His hand moved faster.
"All right," she sighed, her tits lifting. "If that's the way you want it, young man." She went to him, leaned down, and shoved her hand under the elastic band of his pajamas. But she did not feel her panties; she felt her son's cock. He had shoved her panties down into the leg of his pajamas, and his cock was hard against her hand. For a long moment, Donna stared at her son, her hand against his cock. Then, turning her hand, she gripped her son's prick tightly.
"Ohhhh!" Kevin moaned with pleasure.
Suddenly, Donna yanked at his pajamas.
She pulled them down his thighs to his knees and saw his young cock standing up hard. She searched the base for hair but saw none. His pink balls swung beneath his cock, and she ran her tongue over her lips. The head of his cock was not nearly as large as Jake's of course. But his prick was smooth and his piss hole beautiful to her. There was moisture clinging to his piss hole, and her thumb slipped across it.
"Now are you gonna kiss my thing, Mother?" Kevin asked. "Like you kissed Jake's?"
Donna took his hand and pulled her son to his feet. She led him down the hallway, passing his room. Kevin trailed behind her, his pajamas at half mast as he tried to hold them up with one hand. His cock thrust outwardly, jerking about as she pulled him along.
Taking her son into her bedroom, she said, "Sit there on the bed. I won't be long."
She entered the adjoining bathroom, leaving the door ajar as she turned on the light. Without the slightest hesitation or shame, she slipped her dress over her head, knowing her son was watching her. She stood naked, wiping at her tits with a damp cloth. After she washed her tits, she turned and faced her son.
Kevin, sitting in the middle of his mother's bed, stared at her naked beauty. His eyes were huge and glassy as he looked at her shapely tits. He looked down the flat plane of her stomach, and then fixed his gaze upon the triangle shape of her dark cunt hair. His cock jerked up hard, actually waving eagerly.
Donna posed at the door of the bathroom, leaning one hand on it, the other on her hips. She arched her hips forward, thrusting her cunt in his direction.
"Take a look, Kevin," she said. "A long look. Is this what you want? To see your mother naked, her tits and cunt? Is this why you're jealous of Jake? Because he looks at me this way and you can't? Well, you're seeing me naked now, Kevin.
Her son gripped his cock, pumping his prick. "You're sure pretty this way, Mother," he said. "You look real pretty when you're naked."
She spread her feet on the floor, running her hand down through the softness of her cunt hair.
"Now will you kiss my thing?" Kevin asked.
"If that's what you want," she said, moving toward him, her hips undulating, and her gaze riveted upon his cock. "If you want mother to kiss that cock, I'll kiss it for you."
Donna climbed onto the bed, pressing her son onto his back. His cock arched up, she pulled at his pajamas until she had them off, then she removed the top. Her son lay naked before her, eager, his eyes wet with desire. Her tits jiggled slightly s she took hold of his cock. Wrapping her fist about his prick, she pumped his cock for a moment, and then pressed down hard, making the prick head swell up. She leaned over him, her dark hair swirling about his lower stomach and thighs. Placing her lips upon the head of her son's cock, she kissed his prick right on the moist piss hole.
"In your mouth," Kevin urged. "You put Jake's thing in your mouth. You gotta put mine there, too, Mother."
Donna, still holding his cock at the base, slipped her lips over the head of her son's cock. His prick was not as large as Jake's and failed to fill her mouth the way his had. Yet, the very difference in the size was thrilling. With the smoothly swollen head of her son's cock between her lips, Donna felt a sudden flaring of intense passion steam through her. Her cunt suddenly convulsed into an unexpected orgasm.
This was the second cock she had had inside her mouth within a matter of hours. And having her son's cock there sent ripples of perverse ecstasy through her. She had failed to be aggressive with Jake, the way he wanted her to be. She had failed to see the signs of his desire, his wants. But she was not failing to see those of her son's.
"All right, Kevin," she said as her lips pulled from his cock. "You want mother to suck your cock off, then that's exactly what I'll do. You want your mother to give you a blow job, and then I will!"
"Oh, Mother!" Kevin squealed. "Do that for me!"
Opening her mouth, she slipped her son's cock into her mouth. The heat of his prick, the sheer hardness, the way his cock seemed to swell bigger sent shivers of delight racing up and down her body. She glided her lips to the base of his prick, the cock head almost reaching her throat. She sucked him, working her mouth up and down, slowly at first, then faster as her passion took control.
She felt her son clutching one of her tits, and she placed her hand on top of his, pressing his palm hard, smashing the shapely tit. She gurgled as her mouth raced up and down, her tongue fluttering hungrily.
As her hot, wet mouth. excited her son, he began to move his hips up and down, fucking his cock as deep as he could into her mouth. She was far too busy to wonder if he was fucking her lips from instinct or knowledge. Wave after wave of orgasm shot through her body, causing her cunt to clutch with each powerful convulsion. She began to twist and writhe her ass as she leaned over his cock. Mewls and whimpers of ecstasy came from her tightly sucking lips.
Sliding a hand under his bouncing ass, she found she could cup one cheek in her palm.
Her fingers closed against it, digging at the tight flesh. She could take the whole ass cheek into her hand. With her lips gripping his cock hungrily, she could feel her son's hand clawing at her tit now.
Then, unexpectedly, Kevin came.
Donna's eyes opened.
She had not expected her son to be able to. If discharge, yet, her mouth was filling with his cum juice. As it spurted over her tongue, she realized there was a distinct difference in the taste from that of Jake's cum juice. Each was sweet, but the young cum juice from her son's hairless balls seemed sweeter.
Instead of swallowing, she held her mouth on his cock and let it fill. The slippery come juice coated her tongue and ballooned her cheeks out. She was whimpering with intense pleasure as his cock continued to spurt, spewing the sweetness into her hot, greedy mouth.
Finally, she pulled back. She rolled his come juice about in her mouth, her eyes rolling with the ecstasy of the taste. Then she swallowed, mewling softly. Running her tongue over her lips, she glanced down. Kevin's prick was still as hard as before. She quickly grasped his cock in her fist and started pumping.
"Are you satisfied now, Kevin?" she asked, turning and smiling at him. "I've sucked your cock; are you happy?"
He nodded, grinning hugely.
Donna felt his prick throbbing in her fist, and then she suddenly giggled. "Why not? Why the hell not?"
"Why not what, Mother?" he asked.
Again she giggled. "It wouldn't matter now, so why the hell not?"
"Why the hell not what?" Kevin asked.
Donna turned his prick lapse and sprawled out beside him. She hugged him tightly against her naked tits. She kissed his face, working her mouth against his. She plunged her tongue into his mouth when her lips touched his. Stabbing her tongue in and out of her son's mouth, she gripped his hairless balls and twisted, pulling them.
"Let's fuck, honey!"
His young face lit up. "Really, Mother?"
"Why the hell not?" she laughed. "Sucking your cock off isn't any different than fucking you. Besides having your prick in my mouth got me so fucking hot...I'd fuck your finger if that was all available."
"Really, Mother?" he laughed. You'll fuck me, too? Just like you fuck Jake?"
"You just lay back and watch," she cooed.
Throwing a leg over her son's hips, she rose to her knees. Her hairy cunt hovered over his upstanding cock. She ran her hands through the silky pussy hair, parting it, revealing the wet pinkness of her pussy to his glowing eyes. Her clit bulged forth gleaming with anticipation. She lowered her cunt until her swollen clit brushed the tip of his cock. She smeared the seeping fuck fluids of his piss hole upon her clit, shivering hard enough to make her naked tits wobble. Kevin placed his hands on his mother's thighs, up close to the hairy triangle. His eyes seemed dazed as his mother began to lower her bushy cunt.
Donna felt her son's cock penetrate her cunt, and she sucked in an excited hiss of air. For a moment she held his prick between those hot, slippery cunt lips, and then she settled upon him.
When her pussy pressed against the base of his cock, she had her son's prick deep inside her. She could feel the way his cock throbbed between the fiery heat of her cunt lips. Her clit was smashed at the base of his prick, and a sudden orgasm ripped through her.
"Ooooo!" she whimpered as it flowed outward, spreading through her naked flesh. "Oh, I'm cumming! Oh God, Kevin, I'm coming already!"
In the back of her mind, she remembered what Jake had been wanting from her, what she had been wanting, too. She would not make the same mistake with her son. She began to bounce up and down on his cock, fucking him as she gripped her tits in both hands, squeezing, making the rigid nipples thrust between her fingers, she pulled at her nipples, twisting them as her naked ass churned and bounced.
She could feel her son digging his fingers into the soft flesh of her inner thighs as she squirmed and writhed, grinding her hairy cunt down hard on his cock.
"I'll fuck you, Kevin!" she said. "I'll fuck your little hard on, your sweet cock! Mother's cunt is going to eat that prick up!"
Kevin was grunting and moaning as sweet sensations flooded his cock. His mother's cunt was so hot, so wet that it was unbelievable to him. He had never felt anything so good in his young life.
The thick hairs of her pussy tickled his hairless prick and balls, sending hot flames through him, Donna's cunt was on fire, was being consumed by the strength and hardness of her son's cock. She churned and whipped her naked ass furiously, fucking him frantically.
"You better cum again!" Donna was shouting as she bounced up and down. "You better cum again, Kevin! If I'm going to be fucking you, then you better cum up my hot cunt! You hear me, honey? I want your cum gushing into my hairy, hot cunt!"
He leaned over him, her tits dangling in his face, and moved her ass up and down furiously, churning and plunging in mindless, orgiastic ecstasy. One of her nipples was caught by his mouth, and Kevin began sucking with a fury of boiling desire. His hands ran down to grip his mother s jerking, bobbing hips, and his fingers digging into the satiny flesh. Her naked ass whirled about as she plunged down, grinding hard with a cunt that was sucking wetly at his cock. The orgasms rumbling through her naked body were the strongest yet.
"Cum, damn you!" she screamed. "Cum in me! I want you to shoot that cum juice up my fucking hot, hairy cunt, honey! Shoot it to me...squirt that sweet stuff up my pussy! Cream me, Kevin! Cream mother's twat!"
Handy had the words ripped from her mouth than she felt his cock exploding deep inside her clinging cunt. The cum juice boiled from his piss hole and spattered against the velvety walls of her grasping pussy. The sensation of her son's cock spurting up her cunt sent Donna into a wild, mind shattering orgasm that twisted her body about violently. Her knees pressed hard at his hips as she slammed her spasming cunt down onto his squirting cock hard, grinding powerfully. Her pussy began to suck at his prick, draining the sweetness out of his tight balls.
And then she slumped forward.
Her tits crushed into her son's face as she laid there, legs wide about his, gasping heavily. Her naked ass continued to tremble from the force of her orgasms. She could feel her son's cock, now out of her pussy, warm against her inner thigh.
After a while she rolled from him, sprawling on her back at his side. Her arms were above her head and her legs were spread wide, her cunt still twitching. Her son's cum juice seeped from the flexing pussy and rolled down over her curvy ass cheeks. Her naked tits rose and fell.
She became aware of her son gazing at her. Kevin rested his head on his elbow; looking at his mother's naked body He was stroking his other hand up and down her smooth stomach, along her thigh. Then he probed at the thick bush of her cunt.
"You like that, honey?" he asked softly.
"Like what?"
"Mother's hairy cunt?"
He turned and looked at her. "Now you don't have to fuck Jake anymore; Mother. You can kiss my thing instead of his."
"Don't you think you can say cock now?" she teased.
"Okay cock."
But Donna sensed there was going to be more from her son. He was going to stay jealous, unless.