Chapter 10
Marilee went to the kitchen and fixed her son a big breakfast. That would keep him happy and healthy.
"Takes a lot of fuel to fuck like that," she told him, "it burns up a lot of energy to shoot your rocks off as often as you do."
"You're a very thoughtful mom," he told her.
Marilee enjoyed parading around in the nude in the kitchen. Her son was delighted by the fact that her bosoms would brush her corn flakes and milk.
"I wish you'd sit on this side," he chuckled, "so I can dip your big breasts in my corn flakes and milk."
"Just pretend," she smiled, "that you're licking my tits while you're having breakfast."
After breakfast they both showered and dressed.
"Why don't we go out and have some fun today, mom?" he asked. "I'd like to play a game of miniature golf."
"Certainly, darling," Marilee replied. "Incidentally, I got a card from your father. He said that he'd like to see us both."
"Are you gonna answer him?" he demanded.
"Of course not," she said, "the bastard left us, let him rot."
That was all they had to say about the card.
Playing miniature golf proved to be a lot of fun. They had lunch at the restaurant nearby. After lunch Clint said he'd like to drive.
"You don't have your license," she reminded him, "so we're taking a chance."
"That's where it's at," he chuckled, "taking a chance. Isn't everything in life taking a chance?"
"That's true," she admitted.
Once Clint was back of the wheel and driving down the highway .he felt a surge of power go through him. He wished that seated beside him was a girl friend instead of his mother. His mother somehow felt that he was acting a bit distant.
"What was that girl like last night?" she asked, wanting to know more about the incident. "You got to see the tiger turn on with me apparently but I haven't heard much about Donna."
"Are you jealous of the little blow-job artist?" he asked.
"Of course not," Marilee laughed, "if I wanted to stoop that low I'm sure that I could find plenty of men who'd go ape over me."
"I know you could," he assured her. "You've got a beautiful body, mom. And I realize plenty of men would give their left nut to fuck you."
"Thank you, dear," she smiled, "mentioning nuts, how would you like it if I sucked on them for a while and gave you a strawberry ass fuck?"
"What are you talking about, mom?" he asked her curiously. "I never heard of such a thing."
"Your mom has many surprises," she said as she went to the kitchen and picked out the strawberry preserves.
Hurrying back to the bedroom she told her young son exactly what she wanted him to do.
"Now you just lie on your stomach, love," she smiled, "and I will tickle your nuts first. Then when you part your ass cheeks I'll slip some strawberry preserves up there. Next I'll lick them out."
It seemed a bit strange at first to watch his mother spooning strawberry preserves around his ass-hole. However, it didn't take long to accomplish the task. Then she bent over and started licking all around his ass crack. At the same time she played with his balls. He loved the tugging fingers pulling on his nuts.
"Oh, lick my ass," he exclaimed excitedly, "come on, mom, that's the way I like it. Suck my ass-hole."
The strawberry ass tasted good to Marilee. For she adored her son. She played with his ass cheeks and went on licking at his ass-hole.
"Stab your tongue up there, mom," he begged her.
She rode her tongue up his rectum.
"Like that," he exclaimed excitedly, "oh, wow. Keep it up."
He was really excited now.
"Lick it," he exclaimed, "Lick my strawberry ass."
She was so excited now she wanted to jerk his cock off at the same time. Pulling her tongue from his ass-hole she told him, "Roll over, baby, so I can eat your ass out and pull on your prick at the same time."
He rolled over on his side. She kept her tongue sliding in and out of his tight ass-hole while her hand gripped his cock and pulled.
"Keep it up," he told her, "oh, mom, I'm going out of my mind. Keep pulling my prick and sucking my ass. I love it."
Indeed he did. However, Marilee was a wise mother. She knew that too much pulling on her son's cock would bring him there.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes," he groaned in a passionate frenzy, "it's too much. I can't stand it."
She was really enjoying herself now. She pulled her tongue from her son's tight anus and moved around to the front of him. She pulled his mammoth male member to her lips and started sucking.
"Suck my cock off," he begged her, "suck it, mom. Suck my big juicy prick."
She let her mouth move from the top of his cock to the base of it. She tickled his balls. Then she fingered his ass-hole. He enjoyed having his ass fucked while his mom sucked.
"Eat it," he told her, "suck my seed. I want to see you swallow it. Oh, wow. Keep sucking me. Suck that big juicy prick. Suck it off."
Suddenly his big cock exploded. She sucked greedily, hungry for his sperm juice.
"Eat me," he said as he spread his legs wide. "Oh, eat me, mom."
He was on his back now and she was crouched over his cock.
"Oh, yes," he said as he felt her finger sliding farther up his rectum, "shove it up."
Marilee knew just how to love Clint. Clint was virile, young. Clint was hot to stab her mouth.
When she had finished devouring his cock she kept sucking till it drained him and it tickled.
"Stop sucking," he told her emphatically, "you got all the damn juice out."
Pulling her legs reluctantly off his male member she lay between his legs.
"I enjoyed that so much, son," she admitted.
"I could tell you did," he told her, "but you don't need to suck the damned thing off."
"I'm sorry," she teased.
Then sparing nothing she moved up his body. Straddling her son she swung her tits in his face.
"I remember when you were a little boy and loved to lick them," she smiled. "Now you're a big boy and you still love to lick them."
She smiled as she watched him sucking first one breast and then the other. The breast that wasn't being sucked was getting a good hand massage.
"Oh, sweetheart," she told him, "I want you to lick my pussy now."
He pulled off her and she moved forward, pressing her muff to his mouth. His hands gripped her ass cheeks and soon he was sucking away at her snatch like a professional pussy eater.
"Stab your tongue in there," she begged him. "Use it like a prick. That's what I want."
The tempo of his tongue licking accelerated her ass movements. She was keeping time to his tongue. Reaching up he gripped her bosoms and squeezed them.
"Eat me," she begged passionately. "Oh, yes, baby. Eat my pussy."
The supercharged excitement that he felt now persisted.
"Eat me," she begged, "eat me."
His hands moved from her buttocks up to her bosoms. He loved to play with her breasts while he sucked at her snatch.
"Oh, lover, she said, "Lick my love button."
Up and down his tongue rode her clit. She wiggled on his tongue.
"Oh, Clint baby," she groaned in sexual ecstasy, "I love that tongue flipping up and down in my clit. Oh, baby, nibble it. Suck it off."
"Ohhh, wow!" she said reaching up and holding him pinned over her pussy.
As she came in multiple climaxes she knew she could never have a tongue that would excite her as her son's pumping tongue.
As he finished eating her and pulled off, his heart was pounding rapidly. When his tongue was out of her vagina he still wanted to look at her. Prying her pussy lips apart he looked at the moist pink flesh.
"What are you looking at dear?" she asked.
"At you," he smiled, "at your gorgeous snatch."
She laughed as she unwound her legs from him. She stretched out and lay on her stomach. The moment he saw her firm round ass cheeks he knew what he had to do. He mounted her.
"Oh, baby," she said as she felt his stiff cock between her ass crack, "you're going to use something on it. You can't slide it up there without some Vaseline."
He hated to move off the bed. Yet he did. He went to the bathroom and found a jar of Vaseline. Returning he uncapped it and dipped his finger in and got some on his cock. When it was well coated with the slick substance he parted her ass cheeks and she was prepared for his mounting. She loved the slick feeling of his cock as it shoved up her rectum.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck it." The big cock rode up her ass-hole and she twisted around.
"Oh, wow!" he gasped, "that's beautiful. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Her ass twisted for him.
"Now you're doing it," he told her, "grab it with your ass muscles, mom."
Marilee was only too happy to give her son unique thrills. She wanted him to thrill to getting his rocks off in this unusual manner.
"I love that," he exclaimed as her sphincter muscle swung around.
"Faster," he told her. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Now you're fucking. I love that. Fuck it."
His big balls bounced against her behind as he went on fucking. She was bent over now so he bent over. Gripping her beautiful bosoms he went on fucking her ass-hole with vigor and delight.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her, "fuck. That's the way you do it. Fuck it."
She was churning her ass for him and she knew that it couldn't be much longer before he would explode. Suddenly the hot sperm spurted from his cock head.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly, "oh, mom, I made it."
She was happy to see him enjoy himself. By this time every inhibition had been overturned.
"Keep ramming it up there, sweetheart," she begged. "Maybe you'll get a double header."
Sure enough as he socked it to her he felt his balls bristle and his cock quiver. More sperm spurted out of his cock head.
"Oh, wow." he exclaimed, "I'm cuming. Oh, mom, milk it."
She went on churning her ass, squeezing his cock.
"Give it to me, son," she begged, "that's it. Oh, beautiful."
Pulling his cock out of her rectum he lay down exhausted.
"I always feel good after a great fuck," he told her, "but now I'm hungry."
"Sure you are, baby," she told him, "and you need a good meal."
When he had finished a good meal he relaxed.
"Mom," he asked her bluntly, "what's gonna become of us?"
"What do you mean, darling?" she said, reaching for his limp cock.
"We can't go on like this," he said softly, "we can't."
"Why not, dear?" she said smoothly.
"Because," he explained, "somebody's gonna catch on. I think we ought to make a clean break of it right now. No more fucking between you and me."
"You can say that now because you're satisfied," she told him, "but you'll feel different when your balls tingle."
"Maybe I will and maybe I won't," he informed her.
"I know men," Marilee smiled. "They're all the same. Before they get their rocks off they'll promise you the moon. After they spill their sperm they don't give a damn. Honey, tomorrow night you'll want to screw with me."
"I'm not saying I won't want to fuck again," he chuckled, "all I'm saying is I'm tired of being a mother fucker."
"Don't ever say that again," Marilee said angrily as she placed her hand over his mouth forcefully.
He started to smile and when he saw the look of rage on her face his smile disappeared.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"You should be," she snapped. "I thought we had something beautiful going on between us. Something that only you and I could understand. Instead perhaps it means nothing. Maybe as far as you're concerned I'm just a patsy."
"When am I gonna find out about life?" he finally told her honestly. "I'm not gonna find it screwing you all the time."
"There's more to life than fucking, dear," she said meaningfully. "Why don't you get a hobby?"
"Like licking stamps instead of eating pussy?" he asked her.
"Now, dear," she said "you sound bitter."
"I don't feel right about what we're doing," he said. "I ve got a guilty conscience. I'm sorry, mom."
"You should be," she told him, "a stiff prick has no conscience. Anybody knows that. When you were getting what you wanted in my pussy, or in my ass-hole or my mouth, you never complained. It's when you are satisfied that you are difficult, dear."
"All right, see it your way," he said evenly, "but you want other cock. You've played around plenty."
"No, I haven't," she said evenly, "just a little.
Sure, I picked that guy up in the bar. But I had good reason to. You, my love, were going to an orgy. I felt if you could go to a horrid thing like that I ought to have a right to play around with at least one man."
"You make sure you get what you want, don't you, mom?"
She realized talking to him was futile. She began letting her tongue lick all over his chest. She wanted to excite him once more so he would quit talking this way. She licked down to his stomach. Then she let her hand start to manipulate his penis, hoping he would get a hard-on. To her shock and dismay he didn't get an immediate hard-on. Finally she licked at his balls. With her nose nuzzling all around his testicles and her hand pulling on his cock she was certain she would get the limp thing up. She was wrong. Finally giving up in despair she looked up at him.
"What's wrong?"
"I told you, mom," he said sadly, "my heart isn't in it any more. I'm beginning to feel guilty about us."
"That's the most ridiculous thing I ever heard," she said, "you and I fit like nobody else. Oh, baby, why won't you listen to your momma?"
Now she figured she would try to tease and tantalize him some more. She began massaging his thighs with her bosoms. She moved up his body with her breasts crushing across him.
"Doesn't it feel good to have your body massaged with my bosoms?" she asked eagerly.
"It feels good," he admitted."
"Of course it does, darling," she said quickly, "and you know how much I adore you."
When she had moved up to his mouth she swung her bosoms over his face.
"Why don't you lash out with your tongue, sweetheart?" she smiled.
It was too big a temptation. Her beautiful bosoms did appeal to him. His tongue began licking. His teeth started nibbling on her big nipples.
"I knew you'd come around," she smiled. "Oh, love, lick them. That's the way to do it, baby. Lick them."
His hands began wandering all over her body. She knew it was time to move up so she could put her pussy over his mouth.
"Sweetheart," she smiled down at him, "start licking your momma's pussy."
She enjoyed the sensation of his tongue stabbing into her vagina. She wiggled about and he had to place his hands on her bare behind to hold her in place.
"Suck my pussy," Marilee panted, "suck me. Oh, baby, eat your momma. Eat your hot momma."
CHAPTER ll
He went on eating away and she loved it. However, when a telephone ring interrupted she was annoyed. Reaching for the phone she picked it up. It was her girl friend Laura.
"I'm busy, Laura," she told her honestly. "Could you call back later?"
Laura shrieked into the phone, "It may be too late. I'm gonna end it all."
"Don't shoot," Marilee insisted, "things can change, dear. Don't take your life."
It was disturbing to Marilee to have to listen to Laura carrying on in one of her suicide phone calls. Nevertheless, she didn't want to stop Clint's tongue from twirling around inside of her box. Putting her hand over the phone she whispered, "Go on eating my pussy, baby. Laura is on one of her suicide kicks."
Clint went on lapping away at her mound. He was really going to town. At the same time Laura was raving on.
"I'll come over and see you later, baby," she told Laura.
She hung up and concentrated on what her son was doing. Reaching out she gripped his head and guided him.
"Eat me, baby," she begged. "Oh, yes, that's what I want you to do. Eat me."
Suddenly when his teeth bore down she gushed. Pressing his lips tight like a suction cup over her he ate her. Reaching out Marilee held her young son's head in place.
"Eat me, baby," she begged anxiously. "Oh, sweetheart, suck that pussy."
When he'd finished devouring her he pulled his tongue out and smiled up at her.
"Feel better?" she asked him.
"I do, mom," he told her. "I guess I was wrong in wanting to end our relationship. I enjoy it as much as you do. I don't know what I'd do if you told me I couldn't eat your pussy anymore."
"You'll never have to worry about that, darling," she told him, "because your momma will always take care of you. Now I've got to rush over and see what's wrong with Laura. She's been drinking heavily lately."
"Don't be too long," Clint said, "I'm gonna roll over and get some sleep. When I wake up, mom, I want you back here."
"All right, dear," she said, "now you sleep tight."
Marilee hastened to get dressed. She wanted to see Laura as quickly as she could. For Laura and Marilee used to work together as cocktail waitresses at a bar. However, Laura went on to bigger and better things. She became a topless-bottomless dancer. She had so many men after her pussy she made a mint. In a way Marilee had resented the financial success that Laura had achieved. However, she always consoled herself with the fact that she wasn't a slut.
At this point in time, however, she was wondering just what she was. For it was becoming evident to her that she was crazy about her own son and didn't care about any man as much. She knew it was sick. But she was afraid to go to a head shrink and inform him of her illness.
After she had dressed she got in her car and drove down the freeway to Laura's apartment. She only hoped that Laura would not be dead when she got there.
When she finally got to the apartment and was rapping on the door and there was no answer, she was nervous as a cat.
"Laura," she called out, "this is Marilee, dear. Open up."
Finally when there was no answer she turned about and decided to go to the apartment house manager. She was stopped dead in her tracks, however, when the door swung open and Laura stood there naked as a jaybird, with a big smile on her face.
"Hi," Laura said in a drunken haze.
"You scared the life out of me," Marilee informed her flatly. "I didn't know if you'd gone through with it this time."
"I sure felt like it," Laura told her. "It was one of those dreadful nightmares. I wanted to end it all. But I couldn't. Something called me back."
"What was it?" Marilee asked as she walked into the posh apartment.
"I guess it was my conscience," Laura said with a slow smile. "I would feel guilty."
"Why, may I ask?" Marilee asked with a chuckle.
"Think of all the men that I would be depriving of pleasure," she said. "When they need a good fuck and they didn't have little old Laura to come to, where would they go?"
"They would find any old port," Marilee assured her. "I need something to drink now."
Marilee was shaking and her girl friend understood why. She was sorry that she'd put her through such a nervous shock.
"Why don't you take off all of your clothes and go to bed with me?" Laura suggested.
"What's come over you?" Marilee demanded.
"I don't know," Laura giggled as she poured her a double shot of whiskey.
"You never used to talk like that," Marilee reminded her, "you were all woman."
"That was then," Laura giggled, "I'm different now."
To prove how different she was she went to her bedroom and returned with a dildo strapped on herself.
"What on earth have you got that thing on for?" Marilee demanded.
"I used to perform in exhibitions with this," she explained, "and I made lots of money."
"You mean you had sex with women?" Marilee said in disgust.
"Yes, dear," she told her, "I did everything. I had sixty-nine and one time I even fucked a dog."
"You've gotten sick on sex," Marilee warned her, "and it's too bad. You were such a nice normal girl before."
"No, I wasn't," Laura insisted, "I was always a little warped and twisted. There was something tugging inside of me that wanted to explore every avenue of sex. Oh, baby, why don't you take your clothes off?"
"I'm afraid of you," Marilee replied honestly, "you might try to rape me."
"Wouldn't that be a rape case to end all rape cases?" Laura laughed. "I can see it now in headlines. Stripper rapes old girlfriend."
"You know," Marilee finally said, "I think maybe I should experiment sexually. It might be interesting to know what it would be like to have a woman slipping a dildo in my pussy."
"You'll love it," Laura assured her. "You always did love big dicks."
"That's the truth," she admitted, "but I never did it with a woman before. That seemed terribly abnormal and sick."
"Anything goes these days," Laura insisted. "You ought to give it a spin, baby."
Just for the hell of it Marilee decided to strip. As she did so her girl friend watched closely.
"You've kept your shape, honey," Laura smiled approvingly.
When she pulled off her panties and removed her bra and stood there stark naked, Laura drooled.
"Get on the bed, baby," she told her, "and let me jab it to you."
Marilee and Laura walked into the bedroom. Marilee stretched out and patted her pussy.
"I want it here, honey," she told her, "and give it to me good."
It didn't take Laura long to straddle her. She guided the huge cock into her.
"How's that for a prick?" she said. "You don't have to be a man to have a pecker. As long as you've got the price of a plastic cock you can fuck."
Laura was pumping it to her like a man. With driving dildo stabs she was ramming it to her.
"Fuck it," she told her, "that's the way to do it, sweetheart. Fuck it. Come on, baby. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, fuck. Fuck it."
In and out the big cock rode.
She was really enjoying it as Laura demonstrated how a dildo could be used.
Reaching around she let her hands slowly slide up and down her back.
"Fuck me," she begged eagerly, "oh, baby, fuck me.
She really enjoyed herself. "Ohhh, yes, baby, yes. That's the way you do it. Fuck it."
The pleasure welling up in her body continued to increase.
"Oh, sweetheart," she gasped, "you don't know how good it feels to me. Oh, baby, give it to me. Grind hard, honey."
The intense pleasure that Marilee felt as her girl friend's dildo stabbed her pussy in cock-precision time surprised her. She never dreamed a woman could provide sexual thrills that could get her so stimulated.
"Fuck me," she begged ecstatically, "fuck me. Harder, honey. Now you're doing it. Grind it. Drive it."
The cock was sliding up her rhythmically. She was turned on all the way. "Oh, sweetheart," she smiled at her, "you sure know how to fuck. Oh, baby, you've got it down cold."
Suddenly both women found themselves kissing. At this point Marilee reached for Laura's buttocks. She played with her ass cheeks while her lover kissed her.
Suddenly both women juiced. Their climax came in unison. Pulling away momentarily Laura looked into her lover's eyes.
"Fuck it, baby," she told her, "keep swinging your hips. You'll get some more juice."
Sure enough as she went on swinging and the dildo continued thrusting, she came again.
She was amazed how much pleasure she could derive from having sex with another woman. Her legs locked around Laura's as she pushed her pelvis forward, juicing some more.
Finally Laura pulled her dildo out of her.
"Oh, sweetheart," she told her, "you don't know how good that felt to me."
Having finished that, Laura wanted to tell her all about her sexual adventures.
"I began finding out there's a lot of money in sex," she told her. "It's amazing what men want."
"Tell me," Marilee smiled, "what did you discover?"
"Plenty," her girl friend replied, "and I shall tell you all. It will help you when you make love."
Momentarily Laura took a booze break.
"I'm so thirsty," she told her, "I don't know why but I feel the need of being loaded most of the time."
"Go on and tell me what you've learned."
"Men like to have everything sucked and licked that you can imagine," she said nervously. "They want you to lick their balls, let your tongue slide up their ass-hole, and then you must always cop your mouth over their cock. If you spit their sperm out they get furious."
"Tell me more," Marilee smiled, "I'm curious about those special sex games prostitutes play."
"Certainly, dear," she said. "One of them is really quite unique. When I have the dildo on I drive it up a man's ass-hole, while he lies on his back. He does an acrobatic fuck. I make it so I can get my mouth over his cock and suck while I fuck him."
"That is unique," Marilee admitted, "I've never practiced that."
"There are plenty of things you've never done," her girl friend assured her, "and I'm sure that you would learn plenty if you were around me. A lot of times guys dig having two women. One woman is getting fucked while the other one sucks the guy's ass-hole."
"That does sound unique," Marilee admitted, "but I would prefer being the girl who's getting the cock slung into her pussy rather than the girl who was eating ass."
"Naturally," Laura laughed, "you've always been spoiled. But there's one thing you learn when you are involved in sex games. You don't have ego trips. The important thing is to provide an unusual diversion. And it can be done."
"From what you tell me," Marilee smiled, "you have been doing a lot of it, too."
"I'm successful at what I'm doing," her girl friend smiled, "and I'm certainly not ashamed."
"I didn't say you should be," Marilee said. "As a matter-of-fact the next time I have sex I will have to use a dildo. May I borrow one of yours?"
"I guess you could use my old one," she told her. "I'm always getting later models."
"Do they have different kinds of dildoes?" her girl friend asked.
"Yes, they do," she admitted candidly. "The latest rage in dildoes is the kind that spits imitation sperm. You can buy the sperm in bottles and you can fill a small rubber bladder bag."
"That is too much," her girl friend laughed, "it really is, baby. What will they think of next?"
"It's hard telling," she smiled.
After a few more words of chitchat, Marilee thought it would be good to get back to her young son and experiment.
"I've got to get going," she said, "you know I have a son. It's important that I fix dinner for him. He's probably been out exercising a lot today. He's such a sportsman."
"All right," Laura smiled, "we've both enjoyed ourselves. But we've got to get together and do this more often. Promise me we won't stay apart so long."
"I promise you," Marilee said, her eyes going misty as she thought of the troubled life that Laura led.
She went home. She hoped that Clint would be home when she got there. She wasn't disappointed. Clint was stretched out on the sofa, looking at television.
"Where have you been so long, mom?" he mumbled as he went on looking at the movie.
"Trying to cheer Laura," she said, "that girl is so depressed. I don't know what is going to become of her, my dear."
"She didn't kill herself this time, did she?" he asked.
"No, fortunately not," she replied, "Laura is in the land of the living. However, I hope she doesn't try it again. Sometime she might succeed."
He told her to shush as he wanted to finish looking at the movie. This bothered Marilee. She felt that her news about Laura came first.
"You don't have much concern for people who have problems," she snapped.
"Can't I ever watch anything?" he complained.
"I won't bother you," she snapped as she walked out to fix him dinner.
Finally when the film was finished she was just about ready to serve the food.
"Are you hungry, honey?" she asked him.
"You bet I am," he told her, "I could eat a steak and a half."
"You'll have to forget the half, love," she told him, "because mom needs her strength, too. I fixed us both steaks. I knew that would make you happy."
She always enjoyed seeing him eat. For he did have a marvelous appetite.
After dinner they went back into the living room and she pulled the dildo out of her purse.
"What in hell have you got there?" her young son asked curiously.
"A dildo, dear," she smiled. "Haven't you ever seen one?"
At this point he burst out laughing.
He wasn't laughing, however, when Marilee suggested they go to the bedroom and try something unusual.