Chapter 1
When Marilee caught her young son looking at center folds and jacking off, she was indeed disturbed.
"What are you doing that for?" she exclaimed. "Do you want to help me, mom?" Clint grinned at her.
Marilee was surprised that her young son Clint could act this boldly. He had always been shy when it came to matters of sex.
"Clint," she told him frankly, "that's not good for you. You should get, your sexual release through swimming or sports."
"Look, mom," the young boy said as he removed his hand from his penis, "I can't get my rocks off when I'm playing football."
"It is not right that you play with yourself," she said emphatically. "When I was a young girl I will never forget my mother catching my brother doing just what you're doing."
"Did she help him?" Clint chuckled.
"It's no laughing matter, son," Marilee said sternly, "you won't enjoy the wonders of a woman if you keep doing that."
"Where's the woman?"
Marilee stood there in her negligee and as her naked young son looked up at her she knew exactly what he was thinking. The lustful desire was burning in his eyes.
"Now don't tell me you want to go to bed with me?" Marilee shrugged.
Her young son got to his feet. His erect cock attracted her attention. But Clint was looking at her firm round breasts and her fur-trimmed triangle through her sheer negligee. All of the sudden Marilee caught on to what he was doing. He was mentally masturbating. Hastily, she covered herself.
"Stop it," she said, "have you no pride?"
"I've got pride but I've got a hard-on, too," Clint said tightly. "Why don't you lie down here and let me fuck you?"
"Fine thing for you to say to your mother," she said as she turned around.
When Clint got a look at his mother's ass cheeks he knew he wanted to fuck her there, too.
He grabbed her shoulder and roughly pushed her down on the bed.
"Son," she said evenly, "you don't dare force yourself at me."
"I'm gonna make you beg for it," he told her. "You haven't been screwed in a long time. Ever since dad left you."
"Don't mention your father," she said evenly. "He was a sex fiend and I had to get rid of him."
"I know," he laughed, "you found lipstick on his shorts. You got jealous of the old man."
"Your father was a good-for-nothing philanderer," she said. "He was trying to get in other women's panties. I had enough of him."
It was obvious to him that it wasn't a good thing to mention his father at all. However, now that he had his mother lying before him he began massaging her bosoms.
"I'll bet on some rainy cold night," he smiled, "you wish you had a man in bed with you. You wish you had somebody licking your tits."
"Don't talk dirty," she warned him.
"And I bet you wish you had someone eating your box," he continued.
Marilee was so startled by the words her son was saying, she couldn't speak.
"How would you like to lick my dick, mom?" he suggested.
At this point she saw him reach for his cock. Then he gripped her hand and pulled it down to his penis.
"Pump it," he told her, "pump my cock. If you won't let me fuck you and you won't suck me, you can at least give me a hand job."
Realizing that she had no alternative, Marilee gripped his cock and began pulling.
"Faster," he told her, "that's the way I like it.
She was pumping rapidly now and to her surprise she was discovering there was a measure of enjoyment in doing it for him.
"It's getting harder now," he told her. "It's a shame you're not gonna get that nice load of cream. If you'd wrap your hot mouth around it, mom, you could suck it off in no time."
"Oh, son," she said, "you shouldn't talk like that to me."
"But I have these urges and these desires," he explained, "I want to have a woman lick my dick. Don't you understand?"
"Your father was the same way," she complained, "warped as could be. He had the nerve to ask me to go down on him."
"Yeah," he said as he watched her pumping. "Pump it hard. That's it. Feel the balls with your other hand, mom."
Soon Marilee found herself concentrating on her jack-off job. She tickled his testicles with her other hand and went on pumping.
"Beautiful," he smiled, "now you're doing it. That's really good."
She was really getting excited now and so was he.
"Why don't you let your tongue lick it?" Clint suggested to his mother.
Marilee moved over and looked at his cock head closely. It reminded her so much of her husband's long penis when he offered it to her. She remembered all too vividly how she refused him and how angry he got. She remembered how he begged to eat her pussy and how she also refused him that.
"Come on, mom," he said in a coaxing voice, "caress it with your tongue. Please."
"I don't think you know what you're asking me to do," she said as she went on pulling on his cock. "You're asking me to perform fellatio."
"No, I'm not," he objected, "I'm asking you to suck off my cock."
"That's what it is technically," Marilee explained. "Fellatio. And when you go down on a woman that's cunnilingus."
"Knock off this crap talk," he said angrily. "When you go down on a chick you're eating her box."
It was obvious to her that her son wasn't going to pay any attention. For he had his hand on her neck and he was forcing her down on his mammoth male member.
"You'll like it if you try it," he told her, "just taste me. I had Betty at school suck me and she said she liked me."
Suddenly her tongue was on his cock head.
"Suck it for me," he begged anxiously, "suck it, mom. That's it. Suck the damn thing off."
She let her mouth slip farther down his cock shaft. And soon she was indeed sucking.
"I like it," he told her, "you're giving me good head, mom. Keep it up."
It didn't take Marilee long to discover how to excite him with her mouth job. First she let her tongue lave the head of his big cock. Then she dipped her tongue in the small slit at the top of his penis. She could easily taste him. He tasted good to her. Suddenly she wanted him to shoot off in her mouth.
"Eat me," he begged, "eat my dick, mom. Come on, suck off that big juicy prick."
She enjoyed having him caressing the back of her throat with his velvety cock head.
"Oh, mom," he exclaimed as he deep throat fucked her, "you're really gonna have me creaming. That's wild. Oh, yes. Do me."
His insistent cock stabs continued. He was becoming more intensely excited every moment.
"Suck my prick," he begged her, "suck it. Suck my big juicy dick. That's what I want you to do. Suck that cock off. Suck it. Suck every drop of it."
All at once Clint exploded in his mother's mouth. Her son's fresh virile cock sperm tasted delicious to her. She sucked and swallowed. When he saw her cheeks pulling in he was pleased. For he hadn't been able to get his high school lover to swallow his seed.
Gripping her head he guided her farther down over his cock as he continued thrusting forward.
"Yes," he exclaimed eagerly, "that's the way I like it. Now you're sucking. Oh, mom, what a wild cock suck. That's the way I like it."
It was amazing to her how much her young son could enjoy himself. She had feasted on his penis and enjoyed it. Immediately she had a flash back to her husband. She remembered how he had pleaded and begged for her to blow him. She also remembered how she had refused.
As she lay there with misty eyes her young son was pulling apart her filmy pink negligee. She didn't say a word for she was lost in her thoughts. Perhaps if she had given in to her husband she would have him today. She knew that subconsciously she had wanted Clint for a long time. For Clint was a carbon copy of her handsome virile husband she had lost.
"You've got such beautiful boobs, mom," Clint complimented her. "They're smooth and firm. Oh, I want to tickle them with my tongue."
Clint's mouth moved over her bosoms. His tongue licked vigorously at each nipple and his teeth nibbled.
"Suck my breasts," she begged as she reached out and guided her young son's head.
"Oh, baby," she smiled as she looked at him, "I've waited to be loved like this so long."
Clint's hands were on his mother's mound. He was patting it passionately.
"If you want to lick me there," she admitted, "it'll be all right."
This was what Marilee wanted. Ever since her husband had made a tongue trail down to her vagina and started to suck her she had wondered what it would be like for someone to eat her pussy. She was discovering this as Clint's tongue slid smoothly into her vagina slit.
Young Clint was breathing rapidly now. His heart was pounding quickly and his cock was getting another hard-on. He slid his hands under his mother's smooth ass cheeks. He held her there as he ate her pussy. The aroma of her crotch excited him. The taste of her drove him out of his mind. His tongue lapped and whipped in wild motions inside of her pussy. He was trying to prove to all womanhood he was a lover. A tiger with a tongue. A tongue that wouldn't be stopped until he titillated her, exciting her to a scorching climax.
"Eat me, baby," his mother begged passionately as she finally threw her legs over her young son's shoulders.
Clint was happy that she wanted it as much as he wanted it.
"Oh, honey," she told him, "I'll tell you how to do it. You alternate your tongue action. Keep it a fast pace and then slow down. Real slow. Oh, yes, yes, that's the way I like it."
It thrilled him when his mother's hot hands gripped his head and forced him down over her pussy.
Suddenly she juiced in his face. His tongue surged inside of her and he quickly swept up her liquids.
"Ohhh, baby," she groaned in delight. "Yes, that's the way I like it. Oh, sweetheart. Now you're really sucking me."
Nothing that she had ever experienced of a sexual nature ever meant as much as when her young son's tongue found her pussy juicing.
When he finished he pulled out and rested his head on her thigh.
"We've done something terrible," she said softly.
"I know we have," he admitted, "but we couldn't help ourselves."
"I needed it and so did you," she nodded.
"As long as we don't tell anybody," Clint said, "we're safe."
"I won't either, mom," he assured her. "What we do between us is our business."
"Maybe we could take a vacation together," she suggested, "where we could be alone. They wouldn't have to know we were mother and son. Wouldn't it be exciting, dear?"
"It would," he told her. "I want to try everything with you."
Finally Marilee went back to her room. Clint had difficulty sleeping. For all he could think about was sex.
The next day at school Clint noticed a new girl. She was an innocent-looking honey-haired blonde with saucer blue eyes.
"I'm Clint," he introduced himself, "and what's your name?"
"Cathy," she smiled, "pleased to meet you, Clintm I'm finding this a real friendly school."
"Everybody's pretty nice around here," he agreed. "Of course you have to watch out for some guys."
"Naturally," she nodded.
It was obvious to him that Cathy liked him a lot.
"Cathy," he asked her, "I wonder if we could have a date?"
"I don't know why not," she said. "I'm foot-loose and imagine free since I broke up with my steady."
"You had a steady?" young Clint asked the cute blonde.
"Yes," she admitted, "I was going with Eddie. He was a real nice boy. However, when they caught him glue sniffing and they took him off to Juvenile we couldn't make it anymore."
"I should say I'm sorry," young Clint smiled, "but I'm not. I think we will make real good friends."
"I hope so," she said as the bell rang and they parted.
When Clint went home that night he was happy to inform his mother that he'd found a new girl at school. She didn't share his delirious excitement.
"What is she like?" she asked nervously.
"She's beautiful," Clint assured her, "she has soft blue eyes and nice blonde hair. Great shape, too."
"How old is she?" Marilee asked her son.
"Sixteen," he chuckled, "sweet sixteen and never been eaten."
"Look," Marilee said tightly, "I don't want you talking that way about your young girl friends. No doubt she is an innocent young thing and needs a good time but no sex. Certainly you don't want to get her pregnant. Then there's always the fear that she could be carrying some dreaded disease. Girls these days aren't as clean as they were in my day."
"I'll be careful, mom, don't worry about me," Clint winked.