Chapter 7
It was evident to Ann what the score was and she was tormented. She realized that she had no control over him. A couple of days later, Jeff informed her that he was going to dinner with his father.
"Just dinner?" she asked suspiciously.
"What's it to you, Mom?" he demanded.
"Plenty, dear," she said. "Plenty."
She didn't get any more words about what he planned to do, or where he was going. He left the house, and his father picked him up in the car outside.
"You didn't tell your mom anything?" his father asked him.
"No," he said, looking back at the house. And then he saw her going toward her car. It bothered him, as he couldn't help wondering where she was going. He hoped that she wouldn't be following them.
When they got to the restaurant, his father began giving him instructions.
"Now son," he said. "I've got the motel room all set up. And you're going to enjoy this dame. I'm sure, that she will give you just what you require. The main thing is to relax."
"Don't worry about me, Dad," young Jeff informed his father. "I've had sex before."
"Well, if you have," he said, "I guess I don't need to tell you about it. You know already."
"Yes dad," he said. "I know plenty about it. And I can take care of myself."
"Good for you, Son," Ted told him. "I want you to do your best to give this dame a good screwing. It's costing me a little. But it's worth it."
Looking at his father with gratitude, young Jeff nodded.
"I can't thank you enough," he told him. "I do appreciate what you have done."
Now it was time for the introduction. They left the restaurant and went to a nearby motel. Out of the corner of his eye, Jeff thought he saw a car that looked like his mom's car. It worried him.
"What's bothering you, Jeff?" his father said. "You getting cold feet?"
Jeff breathed deeply and got a hold of himself.
"Nothing, Dad," he said. "Nothing."
They went into the motel together and then his father introduced him to the brunette who was waiting inside.
"This is Jan," he said. "And Jan, I want you to meet Jeff."
"Well, hi Jeff," Jan smiled. "Your dad has told me a lot about you. He says, that it is time you learn a few things about life."
"I'd like to learn them from you," Jeff smiled shyly.
"And I would like to teach those things to you," she said. "It will help you out with all women."
The father caught on quickly that the two of them were getting along magnificently.
"Well I'll leave you two alone now," he said. "I guess everything is under control."
He left them and Jan immediately suggested a drink.
"Let's begin with a drink, baby," she said. "I have some wonderful bourbon here. Would you like a bourbon and seven?"
"Yeah," he told her. "That sound real good."
She fixed the bourbon and seven, and then they both started drinking.
"You've got a real nice dad," she told him.
"Yes I have," he assured her.
"I wonder," she said, "what we should do first."
"Well, I'd just like to get a look at you," he told her.
"You're looking at me." She laughed. "With no clothes on," he told her. "Oh sure." She smiled.
She began undressing, and as she did so he observed that she was wearing very attractive undergarments. She had a pair of black lace panties and a black bra on her that really turned him on. Her breasts were spilling out of her black bra and he could easily see the outline of her body through her sheer panties.
"Oh, you look good enough to eat." He smiled at her.
"Well, honey," she said, "It's nice that you should suggest that. I'd love to have you eat me. Any time."
As he looked at her vagina, which was easy to see through her panties, he detected moisture.
"You want to feel me?" she asked.
"I'd love to, Jan," he said, moving closer to her.
He pulled down her panties and let his hand slip down there.
"Baby," he said, "you really are beautiful."
Dropping to his knees, he pulled down her panties. Then, as if he was worshipping her vagina, he let his hot tongue start licking.
"Oh, I like that," she said. "You have marvelous tongue movement. It's almost as if you instinctively knew how to make love. You're better than your father."
"What?" he asked, pulling his tongue out and using it to talk now.
"Didn't your father tell you?" Jan smiled calmly, "I thought sure he told you that I had a lot of father and son fucking arrangements."
"Well, no," he said. "This comes as news to me."
"Well, that wasn't nice of him," she said. "It's a shame he didn't tell you."
It didn't take the two of them long to get into the bed. And when he was on the bed, she suggested something.
"I would love it, dear," she said, "if you would straddle fuck me."
"Straddle fuck?" he asked. "How is that done?"
"Well, dear," she said, "you just straddle me. You put your knees on either side of me and you lower your ass over my bosoms. You wiggle up and down on my breasts, and tease me with that great big cock of yours. I'll peel it back and forth, and you'll love it."
It didn't take him long to get into position. As he felt his bare bottom colliding with her bosoms, electrical waves of sexual pleasure flashed through his body.
"Yes," he told her. "This feels real good. I like it."
"I thought you would, dear," she said.
The pleasure was mounting in his body now and she was becoming more and more stimulated.
At this point, her mouth opened.
"I want to take you in, love," she said. "All the way in."
He thrust his cock into her mouth. Her lips fastened around the penis head and now he was ramming it back and forth. She jiggled his balls and alternately played with his behind.
"Oh, Jan," he told her. "You are fantastic. I haven't had a screw like this in a long time. Oh, lover, keep it up."
The pulsating pleasure that was surging through his body was remarkable. He wasn't worried about mom now. He was having a ball, and that was all that mattered.
"Eat my meat," he told her. "That's beautiful, Jan. Oh, yes. Fasten your lips on it."
Her lips fastened tightly around his penis. The pleasure became so intense, so devastating that he knew that he would be juicing in her face in a moment.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Keep it up, baby."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. The hot juice exploded in her mouth.
"Gulp it, baby," he told her. "Swallow my sperm."
Just being able to tell a woman that and watch her eating him greedily gave him a feel of masculine pride, maturity and delight.
Pulling off her, he let him mouth sweep down to her beautiful vagina. His hot tongue swept along her slit.
"Go ahead, dear," she said. "Eat me."
The hot tongue plunged in there. As his tongue began licking her velvety vagina walls, she became more and more stimulated.
"Oh baby," he told her, "I love that! That's a lot of fun."
Indeed, he did enjoy it. And she was enjoying: it too. Her hot thighs embraced his cheeks as he kept his head bent over there.
"Oh, do it, baby," she told him. "That's what I want you to do, baby. Plunge right in there."
She was turned on to see how excited he was. And she wasn't going to stop now. Locking her legs around him, she reached down to grip his head and guide him.
"Eat it," she panted eagerly. "Oh, honey, do it. That's what I need. Do it, baby."
She delighted in having a young stud lover. She thrilled to his youth and his innocence.
"Oh, baby," she groaned as she felt herself juicing. "You don't know how good that feels to me."
The sensational pleasure that she was deriving from having sex with him was driving her out of her gourd.
"Honey," she panted, "I think so much of you, you can't understand."
Indeed, there was something remarkable that she felt at this moment. For his hot, innocent young tongue, was the type of tongue that she thrilled to most. She had had plenty of men slipping into her pussy in every conceivable way. They used their fingers, they used their cocks and they used their tongues. But the one type of sex, that Jan enjoyed most was when she could convince a young man that he should go down on her. She felt she was helping him preserve his marriage later.
When he had pulled out, she caught sight of his gigantic cock.
"What are you going to do with that now?" she asked him.
"Fuck you, Jan," he laughed.
Jan threw her legs up in the air as she placed a couple of pillows under her ass-cheeks.
"I'm ready, baby," she smiled. "You're getting set honey."
Now, the thrills were just beginning. He gripped her ass-cheeks proudly and slipped his penis between her vagina lips. As she felt that stiff penis jabbing into her, she became more and more excited.
"Eh, baby," he told her. "You are too much. You really turn me on."
"Good," he told her, "I like to excite you."
There was no doubt in her mind that she was enjoying herself.
"Honey," she told him, "Lower your ass a little. I want to play with it."
He angled his body so that her hands had easy access to his behind. As she reached for his ass-cheeks, she squeezed them.
"Oh, yes!" she gasped excitedly. "That's what I like. Now you're doing it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
The wild thrashing movements were increasing.
"Come on, sweetheart," he told her. "That's what I want you to do. Let's give it."
The rapid fire fucking jabs were producing the pleasure she wanted most of all. Now she was so turned on she was trembling.
"Beautiful, baby," he told her. "Just what I like. Now you're doing it. All the way, honey."
The sensational pleasure that she was enjoying now was increasing.
"Oh, honey," she panted. "Juice! Juice! Give it to me."
The hot creamy fluid gushed out of her vagina. As she felt him gushing, electrical thrills flashed through her body. She juiced at the same time coming in multiple orgasms.
"I'm coming, baby," she gasped excitedly. "Can you tell, lover? Oh, honey, I'm juicing."
The juice was spurting on his penis, giving it nature's moist lubrication.
He continued pumping into her until he had shot his gun.
Slipping out of her, she grinned at him.
"You're really getting your rocks off tonight, aren't you, lover boy?" she smiled. "This your first time, honey?"
That did it. He realized that he was quite a lover, and he hated the fact that she was so wrapped up in her own ego that she couldn't appreciate his screwing skill.
"No, baby," he told her emphatically. "I've done plenty of fucking."
"That's nice," she teased him. "I'm glad."
She was a bit surprised and she tried to conceal her shock.
"I guess you service a lot of young guys this way, is that right?" he demanded.
"A few," she admitted glibly. "I hope you don't think there's nothing wrong with it."
"Well, I do." He heard his mother's voice booming as she entered the room carrying a large, bulky purse.
"Who is this woman?" Jan said reaching for the bedclothes to cover her nakedness.
"That's my mom," he gulped.
"What in hell is that old battleaxe doing here?" she stammered nervously.
"You don't call me an old battleaxe." His mother glared at her. "You cheap, fucking whore. How dare you defile my son?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said, turning away.
"Oh yes, you do," Ann Harrington said angrily, going over to Jan and pulling her face around so she could look into her eyes.
The moment Jan saw the evil glare that Ann was giving her, she recoiled.
"Get your clammy hands off me," she panted.
"Knock it off, Mom," Jeff said. "You're just jealous."
"What are you kid?" Jan demanded. "A mother fucker?"
"You shouldn't have said that, Jan," Ann said evenly.
Suddenly young Jeff saw his mother and what she intended to do. She pulled out a pearl handled pistol, and placed it next to Jan's head.
"You're not going to put up with anymore of this crap," she said. "Goodbye, whore."
She said no more as she pulled the trigger. The shattering sound of the gun exploding her brains out had Jeff so panic stricken he couldn't utter a sound.
Finally, he looked at her. Jan was bleeding to death.
"Mom," he blurted, "you're a killer."
Just then, the bedroom door swung open.
"What the hell is going on here?" A man was just standing outside the door in his shorts.
"My mom killed her," he said. "Mom is a killer."
That did it. The man went over to her and took the pistol away from her. She didn't put up much of a struggle.
"Why did you do it, Mom?" Jeff gasped excitedly. "Why the hell did you do it?"
"Because I loved you, Son," she said quietly. "Can't you understand?"
Tears were rolling down her eyes as she sobbed when the police came to take her away.
When the ambulance took Jan away, Jeff finished dressing. Then he went home in a taxi. When he got there, his father was waiting for him.
"How did it go, Son?" he asked him. "Did you have a good time?"
He couldn't answer. He was in shock.
"Well, Son," Ted said. "Speak to me."
"Dad," he said, "Mom killed Jan."
"What?" his dad exclaimed in shock and horror.
"She found out," he said. "She followed us. And she got jealous and killed her."
"Jealous?" his father asked in disbelief.
"Yeah," he said looking up vaguely. "I was screwing her."
Ted walked over to his son and looked at him in total disbelief.
"You're out of your mind," he said.
"I wish I was," his son answered, looking up into his father's eyes. "This would be easier to take if I was."