Chapter 8

Overpowering desires swept through Mona's body.

She felt a compelling urge to reach out and grab her son's cock. She had to get it up to the same level of excitement and length that it had been at when it exploded inside her pussy.

Mona reached out and began by moving her fingers ever so gingerly over the foreskin of his penis.

She loved touching the flaccid skin, and the more frequently that her fingers came into contact with his bulging instrument, the hotter that she felt. She wanted the sense of accomplishment of knowing that she got his cock up all the way, then was able to bring him to climax with her tongue once it reached that level.

While the fingers of her right hand continued exploring the foreskin of her son's hard dick, she reached down with her left hand and started to let her fingers travel over his balls.

She worked her fingers smoothly, watching the fires within him build as she kept up her stirring tempo. The longer she sustained her movements, the more obvious it became as to just how eager he was becoming for sex. His whole body started to quiver, and as it did she worked her fingers that much more quickly over his cock and balls.

"You're dynamite with your fingers," he exclaimed. "Just keep them working, honey. You keep up that kind of movement, and I'm gonna be juicing all over the damned place."

Busily the fingers continued to slide, and the more quickly they worked, the hotter that he found himself becoming.

She was accomplishing just the purpose that she had set out to achieve. She was getting her son hot, so hot that he would have to explode before long.

Mona's fingers, which started by tenderly massaging the foreskin of his penis, now began to move down the full length of his erect pecker.

She liked touching the smooth, hard skin, and every time she recognized just how much harder and longer his prick was becoming, she became that much more eager for contact.

Up and down she firmly pumped, getting him that much closer to orgasm.

"You're gonna have to start sucking me soon," he told her.

"Just hang on, baby. First of all I want to give you all the finger contact I can. I want to make sure that I get you as excited as possible."

"I'm already there. I can't get any more excited."

"That's what you think. Just wait until I give you a little more action."

Her fingers kept on gliding up and down the full length of his passionate organ. He began to gasp, his legs splaying as she repeated her hot movements.

"Get down and suck it," he cried out. "I just can't take much more, baby. Oh, it's just too much for me to withstand."

While her fingers busily tore into his burning balls, she reached out with her long red tongue and began to massage the very tip of his cock.

Mona decided she would bring out the greatest degree of passion within him by starting out with the ball sucking. After a little bit of that, she would be certain to work her tongue down all the way to the base of his dick. She wanted to swallow his hard prick, to feel the hot throbbing sensations of it as it stabbed inside her mouth. She wanted to experience beautiful deep throat sex with her hot young son, and, ultimately, to feel the sensations of his thick white creamy juice spilling out of the end of his cock.

The steady ball tugging got him all the more aroused as she systematically worked her tongue up and down his dick.

She squeezed and tugged at his testicles, bringing the intensifying fires forward, getting him that much hotter.

Up and down she pumped and stroked, working her tongue laboriously, sliding her fingers around his balls as she sucked him.

She finally manipulated her mouth to where she was practically gulping down his cock. She thrust the huge savory stick as deeply intd her mouth as she could, planning on giving him the best sensations possible.

"Eat my cock," he exclaimed. "You're really going after it, sweetheart. Slide that tongue down my prick. That's it. Oh, you're really stuffing it into your mouth, honey. That's what I like. Keep on stuffing that hot stick into you."

While the burning sensations continued to multiply within her mouth every time that she stabbed his prick penetratingly deeper into her, she released her fingers from his balls.

She desired to cup her fingers around his ass cheeks, to hang onto him tightly, to cling to her hot son while he was getting set to unleash his juices into her waiting mouth.

She moved her fingers briskly, coming into close contact with his buttocks. She squeezed the firm skin, tugging desperately as she thrust his cock in all the way, driving it hard, pumping it into her mouth.

Ed could not withstand much more of this kind of pace. It would have been too much for any man, but most particularly, a hot young man like himself.

She kept on stabbing with her tongue, pushing his cock ever deeper, enjoying the act of intercourse. She wanted to gobble down every drop of his hot white sperm, and she anticipated with great interest the moment at which his juices would begin to gush out of the end of his rod.

A few moments later the sea of passionate juices began to unleash itself from the depth of his balls, surging forward at the end of his long, itchy prick, and spraying into her mouth.

She went after the hot white gobs of thick cream, seeking to devour every drop, attacking the gushing liquids as they spilled into the deepest corners of her mouth.

Mona had given her son passionate deep throat sex, and he in turn was unleashing his burning juices into her inflamed mouth.

"Take it all," he encouraged, "stay with the sucking, honey. Eat it, baby, eat my cock juice."

She finished gobbling up the load, then released his now stilled cock from her mouth.

"What a cock-sucker you are," he said. "It looks like you haven't had any action like that for a long time."

"I haven't. I was starved for it," she admitted.

"My God. Hasn't dad been taking care of you?"

"I don't even like to talk about that," she said defensively.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to bring up anything unpleasant."

"It is unpleasant," she nodded. "He just can't seem to make it anymore. It bothers me, it bothers me a good deal."

"I'm sorry about that."

"You did quite a bit to remedy it," she smiled. "As a matter-of-fact, my pussy is burning up just thinking about it. I loved devouring your cock juice. It was so thick and creamy. I love that gooey stuff."

"Speaking of goo, I'll bet you've got a lot stored up in your pussy," he smiled.

"Would you be so kind as to go down on me?" she asked soothingly.

"I certainly would."

"It would be greatly appreciated."

"After the fucks you gave me, I'll do any damn thing that you want."

"A nice pussy suck would be fine, thank you."

"I'll do better than that," he told her with stout determination. "I'll start out by sucking your ass-hole. That'll get you so horny you won't know what to do."

"I must admit, you're making things sound more enticing every time that you open your mouth."

"Except that the next time I open my mouth, it's gonna be to suck your ass-hole with."

"Go ahead. I'm so horny now I don't know what to do."

"I know what to do," he laughed.

He ran his fingers up and down her long legs, enjoying the stimulating contact with her firm skin.

Ed looked down at her moist twat, which looked so tempting. He could hardly wait to sink his tongue into her moist pink passion pit, but before he did that he would be going to work on her ass-hole.

He cupped his fingers around her buttocks several times. He liked the shape of them, and only wished that the other girls that he knew from school were built as well as his mother.

Ed parted her legs, then dropped his head down toward her ass-hole.

He slipped his tongue inside her anus, tickling the outer edge of her ass-hole.

"That's a great start," she gasped.

While his fingers smoothly circulated around her thighs, he let his tongue move forward, stabbing ever deeper into her ass-hole.

When his movements began to intensify, her body rocked. Mona's beautifully conducted breasts jiggled as he kept on stroking her ass-hole.

His fingers kept on burying themselves in her warm flesh, and his tongue penetrated as deeply as it would go inside her ass-hole.

When he began to plunge to the deepest extent, her whole body twisted in dramatic response to his movements.

"Keep sucking," she sighed in a husky tone, becoming more and more carired away by his efforts. "Drive your tongue into my ass-hole. I need it, honey. Oh, do I need it."

After a few more minutes of drilling his tongue inside her ass-hole, he contemplated the next course of action, moving his tongue around inside her pussy.

But before he moved on to that stage, he worked his tongue around her anus a few more times. And as he did so, he slipped the fingers of his right hand inside her box. She was good and moist, just like he wanted her, and his fingers slipped and slid with relentless determination.

Once her body had been propelled into a state of exuberant bliss, he released his fingers from her mound and began to work his tongue inside her pussy.

With determined zeal his tongue continued to blaze over her mound.

To give himself some extra satisfaction, he reached beneath her and pulled up against her ass cheeks, causing her body to rise as his fingers dominated her.

The hot, peppery strokes between her legs continued as he pushed her dramatically toward climax. With consistent zeal he sprayed her dramatically with his tongue, moving her ever closer to climax.

He liked knowing that he was dominating his mother. Mona was at his beck and call, willing to follow him in any pursuit, just as long as it was in the direction of hot, exciting sex.

While his fingers continued busily working over her ass cheeks, the juices began to spill out of her pussy.

Her body wiggled with overpowering satisfaction as he kept on eating the juices from her organ.

"Keep going after it," she exclaimed. "Eat my pussy, honey. Tackle every drop that comes out of it. I want you to have it, baby, I want you to eat my juices. Go after my passionate load."

It made him feel good to know that he had in some way reciprocated after she had given him such tremendous enjoyment.

There was a look of contentment on her face after he finished that had not been there up until that time.

Mona began to wonder about the implications of all that she had done. She had just had sex with her own son. It wasn't a one-shot deal, either. It was a sustained, torrid adventure in which he had provided her with the very pleasures she had been denied recently on so many occasions by her own husband.

As Ed got up slowly from the bed, Mona's thoughts drifted toward Gary for the first time since she and Ed had gotten involved in the act of lovemaking.

She couldn't help but wonder what he would ever think if he knew that she had seduced her own son. After all, she had been the aggressor. It had been her idea to go to bed, and she had teased her son accordingly, getting him to the point of helplessness to where his cock was so hard that he could not turn back the temptation thrust at his doorstep.

Even though Ed had orgasmed twice, he did not appear to be very tired as he began to put his clothes back on.

Once more Mona thought about Gary. She couldn't help but notice the sharp contrast between the way that her son was able to conduct himself in bed, and the manner in which her husband Gary dragged himself.

Mona couldn't help but wonder if she was falling into some kind of a terrible trap. She wondered if the trap door was about to shut, leaving her in a complex, puzzled state.

"You're the best piece of ass ever," Ed exclaimed emphatically.