Chapter 1
When Alice discovered that her husband Brad was carrying on at sex orgies she promptly divorced him. However, she never realized what difficulty she would have bringing up her two virile teenage sons. For they were as sex obsessed as their father. She tried to bring some reason to play in their outlook on sexual activity.
One night she was certain that she heard her young son Bill playing with himself. She got out of her bed and went upstairs quietly. Her other son Bob was away. She was glad as she hated to embarrass Bill. For the telltale sounds of the mattress springs revealed to her that Bill was obviously pulling on his penis.
"Bill, baby," Alice said as she tiptoed into her young son's room, "what's this noise I hear?"
"Damn it, mom, you're bothering me," her young son objected to her unannounced entrance. She didn't hesitate to let her son know that she knew what was happening. She went right over to the bed and pulled back the sheet, revealing his naked body with one hand grasping his huge penis.
"So you still need to wear mitts," she complained. "I guess I'll have to put an end to that."
She reached down and pulled his hand away from his penis, but as she did so she felt his quivering cock herself. It had been a long time since she'd had any penis to play with. And as she felt her young son's rock-hard cock she felt desire surge through her own body.
"Why don't you pull it for me, mom?" Bill smiled shyly.
She had to admit it might be fun. Vividly she recalled how she had pulled his father's penis.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt any," she told him, "at least it would spare you from doing it yourself."
She reached out and began pulling on his long hard cock. He loved her hand on him.
"Oh, mom, you know how to jack-off," he smiled at her. "Did you do it for dad, too?"
She thought she might as well tell the truth. Alice had always been terribly frank and honest with her sons.
"Yes, Bill," she admitted. "Your father always enjoyed having me jerk it off. As a matter-of-fact, he used to buy baby oil so my hand would slip smoothly as I would pull on his penis. Maybe you'd like me to try that." , "Oh, mom, would you?" he asked her eagerly. "That would be fun."
"All right, why not?" she replied.
She left Bill lying there in the middle of the bed with his rock-hard cock standing on end while she went downstairs to get the baby oil.
She returned with the container of baby oil and sat on the edge of the bed and applied it to his long shaft.
"Just a little of this," she smiled as she applied it to his cock, "and it'll slip smooth."
Now she was pulling on his penis. He loved the sensation of her hand grasping and pulling.
"Yes," he enthused, "that feels great. Pull faster, mom."
It was difficult for her to pick up the tempo. But she was succeeding now. With firm hard hand movements she pulled on Bill's long mainstem. She recognized that in a moment her young son's penis head would be bursting with sperm. She hated to see it go to such waste. Her husband had taught her to give him good blow jobs. She figured she might as well suck him off. She had gone this far so why not go all the way?
Alice bent over. And her young son watched his mother as she licked the tip of his cock. He reached out and stroked her long blonde hair. She was a beautiful woman with soft blue eyes and sensuous lips. Now that she was sucking on his cock he could appreciate more than ever what a good mother she was.
"Suck it," he told her. "Go ahead and suck off my cock."
She didn't hesitate. She slid her mouth right over his penis tip and sucked.
"Yes, mom," he begged her anxiously, "now you're sucking. That's the way I like it Suck it off."
Passionately Alice let her mouth move up and down the length of young Bill's slick shaft. It was like doing a rerun with Brad her husband. For Brad had a long hard cock shaft and he always enjoyed having her mouth him.
She was eager to find out what her son's sperm load tasted like. How well she remembered Brad's cock load when he first married her. His sperm used to be thick and delicious. But as he grew more intemperate and took to drinking and carrying on too much, his sperm load thinned and weakened. It didn't taste anywhere near as good as it did when they first got married.
Now she was pleased that her young son was delivering to her a creamy thick load that tasted fantastic.
"Suck it off, mom," Bill begged her, "suck. Oh, mom, suck my prick off." He didn't have to beg Alice to suck his cum load.
For Alice was so thrilled with the delicious taste of his sperm that she could hardly stop sucking.
When Bill's penis began to tickle he had to tell her to stop.
"Mom, damn it," he complained, "you'll be sucking the damn thing off. Stop it."
Finally she came to her senses. She realized that she had gone too far.
"I'm sorry, baby," she whispered, "I guess I got carried away."
She knew she had become carried away with her young son's delicious penis. And it annoyed her that she was so fascinated with him. Yet she couldn't help herself. When she got the taste of his cum it triggered her to go on licking and sucking.
She looked away guiltily.
"Mom, you've got to control yourself," he smiled.
She looked at him and laughed.
"I've been thirsty for that a long time, son," she told him.
He looked at her beautiful breasts. He could see them easily through the filmy negligee that she was wearing.
"Mom, would you mind if I sucked on your tits?" he asked her.
"You've sucked on them before," Alice said gently, "when you were a little boy."
"I don't remember," he laughed as he reached inside of her negligee and felt of her ripe bosoms.
"I do remember, darling," she assured him, "and it was wonderful."
At that point Alice got to her feet. She let the filmy negligee fall to the floor in a pink chiffon pool. Then she lay on the bed and stretched.
"Do anything you want with me, darling," she encouraged him. "I love you. I want you to be happy."
He believed her. And he straddled her and reached down and gripped her breasts. He toyed with them. He enjoyed having his cock which was now limp over her pussy. But it wasn't going to be limp for long. For as the thrills shot through his body, he got hotter and hotter.
She couldn't control herself now. For she pressed her pussy up to meet his cock. He felt her wiggling movements and it stimulated him even more.
"Son," she whispered, "you can do anything you want to."
He pulled himself down so now his cock wasn't even with her vagina, but he was sucking on her breasts. She loved his mouth over her bosoms. It reminded her of when he was a baby. She couldn't help remember how long he wanted to be breast fed. She was certain there was a sexual connotation.
"Oh, Billy baby," she panted, "suck your momma's tits. Suck them."
Billy didn't enjoy being called a baby. He looked at her angrily.
"I'm a man now, damn it," he told her, "and you'd better believe it."
"I do," she told him. "That thing between your legs isn't a child's toy."
He sucked on both bosoms and then he was feeling of her pussy.
"Why don't you suck down there, Bill?" Alice asked anxiously.
Bill did not require a second invitation. He had long admired his mother's body. She was a shapely blonde with honey hair and soft blue eyes. But what Bill remembered most of all was the times he'd seen her completely naked. Moments when she would step out of a shower and wrap a towel around herself. He could remember that instantaneous flash when he could get a look at her pussy. And he was out of his mind now with desire to have her.
"Mom," he told her anxiously, "I'm gonna suck your snatch."
"And while you're doing that, dear," she suggested glibly, "you might finger fuck my ass-hole."
That startled him. For he had never thought of doing a finger fuck up the ass-hole. But if she thought it would be fun he figured he might as well go ahead and do it.
He parted her ass crack and let a finger slip up her ass-hole as he ate her pussy.
"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly, "that's the way I want you to do it. Eat my pussy."
She reached down and held her young son in place as he let his tongue slip inside her hot vagina. She loved the feeling of his tongue flipping back and forth inside of her moist mound.
"Eat me," she begged him. "Oh, yes, eat my pussy."
His tongue whipped up and down her vagina. She was really turned on.
"Suck me," she begged anxiously, "suck my sweet pussy."
He could taste her juicing and this triggered his tongue to speed up as it licked up and down her velvety vagina. He licked the tip of her labia and let his tongue slide to the neck of her womb.
"I'm cuming," she cried ecstatically. "Ohhh, Bill. Suck your momma's pussy."
Bill was going out of his mind with passionate delight. He sucked hard. And she juiced. As her hot pussy juices flowed freely, he didn't hesitate to press his lips tightly. Once a suction cup had been formed with his mouth he could devour her easily.
"Yes, yes," she cried ecstatically, "now you're sucking. Oh, Bill, eat my pussy."
Bill's tongue propelled around inside her until he had devoured her completely. Then withdrawing his hot tongue he pressed his lips affectionately on his mother's pussy slit and kissed her.
He clutched her ass cheeks now and held himself there.
"I love you, son," she told him. "You know that."
Bill nodded. He knew his mother did care for him. But what he also knew was that he'd gotten a charge out of finger fucking her ass-hole and he was thinking to himself how much fun it would be to slip his cock up her behind. He was almost afraid to dip his penis in her pussy for fear he might give birth. That would be the living end.
"A penny for your thoughts," she smiled at him.
"I've just got one thought in mind, mom," Bill admitted, "and that has to do with my pecker slipping up your ass-hole."
He looked at her adoringly. And then she smiled back at him.
"Your father used to use the baby oil when he would ass fuck me," she smiled.
Reaching out she got the plastic bottle of baby oil off the night stand. Pouring some into her hands she reached out and stroked his penis. When his cock was slick she nodded.
"Now your cock is ready for an ass fuck."
"I'm horny to stab it up your behind," he told her. "I hope you don't mind."
Alice shook her head. But secretly she was worried. Could she take all that cock?
As Alice closed her eyes, bending over a little farther, she felt the tip of his slippery shaft sliding harder. And then he rammed it all the way.
"Fuck it," he exclaimed. "Fuck it off."
All at once he was ramming hard. And she was pushing back to meet his advancing cock stabs. She thrilled to the feel of his slippery penis sliding up her ass-hole smoothly.
"Fuck it," he begged her. "Fuck. That's how you do it, fuck it off."
She wiggled on his sliding penis. He clasped her ass cheeks and held her in place as he rammed hard.
"Now you're doing it," he told her excitedly. "Oh, yes, mom, grab it. Fuck it off."
She knew what he expected. She knew how his father liked it. She twisted her butt for him. He clasped her ass cheeks and went on ramming. His big balls slapped against her bottom as he fucked her hard. Then he got the idea that it might be fun to reach around and slip his fingers into her pussy while he was sliding his cock up her ass.
Reaching around he let two fingers slip into her vagina. She enjoyed the sensation of his fingers inside of her and told him what to do.
"Pinch my love button, baby," she begged.
Once again Bill reminded her that he wasn't a baby. She apologized and promised she wouldn't say it again.
Bill compared the tightness of her ass-hole to the looseness of a pussy he had been making it with. And he had to admit that her ass was twice as tight.
Driving his cock as high up her rectum as he could get it he suddenly exploded.
"I'm cuming," he told her. "Milk my dick."
Her ass muscles clenched his cock. She wiggled and milked him. He felt more sperm spurting up her ass.
"Yes, yes," he cried enthusiastically, "that feels fantastic, mom."
Finally he eased his cock from her slippery behind. She collapsed in a heap and Bill lay beside her. He caressed her ass cheeks lovingly.
"Oh, son," she told him, "it felt so good when you fucked me."
Now that he had experienced this uninhibited sex act with her he was eager to try everything.
"Your father was quite a stud," she admitted, "that's why I had to divorce him. He wouldn't quit playing around."
"What did daddy like you to do?" he asked her frankly.
For a second Alice couldn't answer. It was too shocking and she didn't know whether she should reveal it to him.
"Tell me, mom," he insisted.
"There are secrets," she hedged, "and your father liked such strange bizarre things."
"Like what?" he insisted on knowing.
"All right, if you'll promise you'll never tell your brother Bob, I'll tell you," she confided.
He promised and then she began unwinding the strange sexual practices her husband liked to engage in.
"Brad always enjoyed it when I licked his ass for him," she said nervously.
"What?" the young boy gulped. "You mean you used to suck daddy's ass-hole?"
Now Alice realized she had told too much. She could tell by the horrified look on her son's face.
"Let's not talk about it anymore," she begged him.
"I want to hear it all," he told her. "Daddy must have been some kind of sex maniac. I know you didn't enjoy it, mom. I'm sure he forced you to do those awful things."
That saved Alice's face. Quickly she nodded.
"Oh, yes," she agreed, "your father was awful. He was forever forcing me to perform these miserable acts on him."
"Tell me more," he begged.
Finally she felt she should.
"Your father had very big balls," she explained seriously, "and when he was getting stimulated they would swell up on him. He loved to have me suck on them while he jerked his cock or had me pull on it."
"A ball sucker, too," he laughed. "Mom, is there anything you didn't suck on daddy?"
Alice was shy and embarrassed about her sexual conduct with her husband. She would really prefer not talking about it. But now that Bill's curiosity had been aroused he wouldn't let her alone.
"All right," she said candidly, "your father liked to do something else. He enjoyed coating my pussy with honey. Sometimes he would cover my body with whipped cream and lick it all off. Oh, he was wild."
"Now that sounds like fun," Bill smiled knowingly. "I have thought about such things, too. There was that record album we used to have where the girl was covered with whipped cream. You remember it. The Tijuana Brass. Well, when I saw that girl who looked like she was naked with only whipped cream covering her, I wanted to lick it off."
"I suppose that was normal," she admitted. "Whipped cream does taste good."
"Damn it, mom, you don't get the point," Bill chuckled. "It wasn't the whipped cream that tasted so good. It was her flesh."
"You weren't going to eat it," she reminded him. "You eat the whipped cream."
"But you lick the flesh," he smiled, "and that's where it's at."
There was a certain look that came across his face that alerted her to how much he enjoyed such unusual sexual practices. She figured that perhaps she should allow him to splash her down with whipped cream. Perhaps she should even let him coat her pussy with honey. Maybe he could perform the licking-sucking action all over her body as well as Brad could.
"What are you thinking?" she asked.
"Have we got any whipped cream downstairs?" he asked seriously.
She nodded. And then he insisted that she go get it and let him spray it all over her nude body.