Chapter 11
When Cliff Barnett strode out of the house and down the concrete sidewalk, his face was red from embarrassment and his ego was shrunken from cruel words.
I'll fix that bitch, he promised himself. I'll make her get down on her knees and beg to suck my cock. She'll pay for this with her Goddamn ass-hole...
By the time he was at his car, Barnett was smiling. He knew the first place he was going to go. Al King's contractor's office downtown. And then he'd see which side of her face that bitch liked talking out of...
Kathy whirled through the house looking for her son. She didn't stop until she looked in Lisa's room. The boy was sitting stiffly on the chair in front of his sister's vanity mirror staring at himself.
"David," Kathy cried. "What are you doing in here?"
The boy sniffed audibly. "Nothing." He shrugged, thought it over in the pregnant silence that seemed to fill the room, and then repeated himself: "Nothing."
"Darling..." Kathy moved next to him and put her arms around her son's head. He was the most important living thing in her life and it hurt her terrible to see him rejecting her like this, trying to pretend she didn't exist.
David's neck was stiff. He automatically pulled back when she pressed his head against her boobs.
"What's wrong, honey? Why are you acting this way to Momma?"
David shook his head and Kathy felt it against her breasts. His cheek was hot pressing on her hard nipples. She knew what was wrong, all right. She'd seen his face when he'd seen her screwing Barnett and it didn't take a house falling on her to make her aware of what her favorite son was feeling.
"It was ... it was that man, wasn't it? You're mad about that, aren't you?"
"What did you fuck him for, Mom?" David suddenly blurted out.
"Because..." Kathy searched for the words that would make her complex feelings clear to her son and finally despaired of ever finding them. "I had to," she said at last. "He ... he forced me to do it to him. I couldn't tell him no."
"I saw you, Mom. You enjoyed it. You wanted him to stick his stinking prick up your cunt. I could tell by the way you screamed and urged him on. You wanted it."
Kathy pressed her son's face tighter to her tits. "I can't help liking it. Everybody-likes to fuck," she said desperately. "But he made me do it in the first place."
"You liked him more than me!"
David suddenly voiced the words that had tormented him and Kathy understood instantly. He was jealous. He couldn't stand the thought of sharing his mother's body with a stranger. That was it, Kathy told herself and felt almost relieved that the answer was so simple.
"I don't, baby. Really. And I'll prove it to you."
Grabbing his hand, Kathy tugged her son out of his sister's bedroom and down the hall to her room. He didn't try to run away, and while he stood docilely waiting for her directions, he didn't seem too interested in what she was doing either. Kathy knew she could change that, though. At least, she hoped she was able to. Gone and forget ten was her resolve to have nothing sexual to do with her son in the future or in the present.
She started the water running in the bathtub. Hot water that filled the bathroom with steam. Hastily she stepped out of her clothes, dropping them on the floor. Then, as tender as she was swift with her own clothes, she stripped David's shirt and pants off him. When she was down to his cotton briefs, she hesitated for a moment.
David's eye had a sparkle in it. He seemed to be watching her closely and she knelt in front of him as if in supplication. Her hands cupped the warm bulge his testicles and penis made in the front of his shorts. She drew her elbows in to her sides, squeezing her breasts closer together so they bulged enticingly and he wasn't able to take his eyes away from the cleavage between them.
Deliberately Kathy stripped his briefs down his legs. She inhaled sharply as she pulled the waistband down and his stiff cock flew out, bouncing eagerly up and down when set free. Kathy couldn't take her eyes off his penis. It was so neat and soft and smooth nothing like the cock of a mature man. That was one of the nice things about it. She wanted that velvety intruder stretching her open, slithering around inside her pulsing cunt.
Gingerly she stuck out her tongue and stroked his prick. With great deliberation she drew her tongue from his balls all the way up to the crown. And then she kissed it.
She felt it jerk in response. His eyes were blank, but David couldn't hide the pleasure he was feeling in response to her ministrations. The passionate licking of his mother's tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, the way she lovingly sucked the head all conspired to turn him on.
"Come, David," Kathy said. She drew him with her towards the bathtub. The water was hot and foamy with bubble bath. Steam formed above the surface.
Smiling at him, Kathy stepped into the tub. The water closed like a fist around her long, beautifully curved legs. It was so hot, it almost hurt. But that was the kind of hurt Kathy wanted, It penetrated into her bones and after a few moments the pleasurable pain became warm pleasure entirely. Hesitantly, she squatted down in the steaming water.
The heat caught her buttocks like a spanking. Gently and slowly Kathy lowered herself into the
water.
The surface of the water crept up around her ass-hole. She moaned as it seemed she was being fucked in the butt by hot fingers. Further and further she slid into the water and it crept higher and higher until it was touching her battered and abused cunt.
"Wowwww," Kathy gasped. The water was a hot hand literally grabbing her crotch. Not an inch of her twat seemed untouched by the heat that seemed to seep into every tiny crevice. She spread her thighs in the water and luxuriated in the almost sexual feeling of the water against her naked flesh.
David had watched, fascinated by his mother's gingerly descent into the hot water. When she beckoned to him, he did as she indicated, sliding into the tub behind her.
"Here," Kathy said. She handed him a bar of soap. "Do my back, will you?"
Carefully David began washing his mother's back. He worked the soap into a lather on her smooth back, running his hands so far down they were in the water cupping her full, rounded buttocks. His mother's ass really turned the boy on. Feeling her ass-cheeks in his hands finally broke down the reserve that David had erected between them.
"Why did you do it, Mom?" He almost cried the words.
"I couldn't help myself, David. You must believe me, Son."
Kathy squirmed back against him and felt his pecker stabbing hard against her.
It had been soft when he first lowered himself into the tub, particularly when his balls first hit the steaming surface of the water. But it was solid now, bone hard.
David's youthful legs went around Kathy's body. His thighs enclosed her hips and his calves were squeezed between the outsides of her thighs and the tub. When she wiggled back against him she could feel his balls squish up against her buttocks while his cock jabbed eagerly against her rear. She thought about that prick back there a lot. She knew that giving her ass-hole to him was the ultimate expression of her love for him.
Leaning back against his sturdy chest, Kathy admonished him to do her front, too. She took his hand and drew it around her to show him what she meant.
David was electrified by her action. His soapy hand slipped up the front of her body and came to rest clutching a full, rounded breast that was topped by a distended, hard nipple. David had the sudden urge to suckle it, to coax it out further with his lips. But that was impossible from the position he was in, and he had to let his fingers do the walking for him.
His fingertips clutched her nipple and promptly began rolling it between them. Her breast was slippery with soap and the sensation of that hard, rubbery flesh escaping again and again from his hard working fingers was a turn on to David. His cock seemed to grow longer and harder in direct proportion to how hard he savaged that elusive nipple.
Kathy writhed under his fingers. It had hurt. "Too hard," she had gasped to David, but as his fingers twisted and turned around her breast button it had started feeling much better. Much. The soap inflamed her sensitive flesh and made it pop out even more and the twisting and rolling between his fingers was sheer heaven.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uhoooooo," Kathy moaned out loud.
David was quick to interpret the sounds she made. His other hand groped around her body for her other breast. And then he was doing both sides at once, twisting and pinching her projecting boob tips.
Kathy's tits were a sensual no man's land, engulfed by a mindless pleasure that kept her begging for more. Her lips squirmed on the slick white porcelain that coated the bottom the bathtub. It was unsatisfactory. She couldn't seem to rub her twat against it no matter how hard she tried.
David, however, apparently understood the frantic twisting of her bottom against his cock and balls. One of his hands released her pulsating breast and roamed down to her submerged crotch. He picked up the bar of soap and began scrubbing it hard against her eager clitoris and the top of her sex slit.
Kathy responded by arching her back and opening her cunt to his fingers and the soap. She was insane with lust. Pressing her feet down against the bottom of the tub and pushing she was able to twist her crotch up so that David had full access to her cute cunt. She shoved her thighs as wide apart as she could in the cramped bathtub.
Looking over her shoulder, David was enthralled by what he saw. His fingers on one hand were clutching and pinching at the luscious half melon breast with the brownish red nipple sticking out like a miniature cock. Past that he could see her cunt, gaping open, yawning in the water. It was frothy with soap and he could see it opening and closing in lustful invitation.
David's hand played with her snatch. His fingers clutched the swollen nub of her clitoris and pulled it up and down until Kathy was grunting and moaning in cadence with his movements. Then, when he thought she'd had enough of that, his fingers had switched to her crack. It was easy to penetrate. He just rammed his fingers in and though she screamed, Kathy also arched her hips up and gave him a better target. She wanted him to finger fuck her brutally and non stop. He was sure of it.
Eagerly he picked up the soap. It was longer than it was wide and it was curved at both ends. It gave him an idea, and David resolutely pressed an end against her gaping slot. His eyes bugged out when he saw the white soap slip easily into his mother's grasping, greedy vagina.
Kathy also was surprised when the soap spread her cunt wide. At first. But it took only a moment of having the slick, burning bar of cleanser jammed up her snatch before she was enjoying it. It did feel groovy. It was an added pleasure to the already impossible feeling caused by his hands on her trembling boobs.
"Fuck me. Puck. Fuck. FUCK," Kathy practically screamed.
Her hips went wild. She thrashed up and down so frantically waves of water cascaded out on the bathroom floor. The bar of soap sliding in and out of her cunt, in and out was the cause. She wanted more harder and faster, faster and harder. Kathy was sobbing from the forceful way she socked her cunt down on the phallic shaped bar.
Her ass bounced up and down against his cock and balls. Suddenly David had an inspiration. He withdrew the soap from his mother's flailing cunt as she surged up from it and he slipped it around behind her. Holding his hand steady, he allowed her falling weight to drive it up her flexing ass-hole.
"Aaaaggghhhh..."
The unexpected insertion of the bar of soap in Kathy's rectum made her practically leap into the air. She'd been split open and her ass was a searing, tearing mass of pain.
When she relaxed again, David repeated the experience by pressing the soap against her clenched rectum and forcing it between the tight muscles.
Kathy gritted her teeth. It hurt something fierce. But if that was what David wanted to do, she wasn't going to stop him. She had to prove she loved him. She had to.
Desperately she squeezed her eyes shut and let the tears leak out of the corners as she settled lower and lower, each inch adding an inch of the soap in her ass-hole. She was stuffed full. Her rectum ached from stretching around the soap. She was stretched as wide as she could go. Fortunately the soap wasn't very long and it only went up her ass a short distance.
David began working it in and out of her ass-hole. At the same time, his other hand left her tit and started playing with her cunt. Within minutes, Kathy's attention was diverted back to her gash and the pleasurable sensations she was feeling there.
She moaned and opened her legs again. The bar of soap in her ass was just an uncomfortable hotness and the real feeling was in her slot. David fingers drove and twisted and turned in there and Kathy was growing ecstatic again as the sensation of being fucked filled her crotch. Even her ass-hole was feeling good.
Automatically, her hips began to move, to plunge against his teasing fingers. Her ass-hole, too, joined in, running up and down on his steady bar of soap.
"Oooooooo," Kathy sighed. "Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh!" Each time she brought her crotch down on the dual insertion the breath was driven out of her in a joyous cry.
Faster' and faster he drove into her and then suddenly he pulled the soap out of her ass-hole and Kathy didn't know whether to be happy or sad. When it was gone, what she thought was pain also disappeared and she realized it had been pleasure. She wanted it back. She needed it. Without that jabbing intruder in her rectum, Kathy knew she couldn't crest without it. She needed it to climax, to orgasm.
"Put it back in," she half sobbed to David, arching her ass at him.
Roughly he grabbed her buttocks and pulled her back and down.
Kathy moaned. He was sticking it back in. She felt its smooth, slick head pressing at her rosebud ass-hole and eagerly she lurched back to impale herself on it.
The scream burbled in her throat and died there. David's cock had rammed up her rear with jack hammer force and nailed her down like nothing else could. It was so long and hard and thick that Kathy could only quiver and shake as she felt it penetrate all the way up her soapy rear end. She was really fucked.
And then David's hand circled her waist and deliberately wormed the soap into her relaxed, sexually responding can't. It slid in easily until it all but disappeared.
Kathy didn't move for a long moment. She couldn't. She was speechless from the shock and so stuffed she wasn't sure she could even if she'd wanted to get up.
Feeling and sensations surged back and forth in her body. The slightest twitch seemed to set her off sexually. She was completely sensitized now.
"Fuck," David whispered in her ear. "Fuck my cock with your ass-hole. Now. Do it now, Mother."
Kathy groaned and then exploded into a circus of motion. Her hips shot up and down, her cunt sucked and squeezed the soap in and out. David's hands were on her breasts again, squeezing and pinching. Every bit of her skin was sexual, caressed by his hands or the water or the cool side of the tub.
"In and out, Mom." David's voice was frantic. His hands grappled with her waist raising and lowering her, jerking her up and slamming her down.
Kathy was amazed by his sudden strength. She tried to help. She sobbed and moaned and rode up and down on his probing cock but mostly it was her son himself raising and lowering her, jacking off into her pleasure aching ass-hole.
Faster and faster.
"Give it to me," Kathy whimpered at him.
Her hips flailed from side to side, giving David a ride in her butt that she knew he'd never get again. It was an incredible dream of erotic fantasy for both of them.
David cried out. His cock was being skinned raw and he couldn't stop flicking her hot, sucking ass-hole. His own cock was hot and burning, loaded with his boiling sperm.
"Fuck meeeeeeee," Kathy screamed, feeling him reaming her ass.
David was silent. He felt like an extension of his cock. It was wallowing in his mother's rectum and he pumped harder and faster. He could feel each stroke as her hot muscles skinned the foreskin back from the head and then slid raspingly down around the sides, enveloping his pecker like it was in a sweet glove.
He drove his fingers at her pouting clitoris and worked the soap around in her spread open cunt. Instead of just pushing it in and out, he twisted it around and around inside her cramped slot and watched the lather pouring out of her in a steady stream of soap bubbles.
Kathy's cunt was spastic with excitement. The rotating soap in her cunt turned her cunt on completely. She couldn't tell the front from the back. She just knew she was being penetrated completely in both places. She flailed her hips forward and back. In and out. When the soap drove into her cunt she felt the sudden void as her son's cock pulled out of her ass-hole. Back! And then the soap slipped out leaving an aching void that was filled by the steam engine force of a cock drilling the length of her ass-hole.
"Harder," she screamed, feeling her crest.
"HARDER."
David responded. He pumped faster. His fingers caught her nipples and twisted and squeezed. He bit at the tops of her shoulders and she imagined him biting her breasts.
A shudder went through Kathy and she clamped her hands on his hand that held the bar of soap. Eagerly she rammed it into her pulsating snatch at the same time that she threw herself back on his probing cock impaling herself completely this time.
"Yaaaaaaaaaa," she screamed. She was full. Stuffed to the edge of her cunt.
"Aaaagggh." David's voice joined his mother's. His cum had started to flow. It throbbed hard and hot in his squeezed cock tube. He wiggled his butt and inched his pecker deeper into his mother's soft ass-hole. He had a moment to admire her cute, warm, soft buttocks as she squeezed against him, then he was cuming. Cuming.
The jism shot out of his prick and David whimpered with joy.
Kathy cried, too. The hot juice sprayed the inside of her cunt, bounced against it like machine gun bullets. Each drop was a shock, and a measure of feeling. Her can't gripped him, milked him, and finally collapsed itself in an unstoppable orgasm.