Chapter 2
Kate really had every intention of opening up with her husband tonight. But then, when she walked in the phone was ringing and it was Clint. He was at the airport getting ready to catch a plane. He been trying to call her all day to tell her that something had come up on short notice and he had to leave town on business until the end of the week.
"Sure," Kate sighed, suddenly feeling very alone. "I understand. We'll be fine."
She hung up and went to fix herself a drink. Neither of the kids were there, so one coffee cup of vodka led to another and another. She expected the alcohol to smother the gnawing ache between her legs, but by the time her son walked in she was hornier than ever.
"Hi, mom," Larry said. "Ginger told me to tell you she won't be home until later. She's at the library cracking the books for a big exam tomorrow. What's for dinner, anyway?"
Kate realized that she'd been so caught up by the afternoon's swirl of events she'd forgotten to fix anything. "I-I'm afraid it slipped my mind, honey. But I'll whip up something for you right away."
"Naw, that's all right, Mom," Larry answered, "I'm not that hungry, really. I'll fix myself something later, maybe. You take the night off. I need to do some studying of my own, so I'll be in my room."
He left and Kate couldn't help her reaction. After what she'd seen the other night, she wondered if jacking off might be part of Larry's plans.
She couldn't resist finding out so, after Larry bad been gone a few minutes, Kate followed him to his room. The door was ajar as it had been before and she peeked inside. She wasn't disappointed.
"Oooh, you beautiful boy," she sighed as she saw Larry rubbing the telltale bulge at the crotch of his tight jeans. "Take it out and jack it off for me again. Your big, hard cock."
As if on cue, Larry unzipped his swollen fly. Then he reached inside, fumbling with his jockey shorts to get a hold of his cock meat. All of a sudden, though, his band flew away as if it had been burned and he was staring toward the door in an obvious panic. It was then that Kate realized how hard she must have been breathing too loud.
"M-mom," Larry self-consciously stammered, "is that you?"
"Yes, dear," Kate answered as she nudged the door all the way open. "Just wondered if maybe you'd like some hot cocoa while you study?"
Her lie was less than convincing, though for her son's fly remained unzipped, and that's where her eyes were obviously glued.
Realizing what had captured her attention, Larry was the one who now unconvincingly tried to avoid the truth. "Guess this looks kinda funny, huh? Well, it's like, uh, my shorts were too tight, Mom. I was fixing 'em. You'll have to buy me a bigger size—from now on."
Kate could have accepted that explanation and that would have been all there was to it However, she recognized that she was not in the mood to let well enough alone. Her persistent cunt wouldn't let her, taking over her thinking for her and putting words in her mouth.
"I don't think it was your shorts, Larry," she said, astonished by how calm she sounded with all those butterflies in her stomach and the pins and needles between her legs. "I think you had your hand in your jeans because something else was bothering you."
"Huh?" Larry gasped, face bright red with embarrassment.
Now Kate lowered the boom on him. "I've seen you doing it to yourself before, Son, so we don't have to pretend. You don't have to be ashamed around your own mother about doing something that's completely normal. I, ahhhh, understand."
While speaking, Kate had closed the distance between Larry and herself. Now she was directly in front of him, practically able to hear his pulse booming.
"Is it still hard?" she then asked with quiet boldness.
"It wasn't anymore," her son gulped, "until you started talking about it."
"Oh, yes, I see," Kate purred, glancing at the way Larry's jam-packed shorts bulged from his open fly. "You could take it out and do it right now, couldn't you?"
"In ... in front of my own m-mother?" Larry stuttered in disbelief.
"Why not? Since I've already seen you do it once anyway," Kate crooned. "Or maybe it would make you feel better if I did it to myself, too."
Larry was stunned into utter speechlessness. But his cock remained as hard as it could be, its bulky outline straining under his taut shorts.
"Yes, I think that's the best idea," Kate decided aloud.
And then, before her son's popping eyes, she promptly unfastened her skirt so it fell down her legs to rumple around her feet. When she kicked off her shoes and took another step forward, she was naked from the waist down, except for her darkly stained panties.
"See? I'm wet already. Just listen to me squish."
She rubbed through her panties. Her cunt gurgled out loud. When the elastic was pulled aside at her crotch, a clump of hair bristled in exposure and a liquid pearl of escaping pussy juice trickled down her inner thigh.
"So if I'm not shy about just what comes naturally," she coaxed, motioning for her son to put his own hand to work on himself, "there's no reason why you should be either. Go ahead, Larry darling, play with your cock while I play with my pussy."
It wasn't just that Larry had never heard his mother talk this way, it was that he'd never heard any girl or woman say or do such things. He was still wondering what to do when horny male instinct took over. Abruptly, he was rubbing his swollen cock and balls through his underwear.
"Mmmmm, that's my boy," Kate sighed, massaging her cunt beneath her panties. "Now I'm just gonna go over and get more comfortable."
A moment later and she was-stretched out on her son's bed, her legs spread and her panties peeled away. Larry could see the hairy cunt that bad originally given bun birth in the flesh now as his mother deeply finger-fucked herself.
"There's plenty of room for you here, too," Kate seductively called. "C'mon, honey, take off those pants and get here right beside me so I can see your-baud around your big cock while you watch me play with my wet pussy. If we time it right, why, I'll bet we can even come at the same time."
Larry was still speechless, but he did what she said. Off came his shorts and jeans. Now that it was finally out in the open, his rigid cock was even bigger than Kate had remembered. At the sight of it, she added another finger inside her cunt and probed even deeper.
"Oh," she moaned to her son, "you'd better hurry up and start jacking off next to me if you're gonna catch up. I'm starting to feel something so wonderful happening inside me that I can't hold it back for very long."
Awkwardly, Larry settled on the bed beside her. But when he started stroking his hard-on at a right angle from his crotch, the pumping motion quickly achieved a steady rhythm.
"Yes, jack it off, jack it off," Kate hotly whispered. "Jack off your hard cock while I finger-fuck my cunt!"
"Jeez, Mom," Larry gulped, "I'm getting there already."
"Not as fast as I am," Kate swooned, adding more fingers up her foaming pussy as she climaxed. "Hurry, darling, hurry! Make your cock shoot while mommy's cunt is still coming!"
Larry's hand became a jerking blur around his jutting hard-on. Then his reddened cockhead flexed and a gusher of jizz erupted straight up into the air.
"God, what a load!" he blurted.
"Oh, don't waste it, don't waste any more of that precious cum on your hand, darling! Finish coming all over mommy's pussy!" Kate panted.
Larry automatically shifted the angle of his flow, rapidly rolling over to straddle his half naked mother. Now his cream poured from his jacked-off cock directly between her spread legs, drenching her pussy hair and trickling down the groove between her yawning cunt lips to drip onto her asshole.
"Mmmmm, my darling boy's jizz is so warm and sticky," Kate groaned. "I just can't get enough of it."
She began smearing his spilled cum from thigh to thigh. Then she found her stiff clit with a slippery thumb and finger and pinched hard enough to actually jack off the rigid inch of her miniature female hard-on, not stopping until a rapid sequence of additional orgasms had left her limp as a rag doll.
"Feel like I'm floating on a cloud," she sighed, bringing her dripping fingers to her mouth and tasting her son's jizz. "Don't know how I could feel any better than this."
"I-I think maybe I know a way, Mom," Larry said, his voice cracking with boyish anticipation. "if you know ... uh, well ... you're like willing to go that far."
"How far is that?" teased Kate.
Larry took an enormously deep breath before he dared to answer, "All the way, Mom."
Her eyes having been temporarily closed, Kate now opened them and looked straight at a teenaged hard-on that hadn't lost an inch in spite of all the jizz it had just unloaded. It was more irresistible than ever.
"Yes," she murmured, "I see what you mean."
"C-Can I then, Mom?"
"What do you think, stud?"
Then Kate reached down to finger the lips apart and make the most inviting target she could of, her cunt. Her son's anxious cock twanged in reaction.
And next Kate said what was on both their minds in the most explicit terms possible. "Fuck me, Larry, please fuck me! Fuck mommy's horny cunt with your balls with your beautiful, young cock! Mommy need you to fuck her soooo bad that she can't wait a second longer for your cock in her cunt!"
"Yeah!" Larry cried, holding his prick like a sword as he aimed it at his mother's wide-open cunt. "I might still be cherry, but this is one pussy I know I was just born to fuck!"
His hips lurched and his surging cock sank point-blank into the welcoming depths of the same cunt that had once delivered him into the world. Then, as soon as he was in her, Kate wrapped her legs around him and began rocking Larry in the cradle of her thighs so his buried prick meat rubbed with intense friction against the squeezing walls of her pussy.
"Fantastic!" Kate cried out right away. "I'm coming already! Larry, darling, you're fucking me better on your first piece of ass than your father ever has in all the time we've been married!"
Eager, like most teenaged boys, to prove he was as much or more of a man than his dad, Larry forgot all about his inexperience and fucked his mother with no hint that he'd been cherry until this night of nights. His expert fucking technique just occurred naturally. Perhaps if he'd been losing his virginity with some equally green schoolgirl he'd not have been able to perform like this, but mother-fucking was something else.
So it was with supreme confidence that Larry knew exactly the right moment to rip open Kate's blouse and squeeze her big fits. Then his tongue lapped back and forth between the erect nipples very skillfully.
"Oh, you adorable boy," bubbled Kate. "It goes straight to my cunt when you do that to my titties!"
"I'm not finished yet, Mom," Larry vowed.
Then he squeezed her tits together so the nipples were side by side. And closing his mouth over both of them at the same time, he sucked Kate as thrillingly as he was already fucking her.
"Suck ... fuck ... fuck ... suck," she dreamily chanted, lifted to erotic heights she'd never thought existed before, not just for herself but for any woman. "Mommy's own little mother-fucker. Own little mother-fucker. Mommy's mother-sucking, mother-fucking stud of a darling boy!"
Kate was coming nonstop, her climaxes bumping into one another, each stronger than the last. After a lifetime-of being frigid, she'd become so multi-orgasmic as a result of her son's fit-sucking mouth and cunt-fucking cock that she felt as if she were catching up for the coming she'd missed.
"Ahhhhh, this is what being a woman's all about," she crowed, her senses swirling.
"Jeez, Mom," Larry slurped, moving his mouth from her tits, "you're getting off so good that I really hate to end it. But your cunt's so tight around my cock, and I'm only human. So, uh- ... "
"Are you trying to tell me that you're about to shoot your jizz again?" Kate asked.
"'Fraid so, Mom," Larry said apologetically. "Wish I could hold out longer, fuck you forever if I could. Damn, though, I've gotta come so bad I can practically taste it! So this is it, Mom. Sorry it has to be this soon, but—"
"You silly boy," Kate chirped. "My pussy full of your cum is what I want more than anything else in the world and sooner the better. Don't worry about anything being over. You're so young and strong and I'm so horny that when this fuck is over we'll start all over again on the next one!"
"God, Mom, you're the most," panted Larry. "Fucking you as my first piece of ass is the best thing that'll ever happen to me."
"Now you be the most for me, too, darling," Kate urged. "Come in mommy's fucked cunt with the most cum she's ever had a cock shoot into her."
"Guaran-damned-teed!" Larry vowed enthusiastically.
Then, with a hilting surge of his cock to the core of his mother's pussy, the gasping teenager let it rip. Jizz is normally supposed to spurt from a coming cock in a series of bursts. However, Larry's youthful cream flowed in a continuous stream. It was as if he were almost pissing in Kate's pussy.
"Oooooh! My cunt'll never hold all this cum. It's already leaking down into my ass and your cock's still shooting. God, I'd like to just drown in it if I could. What a way to go!"
If she couldn't actually drown in her son's teenaged jizz, Kate could at least take a fling at trying to bathe herself in it. Catching it as it oozed from the bottom of her overflowing pussy, she smeared the excess spunk all over her belly. Then her hand returned for more, which wound up coating her inner thighs.
"I'm through coming now, Mom," Larry.
"Then pull out and watch me," Kate directed. "I'll keep your cock hard."
Larry's drained prick slithered from her swamped pussy. Kate replaced it by jamming her entire hand into the slobbering wound. When it popped back out, she raised her dripping fingers to her tits and lathered them to a glistening sheen.
"Mmmmm, your cum feels so good on my titties," Kate sighed. "Like when you were a little baby boy and you used to nurse on them. Your little mouth was too small for your appetite and the milk used to get all over me. So warm and wet and sticky. Just like this."
Kate liked it so much that she reached down into her cunt for another handful of milky jism, then added another coating smear to her drenched tit.
"You know what?" she then revealed. "When you used to suck on my titties when you were little, I'd feel it right down in my pussy. Sometimes ... I dunno, maybe you were making me come and I didn't even know it."
By now, his cock stiffer than ever, Larry was chomping at the bit. "Damn, Mom, give me another shot at those big titties and you'll know for sure I made you come this time."
"Sucking?" asked Kate.
"With a hard-on like this?" Larry declared. "Mom, I'm gonna fuck 'em!"
Kate couldn't have been more eager. She pulled apart her slippery tits for her son's cock like they were the spongy walls of an enormous cunt.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck my titties, darling! Fuck them as hard as you fucked my cunt and then shoot your jizz all over my face!"
Larry brought his throbbing prick to its latest target and Kate promptly squeezed her tits around his cock meat and began to rub. In return, Larry started thrusting his hips. With every surge his cock head emerged into the open, near enough to his mother's mouth so she could lean down and lick.
"Gonna come, Mom?" Larry asked.
"Are you kidding?" panted Kate. "Now I know for sure you made me come when you were a baby and sucked my titties! It feels the same now that you're fucking them—only twice as good!"
She climaxed with writhing passion. And as she did, her son fucked her tits even harder, nearing his own moment of release.
"This time," he gasped, on the verge of an eruption, "you get my milk. Shooting right out of my tit-fucked cock into your face!"
"Give it to me, darling! Come for me now!"
As his cock lurched between them so it's head was almost right under her nose, Kate clamped down with her tits as much as she could to provide a final crunch of female pressure before the male explosion.
"Most jizz ever for me!" Larry gusted, a torrent of liquid fire gushing from his coming cock. "God, you get it out of my cock, Mom!"
"Mmmmm, don't I know it!" Kate gurgled, as her features were splattered by her son's flying cream.
"You should see yourself, Mom," Larry said breathlessly. "You wouldn't believe how beautiful you look with my cum all over your face."
"If I look half as beautiful as I feel," Kate crowed with joy, "then I know I'm absolutely gorgeous! Thanks to you, my darling motherfucker!"
"All in a night's work, Mom," Larry boasted, sounding as if he'd been a cocksman for years instead of just having lost his cherry this very evening. "Give me a good reason and I'll ball you all over again."
"What other reason do I need? I'm still here, aren't I?"
"And I'm still hard as a rock," Larry proudly noted, flexing his tireless prick between his mother's fucked tits.
"Mmmmm, I can feel it. But let me see it with my own eyes."
Kate let go of her tits. Her son's cock sprang up at the sharpest possible angle from his crotch.
"Oh, yes, I think I want that beautiful monster fucking straight down my throat this time," Kate squealed. "This-time I'm gonna swallow every drop of your hot, sweet jizz."
"You got it, Mom," promised Larry. "Your mouth is as good as fucked, fucked every bit as much as your pussy and titties already are."
However, it would turn out that this was one promise which Larry would not be able to keep on this particular evening. For he and his mother were about to be reminded that family fucking is a risky business. All it takes is somebody coming home at just the wrong time.
"Hey, anybody here?" she called. "Any dinner left over? I'm starved."
There was no answer so Ginger Ryan went looking to find out if she was home alone. And in the hallway she noticed that her brother's door was halfway open. Then she saw Larry's face blankly staring back at her. She screamed at the sight of him. Not only didn't he have a stitch on below the waist, his thing was horribly hard. Ginger ran out of the house, devastated.
"Well, Mom, it was the best we could do," Larry sighed when Kate came out of the closet where she'd hidden. "I just couldn't move as fast as you. A lot better, though, that sis thinks she caught me jacking off than finding out I was fucking you."
Shivering from the close call, Kate muttered, "Catch me."
Then she fainted dead away in her son's arms. Larry put her to bed in her own room and locked his own door. Thinking about his kid sister, really, he was sort of amused. The silly little twit, hadn't she ever seen a hard-on?