Chapter 3
For a long time Nina had been wondering what it would be like to fuck her sons. She was convinced there was nothing wrong with incest. She thought it would be good for trie boys to learn about sex from their mother.
But the time never seemed right for it. Then one day she decided she had to go through with it. She and Gary, the younger teenager, were in the house alone. They were watching television in the living room. Both were wearing robes, and Nina was certain that Gary was playing pocket pool.
She smiled to herself and pretended to watch the television screen, Gary squirmed around, one hand deep inside his robe pocket.
"Want something to nibble on?" she said suddenly.
His hand stopped moving. "Naw, I'm not hungry."
A few minutes later she saw his hand moving inside his pocket again. There was a busty ilonde on the screen, and each time she thrust her tits out Gary went to work on his prick.
Nina wondered what he would do if he should accidentally get off while she was in the room. On the other hand, it would be a waste for him to jerk off while she was sitting here horny.
She hadn't seen Gary's cock in years. Mark ran around the house half naked, but Gary was more modest. When he was twelve, he had told her he didn't want her to see him naked anymore. She respected his needs, but missed seeing his cute little prick.
At least, his prick used to be cute. Now it was probably big. By the time Mark was Gary's age, his prick was full sized.
Thinking about her sons' cocks made her pussy itch. She had an urge to fuck, but Charlie wasn't home. Anyway, she was angry at him. No, what she wanted was a fresh young cock like Gary's. And since he seemed to be horny too, why shouldn't they get together?
She gave up all pretense of watching the television show. "Gary?" she said.
His hand stopped moving inside his pocket, but he continued staring at the television screen. "What, Mom?"
"Do you think she's pretty?" Nina said, quickly unbuttoning her sweater and revealing her cleavage.
When Gary turned to gaze at her, his jaw dropped. "Huh?"
She opened the last button of her sweater and revealed her bra-clad tits.''If you think her tits are something, wait until you see mine." With a giggle, she unhooked her bra and peeled the cups away. "Voila!" she said. "That's french for here it is, honey." ¦
The boy, mouth still open, gawked at her. "Mom, what are you doing?"
She lifted her tits in her hands and pointed her nipples at the teenager. "You used to love these tits of mine," she pouted. "Anyway, if you're going to jerk off, you may as well have a good time."
He pulled his hand out of his pocket, smiling crookedly. "You knew it all the time," he said, his eyes darting over her tits.
The expression on his sweet face convinced her she was doing the right thing. "Mothers know those things, honey." Still hefting her tits up, she ran her thumbs over the tips. "Do you remember when you used to suck on these things?"
He smirked. "Not really, but I bet I loved it."
She crossed her legs, deliberately showing him plenty of thigh. "You sure did. Your brother was so jealous. Your father, too. You nursed until I couldn't take your teeth anymore. Lord, how you loved sucking my titties."
"Jesus, Mom, why are you showing them to me now?" She stopped caressing herself. "Should I put my bra back on?"
"No, but ... "
"Am I embarrassing you? I just thought that since I'm your mother it would be agood joke."
"I'm not embarrassed." His words came out louder than he intended. "I love them," he finished softly.
"Would you like to feel them?" The horny mother squeezed her tits and recrossed her legs.
"Sure. Do you mean you'll let me?"
"Why not? They were almost your exclusive property for so long." He began moving toward her. "No, I'll come there, honey." Rising up, she moved closer to the teenager. Sitting down beside him, she took his hand and placed it on her right tit.
While he squeezed her tit, she put her hand on his pocket and felt around for his prick. When she found his cock, she curled her fingers around it.
"It's so hard," she smiled. "Mmmmmm, it feels nice. You don't mind if mother just holds it a while?"
"No, I don't mind/' Eyes glittering, he squeezed both tits.
"It feels good," she said, squeezing his cock through the material of his robe. "What do you say if I make a suggestion that might sound naughty?"
"Anything," he croaked.
His hands were all over her tits. Her pussy throbbed with juicy excitement. "What do you say we make each other feel real good?"
He grinned. "I'm feeling pretty good now."
"So am I, but I mean really good. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Pinch my nipples, Son. Roll them around. Twist them. That's right. Don't be afraid of hurting me. It turns me on when you twist them like that."
"Jesus, Mom, I never thought you'd let me do this."
"I'm what you would call a progressive mother. For God's sake, don't tell anyone. People wouldn't understand."
He yanked on her nipples while she moved a hand inside his robe and touched his naked cock. His lower lip quivered.
"Did I hurt you?" she said.
"No, it feels great. I was afraid you'd stop." He smiled sweetly, beads of perspiration on his forehead.
She used her free hand to stroke his almost hairless chest. She kissed his lips and gently pumped her hand up and down his cockshaft.
"Do you want to suck on my tits?" she whispered.
"Sure." His voice was hoarse and quavering.
Nina released his prick. He was getting too excited. She took his face in her hands and kissed him. This time she Frenched him thrusting her tongue deep inside his mouth and rapidly moving it in and out.
She repeated the kiss several times, sucking his tongue into her mouth and drinking down his saliva. Peppering his face with kisses, she untied his robe and spread it open.
"Now I can get a good look at you, darling," she breathed. "It's been years since I had a good look at your pecker."
"What if someone comes home?"
The thrill of possibly being caught only added to her excitement. "Sometimes it's fun to take chances, don't you think?"
His face was flushed and his breathing was shallow. His cock rigidly pointed upward toward the ceiling. She knew he would refuse her nothing.
"If you say so, Mom."
Then she relented. "Come on, we'll go upstairs to your room so we won't have to worry."
Once they were in his room, they fell onto the bed. She pulled his robe from his shoulders and made him stretch out so she could get a good look at his naked body.
"You're so beautiful," she smiled, slipping her robe off and hovering over him.
Her tits brushed his chest. He closed his eyes and seemed to be concentrating.
"You're not going to shoot off on me, are you?"
"Jesus, I hope not," he said through clenched teeth.
When she sat back, he covered his cock with both hands. "Your tits are so beautiful," he said shyly.
"Don't be shy," she said, taking his hands away. She pulled her shoulders back and pushed her tits out. "See? I'm not shy. And I'm so glad you still like my titties, honey. Play with them again. I really get hot when you play with them."
He reached up with both hands and grabbed hold of her tits. As he keaded and squeezed, she beamed down at him approvingly.
"See how stiff my nipples are?" she said. "It's because you're exciting me so. And look at your cock. It's as stiff as my nipples. I think we're going to have to do something to cool ourselves down."
The boy nodded. "I'll do whatever you say, Mom."
She kissed him, hovering over his face and feeding her tits to his mouth. "Will you fuck me, Son?"
He stopped sucking. "Do you mean it? Honest? Sure, I'll fuck you. Jesus, you bet!"
After being married to Charlie for so many years, Nina was unaccustomed to more than a few minutes of foreplay. Now she relished the feeling of having her tits sucked and licked non-stop.
Alternating one tit after the other, she enjoyed a long tit-suck after which she threw herself into Gary's arms and kissed him again. When she kissed Mm this time, she sensed a change come over him.
Suddenly he rolled around, took her into his arms and kissed her. He French kissed her expertly. She let herself go with the feelings flowing through her body. His tongue crashed into her mouth with abandon and his chest crushed her tits. Suddenly he was making love to her like a man, and she melted against him.
"You're making Mother feel so good," she purred. "Do it again. Stick your tongue into my mouth again. Oh, darling, I feel your cock. It feels so hard. It's sticking into me and I love it. I can't wait until it's inside my hot little pussy."
"Are you really gonna let me fuck you?" he said, his face feverish with arousal.
"Yes, my little French kisser," she smiled, smoothing his hair back. "I really am going to let you fuck me."
Holding him close, she nibbled away at his ears and throat and "worked her way down to his chest. His hands were all over, stroking and fondling, awkward but strong.
"You're a wonderful lover, baby," she cooed. "And I'll bet you fuck as good as you kiss."
"I hope so," he muttered.
And then he was sucking her nipples again. Slobbering over them, really. Nina smiled to herself. He hadn't really changed at all, she thought. He still loves to nurse on my tits.
Now he clasped her tits in his hands, almost as if he was afraid someone would make him release them. Nina squeezed her legs together and felt a tiny orgasm surge through her.
"You just made Mother come," she whispered, reaching between them and closing her fingers around his prick.
"Jesus, that's great." He continued slobbering over her tits.
She pumped his cock gently and rhythmically. "You just tell me what feels good, darling," she said.
"It all feels good." Opening his jaws wide, he closed his lips over her tit and sucked hard.
"I don't know if I can take much more of that," she said. "I think I need to have your cock inside me."
Climbing over him, she straddled his thighs. He gazed up at her, wide-eyed. "Are you gonna stay on top?" he said.
Nodding, she moved forward, pressing his stiff cock against her pussy. "You just lie back and let me do all the work. You'll stay hard longer that way." "I never did it this way before." "It's a very good position for the woman." He gazed longingly at her tits as they swayed back and forth. She couldn't resist bending over and letting him suck them again.
But now his cock pulsated against her cunt slit. She slid her hands under his ass and felt around for his shitter. When she found his asshole, he groaned, but she squealed with delight and proceeded to poke her finger against it. "If you're a good boy, I'll lick your asshole sometime," she said. "Jesus, Mom! Isn't that unsanitary?" "Nothing is unsanitary between a man and a woman if they're enjoying it—and I'd love to lick your asshole."
"Well, if you want to." He continued devouring her tits.
She fucked her finger into his asshole. His eyes opened wide, but his tongue lashed her tits non-stop.
"You really love my tits, don't you, Son?" He nodded and grinned, but didn't stop sucking long enough to answer.
Suddenly she had an idea. Forcing him to release her tits, she let them hang over his crotch. She pressed her tits around his stiff boner, using them like a pussy to fuck his cock.
His legs stiffened and he grimaced. "Jesus, Mom! What are you doing?"
"Giving you a little taste of a lot of things," she giggled, tit-fucking him slowly.
"This is great."
"I love it, too."
With every thrust, his cock moved closer to her mouth. She was reluctant to suck his cock because she knew he was close to orgasm. But she couldn't resist. Capping her mouth over his cockhead, she watched the expression of sheer ecstasy on his face.
"Oh, yeah!" he breathed.
She decided to bring him off with her mouth and hands. Holding just his cockhead in her mouth, she pumped his cockshaft slowly, taking delight in his groans of pleasure.
At intervals she slid her lips down to the root of his prick. His face was flushed and his entire prick was soon wet with her saliva.
"I'm going to make you come with my mouth," she said, lapping her tongue hungrily around the rim of his cockhead.
"But we were gonna fuck," he groaned.
Pushing his legs farther apart, she began gently caressing his balls. "We'll fuck another time."
"If you say so, Mom."
Holding two fingers around the base of his cock, she swirled her tongue all over his balls. "We'll do it again, darling," she cooed. "I don't go along with people who say it's wrong. I want to teach you everything about sex so you'll enjoy it to the fullest."
"Jesus, that's terrific." His breathing was rapid as his orgasm approached.
She held her lips against the very tip of his prick and stroked him lightly. "Not too fast now. Mother wants a good big mouthful of come, so we don't want you coming too fast."
"Anything you say." His face was flushed.
He looked so young and adorable she almost came. When he was breathing more steadily, she began sucking harder on his cock and pumping his prickshaft more forcefully.
He surprised her when he cried out: "I'm coming, Mom!"
"Oh, darling!"
Curling her fist around his prick, she pumped it faster and whipped her tongue around his cockhead.
"Yowwwwww!" he yelled, bucking his ass and shooting off in her face.
She managed to get her mouth back down on his cock and took the second squirt of jism on her tongue. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was it incest if they didn't fuck?
It was too late to climb on top of him and stick his come-spurting cock inside her pussy. But she decided to try.
Quickly straddling him, she tried stuffing his still hard cock inside her succulent pussy. He raised his head, turning crimson when his fucker entered her cunt. Then he dropped his head on the pillow as she began riding him.
"You're still hard, Son!" she cried, bouncing up and down on his cock, her tits swaying wildly. "I don't need much. Only a minute." She licked her lips and threw her head back. "Oh, Lord, I'm fucking my own kid!"
Leaning over, she dropped her tits over his face as she wriggled around, his cock embedded inside her pussy. "Kiss them again," she whimpered. "I love having my tits kissed when I come."