Chapter 3
No! Karen told herself sternly, as she chopped vegetables at the kitchen counter late the next afternoon. No, I can't!
But then the squeaking sound from upstairs grew louder than ever, and the horny blonde mother again grew horny in spite of herself. Billy was upstairs, making no effort to conceal the noise he was making as he jacked furiously on his cock.
This was a reaction she'd never anticipated.
He'd made a lewd pass at her that morning, of course, trying to fondle her huge tits as she served him breakfast. Karen had resisted him gently but firmly. Their incestuous dalliance had been a once-in-a-lifetime thing, she'd explained to him. Yes, she admitted that she'd enjoyed it, but incest was still a horrible thing. She asked Billy to understand that she wouldn't be able to look herself in the face if she kept on giving her pussy to her very own son.
He'd just returned from school twenty minutes earlier, and, again, had immediately made a pass at Karen as she worked on dinner in the kitchen. Karen had again resisted him, even though she'd been thinking about Billy's huge cock and rubbing her wet pussy all day.
So Billy had simply gone upstairs to jack off! Standing at the counter, dressed simply in jeans and a white blouse, Karen felt both amazed and excited by all the noise Billy was making. It was as if he were making noise on purpose. And she knew that she couldn't go upstairs and lecture him about it. She knew that she'd inevitably get so horny that she'd have to suck the hot cum out of his cock on the spot.
"Ohhhh."
Good Lord, now he was moaning! She could hear him all the way downstairs.
"Ohhhh, fuck."
That did it! Trembling with lust, the big-titted mother turned from the counter and strode hurriedly to the stairs. She took them two at a time, turning in the hall toward his bedroom. I'm just going to talk to him, she told herself, even as the juices flowed so heavily from her pussy that she could feel them soaking through her panty crotch. We're just going to have a little talk .
"Billy!"
Karen banged on his door, trying to sound as stern as she could.
"Billy, I know what you're doing in there!"
"The door's open!" Billy yelled.
Karen had told herself to say what she needed to say from the hall, but she knew she wasn't going to. She opened the door, stepping into her boy's room, gasping as she saw him on the bed.
Billy had stripped naked, and he wasn't trying to cover himself now. He looked at his mother impassively, his hands folded behind his head, his absolutely enormous fuck-rod throbbing stiffly over his stomach. If anything, his prick looked even bigger and stiffer than it had the night before. His cock-knob was simply dripping with oozing spunk.
"Billy, please cover yourself," Karen asked, in a trembling voice. "How am I supposed to talk to you when you're lying in front of me like that?"
"Well, what's the difference?" Billy said belligerently. "I mean, you saw everything last night, right?"
Karen crossed the room, her enormous tits quivering in spite of her restrictive double D-cup bra, standing beside the bed and staring transfixed at her child's magnificent cock. Billy openly ogled his mom's body, his prick twitching over his navel.
"Billy, I know damn well what you're doing. You're deliberately making noise while you masturbate, aren't you? To get back at me."
"Well, yeah!" Billy said. "I mean, why shouldn't I be pissed off.? You let me do everything to you last night, and now you won't do anything for me. What am I supposed to do, just make myself stop feeling horny for you all of a sudden? I mean, okay, if you won't do it for me, I guess I just have to do it for myself!"
"Billy, please," Karen said weakly. "Don't try to make me feel guilty. You know I can't go on fucking my very own son. It's incest. It's a horrible sin, Billy. Mommy could go to jail."
But then Billy interrupted her by wrapping his fingers around his huge cock and beginning to jack off all over again, staring at his mom's sexy body as he whipped his fist up and down his throbbing prick. Karen felt something melting inside her. She just stood there, staring hypnotized at his magnificent hard-on, thinking of how good it would feel crammed deep inside her mouth.
"All right, Billy," she said abruptly. Shuddering, the horny mom fell to her knees beside the bed. "Sit up on the edge of the mattress. Facing me."
Grinning triumphantly, Billy slid his hand off his giant fuck-tool and did as his mother asked. He squirmed his hips on the edge of the bed, his fat fucker throbbing in front of her face. Karen's pussy throbbed like a heart as she slid her fingers up his thigh, wrapping her hand tightly around the root of his prick.
"I ... I guess I'm going to suck your cock again, Billy," she purred, as she commenced the hand-job, stroking her right hand up and down his prickmeat.. "But that ... that's all I'm going to do. Yes, that's right. That ... it's a good compromise. I ... I'll suck your cock for you, Billy. I'll give you lots of blow-jobs, every day if you want, but I just can't fuck you anymore. Will you try to understand, honey? Will you try to be a good boy?"
"Sure," Billy lied.
And that was all the assurance the cock-hungry mother required. Red-faced with shame and passion, Karen opened her mouth wide and plunged her lips onto her young son's enormous cock. She forced her face as close to his crotch as she could, until she had over a third of his gigantic fuck-rod stuffed between her lips.
"Oh, Mom," Billy sighed. He dropped his hands, curling his fingers in her long, golden blonde hair. "Suck it for me, Mom! I swear, I had the biggest fucking hard-on all day in school, just from thinking about your body. My balls must be just loaded with spunk."
Karen whimpered around the stiff, tasty prick in her mouth, imagining all the sap clogging her son's nuts. She shut her eyes, pushing the real world and her shameful knowledge of incest out of her mind, concentrating instead on the feel and taste of Billy's beautiful prick.
Feverishly she started sucking on it, clasping her lips in a tight circle around the veined hardness of his cock, sliding her mouth feverishly up and down his prick. His massive fuck-rod responded by growing even stiffer than before, pulsing on the roof of her mouth. Karen started rhythmically puckering and bellowing her cheeks, increasing the sucking pressure around her child's massive prick.
"Oh, Mom," Billy sighed. "I swear, I love the way you suck my cock!"
And Karen knew how much she craved the taste of it. His hot, sticky prick-juice was oozing heavily from his piss-hole now, and the horny mother swirled her tongue expertly around his spongy cock-knob, lapping up the goo. She alternated between licking his cockhead and sucking madly on his cock, her face flushing with the torrid intensity of the blow-job. Already she felt desperate to swallow another load of her boy's delicious cum.
"Harder, Mom! Jack on it!"
Karen did as her son asked, tightening her fingers around the fat root of his hard-on, starting to pump it fast and hard. Soon her fist was moving in a blur, racing wildly up and down his long, throbbing prick, trying to coax the squirting load of cock-juice out of his balls.
She was panting through her nose now, so immersed in the forbidden pleasure of sucking her son's fucker that she couldn't hear how loudly she sucked his cock, the wet, slurping, gurgling sounds of the blow-job seeming to fill the whole bedroom. Wantonly Karen fucked her face on his crotch, repeatedly choking herself as she struggled to slurp in more of her son's prick. Then she remembered a special trick that was sure to make him shoot gushers down her throat.
Pumping her right hand feverishly up and down his cock, Karen slid her left under his trembling hips and probed between his ass-cheeks. Billy gave out a surprised little yelp as he felt his mom fingering his ass-hole. Sucking hungrily on his cockhead, Karen wormed her finger deep inside his shitter and started jacking off Billy's ass-hole as hard as she could.
"Oh, Mom!" Billy moaned. "Oh, fuuuuck!"
His hot cock-juice started spewing out immediately, lashing into the horny mother's mouth, squirting down her throat. Frantically Karen continued to jack off his prick and his ass-hole at the same time, using all the tricks she knew to make his delicious jism cascade out of his bloated nuts.
Billy clutched his mother's head and thrust his hips wildly off the bed, moaning and gasping as spurt after spurt of milky cum spewed out of his piss-hole. It was as if he couldn't stop cumming. Karen desperately tried to swallow all of his sticky, salty-tasting jizz, but there was even more of the cream than she could gulp down. The sounds of her cock-sucking grew even wetter and sloppier sounding as the tasty cum oozed out of her mouth, running down her chin onto her blouse.
"Oh, Mom!" Billy moaned happily. "That was so, so fucking good."
Karen slid her wet lips off his gigantic cock, feeling the blood of shame pounding in her cheeks as she tried to lick the flecks of cockjuice from the corner of her mouth. Billy's fuck-rod was still as hard as iron, and something was already telling her that she wouldn't get out of his bedroom without another wild fuck.
"All right, Billy," she whispered. "I hope you enjoyed that, because ... well ... I'll suck your prick for you from now on, Billy. But that's all. It's bad enough that I'm willing to give blow-jobs to my own son, but if we did any more than that ... Billy! Billy, stop it!"
But Billy paid no attention. He wrapped his arms around his mother's waist and half-dragged, half-pulled her onto the bed with him. Karen gasped as her naked son pushed her onto her back, covering her face with horny kisses, his eager hands lewdly pawing her giant milkers through her blouse and bra.
"Billy! Billy, I said stop it! I'm not going to let you fuck me again! Do you hear me? I am not going to let you fuck my cunt! No."
But Billy still wasn't paying any attention, and Karen now knew that she wasn't either. She could have gotten away from him, if she'd really wanted to. But she didn't want to. She was desperately, uncontrollably horny for her naked young son, and she did nothing to stop him as he ripped open her blouse and tore it from her shoulders, leaving her naked from the waist up except for her bra.
"Oh, Billy!" she panted. "Oh, my baby ... my sweet, sweet baby son!"
Billy didn't seem to hear her. He popped open the front clasp of her bra, stripping it from her shoulders too. Out popped his mom's enormous, jiggling tit-globes, her crimson nipples as wide around as a baby's palm, her teats rubbery and distended with incestuous passion. Lewdly, Billy started sucking on his mom's giant tit, as his hands fumbled with the buckle of her slacks.
"Oh, Billy. Billy, Billy."
Then she was completely naked, her pants and juice-stained panties crumpled an the floor with her blouse and bra. Billy shocked his mother by suddenly turning her onto her hands and knees, in the dog-fucking position. Karen eagerly complied, her huge tits swaying over the bed as she dropped her shoulders low and wiggled her naked, round ass invitingly at her son.
"Oh, so you want to fuck me that way, do you?" she breathed. "All right, Billy, go ahead! Mommy's horny now! Fuck me, Billy, fuck my pussy, fuck ... ungghh! Unggghhh!"
The moan came when she felt his puffy cockhead pushing into her pussy, spreading the drippy lips of her hot, horny cunt. Her son was crouched behind her, clutching her lithe hips as he frantically started humping, sinking his enormous fuck-rod deeper and deeper into her narrow, clinging, buttery cunt.
In and in and in, his huge cock pushed, until Karen thought she would faint with the intense pleasure of again being stuffed with her child's massively-hung prick. By the time Billy had half of his fuckpole stuffed up her pussy, Karen was humping nearly as fast as she could. Her fingers clawed the sheets as she bucked and wiggled her ass, moaning and whimpering as she pumped her red-hot pussy onto the stabbing impalement of her own son's prick.
"Fuck your mother, fuck Mommy's pussy!" she gasped obscenely. "Harder, Billy, fuck Mommy's brains out! Ungghh! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, make your mother cum! Ram it in, Billy! Deeper, fuck me deeeep!"
Billy grunted and slammed heavily forward, spearing his enormous cock to the hilt in his mother's gooey pussy-hole. Then he started fucking her cunt as fast and hard as he could, brutally driving his blood-bloated cock in and out of her clinging, throbbing cunt.
"Faster, faster, fuck me faster!" Karen pleaded. Her voice was very loud, sounding choked and desperate with lust, but she was much too horny to notice or care. All she could think of was the stroking length of her child's prick, gasping with pleasure as the meaty fucker plowed relentlessly in and out of her creamy cunt.
Harder and harder, Billy fucked into her wet, tight pussy, shuddering every time he sank his giant cock to the hilt in his mother's womb. The sheer savagery of his fucking was making Karen just as horny as the size of his prick. Her nipples ached as she whipped up her ass to meet every stroke, her clit chafed lusciously by the pounding shaft of his cock.
And now she could feel it in her ass-hole too. Karen blushed with shame, momentarily separating herself from the furious rhythm of the incestuous humping as she tried to suppress the itching, burning sensations in her puckered shit sphincter.
Her occasional craving for ass-fucking made her more ashamed than any other lust she felt. It always seemed so disgusting and sinful to want a good, hard fucking up her tight little ass-hole. But she had wanted it, many, many times, even though she'd always felt utterly degraded after practically begging her ex-husband to ream out her shit-tunnel. And now she wanted her own son to fuck her horny ass-hole too.
"Billy, touch my ass-hole!" Karen panted suddenly. "Please, Billy. Ungghhh! Keep fucking my pussy ... play with my ass-hole! Oh, fuck, oh, please, put your finger up my ass!"
Grinning at his mother's shameful lust, still ramming his giant cock wildly into her pussy, Billy looked down at her pink, puckered shit-opening. He dropped his hand to the cleft of her ass-cheeks, making Karen whine girlishly as his finger thrust onto her rubbery little ass-hole. Then her naked son wormed his finger deep inside her ass-hole, beginning to jack off her shit-tunnel with the same rhythm of his cock, pounding in and out of her cunt.
"Unngghhh!"
Lost in shame and passion, Karen thrust her hand under her belly and started rubbing her clit.
"Yes, Billy! Fuck Mommy's pussy, play with my ass-hole! Unggghhh! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, I'm cumming now! Jack off my little ass-hole, Billy! Cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
It was a long, violently satisfying cum that made her ass-hole suck his finger and her hairy pussy spew fuck-juice onto his prick. Billy fucked his mom's cumming cunt as fast as he could, but he didn't let his second load of cream spout up from his balls. It was as if he could already guess where his naked mother would want to feel his huge cock pounding next.
"Oh, Billy."
Karen pulled away from him, sprawling flat on her belly on the bed, forcing him to slide his enormous cock out of her pussy. For several seconds she lay without moving, the blood pounding in her cheeks as she again struggled to suppress the shameful need in her ass-hole. No! she told herself. Don't ask him to do it ... don't ask your own son to fuck your ass-hole!
But it was hopeless.
"Billy." Karen whispered miserably.
"Yeah?"
"Billy, there's some Vaseline in the bathroom medicine cabinet. Could you get it for me?"
"What for?"
"Just get it for me, Billy."
Billy left the bedroom. When he returned with the jar of petroleum jelly, he found his gorgeous, naked mom in a new position on the bed. She was lying on two pillows bunched under her waist, and her hands had spread her peach-shaped ass-cheeks very wide, shamefully exposing her pink, puckered shit-opening to her horny son.
"Billy, I want you to fuck my ass-hole now!" Karen blurted hornily. "Please, baby, I can't help it. Sometimes my little ass-hole gets so horny, I just need to get a good, hard ass-fucking right away. Please, Billy, put some Vaseline on Mommy's ass-hole. Then you can fuck the shit out of it. Hurry, Billy!"
Grinning lewdly, his prick as hard as iron, the naked son rejoined his mother on the bed. He smeared Vaseline liberally on his cock first, then started pasting it on his mother's ass-hole. Karen whimpered with the torrid anticipation of ass-fucking as her son's fingers lubed up her puckered shit-hole, sliding into the rubbery interior to coat the inside of her shit-channel too.
"That's enough!" Karen spread her ass-cheeks even wider. "Now fuck Mommy's ass-hole, Billy! Hurry, hurry!"
Billy mounted his mom, this time aiming his swollen cockhead at her invitingly distended shit sphincter. Karen shuddered convulsively with intense need as she felt his cock pushing into her bowels.
Immediately she felt her hot, itching ass-hole spreading wider than it had ever stretched in her life, forcibly accommodating the meaty thickness of Billy's prick. Karen started humping as soon as he had the first several inches in, blushing with shame, fucking her horny ass-hole onto his cock.
"Fuck my ass-hole, fuck my horny little ass-hole!" she pleaded. "Deeper, Billy! Oh, fuck, your cock feels so good up my ass! Unh unh, oh, yes, oh, please, fuck Mommy's ass-hole! Fuck the shit out of Mommy's horny little butt!"
Encouraged by her panted stream of obscenities, Billy fucked his huge cock much harder into his mother's sucking shit-tunnel. Relentlessly his cock plowed into the Vaseline-lubed interior of her ass-hole, stretching her ass walls farther and farther around the invading thickness of his prick. Billy moaned and collapsed on his naked mother's red-flushed ass, pounding his prick to the hilt between her jiggling ass-cheeks.
"Oh, Billy! Bil-lee, it's so fucking huge!" Her ass-hole was positively stuffed with her boy's fuckmeat, her narrow, itchy shit-tunnel spasming repeatedly around the cum-laden thickness of his cock. Karen was humping uncontrollably now, clawing the sheets as she thrust her burning ass-hole onto the pleasuring stiffness of Billy's prick.
Slowly Billy withdrew from his mother's clinging bowels, until only the helmet-shaped head of his hard-on distended her ass-hole lips. He moaned, then again skewered his huge prick to the hilt in her sucking bowels. Then he settled into a hard, steady, ass-hole-fucking rhythm, reaming his mom's shitter deeper with every pelvis-jarring thrust of his fuck meat.
"Ungghhh! That's right! Fuck Mommy's ass-hole! Ungghh! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Beside herself with the lust of ass-fucking, her ass-hole burning lusciously as it clung to her child's stroking cock, Karen thrust her hand under her belly and rooted through her pussy curls for the syrupy opening of her cunt. Torridly she began to finger-fuck, darting two fingers in and out of her soaking pussy with the same rhythm as Billy's cock ramming in and out of her ass.
Already her ravished little ass-ring was beginning to suck and spasm, her puckered ass-hole contracting around the driving stiffness of Billy's cock. I love ass-fucking, Karen thought, exciting herself with the admission of her own obscene cravings as she started rubbing her clit. Yes, I love Billy's cock up my ass-hole ... I want my own son to fuck me up the ass .
"Harder!" Karen gasped. Her beautiful face had contorted to a feverish, obscene mask of wanton passion. "Fuck my ass-hole! Unh unh, oh, fuck, oh, please, keep fucking Mommy's ass! Billy, I'm cumming now! Ahhh, yes, fuck Mommy's ass-hole! I'm cumming, Billy! Unh unh, fuck my ass-hole, I'm cuuummiiinnnggg!"
Her ass-hole exploded, contracting violently around the pounding stiffness of Billy's cock. Billy groaned as he let the second load of cockjuice flood up from his balls. Karen felt the milky juice spraying into her bowels, soothing her tender shit tunnel with a heavy tide of cream. Shamelessly she flexed her shitting muscles around his cum-gushing hard-on, helping her own son drain all of his load between her cheeks.
And that, she'd already decided, would be the very last time she'd give her body to her son. She should have known she'd lost control of herself when she'd offered to suck his prick every day. Even if that had been acceptable-which it certainly wasn't-Karen now knew that she could never content herself with merely tasting his cock and drinking his cum. It was all or nothing, and it would, of course, have to be the latter. She would send Billy to visit with his father for a few days. Perhaps that would help her get a grip on her lust for him.
Did other mothers have to fight off their horny sons like this? Karen sighed, reminding herself that her physical beauty was unusual, that she had, after all, been fighting off nearly all men since puberty.
There was only one mother she knew with a body like hers. Karen smiled to herself, remembering the time Gail Miller had made the mistake of wearing a bikini to a neighborhood pool party. It had been a big gathering, and virtually every man there had ogled Gail's tits. Gail was a little shorter than Karen, and her short, brown hair gave Gail an entirely different look. But Gail's body was just as magnificent, and her tits, like Karen's, were simply huge.
And Gail had a son, Randy, who was about Billy's age. I wonder, Karen thought, as Billy's cock finally began to soften in her ass-hole. I wonder . ...