Chapter 2
Marilyn spent a sleepless night and when she got up her eyes felt full of sand. Yet, she didn't feel of all tired.
During breakfast, she avoided looking of her son and daughter, rushing them so they wouldn't be late for school. There didn't seem to be any change in the morning routine. Peggy and Frank bickered back and forth as usual, giving no sign to her about last night. She wondered how many nights they had snuck into each others room while she was sleeping, fucking wildly.
Marilyn remembered those times when Peggy came home from a date with George, her blouse mussed, her hair in disarray. She remembered seeing a spot on Peggy's skirt and remembered how she had ignored it, not wanting to believe her daughter was fucking the handsome boy.
As was her habit, she kissed her children when they left for school. Atter they were gone she felt an emptiness in the house she had not noticed before. Normally she was glad to be alone during the day, but now she wasn't glad of all.
She returned to her room as usual, dropping her robe on the foot of her bed then searched for something to wear. Usually Marilyn would pull on a house dress, then go about straightening and putting things in order.
Today, however, she selected a pair of shorts that had been a favorite of her husbands. They were very, very tight, molding her hips like a second skin and hugging her ass tightly, the crotch pulling upward to outline the lips of her cunt. Almost half her ass cheeks were exposed by hip-hugging, white shorts. Marilyn then pulled on one of her husbands white shirts, buttoning it so her rounded tits were almost revealed.
She had not dressed in this fashion since her husbands death and suddenly she felt good, the way she had while he was alive. A transtormation came over her and her flesh glowed, a brightness returning to her eyes.
As she moved about the house, putting things in order, she felt the tight crotch of the shorts pressing upon her clit, turning it hard. It was a feeling she had almost forgotten.
Marilyn was stunned when she felt a mild orgasm tlow through her as she dusted. She was squatting down to reach a difficult crevice and suddenly she was coming. Her eyes turned dreamy with the familiar sweetness of orgasm, her full lips curling up into a sensuous smile.
She remained squatting, her knees parted.
She caressed her hands along the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs, making her skin tingle. Although her eyes remained open, they were vacant. Behind them, she was seeing her daughter, naked, atop her son, grinding in ecstasy. She imagined a hard cock was inside her own cunt now, and of its own volition, Marilyn's pussy began to grip and relax. One tit had slipped from the shirt, the nipple aching for lips to suck on it.
Hardly knowing what she was doing, Marilyn began to lift and lower her ass, pretending she was on top of a hard cock, fucking it, fucking it in the way she had fucked her husband so many times. She recalled how she had fucked another man once, performing with pleasure as her own husband and the man's wife had watched her. Marilyn could almost feel the hands of her husband caressing her body now as she fucked the other man, his wife also stroking her.
Marilyn leaned over to touch her feet, still bending her knees and making her ass move up and down as if she were still fucking a lovely hard cock. She recalled how her husband and the other man had talked Marilyn and the other wife into eating each other. She remembered how solt and wet and hairy the woman's cunt had been against her face. She remembered how the other wife had sucked and licked and tongue fucked her cunt in a wild, hungry manner. But most of all, Marilyn remembered how surprised she had been to find the taste of cunt so hot and sweet, as delicious as any hard cock.
"Oh, God!" she moaned as her cunt erupted into orgasm again.
She was still moving her ass in a fucking motion and her cunt suddenly exploded, sending wild waves of heat through her body, her cunt going through tight spasms. Her ass trembled as burning ecstasy flooded her and she licked of her lips and moaned, her eyes rolling.
Then, as quickly as she had come, if was over. Buf the desire did not leave.
Wifh her legs shaking, Marilyn went into the kitchen, searching until she found what she wanted. Taking two medium cucumbers with her, she went back to her room. Stripping her body naked, she crawled onto her bed, tlat on her back. Spreading her legs wide and arching her hips up, she pressed one cucumber into her slippery cunt. She thrust if into her pussy a few fimes, moaning wifh pleasure, her hips twisting. Then she brought the other cucumber to her lips.
While she fucked herself with one, she started licking about the other cucumber, pretending they were the cock of her husband and the cock of the other man. As her rapfure increased, she tried to take the cucumber into her mouth, wanting to suck it. Unfortunately, all she could get into her mouth was about an inch and a half. So she ran her tongue around it, sucking as much of it as she could.
She drew her knees back, lifting her ass. She plunged the cucumber into her cunt wildly now, groaning and whimpering with sensation. Suddenly she jerked the cucumber from her cunt and shoved the other one up her pussy. She ran her tongue abouf the one she had pulled out of her cunt, fasting her own hot wefness. The taste of the pussy juice on the cucumber was the same as when she had sucked the other woman's pussy so long ago. Marilyn's mind reeled wifh erotic sensations as she licked all that juice away.
She gave a muffled scream as she broughf herself to a very strong, very hot orgasm. Her naked body shuddered wifh ecstasy, finally becoming still.
After some time, she pulled the cucumber from her cunt and dressed again in the same tight shorts and white shirt. She returned the cucumber to the kitchen, placing them on the sink counter, ready for the night's salad.
The day passed slowly. Then just before her children came home from school. Marilyn changed into a house dress, not ready to let them see her wearing such revealing shorts. Again, as was her habit, she kissed them, her lips lingering on Frank's mouth a little longer than usual. The urge to grab him, to pull his young body tightly against hers, was very strong.
But somehow she resisted it, turning to Peggy.
"You going out with George tonight, honey?" Marilyn asked.
"We usually go to a movie."
Marilyn felt elated, though she refused to consider why she was so excited that her daughter would be gone all evening. Still, the closer it came to the time for George to pick up Peggy, the more tense Marilyn became. When the bell rang, she jumped.
"That's George," Peggy said, bounding across the room and opening the door.
The young boy greeted Marilyn as usual but she found herself looking of him more intensely tonight. She saw the bulge inside his tight jeans and imagined his cock fucking her daughter, plunging into Peggy deep and fast, the girl writhing in ecstasy beneath him. A burning, stinging sensation went through Marilyn's cunt as she watched George take Peggy's hand, leading her from the house.
Hardly had they gone when Marilyn turned to her son. "It's time for you to take your bath," she said to Frank, her voice barely under control.
"Aw, Mother," he protested. "It's still light outside. I never take a bath until I go to bed."
"Don't talk back, honey," she said gently, smiling to take the sting from her voice. "Take a bath now for me, okay?"
Frank pouted.
Marilyn her smile becoming nervous now, slipped her house dress up above her knees with trembling hands, showing him a few inches of her slim thighs. When Frank looked of her knees, she opened them very slowly. He couldn't see much but her strange behavior caused him to glance into her face.
Marilyn smiled and ran her tongue over her lips slowly. "Please," she said in a low voice, pulling her dress an inch or so higher. "Pretty please, honey.
Frank dropped his eyes down again and this time he caught a glimpse of his mother's panties. When he brought his eyes again to her face, he saw the strangeness in her eyes and the urging of her pink, wet tongue moving across her full lips ever so slowly.
"Okay," he answered his voice thick.
She watched her son get up and leave, her eyes resting on his small ass, imagining him naked. She remained where she sat, trembling with nervous anticipation. Her cunt was boiling with wetness and her clit was paintully swollen, her nipples straining against her dress.
Frank ran his bath water as he undressed in the hall bathroom. He was puzzled by his mother's actions, actions he had never seen before. Yet, atter what his sister had done the sight of her excited him too. By the time he settled into the water, his cock had become intensely hard.
He had not been sitting in the tub very long when he looked up to see his mother standing in the doorway, her eyes blazing hotly. "I came to wash your back, baby," she said in a very low voice. "Want mother to wash your back for you?"
Frank couldn't move. He felt paralyzed as his mother entered and dropped to her knees of the side of the tub. Marilyn felt him tremble as she began to scrub of his back. Her own breathing came fast and harsh, and her tits pressed against his arm. For a moment she and her son were rigid, not breathing. Then she started washing him again.
Feeling his mother's tits rubbing on his arm, Frank tried to conceal his cock between his legs but it kept popping upward. Marilyn looked down, of her sons cock beneath the water and her eyes became dreamy. She shuddered and sobbed.
"Oh, baby!" she moaned, her hand moving down his chest and under the water. Frank sucked in air as his mother suddenly gripped his cock hard.
"Oh, God! Frank... darling!"
Her son flushed as she squeezed his cock, her fingers cupping his balls. The clear bath water concealed nothing and Marilyn stared hotly down into it as she felt her son up. His body was shaking almost violently now, his eyes gazing down of what her hand was doing to his cock and balls.
Neither said a word when Marilyn finally closed her fingers about her son's cock and began to jack it up and down. She held his prick tightly, feeling it throb against her palm. She began to pump faster and faster, sending the water into sloshing waves that lapped over the tub and to the floor. Her other hand gripped his shoulder, her nails cutting into his flesh. But Frank felt nothing but intense rapture.
Marilyn watched her fist jacking his cock, seeing the head swell as she squeezed it, making his piss hole flare open. She was jerking his cock so fast beneath the water that his balls swung.
Frank panted, his balls tightening of the base. He wanted to warn his mother that he was about to come, but he was afraid to speak, afraid she would take her fist off his cock if he said a word.
Marilyn's cunt bubbled inside her panties.
She felt the seeping fluids soaking them, making her inner thighs slippery. Her clit throbbed in aching pleasure as she jerked faster and fasteron her sonscock, sendingmorewatersloshing over onto the floor.
"Ohhhh," Marilyn finally moaned. "Oooooh, darling, darling!"
Her ass went tight as she came, her cunt rippling into a fiery orgasm. Her fist squeezed tighter yet on her sons cock, flying up and down it. Frank seemed to go into a trance, his hips pushing against his mother's jacking fist. He made a choking sound as he came and Marilyn saw the creamy come juice spurt from his piss hole beneath the water. She yelped and jacked hard and fast, making her son squirt and squirt. Just before he finished, she cupped the head of his cock, feeling the hot sweetness of the final spurts against her palm.
The two of them remained that way for some time, her palm cupping his cock. Then they looked of each other and Marilyn moved her lips to his. Kissing her sons mouth, she ran the tip of her tongue across his lips then pulled back.
"Stand up and let me dry you," she said in a shaking whisper.
Her eyes followed him as he stood in the tub. She gazed of his cock and balls which were level with her face. His cock, soft now, dangled and she saw that his balls hung low from the hot water; Marilyn couldn't resist. She gave a moan and wrapped her arms about her sons dripping hips, burying her face into his stomach, kissing his belly button hotly. She closed her hands on the cheeks of his ass, whimpering as she moved her face downward. Frank was startled, going rigid. He had heard that some women did things like this but he had never thought that his mother was one of them.
"Oooooh, baby!" she growled, taking her sons cock and balls both into her mouth.
They filled her mouth completely. She turned her eyes up to his shocked face, her tongue swirling. Her eyes seemed strangely hot to Frank as if there was a fire in them.
Marilyn's mouth watered as she sucked of her sons cock and balls. She felt his cock swelling inside her mouth and the more it grew, the less room she had. Soon she had to release his balls to make room for his growing cock. She pulled his prick in deep, her lips of the base, her tongue moving. She moaned with cock-sucking pleasure, her eyes rolling about vacantly.
Franks body shivered as he stood in the water, watching his mother sucking frantically on his hard cock. He wanted to stop her, yet he didn't want to stop her. Her mouth was very wet and very! Hot, and she was doing things with her tongue he had never imagined in his young life.
Marilyn was transported into a burning hunger, fasting a hard cock for the first time in tive years. She jerked her face back and torth her lips sliding in greediness on her Sons throbbing cock. She felt no shame no sense of incestuous guilt. All she felt was that mindless, erotic ecstasy of sucking, Her cunt was boiling and her ass swayed. She made, whimpering sounds deep, in her throat as her lips glided back and torth from the swollen prick head to the base. She clung to his tight ass with both hands, her fingers digging into them. The more she sucked her sons cock, the hungrier she became.
Frank watched his mother's face bob back and torth feeling her lips sucking on his cock. She sucked so powerfully that he wondered it she was trying to pull his balls right up through his cock. His ass became very tight as his mother squeezed the cheeks of his ass almost paintully.
Marilyn heard her son starting to breathe in quick short pants - the signal that he was about to come. Desperately she sucked as hard as she could, racing her face back and forth, her nose beating against his lower stomach his balls striking her chin.
Frank could hold back no longer. He knew he was going to come and yet he was afraid to. His mother might not want him to. He placed his hand on her head, trying to push her mouth off his cock, but Marilyn clung to him with her hot mouth, pulling him torward until the head of his prick was of her throat, tighting to keep his cock in her mouth. She would not allow her son to cheat her out of his sweet, thick come juice.
"Mo... " Frank started, but didn't finish. His cock erupted and a scalding squirt of come juice burst from the piss hole of his cock. Marilyn felt it splash against the back of her throat and she gave a muffled squeal. She sucked of his buried cock as hard as she could, holding him so he couldn't jerk free. As his sweet, young come juice spewed into her mouth, her cunt exploded in a searing orgasm, making her ass clench and shake. The taste of come juice flooding her mouth after five years had a tremendous effect upon her. She went of his cock like some wild animal, growling with mindless ecstasy like she had never known.
Marilyn clung to Frank's cock with her lips until it became soft. Only then did she allow it to slip from her mouth. She ran the tip of her tongue about his emptied balls, mewling softly. Lifting her face to still wet cock. Holding his ass, she smiled nervously.
"Am I as good as your sister?" she whispered.
"You know about that, Mom?" he asked, becoming afraid again.
Marilyn nodded her head. "I know but you don't have to worry, Frank. Its okay."
She took a huge towel and motioned for him to step from the tub. She began to dry him off still on her knees. She could feel her sons body still shaking and she wanted him to calm down. His back was toward her, so she reached around and cupped his precious cock and balls gently, pressing her lips to his back kissing him."
"Don't be ashamed, darling she whispered against his back as she caressed his cock and balls, "Don't be embarrassed either."
"I'm not."
Frank wasn't feeling ashamed or guilty - just puzzled.
"Didn't you know girls did thing like that Frank?" she asked, kissing one cheek of his tight ass. "Did I frighten you baby sucking your cock?"
He turned to look down of her, shaking his head.
"A little, Mother," he said. "But I'm not afraid anymore."
"Good!" Marilyn said, giving his cock a quick kiss. "Because there's nothing to be afraid of."