Chapter 7
"Okay, I'm here, Mom. What'd you want to talk to me about?"
Angela bit her lip and looked at her son as he walked, smiling, into her bedroom shutting the door behind him. She had been drinking heavily all afternoon, and she knew by her blurred vision and the thickness of her head that she was now quite drunk
But the drunkenness wasn't enough to obscure the nervousness she felt over her incestuous intentions towards Randy.
I am going to seduce him! Angela reminded herself wildly.
She was going to tease him until his cock got hard, and then she was going to get him to stick his prick into her dripping-wet cunt, and then she was going to spend the whole afternoon fucking him.
Her own son. She was going to fuck her own son ...
"What's the matter, Mom?" Randy asked. He wrinkled his forehead worriedly and approached her as she lay on the bed. "Is something wrong? Do you feel bad or something? Is that what you want to talk to me about?"
Feel bad? Angela thought. She smiled lightly at her son's words and studied him for a moment without answering. Feel bad ... yes, she "felt pretty bad," all right.
She was horny as a dog in heat, and her pussy had been gurgling sex-juice all day. Ever since she'd watched Randy fucking Jill yesterday afternoon, watched his big, steel-hard tool boring wetly in and out of that eager slut's spread cunt lips ... yes, she'd been "feeling bad" ever since then, so horny she couldn't stand it.
She was going to seduce her son now. She'd wanted to, deep down inside, for years, and seeing him with Jill had finally put her over the edge. Mike wasn't good enough for her any more. She wanted her own boy too badly to resist him any longer.
"Mom?"
"Sit down, Randy," Angela said abruptly. She moved to the edge of the bed and smoothed her bathrobe over her naked, amply-curved body. "I want to talk to you."
Randy narrowed his eyes and studied his mother carefully. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and Angela could tell by her son's customary attire of T-shirt and cut-offs that he'd been planning to spend the day playing baseball. Finally, obediently, her sixteen-year-old son took a seat on the stool next to the bed and watched her expectantly.
"What is it, Mom? Did I do something wrong?"
"Randy," Angela began quietly. "I saw you in bed with that girl, Jill, yesterday afternoon."
A shameful blush covered Randy's youthful cheeks, and for a moment he looked at his mother with a surprised, open expression. Then he lowered his head and stared in embarrassment at the floor.
"So you did get home early," he muttered.
"Yes, I did, and I called for you too. I suppose you didn't hear me. Randy ... this is hard for me to say, but do you really have to stoop so low for sexual gratification?"
Randy raised his eyes and looked at his mother questioningly.
"Because that girl ... darling, she's just a slut," Angela continued. "Everybody knows that about her. Since she was sixteen, she'd go to bed with anything in pants. I shudder to think of all the diseases a creature like that must have on her person. It horrifies me to think you'd have anything to do with her."
"Everybody's got problems," Randy murmured defensively.
"Yes, but darling, you know that isn't the point," Angela prodded gently. "The point is that a girl like Jill belongs ... in the sewer, certainly not in bed with my own son. Randy, you know I'm a liberal parent. I've raised both you and Karen to think that sex is a good thing, but if you have to satisfy your desires with an animal like that, I'd just as soon you masturbated instead ... "
"Yeah, well, what about you?" Randy blurted suddenly.
Angela gasped and looked at Randy in amazement. Randy suddenly seemed very angry. His lips were quivering, and the flush in his cheeks was turning a deep red with rage and embarrassment.
"Son, I'm not sure I ... "
"You and Mike," Randy said softly. "If you don't want me to go around fucking Jill, then maybe you could tell me why it's okay for you to get your pussy reamed out by my own best friend. I mean, shit, he's only sixteen, That's pretty sick too, isn't it?"
Now it was Angela who was blushing. For a second she tried to hold her son's eyes, frantically searching for something to say. Then she simply stared at the floor in silence.
It is all over now, she thought dismally. Before calling Randy into her bedroom, she'd had the plan for his seduction completely mapped out. She had intended to confront him with his affair with Jill, then force him to admit that the only reason he associated with her was that he couldn't get other girls to give him the fucking he needed.
Finally, she had intended to stand up, strip naked and offer Randy her own beautiful body in Jill's stead.
But now, that seemed impossible. Randy knew about her affair with Mike, and all she could really do was try to defend herself. The possibility of being able to bed her own son appeared completely out of the question.
Then Angela happened to glance up at the bulge in Randy's cut-offs, and as soon as she did, all her doubts and guilt seemed to fade into thin air. Her son had a huge hard-on. She could see his massive dick throbbing with blood beneath the tight denim fabric, the spongy knob so bloated with excitement that she could clearly make out its mushroom, bulbous shape.
Angela raised her head and focused on Randy's face. He was staring at her cleavage now. Staring at her big, rounded breasts, jiggling up and down under the bathrobe, the stiff nipples forming salacious bumps under the terrycloth fabric.
Suddenly Angela's expression cleared into an excited smile, and her hair-fringed pussy slit began to gurgle hornily with the profusion of her pungent juices. It didn't really matter if Randy knew about Mike and her. For that matter, it made no difference what her plans for seducing her own son had been.
She didn't have to seduce him! Randy obviously wanted to fuck her as badly as she wanted to fuck him!
"Randy," Angela said abruptly, "what's that big thing in your pants?"
Randy shuddered and glanced down at his throbbing stiff cock. Then his cheeks colored again, and he looked at his mother in helpless shame.
"I turn you on, don't I, son?" Angela murmured. "You were looking at my tits, and you got a hard-on. Isn't that right?"
Randy stared at his mother without saying a word. But his hugely-thick prick grew even larger in his cutoffs, the length of his beautiful sex-meat throbbing violently with his need for fucking,
Finally, Angela saw the purplish knob of his tool poking out under the hem of his shorts. It was glistening luridly with his cum-juices, and the sight of his naked sex-organ made the voluptuous housewife unbearably horny. As quickly as she could, she rose from the bed and stood, facing her son, fiddling frantically with the sash of her bathrobe. Then she slid it from her shoulders to the floor, leaving herself completely naked.
"Oh, shit!" Randy gasped.
"My body does turn you on, doesn't it, son?" Angela murmured salaciously. She stepped closer to him and cupped her enormous jiggling tits in her hands, kneading the milky-white flesh and making her crimson nipples stiffen against her palms.
"It's a good body, isn't it? For a woman my age. Look how nice my legs are, Randy. Don't you like my big, soft tits? You'd like to suck them, wouldn't you? When you were a little boy, and I was nursing you, you used to suck the milk from my titties really hard!"
"Oh, Jesus ... "
"And my pussy, son. Look at my pussy!" Angela giggled and dropped a hand between her shapely thighs, shamelessly fingerfucking her burning cunt-hole as she stood naked before her son. "It's not true that a woman's pussy gets looser as she gets older. At least it's not true of me, because my cunt's very tight. Wouldn't you like to get between my legs and give your mother's little cunt a good, hard fucking? You'd like that a lot, wouldn't you?"
Randy stared at his mother's desirable nakedness for several moments, without moving. Then he rose from the stool and ripped off his clothes as fast as he could.
Giggling, Angela fell backwards and stretched out on the bed. She spread her long tapering legs wide apart and planted her heels into the mattress, arching her back to lift up her hair-fringed gash to her son's eyes.
Then she pushed both her hands between her thighs and frantically began to fingerfuck her juice-soaked cunt, waiting eagerly for the rock hard meat of her son's enormous prick.
"Fuck me, son, fuck my cunt!" Angela whimpered. As she watched her son undress, she wantonly began to buck and hump her asscheeks off the bed, pumping her pussy furiously onto her fucking fingers. "Unnghhh! Oh, Randy. I'm so horny, son! Give your mother's pussy a good hard fucking! I'm so hot! Fuck me, son, fuck me right now, and do it hard!"
Randy was now naked. His lean, athletic body glistened with the sweat of his incestuous desire, and his expression was dazed and flushed.
Angela dropped her gaze to the swollen length of his dick. It was one of the biggest pricks she'd ever seen, the size of a rollerpin. She could see the veins running up its hardened pink surface, the way the thick cream of his jism burbled uncontrollably out of his huge cock head.
The sight of her son's naked organ excited Angela tremendously, and she began to writhe on the bed like she needed a fucking at any moment. She couldn't remember being hornier at any other point in her life.
"Fuck me, son, fuck me hard!" Angela whimpered. "Unhh! Go ahead, Randy, stick your cock in me and fuck my pussy! Oh, God, I'm so hot, I can't stand it! I need you to fuck me right now. Hurry, son, hurry!"
Randy climbed on the bed and knelt between his mother's spread-eagled thighs. His eyes were riveted to the pink slit of her gurgling fuck hole, and his thick cock was jutting out of his body with the stiffness of a pipe.
Groaning, the naked sixteen-year-old boy leaned over his mother's luscious body and lowered himself until the cum-dripping knob of his pulsing rod nestled into the juicy, hair-fringed lips of her pouting pussy.
Then, with a continuing gasp, he dropped himself on top of her, wetly sliding inch after inch of his throbbing meat into the tight, clinging cunt from which he'd been born.
Angela felt the pulsing hardness of his rock-hard dick boring into her pussy, spreading the walls of her cunt to the bursting point, filling her whole belly with the burning warmth of his prick. She threw her legs around his back and pulled his body into hers. Then she hotly began to pump her ass off the bed, thrusting her pussy in an uncontrollable frenzy of lust onto the satisfying length of his twitching cock.
"Oh, Mom, oh, Christ!" Randy muttered.
"Fuck me, Randy, fuck me hard!" Angela cried. "Unnnnn, son, your cock feels so big! Fuck me with it! Fuck my cunt, Son, make your mother cum! Unnnggggghh! Randy! all the way in, Son, put your cock all the way up my cunt! Oh, Randy! Oh, God!"
Randy tightened the lean cheeks of his ass, burying the final throbbing inches of his big dick between the hairy lips of his mother's pussy. For a moment, he paused to savor the incredible possession of her cunt.
Angela knew how tight her hole was, and as Randy kept his thick meat buried up her belly, she could feel the walls of her gurgling cunt milking it, her pussy sucking up as much of his fat-knobbed cock as it could.
With a gentle sigh, Randy lifted his hips up again, withdrawing his burning cock until only the spongy crown of his tool parted the pouting lips of his mother's ravaged gash. Then he frantically began to buck his loins in and out, faster and faster by the moment, fucking his mother's pussy furiously with the swollen length of his throbbing prick.
"Unnghhh! Oh, God, Randy ... oh, God ... UNNGHHH! That's so good! Fuck me, fuck your mother's pussy! Oh, son, your cock is so big! Fuck me harder! Fuck your mother ... AWGHHHH, RANDY! I'M GOING TO CUM! FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER!"
The rhythm of Randy's fucking had mounted to a fever pitch. His pulsing cock pounded hotly in and out of the lewdly spread lips of his mother's tight pussy, ramming deep into her belly with the fury of lust.
Angela could feel his stiffened dick filling her body completely, chafing against her hard clit as her body reveled in the burning joys of incest. Whimpering, she lifted her legs and clasped her milk-white thighs around his back as tightly as she could. At the same time, she began to pump her rounded asscheeks off the bed, fucking her son's big prick so hard that the whole mattress began to shake beneath them.
She could tell by the steel-like stiffness of Randy's tool and his labored breathing how turned on he was, and she knew that she was hornier than ever before. Fucking her son was the most satisfying thing she'd ever done in her life.
"I'm going to pop my rocks," Randy muttered hoarsely. "Your cunt's so tight ... so juicy ... I'm gonna blow my wad all over your cunt. Can I cum inside you, Mom? Shoot all the way ... anh ... up your pussy ... so good ... so fucking good. I love you, Mom. I love your cunt!"
"FUCK MEEEE!" Angela bellowed.
Her nipples were as stiff as little pebbles, and the pink lips of her hairy pussy were gurgling profusely with her pungent juices. She clawed her fingernails up his back and pounded her loins into him as hotly as she could, rhythmically driving her dripping fuck hole onto the stabbing impalement of his cum-glistening dick.
"FUCK ME HARDER, SON, AS HARD AS YOU CAN! I'M CUMMING! UNGHHHH! I'M CUMMING, ALL OVER YOUR COCK! FUCK MEEEE!"
The spasms of cumming burst explosively through Angela's lush nakedness, making her pussy tunnel contract violently around the meaty thickness of her son's driving cock. Then Randy's nuts tightened painfully along the crack of his mom's ass, and the thick white cream of jism began to spurt out of his shiny purple knob.
The viscous white fluid filled Angela's pussy slit completely, spreading her cunt sheath with the thickness of his semen. Then the jism began to pour out her hole, running luridly down her thigh as Randy continued to hump his spurting rod in and out of her hair-lined cunt.
Angela gasped and pulled his head into the jiggling globes of her pink-nippled tits, encouraging him to suck them as she kissed his forehead in pure gratitude for the fucking he had given her.
It was over now, she knew. She had fucked her son for the first time, and there was no turning back. From now on she could spread her legs for her darling Randy any time she liked.