Chapter 2
Judy lay in her lonely bed, trying to get to sleep. She put her hands under her ass, lying on them so she wouldn't play with her excited cunt. Jesus but it had been unbelievable! She really had jacked her son off and sucked his hard dick. It seemed like a dream.
Ray came silently into the bedroom. She saw his strong body outlined by the shaft of moonlight spilling in through the wide window. He got into bed without a word.
"Ray, you went next door, didn't you? Those two horny women let you mess around with them, didn't they?"
He said nothing. Judy came up on one elbow and pushed the sheet down from her husband's body. His cock was still half-erect.
"I can see the fascination of messing with twins-two identical women. But they're lezzies. What do they let you do to them that keeps you out of my bed for so long?"
Ray rolled onto his side. His long cock touched her warm leg.
"Shows you how much you know. They go both ways. They fuck like you've never learned how to fuck. And they're new to me."
"So that's it," Judy said bitterly. She sat up and bent over, looking at her man's husky cock, all silver in the light from the full moon. "New pussies! You're bored with me. Guess I'll have to get my fucking from some other man. All right?"
"Okay with me. You'll have had time to learn how to whistle Dixie through your pussy, before I screw you again."
His voice was low, quiet, bored-without any concern for his wife's feelings.
Judy leaned over. She could smell cunt on her man's cock. The scent turned her on in spite of herself. The aroma was rich and exciting!
Ray didn't move when her broad tongue licked up his cock from his balls to the very tip of his shaft.
But he got hard.
She could still get him going, even if she couldn't keep him interested long enough to truly satisfy her.
It was humiliating to be so damn horny. She licked his rigid cock, moaning softly in her throat. With one swift motion she mounted him and sank his rod in her slick tunnel.
"Try to keep it hard, Sonny, until I get off," she told him sarcastically.
Ray lay on the bed like a log, letting his wife fuck herself with his long prick. It stayed up. His thoughts were about the horny bitches who lived next door, not about the frantic woman riding him and panting.
Suddenly Judy's hand struck Ray across his face. "You miserable bastard! The least you can do is get my name right. I'm Judy, your unlucky wife, not Jennie."
Ray touched his smarting cheek. He grinned. "You hellcat. OK, I'll give you what you want ... and more!"
He flipped her over onto her back. His strong hands gripped her hipbones. His cock swelled. In one minute he had her whimpering for joy. The bed creaked and rolled around on the floor. The headboard slammed against their wall every time his raging cock bottomed in her cunt. He fucked her like a madman.
She didn't know it, but this was the last time she'd feel his rod in her pussy. He was leaving her.
Judy's voice smoldered with sex heat. "Fuck me, baby!" Her cunt felt as hot as a blast furnace. He could always drive her out of her mind with his huge cock.
Her hands seized his slippery prick and held on tightly, jacking him off while he fucked her pussy. He'd always loved to get a double job when he was in her. Judy wanted him to be happy with her, to fuck her half the night-like he used to.
Her mouth hung open. Her eyes were closed. She responded to every hard thrust of his rigid cock.
"Take that fucker! Screw it! Jack it off!" Ray's voice was as harsh and lust-filled as her own.
"Harder. Fuck me harder, damn it! Fuck my cunt off! Hurt me! Hurt me!"
His hands slid under her. He lifted her up, holding her in the vise of his arms while his heavy cock slammed in and out of her quivering cunt-hole. He went on and on. He fucked her tirelessly. But in his mind, his cock was going into the soft pussy of Jean. And when she came, Jennie would be waiting to slide hotly under him.
Ray kept his mouth shut. He didn't want another smack in the face. If he murmured Jennie's name again, Judy would kill him. The woman was as strong as a man when she was aroused.
Judy fucked with the desperation of a woman who simply couldn't come often enough. There never seemed to be enough orgasms in her to satisfy the hungry demands of her nerves. The hot bitch was a real nympho-even after three pregnancies and years of being married to the same man.
"Make me come, damn it!" she panted. Her teeth sank into his shoulder. Her hips whipped his strong cock in and out of her insatiable pussy. "What's the matter with you? Getting too old to really fuck?"
That did it. Ray jerked his prick out of her. He lifted her up and turned her over, holding her up on her hands and knees.
"Let's see if you can come this way," he growled.
Judy felt the iron tip of his cock pressing against her asshole.
"NO! No, Ray. You know that hurts me! Don't! Don't fuck me up my ass!"
He grinned sadistically. His rod grew steely hard. He slammed it into her tight asshole with one wild shove.
"AW! Oh, shit! You're killing me, you fuckhead! Take it out! TAKE IT OUT! It hurts too fucking much!"
Judy's eyes filled with tears. She collapsed on the rumpled bed. Her shaking fingers clutched her pillow. Her asshole burned like it was really on fire.
He kept fucking her spasming brown hole without mercy. His hips rose and fell, driving his rod between her shaking asscheeks.
Bobbie lay in his bed with hot hands wrapped around his stiff cock. God damn! His dad was really fucking the living shit out of his mother. Every slam of the headboard echoed in his room next to theirs. He whacked his cock with every loud bump of that bed-every time his dad's prick slammed into his mother's asshole. His cock was so sore and swollen it hurt to jack it off, but his balls had filled again and were driving him wild.
She would have died rather than admit it to Ray-but his cock was beginning to feel terrific! Judy loved to be ass-banged, but she had always kept that particular act just for special occasions-a super treat! She knew that the louder she complained, the harder Ray fucked her asshole and the more ecstatically aroused her tingling bung became.
"Can't come, either," Judy taunted him. "Can't get off like you used to. Pity-I've come five times."
Ray jerked his dick out of her ass. He stood up beside the bed and whipped her mouth close to his cockhead.
"Eat that! Suck it. Chew me off. Blow me until I come or I'll break your goddamn neck!"
She twisted away and sat up. "Fuck you, darling. Go next door. Take my shit on your cock and shove it in Jennie's loving mouth. She'll probably go for it."
Bobbie heard his mother scream when Ray's fist struck the side of her head. Then he heard nothing-all seemed quiet in his parents' bedroom. The sounds of drawers opening and suitcases being packed were not loud enough to carry through the walls to his room.
Judy sat hunched up on the bed, watching her husband getting ready to leave for good. She felt no emotion. If anything, she was glad he was going. She'd had no decent fucking for months. And now, in the room right next to hers, was more than just a replacement cock. There was a young boy who could be taught just exactly how to fuck his mother so that she would have so many orgasms she'd faint with joy.
Bye-bye, Ray. Fuck you. Please don't forget anything and have to come back. Because I'll be in bed with Bobbie and I won't want to be disturbed-except by his cock fucking the hell out of his mother's hungry pussy.
Bobbie heard the back door slam. He heard his dad's Jaguar give throaty roar. The wheels spun on the gravel driveway.
He guessed what had happened. Never before had he heard his dad strike his mom. And they'd been fighting earlier, before she jacked him off. He smiled in the dark. Life was going to be very, very exciting!
So now her marriage was over. Judy felt relieved-like being reborn. She jumped out of bed and stood looking at herself in her mirror. Her eyes were sparkling. Her tits were heaving up and down with her excitement. The tingle in her asshole brought a curious finger around her slim body. She touched her brown bung. It snapped at her finger.
She grinned. Wait until she taught Bobbie about ass-fucking-he'd go ape!
Judy skipped down the hall and into the bathroom. A nice shower-use the flowing water to wash away bad memories of restless nights lying next to Ray, fingering her unsatisfied pussy. Her nipples stiffened under the cold water. Her clit would not go down. Out of habit, her finger slid into her cunt.
"Ummmmmmmm ... good! So damn good. And I'm going to feel even better down there, as soon as Bobbie's gotten some rest. I'm going to fuck him so long and so hard ..."
The bathroom door swung open. Judy peeked around the shower curtain. Her son came in the tiled room, heading for the pot.
"Sorry, Mom, but I just gotta pee."
Judy smiled at him. Her eyes flicked down to his dick. How long had it been since she had seen it? And what had happened during that time? She could not believe her eyes. Even soft, his cock jutted out over his heavy set of balls so far that her fingers twitched with her sudden urge to hold it.
Art shook the last drops off and turned away from the toilet. He saw his mother standing in the tub, her flushed skin sparkling with tiny drops of water. She was beautiful!
He stood as though frozen to the floor. His eyes traveled hotly from her wide eyes down the smooth ivory column of her neck to her full tits jutting out toward him. His eyes rested on her upthrust pink nipples, on the curves and hollows of her slim body, on the tiny nest of golden curls that made a triangle between her full thighs.
He wanted to tell her how beautiful he thought she was, but the words wouldn't come out.
"Yes, Art?" Judy prompted.
Her white teeth flashed in a wide smile. She looked at her boy standing with his long dick hanging out and his hands at his sides, like he was hypnotized.
Art shook his head. He still didn't know he'd forgotten to tuck his dick back into his pants. "Um ... I'd like to take a shower, Mom. After you're through, of course."
Judy stepped out of the tub. Her tits bounced. She had made them bounce, hitting her heels on the tile floor deliberately hard. Her hips undulated as she walked slowly over to him.
"Have to get those clothes off first, don't you, hon?"
Her boy stood rooted to the tile while his mother's quick fingers unbuttoned his shirt. God, how he had grown since she'd really looked closely at him! His arms and shoulders rippled with muscles. Her nipples practically pleaded to be rubbed against his wide naked chest.
Art stood like a zombie, watching his mother nestle onto her knees in front of him, pulling his pants down. He never wore any shorts. She was so close to him her mouth almost brushed against the tip of his cock. He lifted one foot when her soft hand touched the back of his leg. Then the other, and Judy tossed his pants aside. She did not get up.
Her eyes feasted on his long white tool. How thick it was! How strong looking. What a wonderfully wide head it had. Judy felt her cunt gushing hot juice. Her clit was pushed up out of its soft nest of pussy flesh.
"My, Art, you have grown up so much!" Judy's voice was as sultry as a whore's on Saturday night. "And your cockhead is wet. And covered with lint from those pants. You should wear shorts. Let me brush that lint off your big, sweet ... ah ... off your dick."
Only once before had Art seen his mother completely naked. He had run into her bedroom to tell her something that seemed awfully important at the time. She'd been standing nude by the window, the summer sun streaking across her luscious body. He had carried that image in his mind ever since. But now she was on her knees, stark naked, with one hand around his cock and the other gently brushing the lint from his pants off his dick-tip.
It was too damn much to handle!
Judy took a long long time to get his dick brushed clean. The more tiny specks of cloth she picked off, the longer and harder his cock became. He shifted nervously in front of her, embarrassed at the way his cock had grown. Her hand felt so good he could hardly stand it.
"Wonder why Ray and I never had your dick circumcised," Judy purred to him. Her fingers closed around his shaft. Her hand moved up and down on it-so firmly, so slowly. Jesus, it felt good!
"You know, Art," Judy told him almost conversationally, "your cock is already much bigger than your dad's. And you're so young. My, how much bigger is it going to grow?"
He couldn't even croak an answer. He looked down at his mom stroking his throbbing dick. His round eyes watched the skin roll back from his juice-glistened cockhead. Then it disappeared as her hand moved up. Christ, she was jacking him off! If only his girlfriend would play with his dick this way. He'd be able to get her excited enough to put his cock in her pussy.
Judy stood up and moved closer to him. He felt his cock pressing against the tickly hair of his mother's cunt. Her arms went around his neck. II Art's cock jerked and grew even harder. His mother's soft tits were mashed against his chest when her arms tightened around him.
Judy spread her feet apart a little more. Her hips moved. Her son's rigid tool came up, brushing and parting her moist cuntlips.
"Kiss me good morning, honey. Then you can take your shower."
His soft lips brushed hers. His arms went around her. His right hand slid down the velvety flesh of her back to rest timidly on the swell of her ass cheek. He kissed her. She clung to him. Their lips seemed to be welded together. He felt her cunt moving over the top of his flaming hot erection.
Now both his hands shaped themselves to the rounded cheeks of his mother's firm ass. He pulled her tightly to him. His cock seemed ready to shoot, he was so fucking excited. Her tongue slipped into his open mouth.
She kissed a hundred times better than Amy. His mom could give lessons to his girlfriend in a hundred wildly exciting things!
Judy's lips brushed his cheek. Her voice in his ear was throaty and low-and unbelievably sexy!
"Art honey, after your shower, I want you to come to my bedroom. Ray and I've split up. Bobbie is asleep, and so is Janie. I want you to come and lie down with me for a while."
Her fingers were toying with the slick head of his cock that was stuck between her slim legs. It twitched and leaped up to press maddeningly against her pussy-fur.
Was she actually jacking his cocktip, or was that just wishful thinking on his part?
"Lie down with you, Mom? Uh ... OK."
A million erotic thoughts whipped through his mind. The pages of his fuck book flipped before his dazed eyes. He was going to fuck her. He was going to fuck his own mother! What else could her invitation mean?
He swallowed hard. "I'll be along in just a minute, Mom. Soon as I get clean."
He stepped back reluctantly. His cock dragged across her slick pussy-lips. It slid over her swollen clit. Then it snapped up like a steel spring and made a hollow thudding noise hitting his hard-muscled belly.
Art moved proudly toward the shower. Jesus H. Christ! In a minute, he was going to fuck the most beautiful woman in the whole world! Small wonder that he stumbled getting into the shower.