Chapter 9
Olga's nerves were drawn taut as her son's lips and tongue worked over her throbbing nipple. She knew she couldn't take much more of his sweet torment without making some sort of response. She wished he'd jam some fingers into her sopping cunt and bring her off.
She groaned again and mumbled as if having a dream, and threw her arms around his shoulders. Lars froze momentarily, then relaxed as he saw that she wasn't waking up. He started licking her nipple again and her arms tightened around him.
Cripes! he thought. She's having a sexy dream! Wonder if she thinks I'm Dad . . .
Lars felt her knees sliding up past his ribs until she was wide open and positioned for a good fucking. Her eyes were still closed as her hands slipped down his muscular back and rubbed his lean ass. He felt her juicy cunt against his belly and knew she was ready to take in all of his fat cock. Jeez, he should have slipped her some sleeping pills years ago!
Suddenly, she was pulling him up higher on her body, her lips blindly searching for his. He let her find them, and then they were kissing and hugging and moaning. He nearly went crazy as her soft, warm, wiggly tongue slipped into his mouth.
Lars shoved his own tongue down his mother's throat as they Frenched, and found that she kissed better than any girl he'd ever been with. Jeez, his own mother knew more about modern kissing than girls half her age and younger.
He slid one hand down to her soft ass while they were kissing, and he lovingly fondled one round cheek as their tongue slapped together. His cock was burning a brand into her belly, and she could feel slippery pre-cum being smeared all around her deep navel.
"Ohhhh," she moaned, and threw one leg across Lars' thigh.
The incest-crazed teenager was in seventh heaven as he saw and felt his sleeping mother responding to his hot cock. He slipped his hand from her ass across her hip and into the wet blonde curls above her steamy pussy-flaps.
"Ahhhh, yesssss!" Olga hissed, widening her thighs until the plump red flesh peeled apart and exposed the wrinkled, raw, inner pussy-lips swimming in a pool of cunt-juice.
His fingers slid through her soft curls, and he noticed how much more silky they were than Mrs. Thompson's. She had a nice bush, but it was kinkier, and more tangled. Even Cindy's Mom had a wiry beaver compared to his mother's blonde cunt-fluff.
Then he eased his fingers through her fat-lipped crack and entered her narrow hole. It was hot and full of slippery cunt-juice. As he started frigging her, she slowly lifted her hips to meet his thrust. When he pulled out, her ass sank down into the bed and squirmed in little circles.
"My . . . my . . . clit!" she moaned. "Oh, play with my clit," she pleaded. ' 'Please!"
Lars figured she was telling her dream-lover what she wanted, and that when she woke in the morning she'd think she had finger-fucked herself in her sleep, accounting for the stained bedsheets. So he moved his hand up and took her stiff clit between forefinger and thumb and began rolling it savagely.
"Ahh! My clit! Yesss, ohhhh, wowwww!" Olga exclaimed, thrashing her body and sending her huge tits slapping up and down on her chest with meaty smacks.
When Lars saw how excited his mother was, his own excitement increased tremendously. He felt her clawing at his back, at his bare ass, and the marks she left felt wonderful. He knew she was trying to slide him into position for a fucking, and knew that this was the time he'd been waiting for. He was going to stick his prick into his mother's hot, greasy hole. Not some woman's mouth or ass-but a cunt! Finally, he was going to shove his hard, painfully throbbing dick into the welcoming warmth and snugness of his own mother's cunt and fuck her ass off!
In the back of her mind, Olga had always known her wanton exposure and pretended slumber would lead to her son fucking her, she just hadn't admitted it. But it didn't take a genius to realize that no normal teenager was going to be satisfied with just sucking her tits and eating her pussy when her cunt was open and available for his cock.
Groaning with unbearable excitement, Lars threw his weight down upon his writhing mother, grabbing her upraised legs and throwing them roughly over her shoulders until her heels touched the back of his neck. He looked down between their bodies and saw the mind-boggling sight of his mother's milky, upturned ass completely exposed. Her wide-lipped, pouting cunt gaped invitingly. Just below it, the pink, wet ring of her asshole stared sightlessly at his rigid, thumping prick.
Olga's self-control vanished. She felt terribly vulnerable and depraved, opening herself like this to her own son. But as the hot, fleshy length of his adolescent cock rested in the pink, quviering slit of her soaking pussy, she opened her eyes and groaned. "Ohhhhhhhh, Lars . . . "
The boy's eagerness to fuck his mother didn't lessen with his realization that she was awake. His over stimulated cock was dribbling long, clear strings of pre-cum as its swollen head pulsed above her clit. He pulled back a bit, allowing his fat cock-knob to slide down to the hole, and he groaned as he felt her soft, hot lips part. She was so hot down there, his cock felt like it was roasting.
Olga whimpered with lust and her fingers pulled at the sides of her cunt, trying to open her elastic-rimmed hole for him. His cock-knob flattened a bit. Then her pussy gave way and his prick sank into her tight pussy. As soon as Lars' prick felt her hot, clinging cunt-tissues sucking at his fat cock-head, his mind blanked out.
All that mattered was fucking, shoving his aching cock into his mother's squirming cunt, spreading her tight tunnel with his girth, and shooting the heavy load he'd built up.
"Wawwwwww!" Olga cried as her loving son sank his incest-inflamed cock all the way into her tight pussy. It had been so long since she'd been fucked that she felt like a virgin on her wedding night. His huge cock-head was expanding the long-unused walls of her cunt, and she felt his balls slap resoundingly against her tender asshole.
"Aghhhhhh, God!" she screamed as her teenage son impaled her with the fat stake of his cock. His giant cock was spreading her cunt-depths as never before in her life, and her face contorted with agony and ecstasy.
Lars lifted up and stared down at the mortar and pestle image of their joined crotches. His mother's plump, bright-pink pussy-lips were tautly stretched around the base of his cock, clinging to his vein-crossed shaft desperately.
He watched her squirming beneath him, and he could feel her cunt-muscles gripping and relaxing as she involuntarily flexed them in an effort to relieve the pressure of his fucking prick.
She lifted her flushed face and looked into his eyes. Lars smiled and slapped his belly against hers, driving his cock all the way into her cunt. "Ummmphhhhh!" Olga grunted as his prick lodged deep in her pussy, her cunt contracted and snapped at him as he pumped his cock furiously, making loud zipping, sucking noises. She humped up to meet every hard thrust of his driving cock-meat.
"Ahhh, oh, God, Lars!" Olga wailed as her handsome son set a slow, steady rhythm to his fucking. Her cunt-tunnel throbbed in time to his driving dick. Then he bent his head and kissed her lips and neck and bouncing tits.
Olga's beautiful face was bathed in sweat, and her heavy tits wobbled sensuously under her son's kisses. His hungry, nibbling lips feasted on her fat tit-flesh, leaving little red marks and making her hard nipples throb painfully.
Then Lars slid his hands to the cheeks of her shaking ass, gripping them so tightly that the soft white flesh oozed between his strong fingers. He pulled her into every thrust, sinking the last quarter-inch of his fat cock-shaft into her drooling, fluttering cunt.
"Is it good, Mom?" he finally asked, his numbed mind just now realizing that if she was awake, then she knew what was going on, and there was no need to be quiet.
"Oooohhhhhh . . .yes, Lars, yes!" she cried, rotating her full hips and making his long cock scrape the throbbing walls of her steamy cunt. "Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"
He felt her muscles contracting again and held himself still for a moment. "Ahh, Jeez, Mom!"'he groaned. "You're milking me! I-I'm gonna shoot!"
"Ohhh, ohhh, not yet!" she cried frantically. "Wait for me!"
Lars slid one finger into the hot, wet crack of her ass and searched out her winking ass-ring. It was so soft and warm, so smooth, and he could feel it pulsing in time with her hunching and his thrusting. He pressed into her asshole with no warming and felt the spongy, clinging flesh yield and part.
"Yahh!" Olga gasped as her son goosed her, hunching up harder against his down-thrusting cock.
"Huhhhhhh ..." she groaned as he worked his finger around, spreading the wrinkled muscle of her ass and scraping the supersensitive lining of her asshole. Then he slipped another finger in and she whimpered uncontrollably.
Lars smiled and sent his other hand to her clit. He pinched the stiff red button and fucked and goosed her hard. Within seconds, she was squirming her ass-muscles joyously around the two fingers in her ass and bucking her spasming cunt to meet his swelling dick.
"Agh! Here it comes!" he cried, pumping as his balls spewed a boiling load of jism down the length of his cock. He sprayed her cunt with what felt to her like gallons of hot cum.. She remembered the force of his cum-blast when she'd watched him masturbating on the bed and positively drooled at the thought of that strong, steady stream filling her contracting pussy.
A flood of thick, milky jism poured from the cock-stuffed lips of her cunt and ran down to his pumping fingers. The cum coated them on the outstroke and was shoved inside her asshole. His goosing increased and Olga wailed ecstastically, her body heaving spasmodically.
"Awwwww, Mommmmm!" Lars groaned, and collapsed on top of her big tits as the last of his load dribbled out of his cock.
"Uhhhhh," Olga sighed, her sweat-shiny body quivering with tiny spasms. She drew his mouth to hers, shoved her tongue inside and kissed him passionately as she felt his dwindling, still-thick cock sliding from her satisfied cunt. She was filled with her son's thick, hot cum. It was overflowing the slack lips of her pussy, and she was soooo happy!
"Oh, kiss me, kiss me!" she mumbled into Lars' mouth as she Frenched him and felt her tits squeezing out between them. Lars didn't close his eyes as they kissed, and neither did his mother. Both knew, and wanted to know, who it was they were kissing, and their eyes told it all.
Mother and son slept together that night, waking once when Lars felt his cock trapped in the hot crevice of her ass. He slid it down to her cunt and started fucking her. Olga sighed, hunched her ass back at him slowly, and they managed to make it last a long time before they were both shaking and bawling and blowing their incestuous mind with another orgasm.
The next morning, Lars got up first and went to the bathroom. Olga rolled on the bed and missed him. It was amazing how quickly she became accustomed to someone sleeping with her again, even missing him when he wasn't there.
Lars was shaking a few drops of piss from his dick when his mother walked in. He stared at the fleshy globes of her upstanding, pendant tits and felt his cock twitch. Those magnificent, big-nippled tits were swinging and dancing in front of him enticingly. He was about to reach for them when she turned.
The milk-white moons of her luscious ass trembled before him, perfectly shaped and looking kissing-sweet, when Olga spoke up. She must have been reading his mind, for the first thing she said that morning was, "I read what you wrote about my ... my ass in your porno magazines, Lars," she said hesitantly.
"Oh?" He shook his lengthening prick.
"Yes. At first, I thought it was . . . awful, but after last night I'm ... I'm curious. You, uh, didn't get around to kissing me there like you wrote about, you know."
Since Cindy'd tongued her asshole, Olga was anxious to receive the same thrills from her son, but she couldn't let him know that someone-and his own girlfriend at that!-had beat him to her tender asshole.
"Sure I did, Mom, while I was eating your cunt! Or were you really asleep during that?"
"Oh, my! I must've been so excited I never noticed. Or else all that's happened since has driven it right out of my mind. You'll have to refresh my memory," she said, shaking her ass at him.
"I'd love to!" he said. "Bend over and spread your cheeks for me and I'll do it right now!"
Olga couldn't help feeling a twinge of embarrassment as she bent and stuck out her ass for her son's visual and oral enjoyment. She knew it was depraved even between husband and wife, but for a mother to ask her own son to tongue her asshole was about as dirty as you could get.
"Is-is it nicer than Cindy's?" she couldn't help asking.
Lars hesitated. As far as he was concerned, they were both great. But his mother's was pinker, and smoother.
"That's not fair," he said.
"I know, but I can't help being curious."
"Well, I guess yours is more thrilling 'cause you're my mom. And your ass is bigger, too."
"You like big asses, Lars?"
"Not fat ones, but yours is great, just right!"
"Then kiss it, Lars," she moaned, spreading her cheeks wide.
"Ahhhhhh, God, that feels good!" she cried as his hot, wet tongue probed lightly at the wrinkled center of her ass. It tightened involuntarily when the tip tried to wiggle inside, so he laved the smooth pucker with the flat of his tongue until she was trembling and sighing with pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, Lars," she moaned, feeling the fire in her cunt growing. She was going to cum just from his warm tongue working over the tingling lips of her shitter.
"Mom," Lars said, withdrawing his tongue. "There was something else in those porn mags. Did you see what it was?"
Olga groaned and waved her ass at him, silently begging for more. "Nuhhhhh . . . I'm almost there, lick my ass, fuck my ass. Ohhhh, God, tongue-fuck my assssss!"
"Mom!" Lars shouted, shocking her out of her pre-orgasmic delirium.
"Mom, do you remember what else was in the porn mags?"
"Oh!" Olga remembered. The picture of the big-titted older woman and the young boy kneeling behind her . . . about to fuck her asshole!
"Lars! I don't know if I-I could. You're so big! Won't it hurt?"
"I fucked Cindy's asshole, and she's a hell of a lot smaller than you," Lars said. "She loved it, came like you wouldn't believe!" He didn't think it would be a good idea to mention he'd also ass-fucked Cindy's mother. And Mrs. Thompson would also remain a secret.
"Cindy loved it?" Olga said weakly, trying to imagine Lars' monstrous cock squeezing into the little hole she'd rubbed with the tip of her nose. What an impossible fit!
"Yeah, she came with me all the way up her ass," Lars said, "and she was yellin' like crazy, beggin' me for more, and saying how great it was!"
Olga's mind filled with scene after scene of that little girl bent over with Lars on her back, his enormous cock splitting her asshole savagely. She felt her ass-ring spasm in sympathy, and loosen with her perverse anticipation.
"I-I guess we could try," she said weakly, the blood rushing to her face.
"Great!" Lars exclaimed. "But let's do it on the bed. Your knees'll hurt on this floor."
Glancing over her shoulder, Olga saw her son study her plump white ass as the cheeks rolled and jiggled with her every step. She swayed her ass for his enjoyment and felt her cunt begin to drip with excitement. Even if the buggering hurt her, or the attempt wasn't successful, the mere fact that a mother was going to let her own son try something so forbidden and so dirty was enough to make the blonde's cunt heat up and stiffen her clit.
"OK," Lars said. "Get on your hands and knees with your ass facing the edge of the bed. I'll fuck you standing up. It'll be easier that way."
Olga tremblingly obeyed, lowering her head and sticking the bulging white globes of her ass high in the air. She knew her cunt was pouting wetly, hanging visibly beneath her asscheeks, and she thrust her arms out straight in front of her, curving her back so her ass was even more prominently displayed.
Lars licked his lips and aimed his heavily pulsating cock at the tiny, hairless ring of pink flesh which guarded the entrance to her snug brown asshole. He rubbed the broad, oozing head of his cock around her wrinkled ass-ring, then centered it and pressed into the resisting hole.
"Ohhhhh," Olga gasped as she felt her son leaning his weight against his cock. She tried to relax, to open her muscles for him. But all she could do was groan as she felt his stiff prick pushing back the rim of her puckered shitter.
Lars gripped the soft, flaccid cheeks surrounding his dusky cock-knob and dragged them far apart. Her asshole stretched a bit, allowing his cock-head to slip in an inch or so.
"Aghhhhh! Oh, God it hurrrrrts!" Olga moaned. "It-it's too big, it won't fit! Oh, God, son, take it out, pleeeeease!"