Chapter 8
"Is that all right, darling?" Margie purred. "Maybe you'd like a little more oil."
"Yeah," Roger grunted, "just a little. Make it real wet and slick!"
Margie smiled wantonly at her son's enthusiasm. As she knelt naked next to him on the bed, she picked up the bottle of oil and tipped it over his rigid throbbing dick.
The clear yellowish oil dripped slowly over Roger's cock, sliding down his spongy knob and coating the shaft, mingling with the short curly hairs at the base of his stiff prick. Now Roger's meat was completely coated in a mixture of oil and his own constantly oozing jism.
"Okay, that's good," Roger sighed. "Keep on stroking it, Mom! Really jack my dick off!"
"Oh, Son, you're so horny!"
Margie took her time replacing the top of the bottle, teasing her boy with her hesitation. Finally she returned to her lying position next to his hairy naked thighs, her huge tits caressing his hips with their stiff nipples.
Margie lifted her hand and wrapped her fingers tightly around her son's cock. The shaft of his dick felt hot and throbbing against her palm, and it gave her a feeling of satisfaction to know that the oil and her strokes had gotten her boy's prick so wonderfully hard.
Margie moved her hand slowly up Roger's cock. The loose flesh bunched under the knob as she reached the top of his pole, making the bone-like stiffness in the center of his prick throb dramatically. Up and down Margie stroked - faster and faster. The oil slurped under her hand as she eagerly jacked her son off.
A week had passed since the first time they'd fucked, and Margie felt happier than she'd ever been in her life. Roger's huge dick satisfied her pussy completely. She'd become so entranced with her son's sexual abilities that she'd lost all interest in her husband. All she wanted to do now was fuck and suck her son's lovely prick.
Besides, she reminded her self mischievously, Fred had another pussy in the house to play with. Margie knew that her husband had been very busy in the last week fucking Pam's cunt. She'd heard the two of them humping several times, and the idea didn't bother her at all. If anything, it made her feel a little less guilty that she was enjoying incest with her first-born child.
She couldn't get enough of her Roger. Only seven days had passed, and she'd already lost count of the times they'd fucked. Margie studied the pulsating shaft of her son's prick and smiled wantonly. They woke up fucking, spent the morning, afternoon and evening fucking, and she usually went to sleep with Roger's cock still very hard inside her pussy.
It was a wonder they found enough time for eating!
"Suck it some, Mom!" Roger gasped. He grimaced as he lay on the bed, pushing his hand encouragingly over the back of Margie's head. "Christ, I can't stand this! I gotta blow my nuts off. Please, Mom, suck my dick!"
"Of course, darling," Margie purred. "You know I was just teasing you. I've been dying to taste your sweet cock all along!"
Margie slid her hand down to the oil-slicked base of Roger's prick, holding it so that it stood like an arrow over his belly. For several seconds, she simply kissed his rock-hard tool on the knob and shaft and tip, as if thanking it for all the cums it had given her. Then she extended her tongue and began to lick hungrily at the underside of the spongy head, knowing how much that turned Roger on.
"Unhhh ... " Roger gasped. He moaned and began to quiver on the bed. "Ahhh ... please, Mom, start sucking on it!"
Margie opened her mouth wide. Slowly, tantalizingly, she took the knob and first inch of Roger's shaft into her throat. Her lips clasped in a pursed circle around the thickness of his dick. Her cheeks funneled in to increase the suction in her mouth.
Then she started sucking. Margie's head bobbed up and down as she gave her boy an expert, feverish blow-job. As she sucked his hard cock, her hand moved on the shaft of his hard-on, jacking off the length of his cock into her mouth.
"Ahhh ... yes," Roger sighed. His lips were curled into a dreamy, satisfied smile as his mother went to work on his hard-on. His whole body seemed to relax on the bed. "Do it good, Mom ... ah ... that feels so fantastic on my dick!"
Margie was getting very horny. The taste of her son's prick always turned her on - something about having the mushroom-shaped head pulsating in her mouth made her pussy ache with animalish need. Roger's cock was so beautiful. Sometimes she thought she could have lived on the jism that spurted from it.
Margie opened her throat wider and took more of Roger's dick between her lips, until over half of his burning cock was in the clasping grip of her mouth. Her tongue laved all over the shiny knob, lapping up the cum-juices that oozed from his slit. She squeezed the base of his dick and stroked it much harder, encouraging him to spurt his load down her throat.
"Ahhh ... Mom, I'm gonna cum!" Roger gasped. "Suck it! Take it all the way down your throat! Suck it hard!"
Margie flared her nostrils for air and violently forced the meaty thickness of Roger's prick down her throat. Then it was all the way in, the very base of his hard-on stretching her lips, his wiry dick-hairs tickling her cheeks.
Margie took a deep breath through her nose. Then she tightened her throat in one long, incredible suck, coaxing up the load of her son's jism with all the strength she had in her mouth.
"I'm c-c-cumming!" Roger stammered. "Ahhh ... shit, Mom, suck it ... I'm cumming!"
Margie knew she had to watch the cream squirt out of Roger's dickhead. Roger would have preferred to shoot off down her throat, but at the moment she didn't care. She was in love with the sight of the white gushers pumping from his cum slit.
Quickly Margie pulled her mouth away from the twitching, throbbing shaft. She grabbed his prick in both hands and savagely beat it off.
Roger's cock trembled painfully for a moment, as if it were about to explode. Then the creamy white gushers Margie had anticipated burst from the knob of his prick. Again and again the thick jism squirted out of him, shooting into the air and landing with a lurid plop all over his belly and her hands.
"Oh, Roger!" Margie sighed. She squeezed his spurting dick and milked it continuously up and down, draining the last of his oozing jism from the hairy sac of his nuts.
"Ahhh ... " Roger moaned. He winced with pleasure and managed to smile at his mother. "You just had ... ahhh ... you just had to see me cumming, didn't you?"
"Yes, darling, you know I did. I just love watching your jism shooting out of your cock," Margie admitted breathlessly. "I hope you don't mind."
"What's the difference?" Roger said huskily. He looked at his mother's desirable nakedness and grinned expectantly. "Hey, why don't you get on top of me and sit on my dick? It'll stay hard if we fuck right away!"
"Oh, Roger, you're the most wonderful son a mother ever had!"
Margie rose briefly from the bed. Her huge rounded tits swayed heavily on her rib cage, the nipples already stiff with her horniness. In the light of the bedlamp, her long shapely thighs appeared perfectly unblemished, as if she were a goddess carved out of stone.
But her pussy wasn't made out of stone.
Deep inside her cunt, Margie could feel the throbbing of her heat, and the pouting lips of her hair-fringed slit were damp with her arousal. It was a good thing Roger had made his suggestion when he had, she thought anxiously. She wasn't sure she could have waited much longer for her son's good hard fucking.
"Hurry up, Mom," Roger pleaded. "I want to feel my cock inside you."
Hurriedly Margie returned to the bed. She straddled Roger's hips, digging her knees into the mattress on either side of him, and leaning forward so that her swollen tits danced across his chest. Then she reached behind her ass and lifted the shaft of his dick to her pussy, fitting the cum smeared knob to the sucking lips of her cunt.
"Oh, Roger, it's still so stiff!" she moaned happily. "I love the way ... oh, Son ... ohhh ... "
The spongy head of his dick was inside her pussy, and it was much more difficult to talk. Margie whimpered tender her breath and wiggled her asscheeks, positioning herself astride the jutting shaft of Roger's hard-on. Then she slowly sat down on it, gasping as the thickness of his prick bored into the clasping wetness of her aching fuck-hole.
"Ahhh ... " Roger sighed. His face was contorted with lust as his mother's cunt closed around his cock, her pussy-muscles tightening around the flesh of his prick. Roger squeezed Margie's mammoth tits and began to buck his hips off the springy bed.
"Fuck me, Mom!" he shouted. "Unhhh ... get my cock all the way inside you! Fuck me!"
It was always painful getting the hugeness of his prick completely inside her pussy, no matter how wet her cunt was. Margie sat all the way on his dick and paused, wincing slightly as her tunnel stretched to accommodate the size of his cock.
Then she was used to his size, and the only sensations left were incredibly, deliciously good. Margie squealed and began to rock her ass, pistoning her pussy up and down his bloated, swollen hard-on.
"Like that, Sonny?" she asked playfully. Harder and harder she fucked herself, her cunt making wet squishy sounds as it slid repeatedly over his stiff cock. "Does my pussy feel good around your prick?"
"Oh, yes, Mom, do it to me!" Roger grunted. He lifted his hips completely off the bed in a feverish effort to drive every bit of his cock into the depths of her pussy. Margie's tits jiggled luridly as she humped on top of him, and Roger pinched and squeezed her nipples. "Keep fucking me, Mom!" he pleaded. "Harder!"
Margie leaned over her son and planted her hands on the bed on either side of his shoulders, angling her cunt so that his dick could slide easily all the way up her pussy. Then she started fucking as hard as she could. Their bellies slapped together as they humped, and Margie could feel her boy's dick rubbing her clit with every stroke. It couldn't be much longer before he made her cum.
Then the ceiling light flicked on, the door opened behind her, and she knew she wasn't alone. Margie gasped and swiveled her head to look over her shoulder.
It was Fred and Pam, her husband and daughter. They were both naked, grinning at the spectacle of Roger's huge cock between the pouting lips of his mother's cunt.