Chapter 7
Louise Mead had discovered how tragic her situation was with her son when he turned off her completely. Now she felt so ill, she didn't want to face life.
But she knew she had to go on. She figured that the best way to drown one love that had fizzled out, was to find another. But this posed a problem.
She decided that the best thing she could do would be go to a bar. At least, she reasoned to herself, she wouldn't be going after some young man.
She went to a local bar and it didn't take long before eyes were glancing her way. She made it a point to wear her wig and her facial mask. This always added to her good looks. She decided not to wear false eyelashes, because Brian's advice seemed sensible.
Now a young man was looking at her and studying her closely. She loved the hot glance that he sent her way. Finally, he moved over to the stool next to her and smiled at her.
"How are you today?" he asked her.
"Just fine," she said.
"You know," he smiled, "I would enjoy buying a drink for you."
"How thoughtful of you," she told him.
As they drank their liquor, they began to discover they had quite a bit in common.
"You know," he said, "the way things are in the world today makes me realize how important it is to enjoy yourself every day."
"That's the truth," Louise said. "Our politicians have gotten things so fucked up, that it makes you realize life is short and getting shorter. Those bombs when they go off don't argue. When they drop they cause havoc and death for thousands of people. And some day I figure they are going to use them."
"Well that's true," he admitted. "I don't like to think of it. I heard that there is a missile pointing at every city in our country. And we have other countries that might become hostile ringed with missiles. But what protection is there? We're all dead."
"Right on," she smiled at him. "As I always say, eat, fuck and be merry because tomorrow may not be there for us to do it."
As he spoke she felt his leg pressing against hers and his hand on her thigh.
"You're absolutely right," she said, "and I think we ought to have some fun baby."
"Your place or mine?" he smiled.
"I think we should do it at your place," she said.
"Alright baby," he told her, "it will be a lot of fun. Hey, I don't even know your name."
"My name is Louise," she said, giving him her real name.
"Great, Louise," he said, "my name is Bill."
"Bill," she smiled, "I hope you like to do everything."
"That's the only way to fly," he told her. He paid the bar bill and then she joined him in his car outside in the parking lot.
As she drove with him to his apartment she couldn't help thinking what a lucky gal she was. She reached over and began stroking his penis under his pants.
"You're real hungry tonight, aren't you?" he told her.
"How could you tell?" she asked.
"Because you're not letting any grass grow under your feet," he said. "You want it and you want it bad."
There was no doubt in her mind what she needed. As she stroked it, she became so excited she began unzipping his fly. She slid her hand in and pulled it out. Then she stroked it gently.
"Oh a beautiful hunk of meat," she smiled.
Then he told her, "Go on honey, play with it."
She reached in and pulled out his balls. She began fondling them and became more and more stimulated.
"You'd better quit playing with the cock," he told her. "It's going to go up. When that thing shoots, I want it in your mouth, your pussy or your ass."
"You don't mince words when you're horny, do you?" she smiled.
"No baby," he said. "I told you I don't." When they got to Bill's apartment, he suggested quietly, "How about you and I taking a nice show- er together? I always like to take a shower before sex."
"It does make it tingling and exciting to take a shower together, doesn't it?" Louise smiled.
As she took off her clothes, he caught sight of her body.
"Nice," he smiled, when he saw her vagina exposed to his view.
He went over and brushed it with his hand. "Honey," he said, "it's my lucky night tonight. I go in the bar a lot of times but I've never found anybody like you."
"Thank you," she said.
As they looked at each other, they became more and more aware of the fact that they cared.
"I sure am going to give you a good screwing, baby. You've got a nice mouth, and I'd like to slip it between your lips." "Me too," she told him. "I'd love that." The more she thought about it, the more stimulated and excited she became.
"Oh baby," he told her, "I've really got to ball you. You are driving me ape."
The excitement that awaited them how was building and building.
"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "you want to eat me?"
"Yes honey," she said, as they got in the shower together.
She washed him off completely. She rubbed his back and then she let the soap slip between his asscheeks. She washed there, and he loved the sensation of her fingers feeling of his behind.
"Baby, are you going to eat that too?" he smiled. "You're washing it enough."
"I'll eat your ass," she said.
He turned around and she saw his enormous male member. It was extended to full length now. She let her hand stroke it and she reached down and fondled his ass.
"Oh baby, play -with the nuts," he told her. "I like that."
He was pumping it to her now in a most exciting manner.
"Oh yes," he told her, "that's right, baby. Do that, baby."
The pleasure that they were enjoying was increasing every moment.
"Oh honey," he smiled at her, "you are beautiful. That's what I like."
The pleasure that they were enjoying at this point was something else.
"Sweetheart," he said, "I can hardly wait to give it to you. And you know where."
As they looked at each other they were getting hotter and hotter.
They dried off and then went into the bedroom. She stretched out on the bed, and he got over her body. He straddled her, letting his buttocks slide on her breasts. And he aimed his cockshaft at her mouth.
She looked at his huge swinging balls and got more and more excited. . "Move up over my face," she begged him. He moved forward so his buttocks were even with her face. Then he lowered himself.
"You like this ass, don't you baby?" he smiled. "Well, lick the nuts and suck ass."
While she didn't suck his asshole, she did lick his asscheeks. This excited her, for she would lick one buttock while she massaged the other. She grabbed his penis and began pumping while she was giving him action there.
"Now baby," he told her excitedly, "you're going to get'it in the mouth."
The excitement was growing every moment. He couldn't stand it any longer.
"Oh honey," he panted. "You are beautiful. That's what I want. Yes baby."
The pleasure was building every moment now and he could hardly stand it. She couldn't either.
Grasping his .cock in her hand, she brought it to her lips.
"Oh honey," she told him, "I sure want to eat this."
As he slid into her mouth, her lips fastened tightly around the head of it. She got some of the juice from the surface of the cock, and this ignited her passion.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat it, baby."
The pleasure was building and building.
"That's a good way to do it, baby," he told her. .
He enjoyed seeing himself sliding in and out of her mouth. He liked to see it go in inch by inch and then quickly pull out. She would grab his ass as if to pull him back.
"Oh you like that, don't you baby?" he said. "Sure you do. You like every inch of it."
The saliva slickened penis shaft was pushing farther now. He was reaching for the back of her throat.
"Oh wow!" he told her. "This is too much. Oh, I can't stand it."
The pleasure was mounting and mounting. It wasn't going to be much longer now.
"Tongue me baby," he told her, "that's the way to do it. Lick it."
She was eager to taste his sperm. And as he shoved it harder, her hands massaged his buttocks. She liked the feel of his ass muscles as he continued pounding into her.
"Oh baby," he gasped excitedly, "that's too much. Keep it up baby."
The sensation of enjoyment that they were deriving from each other was increasing every moment now.
"Yes," he gasped excitedly, "that's what I want. Come on, baby, do it."
Faster and faster he pummeled into her.
"Eat it," he cried excitedly. "Eat that cock, baby. Yes baby, eat it."
She was gladly gulping him now. Every second was becoming more and more exciting.
"Eat my cock," he cried excitedly. "Eat it baby. That's the way I want you to do it. Eat the cock."
Suddenly he juiced in her face. She felt the hot steady stream of juice shooting into her. It seemed as if she was in her own kind of heaven. She loved the aroma of his balls bouncing on her chin, and she thrilled to the shooting juice.
Gulping him down, she finally eased off his cock.
"Taste good to you, honey?" he smiled.
"Delicious baby," she told him.
She lay down beside him a moment, but not for long.
"Honey," he told her, "I want to give your pussy a good licking."
He startled her and produced an unusual position. Instead of crouching at her crotch, he tried another angle. He went down there with his face and straddled her. His legs were on either side of her.
She reached out with her hands and massaged his buttocks while he ate her pussy.
"Oh baby," she told him, "this is fun. I'll rub your ass while you eat my pussy."
His hot tongue pumped into her. He was licking eagerly now, all along her velvety vagina walls.
"Oh sweetheart," she said, "you're getting me sticky quick."
Indeed he was as the juices began flowing. The great pleasure that they were experiencing now was increasing. His tongue acted as a magnet to the juice in her vagina walls. Soon it was flowing smoothly.
"Oh baby," she gasped excitedly, "I love this. Keep it up honey. Yes honey, do it. That's what I want. Keep it up, baby, love me."
The pleasure that they enjoyed was tremendous.
"Oh lover," she cried ecstatically, "you don't know how much this means to me. Yes baby, I love this. I love it more than you could ever believe."
Suddenly the excitement that he was enjoying with tongue pummeling into her was increased. For she was massaging his cheeks at a steady pace, and when he felt his buttocks being massaged he suddenly felt a finger slipping around his anus.
She pumped a finger inside his asshole and this excited him. He pushed back and forth, clutching at her finger as his hot tongue stabbed away inside her pussy.
He looked at the mirror and enjoyed this action at that angle.
"So this is a good way to make it, baby," she told him. "I like it."
The pleasure was building now and she knew she would juice in a second. Suddenly, her hot juices spurted. The hot spray was time for him to gulp.
"Oh baby," she cried, "keep that up. Yes baby, I love it."
The pleasure was great for him too. He never had a woman give his ass a better loving while he was eating her mound.
When he had finished getting her juice, he withdrew his tongue. He lay down with her and she caught sight of his enormous cock. "Honey, you're hard again," she told him. "Well what you did for my ass, got me there.
I guess you were massaging my prostate. That always stimulates me."
"I can see that," she said.
Now, she wanted to give him a good fuck.
"I want to stand up, honey," he told her, "and have you put your legs around me. And I'll stab it into you."
He got to his feet and she loved the sight of him standing there with his strong muscular legs and his gigantic cock sticking up.
"It's a little hard to do this, isn't it?" she smiled.
"No honey," he said. "I'll hold your ass and you wrap your legs around my waist. You put your arms around my neck, and I'll massage your ass while I fuck your pussy."
She thought it would be difficult, but nevertheless she wanted to give him what he wanted. She threw one leg up and he caught her ass in the air. Then she threw the other and she suddenly felt his penis slipping in.
"We made it," he said. "That's beautiful. We made it right off."
He was stabbing it to her now as he held her buttocks in his hand.
"This is the way to do it, baby," he said. "It's a lot of fun."
She nodded and smiled.
"Kiss me," she said. "What for?" he said. "I'm fucking." She didn't like the fact that he refused her a kiss. It was perfectly obvious to her that he had no intention of putting any love into the act. It was raw, unadulterated sex. .
"Fuck it, baby," he panted. "Fuck. That's it. Give it to me."
He was becoming more and more excited every moment. She loved the way he was stimulated over the act.
"Keep it up honey," he told her. "That's what I want. Fuck baby, fuck."
He continued stabbing it in there and he was getting more and more excited every minute.
"Oh baby," he gasped. "That's what I want. Keep it up baby."
The pleasure was mounting every second. As he slid into her, she became more and more eager for action.
"Oh, ah, yes baby, that's the way. Keep it going, baby. Yes baby."
He was pummeling it into her. She knew that in a moment or two she would be juicing.
"Fuck," he cried eagerly. "Fuck baby. That's it. Keep your ass moving."
She felt more excited than she had ever felt with another man. However there was something that was bothering her. This fuck was raw sex. There was nothing right about it. It was just a crude desire on his part to stab his penis into her any way he could.
It made her angry to think that he couldn't mention kissing her. And her mind flashed back to the sex she had had with her son. That seemed right. That seemed beautiful. This seemed cheap.
As he looked at her he realized she wasn't concentrating on screwing him.
"What are you thinking of?" he asked, as he went on stabbing into her.
"Oh nothing," she said.
It made her nervous that he could pick up on the fact that she was so concerned with her son.
"Concentrate on giving me a good screw," he said. "You're lucky you're getting my cock. A lot of women pay for it."
As he went on pumping his meat into her, she couldn't help wondering if he was a hustler.
"What do you do for a living?" she asked him.
"I'm an accountant," he said. "I screw on the side. And I get paid for it."
"Is that right?" she asked him, as she went on gripping his penis with her vagina muscles.
"Yes baby," he said, "that's right. A lot of women have doubled in brass, haven't they?"
"That's true," she said.
Suddenly she felt him stabbing harder. She tried to put on an act to convince him that she was wild about him.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."
The penis stabbed into her until he juiced. As the hot sperm shot into her, she clasped him tightly. His hands were at her buttocks as he held her in place.
"That's beautiful," he told her, "beautiful."
He eased it out of her and then he let her down to the floor.
As she walked away from him over to the bed, he smiled at her.
"You've got a great ass baby," he said. "I'd like to fuck it up there too."
"I don't dig that trip," she said.
"I've got an idea," he told her. "You and"I could put on sex carnivals."
"I don't care to go the sex carnival circuit," she said.
"Oh baby," he said. "You know it would be a lot of fun."
"Maybe you could," she said quietly, "but I won't get involved that way."
It disturbed her to see him acting like this.
"Honey," he smiled. "You and I could have a great time."
"Forget it," she said.
She was really disturbed by the fact that he was thinking of her as a very cheap slut.
"Just how cheap do you think I am?" she demanded.
"What do you mean?" he said. "I'm offering you a great opportunity. I think sex is beautiful, and if people want to pay to watch other people pay, what's wrong with that?"
From the way he asked this she realized he was pretty involved in such sex.
"Oh nothing," she said.
Without saying a word, she slid into her clothes. And then she got dressed she felt relieved.
She looked at him and said quietly, "I'm going now."
She left and went back to her home.
When she got home, her son Brian was wondering where she had been. She usually fixed him dinner but she hadn't done it.
"Where the hell you've been Mom?" he said.
"What's it to you?" she said.
"Why I just wondered if you were alright," he said.
"I've never been better," she said.
"Mom," he said, "how about more sex? Would that help you out?"
"No honey," she said. "You and I are through."
"Why," he stammered, "what happened?"
"You told me the other day you had a girlfriend that meant a lot to you. Go after her. I'm through with you and through with sex."
"Oh Mom," he said, "some guy give you a tough time?"
"Not exactly," she said. "He taught me a lesson. A lesson I won't soon forget. I learned that sex without love or real feeling is hollow, and meaningless."
"Well we felt good when we fucked, didn't we?" he asked.
"Yes," she said. "We had a lot of fun doing it. But it wasn't' right. You see, there are some things that you can enjoy, baby, and some things that feel good. But they're wrong. It's like drinking honey. You have a lot of fun when you're stoned. But it's not right. It's dangerous. You understand.?"
"Yeah, I guess so," he said quietly.
"Remember honey," she said, "I told you when we started sex together it couldn't end good. It didn't. I'll tell you what happened."
As he listened to her recount the episode at the bar and its aftermath when the young lover asked her if she wanted to hustle with him at sex carnivals for rich people to watch them fucking, he understood what she meant. "I'm glad you didn't go that route Mom," he said. "I have a lot of respect for you."
"I don't have much for myself," she said. "Today I realized for the first time how cheap and common I was. It was evil and sick of me to involve you sexually. Forgive me, baby."
He put his hand in hers, and told her frankly, "There's really nothing to forgive. You did nothing. Sure, I guess if we told other people what we did, they'd say we were rotten people. But we're not. Actually Mom, we both were frustrated without Dad. It doesn't work for a man to have kids and not take care of them. If I do marry this chick I'm going around with now, and if we had any kids, I'm going to show my kid all the love I know how."
"I know you will," she said. "As you are a loving human being Brian. Our love got a little twisted, but it was still right as rain."
They looked in each other's eyes and they knew that what she said was true.
She left him alone and went to bed. Brian knew that his sexual relationship with his mother was over. In a way he regretted it. But he knew it was for the best, and he had a lot of respect for her, for she had the guts to face up to the truth.