Chapter 5
Kip and Susan were sitting in Chicago's Goodman Theatre, watching a boring play unwind. During the first act, Kip thought of nothing but the fact that it had been almost five days since she promised he could fuck her and yet nothing had happened. He imagined her period must have been over, but Susan had said nothing and he was waiting anxiously for her to say "NOW!"
Susan's thought weren't on the play either. Tonight was going to be the night. She had waited until she felt the time was right. She wanted Kip to feel frustrated, wanted his load to. build up inside his balls, wanted him to want her all the more. She was ready now, she couldn't stand it any longer.
During the intermission, they drank Cokes in the lobby. People looked at them, admired them, never guessing they were mother and son. Kip thought that was funny. People would guess they were lovers. They were right! Susan and Kip were lovers, as well as mother and son. When they went back to their seats for the second act, Kit told Susan about the letter he had received from Chris earlier in the day.
"Chris would like to come and visit for a week or so, if it's okay with you," Kip said.
"Of course, that's wonderful. I'd like to get to know him."
Kip didn't tell her that he had written Chris about them in detail, describing what they had done, sharing with his best friend his most intimate thoughts and deep frustrations. He knew Susan would never understand his deep friendship with the boy she had met just briefly. But he knew that if he hadn't told someone, he would have burst! Christ was the only person in the world he could talk to. But Kip kept that fact a secret from his mother.
"When does he want to come?"
"Well, his summer session ends the first week of August. Probably anytime before school begins," Kip answered.
Susan sat thinking for a moment. "Well, I had planned to go to San Francisco about the first of the month, but we can move it up to July. Sure, let's go in a few weeks. That way we'll be back here for your birthday and we can have time to get things ready for your room at college, and entertain Chris as well."
"Great, great," Kip said as the lights of the theatre dimmed.
They sat through the second act only half awake. It was dreadful, worse than the first. The applause at the end was like an alarm clock telling them they were free! They hurried out of the theatre and into the warm evening air blowing off Lake Michigan. They walked, hands joined, to the car, which was parked in the underground parking garage on Michigan Avenue. Inside the car, Susan opened her blouse a bit and breathed deep as Kip turned on the air conditioning. He was about to put the automobile in gear, when his mother's hand touched his face.
"I'm sorry it's been such a terrible evening," Susan said gently.
"It hasn't been all that bad. I had the luck to sit next to the most beautiful woman in the world, didn't I?" Kip smiled as he put the car in gear.
Before he could get the vehicle out of the parking space, Susan had her hand in his pants. He stepped on the brake and looked at her, grinning.
"Just drive, don't worry about me," she said. And he did so. Up the ramp and past the man who collected the money. He couldn't believe his eyes when he looked down into the car to see the smartly dressed woman's hand in the boy's pants.
On Michigan Avenue, Susan had his member out and was moving it up and down as it slowly became hard. She played with it gently, bouncing it back and forth on her fingertips, never looking at it, just feeling it. She looked out the window, at the shops, at the other cars, at the John Hancock Building. No one would ever have guessed what her left hand was doing!
Kip could hardly drive. With each turn of the wheel he could feel his cock rubbing against the steering wheel. The air conditioning was blowing against it and that excited him, for his mother's hand was warm and the difference in the cold wind and warm touches sent shivers up his spine. His balls were cramped inside his pants and hurt. They stopped at a red light. Kip leaned back, took a deep breath, and said, "Wow!" The light turned green and he stepped on the gas.
At the next stop light, Susan withdrew her hand and quickly, almost magically, Kip thought, slid her panties down her legs and off her body, flinging them into the back seat. She lifted her short skirt and spread her legs. Kip had one hand on the steering wheel and one up her juicy cunt when the car moved away from the intersection. He could feel her juices pouring out onto his fingers and onto the leather seat. Her hand grabbed his cock again. Kip knew they would have an accident. He didn't know what he was doing any longer. He stopped suddenly for a green light, then realized it was green, and stepped on the gas just as the light turned red. He didn't even realize it.
"Mom, we gotta stop this or we'll never make it home!" he gasped.
But they didn't stop and they did make it home. Kip guided the car into the huge garage as Susan took her hand away, still silent, and reached over the seat, picked up her panties, and dropped them into her purse. The garage attendant was waiting for them. Susan got out of the car immediately. Kip was having trouble getting his cock back into his pants.
"Hi, Mrs. Stoddard, have a nice evening?"
"No, Carter, we saw a boring play and didn't even go out for coffee after," Susan said smiling, watching out of one eye the scene Kip was creating in the front seat of the automobile. He couldn't get it back in his pants. It was too long, too hard, it wouldn't go down. Kip was sweating and he felt embarrassed. He wanted to cry and he wanted to laugh. It's so absurd, he thought, Mom out there talking to that guy like nothing fazed her and I'm in here with an erection trying to cover it.
"Movies, gotta go to movies nowadays. Plays, they say they're just crap. Just crap." Carter was very adamant in his judgment. "Give me the movies anyday!" Carter said, now looking a Kip. "What's the matter with him?"
"Nothing, just broke his zipper, he said," Susan lied.
Kip heard her. "It's okay, Mother, I got it," he said, getting out of the car. She looked at his crotch. There was a giant bulge starting at the zipper which continued up along the left side of his body, under the pocket. Kip smiled, looked down and turned red.
"Wash and wax? You haven't had a wax in weeks!" Carter stood next to the car as Kip joined his mother, keeping his backside to the man.
"Yes, sure," Susan said as she walked behind Kip.
In the elevator she broke into spasms of laughter. Kip stood there, pretending to feel hurt at first, then he too began to laugh. He held her in his arms, kissing her firmly on the mouth. She brought her tongue to his lips, then inside his mouth, hungry, searching. Kip lifted her skirt and gently but firmly rubbed the mound.
"Tonight, please," he whispered in her ear. "Yes, baby, yes, yes," Susan breathed back at him.
They unlocked their embrace when the doors opened and they quickly walked down the hall, hand in hand, and disappeared into the big apartment.
"Care for a drink?" Susan asked Kip, going to the bar.
"Brandy on the rocks," Kip said, pushing his cock down into his shorts. He sat on the furry couch and kicked off his shoes.
Susan poured brandy into glasses, over ice, and handed one to her son and kept one for herself. She put a few records on the stereo set, then joined him on the couch.
"Would you hate it if I were to talk honestly with you?" Susan asked.
"We always talk honestly," Kip said.
"No, I mean certain words, certain phrases. I guess everyone has something that turns them on, like you mentioned you like pornography. Well I like talking dirty, just a little bit, every now and then." She sipped her drink.
"That's great," Kip said. He wanted to tell her it turned him on too, but he didn't. He just wanted to hear it, to hear her, to hear her talking about his cock and her cunt as they fucked.
"I think your cock is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. It certainly is the biggest!" she said, without blinking an eye.
"I think you're right!" Kip said, laughing. They both laughed and drank some more. They were playing a game now, and neither one of them was going to let the other win.
"I love watching the come spurt out of it," Susan said.
"I go nuts feeling your hot juice pouring over my hand. And touching your cli . . . " he stumbled on the pronunciation.
"Clitoris."
"Yeah, clitoris. I'm dying to touch it with my tongue. And with my cock."
He was getting hard again and he unbuckled his pants and opened his zipper. Susan saw the white of his undershorts. "Take off your pants, leave your shorts on," she commanded. Kip stood up, dropped his pants and pulled them from his legs. Susan reached over and knelt on the floor, pulling his socks off. Kip moved his body to the floor and sat facing her. She stared at the loaded front of his shorts.
"Would you like to fuck me tonight?"
"I'm going to fuck you tonight!"
"In my cunt?"
"Yes!"
"Are you going to fuck me in my ass sometime?"
In her ass! Kip was caught off guard. He hadn't even thought of that! "Yes, sure," he said hesitantly.
"Would you like to see my tits?" Susan asked, opening her blouse all the way.
"Here, let me," Kip said, as she was about to open her bra.. He reached around her, pressing her breasts to his pelvis as he unsnapped her bra. It dropped from her breasts slowly. He touched them with one finger. They tightened. Then he brought his face to the nipple and sucked. He rolled on the floor, her tits above him, sucking like a new-born baby on the enormous nipples.
"Oh, Kip, Kip, darling, bite them a little, please, bite them just a little!"
Kip bit lightly with his teeth.
"That's it, oh darling, bite my tits, make them hurt a little, suck them, suck them!" Susan was growing dizzy. She smashed her body down on his and they rolled around on the soft carpet, Kip's head glued to her hard breasts.
She pulled away. They both lay on their backs next to each other. Kip's arm was touching the coffee table.
"Kip, I want you to fuck me like I've never been fucked before. Gently, gently put your huge cock in me and then be my baby and give me everything you've got!"
Kip couldn't stand it anymore. He knelt on the floor next to her and looked down. He undid her skirt and slipped it down and off her body. She was naked now, except for her stockings and garter belt. Kip removed them slowly, gently and sensually touching her beautiful shining hairy cunt. He took his sweater off, drawing it over his head, and then his undershirt. Then he stood up and Susan looked up at him and smiled. "Take them off," she whispered.
Kip pulled his shorts down and let them drop to his feet. Susan looked up to see the enormous thick penis bobbing above her and the massive balls underneath. It came to her, down down, within reach, but she did not touch it. She wanted to feel it only in the hot, wet place that was now begging for it.
Kip took his cock in his hand and rubbed it back and forth above her. She closed her eyes and in a moment felt his face breathing near her lips. She opened her mouth, letting her tongue welcome his tongue in a long, passionate kiss.
Kip moved between her outstretched legs, positioning his body above hers, his cock bobbing just above her waist. He bent his head down and kissed her again. They kept their mouths together for a long time. Susan brought her hands up and ran them down his back, over his ass, down the sides of his hairy legs. Kip took his mouth away from his mother's, drew back slightly while his glazed eyes stared at her naked loveliness beneath him, at the way the tip of his cock touched her stomach.
Susan whispered, "Kip, my darling son, now, please, love me now, put it inside me, I want to feel your cock inside me. Oh, Kip!" She pulled his body down against hers, grasping his shoulders. He flicked his tongue in her ear and rolled his buttocks so that his cock pressed against her and his balls moved over her sweating cunt. She responded by spreading her legs, then bringing them back together, her cunt biting, sucking at his long cock, even at his balls.
"Please, Kip, love me, fuck me!"
Her words pierced the young man's brain and his entire body became inflamed with lust. Panting ecstatically, he lay down even harder against her body, trying to make them one, no longer lover and lover or mother and son, but one, complete, together.
Kip moved to his knees. He suddenly felt a pang of fear somewhere deep within him. This is it, he thought to himself, this is the moment I have both feared and longed for. This was the moment in which he had to live up to his mother's belief that he was now the man of the house, that he was mature, that he was capable of giving his mother the greatest pleasure she had ever known.
Susan's long, beautiful legs were spread wide, exposing to her son's loving gaze the full expanse of her wet, hotly waiting vagina. Her fingers dug into the moist, slick surface of Kip's cock, guiding it toward the waiting opening, using its thick head to part the soft dark pubic curls and the full fleshy lips of her tender, hot pussy. Susan gasped aloud at the sudden contact of her loving son's hard organ against her damp, sensitive flesh, and he moaned in delight as well, watching the tip of his hard penis enter, watching fascinated, as if he were a little boy seeing a movie for the first time! He held his penis with his hand now and, aiding himself with his hips, moved it in slowly. He wanted to delight her. He wanted to prove his deep, unashamed love. He wanted to fuck her like she had never been fucked before.
"Oil, Kip, darling!" Susan held her head in her hands as she felt him pushing into her. She raised her pelvis, aiding him, spreading her legs till she thought they would rip apart.
"Mom, oh, Mom," Kip moaned, almost to the point of crying. He was in ecstasy, in heaven. He knew that he would never be able to describe this moment. It was beyond words.
He pushed forward again, releasing his cock from his guiding hand, bracing himself on both arms now, above her, looking into her beautiful green eyes. The gigantic penis forced its way into the tightly clenched elastic opening. Susan's hips flew up to meet his thrust, burying almost the full length of his expanded rod in the folds of her hot, warm, wet cunt, sending it racing along the lubricated passage and on into her belly until she felt his heavy sperm-loaded testicles smack solidly against the upturned surface of her soft, satiny buttocks.
He was inside her!-he had his cock inside his mother's body! The thought was the most rapturous Kip had ever known and he was certain now that his wonderful mother loved every inch of his massive prick buried in her warm, wet pussy. He knew now that she loved him deeper and truer than any mother had loved her offspring. He sent his thick shaft another fraction of an inch deeper into her, then he repeated the motion again and again, each time raising moans of delight and joy from the sensually undulating beauty beneath him.
Kip thrust it in all the way! Susan screamed, her whole body jolted. Kip froze, thinking he had hurt her, but then relaxed as he saw the look of peace on her face.
Susan helped him, guided him. Together they began a slow undulating motion. Kip followed her, grinding his cock tightly into his mother's naked loins, expanding the walls of her aching pussy even more, and her own buttocks were rotating insanely on the floor, demanding harder thrusts from her son's strong young body. He rocked above her, using short, smooth strokes, and her body reacted in kind, chills of excitement and rapture spiraling the full length of her spine as she felt the tempo of his heavy, burgeoning cock burrow in and out of her throbbing channel.
Quickly, Kip increased his pace and the length of his stroke, knowing he couldn't last much longer, feeling the volcano that was brimming in his balls. Susan raised her widespread cunt up tighter and tighter to him in simultaneous rhythm to his every downward thrust as her passion-contorted face twisted wantonly and lovingly with her need and desire.
Now the desperately aching Kip was slamming into his mother with increasing force, drawing his swollen cock nearly all the way out of the tight, moist sheath clasping it so hungrily, lovingly, then plunging in again until his swollen testicles slapped hard against her tiny, puckered, hot anal opening. The pressure was mounting, mounting in his scrotum and his head swam wildly with the impending knowledge of his climax, of his filling of her witlTtor-rents of rushing, devoted seed while she flooded his plunging cock of love with her own delicious juices.
They kissed again and her fingernails dug into his flesh, into his back and into his ass. He hugged her with all his power as his balls slapped against her ass.
"Oh my God, my God, my baby, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming! " The apartment echoed Susan's shrill words.
"Yes, yes," Kip panted, almost there himself, sweat pouring off his face.
He increased his pace even more, deepening his thrusts as she writhed wildly beneath him, her juices flowing out of her, over his balls, over her ass, onto the carpet. Her legs twitched and her toes curled. She banged her feet on the floor and thrashed her head from side to side. Kip was on the brink, he could feel her coming, and he fucked, fucked even harder and deeper than before.
Susan threw her legs into the air and Kip locked his arms around the hollows of her knees, pulling her legs up, hard, against her breasts, until her head was framed between them. His balls ricocheted off her tight asshole, which was now opened a bit because of her spread legs. The whole picture was before him, her sweet and wonderful pussy was now higher and wider open to increase the depth of his plunges.
Kip watched his mother's breasts heave and quiver as a result of his pummeling cock, even saw the beautiful nipples expand before his eyes as she tossed her head wildly, her soft brown hair spreading all over the living room floor.
Suddenly Susan screamed again, a loud staccato gasp. Kip felt her pussy walls begin to secrete more gushes of wet, sticky fluid than he thought was possible for a woman. His cock plundered, his balls ached. She was coming, his wonderful mother was coming as a result of his cock buried deep within her! He thrust more urgently now, determined to come with her! He was ready. He felt the sperm ready to explode out of the tip of his cock deep within her. Susan jerked wildly, the tiny bearded mouth of her cunt sucking at him feverishly, her breath hitting him in short, ragged gasps, and then it happened! He was coming inside his mother! His orgasm struck. His body froze for a second!
"Kip! oh, God, God!" Susan shouted, ripping the skin of his back.
Kip held his breath as the hot come spurted from the opening in his cockhead. It flowed endlessly into his mother, deep, deep within her beautiful body, deep within her beautiful cunt. She moaned, feeling the hot poker with its gift of love. It dripped out, down around the end of his cock, mixing with her juices, their pubic hairs twisting together, knotting them forever as lovers, mother and son coming together, being reborn. Kip released Susan's legs and they fell to the floor.
"Darling, don't take it out, please," she pleaded. But she needn't have expressed herself, for Kip wasn't about to do such an absurd thing. He wanted to keep it buried in there forever-he wanted it to grow soft within her-to sleep within her-to grow hard within her-and to come again.
Kip rested his head on Susan's shoulder. He breathed deep and shut his eyes, feeling the cunt still clinging to his wet cock, sucking the last juice from it. Their hearts beat together, and they lay there like that, not moving, not talking, not thinking.
Kip's tremendous cock relaxed and softened while it was still deep within her. Then he slowly pulled it out. Susan caught it in her hand, feeling the wet, spent organ in her palm. Kip rolled over next to her, and they lay there like that for a long time, Susan cupping the boy's penis in her hand.
Later, when they were both falling asleep, Kip lifted Susan into his arms and carried her to her bedroom. He set her on the bed and went back to the living room and turned out the light. Then, instead of going to his room as he had done every night since arriving in Chicago, he went to his mother's room. Susan waited with open arms until he was snug in beside her.
"Good night, Susan," Kip said.
"Good night, Kip."