Chapter 1
"Oh, God, fuck me! Oh, Jesus, I want to fuck my own son!"
Donna Hamilton sprawled naked on the double-bed, her lush, creamy-white thighs spread wide and her succulently rounded ass cheeks humping frantically off the mattress. Her enormous, stiff-nippled tits jiggled and swayed as she jacked off her pussy, furiously pumping her fingers in and out of the juice-gushing slit of her curly-haired cunt.
It was only ten a.m. on a bright, hot Sunday morning, and Donna had already jacked off three times since awakening. She couldn't help it. In the year since her divorce, her wanton incestuous craving for Tony, her only child, had grown stronger by the day.
That huge, swollen cock of his! Donna thought, torturing herself with the remembered image of her boy's gigantic prick. She might have been able to restrain her lust if it had not been for that one fateful afternoon when she'd caught Tony naked in the bathroom. He'd had a hard-on. Shocked by his mother's unexpected entrance, he had jerked his enormous cock away from her as he'd reached hurriedly for a towel to cover himself. Ever since she'd had that one precious glimpse of her child's cock, Donna had hungered for the moment when she could shove his meaty prickshaft down her throat and suck out his cum.
"Oh, Tony!" Donna's raven tresses were strewn across the pillow, her gorgeous face contorted with the frenzy of her fuck need as she jammed three fingers up her cream-spewing pussy. "I need you to fuck me, Tony! Oh, shit, Mommy's cunt needs fucking bad! Fuck, fuck, fuuuucckkk!"
Donna came hard on her fingers, gasping and shuddering as the luscious spasms coursed through her pussy channel again and again. The fat, crimson nipples of her huge tits grew as stiff as little pebbles. Greedily, she grasped one giant tit and popped the hardened cap into her mouth, sucking on her own nipple to intensify the force of her cum.
Finally the spasms subsided. The stacked, naked divorcee collapsed on the bed, panting as she stared up at the ceiling and gradually let her fingers drift up from her densely furred cunt triangle. As always, she began to feel ashamed of herself after bringing herself off.
Why couldn't she be like other women? Why did she have to be so perverse, in harboring her utterly sinful cravings for her own Tony? With her incredibly voluptuous figure and gorgeous face, Donna knew she could have been fucked by nearly any man in the country. And yet her lust for her innocent, horse-cocked son had grown so strong that she had wet dreams about him every night.
Impulsively, Donna rose from the bed and reached for a bathrobe, knotting the sash around her waist. She would go upstairs and check on him. It was a good enough excuse. Tony hadn't come down for his breakfast, and he usually awoke much earlier than she, even on a weekend. Perhaps, Donna thought eagerly, she might even get another glimpse of her tall, lean athletic son in the raw.
Oh, shit, I want to fuck him! Donna thought, her mammoth tits quivering under her thigh-length terry robe as she silently climbed the stairs. She knew her cheeks were crimson with shame and fuck passion, and she prayed that Tony wouldn't guess the reason why. Donna had often caught Tony staring at her deep, milky cleavage and her full, round ass, but she didn't think he'd actually fuck her. He was too good a boy for that.
But as Donna stood listening outside the closed door of her son's bedroom, her opinion of him began to change. A rhythmic, unmistakable thudding sound emanated from the interior of his room. Donna knew he didn't have a girl in there. Her child had to be jacking off!
For a moment, Donna almost made herself return downstairs for another torrid session with her finger. Then she admitted that she'd never be able to tear herself away from the spectacle that awaited her behind the closed door. The point of no return had been reached. She simply had to see her boy's magnificent cock as hard as bone. Oh, God, maybe she'd even be able to see his huge prick shooting out cum!
Holding her breath, her pussy pulsing madly between her thighs, Donna silently twisted the door handle and pushed open the door. It was as she'd suspected. Staring at her naked son lying on his bed, Donna nearly came without touching herself. Tony's eyes were shut tight. He hadn't seen her yet. His fist pumped in a vertical blur on his crotch, furiously stroking his long, fat, rock-hard cock.
"Unnghhh!" Tony moaned, oblivious to the fact that he'd been interrupted. His mushroom-shaped cock head was flared to the bursting point, the crimson flesh stretched taut. Hot, milky drops of fuck juice leaked freely from the tip of his prick. "Oh ... oh, shit ... gonna cum ... ahhhhh, goddamn ... "
"Tony!"
Tony's hand froze on his turgid prick. His eyes opened wide, and he gasped helplessly at his mother in the doorway. Desperately, he reached for the sheets, but there weren't any. They'd been pushed to the foot of the bed. He had nothing to cover his gigantic prick with except his hand. He fearfully watched his voluptuous mother cross the room to his bed.
"Oh, Tony! What ... what are you doing?"
"Sorry, Mom," Tony mumbled nervously, his face flushing crimson with shame. "Oh, Christ, this is so embarrassing!"
Donna didn't answer. She was too busy staring at her young son's cock. Tony's fuck-rod had lost none of its stiffness, and Donna felt awed by the generous endowment of her child's fuck organ. Nine inches, she thought giddily; it was at least nine inches long, and as thick around as her wrist! Wouldn't it be simply delicious to have a whopper like that crammed up her drooling cunt?
"That's ... that's all right, Tony," Donna heard herself saying. She was so horny that she was hardly conscious of her own words. "Masturbation is perfectly normal. Everyone does it, even me, your own mother. I'm ... as a matter of fact, I'm glad I caught you like this. I've been meaning to have a discussion with you about sex."
Tony's eyes opened wider still, amazed by his mother's manner. I'm going to fuck him, Donna thought deliriously, as she walked around the bed and sat on the edge of the mattress. Her eyes riveted to the rhythmically pulsing stalk of her boy's cock.
"T-T-Take your hand off your penis, Tony," Donna heard herself murmur. "Why are you acting so ashamed?"
Gulping, unable to avoid staring at his mother's lusciously endowed body, Tony slid his hand from his cock. Donna felt the fuck cream gushing out of her hairy pussy as she beheld the full, magnificent length of her boy's prick.
"Oh, Tony, it's such a monster," she commented breathlessly. "I had no idea you had such an enormous cock. Tell me, Son, has this beauty ever been up some lucky girl's cunt?"
Tony was speechless, shocked by his mother's language. But his cock was stiffer than ever, jerking and twitching obscenely over his flat, muscular belly. Donna knew she was no longer in control of her own actions. She'd never been so horny in her life. Her trembling fingers left her side, gliding up her child's leg and wrapping tightly around the swollen trunk of his cock.
"Oh, Jesus! Mom!"
"Oh, Tony, it's so big and hard. Don't tell me you've never fucked a girl with this monster. Are you still a virgin? Is that why you have to pump this big, beautiful cock on a Sunday morning? Hmmmmm? Oh, it must feel so good to stroke a monster like this! How does it feel best, Tony? Like this?"
Her cunt was throbbing so hard that she could hear her heartbeat in her ears. Donna eagerly started jacking her right hand up and down her boy's mighty fucker, stroking it from the turgid root to the bloated knob. Tony groaned and writhed on the bed, shocked and excited by his mother's hand job. Donna's wet pussy burned and ached as the sappy cock cream oozed freely from his cum slit.
"Oh, shit, Tony, it's leaking. You're losing all that precious juice. We can't let you waste it, now can we?"
"Mommy!" Tony cried. "Oh, fuck, Mommy, I can't believe you're doing this!"
Donna lowered her head, inhaling the salty aroma of hard, young cock. She pressed her lips to the flared tip of her son's prick and tasted his fuck juice, sliding her tongue lasciviously around the rosy crown.
"Unghhh! Oh, fuck, Mom!" Tony curled his fingers eagerly in her thick, dark hair. "Oh, Mom, you're turning me on!"
"Do you want me to suck this juicy cock for you, Tony?" Donna purred. "Your cum tastes so good. But you haven't really popped your rocks yet, have you? Mommy wants to suck on Sonny's big, fat cock and drink down all his tasty cum!"
"Do it, Mom! Do it!"
Again, Donna pressed her lips to the tip of her boy's cock. This time she let her lips part gradually, sucking in the meaty thickness of his prick. Waves of satisfaction coursed through her hungry body as she felt Tony's oversized fuck-rod pushing down her gullet, forcing her lips to stretch wider and wider around the mouth-filling thickness of his fuckmeat.
Tony was already pulling his mother's hair and bucking his ass off the bed. Donna happily tightened her fingers around the root of his cock, squeezing and massaging it as her lips and tongue laved the knob. Wet, gurgling, sucking sounds filled the bedroom as the sinful mother tasted her son's cock.
Then Donna started sucking, puckering her cheeks tightly to increase the suctioning pressure around her boy's prick. His cock was so huge and it tasted so good - the best-tasting cock she'd ever sucked in her life. Dazedly, Donna wondered how Tony had inherited such an enormous fuck tool. Her ex-husband had certainly never been gifted with such a delicious horse prick.
The cum juice oozed more and more freely from the distended slit in the tip of his cock. Eagerly Donna swirled her tongue around the helmet of his fuckmeat, slurping down every tasty drop. She was in ecstasy as her lips greedily slurped and sucked on Tony's hard-on. Even in her most craven, incestuous fantasies, she'd never dreamed that giving her son a blow job would be so good.
"Harder, Mommy!" Tony pleaded. He clutched her head and worked his hips rhythmically off the bed. "Oh, God, jack me off! Jack it and suck it! My balls are so fucking full! I need to shoot!"
Re-tightening her grip around the fat root of his prick, Donna started pumping his stiff fucker as hard as she could. If she gave Tony the best cum of his young life, he might be more willing to deliver the hard fucking she needed so urgently. More importantly, a really good cock-sucking would make the jizz gush out of his prick.
Donna's hand was a blur on his cock shaft, torridly pumping it from the base to her sucking lips. Her cocksucking noises had grown louder and sloppier-sounding, as if she were feeding herself on the upthrust shaft of her son's prick. Donna's face flushed brightly as she shamelessly sucked on Tony's fucker as hard as she could, awaiting the hot blast of cum from the reservoir in his balls.
"It's shooting, Mom!" Tony cried, "Oh, fuck, it's cumming up! Keep on sucking, Mommy! Ungghhh! Oh, shit, unggghhhh!"
His fuck-rod swelled to total stiffness, nearly choking his dick-starved mother on the throbbing length of his cock. Then the long-awaited gusher of cum came streaming and squirting out of the head of his enormous prick.
It was as if her boy hadn't shot his wad in a year! Never had Donna imagined that a mere child's balls could hold so much delicious, gooey spunk. The tasty cream seemed to fountain out of his bloated cock head, blasting on the roof of her own mouth and spewing down her throat. A deep-rooted feeling of shameful contentment washed over Donna as she savored the taste of her son's jism.
And the thick cock juice kept on squirting. Donna swallowed for nearly thirty seconds straight, contentedly gulping and nursing on the pulsing length of Tony's hard-on. Tony clutched her head and feverishly worked his hips off the bed, gasping as whole ounces of jism emptied out of his burning balls.
"Oh, Momma!" Tony moaned. "That's enough, Momma! I can't take anymore!"
Reluctantly, Donna slid her lips from the saliva-slickened shaft of Tony's cock. Her belly felt as full as if she'd already eaten breakfast; her son had really shot a giant wad. She sat up straight on the bed, licking the stray drops of cream from her mouth and staring intently into her child's eyes.
Tony was shaking. Donna felt horribly ashamed of herself for giving her own boy a blow job, but she knew she wanted more. She had to keep his cock as hard as iron. She'd simply die if she didn't feel her son's whopper stabbing furiously into her cunt.
"Did you like that, Tony?" Donna asked softly. "Did you like the way I sucked your cock?"
"Y-Y-Yes," Tony replied nervously. "Jesus, Mom, I can't believe this is happening!"
"Neither can I, darling," Donna replied honestly. "Tony, you won't tell anyone about this, will you? That your own mother sucked your prick. Incest is against the law, you know. They might send me to jail, Tony. They might take my lovely son away from me."
"I won't tell," Tony whispered.
"Would ... would you like to do more, baby?" Donna rose to her feet, her enormous tits quivering under her robe, her fingers trembling on the sash. "I know it's horribly, horribly sinful, but no one ever has to know if you don't tell. Would you like to look at my naked body now, Tony? It's all right if you've never fucked a girl before. You can learn with me. You can learn by fucking your own mother just as often as you like. Someone has to help my beautiful son become a man. So, Tony, would you like me to take off my robe?"
Tony gulped and nodded. Donna undid the sash, her pussy throbbing with fuck need as she let her terry robe drop to the floor.