Chapter 2
Cal Lewis was feeling extremely horny a few evenings later when he went into the bathroom and fished around in the dirty clothes hamper.
He could feel the ache in his balls getting stronger with each passing second as he searched for what he needed so badly at that moment. Finally he found it-a pair of his mother's panties.
He dashed back to his bedroom with the panties clutched in one hand.
Although Cal was still young, he had the body and sexual feelings of a man. Yet, he was still a virgin and he had had more than one wet dream lately while images of his sexy mother filled his sleeping mind . . . images of the beautiful woman impaled on his fleshy cock-rod.
He had been thinking a lot about his mother's pussy and he wanted to know what it smelled like. He was used to jerking himself off while fantasizing about making it with his mother. But this time he would have the added thrill of beating his meat while smelling the scent of her pussy in her panties.
The horny youngster stripped completely and studied his body in his full-length mirror.
Cal was tall and his body was covered with finely-toned muscles which were kept hard and lean from the long-distance swimming he loved. His cock was big, bigger than most. This he knew from showering with the other guys on the school's swim team.
At this moment, Cal's cock was semi-hard and it was growing with each beat of his heart. He could feel the hot blood of his passion pumping downward in his body. His aroused blood was pumping directly toward his loins. The tip of his prick was beginning to rise.
As he thought about his sexy mother, Cal could feel his cock getting thicker and harder. And he knew that it would not be very long before his cock would be thoroughly engorged with the blood of his incestuous lust.
His balls were on fire, both of them filled to the brim with cum. He raised his mother's panties to his nose and breathed in deeply. His nostrils flared as he sucked in the scent of his own mother's cunt.
He groaned, thinking that the musky scent had to be the most exciting aroma in the world. He found the smell intoxicating and he felt a little dizzy with desire. His cock was now standing at full attention.
The tip of his cock was snapping upward' toward his taut belly, the head getting closer and closer to his stomach with each jerking snap.
Again and again, Cal sniffed at his mother's panties. He could feel his knees getting a little shaky. He groaned again and turned away from the mirror. He took the panties with him as he crossed the room to his bed, sprawling out on his muscular back.
He kept his knees and ankles close together so that he could feel the insides of his thighs squeezing at his sac a little bit. Then he parted his thighs widely.
He licked his lips hornily as he studied his mother's pink panties. Now he knew what her pussy smelled like and it was even better than he had expected. Now he wondered what she looked like completely naked and what it would be like to fuck her.
At first, the young teenager had felt ashamed of his incestuous longings for his own mother. He had tried hard to thrust his sexual urges into the back of his head but it was impossible. So, finally, he had simply surrendered to the desires he felt for his mother, jerking himself off while thinking about fucking her.
He put his mother's panties over his face so he could smell the aroma of her pussy with each breath. His hard-on throbbed up against his belly, its tip pointing at his face. He groaned as he began to stroke the base of his balls. He cupped his huge balls in one hand and made a fist around his prick with the other hand.
He squeezed his nuts rhythmically and pumped his cock slowly. He felt his lust growing and he began to writhe on the bed, rocking back and forth, shifting his weight from one asscheek to the other.
Cal moved his ass in slow sensuous circles, thrusting his loins upward at the ceiling.
As the boy thrust his loins upward, he imagined that his prick was inside a cunt-his mother's cunt-even though he had no idea what fucking really felt like.
He continued to run his fist up and down the length of his prick, tossing his head from side to side and groaning with lust and pleasure. The head of his cock felt like it would explode at any second from the pressure within it and his balls.
His labored breathing were getting louder. He was panting wildly now, sounding for all the world like a mating animal and his face was flushed with a deep red.
Cal moaned with each breath, the sound muffled by the panties covering half of his mouth. He was glad that his sister was cheerleading at a school game that evening and that his mother had to work late. This way he had the house to himself and he did not have to worry about making too much noise.
The youngster was so caught up in what he was doing that he did not hear the front door open. He did not know that the computer at his mother's office had broken down. He did not know that his mother had left work early and that she had just entered the house.
Cal was moaning and groaning so loudly that Cora had no trouble hearing these thrilling sounds at the bottom of the stairs. She was consumed with jealousy and anger. For Cora had assumed that her son had a girl up in his bedroom. Some teenaged whore who was cheating Cora out of the opportunity to give her dear son his very first fuck. Goddammit! she thought angrily, clenching her hands into fists at her sides, if Cal is ready to learn about fucking, I'm the one who should be teaching him!
With that thought in her feverish mind, Cora Lewis raced up the stairs. In a matter of seconds, she was standing in the hallway outside her son's bedroom. She threw the door open wide and looked at her naked son.
"Mom!" Cal gasped, so shocked that he stopped pumping his cock but he kept his hands between his legs.
The young boy had never felt so frightened in all his life. He felt all of the blood draining from his face and his lips moved soundlessly as he waited for his mother's wrath to descend on him.
He shook his head and his mother's panties fell away from his pale face.
Cora smiled, relieved to find that her son was not with a girl but that he was merely beating his own meat. She put her hands on her hips and raised one eyebrow.
"Just what are you doing, Cal?" she asked huskily.
"I-I'm sorry, Mom. I'll never touch my, uh, cock again," the boy nervously stammered and his face changed from white to beet red.
Cal couldn't help but admire his sexy mother even in that stark, fear-filled moment. He felt as if he would die from sheer embarrassment. His cock was still hard and he prayed that his mother would turn and leave his room.
But Cora showed no signs of leaving. In fact, still smiling, she walked right into her son's room and firmly closed the door behind her. She sat down on the end of his bed.
"Don't apologize, Son. You have nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about," she said softly.
"I-I don't?" Cal asked in disbelief.
"Of course not. Jerking yourself off like that . . . well, it's completely normal," the woman said, her eyes riveted to the boy's cock. Its length and thickness surprised her and she felt her pussy beginning to drool.
"It is?"
"Sure, Cal! Everyone does it. Even me. Especially since your daddy died . . . I've been pretty horny lately, you know," she said with a sigh as she placed her hand on her boy's hairy knee.
"Oh, wow," Cal breathed. Cora smiled again and squeezed her son's knee.
"Of course, it feels much better to have someone else touch you that way, Cal. That's always a lot more exciting than touching yourself," Cora said breathlessly.
"I wouldn't know about that, Mom," the boy said wryly.
"Would you like to learn, Son?"
"What?" Cal cried, sure that he must have heard wrong.
"You heard me right, darling," Cora murmured, squeezing the boy's knee again, "I just asked you if you would like me to teach you about sex?"
She could see by the expression in Cal's eyes that he desired her just as much as she desired him. He was staring openly at her tits and she found herself thrusting her chest outward for his inspection.
"But-but you're my own mother!" Cal cried, desperately hoping that his mother would not heed any protests he might feel he had to make.
He was merely going through the motions and he hoped that she would know that for he was dying to have her teach him everything about sex. Having fantasized for so long about fucking her, the teenager honestly could not imagine anything more exciting.
"Yes, I'm your mother and that's what makes this so right. For who better than your own mother, who loves you so very much, to teach you about something as important as sex, Cal?" she asked persuasively.
"Wow! I never thought about it like that!" the boy said with a grin.
"Well, that's exactly how I want you to think about it from now on. Now, Cal, you just lie there and relax. I'm going to relax and then we can have some fun together. And I'll enjoy it just as much as you, believe me. And, since your sister won't be home until late, we'll have all the time and privacy we need," Cora said excitedly, her pussy growing wetter and hotter as she thought about making it with her big-cocked son.
"All right, Mom," Cal whispered, overcome with desire for his beautiful, sexy mother.
Cora took her hand from her son's knee and stood up next to his bed. She untucked her blouse from the top of her skirt and began to unbutton it from the top, grinning down at the boy as she slowly and teasingly began to strip for him.
Cal's eyes widened as he watched his mother. He had never seen her naked tits before and he could hardly wait to catch his first glimpse of the obviously large mounds.
When Cora's blouse was unbuttoned all the way, she pulled it open. Her braless tits came spilling out.
"Oh, Mom!" Cal gasped.
His eyes opened so wide as he gazed upon his mother's tits for the first time that the whites were visible all the way around his blue pupils.
He unconsciously licked his lips as he admired the way his mother's huge tits were sloped at the tops and rounded at the bottoms. They were so uplifted that her nips pointed slightly upward whether she was standing or sitting or lying down.
Grinning at her son's reaction to her tits, Cora pulled her blouse completely off and tossed it aside. Then she unzipped her skirt at the side and shimmied out of it.
She was wearing a garter belt to which were attached her black stockings. She kicked off her high heels and then she detached her stockings from her garter belt. She sat down again on the edge of her son's bed so she could roll her stockings down over her feet.
Cora knew that her young son was eagerly watching her every move, his cock growing harder with each passing second. She had always had a bit of the exhibitionist in her and she was really getting off on performing her teasing strip for the youngster.
She stuck one leg at a time out in front of her and pointed her toes.
"God, Mom!" the teenager gasped, more sure than ever that his cockhead would explode any second.
Cora was proud of her legs. Her thighs were smooth and tapered downward from her hips to her creamy knees. Her calves were rounded.
After removing her stockings, the woman stood up again. Now she was wearing only her panties, which were black. She felt herself getting hornier and hornier as she thought about the lewd incestuous acts she and her son were about to engage in.
She could feel her cunt filling up with more and more juice and both her inner and outer cuntlips were rapidly swelling. Her clit was stiffening and she knew that very soon, her cunt would be soaking wet.
Her sexy panties were cut like the bottoms of a bikini. And once they began to get wet, the material would crawl up into the slit between her cuntlips.
She slipped her fingertips under the elastic at the top of her panties and wiggled her ass from side to side as she peeled them downward.
"Jesus Christ!" Cal cried, struggling not to shoot his wad right then and there.
Cora was facing her son so he could see her blonde pussy-mound clearly. Cal thought he had never seen anything so beautiful or exciting in his life. His mother's pussy-fur looked downy soft and he ached to touch it. It grew in a perfect triangle that covered her gently sloping cunt-mound.
It was as though her nest of pussy-hair was in the shape of a sharp arrow which pointed the way toward her clit and pussy-hole.
Cora sighed, feeling her clit growing absolutely rigid, matching her stiff nipples.
"I haven't fucked anyone since your father died, Cal," she murmured now.
"That's what I thought, Mom," Cal said, gazing adoringly up into her eyes.
"And I've been needing a big fat cock like yours to fuck my horny pussy, honey. And I've been wanting it to be you," she said a little shyly.
"I've been wanting this to happen too, Mom," the boy admitted with a blush.
She smiled triumphantly. Then she pulled her panties all the way off and climbed onto the bed with Cal. They lay on their sides facing each other.
Cal could feel his mother's big tits pressing against his muscular chest and he could feel her hard nips pulsing against his naked flesh.
"Mmmmmm," Cora moaned softly as she felt the entire length of her son's cock throbbing intensely against the front of her thigh.
Their faces were very close together and then gazed lovingly into each other's eyes.
"I want you to completely relax, Son," Cora murmured huskily. "I want to teach you al about sex. I want to give you more pleasure than you have ever experienced before. You don't have to do anything at all . . . not just yet anyway. There will be plenty of time for me to teach you how to give me pleasure. And, besides, I'll enjoy giving you pleasure so much that I wouldn't be surprised if I came without you even doing anything!"
"Okay, Mom. Sounds great," Cal said excitedly.
Cal no longer felt nervous at all. All he felt was lust. He could hardly believe that he was lying down with his mother, both of them totally naked, and that she was about to show him what sex was all about.
Mother and son moved their faces closer and closed their eyes. Their lips came together and they wriggled their mouths against each other. Then, as if the incestuous lovers had done this many times in the past, they parted their lips at exactly the same instant and offered their tongues to each other.
Cora moaned into her son's mouth, realizing that this was but the beginning of what she had been needing for so long. She had her hands on the back of Cal's neck and she was running her fingers upward into his hair, scratching lightly at the nape of his neck and behind his ears, making him groan with pleasure.
Cal wrapped his strong arms around his mother's slender waist. He began to run the palms of his hands downward so that he soon had one palm on each of the woman's naked asscheeks.
"Ohhhh, Cal," she groaned between kisses, shuddering all over with desire.
Cal felt a surge of pride. Even though he was a virgin, he was able to touch his mother in such a way that it aroused her powerfully.
They tongue-kissed again and again, rolling their tongues together. Cora pushed at the back of her son's head so that their lips were pressing together even more firmly than before. They explored the insides of each other's mouths with their tongues, licking at the insides of each other's cheeks and teeth and gums.
They sucked each other's tongues and swallowed each other's saliva. Their lips became quickly wet with their saliva so that they slid about as they kissed, arousing them still more.
Their chain of tongue-kisses went on and on and they were both literally breathless with passion by the time their kisses ended.
Cora moved her mouth to the side of her son's neck, kissing him there lightly but erotically.
"God, Mom, that feels great!"
"Have you ever kissed a girl before, Son?" Cora asked.
"No, Mom, I've never done anything with a girl before!"
"Then you're just a natural-born kisser. And I suspect that you'll be a natural-born fucker . . . and probably everything else too," Cora said excitedly.
Again, the woman kissed the side of the boy's neck. She kissed and licked and nibbled her way up and down his neck, giving him little love bites that drove the boy half mad with lust.
She kissed her way upward toward his ear. Then she parted her sensuous lips and let the tip of her tongue flick back and forth across his earlobe. Then, before Cal even had a chance to wonder what his mother would do next, she rammed her tongue right inside his ear.
"Jeesus, Mom!" Cal groaned, shivering violently. He could feel the little blonde hairs at the nape of his neck standing up stiffly, erect just like his big cock.
Cora pulled her tongue out of his ear and showered his face with little wet kisses, making loud smacking noises.
Cal groaned, turning on more and more. Then he felt his mother move her hands to his shoulders, pushing him down onto his back.
Cora licked and kissed her son's throat and chest. She flicked her tongue-tip back and forth rapidly across his male nipples. She knew from experience that a man's nips were just as sensitive as her own.
Cal instinctively spread his legs wide as his mother kissed his belly and then his hairy crotch. She kissed him close to the head of his cock without allowing her mouth to make direct contact with the bobbing pole . . . yet.
Her blonde hair spilled down sexily over his loins and he groaned, enjoying the way it felt against his cock and balls. The boy's prick was bouncing up and down on his flat belly more urgently than before.
"Jessssus, Mom!" he groaned as he saw her moving to her hands and knees.