Chapter 8
Cora could feel her son's cock softening within her cunt. She sighed happily, satisfied in the knowledge that not only had she finally received the fuck she had been needing so badly over the last several years but that it was her own son's cock which had given it to her . . . the youngster she had been lusting after.
Cal grinned at his mother as he finally pulled his cock out of her and he rolled over onto his back.
"Wow, that was super fantastic, Mom!" he said earnestly.
"It was that . . . and much more, Son. You don't feel guilty or regretful about anything we did, do you?" she asked with a motherly concern.
"I don't think so, Mom," the boy answered.
"I hope not! We love each other very much, don't we?" she asked.
"We sure do!" the boy said, reaching over and stroking his mother's tits.
"And you made me feel really good. And I think I made you feel just as good ..."
"I'll say you did, Mom!" Cal said loudly.
"So what could possibly be wrong with that?" Cora asked rhetorically.
"I'm convinced, Mom! No guilt!" the teenager said as he turned over onto his side and ran his hand up and down the length of his mother's naked body.
Cora trembled, beginning to turn on again. But she felt uncomfortable with all the spilled cum and pussy-juice that was stuck to her legs and pussy now.
"You know what I want us to do now, Son?" she asked, thinking of a great idea.
"What?" Cal asked eagerly.
"I want us to take a long hot shower together. And then, well, let's just say I've got another little treat in store for us after that," she said mysteriously.
"Oh, goody, another treat! You know that I'll do anything you want, Mom, 'cause I love you and I'd never disobey you. But there's another reason why I'd do anything you want," he said, gazing into the woman's eyes.
"What's that, honey?"
"It always feels good!" Cal said and they both laughed.
"Come on, darling. Take my hand," Cora said to Cal as if he were a very little boy. "We'll take that shower now. We'll clean each other all up."
"All riiiiight!" Cal said eagerly as he let his mother lead him from his bedroom into the large bathroom. They went into the spacious shower together and Cora turned the water on.
"I like my showers nice and steamy hot," she murmured.
"Me too!"
"You see how compatible we are?" Cora said and mother and son shared another laugh.
The sharp needles of hot spray rained down on Cal's shoulders, between his shoulder blades and at the back of his neck. He shivered with the heat and massage of the jetting spray.
Cora turned the boy around so that he quickly became wet all over. Then she began to soap up his chest. Cal shivered again, knowing that his mother intended to soap him all over.
He could feel the tingling in his balls starting up again and he began to think that, as long as he was near his sexy mother he would probably have a hard-on for the rest of his life.
"My own little boy," Cora cooed happily as she washed her son.
She shampooed his hair and scrubbed his back and ass. She let her fingertips gently graze against his cock and balls and she thoroughly washed the crack of his ass.
Whatever part of the boy's body she was washing, Cora always managed to brush his cock and balls with her hand or the bar of soap, making the youngster moan with renewed desire.
"Does this feel good, darling?" she purred, watching his cock grow.
"It feels very good, Mom! You're giving me another hard-on, you know?" the teenager responded excitedly.
"Yes, I know."
"But what will we do with my hard cock, Mommy?" the youngster asked mischievously.
"Don't worry. The little treat I have in mind for us requires that you have a nice big hard cock for me. I promise I'll put it to good use!" Cora said eagerly.
"Sounds great! Won't you tell me what you have in mind?" Cal asked, his cock growing still more.
"No, honey, I'm teasing you. And don't try to worm it out of me. You're only going to know what I want you to know," Cora said, turning him to her so she could scrub the fronts of his muscular thighs and then the insides of his thighs.
"Move your feet as far apart as you can get them, darling," she instructed huskily.
As she began to rub his balls with her soapy hands, she felt her pussy quivering and beginning to juice up again. She dropped to her knees in front of her son. She washed his balls for long moments while Cal moaned and his cock grew absolutely stiff.
Then the woman soaped up her boy's cock and ran her hands up and down its quivering length, as if washing it. But they both knew it was just an excuse to stroke his prick.
"Awwww, Mom!" Cal groaned, his balls and cock and face beginning to twist with fuck-lust.
Cora rinsed the boy off and handed him the soap.
"Now ... do me," she said.
Cal washed his mother all over, just as she had done for him. He soaped up her big tits and then massaged them with the palms of both hands. Her nipples stiffened beneath his incestuous touch.
"Mmmm, good," she moaned, her cunt swelling.
She felt her tiny asshole opening and closing with desire and she knew she had to feel Cal's cock deep inside her bowels. That was the treat she had in mind for both of them after their shower and she was sure that her dear son would love it every bit as much as she would.
Cal washed the insides of his mother's thighs. He felt his prick throbbing even more as he began to wash her pussy. He ran his soapy hands between her tight cuntlips and massaged her clit, running one finger up her cunthole.
"Oh, God!" Cora groaned, grabbing at the wall of the shower for support. Her young boy's pussy-stroking made her knees go so weak that she was afraid she would fall down.
After soaping her pussy thoroughly, Cal held her cuntlips wide open with both hands, directing the shower spray toward her crotch so that all the soap ran out of her puffy and down the drain, along with his cum and her pussy-juice.
Finally, he washed her ass-crack and this time, he ran his middle finger up her asshole, soaping it all up.
"Yessss!" she gasped, wondering what he would say if he knew that in just minutes his cock would be up her ass instead of his finger.
He spread her asscheeks far apart and, again, he let the hard needling spray of the shower water rinse her off.
"All done," he said with satisfaction as he put the soap back into the soap dish.
"A job well done," she murmured, glancing down at the boy's crotch and feeling another pang of desire when she saw that his prick was now longer and thicker than she had ever seen it.
"Now, get down on your knees, Cal," she said huskily.
Cal immediately and unquestioningly dropped to his knees, his big hard-on bobbing lewdly before him. Cora turned her ass toward her son and looked down at him over her shoulder.
"Now . . . open my ass up," she instructed.
Cal eagerly pulled his mother's asscheeks apart as far as they could go. Her asshole was throbbing so hard that he could see its tiny spasms in spite of the water dripping down over his eyes.
"Shove your tongue up my ass, darling! God, I need to feel that so badly! Tongue-fuck your mommy's ass, Cal!" she begged, her voice thick with lust.
The horny blonde woman felt totally wanton. All she could think of at that moment was her pulsing asshole and her need to feel her son's tongue up inside it-and then his cock. He had satisfied her mouth with his cock and he had satisfied her pussy. Now he had to satisfy her asshole for she knew that she could never be completely happy until all three of her fuck-holes had been deeply fucked by her son.
Cal quickly stiffened his tongue and stuck it right against the mouth of his mother's asshole. He pushed until the ring of muscles began to m open and his tongue pushed on inside.
For several moments, the horny teenager fucked the full length of his tongue in and out of his mother's throbbing asshole, moaning with pleasure between her widely spread asscheeks.
"That's enough for now," Cora husked, surprising the boy. He knew she had not come yet and he was sure she would want him to keep rimming her out until she did.
Cal pulled his tongue out of her asshole and she turned off the shower. She pulled the shower curtain open, stepped out of the tub and toweled off. Cal followed and his mother dried him off, again caressing his balls and his ass and his rock-hard cock.
"Now ... I want you to fuck my ass, Cal," Cora said.
"Jeesus, Mom!" Cal responded, his cockhead slapping up against his belly with excitement.
The incestuous lovers returned to Cal's bedroom. Cora got on her hands and knees on the bed, lewdly wiggling her ass back and forth.
"Cal, I want you to lubricate my asshole so it won't hurt too much when you fuck me there," the woman said throatily.
"Lubricate it? With what? Shall I go and get the petroleum jelly?" the boy asked.
"No, we don't need that. My pussy's just full of all the lubrication we could possibly need,"
Cora said in a half-moan.
"Oh, I get it," the teenager said with a grin as he thrust his hand between his mother's legs and quickly stabbed three fingers in between her cuntlips, scooping up all the fresh juice he could find.
Cora purred as she felt her son's fingers coating her asshole with her pussy-juice. Then, the enterprising boy smeared a huge glob of the pussy sauce on the head of his cock.
"Hurry, darling, hurry, Mommy needs your cock up her ass so badly," she begged.
The mother and son were so caught up in their incestuous actions that they did not hear Blair entering the house. She was trying to be extra quiet because she was very late and she was hoping that her mother was already in bed asleep so that the teenaged girl would not get in trouble.
Blair was so late because, after the game, she and her boy-friend had sat necking in his car for hours. He had pressured her, as usual, to fuck him but she had refused, although she was tempted. She just wasn't ready to fuck with her boyfriend yet, and so the youngsters had had to content themselves with heavy necking. The boy had tried to talk Blair into at least sucking him off and letting him eat her out. But again, Blair had refused, afraid that if she did what he wanted, she would get so turned on she no would let him fuck her.
She wished her boyfriend were different, maybe then she would fuck with him. If he only really cared about her! But she knew that he didn't. He only wanted to fuck her and then move on to his next conquest. That was his style. The only reason they had gone together for so long was because she had not given in to him yet. And she probably never would.
But, in the meantime, heavy necking and petting sessions like the one tonight left Blair with an aching, horny pussy and she longed for a big cock to satisfy her. But it had to belong to someone who really cared about her and wouldn't just dump her after their fuck.
"Ohhh, Son, I can't wait! Fuck me up my ass! Shove that great big beautiful cock of yours right up my shit-chute!" the horny woman begged, unaware that her daughter had just returned home.
Blair was heading quietly toward her room. But then she heard voices and other sounds coming from her brother's room. The young girl pressed her ear against Cal's bedroom door. She could tell that it was her brother and mother talking but she couldn't quite make out their words.
Her little pussy began to tingle and she knew she had to find out what was going on in there. She tip-toed into the bathroom, got the glass from the sink, and then moved into her own room which was right next to Cal's.
Blair placed her ear against the bottom of the glass and put the glass against the wall. She had seen people do that in the movies, but she had no idea whether or not it really worked.
The girl was pleased to find that it did work . . . and very well. Now, she could hear her mother and brother clearly.
"Fuck my ass, Son, fuck it good and hard!" Cora screamed.
Blair's mouth fell open. She could not believe her own ears. She felt shock, then excitement. And then she felt very horny and left out.
She had planned to jerk herself off as soon as she got to her room, but now she wasn't sure what she should do. Her panties were soaking wet from the juices that had dripped from her cunt during her heavy petting session with her boyfriend. She began to rub her tits as she continued to listen to the action taking place in the next room.
"My cock's all lubricated now, Mom. I smeared your pussy-juice all over the head," Cal said excitedly.
"Good boy," Cora said approvingly.
"How do you want me to do it, Mommy?" he asked.
"Just be gentle at first. . . until my asshole can get used to your big cock," Cora moaned.
"But I thought you said you wanted it hard and fast," the boy said in confusion.
"That's later on, darling. Just be gentle and slow at first. Then you can fuck me hard and fast. Very fast," Cora said, wriggling her ass before her son's lust-glazed eyes.
Cal pulled his mother's asscheeks open with his left hand and gripped the base of his cock with his right hand. He pushed the blunt tip of his prick forward.
The boy's bulbous purple cockhead pushed into the crack between the woman's asscheeks. He ran the tip of his cock up and down the crack. The head of the teenager's pulsating prick moved all the way from the top of her asscrack to the base of her burning pussy.
"Oh, yesss," Cora whimpered with desire.
"Stick it in me, Cal, stick it in me now!" she cried desperately.
As she felt the pressure of her son's cockhead increasing against her tight asshole she lowered her head. She dropped her elbows all he way to the bedspread and arched her back sharply.
Cal licked his lips as he stared at the sensuous curve forming at the small of her back, a curve that sloped down to the woman's perfectly rounded asscheeks.
He rubbed his hand along the wet slit of her cunt for a moment, making her moan again with pleasure. Then, he once more held the base of his prick and pushed forward.
"Unnhhhh," Cora grunted, concentrating on relaxing the ring of tight muscles at the mouth of her puckered asshole.
"Oh, Mom, it's happening, I can feel it happening," Cal said hoarsely as he felt his mother's asshole beginning to open for him. He knew that her tiny hole was going to have to open further than it had in years for he knew his mother had not been fucked since his father's death. Cal was thrilled to be the first for his mother after all this time. It made him feel very much as if he were the man of the house, taking his father's place in the most important way.
Cora's ass opened until it was gaping widely. Her ass-muscles were yielding and the head of his cock pushed inside.
"Oh, God, your cock is so thick, Son! You're going to tear my ass apart!" Cora cried happily.
In the room next door, Blair continued to rub her big tits, her nipples stiffening more and more as she listened to the lewd, incestuous action taking place between her mother and brother. It was the most thrilling thing she had ever heard and she only wished that she could be a part of it.
"Unnhhh, aaarghhh, Jeeeesus, Mom, your asshole is so fuckin' tight, it's gripping my cock to death!" Cal grunted as he sank his prick deeper inside her shit-chute.
"Just . . . keep . . . pushing," the woman panted.
The teenaged boy did not stop pushing forward until his mother's asshole was gripping his dong at the very base. She felt intense waves of incestuous pleasure washing over her entire body and she trembled as she knelt there on the bed with her own son's cock impaling her ass.
"Ohhh, God, I'm commiiinnnggg!" she screeched.
As she came, Cora could feel Cal's patch of prick-hairs being pressed flat against the very top of her asscrack. The very top of his sac was pressing against her clit.
"Yesss! I'm coming so hard!" she cried, pushing back with her ass as Cal moved his hands to her hips.
He held her there, slipping his fingers around to her pussy, pressing into it. As he played with his mother's clit, he pulled his prick almost all the way out of her ass. Then he shoved it back in, beginning to fuck her slowly, just as she had instructed horn to do.
"You can go a little faster now, darling," she said.
Cal gradually increased the tempo of his hips' movements, fucking his cock faster and harder into the woman's quivering shit-chute. He pulled at her hips each time he stabbed forward with his prick, using her ass for leverage. He reached under her body with one hand now, playing with her tits for a while.
"Faster . . . harder," she breathed, still coming.
Cal began to give it his all, fucking the full length of his thick cock in and out of her asshole with savage movements. Each time he rammed into her, he knocked the breath out of her lungs and she struggled for air, feeling faint.
"Faster . . . faster . . . fuck my ass faster," Cora groaned, only half aware that she was even talking.
Cal pulled back and fucked forward with all of his muscular strength, brutally fucking his mother's ass while she howled with ecstasy. Again, Cal reached down to his mother's pussy and stroked her spasming clit. He impaled her with the full length of his turgid prick and shot his cum into her quivering asshole.
"Unnnhhh, yesss, gimme all your cum . . . right up my ass," Cora gasped, unaware that her daughter, still listening from her own room, was coming along with Cora and Cal.
It was true. Even without touching her sopping wet pussy, Blair Lewis felt a raging orgasm pound through her loins as she listened to the lewd sounds of her brother and mother coming.