Chapter 1
Nora Denner gazed at the handsome young man with adoring eyes as he got into the car with her. He slid across the seat, put his arms about her and kissed her full on the mouth. It was a long, hot passionate kiss that went on and on. While they were kissing, the young man's hand found its way up under her skirt and felt along her inner thighs to the crotch of her panties. Then he rubbed her pussy through the thin material, causing her to moan softly.
"Naughty, naughty," she purred when their lips finally parted. "You need to exercise better control."
"Yeah?" said the young man. "What about your hand?"
She gave a little chuckle. Her hand was on the bulge in the front of his pants, giving it a good feel.
"I was just checking to see if it's in good working order, Joel, darling," she said playfully. "Feeling a little horny, are you?"
"A little?" he replied. "Just wait until I get you in bed tonight. You'll see how horny I am."
"You mean I'm going to have to wait until then?" she teased.
"All right, I'll fuck you on the couch in the living room right after supper," he chuckled. "Then we'll go upstairs to bed. Tomorrow is Saturday and we can sleep in, so I'm going to fuck you all night long."
"like you did last Friday night?" she said. "That was lovely, really wonderful."
"You make it sound like that was the last time we did it," Joel complained. "What about every night between then and now? It takes a lot of fucking each night to keep your fire under control."
"Not to mention a quickie fuck in the morning, before we get out of bed," Nora giggled.
"Yeah, that too," he said, grinning at her.
"Your stamina and endurance never cease to astonish and amaze me," she said. "I wonder what it would be like if you were alone with me all day as well as at night? Before long I'd be walking bowlegged."
They sounded like a couple of young lovers who were extremely hot for each other. Most of that was true. They were lovers and they were hot for each other. And Joel was a handsome, horny stud aged 20. But Nora, a ravishing beautiful woman with a body on her that would give a bronze statue a hard-on, was a 40-year-old widow and Joel was her son. Joel, who crawled into bed with her every night and fucked her into a state of ecstasy, regarded his mother as the hottest, wildest, most satisfying piece of ass a young man could ever wish to have for his very own.
As soon as they accepted the fact his father was no longer going to be with them, Joel became the man of the house, the head of the family. Both he and his mother agreed that his most important duty would be taking care of his father's bedroom chores. It was only right that the man of the family should sleep with the woman of the family and look after her needs. The fact that looking after his mother's needs took the better part of the night thrilled and delighted Joel. He and his mother, always loving and affectionate toward one another, were now drawn even closer together. They were suited to each other. She was a woman who needed a lot of cock while he was a tireless horny stud who thrived on pussy.
They often lay cuddled up in bed together and chuckled over how shocked their friends and neighbors would have been had they known that Nora and Joel, mother and son, were in bed together every night. And while they were in bed, they fucked like it was the most natural thing in the world for a mother and son to be joined together by their many orgasms.
They didn't do it just at night either, and the bedroom wasn't the only place where they came together. Nora had been fucked by her son in every room of the house. They enjoyed the freedom of being able to run around the house naked, which enabled Nora to get her son's boner while perched on the edge of the washer. He did it to her while she was sprawled out on the kitchen table, or leaning over the sink. They fucked on the couch and on the thickly carpeted floor of the living room. They did it on the hood of the car in the garage. Joel sat on a chair in the kitchen, or on the John in the bathroom, while his mother, with her tits in his face, straddled him and rode up and down on his upright pecker. They fucked standing up in the shower.
Their friends and neighbors might have envied them had they known. Nora was getting more cock from her son than her women friends were getting from their husbands. Joel was getting more pussy than his buddies were getting from their girlfriends. Neither of them had to go out looking for what they wanted. It was right there for them whenever they wanted it. As often as they wanted it.
Nora pulled her son's hand out of her panties and gently pushed him away. "Let's get out of here before someone from the college sees you necking with your mother," she giggled.
Joel was in his sophomore year at the local college, having chosen that place of learning so he could live at home. Other young men he knew had gone off to college hundreds of miles from home. He wondered about that. Why would a young man choose to be so far away from his mother? Of course, not all guys had a mother who was as lovely as his, or so kind and loving, and so attentive. A few did, as Joel well knew, for he had fucked a couple of them. Some had sagging tits and fat asses. Some were awful nags. Others were domineering and bossy. He was thankful that his adorable mother was different. Delightfully different.
"When we get home," Nora said as she drove down the street, away from the college, "are you going to behave yourself and let me get supper? Or are you going to jump me as soon as we're in the house?"
He laughed. She knew the answer to that as well as he did, because she had already signaled what she wanted. They lived not far from the college and usually he walked home in the afternoon. But frequently when his mother was feeling horny, she jumped in the car and came to pick him up. That told him that as soon as they would get home, she would want him to put her down on the couch or follow her up to the bedroom, and give her a good sound screwing before she thought about putting supper on the table.
"As soon as we get home, you're going to spend the next two hours getting laid," he warned her.
"What about your homework?" she asked.
"Home play comes first," he replied.
Nora smiled as she pulled into the left lane to make a turn onto their street.
"That will be nice," she said. "I love to roll around on the bed with you on a sunny afternoon. How did you know I was in the mood for that?"
"I can always tell when you want it, Mom," he told her. "Just like you know when I have an itch for your pussy."
"Yes, neither of us ever has to ask for it, do we?"
When they pulled up in the driveway, Joel watched his mother turn off the engine, then get out of the car. She was halfway to the front door when she turned to look back and noticed him still sitting in the car, looking at her.
He had been studying his mother's lovely ass. The shapely curves of her buttocks were tantalizingly prominent. His pecker stirred inside his pants, thinking about that hot-looking ass of hers.
He saw her put her hands on her hips as if she was frustrated. Then she came back to the car and with a mischievous smile, said, "What's the matter? Afraid to get out of the car and let the neighbors see your hard-on pushing out the front of your pants? You think they might wonder why a young man has a stiff prick when he's alone in the car with his mother?"
"Very funny," Joel said, grinning as he got out of the car. He reached back in for the books he was supposed to study that night.
She unlocked the front door and stepped in, waited until he entered, then closed the door and locked it.
"You know what, hon?" she said. "You go up and take a quick shower. You know how a shower sharpens your desire for sex. I guess it's because you play with your balls and your cock while you're soaping them up. That gets you thinking about how much you want pussy. Your mother's, I hope."
"Sure, Mom," he said, setting down his books.
"And don't worry about dressing before coming down. You may find me naked when you get here."
He smiled at her, then took the stairs two at a time. In his room, he stripped and stood naked before the full-length mirror. He liked what he saw. His mother liked what she saw, too, whenever she gazed at his well-built, muscular physique. He smiled as he thought about her. His mother was really something. All he had to do was stand before her naked and she got all sexed up and was ready to get laid.
She affected him the same way. She would appear before him in the nude and right away he wanted to fuck her until he was exhausted. Then, if his mother still wanted more, she would bring her face down to his crotch, slide her mouth over his dick and bring it back to life again. If by that time her cunt was on his face, he'd do the same to her as she was doing to him and they'd finish each other off that way. He and his mother had fun together.
As he gazed at himself in the mirror, his hand wandered down and took hold of his cock. Small wonder his mother was so wild about him, he thought, the way he was built. And the way he was hung.
"This is what she wants this afternoon," he said aloud as he grinned at his image in the mirror. "What woman wouldn't after she's had it in her pussy and knows what it can do for her?"
His mother loved to have his prick in the afternoon. He thought of her downstairs, waiting for him. Now and then she liked to start things off on the couch in the living room. They sat there, hugging and kissing, like he was courting her. like he was seducing her. And she'd finally give in and let him fuck her on the couch. She loved being fucked on that couch, morning, afternoon, evening, anytime.
He loved to lie on the couch pressed up against his mother, his hard cock rubbing against her cunt. Or her ass. If there was one thing he truly enjoyed about fooling around with her, it was wedging his solid dick in the crease between his mother's buttocks. There were times when he thought her ass cheeks were the sexiest part of her. At night when they settled down to sleep, he'd always wind up with his prick pressed against her ass.
He had yet to fuck her up the ass, though. He sure wanted to bad enough, but he couldn't talk her into it. She'd never had a prick up her back route and, un-like the woman next door, who let him fuck her rear end whenever he wanted to, she didn't know what she was missing. It was the length and thickness of his dick that stopped her. She couldn't believe her bumhole would stretch that much to accommodate it, and if it did, her ass might never close back up again.
Maybe this afternoon, he thought as he walked into the bathroom. He stepped into the shower stall and turned on the water. Maybe tonight. Sooner or later, she's going to let me fuck her up the ass.
Oddly enough, downstairs Nora's thoughts were on the same thing. After we've had a wonderful time together on the couch, that horny young devil is going to coax me to let him put it up my ass, she thought. I hate to refuse him anything, but I'm not ready for that. Good heavens, if I let him put that thing up my rear end, I'd walk funny for a week after.
And yet, Nora hated to think she was missing out on anything. Her friend Marjorie had practically said flat out that her husband buggered her butt every time they fucked. Did all women take it up the ass? she wondered. Or only some of them? Marjorie didn't look any the worse for having had a prick up her rear end. She hadn't mentioned it like it was the most wonderful experience in the world, but she hadn't complained about it.
Maybe she was wrong in denying her son the pleasure of sliding his dick up her bumhole. After all, they had done everything else together. He had fucked her pussy in every position they could get into. And oral sex was something they did all the time. She loved sucking her son's cock. And when he had his head between her legs, he devoured her cunt like he couldn't get enough of it.
But to take his prick up her ass.. .well, she'd just have to think about it some more.
They had come a long way since that first time two years ago, when they first fooled around on the couch together.
Her husband had been killed in an auto accident, leaving her a 38-year-old widow with an 18-year-old son. She'd hardly had time to get used to the idea of being an unattached woman before men were asking her out. Those horny bastards figured that since she no longer had a man of her own, she'd be quick to take her panties down for someone else's.
Those self-styled studs, most of them good buddies of her late husband, all had the same game plan. Each one was sure that after she'd spent a few nights in bed by herself, she'd be feeling hot and horny and she'd practically invite him to look after her pussy whenever he could get away from his wife.
However, she managed to go almost six weeks without dating and without having a stiff prick between her legs. By then, it was all she could do to keep from climbing all over her son each time they hugged and kissed. She wanted to make sure he knew how much she loved and adored him, and how happy she was that he'd enrolled at the local college so he could be home at night.
It was so easy for things to get out of hand, because she had a case of the hots for that gorgeous stud that was shocking. She pressed herself up against him too much and kissed him in a way that wasn't nice, and it was a shameful way for her to behave with her own son, but he loved it. After awhile, he began to sneakily fondle her boobs while they kissed, and he'd playfully grab hold of her ass. And she loved that. But that was as far as it went. After all, she was his mother and he was her son.
Then one evening, she came home from her Women's Club meeting earlier than she was expected and she caught her son fucking one of his girlfriends on the couch in the living room. When Joel saw her standing in the doorway, he leaped to his feet and quickly put his pants back on. His girlfriend, terribly embarrassed, came up off the couch, grabbed up her panties and her purse and dashed out of the house. Joel hurried after her to take her home.
After Nora went to bed, she had a hard time getting her aching pussy calmed down so she could go to sleep. All she could think of was what a magnificent cock her son had on him and how much she wanted to feel it pushing its way into her pussy. The more she thought about it, the more idiotic it seemed for her strong, muscular and horny son to spend night after night in his own room, when he could be in bed with his mother. Of course, if she would ever find him in bed with her some night, she knew neither of them would get any sleep at all. The longer she considered that possibility, the more convinced she became that there was nothing wrong with a young man fucking his mother, since no one would ever know about it. In the privacy of their home, who would ever suspect that Joel was shoving his prick into her hot pussy, like she was his best girl instead of his mother?
The next morning, Saturday, Nora got out of bed, showered, and went down to the kitchen wearing her negligee with nothing under it. After Joel had taken his shower, he came down to breakfast in just his pajama bottoms.
He apologized for what had happened the night before. Nora smiled and told him not to worry about it, and that they could talk about it later, after breakfast. She sat across from him and they chatted easily. She sneakily allowed the front of her negligee to come open so he could get a good look at her full, round boobs. He stared at them like he wanted to climb over the table to get his mouth on them. She found excuses to get up from the table, like making more toast and refilling his coffee cup. As she moved about the kitchen, she knew he was getting exciting glimpses of her pussy. She was delighted with the expression she saw on his face. That horny young stud was as hot for his mother's cunt as he was for her boobs.
Breakfast over, she led him to the couch in the living room, where she seated herself beside him. They began to discuss the piece of ass he had gotten the night before.
"I'm sorry you saw that, Mom," he said. "I know it must have upset you."
"It certainly did," she admitted. "When a mother sees her son doing that with a girl, it gets her hotly aroused and she wishes she was the one he was doing it to."
"Really?"
"I think it's tragic that a young man feels he can't come to his mother when he wants that kind of action."
"Are you saying you'd like to do that with me?"
"Why not? I know I'd enjoy it as much as that girl did last night. And you might find you'd enjoy it more, doing it with me than with her."
"But you're her mother.. . "
"That's the nice part about it. Who would ever know? Who would ever guess you were having a much better time with your mother than with any of the girls around here?"
"Gosh, Mom-"
"And you wouldn't have to be all by yourself in your room at night. You could be in bed with your mother."
She didn't look at him while she was talking like that. She couldn't take her eyes away from the bulge in the front of his pajama bottoms. Nor could she resist putting her hand on it and giving it a gentle squeeze. It felt solid.
Her message to her son was crystal clear and he picked up on it right away. The only thing that had made him behave himself when he was alone with her, up to that point, was not knowing what her reaction would be if he made a try for his mother's goodies. Now that she'd let him know they could have an intimate mother/son relationship without anyone being the wiser, he didn't mind letting her know he wanted that too. He had no qualms whatever about fucking his mother.
While they kissed, he slipped his hand inside her negligee and fondled her bare boobs.
Smiling at him, she pulled her negligee open, exposing her tits fully. "Would you like to kiss them?" she invited. "And lick them all over? And suck on the nipples?"
"My mother's breasts?" he asked with a teasing smile.
He was all over them, kissing and licking, his mouth pulling on the nipples eagerly. While he devoured them, he reached into her negligee again, lower down. Nora let out a little cry of delight when she felt her son's hand on her pussy. She spread her" legs wide, because she wanted his exploring fingers to have easy access to her twat. She reached into the gap in the front of his pajama bottoms and hauled out his awesome boner. Her wildest wish had come true. She'd wanted to get ahold of that monstrous length of meat and now she was holding it, playfully stroking it.
Moments later, she lost control and sailed off into orgasm. It was the most intense one she'd ever experienced. She'd have bounced right off the couch if Joel hadn't been holding her down with his face on her tits and his hand on her cunt.
When she was finally able to speak, she said, "There's no need for us to be up this early. Let's go back to bed.. .together."
In her bedroom, by the side of her bed, Joel watched as his mother shrugged off her negligee and it bunched up around her feet. He stared excitedly at her goodies while he pushed his pajama bottoms down to his ankles and stepped out of them. She gazed for a long moment at that awesome cock sticking out from his groin. It was aimed right at her and it looked like it meant business. The sight of it sent such intense thrills through her she thought she might swoon, so she quickly got onto the bed. Joel was right behind her, playfully kissing his mother's naked buttocks.
As soon as they were on the bed together, both of them naked, Nora spread her legs and Joel crawled between them-like it was the most natural thing in the world for a young man to be on top of his mother with his pecker aimed at her cunt. He teased her twat by rubbing the head of his dick back and forth along the moist lips of her pussy. He did that until she pleaded with him to stop fooling around and shove it in there.
"Do it, darling," Nora whispered in his ear as she wriggled around beneath him, feeling that boner touching her pussy. "Give Mama what she wants, your lovely big, long cock. Mama needs it. Slide it up in there so she can show her favorite guy how good she can make it for him when he's screwing his mama."
When, at last, she felt that long, thick shaft spread her pussy lips apart and enter her cunthole, she moaned excitedly and wrapped her legs about him, her heels digging into his flesh.
It was the most heavenly sensation a loving mother could ever experience. What joy it was to feel her son's awesome prick as it moved back and forth in her hot pussy.
"Ohhh, Mom.. . " Joel groaned.
"Yes, darling," she purred. "It's wonderful being joined together like this. A mother and her son can experience such intense pleasure when they're in bed together."
She started climaxing when she felt his deeply buried prick buck and jerk, then spew out its load of cream. His face was pressed onto one of her tits, the nipple thrust into his mouth and he held her firmly by the cheeks of her ass while he pounded it to her. Her arms and legs were wrapped tightly about him and together they made the bed shake.
When it was over, they rested, but not for long. He fucked her a second time and then a third. They stayed there on the bed all day, fucking like a pair of newly weds on their honeymoon.
Nora was so deeply engrossed in her memory of her and her son's first time together that when the doorbell rang, it startled her and made her jump.
As she went to the door, she wasn't at all happy that someone had picked this time to come calling. She hoped that her son, thinking she was alone, didn't come downstairs naked, with his pecker sticking up in the air.
When she opened the door, her friend Marjorie smiled at her and said, "Hi, Nora. I hope I haven't called at an inconvenient time."