Chapter 13
There were a lot of things that went on after dad helped me to rape my mother, very interesting combinations with Lucien Labas, my grandmother and my sister; my dad wasn't left out, either. But before I get into that detail, let me tell you about mom and me, and all we discovered about ourselves.
They left us alone completely that first night, and they were wise to allow us to be together like that, before mom got brought into the group. I mean, I was so wrapped up in her, in the wild fulfillment of my craziest dreams, that I didn't want anyone else. I just wanted to be with her, to explore all the nooks and crannies of her vibrant body, to know intimately the flavor of her skin and the taste of her secret hot juices.
As we lay there on the bed, whenever our skin touched, I tingled, unable to believe my great luck, knowing that I had turned my mother on as much as she'd done me. I was proud of my strength and youth, and prouder yet of the size of my cock, because I could pack that sudsy, clinging cunt with my overgrown meat and make mom squirm with ecstasy upon it.
She said then, "And you always wanted to screw me, Johnny-ever since you were big enough to know what it was all about?"
"Yes," I answered. "And I was so damned jealous of dad, because he could have your beautiful legs around him every night. But I guess I was even more jealous of Lucien. He was getting something I could never have, and I hated him for it. I wanted you for myself."
She pursed her lips, her eyes dreamy and half closed. "Your father was, too-jealous, I mean. But our sex life just wasn't getting anywhere, and Lucien is always eager. When Greg found out about us, I offered to stay on, anyway, to keep the home together. But he couldn't see sharing me with another man. Now he helps my son rape me. My mother must be a magician to change him like that."
I stared close up at her nipple, dark and tasty, at the high mounding of her wonderful tit. "She is, sort of. Maman got us all doing things that we never had the nerve to try. You ought to see dad and Claire screw; they really love each other."
Mom's nipple trembled as she took a deep breath. "Does he-does he go down on her? He never did that to me; it took Lucien to teach me how fantastic oral love can be."
"They eat each other, and maman, too. I started Claire on that before dad took her cherry; my cock was too big, at first. She's a lot like both of you, you and maman; my kid sister really digs sex, in every way."
Her face turned slowly to mine, and her eyes were soft. "You went down on Claire, and maman? Well, darling-it seems you've grown up suddenly, and I'm very glad."
I said, "I want to eat you, mother," and didn't wait for her answer. Shaking with excitement, I kissed her lush mouth and was rewarded by the wet caress of her tongue. Sliding down, I paid delicious homage to her gorgeous tits, pressing my hot face between them, rubbing my lips and cheeks over their quivering mounds, then sucking gently upon each nipple in turn.
She stroked my hair as I moved down farther and nibbled at the sweet flesh along her ribs, as I passed my mouth up under her arm and laved the shaven armpit with my hungry tongue. Mom was squirming then, little quakes moving through her warm flesh, and I could hear her breathing faster.
My hands passed over her hips, feeling their outline, feeling the soft shape of them, the firm flesh beneath the tightly stretched skin. I licked slowly and teasingly down her belly, enjoying the way she flinched and gasped when I nipped her skin, when I thrust my tongue into her hairy bellybutton and used it like a miniature prick there.
Man, I adored how hairy she was, partying my face along the silken curls, lapping them as I trailed them down to the thicker nest of her pubic mound. But after snugging my cheek into that warm, pulsing vulva, I moved to one side and chewed daintily into the luxuriously soft flesh of her inner thigh, just where it joined the hip. Playing my avid tongue up and down the delectable crease, I made her wiggle in a mounting frenzy of desire.
Only then did I work, my mouth over to that thickly -haired bush, burrowing my face between my mother's wonderful legs to draw in the musky attar of her sublime womanhood. Deftly, my tongue flicked down, parting the humid hairs and searching through them to find the dewy cunt lips. They tasted great, flavored with lovely secrets and a sultry passion, and I drew my tongue up and down them as mom began to roll her ass in slow, eager arcs.
I couldn't stand it any longer. I slammed my tongue into those wet and slippery lips, shoving it as deep as it could go, and feeling around inside her precious vagina. It wasn't enough; thrilled at the hot juices, by the soapy velvets, I pressed my mouth hard against mom's labia, moving my head from side to side and working my lips into the pouting, rubbery softness.
She understood my urgent need to burrow into her magic pussy, and spread her thighs very wide as she arched her back and lifted it to my seeking mouth. I drank of my mother's feverish cunt juices, swallowed them down and lapped furiously for more and more. Moaning in happiness, I sucked upon her inner lining, pulling it into my teeth, then pushing it out with my tongue and pushing my nose into her steamy cleft, my chin into the caress of her hairy ass.
When I found the clitoris, my mother shuddered violently and surged her crotch against my face. My hands clung to the rounded cheeks of her modeled ass as she fucked my face, as my tongue curled adoringly around that vibrant little nubbin and teased it into a frantic bliss. Grinding her hairy snatch into my mouth, she bathed my cheeks and chin with her hot oils, gasping and moaning.
"D-darling-oh, my darling little Johnny! You're eating your mother's pussy, baby-you're licking inside your mother's cunt and sucking her clit. Johnny-my baby boy-eat me, eat your mom's pussy!"
Somehow, my fingers had strayed into the crack of her heaving ass, and one tip discovered the hot little hole centered there. She kind of bucked back against it as I sucked furiously upon her clit, and I worked it inside her ass.
My finger slid into her asshole, and she cried out sharply, but I hadn't hurt her because she rolled upon it, working that tight, sizzling tube around my knuckle. I lapped and tongued, chewed and swallowed, and she stroked that furry cunt rapidly against my mouth, pounding it against my teeth.
"I'm coming, you wonderful little bastard-oh, you're eating your mother's pussy and making her come-sweet-hot-boy!"
Her cunt lips kind of thundered into my mouth, and an additional flow of sweet, bubbling juices seeped along my tongue. Oh, how I loved her cunt, how I worshipped its hotly fragrant depths and the silken fondling of its inner sheathing! I adored her pussy, and tried to suck its entire wondrous hole down into my throat.
When at last I eased up, I know she had come at least twice more, that tremendously exciting cunt rippling and twisting as she reached deeply moving orgasms. She was sweating, her skin slidy with her golden dampness, but she wasn't ready to quit. My mother never gets enough, no more than maman and my sister do. These women were born to fuck, and love to stay busy living up to their birthright.
Kissing my way back up her belly, I reached her bountiful tits to rest my face there. She moved a hand between our bodies and took hold of my aching cock, to slip it into that well-lubricated cunt I had just eaten so hungrily. It fitted beautifully there, parting the lining just so, her walls closing sweetly around my cockhead.
"That fantastic young prick," she breathed against my mouth. "It's so much bigger than your father's cock, so much larger than Lucien's, too. It fills up my pussy, Johnny; it packs me completely with your adorable meat, and I'll never be happy without it again."
I kissed her lips. "You can have all you want, mother-all of my prick you need. I love you so; I love your wonderful tits and your lovely legs and your gorgeous ass, but most of all, I love your perfect cunt."
"Fuck me for a little while," she said, her hot eyes locked with my own, her crotch grinding sensuously as I stroked my cock into her juicy hole. "Let me feel your prick for a little while until I come again. Then I want it another way, darling."
"Anything you say, mom," I answered, and screwed her with slow, deep strokes, feeling her womb bounce, moving my finger back into the tight clenching of her ass and wiggling it inside her there.
We made it together. My mother humped wildly upon my surging prick and bit my throat as she came, and I drove my meat home with a final twist that made the cockhead flex and shoot its greasy load of semen far up into her throbbing cunt. It was another heavy ejaculation, one that drenched her vaginal walls with my come and gathered around the hilt of my cock where her pussy lips were wrapped lovingly around it.
I wanted to rest on her for a few moments, to bury my face between those high, big breasts, but she gave a flip of her well-trained ass and snapped my still dripping prick out into the air. Tugging at my shoulders, my mother urged me up her warm body.
I drew my knees up, took my prick in one hand and placed it between her beguiling tits. Mom used her own hands to press them together so I could titty-fuck her, so I could slide my greasy cockhead back and forth in their tender, round grip.
Her eyes were hotly admiring my prick as it slid closer and closer to her throat, and I saw her lick her damp lips with a darting red tongue. Little warm prickles ran up and down my back as I realized that she wanted to eat me, that my mom was about to give me head. I touched the knob to her chin, and she smiled, then tilted her head and thrust it down between my thighs, into my crotch.
Bypassing my shaft, mom concentrated her attention upon my balls, and at the tight little cord that ran back to my asshole. She chewed me gently there, nuzzling her lovely face into my crotch behind my balls, touching me with the wet tip of her tongue. When she pulled one of my balls into her mouth, I jerked all over and the head of my prick gave a quick leap.
She worked up my shaft very slowly, fondling my ass with her hands, moving them between my thighs to caress my balls, my pelvis, my sweating belly. Her mouth nipped at the underside of my cock, and she rubbed her cheek along it. I swear I could feel every vein, and every inch of that sensitive skin thrummed like a drumhead. When her hot, wet tongue flicked under my knob, I reached down and took her head between my hands.
She opened her mouth and I watched her bumpy tongue feel around my cockhead, saw it lick over the tip and catch a drop of the seeping fluid that had gathered there. It was still greasy from fucking her, but she didn't seem to mind, and I thought that mom was actually getting to taste the flavor of her own pussy, too.
Her lips spread wide and closed over the end of my rigid prick. It was like an electric shock hit me in the ass, and I quivered all over. She ran her tongue furiously over my cockhead and delved it into the slit, bobbing her head back and forth as I sat upon her tits, as my balls lay heavily against her chin. I felt it slide over the curve of her mouth and across her sharp little teeth. I felt her inner cheeks dip in and out, and she forced my shaft back so that the head was prodding her velvet throat.
Mom groaned around my hard meat, and I just hung on, working my fingers into the wealth of her thick hair, digging the suction she was building up upon my prick. Maybe she had never gone down on my father, but her lover had certainly taught her how to eat cock, or else she was a natural born prick sucker, because she really gave herself over to it.
Adoring my sensitive cockhead with her tongue, with her lips, she siphoned upon it, and I fed her the meat, easing it back and forth inside her devouring mouth, fucking her mouth with an intense rapture that was drawing my asshole tight and flashing shivers up and down my spine.
"Take it all, mom," I hissed down at her contorted face between my knees. "Eat my prick, mother-take it down your throat. I'm fucking you in the mouth, you beautiful, bitchy mother-and-and you love it, don't you?"
She moaned an answer while her tongue never stopped its frenzy, curling over the flanges of my knob, poking into the greasy slit, racing up and down the shaft. I pulled her up and down on my cock, poked it far back into her throat and drew it out to the hungry rim of her teeth, then repeated the movements, rolling my pelvis as I did so, giving her all the prick she could possibly handle.
"Uuuhhh!" I grunted as the spasm hit me. Burying my cock into her mouth as far as I could get it, I pumped a stream of thick and creamy semen into my mom's throat. It boiled out in a stream of rich bubbles that jetted down that throat as she gulped and swallowed.
My head reeling, I swayed on top of her, but she caught my waist and held me close, keeping my jerking prick locked with the grip of her lips, pulling and sucking until she had drained every slippery drop of come from the head. Even then, she didn't want to let me go, but kept running that active tongue all over my knob, up and down the flexing shaft.
When she released me, I kind of sagged off to one side and collapsed. She turned her face to mine and caught my head in her hands. Her mouth was wet and steamy and tasted musky as she gave me a sample of my own semen, as she slid her buttery tongue over mine.
Eventually, we broke for air, and mom said thoughtfully, "You know, I'd like to keep you for my very own, as my super special lover, because that's what you are, darling. And it's not only the size of your prick, it's also because you're my son, and nobody else can ever have this sort of relationship with you. But I'm beginning to understand what you and your father meant about sharing. Just as you were going inside my mouth, I found myself thinking how marvelous it would be to have my two men in me at the same time-or my three men, although I don't know exactly how I would work that."
"Yes," I said. "It's like when dad and I swing with Claire, or with maman. All four of us have made it together, you know, and it's terrific. But I'd like it to be dad and me, the first time."
"Imagine," she murmured, "my husband and my son, with dear, horny Lucien waiting in the wings. Do you suppose we could arrange it so I could take on all three of you, one after the other?"
"Here in maman's house, anything can be arranged," I answered. "She says that whatever anybody wants is right, so long as that doesn't hurt anyone else. I'm kind of anxious to watch dad fuck you, too, and to see how Lucien puts it to my beautiful mother. Wow; I can just imagine what that will do to Claire; she'll go ape when she watches you screw all of us."
Softly, mother asked, "And she'll join in?"
"With maman," I promised. "Three guys and three women; there are a lot of things we can do together, a lot of ways to turn each other on."
"I'll bet," she whispered dreamily, "I'll just bet."