Peggy smiled affectionately at her son, putting an arm around him. “Not my boy,” Peggy laughed. “He’s going to stay with his mother forever, aren’t you, darling?”
“You bet, Mom,” Jeff replied, wrapping his arm about her waist, but glancing at Sandra’s thighs. “I won’t ever leave you.”
Sandra laughed. “That’s what you think. Some cute little girl is going to wiggle her behind at you one of these days, and you’ll forget mamma pretty damn quick, believe me.”
“Never,” Jeff said, firmly squeezing his mother’s waist, then dropping his hand.
Peggy gasped softly. Jeff had placed his hand on her ass, giving her a fast squeeze, then jerking his hand away. It happened so fast, Peggy wasn’t sure it happened at all.
“If you were a few years older, Jeff,” Sandra said, winking, “I’d take you away from your mother fast. Come to think of it, I just might try it anyway.”
Sandra turned around, looking at Jeff over her shoulder as she wiggled her half-exposed ass. Jeff’s eyes became huge and his mouth opened.
Sandra laughed. “See what I mean, honey?”
“Oh, stop teasing him, Sandra,” Peggy said, but she wasn’t angry. She knew her son was imagining Sandra naked again, sucking on the doctor’s cock and balls. “It’s cruel to tease a guy that way.”
“Who’s teasing?” Sandra giggled, and Peggy saw the woman’s eyes rake over the front of Jeff pants. “I mean every bit of it.”
She really does mean it, Peggy thought. Sandra would really fuck her son! Somehow, so [missing text].
The idea of Sandra fucking Jeff was exciting to her. She didn’t think Sandra was one of those confirmed cocksuckers, but someone who would love to fuck a hard cock just as much as take a prick in her mouth. Peggy looked at Sandra, seeing the beautiful face, those green eyes sparkling with what she decided was erotic mischief.
“You can have him,” Peggy heard herself saying, “but he must be returned to me.”
Sandra laughed. “I think you mean that, Peggy.”
“I mean it if you do,” Peggy replied.
“And what does Jeff think about that?” Sandra said, gazing down at Jeff.
Jeff grinned at her, pressing against his mother.
The conversation drifted away from unsaid sexual activity and soon Peggy returned to her house, Jeff following.
All afternoon, Peggy and Jeff skirted the conversation with Sandra, but she could see he was wondering about it, wondering if Sandra meant what she had implied. She wanted to assure her son that Sandra did, indeed, mean every word. But she wasn’t certain herself. Perhaps Sandra was only teasing, not intending to go through with anything like that at all. Still, the hunger Peggy had seen in those green eyes had been obvious. But then again, Peggy thought, the hunger could have been deceiving. She had watched Sandra and the doctor alongside her son, so maybe she was seeing something that wasn’t really there.
They were going out again that night, and both were hoping to find something a bit more exciting and stimulating than what they had seen the past few nights.
By ten-thirty, it seemed as though she and her son had reached a turning point. There was something in the air now, something neither wanted to speculate about, but both knew something would happen tonight.
When it came time to go, Peggy realized she was still wearing a flowery summer dress. She had always gone out in tight jeans and a shirt before. But, as she thought about changing, she saw Jeff was eager to leave. Deciding what she wore made no difference, they locked up the house and started walking around. It was surprising no one else was out, but it was a fairly small town, and everything shut down when the sun set.
They had been out only a short time when they found something promising.
They had gone between two houses and entered the back yard of one, where they found a well-lighted bedroom. It was, according to the furniture, the master bedroom of the house. They peeked in and saw nothing but an empty room and started to walk away. Then Peggy caught her son’s hand and pulled him back. A woman’s clothing was on the bed, laid out the way a woman would who was bathing or taking a shower. And she had heard water running which indicated a shower. “Let’s wait just a minute honey,” Peggy whispered to Jeff, holding his hand. “This could be interesting.”
In a few minutes, a tall woman came into the bedroom, fluffing her hair with a towel, stark naked. Peggy had seen the woman around, but didn’t really know her. The woman was perhaps forty years old, somewhat slender. Her titties weren’t all that firm, but her ass looked good, as did the thick curls of her cunt.
“I’m ready, Joey,” the woman called.
A young boy perhaps a year or so older than Jeff came in. Jeff giggled. “I know him, Mom,” he whispered to his mother. “We go to school together.”
“Is that his mother?” Peggy asked.
“I think so… I don’t know for sure,” he replied.
They stopped talking, afraid the naked woman and the boy would hear them. The boy was wearing a pair of striped boxer shorts, the fly gaping open.
The woman shoved her hand into the fly and pulled the boy’s cock out.
“You’re almost hard, Joey,” they heard the woman say. “Mother will make it real hard for you. You like it when mother makes your little cock hard, don’t you?”
Joey replied by nodding his head.
“And what are you going to do with this cock, baby?”
“I’m gonna fuck you, Mother,” Joey said.
“That’s right, Joey,” the woman murmured, jacking on her son’s cock, feeling his prick grow into hardness in her hand. “But you’ve got to say where you’re going to fuck me with it. I want you to say it the way I taught you.”
“I’m gonna fuck your cunt, Mother,” Joey replied, handling his mother’s titties. “I’m gonna stick my cock up your cunt and fuck it good. I’m gonna fuck your cunt and fill it up with all my come juice, Mother.”
“That’s right, Joey,” the woman gurgled, stroking her son’s cock vigorously. “Mother is a cunt, Joey. You must never forget that mother is a cunt!”
“I won’t forget, Mother,” Joey said, sliding one hand to his mother’s thick pussy hair. “You’re a cunt, nothing but a cunt! A cunt to be fucked, a cunt that has to be fucked because that’s all you are — a fucking cunt!”
Peggy knew immediately what this situation was. This woman, apparently, had masochistic wishes, and exercised them with her son. But Joey didn’t seem in the least reluctant. Perhaps, Peggy thought, Joey was sadistic, and if that was so, they made a perfect pair. They could both exercise their desires together.
“Yes, Joey,” the woman moaned, jerking on her son’s cock with a tight fist. “I’m a fucking cunt! You know what you’re supposed to do with your fucking cunt, mother, don’t you?”
“I’m gonna fuck your fucking cunt, Mother,” Joey said, and suddenly thrust two fingers into his mother’s cunt almost violently. “Ohhh that’s good!” the woman groaned, spreading her legs, pumping almost frantically on her son’s cock now.
“Fucking cunt!” Joey shouted. “Fucking cunt mother… fucking cock-crazy cunt mother!”
“Yes, yes!” the woman urged in a thick voice. “I am cock crazy, Joey!”
“You’d fuck a Goddamn dog, wouldn’t you, fucking cunt mother?” Joey snorted, fucking his fingers in and out of his mother’s pussy as site half-squatted now, legs wide. “You’d fuck a dog’s cock, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes! Oh, God yes! I’ll fuck a dog, lacy!”
“You’d suck cock and eat cunt and assholes, too, wouldn’t you, fucking cunt mother?”
“Let me!” the woman shouted, excited to a frenzy by now. “Let me eat your fucking asshole, Joey! Let me shove my tongue up your fucking asshole and eat it! I’ll eat your asshole, your cock, your balls!”
“You’d eat a dog’s cock, too, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes! Oooo, yes I would!” The woman groaned in a sexual frenzy, dropping to her knees and trying to
swallow her son’s cock, balls and all.
Joey grasped his mother’s head and fucked his cock so hard into her mouth, the woman gagged. But she shoved her lips down tight at the base, the full length of his cock deep in her mouth.
Joey began to fuck his mother in the mouth brutally, banging hard against her lips, watching her.
“Eat my cock, cunt mother!” Joey shouted down at her in a thick, gruff voice. “Suck my cock with your cunt mouth, you asshole fucking cunt mother!”
“Mmmmm!” the woman gurgled wetly.
Peggy trembled at what they were seeing. It was brutal, but no one was being physically harmed. And in a way, it excited her. She was still clutching her son’s hand. When she felt him pull it to the front of his pants, she made no resistance. His cock was hard, straining at the front of his pants as he watched the woman on her knees, sucking wildly on Joey’s cock.
Peggy was aware that her son was fumbling with his fly, but she was so interested in watching this woman sucking on her son’s cock so greedily, she wasn’t really aware of what Jeff had done until her fingers were wrapped about his hard prick. Feeling her son’s cock this way caused a stab of burning ecstasy to explode between her thighs. She squeezed Jeff’s prick tightly, but did not move her hand. She held his cock in her hot fist as they watched and soon realized Jeff was fucking her fist slowly. She tightened her fingers on his cock even more.
“That’s enough cock sucking!” Joey ordered. “Lie on the bed and spread your fucking legs out, cunt mother!”
They watched the woman scramble to the bed, spread out on her back, her legs as wide as she could make them go. Her hairlined cunt was fully exposed, her pussy lips gloaming with wetness. When Joey told his mother to fingerfuck herself, the woman rammed two fingers into her cunt and fucked them in and out, lifting and churning her naked ass.
“Take those fucking fingers out of your hot cunt,” Joey said. “You can lick the juice off them while I fuck your hairy cunt!”
“Yes, yes!” the woman groaned, arching her hips up as Joey pulled at her, his cock jerking about.
He stood then at the edge of the bed, and Peggy and Jeff watched him fuck his cock up his mother’s steaming cunt. He began to fuck her fast and hard, the soft, wet smacks of his lower stomach against her crotch coming to them.
“Oh, God. Oh, dear God!” the woman shrieked in ecstasy, thrashing about with wild movements, arching her cunt onto her son’s cock.
Jeff was fucking his prick in and out of Peggy’s tight fist a little faster. She clung to her son’s cock with an almost desperate grip, watching the boy in the room fucking his mother. It wasn’t a gentle fucking, either.
Suddenly Joey yanked his cock out of his mother’s cunt, slapping her on the hip. “Get on your fucking knees,” he demanded. “I’ll fuck your hairy cunt like a dog! I’ll fuck your cunt like you were a bitch dog, cunt mother! Come on… shove your fucking naked ass in the air for me!”
“Oohh, please, Joey!” the woman cried, twisting onto her stomach and drawing her knees under, lifting her ass high. “Fuck my bitch dog cunt! I’m a bitch dog, Joey! Fuck me like a dog!”
“You wish I was a dog, don’t you?” Joey said, fucking his cock into his mother’s cunt from behind. “If I was a dog, you’d suck my dog cock, wouldn’t you?”
“God, yes! I’d suck your dog cock!” the woman screamed, waggling her ass frantically as her son fucked her swiftly.
“You like to fuck a dog, don’t you?”
“Yes!”
“You suck dog cock, don’t you?”
“Yes, I do!”
“You suck wet cunts, don’t you?”
“Wet cunts… Yes!”
“Hard cocks?”
“Yes, yes!”
“Eat assholes!”
“Ohhhh, I’ll eat every asshole I can get my hot, fucking tongue up! Yes, I eat assholes! Fuck me… fuck my fucking hot cunt! Ohhh, shit… I’m coming! Ream my cunt with your hard cock! Fuck my face with your cock… With your asshole! Fuck my face and cunt and asshole!”
The woman’s uplifted ass shuddered wildly. As she came, screeching loudly, her fingers clawed at the sheets on the bed. Joey continued to fuck his cock in and out of his mother’s spasming cunt, fucking hard and fast and deep.
“Don’t come!” the woman shouted. “Oooo, don’t come in my cunt, Joey!”
“I won’t,” her son replied, grunting. “I know where you want my cock to come, fucking cunt mother!”
As soon as the woman finished coming, Joey jerked his throbbing cock from her. The woman twisted about quickly, her tits swinging. As she turned, Joey climbed onto the bed and stood between his mother’s thighs, his cock standing out, soaked with the juices of her pussy.
Peggy choked back a groan as the woman began to devour her son’s cock and balls with her mouth, making wild-sounding animal noises, gripping his ass cheeks tightly. Her stretched lips sucked back and forth hungrily, her eyes closed. She sucked in a noisy way, slurping in soft wetness on Joey’s cock. Then she pulled her lips away and shoved her mouth to his young balls, licking in mindless ecstasy, cleaning his cock and balls of her cunt juice. Then she started lapping up and down his cock and balls, her tongue stuck way out.
Joey held his mother’s head, his hips arched forward, watching her work her tongue about his balls and the shaft of his cock.
Then he came.
The woman pulled her face back a few inches, gripping her son’s cock in one hand, jacking on it as the come juice spurted directly into her face. She held her mouth wide open, her tongue almost touching her chin. Come juice splashed into her mouth, but most was on her face. The woman gurgled and whimpered, and, the way her body trembled, she was coming again.
Peggy’s son was fucking his cock in and out of her fist and she clung to his prick hotly, her eyes glassy as she peered into the window.
Jeff suddenly came…
CHAPTER FIVE
“Ohhh, no!” Peggy whimpered softly, feeling her son’s cock squirting. She quickly cupped the swollen prickhead, feeling the hot come juice spurt into her hand.
While Jeff came off in her hand, Peggy’s cunt squeezed in a contraction that almost made her cry out in ecstasy. She stood there, pressed against the wall of the house, watching Joey squirt come juice into his mother’s ecstatic face, her son coming off in her hand, and her cunt going through series after series of delicious, steamy orgasms.
Her mind was reeling. This was not sup posed to happen; Jeff was not supposed to come; Jeff was not supposed to take his cock out of his pants; Jeff was not supposed to…
But he had.
And Peggy was clinging to her son’s cock and coming so strongly her knees almost doubled, her legs shaking very badly. She clung to the swollen head of Jeff’s cock, feeling his hot cum juice smearing her palm, dripping between her fingers… and she came and came and came.
It seemed a long time before she calmed down. She pulled her hand from her son’s cock and wiped her hand on her dress, not looking at him. Jeff was breathing heavily from the discharge, and Peggy hoped those in the bedroom could not hear him.
Joey was now smearing the head of his cock about his mother’s face, wiping his prick through the viscous come juice that glistened on her flesh. The woman was licking at his cock with her tongue every time his prick came within reach. After a while, Joey sat down on the bed, leaning at the headboard, his knees bent. His cock and balls dangled there, and the woman kept trying to shove her face into them, but Joey would push her away.
“Not yet, fucking cunt mother,” he said. “I’ll tell you when you can suck my cock.”
“Yes Joey,” his mother said almost shyly. “You tell me when to take it in my cock sucking mouth, darling.” She lifted the corner of the sheet and wiped her face, then seemed to wait patiently until her son wanted her again.
Peggy thought about leaving, but she had a hunch there would be more in a few minutes.
Jeff stayed, too, of course, and his cock had been
replaced in his pants. Peggy’s palm felt sticky, but it also felt good. She thought about bringing her palm to her mouth and licking at it, but felt her son would notice, and then he would want something else from her. Perhaps he would even try to fuck her when they got back home. Peggy didn’t think she was ready for that. She didn’t think she was ready to have Jeff fuck her, but there was something going on in the back of her mind, something that seemed to be pushing her into it. She wondered, briefly, what it would be like to have her son fuck her, the way Joey had fucked his mother. No, not that way! Peggy, if she fucked Jeff, would not want it violent that way. She had no desire to be abused in any way.
This mother, however, seemed to thrive on being abused by her son in any way he wanted.
“Suck my ass,” Joey said. Peggy gasped.
“Are you gonna suck my asshole, fucking cunt mother?”
“You know I will, Joey,” the woman replied. “You know I’ll do anything you want me to do, anything.”
“Then suck my fucking asshole!”
“Sit on my face!” the woman urged in a thick voice. “Sit your sweet ass in my face, and I’ll suck it good for you. I’ll tonguefuck you in your sweet asshole, Joey!”
“I know you will,” he said, climbing on top of his mother, facing her feet. “Because if you don’t stick your fucking tongue up my asshole, I’m gonna pull your fucking nipples off!”
He squatted in his mother’s face, his knees apart. Peggy and Jeff could see his cock and balls, and could also see the woman’s tongue dart against his asshole. Joey twisted and pulled at his mother’s long nipples as he twisted his ass into her mouth. The woman was moaning again, the sounds muffled now because she was sucking at her son’s asshole as her tongue fucked in and out.
Peggy felt her son’s hand sliding about her ass. She turned and looked at him. The light from the bedroom was on his face, and he was smiling, his eyes bright with desire. Peggy returned her son’s smile, and turned back to what was happening in the bedroom. There was no harm in Jeff feeling her ass, she felt. After all, she allowed him to fuck her fist and even come off into her hand. Besides, he was very excited, and it would be terrible to make him suffer. He wanted to touch her, to feel her ass as they watched this crazy mother and son fucking and sucking and everything else.
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