“I-I didn’t say anything,” he gasped raggedly.
“You started to say something,” she said, wiping at her face. “Cindy or Alice. You started to say something about Alice and your sister, Robert.”
“No,” he said. “I was choking, that’s all. It felt so good to come in your mouth, Mom, I was choking on words.”
CHAPTER FOUR
While her son showered, Denise mulled things over in her mind. She had no doubt he had almost told her something about Cindy and Alice. And Alice’s mother, Kathy… It couldn’t, not after all these years. Yet Denise felt a fluttering in her stomach. Alice was the very image of the Kathy she had known so long ago. It could be possible, but it was so farfetched that Denise could hardly believe it. She wanted to believe it, though.
Denise lay on her son’s bed, squirming, remembering how close she and Kathy had been. It wasn’t just the sex, but everything. Eating each other had been fantastic, screwing with the boys in the neighborhood together had been great.
With a sigh, she got to her feet and went to her own bathroom, where she bathed again. She was rinsing off when Robert came in. He sat on the toilet watching her. He had not bothered to dress, and Denise found that pleasant. She postured and twisted beneath the shower as the bath water drained away.
Glancing at his cock, she was delighted to see it swelling. She flicked water at him, laughing.
“I hope you have plans for that thing,” she said, pointing at his cock.
“I’ve got a lot of plans for it, Mom,” Robert replied, grasping his cock and waggling it.
Denise turned her back to him, looking over her shoulder. Cupping the cheeks of her ass, she lifted upward, spreading them wide. Robert grinned as be saw his mother’s asshole, and below, the hairy slit of her cunt. Denise arched her ass at him.
“See anything that might help with your plans,” she teased.
“I see a lot,” Robert gulped, swallowing as at her exposure. “And it all fits in with my plans.”
Denise wiggled her ass. From behind, she slowly shoved a finger into her cunt, then leaned forward to make her ass protrude.
“Can’t you give me some help, honey. My finger isn’t what I want in there.”
Robert stood up, his cock thrusting out.
“Mmm, fuck me, Robert,” Denise whimpered. “Oh, fuck me now! God, give that big cock to me, Robert!”
Robert grasped his mother’s hips, thrusting his cock into her cunt swiftly.
“Oooohh!” Denise moaned as fiery pleasure went through her wet body. “Oh, yes, yes!”
“You’re hot, Mom!” he gasped, driving his cock back and forth, pounding into her cunt powerfully. “Your cunt is fucking hot! Wet, and hot and good!”
“You fill my pussy so sweetly, Robert!” she groaned a she rammed her ass back against him. “You fuck me so deliciously! Ram it to me, darling! Oooh, I love it so much! Fuck mother… fuck mother’s hot cunt! Fuck me hard!”
The deep throbbing of his hard cock seared the sensitive lips of her pussy. She wiggled her ass, twisting it erotically as he fucked her. She banged her ass back and forth, meeting his lunges, feeling his balls swinging against her thighs. The wet slaps of his stomach on her naked, wet ass increased her thrilling pleasure.
Holding his mother’s hip with one hand, Robert reached around and clutched at one tit. Denise moaned as he squeezed it; her hands braced against the wall of the shower stall. The orgasm was coming on her swiftly, building hotly in the center of her stomach, spreading heat outward. She was sobbing with intense pleasure. She placed her hand on top of his, swirling his palm over her swollen tit, pressing his fingers tighter into her spongy tit mound.
Her cunt squeezed and sucked at his cock, gripping it with hot tightness. She moaned loudly when her cunt came, the muscles in her stomach tightening. She churned her ass furiously as her orgasm turned into another, then another yet.
“I’m coming, Robert!” she wailed. “Oh, you’re making me come! Oh, God… I’m coming apart! Sweet… beautiful… God, coming is so fucking good! It’s glorious… ohhhhhh!”
“You’re tight, Mom!” Robert groaned. “Tight, wet, hot! Ohhh, shit, I’m gonna come, too!”
“Yes!” Denise screamed. “Come, darling, come!”
Robert rammed his cock deep into his mother’s cunt, his body going stiff. He arched his hips forward to try and fuck deeper yet. Denise felt his cock jerking through the convulsions of her cunt, then the spraying came juice was splashing into her cunt, flooding her with hot sweetness. When he gave a final spurt, Denise came again, her wet, naked body shivering as though she was having a seizure of some sort. He wailed and moaned and sobbed with ecstasy.
When Robert pulled his cock from her clutching cunt, she moaned at the loss. She leaned against the wet wall, still shaking, her vision becoming fuzzy. After a bit, she slumped to the bottom of the tub, the shower spraying down on her. Her eyes closed, but snapped open when she heard him pissing.
Fascinated, she stared at her son, her eyes on the tip of his cock, seeing the golden piss spewing from it, tinkling into the toilet. She felt a response to this, a response that surprised her; Denise came again.
She watched her son shake his cock, a few drops of piss falling from it.
Giving his mother a grin, Robert walked out.
She watched his tight, young ass, her tongue moving over her lips. Seeing him piss had done something to her, made her excited. Denise would never have thought it exciting to see anyone piss, let alone her son. Yet she had come again while watching him.
She stood beneath the shower again, rinsing some more. She dried her body, then sat on the toilet to piss. Feeling an urge come over her, she parted her knees and ran her hand between them. She felt the hot piss stream into it. Goose bumps lifted on her smooth flesh. She cupped her hand and pissed and pissed. Finished, she lifted her hand and looked at it. It was soaked with piss, and she couldn’t resist moving the tip of her tongue into it, tasting it.
Denise came again.
She had always been extremely erotic, yet this surprised her. Always able to come very easily, she had never come with the simple act of pissing. She had never even thought of pissing as something erotic.
Almost in a daze, she entered her room and began to select clothing. She wondered where her son had gone off to. He would still be in the house someplace, and she hoped he was still naked. Despite the numerous orgasms she had enjoyed, Denise wanted more. She wanted to come and keep coming all day long.
She found her son in the kitchen, eating breakfast. She had dressed in a wraparound dress, and she sat across from him with another cup of coffee. Her cunt was still bubbling. “You make me so damned hot, Robert,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “I’m going to have to watch you practice more often.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s beautiful to see your cock flopping out when you jump in the air.”
“You can see my cock anytime, Mom,” he replied, finishing eating.
“Fuck it, too?”
“You can suck it, too.” He grinned lewdly. She frowned slightly. “Darling, I want to know what’s going on. Between you and your sister, and this girl Alice.”
Robert looked at his mother.
“Are you fucking your sister, baby?” she asked softly.
Robert made no reply, but kept looking at her.
“And Alice? Are you fucking her, too?” Robert stood, still silent. He was wearing jockey shorts, she saw, feeling disappointed. She gazed at the bulge his cock and balls made in them. She watched him leave the room, but he returned quickly. He dropped a small, envelope on the table.
Denise looked up at him, then at the envelope. “What’s this?”
“Look at them, Mom,” he said.
Denise pulled out a small stack of color photographs from the envelope. She wasn’t at all surprised. The picture on top was of Alice leaping high into the air, dressed in her cheerleading costume. The pleated skirt was high and the girl’s cunt was f
ully exposed, her long legs wide. Denise could see the slit of Alice’s pink cunt clearly.
She glanced at her son, who stood at her side. Taking his hand, she cupped it about her tit, pressing hard. She looked at the next picture. The person’s face was not showing, cut off near the edge. It was obvious, however, that she was a woman and not a girl. The woman’s knees were drawn beneath her stomach, and both hands held her ass wide, revealing her cant and asshole to the camera.
She glanced at her son, who had moved behind her and was cupping both her tits now. The next picture was of the same woman, the same pose, only she was pissing, still on her knees and holding her ass cheeks wide apart. The golden stream arced from the hairy cunt and splashed onto the floor. Denise looked closely at the picture, and she saw in the background lockers and a long bench.
“These were taken at the school gym, weren’t they, Robert?”
Robert nodded, rubbing his mother’s tits.
“Who is she?”
But Robert wouldn’t answer.
The next picture, still without the woman’s face appearing, was in that same pose, only this time she was being fucked by a basketball team member; his shorts were at his knees. Half his cock was inside the woman’s cunt.
Another picture of Alice showed her sitting down, leaning against the lockers. She had her knees up, spread wide, her cunt showing. One each side of the girl were two boys, and she had a hand on each cock. The cocks had been pulled from the legs of their shorts, and Alice was grinning very, very lewdly into the camera. Denise responded to the pictures, her cunt becoming fiery hot again.
Then she saw Cindy.
Her daughter was in the same identical pose as Alice, only she had four cocks pointed at her sweet, pretty face. Denise stared at her daughter, seeing her cunt and one tit showing from her lifted sweater.
Denise stared at this picture, seeing her daughter as she had never seen her before. She was not surprised to find herself becoming excited, her cunt throbbing, the lips becoming puffy. Her eyes searched the cocks, trying to determine if one belonged to her son. But she was still not familiar enough with Robert’s cock to decide.
Leaning back in her chair, she felt her son squeezing her tits.
“Then you are fucking Cindy and Alice.” It was a statement, not a question. Denise placed her hands on top other son’s, pressing his palms hard against her tits. Her nipples thrust outward. The back of her head rested against his stomach. She felt his cock moving around the back of her neck, in her hair. It stuck from the legs of his shorts, the head big and swollen.
Robert slipped his cock along her neck, and Denise leaned back, pressing it between her neck and shoulder. She felt his cock slide back and forth, felt it hot and throbbing in hardness. She turned her head, trying to kiss his cock as it moved back and forth. She ran her long tongue out, managing to lick the smooth head of his prick as he fucked back and forth. She had never felt a cock against her flesh this way, and it excited her in a perverse manner. The pictures lay scattered on the table, and she shivered as her son fucked along her neck and cheek and squeezed her tits.
“Robert,” she whispered. “Oh, Robert! Your cock feels so good no matter where you touch me. So hard and big and hot!”
She pressed a hand to her shoulder, pressing his cock into her neck, still trying to kiss and lick the head of his prick. She felt his balls at her neck and shoulder. Her cunt seeped and she pressed her thighs together tightly. Writhing her ass into the chair, she moaned softly as he fucked her slowly along her neck. Opening her wraparound dress to let her tits free, she closed his fingers around one, still pressing his cock to her neck. With some strain, she could see the head of his cock. Her flesh was burning again. She wanted to turn and gulp his cock into her throat, yet she wanted to feel him sliding his cock against her neck at the same time. The powerful throbbing felt so good to her, so very good. Her cunt was boiling and she was in pain with unbearable desire again.
“You like this, Mom?” Robert asked. “Does my cock feel good this way?”
“Mmmm, beautiful,” she murmured. “So beautiful.”
He moved her hair away so his balls pressed against her shoulder, high up, near her neck. She kept pressing her jaw down on his cock, feeling the dripping head slide against her palm. Slippery fluids from his piss hole dripped down on her tit, scaring her flesh. She opened her wraparound, her legs parting.
“My cunt is so hot!” she hissed, thrusting fingers into it, fucking them in and out, the heel of her hand smashing her inflamed clit. “My pussy is boiling, darling!”
“Fuck it, Mom,” he said. “Finger fuck your cunt. You look so beautiful, shoving your fingers up your hairy cunt. Make yourself come, Mom! Finger fuck your wet, hot cunt and make it come!”
“I will,” she sobbed. “I’ll do it for you, darling! For you I’ll do anything!”
His cock moved back and forth, picking up speed, fucking along her neck. She pressed her hand harder, feeling his cock throb and burn her flesh.
“Are you going to come this way, Robert?” she asked. “Are you?”
“Would you like that?” he asked.
“Oh, yes, honey! Fuck me anyway you want… Come on me anywhere you want!”
Robert began to fuck along his mother’s neck and jaw with quicker movements, his hands digging into her shivering tits. Denise spread her legs as far apart as she could, her fingers flying, twisting in and out of her cunt. She wanted her son to come, to spurt that wonderful come juice over her body. She wanted to feel the hot, slippery come all over her tits and stomach and face. She struggled to run her tongue over the hot head, to lick his piss hole. Sometimes she managed to touch his cock with the tip of her tongue. She twisted her head to the side as much as she could and lapped the head of his cock.
She lifted her feet and placed them on the table, wide-apart, her ass slumping over the chair at her fingers rammed and thrust and fucked at her steaming cunt. She had come already, but it had been a mild orgasm. It was usually that way; first mild, but the rest all very powerful and ecstatic.
When Robert ran his cock along her neck, she licked the smooth head. But now Denise was not thinking about his cock coming over her tits. She was thinking what it would be like to have him piss on her, his warm, golden piss splashing over her tits, drenching her body in piss. The image of her son pissing on her was very strong and before she could stop herself, she began to mumble.
“Piss on me, piss on me, piss on me!”
“What, Mom?” Robert asked. “What do you want me to do?”
“Nothing,” she said in a louder voice. “Just fuck me and come on me, darling. I want to feel your come juice on my tits and neck and face and tongue! Ooooh, come on me, baby!”
“I will!”
“Fuck faster?”
Robert speeded up the movement of his cock. Denise clawed at her cunt as a huge orgasm bubbled deep in her burning cunt. She twisted her ass, braced with her legs on the table. She licked as best she could, wanting to have her tongue close to his piss hole when he came. Tasting it as it spurted onto her tits would be wonderful. Robert was grunting, his balls slapping against the back of her neck. His cock, very hard, seemed to burn her flesh.
“Come! Oh, please, come!” she howled. “Come! Please, please, come on me!”
“Now!” Robert yelped.
“Ooooooh, beautiful!”
White, thick come spurted from the head of his cock, landing on her thigh. Denise pulled her hand out of her cunt and rubbed the hot liquid into her flesh, mewling happily as his cock spewed over her tits, now, making her nipples tingle. He came and came, and before he finished, Denise twisted her head and captured the tip of her son’s cock with her lips. The final spurts entered her mouth, coating her tongue. She moaned as her cunt convulsed. She swallowed her come. She flipped the tip of her tongue against his piss hole, wanting more, wanting as much of that sweet come as she could get. After her son was finished, she clung to his cock with her lips, her head angled uncomf
ortably.
She smeared the come over her tits, working it into her flesh as she would cold cream.
“I’m a mess,” she laughed when he pulled away from her. “You sure came a lot, darling. Look at my tits, would you?”
Robert stripped his shorts off, handing them to his mother. Denise used them to clean herself as best she could, but it was obvious she needed another shower. She stood up to go, but Robert grabbed her hand.
“I’ve been wanting to do this, Mom,” he said, taking her into the living room.
CHAPTER FIVE
“Do what?” she asked, flirting with him.
“Eat your cunt,” he laughed, pressing her to the couch and spreading her legs.
“Eat my cunt?”
“Lick it… suck you,” he said, going to his knees between her legs. “Tongue fuck you in the cunt, Mom.”
“Oh, you should have told me!” Denise squealed. “I’m a sucker for that.”
He looked op at her. “Mom, you’re a sucker for more than that. You’re one hell of a fantastic cock sucker.”
Denise laughed happily, lifting her legs and draping them over her son’s shoulder. She pressed her warm, sleek inner thighs tight against his cheeks. Her eyes burned into his, her fingers clutching the cushion with eagerness.
Robert leaned forward, kissing his mother’s stomach just above the line of her cunt hair. He licked her flesh with the tip of his tongue. Denise pressed at his head, trying to shove his mouth to her glowing cunt.
Robert resisted her effort, licking at her flesh, tasting her, his hands caressing her hips and down to her ass. He cupped the cheeks of his mother’s rounded ass, scooting his tongue into the thick hair of her cunt. He rubbed her clitoris gently, turning his head to kiss and suck at her thigh. He bit lightly, his cheek resting on her cunt hair.
“Ohhhh, stop teasing me,” she hissed excitedly at him. “Eat me, Robert! I don’t need all this build-up! I’m already hot for your fucking mouth and tongue on my cunt. Lick my pussy, darling! Taste mother’s hot cunt!”
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