Sitting on the couch, Molly had one leg thrust out straight, the other bent at the knee. Her foot rested on the edges of the cushions, with her crotch exposed.
She wore a tight sweater that molded her shapely tits, her nipples pressing against the stretching fabric. On her hips were a pair of skimpy panties. Sitting on the floor before her, Davy was gazing at his mother. Molly rubbed up and down the crotch of her panties with her fingers, her eyes slightly glazed as she fondled herself for her son’s enjoyment. It wasn’t for his enjoyment alone; she loved to have him watch her. Satiny soft hair swirled from the tight band of her panties, and now and then Molly drew the panties into her cunt so her son could see her pink, puffy cuntlips. The crotch of her panties were wet with her pussy juices.
“Want to taste my pussy, honey?” she murmured softly. “Would you like to kiss Mother’s cunt through these nice, wet panties?”
Davy nodded his head vigorously. It had been some time since they had played with her panties. He scooted close to her, and Molly lifted her feet to the couch, holding her knees wide. Davy kissed and licked at the hot, creamy flesh of his mother’s thighs, his tongue tasting the flesh. He moved his tongue along the exposed lips of her cunt and then lapped up and down the crotch of her panties, tasting the slippery wetness.
“Is Mother’s cunt sweet, Davy?” she asked, watching him as he pressed his open mouth against her pantied cunt. “Do you really love to suck Mother’s hairy cunt?”
“Mmmmm, I sure do, Mother,” Davy said, his mouth buried into her crotch.
Molly worked a finger down between his mouth and her pussy, moving aside the crotch of her panties. She dipped her finger into her cunt as his tongue swirled about her cunt. Bringing her finger to her own mouth, Molly licked and tasted her juices, her eyes smoldering. She was thinking of that pretty little girl who had spoken to her son, the one she had seen with her panties showing in the tight shorts. She was sure Davy would enjoy feeling the cute girl, playing with her little cunt and tight ass. Molly hesitated only for a moment before admitting to herself that she, too, would love to feel that sweet body. She wasn’t quite sure if she wanted to suck the little girl’s cunt, but knew she would if the opportunity presented itself. Once her passions started boiling, Molly knew she would do anything with her son, and the little girl, too.
She stretched the wet crotch of her panties wide, looking down as her son stabbed his tongue into her cunt, then sucked at her long clit. She returned the pressure by pushing her hairy pussy into his young face, squealing with increasing pleasure.
“Mmmmmmmm, you suck Mother’s cunt so nicely, baby,” she whispered. “I just love it when you tonguefuck me, Davy. Honey, would you like to fuck that pretty little girl, that cute blonde friend of yours?”
Davy pulled his face out of his mother’s cunt. She saw her pussy juices glistening on his mouth, his cheeks and chin.
“Well, would you?”
“Mother, I don’t think she knows she has a cunt, let alone what to do with it,” he replied.
“All girls know what to do with their cunts,” she giggled.
“But not her,” Davy insisted.
“Don’t you get hard when you see her in those tight shorts, her pretty little ass outlined? Didn’t you see her pink panties… the way her cunt showed?”
Davy nodded his head. “I look all the time, Mother, and not just at her, but all the girls. Sure, I get hard, and so do all the other guys. Who wouldn’t get a hard-on looking at them?”
Molly giggled. “It makes my pussy wet, too,” she said. “I got awfully wet the other day. I saw her panties showing and my cunt started throbbing, and then I came. I didn’t come hard, but I came.”
Davy giggled, but wasn’t surprised. “You come easy, Mother. You can come just seeing me take a fucking shower!”
“Why shouldn’t I?” she asked, working her finger back into her cunt and stabbing deeply. “I love to come, and I love to see you, and I bet I’d love to see that pretty little girl, especially her young pussy and sweet, tight ass.”
She withdrew her drenched fingers and plunged them into her mouth, sucking her own juices.
“You’d kiss her cunt, Mother?”
“Mmmm, I think I would,” she answered. “Yes, I think I’d kiss her little cunt.”
Davy watched his mother take turns thrusting her finger into her cunt and then licking it clean. His cock, already hard, throbbed in a tight way inside his shorts. There was already a wet spot where his piss hole strained at the shorts.
“Davy, take your shorts off,” she hissed hotly.
Davy quickly removed his shorts, handing them to his mother. Molly turned his shorts inside out, and then had her son stand up. She rubbed the crotch of his shorts about his balls, over his cock, and made sure they got nice and wet with his seeping juices. Then she ran the crotch of his shorts into his ass, bringing them back again to his cock. Satisfied, she smeared the crotch of his shorts about her face, cooing softly. Watching her, Davy peeled his mother’s panties from her hips, and as she had done, he turned them inside out. Stuffing them into his mouth, sucking at the hot juices, he got to his knees, his cock swaying in hardness.
“Shove that cock to me!” Molly urged hotly through his shorts. “Fuck my hot cunt with that beautiful hard-on!”
Davy rubbed the swollen head of his cock up and down the hairy lips of his mother’s cunt. He pressed it against her swollen clit, making his mother sob with anticipation. Molly sucked at the crotch of his shorts, her eyes hot as she gazed at her panties dangling from his mouth. She adjusted her hips, the lips of her greedy cunt trying to suck his cock into it. She spread her knees wide, the whole expanse of her hairy cunt available to her son.
Davy slipped the head of his cock up and down her juicy cunt, then along the hot crack of his mother’s ass. With a squeal, Molly shoved her hands down and under, clutching the cheeks of her ass and spreading them wide. Davy pressed and rubbed the head of his cock against her tight asshole, and then began to pump his fist back and forth. He pressed his cock upon her asshole and jacked it. Molly gurgled and brought one hand to her cunt and began to fingerfuck herself in a frenzy.
“Don’t jack off, darling!” she pleaded. “Play with me, but don’t make yourself come yet!”
She pounded her finger into her cunt brutally, feeling the head of his cock burning against her asshole. She twirled her finger deep inside her cunt and then quickly brought it to her mouth, sucking and licking at her own cunt juices hungrily. Although her eyes were wide open, she wasn’t seeing anything. In her mind she was picturing her son’s cock penetrating the pretty little girl, seeing his cock stretch that succulent cunt open. She saw her son fucking the girl, with her own finger rubbing at the tiny clit. Then she saw her son stabbing his cock up the girl’s pink little asshole, and finally past those young lips.
She saw the girl sucking her son’s cock hungrily, saw the come juice dripping from that little mouth.
Molly came.
She screamed and her hips lifted. Her cunt contracted powerfully, and Davy saw her hairy pussylips moving. He quickly pulled his cock up from her ass, and with a grunt, plunged it into his mother’s contracting cunt hard and deep.
“Oooooh, yes!” Molly screeched, churning her hips in all directions, her cunt gripping her son’s cock with scalding waves of orgasm. “Fuck me! Fuck me, Davy!”
Davy pressed his mother’s legs back, her knees in her shoulders. He plugged his cock wildly, driving it deeply into those gripping, hairy cuntlips. His balls swung and banged against her puckering asshole, making Molly shake with rapture. Scooting her ass over the edge of the couch, Molly thrashed about, gritting her teeth, her orgasm growing in power. Still, she could feel her son’s cock pounding deliciously into her, feel his balls swinging back and forth on her eager ass.
“Davy, I want to suck that cunt!” Molly screamed mindlessly. “I want to suck her sweet little cunt and see you fuck her, and I want to suck your cock and eat her twat and… ohhh, I can’t stop
coming, baby!”
Davy rammed hard and fast, his cock stretching his mother’s hairy pussy wide, her long clit smashed each time he thrust down.
“I’ll suck her ass!” Molly shouted. “I’ll eat her sweet little asshole and suck her pussy and you can fuck her and fuck me and… ohhh, Lord, Davy! I’m coming so hard, so long and hard!”
Davy shaved her sweater up, releasing her swollen tits. He dug his hands into the mounds of creamy flesh, watching her nipples strain upward. Leaning forward, he caught a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard, his lips smacking frantically into his mother’s still spasming cunt. He raced his mouth from one tit to the other, and Molly kept screaming with ecstasy.
“Take it out!” Molly shouted suddenly. “I want to suck your cock!”
She shoved her son’s hips away, his cock pulling from her cunt with a wet sound. Growling with cocksucking hunger. Molly shoved her face down and swallowed her son’s cock, the wet taste of her cunt on it thrilling her. She sucked hungrily, darting her face back and forth, one hand digging into his hip, the other gripping a cheek of his ass.
She moaned and whined and sobbed as the images of the pretty little girl burned in her mind. The images swirled and mingled with impossible combinations, positions. She saw her son’s cock in the girl’s cunt, then up that tight little asshole, and then the little girl sucked Davy’s cock as frantically as she was doing now. Her cunt seemed to be caught in a never-ending orgasm, contracting and sucking, her clit feeling as if it would burst into pieces, throbbing in an almost painful way.
Davy held the back of his mother’s head, watching her devour his cock with her hot mouth. She sucked him with more greed than ever before, and his balls were getting very tight. Molly gobbled like a starved woman, her tongue licking in a frenzy. Then with a wail, she jerked her mouth off his cock and darted it to his balls. She sucked at his hairless balls wetly, feverishly, the images in her mind driving her crazy. She twisted her son around and began to lick wetly at the cheeks of his ass, trying to imagine the taste of the little girl’s ass flesh. She stretched her son’s ass open, her tongue snaking between his asscheeks and fluttering about his hot asshole. She probed Davy in the ass, one hand sliding around him and grabbing his throbbing cock. She jacked him in a frenzy of motion, sobbing into his ass.
It was Davy who turned this time.
He was amazed at his mother’s hunger. He had seen her this way before, of course, but still it always amazed him. His cock slapped across her face when he turned, and Molly cried out as she quickly gulped it into her mouth, his cockhead pressing into her throat.
Holding his mother’s head, he began to fuck her mouth, his balls bouncing off her chin.
“Suck it, Mother!” he cried out. “Suck my cock! I’m gonna come in your fucking, cocksucking mouth and down your throat!”
Molly gurgled hungrily, feeling his cock sliding in and out of her tight lips, the friction delicious. The harder and deeper his cock went, the better she liked it. Her cunt was no longer in spasms, but it felt as if she was about to come again, anyway. With her mind whirling, images of the little girl, naked and legs open, Molly sucked with strong hunger on her son’s cock. The desire to kiss and lick and suck that pretty little cunt was intense, the hunger to lick the cheeks of the girl’s ass, stick her tongue into that tight asshole, increased more and more.
She began to struggle with her son, pulling her head back. Davy relaxed his grip, but his cock was jerking up and down and he was getting very close to coming.
“Up my ass!” Molly wailed.
She leaned back on the couch quickly, grabbing the cheeks of her ass and spreading them wide. Her asshole puckered up, exposed and ready for her son’s cock. She scooted her ass over the edge of the cushions as Davy shoved his prick downward, his cockhead sliding along the slit of her fiery cunt.
Molly screamed with rapture as her son stabbed his cock with one strong plunge up her ass.
“Ohhhh, yes!” she sobbed. “Fuck Mother’s hot asshole! I love it, Davy! Oooooh, your cock is so hard and big, and it stretches my asshole deliciously! Bang my ass, darling, bang the shit out of Mother’s hot ass!”
Holding her knees tight into her shoulders, her flawless, rounded tits straining between them, she rammed her ass up and down, meeting her son’s plunge for plunge. The ring of her asshole burned and stretched, and her hairy cunt slapped at the bottom of his stomach wetly. Tossing her head wildly from side to side, Molly kept seeing the pretty girl in her mind. It was almost as if her son was fucking the girl now instead of her. She wanted to see his cock going into that pink little asshole, and she wanted her mouth sucking that succulent young cunt at the same time.
“Oooh, Davy, let me suck your cock again!” she wailed.
Davy, very close to coming, managed to jerk his cock from his mother’s asshole, and Molly immediately opened her mouth when it came up. She tasted shit on his cock, but found herself delirious with passion and didn’t mind. She sucked greedily, her tongue licking, lips pulling. The desire to taste his come juice burning across her tongue and down her throat was very strong, and she sucked as hard as she could.
But Davy suddenly pulled his cock from her mouth.
“No, Davy!” she cried. “I want to suck it! Please, come in Mother’s mouth!”
But Davy rammed his cock back up her cunt, fucking in and out quickly.
Molly began crying with desperation, wanting his cock everywhere at the same time. She wanted him to keep fucking her cunt, but she wanted his cock in her mouth, too, and in her asshole.
Davy pounded a few times into her pussy, then yanked his cock out and without warning, buried it into his mother’s asshole again. This time he rammed faster and deeper, his balls very tight.
With a loud grunt, he strained deep inside his mother’s asshole.
Then the fiery squirts of his come juice boiled along the hot walls of her asshole. Molly screamed again, and her cunt exploded with a wet convulsion.
“Fill my fucking ass, Davy!” she screeched.
“Fill Mother’s hot fucking asshole with that sweet come juice! Oooooh, Lord, give it all to me!”
Davy gasped as he flooded his mother’s greedy asshole. The throbbing of his gushing cock inside the ring of her squeezing asshole seemed tighter and hotter than ever before.
Molly’s asshole milked her son’s cock, squeezing the come juice out of his precious young balls, and she wailed with disappointment when there was no more come juice for her. Davy started to pull his cock out, but she grabbed his hips and held him tight.
“Piss in my ass!” she sobbed. “Piss in Mother’s fucking asshole now, Davy!”
It did not take much for Davy to comply. Molly felt him pissing in her asshole, his cockhead captured by the tightness of her ass ring. She cooed and shivered with the sensation. When she felt he was about to finish, she shoved his hips away, his cock jerking free.
“Piss in my mouth now.”
Closing her lips around the head of her son’s cock, she drank down the rest of his boiling piss. Tasting shit and not caring. She gurgled and swallowed, and released his cock after he spurted the last of his piss into her mouth.
With a satisfied sigh, Molly leaned back on the couch, her legs wide, her hairy cunt gleaming with slippery juices. She smiled at her panting son.
“We’re going to get that girl, darling,” she whispered. “You and I are going to get that pretty girl, and we’re going to play with her and fuck her and eat her and yes, we’ll get her…”
THE END
CB-4538 GETTING BEHIND MOTHER
FOREWORD
Many people feel an overwhelming attraction to other members of their own family. When suppressed, this attraction often leads to agonizing emotional troubles. When expressed, this stigma sometimes means feelings of guilt and shame that are almost impossible to overcome. Indeed, incest is a subject that has been shunned by society from the earliest memories of man.
Those of us who have these unfulfill
ed desires are often driven to torment over our needs. These desires have driven people even to the brink of insanity — or worse.
GETTING BEHIND MOTHER is the story of a woman and her son who are forced by their desires to come to grips with turbulent emotions. What happens to them when they confront these emotions together reveals their ability to be honest with themselves and to be unafraid of their own inner feelings.
The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
With Tony holding the wire fence for her, Judy slipped between the strands. But just as she expected it to happen, her skirt caught on one of the barbed wires. She was climbing through fast and her skirt ripped from the waist to the hem.
A slight flush crept over her lovely face as she glanced at her son.
Tony didn’t see the flush on his mother’s face. He was behind her, staring in fascination at her long legs and her pink bikini panties.
“Oh, my!” Judy said, pulling her torn dress together. “I knew I’d tear my dress.”
Tony’s eyes were hot as he giggled softly.
“You’re not supposed to look,” she said, her eyes lowering shyly as she held her dress together. “It isn’t nice.”
“I think it’s very nice, Mother,” he said.
“What do you know?” she replied, her voice soft. “I didn’t think you ever noticed girls.”
“I notice you, Mother.”
Judy was on the other side of the fence from her son, and she looked at him, her eyes moving from his head to his feet, then up again, stopping at his crotch. Although she tried to stop herself, the words came out anyway; “And I notice you, too, honey.”
Her voice was very low, husky. A tremor swept through her body as she heard what she said. She lifted her eyes to his, and saw the expression of yearning on her son’s face. They stared at each other, neither speaking, but both acutely aware of what each had said.
Judy finally broke the silence. “Here, let me hold the wire for you.”
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