Two Mothers by maryme

Two Mothers

Chapter One: Walter

“Walter!”

Patty brushed her long, wavy blonde hair out of her eyes and scowled at her son’s bedroom door.

“Walter, I know what you’re doing in there! I am absolutely sick of listening to you in your room every day! Walter, are you listening?”

Her teenage son didn’t answer. The rhythmic thumping continued louder than ever, the sound of the headboard banging against the wall as Walter eagerly beat his fist up and down his stiff, throbbing cock.

“Walter!” Patty swore as she rapped angrily on the door. “Walter, pay attention ! Walter! Walter!”

Walter groaned, and then the headboard started thumping against the wall faster. He was on the verge of spraying a big load of cum all over his chest. Patty turned from the door, blushing fiercely as she retreated down the hall.

The masturbation sessions had started six months ago, following her divorce. Walter, Patty’s handsome, athletic, teenage son had developed an obsession of jacking-off constantly. In spite of her embarrassment, she could not ignore the hefty bulge in Walter’s jeans.

Patty wondered if she had anything to do with it. She was shocked how her son would irreverently stare at her breasts. Her body had always aroused male interest, but now Patty could see that her son was no exception. As she paced the floor, her large tits swayed and bounced as she moved. She wondered if she could be part of the problem. She was frustrated trying to figure out what to do.

At least Walter could try to restrain himself, Patty thought. Or at least be quiet about wanting to play with himself so much. It was three-thirty in the afternoon now, and Walter had been home for a half hour. He’d literally run upstairs as soon as he’d walked through the door with an obscene-looking bulge outlined through his jeans.

Minutes later, the thumping had started. She heard it at least four times a day now. She’d tried to talk to him about it, both delicately and directly, but he just wouldn’t listen.

Well, he was just going to have to get over it, Patty thought suddenly. Impulsively she went to the hall closet, finding the key to Walter’s bedroom door hanging on a nail. Determined and angry she went back to his room, knowing full well that she was about to catch her boy in the act. It wasn’t normal for a boy to play with himself so much. Walter simply had to learn to control his sexual desires.

Patty let herself into his room abruptly throwing the door open. Even with that, it took Walter a moment to notice that she’d come in. As she’d expected, he was lying on his back with his pants around his ankles. The youth’s tongue wagged obscenely out of the corner of his mouth as he worked his fist feverishly, whipping his hand up and down his throbbing cock.

Patty froze, fixated at the sight of her son’s cock. She watched intently. It was the first time she’d seen her son naked in years. She’d imagined that his penis would still be boyish, even though he was now almost full-grown now. But Patty was wrong. Walter’s prick was huge. The long, thick, cock shaft rose at least nine inches. The cock knob was as big as a plum, bloated deep red and glistening with oozing cock cream. Instantly she felt a deep craving. Her son’s erection sent a stirring in her body.

“All right, Walter. Stop it right now!” Patty said.

Walter raised his head and finally saw that his mother was with him in the room. He sighed, released his big cock and folded his hands behind his head. He made no effort to cover himself. The massive cock-shaft stayed erect, bucking and pulsing over his stomach. Patty sat at the foot of the bed, trying not to stare at his cock. Self-consciousness besieged her. She realized she was braless and that her stiffening nipples were visible against her shirt.

“Since when did you start barging in on me when my door’s locked? Can’t I get some privacy ” Walter grumbled. “This really pisses me off mom!”

“You know perfectly well I was knocking a moment ago. Knocking? I was pounding on the door, Walter. I didn’t get any answer. So I used the key. Walter, you know this is something we need to talk about. All you ever do these days is masturbate. It’s not normal. I mean it is normal, but not 10 times a day. You can’t spend all your free time rubbing yourself.”

“I can’t help it,” Walter smirked. “It gets so hard that it hurts. I have to masturbate. Sorry you don’t like it, but it’s got to be done?”

“You . . . you could at least cover yourself when I’m talking to you. This is uncomfortable.”

“Well, you’re the one who broke in, Mom. I’m not going to stop. I’ve been hard all day at school. My jeans are choking me. It’s hard to even walk. I need this bad when I get home!”

Wayne stunned his mother again by sliding his hand down to tightly grip his giant prick. Patty couldn’t help staring at this remarkable cock. Her son began masturbating again, slow and rhythmic, eyes shut, moaning as he moved his fist up and down the length of his cock.

“Walter! Walter, stop that!” Patty gasped, overwhelmed by an impulse to watch her son stroke his cock. “Take your hand off this instant!”

“I don’t want to stop, Mom. It feels good. I have to do this Mom.”

Suddenly Walter opened his eyes and stared overtly at his mother’s tits.

“It feels good when you watch. You look good, Mom.”

“Walter!” She responded. “What are you talking about?”

Patty was shocked, but she knew what her son was talking about. She knew she was contributing. She had to make her boy stop beating his cock that instant. She quickly reached out to slap his hand away. But Walter pulled his hand back at the same time. The next thing Patty knew, her hand was filled with the hot stiffness of Walter’s cock.

“Ohhh, that feels good, Mom!”

Patty kept her hand wrapped around his cock and squeezed gently. She didn’t know what had come over her. Patty began masturbating her son. Her pussy was now very wet. She could hardly think straight. She felt overwhelmed by an uncontrollable lust.

Walter just lay there baffled, smiling as he submitted to his mother’s hand job. Patty stared openly at his huge prick now, grimacing as she whipped her right hand up and down the cock-shaft.

“Is this what you want me to do to you, Walter? Are you really so horny that you want your Mommy to jack-off your cock?”

“Does it feel good Walter? Do you want more? Do you want Mommy to suck it too? You’d like your own mother to put your cock in her mouth and swallow your hot cum! You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Walter responded by pushing her hand away, swinging around to sit up on the edge of the bed. He looked at his mother, snapped his fingers, and pointed arrogantly at his aching cock.

“Yeah, that would feel so good. That would be cool mom. My cock is so hard! I need to cum. Suck it.”

“You nasty, horny, little boy . . .”

Her words stopped as she filled her son’s request. Dropping to her knees she confronted the huge cock. Patty realized that she could feel her heartbeat stronger in her pussy than she could feel it in her chest.

Patty wrapped her fingers tightly around his throbbing cock, sliding her fist to the root. She stared intently at the rosy, puffy cock knob for several seconds, seeing how the whole fat crown glistened with sticky pre-cum spunk. Patty lowered her head, pressing her lips to his piss hole. Shamefully she thrust out her tongue, eagerly licking the tasty cock juice from the tip of his prick.

“Uhhmmmm! That feels good, Mom!” Walter writhed on the edge of the bed, holding her head with both hands. “Put it in your mouth, Mom! Suck it! Unggh!”

Patty shut her eyes and let her lips slide onto his pulsing fuck organ, slurping in inch after inch of his giant, throbbing cock. She stopped when she’d inhaled a third of it, then let it slip out to the tip, then back down again.

The horny mom sucked his cock passionately, keeping her eyes closed as she nursed contentedly on the aching stiffness of his hard-on. A voice in the back of her mind said she was showing him how awful he’d feel if he let his own mother suck his cock.

“Yes that’s it – this will teach him a lesson.” Patty rationalized.

Patty sucked his tasty cock intensely, shocking herself with her eagerness. She forced her face closer to his hairy crotch base, gagging herself, dying to swallow all of his cock meat. The huge prick responded to her hard, wet sucking by growing even bigger. The cock knob puffed up obscenely, pulsating on the roof of her gullet.

“Uhhmmm,” Patty gurgled. Her lewd, slurping sounds of cock-sucking had become very loud, filling up the bedroom. Feverishly she started bobbing her head up and down, fucking her mouth with her boy’s big prick. Her fingers tightened on the root of his cock. Then she furiously started jacking his prick as she sucked the tip, swirling her tongue around the mushroomed crown, lapping up the salty spunk as it dribbled out of his enormous, aching prick.

“I’m gonna cum!” Walter groaned. “MMMMMM! I can feel it, Mom! It’s really going to be a big one! You suck cock so great, mom. Yes, suck it, suck me!”

The shocking, disgusting compliment was music to her ears. Patty felt her face redden as she frenziedly sucked, rapidly puckering and bellowing her cheeks around the cum- laden stiffness of his cock. Her fist was a blur, gliding up and down his hard-on. She was desperate to nurse a heavy, spurting load out of his cock, to be forced to swallow as fast as she could to gulp down all of her son’s cum.

“Swallow it, Mom! Cumming, cumming, Ahhhhh YES!”

He clutched her head, thrusting his hips off the bed, fucking his cockshaft between her lips. Patty started to gag, but then, at last, her horny cock-sucking efforts were finally rewarded. A tremendous shower of semen blasted out of his swollen cockhead, squirting and splattering down his cum-loving mother’s throat.

“Uummmm!” Patty gurgled.

The cock juice was spewing into her mouth, squirting her tonsils and running down her throat. Passionately, she clung to the enormous, cream-shooting cock, loving the taste of her young son’s seed. Shamelessly, the horny mom continued sucking; jacking and swallowing, not wanting to release her boy’s prick until she’d sucked every droplet of pungent cream from the crown of his cock meat.

After nearly a half-minute, the cum-explosion was over, and the attractive blonde mother had the belly full of cock juice she’d craved. She raised her head from her son’s crotch, dazed and anxiously horny, running her tongue around her mouth to lick up the cream. Patty was breathing hard, and her pussy was so wet that it had completely soaked her panties.

Walter’s prick was still very hard, and throbbing in front of her face. Patty’s pussy spasmed as she suddenly imagined the huge, fat, pussy-pleaser plowing into her cunt-slit.

“Well. I hope you’re happy, Walter,” she panted trying to rationalize what they had done. “You actually got your mother to suck your cock. I suppose now you want to do other dirty things with Mommy too.”

Walter stared inquisitively. Patty rose to her feet, fumbling with her shirt buttons, unable to stop staring at her child’s enormous erection.

“Then I think you’d better take off the rest of your clothes, Walter. We have to get all these disgusting desires out of your system once and for all.”

Walter kicked off his shoes and sliding his pants off the rest of the way. He sat up and watched as his mother striped. Patty felt a flush of pride as she shrugged the shirt off, revealing her enormous tits.

“You like Mommy’s tits, don’t you, Walter?” she asked. Cupping the giant, spongy tits, she squeezed them lewdly. The nipples capping the sexy double D’s were very red, with stiff swollen tips. Patty kicked off her shoes and undid her jeans. Then, naked except for her panties, she joined her son on the bed.

“You can go ahead and suck Mommy’s nipples. I suppose you’ve been thinking about it when you masturbate.”

Walter nodded. He knelt beside his mother, filing his hands with her massive breasts. Hungrily he stroked and squeezed the tremendous tits, rolling them, and fanning his thumbs across the nipples. Patty shuddered as the pleasure of the massage went straight to her cunt.

“You — you can suck them if you like,” she panted.

Walter continued to massage her massive tits.

“Suck my tits now Walter. Suck them NOW!” Patty moaned. “Don’t tease me Walter. Mom likes to be sucked too.”

Walter sprawled on top of her, opening his mouth wide to engulf one straining nipple then the other. Feverishly he started slurping – sucking and puckering his cheeks. Patty whimpered, the need in her pussy growing stronger by the second. She tenderly cradled her loving son’s head, encouraging him to suck Mommy’s tits as much as he liked.

“I suppose you want to touch my pussy too.” She whispered. “Ok Walter. Ok, you can touch my pussy too, if it will help cure you of your masturbation obsession.”

Walter slid his hand down, moving it between her thighs as he sucked her tits.

“Wow, Mom! You’re really soaked!” Walter said looking into her eyes.

Patty blushed. Walter was now fascinated by his mom’s hot, creamy, pussy. He took hold of her panties and pulled them down. Her inner thighs were slick with her oozing pussy oils. Walter spread her thighs apart and stared at the unsatisfied, animated pussy.

“Don’t just look, Walter.” Patty panted as her cuntlips pouted. “Why don’t you just go ahead and slip it in right now? I know that’s what you want to do. Do it Walter. Do it!”

But. Walter went sprawled between her long legs, pushing her thighs apart to give his mouth better access to her cunt-slit. It took Patty a moment to understand that her son was going to eat her pussy. Then she shuddered, biting her lip as she felt the first pressure of his tongue fondling the folds of her cunt.

“Unnnngggh! Oh, Walter! What . . . what are you doing that for, Walter? Ohhh . . . Walter. That’s very good!”

Walter was too busy licking to reply. He obviously loved the taste of his mother’s pussy, loved the way it felt to move his tongue busily up and down her pink, juice-glistening slit. Patty instantly felt aware of how slutty she was behaving. She was horny enough before Walter went down on her. But now Patty was powerfully aroused.

“No, Walter! Yes Walter! If . . . that’s . . . what . . . you . . . want!” Patty moaned. “You….uhhh….you can lick my pussy if it makes you feel better!”

Walter held his mother’s pussy lips open with his fingers, allowing him to thrust his tongue deeper into her wet, fragrant hole. The fuck cream kept running out of her cuntal depths, and her clit was fat and swollen.

“Oh Walter! Patty moaned. “Ohhh my clit Walter. You feel so good.”

Walter moved his tongue higher and began swabbing his mom’s clitoris from side to side. His naked mom squealed, clutching his head with both hands. Patty thrust her hips off the bed, fucking her wet pussy onto his face.

“Yes, Walter,” she cried hoarsely. “Unngggh! Do it Walter, do it! Mommy needs to help you! Unggh! Lick Mommy’s clit, Walter! It’s so good for you! Oh yes, suck it, suck it good, make me cum!”

Walter kept licking and kissing, pausing to rub his face on the dense, blonde curls that covered her lower belly. Now he straightened his fingers, pushing them into the narrow, clinging interior of his mother’s pussy channel. Patty shuddered as her son started jacking off her throbbing cunt, licking directly on her clit at the same time.

“Suck it, Walter! Oh, please!” Patty moaned. “Oh suck it, yes, yes suck me Walter, lick me! Do it Walter, do it!”

Walter took her clit between his lips. He sucked it, slurping as he fingered her cunt. Patty felt the cum welling deep inside of her, making her nipples and asshole tingle as the pre-orgasmic sensations violently pleasured her whole body. Then she was cumming, cumming uncontrollably, while her son sucked her cunt.

“Eat it, Walter! Unnggh! Lick it, lick your mother! Cumming, cuummiinngg!” She cried. “Eat me Walter. Suck it all up!”

Her pussy spasmed and spewed, giving her son a mouthful of pussy juice. Walter kept sucking through the peak of her orgasm. It was nearly a minute before the spasms subsided. By then, Patty had an unmistakable aching deep, deep inside her pussy. She desperately needed a cock pounding.

“Go ahead, Walter. Shove it in.” Patty instructed. “You can fuck me now. I know that’s what you really need Walter.”

Walter slowly mounted his mother, crawling up between her thighs with his giant, dripping cock pulsing over his stomach. Impatiently, Patty grasped his cock-shaft and directed the fat cock-knob into her grateful pussy. She whimpered and bit her lip as she felt the meaty prick stretching her cunt tunnel.

“Ohhhh! Oh, you’ve got a big one, Walter! Uhhhhhh! You’re really going to fuck me, aren’t you? Go ahead. Fucking is the best thing we can do for you. Shove it up Mommy’s pussy, sweetie!”

Walter parted his mom’s cunt even further. Stroking in and out, he fucked deep with every thrust. Patty raised her head to watch the veined cock-shaft fuck her clinging pussy. The sight was violently exciting. She started humping and wiggling her ass, her hot pussy thrusting at Walter’s huge cock.

“That feels so good!” She panted. “Go ahead, Walter. Fuck Mommy’s cunt! I need to help you Walter.”

Walter started stroking harder, making his mother grimace and shudder as he really pounded his immense cock into her tight pussy. With her son buried to the balls, Patty’s pussy was insatiable now, constantly nursing the huge, cunt-probing stiffness of his cock.

“Fuck your mother, Walter!” Patty groaned in a deep throaty voice.

The intensity of her incestuous desires become self-apparent. Patty lifted her legs around Walter and locked her calves his back. Squirming and humping like a bitch in heat, Patty’s pussy further embraced her son’s cock.

“I said fuck me, Walter! Mommy needs to do this Walter! Fuck me, fuck me good! Make Mommy cum Walter!”

Walter pulled out, withdrawing to the head of his bloated, sticky, hard-on. His mother’s puffy pussy lips pouted around his shaft. She shuddered as he came down hard again, spearing every inch of his giant fuck organ into her pussy.

“That’s right, Walter! Fuck Mommy’s cunt as hard as you can!” Patty wrapped her arms around his shoulders, hugging him tight, gasping and squealing as her pussy spasmed uncontrollably around his big cock. “Fuck me, Walter! This will fix you!”

Walter, once more rammed his giant cock into the gooey depths of his mom’s pussy. She quickly felt the second series of spasms release inside her, making her cock-filled fuck hole squeeze tighter around his prick.

“Mommy’s cumming sweetie! Fuck your mother, fuck your mother! Patty cried. Cumming, Walter! I’m cummmiinnnggg!”

Her pussy burst into orgasm, drizzling out cream. The tight pink walls gripped and contracted around her son’s tremendous cock. Feeling the juicy squeeze of his mother’s cunt, Walter stiffened on top of her and shot another load of cum cream out of his prick. Patty felt it spraying and spewing, erupting deep inside her pussy, deluging her womb with a hot, soothing load of jizz.

She flexed her vaginal muscles around the erupting cockshaft, helping her son drain the reservoir in his balls completely into her pussy. But she could already feel her awareness returning now that she’d succumbed to her temporary craving. This would be the first time, she thought, and also the last.

Chapter Two: Finding a Cure

Patty refused to fuck her son again that day, as often as he pestered her for another chance to slide his always-hard cock into her pussy. Refusing him wasn’t easy. She spent most of the evening locked in her room, finger fucking herself and feverishly rubbing her wet pussy. The feelings of the pleasure she’d experienced with her son’s huge prick sparked sexual fantasies.

The next morning, Walter came to the breakfast table completely naked with an enormous hard-on drizzled in cum juice. He made a valiant effort to fuck his mother again, squeezing and fondling her body as she served him breakfast, making her look at his magnificent cock. Again, Patty turned him down. But not wanting Walter to feel bad, Patty did provide a blowjob. This quickly became a pattern.

She spent the next hour finger fucking herself. She knew it was worth the effort. Her torrid fuck and suck session the day before had been a one-time episode that could never be repeated. What kind of mother opens her pussy for her very own boy even if it was to help him?

Early that afternoon, Patty dressed and went shopping. The first thing she heard when she let herself back into the house was the frantic moaning and screaming upstairs. Patty just stood there unable to believe her ears. Then she remembered what her son had said the day before. He’d decided to keep his promise. He’d brought home some young girl. The sex noise was alluring, stirring emotions and urges within her. Instantly her pussy grew wet. I hot and sticky sensation filled her panties.

“Oh god Walter!” Patty listened to the girl moan. The girl was obviously in the grip of ecstasy. She sounded very young. “Uuuhhhhh! Yes! Oh, fuck me with that big cock, fuck me! I’m gonna cum, honey!”

Patty put the groceries on the kitchen counter. She was trembling. She went upstairs, her mind filed with images of her son slamming his huge prick into some little slut’s gooey cunt hole.

The voices grew louder. Her son’s bedroom door was open. Patty told herself not to look. But it was putting her over the edge. Patty couldn’t help herself. She stood in the open door, staring in.

The girl was young, blonde, with a very tight, slinky body. She was on top of Walter, who lay on his back, smiling up at her, his hands folded behind his head. The girl had a very quick, nimble ass, and she was now gyrating it in a frenzy, frantically pistoning her wet little pussy up and down Walter’s cock.

“Gonna cum,” the girl panted. She clutched Walter’s shoulders, shuddering as she slammed her little fuck hole onto the base of his prick. “Fuck me, Walter. Love your cock, Walter! Fuck me, fuck me….”

“Get off of him,” Patty hissed.

“Oh, shit!” the girl said. “Who’s that?”

“It’s my mom!” Walter explained – interrupting her orgasm.

The girl struggled to get off Walter’s hard cock. With an obscene popping sound, her juices shot out as she lifted her cunt off of Walter’s erection. Cum drizzled over Walter as the young girl jumped for the floor. Patty advanced on her menacingly. Seconds later, the anonymous little slut was gone, having set a record in wiggling into her clothes and dashing down the stairs.

Patty stood at the foot of the bed, breathing hard, staring at her son’s enormous cock.

“What was that about?” She asked.

“That’s what I was going to say,” Walter shrugged, with a grin. “I told you I might bring a girl over, Mom. You even said I should, right?”

“You’re disgusting,” Patty hissed. “A girl that age . . . fucking her like that right in your room. With the door wide open. Can’t you ever think about anything but your cock?”

“No, not when it is this hard. She didn’t finish me off mom. Can you help me out again? Please. I’d rather have you than her anyway – any day.”

“Really?” Patty questioned. “You prefer me over that petite hard body?”

“Come on, Mom.” Walter said. “I love the way your body looks. And it feels incredible.”

He got off the bed, naked, his enormous fuck organ wagging invitingly before him as he advanced on his mother. Patty froze. She knew she should leave. But watching Walter’s gigantic cock boring into the young girl’s pussy stirred feelings deep inside her. Her cunt was aching again, oozing juices into her panties. Patty needed a good fucking.

Walter took her hand and led her to the bed. They both knew what was going to happen. He put her on her back, letting his mother lie there as he stripped off her clothes. Her large, stiff-nippled tits wobbled tantalizingly as he pulled off her bra. Walter paused to nurse on his mother’s tits, slurping her red nipples deeply between his lips.

Off came her shoes, her skirt, her wet, cunt juice-smelling bikini panties. Then his fuck-hungry mom was completely naked. Walter joined her on the bed, crawling up between her legs.

“Walter. You don’t really want to fuck again, do you?” Patty asked in a suggestive way. “Do you think this will help you?”

“Yes mom. I need this. I would have cum in Julie by now if you wouldn’t have walked in on us! I need to fuck. Mom, you look so hot. You are hotter than all the girls at school.”

“Oh, Walter….”

Patty raised her knees high over her shoulders, spreading them, completely opening her wet, curly-haired pussy hole for the invasion of his bulbous cock-head. Walter grinned, mounting his mother. He fit the spongy tip of his prick between the pouting lips of her cunt.

“Man, I’ve really got a hot load now,” he panted. “I was just about to shoot when you walked in. I’m gonna cum so fucking hard!”

Patty didn’t answer. She was too busy looking down, excitedly watching her son’s cock-lance slipping into her pussy. The stiff prick stretched her starving cunt, making the walls clasp and grip exquisitely around the thickness of his cock.

For nearly a full day she’d fantasized about this. Now her son’s cock was deep inside her again. Patty wiggled and humped with pure enjoyment . . . fucking her hot pussy on the stiffness of Walter’s cock.

“It feels so good to help,” she panted. “It’s time to fuck Mommy again, sweetie. Unnggh! Fuck your mother, fuck your mother’s cunt!”

She raised her long legs up higher, draping her ankles over his shoulders, completely opening her wet pussy hole for the skewering shaft of his cock. Her young hung son started fucking. He braced his knees on the bed, looming over his mom, supporting his weight on straight arms. Rhythmically he fucked her.

“Uhhh . . . Uhhhh . . . Uhhhh!” Patty gasped. She humped to meet his strokes, her enormous tits bouncing and shivering, undulating every time her son rocked her with a thrust. “Unnngh! Oh Walter, you are so big, so hard! You’re so bad! Give Mommy a good fucking now! Harder, sweetie, hard! Fuck Mommy’s cunt!”

Walter moaned, experiencing the luscious tightness of his mother’s pussy. It seemed impossible that her cunt sucked his cock more sweetly than the high school girl he’d been fucking minutes before.

Now his cock was all the way inside her syrupy fuck channel, buried to the balls. Patty was enthralled by the size of his cock. Her horny son worked his ass rapidly on top of her, spearing deeply into the depths of her pussy.

“Do you like the way I fuck you, Mom?” he panted. “Do you want me to fuck you harder, Mom? You are so tight! Your tits are so big. Do you like the way I fuck your cunt?”

“Yes, baby,” Patty squealed. The dirty talk triggered more desires. She started bucking her hips in a frenzy, eager for more of the wonderfully big cock. “Fuck your mother, baby. Mommy’s cunt’s so juicy! Unngggh! Oh, baby, Mommy needs to cum!”

Walter sprawled flat on his naked mother, crushing her giant tits under his chest. Then he started fucking her pussy faster. Patty humped and shuddered beneath him, grimacing and twisting her head from side to side, overwhelmed by ecstasy.

“Mommy’s cumming!” Patty screamed. “Uhhh Uhhh Uhhh! I’m cumming!”

Her pussy contracted violently in orgasm, spewing juice over Walter’s hammering cock, sucking the aching stiffness of his huge, pounding prick. Walter relentlessly drilled his organ into her pussy hole.

Her orgasm lasted for nearly a minute. When it was over, Walter continued ramming his cock into her. He hadn’t cum yet, which Patty realized, that she could suck the hot cum out of his cock instead.

“Gotta cum,” Walter grunted.

“I know. I . . . I want to suck it now. Please, Walter. Mommy wants to suck you so bad.”

Walter stopped humping, pausing to smile down at his mom. Then he slid his throbbing prick out of her pussy and rose from the bed. He stood up, his cock pulsing as he waited for his mom to get on her knees in front of him. Patty did it. She knelt in front of her son, looking up at him, popped his cock into her mouth, and started sucking to extract a load of spunk.

“You are so good at that Mom. You suck cock so good . . . ”

Patty stared hungrily at the huge cock throbbing in front of her face. She gripped it in her fist, sliding her hand down to the base to hold his cock in position. She pressed her lips over the cock-knob, and sucked it into her mouth.

It tasted of the two creamy pussies her son had fucked in a row. Contentedly Patty gurgled as she nursed on the big prick, thrusting her tongue into the cum hole to lap up the oozing jizz. Knowing she was tasting the teenage girl’s juices on her son’s cock fueled her passion. The cock knob was very fat and puffy and cum cream oozed everywhere. Patty’s desires soared knowing her mouth would soon be filled with more cream.

“Man, you like putting cock in your mouth, don’t you, Mom?”

Patty didn’t answer. She was too busy sucking cock. Loudly and wetly she slurped on the tasty prick, hearing her own gurgling, smacking sounds of cock-sucking pleasure fill the bedroom. The prick grew even harder, beating on the roof of her mouth. Patty thrust her left hand between her thighs, beginning to rub her wet pussy. Shamelessly she fingered her clit and sucked hard cock at the same time.

Her mouth was stretched to bursting, contorted obscenely as she struggled to accommodate the size of her young son’s cock. Patty bobbed her head, her blonde hair bouncing on her shoulders, urgently fucking her mouth with his cock. She tightened her fingers around the base of his cock, and then she started beating his prick meat much harder than before, urgently whipping her right hand up and down the pulsing stalk of his prick.

“Gonna shoot it,” Walter gasped.

He clutched her head with both hands, lunging forward, cramming his cock between her lips.

“Suck it, Mom, suck it good! Unngh! You’re a great cocksucker, Mom! Oh, fuck . . . cumming! . . . cumming now!”

The giant prick started spewing, spraying rich gobs of fresh cum juice down her cock-loving throat. Patty nursed feverishly on her son’s giant cock, loving the taste of his cream. Again and again, the sappy white stuff sprayed out of his cock tip, spurting on her tonsils, running down her throat. Patty clung shamelessly to the huge, squirting cock, jacking and sucking it.

At last the sticky white cock juice stopped blasting out of his hard-on. Patty popped the big, wet cock out of her mouth and panted as she stared intently at the flared cock-head. She felt completely trapped now, unable to suppress her craving for her son.

“You’re….you’re a dirty boy, Walter,” Patty panted, still jacking his fuck pole slow and hard. “You’re a dirty boy fucking your mother like this. Don’t you feel dirty for letting Mommy suck your cock?”

“No.” Walter said. “You are fixing my problem.”

She had to do something about Walter. Patty paced her bedroom several hours later, trying to ignore the wet ache in her pussy, wondering what she could do to end her shocking, incestuous relationship with her son. Patty knew that she would keep giving in to Walter when he wanted sex – and that could be several times a day. She also had to consider her own sex-drive.

Then the answer hit Patty. She’d make him see a counselor. Yes, that was right. A counselor could help him deal with his uncontrollable sex drive. And that is exactly how she’d describe it. Patty went to her dresser, finding her address book, business cards, and miscellaneous scraps of paper. There was the card that rang a bell, Margaret Kelly. She was a therapist and school physiologist of some sort. Margaret Kelly often worked with young people and was referred by Walter’s school. Patty heard that Margaret was a mother too, with a teenage son of her own. Having a record of school referrals was as much endorsement as Patty needed. She’d make sure that Walter saw Margaret Kelly as soon as possible to discuss his desire to have sex with his mother.

After all, Patty was the victim here and Walter clearly needed help. She was sure her desire was to support Walter and he had clearly misinterpreted the situation and took full advantage of his mother’s warm heart. She’d ask Margret to look into Walter’s chronic masturbation and incestuous wishes to see if she could put an end to it all.

Chapter Three: Therapy

“How long have you fantasized about a sexual relationship with your mother, Walter?” Margaret Kelly asked after a few minutes of casual conversation.

“Mom told you?” Walter raised his eyebrows. “That I fantasized about it?”

“Yes Walter. That’s why you are here.” Margret explained. “Is there something more I should know?”

Walter hesitated. “No. No, I fantasize about it.” He grinned. “I fantasize a lot. I fantasize until I can taste it.”

Margaret squirmed on the chair across from his, tapping the pencil tip meditatively on the note pad. She remembered the call she’d received that morning, and the frantic tone of Patty Anderson’s voice as she’d begged Margaret to accept a counseling appointment with Walter that afternoon.

Walter was sullen when he arrived at her home-office just a few minutes before. Margaret now considered the smirky tone of his voice and wondered if he had, in fact, already had some kind of physical contact with his mother. That would explain why Patty was so frantic to get the appointment.

“I might be missing the point, Walter,” Margaret said. “When your mother called me this morning, she told me that the problem has become serious. She said that you’ve frankly confessed a sexual interest in her, and that you’ve even tried to initiate a sexual relationship with her. Now, I get the impression that this has progressed farther than your mother indicated. Is that true?”

“Whatever she said.” Walter shrugged looking at the floor.

Margret paused then decided to get directly to the point. “Do you have sex with your mother, Walter?”

Walter just stared at her. Margaret moved her chair closer.

“Mother-son incestuous contact is far more prevalent than most people think. The penis of a boy your age can grow stiff many times each day with little provocation. It’s normal Walter. Boys your age can be sexually aggressive, and it’s natural for them to initiate physical contact with females, especially their mothers. I want to assure you, Walter, that any admission you make to me won’t leave this room. Now tell me the truth. You have had sex with your mother, haven’t you?”

Walter hesitated only a moment longer. Then he smiled.

“Yeah . . . I have.”

“Who initiated this sexual contact?” Margaret asked, as she felt a surge of sexual energy.

“I did. But she didn’t mind doing it.”

“Would you say that you have a very high sex drive, Walter?”

Margaret picked up the pencil and pretended to take notes.

“Yup, that’s me. Very high.”

“Do you masturbate a lot?” She watched as he nodded. “How many times a day do you masturbate? Just on an average day?”

“Five or six.”

“That’s a great deal, Walter, but not unusual for a male your age. Do you always produce a great deal of semen when you ejaculate? Or do you sometimes just shoot out a small amount?”

“Always a lot.”

Margaret stared at the boy’s crotch, realizing that the talk, which he was interpreting as “dirty”, had given him an attractive bulge from an obvious hard-on.

“I can’t help noticing that your penis is getting stiff right now, Walter. Does that happen frequently?”

“Yes.”

“Does this happen without warning or do you need some kind of stimulation? Margret asked.

“Usually just by itself. It just gets hard.” Walter said. “It get hard fast when a good looking girl is around too.”

Does it feel good when your cock gets big and stiff?”

“Yeah.”

Margaret put down her notebook.

“Walter, I’m going to ask you to do something now. This will help me understand your physiological reaction. I’d like you to take down your pants and show your hard penis to me. To learn what can be causing this, it is important to inspect your penis. There might be something that we should be concerned with.”

Walter stood up leering at the busty brunette, paused, but opened his belt, and pulled down his zipper in bewilderment. He slipped off his shoes then let his pants drop to his ankles, stepping out of them, he was now naked from the waist down except for his socks.

“Oh, Walter. That is so interesting. Why, it’s just incredible!”

His cock stood out of his pubic fur like a baseball bat, long and thick, bucking and throbbing uncontrollably up and down.

“I’d better take a closer look, Walter.”

Margaret stood up, then knelt before her young client. She suppressed a groan as she stared at the mammoth prick pulsing in front of her face. Margaret pinched his firm cock head, running her fingers all over his cock meat. The prick bucked and pulsed inches from her face.

“It looks perfectly healthy,” She said anxiously. “Does it feel good when I touch your hard cock like that?”

“Yeah.”

Margaret softly grasped the root of his huge, throbbing prick. Sliding her hand up and down his shaft, she gently blew across the tip of his cock. She stared at the flared knob, watching the piss hole open up to ooz out little droplets of cream. “Precum”, She thought to herself.

“How about this? Does this feel better, Walter? Is this how you touch your prick when you relieve yourself?”

“I think it would feel better if it was wetter, Mrs. Kelly.”

“That might be therapeutic too, Walter. It would be invaluable to see your reaction.”

By now a great deal of sticky, milky cock juice had dribbled out of Walter’s cock head. Margaret pressed her palm on the cock knob, coating it with his own pre-cum spunk. She slid her fist to the root of his prick, holding it in position.

“There Walter. Is that better?”

“YES! Mrs. Kelly.” Walter panted.

Then, with a little smacking sound, Margret pressed her lips to the tip of his cock and let her saliva drool over his cock-head.

“Do you think this is helping?” She asked. ” I’m learning a lot about your condition Walter.”

“Yeah that feels way-better Mrs. Kelly.”

Margaret’s husband had divorced her three years ago. She always had a special appetite for sucking her husband’s jizz. The glue that had held their marriage together had been her fondness for frequent cock-sucking – always taking him to completion -swallowing it all. Margaret was forty-one now, but still rather petite with rich brown hair and a girlish body highlighted by full, very round, eye-catching breasts. Margaret had married when she was young, birthing one child, Henry, who was now in high school.

Both the School Board and the local PTA recognized Margaret as a talented counselor gifted in helping troubled boys solve their problems. Her success rate was impressive. It was the reason she became a counselor; to help troubled teens and work her special brand of therapy. Margret was a problem-solver.

A boy’s cock, Margaret observed, stiffened much more rapidly than that of his older counterparts, and invariably (in her experience) would spray much more of the hot, cum juice. She hypothesized that this juice that was the cause of their troubles. Boys were always ready to cum and then cum again . . . truly an indication of a “problem”. Margret observed that it was rare for a boy to act up at home or school if he was getting the cum released from his cock on a daily basis. She felt, as she interpreted Sigmund Freud, that the cure for troubled young males, was a healthy dose of sexual contact. Oral for sure and intercourse, in severe cases, as needed. She had surmised that boys with the largest cocks were also the most troubled. Margret knew it took multiple sessions over months, but she felt it was worth it. Her research proved that large erections required a great deal of therapy. The bulge in Walter’s pants indicated that he was a good candidate.

His cock smelled very good to Margret, and so did the pre-cum ooze. Margaret could already picture herself eagerly gulping down a heavy cum blast as Walter gyrated in her mouth. She shut her eyes, concentrating on the taste and sensations of cock-sucking. Gradually she let her lips part, slurping an inch of his huge, throbbing prick.

Walter looked down, excited by the spectacle of the brunette inhaling his big prick. Margaret stopped when her lips were stretched to the bursting point around the thickness of his cock-head. She sucked harder, knowing how much this teenage boy needed a hard, wet cock-sucking. Walter shuddered with pleasure.

“Hard,” he panted. “Suck it hard!”

Margaret pictured Walter’s mother on her knees, hungrily slurping the tasty stiffness of her own son’s prick. She would have to make a point of asking Walter for the details of his contact with his mother.

Then, Margaret again found herself thinking of her own son, Henry. It was her most kinky fantasy, and one that violently aroused her as she considered it now. Margaret’s cheeks flushed brightly as she slurped on Walter’s cock, determined to therapeutically milk a big load of cum juice out of his prick.

“Harder,” Walter panted. “You are excellent Mrs. Kelly. Suck it!”

Margaret masturbated his cock as she sucked, whipping her strong right hand tirelessly up and down his huge, aching cock meat. Her cock-sucking sounds grew progressively louder as she eagerly sucked his big, blood-laden cock. Hot, milky pre-cum dribbled onto her tongue. Margaret lapped it up, sucking and slurping, her body burning as she imagined herself gulping down a really rich load of jizz and easing the trouble for this confused boy.

After a minute of steady, wet sucking, Walter squirmed. Wincing and pulling her hair, he quickly approached spraying her mouth with spunk.

Margaret alternated rapidly between puffing her cheeks up and caving them in, hungrily sucking his cock. Her fist blurred as it whipped up and down his cock, wildly jacking Walter’s fuck organ into her mouth.

Now the prick throbbed violently on the roof of her mouth, ready to burst.

“I’m cumming!” Walter gasped suddenly. “Suck my cock, Mrs. Kelly, suck my stiff fucking cock! Oh fuck, cuummiiinnnggg!”

An incredible geyser of cum juice blasted out of his piss-slit, filling her cream-loving mouth. The first burst was followed by spurt after spurt of hot, tasty cum.

Margaret whimpered, flaring her nostrils to breathe around the thickness of Walter’s erupting prick. The cock juice kept spraying out of his cock head, shooting onto her tonsils, filling her stomach with cream. Margaret clung ecstatically to the disgorging prick, slurping and gulping, determined to nurse every drop of cum out of Walter’s balls.

At last his orgasm subsided. Margaret took the big, wet prick out of her mouth and stared at it intently. It was still stiff. How beneficial would be to allow this troubled lad who’d fucked his own mother to ram her pussy too.

“Well. That was a great start, Walter,” Margaret said huskily. “You certainly were correct in saying that you produce a high volume of semen when you orgasm. I can’t help noticing that your cock is still extremely stiff. Do you often need to cum twice in a row to relieve the painful stiffness?”

“Yeah,” Walter sighed. “Sometimes even more than that.”

“Then let’s try another exercise, Walter. I am going to take off my clothes and we will copulate here on the office floor. I want you to think about your mother when you’re doing it. Does that sound like something you could do?”

“Yeah.”

“All right, Walter. Let me just take off my clothes. I’m sure we are going to learn a lot. ”

The therapist rose to her feet, never taking her eyes off of Walter’s enormous erection. Quickly she stripped naked, anticipating the effect her body would have on Walter’s cock.

Walter groaned, staring at her, his prick pulsing harder than ever. Margaret was proud of her body. She was lean and athletic, except for her tits, which were big, but very firm. Margret enjoyed doing her personal errands in a tight t-shirt – sometimes without a bra, letting men watch as her sumptuous tits quivered and bounced as she moved.

Walter was ogling her tits now. Margaret stretched out on the floor, wiggling her tight little ass into a good humping position on the carpet. She continued to stare hungrily at the lad’s immense prick as she spread her thighs high and wide in the interest of science.

“Go ahead, Walter. Get on top of me. I want you to act out the fantasies you have about your mother. Now I want you to place your erection inside me. You should call me Mom or Mommy.”

Walter dropped to his knees, his mammoth fuck pole jerking and twitching over her belly. He held his prick in hand, then pushed the hard cock tip into her tight, wet pussy. Margaret looked down, eagerly watching the fat, blue-veined fuck pole disappearing into her cunt.

“Is mommy tight enough for you, Henry? Do you like fucking my pussy? Does it feel good sweetie?”

“Ohh yes,” Walter said. But who’s Henry?” He hovered on straight arms above her, his knees spread between her legs, his ass cheeks flexing as he fucked his long, achy cock-shaft deeper into her pussy. The giant prick was really stretching her now. Margaret gasped with pleasure, feeling the battering ram hard-on plowing relentlessly into her.

Margret ignored the question about Henry. A Freudian slip. She started wiggling and humping at the same time, helping her young client bury his cock completely in her clasping cuntslit.

“It feels so good, Walter! Unnggh! Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck your mother, sweetie. Talk to me Walter – tell me what mommy likes.”

Walter sprawled on top of her, crushing her tits under his chest. His hand came down, clawing the sides of her ass cheeks. Then he fucked fast and hard, banging her blushing little ass onto the floor, drilling her tight pussy with long, skewering strokes of his blood-laden cock.

“Is this how you fuck your mother, Walter? Unhggh! Ohhh, my pussy’s so wet! Fuck me harder now! You feel so good Walter!”

“Where does your mom put her legs when you fuck her Walter?” Margret asked. “Does she open wide? Wrap them around you? Put them on your shoulders? Does she get on her hands and knees Walter?”

“Shoulders . . . Ahhhh!” Walter grunted.

She raised her legs as high as she could, draping her ankles over his shoulders, completely opening her gooey fuck hole for the womb-pounding thrusts of his cock. Walter grimaced as he loomed over her, experiencing the delicious, spasming tightness of her pussy. Faster and faster he rammed his cock into her, reaming her cunt with every stroke.

“You like fucking, don’t you, Walter? Unghh! That’s why you fucked your mother, isn’t it? You just wanted a nice, tight pussy to fuck. Isn’t that right?”

Walter just kept on grunting and humping, banging his stiff prick into her pussy. Margaret humped and wiggled to meet his strokes, shuddering every time the stiff cock reached the innermost depths of her cunt.

“Do you like having a horny mother, Walter? Does she like the way you fuck? It’s nice having a mom who’s willing to fuck you, isn’t?”

Margaret flexed her pussy muscles, making her narrow fucking channel grip and milk the lad’s pounding cock. By now Walter was fucking as hard as he could. He panted hoarsely on her neck, violently aroused by her tight pussy and the obscene things she said about his mother.

“Uhhhhh! My pussy’s so wet now, Walter! Uhhhh! Fuck my cunt hole, fuck it super hard! Your cock is so big!”

“Ohh Mom! Fuck Mom . . . Mrs. Kelly.” Walter moaned. “You are so good. Uhhhhh . . . Uhhhhh . . . .Uhhhh!”

“That’s it baby. Tell Mommy what you like. Fuck your Mommy sweetie!”

Walter fucked harder still, ramming his hips down, pounding his gigantic prick into the gushing sheath of her pussy. Margaret humped frantically to meet his strokes, her tits jiggling under his chest. When her pussy began to suck and throb, and she knew she was on the verge of an extreme orgasm.

It was time to stop teasing Walter about his mother, and concentrate on the sex, the orgasms, the cum – the hot sticky shooting cum. Margaret could feel her pussy gripping and flexing uncontrollably now.

“Fuck my pussy, fuck my hot little pussy!” she squealed. “I’m cumming, Walter! Cuuummmiiinnngggg!”

The cum was long and hard, pounding through her naked body, making her cock-stuffed fuck hole ripple lusciously around the probing length of Walter’s prick. Walter kept fucking, his meaty cockshaft growing to total stiffness inside her. Then he rammed his big cock deep, holding it there, his head arched back with his eyes closed tightly. Margaret knew he was cumming too. The warmth began to fill her.

“Ohhh, mom!”

The second load of white, sticky cock-juice sprayed out, streaming torrentially into her cunt. Margaret shuddered with pleasure as she felt it blasting into her pussy, anointing the inflamed walls of her cunt hole with a soothing tide of jizz.

“That’s a good boy, Walter. Shoot it all out.”

She humped, wiggled and flexed her fucking muscles, contracting her pussy around his jism-squirting cock, helping the hung lad shoot out every drop. A few more jets of hot, white cum filled her and oozed out her cock-filled hole.

At last the cum was over. Walter groaned and flopped off of her body, his cock pulling out of her pussy with a soft, popping sound. Margaret’s cunt felt very wet and swollen, with a big puddle leaking out of her hairy slit onto the carpet.

“Walter, hasn’t your mother taught you to clean up the messes you make?” She asked.

Walter stared at her. Margaret spread her thighs again, giving him a mouthwatering spread-beaver view of her pussy. She dipped her finger into her swollen, cum-dripping hole, darting it salaciously in and out.

“It’s all hot and creamy,” she panted. “I want you to clean it up for me, right now. I can’t put on my panties when there’s so much cock-juice in my pussy. Give my pussy a good cleaning . . . with your tongue sweetie. Clear?”

Walter still stared at her, shocked and excited that a woman who seemed so formal at first glance could talk like this.

“Walter,” Margret said. “This is how you get better. This is a cure for your problems. Now be a good boy.”

Walter smiled and stretched out on his stomach between her legs. Margaret stared at him eagerly, watching as he pressed his mouth to her throbbing pussy. Then Walter started licking and lapping, sluicing his tongue up and down between the swollen folds of her pussy, licking up his own cum.

“That’s a good boy, Walter. Uhmmmm! You’re like eating pussy, don’t you? I’ll bet your mommy likes it when you suck her pussy too.”

Walter was too busy licking and sucking to reply. He thrust his tongue deep inside her pouty-lipped hole, shamelessly sucking his own cock juice out of the depths of her cuntal sheath. Margaret held his head and worked her ass slowly, fucking her throbbing pussy on his face.

“I think your only problem is that you’re too horny, Walter. I know exactly how to help you with your problem. I am sure your mother enjoys you no matter what she said, but we need to make some changes. Whenever your cock gets hard, you will visit me instead of your mother. That is my pre***********ion for you Walter. Can you do that?”

Walter nodded, busily licking and lapping, sucking the cum off her pussy until the horny little fuck hole gleamed only with cunt oils and spit. He moved his mouth higher, beginning to suck directly on her clit. Unable to talk any more, Margaret whimpered, holding his head, keeping the tongue and lip action where she wanted it. But, as much as Walter delighted her, her mind was drifting off to thoughts of her own son, Henry.