Two Mothers (Part 2) by maryme

Chapter Four: Henry

“Mom! I don’t have any clothes on!” Henry protested.

“That’s all right, Henry. I want to have a little talk with you.” Margret said.

It was late at night. The previous day’s counseling session with Walter had ignited Margret’s carnal curiosity. Margaret had deliberately entered her son’s room without knocking, hoping to catch him in the nude. She almost succeeded. Henry had just come out of the shower, but he was still holding the towel, and he automatically covered his crotch with it when the door opened. He now sat bashfully on the edge of the bed, looking expectantly at his mom.

Margaret stepped into the pool of light cast by the lamp on his nightstand. She’d dressed carefully for the occasion, in a crotch- length negligee that clearly revealed her spectacular body through the translucent fabric. Henry’s eyes eagerly focused on his Mom’s swaying tits. It was having the effect Margaret had desired.

“That….that looks good on you, Mom,” Henry said, blushing. He was short and slightly built, with a cherubic face that made him look even younger than he was. “I don’t remember seeing you wear that before.”

“Thank you, Henry. I’m glad you noticed. I’ve had it for a while. I just haven’t worn it. I am sorry if I startled you. Do you mind if I just stay and talk to you for a minute?”

“OK, sure.” Henry said trying not to stare in an obvious manner.

Margaret sat beside her son on the bed, trying not to look at his crotch. “You know, you’re getting to be a very handsome young man, Henry. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a really honest discussion with you about growing up. Things change Henry and you are soon going to be a young man. Deep down inside, I suppose I still think of you as my little boy.”

“That’s okay Mom,” Henry shrugged. “I get it.”

“Henry, let me ask you a personal question. First you should know that I know everything changes as a boy gets older. Boys start to get urges. So my question is; do you think about sex these days? Are you starting to get sexual urges? Remember I it’s normal.”

Margaret shifted sideways on the bed, nestling into the mattress, her tits jiggling under the sheer negligee. Henry blushed and looked away.

“Well, yeah. I guess I do sometimes.”

“I’m sure it’s been quite awhile since you reached puberty, Henry. But I’ve never really had an open sexual discussion with you. It is ironic that I discuss these things with clients your age all the time . . . .” Margaret hesitated. “But Henry, I’ve never had one with you. I can tell you are honest about your urges, but have you acted on any of those urges? Are you still a virgin?”

“Jeez, Mom.” Henry whined. “Do we have to talk? I really don’t want to talk about it.”

“Henry, it is time that we had this talk and the only rule is that we are honest with each other . . . . honest even if it is uncomfortable to talk about it. You have to know that it is uncomfortable for everyone to talk like this. Even for me. But I want you to try Henry.”

Henry shrugged. “Okay then. Yeah, I am a virgin.”

“Have you had any girlfriends yet? You never mention them if you do.”

“Kind of, but not really.”

“What does ‘kind of’ mean?” Margret asked curiously. “You have to tell me everything.”

“Well I like some of the girls. And they look really good. But I haven’t done anything with them.”

“Do you have fantasies about these girls and dating them?” She asked. “Henry, you need to be honest.”

“Yes I think about things I could do with them.”

“You probably wish you weren’t a virgin, Henry. Is that right?” Margaret squirmed closer to him, resting a maternal hand on his thigh.

“I guess.” Henry mumbled reluctantly.

“And do you ever masturbate when you have these fantasies? Remember I council teenage boys every day and it is normal. ”

As Henry’s blush grew brighter, Margaret could see something growing under the towel.

“Yes.” Henry said with his head hanging down.

“All boys do this every day. All the boys I council at school masturbate. Some do this several times a day. There is nothing to be ashamed of Henry. Is that what you do? You can tell me. It’s okay.”

“Yeah sometimes.”

“It must be very frustrating, Henry. On one hand, a boy your age is equipped with a penis that stiffens easily at the slightest provocation. You have all that juice building up inside that needs an outlet. What you want, what you need, is a warm female body to make you feel good. If you can’t have the real thing, boys turn to fantasies and masturbation. It is totally normal.

“Really?”

“Yes really. Mom would not lie to you sweetie.” Margret reassured him. Her hand still softly caressing his thigh.

“Do you worry about what you would do if you had one of these girls all alone with you?”

“Yes Mom. I don’t know what to do. I don’t even know how to ask a girl for a date. I do want to be with girls, but I get scarred when I just try to talk to them.”

“Henry, as you get older, your body craves girls. It is very intense and sometimes you can’t find the words when you are so stimulated by these girls. You might be too aroused to even think straight.” Margret explained. “You need a release in order to relax.”

“What’s a release?”

“That gets us back to masturbation. That is a release. But in some cases that is not enough by itself.” She continued. “Some boys have so many juices flowing that they need to do even more to release that sexual energy.”

“What kind of juices?”

Margret had to laugh inside at that question. “Sweetie, I mean the chemistry inside your body. The hormones that produce your erection. And, the semen that will discharge from your erection.”

“Have you ever seen a girl naked, Henry?” Margret asked her son. “I don’t mean just pictures. Did you ever have a live naked female to look at?”

“No.” Henry answered. “Do cousins count?”

“Yes Henry, they certainly do. You are you talking about . . . who?”

“When cousin Sara visited last summer she liked to take her clothes off and walk around naked. But only when you weren’t around. She acted like it was nothing at all.”

“Well she is young Henry, but you never know when your juices are going to get to you. It does the same thing to girls. We sometimes do funny things when hormones turn us on.”

“She kept asking to play doctor and I wanted to play basketball.”

Margret had to contain her laughter again. “But did you like seeing her naked?”

“Yah. It made feel kind of funny. My thing would start to get stiff. I’d just leave and come back when you were home.”

“So she did have an effect on you.” Margret replied. “That is good Henry. That is a perfect response to seeing a young girl naked. My guess is that she wanted to see you naked too. She was showing off first.”

Henry sat quietly thinking about it all.

“Remember that these hormones affect boys and girls at all ages – all the time. ” Margret explained. “Sometimes there are big age differences, but the juices are still flowing Henry.”

“Sara got my juices going mom.” Henry said. “And you think she was having the same feelings?”

“It is very frustrating to have all those juices flowing and not having a release.” Margaret smiled, stroking his thigh. “Henry would you do Mommy a special favor?”

“What?”

“Would you take the towel out of the way, so Mommy can take a look at your penis?”

“Jeez, Mom!”

“I just want to examine how it has developed, Henry. I can’t help you if you don’t help me sweetie. I’m very willing to teach you new things, sweetie. It’s part of my duty to you as your mother. Don’t be shy, Henry. Please take the towel away.”

Henry stared at his mother for several seconds, then shrugged and took off the towel. Margaret shuddered as she immediately felt her pussy grow very warm and wet. Her son’s cock was semi-hard. Even at that, she could tell it was large like his father’s.

“Wow, Henry. That’s very impressive!” Margret commented as she watched Henry’s cock grow even fatter and longer. “See, we already know you are well above average.”

Margaret slid off the bed, kneeling in front of her naked son. She spread his knees to inspect his cock more closely. Tenderly she cradled the rubbery, half-swollen cock on her fingers, pinching the cock tip lightly. Henry’s prick began to stiffen in rapid jerks. Suddenly it was fully erect, standing straight out, pulsing in front of her face.

“Goodness Henry, it must be nine or ten inches. Your penis responds normally – faster than most. Does it feel good now that it is stiff?”

“I . . . I guess. Well, yes it does. But Mom, it feels funny to be like this in front of you. Can you go now?”

“You don’t need to feel embarrassed, Henry. I’m your mother and I’ve helped you all your life. You have a beautiful cock Henry. There is nothing to be ashamed of.”

Margaret wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, staring at his fat pulsing cockhead as she stroked his cock slow and gentle. She wanted to explore him. The piss hole opened up, emitted pearly droplets of pre-cum.

“Your cock’s juices are flowing Henry. I think you’ve got an awful lot of semen stored up in your testicles?” Margret said as she took her free hand and fondled his balls.

“I guess.”

“It must hurt to be so hard with your balls swollen with a load of cum. You have to climax to feel better and let your mind and body relax.” Margret explained. “That is why you need to relieve yourself often sweetie.”

“Yah Mom. That’s how it feels. It is so hard it hurts.”

Margaret tightened her fingers around his cock base. Then she started fisting his meaty prick organ faster, Staring at the tip of his cock-head, she watched the cum juice dribble out as she stroked his shaft.

“Is this how you masturbate, Henry? Is Mommy’s hand making you feel any better?” She asked.

“Oh, Mom! Yes, that’s it! That feels better.”

“This is called a hand-job.” She said. “This would be a good way to start to explore sex with a girlfriend. Do you like the way I’m doing this Henry?”

“Ohhh yes Mom. That . . . feels . . . real . . . good.”

“I had a very unusual counseling case today, Henry. The boy’s name is Walter. He also has a huge build up of semen and hormones inside him. He’s perfectly normal in all respects and it happens that he enjoys sex with his mother. From what I learned, his mother enjoys it too. I’m not sure how I should counsel him, sweetie. I think it is nice for a mother to teach her son how to respond sexually. Its home-schooling. And if they study enough and practice enough; Walter will get better and eventually be able to find girls on his own. Walter has discovered that sex is nothing to be afraid of. He is now becoming very confident around girls his age. Sound good?”

“When a young penis gets hard, after all, it craves immediate relief. Who would be better at teaching a boy what to do than his loving mother? That allows the boy to release his semen and relieve all the pressure and distractions of his erection.” Margret explained as she stroked her son.

“But is that wrong?” Henry asked.

“Was it wrong when I helped you with your homework? Was it wrong when I helped you with getting to the soccer practices? Was it wrong when I showed you how to ride a bike or play tennis? Margret argued softly. “No Henry, it was perfectly natural for me to help you when I can.”

“I didn’t think about all that. You do help me a lot”

“Once you have had a full release, you can then think clearly and do other things without distraction: like your homework. This will improve your grades and help you with girls. What do you think Henry. Do you think that sounds like a good way to learn?”

“I don’t know.”

“Your penis is extremely stiff right now, Henry. I think you truly need to release your semen. I know you enjoy the hand-job, but I think what would really help is some wet sucking. I am willing to put your cock in my mouth, sweetie, to help you out. We can learn a lot if this works for you. Would you think you’d like to try that? If I succeed in extracting a load of cum out of you we will know for sure.”

Henry didn’t answer. Margaret gently caressed his enormous prick, making more cock juice ooze out of the cock tip. She lowered her head, pressing her lips on his cockhead in a lewd, sucking kiss. Henry sighed; his cock throbbed wildly. The wanton mother licked and fondled her son’s prick for several seconds, until the mushroom-shaped crown glistened with spit.

“I think it would be very good for you if I took you into my mouth. Do you think it would be okay to suck your cock sweetie? Just to see if you like it?”

“Yes, Mom! You can suck it!”

“That’s a good boy. When a woman puts a hard penis in her mouth and sucks – well, we call it oral sex or a blowjob.”

Her words trailed off as she again lowered her head, this time sliding her son’s fuck organ into her mouth. As her mouth stretched to accommodate his size, her lips wrapped over the flared head. As his bulbous cock filled her mouth, Margaret realized that her son’s cock was too thick to take deep. But her wet, sucking lips continued to devour the blood-beating hardness of his cock-head.

Margret’s cheeks puckered to increase the suction pressure around his cock meat. Henry’s prick tasted good to her, pulsing rhythmically on the roof of her mouth. Margaret listened to her own slurping, smacking sounds of cock-sucking contentment. Her pussy creamed to the thought of this oral-sex exercise.

Margaret shut her eyes, concentrating on the blow job, on the taste and feel of the huge cock in her mouth. She sucked harder, her cheeks reddening with the intensity of her cock slurping. Her tongue tirelessly swirled and bathed over his mushroomed cock-head, basting it with spit, lapping up the salty pre-cum juice that oozed constantly from the tip.

“Ohh, Mom this is soooo much better!” Henry whimpered. He gently clutched his mother’s head with both hands, wincing as he felt the pressure building in his cock. “Unnnggghh! Feels so good, Mom! Oh that’s good. Sucking is good mom!”

Margaret obediently sucked, inspired by her son’s words. She mashed her lips around the huge boy-cock trying to coax the cum from the pulsing slit. The prick pulsed wildly, out of control, beating on the roof of her mouth. She knew cock-juice would soon be spewing out of her horny son’s huge prick, spraying down her throat.

Shamelessly, the Margret started bobbing her head up and down, fucking her mouth with her boy’s stiff prick. She tightened her finger around the root, jacking his cock firm and fast. So much spunk was oozing out of the piss hole that she knew his orgasm was seconds away.

“Ohh . . . oh . . . oh, Mom! Here it comes, mom!”

The giant cock started spraying out cum. Hot gobs of rich, salty jism blasted out of his swollen erection, vaulting onto her mouth, running down her throat. Margaret moaned happily as her mouth was drenched with her son’s cum cream.

It was rich and delicious, the best tasting cock juice she’d ever sucked in her life. Deliriously, Margaret clung to her son’s erupting hard-on, sucking and jacking on it, shuddering as the cum juice sprayed onto her mouth.

“Oh Mom! Mom, that is so good!”

At last Margaret raised her head, letting her boy’s giant prick slide wetly out of her mouth so she could take a deep breath. She looked up at him, still hungrily jacking his hard-on.

“My goodness, it is still rock hard.” Margret blurted. “Mommy liked that very much too, sweetie. You see honey, the male erection makes a girl feel good at any age. If we keep practicing you will know how to act when you start dating girls from school.”

“Yes Mom. I’d really like blow jobs.”

“I think we both need to commit to doing this on a daily basis. I’m willing to put in the time to help you, darling, if you are ready. Do you think you can do that sweetie?” Margaret asked as she ran her tongue around the corners of her mouth, lapping up his cum. “Would you like Mommy to help you every day?”

“Aaaaaah . . . Ahhh . . . yes, Mom.”

“Sweetie, you are still very hard. I think you need to shoot more cum out of your cock. Here is something you need to know sweetie. When a female sucks you like that it makes her want to have sex. I think that would be a good next-step. Would you like to learn about intercourse?”

Henry gulped nervously, nodding. The wanton mom rose to her feet. She stared at her child’s giant pussy-pleaser as she took off the negligee, revealing her naked body. Then she stretched out on her back on the bed with her legs spread.

“I’ve got nice titties, don’t I Henry? Everyone says so.” She slid her hands up her waist, cupping her stiff-nippled melons from underneath. “Would you like to nurse on Mommy’s tits for awhile, before I teach you about intercourse?”

Henry nodded. He sprawled on top of his mother, his wet cock throbbing on her thigh. Hungrily he lowered his face to her huge, creamy-white tits, sucking one stiff nipple deeply between his lips. Margaret groaned with pleasure, cupping his head, letting him slurp on her tits.

Margret took his hand in hers and placed it over her pussy. “Finger me Henry,” She instructed. “Put your fingers inside me. It’s okay sweetie.”

“You feel so good Henry. I love the way you suck Mommy’s titties. The girls at school will love it too.” She rambled. “MMmmmm your fingers are making me feel good too Henry. Do you feel my clit? It’s the button right at the top of my slit. Here, let me show you. Feel that Henry. MMMmmmm, that is so good! The girls at school will want you to play with their clits.”

Henry fingered her clit and sucked her nipples as Margret’s mind wondered in ecstasy. “Girls love that Henry. You’ll make the girls feel so good.”

Henry nodded, sucking from tit to tit. The joy of tit-sucking finally seemed to be too much for him. Abruptly he raised his head, crawling up between her splayed thighs, making a clumsy attempt to mount his naked mother.

“Not so fast, darling,” Margaret giggled. “Here. Be a good boy, just kneel between my legs. Mommy will teach you all about fucking.”

Henry obeyed his mother, kneeling, his giant fuck organ pulsing over her dense, black-haired pussy triangle. Margaret wiggled her hot little ass into a good humping position. She lifted her legs as high as she could, until her knees were nearly up to her shoulders, and her dripping-wet, pouty-lipped pussy was wide open for her son. Margaret tugged on his prick, drawing him forward with it, nudging the tip into her gooey cunt.

“Go ahead, sweetie. Time we release all that stored semen. Now you are going to learn what women want.”

Henry spread his knees apart, supporting his shoulders on straight arms. He looked down, watching his cock going into his mother’s snug, clinging cunt. Eagerly he started to thrust his ass, driving his giant cockshaft into her pussy. Margaret whimpered and bit her lip as her wet cunt hole stretched to admit his cock.

“Oh God, Henry, you’ve got a big one!”

Margaret released his cock from her fingers, now that there was no longer any danger of it slipping out. She concentrated on her wiggling, humping motions, doing her best to help her inexperienced son shove his cock all the way up her cunt.

“Does it feel good, Henry? You seem to like fucking, don’t you? Do you like the way a pussy feels around your big cock?”

Henry nodded. The horny youth quickly mastered the rhythm of fucking. Henry flexed his ass cheeks, driving his big prick deeper into his mother’s pussy. Margaret looked down again, excited to watch the meaty fuck pole disappearing between the clinging, swollen lips of her very horny cunt.

Henry pressed himself against his horny mother to feel her big tits under his chest. His hips thrust forward, sliding the head of his immense cock deep into the welcoming opening of her pussy lips. Overcome with his own eagerness, he now rapidly pumped in and out of her wet, wanton cunt. Just as his cock-head was nearly free, he’d push back deep inside.

“That’s a good boy, Henry!” Margaret panted. She threw her legs together, locking them around his back. Then she started humping her ass in a frenzy of fuck passion, eagerly pistoning her throbbing pussy onto his cock. “Unggh! Mommy loves your big cock, sweetie! Ungggh! Oh, please, oh yes, fuck me! Yes, yes, yes. Just like that sweetie. Mommy’s cunt is so horny for you! Girls are going to love your cock.”

Henry’s dazed expression showed his passion for fucking. He varied rhythms and depths. With his cock pulsing inside her pussy, Margaret felt her whole body burning up. Her pussy sucked and spasmed uncontrollably, delighted to have a big, fat prick thrusting inside her.

“You’re making Mommy cum, sweetie! . . . Unnggghhh!”

Henry feverishly pounded his erect cockshaft into the gooey sheath of his mother’s pussy. Mother and son were humping in rhythmic unison, fast and hard, oblivious to everything in the world except the intense pleasure of a thick, long, pussy-pleasing cock slamming in and out of a wet, tight, curly-haired cunt.

“I’m cumming, Henry!” Their bellies were slapping sweatily together, and the bed springs squeaked obscenely with the torrid energy of their humping. “Ungggh! Harder, lover! Fuck your mother, fuck your mother Henry! I’m cumming, cuuummmiiinnngggg!”

It was one of the most violent orgasms of her life. Her pussy rippled uncontrollably into orgasm, spasming and contracting around the hammering cockshaft of her son’s prick. Margaret’s pussy undulated.

Margret reached her hand behind Henry’s scrotum. The base of her son’s balls felt tight and hot. Henry yelped in surprise as his mom massaged that hot spot, fondling the base of his testicles with her finger tips. His hips pumped uncontrollably. He screamed and moaned as his cock shot spasms of hot creamy fluid into her cunt.

“Oh, Mom! I’m cumming. Mom! Uhhhh . . . Uhhh . . . Uhhhh!”

Henry started fucked harder than ever, his cock as hard as steel, matching the intensity of his mother’s orgasm. Margaret felt the cum juice flooding out of his hard-on, spraying torrentially into her pussy. Deeply it blasted into her cunt, soothing the hot inner walls with a creamy tide of jizz.

“That’s a good boy,” Margaret panted. “Yes, you can cum inside me. Go ahead, baby, shoot out all that hot cum!”

Margaret flexed her fucking muscles, shamelessly making her tight pussy nurse every droplet of cock juice out of her son’s enormous cock. Henry kept fucking and cumming, draining his balls completely in his mother’s pussy. Exhausted, he collapsed on top of her, his prick still stiff and pulsing in her cunt.

Chapter Five: Margret and Henry

Margaret stood at the kitchen counter the next morning, smiling as she prepared the tuna salad sandwich that her son would take to school. Three times her hung, horny child had fucked her the night before, shooting load after load into her wet, horny pussy. Margaret felt more sexually satisfied than she had been in months. She was naked now, eager to teach her son more about sex before he left for the day. No matter how often he satisfied the wet need in her pussy, Margaret’s cunt always grew hot and itchy for more.

“Hi, Mom.”

Margaret turned, smiling at her son. He wore only a pair of pajama bottoms, through which she could see his big cock swinging between his legs. He looked sheepish and embarrassed, but still stared hungrily at his mother’s body. Margaret wondered if his cock was sore from fucking her cunt so much.

“Good morning, darling. Give Mommy a kiss.”

She embraced her son, lewdly, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, squeezing his ass. When Henry finally broke the obscene embrace, he had grown a giant, rock-hard boner that now tented blatantly through the flannel.

“Did you sleep well after fucking Mommy last night, sweetie?”

“Yes.”

“And, you’ve got another big hot hard-on now.” Margaret shook her head, as if humorously impressed with her son’s persistent sex drive. “Honestly, you’re just insatiable, Henry. I suppose you’d like Mommy to help you with that big hard-on before you go to school today.”

Henry just nodded, shy and horny, his cock twitching in his pajama bottoms as he stared at his mother’s body. Margaret wrapped up the sandwich, then walked out of the kitchen, leading her son back to the bedroom. She hopped on the bed, sprawling on her back and spreading her thighs wide apart.

“Take off your pajamas, sweetie. Mommy wants to see your big cock, again. Margret coached with a big smile. “If we don’t fix you now you won’t be able to talk to girls all day.”

Henry obeyed his mother, stepping out of the pajama pants, revealing his enormously swollen cock. Looking at her son’s prick made Margaret hungry to feel it ramming into her pussy again. But there was something else she’d yet to teach her son. Any good son, she thought, needed to be well-skilled in licking his mother’s cunt.

“Look at my pussy, Henry.”

Margaret splayed her thighs wide apart, shamelessly displaying her wet, hairy fuck hole to her only child. Henry’s cock throbbed even harder as he ogled his mother’s pussy. Margaret dipped her finger into her furry cunt slit, darting it in and out.

“I know you like Mommy’s cunt enough to fuck it, sweetie,” she purred. “Now I want to find out if you like licking it, too. Have any of the boys at school ever talked about cunt licking, darling?”

Henry nodded.

“A lot of boys really like licking pussy, Henry. Some boys even like it better than fucking, or getting their cocks sucked. A wet cunt has a natural aroma that most men find very arousing. I’d like to see if you like licking Mommy’s cunt too, baby. Then I’ll do anything you want.”

The expression on Henry’s face told Margaret that he was going to be well-suited to take on this task. He sprawled on the bed, moving up to lie between her thighs, facing her wet, fragrant pussy. Margaret took her hand out of the way, giving her son ample room to lick and suck.

“Put your mouth on it, Henry. See how it tastes.”

Henry obeyed his mom, pressing his mouth to her wet, swollen, pouty-lipped hole. He groaned, revealing that he liked the taste of pussy juice very much indeed. Henry thrust out his tongue, pushing it deep inside his mom’s throbbing cunt hole. Margaret grimaced and wiggled her ass as Henry started licking and lapping, sluicing his tongue up and down between the pink, juice-oozing folds of her itchy little cuntslit.

“You like cunt licking, don’t you, Henry?” Margaret panted. She held his head with both hands, thrusting her ass off the mattress, slowing fucking her throbbing cunt hole onto his mouth. “A lot of boys think it tastes kind of funny. I’ll bet it reminds you of how Mommy’s pussy smells when you’re giving it a good fucking.”

Henry nodded, his face buried between his mother’s thighs. Without being asked, he moved his hands up, delicately peeling open her pussy. The interior of her pussy was pink, bright, glistening with juice. Henry swabbed the throbbing fuck hole with his tongue, then noticed the fat little bump protruding at the top of her gash. He gave it a kiss.

“That’s my clitty, Henry,” his mother panted. “That’s my most sensitive part. Why don’t you lick it for your mother?”

Henry obeyed, touching his tongue tentatively to the sensitive, achy clit nubbin. Margaret instantly bucked as if she’d been shot, her big tits quivering as she fucked her ass off the bed much harder than before.

“That feels so good, Henry! Unnnggghhh! Mommy likes getting her clit licked! Oh, Henry, lick it for Mommy! Put it in your mouth, darling! Suck Mommy’s clitty too! Make mommy cum, Henry . . . Uhhhh, make me cum!”

Henry straightened two fingers, gently guiding them into the narrow, clinging interior of his mother’s pussy. Then he lovingly started swabbing her clit with his tongue, basting it with saliva. He took the clit bud between his lips, sucking it, making it swell bigger. Then he settled into a rhythm that his mother found extremely pleasurable, sucking her clit as he fucked her pussy with his hand.

“Unnggghhh! That’s enough! Fuck your mother now, Henry! Hurry, Henry, put your cock in Mommy’s pussy! I need to be fucked. Fuck me Henry!”

Henry rose up, mounting his mother, aiming his throbbing cockhead at the glistening pussy opening. Margaret lifted her knees in the air. Looking down, she watched her son’s cock knob pop into her gooey pussy hole. Then inch after inch of long, stiff cock slipped into the depths of her cunt. Margret was getting the big cock she craved.

“MMMmmmmmm. I love the feel of your cock inside me, Henry . Fuck me, Henry! Unngggh! I’m so horny! Fuck my cunt!”

Henry sprawled on top of his naked mother, crushing her tits under his chest. Margaret shuddered, feeling the tremendous fuck pole stabbing her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his back, humping fast and hard. Henry met her rhythm, fucking his big cock in and out of her cunt.

Margaret’s cunt clung to her son’s stroking cock with a special tightness, nursing around every inch of the thick cock-shaft as Henry eased inside. Her oversexed body demanded intense copulation . She required a long, furious orgasm that her son’s huge cock could supply. Her pussy was begging to cum.

“Fuck your mother, Henry!” She bounded her ass frantically off the bed, pistoning her tight, throbbing pussy onto his prick. “Really hard now, baby! Unh, unh, ram it in! Fuck Mommy’s pussy baby. Grind that cock into me baby. Fuck me!”

Henry fucked, panting on her shoulder, relentlessly spearing his huge, swollen fuck shaft into the gushing depths of her pussy. Her frantic humping rhythm spurred him on. Soon he was stuffing her pussy as fast and deep as he could, utterly reaming her fuck channel with every skewering stroke of his prick.

“Unngggh! Feels so good, Henry! Mommy’s cumming now! Oh, fuck, oh shit, Mommy’s cuuummmiiinnnggg!” Margaret chanted.

Her pussy spasmed and spewed, flooding her son’s cock with fresh fuck juice as it milked the belly-probing stiffness of his prick. Henry didn’t let up. He gripped her ass cheeks and fucked his mother hard and fast, guiding his mother through the peak of her orgasm.

“Oh, Henry,” she panted as her body shuttered. . “Oh god Henry. Ohh my god!”

She clenched her pussy muscles around Henry’s cum-squirting hard-on, helping her child shoot every drop. Cum drained from her hole as Henry pulled out. As he pulled out, cum erupted from his cock yet again, covering his mother’s belly.

When her mind finally settled down, she realized, she was scheduled for another counseling session with Walter Anderson that day. He would undoubtedly want to fuck her too. Margaret was loving the idea of having two young, horny studs to fuck her mouth and pussy whenever she wanted.

Chapter Six: Sin?

“Ungggh! No! Don’t fuck Mommy’s pussy again, Walter!” Patty gasped. “It’s a sin! You know it’s a sin to fuck your own mother!”

Walter paid no attention. He was on top of her now, holding her legs open, trying to stuff his big cock up her pussy. Ten minutes earlier, he’d barged into her bedroom, catching his naked mother feverishly finger fucking her cunt.

That was all the encouragement Walter needed. Patty had valiantly resisted her craving to fuck her son again, but she hungered for cock. Patty had immediately stopped playing with her cunt, trying to act stern as she asked Walter to leave. Walter had just grinned and stripped off his pajamas.

“Please, Walter! Don’t fuck me again! No, Walter, no! Tell…tell your counselor about it this afternoon! She can help you! She will do what’s right Walter.”

Walter got the tip of his huge fuck organ into his mother’s hot cunt slit. The second she felt the giant prick plowing in, Patty knew she was a goner. She stopped struggling, instead lay still on the bed. Her legs were spread wide. Patty felt the irresistible sensation of her son’s cock spearing deeper and deeper into her tight, buttery cunt.

“Do you still want me to stop, Mom?”

Walter stared at her, smiling, knowing the effect his big cock had on his horny mom. Then he lay flat on her naked body, his chest against her tits. Patty’s cunt was filled with his big hard cock. No one moved.

“Uuuhhhhh! Oh, Walter! You bad boy!”

The sex-starved mother raised her legs as high as she could, draping her ankles over his shoulders. Then she frantically started wiggling and humping, pumping her wet pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of his cock. Walter met her strokes, ramming his cock into her furry fuck opening. Soon the mother and son were humping in rhythmic unison, their bellies slapping together and the bed springs squeaking as they feverishly, hungrily fucked.

“Still want me to stop, Mom? Do you?”

Patty responded by twisting her son around, surprising him with her strength, pushing him onto his back. Now she was on top, her knees planted on the bed to either side of his hips, where she could control the speed and energy of their fucking.

Patty gripped his shoulders, her enormous, stiff-nippled tits swaying heavily over his chest. Her face was flushed and contorted, a mask of incestuous passion. Furiously she wiggled and humped her ass again, shuddering as she pistoned her glove-tight pussy onto the gratifying stiffness of her son’s cock.

“Fuck me,” she gasped. “Fuck your mother, Walter! Yes, yes, yes , baby, I want your cock. Fuck your mother’s juicy cunt!”

Walter looked up, watching his giant fuck pole sliding in and out of his mother’s tight pussy. Then he started bucking to meet her strokes, fucking his ass off the bed, ramming his cock deep inside her cunt channel. Soon they were fucking in rhythmic unison again, Patty groaning and sighing as she felt herself drawing closer to a violent, early-morning orgasm.

“Fuck Mommy’s wet pussy, sweetie!” The bed springs squeaked in protest as she humped her ass in a frenzy, banging her hairy pussy onto the root of her son’s prick. “Unngggh! Mommy’s cunt’s so wet and juicy! Oh, harder, do it harder! Mommy needs fucking so goddamn bad!”

Walter fucked his mom as hard as he could, bucking his ass high off the bed, clawing her hips as he speared his huge fuck pole in and out her pussy. Patty felt a violent orgasm welling up in her loins. She fucked her hung son like a bitch in heat, her face contorted in ecstasy, thinking of nothing but the satisfying stiffness of his huge, pounding cock.

“Fuck your mother, fuck me! Uuhh! Mommy’s cumming now! Cummiiinnngggg!” Patty screamed, nearly passing out.

Walter heaved his hips off the bed, impaling his prick into his mother’s pussy. He came at the same time, spewing great, sticky gobs of cock juice into the creamy tightness of her cunt. Patty squealed as she felt the load spouting into her cunt channel, soothing the itchy walls of her pussy. But already she was feeling ashamed for giving in once again. Is it sinful for a mother to willingly give her cunt to her very own son – to actually wish it would happen in spite of saying “no”.

Patty just hoped that Walter’s counseling sessions with Margaret Kelly did him some good. Yes, she was sure it would help, but wondered when Walter’s sexual appetite would begin to curb.

Chapter 7: More Therapy

“I think this is doing me a lot of good, Mrs. Kelly,” Walter said, later that afternoon. “You like doing this as much as I do . . . more than any girl I ever met!”

“That is so sweet. Anytime you get hard, let just tell me and I’ll make a suck session available for you, Walter.” Margaret had raised her face from his lap, a glistening strand of saliva hanging obscenely from her lower lip to the tip of his prick. “I’m sure you can see why your mother feels so guilty letting you fuck her. If I can suck the cum out of your cock instead, you are less likely to fuck your mom.”

“Yeah, but I like fucking her,” Walter grinned. “Besides, she’s really horny. If I tried to leave her alone for a couple of days, she’d probably wind up attacking me or fucking the mailman. Then she’d really feel bad.”

“So Walter, you are fucking her because she needs it?” Margret asked. “That is very thoughtful, I always thought you were the type to help a woman out . . . .”

Walter winced, his cock throbbing; charged with blood and jism. He held Margaret’s head in his hands, then guided her face back down to his prick as she spoke.

“Keep sucking,” he said. “It’s working.”

Margaret was happy to oblige. Walter’s cock was so long and firm, nearly as sweet to suck on as her very own son’s. Margaret’s hunger for cock-sucking and cum-gulping had grown even stronger since she’d begun fucking both the young studs. Hardly a moment passes in the day that she isn’t thinking hungrily of the pleasure of sucking cock, of stuffing a really big one into her mouth and slurping out its rich, sappy load of spunk.

Again the horny mother opened her mouth wide, plunging her open lips onto the tasty stiffness of Walter’s cock. She shut her eyes, concentrating on the pleasure of cock-sucking. Her lips fit snug around the fat, veined shank of his fuck pole. Margaret eagerly started sucking very hard, slurping and gurgling loudly as she nursed on the blood-beating hardness of her young client’s prick.

Walter’s cock grew longer and stiffer, the red leaky cock knob pulsing on the roof of her mouth. Margaret nearly choked herself, trying to stuff his prick farther between her lips. Her fingers tightened on the root of his cock, and then she commenced a fast, urgent hand job, feverishly jacking his boner from the base to the sucking lips.

“Harder,” Walter pleaded. He stared at her, entranced by the spectacle of the gorgeous woman with a mouth full of cock. “Suck the cum out, Mrs. Kelly! Oh, shit, I’m really going to shoot big!”

By now Margaret’s right hand was a blur, wildly tugging up and down the huge, throbbing cock. She alternated between puckering her cheeks sharply inward and flaring them outward again, keeping a constant, suckling pressure on the tasty fullness of Walter’s cock.

More cock- juice was burbling out all the time, which Margaret eagerly lapped up with her swirling tongue. As Walter had promised, she sensed that he was really going to squirt a big load of cream. Again she plunged his enormous fuck organ farther into her mouth. At last her cock-sucking efforts were rewarded with a spewing load of cream.

“Oh, Mrs. Kelly! Suck my cock, Mrs. Kelly! I’m cumming!”

The stick white stuff gushed from the tip of his prick, making the cock-lance tremble and pulse as it disgorged its sappy contents deeply into the mother’s mouth. The cum squirted onto her tonsils, running plentifully down her throat, satisfying Margaret with a mid- afternoon bellyful of hot, tasty jizz. Eagerly the cock-loving woman sucked harder than ever, violently beating his prick at the same time, refusing to take Walter’s huge prick out of her mouth until she’d licked the last traces of spunk off the crown of his cockmeat.

“Oh, Mrs. Kelly,” Walter moaned, slumping on his seat. “Oh, shit, you really made me cum that time!”

“But you still want to fuck your mother, don’t you?” Margaret sighed. She smirked as she sat up, licking the cum sap from her mouth. “I’m supposed to be helping you with that craving of yours. I don’t think I’m making much progress.”

“I guess not,” Walter grinned.

“Perhaps it would be wise if I set up a private appointment with your mother,” Margaret said. “We need to get on the same page if we are going to treat your problem effectively.”

Chapter Eight: Margret Counsels Patty

“And you say that Walter is still trying to initiate a sexual relationship with you?” Margaret asked Patty. She sat with her notebook and pencil again, pretending to take notes.

“That’s right,” Patty sighed. She squirmed nervously on the couch, uncomfortable to be discussing her private life with a therapist. She’d expected Margaret Kelly to be old and dowdy. It was discomfiting to see that the counselor was her age, and was endowed with a petite body every bit as shapely as her own.

“Did Walter try to have sex with you last night?” Margaret raised her eyebrows.

“He certainly did. He was very aggressive.”

Patty trembled in spite of herself, remembering the furious pussy-poundings Walter had delivered last night. Again, she had failed to suppress her need to fuck her son.

“Was his cock stiff immediately or did he have to spend time with you first?” Margret asked.

“Immediately.” Patty said. “He’s seems hard all the time.”

“I have to ask a delicate question now.” Margaret folded her notebook and dropped it on the floor. “You’ve told me so far that Walter has made sexual advances on you. I haven’t asked yet, point blank, if any of these advances have been successful. Have they?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Have you fucked your own son?”

“Of…of course not!” Patty spluttered, instantly reddening with her lie. “What kind of question is that? I would never allow my own son to help himself to my body.”

“That’s not what Walter says.”

The ensuing silence was long and tense. Patty’s blush deepened, and she shamefully averted her eyes, avoiding the counselor’s calm stare. Already she knew that she’d been caught. Horrible fantasies flashed through her mind’s eye; of newspaper headlines, of a judge denying her custody of her son. Patty wondered if there was any point in trying to lie further.

“I’m not going to tell anyone about this, Patty,” Margaret said soothingly, as if reading her mind. “Anything you admit to me will be kept in strictest confidence. It’s the law. But I do think it would be best if we started being honest with one another. Walter admitted, with some persuasion on my part, that he has already fucked you several times. He even mentioned several times in one day. He says that you enjoying sex with him a great deal, but after sex you tell him you don’t want to keep on doing it. Is that true?”

Patty took a deep breath and, finally, met the counselor’s eyes.

“That’s about right,” she said. “It’s more like being ashamed of not being ashamed.”

“You know, maybe it’s not really so awful to let Walter keep fucking you,” Margaret suggested. “After all, you’re both very sexual, and he’s old enough to be involved in a healthy sexual relationship.”

“No!” Patty stopped her with a brisk wave of her hand. “Please, don’t even suggest that. It should end right now. I simply can’t allow Walter access to my body any longer. I’m afraid it could hurt our relationship or cause us both a lot of grief.”

“Then why do you let him fuck you at all, Patty?” Margaret paused, letting the question sink in. “Is it because you’re easily aroused? Is it because you like it?”

“I…I guess.”

“Have you always been so horny, or has it only been since your divorce?”

“Always, I guess.”

“I see.” Margaret hesitated again. “Patty I’m going to ask you some very personal questions now. How often do you think about fucking and sucking in the course of a given day?”

“A great deal.”

“Does your cunt usually respond to these thoughts by becoming moist and swollen?”

“Yes.”

“Was you cunt moist and swollen when you first allowed your son to fuck you?”

“Yes.”

“Could it be true that you want your son to have sex with you?” Margret questioned. “But then just tell Walter that it makes you feel guilty?”

“That might be true.”

“The questions I’m asking now, are they making your pussy feel wet and hot?”

Patty flushed with embarrassment.

“I guess.”

“I think it would be good if I took a close look at your cunt, Patty.” Margaret held up her hand, as if to stem off a possible objection. “Don’t worry. I have a degree in physical therapy,” she said. “I’m just going to inspect it, Patty. All you have to do is pull down your pants and let me have a look.”

Patty thought about this for a moment, but by then Margaret’s stream of sex-oriented questions had made her pussy so itchy and horny that she was too distracted to object. She rose to her feet, kicking off her shoes and pulling her jeans off. Now all she had on were her panties. Patty sat back down on the couch, pulling the cotton bikini panties off of her rounded little ass, exposing her hairy pussy mound to the therapist.

“You have a great deal of pussy hair,” Margaret observed.

Margaret knelt on the floor in front of her. Patty blushed as she let the counselor spread her long legs wide apart, completely opening her wet, curly-haired pussy. Margaret leaned close, pushing her face between Patty’s legs. Then she ran her fingers up Patty’s inner thigh, wiggling one between the pouting lips of Patty’s extremely horny cunt.

“Does that feel good?” Margaret asked.

She began moving the finger briskly in and out.

“OOhhhh my!”

“You lubricate very easily, Patty. I’ve only just begun to touch it, and it’s already dripping. It’s very warm and swollen as well.” Margaret pushed in a second finger. “Does this feel better?”

“Ohh god!”

Patty blushed with desire, splaying her legs wider. The whole scene was absurd; her son’s therapist fingering her pussy in the office at the high school. But, since she had begun fucking her son, Patty’s reacted helplessly to any sexual stimulus. Now she started humping and wiggling her ass eagerly on the couch, fucking her wet pussy onto Margaret’s hand.

“Now your cunt’s getting even wetter. The inner lips seem to be spasming as well. You have an extremely tight pussy. I can see it undulate. It is pulling on my fingers. I can see why Walter has such a strong desire to fuck you.”

“Ungggh! Oh, Margaret! Unngggh!”

“Was your pussy this hot and juicy when your son fucked you for the first time, Patty? I notice that your cunt seems to spasm harder when I ask you about it. Does it arouse you to think about your own son fucking your pussy. Is it exciting to have a boy’s stiff, throbbing cock banging your cunt?”

“Uhhhhh! Oh, stop! Stop talking dirty! Uhhhh!”

“Your clit is swollen, Patty.” Margret said, “And I’m not talking dirty. I’m exploring this situation.”

Still pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of Patty’s gooey fuck hole, Margaret brought her left hand to the fat, dark pink bud protruding at the top of her cunt. She put her left forefinger on it, rubbing in a circular motion. Patty gasped, fucking her hips rapidly off the couch.

“Does this feel good?” Margret asked methodically.

“Uhhhhhh! Oh! Uhhhhhhh!”

“I need more information Patty to find a solution.” Margret responded clinically. “I think it would be good now to see how you respond to additional stimulation, Patty.”

Margaret lowered her head, burying her face between Patty’s thighs. She pressed her mouth to the blonde’s wet, tasty fuck hole. The next thing Patty knew, the counselor was licking her pussy.

Hungrily Margaret sluiced her tongue up and down Patty’s throbbing fuck hole, eagerly lapping the cunt cream from the folds of Patty’s pussy. Patty instantly felt her pussy growing even hornier, oozing a heavy flow of fuck oils onto the counselor’s tongue. Margaret slid her hands up higher, peeling open the pussy petals. She thrust her tongue deep inside Patty’s pussy, licking deep inside Patty’s cunt.

“Oh, suck me,” Patty gasped.

By now the extreme pleasure of having her pussy licked had made her lose all control of herself. She clutched Margaret’s head with both hands, frantically fucking her ass off the couch.

“Lick it good, Margaret! Ungggh! Oh, shit, you’re making my pussy so juicy! Suck it, Margaret, suck my my cunt!”

Margaret pushed her tongue in and out of Patty’s pussy, making the blonde hump her ass faster on the couch. The clit was very hard now, twitching obscenely with its need to be licked and sucked. Margaret wriggled her tongue on it, sending spasming waves of intense pleasure coursing through Patty’s body. Then she took the swollen clit directly between her lips, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks on it, as if it were a tiny cock.

“Suck me, suck me!” Patty gasped. By now the blonde’s face was a mask of insatiable fuck need. “Ungggh! Put your fingers in again! Oh, shit, I’m so close! Suck it Margret! Suck me!”

Again Margaret straightened her fingers, pressing them into the clasping interior of Patty’s hot, achy fuck tunnel. Rapidly she jacked off the horny woman, banging her knuckles on the puffy lips of Patty’s fuck slit. Then Margaret sucked her clit-bud vigorously, pressing her tongue on the tip, pushing it back and forth.

“I’m cumming!” Patty squealed. She clawed the back of Margaret’s head, almost weeping with pleasure, fucking her ass frantically off the couch. “Ungggh! Suck my pussy, suck my horny fucking cunt! I’m cumming now, cuuummmiiinnngggg!”

Patty’s pussy spasmed violently. She envisioned her son’s savage fuck session. The delicious musky-smelling cunt cream flowed heavily from the hairy hole, giving Margaret a plentiful amount of pussy juice to tongue and lick up. Margaret kept her head buried between Patty’s trembling thighs, continuing to lick, suck and fingerfuck the cum-spasming pussy. Eating cunt, she thought, was almost as satisfying as slurping the cock juice out of a huge, throbbing boner like her son’s.

“Well!” Margaret sat back on her heels, licking her lips to savor the last droplets of pussy juice. “I’m sure you feel better now, don’t you, Patty? You certainly came hard. Is that common for you to have such violet orgasms? To be honest, it is a pleasure to see.”

Patty sprawled on the couch, staring down at Margret. Patty wondered what was coming over her. She felt so horny these days that the slightest prompting could induce her to spread her legs and give her pussy to anyone – even her son’s sex therapist.

“Lately,” Patty replied. “I’ve been having really intense orgasms.”

“Your pussy’s still very juicy,” Margaret observed. She slipped her finger back into Patty’s pussy, sliding it teasingly in and out.

“Do you wish your son was here to fuck you for me now? Margret asked as she fingered Patty. “I would love to see how you to interact. It would help me understand the complicated relationship that has formed.”

“Ahhh. No.” Patty moaned. “Ohhh yes.”

“When is the last time yo fucked your son?” Margret asked.

“This morning.”

“And before that?” Margret asked.

“Last night.” Patty admitted. “More than once last night.”

Margret continued to finger Margret and rub her clitoris.

“Would you like to suck my cunt, Patty?”

“I–I don’t think I’d better.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Margret quickly replied. “If your son had just given you oral sex would you not reciprocate?”

Margaret stood, in no hurry, instinctively understanding that Patty was too horny to refuse her. Margaret stripped naked, revealing her petite, busty body to the blonde. Then she stretched out on her back on the floor, splaying her thighs wide apart, showing her wet, black-haired pussy to the sex-hungry blonde mom.

“You’ll feel a lot better after you suck my cunt, Patty,” Margaret purred. “I can see that you’re still very horny. I’m trying to help you. If you lick my pussy, your desire for sucking your son’s cock will be satisfied. You will not be so eager to give Walter a blowjob when you get home.”

Patty slid off the couch, her mouth already watering, unable to resist the sight of Margaret’s moist, juicy pussy. Patty lay on her stomach between the brunette’s legs, confronting the curly-haired fissure of her butter fuck slit. Then she pressed her mouth on it, red-faced with shame and passion, licking another woman’s cunt for the very first time.

“That’s a good girl,” Margaret sighed.

Margaret splayed her legs wider, completely opening her throbbing pussy for Patty’s lips and tongue. She pushed her hand down, peeling open her pussy petals with her fingers. Then she started humping her ass lightly on the floor, hungrily thrusting her wet, horny pussy onto Patty’s tongue.

“Get your tongue in there, Patty! Ungggh! That’s a good girl! You like the way my pussy tastes, don’t you?”

Patty didn’t answer. She was already too busy licking and sucking. As Margaret had suggested, the taste of another woman’s wet cunt was extremely exciting to her. She felt her won pussy throbbing lewdly as she thrust her tongue in deep, lapping the fragrant cunt oils from the depths of Margaret’s aching cunt.

Margaret’s cunt was getting wetter, throbbing on her lips. The inner lips spasmed, needing something to suck on. Patty straightened one finger, then as second, goosing the narrow, creamy interior of Margaret’s fuck channel. Margaret gasped as the blonde started jacking her off, banging her fingers rhythmically in and out of her wet, overheated fuck slit.

“Suck me now,” Margaret cried. Her big tits jiggled as she humped her ass off the floor, fucking her wet, hairy pussy onto Patty’s mouth and fingers. “My clitty! Ungggh! Suck my clitty! Oh, fuck, oh, please, put it in your mouth now! Suck it, suck it! Ohh, so, good.”

Patty obeyed, now pumping her fingers in and out of Margaret’s cunt. Margaret’s clit was fat and swollen, protruding at the tip of her fuck opening. Patty wrapped her lips around it, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks as she did when she sucked her son’s cock. Margaret clawed the back of her neck, hard enough to draw blood. Then Margaret’s aching, tight cunt hole spasmed and throbbed in a long, violent cum.

“Lick it, Patty! Unh, unh, unh, lick it, suck my pussy! I’m cumming now, cumming! Oh my god Patty!”

Patty feverishly kept sucking and finger-fucking, guiding the horny brunette through the duration of her orgasm. At last Margaret let her pink-flushed ass cheeks drift back to the floor. Margaret sat up, smiling shamelessly, rewarding Patty’s cunt lapping efforts with a long, lewd kiss.

“Now, you enjoyed that too, didn’t you?” Margaret said. “See, Patty? I don’t think there’s really any harm in fucking your son, but you don’t really have to, if you have another release. Whenever you get horny, you can just come to see me, free of charge. Your body craves sexual contact. Your son has the same predisposition. You two are fucking out of a instinctive compulsion and convenience. I’ll be happy to take care of you whenever that urge is driving you to your son. If that doesn’t work we can try some other things.”

CHAPTER NINE: Margaret’s Plan

“Ooh, that’s nice, sweetie. Your big cock feels so good.” Margaret lay on her back that night, her ankles bouncing on Henry’s shoulders, letting her horny son enjoy another fuck in his mother’s tight cunt. “You love fucking Mommy’s tight pussy, don’t you?”

Henry didn’t answer. He was too busy laboring feverishly between his mother’s thighs, ramming her blood-swollen cock-shaft in and out of her pussy. Margaret humped her ass to meet his rhythm, eagerly thrusting her horny cunt onto his cock.

“Honey? Would you like to fuck another woman besides Mommy?”

“I don’t care,” Henry panted.

“Her name’s Patty Anderson, Henry. I know you’d like her. She’s blonde, and very pretty. And she’s got awfully big tits.” Margaret hesitated. “Do you remember the other day, when I was telling you about the boy who fucked his mother?

“Walter?” Replied Henry.

That’s the one, Henry. Patty Anderson is very, very horny, sweetie. She wishes she could keep her son out of her panties, but she’s just too horny to resist him.”

Henry was too busy fucking his mother to answer, but Margaret could feel his prick swelling even stiffer in her pussy. She knew Henry sensed the direction her conversation was going, and she knew that the idea turned Henry on.

“Henry, I want you visit Patty tomorrow? I’ll give you an excuse, so you can see her when Henry’s at school. She is terribly horny, son. She needs help badly.”

“Why me?” Henry panted.

“Because I think it would be fun for you,” Margaret giggled. “And I think it would an incredible help for Patty and her situation. She’d trust you being my son. Patty needs a little persuasion. Your cock is an awfully good persuader, sweetie. I know that for a fact. I want you to visit Patty tomorrow, Henry, and give her a good fucking.”

“Sure, but how?!”

“That’s a good boy.” Margaret whimpered, feeling her pussy throbbing around his swollen cock. She wrapped her legs around his back, bucking in a frenzy of lust. “Now fuck your mother, Henry! Hard, lover, fuck your mother hard! Fuck her like you are fucking Mrs. Anderson.”

The idea sparked Henry’s sexual senses. Margret could feel it pulsing through his cock as they fucked. Her plan was working. She’d talk over the details with Henry later.

CHAPTER TEN: Walter in Charge

“No Walter . . . don’t . . . stop! Oh, oh! Fucking your mother, Walter! Fucking mommy’s pussy! Mommy’s going to cum Walter! You’re shouldn’t make mommy cum sweetie. Ohhh baby fuck me! Yes yes yes fuck me!”

Patty was on her back, her legs up in the air, whimpering and moaning as her son labored on top of her. Walter had been ready to go to school when he’d decided he wanted a morning fuck. Patty willingly gave into his blowjob demand earlier. Now she protested, as she always did, but Walter had no trouble getting her on her back and spread her legs. You could say Patty was easy.

His pants were bunched around his ankles. His schoolbooks were on the floor, next to the bed. Walter fucked his mom fast and hard, not even thinking about her pleasure, concentrating only on making the cock juice spurt up from his balls as soon as possible.

“Fuck Mommy’s pussy, fuck me!” Patty locked her arms around his shoulders, fucking her ass off the bed in a frenzy of passion. “You are so bad fucking your mom! Harder! You made me so horny! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, I’m cumming now! Fuck me Walter, I’m cumming, cuummiiinnggg!”

Walter grunted, coming down hard, ramming his prick deep inside her. Then the milk-white cock sap flooded out of his balls, raining into his mother’s cunt channel, flooding her hot pussy with juice. Walter kept fucking furiously, shuddering as the last droplets of spunk burned from the head of his cock. Then he popped his fuck organ out of her hairy cunt slit and wiped it off insolently on her inner leg.

“See you later, Mom.”

He pulled up his pants, picked up his school books

“We can fuck more after school.” Walter said and left out the door.

Patty remained on her back on the bed, fully clothed, her skirt hiked up to her waist to give her son access to her cunt. Her pussy hole was all wet and swollen from the torrid fucking and she could feel his sticky cock-juice seeping out, matting in the dense curls fringing her cunt.

Her need for constant fucking was now so strong that her son could easily persuade her to lie on her back and spread her legs any time his cock got hard. All she could knew was the constant desire in her wet, creamy cunt. Her protests fooled no one.

“I could have another orgasm right now. I love multiples!” Patty thought.