MOTHER'S JOY
By Jackson Robard


Chapter 1

Since the afternoon before when she had casually glanced into her thirteen-year-old
son, Jimmy's, seldom used bedroom to see what he was doing, Laura Barnes had sat,
half-slept, and walked around in a state of frustration. She certainly hadn't been trying
to spy on him, but the fact that he only occasionally used the room, except on the two
weekends a month when Mike, her husband, came home, or when he was building a
model of some sort, had piqued her curiosity. She'd been on her way to the bedroom,
saw the door slightly ajar, and eased it open farther to look in. What she saw had
profoundly shocked her at first, as it might any mother who loved her boy, but
somehow she had kept her wits and she was more than thankful for that now.
Remembering it all vividly for the umpteenth time, the dark-eyed, thirty-six-year-old,
striking brunette poured liberally from the sherry decanter, aware that she was drinking
more than she ordinarily would, or should, on any normal afternoon, but this wasn't
exactly an average day for her, and wine for some reason always seemed to soothe her.
Besides, Jimmy would come bursting in from school shortly, his handsome, fair-skinned
smile broad for her alone, and she wanted to be mentally prepared for that...
God, there was no question but what some changes had to be made! She'd hardly slept
the night before thinking about it, while he had lain there beside her, as always, swept
away in the deepest of child-like comas... except that she knew now he was no longer
just a child...!
Earlier yesterday she had caught him doing it... actually playing with himself... arid
holding a pair of her wispy, nylon-panties in his hand, occasionally smothering them
against his nose and mouth as he frenziedly stroked it. She knew now that her
subconscious realization of the terrible embarrassment he would suffer was what had
held her from rushing in on him, and again she was thankful for that! What could she
possibly have said to him that wouldn't have shattered their relationship... perhaps
forever? Instead, she had stood there mesmerized, watching like a voyeur, her eyes
uncontrollably locked on his hard, young penis and the velvety, excitedly swollen
testicles between his stiffened, spread muscular thighs, until his youthful sperm spurted
in convulsing gushes into her capturing panties while he panted and groaned in ecstatic
release, his handsome, blond-headed face contorted with the erotic rapture, the inciting
scene unwittingly stimulating her!
Somehow, she had caught hold of herself and backed away without his seeing her,
making her trek quietly to the bathroom and staring into the mirror, a blank expression
reflected there. God, it had never dawned on her that her baby was actually of that age!
But... but what he was doing was no more, nor less, than normal, was it?... what every
body and girl did sooner or later in answer to nature's demand... what she herself, had
done? Her brain had swam as she fought to keep control. Lord, she'd reasoned, let's
hope she was educated enough in the modern acceptance of sexual psychology to
realize her son was doing nothing more than what his approach to manhood
provoked... yet, there was another matter that now must be considered! She couldn't let
him sleep with her anymore!
Laura sipped from her glass and stared across the comfortably furnished living room at
the oil painting fishing-boat scene as she invariably did when she was alone. The peace
instilled in the strokes of the work always seemed to help lessen any tension she might
feel, and for a moment, she lost herself in its tranquil splendor... remembering that
Mike had bought it for her in Mexico ten years before... the happiest year of their
married life... the year he had taken his traveler's job for Waterfield Paper-Makers, Inc.,
the year she had become a two-weekend a month wife!
Love him? Yes, she had, did, and probably always would... but with reservations now,
even if he were to wake-up tomorrow and come running home to them! Through
fifteen years of infidelity, a woman not only hardened... she calloused!
That year, the year of Jimmy's second birthday, the year of the painting, she had
threatened divorce, and for the next eleven months she couldn't have known a more
devoted husband. Though it had been difficult for her to forgive and forget, she had
tried, and there had been times when their love-making had been breathtaking... but
gradually, he had started to grumble, accusing her of paying more attention to his son
than him... until he'd begun to drift away once more, and by that time a new life had
made its special demands on her... Jimmy's.
Remembering, Laura recollected the calm, almost happy manner in which she had
accepted Mike's new position with Waterfield, even though he would hardly ever be at
home. To her, it had meant less inner-grief, less wondering where he was... and above
all, less caring! The money was excellent and Mike Barnes, if nothing else, was a
compulsory husband and father. He had always provided well for them... maybe out of
shame, but that didn't matter either. Their home was in the thirty-thousand dollar class,
and their neighborhood semi-exclusive. No, she could never take anything from him in
that respect... In his mental insecurity, which was his damning affliction, she could
condemn him; she knew that one day he would come home to them, crying on his
knees, awake to his ridiculous-philandering mistakes, begging them to take him back...
but would they...?
God, sometimes she wondered! Those wonderful days so many, many years ago when
he was the tall and handsome, blue-eyed, blond catch of the school seemed so remote...
so little-girlish... so empty in the wake of all he had put her through... and now, there
was Jimmy, the reproduction of him in every respect, except for the boy's concern for
her, an emotion that his father had never truly known...
Perhaps it was nothing more than too much wine... Laura wasn't sure at that point, but
with or without its heady stimulation she concluded, as she had so many times lately,
that she had replaced Mike's husband-image with Jimmy, who was the very, very
replica of his father... the little boy who had slept with her almost constantly since he
was five-years-old... and who couldn't continue to lie in bed beside her anymore! There
was absolutely no question about it! She would have to think of some logical reason
and a casual manner of getting it across to him that he would accept without too many
questions; but more important, she must be careful to hide her real, flustered
misgivings from him!
If she were not a passionate woman, it might be different, but she was, and too often
uncontrollably so, she honestly reflected, sensing the blood rushing into her cheeks at
the realization of her intimate, secret acts a near-husbandless life had led her to practice.
God knows, the two week-ends a month that Mike was home were not enough to
satisfy her constant sensual desires; she'd had to resort to self-gratification, however
debasing it had been in the beginning, but with time the shame had worn thin, only the
forbiddenness of her licentious performances remained.
Oh yes, as might any vibrant and attractive, lonesome wife in similar circumstances,
Laura had thought of having affairs, but the sordid idea had repelled her, a sickening
reaction she laid to Mike's parade of infidelities... the philandering husband who, even
when he was home, complained of exhaustion from his heavy workload, and who was
invariably too tired to fulfill her in the sexual lovemaking she so desperately yearned
for. Instead, it had become an almost systematic ritual, an expected service on his part
that their marriage compelled him to perform, usually leaving her hopelessly wanting.
No, she wasn't fooled by his complaints of being "tired"; she'd found too many tell-tale
bits of damning evidence in his pockets and on his clothing not to realize the truth...
What else had been left for her but fingering herself, she reasoned defensively as she
sipped from her glass? But it wasn't the act, was it? It was where and how... in bed at
night, holding tightly to the sleeping form of her son and rubbing her impassioned
loins excitedly against him, finally climaxing with a taunting finger on her clitoris while
she hungrily kissed his relaxed face...!
God, it must stop now! Her baby suddenly had grown up! Yesterday had been the
awakening proof of that! An unexpected ripple of sensuous excitement raced through
her belly and loins as she again pictured him furiously stroking his young and
hardened, thick penis while he held her wispy panties to his nose, the expression on his
lust-incited, youthful face telling her of the exotic pleasure that filled him! But it was
the fact that he had taken her tiny panties... wanting to smell... maybe even taste the
essence of her down there that had, and was, driving her wild...!
Yes! My Lord, yes! There would have to be some changes... before it was too late...
before something awesomely forbidden happened between them! Laura vowed, pouring
herself another glass of wine with a shaky hand... the sound of his whistling as he
walked up the drive reaching her...


Chapter 2

There wasn't any real reason to let it upset him the way it had when he'd arrived home
from school, Jimmy Barnes decided as he wiped the last dish, slipped it into its place in
the cupboard, then told his Mom, who was giving the sink its final cleansing, that he
intended to work on his stamp collection in the living room.
"You're not going out tonight, dear?" she questioned, the usual pleased lilt in her tone.
"Naw," he replied, smiling at her. "Thought I'd pester you instead."
She laughed, warmly. "Pester...? You don't know the meaning of the word, darling."
"Don't be too sure," he teased back over his shoulder as he walked into the living room.
"I think you're prejudiced anyway..."
"And why not... with a handsome son who's a straight A student, and going to be the
next class President?" she called after him while he opened the desk and began to lay
out his paraphernalia.
"Maybe," he added, still smiling to himself, sitting down and beginning to thumb
through his album, quite confident actually that he would be elected, that thought
giving way to one concerning Chad Riseman. He'd promised the bigger and older boy
that he'd take in a movie with him that night, but then when he'd come home and saw
his Mom sort of heavy in the wine bottle, he'd quickly changed his mind. He supposed
he ought to call Chad or something... Later, he would... but he shouldn't let his Mom's
enjoying a few glasses of wine get to him the way it had... Heck, she was perfectly fine
now that she'd eaten, and it was just about all the pleasure she had in her lonesome
life... only lately, it seemed to him that she was drinking more... which was damn good
reason why he should spend as much time as he could with her... besides, the secret
truth was that he'd rather be with her than anybody, only he hadn't realized it as much
before as he had the past few months.
He thought about that for a few moments, a pleasant warmth filling his belly before
invading reflections of his Dad began to cool it. He supposed he ought to hate the man
responsible for her loneliness, but he didn't... It was crazy, maybe, but he really
respected and thought a great deal of him, though sometimes he realized that he hardly
knew him; he saw him so seldom. And maybe that was just as well too, because it
would be different between Mom and himself... like on the two weekends a month
when he had to sleep in his own bed... only anymore he didn't sleep, just laid there
thinking of what they were doing, his cock getting as hard as a board, his mind all
confused... until finally he'd jerk it, shooting the stuff into a pair of her hot-smelling
panties or lacy bra that he'd sneaked out of the soiled laundry hamper... then, he would
sleep...
Sometimes, it amazed him how and why his beautiful Mom had put up with it so long.
She knew, Jimmy felt certain of that, just as he had known ever since he was ten years
old, remembering the incident when he had been in a play at elementary school and his
Dad had taken him, waiting in the wing while Mom was out in the audience, and he'd
seen his father hugging and kissing Miss Rhodes, their new, young drama teacher.
Crap, he'd never forgotten that, or the terrible way he'd felt, hating both of them... until
he'd graduated into Junior High, not seeing Miss Rhodes anymore lessening the awful
memory and tempering his bitterness toward his father. All the time, his sympathy and
love had grown for the way his Mom never complained, simply smiled and hugged him
to her, or ran her hand through his hair... often fondly kissing him when they were in
bed and she would draw him tightly against her: Yes, truthfully, he was glad that his
Dad didn't get home any more often... and lately, he sometimes wondered if his Mom
didn't feel the same way...
Jimmy opened a packet of mint U.S. commemoratives his father had brought him on
his last trip home the week before, while his mind was occupied with thoughts not even
remotely connected with what his hands were automatically doing. He was thinking
that if anyone had ever told him that a guy like himself who loved sports the way he
did, who'd rather play ball with Chad and the neighborhood guys, than anything,
would just about give them up to spend the time with his pretty Mom so that she
wouldn't be left alone so much, he'd called them crazy. But that was before, not like the
last few months... when every time she hugged him and kissed him on the mouth,
saying things like he was going to be more handsome than his Dad, caused those crazy
funny feelings in his belly! Man, she always smelled so nice, and the way she pressed
him right up tight against her... he... he could feel the hard little nipples on her 
breasts, her rounded soft belly... and... and everything!
Jimmy felt his face flushing and his penis stir in his shorts at the stimulating
recollections, at the same time wondering what had come over him since his thirteenth
birthday! Man, it was crazy! They'd both seen each other naked a hundred times, but
lately, just looking at her full and firm, cherry-nippled breasts, or her curvaceous hips
and rounded, white buttocks, the young girl shapeliness of her smooth, ivory-skinned,
pretty thighs and calves... say nothing of catching a glimpse at the black curly-hair
between her legs, had set him off like wild! Man, that's when he got the hot, tingling
feeling in his guts, his old rod getting as hard as a rail!
He remembered the time a year before when he was twelve... she'd walked into the
bathroom while he was showering and peeked into the stall at him, her sparkling dark
eyes lighting up when she'd looked at him down there and gasped: "Good heavens, my
little man is getting big! Do I see... see hair growing there around it...?"
"Aw Mom..." he'd groaned in his embarrassment, but secretly he'd been proud, he
recalled... and pleased that she'd noticed how big he really was getting. He had always
dreamed of being tall and broad like his Dad, and it seemed that he was going to be.
Already, at thirteen, he was taller than she...
"Now wash yourself good down there, darling," she'd added with an impish smile. "We
always want to keep him nice and healthy for the right girl... don't we...?"
He remembered how he had squirted water at her then, making her jump back with a
girlish squeal, her short, bouncy, raven hair and lovely teasing face dripping as she
slammed the glass door, promising to get even the first chance she got... And that night
in bed, she had gotten it, tickling him all over until he could hardly breathe, finally
showing mercy because he had to get up for school in the morning, but he hadn't slept,
only pretended as he had other nights when the first listlessness crept over him, until he
had felt her arm that was around him drawing him tighter to her, the rhythmic
movements of her soft, smooth belly and warm loins rubbing against his thigh and
causing his cock to harden inside his shorts... then, he'd felt her hand move down
behind him... as if it were between her trembling legs there, her breathing coming
harder and harder, her body finally shuddering all over... but he'd never let himself
believe that she was really doing that...!
"I thought you said something about going to a movie tonight?" Laura questioned,
entering the room and interrupting his lust-inciting thoughts. Jimmy heard the tinkle of
the wine decanter and knew without looking that she was pouring again. He heard her
sit down in her favorite chair and felt her eyes on his back.
"It wasn't anything definite," he answered, pretending at concentration on the stamps
before him, aware suddenly that his crazy cock had grown rigid in his pants at his
provocative thoughts of a few moments before. Man, he didn't want her to notice that...
"I think it's an old one anyway... probably seen it. .
"Good," she said, softly, studying the handsome shape of his blond head and the
breadth of his strong young shoulders with deep affection as the wine immediately
began to warm her belly. God, he reminded her so much of Mike when he was
younger... How was she ever going to explain to him what she had to? They just
couldn't go on sleeping together... it was too dangerous...! But... but... "Y-You know I
love to have you stay home with me... we have such good times together... at least, I
do..."
"Me too," Jimmy quickly added, turning in his chair to face her, the sight of her
crossed, nylon-covered, full thighs exposed beneath her short mini-skirt immediately
attracting his young blue-eyes, adding to the stupid hardness of the solid erection inside
his pants. He sensed the heat in his face and casually tried to cover his lap with his
hands. Man, he couldn't figure what the devil had come over him all of a sudden. He'd
certainly seen her long shapely legs enough times... even all the way... but there was
something about looking right up her skirt... and the silkiness of the hose covering her
firm, rounded thighs... He forced his view-level up to her sparkling, dark-eyed smile
and stammered: "H-Honest... I'd rather stay here with you, M-Mon... than anything...
really...!"
A delicious little tremor quivered upward along Laura's spine at his enthused
declaration... but it was the way his discerning young eyes had lingered on her legs that
caused the chill of excitement... or was she just imagining it...? Good God! What was
she thinking of...? She had to get a hold on herself! He was her son... her baby...!
Nervously, Laura gulped from her glass, while her brain floundered for the proper
words. "It... it might be better if you did go out a little more, Darling... I mean... as
much as I enjoy having you here with me... I-I know you have other things you'd rather
be doing... and... and I think I'll just go on to bed anyway..." Jimmy glanced at his
watch. "I-It's early... just a little after eight is all. Why don't you turn on TV...?"
"No... I have a new book... I thought I'd read for awhile," she said, lying and knowing
it, amazed at her own statement as the warm effects of the wine began to revive her
earlier glow. Lord, what mysterious lewd power was guiding her, anyway... and toward
what...? She was almost afraid to know...!
"O-Okay..." Jimmy gulped, watching the tiny sparks excitedly swirl in her eyes.
Something was happening... he couldn't understand what, but his belly was churning
like crazy just looking at her. "I-I'll go to bed and read with you...!"
"Y-You will... I mean... are you sure you want to, Darling...?" she managed, her
stumbling words sounding absolutely ridiculous to her. My God, she had to tell him...
to put a stop to all of this before something...! His hands in his lap... he was trying to
cover himself there...! It was hard! Yes... she could see the bulge in the front of his
trousers for certain! His sweet young penis was... was hard... and his handsome face all
flushed...! Oh... she mustn't let him see that she noticed... mustn't embarrass him... and
he'd held her tiny panties to his face while he'd stroked it...!
"I have a book report to do for English... I-I should get at it... Just a chapter or two left
to read," Jimmy said. Cripes, she'd been looking right at his cock! He wondered if she'd
seen it... sticking right up straight, as if he had a chunk of wood in his pants! Oh man,
what was she thinking now? He never felt so crazy-keyed up in his life...!
Laura drained her glass and poured another from the decanter, getting to her feet with
a forced air of nonchalance. "I-I think I'll take a bath first, Darling..." Maybe that would
help to calm her blood a bit... God knows, she better do something! This was getting
way out of hand! And after, once she'd settled down, she could talk to him sensibly...
make him understand that it was best for him to start sleeping in his own bed...
"Okay... I'll finish hingeing these stamps," Jimmy said, turning back toward the desk,
thankful that he was going to have a chance to undress and get into bed without her
seeing it stiffened right out like a broom-handle. He'd go into the bedroom the minute
she got into the tub... then he could watch her better when she came in, too...!

* * *

If there were any tranquilizing effects from her bubbly tub, Laura had yet to experience
them. Lord, her full, rounded breasts were actually swollen and tingly, their little red
nipples like waxened berries in their hardness, the touch of her own bathing hand to
them setting off tiny shock waves of excitement racing downward through her belly and
into her loins. The mirror was no help either when she stepped out and began to dry
herself, the reflection of her pampered, curvaceous white body feverishly titillating her.
It had to be the wine; she'd drunk way too much, expecting it to ease her tension, and
instead it was feeding it! God, how many nights had she gone through this, her
sensuously denied flesh worked-up to such a needing pitch she hardly could wait until
Jimmy slept before drawing him tightly to her and passionately massaging her craving
genitals against his. strong young body.
Was it so wrong...? He was her own baby... her own son... and she wasn't hurting him!
Wasn't that better than being a promiscuous wife and a neglectful mother? At least, she
didn't entertain a parade of lovers as Mike did mistresses! And what she did, however
forbidden, she had managed with discretion... but that was before... before she'd seen
him yesterday, wasn't it...? He'd held her flimsy black panties right up to his nose and
mouth, smothering his handsome young face as he frantically stroked his handsome,
hard cock... then spewed his untainted, youthful sperm into them! God, she'd had to
reassure herself that very morning, going through the soiled laundry, until she'd found
them near the bottom where he had carefully shoved them, still moist and viscid from
his releasing moment of rapture, the poignant aroma mixed with her own, wildly
stimulating her when she'd uncontrollably held the tiny black garment to her own nose!
She couldn't tell him, Laura suddenly decided! Not tonight! She tossed her bath-towel
onto the hamper and indulged her dark-eyes on the sweeping curved charms of her
satin-skinned, unblemished body. Girls in their teens could hardly claim more could
they? she proudly thought, lifting her wine glass and taking half of its contents. She saw
the gleaming excitement in her own dark flaming eyes... the tiny emotional twist to her
smile! God no! She couldn't tell him tonight; the warm feel of him tight against her as
he slept... her own darling baby... she had to know that tonight! Tomorrow... tomorrow
she would tell him... explain it all very gently... carefully... understandably... but
tonight...!
Laura swept up her folded, sheer black, shortie night-gown and slipped it over her head,
momentarily wondering why she had chosen that one. Lord, she hadn't worn it since
the year they were in Mexico... and Mike had been turned on by it, hadn't he? Mike...
where was he at that very moment? With some girl, no doubt... but she didn't want to
think of that! To hell with Mike! To hell with everybody! Her baby was waiting for her
in her bed...! Oh God...!
She went back to the living room to secure the doors, turn out the lights, and refill her
glass, unbelievable little tempests of avid excitement rippling through her belly and
moistening her flushed genitals. She refused to let herself think, or bow to rationality,
scooping up the novel she'd bought as she headed for the bedroom.
Jimmy lay with a book resting on his chest, supposedly reading by the light from the
small bedside lamp on the table beside him. Laura doubted that he was. There was
something too pretensive in the scene. She slipped out of her negligee, watching,
particularly, the almost apprehensive tension in his youthful eyes. He... he was actually
ogling her...! She wondered if it was still hard inside his shorts, if his belly was 
raging as excitedly as was hers? For a moment, she stood there, smiling with ungovernable
sensualism down at him. His handsome, adolescent mouth opened dryly and he licked
at his lips...!
Dear God...! She couldn't stand it a minute longer!
With a tiny whimper, Laura dropped her book onto a boudoir-chair, set her glass of
wine on her bedside stand, and quickly crawled in beside him, taking the volume from
his releasing hands to push away as she encircled him within cuddling arms and
passionately drew him against her. Without a word, she kissed him flush on his
trembling lips, her own parting in a soft, moistness while her tiny pink tongue
uncontrollably came into play in a never-before act between them...!
She felt the rigid tension of his near-naked, muscular young body as the reflexive
tautness seized him in response to her erotic soul-kiss, and for one anxious moment the
dreadful fear that she had repelled him swept through her... and then with an
overwhelming emotion of sensual joy, she realized that he was relaxing... going almost
limp, his delicious, teenaged flesh seeming to hotly melt into her! An indefinable blend
of affectionate mother-love, combined with sheer lustful desire, filled her wine-incited
mind and vibrantly aroused body, as hungrily, she began to smooth her soft hands over
the loosening muscles and sinews of his back!
Laura felt it, then... the distinct throbbing hardness of his lengthy, thick boy-penis taut
against his belly, separated from her own wet, fevered loins by the white cotton material
of his shorts and her flimsy nylon nightie! Wild fermentations of undisputable desire
charged through her, even as maternal love flooded the depths of her being, and she
pressed his willing, youthful body desirously against her trembling near-nakedness,
exulting in the delicious taste of his opening mouth and receptive tongue! She drank
the essence of his short, hot breaths, parting her lips wide and closing her eyes
rapturously as she explored in unequaled bliss the tender and untainted delight of her
own son...!
Jimmy couldn't hold back the whimpers of wild excitement charging through him! Not
only the fact that his Mom was French-kissing him, but the way she was hauling him
right up-tight against her soft, spicy-smelling body, her full, firm breasts with their tiny,
hard nipples like marbles digging into his naked chest... her smooth little belly hot
against his... and... and crap, he could feel the slight curly puffiness of her there
between her legs... rubbing against his hard cock the way she did all those times when
she thought he was sleeping!
Oh man...! He loved her more than anything in the whole world! She was beautiful...
and soft like satin... and... and the way she was kissing him... her tongue right in his
mouth... oh man! He couldn't believe it! He'd kissed a few girls... but it'd never been
like this! They'd always been stiff and hard-lipped, like they were doing you a favor...
giving you a big treat... never, never, never like his Mom was kissing him and teasing
his tongue with her own...!
His young brain frantically reeled. Even in his most exciting moments alone when he
jerked it, he'd never come close to such wild-tingly sensations! His cock was so hard it
felt as if it would never get soft again, and his balls were beginning to ache! Wow... he
didn't know what was happening, but he hoped it wouldn't ever stop...! He hadn't even
dreamed it would be anything like this when he'd suggested coming to bed with her...
and the crazy expression on her beautiful face...! It was the same one he'd seen her get
sometimes with Dad! It really was...!
"Oohhh...!" Jimmy heard himself choke out, suddenly aware that his Mom had slipped
her hand inside the waistband of his shorts from behind and was clutching at his naked
buttocks, trying to pull him tighter up against her! She gently drew her mouth from his
then, and whispered: "You're not afraid, Baby... you're not afraid of your Mommy are
you?"
Her breath was hot... and coming in gasps, the aroma of it like a bouquet of roses, he
vaguely compared. "Me...? Afraid? With my own Mom...?"
"Oh Darling... I don't want to hurt you... I really don't! I love you so much, Baby...!"
Laura gasped, feverishly caressing his lean young buttocks.
"I-I love you, too, Mom... honest... I really, really do...!" Jimmy hissed, his breathing
wadded in his throat at the feel of her soft hand massaging and pulling at his asscheeks, 
forcing his hard cock snug against the enticing swell of her hot, squirming
loins.
"Oh God... my darling little lover!" Laura whimpered, her inflamed, provoked flesh
tingling from head to toe, her mind a turmoil of impassioned, wine-glazed lust... and
abruptly, she let loose of him, sitting upright in the bed to cross her arms and tug her
nightie over her head in one swift movement. "There...!" she exclaimed in a husky
voice. "Now, I'm going to make my own son the happiest boy in the world! I am,
Darling...!" she insisted, leaning toward him and slipping her arms around him once
more to draw his handsome young body close, holding herself partially raised on one
elbow so that her left jutting breast with its palpitating, hardened nipple, was nearly
brushing against his young gasping lips. "I-I fed them to you when you were only
inches long, Jimmy love! You always hungrily sucked them... made me understand that
I was your Mom! Please... please do it now for me...?"
Jimmy stared at the lust-inciting mound of firm, rounded white flesh with its up-tilted,
berryish-hard nipple and the aureole of satiny pink skin surrounding it, his brain
swirling in unprecedented excitement, a flickering memory of time suddenly
registering... as if he could actually remember the way he had sucked it... then! He
hazedly sensed her engulfing arm and hand caressing his cheek, guiding him toward the
mind-bending delight! Crap, he wanted to! He could almost cry!
Eagerly, he grasped its warm, soft resilience in his hand, plunging his mouth over the
palpitating, hardened nipple, hearing her chokingly gasp when he spread his lips to
take in as much as he could, and automatically, he began to tease the tiny, solid red-bud
with his eager tongue!
"Oh... oh my sweet baby... yes... yes... Like that, Jimmy darling! Ooohhh... suck it... love
it... bite it if you want... only don't stop, Precious...! Ooohhh... suck Mommy's titty...!"
With spellbound fascination, Jimmy loudly moaned, the sight, feel, taste, and knowing
what he was doing, tearing at his churning belly and throbbing loins with
unimaginable, inspired young lust... His cock pulsed unmercifully as she rubbed her hot
soft, curves against it, and then her hand was smoothing down his rib-cage to his hip
and the waist band of his shorts once more... spidering its way inside and... and right
down toward it...!
He choked out an audible sound when her fingers found it... lovingly caressing before
they encircled it... then tenderly grasped... her whole soft, warm hand wrapped right
around his hot, screaming cock! He wanted to blurt out something... maybe just a cry
of joy... but he couldn't! He could only suck at her full, pliant white breast and thrust
his hips wildly back and forth with his aching cock in her clasped hand... manipulating
its foreskin in a rhythmic pressure that peeled it away from the smooth, swollen head
with lust-firing delight!
The hot feel of its tip-moistened, ridged hardness in her clutching hand, while he
reflexively began to thrust and withdraw his hips as if mysteriously propelled,
maddeningly inflamed Laura's blinding passion. Its burning thickness and rigid length,
measured by the width of gripping fingers and palm, surprised and salaciously pleased
her. She felt the outer layer of white-skin sliding back and fourth to expose its wet,
blood-filled glans with erotic thrusting of his fervid young cock, while his loving mouth
and tongue excitedly sucked at her swollen, electrified breast.
"Ooohhh... my little lover... my sweet darling!" she rasped, her lips pressed against his
forehead. "It's so beautiful...! Are... are you happy, too, Baby...?"
"Uuummmhhh...!" Jimmy heatedly grunted nodding his head as he ardently sucked and
tasted the soft, velvety delight of her perfumed, jutting breast and thrust his hips in a
growing steady rhythm, his hard throbbing cock pumping sleekly back and forth within
her soft, clutching hand, his youthful, whetted brain spinning in a whirlpool of new
found desire that he prayed would never end!
"Oh, Darling... I've got to see it!" Laura suddenly exclaimed, working the covers down
off them with almost frantic feet and leg movements, her flashing dark-eyes fixing on
the thick length of his rigid, teenaged penis lasciviously encompassed in her lecherous
hand, the sparse ring of blond, pubic hair at its broadened base adding additional fuel
to her wine-infused passion...
Jimmy sensed his own eyes licentiously widening as he gaped downward at the sight of
his Mom's small hand .possessively wrapped around his cock, his point of view quickly
changing to the breathtaking beauty of her completely naked curves... the little bowl of
her belly... her slender waist that smoothly swept into rounded, full hips... but mostly,
the silken shadow of black curls covering the mound between her white, full thighs! He
couldn't see "it"... not really... not her actual pinkish crevice... but man, how he wanted
to...!
"Oh Jimmy... what shall we call him... this handsome, hard fellow?" Laura hotly rasped,
unable to keep the lewd tone of her lecherous desire from her voice. "Shall we call him
by his real, secret name... your cock...? Shall we, Darling...?" she lovingly hissed,
squeezing and massaging his throbbing rod of seething, stone-hard flesh.
Her use of the forbidden word rocketed through Jimmy as might a charge of electric
current. The mere thought that she even knew the lewd word inspired new crazy
sensations in his belly, and he felt his penis uncontrollably lurch in her caressing
hand...
"Yes, my sweet Darling... it's going to be our very secret, secret," Laura excitedly
whispered, "and we're going to have such wonderful times from now on... just you and
me! Mommy's going to make you the happiest boy in the whole world... teach you all
the beauty of love... and making love. So we must call everything by its most exciting
term... like your cock... and my cunt... or pussy... and when we put them together...
your cock right inside my cunt... we'll fuck, Baby...!".
Jimmy couldn't restrain the groan of provoked young passion the lascivious words
which were enlighteningly tumbling from her beautiful lips was causing him; yet, he
reasoned, as forbidden and lurid as he had always thought them to be, they sounded
wildly exciting when his Mom whispered them... and then, she had his hand and was
gently moving it down over her smooth belly... and... and right through the silky, black
hair between her legs... until he could feel the soft, moist puffiness of her... her pussy!
Again, he apprehensively moaned, his mind racing in crazy, keyed-up tension as gently
she held to his hand, manipulating his fingers into the hot, wet, velvety flesh that had
to be her cunt...! He could feel the tickling soft hairs on either side brushing against his
trembling hand, and for a brief moment he thought he might cry right out from the
emotional turmoil raging inside him...!
"Don't be afraid, Precious...!" Laura panted with flushed ardor. "It's Mommy's cunt...
and your fingers are right between its hot, swollen lips! Doesn't it feel soft and warm,
Darling... and all moist? It's all right, my sweet... you can explore... yesss... like that,
Baby... move your fingers around... there! There! You feel the little hard, button-like...
yes! Yes! My God...! Right there!" she chokingly gasped. "That's the secret place, Jimmy
angel... Mommy's clitoris... and when you touch it like that it sends me right up on a
cloud... it's so beautiful!"
It had to be a crazy, jerk-off dream, Jimmy frantically reasoned. It just couldn't be
actually happening, him lying there with his beautiful Mom's soft white tit against his
cheek, his fingers right in the crevice of her hot, wet cunt, while she clung to and
continued to stroke his wildly aching, hard cock! But... but it was happening... right
there at that very moment... and as sure as crap, he was going to go right out of his
frigging skull if he didn't shoot his stuff pretty soon...!
"Yes! Yes! That's the way, Sweetheart...!" Laura hissed, passionately squirming her
curvaceous hips and buttocks to his avidly exploring, finger ministrations while she
possessively clung to his throbbing, hard juvenile cock, writhing her seething loins with
a pointed movement that guided his finger downward toward her sensuously secreting
vaginal mouth. "There! Right there, Jimmy! Push your middle finger into the little hole!
Ooohhh...! That's it, Darling! Way in! Push it way in... as far as it'll go...! Ooohhh...!
Oh God...! My precious young lover! Ooohhhh... in and out, Baby... yes, like that... way
in... way in... now out and in again... again! Ooohhh God! I can't stand it... it's so
beautiful! Quick, Darling... get on top of Mommy... right between her legs there!" she
hoarsely commanded, lifting him bodily to cradle between her lustfully drawn up and
spread-open full, white thighs!
Jimmy whimpered aloud as she sat up and eagerly pulled down his shorts, while he
stared at her swaying, upthrust, firm breasts, and further down to the wildly stimulating
sight of the silken pubic curls between her wide-splayed legs. He could see it now... the
slightly opened pink crevice of her wet pussy! She lay suddenly back, drawing him
down on top of her and reaching between them to gently grasp his blood-pulsing cock,
her breathing coming in hot gasps upward into his face as she spread the hair-lined
swollen lips of her moist pussy apart with its throbbing sleek head, then placed its fiery
knob right at the wet, burning mouth of her nibbling cunt passage! "Now, lover, now!
Push it in! Fuck Mommy! Oh, Jimmy darling, fuck her good...!"
Oh man, man, man, he thought, his mind reeling, his throat near choking in its
dryness! This was one part of the act he didn't have to be instructed in! He'd never
fucked a girl before, but it was as if he'd been born with the know-how imbedded in his
brain... and he had to bury his hard seething rod of pulsing cock-flesh someplace, or
flip, entirely...!
Furiously, he thrust, feeling the length of it boring into the hot, wet velvety, flesh as if it
were tunneling its way right up into her quivering belly, raising a grunt of gasping
pleasure from deep in his chest, while his Mom, lifted her hips and whimpered out her
own guttural cry of bliss.
"Oh Baby... Baby... fuck your Mommy... don't ever stop! Ooohhh... ooohhhh...
oooohhhhhhh...!"


Chapter 3

Chad Riseman unhurriedly lumbered along the winding, residential street, glancing into
the lighted front windows where he could, always hoping to see a girl or woman in the
state of undress, or at least nearly so, but never really expecting to. You had to sneak
around to the rear of the houses to catch those scenes, he knew, and generally at a later
hour than eight-o'clock of an evening.
His head floated, euphorically, from the joint he'd blown a half-hour before in his
bedroom, though he still hadn't, gotten over his anger at his old-man for refusing to lay
a "fiver" on him. Christ, you'd think the funky bastard was up against it or something,
instead of salting it away in bundles like most of the MDs in the country.
He made a mean grimace as he thought about it, angrily twisting his puggish-featured
face. He was a big and barrel-chested boy for sixteen, a fraction of an inch short of 
sixfeet, with shoulder-length shaggy brown hair and shifty, small dark-eyes. His irascible,
wet mouth seemed caught in a perpetual sneer that won him few friends, but his ability
with a baseball bat, plus the fact that he was an ardent stamp collector, had fostered a
tolerable relationship between Jimmy Barnes and himself... whose house he was heading
toward at that moment.
Beside him, a massive German Shepherd dog trotted with purebred agility... though
Chad wasn't certain of his ancestry. The brute had just suddenly appeared on their
doorstep one day and the big boy had laid claim to him, throwing away the collar and
tags that he wore and heckling his old-man into buying new ones. All of that was over
six months ago and the novelty of the forever-following beast had worn thin... in fact,
the way he trailed after him everywhere he went was getting on Chad's nerves more
every day.
"Why the hell don't you take off, Victor!" he irritably grumbled, with a wave of his arm,
startling the huge, handsome animal. "Go on... get lost for awhile mutt!" he spat,
cruelly twisting one of the dog's noble, upstanding ears to raise a painful whimper from
it.
With a bolt, the powerful dog shied away from its adopted master who walked on
grinning and snickering, the beast, pausing to stare after him in obvious hurt confusion.
Again, Chad laughed, then looked up to see that he was standing in front of the Barnes
home, his smile fading when he saw that the house was in darkness.
What the hell was going on, anyway? That fink-was supposed to take in a movie with
him tonight! The little punky mama's boy... he'd bet his ass that he'd gone off
somewhere with that luscious mama piece! Well if he had... damn him...! The least he
could've done was given him a call and say so...!
Christ, he couldn't have gone to bed already... could he? Both of them... at this time of
night...? Maybe... maybe, he'd just take a little hike around the house and see if there
were any bedroom or bathroom lights... He might even catch a glimpse of the sexy Mrs.
Barnes in her next-to-nothings... Man, she was some doll of a broad, all right, with
everything going for her... face, tits, ass, and knockout legs! A lustful charge of lewd
excitement bubbled in his gut and groin as he thought about her. Damn, wouldn't he
like to see her in the raw, though! He'd bet she'd be some fuck... not like the stupid
prissy-asses at school who wanted it so bad they nearly wet their pants... until you
slipped a finger into their tight pussies and then they began to bawl and give you the,
"I'm not that sort of girl" bull crap.
Chad entertained these thoughts as he moved with the deft silence of an experienced
peeping tom, knowing that Victor was still close behind him, but not caring once he
saw the faint glow of first-floor light filtering through what had to be a bedroom
window...!
Again, a sensation of lewd anticipation washed through him as he crouched down and
inched forward... Probably no one inside, he reasoned on second thought, but it
wouldn't hurt to take a look anyway. You never knew what you might see...!
Christ almighty!
A shocking tension abruptly knotted his belly, whipping his breath away as if someone
had just slugged him there. He moved closer, until his pugged nose was scant inches
from the glass, his small eyes beading in licentious arousal at the unbelievable scene!
Christ... it couldn't be... but it was! Barnes... that little punk... he-he was actually 
fucking his own m-mother...!

* * *

Enraptured by the overwhelming, forbidden pleasure of cradling her handsome
teenaged son between her trembling white thighs, the weight of his inciting, muscular
young body lovingly pressed on top of her lustfully tingling flesh, Laura was beside
herself in sheer erotic happiness. She locked her feet possessively behind his lean
thrusting buttocks, her arms beneath his with hands clutching at the youthful muscles
of his smooth back. She felt his strong chest crushing her palpitating breasts into her,
and she blotted all sanity from her wine-glazed, passion-blinded mind, entirely
concentrating on his lengthy, thick cock which was racing with fervid thrusts into the
wet, seething channel of her hungrily clasping cunt!
Dear God... whatever... yes, whatever came of it, this heavenly moment was worth it!
Never-before sensations of carnally lecherous craving charged through her fired genitals
and intensively quivering belly, even as the tender bliss of fulfilled mother-love
tempered the forbiddenness of her defiling seduction. Unequaled, if, salacious joy
pervaded every hidden recess of her body, and she greedily kissed his gasping, boyish
face, working her feverish hips and naked round buttocks in tiny undulating circles,
clutching with her inflamed, inner cuntal flesh at his pulsating, hard young cock on his
every zealous plunge. To her own pleasureful moans, she heard him gasp out his erotic
little chokes of young sensual lust in rhythmic cadence to his lunging teenaged penis.
God, if she dared, if it were not that she might frighten him in this, his very first time...
and there wasn't the least doubt in her befogged spinning brain but what it was his first
time... she would no more... suggest more to stoke them both! But there were going to
be many more passion-filled nights for them, and each time, she would surprise him
with something new and exotically enticing... something enravishing that would always
keep his love and desire centered upon her...!
Deliriously, Jimmy pounded his throbbing rod of hardened cock-flesh into his beautiful
Mom's receptively open cunt. He intricately sensed the moist, velvety flesh like a
honey-dipped fist clasping and clinging to it with tempoed regularity, except that his
expanded, aching penis was completely engulfed by its smothering clutch. Her hot, soft
thighs were snugly wrapped around his pounding hips, her feet locked on and pulling
at his quivering ass-cheeks with every charge, as if she were trying to get it inside her
burning belly deeper and deeper! Man... he was going to explode like a balloon before
long! His balls had never seemed so achingly bloated; nor had they ever throbbed the
way they were now when he'd jerked it... even when he had her flimsy nylon-panties to
smell and taste! Then, it struck him the way his cock must look racing right up into her
hot, wet cunt...!
"I want to see, Mom...!" Jimmy eagerly rasped, struggling to free himself from her
imprisoning grasp... See it going in and out of your... your pussy! Please... can I...?"
"Oh, Baby... yes, yes!" Laura excitedly replied, his lust-filled request like a hot searing
iron to her sensuously burning passion. She released him, wantonly drawing her legs up
and back until she could place her calves in a locked position over his young broad
shoulders. There!
Now you can see everything, Darling! Just look down...!"
Jimmy did, the lewdly erotic sight sending shock-waves of mind-shattering sensations
racing through his churning adolescent loins and belly. The sensual spectacle of his
Mom's flushed, blood-swollen cunt-lips with the delicate carpet of silken black hair
surrounding them made him avidly lick at his dry lips. He saw the way the puffy hair
fringed oval en-framed her excitedly opened crevice, exposing the glistening, moist pink
flesh between. Then, he gaped at his own cock, thick, wetly coated, and pulsing as he
slid and jerked it, into the sucking hole of clinging, coral flesh... and all of it, 
the whole crazy wild panorama was almost more than he could bear!
In frantically steeped arousal, Jimmy raised higher and craned his neck to see between
her widely spread, rounded white buttocks, the lustful desire to view her little hole there
inescapable! It was almost as if she knew, he wildly thought, watching the way she
raised her beautiful ass-cheeks higher and higher and tried to stretch them more open
for him with her clutching hands on either side, lewdly pulling them further apart. He
saw it then, the tiny recessed opening, puckered and pink in its smooth, hairless vale,
not two inches below the ovaled, clasping wet hole his cock was frenziedly charging
into, and glistening, too, from the secretions that had dribbled down to glaze it...!
"Does it thrill you, Jimmy darling...? The sight of it, I mean...?" Laura asked in a 
husky, passion-choked voice.
"Y-Yeah... yes... crap, yes! Just looking at it... all of you naked, Mom... I could go 
right out of my skull!"
"E-Even... even my little asshole?"
"Oh... oh, Mom!" Jimmy groaned, throwing himself down onto her once more and
hungrily kissing her. "I love it! Man... I love it... really, honest!"
"Oh God... my precious darling!" Laura exclaimed with overwhelming, desire-incited
ecstasy. "It's all yours to do with whatever you want... all of me is...! But... but we
mustn't hurry... take everything slowly... each time... until we know what each other
likes best to make him happy! Oh, Darling! Your Mommy's going to make you so
happy! I love you so much, Jimmy! Don't ever leave me... just love me and fuck me the
way you are... fuck me good and hard... be the lover I've always needed...!"

* * *

Twice, Chad had whacked the whimpering Victor sitting on his haunches beside him as
he peered through the window, watching the unbelievable, forbidden sight nakedly
taking place on the bed before him!
Christ! Barnes fucked his mother... his very own mother... and he'd never thought the
kid really had enough down-to-earth brains to catch cold... not downright sock-it-to-me
brains! Man, he had to re-evaluate that boy! Anybody who could slip his cock into a
beautiful doll like Mrs. Barnes, especially when she was his own mother, had something
going for him! Goddamn, she was luscious! Her firm white tits were even bigger than
he had imagined them, and what a gorgeous, rounded ass she had! And that ivory
skin... like smooth, soft satin... wow! How he'd love to touch it... run his hot hand over
those lush curves... but letting her own son fuck her...? Man, she must be needing...!
In jarred, lust-fired awe, the big boy had watched their lasciviously naked performance
with incredulous, bugging eyes, immediately feeling his own long, thick young cock
bursting into hardness at their every provocative movement, the sight of Jimmy's
hardened rod of penial flesh fucking into her wet, pink hole, while she hung her long,
shapely legs over his shoulders, damned near too much! Without hesitation, he opened
his pants, unleashing his own heavily throbbing, long cock, lustfully grasping it and
beginning to pleasurefully stroke the thick outer layer of skin back and forth over its
uncircumcised, moist bulbous head. Beside him, Victor whined again, and Chad
slugged him, hissing for the animal to be quiet. Frig, he'd never seen anything like this
in his whole life... a guy really fucking his very own mother!
Not that he blamed him much! Man, what a pretty sight she was lying there naked
beneath that stupid punk, her big round tits sticking right up firm and full, her long,
white legs draped right over his kid-shoulders, and his little stiffened cock whipping
into that-hot, wet, hair-fringed cunt as if it could handle it! What the hell would she do
if she ever had his long, husky cock pumping inside her throbbing, hot pussy? Go right
out of her mind, maybe...!
With slackened open-mouth and lust-incited loins, Chad began to stroke more
vigorously at his hard, pulsating penis, while he covetously watched the whimpering
antics of the bare-assed finky kid trying to fuck his mother... the realization finally
dawning on him that Jimmy was kneeling up, trying to see his skimpy little cock
plunge into his Mom's pink, wet pussy... and even more, gaping down to see the tiny
hole of her ass as she lifted it up and obscenely spread her full, white buttocks with her
hands for him!
Christ! This was too, too much! He'd never even thought of anything to match it! His
own rod of searing cock-flesh was throbbing like crazy just watching them! Fervently,
he pulled at it, his eyes glued on the licentiously presented nakedness of the woman
against her own son! Crap, that thought alone was almost enough to bring him off! But
every time he thought he was going to make it, Mrs. Barnes did something... like hold a
tit up for Jimmy to suck, spread her ass-cheeks so that fink could see her tiny asshole,
or tightly grasp him and excitedly hump her lush, white ass six-inches off the bed in a
frantic series of wild motions that held him spellbound!
Victor again whimpered beside him, but Chad ignored the beast. His own lust-infused
loins were demanding too much to waste attention on the crazy dog. Fuck, he didn't
care anymore even if they saw him! What could they say? Incest wasn't exactly smiled
on these days! The bitch...! If he used his head, maybe...! Why not? Why not? Christ,
he'd fuck her silly... make her suck him, too... and finky Barnes could stand there and
watch him...! Man... man...! His balls were meaningfully churning...!
Frenziedly, the doctor's son stroked himself in the dark of the night, while he
voyeuristically gaped through the window... and beside him, Victor, the stray German
Shepherd, occasionally whimpered, his feral eyes seemingly fixed on the people
occupying the bed inside... almost as if thoughts were provoking its brain rather than
animal instincts...!

* * *

Laura was swept up in the ecstasy that her Jimmy's pulsing, rock-hardened young cock
was ardently creating for her... and as well, dazzled by his and its virile durability! She
actually had expected him to cum long before this, but instead, to her passion-inflamed
delight, he continued to maddeningly fuck his sizable, thick white column of hardness
into her wet, seething vagina, increasing the blissfully building pressure in her raging
loins and quivering belly toward that fantastic moment of enthralling release!
Her lust-glutted mind gyrated in veritable salacity, her nostrils flaring as the aroma of
their incestuously coupled genitals filled her with heady wafts of sensual bliss. She
strained under him in passionate wantonness, her long legs lowered once more to seize
his hips, while with lecherous hands she clutched his slender waist and began to
manipulate his tremulous young body and thrusting, hard cock, influentially guiding
the latter to her own best advantage. With audibly gasping sounds, she dug her fingers
into his youthful, benumbed flesh to help him pump his young frame and hardened
cock in and out of her fire-ridden, clasping cunt. She was almost there! To the very
peak of heaven's door! She had to make it at any cost... crawl over, if necessary, that
pinpoint pinnacle that would gush forth all the release of those flame-searing emotions
that had, and were, haunting her impassioned flesh...!
Jimmy fucked into his mother like a teenaged demon, aware and glad for her grasping,
helping hands on his waist. His hard, screamingly aching cock, had never felt like this
before, and his swollen balls gave him the feeling that they were going to rupture like a
pin-pricked balloon if he didn't empty them soon! Man, he wanted to cry he was so
happy with joy! His chest ached and he could feel his own heart pounding, but that,
too, was in the unbelievable pulsating knob of his cock-head! Everything, all he'd ever
learned or known was congested there in that throbbing, sleekly swollen head of cock
flesh! He loudly whimpered as he fucked into her, feeling his burning penis being
sucked and milked spasmodically by his mother's seething engulfment of flaccidly
clasping, hot cuntal flesh...!
"Oh... oh God, Darling... Mommy... Mommy's going to cuummmm... nooowwwwww!"
Jimmy heard and understood his Mom's convulsively sporadic cry of ecstasy, for his
own spilling moment of enchantment was bursting through the length of his cock like a
jet-stream, of boiling oil! His teenaged heaving balls had begun to pump their sperm
filled contents with spasmodic, spine-shattering rapidity. Wildly, he cried out to the
maddening sensations racking his naked body, while he continued to surge into her,
feeling her cuntal walls secrete their drenching gushes of liquid warmth around his
plunging cock, flooding his genitals like an upset vat of hot wax. She jerked and
lurched beneath him, holding tight to his waist as the mouth and lips of her climaxing
cunt pulled feverishly at his squirting cock, moans of ecstasy bubbling from her
slackened face.
"Oh, D-Darling... Darling... fill me with your hot cum! Fill me, my lover!" Laura
wailed, her thighs quaking, her belly trembling with the unleashed pool of seething
bliss her baby was squirting into her...!
Jimmy dropped onto her, actually collapsing, feeling his warm, mucid semen mixed
with her own delectable juices backwashing his rapidly deflating penis. It seemed to
him unbelievably and erotically without end, until his Mom, too, exhaustedly gave one
last writhing spasm, then began to cuddle him to her and softly croon into his ear... and
that was the way he fell into sleep...
... And outside the window, Chad Riseman lewdly pumped the hot, liquid contents of
his sperm-filled balls against the side of the building, never taking his gaping little eyes
away from the lustfully depraved spectacle taking place on the bed. Then, his own
passion temporarily sated, the big boy slunk away in the darkness, his fired brain wildly
racing as it schemed and plotted, while Victor silently trotted along behind...


Chapter 4

Laura awakened the following morning, to a creeping paralysis of remorseful, loathing
horror, as slowly the abominable seduction of her own son with all of its obscene
highlights incredulously passed through her nauseous mind. Her shocked brain reeled
with the terrible impact of its truth... for it was true... not a dream! She had actually
seduced and made incestuous love with Jimmy! My God...! What had ever driven her to
do such a thing? Had she completely lost her wits...?
Suddenly, she sat upright in the bed, unmindful of her nakedness as she realized that
her son's sleeping form was not beside her! A sickening sensation of apprehensive dread
washed through her as she wildly surveyed the sunlit room for signs of him... and then
she saw his clothing on the chair where he had tossed them the night before... the
sounds of water splashing in the shower finally reaching her ears. With a long,
desperate sigh of relief, Laura quickly swung from her bed to choose her ankle-length,
quilted robe, something that would completely cover her naked body, as if in so doing
she was hiding the shame and anguish filling her whole being.
Dear God, what could she say to him...? And what would he say to her... or would he
even speak to her after what she had done to him? It had to have been the wine; she
had lost total control over herself... had acted no different than a wanton slut, she
abhorrently remembered, her entire depraved corruption of his innocence parading
through her tortured mind again.
Subconsciously, Laura moved toward the kitchen to prepare his breakfast before he left
for school. Somehow, she had to manufacture an air of aloofness, not for her own sake,
but for his. She mustn't let him be swept up in a paroxysm of embarrassment, nor
allow it to estrange them! Dear God, she could never endure that...!
She paused then in the hallway, the unmistakable sound of his whistling reaching her
through the panel of the bathroom door. For a long moment, she could do nothing but
stand there and with unbelievable mounting joy, listen to his tuneless warbling, a sound
which she suddenly decided was the most melodious she had ever heard in her life! A
thrill of utter delight coursed through her, completely transforming her mood from one
bordering on chaos to another of brimming elation, the parable of the prodigal son
briefly running through her head.
Her-Jimmy sounded like anything but a boy overcome with embarrassment; in fact, she
slowly and excitedly smiled to herself at the mental pun, she was more reminded of the
cat who ate the canary! Was it possible? Dear God, had she actually made him happy
with their forbidden love-making? A tiny relishing shudder passed over her as his
buoyant whistlings continued, her suddenly unburdened mind stimulated with the
intimate reflections of their unleashed passions the night before.
She literally floated into the kitchen with the mental image of his long, thick young
hardened penis emblazoned in her mind, and though she knew it must never happen
again, she would always keep his handsome virile cock fixed in her memory. Even at
that moment, and in the wake of the terrible remorse she had known only a short time
before, the mere thoughts and visions of their delicious forbidden fucking caused tiny
sensuous tingles to ripple through her loins and belly, until momentarily, she sensed
droplets of her warm secretion oozing from her vagina to moisten her pussy-lips and
soft, inner-thighs.
God, just the mere thought of his near hairless, smooth adolescent body with its jutting
pole of fleshy hardness cradled between her wide-spread legs and soundly fucking into
her hot, wet cunt, was frustrating her, she realized, as she confusedly walked around the
kitchen. She had to get a hold on herself, immediately! It must never, never happen
again, and she would vow to that! What was done couldn't be reversed, but the future
could be guided. She mustn't let him see her sensuously excited this way, not ever
again, and eventually what had happened last night between them would dull in his
mind... Just be thankful that he didn't hate her, was all... and try to remember that, she
had a husband... a husband who would undoubtedly destroy her if he ever knew what
she had done to and with their only son...!
"'Morning, Mom," Jimmy said, a cheerful, if, somewhat flushed smile on his handsome
young face. His entrance into the kitchen had brought her thoughts to an abrupt halt,
and as he rounded the table to kiss her on the cheek in his usual day-beginning
greeting, Laura couldn't restrain her quickness of breath, nor the fluttering of
excitement that surged through her at his closeness and the smell of his freshly cleansed
young body. "What's for breakfast?"
"Why... I thought some French Toast, maybe... you always like that," she heard herself
reply, surprised at the control she was managing over her voice, when her belly was so
frantically quivering. She tried not to overly stare at him, but his facial expressions,
which she could read as well as her own, would give her the insight she sought to his
mind. She had to know what he was feeling...!
"Sounds great," he said, his handsome, teenaged grin widening. "But then, you always
did know what I like best, Mom."
His pleasant words reverberated in her skull as she watched him pull out a chair and
drop down onto it, opening the small book he had been reading the night before in bed
when... when... She forced her memory to pause at that point, and race backwards in
seconds to his statement. Had it carried a double-meaning? Subconsciously, she went
about the task of breakfast, while she simultaneously proceeded to analyze his open and
unruffled mannerisms.
With the exception of the slight blush to his cheeks when he'd kissed her, she could
actually note nothing out of the ordinary in his actions or expressions. He seemed
perfectly at ease... the handsome young gentleman he had always been with her... and it
occurred to her that perhaps at this critical moment he was being more gallant than
ever... maybe even thinking that she was suffering pangs of self-reproach at letting him
do such a thing to her. Yes! He was the type of boy, more considerate of others than he
ever would be of himself. Oh, the poor, sweet darling... if he only knew! But she must
keep control over herself! She mustn't let her feelings for him ever again seize her
physical being so completely as they did last night! Never! She was his mother, and as
his mother... a true idolizing parent, she would love him...! But God, he was so
adolescently handsome and desirable, she lecherously thought...

* * *

Jimmy stared at the pages spread before him, but the words were a jumbled mess. He
had no intentions of even trying to read them; the whole idea was to put his Mom at
ease. Crap, after last night and the way she'd let him fuck her, he felt certain she'd be
uptight with a whole head full of remorse. It was always that way after you did
something you knew you shouldn't, like ditch classes, or snitch a chocolate bar at the
grocery store, or even jerk it though you knew nobody could see you. After the stuff
pumped out, you invariably got that feeling of shame, quickly putting it away, even
though you knew all the time that you'd soon do it again.
When he'd awakened and saw the sun streaming in through the window, then looked
over to see his Mom peacefully sleeping beside him, her naked, full white breasts
exposed to him with the sheet just covering half of her soft, smooth belly beneath, his
old cock had jumped like a jack-rabbit. Everything that they had done together only
hours before had streamed through his excited brain like a kaleidoscope of
unbelievability, until his throbbing penis was as hard as a doorknob, and he hadn't
wanted her to see him like that again so soon. Man, she'd think he was some sort of
sex-maniac who walked around with a perpetually stiff cock, so he'd kissed her on the
smooth, silken skin of her shoulder, then quietly slipped out of bed to shower and get
ready for school., Man, she was something else, all right! As often as he'd seen her
without a stitch on, he'd never realized how really beautiful she was. Last night, he had!
He'd actually shoved his burning, hard cock right up into her warm, wet cunt... shot his
jism in blowing gusts into it... right into her very quivering belly... and he was never
going to forget that! Because she was happy! He was positive that she had been, the
way she whimpered and cried for more, levering the warm hole between her legs up at
his charging, spewing cock until he'd thought he would flip his gourd!
Yeah, he'd made her happy; he felt sure of that. And happiness wasn't something she
knew a great deal about with Dad being gone all of the time, but he'd managed to give
her a smattering of it. Crap, if anybody deserved to be happy, it was her! And she'd
made him crazy wild joyous, too. He'd never even dreamed that fucking could be that
much better than jerking it; nor that looking at a girl's naked body could fire him quite
the way it had. He just couldn't remember what they'd done in any other way but being
beautiful, and he'd made up his mind to try and make his Mom see it that way, too.
He knew she was looking at him, watching to see the way he bandied himself after last
night. Crap, he wasn't any dope; his sex education class had taught him all about incest,
but that was for other stupid families. with drunken fathers and the like; certainly not
for people who loved each other the way he and his Mom did. He pretended at reading,
his mind really working to think of something nice to say to her. Man, she was
beautiful, even in that quilted robe which he had never liked...
"You want to go to a movie tonight, Mom?" he heard himself ask, pleased with the way
he was pretending to half-read while he talked.
"Movie...? I don't know, Jimmy... maybe... Depends what's playing."
"I don't know. They're showing a lot of old ones, lately," he said, supposedly fastening
his eyes to his book as he answered. "I just thought that maybe you'd like to get out
and do something..."
"Well... that's very kind of you, Darling," she replied with a new lightness of tone. "I'll
think about it today, eh?"
Jimmy looked up, smiling. "Okay," he said, leaning back against the chair. "How's the
French Toast coming?"
"Almost ready, dear."
"I like French Toast."
"I know, Darling... I know everything you like..." he heard her say and knew she was
smiling.

* * *

Jimmy walked onto the school-grounds with his penis in a state of semi-hardness,
unable to clear his mind of the lust-provoking reflections of his mother and himself the
might before. He was thinking as he casually greeted and nodded to school-mates, that
he had a campaign speech to make that morning in assembly, and wouldn't that be
something... standing up there before the faculty and whole student-body with the front
of his pants bulging out from his hard cock. Crap, he had to wipe thoughts of her from
his mind, at least, for now, or he was going to make one great big fool of himself...
"Hi, Jim," Chad Riseman greeted from where he sat on the top step, just outside the
main entrance to the building. His puggish face was caught in a half-grin and the
German Shepherd, along with several of his regular buddies were sprawled around him.
"Thought you were going to take in a movie with me last night? Where were you? I
came over, but no one seemed to be home...?"
Caught unaware, Jimmy could only stare at the bigger boy, while his brain raced for an
answer. It occurred to him then, that Chad's buddies were also wearing twisted little
smirks on their older, rowdyish faces, and an unpleasant sensation gripped at his
entrails. Finally, he managed: "I ah... had to go visit some people with my mother.
Sorry... I meant to call you, but..."
"But you just got too wrapped up in what you were doing, eh?" Chad finished the
statement for him, his thick-lipped little mouth almost leering, while his small, shifty
eyes obnoxiously gleamed.
"Well... something like that," Jimmy uneasily replied as a ripple of snickers came from
the others.
Chad laughed outright and he lumberingly got to his feet, Victor immediately following
suit. He moved toward Jimmy, extending a muscular arm to wrap around the smaller,
blond-haired boy's shoulders. "Let's you and me take a little walk, Jim, old buddy? Got
a little business proposition to talk over with you, eh?"
"Well... I ah... should go over my speech for the assembly this morning," Jimmy
stammered, lamely trying to find an excuse which would get-him away from what he
suddenly felt was a situation that wasn't going to be to his liking. Chad Riseman had
never really been a "buddy" of his, anyway, just a fellow-stamp collector and baseball
player, and for certain, Jimmy never had anything to do with his pot smoking pals, but
the bigger boy was holding tight to his shoulder and steering him back down the steps
toward the campus.
"That can keep, man... this can't," Chad said through his almost lurid grin. "Besides,
you've got the glass presidency practically in the bag... practically, that is... providing
you listen to reason and don't blow it."
Jimmy stopped short at the older boy's words and felt Victor brush against his leg; he
looked sharply up into Chad Rise man's round, homely face. "W-What are you trying
to say, Chad? Blow it... listen to reason...! I don't get it..."
"Well now the way I see it, Jim boy," Chad softly began, tilting his nubbin head to one
side as if in ponderous thought, "if news ever got around school that you and your
Mom kind of dig a little fucking together on the side, it might louse up your whole
campaign... know what I mean?"
Jimmy could only gape up at the bigger, older boy in stark shock. He sensed the blood
draining from his face, then rushing into it in a wave of blushing shame that he
couldn't hold back. His knees suddenly felt weak and a bottomless void opened at the
base of his stomach. Then, came the rage and the abrupt, vicious urge to smash his fist
into the still half-smirking pugged face, even though he knew he was physically no
match for Chad Riseman. "I-I don't know what the devil you're talking about... but I
don't like it!" Jimmy tried, instantly realizing that his only hope was to brazen it out,
while his whole young body began to tremble from head to foot. He jerked free of the
bigger boy's arm and balled his hands into fists. "No one can say a thing like that about
my mother and...!"
"Easy, man... easy," Chad soothed, never losing his grin as he held his hands up palms
outward as if to calm the blond boy. "Now, the way I see it, just your Mom, you, and I
know about it, and there isn't any reason why anyone else should find out... as long as
one of us don't noise it around, eh? I mean... look, man, I watched the whole show with
my own eyes through your bedroom window last night! Wow! Some fucking party you
two put on..."
"You bastard!" Jimmy spat, a red haze sweeping from the recesses of his brain to nearly
blind him as he swung his fist in a looping arch toward the other's jaw, and it was that
roundhouse swing that telegraphed the punch, giving the bigger, stronger boy ample
time to dodge the blow and catch Jimmy's arm in mid air.
Quickly, Chad crowded him, still holding to the one arm and drawing Jimmy into him
with a bear-hug from the other. "Keep it cool, man! Keep it cool!" Chad hissed into his
raging, tear-dimmed face. "You want to blow it right here and now before the whole
school... the class presidency... your mom... everything? Besides that, I'll whip your ass
so bad that even she won't know you tonight when you crawl between those luscious
white legs of hers! Now... that's better, Jim boy... just cool it, baby... don't let yourself
get up tight, because it isn't going to do any good! Old Chad's holding all the aces...
eh? Yeah... that's better. Now, supposing we finish discussing our little business
proposition like the gentlemen we are..."

* * *

Laura had continued to literally float through the early part of her day, like a new
young bride following the honeymoon. She had performed her routine household tasks
with the naked image of Jimmy and their love-making constantly filling her mind. The
terrible remorse and shame she had awakened to those hours before had long passed,
and smiling to herself, she mentally thanked her handsome son for that. She realized
now that all of her self-loathing had been solely based on her dreadful fear that Jimmy
would despise her the rest of his life for seducing him, and then when she had learned
that this was not so, that she had actually made him happy by physically loving him,
showing him how and teaching him to fuck her, she had glided away on a cloud of
erotic happiness.
Though, she couldn't begin to erase from her lust-incited mind the ecstasy he had
brought her with his beautifully hard young cock racing maddeningly into her moist,
seething pussy, nor just the delicious sight of his virile, naked body climbing between
her waiting, wide-spread legs, it was somewhere around noon when she began to have
misgivings and resorted to the sherry bottle for support.
Dear God, she simply was not thinking rationally, anymore than she was giving the
slightest consideration to her husband! Mike would surely kill her if he ever knew... and
rightfully so! Regardless of how happy she, or Jimmy, had made one another, it was
wrong... terribly, morally wrong, and it had to stop... end, there and now! It must never
happen again, and it was up to her to make sure it did not! Tonight, and from now on,
he would sleep in his own bed! Somehow, she would make him understand that what
she was doing was best for both of them...
Tears brimmed her eyes at that point and a thick lump arose in her throat. God, she
loved him so... needed and wanted him so... but it was wrong, horribly wrong... wasn't
it? Reflexively, she scooped up her glass and drained its purplish contents, immediately
pouring more...
The remainder of her afternoon became a melange of confused emotions, of moments
when she was again soaring on her lustful, erotic cloud, to others when she felt plunged
to the depths of utter degradation, while consistently, she nursed the sherry-bottle. By
the time Jimmy arrived home from school, the wine had done its job well, smoothing
the wrinkles of conscience away and rejuvenating the lecherous fuel that powered her
libidinous cloud. The mere sight of him was all she needed to send little shivers of
sensual excitement soaring through her.
"Hi, Darling!" she warmly greeted just inside the doorway, planting a kiss on his lips
and holding his handsome face between her soft hands.
"Hi... hi, Mom," Jimmy replied, his voice not too steady as he gently took her wrists
and moved out of her grasp. He walked around her then, tossing his books onto a
small, living room table, his eyes obviously avoiding hers. He brushed the back of his
forearm across his forehead and walked aimlessly in a little circle, as if he didn't know
what to do or say next. "M-Man... it's hot out today, isn't it...?"
Laura stared at him, a sinking tightness gripping at her belly. The expression of
uneasiness on his face was all that she needed to tell her something was very wrong...
and she dreaded to think what that something might be. The torment and loathing she
had earlier feared he would suffer had eventually caught up with him! He hated her...
despised her for what she'd done...! Oh God... Oh God...!
"D-Darling... is something... something bothering you?" she awkwardly stammered, her
words noticeably slurred from the wine.
Jimmy looked at her, his confused emotions all funneling into anger at the thickened
sound of her voice. He'd thought he'd smelled the wine when she'd kissed him... Crap,
why did she have to get half-stoned all of the time... so he couldn't even talk to her
when he needed to? And... and she was so crazy-beautiful in those white shorts... long,
slender legs... her breasts sticking right out, round and full, the way they had last night
when they were naked and... and he'd sucked them...! Oh crap, there wasn't anything
else he could do...! He had to run away!
"Jimmy! Jimmy!" Laura exclaimed, calling after him as suddenly he bolted from the
room down the hallway to his own. She followed and saw the door slam shut behind
him, then heard the decided click of its lock, a feeling of utter desolation pouring
through her. Feebly, she knocked on the panel and called his name, while tears of
heart-broken agony streamed down her smoothly complected cheeks. "Jimmy...?
Darkling, please...? Unlock the door and talk to me? Please, Baby...?"
Inside, Jimmy sat on the edge of his bed, digging his nails into the palms of his hands
and biting at his lip until he could taste the salt from his own blood. The tears flooding
his eyes completely blurred his vision, but as much as he wanted to answer her, throw
his arms around her and cry right out, he knew he wouldn't... couldn't! He had no
choice! Chad Riseman had made it impossible for him to do anything but run away! It
was the only way he could save her, and the bigger, pot-smoking, doctor's son, had
given him until tomorrow for his answer!
There was just nothing else he could think of to do...!
Laura stumbled back into the living room, her hands and long, slender fingers covering
her face as she sobbed into them. She slumped onto the davenport, her curvaceous
body convulsing with mental torment that had totally consumed her.
Dear God! She had managed to destroy the only thing that was sacred to her... her
baby's love! Her forbidden... yes, even lecherous desire to possess him physically...
incestuously, had been that final, beautifully destructive force that was the end of all
things for her! No... she couldn't go on knowing that he despised her! She just couldn't!
Blindly, she struggled up from the couch and went to the wine-bottle, pouring
splashingly into the small glass, then sweeping it up to drain it. Again, she poured, her
tortured brain frantically whirling as she tried to think of what to do next!
In his room, Jimmy had gained his feet, was walking around and trying to compose
himself. A move of the magnitude he intended to make was going to require some
money, and although he had several hundred dollars in the bank, there was no way he
could touch it without his mother or father's signature. He was going to have to use a
little strategy... but maybe, if he could just keep hold of himself with his mom, and with
the wine she'd drunk, he could put it over...
Hesitantly, he unlocked his door and stepped into the hallway. Taking a deep breath, he
started toward the living room, his "plan beginning to ferment in his mind... and then,
he heard her deep, soul-racking sobs. Momentarily, he paused, the shuddering
depression of them almost immediately overwhelming him, and without further
thought he raced into the room.
Jimmy hardly knew what he was doing when he grabbed her and hugged her inside his
strong young arms, the tears once again spilling down his own cheeks. She dropped her
wine-glass and he heard it break as she came against him, then threw her arms around
his neck in clutching hunger. Her tear-wet face raised to his and he kissed her on the
lips with a burning passion that stemmed from his groin. She sighed, agonizingly, and
clung to him, her pointed breasts flattening and digging into his chest through his 
Tshirt, while the rest of her slowly moved in closer to secure itself against his teenaged
body.
"I... I..." he tried, but nothing further came.
"I love you, my baby," Laura gasped with choked voice. "Don't hate me! Please, don't
hate me...?"
"H-Hate you...? Oh man... Mom, you don't understand! I love you!" Jimmy blurted,
still passionately kissing her open, moistened mouth. "But... but Chad... he saw us last
night... and... and he says if you don't do it with him he's going to broadcast it all over
the whole school!"
Laura could only stare upward into the handsome face of her son, and even though his
words slowly registered, she was unconcerned with anything but the magnificent fact
that her darling had come to her, taken her into his young, strong arms and
meaningfully kissed her! He didn't hate her! He loved her, just as she loved him! What
else mattered? What else...?


Chapter 5

Laura doubted that she had ever known a more rejoicing moment in her entire life.
Passionately, she hugged Jimmy and sobbingly continued to kiss his young face, while
he ardently held her within his encircled arms, blurting out the whole story of the
Riseman boy's sordid blackmail, and then his own plan of running away to save her. It
was the latter that brought the deepest, heart-felt sobs from the depths of her soul, and
she clung tighter to him, smothering his adolescent body with the soft, full roundness
of her voluptuously supple curves.
"Oh... oh, my God, Darling... I'd die if you ever left me that way!" she gasped,
brokenly, running her fingers through his shock of blond hair, her tear-filled eyes
hungrily caressing his handsome features, while her trembling, pliant body welded itself
to his. "Nothing is so bad that we can't work it out some way together, Baby...!"
"Man... how, Mom... how?" Jimmy choked, his own voice nasalish from his
unrestrainable flood of tears. He continued to hold her, smoothing his hands over her
back, feeling the soft, satin-like warmth of her velvety flesh beneath the sheer cottony
material of her blouse, hardly aware of his stiffening penis which her warm pressuring
belly and loins were reflectively arousing. "He meant it... every word of it! Believe me, I
know that guy, Mom! And he says if you don't let him do it to you, he's going to tell
the whole school about us... you and me doing it together...!"
Even though the full impact of her son's words and their horrifying meaning had
registered in her wine-stupored mind, Laura was still too joyously overwhelmed with
the knowing that he loved her so much he was willing to run away for her. The
beautiful darling had been ready to sacrifice himself to save her... at least, he had
desperately thought it would somehow protect her! Dear God... her own precious
darling... she loved him so...!
"Oh Baby, kiss me... like you kissed me last night!" Laura impetuously whispered,
feeling a sudden ripple of sensuous fermentations tingle hotly in her moistening loins
and fluttering belly. She clung tightly to him, opening her warm, lush lips to his and
darting her tiny, wet tongue into his mouth to find his waiting. She whimpered deep in
her throat at the delicious, provoking taste and feel of him, and then she sensed the
heated jerking hardness of his expanding young cock growing against her soft quivering
belly. A tremor of infused lust shivered along her spine, and uncontrollably, she began
to undulate her pressuring loins against it in tiny, suggestive circles, while dew-like
droplets of vaginal secretion oozed between her flushing pussy-lips to moisten their
pubic curls and dampen her wispy, nylon panties.
"Oh... oh, Mom..." Jimmy feebly groaned, the aura of her rapidly mounting desire
sweeping over him like the heat of an approaching forest fire. He tired for a moment to
concentrate on the seriousness of their situation with Chad Riseman, but even that was
not strong enough to hold back the wave of incited craving flooding through him. His
spirited young cock had lengthened and thickened into a solid hardness sandwiched
between their hot loins, and through his aroused brain raced the entire sequences of
their naked, mind-shattering fucking of the night before. Oh crap... he wanted all that
to happen again... and right now!
To Laura, nothing else in the world mattered at that moment except that she completely
possess her Jimmy, body and soul, her passionate love for him so filling her that to
actually devour him couldn't sate it, she insanely reasoned. She sensed with almost
lecherous elation the billowing degree his own youthful desire had reached, then felt his
finger-spread hands moving down over the full, rounded mounds of her trembling
buttocks. She kissed him hotly with open, wet mouth and searing tongue, whimpering
as his clutching hands cupped and kneaded the resilient flesh of her soft ass-cheeks
through her shorts and dampened panties.
God, she wanted to be naked... wanted him naked, so that she could hungrily kiss and
caress him all over... hold his delicious smooth body tightly against her own... have him
do to her all the exciting and forbidden things she could imagine...!
"Oh, Darling, do you want to go into the bedroom and... and do beautiful things,
again?" she hissed into his mouth, while he ardently massaged her quivering, full
buttocks and she continued to rub his hot hardness snugly with her straining, undulant
hips and loins. "W-We can do new things, this time, Baby... just forget about
everything and everyone else but the two of us... loving and being happy... Would you
like that, Jimmy... right now...?"
Jimmy made a choking groan. His teenaged brain reeled with the whirlpool of fired lust
his mother's sensuous kisses and smothering, curvaceous body had easily rekindled
inside him from the night before. They should be trying to figure what they were going
to do about Chad, he vaguely reasoned, but... but for et about everything and everyone
else... just the two of them the way his Mom had said... loving and being happy... and
doing new things! Oh man...!
"Do you want to, Darling?" she hotly whispered again, and began to suck fervidly at his
tongue.
"Mmm... uummmmm...!" he moaned into her mouth, trying to nod his head "yes" at
the same time.
Laura didn't hesitate further. She eased out of his embrace, then quickly moved to lock
both front and back door, smiling with passion-edged affection as she re-entered the
room and found him standing there, still waiting for her, a limpid expression of feverish
anticipation in his young blue eyes. He licked out to moisten his dry lips as she closed
in on him and teasingly reached down to grasp his swollen hard cock inside his pants
with her small, slender hand.
"Oh Darling... it feels so throbbingly thick and long in my hand!" Laura gasped, wild
sensations of breathtaking desire charging through her at its warmly rigid breadth and
length in her grasping fingers. "I-I can't wait to see it again, and hold it naked and hard
in my hand! Come on, let's hurry, baby, everything else can wait... forever if
necessary...!"
Crap, he didn't care either... didn't care about anything else in the whole crazy world
only seeing his Mom all beautifully naked... kissing and sucking her delicious white
tits... seeing and feeling the silken black hair on her hot, fleshy cunt between her legs,
with its wet, pink crevice opened right up for him! Man, he could almost scream right
out he was so excited! Already, his stiffened long, cock had begun to painfully throb
and a dull tingling ache churn in his swelling young balls...
"Now, you sit right there on the edge of the bed and watch me, Darling,-' Laura
hissingly ordered, her breathing coming raspingly in her throat when she sat him down
then backed away before him, wild intensified feelings of wantonness inflaming her
wine-provoked, sensuously-incited body as she began to undress in front of him.
He did, obeying and staring with gaping eyes as if mesmerized, while his own that were
laced with the burning gleam of a lecheress, fed on the lust-infused innocence of his
youthfully handsome face. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and slipped out of it,
knowing that it was her rounded white body in its complete nakedness that her baby
was waiting to forbiddingly stare at. That irresistible thought, alone, was enough to set
her wild; yet, she continued to move provocatively slow, wanting to savor the ultimate
pleasures his desire-spurred expressions were bringing her.
She could see his captivating young cock pulsating in hardened fury inside the prison of
his trousers; still, she moved with the taunting, slow lethargy of a girl undressing in the
privacy of her bedroom, gently slithering her white shorts down over her smooth,
rounded hips and letting them puddle at her feet on the floor, unable to reason the
meaning of this sudden, delightful taunting of the boy in front of her, whom, she loved
beyond all motherly bounds.
She heard him gasp, breathlessly and knew that he was staring with fixed eyes on her
puffy, pubic-mound between her partially-spread legs, perhaps seeing the warm wetness
that had secreted from her moist, tingling vagina to dampen her flimsy panties, but
surely eyeing her flattened curls that she knew shown black and enticing through the
material of wispy nylon. Then, as she teasingly removed her bra, letting it slide with
tantalizing slowness down her arms, she saw his eyes jerk upward, fixing there on the
unveiled, jutting firmness of her rose-capped, white breasts. Without looking directly at
him, she made them sway and jounce resiliently by tossing the tiny garment of her bra
toward a chair, knowing the impelling intoxication she was boiling inside him, yet
unable to help herself.
Then, she rolled her tiny panties down over the smooth arch of her full hips and
rounded white buttocks, causing him to gasp out in an almost strangled voice that
startled her, momentarily sweeping away her lecherously wanton sensations, and she
kicked the tiny garment from her, running to him with forgotten dancing breasts to
throw herself onto her knees between his legs.
"Oh... oh God, Mom... you're too much... too much!" he praisingly blurted before she
could speak, hugging her naked loveliness to him and trying to kiss her mouth.
She found his and sucked his young, sweet-tasting tongue into her own, holding him
that way for a long moment before reaching down and unfastening his jeans.
"Lie back, Darling. Let Mommy undress you!" she whisperingly ordered, and he did.
Jimmy lifted his trembling, boyish buttocks and let her tug his pants away, his brain a
whirling mass of heated excitement. He raised his arms as if in some sort of coma to let
her pull the T-shirt over his head, and then she was pressing him back with her hands
gently against his chest, those same warm velvety hands moving down to slip inside the
waistband of his shorts and slowly work them over his hips and down his quivering
legs... until he was completely naked... and she knelt there between his spread thighs,
gaping down at his pulsating, hard young cock and sperm-inflated balls as if she were
about to claim them forever as her own!
He tremulously raised and perched himself on his elbows, watching his Mom's hand
slowly encircle his swollen penis to send a tremendous jolt of excitement charging
through his lions as she drew it up straight away from his belly, then began to slide its
layer of outer skin up and down, pulling it back tight to extract the foreskin from its
moist, pulsating head. Her glued eyes and open-mouthed expression seemed to be
caught in an hypnotic spell, he thought, as he watched her, and for a long moment she
hardly appeared like his own Mom at all... more like some wild woman who had
suddenly gone ape and couldn't control herself...
Then, her beautiful face began to lower over it, her mouth opening wider as she held
the hot, jerking shaft of hardness right by its root with two fingers, and he saw her tiny,
pink tongue lash out, swiping over the bulbous, spongy purple knob of his cock with a
nerve-shattering possessive action, its little tip flicking toward and into the miniature
slit on its end to capture the drop of liquid he had seen bubbling there! Spasms of
insane muscular reaction licentiously racked his inflamed young body and he cried out
in a whimpering, juvenile voice as his mother lowered her lushly ovaled, tonguemoistened 
lips onto his cock and hungrily sucked its entire throbbing head into the hot,
liquid shelter of her mouth! He gasped and shudderingly wailed a second time, aware
that those sucking, tensiled lips and engulfing hot mouth were all unbelievably moving
up and down on his achingly swollen cock shaft, but even more, that his Mom's hot,
lashing tongue was twirling and twisting around it, beautifully swathing it with every
upsuck of her nursing mouth!
Laura was hardly aware of her trembling, jerking son's moan of intense pleasure; she
was too overpowered with the staggering immensity of salacious joy filling her quaking
belly and hot, moistened cunt from the sucking of his delicious, throbbing hard cock.
Only once before had she ever known the taste and that had been with Mike, her
husband, in Mexico, but she had not gone all the way and let him cum in there as he'd
wanted her to. The very thought had reviled her, and though she could barely recall the
flavor of it now, she knew that it could never begin to match this heady, sweet boy-cock
of her very own son that she was eagerly exploring and savoring, voraciously trying to
get it all into her omnivorously eager mouth and throat.
The thought flashed through her wine-dazed brain then, that what she was doing was
the culmination of a desire she had unwittingly nourished for God knows how long... to
suck his boyishly beautiful, hardened young cock until it squirted its hot, white nectar
into her lecheress' mouth and throat! Oh God yes, and she would swallow it all until it
flooded her inflamed tremulous belly! It belonged to her; all of his precious, secret
wonderments belonged to her... and this was what she had been saving herself for!
Wildly, she sucked and licked, thoroughly examining with avid, tactile tongue its every
ridge and wrinkle, tenderly cupping his flushed, sperm-filled balls in the warm, soft
palm of one hand, while with two clasping fingers and thumb of the other, she held to
its rigidly broadened, thick base, her slender, feminine hand resting against the sparse,
blond-hair of his teenaged pelvis. With unrestrainable passion continuously mounting
in her naked, lust-incited body, she wantonly knelt between his widespread legs
visualizing the lascivious, sensually inspiring sight it must make for him as she slavishly
worked her head up and down over his straining loins. She sensed him raising his lean
hips upward to her descending buccal motion, fucking his rigid, pumping young cock
into her ardently fastened lips and moist, sucking mouth, and then she began to
swallow in lecherously-blind passion, trying to work its spongy, pulsing head down into
her hot, liquid throat...!
A super-aching throb charged through Jimmy's fired loins and tautened belly. Man!
She'd sucked it into such a hardness that it felt like a length of tree-stump pulling at his
groin. He was still propped on his elbows and gaping in lascivious awe at his Mom's
fervid, wild sucking of his burning cock. For a moment, she had taken it right down
into her constricting throat, but now she'd raised her head again and was pulling his
foreskin up above its blood-filled knob with her fingers... then, she slid her tiny pink
tongue hotly down inside it in a swirling motion, until he could see its tip agitating the
glans wetly, rotating in crazy circles as if she were trying to bore right down into his
throbbing loins this way!
The sensation whipped his breath away! His jerking cock felt as if it were going to
burst! And then, her soft warm hand was tenderly caressing his balls, her other hand
slipping beneath his thigh to pressure it into the air, and finally the other leg, his
genitals automatically doing the same! He was dropped onto the bed, flat on his back,
his knees drawn up high, her beautiful, moist sucking mouth smothering, ingesting his
cock!
At last, she raised her head and gasped: "Hold them back, Darling! Hold your legs back
high for Mommy!"
Jimmy did, never questioning, but lewdly lifting himself until he lay practically on his
shoulders, and he felt her crawl up a ways onto the bed... and... and she began to
unbelievably lave and wash him with her tiny, pink wet tongue!
He whined, puppyishly, as he felt her searing moist lingual member licking down the
length of his pulsating, hardened penis to teasingly play at its wide-spread base before
moving down to his churning balls. Then it salaciously swept up over them, from top to
bottom and bottom to top, again and again, warm and wet and delightful, until one
sperm-floating testicle was suddenly engulfed within a liquid sucking vacuum... then the
other, and he knew she'd had them in her hot, hungry mouth! The smooth dividing
crevice of his upturned ass was next, and he felt her warm, softly possessing hands on
his quaking buttocks, spreading them wider open to her as she began to lewdly paint
him there with the feverish, moist saliva of her tongue and mouth... and then the crazy
wild grazing sweeps on both inner-ass cheeks, pointedly working in circles ever closer
to his almost frightened anus, painting them licentiously, before she reached the raised
circle of his small puckered hole and began to enticingly taunt it with the tip of her
intensely probing little tongue!
Oh crap! Oh man...! He wondered if she really would...? Ooohhh...! He sensed her
stiffened, fiery tongue-tip ardently pressing, trying to worm its way hotly into his
asshole! He relaxed to the fullest and felt it wiggle like a worm inward through his
tingling anal lips, until he thought he was going to cry right out with the obscene
pleasure if she didn't stop!
She did, and she didn't! She returned to his seething balls, greedily licking and sucking
them before pantingly laving her way up the vein-embossed underside of his mindshattering, 
rockhard cock... then, she took it all back into her mouth and he felt her
swallow... swallow a second time, until she had drawn its bulbous, rubbery-like fiery
knob back down into her throat, the buccal motions continuing as she seemed to
swallow his entire cock right down into her hot, sucking gullet... and he knew then that
she wanted him to cum there!
"Oh... oh Mom... I want to do it, too!" Jimmy uncontrollably blurted out, his young
intensely ignited brain a cyclonic mass of lust-incited passion. "I want to kiss... to lick
your pussy! I do, Mom... honest! Please... move it up here so I can...!"
In the blinding white heat of her sensuously overwhelming desire, Laura never
considered hesitating, but quickly climbed all the way onto the bed and twisted around
nakedly to come down with unrestrainable lechery over her son on all fours, yet never
letting his young hardened rod of cock-flesh from her feverish, liquid mouth. She
placed her knees snugly against his quivering ribs on either side of his naked body, her
rounded, full white buttocks spread so that the slightly opened pink, wet crevice of her
seething loins was but a tongue-length from his boyish, avidly watering mouth. She
pressed her incestuously offered buttocks back and down closer to his excited teenaged
face, a quivering moan of obscene anticipation rising in her throat and vibrating along
his painfully expanded cockshaft with an erotic urgency that caused his provoked
asshole to tingle!
Jimmy's brain swam in a polluted haze of never-before lust, the likes of which he had
never even imagined! Nothing or no one in the world mattered, only the wild and
immense sensations building in his straining balls and churning loins, and his beautiful,
curvaceously naked Mom who was salaciously straddling him, eagerly sucking his
inflamed, throbbing hard cock while he stared in licentious awe at the delectable vision
of her spread-open genitals with the dampened black, silken curly hair lining the blood
filled, fleshy lips of her wet, pink cunt.
Hesitantly, at first, but knowing that he wanted to, had to, Jimmy placed his nervous
thumbs on the flushed, puffy soft lips, sensing the intense heat they generated as he
slowly drew the moist, hair-rimmed opening's clinging flesh apart, feeling the sensuous
shudder course through his Mom when he exposed the wet, pink crevice to his greedily
excited eyes. The perceptive, raw inner-flesh glistened with tiny pearlish droplets that
her vagina had secreted in her desire-aroused rapture, the sight causing further
sensations of frenzied intensity to race through him. With a deep breath, he raised his
mouth to the hot, palpitating lips and licked them with trembling tongue, licked and
circled their ragged edges, then realized that he was wildly running his tongue knife
like through the hot velvety flesh as she moaned licentiously around his thrusting,
aching cock.
Jimmy remembered then what she had told him about her tiny clitoris being the secret
place, and he fastened his lips around the erect, quivering bud while she began to
writhe and squirm her lush, white hips and buttocks in ungovernable little undulating
movements. Her entire hot glistening cunt was suddenly flowering open to him and
there was an enticingly perfumed female moisture on his tongue. Even there, she
smelled of crazy-wild aromatic soap. Man, he was going to flip! He was... he was!
He could see nothing through the nakedly enchanting arch of her hair-sprinkled loins
and soft, wide-spread white thighs, but her fully rounded firm tits hanging, their
hardened little nipples hotly branding his tautened stomach when they swept against
him and pressed searingly into his flesh, but he remembered her grotesquely contorted,
beautiful face with the thickness of his pulsating, rock-hard cock sucked into the
clasping oval of her wet, tensiled lips. Then, he realized that his Mom's naked asscheeks
above his face were excitedly waggling for him to do more as she increased the twirling
of her hot, moist tongue around the rubber-like thickness of his throbbing cock's 
bloodinflated head.
He eagerly caught his hands up over the silken-smooth, fleshy white mounds of her
naked buttocks and drew her flushed cunt down closer to his face, bravely thrusting his
stiffened tongue deep up into her seething, wet vagina. The burning, lizard-like
penetration caused her to hum once more, vibrating his swollen penis wildly in her
sucking mouth and throat, while she screwed her clutching cuntal-hole down onto his
crazily spiraling tongue. He felt her soft, moistened lips creeping further onto his
aching cock, the muscles of her hot, nursing throat working as she swallowed almost
rhythmically, his teenaged loins tensing and jerking. Oh man... ooohhh... she was
trying to work his entire pulsing rod of hardness right down into her throat to his
churning balls. Its satiny head throbbed and jumped insanely with the nerve shattering
lickings of her curling tongue caressing its sides; then she began to work her head up
and down with a smooth sucking action and he imagined her inner-lips being pulled
out bizarrely, the pink flesh clinging to his pulsing cockshaft as she voraciously sucked
it, her own mind feverish with the incestuous carnality of the act. He felt her fiery,
hardened-nippled breasts swaying and dancing against the shivering skin of his naked
belly from the short up and down motion of her pumping torso in rhythm to his own
lashing, exploring tongue thrust deep in her sweet tasting, moist cunt... Man, it was too
much... too much...!
Oh God, Laura's wine and lust intoxicated brain whirled maddeningly, they would do
this every night for the rest of their lives! He would lick her hot, loving cunt, and she
would suck his young, delicious hard cock until he emptied every drop of his nectarous
hot cum into her throat and belly! Yes... yes! He was all hers forever and ever! She
possessed him... her beautiful boy-lover... and she couldn't get enough...
Suddenly, a wild and salacious thought raced through her sensually distorted mind and
she reached back to find one of his hands that was clutching at the soft, white moon of
one buttock. She eagerly took the hand, selecting its middle finger and guided it into
the smooth, damp vale between her wide-spread ass-cheeks, until with it, she found the
tingling, puckered little hole of her pink-ringed anus, applying pressure with the digit to
make him understand. She let free of his hand then and waited, a sensation of lecherous
prurience saturating her incited, reeling brain!
She felt his finger begin to work at the tiny lips of her virginal anus! Her breath
uncontrollably quickened as she forgot all else... and then he pushed into it with a
quick, unpainful, forbidden challenge, sending the long, sizeable invader sliding right
up into the warm, rubbery flesh of her excited rectum like another hardened, slender
penis... all the way to the palm of his young, cupping hand!
"Aauuuggggg..." she groaned around his expanding cock in her mouth, but in ecstasy
and delightful shock as her lips and tongue momentarily stopped their frenzied
caressing and sucking, his ardent intrusion into her asshole causing an immediate
twinge of orgasm to start building in her quivering belly and burning loins. She felt his
enrapturous young mouth glued to the round, elasticized hole of her hot, moist vagina,
his deep thrusting boy-tongue swirling and lashing the sensitive walls in cadence to his
probing, rotating finger fucking into her rectum, and she began to suck and draw at the
hot, hard thickness of his teenaged cock with all of her inbred feminine ability, her
cheeks hollowing and swelling, her throat continuously swallowing at its pulsating head
obscenely, while her belly frantically rose and fell as she pulled at him.
God, how she wanted him to cum when she did! He had to, the precious darling, she
thought passionately... desperately! This was going to be their ultimate moment
together so far... when he squirted his hot, white sperm into her mouth and throat
while the maddening sensations burst inside her...! But... but, he'd have to hurry, she
reasoned, her lips clasped tightly around the throbbing blood-engorged shaft of his
cock, opening her throat another measure to take its pulsing head deeper toward her
belly. And at that moment, in the very core of her seething loins, the first violent
spasms of ecstasy were beginning! She squeezed with passionate affection at his
youthful, bloated balls that were nearly touching her ovaled, cock-filled lips, then raked
her nails gently beneath them, as simultaneously, she strained to her rising climax.
Jimmy knew that she was going to cum! Every muscle and cord, every movement and
response of her voluptuous body telegraphed the momentous event to his lust-blinded
brain. He could scream with joy! Licking and sucking her beautiful, hot, wet cunt, his
thrusting tongue coated with the flowing, sweet-tasting juices from her clutching
vaginal walls, his lips welded to her steaming pussy-hole, while he plunged his finger
way into her burning, spongy depths of her tightly clasping asshole and she, sucking at
his cock, all of it, right down into her throat! Crap, his aching penis was going to
shatter right in his Mom's mouth and his balls explode in her face! B-Because... because
he was going to cum, too...!
Laura half-screamed. She couldn't do more; her breath caught somewhere between her
lungs and cock-stuffed throat. But the overwhelming sensations inside her caused her
entire, naked white body to shudder enrapturously. Her mind played no part; she was
sensorially feeling its thunderous cataclysm... and then a second time... and a third!
Dear God... she was cumming and cumming!
She had no conception of space, time, or individuals! Her unprecedented series of
climaxes had completely destroyed relativity... and... and she was cumming again! Oh
God... ooohhhhh... her convulsing, spread-open, pleasure-filled body felt as if it had
been impregnated with a billion needles! Her inflamed, spasming, cunt drifted on a
fluffy cloud of its own! Ooohhh, she could cum forever and ever, on and on... but then,
she sensed Jimmy's thrusting loins jerk, the bulbous head of his expanded young cock
swelling in her eagerly constricting throat... and then, it burst!
Even so, she wasn't quite ready as abruptly it shot down into her gullet in wild spurts of
teeming, creamy liquid, gush after gush of the hot, sweet, boyish-tasting fluid, joined by
the racking tremors of her own hips as her umpteenth orgasm erupted in a splendid
detonation of blinding, lust-satisfying bliss. Again and again he spewed his teenaged jets
of scalding cum deep into her throat, and she groaned while she continued swallowing
and sucking lecherously, her Adam's Apple lewdly bobbing as she gulped and
swallowed the flood of boiling semen squirting into the warm, receptive shelter of her
mouth and throat...
Jimmy collapsed... and then he felt his Mom moving off of him, his-deflating penis
pulling from her still sucking mouth, and he raised his head to see the string of white
viscid sperm still connecting her lush, wet lips to his penis and himself like a weird
umbilical cord. He felt his cock shrinking, yet vainly wished that it never had to end...
because everything was coming back now... all of the problems... Chad Riseman... Oh
man...!
Laura crawled up beside him and cuddled him close to her curvaceous nakedness, her
soft, satin-like full breasts flattening against him. She kissed him affectionately on the
lips, detecting the scent and taste of herself there, the licentious delight of it causing an
impossible little sensation of excitement to spurt through her quaking loins and belly.
"Oh darling," she whispered, "I love you so... and it was just beautiful... beautiful! Was
it... nice for you, Baby?"
"Oh man, yes... yes, Mom... only I'm worried about Chad..." Laura lay her forefinger
over his lips. "Shhh... don't worry, Jimmy," she consolingly said. "I've thought it over...
and we'll let him do... do what he wants... Tomorrow night, you bring him over..."
Jimmy bolted upright in the bed to incredulously gape at her. "Wh-What are you
saying? Y-You mean... you're going to let him do it to you...?"
Tenderly, Laura drew him down inside her arms once more, holding him to her. "There
isn't anything in this world I wouldn't do for you, my precious... and we can't let him
ruin you at school..."
"I don't care about the damned school!" Jimmy blurted, raising up again. "I only care
about you! And he, or no one else is ever going to do it to you...!"
His exclamations both startled and filled Laura with an arousing wave of joyous love.
She read the anger in his young blue-eyes and sensed the rage in his white-knuckled,
balled fists, but as much as it thrilled her, she couldn't deny the lurid excitement that
secret thoughts of sixteen-year-old Chad Riseman had set to ferment in her unleashed,
lecheress' mind ever since her baby had told her...
"Darling, listen to Mommy," she whispered, softly, running her smooth hand along his
thigh. "We have to be practical... and we have to remember that you have a father who
does it to me, too. I love you, Baby... only you, but you most not get jealous and... and
spoil all of our wonderful, future times for us." She continued to caress his tensed,
muscular thigh with her warm, tender hand, ever moving upward toward his limp
penis. She sensed the hot pool of his cum that puddled in her still quaking belly and a
shiver ran upward along her spine as she watched his fists slowly unfold. "It's not easy
for Mommy to sacrifice herself either, Darling, but .you were going to do it to save me!
Now, I'll have my chance to show you how much I love you!"
"Oh... oh crap, Mom!" Jimmy gasped, throwing himself into her waiting arms. She
drew him to her tightly and held him there against her warm, supple nakedness. "YYou 
really'd do that for me...?"
"Of course, my little lover! I'm your mother, and there isn't anything I wouldn't do to
protect you!" she hissed, her feveredly sensuous body and mind rapidly working toward
further, erotic explorations with her captivated son, as she filled her wine-glazed mind
with salacious thoughts of the Riseman boy and trembled in the wake of her multiple
orgasms. "For you, Darling... anything and everything for you...!"


Chapter 6

Mike Barnes was a handsome man, tall, broad-shouldered with lean hips and strong
muscular legs. His son was the juvenile replica of him except in basic characteristics,
and the father knew it, even sometimes envied the boy's strong emotional nature. He
loved him, as much and as devoted' as Laura, but in his keen business-man's eye there
was a set place both for father and for son in a household. Somewhere along the line,
his wife had either forgotten, or overlooked, his parental position... along with her own
vowed, espoused love.
The years of marriage that quickly flittered by could do that to any couple, he supposed,
but he was too conscientious an individual not to admit, at least to himself, the
underlying reasons founding their particular problems.
It had been good in Mexico, he remembered as he lay sprawled on the motel bed,
naked, a scotch-water beside him, a cigarette in his hand. Nothing spectacular, but good
because she was his wife and he loved her... and she was giving herself to him as fully
as she could. All that ensuing year had been the same... love abundant, but without the
sexual frills he longed for... like a clergyman and his wife... still, fulfilling... 
and enough to make his brain re-cogitate as it had so often lately...
The water-spray of the shower caught his attention then. It turned off. She was
hygienically ready. He thought about her, subconsciously, comparing her to Laura. She
was twenty-one, big titted and voluptuously assed. Her name, if he remembered right,
was Karen, and she wore below the shoulder-length peroxide blonde-hair, had exotic
legs made for mini-skirts, and a sultry, pouting, lush-lipped face with predominate 
greyeyes that spelled s-e-x. She clerked for a client of his and had taken all of thirty-seconds
to date. He'd bought her two martinis in an after-office-hours bar filled with her
competition and their marks, then suggested his motel before dinner. She hadn't even
hesitated.
Mike stubbed out his cigarette, then lit another. He stared down at his philanderous
limp cock and concentrated on Laura. He loved her! He really did! Lately, it'd taken
situations like this to make him really know it, but he did! From the beginning, the
whole goddamned basic fault had been his... running around, chasing cunt, unable to
acclimate himself to the married routine, the one and only girl he really gave a damn
about. And... and it was still the same! That was the stupid part of it... sitting in 
motel and hotel rooms staring at walls and chastising himself while the pussy came and
went... all the time knowing and wanting to love only his son's mother!
Christ, he loved her! He loved Jimmy! Why wasn't he with them like any normal
husband and father? Why hadn't he taken the regional manager's position the company
had offered him so he could be close to home? Why the hell not... and what was
keeping him from doing it now? The job was still open! Why... Why...?
She came from the bathroom wearing a sensual smile... nothing else. Mike gaped at her.
Christ, she was luscious... beach-trade without the bikini that bugs the eyes! Her long
bleached hair hung behind her satin-smooth, girlish-wide shoulders, and she held them
back to make her fantastic, high-set rounded breasts jut forward provocatively, their
darkened nipples as hard as marbles. He watched them jounce and sway as she glanced
over at him, her lush lips parting in a taunting little smile as she placed slender hands
on smoothly arched, unsunned hips.
"Where's my drink, Daddy?" she throatily whispered.
Mike swallowed, tightly. Christ, she was rally something else! She had worn horned
rimmed glasses in the office, and had her hair done up in a wad. Her legs had caught
his eye, along with the sensuous curve of her lips...
He got off the bed and grabbed the bottle on the dresser. "Right here, baby," he said as
he mixed.
"No water, Honey," she said, slowly lowering herself onto the bed and striking the
partially stretched-out, one knee up, the other leg down, pose. He gaped at her white
rounded breasts. They were still standing erect... like Laura's all these years... but
perhaps, not quite as big... or round... or firm! "Just ice and scotch, Daddy. I like them
stiff... like cocks!"
She rolled toward him then as he stood pouring into the glass. There was something
about the wanton manner in which she'd said it that sent the cold shivers through him.
For a moment, he felt as if his spinal column had been finalized in ice! He stared at her
voluptuous beauty and felt his cock shrinking smaller and smaller. In that icy vein, he
looked at her softly rounded white thighs and the dark, silken hair-fringed cunt
between. Nothing happened. He walked around the bed and handed her the drink.
"After this," he heard himself say, "you get up and leave."
She took the glass from his hand, rolling onto her back and looking upward at him.
"Did... did I hear you right, Daddy?"
"I-I think so," Mike said, walking toward the dresser and picking up his wallet. "Will
fifty compensate?"
She watched him finger out the bills, an expression of astonishment on her lovely face.
"Yes... but that's for all the delicacies..."
"Forget it! Save 'em! You're too good to waste, doll... and I would be."
She set her glass on the table beside her and raised up. "What the hell's wrong with
you?"
"I-I don't know. I-I just want you to get dressed and leave... now!"
"Well... well I'll be a sonofa...!"
"Come on now, don't try to analyze it, Karen. Please...? Just do it for me?" he said
matter-of-factly, suddenly gulping down his drink.
"Well, I'll be a sonofabitch," she finished in a half-whisper, getting up in the edge of the
bed. She sat there for a moment staring at him, shaking her head and just gaping. She
said: "Your wife, maybe?"
"E-Exactly!"
"Is it bad?"
"I don't know, yet... I hope not."
She eased up off the bed and stood. "You love her, don't you?" she said, her grey-eyes
wide.
"Yes! Yes! Very much... I think."
She picked up her glass and drank from it. Then she said: "You're a good Daddy. I wish
you thought as much of me... but I understand."
Mike watched her cross the room in all of her voluptuous nakedness, knowing that it
was his... still, he held himself. He sat down on the bed and watched her dress. God,
she was a knockout!
She walked to the door, turned and smiled. "Some other time, Daddy?"
"You didn't take your money," he reminded her, starting for it where it lay on the
dresser.
"No. I'm happy, too... Mike Barnes... and you know where to find me. Good bye and
good luck."
"Thanks, Karen."
And then she was gone, with nothing left but his visions of Laura and the way it was
going to be! Tomorrow was Friday and he'd go into the home-office and lay claim to
that regional manager's job! Then, he'd go home and surprise them with the new Mike
Barnes!


Chapter 7

After Jimmy had left for school that Thursday morning, Laura Barnes immediately
resorted to the sherry bottle, but the effects she sought were not to console the
degradation and shame that she should be suffering in the aftermath of her incestuous
debauchery with her teenaged son the night before... rather, it was to soothe the lack of
any such penitent emotion. The ecstasy their forbidden acts had brought her still
churned vividly in her sensuously awakened body, overpowering any feelings of
remorse that, God knows, she should be plagued with. Instead, unrestrainable little
tingles of salacity permeated her soft, wine-warmed belly and unquenchable loins as she
continued to relive their licentiously blissful love-making.
It would happen again... again and again, unless from somewhere unimaginable she
should suddenly be blessed with super-strength... and that, she well knew, was but
wishful thinking.
She was obsessed, and uncontrollably had bewitched her own son... taken advantage of
his natural, inbred young love for her, enchanting him sensually until with willing
eagerness he had fallen readily into the lecherous arms that had guided and coddled
him since the moment of his first breath, as if she could do no wrong! Dear God, what
was to become of them...? No, no... she didn't want to know that, did she...?
Jimmy had held her and kissed her like an ardent young lover before leaving for school,
his virile, boyish penis swelling inside his pants and shorts against the yielding flesh of
her soft belly, its lengthy thickness keenly perceptible through the cotton-robe that
covered her curvaceous nakedness. Immediately, tiny erotic sensations of prohibited
desire had shivered from her genitals into the base of her stomach and upward along
her spine. She had clung tightly to him, returning his fervid kiss, then, gently pushed
him away.
"Y-You'll be late, Darling... better run," she'd whispered.
He'd nodded, obediently stepping back and just looking at her, his young, warm blue
eyes a mixture of emotions, anxiety suddenly predominate.
"Y-You... you still want me to tell Chad to... to come over tonight...?" he asked, as if
hoping that maybe she had thought of some other way to outwit their blackmailer.
She'd hesitated, but more for effect than anything. Above all, she couldn't let Jimmy
know the actual lecherous excitement which thoughts of the older, bigger boy had
aroused in her ever since he'd first told her. She finally said: "Oh Jimmy... I don't see
any other way. We can't chance letting him... give away our secret, can we...? It would
destroy you at school..."
"I don't care about that," he quickly replied. "But it's you... and Dad..."
"Yes... yes, Darling... we mustn't forget your father," Laura had lamely agreed, a
clammy little chill momentarily destroying her mood when she thought of Mike ever
learning the truth. But even that horror couldn't restrain the sensations of lust the feel
of her youthful son's swollen hardness had instantly set aflame, her hidden thoughts of
Chad Riseman lecherously feeding that fire inside her. "Y-Yes, Jimmy... tell him to
come over... Someway, somehow... we'll work it out, Darling..." And that had been two
hours before; she still sat in the living room drinking wine rather than coffee, unable to
rid herself of the intensive flutterings Jimmy had effortlessly rekindled, a warm moisture
that had heatedly seeped from her vagina between the flushed, hair-lined lips of her
pussy, dampening the satiny-smooth flesh of her inner thighs along with the material of
her robe beneath her.
God, was it actually possible that she'd harbored such lascivious desires all these years...
and they had just lain dormantly within her, waiting to burst free as they had that first
time with Jimmy, only two days before? It was not only possible... it had really
happened! But who was to blame... Mike? Her Mike...? She had loved him so much and
he had hurt her so many, many times... Perhaps, had she gone through with the divorce
after Mexico, it would be different now...?
Laura shook her confused head to try and clear the cobwebs the sherry was rapidly
spinning in her impassioned brain. Her stupid cogitating was so futilely ridiculous! All
of the "perhaps", "if", and blame-laying wasn't going to alter the picture in the slightest!
She was an incestuous and lecherous mother, wantonly happy and with no intentions of
changing! That was the truth! And not even the fear of what Mike would do to her
should he find out, could stop her now! She was lost and she knew it... heedlessly,
lustfully, lost... and as the hours passed into the afternoon, she could hardly keep her
growing, salacious anticipation under control...!

* * *

Throughout the school-day, Jimmy was deeply upset over what was scheduled to
happen that night. The mere thought of Chad Riseman "doing it" to his Mom actually
nauseated him, while at the same time, just the knowing that she was willing to sacrifice
herself to such an extent for him made him want to shout with overwhelming joy. Man,
she loved him all right, and not in just some puny mother-son way, either! After last
night, there was no question in his mind the way she felt about him... but even that
mind-boggling memory hardly offset what the coercing older boy was demanding... and
what was worse, there was nothing he could do to save her! Of course, his Mom was
right, the way she invariably was: they couldn't afford to let their secret get out; at the
least, they had to think of Dad...!
"Hey... now that sounds real cool, man," Chad had said with a lurid little grin twisting
his worm-lipped mouth, after he'd pressed for an answer the first thing that morning.
The bigger boy had been waiting for him, leaning against a tree in front of school
without his usual entourage of pot-smoking pals. Only Victor, the German Shepherd,
rested on his haunches beside him.
Subconsciously, Jimmy had petted the beautiful animal's noble head as Chad had
lewdly mouthed his remark. "Damn you, Chad... you better keep your word and not
tell!" Jimmy spat at him, near-uncontrollable rage twisting his handsome young face.
"And remember... it's just this once...!"
"Sure... sure, Jim boy!" the doctor quickly replied, his puggish face widening in an
aroused smile of sheer lust, his small eyes excitedly glowing. "Let's not get all up-tight,
eh? Look, we're friends, kid, know what I mean? And just to prove it... I'll bring along
something to liven the party..." In his anger, Jimmy didn't wait to find out what he was
talking about... hadn't really cared! All that he realized was that if he didn't get away
from that gloating face right then, he might try to pulverize it with his fists... and that,
he vaguely knew, would be as futile as not giving in to his blackmail!
"Someway, somehow, we'll work it out..." his Mom had assured him, and it was only
his confidence in her that had gotten him through the day. He, felt certain that she
would devise some method of out-maneuvering Chad. After all, she was an adult and
he was just a stupid, filthy-minded, knot-head, and Jimmy knew in his heart that she
would never let him "do it" to her... After school, he'd hurried home to find her further
into the wine-bottle than he'd hoped for... but this time, he didn't exactly blame her.
Crap, he wished he had something, himself, if it would really help.
Her smile and kiss, though, when she met him at the door had surprised him; she
didn't seem at all upset... plus the gleam dancing in her eye, and then, there was the
way she was dressed... He'd expected her to be distraught, pretending at self-control for
his sake, but instead, she was wearing a sexy, green-slacks and halter ensemble that fit
her alluringly curvaceous body like a glove, and almost profligate, expectant little smile
that suggested anything but perplexity.
"Hello, Darling," she greeted, kissing him again, this time a peck on the end of the nose
as she pressed her braless, hardened-nippled breasts against his chest. "How did your
day go?"
Jimmy took a long look at her, his youthful forehead wrinkling at her slurred words.
"As... as well as could be expected, I guess," he answered, smelling the heavy odor of
the wine on her breath, blended with exotic perfume teasingly drifting up from the
deep vale between her rounded, high-set breasts. "Anyway... I told him..." He watched
her hesitate, then saw her small, pink tongue dart out to moisten her lightly tinted, lush
lips. "Y-You mean... the Riseman boy...?" she said, as if there might be some doubt to
whom he was referring.
Jimmy stared at her. "Of course... who else, Mom?" he said, a touch of bitterness in his
tone, his young brow furrowing deeper.
Laura swallowed nervously, sensing her son's growing tension, yet, not quite able to
cope with it and her own mounting ecstatic a at the same time. "Well... well, Baby...?
Wh-What did he say?"
"Say...? Crap, what do you think?" Jimmy half-snapped, not at all pleased with the way
she was acting... almost as if she wanted Chad to come.
"To-tonight...?"
"Hah!" the teenager rasped, acidly. He walked around her, tossing his books onto the
table, his brain beginning to race in confusion. "He isn't waiting for tonight! He'll be
here in a few minutes!" , "A... a few minutes!" Laura repeated, a tightening little spasm
gripping at the pit of her belly. Throughout the day, to the stimulating tune of the
wine, she had mentally planned the whole sordid, forbidden affair, hoping to actually
create a party atmosphere, even try to instill that feeling in Jimmy to make it easier for
him, and then, perhaps, gradually they could work into...
"Mom...! I don't want you to do it!" Jimmy choked, shaking his head and staring at her,
fighting to hold back his tears. His white-lipped exclamation immediately severed her
thought train. "I won't let you! I don't care what happens...!"
Laura read the terrible mental anguish, the unhidden jealousy in his open, pained
expression. She rushed to him, her own breath gasping from her chest in an audible
groan as she wrapped him into her arms and held him tightly, affectionately smothering
him with the warm, supple curves of her voluptuous body as she kissed his young,
handsome face time and time again, her own tears abruptly flowing with his.
"Oh, my baby...!" she passionately whimpered.
"I-I just can't let you do it, Mom...! God almighty...!"
"Shhhh... I know, Darling... I know just how you feel... and I feel that way, too," she
whispered, actually meaning it at the moment. "But you must remember our situation...
yours... your father's... We can't destroy him, Darling... even if we decide between
ourselves to take the consequences. We have to think of Daddy... don't we?"
Jimmy's mind spun in a chaotic cyclone of confusion, unable to sensibly engage the
question she put to him... unable to do anything but hold her warm, soothing loveliness
excitedly against him and return her feverish kisses. He wanted to scream, to cry out
his mental agony... but then, suddenly, she was leading him toward the wine decanter.
"This will help, Darling," she encouraged, pouring into one of the glasses and handing
him the dark-amber colored liquid.
Jimmy took it without question. He had tried it before and liked the taste, knew the
warmth and fuzziness it brought, but as well, did he know that it wasn't going to make
any difference. When Chad came, he'd kick him out... hit him with a lamp of he had
to...!
"Drink it, Darling. Drink it down," Laura said, softly, holding the glass up to his young
lips. "If every anyone needed it, you do now."
Jimmy did, listening to her words as if they were uncontestable. They stood with their
arms around each other's waist, his mother watching him drain the glass; then, she
poured again, while the warmth of the alcohol spurted through his youthful veins and
fired his belly, pleasantly. He started to speak, but she said: "You drink this one slowly,
Baby. Sip at it while we talk. It's all going to turn out all right, Darling..."
"Of course it is!" a third voice interrupted, causing them to swing around as they held
to one another and stared at a grinning Chad Riseman, the massive German Shepherd
standing loyally beside him. "No one answered my knock, so I just walked in. Hope
that doesn't violate my invitation...?"
For one brief, long second, Laura felt her breath whipped away. She clutched
meaningfully at her son's waist to restrain his obvious angered move forward, while
simultaneously-she appraised the bigger, older boy physically for the first time since
she'd known him.
God! He was a man... six-feet tall, broad and thick...! What would it be like? As big as
Mike's, no doubt... maybe even bigger! And the expression on his stupid, almost
degenerate face... as if he had just caught the brass-ring on a carousel! Was it possible
that he was the son of Dr. Riseman...?
"It's not an invitation, Chad! It's blackmail...!" Jimmy spat and wanted to continue, but
his mother's hand at his waist held him back. He felt her ease away then, and out of the
corner of his eye, caught her forced, nervous smile.
"Would... would you like a drink of wine, Chad?" she asked, moving toward him and
pointing toward the davenport. "Sit down, if you like."
"Why not?" he said, his little eyes lustfully feasting on her voluptuous curves which her
skin-tight attire could only enhance. Christ, he thought, this was going to be something
else! Her tits hadn't seemed to be that big, or her ass that luscious when he'd seen them
naked through the window...!
"He's a beautiful dog. What do you call him?" Laura remarked, sincerely, looking into
the deep-brown eyes of the noble animal that sat with ears high and tongue
characteristically extended between open jaws of sparkling, white, sharp teeth.
"Oh, the mutt? Victor... but more important, what do I call you... besides Mrs. Barnes?"
he answered and asked in one breath, his grin broadening, suggestively.
Jimmy could only clutch his hands into fists as he stood there helpless... yet, more than
a little thankful for the wine his mother had given him. Suddenly, he drained the glass
and poured again for himself, turning away from the scene in the center of the room.
"L-Laura will be all right... this time," she heard herself reply, not daring to look toward
Jimmy as she walked toward the decanter to pour Chad Riseman wine, almost amazed
at the forbidden sensuous tingles rippling through her. God, he was so big! His cock
had to be big... long and thick... and she had to know, didn't she?
Was it possible all of this was happening to her? Her own son and his friend... or
acquaintance... whatever he was...? She handed Chad a glass of wine then petted the
massive dog's head...
"He's beautiful!"
"He's a mutt," Chad mumbled, gulping half the glass' contents away. "A goddamned
pesky mutt."
"Oh no... he's beautiful," Laura insisted, sitting down on the edge of the couch some
two feet from the doctor's son to draw the great animal's head into her lap and caress
behind its upstanding ears.
"So... what the hell," Chad said, digging into his shirt pocket and extracting several
brown-papered cylinders, similar to cigarettes. "Pot, Laura. I told Jim boy I'd bring
something to liven the party. One apiece. You ever try it?"
She gaped at him in utter surprise. Then: "You mean... marijuana?"
"Okay, marijuana... pot... grass, what's the difference?"
"But... but..."
"But shit!" Chad half-sniggered vulgarly. "This is mild, Laura, after what you and
Jimmy do after the sun goes down... eh?"
Jimmy stood off to the left and a little bit behind them, hearing every word they spoke
more clearly than he would have without the wine. He sensed the blood pounding in
his veins; still, he controlled himself because he knew his Mom wanted him to... but he
didn't know how long he could...! His brain swam in the warm glow of the wine, and
he still sipped in unfamiliar gulps. He watched the provocative green-clad body of his
mother's curvaceous loveliness charming the ugly form of Chad Riseman, saw her take
a lighted joint into her slender fingers as the big boy forced it onto her... then, hold
another back toward him.
"I don't want it!" he sharply spat.
Chad turned to face him from the couch... and then, his Mom did the same, an almost
pathetic look in her eye. Chad said: "Take it, man... This is my party, remember?"
Even with the mellowness of the wine, Jimmy felt his anger boiling to a point he never
thought he could contain... but then, his Mom said: v "Please, Darling... for me?"
He did, ramming it into his mouth and sucking the smoke down deep to hold the way
he had seen some of the guys do it! Crap! What mattered anymore, anyway? His whole
crazy world was all turned upside down! Could he hurt it? He dragged... held... dragged
again and did the same! His Mom smiled at Chad Riseman! The dog whimpered!
Jimmy slowly sat down in a chair and dragged once more... At least, at least... he wasn't
up-tight any longer, and there were no longer butterflies of rage in his stomach... in
fact, he could almost thank Chad for bringing the pot... couldn't he?
At first, Laura wondered had she not been drinking wine all day if the marijuana would
have made her fall apart as she had... but that was only at first, because in such a short
lapse of time her impassioned body hotly churned, as did her brain reel with licentious
desire. Everything seemed so spaced and free, so wholly at liberty for the taking! She
left Victor and moved closer to Chad Riseman, her eyes lecherously straining to focus
on the swelling in his pants between his legs. She thought she saw it, but really had to
find it in the binding bend of his shorts... and did so shamelessly, with her small hand,
fingers exploring. "T-That's it!" she half-gasped, looking up into his surprised puggish
face, her small, slender fingers struggling to straighten it out, until it thumped against
the fly of his pants.
"Jesus Christ!" Chad gasped.
"That's your cock, Darling!" she hissed, thickly, gaping up at him and licking her lips
with moistened pink tongue. "I haven't seen it and already I love it...!"
Chad felt his breath bunch in his throat. Hell, even with the joint he hadn't been
prepared for this sort of come-on! He'd even contemplated the necessity of having to
needle them both, make them know who was holding all the aces... but Christ
almighty, she had his imprisoned, throbbing cock right inside her warm, soft hand!
Squeezing it, too, squeezing and massaging... Barnes' mother... playing with his cock!
Her head lowered and her cheek rested against his stomach while she fingered the shaft
of his long, thick swollen penis and his arm hung uselessly down over her bent waist...
then, he could feel her unzipping his fly, and... and her smooth, hot fingers moving
inside... right into his shorts until she had it jerkingly encircled inside them and was
bringing it out! Christ! He'd never really thought it would be like this!
At long last, Jimmy felt smoothed out, in complete charge of himself... at least,
mentally, though he didn't think he would relish walking too far... no long journeys.
His equilibrium wasn't quite right, he knew, but his brain was as keen as a honed
blade! Yes... of course, it was! He stared over at the couch and saw Chad's raised head...
not his Mom's... Maybe, she was going to suck it for him... and that was part of it,
wasn't it?
He leaned forward, getting down onto his knees to crawl on all fours across the room in
front of the davenport. Somewhere, a dog whimpered as he looked up in Chad's lap to
see his Mom's hand extracting Chad's hardened, purple-headed cock from his pants.
Her pretty face only fractions of an inch from it, and immediately, he saw her tiny pink
tongue swipe out to penetrate the little wet slit in its blood-engorged tip, carrying back
the liquid message of sensorial lust to her brain.
He shuddered with remembered excitement, even as he watched her ovaled, lush lips
close down over the expansive head of the barrel-chested boy's pulsating thick penis
and suck it into the liquid warmth of her soft, eager mouth.
An unexpected sensation of fired arousal charged through Jimmy's groin and belly at
the lustful sight, and he gaped through slightly glazed eyes as Chad gasped out,
breathlessly. Then, he saw the expression of stupid, shocked awe on the older boy's face
and he laughed right out. The big blow-hard couldn't take it! He was coming unglued!
"How do you like that, Mom? He can't stand having his lousy cock sucked!" Jimmy
heard himself lewdly slur... then his own laughter again. He couldn't seem to help
himself, and he realized that he continued to laugh as he crawled closer to them.
"Come on, Mom, let's strip him naked! Come on...!"
Through the growing haze from the wine and marijuana, Jimmy excitedly watched his
mother's ovaled, moist lips suck their way up off Chad's jerking, heavy-veined cock,
promptly responding to his suggestion, while the dumbstruck doctor's son could only
stare at them zealously tugging at his pants and shorts. Jimmy's young brain had begun
to whirl licentiously, his own cock rapidly swelling into a solid hardness inside his tight
jeans.
"M-My God, it feels huge in my mouth, Jimmy!" Laura gasped drunkenly, as she slid
down onto the floor to help her son remove the other boy's clothes. "Look at it! It's
bigger than your father's!" she lustfully exclaimed in her wine-and-drug-enhanced
salacity, staring at the thick rod of hardened flesh jutting out from the big boy's loins,
her hungry dark-eyes sweeping down to his massive young sperm-bloated balls beneath,
before moving up to his open-mouthed, homely face. "It's beautiful, Chad darling!
Quick, come down here on the floor and lie on your back for me!" she hissed, drawing
the absolutely dumbfounded boy down with her, immediately reaching out to grasp his
cock, clutching the long, rigid shaft greedily in her small hand as he sprawled out
beneath her, incapable of doing anything else.
"Let me see you suck it, Mom!" Jimmy said, breathing heavily, hardly aware that the
lurid suggestion had come from his own mouth. Crazy wild jolts of obscene stimulation
were charging through his fired, young body, and he felt his own hardened cock
pulsing and jerking with an excitement the likes of which he'd never before imagined.
He wanted to watch her suck Chad's big cock! Chad was his friend! "Pull the foreskin
way back and lick it first! Lick it all over, then suck it! Lick his balls and everything,
like you do to me, Mom! Everything! Hurry, I want to watch...!"
Laura passionately whimpered. She felt the secretions oozing bountifully in wanton
excess from her feverish vagina, seeping between her hot, blood-filled cuntal lips to
saturate her wisp of nylon panties. Sensually, she squeezed her soft, full thighs together,
deliriously pinching the tiny erect bud of her tingling clitoris between those hair-lined,
wet pussy-lips. Lecherous desire drenched her brain as she listened to her excited son's
lewdly enthused words. He was beautifully ordering her to suck Chad's, long, rock-hard
cock... and she wanted to! Yes... she wanted to so badly... wondering if she could work
it down into her throat when it pumped out its hot sperm...! Almost insanely, she drew
down the heavy outer layer of skin as Jimmy leaned close to watch; then she licked up
over the blood-inflated, satiny head. God, it was so big and fat in her hand... so long,
pulsing and hard...!
Abruptly, she saw her son disappear and felt someone working at her waist and the
zipper of her slacks...
"Let's get naked, Mom! Everything off! We're going to have a party!" Jimmy exclaimed,
unfastening and tugging. She was on her knees between Chad's widespread thighs and
helped as she could.
Jimmy rolled them down over the arch of her hips and swell of her full, rounded
buttocks from behind, both slacks and panties, individually kissing the white ovaled
mounds as he exposed them, his tender young lips and tongue-tip sending additional
fermentations of impassioned joy racing over the nerve-ends of her wildly incited,
sensuous body. Suddenly, she turned on her knees and clutched her son to her,
engulfing his young mouth with hers.
"Oh... oh, my beautiful darling baby!" she gasped.
"Suck him, Mom! Suck his lousy cock!" Jimmy ordered in the lust-infused haze of his
mind-bending euphoria. "I want to watch...!"
In all of the pussy or sexual promiscuity Chad Riseman had ever encountered,
including three professional whores in L.A., he'd never even ventured close to anything
like this! Christ, they actually frightened him! Mother and son... like two goddamned
fuck-happy vultures, absorbing him into their lustful program as if he didn't have a
word to say about it... and even if he did, he wasn't sure now whether he'd dare! People
like these were crazy! They might actually kill him... murder him! Little finky Jimmy
Barnes, class president... holy shit! And his beautiful mother...?
Chad raised his head to see her stripping away her own halter until she was completely
and brain-shattering naked! She was still between his wide-spread legs with Jimmy, who
had kicked off his clothing, kneeling up behind her upraised, widely opened white
buttocks and thighs! Hell, he knew there'd never been anything like this any time, any
place in the whole world! Her full and rounded, hard-nippled tits hung down to barely
graze his muscle-tensed thighs as she hovered just above his towering, rock-hard cock,
which was more numbed with apprehension at that moment than it was with the lust
he'd come there with. Christ, yes... he wanted it, just the way he'd planned it all, then
told finky Barnes... but right at that moment the thought occurred to him that he may
have misread his hand...! Maybe, he was just going to draw an ace...!
"Do it, Mom! Suck him!" Jimmy shrilled, clinging to his mother's lewdly exposed white
buttocks as he knelt up behind her with waggling, hardened penis thrusting and
grazing her inner thighs, his young lust-provoked head twisted to one side in order to
watch her hovering mouth above the long, thick, up-jutting cock of the trembling
doctor's son. "Suck the guts right out of him!"
A maddening excitement raced through Laura as she continued to slide the thick outer
layer of skin up and down his hardened, hot shaft of cock-flesh while the big boy
writhed and groaned beneath her clutching, massaging little hand. In lecherous
fascination, she stretched the foreskin back to its fullest extent, exposing the glistening
head and pulsing glans, captivated by the thick, hot feel of it. She sensed Jimmy's
swollen penis prodding between her soft, feverish inner-thighs, and his young hands on
the fleshy white mounds of her wide-spread buttocks, pulling them further apart.
Hungrily, she slid her ovaled lips downward onto the sleek, naked head of Chad's
pulsing cock, encompassing the spongy knob completely, letting it rub along the full
length of her tongue as her head lowered further and further onto it...!
"Uuuuuunngghhh...!" Chad uncontrollably grunted, watching with raised head her
unbelievable mouthing of his throbbing hardness, muscle-quivering spasms racking his
heavy carcass from the fantastic sensations racing through him. And then her mouth
and head began to move up and down in an easy, slow rhythm, while he began an
unrestrainable rocking movements with his hips, sliding his long, thick cock in and out
of her lush, clasped lips with a lubricious sucking sound, and his big hands reached
down to entangle in her dark, already disheveled hair.
Jimmy had never believed it possible that he could become so wildly excited at watching
his Mom suck someone else's cock. Unprecedented sensations of carnal intensity
screamed within his young loins. He leaned way to one side to see the puffing of her
white, soft cheeks and her head bobbing up and down, her mouth stuffed full with the
groaning Riseman's big, thrusting prick. He watched Chad's hands clutch at her hair,
then the big boy raised up further and reached down to cup both of her full, swaying
breasts, kneading and squeezing the resilient white mounds until she whimpered
around his thick cock in her mouth, and Jimmy stared as he tweaked and rolled their
tiny berry-like nipples until they were as hard as polished stones.
Lustfully, he straightened up once more, his own cock like a leaded, knob-heavy rod of
pulsating, blood-engorged flesh, and he stared down at his naked Mom's wide-spread
pair of perfectly rounded, white full buttocks which were stretched open obscenely...
beautifully before him, the soft, satiny-white thighs spread far to pull at the dark, 
hairlined lips, exposing her pink-ribbon of sensitive cunt flesh. Dry mouthed, Jimmy feasted
on the glistening, slightly gaping delicacy between her swollen, fleshy cunt-lips, his
hand automatically reaching down to grasp and stroke his hardened, aching penis.
Man, he could almost cum just looking at it!
He reached forward then and with his thumbs, gently parted the ragged, moistly
clinging, pink vaginal flesh, his eyes simultaneously staring at the tiny, puckered hole of
her dimpled anus, watching its brownish ovaled lips working like a baby's mouth as a
quiver rippled over her sensitive, smooth flesh at his teasing cuntal manipulations. With
the thumb and forefinger of his left hand, he held her spread cunt-lips open and started
to draw his hard, pulsating cockhead up between them with the other, but suddenly
another presence interfered!
It was the deep-throated, meaningful growl which caused Jimmy to momentarily freeze;
then he felt the massive animal wedging its way between his Mom's licentiously
exposed, white buttocks and his own body, forcing the boy to knee backwards and give
ground, another fang-bared snarl advising him not to linger. At first, Jimmy could only
stare at Victor in numbed apprehension, totally at loss to determine the dog's
unexpected actions, but then as he backed out of the way and the beautiful German
Shepherd moved its long, sniffing nose closer to his mother's open, inner cunt flesh,
Jimmy got the first inkling of what the animal was after.
He stared in open-mouthed awe, his befogged mind slowly comprehending the obscene
spectacle when the long, pointed spear of scarlet animal-cock slid forward from its
sheath and began to drip and wiggle with instinctive, hardened anticipation. Crap
almighty! Victor wanted to fuck his Mom...! L-Like she was another bitch dog! He
couldn't believe it and as he stared in utter amazement, new sensations of fired lust
charged through his young loins and belly.
Laura actually felt the hot breath against the tingling, blood-swollen lips of her fired,
wet pussy before she ever realized what was happening. She imagined it to be Jimmy, a
thrill of excitement racing through her at what she thought was to come, but dear God,
she wished he would stop taunting her and she undulated her widespread, fleshy
buttocks back toward him in lewd invitation, while she continued to suck and work
Chad's towering thick cock deeper toward her eagerly constricting throat.
Abruptly, she felt the cold, wet nose moving up and down through the open crevice of
her upthrusted, ovaled twin mounds the unfamiliar sensation causing a clammy little
shiver to sweep through her. An unmistakable, searing, lashing tongue that caught part
of her smoldering cunt and the entire length of the hairless vale between her ass-cheeks
made her cease all bodily motion in a muscle-tautening immobility. She waited long
enough to feel it again... feel the hot, wet flesh curlingly sweep over the tiny puckered
mouth of her exposed anus... again and again... ever sweeping and laving between her
lewdly stretched buttocks... and finally downward toward the burning mouth of her
sensuously tingling cunt! At last, there was no question in her hazed mind! My God... it
had to be Victor! W-Why didn't Jimmy stop him...?
Chad caught the full picture in the tilted mirror that hung behind the davenport, his
little eyes bugging in disbelief at the impossible sight! Christ, almighty, the fucking
mutt was licking her cunt! And... and Barnes was just sitting there watching and
holding onto his finky cock! Holy shit, the goddamned mutt was something else! His
friggin' tongue had paralyzed her, and right when his own balls were about ready to
burst, too... only she'd stopped sucking him, just hung there over him with her mouth
stuffed full of his throbbing, stone-hard cock! He heard Victor whimper, then watched
him lash out again and again with his long length of hot, wet animal tongue, lapping it
obscenely over the entire area of her lasciviously exposed loins, from the tightly
clenched, little puckered hole of her ass, down beneath the taut and damp pink edges of
her quivering pussy... even to the base of her puffy mound of silken black hair, where it
moistly penetrated to flick against her tiny trembling clitoris. Over and over, the
goddamned mutt repeated the assault, his long dripping tongue laving through her soft,
hair-covered genitals savagely, spreading her obscenely open in the tenderest parts until
she began to twitch and jerk noticeably, her own hot, wet mouth and tongue once more
working ardently on his feverishly aching hard cock!
Jimmy had never even imagined anything the likes of which he was staring at. He
rested nakedly back on his haunches and clung to his throbbing length of young
hardness, lewdly stroking its outer layer of skin back and forth as he heard his Mom
choke out a moan of obviously erotic delight around Chad's huge prick in her mouth
when the massive dog drew his hot, slicing tongue the entire measure through her wet,
steaming cunt. He. saw her knees inch farther apart to open the moistly palpitating
pink crevice wider to him! Then, he watched the dog's lingual member thrust wetly up
through the hot, liquid flesh, flicking at the nibbling hole of her secreting vagina, and
finally squirting the long length of oral-flesh up into it, as if the crazy dog knew exactly
what it was doing... and when to do it!"
"Uuuummmmmmmmmm!" his Mom chokingly moaned around Chad's thick cock, her
lovely white ass beginning to undulate once more in sensuously aroused circles,
thrusting back toward Victor's hot, lapping probes, while her head started to work in
bobbing cadence above Chad's counter-moving loins, his long, heavy-veined hardness
almost totally disappearing into her licentiously sucking mouth and throat.
Jimmy's glazed eyes fell upon his mother's tiny nylon panties then, and quickly he
scooped them up, finding the dampened little strip that had covered her secretingly
aroused cunt and pressed it against his mouth and nose to lick and inhale the
sensorially exotic aroma of her, while he began to stroke his rigidly throbbing cock
more vigorously. He stretched out his legs, positioning himself now so that he could see
everything, his Mom's lewd sucking of Chad's big penis as well as Victor's tongue
ravishing of her hair-lined, pink cunt and loins. Man... oh man, it was too much... too
much...!
Salaciously, Laura swallowed and swallowed at the ponderous satin-like head of
expanding hardness in her mouth, passionately trying to work the blood-inflated knob
further and further down into her throat. Her brain reeled ecstatically as Victor, behind
her, its scalding animal tongue lashing teasingly up through the splayed, wet crevice of
her seething cunt all the way to her tingling rectum in unknown bliss, was introducing
her to a world of intensively erotic rapture she couldn't believe possible. Her voluptuous
naked body was alive with sheer sensual enchantment, and within her fervidly burning
loins was building an insane pressure that could only mean the ultimate of ecstasy!
Chad gaped with lust-beaded little eyes and short, raspy breaths as Laura's soft, wet
mouth omnivorously clasped around his thick, pulsating cock sawing upward into her
grotesquely twisted, beautiful face, its hot spongy tip actually reaching down into the
contracting muscles of her throat which was like a virgin's tightly clutching vagina. The
thin, tensiled rim of her lush lips clung almost down around its thick white base, ovaled
and moist like a hairless cunt-mouth. Christ, he'd never be able to believe it actually
happened! And there was finky Barnes, eating the crotch out of her panties while he
watched it all and furiously stroked his crummy little cock!
Chad shook his nubbin head as if to reassure himself he was really awake, then began
to fuck her mouth more fiercely, watching her passion contorted face suck and tongue
his hardened thick cock as if it were some new phenomenon she had never before been
exposed to. She'd taken both hands to cup and squeeze his hotly churning balls, and he
could see his mucid white sperm that had escaped, dribbling down from the corners of
her mouth in tiny lustful rivulets; she was obviously reveling in the depraved salacity of
her act, while the friggin' Victor continued to lap the sensitive, raw flesh of her wet,
steaming pussy from behind! Her upthrusted, wide-spread ass-cheeks quivered like
resilient white mounds of jelly to the crazy mutt's wild tongue lashing and he felt her
begin to loudly hum and purl around his almost totally absorbed cock in her hot,
sucking mouth and throat!
Jimmy gaped with mesmerized, passion-inflamed eyes, his wine-and-drug glazed,
teenaged brain not trying to comprehend what he was witnessing, only to steep itself in
the absolutely depraved obscenity of it all in its lurid entirety. And as he watched, he
continued to lustfully stroke his aching young rod of electrified hardness, while
simultaneously licking at the tiny wisp of nylon that had covered his Mom's delicious
hot pussy... He stared at her orally pulling at Chad's expanding husky cock as if
demons were possessing her. The fleshy, throbbing shaft disappeared in a sensual
fusion of her desire-twisted face and his long hardened penis each time he rammed
upward with hollowing buttocks, driving it deep in her throat until his wiry pubic-hair
was lewdly brushing at the tip of her lovely nose, while she clutched his cum-bloated
balls below in warm, milking pressure. And all the time, Victor lashing his canine
tongue through her spread-open, hair-lined, pink cunt, her obscenely stretched white
ass-cheeks trembling and undulating in tiny, salacious circles back at the great animal's
slavering mouth and hot, curling tongue, insane moans and whimpers beginning to
gurgle up from her chest around Riseman's long, thick cock... crap... he couldn't stand
it any longer! He had to cummm...!
"Oh Christ..." Chad frantically groaned. She was going crazy on the painfully throbbing
length of his aching cock, increasing her unbelievable sucking until he wondered if his
balls were going to turn inside out! Great swirls of intensive heat were building in their
secret depths as he watched her lust-warped face working hungrily over his sweating
loins. The muscles of his stomach tightened until he pictured them snapping from the
pressures as he arched upward off the floor, pushing his aching rod of hardness even
further down into her constricting throat. He gaped at the soft, pink ridges of delicate
flesh pulling out from her lush lips, clinging greedily to his thrusting cock as she
moaned and pumped her head, waggling her luscious naked ass back like a rabid bitch
dog at the same time!
Fuck! It was here! He heard finky Barnes whimper out and guessed what had happened
to him! Shit, he was going to blow his own nuts right in the mouth and throat of that
bastard's Mama! Strangled noises forced their way up from somewhere in his gullet! Oh
Christ... any second now...!
Laura waited in lecherous anticipation for it to explode in her mouth... to swallow his
thick, white cum and feel it hotly streaming down her throat! Dear God! She was alive
with flames of lewd passion that were about to consume her! Nothing mattered except
the obscene desire in her lust-maddened loins, and her wet, seething cunt being so
delectably licked by this proud, noble beast! She was nearly there... nearly there...!
Then, she sensed the pulsating, hard cock-head in her mouth and throat swelling
convulsively, and a momentary thrill of obscene depravity raced through her as she
began to suck and swallow madly.
"Oh... ooohh fuck... it's cummminnnggg!" Chad shrilled and cursed. "Goddamn... suck
it hard you bitch!" He writhed his hips furiously, watching her beautiful face obscenely
working, the lips sucking, his cock soaring to the needlelike stream of white, hot sperm
that was furiously rushing the length of it!
It burst, and Laura vaguely heard him mouthing obscenities, while his huge jerking
penis gushed forth its hot, thick jets of the pungently sweet liquid, deliciously flooding
her mouth and throat, her lovely cheeks ballooning and contracting as she lecherously
swallowed in hungry gulps, fastening her lips tightly around the spasming organ and
sucking furiously while his massive load continued to squirt into her and his big, boy
hands clutched at her head, pulling her harder onto his jerking, spewing cock.
The lecherous ecstasy of it was even greater than Laura had imagined it would be, and
at the first hot, piquant taste of his sweet, cum, her own climax was triggered. She
thrust her rounded, white ass back salaciously at Victor's ferally curling tongue racing
blissfully up her inflamed cuntal passage! Then, every muscle in her voluptuous, naked
body contracted as she felt the erotic jolt of rapture spasm through her inflamed,
quivering loins and jism-filling belly. She gulped and sucked at the squirting cock in her
mouth as her sphincter clenched and opened like an angry fist! Her soft, white buttocks
flexed into a taut hardness and she gurgled a wailing scream when her impassioned
body unleashed in the moment she'd been striving for! There was no time, no space, no
motion in the universe, only the unbelievable bliss of her mind-destroying orgasm as
she was struck again and again by the spasmodic twitching of every muscle and cord in
her lewdly positioned, naked white body... and then, finally it was done... She felt the
overgrown doctor's son trying to worm from beneath her collapsed body while she still
clung ravenously to his deflating cock in her sucking mouth, lecherously struggling to
maintain possession of it, until he actually had to force her off of him.
"Ch-Christ almighty!" Chad gasped, pushing her face away from his limp penis, thin,
white strings of his cum stretching from her sperm-coated lips to the head of his spent
organ. "You're something else, lady... something else!" He struggled to his knees and
shakily reached for his clothing, beginning to quickly pull them on.
Laura's drugged brain reeled in the throes of her dynamic climax, but then,
momentarily, she remembered Jimmy and turned to see him nakedly stretched out on
the floor sleeping, her panties wrapped around his flaccid penis. Victor came up and
licked her cheek, then, raising a warm wave of affection within her. Glazedly, she petted
that animal's huge head, realizing nebulously that it was he who had brought her such
a delicious moment of rapture... but... dear God... to what debauched depths had she
sunk, dragging her handsome young son down with her...?
"Come on, mutt!" Chad ordered, dressed now and moving toward the door. He gaped
down at the breathtaking, naked white curves of the voluptuous woman still sprawled
obscenely on her living room floor, his confidence returning once he was clothed. He
stretched his worm-like lips into a lewd grin and said: "You're some crazy fucking cunt,
Mrs. Laura Barnes! And just to show my appreciation, I'm going to let you suck my
cock anytime you want from now on. Oh... maybe, we'll fuck once in awhile, or let the
mutt here eat your pussy, but all in all, I like the way you take my cock right down into
your throat when I shoot off. Tell me, does your husband like that, too...?"
There wasn't one single iota of his horrifying meaning that escaped Laura, even in her
half-drunken state. In fact, what he had not said was more clearly etched in her
gradually clearing mind than all the filth he had spat down at her. He intended to carry
on his blackmail, to use them both obscenely as the urge struck him... and dear God,
she could think of nothing, or no way, that they could stop him, now! Her... her
uncontrollable lechery had made a bad situation even worse...!
"You... you imbecilic young bastard!" Laura spat, suddenly, tears welling into her eyes
and spilling down her cheeks. "Get out of here! Get out... and don't ever dare come
back...!"
Chad Riseman laughed, salaciously. "Oh, I'll go all right, bitch... but I'll be back lots of
times... me and the mutt, unless, of course, you prefer to have the word mouthed all
over the school the way you and finky Jimmy play games, eh?" He continued to laugh
and stare down at her as he pulled open the front door. "Think about it, Mrs. Barnes...
and if I were you, I'd think about it mighty carefully...!"
Laura could still hear his licentious laughter after the door was closed behind them, and
in an immediate paroxysm of shameful repugnance, she buried her face in her hands
and wept pitifully, at last, crawling to Jimmy's naked, unconscious body to clutch him
tightly to her as she sobbed.
Later... a long time later, she managed to get him into the bedroom and into bed where
she affectionately held him against the warm, supple curves of her protective soft body...
until eventually she fitfully slept...


Chapter 8

Sometime around the grey hour of dawn, Laura made her momentous decision. There
was no other course open to either of them; she must take Jimmy and leave there...
quietly disappear. Somewhere, she must make a whole new existence for them... an
unsuspected little place far enough away where Mike or no one would ever find them...
perhaps, out of the country entirely... but then, they would have to have passports and
through them, Mike could soon trace their whereabouts. No, on second thought, a large
city where they could be swallowed up amongst the bustling, robotish millions would
be better... maybe, Chicago... New York... Oh God, she was so confused, and the fear
that had seized her in the wake of the depraved orgy her lecheress' passions had made
possible only hours before, was unlike anything she had ever known.
She lay with her sleeping, teenaged son cuddled tightly inside her arms, his firm, young
naked body pressed against the warm suppleness of her own curvaceous nakedness. He
had not fully awakened even once since she had managed to get him to his feet off the
living room floor and maneuvered him to the bed, and she was thankful for that. At
least, he hadn't been aware of her hours of crying remorse... but soon, he would come
out of his stupor, and this she feared as much as anything. Would he hate her... despise
her now for their incestuous acts... blame her for his ruination at school and the
deplorable position she had placed them both in, for God knows, she surely was to
blame? It was such a thin line that separated passionate love from passionate hate,
wasn't it...
Oh, Mike, if only you were here to help me... to help us! We've both needed you badly
for so long... and now, it's too late! There's nothing left but to get out of your life
entirely... and make a new one for ourselves, just Jimmy and I... if he'll forgive me and
let me, somehow, make it all up to him... Dear God, he has to! Nothing else matters...
not really...!
Laura drew him tighter against her soft, voluptuous curves, the feel of his strong,
masculine young body uncontrollably arousing little tingles of sensual excitement in her
insatiable belly and loins even in her conscience-stricken anguish... He moaned lightly
in his semi-coma, his handsome young face thoroughly relaxed in the growing feeble
light of the new day, his down-covered cheek pressed against the satiny-smooth,
yielding flesh of one rounded, full breast, his parted lips not an inch from its hardening,
berry-like nipple. The sight alone was enough to increase the rekindled fermentations
inside her, and she couldn't resist running her hand possessively through his tousled
shock of blond-hair, gently guiding his young open lips to the little hardened bud that
had begun to noticeably palpitate.
In rapidly mounting passion, she drew him even tighter against her sensuously
electrified nakedness, caressing his youthful, smooth back, buttocks, and thighs beneath
the thin covering of the sheet while she held him with a lecherous hunger, her confused
brain racing fervidly.
Dear God, she had to get a hold on herself! It couldn't go on this way! She would wind
up a mental case with the utter torment that was tearing her apart inside, say nothing
of what she was doing to her own son!
Tears spilled down her lovely, soft cheeks as suddenly she forced herself to move away
from the boy and with a minimum of jostling, get up from the bed. She slipped into a
robe, found a hankie, and quietly padded with bare feet into the living room and the
sherry bottle. Right at that moment, she could think of nothing else but the needed
solace the wine would eventually bring her. She poured, turned toward a chair, and
then her little pile of rumpled clothing along with Jimmy's, lying where they had strewn
them the night before, brought the whole licentious episode vividly back to mind. She
felt the hot, lashing, animal-tongue of Victor searingly licking her genitals while she
sucked young Chad Riseman's long, thick penis until it salaciously exploded in her
throat, squirting its thick, white sperm down into her belly, and her incited loins were
alive once more with a moistening, intensified desire!
Oh God... oh God... oh God...! What was to become of her... of her Jimmy?
It struck her then, the full impact of realization causing her knees to jell and a nauseous
void to open at the base of her belly. Weakly, she fell into a chair, gulping from the
wine-glass which she held in a trembling hand. It was she and Jimmy who should be
separated, not the boy and his father! They belonged together... father and son... free of
her ungovernable, depraved passions! Yes... yes, that was it, the underlying vein of
torment which she had been trying so desperately to suppress within herself! It was she
who had to be ostracized from the family, to save them from the shame that would
unquestionably destroy them all!
The shock of her realization rendered Laura as physically spent as if she had been for
hours performing some laborious task, while at the same time, the sensual emotions she
had felt only moments before, drained from her soft, voluptuous body as water through
a sieve, leaving her empty, except for the crucial decision she knew she had to make...
And yes, she loved them both that much, even Mike, she reasoned, forcing herself to
face the truth. It had been her warped devotion to Jimmy from the very beginning that
had driven the wedge deeper and deeper between she and her husband, alienating him
from her... them... ever widening the gap separating them, but she loved him; she did...
she did!
She emptied her glass and poured again... again and again, her motions, under the
creeping influence of the wine, beginning to settle into a decisive calmness. Her mind
was clearly made up. She loved them both too much to harm them further, and now
the time had come to prove it... if to no one else but herself...!

* * *

When Jimmy awakened to a brilliant morning of sunshine, his wine and drug-steeped
mind was a near-blank as to what had actually taken place the night before. What he
did remember came in bits and pieces, fragments of an obscene spectacle concerning his
Mom, Chad Rueman, and his German Shepherd, but they were so vague and
licentiously impossible that he quickly decided he had dreamed the entire thing.
With flushed, shamed face at even dreaming such a thing of his mother, Jimmy hustled
from the bed, his head throbbing dully, and made it into the shower. The cold-water
spray helped, removing the fuzzy cobwebs from his brain, but beyond the fact that
Chad had been there the night before he could remember nothing, with the exception
of his deplorable, if, crazy-wild dream. A few minutes later, he walked into the kitchen
to learn if his Mom could help clarify things for him, but she wasn't there... in fact, the
coffee wasn't even started...!
Jimmy found her in the living room, sprawled in a chair sleeping, a spilled glass of wine
on the floor beside her. Sleeping...? Passed-out was more in keeping with her drunken
condition, he realized bitterly, biting at his lower lip in confused reprehension. Still, he
tried to awaken her, but quickly saw it was useless.
Crap, why did she have to keep drinking that stuff, anyway? For a long moment, he
stood with tear-filled eyes looking down at her beautiful, slackened face, undecided
what to do next, a painful choking lump swelling in his throat. He was scheduled to
make his last, most important campaign speech that Friday morning, and the election
was to be held Monday. He knew in his heart that she wouldn't want him to give it up
now; yet, he felt that he shouldn't leave her in that condition...
Abruptly, his eyes fell on the little piles of clothing... his Mom's slacks, halter... and...
and nylon panties... then, his own things... just as he remembered from his dream!
Dream...? Oh... oh man! I-It hadn't been a dream after all! It'd actually happened...!
Oh, crap almighty...! He... he'd go to school all right... and he was going to find Chad
Riseman and... and...! "God damn...!" he blurted, the tears gushing down his cheeks as
he ran from the house, knowing there was really nothing he could do to the bigger,
older boy, unless he wanted to forever destroy his whole family. And... and why wasn't
his Dad there to help whenever they really needed him...?

* * *

The idea came to Chad Riseman that morning when his father refused to advance him
five of his seven dollar weekly allowance. The fact, as the doctor reminded him, that he
was already two-weeks advanced, made Chad all the more angry. In the first place,
seven skins a week was peanuts; if it weren't for several angles on the side, like hustling
a few pool suckers at Kern's, he wouldn't even be able to keep in pot money... and all
the time, the blood-sucker was salting it away with his friggin' aspirin peddling.
Well, screw him! There was more than one way to make a buck, and at the moment as
he sat in the back room of Kern's Pool Hall with dollar-bills and stacked silver piled
neatly in front of him on the poker table, he grinned lewdly at the group of his old
cronies, plus young school-mate friends and acquaintances they had rounded up who
had been more than eager to pay the fifty-cents-a-head fee he had set.
"Okay," he said, lumbering up from his chair to luridly smirk at the small sea of fifteen
youthful faces. "You've all paid... now it's my turn to produce the show... as billed." He
waited to hear their tight, lust-filled little snickers, all eyes watching eagerly as he petted
the massive German Shepherd's head beside him, then give an unnecessary cruel twist
to one of the beautiful animal's ears. Victor whimpered and shied away, while Chad
half-giggled. Then to his audience again: "The only thing that bothers me is what
they're going to think at school with all of us ditching, eh?"
Again, the tense, lewd young laughter.
"All right, enough crap," the older, barrel-chested youth snapped. "Now here's the way
we work it. We travel in pairs until we're all inside the house... two every five minutes.
Soapy, Dink, and I'll go first... just to get everything properly set up. You take seats, say
nothing, only watch... and I promise you a show like you only get in TJ..."
"Yeah," Soapy Owens, a skinny sixteen-year-old school dropout with a hatchet-face and
shoulder-length, uncombed dark hair added, "while Finky Barnes plays school-politics,
we watch his old-lady..."
"Shut up, you dumb fuck!" Chad spat, unleashing a backhand across the other's puny
chest to nearly floor him. "You want old-man Kern to get wind of what we're up to?"
Soapy caught himself, wincing from the blow, and nervously wiped at his nose. "Geez,
I'm sorry, Chad... I didn't mean to..."
"Just shut up and do what I tell you," the doctor's son snarled. "Okay... the rest of you
remember, for two-bucks apiece more, you can join the show if you want to... and the
rest of you can just watch and whack it... or whatever else you do for jollies..." Once
more, young incited laughter filled the small room, along with a scuffling of nervous
feet and the jostling of teenaged horse-play.
"Any questions...?" Chad barked at them. Then, when there was none: "All right then,
let's go," he said, scooping up the money and stuffing it into his pockets, an aroused
ripple of excitement spiraling from his groin up into his belly. He felt his heavy young
cock stir lustfully inside his shorts, while vivid memories of Laura Barnes sucking it the
night before raced through his mind. Goddamned, two birds with one stone... not bad,
not bad at all for a money-hungry pill-pusher's son...!


Chapter 9

It was mid-afternoon before Laura came out of her wine-induced stupor, jerking erect
with a start to find herself in the living room chair where she had exhaustedly slumped
that morning. The two little piles of clothing from the night before still remained in the
center of the floor, and then she saw the spilled glass of wine on the carpet beside her
chair, all sufficient evidence to immediately revive her nauseating dilemma... and the
drastic decision she had made after a horrible, sleepless night of mental anguish.
Her next thoughts were of Jimmy and she bolted from the chair, moving rapidly
through the house as she called out his name. She was alone; he had undoubtedly gone
to school... bravely trying to keep up appearances, even in the face of what she dreaded
to think Chad Riseman might choose to say or, do to openly destroy him. Oh, the
poor, beautiful darling. God forgive her for what she had done to him...!
Momentarily, Laura leaned back against the wall of the hallway, brushing her small
hand over her forehead. It seemed that she could no longer cry, and tear-shedding time
was long past, anyway. She had made her decision... now the moment for action had
arrived. Determinedly, she walked into the living room, picked up the little piles of
discarded, telltale clothing, took a damp cloth to the wine-stain on the carpet, then with
the sherry-bottle and a fresh glass in hand, went to her bedroom to shower, dress and
hastily pack.
She refused to allow herself any further thoughts concerning the abominable situation
she alone was responsible for, nor the moments of dismal sadness that continued to
creep over her at the prospective loss of Jimmy and Mike, while the wine performed its
bolstering, if, numbing assistance in that respect. There was no alternative; she had to
disappear from their lives, and that she intended to do. She loved them both too much
to further destroy them.
The wine quickly took its effect, reviving that which she had already consumed earlier;
yet, she was surprised that she had as much control of her wits as she did. Actually
though, she had drunk little that morning, but lying awake the entire night, along with
her mental anguish, she reasoned, had caused her to exhaustedly pass out.
Removing her robe and tossing it onto the bed, she walked nakedly along the hallway
and into the bathroom, sensing the gentle sway of her high-set, thrusting breasts, and
the provocative jiggle to the smooth, white mounds of her rounded buttocks, the brush
of air against her erogenous little nipples causing them to immediately, swell into
hardness. Then, before the full-length mirror in the bathroom, she paused to stare at
her own voluptuous reflection, tiny narcissistic tingles rippling through her soft belly
and wine-teased loins.
Dear God, what was it that brought the wanton to the surface in her the moment she
was naked? What had happened inside her to suddenly unleash such lascivious and
lecherous desires... passions over which she had no control whatever... only to fulfill
them at any cost? And now, she was about to pay that cost, wasn't she? Still, even at the
dreadful price, she knew if she had it all to do over again it would be the very same!
She wouldn't try to alter a single moment of it! She was a bitch, an incestuous,
lecherous bitch... and she would never be any different... which was why she had to get
out of Jimmy and Mike's lives as soon as possible!
Laura shook her beautiful head as if to throw off the confused emotions of self
recrimination and sensual arousal, draining the wine from her glass before stepping into
the shower and letting the tiny needles of water play over her satiny-smooth flesh. By
sheer force of willpower, she managed to calmly calculate her next moves, wiping all
other thoughts from her mind. She had a small amount of money of her own saved,
enough to get her away and located in a small apartment. Though she hardly knew how
she would manage to make a living, she was confident she would find something...
With these and similar thoughts filling her mind, Laura stepped from the shower and
vigorously toweled herself. Back in her room, she decided to pack what things she
would take before dressing, and had just slipped into her robe when she thought she
heard the front door being opened... Abruptly, a tiny spasm gripped at her belly. She
had hoped to be packed and gone by the time Jimmy came home! How could she ever
make him understand...?
Another noise assured her that she had heard someone, and as she lifted her chin high,
preparing herself for the dreaded scene she expected to follow, a familiar, if, undesirable
grinning figure filled the bedroom doorway. Laura sensed her mouth falling open in
utter astonishment, as she automatically drew her robe snugly to cover her partially
exposed, naked breasts.
"Y-You...! Wh-What're you doing here?" she stammered, her words hissing from deep
in her throat.
"Just dropped by to see you, Laura," Chad Riseman brazenly replied, his worm-like lips
spread in his lurid little smile, while his beady eyes raked over her as if he were
stripping away her robe.
"H-How dare you walk into my house this way?" Laura spat, furious rage welling up
inside her even as apprehensive fear clutched at her belly and a clammy chill spiraled
upward along her spine. She drew her robe tighter around her and spat through her
teeth: "Get out of here! Get out this instant, or I'll call the police!"
The big, barrel-chested boy made a lewd little chuckling sound and slowly entered the
room, moving toward her as Laura backed away.
"Now, that wouldn't be the smartest thing you ever did, Laura honey," he sneeringly
said. "And I doubt that I have to number all the reasons why. Besides, is that any way
to talk to the boy whose cock you sucked last night?"
His casual use of the filthy vernacular, while it struck a tense cord of already provoked
sensual excitement within her, increased the frightened rage that had drained the blood
from her beautiful face and backed her against the side of the bed. Then, she saw
Victor, the German Shepherd, behind him in the doorway and at last, the faces of two
other boys whom she didn't know smirking licentiously at her from the hallway.
"M-My God...! W-Who are they? Wh-What do you want here?" Laura choked, knowing
before the words ever tumbled from her lips that there could be only one answer. 
"PPlease... please leave... all of you... at once..." she stammered on, her rage 
feebly melting into obvious fear, the room swaying slightly around her.
"Come on now, Laura baby, let's not forget our deal, eh?" the nubbin-headed doctor's
son continued lewdly as he crowded close to her, his big hands finally reaching out to
arrogantly clasp at her waist. "I keep yours and Jimmy's nasty secret in return for a few
special favors now and then... like maybe a little fuck or suck, remember? And I'm
feeling the urge, Mrs. Barnes... I mean man, look at my cock...!"
With that, the big teenager stepped back a pace and obscenely clutched at the obvious
swelling in front of his blue-jeans, outlining the length and thickness of his young
hardened penis.
Laura couldn't have restrained the sensation of incitement that jolted through her at the
sight of his lewd act and the heavily swollen cock she so well remembered, had her life
depended on it. A licentious little tremor quivered in her belly and she heard herself
moan as suddenly he took her small hand and placed it on his throbbing hardness, the
intense heat of it generating through the denim material into the warm flesh of her soft,
trembling palm.
"See what I mean, Mrs. Barnes?" Chad taunted, taking hold of her slender waist once
more while she continued as if mesmerized to hold onto the shaft of his thick hardness
and stare up into his ugly face. "Now that wouldn't be a very nice thing to do to one of
your kid's best friends, would it? I mean, letting him run around with his balls aching
when all you got to do to help him is suck the jism out of 'em and make them all
better?"
"Oh... oh God... please..." Laura whimpered, her brain beginning to ungovernably reel
in the salacious aura his lust-firing words and the feel of his palpitating hard penis in
her hand were quickly rekindling inside her. Desperately, she struggled against the
mounting lechery that had become to her what a drug is to the afflicted addict, and
knowing that with each passing second her futile willpower was lessening. "Please...
please no, Chad... take them and leave..." The teenager forcibly kissed her then,
thrusting his hot, wet tongue deep into her non-resistant, warm mouth as he clutched
her to him and she continued to cling to his young rigid cock.
"Take it out, Mrs. Barnes," he hissed, his breathing shortening with his own building
desire. "Take it out in your little hand... that is, if you want to see Jimmy win that
election come Monday. Now, be nice and do what I say, eh chick, because I've got
some friends here who want to watch you put on a little show for them... and you
wouldn't let old Chad... or Jimmy down, would you, baby...?"
Laura felt his big, hot hand brush inside her robe and savagely clutch at one naked
breast, squeezing the soft, resilient flesh, then kneading and twisting its tiny nipple
almost sadistically, while his coercing words ricocheted against the wine-sedated walls of
her spinning brain. Something rebelled within her at that point and suddenly she found
herself viciously fighting him, until she had squirmed free of his hands and twisted
away from the bed.
"You filthy young pig! Keep away from me!" Laura spat with thick, quivering voice,
backing almost to the wall away from the surprised, overgrown teenager. "Get out, do
you hear? Get out of my house...!"
She saw the expression of astonished anger envelop his homely face, then watched his
little eyes narrow menacingly as louder snickering reached them from the hallway.
Abruptly, Chad wheeled to glare at the spectators, then moved with surprising agility
toward them.
"You goddamned punks get out in the other room like I told you!" he snarled, angrily
slamming the door on both them and his dog. Turning to face her once more, his
vulgar grin returned and he said: "I guess maybe you and me have got to have a little
better understanding, eh, Laura? Like maybe you're forgetting about poor little Jimmy
after all... and you don't care that the whole school knows he fucks his Mom... that is,
when she isn't sucking his cock, or if he can stop eating her pussy long enough..."
Laura could only stare at him in utter disbelief, her conglomeration of mixed emotions
rapidly plunging her wine-glazed brain into helpless confusion. She gaped as he
continued to spew his graphic, four-letter-word-studded threats at her, the mere lust
inciting sound of them doing more to spur her sensuous desire and breach her
resistance, than any fear he could possibly hope to instill in her. Momentarily, even
Jimmy's welfare escaped her mounting lechery as she watched the older boy lower the
zipper of his fly, then push both jeans and shorts down over his hips and strong thighs,
lewdly exposing the jutting, naked hardness of his long, thick cock poling straight out
at her from his hairy loins, his heavy young testicles swaying between his legs while he
grinningly eyed her and stepped out of the garments.
"Oh... oh God...!" Laura whimpered, her fired dark-eyes fixed on his naked teenage
genitals, racing memories of its hot, thick length thrusting down her ardently sucking
throat the night before saturating her carnally provoked mind. "Oh... dear God..." she
moaned a second time, hardly noting his light chuckle as he watched her feverish eyes
greedily devour his rod of hardened cock-flesh; nor did she pay the slightest attention
when he lighted the brown-paper cylinder of marijuana and began to move toward her.
With his free hand, Chad lustfully wrapped his fingers around the thick, purple-headed
shaft and began to stroke it, ever watching the growing, passion-inflamed gleam in her
fixed eyes as once again, he crowded in on her.
"Now, like I said, Mrs. Barnes... take it in your hand," he half-whispered, arching his
pelvis obscenely forward.
Had she wanted to, Laura doubted that she could have resisted grasping hold of the
hot, thick rod of rigid penial flesh. Instead, as she encircled her slender fingers around
it and began to work the heavy outer layer of skin back and forth, wild sensations of
lecherous desire spiraled through her excited loins and quivering belly, and she knew
she was lost... there was no turning back... not now... it was already too late!
She both felt and heard the doctor's young son jerk spasmodically and grunt aloud to
her soft, warm clutching and manipulation of his thick, throbbing hardness. Moisture
began to dampen the erogenous area between her legs as her sensually stimulated
vagina secreted its passion-fluids to wetly ooze between her flushing hair-lined cunt
lips. Eagerly, she stared down between them at the young, handsome thick cock she
possessively held in her small, warm hand, noting the tiny clear drop of its escaped
seminal liquid bubbling from the little slit at its satiny tip when she pressed the thick
foreskin back to completely expose its moist, velvety glans.
The impetuous urge to drop on her knees and lick its pungent delight into her mouth
was frustrated when his big hand slipped inside her robe over her soft, quaking belly
and downward through her silken, pubic-hair, his thick youthful finger easing into the
moistened pink flesh between her swollen, down-fringed cuntal-lips. Abruptly, an
electrified jolt of sensual impulses slammed through her intensively aroused body as he
found her clitoris and began to tease it. "Ooohhh... ooohhh Goddd...!" Laura gasped to
the prurient sensations of lascivious excitement his taunting finger was causing to race
through her, and she clutched his young, throbbing cock tighter in her small, lecherous
hand.
"You love boy-cock don't you, Laura baby?" Chad hissed, his own continually building
lust from her ministrations of his dully aching, hard penis and his fingering of her hot,
wet cunt wildly charging his own teenaged desire. But before she could answer, he held
the reefer to her lips while he continued to tease the hot liquid flesh of her aroused
pussy and she uncontrollably spread her warm, soft thighs wider apart for him.
Without hesitation, she sucked deep on the mind-bending cigarette, while at the same
time, her hips and buttocks began to undulate as if of their own volition in tiny
salacious circles against his massaging finger, until suddenly, he slid two of the long,
thick digits up into the now burning passage of her moistly clutching vagina.
"Unngghhh... ooohhhh... yesss...!" Laura chokingly gasped, giving herself to the erotic
delight of his lustfully probing fingers in the hot, sensitive core of her dilated cuntal
channel. Impassionedly, she squirmed and writhed her rounded hips and trembling full
buttocks on his routing, sawing fingers, puffing at the cigarette each time he held it to
her lips, until her brain euphorically reeled, her lecherous hand stroking more
vigorously his thrusting rod of solid hardness.
"Jesus Christ!" Chad blurted in a hoarse, raspy voice, the licentious gyrations of her
obscenely pumping hips and rounded white ass on his fingers fucking into her wet
cunt, while she furiously stroked his rock-hard cock, suddenly tripping the floodgates of
his orgasm! Christ, he was going to cum already! "Goddamn... wait a minute... stop!"
he half-choked, jerking his fingers from her steaming passage and forcing her to let go
of his pulsating cock.
"No... no... don't stop now!" Laura moaned, tearing at her robe and letting it fall to the
floor until she stood naked with her lush, ivory thighs lewdly spread in her standing
position, at the same time grasping at his hand and trying to work his fingers back
inside her insatiably moistened pussy hole. "Please... oh God, please do something! 
LLet me suck you? Oohhh... my cunt's on fire...!"
"Holy shit!" the barrel-chested teenager gasped, clutching at Laura's wrists and holding
them securely while she continued to whimper and pant wantonly in her voluptuous
nakedness.
Fuck, she was out of her horny mind... even worse than last night...! She'd damn near
brought him off before he was ready, his friggin' climax weeping over him like a flash
flood. Crap, he'd stopped her just in time! And now she was ripe, primed right to the
goddamned peak...! "Okay, Laura baby, we'll do something for you. Like, how about a
long, fat cock ramming into that hot, little cunt of yours...?"
"Ooohhh... yes... yes, please... please fuck me?" Laura pleaded, obscenely, hardly aware
of the foul request that tumbled from her lips, her wine and drug steeped mind
conscious of nothing but the maddening lust permeating her lecherously inflamed body.
Nor was she cognizant of being led from the bedroom along the hall to the smoke-filled
living room, completely oblivious, as well, to the circle of young faces and excited eyes
that raked over her curvaceously naked white body with sordid, youthful hunger.
Neither the suggestive little whistling sounds, nor the lewd remarks of keyed-up boyish
voices made an impression on Laura's glazed, passion-infused brain... nothing but the
salacious promise of Chad Riseman's voice registered as he led her to the center of the
room.
"Get down on your hands and knees, Mrs. Barnes... that's right," the doctor's son
ordered, grinning his lurid smirk at the gaping, young faces eagerly watching as she
immediately obeyed while he stood in front and above her, subconsciously stroking his
swollen, blood-filled cock once more. "Now, raise your ass high in the air and spread
your knees wide... wider, Laura, wider...!"
Excited with lustful anticipation in her befogged world, the sensuously naked brunette
assumed the obscene, slave-like position, bending down until the hardened little nipples
of her lushly dangling, full breasts were grazing against the rough nap of the carpet to
send new sensorial tingles racing through her. Obediently, she had raised her ovaled,
white buttocks high in the air, her knees and the soft, satiny-like columns of smoothly
rounded thighs spread wide, opening the fleshy mounds of her buttocks to expose her
most secret, sensitive genitals.
Laura felt the cool rush of air bathing the smooth crevice separating her lasciviously
splayed white buttocks, brushing over the tiny raised circle of her puckered, brownish
anus and taunting the pink glistening strip of hot flesh between her vibrantly flushed
cunt lips. Her swollen breasts tingled wildly as she purposely caressed their sensitive
hardness against the rough carpeting. Oh God... why didn't he fuck her as he
promised? She was going to lose her mind if he didn't do something soon...!
"Wider, Laura... use your hands and pull your ass-cheeks farther apart!" Chad lustfully
commanded, aware suddenly that the pot had nearly hypnotized her and that she
couldn't seem to resist his wishes. He watched as she reached back with both hands and
obscenely clutched at her rounded, white buttocks, pulling them further apart from
either side. He chuckled, half under his breath, but more in pretense before the other
younger boys, for in reality he wasn't over two-seconds from blowing his nuts all over
the top of her head and arched white back from just watching her subservient responses
to his salacious orders.
Christ, he had to cum damn soon or his balls were going to explode all over the room,
the big teenager thought, as he watched his group of finky spectators crowd in close
behind to get a rear-view of her lewdly exposed genitals. She had begun to whimper on
the floor beneath him, her luscious white torso twisting back and forth as if she were
scraping her tits against the carpet! Shit, she was going right out of her fucking mind!
His hardened cock throbbed wickedly in his hand as he raised his head and caught
Soapy's eye. The long-haired dropout, clutching at his own skinny prick, nodded and
whispered something to Dink, the latter shoving the younger boys back to sitting
positions as Soapy led Victor up behind Laura and forced his nose down between her
widespread thighs and buttocks... and that was all that was necessary.
A bewildered sensation rippled through Laura's erotically excited body as she knelt in
her obscene, bent over position, lewdly spreading her white, rounded ass-cheeks open
with her hands. Something cold and wet abruptly brushed the exposed, smooth crevice,
then moved downward toward the moist, flowered open flesh between her hotly
palpitating vaginal lips. Reflexively, she stiffened and jerked at the spasmodic, cool
damp touches against her sensitive genitals, the contact striking a vaguely familiar note
in her dazed mind. Suddenly as its long tongue snaked out to lick wetly up and down
her licentiously presented ass-crevice surrounding the tiny hole of her rectum, Laura
knew for certain it was the same beautiful animal that had licked her to mind-shattering
completion the night before and a salacious thrill of delight rippled through her
voluptuously naked body.
She waggled her upraised, ovaled white buttocks uncontrollably as Victor's wet tonguetip 
burrowed for a moment at the little puckered opening, then, the long length of hot
animal flesh began to lap greedily at the splayed, pink mouth of her moistly glistening
pussy. Her breath caught excitedly in her throat to the fluid tonguing of her enflamed
loins, from the raisin-like lips of her tight anus down over the ragged pink edges of her
flushed, hair fringed cunt, reaching to the tiny, pulsing bud of her erect clitoris. She
gasped out as the thick lingual member spread through her velvety wet vaginal flesh
like a keenly honed blade through butter. Relentlessly, it laved between her obscenely
spread, naked thighs and buttocks while she continued to luridly cling to her asscheeks, 
plunging only occasionally to lunge in a hot, lust-whetting curl into the
quivering, liquid mouth of her seething vaginal hole.
Around the room, young stiffened cocks began to poke through the openings of
unzipped flies, their youthful owners grasping and stroking them while they watched
the wild show in the center of the floor. From his standing position at her head, his
own rigidly throbbing penis clutched in his big hand, Chad gaped wild-eyed at the
spectacle, wondering if the dumb mutt would try to fuck her the way he'd promised his
paid audience, and the thought had no more than flashed through his lust-filled brain
than the German Shepherd suddenly mounted her. The huge animal's muscular, furry
body crowded in toward her wide-spread white buttocks as in obvious surprise she
withdrew her hands that had been holding them open. Victor's warning growl filled the
room, his powerful forelegs clutching at her rounded, soft ivory hips and Laura moaned
in erotically frightened confusion.
"Better not move, Laura baby, or the mutt might take a chunk right out of that
beautiful ass of yours!" Chad warned in lascivious excitement, staring wildly at the
glistening, scarlet dog-cock slipping from its long fleshy sheath, dripping freely with its
tapered point jerking and dancing as the dog hunched in close to her, trying to bury the
reddish, lean tip and thickening shaft into her defenseless, hot, wet cunt.
Christ! The goddamned hound was going to do it... it was really going to try and fuck
her!
"Jesus Christ!" Soapy choked, clinging to his own solid length of hardness and bending
down close to see Victor's long, swollen animal cock trying to punch its way into her
moist, pink hole. "He can't get it in, Chad! He can't find her fuck hole!"
Similar comments and dry-throated gasps echoed from around the room as Chad said:
"Help him, Mrs. Barnes! You want to get fucked, don't you... don't you?"
The maddening and lascivious desire racing through Laura's carnally fired, curvaceous
body was about to drive her out of her mind! Oh God, yes... yes... "she wanted to be
fucked so badly by anyone or anything... had to have a cock inside her seethingly wet
vagina to quell the flames of passion burning there! She felt the strong gripping at her
hips and the tip of something hot and hard probing damply between her soft, tingly
thighs, searching for her quivering vaginal mouth and the ecstasy she knew it would
bring saturated her sensuously charged brain.
With an unrestrainable moan, Laura moved the twin ovals of her upthrusted, white
spread buttocks in little searching circles, attempting to capture the wet phallic
hardness, the salacity of her own wanton movements building the tension within her to
a near unbearable peak. God, she had to have it, she lustfully reasoned, reaching
frantically down through the enticing arch of her thighs and loins to grasp the dripping,
rubbery spear of hot, hard flesh and guide its throbbing tip toward her tingling, damp
cunt-mouth. Oh, yes... yes... yes, she thought in her drugged haze.
Immediately, Victor thrust, spreading her wetly receptive pussy channel wider and
wider as with a whimper, he buried his long, thickening animal-cock deep up into the
searing, squirming pink hole between her lush thighs!
"Ooooohhhh... oooohhhhh...!" Laura sighed gutturally, her breath exploding from her
lungs. "Oooohhh Goddddd!"
"Damn!" Chad cursed, his length of young thick cock swaying like a wagon-tongue as
he moved around to the side, shoving others out of the way so that he could get a better
view. He gaped in licentious fascination as the long, scarlet dog-cock slithered into her
with a wet charge until it was sunk in her cunt hole to the hilt, the fucking beast's
sperm-bloated animal balls swinging ferally down against her dampened, dark pubichair.
"Ohhhh... oohhh God, yes! Fuck me good... please... please...!" Laura moaned, suddenly
aware in her clouded brain that her lover was none other than the beautiful Victor, the
magnificent animal who had brought her such bliss the night before, the obscene
thought by itself adding unbelievable fuel to her intensively rising passion. "Ooohhh...
fuck it good, Victor, you wonderful brute...!" she cried out, thickly, her eyes wide and
glazed as the huge dog hammered into her from behind, while in ecstatic relief she
began to move backward rhythmically to meet its powerful, long strokes.
Chad stared in awed lust, uncontrollably stroking his own aching young cock while he
watched Jimmy Barnes' mother's beautiful and contorted face, completely enraptured by
the fierce animal fucking the friggin' mutt was giving her. He found himself keeping
tempo with his pumping fist to the goddamned hound's ever thickening cock skewering
deeper and deeper into her from behind, his savage muscular body battering and
thudding resoundingly between her lush, wide-spread ass-cheeks, his huge cock a
merciless piston of glistening, rigid animal flesh sinking to its full length deep into her
soft, quivering belly, while she lewdly rotated her rounded hips and ovaled, white
buttocks with a fury, grinding them back against the fucking mutt like a mongrel bitch
in heat!
Christ, he couldn't stand it any longer! He had to cum! His sperm-bloated balls were
ready to burst, he wildly reasoned as he moved back in front of her once more and
dropped to his knees, entangling his big hand in her short raven hair and jerking her
head upright.
Only a moment before, Laura breathed a moan of bliss from her tongue-moistened lips,
while she moved in cadence backwards to meet Victor's panting, superb thrusts into her
steaming cunt. She felt his forelegs clinging to her satiny-smooth white hips like furry
arms, and she wantonly undulated her naked body, rotating the resilient fleshy mounds
of her buttocks in tiny licentious circles, giving herself fully to the obscenely erotic
delight of the beautiful fucking her animal lover was savagely pounding into her from
the rear.
In her mind-twisting lust, she wished there was some way she could watch his
magnificent, pleasure-bringing cock disappearing inside her hotly clasping, wet cunt,
but she could only mentally visualize the sordidly forbidden scene, and the mere
thought of their unnatural coupling sent salacious and depraved exultation soaring
through her sensuously inflamed, naked flesh...
It was at that moment her head was painfully jerked erect and through glazed eyes she
saw the exposed hairy loins and long, thick hardened cock poling out toward her face,
the familiar bloated sac beneath swaying lewdly as he kneed in close to her.
"Suck it, Laura baby!" Chad hissed in a lust-incited, nasalish whine. "Suck the cum
juice right out of it like you did last night! Hurry...!"
She didn't hesitate. It was the added lubricious depravity that she needed to satisfy her
blinding passion, and lecherously she opened her lush, moist lips, licking out with her
tiny pink tongue first, bringing it into warm contact with the smooth rubbery tip while
he held it for her, drawing back the foreskin to expose the glistening, blood-filled head.
Eagerly, Laura swirled her hot, wet tongue over the pulsing, velvety flesh, causing the
doctor's son to twist and jerk, until her tongue-tip found the little split at its end and
wiggled into it!
The pungently sweet taste from the droplets of oozing seminal fluid fired new, more
intense ripples of libidinous pleasure to course through her, and her nostrils flared
animalishly. With her slender hand, she smoothed it along the swollen shaft of burning
hardness to the velvety flesh at its thick base, then downward to his sperm-inflated
young balls, drawing her nails beneath them before weighing them in her palm; then,
with her other hand she worked his foreskin back and forth, finally skinning it until the
ponderous head stood out sleek and naked... and she slid her ovaled lips onto it
hungrily, encompassing the moist, spongy knob inside the hot, liquid shelter, letting it
slide along the full length of her tongue as she began to suck it.
Chad gasped loudly, unaware of the sea of young faces that had moved in close to
watch, dropping to their knees and stroking their own naked, hard cocks while Victor
fucked her from behind like a programmed machine and she wantonly began to suck
his aching, swollen hardness. He stared lustfully as Laura's soft, encircling lips clasped
in prurient greed around his pulsating, thick rod of tingling flesh sawing forward into
her distorted face. He gasped excitedly and began to fuck her mouth, watching her
desire-contorted expressions, while simultaneously the mutt skewered viciously into her
wet, pink cunt from behind. She'd taken both hands to cup and squeeze his screaming
balls and he could see the thick, white fluid dribbling salaciously from the corners of
her mouth in tiny lurid rivulets, an almost masochistic little gleam beginning to glow in
her befogged eyes.
Laura was lost in the heat of her own ungovernable passion, lost to every sense of her
surroundings, conscious only of the increased vigor in the splendid animal thrusts
pounding from behind into the remotest parts of her searing cunt and the naked loins
crushing up tighter and tighter against her face. She could feel the long, thick penis that
was sensually fucking into her receptive mouth begin tensing in forceful, trembling
spasms and the presence of a hand behind her head gripping hard. His young, hairy
pelvis closed in on her until she felt certain he was trying to drive his hot, pulsating
cock down her sucking throat to meet Victor's expanding animal hardness pommeling
far up into her soft, quaking belly, that exaggerated thought by itself driving her wildly
on.
God, she wanted him to explode his teenaged sperm in her mouth... to swallow his hot,
squirting cum and feel it trickling down her throat... then, she sensed his pulsing, spear
of blood-engorged hardness swelling convulsively and sucked with renewed madness...!
It burst! She heard him curse vilely, while his spurting, convulsing cock spewed hot
issues of the white, pungent liquid into her extracting throat, her beautifully complected
cheeks ballooning and contracting in lecherous salacity as she swallowed in omnivorous
gulps, fastening her lush, red-rimmed lips tightly around the jerking organ, fearful of
losing the tiniest drop of the hot, precious liquid. Yet, as hard as she tried, she sensed
the thin rivulets of his jism seeping from the corners of her mouth in escaping
abundance, then, his entire frame go limp before her oral ministrations, his shrinking
cock slithering lifelessly from her still voraciously sucking mouth...
She whimpered aloud in a distraught sense of denied fulfillment... until there was
another young thrusting cock suddenly working its way between her open, ardent lips
and she sucked it in deeply, pulling at it with lecherous hunger until it, too, squirted its
youthfully sweet reservoir of passion-liquid down her insanely gulping throat. One after
another they came, dropping on their knees in front of her beautiful, if, lust-crazed face
to thrust their juvenile rods of hardened penial flesh between her sperm-coated lips,
while the gallant Victor continued to fuck furiously into her from behind, driving her
own dynamic moment of climax to the very brink where she hung in passionate
frustration, unable to tumble into the enrapturing precipice of libidinous completion...!


Chapter 10

Mike Barnes staggered backwards in shocked horror after walking up the drive to the
rear entrance of his home, hoping to surprise Laura in the kitchen with an affectionate
kiss and the exuberant tidings of his new position and plans for their future from this
point forward. He had thought of nothing else since his brief encounter with Karen at
the motel and that awakening moment of reform that had overwhelmed him... nothing
except the realization that he and his infidelities alone were responsible for the marital
gap separating them. God, if she would only forgive him, let him prove how much he
really loved both her and Jimmy; he would make it up to them. They would have to sell
the house and move to the new territory where he would be taking over as regional
manager, but there would be a compensating salary increase, and the company had
already guaranteed him a home there bordering on the luxurious...
And then... the incredibly obscene spectacle had met his eyes when he crossed the
kitchen toward the strange sounds coming from the living room, the utterly depraved
orgy hitting him like a vicious fist in the stomach, and he had to grasp hold of the
framework of the doorway to keep from falling!
Dear Christ in heaven! It was Laura, naked on her hands and knees, her perspiration
covered, curvaceous white body salaciously positioned before a huge dog that was
actually fucking her from behind! It was a long several seconds before he realized that
those surrounding her were all young boys... maybe a dozen or so, some with their
pants down and others with their hard young cocks sticking through their flies while
they masturbated... Then, he saw the one kneeling before her face... Christ, she was
sucking him! And as he gaped in unbelievable horror, he saw the boy's young frame
begin to convulse and knew he was shooting his load of hot, young sperm into her
feverishly sucking mouth and throat... finally, to fall away, sticky strings of his white,
viscid cum stretching from her semen-wet lips to his deflating, young cock! Abruptly,
another boy handed money to a bigger, older one who stood by naked from the waist
down, Ins own penis hanging as if limply spent.
Laura moaned out then, whimpered wailingly in a thick, frustrated, unreal voice as she
clutched at her new teenaged assailant, eagerly grasping his young rod of swollen cock
flesh to thrust back its foreskin and lecherously plunge it into her mouth, taking damn
near all of it right down into her throat until only a narrow circle of white at its base
remained visible!
Totally dumb-struck by the abominable, perverted debauchery, Mike could only stare
with gaping eyes, his own heavy cock uncontrollably lurching inside his pants at the
massive dog's tongue hanging ferally from its mouth, while it fucked into his wife's wet,
pink cunt, her beautiful white ass waving in wanton degeneracy. Saliva dripped from
the long, lingual member onto the coated film of perspiration covering the hollow of
her smooth, slender waist, and as she groaned around the length of teenaged hardness
sucked into her throat, at the same time ramming deliriously backwards onto the long,
thick animal-cock, Mike dazedly reasoned that she was straining desperately for her
orgiastic upheaval.
The dog whimpered then, its powerful flanks spasming in convulsive jerks as it
jackhammered between the rounded, white mounds of her licentiously spread asscheeks, 
the lust-inciting realization hitting Mike that the thick animal-cock was
obviously spitting its sperm with hard, bullet-like spurts deep up into her hot, milking
vagina... and that's when he burst out of his own lasciviously mesmerized spell!
"What in Christ's name is going on here?" he ragingly choked out, his vibrant voice
filling the room with a thunderous boom, as a thick, white flood of animal cum spilled
from the flushed lips of Laura's throbbing pussy, ravenously milking the deflating
length of dog-cock, thin trickles of the fluid running in obscene tracks down the lush,
white columns of her soft inner-thighs, while she continued to insanely writhe and
strain in her mind-dulled struggle toward climax.
"Goddamn...!" Chad Riseman swore, recognizing Jimmy's father. "Let's get out of
here!"
Mike followed the bigger boy who ran back along the hallway, grabbing him as he was
pulling on his shorts and jeans. "Wait a minute, you overgrown young punk!"
Chad tried to cower away from him, but Mike, in his furious rage, wasn't to be denied.
He swung the boy around and started to hit him; then, something within stopped him
at the last second.
"Start talking, you delinquent bastard or I'll beat you to a bloody pulp!" Mike roared
wild-eyed and threatening with cocked fist to do just that.
"Oh man, Mr. Barnes... it wasn't my fault... please... please, don't...?" Chad lied and
cringed.
"You've got one goddamned second, Riseman!" Mike spat, viciously. "Then, when I get
through with you, I call both your father and the police, and there's enough pot roaches
in those ashtrays out there to put you on ice for sometime, say nothing of the obviously
drugged condition of my wife...!"
"Oohhh... ohhh crap...!" Chad whined miserably before blurting out the whole sordid
story...

* * *

Laura was still in an overwrought state of sensuous passion when Mike lifted her
voluptuous, naked body into his arms and carried her to their bedroom. She whimpered
in impassioned frustration, an animalistic little cry that was entirely unfamiliar to her
husband whose tear-brimmed eyes gazed into her beautiful, lust-slackened face, while
pangs of guilt and self-recrimination saturated his whole being. It was wholly and
undeniably his fault, he at first reasoned, the knot in his throat nearly choking him as
he tried to lower her onto the bed, but she refused to free her encircling arm from
around his neck.
"Oh... oh Mike... it's you... I know it's you...?" Laura whined, her tongue yet thick with
the effects of wine and the marijuana. "And... and now you hate me...!"
"No... no, baby no!" he answered her quickly, laying a finger over her lush, still
moistened lips. "I love you! It wasn't your fault... none of it. It's mine, and it never
would've happened if I'd been the right sort of husband and father... instead of letting
Jimmy take my place..."
"Oh God..." Laura gasped, her head beginning to toss from side to side in confused
pathos. "You know, don't you...? You know about Jimmy and... and me..."
"Shhh... it's all right, baby," Mike tried to console her, the tears streaming down his
cheeks, even as he smoothed his hand over the satiny-white smoothness of her soft,
luscious curves, his aroused, long, thick cock unrestrainably hardening inside his shorts
at the delicious warm feel of her. "We're going to make it all better... everything... I
promise that..."
"Ooohhh... ooohhhhh dear God, Mike... I love you... and Jimmy..."
"I know... I know, Darling..."
"Mike... lover... fuck me right now... please? I need it so bad... my cunt is a roaring
inferno!" Laura pleaded in licentious terms the likes of which he had never heard pass
from her delightful lips. "I'll suck it for you if you want... I'll do anything, Darling...
only fuck me...?"
Mike could but stare down at his naked, enchantingly beautiful wife, a maze of
confused sensations slamming through him at her incredibly lewd words. Christ, he'd
never even known this woman, even with all of their years of marriage! He had been
wrong... so goddamned wrong... yet, she too, was to blame! She had deceived him with
her aloof, puritanical morals and God knows, he had just, and was still, seeing-the proof
of that...!
"Oh Mike, please... don't make me wait... I can't stand it...!" Laura begged, reaching
down and spreading her white thighs, sinking an extended, slender finger between the
wet, hair-lined lips of her pinkly flushed cunt to obscenely stroke the hot, glistening
flesh and the tiny, erect bud of her palpitating clitoris.
The lascivious sight caused his cock to give a wicked start inside his shorts, while his
brain reeled in its mixture of mounting lust, self blame, and his rapidly growing desire
to punish her in a manner that she would never forget! Christ, when he thought of it
with the limited measure of intelligence he could muster at the moment, he realized
that he just couldn't simply overlook her deception, or wantonly lecherous acts... and
damnit, he wasn't about to...!
Wildly, he began pulling at his clothes, stripping himself naked as he watched in
growing libidinous fascination her salacious fingers working feverishly in the exposed
pink flesh of her hot, wet cunt. He swallowed tightly and ordered: "Get up on your
knees, wife! You seem to like your fucking that way...! Okay... you'll get it from
behind... and in a manner you'll never forget! Because I'm going to punish you, Baby,
and I should have done it years ago...! Move, damnit... now!"
Laura, lost in the intense heat of her insane passion, had no idea what sort of
chastisement was in store for her, but knew as well as she was aware of her own name
that some was coming... and she wanted it! Dear God, she deserved and wanted it so
badly... whatever he chose to do to her! Obediently, she struggled onto her hands and
knees, bending her head low to raise the presented, spread mounds of her ovaled white
buttocks to him in whimpering masochistic delight.
She felt the weight on the bed behind her, and abruptly, the heat of his strong,
masculine body as he moved in between her legs! Oh God... he was going to do
something terribly beautiful to her, she reasoned in her befogged brain; he was going to
admonish her...! Then, she felt his big, warm hands on her trembling buttocks,
smoothing over them and up toward her waist, and back down to her thighs, moving in
between to tease the moist, tingling lips of her hotly inflamed pussy. He leaned over
her, his long, thick cock heavy and rigid between her soft, inner thighs, pressing against
the quivering, hair-fringed mound of her waiting cunt.
"I'm going to fuck you in the ass, sweet wife!" he half-hissed bitterly down at her
hollowing back. "I just wanted you to know so that you can cringe when I start to
worm my cock into your tight little asshole and you'll know what's happening and why!
I'm going to punish you for all your goddamned deception, and I don't intend to be
gentle! Now, prepare yourself, bitch, because if you make the slightest move toward
resistance, I'll beat your ass until you can't move...!"
"Ooohhh... yes, Mike darling, do it... do it! Sodomize me! I want you to...!" Laura
chanted passionately. "Oh God, yes punish me! Fuck my ass...! Hurry, Darling...
hurry...!"
A tremendous jolt of excitement roared through him. Goddamn! This was insane... and
he was losing all sense of mental balance in his building lust. He'd never in his life felt
such carnal and sadistically perverted sensations! He gaped down at his obscenely
positioned wife's curvaceous white body nakedly spread open before him, the rounded
white moons of her luscious buttocks waggling in ardent invitation, the tight little
brownish ring of hairless, puckered anal flesh defenselessly exposed before his already
throbbing cock. Damn, he couldn't have stopped then if he'd wanted to...!
He slipped his finger up into her hot, moistened cunt that was still wet and coated with
the brute-dog's thick animal cum, the memory of that shockingly depraved scene firing
his lustfully sadistic anger even more. Her rounded white hips and ass-cheeks jerked
spasmodically from the erotic intrusion, and once again when he smeared the viscid
moisture over the crinkled, snug little hole of her quaking ass. He did it several times
before dipping the blood-engorged head of his pulsating cock between her wetly
saturated pussy lips, then nuzzled it snugly up against her little, working anal lips.
Laura heard him half-chuckle, a salacious, almost frightening sound that caused her to
clench her small hands into tiny fists, the first wave of expectant fear washing through
her. Oh God... she had to endure it... no matter how painful... because he was her
husband and she loved him... was castigating her, and she wanted him to...!
Mike had no intentions of showing her mercy; she didn't deserve that! With the help of
his thumbs on either side of her puckered rectal mouth, stretching the tiny orifice
partially open, he pressed his thick, purple cock-head forward against it, squirming his
pelvis in the effort of worming the spongy tip into the tightly clenched hole...!
He thrust forward then and Laura felt a horribly agonizing pop and stretching of her
anus; her breath caught in her throat as a vicious spasm of pain so unbearable that she
twisted and squealed back at him, at the same time, uncontrollably straining and
waggling her buttocks to get free of the inhumanly torturous cock reaming into her
nether channel. Dear God...! She had thought she could take him there, but she'd sorely
misjudged his size and the virginal capacity of her rectum! He was going to split her
wide open back there, she realized in sudden horror, her round, white full buttocks
beginning to thrash like a wild animal caught in the throes of a violent death struggle.
She heard him laugh brutally and felt his strong fingers gouging into the soft, tender
flesh of her thighs. He was holding her in a vice-like grip, her every single move only
helping to worm the long, thick rod of his hardened cock deeper and deeper into her
cringingly expanding passage!
"Shove back, damnit!" Mike ordered with a snarl, slapping her stingingly across her
lush, white buttocks. "Shove your ass back onto it!"
Even in her drug and wine stupored state, Laura couldn't hold back the tears of pain
nor the guttural cries of mind-shattering agony erupting from her throat. Dear God, she
knew he had brutally ripped her open back there! His huge cock was tearing her
rectum apart! Ooohhhh... God almighty...! She had to endure it...! She wanted her
punishment...!
"Yes... oh yesssss...! You're killing me, Darling... but... but I want you to...! Don't stop!
Fuck it...! Ooohhhh yessss, fuck m-my ass, Lover...!"
She hunched back suddenly as he pressed forward, feeling the excruciating torture of
his throbbing hardness surging into her, the swollen mushroomed head plowing the
rubbery, resistant flesh before it until finally, with one last buttock-flattening lunge, he
ground it all the way up inside the warm, clutching depths of her obscenely stretched
rectum.
Mother of God! Her brain screamed in torment; then she felt his strong, hairy pelvis
smack solidly into the smooth softness between her lewdly spread, upraised ass-cheeks
and his bloated balls swing hard against the splayed, feverish lips of her wet, tingling
vagina below. She was impaled to the hilt, unable to move and afraid to breathe with
the unbelievable, agonizing pressure that felt as though her thighs were about to split
apart...!

* * *

From the still opened doorway, Jimmy gaped at the licentious sight of his parents'
obscene coupling, the shocking spectacle nearly causing his knees to buckle, even as his
young cock gave a jerking lurch of arousal inside his pants... He hadn't seen it all quite
from the beginning, but had witnessed enough to experience a nauseating pang of
frustrated, jealous anger. At first, he hadn't been able to believe what he was actually
seeing with his own eyes. Holy crap, his father had his huge cock rammed right up his
Mom's beautiful ass... and she was acting as if she wanted it! Man, he'd never thought
it was going to fit, and the way she had squirmed and cried out, he'd wanted to run in
there and stomp his father to a bloody pulp... but then, she was shoving her rounded,
white buttocks right back onto it, moaning and telling him to fuck her there!
Crap almighty, there wasn't a thing he could do only stand and watch... because his
Mom really wanted it! He could see the way the thick rod of hard flesh was plunging
right up inside the salaciously expanded, tight hole, and he couldn't help but grasp hold
of his own rigidly excited young cock, while the tears trickled down his handsome,
boyish cheeks...
Laura gasped a shuddering breath as Mike's naked body stilled momentarily, as if he
might have found a tiny fleck of mercy in his chastising mind, and as the sensitive walls
of her inhumanly stretched rectum slowly seemed to adjust, so did the agonizing pain
begin to subside. She still felt torn and obscenely expanded there from the unnatural
invasion, but at the same time, she reasoned weirdly that she was beginning to enjoy a
masochistic sense of atonement.
She deserved everything he was doing to her, she knew, and would do from now on! It
was all her fault, not his! She'd nearly ruined all of their lives! She was a bitch, a whore,
a lecherous, incestuous, wanton slut! And now, she'd crawl like a slave before him...
endure willingly whatever pain, degradation, or humiliation he would inflict on her to
prove her love...! And then, as she turned her head so that he could see the pleasure his
huge sodomizing cock was bringing her, her glazed eyes made out the form of her
young son standing in the doorway, his hardened youthful penis in his hand, tears
streaming from his heartbroken eyes...!
"Oh... oh my God... I didn't know you were there, Baby!" Laura gasped out, staring at
the pathetic teenaged Jimmy who was obviously caught up in the aura of their
generated lust.
Mike saw him then, craning his neck to gape in shocked surprise at his voyeuristic son
who stood with his young hardened penis clutched lewdly in his hand. "Jesus Christ!"
he swore, for want of knowing what else to say, his astonishment caused not only from
Jimmy's presence, but the fact that he was stroking his huskily stiffened cock right in
front of them. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Go to your room! I'll settle
with you later...!"
"No! You'll do no such thing!" Laura snapped back at him. "Punish me as much, and
any way you want, but you'll not do anything to him!" Then, to their son: "Come in,
Darling. Your Mommie hasn't changed her feelings toward you one bit! She still loves
you... wants you to love her, and we're not going to lie about it, are we...?"
"Wh-What the hell are you saying?" Mike choked, staring down at her bent lasciviously
before him, his thick, throbbing hardness still buried to the very hilt in the salaciously
stretched hole between her spread white buttocks.
"I'm saying that why should he be left out now that you've decided to repent, or
whatever, and come home. He's been more than just a loving son to me when I needed
him the most... all those lonesome nights... No, he has to be included, too, Mike...!"
Mike gaped at Laura's determined profile, slowly becoming aware that insane as it
sounded, what she was saying was true! Who was he to decide anything, or chastise
anyone in that house? He was lucky that they were including him! Suddenly, he bent
and kissed the hollow of her smooth, satiny-skinned back... then, turned to his son with
a smile: "Okay, Jimmy... I guess these are new times, and new approaches to love that
my double standards haven't caught up with yet. It's true... you've got more right here
than I have... but maybe we can share alike... if you and your Mom will let me...?"
"Oh... oh God, Mike... yes, yes!" Laura passionately whispered back at him. "There is
enough love inside of me for both of you, now and forever!"
"Good," her husband let a meaningful little grin spread his handsome mouth. "And I
can't think of a better time to test it. Come on, Son, get naked and join us. We'll try a
little experiment I learned when I was in Korea..." The responsive expression of excited
delight that passed over his son's face as he began to tear at his clothing gave Mike
Barnes a strange sense of parental accomplishment that he knew had to be absolutely
demented, yet he found himself lustfully and lovingly wanting it this way as much as
the beautiful woman bent be entiously before him. And then, he grunted aloud as she
suddenly showed her overwhelming joy by tightening her anal muscles around his long,
thick cock entombed in the depths beyond her gapingly stretched asshole, making it
throb wildly. He gasped out again when her soft, rounded white buttocks began to
churn back against him in a slow, methodical undulation. He felt her clutching nether
channel constrict and tighten around his pulsing rod of hardness warmly while he
began to move in and out of her, watching the pinkish flesh clinging to his long, poling
cock each time he drew out, then disappear back inside with his inward thrust.
"All right, Dad! I'm ready! What do I do?" Jimmy blurted excitedly, standing by the bed
entirely naked now and still holding onto his thrusting young rod of solid genital flesh.
Laura stopped and looked back toward her husband as if waiting for instructions, new
sensations of forbidden wild lust racing through her intensively incited body at the
mere thought of their beautiful family troilism to come. Dear God, did Mike have any
conception of how happy he was making both of them...? "Oh... oh what are you
doing?" she choked as suddenly her husband squeezed his hands at her hips and rolled
to one side, pulling her backwards on top of him, raising gasping grunts of unexpected
pain from her lush lips, as throughout the ordeal his long, thick cock dug deeper up
into her defenseless rectum. Then, he lay sprawled beneath her, her smooth, hollowed
back tight against his stomach and chest, her legs splayed out obscenely on the outsides
of his, while his hardened length of thick cock-flesh was interred in its entirety to the
very depths of her bowels. "Oh... oh God!" she moaned again, but not without a trace
of erotic entrancement in her tone.
"Now, Son!" Mike hissed. "Climb on and together we'll love this luscious woman right
into ecstasy!"
"Ooohhhh..." Laura moaned in unrestrainable passion, watching her handsome young
son wedging himself between their legs anxiously, forcing his own between hers and
Mike's, thrusting her soft, white thighs even further apart and grasping his young
stiffened penis to guide it quickly into the wet, seething channel of her waiting, hot
pussy.
It slithered, unimpeded, right up into her moistened, dilated vagina, until she heard and
felt his youthful, sperm-filled balls smack wincingly into the spread-cheeked crevice of
her impaled ass, joining the other beautiful cock poled deep up into her tingling
rectum. She whimpered from the exotically fantastic bliss of it, the twinges of pain only
adding to her overwhelmingly masochistic pleasure.
"Oh Christ...!" she heard Mike curse, his long, heavy spear of hardness plunging
furiously up her rectal passage to her very belly, while Jimmy's sweet young cock
pounded into her pussy channel in frantic strokes. Dear God, she'd never known such
utterly impassioned ecstasy, and she clung to her teenaged son on top of her as her
husband clutched and massaged her throbbing breasts from beneath.
"Yes... yesss... oh my sweet darlings... I'm your slave!" Laura chanted erotically. "Love
me like this forever... sandwiched between you both... fucking my ass and my cunt...
and I'll suck you both whenever you want...!"
Mike could feel his son's young, thick cock through the thin membrane dividing
Laura's vagina and rectum, racing frenziedly in and out of her steaming, wet pussy as
he increased his own upthrusting stroke into her forever stretched, clutching asshole, at
last, arriving at a rhythmic tempo to which she superbly responded. He visualized the
frayed, pink edges of her cunt being extracted with Jimmy's amazing youthful cock on
the backstroke, and disappearing inside her as he plunged deep into her belly; then, the
same sight as his own throbbing hardness sucked down out of her, tugging the pink
inner-ridges of her clasping anal-lips with it, only to soar fluidly back into her as he
rammed upward until his balls were wedged again into the smooth damp cleft of her
ass-cheeks... Damn... what was this magnificent home-debauchery he had been missing
for so long? He was going out of his fucking mind...!
Caught up in the throes of unequaled sensuous enchantment that she knew would
never end for them again, Laura undulated her rounded white buttocks and squeezed'
with her eagerly working cuntal muscles at the beautiful, hardened thick cock-shafts
racing into her, knowing that she was giving both of these loved ones as much pleasure
as they were bringing her. She forced her nakedly arched hips back and downward onto
Mike's throbbing cock raging into her tinglingly receptive asshole, and then ahead and
upward to receive the length of her Jimmy's hot, pulsating spear of flesh gliding
smoothly into her inflamed cunt, while mind-shattering sensations of love and
masochistic joy lewdly saturated her entire naked being. Nothing registered any longer
but the two magnificent cocks of her loved ones fucking into her, and she rocked
insanely to their rhythmic attack.
"Oooohhh...! Oooohhhhhh! Yes... yes!" she chanted throatily as she continued to
respond to each lunge into her searingly fired genital passages. Almost wickedly savage
they became, as if punishing her together; yet, she gave them back in furious love every
stroke they delivered into her, until all three began to groan in an unintelligible maze of
animal-like wildness.
"Aaaahhhhhh... yes... fuck me, my Darlings! Oh God, yes... I can feel both of your
handsome cocks buried beautifully inside me! Faster, Lovers! Faster... harder... please? I
love you both so much...!" Laura cried out to them, urging them both on, the thought
of their two loving cocks slamming into her in unison suddenly spinning her toward a
dynamic whirlpool of unmatchable lust. It seemed to go on forever. Vaguely, she
realized that the room was beginning to rotate like an enchanting carousel around her...
The ever-mounting erotic bliss of it... their hands gripping and clutching at the soft
resilient curves of her perspiring, naked flesh while she was deliriously impaled from
above and below was too much for her to endure any longer! Her brain swam...
nothing mattered but the tremendous sensations of sensuous rapture about to burst
inside her!
"Now! Now! Now!" she chokingly gasped. "Oh God, please... together, my darling
lovers! Cum in me! Fill me! Oohhh dear God! Huurrryyyyy! Nooowww... I'm
cuuummmiinnnggggg!"
At that precise moment, Mike clutched tightly at her erect, full white breasts and thrust
his huge hardened cock deep up into her grasping rectum, whispering his love for her
at the same time into her ear!
Laura felt his hot, seething cum squirt deep into her back passage, bringing on her own
orgasm in a wild crescendo and sending enticing spasms of sensation rocketing through
her. She could feel every contraction of his thick, pumping cock as it jerked out its load
of boiling white sperm deep, deep up into her convulsing bowels... and on up further, it
enchantedly seemed, into her throbbing breasts; then, Jimmy whimpered, crying out as
she drew her thighs back as high as she could, her breath heaving from her lungs when
his exploding young cock began spewing its thick jets of hot, loving jism far up into the
depths of her quivering belly, her own gushing secretions blending and puddling hotly
with his, an almost frantic paroxysm of bliss momentarily overwhelming her...

* * *

Jimmy slept the nap of exhaustion, cradled in Laura's left arm, his handsome young
face pressed against the yielding, firm flesh of one breast, while upon the other in a
similar position, Mike rested his cheek, his big, gentle hand slowly and continuously
stroking the satin-smooth, warm curves of her nakedness, a satiated peaceful repose
filling all of them.
Such elation as she felt at that moment was almost beyond the realm of belief, Laura
thought, lying between the two ardent loves of her life... yet, there was something still
lacking, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Dear God, what more could any
woman ask for than the happiness and erotic joy they would share together from this
day on? How lucky she was... and just when she had thought that all was lost for them,
they had found each other to weld together the perfect love-filled, family unit. Then,
why this little void of emptiness that seemed to plague her...?
Gently, so as not to disturb either of them, for her darling, Mike's, hand had stopped
caressing her and she knew that he, too, slept... she drew them both tighter against her
soft, naked body as if to press the unwanted vacuum from within her... and then, she
heard it... a scratching sound against the partially opened bedroom door.
Abruptly, she lifted her head from the pillow to see the great animal enter the room, his
gallant head held high, his deep brown eyes filled with an expression of instinctive love
and affection as he trotted across the room to pounce up on the bed and immediately lie
down between her slightly spread legs.
"Victor... darling... you've come to me, too," she whispered as her two lovers stirred on
either side of her, then slept again.
And suddenly, she realized, that the gnawing void within her had been filled, and no
woman could ask for more.


THE END
