Now they were talking instead of sucking and fucking. But Amy had made up her mind that it would be just as meaningful as when they were having sex. There was more than one way to let it all hang out, and after the extraordinary trip they'd taken together, Amy didn't see how her mother and she could afford to keep anything secret from each other.
So, as they cuddled in bed, she said, "Tell you what, Mom, I'll let you in on my secrets if you let me know yours."
"Like, uh, what?" Julia Winslow hesitantly replied.
"Wanna find out about the boy who took my cherry, don't you?"
Her mother predictably nodded. "But what do you expect from me in return? What kind of secret?"
"Simple," Amy answered. "Just curious who you've been sleeping with since you divorced Daddy, that's all."
"And what makes you think…"
"Mom, a woman as horny as you are has to be getting it steady from somebody," Amy said simply.
"No, I couldn't tell you that," Julia resisted.
"Then you'll never find out how I stopped being a virgin."
"Oh, I want to know, I really do," Julia sincerely said. "What mother wouldn't want to know about her only daughter? But, still, that's just you and some boy. And what you want me to tell you about is who I've been fucking – well, it's more than just me and some ordinary man. I don't think you're ready to hear it."
"Maybe you'll change your mind, Mom," Amy countered, "after you hear what I have to tell you about who popped my cherry. He was not just some ordinary boy, not by a long shot."
But Julia still hedged, caught in a tug-of-war between what she yearned to know about her daughter and what she'd have to reveal in return.
"I'll make you a deal, Mom. An offer you can't refuse. When I tell you who fucked me, I'll leave it up to you if it's worth you telling me who's been fucking you. You decide and that'll be that."
How could Julia pass on that? So she nodded in agreement but warned, "Don't forget, though, I'm not promising anything."
"Just listen for now, Mom, that's all I ask."
"Okay… go on."
Amy paused to build up the suspense a little bit more. "I lost my cherry right here at home, Mom."
"A boy from school?"
"Yes, but more than that."
"What do you mean?"
"He was here all along. Right here at home in the first place, so I didn't have to go out looking when I was ready for my first pussyful of cock."
"I don't think I understand…"
"Sure you do, Mom. I've given you all the pieces of the puzzle, just put them together and you'll get the picture."
Julia Winslow temporarily turned away and shook her head, as if she were trying to shake what her daughter had told her from her mind. But Amy had already dropped too many hints. So then Julia turned back and forced herself to confront what seemed so shockingly obvious.
"Y-you mean?" she muttered.
"You tell me what you think I mean, Mom," Amy challenged. "Who fucked me, Mom?"
Julia Winslow took the deepest breath of her life. "St-Steve," she choked.
Amy nodded in admission. "Now, are you ready to tell me who's been fucking you, Mom?"
Julia's nostrils flared, as though she could smell what was in the air. "Y-you know… already know, don't you? Knew all along!"
Amy nodded again. "I saw you and Uncle Thad, Mom, I saw him fucking you. That's where I got the idea of going after Stevie. If your own brother was good enough for you, then I figured mine was good enough for me!"
"And," Julia then gulped, "What now?"
"Believe it or not, I never thought about that until right this second," Amy honestly answered. "I'm starting to get some ideas real fast, though."
"Y-yes?"
"Well, Mom, since we're in this together, the way I see it…"
Julia Winslow still couldn't quite believe she'd let her daughter talk her into this. But that was just on the one hand. On the other hand, Julia would have been guilty of lying to herself had she tried to deny that she was looking intensely forward to it. After all, down deep, didn't every mother have a secret fantasy about what it would be like to…
"Oh, hi, Stevie!" she said, interrupting her steamy thoughts to greet her son when he walked through the front door, home from school.
He was surprised to see her. "How come you're not at work, Mom?"
"Backache," Julia answered. "Maybe you could help me out with it. Think you could give me a nice, long rubdown?"
Stevie shrugged with agreement as his mother went over to the couch. Getting in position for a massage, she stretched out on her stomach. Joining her, Stevie sat on the edge of the couch and placed his hands on her shoulder blades.
"Under my blouse," she sighed, "against my skin."
Stevie felt kind of funny about pulling her blouse out of her slacks, like in a way he was undressing her. Then, when he touched her bare flesh and realized she wasn't wearing a bra, he was even more self-conscious. But it was hardly the type of thing he could discuss with his own mother, so he started rubbing her as though nothing were bothering him.
"Down lower, sweetie," Julia told him. "Around my waist."
"Uh, your slacks'll be kinda in the way if I rub down that far, Mom," Stevie nervously noted.
"No problem…"
Julia unsnapped the slacks, wriggling her hips out of them so the crack of her ass partially showed. She wasn't, her staring son now realized, wearing panties either.
"Now rub me, really rub me," Julia urged.
Stevie's hands began moving in tight, tense circles near the base of her spine, his palms unavoidably coming into contact with the rise of her asscheeks. Also unavoidable was the stirring response of his hardening cock.
"That's better," mother murmured to her son, "but loosen up some, dear. And the farther down you rub me, the better it'll feel."
Farther down, he thought, meant directly stroking her bare ass. "Are y-you sure this is what you want me to do, M-mom?" Stevie stammered.
"Mmmm-hmmmmm," Julia answered, wriggling out of her slacks even more.
Warily, Stevie placed a hand on each of her asscheeks, so when he resumed the massage the plump globes of female flesh were pressed together. Then he heard a faint but telltale squashing sound. If he hadn't had sex with his sister, Stevie wouldn't have known what it was, but he recognized it now. It was his mother's wet pussy he was listening to.
"L-lower, Mom?" he dared to ask.
"Far down as you want to go," Julia steamily answered. "Here, let me make it easier for you."
She tugged at her slacks, lowering them all the way to her knees. Suddenly Stevie was looking between her asscheeks at the pouting lips of her hairy pussy.
"Yes, rub me there, right where you're looking," Julia puffed.
Stevie made one last attempt to give her the benefit of the doubt. "But, gee, Mom, you're talking about your…"
"Oh, I know," Julia readily replied. "Do it to me, honey. Right there between Mommy's legs."
By this point Stevie had a hard-on that not only wouldn't quit, it seemed to have taken over from his brain. So the message from his yearning crotch as to go ahead. Pussy was pussy, not to be passed up, no matter whose it was.
Stevie touched her there, warily at first. But her cunt was so hairy, so meaty and so juicy that his fingers quickly felt right at home. He began to probe. In turn, his mother squirmed, her obviously aroused pussy leaking all over his immediately sticky hand.
"Ahhhh, that feels sooo goooood," Julia moaned as she was felt up. "It wasn't a backache that made me leave work early. Fact was, I was so hot I couldn't get a damned thing done at the office with this aching pussy of mine."
There was no reason anymore for Stevie to hedge. "If that was the problem, why didn't you fuck your boss, Mom?"
And even more boldly, Julia Winslow countered, "I already got my raise and promotion for the year from the old fart. Besides, I was really in the mood for something nice 'n' young. A stud young enough to be my own son… So, I figured, well, how could I do better than the real thing?"
"Then you want me to…"
All at once his mother rolled over onto her back, facing up at him with a leer which left nothing to the imagination. But if that weren't enough she slithered all the way out of her slacks and stretched her thighs as far apart as they'd go.
"Yes!" she declared. "I want you to… But, go ahead, darling, let me hear you say it yourself."
"F-fuck you, Mom?"
"Only if you want to, of course," Julia coyly answered. "But there's an easy enough way to find out about that right away, isn't there?"
She reached for Stevie's bulging fly and unzipped it. Then her hand was inside his jeans. When it emerged, it clutched a throbbing teenaged hard-on.
"Maybe a little sucking first might hit the spot, though," Julia slurped, licking her lips with a twinkle in her eye. "Before you fuck me you wouldn't mind me giving you a blow-job while you eat my pussy, would you, Son?"
"Like, uh, a sixty-nine, Mom?"
"Mmmmm, you've got my number, that's for sure," Julia teased. "Now let's get all the way out of these useless clothes so we can really feel each other."
Her blouse was all Julia had left. She unbuttoned it and cast it aside to reveal her large tits. It took Stevie a while longer to get rid of his shirt and jeans, nervous as he was. Then, when he'd finally stripped down to nothing but his wiry young body, his mother pronounced him supremely fit.
"You're built just like a dancer," she said, praising his slender form. "So glad you didn't grow into one of those hulks who play football. One of those big apes'd probably crush me. But we'll fit together like we're made for each other."
After the worry he'd been used to putting in over his slight frame, his mother's flattery made Stevie feel like the king of the world. He was ready for anything.
"Shall I be on top?" he asked.
"Quick as you can, darling. The sooner your beautiful cock's in my mouth and you're eating my pussy, the better I'll like it."
"You got it, Mom!" Stevie enthusiastically declared.
Ready to be the same kind of stud for his mother that he'd been for his sister, he climbed astride her now, facing her hairy crotch, his knees on either side of her head. Then, leaning forward, he lowered his tongue, pausing to breathe in the sweet scent of the same cunt which had originally delivered him into the world. Meanwhile, at the other end of the action, he felt his mother's hot breath on his rigid cock and dangling balls.
"Well, my boy, this is it," Julia prompted from below. "The beginning of what I guess I've been waiting for ever since you were born, darling."
She angled her son's prick down to oral range and closed her mouth around the throbbing head. At the same time, Stevie buried his face in her bush and let her pussy's sticky warmth seep into his taste buds.
From there the sixty-nine between mother and son proceeded by slurping degrees, Stevie following Julia's lead and nudging his tongue inside her cunt at the same gradual pace that her mouth slowly inched along his hard-on. They were, she seemed to be telling him, in no hurry, so why not relax and savor each other a bit at a time?
Then, finally, mother had deep-throated son and his tongue was hitting her pussy. And that's when the slow pace of the fucking action abruptly speeded up. Julia's mouth turned into an oral version of a cunt, forcing Stevie to begin fucking it with hip-snapping thrusts. And, picking up on the tempo, his tongue turned into a pumping oral cock in her real pussy.
Stevie knew she was coming in his face when the volume of her pussy juice swiftly increased and its flavor doubled its sweetness. And he also knew, as his prick flexed down her throat, that it wouldn't be long before he'd be coming in her mouth.
No point in holding back his jizz, Stevie recognized. It was what his mother clearly wanted. And, God, did he have plenty to give her!
"Ooooh," he moaned into the nest of her cunt, "I'm shooting it, Mom… shooting my cum for you to drink!"
However, to Stevie's surprise, his mother didn't swallow his gushing cream. Indeed, his spurting prick, was abruptly gone from her mouth. For a split-second he thought he'd screwed up somehow. But then he felt a new source of soft warmth surrounding his cockmeat and realized his mother was even hornier than he'd thought she was.
"I love getting my titties soaked with cum," Julia said breathlessly to her son. "Makes me feel like such a dirty slut. You like dirty sluts, don't you, Stevie? Hope so, 'cause when I get this hot I'm afraid that's me all over. Dirtiest slut you ever saw."
"Anything," Stevie rasped with a fresh surge of excitement. "Anything you say, Mom!"
"Then why don't you turn around and see what a mess I am now?" Julia suggested.
Stevie didn't have to be asked twice. Swiveling on top of his mother, he gazed down at her big tits. They glistened below him, his mother smearing his jizz all over them.
"God, Mom," Stevie blurted out, "you're really beautiful…"
"No," Julia saucily cut in on him, "that's not what I want to hear. Tell me what a dirty slut I am!"
Having been raised to respect his mother, it was difficult at first for Stevie to seemingly insult her. But she kept insisting.
"Okay, then, Mom… you're a dirty slut," he muttered.
"More!" Julia urged. "And say it like you mean it!"
"Wh-whore," Stevie managed to stammer after a deep breath.
"Louder!"
"Whore," Stevie repeated, more comfortable now about talking this way to his mother. "Whore… bitch… cunt!"
"And what does a young stud do to a whoring bitch of a cunt like me?" Julia prompted.
"Fuck her!" Stevie hissed, hitting his macho stride now. "Fuck her hard!"
"Mmmmm, that sounds just exactly like what I deserve," Julia lilted.
She spread her legs so wide that Stevie could see her hairy asshole beneath her gaping cunt. After his experience with his sister, the sight of the other female shitpit in the family gave him an idea he couldn't resist.
"But I fuck you my way or not at all, bitch, understand?" he barked at his naked mother.
"Wouldn't have it any other way, tiger," Julia said. "I'm just here to be used like any whore. Whatever turns you on the most is my specialty."
"Then close your eyes, slut," Stevie ordered. "Don't want you to know how I'm gonna fuck you until it's too late for you to do anything but just hang on for the ride."
"Is that a threat or a promise, big boy?" Julia teased.
"Take it however you want to," snapped Stevie.
"I've got a better idea," Julia cooed back. "I'll take it any way I can get it."
Then she closed her eyes, crossing her fingers for good luck. Stevie moved in on her, his cock like a dagger in his hand. First he ran the head along the groove of her cunt, following it from her clit down to the crack of her ass. Julia shivered with anticipation, coaxing him to hurry and fuck her.
"You don't know how fucked you're about to be, Mom," Stevie vowed.
Now he took aim at point-blank range, his cockhead a fraction of an inch from its target. However, the bull's eye he'd chosen was not his mother's anticipating cunt. With a brutal thrust of his hard-on, Stevie abruptly shafted the much narrower channel a notch below.
"Oh, my ass… my ass!" Julia shrieked. "You're fucking me in the ass instead of the cunt!"
Her previously closed eyes had opened now, bulging from their sockets. Plus, her face had turned ashen, her jaw unhinged as she gasped for air.
"Hurts like hell, huh, Mom?" Stevie triumphantly asked.
But the reply he got was a swooning, "No, hurts like heaven… heaven on earth!"
Then Julia climaxed on the spot. And as she did, her orgasmic asshole became a rippling vise around her son's hilted prick.
"You know what's about to happen, don't you?" she rasped. "I couldn't stop it if I wanted to."
Then Stevie felt the telltale slime from his mother's jolted depths seeping around his locked-in prick. There was no doubt about what it could only be.
"Yes, darling, Mommy's shitting on your cock," Julia told him. "Shitting while I come. That ought to prove to you once and for all what a dirty bitch I am."
As if Stevie had needed any further proof. And now the challenge was even greater for him to show that he had the balls to leave no doubt about his own status.
"You left out the rest, Mom," he snarled. "If you're a dirty bitch then that makes me a mother-fucking son of a bitch! And just guess who that makes the boss."
Taking charge, he slapped Julia across the face, causing her to whimper with pleasure.
"Oh, that's my mother-fucking son of a bitch! Take me over!"
Stevie slapped her again, but then he saw a way to hurt her with his hands even more. Her tits were suddenly in her grasp and he sank his nails into their spongy flesh, wrenching them around almost double.
"Kill me!" Julia cried in response. "Kill me if you can, you mother-fucking son of a bitch, so I can die the happiest woman in the world!"
"No, bitch, that'd be too easy on you," Stevie spat. "Instead I'm gonna drag it out, make you suffer until you just wish you were dead."
"Mmmm, how could I ask for anything more?"
"All you'll be asking for is mercy before I'm through with you, bitch!"
Then, after having mauled his mother's tits so they'd be black and blue for days, Stevie turned his attention back to his main instrument of macho power – his cock, his butt-fucking cock. He used it like a battering ram. Driving, thrusting, pounding…
"You're splitting me in two!" Julia screeched. "It hurts sooo gooood! Can't stop coming! Can't stop shitting!"
Stevie guessed by now that he could hammer a stake up his mother's horny ass and she'd still wind up begging for more. But that didn't mean he was anywhere near ready to admit that he couldn't fuck her into submission. And if she seemed to thrive on pain, then maybe humiliation was the answer.
He abruptly yanked his prick from her ass. It was filthy with her female tar… "Now you get it in your cunt, bitch," he told her. "And this is one fuck that ought to be even too dirty for you to stand. A pussyful of my shitty cock, straight from your nasty asshole."
Stevie promptly made the switch. But rather than recoiling, his mother pushed back with all her strength to force him in her pussy to his balls.
"Oooooh, your shitty cock is burning my cunt soooo hot!" Julia cried. "Too hot, even for me."
This time Stevie was sure he had her on the verge of begging for mercy. But his mother caught him by surprise again for she provided the relief she needed on her own. And if it did cool off her cunt in one sense, in another it just made the action even hotter – or, at least, dirtier.
"Ahhh, that's better," Julia moaned with release, her pussy erupting around her son's buried cock. "Nothing like pissing on a shitty prick to give it a fresh start in my cunt."
Stevie was in awe at how low his mother was capable of sinking. And, he realized, she was dragging him down with her every bit of the way into the exotic gutter.
And now Stevie touched bottom. With his mother's cunt still flowing with piss, his cock lurched deep within her and erupted with a creamy torrent of jizz that directly flooded into her golden shower.
Then, with his cum spent, all of Stevie's energy was sapped. He collapsed on top of his mother, in a daze just this side of unconsciousness. But Julia was still not through with him.
"Mmmmm, mama's little boy's had himself a busy day, hasn't he? Well we know what you need now, don't we?"
She nudged one of her large tits against his face, popping a plump nipple into Stevie's mouth. Automatically sucking, he nursed like a helpless baby instead of the mother-fucking son of a bitch he had so recently been, giving it to a supremely satisfied Julia Winslow both ways.