For Ann, the coming of night was a time she truly dreaded. Ever since she had had her son Bob in bed with her – and he had given her such a frantic tongue bath – the memories of every second of that night burned in her mind. She tossed and turned in her lonely bed, her middle finger jammed deep in her slick pussy! But no matter how often she got herself off, she still felt unsatisfied. The image of his huge eight-inch cock floated before her eyes. She was destined to suffer from cock-lust… Unless she threw away every moral scruple to the winds and tackled her sturdy sons' cocks.
By seven o'clock of the third evening after Bob had come home on leave, Ann gave in to her lewd urges. At dinner she suggested she take the kids to a drive-in movie. To her joy, Bob said he'd be glad to go. Rick and Bunny had other plans. She didn't ask what they were. To know she'd have a chance to fuck Bob was all Ann really cared about!
After dinner, she heard him singing in the shower. And when she, listened, shamelessly, at the bathroom door, she heard the wet slap-slap of his cock being jacked off. Good! He was hot! Like her. And if he got off a few times, before they went to the movie, he'd last longer without coming in her eager cunt!
Ann whisked into the shower after Bob had bathed. She douched and perfumed and powdered her pussy, and made sure her tight asshole was tidied up. Tonight she was going to enjoy being a real three-hole bitch!
She put on a light summer dress that buttoned all the way down the front. No bra. No pants. The less she had to take off, the faster she'd get his hard cock in her pussy!
Bob slipped into a t-shirt and slacks that were old and too small for him, but worn out enough to be comfortable. The crotch was pre-stretched, so his almost perpetual hard-on wouldn't get painfully squeezed by his pants!
He looked at his long cock in his bedroom mirror. Tonight it was going to go straight to his mother's cunt! He was determined. After fucking his sister, he yearned to try her older duplicate.
He knew Ann didn't like the movies Hollywood put out – but tonight there was an X-rated show at the Diamond Drive-in. A little fucking, in living color, would spark the action he intended to get into!
Bob drove Ann's vintage Cadillac very carefully. She was proud of the old, roomy car. The front seat, if you pushed it back, was damn near as big as the living-room sofa!
Ann looked at his handsome face in the glow from the screen, while the coming attractions reeled by. God, but he looked like his father! And his cock! Her eyes fell on his crotch, lit by the dash lights. She could see the long shaft of his prick outlined by the thin material of his pants. Her nipples were so stiff and brittle they stuck out embarrassingly far. She was sure the back of her dress was soaked with her pussy-juice. The moment they'd gotten into the car and she'd felt the heat from his strong body, her cunt had begun to trickle hot cream down into her ass-crack.
Bob smiled at her and moved over the wide seat to put his arm around her shoulders.
"You're my girl for tonight. Right, Mom?"
"All yours, Bob. I'm totally at your mercy!"
His long arms went around her neck. His strong fingers brushed over an erect nipple. Ann's hand rested on his thigh. Immediately, she felt his cock grow! His cock-head pressed against the edge of her hand. The movie flickered on the screen and they watched a huge cock being jacked off.
"Jesus! How's that for openers, Mom!" Bob laughed.
One minute later, he wasn't laughing. He was staring at the expression on the chick's face, on the screen, as she jacked-off the monster-cock in her hands. His eyes flicked to Ann's face. In the dim light of the car, he could see the same lust glinting in her blue eyes. He felt her hand pressing on his growing erection.
Bob moved his mother's hand up and guided it to the four buttons of his fly, letting his cock snap out and into her eager hand.
"Oh! Are you ever hard, Bob!"
"Tell me!" he muttered.
His hand reached for the buttons on the top of her dress. He looked down at his throbbing cock sliding through his mother's fist – and then at the naked tit that thrust up into his warm palm the split-second her buttons were undone.
Had the picture on the screen been a preview of the second coming of Christ, they would have missed the whole event!
Ann's hot eyes were riveted on his long cock, getting slicked smooth in her fist as his sex-juice trickled out the tiny slit in his cock-tip and spread over his rigid cock-shaft. Bob's bedroom-eyes were glued to the erect nipple showing darker against the white skin of her full breast.
He groaned and lowered his head, nuzzling into the softness of her tit-flesh. Ann stiffened and quivered with the first ecstatic tremblings of erotic joy.
Her fingers released his cock for a precious moment, to fly to her buttons and undo her dress.
Again, his hard cock throbbed in her fist. Her free hand caressed the back of her son's neck.
"Suck my nipples, honey. Oh, God, what an educated tongue you have!"
His lust for her hot tit-flesh wiped out every thought in his head. For the moment, she could have been cunt-less. It didn't matter. He was so strongly orally oriented in his sex drive, that to suck and pull on her hard nipples totally satisfied him. For the moment!
Her son was so damn good with his mouth that Ann's hand slid off his cock. She had to concentrate on what he was doing to her heaving tits. Her hands opened her dress for him. She lifted her heavy creamy tits to his mouth. His lips encircled first one rigid nipple, then licked across her flushed skin to suck the other.
Ann panted almost as hard as if he were sucking on her flaming-hot clit. Bob had parked in the back of the drive-in lot, away from the lights of the snack bar. Ann's quick glance told her it was almost impossible to see what was happening in the cars around them. She was so hot she really didn't care who saw them, anyway! While he sucked on her nipples and licked her glowing flesh, she shrugged her dress down to her waist.
Now she was free to move. To guide his mouth from tit to tit. She shook and fought to catch her breath, sliding down on the wide front seat. His mouth followed her descent, his eyes seeing her dress slide up. Her strong white legs glowed, bare, in the light reflected from the big screen.
"Bob! I'm so hot. I'm so hot." Her voice sounded as low and sexy as a whore's. Ann felt she was suffocating from her own sex-heat. She rolled her window down a little, gulping the night air. It didn't help.
Bob's warm hands squeezed and molded her left breast. His white teeth nipped at her tit-peak. God, but it felt good to her! Her shaking hand lifted her right tit to her mouth. She sucked greedily on her own stiffly protruding nipple. Her cunt had begun to work like it already had his cock buried to the hilt in it.
"Christ, but that's sexy, Mom! I mean, the way you suck on your own titties."
He pushed her into the corner of the seat, leaning back and jacking his cock while he watched her play with her hot tits, lifting and pushing them together. Licking and sucking on her own inflamed nipples! She turned toward him a little more, lifting her knee. Her thin dress rolled up her smooth thighs. Bob could smell the sweet scent of her hot pussy drifting over his flaring nostrils.
"You are one hot woman, Mom! And beautiful! You make chicks my age seem like dumb kids."
Aim opened her legs wider, so he could see how wet and ready her cunt was. She watched him playing with himself, thrilling at the size of her son's stiff rod. How terrific it was going to feel, when he put it in her!
"Bob," she whispered. "Use just one hand on your cock. Play with my pussy. Put your finger in my cunt-hole."
Her flesh rippled with waves of goosebumps as his fingers moved up her silken thigh. Ann's cunt seemed to reach out for his finger. Her body jerked with the sudden thrill of his middle finger easing into her wet cunt-tunnel. A red haze seemed to spread over her vision. His face grew misty-wavering as though she were peering at him through heat waves rising from a desert road.
You are sex-crazy, Ann Reynolds, she thought to herself. Mad for cock. You can't wait for your own son to begin fucking you!
His two fingers made lewd sucking noises, probing in and out of her cunt-hole. Her legs opened as wide as she could stretch them. Her hips undulated, working on his finger as though it were a hard cock she was fucking.
"Rub your thumb over my clit, honey," she told him. "Aaaaaahhhhh! Oh yes! Yes, yes!"
Ann's soft hands reached down to hold her cuntlips open for him. She put her finger on top of his, guiding it, helping him to press her clit. She slid into her first climax, but he didn't stop for a second!
Her pussy-juice flowed down into the crack of her trembling ass. She felt him shift his hand. Now his wide thumb worked in her cunt. His middle finger, slick with her juice, probed around her tingling asshole!
Ann lifted up a bit, wanting to feel him fingerfuck her asshole. He had a bowling-ball grip on her snatch and her asshole, working his fingers inside her, driving her insane with lust.
"Uh! Uh! Uh! Ooooooooh. Aaaaaawwwww!" Her hips snapped back and forth, driving his fingers far up into her hot holes. Her tits jiggled as her hands went down to the car seat to help push her body toward his maddening fingers.
"Bob! Bob, you've got to fuck me. I have to feel your cock in me! Please! Let me lie down on the seat. Get your pants off! No one can see in here!"
Bob stared at his mother's body. Her dress, rolled and bunched over her flat stomach, made her look excitingly beautiful. His pants hit the floor of the car. Ann slid down, her head resting on the arm rest. She shifted her hot ass over toward the dashboard, and held out her arms.
"Put your cock in your mother's hot cunt, Bob. Fuck me! Oh, Jesus! Fuck the hell out of me!"
He moved up over her. His arms slid under her trembling body. Her tits speared their hard tips into his chest. Unguided, his jerking cock found the entrance to her slick cunt!
Ann bit her lip to keep from screaming for joy when she felt her son's rigid cock penetrating her hot cunt. He moved into her. In. In. In! God in heaven! He was so long! So thick! So damn hard! She felt his big cock pressing against the very bottom of her pussy-hole.
They lay almost motionless, thrilling to the wild sensations that his dick and her cunt were sending rippling through their bodies. Ann's eyes glazed over with cock-lust! His huge prick made her want to climax, over and over again – and he wasn't even moving in her!
Bob's balls began to ache. His cock twitched in his mother's grasping pussy. He was almost afraid to slide his cock in and out. Afraid he would come. She seemed almost as tight to him as his sister had felt when he fucked her on the grassy banks of the lake!
"I'm coming!" Ann suddenly gasped. "I'm coming already. And you've hardly fucked me at all!" Her arms tightened like steel bands around her son's body. Her orgasm swept through her like a forest fire. It consumed her. But she immediately began working for her third climax.
Feeling her coming under him triggered Bob's fucking impulses. His hips began to rise and fall, drilling his long cock into his mother's pussy. They shifted around on the seat, adjusting their positions so he could sink his cock all the way in and draw it out until just the very end of his cock held her pussy-lips open. He stroked slowly. Deeply. Thrillingly.
Ann began to mumble. Incoherent words. Tiny murmurs of pleasure. Her nails raked his back, tugging his t-shirt up, branding him with red tracks of lust. He didn't even feel her nails gouging his flesh. His throbbing cock commanded all his attention. God, but it was terrific to screw his mother! Bunny had been hot and enthusiastic, but she had yet to learn how to handle a hard cock in her cunt. To Bob, fucking his mother was the wildest, horniest experience he had ever had in all his life!
Page one. We're still on page one of the sex manual, Ann thought, her brain on fire. The old missionary position. Still the best. God, it's the best. I'll never let him go. I don't want a man of my own. No more husbands. Just my son. My wonderful, hard-fucking son!
Now her son was speeding up. His aching balls screamed for relief from their heavy load of cum.
"Take that, fucker!" he exploded. "Squeeze my cock! Fuck it, Mom!? Fuck it! Fuck it!"
She responded with every muscle in her body. The car began to bounce up and down as he drove his cock in and out of her. Ann had one quick climax after another, writhing and gasping under her son.
"Screw me! Screw me, Mom. Fuck my cock clear off me. You hear? Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
His hands gripped her waist. He got up on his knees between her upraised legs. He bent over her, driving his rod to the very bottom of her hot cunt with every stroke.
"I can't come! It won't go off! I'm too fucking hot to come!"
Ann's nails dragged across his plunging asscheeks. "You'll make it, honey. Don't think about coming. Just fuck me. Don't stop fucking me!"
Sweat dripped from his body. Her tits bounced up and down. Her clit was wiped out from the thrilling friction of his hard cock rubbing over it. Her cunt flowed like a broken fountain!
"Too wet. You're too wet, Mom. I'm slipping too easily. Can't get a grip. Can't come."
He jerked his slick cock out of her hole. He fumbled for his pants and started to wipe her pussy-juice off his cock with his handkerchief.
"No!"
Ann's sharp cry stopped his hand. His cock was slick. Her asshole was drenched. She wanted to feel his immense dick ramming into her tight ass! Ann had let Fred bang her ass a few times when she was extra-hot. It was something special she liked to reserve for the more frantic fucking sessions. Now she could think of nothing she wanted more!
She pushed him back. On her hands and knees, she waggled her smooth ass at him and cooed, "Put your cock up my ass, honey. Fuck your mother's asshole!"
"Christ! You mean it?"
"Yes! Just take it easy. At first."
He hesitated. God! This was something! She was begging him to fuck her like a wild dog! Did she mean it? Had he heard right?
"You really want me to fuck you in the ass, Mom?"
"Yes! Oh! Do it!"
He looked down at the soft curves of her ass. His hands spread her. There it was! A dark little dot, in the gloom of the car. Her asshole! Waiting. He moved closer to her.
Ann felt his wide cock-head pressing against her tight muscle. Oooooh, what delicious pressure! He was moving into her ass. Now she had all of the head of his twitching cock inside her. Her asshole kept clamping down. She bent over, clenching her fists.
"Push!" she screamed. "Sink that tool in me! Fuck my ass!"
Bob groaned. He felt he was all cock. Just one huge fucking cock. Sticking up his mother's ass. With two agonizingly full balls banging against her hot flesh!
He lunged into her. Holy shit! She was taking every inch of him! He was fucking his mother up her ass! And it felt like nothing he had ever felt in all his life!
"Stroke. Stroke. Push harder. Ease it out. Now jam it back in again." Ann's harsh voice rasped her commands. "Uh! Oh, yes! So good! So good to be fucked this way. I hope – no! No, Bob!"
She felt his tool grow red-hot. With no warning at all, it began to spurt hot jets of cum! Ann howled like a bitch in heat, fucking back, straining to come with her son.
"Make it, Mom! Come with me. Jesus! It hurts to shoot so fucking hard!"
So soon, it was all over. So it seemed. They had fucked their way through a double-feature, but Bob's one and only come wiped him out. But the night was still young!