"Stop it, Rick!" she commanded, trying to push him off her body. "This is all wrong, and I won't have it!"
He paid no attention to her words. He lowered himself down on her, his taut young chest flattening her big quivering tits, his belly tight against here, and she couldn't budge him. She knew she could still defeat him if it came to a real fight, that she was still bigger and stronger than he was. But she couldn't bear to hurt him. She couldn't stomach the idea of actually hitting her child. "Oh, please, Rick, don't!" she wept. "Please, I don't want this on my conscience!"
Rick didn't even hear her. He was intent now on getting his cock into her. She was pushing feebly at his shoulders, but he countered by clinging tightly to her. He managed to wriggle his stiff dick into the moist folds of her labia, but he was having trouble finding her cunt. He poked and jabbed frantically, and then, suddenly, to his intense delight, he felt his sensitive glans sliding into the slick little indentation of her vaginal mouth, then into the hot pulp of her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" shrieked Betty.
She couldn't help herself. The initial stiff penetration of his immature prick felt so damned wonderful, she simply went limp in his arms and opened her legs as wide as she could, letting his young cock glide fully into her, till his swollen hot little balls came to rest against her ass. Her cunt muscles gripped him possessively, and she creamed hotly and heavily to ease his way. God help her, it had been so long, so long since she'd had a man! She couldn't help loving it, if only for a moment.
"Awwwww, Jesus!" whined Rick, digging his hard little rod in her clinging pulp. His brain was spinning with pleasure, not only at having finally conquered her, but at the intense heat of her nipping cunt. It was a lot wider and longer than Cindy's, but hotter and creamier, and Betty was an experienced lover, she knew just how to work her cunt muscles to give him maximum fun. She was doing it automatically now, responding just as she had in the good old days when Herb had made love to her. She worked her cunt strongly to suck his cock still deeper into the steamy passage, milking and squeezing him till he squealed and bucked ecstatically. He quickly became mindlessly excited, fucking her as hard as his young body would allow. It was the answer to all her prayers. She lost control of herself completely.
"Oh, my baby!" she wailed. "I need it, how I need it! That's it, darling, that's perfect! Slam it to me, Rick, hard, hard, Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Rick grinned down at his howling mother in complete triumph. Her beautiful face was twisted with animal lust, and her enormous boobs flopped and slapped noisily as he rocked her body with his unrelently fucking. She threw her long legs straight up in the air, and he watched his stiff white peter slamming in and out of her dark hole, forcing out white splashes of cream with every fierce thrust. So this was how it felt to be a real man! The joy was almost too great. His ego swelled as he saw how completely he had subdued this mature woman, how wild he was making her.
"Uh, uh,uhhhhh!" grunted Betty. He was balling her so hard now, she could barely catch her breath, and that was just the way she wanted it. It felt so great, she wished it could last forever, but she was quickly approaching her climax. After years of waiting, no wonder! She joyfully clenched her teeth and arched her body up sharply against his. "Give it to me, Rick!" she panted. "Make me cum! Ahhhhhh, God, yes, yes, ahhhhhhhhh!!"
Her cunt gripped him like a vise as she wailed and bucked in breath-taking orgasm. The mere sight of his mother cumming was too much for Rick, and with a loud yelp he began jerking his hips furiously, shooting his hot load into her womb.
"MOTHER!" he wailed.
As they howled and writhed together in their mutual climax, mother and son failed to notice another shadowy shape entering the clearing. The big Saint Bernard, Senator, dropped to his belly and eyed the couple with some concern. He had been tracking them for some time had found them at last, but their wild howls and violent movements disturbed him. Were they fighting? Should he intervene?
Just then Rick sighed and collapsed in his mother's arms, and she began stroking him and murmuring gently to him. Senator was reassured. Everything was friendly and calm now. The big dog sighed and relaxed. But after a moment the wind shifted slightly, and Senator's ears pricked up and he sniffed the air in sudden excitement. What was that scent? It was coming from the embracing, murmuring couple, and it aroused his most primitive instincts, making him feel bold and urgently adventurous. Now he recognized it, the scent of mating, the strong smell of sex.
Senator gave a low growl and got to his feet, approaching his owners cautiously. He suddenly wanted a mate, but he could see no other dog in the clearing. The enticing odor was coming from the two human beings.
Betty sighed deeply as she petted Rick's hair and held the boy tightly to her heaving breasts. His limp little cock was still in her, and it felt wonderful. She never wanted to let him go. What was done was done, she decided. She couldn't change what had already happened. Tears and protestations would be hypocritical at this point. She might as well just lie back and enjoy the moment. Tomorrow, when she was rested and thinking clearly again, she could have a long talk with Rick and make him understand why their incestuous relationship couldn't continue. But for now, she would take what little pleasure still remained.
Rick sighed and gave a few feeble jerks of his hips, attempting to work his shrunken cock again in her mushy hot passage. "Damn," he said, "I want to do it again, but I can't get hard!"
Betty laughed. "Well, for heaven's sake, Rick! You can't expect to get hard again right away! Even a boy your age has to wait a few minutes."
"Give me some help, okay?" Rick asked mischievously. He slipped out of her and rolled over on his back, his slim white cock lying limp and sticky against his thigh.
Betty grinned at him and got onto her hands and knees, bending low over his flaccid dick. She began lapping it noisily with her tongue, cleaning it of their combined juices. Rick sighed contentedly and closed his eyes, giving himself up to the delicious experience of having his peter licked. His mother's slick tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, hotly tickling his cock, his balls, and his anus. He spread his slim legs wide, giving her plenty of room to work. Betty dipped her head even lower, raising her wide white ass in the air as she licked and gobbled her son's half-grown sexual parts. She was enjoying herself immensely, and she didn't mind admitting it. Tomorrow would be soon enough for more sober thoughts.
Meanwhile, unnoticed, the huge Saint Bernard dog stood a few feet away, sniffing the air intently, trying to locate the delicious scent which had aroused his sharp rutting instincts. Moving closer, he discovered that the mating odor was coming from between his mistress's legs, from the creamy scarlet flesh fringed by reddish hair. Betty's posture, too, excited him, for she was on hands and knees, ass freely offered, just like a receptive bitch in heat. Senator wagged his bushy tail happily and trotted over to Betty, sniffing between her parted thighs. Yes, this was the place! His long red tongue lolled out, dripping with saliva, and he began to lick her pussy hungrily.
"Hey!" yelped Betty. "What the hell…?"
Rick snickered. "It's Senator! Hey, Senator, bad dog!"
The Saint Bernard paid no attention to the boy's admonishment. His sexual instincts were far stronger than any commands he had learned from his human masters. As fast as he could lick and swallow, he lapped up Betty's juices and the remnants of Rick's cum, shivering and wagging his tail as he did so.
"Senator, stop that!" Betty commanded. "Bad dog, bad dog!"
But Senator just kept on licking. "Aw, forget about it, Mom," Rick said, "he's not gonna stop. And he's not really hurting anything."
"I suppose not," Betty said. She didn't like it, it seemed so dirty and shameful, letting a dog lick between her legs. But she wanted to get back to tasting Rick's sweet little prick and balls, back to the fun they were having. She shrugged and dipped her head again.
"Ummmm!" sighed Rick as her slick hot tongue played deliciously over his anus and testicles and cock. "Oh, wow, yeah!" he said as he felt her fastening her lips around his limp meat and drawing it into the juicy heat of her mouth. "Suck my cock, Mom! Yeah, yeah!"
Betty enjoyed sucking his doughy little prick, but her attention was somewhat distracted by Senator's continued interest in her pussy. The big dog was panting quite loudly now as he licked her, snaking his tongue into every hidden crease and fold of her labia, lapping insistently over her clit and the mouth of her vagina. And, damn it, it felt good! Betty couldn't help murmuring and wriggling her ass, especially when the dog's slick tongue played deliciously on her sensitive slit. Well, she had decided not to worry about anything tonight, hadn't she? So why scold herself for enjoying this unexpected treat? It was a little bizarre, but it was still fun. Hell, why not relax and enjoy it?
Sensing her more receptive attitude, Senator moved in snugly between her parted thighs and wormed his big red tongue into her vagina, finding a new source of the delicious juices he craved. Betty, her mouth full of Rick's wriggling cock, could only signal her intense pleasure with guttural noises in her throat. The long canine tongue searched and probed deeper and deeper, till the dog was actually licking her womb. Betty thought she would faint, it felt so wonderful. She creamed furiously, and the dog eagerly lapped it up. Great, thought Betty, I could even cum this way!
But Senator was getting other ideas. He enjoyed licking her pungent juices, but it was only a prelude to what his deepest instincts demanded. His enormously long, thick, canine penis began to emerge from his shaggy belly, hard and stiff and gleaming. His testicles swelled up with seed, and he began to whine and shiver. It wasn't enough now just to lick her. He felt the overpowering urge to mate. His long dangling dog-cock, fully erect now, dripped its lubricating juices, and he looked frantically around for a female dog to satisfy his lust. But there was none, there was only the human female, crouched and ready, almost like one of his own kind. Driven beyond all restraint, reacting instinctively to her inviting posture, Senator leaped onto Betty's back and began hammering his enormous prick against her vulva, seeking entrance.
Betty gave a muffled cry of astonishment. She felt the furry forearms wrapping tightly around her waist, the rock-hard prick ramming her tender genitals. Then suddenly she dropped Rick's half-erect cock from her mouth and yelled, "Ohhhhhhh, my God!"
The dog had penetrated her.
Betty, immobilized by shock, felt the incredibly fat long prick stuffing her cunt relentlessly, steadily, until she was full of it. She felt the dog's huge red-hot testicles slapping against her thighs.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Rick yelped.
He saw her rigid on hands and knees, her eyes wide and somehow glazed, her mouth hanging open, while Senator jerked and bounced over her raised buttocks. "He – he's fucking me!" she said in a strangled voice. Then, slowly, almost wonderingly, a sensual smile spread over her face. "Oh, Rick," she murmured huskily, "his prick is huge! It feels so gooood!"
Rick lay there gawking at her, hardly believing what was happening. Senator's long red tongue lolled out, dripping saliva onto her back, as he panted and humped her with blinding speed and brutal force. Betty's tongue protruded, too, in her mindless frenzy of pleasure, and her eyes seemed about to pop from her head. Her big tits flopped violently as the dog's humping rocked her body.
"Ooooooo, good doggy!" she squealed. "Aaaaahhhhh, aaaggghhhh!!"
She came again and again, unable to count the times that Senator's enormous fat prick jolted her eager cunt into orgasm. When she was almost ready to faint with pleasure, she suddenly felt an enormous flood of dog-cum bursting in her vagina and blasting into her sucking womb. Then the heavy dog collapsed on her, and she fell to the ground, almost smothered by his furry weight. She squealed and shrieked her joy as his shooting, wriggling canine penis emptied itself into her.
Then, in the manner of dogs, Senator abruptly withdrew and sat down to lick himself and rest. Betty whined, and clawed the mossy ground, her pelvis still writhing with the after-shocks of her multiple orgasms. Never in her life had she been so well fucked, and it had been so unexpected!
"Mom!" It was Rick's voice, petulant and insistent. "Mom, you didn't finish with me!"
In fact Rick was miserable with jealousy. He had caught a glimpse of Senator's unbelievably big penis and knew he could never equal it. He had seen how wildly his mother had enjoyed being fucked by the big dog, experiencing heights of pleasure Rick had never given her. He felt he must demand her attention again, or lose her. She must forget Senator!
Betty glanced at the pouting boy and saw that his little white prick was stiff with need. "Oh, I'm sorry, darling!" she said, rolling over on her back and opening her arms to him. "Come on, I'll take care of you now."
But Rick wasn't satisfied. He glanced jealously at the big dog, who was sitting next to them preening and licking himself. "Make Senator go away," he said sullenly. "I don't like it when he watches us."
Betty sighed. The dog was doing no harm, and Rick was being a bit of a bastard. But she didn't want to quarrel. "Senator, go!" she ordered. "Back to camp!"
Reluctantly, the Saint Bernard wandered away. When he was gone, Rick threw himself roughly on Betty and wormed his cock into her flooded steamy cunt. "Now," he said, "we can have some real fun!"