As she entered the house, Janie Harper appeared from the den, sleepily rubbing her eyes. "Oh, hi, Mrs. King. How was your date?"
"It was fine," Gwen answered, hoping she didn't look too disheveled and flushed. "How about you kids? I hope Troy didn't give you much trouble, after the mood he was in when I left."
"Oh no, he wasn't any trouble at all." A mysterious little smile flickered over Janie's lips. "In fact, he went to bed early. I guess he was extra tired for some reason. I fell asleep watching TV myself."
"Well, I'm glad everything went smoothly," Gwen said, fishing into her purse and handing the girl her babysitting fee.
Oddly, Janie hesitated in accepting it. "I really hate to take your money just for coming over, Mrs. King. I'd do that anyway for free, if you want me to."
"Now, I won't hear of it," Gwen stated, pushing the money into her hand. "I'm sure you earned it, dear. Oh, and would it be too much trouble for you to drop by tomorrow night too? I have another date, and…"
"Oh sure, I don't mind a bit!" the teenager broke in without hesitation, her smile widening. "Well, I've got to go now. See you tomorrow, Mrs. King!"
Janie scooted for the front door and was gone. Relieved that her rumpled appearance hadn't been noticed, Gwen shut off the lights and went upstairs.
A cool refreshing shower helped to ease the frantic ache in her cunt that Daryl had started, and, by the time she dried herself off and slipped into her nightgown, it had diminished into a dull empty feeling that was just bearable.
As she sat before her vanity, brushing out her long brunette hair, the sharp memory of his big cum-bloated prick had her pussy tingling all over again. As if Daryl had tapped a long-hidden reservoir, she could feel fresh wetness oozing between her thighs, making her squirm. God, what she'd give to have him here right now to jam that teasing cock of his up inside her!
Shuddering at the thought, she squeezed her legs together hard, making her cunt ache even worse. It had been too damned many years since she'd let herself really get good and horny, and now she couldn't turn it off.
With a frustrated a sigh, she set her hairbrush down and untied the bow between her breasts, letting the flimsy sheer material of her nightgown fall open.
Gwen stared at the twin creamy mounds of her tits that jiggled in the reflection of the mirror. Her tits were punctuated by the pink erect spires of her nipples. After a moment's consideration, she cupped her tits, flicking her thumbs over the taut inch long buds and remembering how it had felt to have them sucked and tortured again after all these years.
"Mmmmmm…" she groaned, thumbs rolling harshly over her nipples until they strummed with life. Then her hands slipped down over a smooth flat stomach and past her navel toward her pussy.
Leaning back, Gwen gave a little groan as her fingers pushed through the thick, glossy dark curls of her cunt to her wet-lipped pussy. On impulse, she adjusted the mirror so that it gave a perfect view of her lush glistening cunt.
Staring hypnotically at her reflection, she watched with a surge of wicked delight as her fingers dipped across her puffy slick cuntlips and pried them apart, showing off her pussy in all its glory.
If she hadn't cut their date short and left, Daryl's cock might at this very moment be filling her pink wet hole with his prick, stabbing in and out with unmerciful abandon and making her come again and again.
"Ahhh…" she moaned, slipping one finger over the stiff hooded bud of her clit and letting it sink knuckle-deep into her aching cunthole. It felt so good to have a finger inside her that in a moment she was squirming, pushing it deeper and… There was a tap on the door. "Mom? You awake?"
Groaning, Gwen plucked her finger wetly free. "Yes, dear. Just a minute."
Hastily she pulled her nightgown closed and was retying the single bow when the door cracked open and Troy peered in, blinking.
"Hi, Mom. I thought I heard you come in."
"I-I'm sorry, darling," she gasped, flustered. "I didn't mean to wake you."
"Oh, that's okay. I couldn't sleep anyway. Can I come in?"
A quick glance in the mirror displayed the lust on her face, and she tried to hide it with a smile.
"Of course you can, darling. Did you have a nice time tonight?"
"It was all right." Troy stepped inside and shut the door, then frowned. There was a faint familiar scent in the air, and it took him a moment to recognize it.
Then he stared at his mother, remembering. It was the same aroma that had drifted up from Janie's pussy when she was really hot, that sweet tangy smell of cuntjuice.
But now it was coming from his mom!
Catching his stare, Gwen rose and went to the bed, taking that moment to sweep the telltale wrinkles from the front of her gown. Then she slid under the sheet and patted a spot beside her. "Now cone here and tell me all about your evening."
Troy, overcoming his initial surprise, sat down on the edge of the bed, the scent of pussy grew almost overpowering. He observed his mother in a strange new way as he blurted out the reason for his visit. "What I really wanted to tell you was well, I'm sorry I got mad today, that's all."
His sincerity gave her a warm glow of appreciation. She patted his bare leg, letting her hand linger there. In just his underwear, Troy was a reminder of the reason she'd started dating again in the first place. His slim athletic body was the perfect mixture of man and boy, broad-shouldered and muscular, with hard thighs and a bulging young crotch that made her blush slightly as she tried to ignore the man-sized cock she knew lurked there. "I understand, honey. We all go through bad moods like that. I'm just glad you're not mad anymore." Without realizing it, she began to stroke his leg. "Besides, to be honest I think I know what's bothering you. You wish we'd spend more time together, don't you? I've been neglectful lately, not paying enough attention to you. That's it, isn't it?"
"Yeah… yeah, I guess so."
Troy's eyes flickered down across his mother's body and came to rest on her cleavage. The bow there hadn't been tied very well. From where he sat, he could see that a gap had opened up, displaying one big creamy tit.
His throat went dry at the sight. His mom had a pair of tits every bit as big as Janie's. Now, staring at the soft milky tit that peeked from beneath her gown, he felt his cock, stir with a strange new excitement.
"Well, I'll see what I can do about that," Gwen was saying, not noticing his stare. "But for tonight we both need our rest, so give me a kiss and scoot on to bed."
Bending dutifully forward, Troy brushed his lips across his mother's warm full mouth and let her pull him to her in a hug.
From that position, with his head resting briefly on her shoulders and his eyes staring down into the gaping cleavage of her nightgown, he got a point-blank view of her entire tit. Her nipple was all stiff and straining in the center of a huge pink areola, just inches from his mouth.
Suddenly he didn't want their hug to end. Snuggling closer, he pressed his cheek against the hollow of her neck and eased a hand up so that it draped over the loose bow of the gown.
"I guess I was just kind of jealous, Mom," Troy said, his fingers toying with the bow in an effort to give him an ever better view of his mom's tits. "You know, with you dating guys now and all…"
Unaware of her son's maneuver, Gwen crushed him to her even tighter in a burst of sympathetic understanding.
"Why, Troy, you don't have a thing to be jealous of! You'll always be the man of this house, no matter what. It's just that sometimes a woman needs a man in a way… well, in a way I don't think you'd understand right now. But someday you will – and that day isn't as far off as you may think, the way you're growing these days."
She laughed and stroked his head.
Heart thumping, Troy eased the bow of his mother's nightgown free. He already knew perfectly well what she was talking about. His mon wanted the same thing as Janie. That was why she'd been going out so much, and that was why even now the sharp scent of her pussy filled the air. She wanted cock.
And right now, his own cock was ripe for the taking. His prick stood up hard and throbbing, stretching his underwear taut. As the bow of her gown slipped apart, he spoke put huskily.
"You said I was a man, didn't you? I can give you whatever you need too, Mom. Just let me prove it!"
Suddenly Gwen's nightgown fell open, and she realized what her son had been up to. At first she was too shocked to react. The nightgown slid from her shoulders and Troy's head ducked, his mouth fastening on her bare hard-nippled tit.
"Troy!" Her voice was a gasp of horror as he began to suck, rolling the stiff bud on his tongue and nibbling hungrily at it. "What – young man, stop it! Don't…"
She moved to push him away, but Troy wasn't about to be put off so easily. He sucked even harder on her swollen nipple, pressing his rigid cock against her thigh with a determination that made her suck in her breath.
In that instant Gwen couldn't help but react. Her cunt, already steaming from her session with Daryl, gushed a fountain of hot juice in response, forcing a groan from her throat.
"Oh, oh, baby, don't… ahhnnnn…"
Somehow, instead of pushing him away, her hands tightened on his muscular arms. She arched her shoulders, mashing her tit to his face.
"Oh God!" she purred, clutching her son and pushing her hot aching tit to his mouth as he noisily gobbled at it. "Honey, that… that feels so good, oh that's… unnhh…"
For a moment Troy had been afraid that she would be mad. Instead, her gasps soon urged him on as he sucked his mom's big stiff nipple. Before long she was groaning in blissful surrender and pulling him to her, fingers entwining in his dark hair.
He began to push down the sheet covering the lower part of his mother's body, his cock aching at the prospect of getting a look at her pussy.
Vaguely Gwen realized what was happening, but she couldn't seem to stop it. Her son's sucking mouth had her drooling cuntjuice. The feel of his hard dick slithering against her was a sensation that, at the moment, she couldn't resist no matter how wrong it was. She'd gone too long without a man's delicious prick, and her date with Daryl had only begun to awaken a hunger that she'd almost forgotten about.
Her nightgown had been forced wide open now. As Troy's moist warm mouth moved from one tit to the other, she could feel the sheet being shoved down, bunching at her navel. Grasping young fingers slid across her exposed rippling stomach. A last motherly impulse made her reach down and grab his hands.
"Darling, don't! This – ah – it isn't right for us to be like this… please…"
But Troy didn't intend to stop now. His cock was practically bursting out of his shorts, and the promise of hungry pussy just inches from his fingers was too great to ignore. He raised his head, releasing a big quivering tit-bud that glistened slickly with his saliva.
"What's wrong, Mom? Isn't this the kind, of need you were talking about? I thought you liked it!"
"That… that's not the point," she replied a bit uncertainly, making an effort to control the lust surging through her. "After all, I'm your mother! What-what would people think? A mother and her own son… it isn't healthy!"
It was a poor argument, but the best she could come up with.
Troy made a face. "It's a lot healthier than, some things! You're not going to make me go to bed like this, are you?"
On impulse, remembering how much Janie had enjoyed fondling his prick, he pushed his mother's hand down to his out thrust cock.
Gwen gasped at the feel of her son's luscious hard prick as it throbbed in its cotton sheath beneath her fingers. Her son's cock has to be even bigger than Daryl's lovely cock. She released a hoarse groan of appreciation: "Oh baby…"
Her fingers began to move, curling over his cockshaft and rubbing across its length with tender, loving strokes.
Grinning at his success, Troy jerked the sheet entirely away, completely exposing his mother's body.
"Jesus!" he gasped, staring with amazement at his mom's thick glossy mound of hair. He'd seen dozens of cunt pictures, but not one of them had a rich carpet of fur like the one before him now. Her pubic hair extended almost up to her bellybutton in a thatch of dark tangle that thickened even more between her thighs, hiding her cunt completely.
Blushing with guilty pleasure at being admired for the second time in one night, Gwen tightened her grip on her son's prick and laughed huskily. "Well, young man, do you like my pussy? That's what you were wanting to see – does it meet with your approval?"
"Oh fuck, yeah!" he answered in blank amazement, noticing the wetness that matted her curls. "It's… it's beautiful!"
Creaming harder than ever beneath his stare, Gwen moved her fist over his cock faster. "You're only saying that because you're so inexperienced. You've never seen a woman's pussy before, have you, dear?"
"Only…" Troy caught himself. "Only in pictures," he finished lamely.
One of his hands slipped out and brushed across her thick pussy mound in frank wonder.
She couldn't stop him. In fact, he was so obviously astonished by the sight of her cunt that she impulsively urged him on. "Go on, honey. Touch it. Now that you've gone this far, we may as well satisfy your curiosity all the way!"
Troy didn't need any more urging than that. His fingers plunged into his mother's soaked bush, plowing through its thickness and gliding to the rim of her pussy.
"Ahh," Gwen groaned, parting her legs slightly in reflex. An instant later his fingertips were coursing along the slick crevice of her sopping slit, dipping into it and quickly locating the erect bud of her clit. "Ah!"
Her legs slid open, and he got his first look at her pink-slitted pussy. Half-hidden beneath all that fur her cunt seemed to wink at him, its slick length all dewy with wetness and drooling even more cream as he traced a finger over her clit, making her purr.
Unlike Janie's tight unfucked cuntlips, his mother's were loose and puffy and jutting, puckering as if awaiting a kiss.
"I'll bet you have the most beautiful cunt in the world," he breathed, examining it closely. "Can I get a better look?"
Before she could answer, he reached out and pulled her cuntlips apart, exposing the wet depths of her hole entirely. Cream oozed out in a gush. He wanted to bend down and lap up his mother's flow of pussy juice the way he had with Janie's. But the pounding throb of his prick demanded other things first. As he stared at her gorgeous pussy, he knew he had to get his cock into it.
With that thought making his pulse thump, Troy managed to make his voice sound innocently curious. "Wow, you have a nicer pussy than anything in those pictures I saw! It's so wet and soft and hot it makes my prick feel funny, kind of like it hurts. Do pussies hurt like that too?"
His thumbs slid up and converged on her pink marble-like clit, rolling and flicking it the way he had with Janie's.
Gwen arched in response, gasping. "Oh yes, baby, it hurts just like pricks do, but in a nice way. If you keep doing that, ummm, faster now, that's it – if you keep that up though, the hurt'll go away soon…"
"Yeah." Troy grinned, torturing her clit with increasing friction and losing any last twinges of fear as his mom's legs slipped way apart and her ass twitched up off the bed in little bouncing undulations. "Maybe it'll make the hurt go away even faster if I do this, Mom."
Suddenly easing forward, he climbed between his mother's widespread legs and placed the purpled tip of his cock against her slit, letting it leap and gouge there like a bucking colt.
"Oh my God – ahhhh!"
Gwen felt the unexpected jabbing of her son's hard prick against her cunt. She pumped up in reaction, making his cock slide slickly along her twat as Troy's weight pressed down on her body.
His chest mashed against her tits, and he began to gyrate his hips, making crude thrusts at her cunt.
"Does that help a little, Mom?"
"Ohhh, yes!" she panted, the last of her inhibitions washing away. One of her hands went down to cup her son's smooth taut asscheeks and the other pushed between them, finding his cream drenched prick. "That – ummm, that helps a lot, but it makes it worse too. Maybe if I just make a slight adjustment… ahhhhh!"
She moaned as she guided Troy's cocktip to the entrance of her pussy. His prick dug between her pouting cuntlips. With a sudden surge, he heaved, shoving his prick halfway into her.
"Oh, babyyyy…"
Gwen wrenched on the bed with a sob as long unused cunt muscles were ripped apart to take in his luscious big dick. In a mixture of pain and bliss, she heaved up, stabbing herself on his prick.
"Oh, honey, get it all the way into me! Your cock feels so lovely, I've just got to have every inch – ohhh, that's it, that's my baby Troy, slide it back and forth until it's all the way in… yessss!"
Grunting, he crashed down with all his might, ramming his cock to her. He hadn't expected his mom's cunt to be so tight. At first his prick didn't seem to fit. He kept bunching, growing a little afraid that he was hurting her. But she didn't complain plain. A moment later something seemed to loosen inside her, and abruptly his cock slipped into her pussy effortlessly.
They lay like that for a moment in gasping success, his prick buried snugly in his mom's snatch.
Then he began to pump back and forth, slowly at first, as he got used to the natural feel of fucking, then with growing eagerness.
"Annhh!" Gwen cried out, blasting pussy juice over her son's pistoning cock as she lurched up to take each frantic stab. "Do it, Troy! Fuck me hard, oh baby – ahh – that's just right, hard and fast! Harder, honey! Oh, lover, give it to me!"
Hands clutching his rippling asscheeks and fingernails digging into his taut flesh, she heaved to meet each thrust of his prick, taking it all the way to the core of her pussy. Troy's heavy young balls slapped against her ass, their bristly fullness tickling the entrance of her asshole and his springy cock fur mingling with her matted cunt mound on each downward lunge.
Before long he was fucking her with almost expert efficiency, drawing his prick back until only the inflamed tip hovered in the vise-like grasp of her cuntlips. Then he drove his meat totally into her with an intensity that slammed the base of his cock against her erect clit.
"Gunnnh!" Gwen cried out hoarsely with each spearing thrust, her whole body surging with every stab of his sweet-filling prick. Unaware of anything but the monster cock drilling into her, she poured put all the need that had been held within her so long.
"Do it!" she shrieked, clawing at his tight young ass and pumping wildly. "Harder! Oh God, harder, Troy! Fuck me, fuck – aaaaaah!"
Reeling up in the first searing jolts of orgasm, she drove herself onto her son's prick with all the force of a woman who'd gone too long without fucking a man. Her cries were wordless wails as she slammed her pussy at his cock in shuddering spasms.
"Uhhh-uhhh-uhhh…"
Amazed at his mother's horniness, Troy quickly felt his balls tense in warning eruption.
"Take it, Mom!" he gasped, clutching her big tits and ramming down with all his strength as she bounced frantically. "Fuck my prick! Fuck it real good – oh shit! Oh shit, you're making me come! I'm going to shoot my jizz! Yeah! Yeah!"
Boring down with a burst of energy that made the whole bed quiver, he pumped until she arched up like a bowstring, releasing a shrill scream.
"Aaaannnnhhhh!"
It was at that moment, writhing atop her stiffened body, that Troy drove his prick into her cunt with one last thrust and blasted his load of cum deep inside her.
"Ohhhhh…"
She took it all in a twisting motion of her hips, soaking up spasm after spasm as a series of explosions drained his balls dry.
"Cuuuuummmmm…" she begged, eyes fluttering as she succumbed completely to her orgasm. "Cum, darling, cum for me, cum!"
Troy blasted again and again until not a drop was left.
At last, satiated and happier than she'd been in more years than she could count, Gwen sank back on the bed and clung to her son's masculine body in a haze of bliss, his shrinking prick still wedged inside her cunt.
As she drifted into a drained, satisfied doze, she heard Troy's little laugh as he snuggled close to her.
"Wow, you're the greatest, Mom. I could fuck you forever!"
Too sated to answer, Gwen merely smiled as she fell into an exhausted sleep.