Pauline Richards knew when she slipped off her clothes and lay down in her empty bed that she had another sleepless night ahead of her. As she pulled the satin sheet over her naked body, she thought about the many sleepless nights she had endured since her husband, Steve, had lost the ability to fuck her.
It had been almost two years since Pauline had been able to raise a hard-on on her husband. It had been almost two years since she had felt his huge hard cock pushing between her tingling cuntlips and filling her with hot prickmeat. It had been almost two years since Pauline had been fucked wildly until she screamed with pure delight.
It wasn't for lack of trying that Steve was unable to rise to the occasion. Pauline still believed that her man wanted to satisfy her if he could. She had tried everything to turn him on, but nothing had worked on him. She had given him blow jobs that would have made the most jaded husband harden up. She had done a dozen slow peels at bedside with the most erotic music playing in the background. She had tickled him all over with feathers. She had let Steve eat sweet whipped cream and cherries out of her cunt. She had even let him tie her up. But nothing, not even the kinkiest sex games, had been able to turn him on.
Steve had seen doctors, but none of them could find anything wrong with him. The strain on their marriage had become nearly unbearable.
Pauline had tried to forget the ways her husband had pleased her in the earlier days of their marriage. She had tried to forget how Steve's big hard cock felt as it fucked in and out of her hot wet cunt. She had tried to forget how she had been driven wild by the friction of his huge prick rubbing against the tingling little bud of her clit. She had tried to forget how the rush of orgasm felt when it surged through her. She had tried to forget the feel of hot streams of cum shooting inside her sucking cunt when she made her man unload his wad inside her. She had tried to forget about fucking, but it had been no use.
As Pauline remembered the wonderful things Steve had done to her in the happier years of their marriage, her pussy began to moisten and her body came alive with sexual sensation. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but it was no use. Her cunt tingled and twitched as memories of hot fucks came back to her. She could see Steve standing before her as she prepared herself to accept his huge cock between her spread legs. She could see the man's huge hard prick towering before her, swelling with masculine power. She could feel his hands on her legs as he got into bed and opened her legs even farther for her with gentle but firm pressure.
Pauline's cunt tingled and twitched with pleasure as she felt Steve's hot prick-head pressing against the quivering lips of her juicy cunt. She felt the big helmet-shaped head of his hard cock pressing between the lips of her cunt, moving deeper and deeper into her. She felt her husband's thick prick stretching her, filling her more and more by the second. She felt his hairy chest against her naked tits, crushing them up against him as he lay on her. She felt his heart beating hard and fast in his muscular chest as he bucked his ass and drove his cock in and out of her with ever increasing speed and urgency.
"Oh, Steve! Fuck me! Oh, Steve! I need it! I need it! Fuck me hard! I want it so badly! Give me your cock! More! Oh, yes! Yesssssss!" she heard herself cry.
Pauline felt her hand slipping down over her silky naked body as she remembered the wonderful thrills she had experienced with Steve. She felt her fingers brushing over the downy blonde hair of her cunt as she moved her hand closer and closer to the hot spot between her legs.
Pauline's fingers soon found their way to her juicy little cunt crack, where they moved ever so gently against the lips of her pussy and the tiny bud of her clit. As she remembered the deep thrusts of Steve's once-tireless cock, her fingers moved deeper into her sucking hot cunt, wiggling and stroking all the while.
"Oh, God yes! I love it! I love your cock, Steve! It's so hard! It's so big and hard!" Pauline moaned as she rubbed and diddled her steaming cunt.
She had been only barely aware that her hand had moved between her legs. But when she began to feel the surge of her orgasm beginning to rush over her, she was brought back to reality. She was doing it again. She was working herself into a fuck frenzy, rubbing her steaming cunt until it nearly burst into flames between her legs. She had to have something better between her legs than her own fingers. She needed a cock and she needed it desperately.
Pauline pulled her fingers out of her twitching cunt, slipped out of bed and out of her room, wearing only a flimsy negligee. She had to try again to interest her husband in fucking. She paused briefly in front her mirror and was reassured that she still had what it took to turn any man on.
As she ran her hands down over her sides, the thin material of her negligee clung to the slope of her perfect thighs. Her full firm tits rose and fell slowly as she breathed. She could see the stiff peaks of her nipples poking the filmy material of her garment. Between her long silky legs, she could see the shadow of her downy cunt. If Steve failed to respond to her tonight, he was beyond help.
Feeling as sultry as she looked, Pauline tiptoed out of her bedroom and past little Heather's room. She felt funny about sneaking through the house in the middle of the night, wearing next to nothing. She hadn't paid Steve a visit in his bed for so long that it was almost as if she were doing something sinful. She knew it was silly for her to feel self-conscious about going to her husband's bed with intentions of getting fucked, but she couldn't quite shake the feeling.
As she ascended the stairs, Pauline looked quickly behind her to see if she had disturbed her daughter. When she was satisfied that she was the only one awake in the house, she continued on her way. Her pussy twitched and tingled almost unbearably. She had to have a hard thick cock in her cunt, had to feel it stroking in and out of her pussy. She had to find a way to get some life into her husband's prick.
Pauline tiptoed past her three boys' room to the room Steve had taken when they had decided to sleep apart. She collected herself for a moment or two then stepped inside. Steve was fast asleep of course. She slipped off her negligee, then sat on the edge of Steve's bed. She bent down and whispered in his ear, stroking his cheek gently as he stirred from sleep.
"Steve, darling, I need you," Pauline whispered.
"Huh? Need me for what? Is there a burglar in the house or something?" Steve asked in a groggy voice.
"No, darling. I need you. Don't you understand? Feel," she whispered.
Pauline took her husband's hand and she guided it between her legs. When she felt his fingers moving against the dewy lips of her little cunt, she shivered all over with pure pleasure.
"Feel how wet and hot I am, Steve?" she breathed.
"Uh-huh," Steve said sleepily.
"I'm so hot. I need your cock in my cunt, darling. I can't tell you how much I need you! I want to be fucked! I want to be fucked hard and fast with a big fat stiff cock!" Pauline hissed.
"Uh… Pauline… uh… I'm awful sleepy. I have a lot of things to do at the office tomorrow morning. Can't this wait until later… uh… maybe next week sometime?" Steve said, taking his fingers away from his wife's dripping cunt.
"But, Steve… I… don't you know how long I've gone without sex? I don't think I can stand it any longer, darling!" Pauline said, almost in tears.
Pauline sat on the edge of Steve's bed for a few minutes, knowing perfectly well that he was fast asleep again. Her cunt was on fire with unfulfilled desire. She was angry at first at being rejected by her husband, angry and deeply hurt. She soon realized, however, that he had no other choice. She knew it and he knew it. It was just a lost cause. But she was still horny. Her cunt still dripped with lust. Her silky skin still tingled all over as if charged with electricity. She still desperately needed a big hot cock buried between her legs. But she knew that there was nothing she could do.
By the time Pauline closed Steve's bedroom door behind her, she had almost resigned herself to finger-fucking herself again that night. It would have been just another wasted night of self stimulation for Pauline if something hadn't caught her eye as she tiptoed past one of her sons' rooms.
Pauline saw a light shining out from under her oldest son's door. She knew that the light hadn't been on when she passed Roger's room a few minutes earlier. It was awfully late for him to be up, especially since there was school tomorrow morning. She was sure that she hadn't awakened him, so what could he possibly be doing at such an hour? She couldn't very well walk in and check on him, not dressed the way she was. She would just have to peek in through the keyhole for a second.
Pauline felt a bit silly about spying on her son, but she had no other choice. She couldn’t let him see her stark naked beneath the flimsy see-through negligee she wore, and she never could control her curiosity once it had been aroused. As she crouched down and put her eye to the keyhole, a little shiver of excitement rushed through her body. There was something nasty about spying on her son, something that made her little pussy tingle a bit. What she saw then made her more than tingle a bit. It almost made her faint.
Pauline saw her son sitting on the edge of his bed, his pajamas pushed down around his ankles. On the edge of the bed beside him was what looked like an opened magazine of some sort. Between his legs towered an enormous hard-on. Roger would glance down at the magazine from time to time for inspiration. His fingers were wrapped tightly around the swollen shaft of his hard cock. His fist moved slowly up and down the rock-hard post of flesh between his naked legs.
Pauline's son was jacking off. She could hardly believe her eyes. Of course she knew that boys did that sort of thing all the time, but this was the first time she had actually caught one of her sons at it. But then she was not in the habit of peeking through keyholes in the middle of the night.
She knew that she had no business watching her son doing such a personal thing to himself. After all, it was his privacy she was violating, and she had always told her boys that their bedrooms were off limits to outsiders. But she couldn't help herself. She tried to tear herself away, but something held her there.
Pauline had gone without sex for too long. She desperately needed a big fat hard-on buried between her legs, and her son had just such a hard-on right now. Pauline knew that it was wrong for her to feel lust for her own son, but she couldn't help herself. He was exactly what she needed so badly. He was young and strong and incredibly handsome in a boyish way. She was thrilled by the size and hardness of Roger's long thick cock. It was shaped very much like Steve's, but it was hard, not soft and useless like her husband's cock. She couldn't help imagining that her fingers were where Roger's were, wrapped around his throbbing pole of flesh.
Pauline could almost feel the heat of her son's cock soaking into her fingers. She could almost feel the slippery glistening skin of his swollen cock beneath her loving fingers as she stroked it up and down. She felt her cunt seething with desire for her horny son. Her cunt twitched and tingled as never before. The dew of her pussy trickled over the little lips of her cunt.
She couldn't help letting her fingers dip into her pussy. She moved her fingertips gently against the dripping lips of her hot cunt, driving herself wild with pleasure as she watched her young boy jerking off. Pauline had been crouching in front of the boy's door, but now she got on her knees. She raised her flimsy negligee up over her ass and buried her fingers between her legs, moving them faster and faster as her excitement increased.
Roger moved his fist up and down faster and faster, too. He was obviously having the time of his life. Pauline wondered what he was looking at in the magazine by his side. She couldn't quite make out the pictures, but she couldn't help wondering if the women in the magazine were as sexy as she. If Roger was so turned on by women in pictures, she wondered how much more excited he would be if he were presented with the real thing. She knew that she had more to offer than any of those models her son was ogling. She knew that she could satisfy Roger. If she walked into his room right now, he would forget all about those silly pictures.
Pauline knew that what she was considering was the ultimate taboo. She knew that it was not acceptable for a mother to think about giving herself to her son. But Pauline was too hot between the legs to worry about taboos now. She was dying for sex. Her head was swimming with the most lewd ideas. She would pay him a little surprise visit. She would introduce him to the pleasures of fucking and sucking so that he would have no further need to look at dirty pictures and beat off. If he was anything like his father had been in his younger days, he would learn fast.
She stood up and tried to collect herself, smoothing her hands down over her sides, making the flimsy material of her transparent negligee cling to her thighs. Her cunt tingling with taboo desire, she took a deep breath and walked right into her son's bedroom.
Roger's mouth fell open and his eyes flashed with fear and shock when he saw his mother glide into his room and stand before him. He was frozen into immobility for a few seconds. His cock seemed to get even harder between his young legs, snapping up against his naked stomach and jerking wildly. Every muscle in his body seemed to get stiff all of a sudden. His balls were suddenly tense between his legs. For a second he thought he was going to shoot his wad of cum right up to the ceiling.
Pauline's eyes were flashing, too, but not with fear. Her eyes were blazing with pure lust for her horny son. She let her glance run from his handsome young face, down over his well-muscled chest, all the way to his lean stomach. She watched his long stiff cock jerking hard and fast against his stomach, covering his skin with clear pre-cum. She let her gaze run down the dripping shaft of her son's prick to his tightly clenched balls. She knew that he had exactly what she wanted and needed. He had everything his father lacked.
Roger could feel his mother's eyes burning into him. He could feel her devouring his naked body with her gaze. He didn't know whether to believe what was happening or not. He would have thought he was having just another wild wet dream if she hadn't been so close to him and if the aching in his balls hadn't been so intense. It was real. And he had to do something fast.
As soon as he was able to move, Roger tried to grab his pillow and put it over his lap. He almost passed out when his mother caught his hand and made him drop the pillow on the floor. She kicked it away with her foot and smiled down at him with a smile that made his balls ache even more.
"You needn't hide yourself, Roger," Pauline said in a voice that dripped with honey. "Mother understands."
"J… Jesus! I… I… I didn't know you were gonna come in! I… didn't, Mom! Honest!" the nervous teenager stammered, his head swimming with confusion.
"I know, darling. I realize that my sudden appearance comes as a complete surprise. Otherwise I don't suppose you'd be doing what you've been doing to yourself," Pauline said.
"G… gosh no, Mom! I… I don't do it much… honest, Mom!" the boy rasped, wishing that his huge hard-on would go away.
"You shouldn't be ashamed of yourself, darling. I haven't raised you to be ashamed of yourself, have I, darling?" Pauline asked in a honeyed voice.
"Well… uh… no, Mom… but… I…" the boy struggled, his mouth dry as cotton.
"I realize that you weren't expecting my little late-night visit. You thought you would be able to look at your magazine and jack off in privacy. Didn't you, Roger darling," she asked.
"Uh… well… uh… sort of…" Roger rasped, swallowing hard.
"I realize that being a healthy young man isn't the easiest thing in the world. There are so many sexy young girls around to tease and excite a young man like you. It must be awfully frustrating, Roger. It's no wonder you have to relieve yourself this way once in a while, darling," the boy's horny mother said, looking right down at her son's fat swollen prick.
Roger wished his mother wouldn't talk that way to him. A guy just didn't discuss things like that with his mother, especially not when he was sitting naked on his bed, with a hard-on jutting up from his lap. Didn't she know how she was making him feel by talking that way to him? Didn't she know how his balls were aching? Didn't she know that he could feel her gaze roving over his body and making him even more conscious of his nakedness?
Pauline knew that she was keeping him tense and incredibly horny. She realized that it had to be terribly uncomfortable for poor Roger. She would have to try to make the boy relax a bit while still keeping the horniness that turned her on so powerfully.
"Do you masturbate often, Roger?" she asked with a wicked little smile.
"G… gosh no… I mean… uh… well… not much… g…gosh, Mom! Do… do you really wanna talk about… about that?" the boy rasped, his gaze beginning to roam over his mother's barely concealed body.
"I'm just curious, Roger. You seemed to be enjoying what you were doing so much. I was watching you through the keyhole you know."
"You… were?" the boy choked.
"Yes, darling. Will you forgive me?" she asked sweetly, reaching down and picking up her son's glossy covered magazine. "My goodness! Such pretty girls! All naked, too! And with their legs spread wide! Such big beautiful tits and juicy looking cunts!"
"Mom! Jesus! Don't talk like that! Please! It's makin' me… uh… it's makin' me…" the kid rasped.
"Horny, darling? Am I making you horny by talking so dirty? You've never heard me talk that way before, have you, darling?" she asked, her cunt tingling with lust for her son.
"G… gosh no, Mom! I… don't know what to do!"
"You don't need to do anything, Roger. Just keep doing what you were doing before I interrupted you. Just pretend I'm not here," she said with a mysterious glimmer in her lovely eyes.
The boy nodded nervously.