Babs licked her lips in anticipation as she gazed at her son's big prick. It was going to be a real mouthful all right, and her mouth could hardly wait. She and Ned had been fucking for a week now, and were enjoying it so much that they continued even when Dan, Babs's husband and Ned's father, had come back from his business trip three days before.
If anything, the risk of being caught fucking made incestuous sex all the better. There could be no question about it – forbidden fruit really was more exciting. Babs had been fucked by a considerable number of guys in her time, and many of them were just as good cocksmen as her son. But she couldn't remember when she'd ever had such big orgasms as she got when her boy was banging her.
It was late in the afternoon, Dan still at the office and Nell was off with some friends. So Babs and Ned headed straight for the bedroom.
Babs suggested they start things off with a blow job. He liked having his cock sucked by his mom, so he quickly pulled off his pants and underpants. It was when the big organ popped fully into view that Babs found herself licking her lips with excitement.
"Ready, Mom?" he asked. "You dig my dork?"
"You bet! I like your prick enough to eat it."
Ned sat on the edge of the bed, and his mother kneeled between his legs. Both of them quivered with anticipation, for both got a terrific kick out of oral sex. Add to that the fact that they got a tremendous kick out of any kind of sex with each other, and it isn't hard to see why Ned's tool was so stiff it ached, or why his mother felt drop after drop of pussy fluid trickle down the inside of her thigh.
For a moment, she just gazed at the big, thick thing that she was going to take in her mouth and suck until it shot off gob after gob of thick cream. Then, she reached out and took the shaft in her right hand, giving a playful little squeeze. "Like that?" she asked, repeating the squeeze.
"Yeah, Mom. I love your hand on my cock. It's so soft."
She took his balls in her other hand and started to gently caress them while continuing the squeezing. Ned felt like too much more of this would have him coming, but he'd learned from experience that his mother was able to judge almost perfectly how much more play would bring a guy's dick shuddering off into an orgasm. She was able to toy with a dong for as long as she liked, keeping him just under the boiling point. The kind of toying she did he wanted to go on forever, even as he yearned to come.
She moved her face closer, and slid her tongue between her dainty lips.
She pressed the tip ever so slightly against the taut prick-skin. The feeling of the little wet hole fired up her cunt.
"C'mon, Mom," Ned gasped, "make me come!"
He knew perfectly well she had no intention of doing that for quite some time. Nor would he have really wanted her to, for that matter. A pleasurable warmth spread through his cock, balls, and loins. She ran the tip of her tongue up the length of his cock, while continuing to fondle his balls. When she got to the sensitive spot where the fleshy knob joined the shaft, she rubbed her tongue-tip all the way around it.
She licked the knob itself, paying special attention to the piss-hole.
Then she ran her tongue back down the other side of his whanger, ending up at the root, where she kissed and licked some more.
"Mom!" he gasped. "Suck my cock! O-h-h-h."
She began to kiss his balls, with very light little kisses, sort of nibbling with her lips at the wrinkled skin which covered his eggs. A moment later, she slipped her mouth over his ball sac and began to suck, while continuing to squeeze his rod with her hand. All this playing around was fine, she thought, but it wasn't much easier on her nerves than on his. She felt her clit throb with eagerness, her cunt completely awash. As for her nipples, they were swollen now to twice their normal size, and she couldn't help thinking that she'd give just about anything for a man's tongue on them! Maybe Ned's. Maybe Dan's.
Any man's tongue.
After sucking her son's balls a bit longer, she slipped her mouth off them and kissed her way back up the shaft of her son's tool. Then, she slid her lips over the knob, and began to suck his prick in earnest.
Ned seemed to give a little shudder of relief at having his mother's lips where he so needed them. He lay back on the bed, his feet resting on the floor. He just couldn't imagine how anything could possibly feel better than those lips of his mother's on his tool. He was thrilled by the idea of being cock-sucked by his own Mom.
She was varying the action plenty now. She figured monotony in sex was the worst thing there was, and she was great at avoiding it. She took her son's tool all the way in her mouth, so the knob was pressing against the back of her throat. That almost made her gag, but she liked having the cock there. It made her feel very feminine to have any part of her body completely filled with a fleshy bone like that. Mouth, cunt, or asshole.
With the rod all the way in, she used her lips to suck the lowest part of it, while keeping her tongue running back and forth along the shaft.
She could tell from the feel of his balls in her hand just how excited he was, and that was plenty excited. The nuts were tense and ready to unleash a flood of creamy gunk in her mouth.
She kept that up for awhile, then decided to vary the pace by sliding her mouth back so that almost all of her son's prick was out in the air, the saliva glistening on it. She sucked away on the spot where shaft and knob joined, while using her tongue to tease the top of the glans, or to stimulate the underside of Ned's prick by sliding it quickly back and forth between her lips and the male organ.
"Suck me, Mom! Suck me! Suck me!"
While she sucked and licked and drove her son's cock into a state of absolute frenzy, she was doing a pretty good job on herself, too. She was using one hand to play with her son's balls, but that meant the other was free to do what it liked with the sensitive parts of her body. There were so many sensitive parts that she wondered which to go for. Her breasts were swollen with excitement, and her nipples even more. But her clit was also crying for action, and she could just imagine how nice it would be to slide her fingers back and forth inside her slick cunt. As a result, her hand flitted around from one spot to another, giving as much attention as it could to each before moving on.
The result was excitement, a sexy kind of excitement, just as Ned was afire with sexy excitement from the job she was doing with her mouth on his whanger.
What she wanted to do, if it could be managed, was to finger herself to a come at just the same moment Ned got off. She guessed that the best way she could do that would be to stimulate her love-button till it was on the point of going off, then holding back by giving it enough attention to keep it hot, but not enough to make it just that extra bit hotter that would make her come. She slid her fingers into her cunt and pressed them apart, pushing the joints against the tender pussy-walls, while using the thumb to flick her tingling clit.
"Shit, I'd better be careful with that!" she thought as she drew her thumb across the tight little fun-button. One more stroke would have brought her off right there. From then on, she was more careful, rubbing the surrounding cunt-lips without touching her clit much.
Her lips were still going to town on her son's prick and he was tossing his head from side to side in excitement. She could tell from the incredible stiffness of his rod, from his heavy breathing, from a lot of other little signs that she'd learned from almost twenty years of fucking around, that he was just about to come. It would take a bit more stimulation, just a little bit more…
She slid her lips slowly along the length of his shaft while rubbing her tongue against his tingling prick-skin. She felt the already superrigid member stiffen even more and knew that he was about to come. She gave her clit three sharp little flicks with her thumb, and that was enough to bring her off too, at just the moment that he started firing away.
He had felt his organ tense, known he was on the brink, and then suddenly, all the tension and excitement built up by his mother's incredibly tantalizing way of licking prick burst forth in a series of shuddering gushes that sent his spunk driving into her mouth. His organ was really unloading, and she was coming too. He could feel that from the tight way her lips gripped his cock, from the way her head shook madly.
The feeling of the first gob of cream hitting the roof of her month coincided beautifully with the first female come spasms that ripped through her. Her whole body was exploding, and all the while she went on sucking her son's prick! Her own son's prick!
At last her body was still, and his dick quit jizzing. She knelt there, continuing to suck on the thing, even as it weltered in its own juice in her dainty little mouth. She liked the feeling of a spent prick slowly softening up inside her mouth. She used her tongue to baste it with its own come, and to slosh the spunk around in her mouth from side to side. She was just about to swallow the stuff when she beard a stunned voice cry, "Shit no!! Oh, shit no!!!"
It was her husband Dan!
In a sort of automatic gesture she gulped down the spunk and pulled her mouth off her son's tool. Of course Dan had seen everything. He didn't look angry, just shell-shocked. Ned started to pull his clothes on hurriedly and Babs glanced around desperately for hers.
"What's, going on?" Dan asked, his voice trembling with steadily increasing rage. "What the fuck is going on?"
Neither Babs nor Ned said anything. There wasn't anything at all to say. It was obvious from the look on Dan's face that he was making a monumental effort to control himself, to keep from hitting both of them.
"Answer me!" he said, his self-mastery disintegrating slowly but surely under the pressure of his anger. "Answer me, fuck it!"
"We were… oh, Dan, we didn't mean to!" Babs's voice was full of misery. It wasn't that she was humiliated at having been caught like this. She really regretted having hurt her husband. She loved Dan.
His fists were clenched now. He wasn't going to use them on anyone. By clenching them he was draining the rage that choked him. "I'll be downstairs," he said suddenly, turning on his heels. He didn't trust himself in the bedroom where he had stumbled onto his wife cock-sucking his son.
Babs and Ned finished dressing without saying a word. Then they went down to face the music. Dan was in the living room, sitting in an armchair. Some of his rage had vanished, but he was quietly smoldering.
"Dan," Babs said, "I know how you must feel about this, but you've got to believe me, its something that just happened."
"Just today? That's the first time you had Ned's prick in your mouth?"
"No, not just today," Babs said. She figured that it was better to make a clean breast of things, and besides, she felt too guilty about everything to want to lie to her husband. It was funny how – before he walked in on them – she hadn't felt any guilt at all about the incest.
Now she felt plenty. Sucking her son's cock was wrong.
"Since when?" Dan asked in a funny, choked voice that showed how mad he was.
"Since your trip. You know how both of us get horny when we're separated like that. We don't talk much about it, but we know. I need cock."
Dan didn't say anything. He knew. He'd had a nice little extramarital affair in the course of the trip. He fucked a lot of girls on business trips.
"Well, I was horny, and Ned was unhappy, and it just happened. We… we fucked."
"It was my fault," Ned put in. "I'd been out with Cecilia and she wouldn't fuck. I was horny for a fuck."
Despite his anger, Dan was not an unreasonable man. Although he still felt outraged and humiliated by the cock-sucking he'd seen, he had to admit to himself that he could understand perfectly well how things had managed to "just happen" between his wife and his son.
"Well," he said at last, "I'm going out for a walk to think things over. We can talk some more when I get back." Out he went.
"I wonder why he came back so early from the office?" Babs asked when he was gone.
"I don't know, but it sure fucks things up, doesn't it?"
"You're not kidding. No more fucking, baby."
Meanwhile Dan was walking aimlessly. He walked for about half an hour thinking things over. He knew in a way it was unkind to make Babs and Ned wait, but he knew he had to be alone to make a decision on this mess. At thirty-four he was a successful executive, a man used to making decisions in a difficult situation. He was a good father, but he ran things at home a bit autocratically. He thought and thought as he walked, came to a decision, then returned home.
"Okay," he announced, as he entered. "I've made up my mind. I don't intend to punish anyone, but for my own peace of mind I need some assurance that this shit won't recur. Ned. You've been out of school for several months and still haven't decided what you're going to do.
I'm deciding for you. You've got one week to get a job and leave this house."
That was it. Both Babs and Ned knew Dan far too well to think that anything they could say could modify his decision, and besides, they felt too guilty to protest. But that didn't make them any happier about the decision. While Dan had been out walking they'd been talking. They realized that discovery had made them feel guilty about their incestuous relationship, but they couldn't imagine doing without it, either. They loved to fuck and suck each other too much.
Babs fell to her knees weeping. "Oh Dan," she wailed.
"It's no use," Dan said. "Ned must be out of this house in one week, job or no job. After that, he can visit once a month in my presence. I have a right to know that my wife is not sucking my son's cock."
A cold terror raced through Babs's blood. It was as though her baby had been torn from her breast. She shook all over with panic, unable to understand her feelings. She knew only that she could not bear to lose her boy. In the turmoil of her mind she made a vow. She would not give up Ned… and she would not give up his prick.