I probably will arrive in Parker City just at three.
Just the time that the kids get out of school.
Unless Gary has swimming practice or something.
Perhaps I should step on the gas and try to beat them home.
No. You know what I'll do? I'll drive around to their school, and see if they've gotten out yet. Wouldn't that be a kick in the ass?
Can you imagine that? Picking them up after school? Just like I did when they first started? Christ, that's a funny image. Boy, I wonder what their expressions will be like when they see me. Will they remember me? They can't forget their mother.
It's just about time. I wonder if Gary has parked his car near the school. Sometimes he drives in, sometimes he walks. It's a long walk, but he's like me. We both love to take long walks.
Ah. There he is! What perfect timing! He's getting into his car. I must have passed this spot several times. I just missed seeing it. I'll follow him home. I don't see Carolyn. Maybe she has cheerleading practice this afternoon. She used to have practice three times a week.
Okay, Gary, you're three cars in front of me. I think I'll stay a safe distance behind him. Don't want him to see me too soon. We'll both drive up in front of the house at the same time. He'll meet me at the front door. What a kick!
That's right, turn left on Elm. Still a couple of cars in front of me. Hey! Now what's he doing? Where's he going? He's not going home. It's right on Rogers Lane, not left. Where could he be going?
Well, I'll soon find out. There he goes now, onto Ocean Drive. It's the way to my sister Elsie's house, but who else does he know in her neighborhood?
He's slowing down. Christ, is he going to visit his aunt? Why does he want to see her? They never got along.
Yep. That's where he's going all right. I wonder why. Well, I'll park my car a couple of houses away. I can still see him. That's it. He's walking up to her front door.
Well, Elsie looks pretty much the same. Oh, no, she's not coming to the door in that tacky bathrobe. Doesn't she have any shame? Greeting her nephew in a bathrobe! Boy, that's the height of something or other.
I really should ring the bell. That'll startle Elsie as well as Gary. She wasn't really too upset when I was run out of town. Well, honey, I'm back. Marianne is back in town!
Maybe I'll wait a second or two. Perhaps he's gone to pick something up. Maybe she has some food prepared. If Tom's away, I bet no one will be doing the cooking. Carolyn hates to cook. Yes, that must be it. I bet Elsie has been preparing food for the two of them.
He still hasn't come out yet. Come on, Gary, I want to get back home before Tom gets back, if he comes home nowadays. For all you know, he fucks around so much he never comes home. His children aren't all that important to him, despite what he says. The only thing that Tom thinks about is Tom and his cock.
Come on, Gary honey. Mother is getting tired of waiting. I really should ring the bell. Love to see Elsie's face when she opens the door.
Silence. Come on, answer the fucking doorbell. More silence. I'll ring until my finger falls off. I know you're home.
Ahh, footsteps. That sister of mine always drags her feet. Get with it, Elsie honey!
"Marianne!!"
"Elsie darling, how are you?" No need to stand on ceremony and wait to be invited in. There, I'm in. Elsie has a funny look on her face, and she's even more disheveled now than she was before. I think she's falling apart by the second.
"Un, Marianne, what are you doing here?"
"Visiting you. Why? Surprised to see me?"
"Well, urn, yes, not that I'm not glad, of course, but I hadn't the foggiest notion you were in town."
"Neither did I until this morning. I've decided to come home."
"B-B-But you can't! The scandal!"
"What scandal? The only scandal is the fact that I've let myself be bullied for too long. I'm home to stay now."
"But Tom's job. He can't let the publicity about you get around. It will hurt his job."
"So what? Besides, I always figured he wasn't ordering me out for my own or my children's benefit. Speaking of which, where's Gary?"
"G-G-Gary?"
"Yes, G-G-Gary. My son. Where is he?"
"Uh, I don't know? Why ask me?"
"Because I saw him come in here. Now where is he? I want to talk to him."
"I don't know. Gary didn't come in here."
"Will you come on back here, Elsie love! This thing is going to get soft without you. Now come on back here, or I'm coming out to get you. In fact, I'm coming out now and I'm going to drag you back to the bedroom with your mouth around my – MOM!!"
"Gary!!"
"Well, Marianne, you wanted to know where he was. He's here."
"I can see that. Now don't you run back into the bedroom. Either one of you. Gary, you get over here right now. Move it!"
I can hear him desperately putting his clothes on. So that's what he came over here for.
"And how long has this been going on, Elsie?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You don't? I do. Come on, Gary, get your ass in here and get it here fast!"
"Coming, Mom." There he is. All dressed up with a bulge in front of his pants. Couldn't get it down again so fast, huh?
"Well?"
"Well what, Mom?"
"Why Elsie? What about Betty?"
"Betty and I are pffft. Besides, I don't see what business it is of yours. From what I understand, you didn't exactly lead a chaste life."
"What?"
"Oh, Dad told us the whole story. After you left, he said the story of your being sick was fake. You made it with a kid in your class, didn't you, Ma? Don't lie, because both Carolyn and I know the truth about you and young guys."
"How dare you!" There. I slapped him and I'm glad. He deserved it.
"You mean it's not true?"
"No, Gary, it is true. It's true I like them young. But I'm not hypocritical about it. Unlike another parent you have, I'll own up to my own weaknesses."
"Well, gee, Ma, I'm sorry."
"You ought to be. Just don't look down on me, okay?"
"I don't, Ma."
"Perhaps. Anyway, how long have you and Elsie been carrying on?"
"Don't answer her, Gary. Tell her to mind her own business."
That Elsie is really a jerk. No wonder I hated her when we where growing up together. She's as big a creep now as she was then. How could my son want her enough to fuck her? He's good-looking. Surely even if he and Betty aren't seeing each other any more, there would be other girls for him.
"Elsie, lock yourself in the bedroom. Gary and I have things to discuss, and I don't want you around."
"It's my house. You can leave."
"Don't you tell me to leave, Elsie. After all the things I did for you when we were younger. You leave. I want to talk to Gary, and I want to talk to him now! Now get lost, Elsie, before I lose my temper!"
Look at her scurry out of the room! Boy, Marianne, when you get going, you really get going!
"Well, Gary? How long?"
"Not too long, Ma. Just a bit."
"You can do better than her. There must be dozens of girls who would gladly offer themselves to you. Why Elsie?"
"I can't say."
"You must say. Why? I don't mind. Don't think that your mother is an old prude. I bet I've got more things to tell you than you have to to tell me. Now what is it about Elsie?"
"Her mouth."
"You mean she gives you blow-jobs? Pardon your mother's crudity, but is that what you like about her?"
"I guess so." Boy, Gary is something. He's probably groovy in bed, but he's up-tight out of it.
Now this cock I would love to suck. It would freak him out, I'm sure of it. So come sucks him off all the time. I guess women don't always realize how important it is to have a good tonguing technique. Lots more guys like that more than they think.
Elsie is probably finger-fucking herself, I bet. I know my sister. When we were younger, I would catch her fucking herself with whatever she could find that would slide up her cunt. She once fucked herself with a broom handle. It was glorious to watch. Her pussy got so hot and wet, that I started to fuck myself just watching her.
"Can you get all your meat into her mouth?"
He's turning redder still. He never heard his mother talk this way. Well, I'm learning how to be the kind of person I always wanted to be, and it feels good.
His cock hasn't gone completely soft yet. He must have had a raging hard-on when I rang the bell. He's trying to hide his erection from me, but he's not doing a very good job of it. I wouldn't mind seeing that cock again. It looked terrific for that second when he dashed into the living room, not expecting to see anyone but Elsie.
"Tell rue what Elsie does to make you want her."
"You know."
"Tell me. I want to hear it from your own lips. Otherwise I won't be sure that we're talking about the same thing."
"She likes to suck me off. Okay?"
"No. Do you like it?"
"Yes!"
"Why?"
"Because she's very good at it. She's better at it than any other woman I've ever known. Even better than Betty, and Betty was tops when it came to cock-sucking."
"So Elsie can really give you head. Well, good for her. And you've been coming here just to get your cock sucked?"
"Mother! Don't talk like that."
"Why not? You do it, so why are you embarrassed to talk about doing it? You're a funny guy, Gary. Sometimes I simply don't understand you. You've got a lot going for you, and yet you don't always take advantage of it. I've learned only recently, but you've got to learn to confront yourself and be honest with yourself. You shouldn't be ashamed to admit that you like getting your cock sucked."
"I'm not ashamed of it. I enjoy getting blow-jobs. That's why I come over here. Elsie really knows how to please me. Her technique is fabulous, Mother. She can really suck a mean dick."
His prick is starting to get hard just from talking about it. Which is really what I wanted. I shouldn't lecture him about honesty when I'm not exactly honest myself. At least, though, I'm honest with myself.
I can see the front beginning to bulge really high. Boy, when he ran into the living room before, his cock was so big! I wonder just how many inches he has?
"Don't turn away from me, Gary. I know you're getting an erection, and that's normal. You wouldn't be a real man if your dick didn't get hard when you thought of getting your prick sucked. And don't think that your Aunt Elsie is the only woman who has a good tonguing technique. Your mother doesn't exactly fall down on the job, so to speak."
Look at that bulge get bigger and bigger. His dick is getting so hard, that he's going to start feeling some pain soon if he keeps his meat confined in his pants. Christ, it's so hard now; I can feel my own pussy-juice getting ready to flow.
He's looking closely at me. He's noticing my breasts. Well, good for you, Gary! Your mother's got tits, or am I not supposed to use that term for fear of embarrassing you? Hmmm, his cock's still getting harder. So are my nipples, for that matter.
"Give me your hand, Gary. Don't argue, just give it to me."
I want him to feel completely at ease with me. He's been looking at my tits for several moments now. There's no reason he can't touch them. I know he wants to; he's just embarrassed because I'm his mother.
"Gary, just relax. Come on and feel this. Feel how warm I am inside. Touch my breasts, Gary. Rub your hands on my tits!"
He's doing it! Good for him!
"Ohhhh," he's sighing.
Good. I know he likes tit, so why should he deny himself?
"Touch them all over, Gary. I want you to feel good. I've wanted you to feel good for a long time, and now we can be perfectly happy together. Touch me, Gary. Make your mother happy!"
I want to reach out and touch his crotch. I'd better be careful not to do it too quickly. He might panic and run out, and that would be the last thing in the world I would want him to do. I want to reach out and fondle his meat. It's so big. I know it's going to give me a great deal of pleasure.
Ahhhh, I couldn't resist. I just had to. It's so hard and warm. And best of all, he's not getting up-tight. He's still rubbing his fingers all over my tit-flesh.
That's right, Gary, lean back and let the waves of pleasure overtake you. Let pleasure be your guide. If you want to do it, do it.
"Come on, rub my tits harder, Gary. I know you want to. Ahh, that's it, Gary."
I'm going crazy. My son is now going wild pressing his hands against my tits. Oh, but does that feel good!
My nipples are hard and stiff, just like his cock. I want that cock now. I want to take his huge cock into my mouth. Oh, that he doesn't run away at the last minute! Just let me unzip that fly, Gary. Ohh, that's good.
"You've got a lot of meat here, Gary honey. Ohh, that makes me feel good just to touch it. Your dick is really hard, sweet."
I can see how red the tip is. He's hot. My son is really hot, and I'm going to taste his cock-cream.
Let me reach in and start to massage his balls. Ohh, that feels good. His balls are so creamy. Ohh, my fingers are running all through his cock hairs. He's a real man. My son is hot stuff!
"Oh, Ma, keep rubbing my cock! I'm going wild, ohhh, that's so good. Rub my prick, Ma! Ohhhh, rub that cock!"
He's sighing with ecstasy now. I knew I could thrill him just like his aunt. She won't be able to hold a candle to me. I know I'll be able to give him a much better blow-job. I can't wait to taste his meat. I know his cock will be really hot and hard and full of juice for me.
"Please lick it, Ma. Please lick my cock. Make my dick hot, Mom. Please make my cock really hot!"
His prick is throbbing now. I can feel the pulses beating through his long shaft in even beats. He's bursting with excitement now.
My tongue wants his cock, too. All of me wants his cock. I ant going to really swallow that prick-meat and make my son really happy.
Ahh, I can taste the tip of his piss-slit where a slight amount of cream has already started to pass through. Ohh, Gary, your cock is so hot, so good, so creamy!
Ohhhhhh! He's putting his hand underneath my skirt. He's going to feel my cunt. It's so wet, still wet from that guy at the diner, and now I'm wet all over again because my son is letting me give him head. Oh, that's wonderful. Feel that cunt, Gary!
Ohhh, that's wonderful!
I can feel his finger slowly starting to penetrate beyond my cunt-lips and working its way all the way up my channel. Ohh, thats good. I want to take off all my clothes right away and let him go wild with me.
There is something extraordinarily exciting about sex with one of your own children. I don't know if any of you have ever experienced anything like it, but take my word for it. It's more than just sex. Other boys stimulate me but only in a physical sense, but Gary… it's as if my whole body, my whole being, wants to be absorbed into his. I want him to totally possess me even more than my husband did. To possess me so completely, that the boy who came out of my body will be going back in, and he and I can become one whole complete person.
I can sense that Gary feels the same way. His body is slowly melting into mine as his cock slowly enters and leaves my mouth in long and even strokes. God, I'd like this to last forever.
"Mother, that's so good! Ohhhh, lick it, Ma! Ohhhh!"
His balls are pressing against my lips. I want to take them all in. I want to swallow them whole! Ohh, my whole body is beginning to burn up.
I can feel every ounce of my lubricants flowing out of my cunt. I never dreamed I could get so wet. Why now? It must be Gary. Only Gary could do this to me.
"Get out of your clothes, Ma. Let's get onto the bed."
Anything you say, Gary dear. Christ, this is better than I had dared to hope. I can barely keep my head clear. I'm swimming around in sheer joyous ecstasy.
"Ahh, this is heaven, Gary. For all the years we've known and loved each other, we've never really understood ourselves until now."
"But we'll never be the same again, Mom."
"No, we won't. And I'm gad, oh so glad."
I can't even express myself well enough to convey the feelings that are deep within me. It's so much more than I have said or even can say. The pleasure is so total, so complete, that if I were to die tomorrow, I would die having lived the fullest life a woman possibly can.
I want to stroke his cock over and over. Whatever I do, I want to do more. His thick shaft is so vibrant, so alive, that I want to own it, to take it in my mouth and never let it go.
"Let me have it, Gary! Ohh, let me suck that thick cock, Gary. I want to lick it and suck on it until I've had my fill, filled up with your sweet juice."
"Take it all, Ma. Start licking the tip again. Ahhh, that's good, Ma. Lick my cock from the piss-slit all the way down. I want to feel your lips caressing it, oh, that's good. Suck it, Ma. Suck that cock!"
And his balls are driving me wild. As I'm sucking that spear, sliding my face deeper and deeper along towards his body, I want to take his balls into my face. They are so huge, so filled with fuck-cream, that I must suck on them at once.
He's shaking with pleasure now. I have his cock in my mouth. I have supreme power over him. He's mine now, all mine.
"Suck it! Ohhhhh! Suck it! Suck that cock, Ma! Ohhhh!"
He's starting to tremble violently. I can feel the pulse racing through his entire body. That meat is buzzing with excitement. I can feel its vibrations from the tip down to the base. His whole body is twisting and humping wildly.
His prick is warm covered with my saliva. He's wet, as wet as my cunt. I want that cock inside my most intimate hole now. Oh, I wish I could be fucked now by a dozen sons, a dozen Garys, all with long and thickly hard pieces of meat.
My cunt is overflowing. Now that he's ramming his dick into my face as I'm lying on the bed, my juices are pouring out faster than ever. His body is straddling mine, his ass resting upon my belly, as I move my head back and forth to take in as much of his meat as I can.
I want to play with those balls, those deliciously full balls, as they sway back and forth in slow steady rhythm. But my hands are pressed against my pussy. If I had a dozen pairs of hands, I would touch both our bodies all over, never missing an inch. Touching Gary's flesh is sending me into orgasms of pleasure and I find I am unable to control myself.
"Oh, Gary, please fuck me! I want your cock inside my cunt. Please give it to me! Ohhh, please fuck me! My pussy is hot for you, Gary! Please fuck me as hard as you can!"
If Gary had two cocks, I could really be completely happy. I don't want to release his meat from my mouth, but I must have it in my cunt. I must be fucked. Only Gary give me what I need, what I crave.
He slowly taking his prick out of my mouth. I don't want to let it go, but I must feel it down there, within my cunt. I'm so wet, so hot, that I must have the fire put out before it consumes me, and I am totally destroyed by my own lust.
His cock looks so temptingly wet and shiny as he slides it out of my mouth. I cannot let it go, and yet I must.
I can feel him sliding his balls across my body as he lowers himself so that he can plunge his tool into my nest. I'm wet, oh, so wet, and I can feel myself nearly drowning in my own cunt-juice.
"Oh, Gary, that's it! Ohhh, do it, oh, please do it!" His cock is poised up above my cunt-mouth, and I want to feel it sliding in and out of that hole. "Please do it! Please fuck me, Gary! Ohhh, I must feel it! Ohhh, it's so hard, so long, so good."
My cunt hairs are floating in my lubricating creams. My cunt's ready, ready for his spear to stab me. He's using his fingers to widen my gash, and now his cock-head is starting to plunge all the way into me like a knife cutting through butter.
"Fuck me! Ohhh, it's wonderful! Fuck me, Gary! Ohhh, I want it! I want it so badly!"
His dick is sliding into me now. Ahh, what relief! My cunt walls are surrounding his pecker, pressing hard against his all-too-hard flesh.
His balls are now slapping against my cunt. He's starting to push and pull his dick in and out of me, and I can feel his chest resting upon my tits.
"Lick them, Gary." Oh, that my son will lick his mother's tits. His tongue is so tempting, so warm, so wet. "Lick my nipples. They're as hard as your cock is, Gary. Lick them, and suck out all my milk!"
His mouth is going crazy. My tits are pressed up into his face, and he turns from one tit to the other, sucking madly.
I want him to possess me now. To give me his sperm and make me belong to him totally. He wants me as much as I want him, and together, we can make each other very happy.
"Fuck me! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
"Ohhh, Mother, I'm going to come! I'm going to come, Ma!"
He's shaking with wild hysteria. I can feel that cock going wild, pounding me faster and harder.
My ass is pounding the bed. My whole body is racked with pleasure, and I cannot control my shaking.
"I want you to come, Gary! Yes, come! Shoot your jism into me! Shoot all of your load, baby, all of it!"
His face is contorted with pleasure. It's finally happened. All of him is fucking me. I can feel his whole body plunging into my cunt.
"Ohhhhh! I'm ready! I'm ready! I'm coming! Ohhhhhh! Ohhh, I'm coming! I'm shooting! Ohhhhhh! OHHHHHHHHH!!"
My God, I can't stand it! I can feel that fuck-cream jetting into me! Ohhh, I want more! Ohhhh! Help me! Ohh, it's too much! His hot cum is flooding me! Ohhhh! My clit is on fire! Ohhh! Ohhhh!
I can't stop shaking. We're rolling over and over. Ohhh, we're going to fall off the bed. Ohhhh, I must keep that cock inside me!
Ohhh, that felt so good! His prick has stopped spurting, but I can feel it still squeezed within my cunt walls. I want to keep it inside me, keep him inside me.
I'm losing him now. He's slowly withdrawing his cock from my hole, and I don't want to let him go. I want to keep him inside my cunt forever.
I can still feel that fuck-cream swimming around inside my cunt. It's mixed with my own pussy-juice, and now it's beginning to slide out of my cunt, oozing down my leg.
Let me scoop up his jism with my fingers, so I can taste what my son's manly cream tastes like.
It's sweet, like milk and honey. Ohh, it's so good. I'm reaching into my pussy and digging up his cream, and I want more, still more.
"Hey! What's wrong?" He's gotten up suddenly. Who's there?
Holy shit! It's my sister!
"Well, Marianne, so that's what you were up to. I might have known!"
"You were spying on us, Elsie!"
"Yes, I was. I had to. You took my nephew away from me, and I had to find out why. I want him back, Marianne. You don't belong here. Get out of my house! Gary and I belong together, isn't that right, Gary?"
"Don't say that, Gary. You're my son. You belong with me!"
"She's crazy, Gary. You're mine, all mine. You said so, didn't you?"
Say something Gary. Don't just sit there like a dummy. Say something. Tell me you belong to me, not her.
"I am nobody's man," he said. "I belong to myself. No one owns me, not you, Elsie, not my mother, no one."
"But you'll stay here, won't you, Gary? You'll stay with me, and send your mother away."
"No. I'm sorry, Elsie. What we had was fun, but nothing more."
I can see the woman is crushed. I feel sorry for my sister.
"Let's get dressed and go, Gary. Let's go home."
"Yes, Ma. But I meant it when I said I belong to nobody. No one can own me. No one can possess…"
"But I possessed you, Gary."
"No. We were with each other, but we didn't possess each other. Now let's go home. Dad and Carolyn will be there by now."
"Don't cry, Elsie. We'll still be friends."
"He's my boy, Marianne. You gave him up. He's mine now."
"No. But we'll spend time together, won't we, Gary? We'll still see Elsie."
Gary's nodding, but I wonder. I really pity Elsie. She never mated. She will never know the true joys of having a son. Even if he fucks her again, it will never be the same. Having a son is the most beautiful experience in the world.