"Excuse me, Carl. Do you mind if I talk to you for a minute? If I'm not interrupting your school work?"
Carl dropped his textbook and turned lazily as he lay on his bed, looking up at his mother, as she stood in the open door of his room. A trembling shudder ran through Betty's cunt, and she had to force herself not to stare at the lump of her son's cock. Three days had passed since Johnny had last filled her pussy with the satisfying shaft of his dick, and tonight she was burning up with incestuous desire. Betty knew she could wait no longer to satisfy her wanton craving for her darling son.
"Well, I got a test tomorrow, but it's a dull book anyhow," Carl replied. He shoved the book off the bed and folded his hands behind his head, resting easily on the mattress. "What'd you want to talk to me about."
Words failed Betty, and she suddenly realized she had no clear plan for seducing her bay. How could she ask her own son to fuck her? Betty gulped and found herself staring at her son's lean, hard body, dressed only in a skimpy pair of athletic shorts. Her eyes focused on the bulge of his cock, studying the way his thick meat stretched the cotton fabric to the bursting point.
"Mom? Is something wrong?"
"Carl…" Betty shut the door behind her and bowed her head. Then something seemed to snap inside her, and the words burbled automatically from her lips. "Carl, tell me the truth: how long have you been having sex with your sister?"
Immediately Carl's face flushed as red as a beet, and he looked incapable of saying a word. Betty took the opportunity to cross the room and sit on the edge of her son's bed. She leaned forward, staring into his eyes and resting her hand maternally on his upper thigh.
"Tell me the truth, Carl. Don't lie to your mother, not now."
"How'd you find out?" Carl stammered weakly.
"Don't be evasive, darling," Betty answered. "It was pretty obvious. I could hear the two of you copulating from one end of the house to the other. Now just answer my question."
"About two weeks," Carl gulped.
"That's what I thought."
"Look, Mom… I can explain," Carl said huskily. The flush was still apparent in his cheeks, and his eyes were very wide; it was obvious that he was deeply ashamed. "I mean… well, I can't explain, but I promise, I'll never do it again. Lisa… it just happened. I know it's incest."
"Carl, did you hear me ask you to apologize for having intercourse with your sister?"
Carl gasped and looked at his mother in open shock. Betty leaned closer, her flimsy bathrobe parting to reveal several inches of her jiggling cleavage. At the same time her hand moved farther up his thigh, with in inch of the swelling shaft of her son's cock.
"I don't mind your screwing Lisa," Betty murmured softly. "In a way I think it's natural for a sister and brother to want to share the pleasures of balling. I just wanted to know why you did it."
"Jeez, Mom," Carl stammered. "I… you know."
"Is it the incest factor that's appealing to you, Son?" Betty continued brazenly. "Does screwing a member of your own family make you horny? Is that it? Would you like to have sex with me, too?"
Carl gasped and stared wildly back at his mother, incapable of speech or anything else. Betty lowered her eyes and stared openly at her son's dick, looking for the answer to her question. She found it. His long, thick cock was as stiff as apiece of pipe, standing up in a throbbing hard bulge through the fabric of his shorts.
"Look at your cock, Carl. You've got an incredible hard-on," Betty said softly. She lifted her hand to the aching stiffness of his prick and squeezed it hard, making it jump in her hand. "You do want to fuck me, don't you? Don't lie to your mother… I can tell the truth, just by your hard dick!"
"Oh, Mom… oh, God, oh, Jesus Christ! Mom, I… I don't know, Mom… oh, fucking Christ!"
Carl continued to babble senselessly, his huge cock swelling stiffer and stiffer in his shorts. Betty could wait no longer. Her pussy was wet under her bathrobe; she couldn't wait to suck her boy's big rod and gulp down his cum. Moving swiftly, the horny mother grabbed the hem of Carl's shorts and stripped that from his body, leaving him as naked as the day he emerged from her womb.
"Oh, Mom! Jesus Christ! Jesus fucking Christ!"
"You've, got a beautiful prick, Carl," Betty whispered hotly. She wrapped her fingers around the hard pink flesh of his cock and squeezed it hungrily, making the meat, of his throbbing tool throb with blood in her hand. "It's so big and hard. I'll bet you're very popular with the girls at school, aren't you? I don't blame Lisa for fucking you."
Betty gently began to stroke the loose flesh of her son's raging hard-on up and down, shamelessly jerking him off with his fingers. Carl grimaced and let his head fall back into the bed. Then his hips began to grind on the mattress, pumping his burning meat into his mother.
"You'd like me to suck you off now, wouldn't you, Son?" Betty murmured. Her hand jerked his iron-hard tool faster and harder. "Go ahead, darling. Tell me the truth. You'd like your mother to suck your big cock, wouldn't you?"
"S-s-s-suck it," Carl grunted. "Oh, Mom, oh fuck… yes, yes, suck my cock. Suck it, Mom! Hard, hard, suck it hard!"
Her son's request was all the encouragement Betty needed. Brushing her thick brown hair out of her eyes, she leaned forward and pursed her lips wetly around the mushroom-shaped crown of Carl's throbbing dick. Immediately a thick drop of cum appeared at his knob's slit, revealing the degree of the boy's intense excitement.
Betty giggled and smeared the jism all over his dick-head with her tongue, making it shiny and slick and damp with her own juices. Then she opened her mouth wide and dropped her head wantonly over the pulsing pole of Carl's aching dick, taking over half of his burning prick into her mouth.
"Unnggghhh!" Carl grunted. "Suck it, Mom! Oh fuck, that feels so good! Suck it off, suck it hard!"
Betty sucked her son's long, thick cock as hard as she possibly could. Her cheeks reddened and caved in with the effort of the blow job, her tongue laying furiously around the swollen head of her son's throbbing teenage meat. Immediately her mouth filled with the delicious taste of his cum juices, and she knew that she was finally getting what she wanted. Betty grabbed the base of her boy's fat pole and hornily began to beat him off, stroking his meat deeply into her hungrily sucking mouth.
"Oh, Mom!" Carl gasped. "Oh, God, that's good… I can't stand this… my nuts are so tight… I'm gonna blow my wad, Mom… suck my dick harder… oh shit… that's so good… suck my cock… suck it hard…"
But Betty knew that she didn't want Carl to shoot his cum in her mouth. There were few things she loved more than the taste of warm spurting jism, and she knew that in the months to come, eagerly gulping down his hot white cream would be a particularly special pleasure.
But right now Betty needed her son to fuck her. For a few seconds longer the uncontrollably horny mother sucked wetly away at the knob of Carl's cock, as if unable to make her mouth let go of it. Then she rose from the bed and frantically ripped off her sheer robe, leaving her voluptuous body naked.
"Mom!" Carl murmured. He winced and stared painfully at the rock-hard shaft of his twitching rod. "Oh, shit, Mom, I was about to pop off…"
"I want you to fuck me now, Carl," Betty whispered hotly. She climbed naked back onto the mattress and quickly straddled her boy's lean hips, wriggling her knees into the bed to either side of him and positioning her juice-seeping pussy hole directly over the cum-smeared knob of his cock. "I know you wanted to cum in my mouth, but we can do that some other time. Right now your mother needs you to fuck her very badly!"
Carl stared in silent awe at the swinging globes of his mother's huge tits, obviously transfixed by their white spongy firmness.
Whimpering hornily, Betty reached between her spread thighs and grabbed the throbbing pole of his massive dick. She fit the purplish head into the wetly pouting lips of her pussy and began to groan frantically with desire, feeling her beloved boy's naked meat pulsing against her bare pink cunt slit. Then with a gasp she lowered herself on top of it, groaning loudly as inch after inch of his blue veined prick slid into the clasping tunnel of her aching pussy.
"Unnnggghh! Oh, Mom, oh, shit!" Carl grunted. Wincing, he watched with a feverishly lustful expression as the length of his dick pushed easily into his mom's dripping wet cunt. "Your pussy… oh, fuck, Mom, it's so tight. I can't stand this! Your cunt… oh, God, my balls hurt! I'm gonna blow my wad, Mom, I can't fucking help it! Unh! Oh, Christ… unh! Unh unh unh…"
"Fuck me, Carl," Betty moaned huskily. She took the last thick inches of his throbbing tool into her fuck hole and grunted lewdly, feeling his delicious meat pulsing rhythmically deep inside her body. Then she began to grind her asscheeks quickly up and down, hungrily humping her hairy cunt onto the stiff implement of his cock.
Carl continued to stare at his mother's lush nakedness, letting his eyes wander wildly over her enormous bouncing jugs and the curly hairs of her pussy mound. Then his hands tightened into the globes of her naked ass, and his cock seemed to harden further within the damply clasping tunnel of hit hole. A second later he was bucking his hips rhythmically off the bed, reaming out his mother's pussy hole with long jarring strokes of his pulsing hard dick.
"Awwnnnggghhh! Carl… Carl… oh, Son, your prick… awww, yes! Awwnnnggghhh!" Betty's expression contorted with her lust, and her nipples hardened until they felt as if they would burst with their rubbery stiffness.
"I'm cumming, Mom," Carl murmured. "Oh shit, I just can't help it. Your pussy's so tight… sucking the cum right out of my balls oh, Mom, I can feel it now ahhhh, shit, that's so good… I'm shooting off now… I'm cumming… cumming…"
But the incredible experience of fucking his mother was more than the eighteen-year-old boy could take. With a sigh Carl arched his ass off the bed, thrusting the furiously pulsing meat of his hard-on completely into the clasping grip of his mom's tight pussy tunnel. Then the squirting load of his cum gushed out of his swollen dick-head.
It was the hardest jism explosion Betty had ever taken in her life. For almost a minute she felt her son's warm cum pumping deep into her hole, his balls emptying themselves completely as the thick white jism gushed up into her cunt again and again.
"Oh, Mom," Carl grunted. His head rolled back and forth on the mattress with the pleasure of cumming, his twitching pole oozing the final burning droplets of cream into his mother's body. "That was so good. I'm sorry, I couldn't help it… God, I came so hard! Fucking you… it's so good…"
"Keep doing it, Son!" Betty pleaded frantically. "Fuck me! Your cock'll get stiff again! Fuck me hard!"
It took Carl a moment to respond to his mother's wanton demands. His nuts were obviously dry now, and like most men he needed to rest a few minutes before fucking a second time. But Carl could feel his mother's wet cunt clinging deliciously to his blood-swollen tool. And the sight of her nakedly humping body was the most intoxicating thing he had ever known. Slowly, wincing painfully, Carl again began to thrust his jism-coated dick up into the hair-fringed lips of her pussy slit.
"That's right Carl, fuck me again, fuck your mother!" Betty whined eagerly.
Carl lifted his hands to the twin orbs of his mom's enormous tits, milking and kneading the succulent globes with his fingers. Then he took one stiff nipple into his mouth and sucked it hard. The shaft of his dick again grew to absolute stiffness deep inside Betty's gurgling cunt hole, throbbing wildly against the inner walls of her pussy. A minute later Carl was again fucking her as hard as he could.
"Awwww, Carl, that's right, that's right!" Betty lifted her swinging tits from the boy's mouth and planted her palms firmly on his lean chest. Then she began to fuck with all the strength she had left in her, making her, pussy slurp wetly around the hard length of his cock. "Fuck me, Carl! I can feel it, I'm gonna cum! Fuck your mother! Fuck me, Carl! Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt! I'm about to cum! Fuck me harder! Fuck meeeee…"
Suddenly both Carl and Betty realized that they were no longer alone in the bedroom.