"Oh God," Donna groaned, sinking down on the bed and reaching instantly for her wet, sopping cunt. "Oh my God, it feels so sweet! Yes, yesss!"
She arched, shoving three fingers up the slick slurping sheath of her soaked pussy and sliding them in and out with furious pumping stabs.
Melanie had just gone home. Still hot and flowing with a mixture of cunt juices and saliva from the blonde's eager tonguing, Donna immediately went inside and flopped down on her big double bed to pick up where they'd left off. Her bikini pieces lay where she'd flung them, and a moan of sheer hunger tore free as she squirmed with her legs spread wide, finger-fucking herself to fresh orgasm with a series of wrenches that jammed her fingers deeper than ever.
"Baby fuck me, fuck me, yes! Come, oh my sweet God come! Uuunnnhhh!"
She wailed, immediately soaring to climax in a delicious frenzy as her handmade cock pumped in and out like the real thing. It was as if her unexpected session with Melanie had untapped a reservoir of pure pent-up sensation, releasing a flood of hunger that just couldn't be turned off. Her slender, lithe body writhed on the bed in the mid-day sunshine, her small, compact tits jouncing and her fiery pussy spasming up onto her hand as she reeled in fresh oblivion.
"Ahhhh – gggaaahhh!"
For what seemed an endless eruption Donna soared upward, coming hard and fast on her jabbing make – shift cock.
But all good things come to an end eventually. At last, with a gasping groan of sheer luxurious release, she slumped back.
It was as she lay there, still twinging in blissful fervor, that she heard the front door bang and Josh's feet pounding up the stairs.
"Hey Mom, I'm home! You here?"
Unexpectedly he rapped on her bedroom door, and she gave a startled little jump of guilty reaction.
"Mom? I'm back!"
"Yeah – yes dear, so I hear." Caught with her fingers shoved deep into her heated cunt, she tried to make her voice sound normal. "Did… did you have a nice time swimming?"
On the other side of the door she could practically see the infectious natural grin plastered over Josh's masculine face as he answered. "Sure, it was swell! Dave showed me how to jackknife, and tomorrow we're gonna practice some more. Well, I'm gonna grab a sandwich for lunch. Man, am I hungry after a swim!"
His footsteps ran off then.
Donna smiled hazily to herself, still leisurely gliding her fingers over her cunt to capture the last little twangs of satisfaction. Ever since his father's heart attack five years ago he'd considered himself the man of the house.
A sudden wicked notion made her smile widen with impish delight. What if he'd flung the bedroom door open just now, the way he usually did with the thoughtless unconcern of a naive teenaged son greeting his mother? What would her little man have done if he'd come bounding heedlessly into the bedroom and found his mom sprawled out nude with her legs flung wide and fingers stroking her drenched bloated pussy?
A little disturbed by that unmotherly thought, Donna tried to push it away. Melanie was right. She certainly was getting awful these days!
But the thought didn't fade away entirely, and neither did the tingling itch that still lingered in her cunt. With a sigh she rose, and in impulse slipped into her light summer nightie rather than getting dressed. Then, not quite sure of her own intentions, she headed for the bathroom.
The door was closed when she got there, and Donna felt an instinctive jolt surge through her pussy when she saw Josh's wet swim trunks hanging on the knobs.
"Honey, are you almost finished? Hurry up dear, I want to get my bath."
"Okay," his voice came back muffled through the door. "I'm almost done. I'll be out in a minute."
But Donna didn't wait. In a sudden motion that surprised even her she abruptly twisted the knob and swept into the bathroom.
"Sorry to interrupt, darling, but I couldn't wai – well!" She froze, staring.
"Hey!" Taken by surprise, Josh stood at the wash basin with the razor poised in his hand. As she'd expected he was absolutely nude, and Donna's gaze flickered down over her son's tanned, muscular body to settle on his limp cock.
It nestled against his hefty dangling balls, sprouting from a rich thick bush of dark fur and lolling preciously against his ballsack as he jerked to face her in astonishment, his ears going beet-red.
It was a moment neither of them had anticipated. Suddenly her cunt gushed with fresh juicy excitement, and Donna's mouth opened in a wordless hiss of breath as she took in his lovely bare prick, unable to tear her eyes away.
"Mom!"
Josh's voice came out in a shocked gasp at his mother's sudden appearance. Then, realizing that he didn't have a stitch on, he blushed even more deeply.
"Sorry to barge in, honey, but you don't mind if I get an early start, do you? I'm simply dying for a nice refreshing bath!" Not waiting for his reply, Donna went on in as normally as if she saw her son nude every day, carefully pretending not to feast on the sight of that beautiful cock.
"Uh, well…" his voice was throaty, and he coughed. "I guess not. I mean, if I finish my shave…"
"Oh, I don't mind. You just go right ahead, while I start my bath."
With that pretense of disinterest she turned away and reached down to turn the tub's taps on full blast.
Bending forward, Donna felt her nightie glide crisply across the smooth flesh of her under thighs. She heard Josh's shocked gasp behind her and leaned a bit extra.
The sheer material dithered over the firm thrust of her ass, momentarily exposing its tight creased cleavage to his gaze.
Josh swallowed hard, making an audible gulp. From where he stood he could see his mom's whole ass crack, its tight crevice tautly clenched as she bent, her dimpled asscheeks jutting toward him as if with an open invitation to stare. He could even see a tuft of fiery red cunt hair between her thighs.
He'd never seen his mom this way before, hadn't even thought of her as a woman like the women he'd seen in pictures. His reaction was unexpected and normal. His cock gave a little tug and he tried to force his eyes away from that unbelievable sight.
"Now darling, don't use up all the hot water. At least save a little for me!"
Well aware of his stare and taking full advantage of it, Donna bent even further forward to test the water that gushed into the tub. The motion perfectly displayed every inch of her cunt gash to him, and for the first time Josh found himself gazing straight at a real, honest-to-gosh pussy!
It was all pink and moist and puffy, trimmed in a rich red halo of pussy fur that dwindled to a slight fuzz at the puckered ring of her asshole. Her hairy cuntlips poached out, and he could even see the drooling velvet lining of her snatch peeking open like a small hungry mouth.
Even though it was his mother's cunt he was seeing, it made a pleasant ache shoot up from his balls. His bare cock twitched with life, and began to swell.
"There, that's just right." She held that pose just a moment longer to extract its full effect, then straightened to confront her son. "Now, if you're through I'll just – Josh, are you all right? You look so flushed, is something wrong, honey?"
Josh could feel his face burning and tried to hide it with a grin. "Naw, it's… it's just being out in the sun and all. I guess I got a little burned. Well, I'm finished now. You can have the bathroom, Mom."
He started to leave, but Donna's voice caught him. "Are you sure you're all right? Here, let me see if you have a temperature."
To his horror Josh felt his prick swinging up stiff and swollen to point right, at his mother's crotch as she felt for a fever, her cool hands sliding across his forehead in a motherly gesture. Oh man, he had a hard-on that just wouldn't quit! How could she not notice that.
Donna noticed, all right. She could hardly miss the prick that soared up to its full, quivering length, its huge engorged head brushing between her thighs and just barely managed to nudge its way beneath the border of her nightie to nuzzle delicately at her red cunt bush.
That brief intimate probe was like a hot poker that speared through her pussy, drenching it with creamy arousal.
"Uhm, you do seem a bit warm."
With difficulty she kept her voice casual, trying to hide the sudden turmoil of conflicting emotions that all seemed to emanate from her aching cunt, she had to face the fact that he was a man as well and it was definitely a man's cock that snaked up under her nightie now, as if actually sniffing out the nearness of a nice juicy cunt. Without taking time to think, she went on in a rush.
"I think you really have been out in the sun too long, young man. What you need is to cool off, and I have the perfect solution. Since the tub's already full and waiting, just hop right in. I'm going to give you a bath!"
"Huh?" Stunned by that statement sad confused by his guilty conscience and aching cock, Josh stared at her blankly.
"You heard me. No son of mine is going to get sick this early in the summer before he's hardly had a chance to enjoy it! You just get right in that tub this instant and we'll cool you off!"
He opened his mouth to protest, but changed his mind. It was a little humiliating being treated like a kid, but at least a nice refreshing bath would ease the horny swelling in his prick – or so Josh thought as he tore away form his mom's sexy presence and climbed hastily into the bathtub.
"Okay, okay. I'm in. Is that…"
He froze in mid-sentence, his head twisting around just in time to see the nightie slipping over Donna's head and drift to a translucent heap on the tiled floor.
"Well, you don't have to stare quite like that!" Her voice came out in a husky chuckle as she raised a trim tapered leg and lowered it to test the water. "I was going to take my bath too, and this seems a perfectly good way to kill two birds with one stone. Scoot over, darling. My goodness, there's hardly room for the two of us!"
Josh scooted and watched with frank amazement as she stepped in, giving him another brief glimpse of pink pussy slash beneath her glossy fur. Then she seated herself before him as naturally as if he wasn't even there. He had to spread his legs wide to make room, and his engorged prick popped up out of the water with a hard-on not even a mother could miss as Donna scrunched forward on her knees, reaching for a washcloth.
Her firm bare tits pointed at him, their rosy nipples spiking out into a pair of tempting buds that bobbled and weaved with hypnotic effect as she soaped the cloth down and set about doing just what she'd threatened.
"Now just lie back and rein while I do all the work."
"Come on, Mom." Josh tried to protest, but his words were weak, unconvincing. "This is crazy! I'm not a kid. I can do it myself!"
"Uh huh, just the way you went out this morning and got yourself overheated." She swept his argument away easily, already moving forward. Her knees spread out to straddle his waist, and as she slipped into position Josh abruptly found those perky dangling tit buds hovering right before his face, bobbling and dancing with almost blatant invitation. "You may be practically a grown man now, but you're still my son – and as long as you don't take better care of yourself that's just how I'm going to treat you! Now stop fidgeting so I can get to work or this bath will take that much longer."
With those words she began to soap his shoulders, pushing him back until he sprawled in the tub with his hard-on bobbing up more obvious than ever.
Taken completely off-guard by the whole turn of events, Josh didn't know quite how to react. He couldn't help staring furtively at his nude body as she ran the cloth over his shoulders in apparent concentration, tits looming just inches from his chest and lush flared pussy hovering above his cock with a directness that couldn't be missed. From his nearly-prone position he could see that her cunt was slick and moist, its pouting lips practically dripping with juiciness as she slid the cloth along his chest and arms, working it slowly down across his flat stomach in a soapy trail until it slid along the very base of his upraised cock. His prick gave a twitch in response, and his eyes bulged slightly.
Pretending hard not to notice his delicious hard cock, Donna swathed a path around it. "What we have to do first is make you more comfortable. You're too tense, Josh. And well, you have to admit it's pretty obvious where the tension's the worst. Here, let me see if I can fix that…"
Suddenly she couldn't stand it any longer. With one deft motion Donna's cloth-covered hand swooped around his cock and closed in a warm wet fist around its swollen thickness, squeezing lightly.
Josh groaned, twitching and unable to hide the lust – filled expression that crept over his face. "Uhh… Mom, I don't think that's going to help much. I… I can't get reined if you keep doing that…"
"Nonsense." Donna was getting a bit breathless herself as she encompassed that prick, feeling it pulse like a fluttering bird from beneath the wash cloth. "I know just what I'm doing, dear. All you have to do is stop fighting and let me do it."
She gave his cock another squeeze and it jerked up even stiffer.
"My goodness!" She couldn't suppress a little gasp as his big hardened prick expanded in her fist, its fat, sensitive head jutting up between her parted thighs with wagging enticement. "You really are growing into a man, aren't you? I knew you were sprouting up taller every day, but… well, I never imagined you'd grown this much!"
As she talked, her hand slipped from his soap-greased prick and trailed across his ballsack, caressing it as well.
It had been a long time since she'd held a man's balls in her hand, almost longer than she could even remember. Josh's balls nestled like a pair of huge tender eggs in the cloth, bloated and creamy with soap as she teased them with fading pretense. Her pussy was churning with juices, literally drooling for the massive veined prick that lurched and soared up beneath it. She had trouble keeping her voice controlled as she worked his balls into a lather, then slid the cloth up once more to grasp his wagging prick.
"There, doesn't that feel better? I know just how it feels to be a grown-up young man with all kinds of tensions that need just the proper care. You certainly don't have to be shy with me, you know. Just relax like a good boy and let me work those tensions out."
She couldn't resist the feel of her son's soapy cock any longer. Easing atop him in a subtle motion, Donna placed her hot, creamy cunt directly over his reddened prickhead and slowly lowered herself over it.
"Oh Jesus, Mom." Josh's voice was a hoarse groan of mixed embarrassment and lust as his prickhead nudged against her sopping pussy, jerking and lurching more erect than ever. "I… I can't help it. I get tense like this all the time, and I and especially now. It, huh, it just kind of happens, that's all!"
"I understand, honey."
Creaming deliciously at the first touch of that big scrumptious prickhead against her wet cuntlips, she stroked his rigid cock with long leisurely caresses, feeling it throb through the wash cloth. The strumming presence of that cock had her pussy gushing, aching to be filled by the hard quivering shaft of pleasure that trembled in her fist.
Donna couldn't have stopped herself now if she'd wanted to. Her cunt gaped open, seeming to clutch for the cocktip that hung below it. At the same time Josh gave a small twitch of his hips – and it happened.
His prickhead slipped between her cuntlips and hung there, a tantalizing captive.
"Ahhh…"
Despite her pretense, Donna's eyes flew open wide at that incredible taste of cock, the first she'd had in years. Its bloated knob dangled in the sopping rim of her cunt mouth, and she hissed in a delighted breath.
Josh's mouth dropped open and he gurgled a harsh grunt of pure sensation at the feel of having his pricktip lodged in a real, dripping pussy.
"Mom, I – oh shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean… it just feels so good."
Even in the midst of her own explosion of sensation she had to smile at the terrified, greedy expression on her son's face. "You… ahhh… you don't have to apologize, darling. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I… uhhrn… I told you I understood, didn't I? It's the most natural thing in the world for a man to be horny. And I know just what it takes to ease that particular tension… in fact, since we've gone this far I may as well show you… ohhh, oh my God – baby…"
She began to undulate, rolling his cockhead around the slushy entrance of her cunt and luxuriously working herself down on his prick in a screwing motion that stretched her pussy lips wide and forced out a long sighing gasp of pleasure as she settled on top of him, totally sheathing that hard cock in her cunt.
"Aaahhh…"
"Oh Mom…"
It all took place so suddenly that Josh could hardly believe it was happening. One moment he was getting bathed like he was a kid again, and the next he found his cock buried up his mom's pussy! Its silky vise clamped around his prick base like a sucking mouth, and he couldn't stop the burst of pure ecstatic pleasure that erupted from his chest.
"Ohhh – oh, fuck!"
"Yesss…"
Donna's green eyes hazed in sheer lustful agreement as she felt her son's enormous cock throbbing inside her, shuddering with sharp, spasmodic ripples in the clamped velvet suction of her pussy. Cunt juices poured along the base of his prick and soaked his hefty balls as she gyrated, shifting position to work his cock around and screw it in even tighter.
"Ohhhh, my… my sweet baby," she groaned, hardly able to cling to the dim realization that it was her own son's cock that was wedged deep in her pussy. "Does – does this make it feel better? Maybe if I just massage it a bit like this that'll make the tension go away… uhhhmmm."
"Fuck, yeah!" Josh gasped openly as she began to work herself up and down on his tingling shaft, sliding in a see-saw motion that bloated her pussy with stiff cock meat all over again with every down thrust. It was really, truly happening – he was fucking his own mom! Hell, she was fucking him! Oh man, he could feel his cock sliding right up into her pussy!
Abruptly his hands flew up and clung to her small thrusting tits, kneading the twin palmfuls of vibrant pink-tipped flesh as she glided lazily up and down on his massive stiff prick, luxuriating in the sheer hugeness of it.
"That's… oh shit, that's great! Fuck my pecker, Mom! Show me how it feels – oh hell yeah! Yeah!"
"Annnhhh."
Her answer was a throaty moan as she undulated, riding her greased pussy up and down with growing ferocity. It no longer mattered that Josh was her son. All that mattered now was that she was getting the very fucking she'd needed for so long, the fucking she'd gone without for five long years! Her flopping little tits seemed to burn in his eager clutching hands, and she bent forward with a surge of breathless hunger.
"Darling, oh baby I can't stand it! Suck my tits Josh, suck on my titties for me – hurry baby… please! Yes – aaaahhhh!"
Josh's head craned forward without the slightest hesitation, and in the next instant one of Donna's pert tits vanished in his open mouth.
She groaned blissfully as he instantly began to milk at her tingling tits, his cheeks drawing in and out with a vacuum effect that sucked up her small thrusting tit completely. "Oh ohhh darling, yes, yes that's it, suck me while I show your prick just what it needs most – ohhhh, oh baby yessss!"
Within moments she was hunching in a frenzy of rapture, caught up in the first fucking she'd had in too long. Her cunt rode up and down the length of his prick with slick slurping noises as she slammed herself onto every beautiful inch of that hard cock, urgently pumping for more. Water sloshed in wild erratic waves about them as Josh gobbled up the tit shoved into his mouth and clung to his mother's heaving hips as he arched in response, driving his prick home again and again.
"Ghhuurn… uuuhhhmmff…"
Donna soared to climax in a sudden chain of explosions that had her wrenching and sobbing in utter abandon, clawing her son's shoulders and urging him on as she plunged on his prick more furiously than ever.
"Fuck me!" she wailed, pumping hard and fast. "Oh God, darling, give it to me good! I need your cock, oh fuck that feels so good I can't stand it, I'm going to cum! Make me cum lover, make me – make – mmmaaahhh!"
Reeling and crying out in pure uninhibited joy, she surged in the first blasts of orgasm.
And that was all it took to overwhelm any fading inhibitions Josh might have had as well. Without warning his mom became a volcano of eruptions, reeling and pounding her sweet, tight pussy down on his cock as if in an effort to piston it all the way through her. His load of jizz had built to an unendurable peak, and with his mouth clamped on that soft hard nippled tit he hunched up with all his might, groaning deep, in his throat with oblivious need.
"Muhhmm!"
They both came at once, writhing in the bathtub with wet, bunching fury. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through Donna's pussy and she felt her son's prick twist and buck inside her with an almost-forgotten sensation. He whimpered and the first load of cum spurted deep up her cunt in a flooding fountain of release.
If any dim part of her had held back at the shameful reality that it was her own son's prick in her pussy, the first taste of cock cream swept it away. She lunged down as spouts of jism jetted up into her, thick and hot and syrupy streams of come that made her cum all the harder.
"Give it to me!" she cried, lurching on his prick for every drop. "Give me your come, shoot it in me! I've got to have it – oh fucking honey, that's riiiiight!"
Josh had never felt anything like it before in his life. Her pussy seemed to suck his balls dry in spasms of completion, pumping and soaking lip the dregs of his cock-load until at last he was drained like no amount of mere jerking off had ever drained him. He arched up in total delight, sucking the tit between his lips as if it was the last tit he'd ever suck.
At last, when their mutual orgasm had subsided to tremors of satiation, Donna slumped atop his used-up prick with a long, soft sigh of pleasure.
"Ahhhh, so good, so-o-o-o good…"
"Mhmmm – Mom." Her slickened tit slipped from his mouth, and he groaned.
"Mom, that was… ohhh, shit…"
Smiling happily, Donna felt his limp cock slide from her seeping pussy with a small plop. Then, dripping with cunt juices and cock cream, she rose shakily and stepped out of the tub.
"I… uhhm, I hope that teaches you a lesson," she said matter-of-factly, drying herself off. "Always listen to your mother because she always knows best. Now, didn't I make you feel better, just the way I promised?"
"Yeah," Josh grinned, taking in her nude, shining body. "Oh yeah, you sure did. But… well, what if I need to feel better again sometime? I mean, what if I get all tense again…"
They gazed at each other, mother and son. Josh's grin widened.
"Then come and let me know about it right away," she answered with a little mischievous gleam. "I want to be the very first one to know when you need the slightest attention. We'll think of it as… as our own special home remedy, all right?"
He nodded dazedly, still not quite able to believe it had really happened.
As she turned and headed for the door, Donna found that her step was lighter and more carefree than it had been in years.