For long moments, Larry stood silently in the doorway of the bedroom he shared with his wife, the bedroom which at that moment was filled with the slapping sounds of wet flesh against wet flesh, and the muffled groans and moans of the ecstasy of orgasm.
Larry stared down at the horrifying sight of his son fucking his wife, and he felt consumed with rage. The bitch! he thought angrily, watching the way she thrust her hips up to meet her son's prick as they came together.
Jesus, Larry thought angrily, how long has this been going on? Fucking her own son! How depraved can you get? He clenched his hands into two balled fists, the veins pounding angrily in his temples.
And Norm! How could he do this to his own father? Larry was hardly able to believe that the teen who was pumping his lust-bloated cock into his wife's cunt was his own son.
Larry continued to gaze at the incestuously fucking couple who were lost in the throes of orgasm, their sweating, trembling bodies bouncing together violently, their eyes closed in rapture, cries of bliss escaping from their feverish lips.
Suddenly, Larry could remain silent no longer.
"Janet! You slut!" he roared, his face flushed with rage.
Janet's eyes flew open and she gasped with shock when she saw her husband standing there, staring down at her and their son.
"Jesus!" Janet cried, frantically pushing her son from her.
"Dad!" Norm yelled as he whirled his head around and saw his father stand there, clenching and unclenching his fists, his face contorted with anger.
"Yes, Dad!" Larry roared, knowing that he had never been so angry, so full of contempt. He had never before felt so betrayed either, and the fact that it was his own wife and son betraying him pierced him to the core.
"What-What are you doing home so early, dear?" Janet asked numbly as her son rolled off of her, his cock immediately shrinking, leaving no hint left of the lust that had consumed him a moment before.
"What are you doing home so early, dear?" Larry mimicked his wife. "You lousy slut! It's a good thing I came home early or I wouldn't have found out what a whore you are!"
"Dad, please…" Norm began but his father's rage-filled voice cut him off.
"You shut up, you bastard!" Larry bellowed, shaking his fist menacingly at his son. "I should beat you to a bloody pulp… fucking your own mother! What kind of depraved creep are you?"
"Please, dear, don't be so angry," Janet pleaded but as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized it had been the wrong thing to say. She had never seen her husband so furious and she realized that the best thing she could do was to remain quiet until he had vented his rage. Then, hopefully, he would forgive her. But God help me, she thought desperately, all I can really think about is whether this means I won't get to fuck with my son any longer. I couldn't stand that!
"Don't be angry? Don't be angry? I came home early with a surprise for you – to tell you that I love you and the kids so much that I've quit my job and taken an office job so I can be home more with my family – yeah, bitch, I came home early to tell you that and I find you fucking our own son. Then you have the gall to tell me not to be angry! My God, Janet, how should I feel?"
Norm opened his mouth to speak again, but his mother put her hand over his mouth to silence him and he grew still again.
"Okay, Janet," Larry said now, his voice low with restrained fury. "I won't be angry. And I certainly don't want to interrupt your sleazy fuck with your son any longer!"
Norm flinched as his father ref erred to him as Janet's son, and not his own.
"No, I don't want to interrupt you two lovers any longer than necessary," Larry growled, with a heavy sarcastic emphasis on the word 'lover'. "And I certainly don't want to upset you – either of you!"
"Please just listen, Larry!" Janet begged brokenly, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. But even if her husband had let her speak, the woman realized there was nothing she could say, nothing that would change the way he felt about catching her in bed with their son.
"Just shut up and listen to me because I'm telling you, Janet, it's taking every ounce of my self-control and dignity not to beat the shit out of both of you right now!" Larry said.
Janet and Norm both gasped and unconsciously they reached out to each other, holding on tightly, a sight that just served to inflame Larry's fury even more.
"Get this – and get it good," the enraged man continued, "you both disgust me – sicken me! Never in a million years will I be able to understand how a mother and son could fuck each other! That's sick! Depraved! And there's nothing in the world I want more right now than never to see either of you ever again!"
"But, Larry, our marriage…" Janet sobbed.
"Marriage? You call this farce a marriage? God knows how long you two have been making a fool of me! You've made a mockery of our marriage, Janet, and it's over! I'm filing for divorce!"
"Dad, don't do that, please," Norm said desperately.
"Stuff it, bastard!" Larry growled menacingly. "That's exactly what I'm going to do. I can't stand to be here another minute. I'm leaving now. I'll stay in a motel. Tomorrow, I'll see my lawyer to begin divorce proceedings. Now, don't let me keep you two any longer. Go right on back to what you were doing and enjoy it!"
And with that the man slammed out of the room, leaving his wife and son in a stunned silence, their mouths hanging open in shock.
For long moments, Norm held his mother while she sobbed hard in his arms. Then she took several shuddering breaths and pushed herself slightly away from him.
"Gosh, Mom, I'm really sorry," Norm mumbled, wondering what he could possibly say to make his mother feel better.
"Oh, Son, don't be. It wasn't your fault," she said, wanting to comfort her son as much as he wanted to comfort her.
"Not my fault? Of course it's my fault, Mom! If I hadn't been so hot and horny for you, I wouldn't have been in here fucking you, and Dad never would have seen us together like this."
"Oh but Norm, don't you see? We weren't doing anything wrong! We were doing only what was natural for us. And don't forget, it takes two – I was just as hot for you as you were for me," Janet said firmly, reaching out and hugging her son against her tits.
"I still feel as if our fucking each other was wrong," Norm muttered unhappily.
"No, Norm, no!" she cried fervently, feeling a rush of anger at her husband for making their son question his own natural desires. "You must never, but never, think that. Our fucking each other is just giving more meaningful expression to our feelings of love for each other, darling. You must believe that."
"But, Dad thinks it's wrong," Norm said in confusion.
"Oh yes, obviously he thinks it's depraved! He said that more than once!" Janet sputtered angrily. "But you know what, Norm, dear? That's his problem! You mustn't believe him, mustn't let his ignorant words make you uptight about what is so natural and beautiful. And most of all you mustn't let your father's jealousy drive a wedge between you and me."
"You think that's it, Mom? You think he was just jealous to find us fucking each other?" Norm asked hopefully, not wanting to even consider the break-up of their happy home.
"Of course he's jealous, and shocked, too," Janet said.
"You think he may come around?" Norm asked.
"I don't honestly know, Son. But whether he does or not, we can't let it interfere with us. Now come on, your father did say one thing that was very right on," Janet said, stroking her son's soft prick.
"What's that, Mom?" Norm asked, moaning softly as he felt his cock stirring beneath his mother's lewd caresses.
"Your father said that we should continue with our fucking, and I agree! Now, let's get it on!" Janet said, and she and her son laughed as she continued to stroke his cock, making it harder and thicker with each caress.
Mother and son pressed their mouths together, and Janet pried the teen's lips open with her mouth, ramming her tongue down his throat. At once Norm lanced his mother's mouth with his hard tongue.
They wound their tongues around each other and Janet suddenly felt her son's hard knee in her crotch, shoving her backwards against the pillows.
She spread her legs automatically, feeling even hornier for her son's cock than she had been before her husband had so rudely interrupted their incestuous fuck session.
"Mmmmm, Son," she murmured as she felt Norm's finger stroking her bulging clit. With his free hand, Norm kneaded his mother's firm tits, feeling them beginning to throb against the palm of his hand.
Janet felt her son's cock digging into her thigh. It was rock-hard now, once again ready for a good hard fuck, and she panted with desire, needing to feel it inside her again.
Norm beat his mother's clit mercilessly. He strummed the thick pulsing nub until it burned and throbbed, and all the while, Janet was staring down at his cock. She couldn't see all of it, but she could see the knob. It was red with engorged blood and glistening with a coat of her cunt honey.
Suddenly, Janet couldn't stand it anymore. She pushed her son back onto the bed and groped for his cock. She lowered her head and ran her tongue up one side and down the other.
"Ohhh, yeah, Mom," the teen gasped.
She flattened her tongue against the throbbing fuckrod. She sucked and licked and nibbled the tasty meat, smearing her pussyjuice and saliva all over his cock until it grew so hot and hard she was sure it would burst.
The veins that ran up the shaft were mottled blue and purple and pink and they were visibly pulsing. She licked it several times more, moaning all the while.
"God, Mom! That feels great!" Norm groaned.
The woman's tongue moved double-time up and down his swelling prickshaft. At the same time, she cupped her son's balls and caressed them gently.
Again, Norm stabbed his finger into his mother's pussy, fingering her tortured clit. Her ass was waving in his face as she faced his feet, sucking him off, and as he watched her every erotic movement, the teenager grew hornier and hornier.
While he kept rubbing her clit with one finger, he used the rest of that hand to grab a fistful of pussy and knead it roughly.
"Mmmmmmm," Janet responded excitedly as she continued to lick and suck her son's cock.
Norm groaned and moved his hand back and forth fast. Janet felt herself growing weak with lust.
"Better stop sucking me now Mom – or I'll come – and I wanna save it for your cunt," the teen panted.
"So do I, Son," Janet panted as she reluctantly took her mouth away from her teen's prick.
She stretched out next to the teenager, her tits thrusting high into the air. She spread-eagled her legs, bending them at the knees.
Norm released his hold on her pussy and gripped his mother's ankles, bending her knees back until they pressed into the rise of her tits, flattening the nipples out lewdly. With the woman's cunt completely exposed to her son's hungry gaze now, he moved toward her.
Janet moaned impatiently as she watched the hard tower of her teen's cock approaching her, and she began a slow, teasing motion with her hips, beckoning him forward. She moved her hips in slow, tantalizing circles, humping up and down just enough to turn him on incredibly.
"God, Mom, you're such a sexy cunt!" the teen gasped.
He moved forward so that his red glistening cock pressed into his mother's tight, throbbing pussy-slit. It thrust into her and lodged just inside the tight grip of her pussylips.
"Ohhh, Son, don't tease your mother – shove it all the way in, Norm, I need to feel it all inside me!" she wailed, pounding her fists against his broad chest.
"You really are hot, aren't you, Mom?" the teenager asked with a laugh.
"Unnhh, yesss, Son, I'm good and hot for your big gorgeous cock!"
Norm moved his cock back out, then thrust it back into his mother's cunt again, this time a deeper.
"More! More!" Janet cried, beginning to sob now. She needed so badly for her son to fuck her with the entire length of his huge spear of a cock, and instead he was deliberately playing with her, giving her his prick an inch at a time, and she felt as if she would lose her mind with sexual frustration.
"Harder! Harder! Fuck me hard, Son! Fuck your mother with your whole cock!" she begged.
"Oh, you want my whole cock, do you?" Norm grunted and this time, he rammed into her so hard she almost passed out from the combined pain and pleasure. Somehow, her son's cock felt even longer and thicker than ever before, and she was thrilled by the lewd sensation of having her pussy so completely stuffed with his hard, pounding fuckmeat.
"How you like that, Mom?" Norm asked lewdly, grinning down at his beautiful, horny mother.
His huge prick pushed her inner cuntlips back, pinning them to her fuzzy outer lips. And with his next thrust, he shot the full length of his prick up his mother's fuck tunnel.
"I love it, Son!" she gasped as her pussy took the full impact of the hard-thrusting fucker.
Again and again, the teenager shoved his whole cock in and out of his mother's cunthole.
"Yeeeooowww! Shiiiiit!" Janet screeched, feeling almost as if she were being raped by her son, and loving the sensation.
Every rutting plunge of her son's ramrod cock made the woman feel wilder and crazier with fuck-lust. She was all but climbing the walls with incestuous pleasure as she lifted her ass up from the bed and began to hump her crotch up against her son's, working with him to impale her hungry pussy on the stiff length of his thick prick.
In and out, the teen rammed his prick, moving forward a bit more on his knees to dig into his mother even deeper. He placed both hands on the back of his ass and pushed his cock into Janet's aching cunt with hard, relentless strokes that inflamed their passion more and more.
He fucked in and out of her and then held his cock in position deep inside her while he rotated it lewdly, making obscene circles inside her pussy.
"Unnhh, ohhh, God, that feels good, Son!" she gasped, digging her fingers into his muscular shoulders as they continued to fuck each other.
As he rotated his cock inside her, Janet churned her hips in circles in the opposite direction, increasing the friction of his prick against her cunt walls.
Each time the teenager pushed his hard prick into his mother's pussy, her hungry cunthole sucked at it, gobbling it up and drawing it deep inside her.
Then, just when Janet was sure they would come, Norm pulled his cock out of her and flipped her over onto her tummy. He roughly yanked her up onto her knees and grabbed her waist with his muscular arm, holding her firm and spreading her legs apart.
"Ohhh, yesss, fuck me like a dog, Son, I love it!" she said with a laugh that sounded as if she were on the verge of hysteria as tears of incestuous pleasure filled her eyes.
Norm slammed his cock into his mother's wide-open pussy again and again, grunting and groaning loudly with the effort of his savage fucking movements.
Gushes of pussyjuice ran from the woman's cunthole, soaking her son's fuckmeat, and then dribbling on down her quaking thighs, as she knelt there on the bed, being dog-fucked by her teen.
Janet's cunt muscles clutched at the teen's prick, caressing it, hugging it, not wanting to let it go. But she was forced to release it so that it could plunge into her again.
The sounds of their flesh-slapping fucking filled the room, mingling with their moans and groans of pleasure, arousing both mother and son all the more.
Each time Norm fucked into his mother, he buried his cock inside her to the hilt, his loaded balls slapping up against her gaping pussy with each stroke.
Suddenly, Janet felt an explosion tearing through her cunt and the next thing she knew, both she and her son were coming, his white hot cum flooding her pussy as waves of incestuous joy washed over her, releasing even more cuntjuice which lewdly mingled with the teen's jism before running on clown the woman's legs.
"Oh, Mom, I'll never stop fucking you – never!" Norm cried.
Janet smiled, relieved that her husband's narrow-minded tirade had done no permanent damage.