Bobby said very little on the way home from the ranch. In a way, Brenda was grateful. So much had happened to her that afternoon – so many long cherished ideas about her son's and her own sexuality had been explored – that she needed to think.
She glanced at the boy. He was sitting very still, watching the sun set over the low western hills. She knew that he was feeling guilty, and more than anything, she wanted to ease his mind.
At last, she laid her hand on top of his thigh and murmured, "Something's on your mind, Bobby. Want to tell me about it?"
He shook himself, as if she had wakened him from a deep sleep.
"Nothing's on my mind," he protested.
Brenda smiled and turned her attention back to the road. "You've grown into a handsome young man, Bobby. Lots and lots of girls must find you attractive."
Bobby shrugged and looked out the window again.
"You know," she continued, "it would be perfectly natural for you to want to fuck them."
Bobby stiffened at the word fuck.
"I just want you to know that it's all right with me if you fuck other girls, Bobby." Now Brenda squeezed the flesh of his thigh and ran her fingers up his crotch. She felt the first stirring of a hard-on.
"You don't really mean that, do you, Mom?" Bobby was suddenly alert, a tremendous urgency in his voice.
"Of course I mean it."
"You-you wouldn't mind if-if…"
"If you fuck someone else? I just said I wouldn't, didn't I? It's perfectly natural, honey. And of course, the same goes for me."
Bobby's brows drew together in a frown. "You want to fuck someone besides me?"
Here it comes, Brenda thought, taking a deep sigh. "Darling, there's no one I'd rather fuck than you. But if you're out fucking other women, you don't expect me to sit home all alone, do you? Besides, making it with other guys will help me to appreciate you that much more."
Bobby stopped to consider this. "But Mom…"
"But nothing," she interrupted. "Bobby, it's not fair for me to keep you all to myself. You have to get out in the world and have lots of different experiences – especially sexual ones. Someday you're going to leave home, get a job, have a family of your own."
"But we'll never stop fucking, will we?"
Brenda smiled. A surge of lust welled up within her. "Of course not, darling. What you and I have together is something very, very special."
"Mom," Bobby said, his voice choking up in his throat. "I want to fuck you right now!"
His prick was fully erect, bulging lewdly in the crotch of his jeans. Brenda ran her palm up and down the hot, pulsing bulge.
"And I want to fuck you, baby!"
"Then stop the car. Pull off the road like you did on the way to the ranch."
For an instant, Brenda was tempted to do just that. Hot cunt juices were flowing in her pussy. Her heart was pounding in her chest.
"Please, Mom!" Bobby reached up toward her tits, seeking the richness of her tit-flesh.
The knot Brenda had tied in the front of her blouse had loosened, and at the first touch of his eager fingers, the blouse came undone.
Brenda's tits came bobbing into view, the nipples taut and distended. At precisely that moment, another car approached them on the other side of the road. The driver, catching a glimpse of Brenda's succulent tits, did a double-take and lost control of his car. With a sickening screeching of his tires, he plowed off the side of the road, landing in a ditch.
"Oh my God!" Brenda gasped, puffing the car off on the shoulder of the road. Hurriedly, she tied her shirt tails together, stuffing her tits back inside. "Poor man! We've got to go help him!"
"Naw! He's okay. Look. He's already out of the car, not a scratch on him."
"But we can't just leave him out here."
Bobby reached over and unsnapped the fly of Brenda's pants. "Sure we can. He'll get a ride. Besides, we have some unfinished business."
"Bobby!" The boy was tugging at the waistband of her pants, and she couldn't control the wild, fluttering excitement in her cunt.
"Unless you want the highway patrol to see me sucking your cunt, you'd better get us outta here, Mom!"
"Ungh, Bobby! Stop that!" Brenda's face turned a bright red. Her breaths came in great, ragged gulps.
Frustrated that he couldn't pull her pants down, Bobby slid two fingers beneath the waistband of her undies and began diddling her clit.
"All right! All right, Bobby!" she gasped, slumping over the steering wheel.
She turned the key in the ignition, and when the car started, eased back onto the highway. In her rear view mirror she could see the man standing by his car, shaking his fist at her.
At first she tried to suppress her giggles, but soon she was laughing out loud, her tits threatening to bob free of her makeshift halter again.
Bobby was tugging at her pants again, and this time, she raised her ass off the car seat so he could pull them and her panties down past her thighs.
Once her delicious cunt was in view, Bobby threw himself on his stomach so he could press his face to her pussy.
Brenda, still giggling, tried to push him away. "Wait till we find a place to stop!" she insisted, but Bobby was far too turned on to heed her.
When his soft, full lips pressed against her sticky cunt lips, she panicked, fearful that he would detect that she'd already had sex that afternoon. But he didn't miss a beat. Spreading her cunt lips wide, he slurped his tongue up her gash, then shoved his tongue deep into her pussy.
"Oh God! Oh God!" she wailed. Instantly, her pussy muscles contracted around his sleek tongue, massaging it as if it were a prick.
Brenda dropped her right hand to the boy's head, grasping at his thick red hair and twining it around her fingers. Through lowered eyelids she could see the road well enough to navigate, her left hand locked firmly to the steering wheel.
As the suction of her cunt increased, Bobby began stabbing his tongue in and out, fucking steadily into her. Her cunt cream, mixed with the jizz of the two men she had fucked that afternoon, had a slightly gamy, musky smell and taste to it, but this only served to turn Bobby on all the more.
"Aw, Christ! Bobby, Bobby – ungh!" Brenda groaned as she squirmed on the car seat, her sweaty thighs sticking to the vinyl. Every now and then, the bridge of Bobby's nose would press against her swollen cunt, sending sharp sensations of pleasure through her cunt and ass. Then her whole body would tremble uncontrollably, and her stomach seemed to jump into her throat.
Meanwhile, Bobby had unzipped his shorts and pulled out his prick. As he licked and laved and jabbed at his mother's pussy, he jacked on his cock furiously. Sometimes, he would strangle the shaft at the neck, so the head mushroomed up even larger than before. Then he would slide his fist down toward the root, twisting it this way and that, putting pressure on his balls.
As he got more and more turned on, his tongue shafted into Brenda's pussy faster and faster. Now and then, he would lose control and let his teeth sink into her soft cunt flesh.
"Aaaaaie!" Brenda yelped when she felt the sharp edge of his teeth.
She tightened her grip on his hair, squirming from ass cheek to ass cheek as she made the rugged climb toward orgasm. Her tits tingled and itched, straining against their confinement in her blouse. Her thighs twitched and her toes curled and uncurled.
She didn't think she could take much more when Bobby flicked in his tongue one last time, sending her over the edge.
She shrieked like a banshee, slamming the palm of her left hand down on the steering wheel, kicking her feet, so that she accidentally flicked on the high beams.
Somehow she managed to keep the car on the road, turning the wheel violently to the left as they veered dangerously to the outer edge of the road.
Bobby kissed her cunt roughly and continued with his hand job, determined to get off as quickly as he could. His hand shot up and down his prick shaft in a blur of speed, his face twisted into a mask of pain and lust.
Within seconds, he, too, was straining for release, and just as his mother managed to get the car back under control and released her grip on his hair, he bellowed into the wet edge of her cunt and shot hard, spilling cock cream onto the car seat and the floor of the car.
"Whew!" Brenda sighed, glancing down him out from the corner of her eye. "That sounded like a good one!"
Breathing hard, Bobby pulled himself into an upright position and looked at her a little sheepishly. He tucked his shriveled prick back into his pants and patted his mother gently on the thigh.
"Thanks, Mom. I really needed that."
"The pleasure was mine," Brenda laughed. For the rest of the trip, the two of them sat serenely, watching dusk set in over the landscape. By the time they pulled into their driveway, it was already dark, and they were very hungry.
Brenda heated up some chili and beans and they ate quietly, now and then looking into each other's eyes and smiling. A thought kept racing through Brenda's head, and though she dismissed it at first, it gradually became more and more interesting to her.
Finally, as she rose to clear the table, she said offhandedly, "What do you say to watching a video tonight?"
Bobby shrugged. "Sure. What did you have in mind?"
"Something dirty, of course." She winked at him, and his eyebrows went up.
"You mean with-with people fucking?"
Brenda was delighted at his obvious interest. She was sure he'd already had plenty of opportunities to see dirty pictures and magazines, but he was a virgin as far as X-rated videos went.
"Of course with people fucking, silly!" she said. "Now get the VCR ready, and I'll be back in a jiffy." She winked at him again.
The selection at the local video rental store was overwhelming, but after some thought, Brenda finally settled on a film. By the time she made it back home, Bobby was already undressed and sitting in front of the VCR. He had spread a blanket on the carpet and brought out the jar of cocoa butter.
"Hope you like it," she said, tossing him the cassette.
Eagerly, he pushed the cassette into the machine, and as Brenda undressed, the flickering image of a pretty brunette with big tits and a sweet, heart-shaped ass filled the TV screen.
Bobby whistled, and Brenda saw his prick tremble and begin to stiffen.
As the camera moved back, the figure of an athletic-looking young man with bulging arm and chest muscles and an enormous prick came into view.
Brenda felt a sudden stab of lust in her pussy. The man was so handsome, his prick was so big. Even the sight of the luscious woman excited her, and she imagined what it might feel like to touch those wonderful tits with their tiny, berry-colored nipples or run her tongue through the dense black bush that nearly hid the girl's thin, reddish cunt lips.
"Come on, Daisy," the blond stud said, grabbing his prick in his hand and shaking it at her. "Suck me, baby."
The girl smiled shyly at him and shook her head. But when he asked again, she nodded and smiled, kneeling down on the floor before him. Grabbing his cock at the root, she ovaled her pretty pink lips, then drew her mouth down his prick shaft.
"Jesus!" Bobby gasped, grabbing his own stiff prick. He followed the stud's lead and shook his cock at Brenda.
Brenda groaned with arousal. Keeping one eye on the screen, she crawled toward Bobby and put her mouth to his steely cock. Then she swiped the length of his prick with her tongue, pausing to give extra attention to the rim of prick flesh just below his prick head.
"Aw, man!" Bobby groaned, screwing up his eyes as he shuddered with pleasure.
At the same time, the blow job on the screen was heating up. Daisy's tits jiggled wildly, and her ass ground out a frenzied rhythm of lust as she bobbed up and down on the man's thick cock.
And then, just when she was beginning to deep-throat his magnificent prick, he pulled it free, grabbed the shaft, and bellowed like a bull as a thick stream of jizz shot from the head. The cum arched in the air, then came splattering down onto Daisy's face and tits. She whimpered in shock, but her lover merely grunted, jacking on his cock to drain it of every last drop.
There was something truly obscene about the way the stud's greasy jizz plastered itself to Daisy's face, and it really turned Brenda on. Unconsciously, she reached down and spread apart her cunt lips, dragging her finger up and down her moist cunt slot. Her groans of excitement were muffled by the big slab of prick meat in her mouth.
Meanwhile, as Daisy reached up to wipe the jizz from her face, another man came into view. This one was tall and slim and dark, his prick standing up menacingly from his rich, thick crop of cock hair. Curly black hair covered his chest and snaked up his thighs.
"Looks like it's my turn," the dark man said, giving Daisy a lewd, appraising smile.
"Rick – who is that man?" Daisy cried, her eyes opening wide with fear.
"Just a friend," Rick said, winking slyly at the dark man. "I told him what a good fuck you are, and he wanted to find out for himself."
"Rick!" Daisy cried, getting up and backing away. "Rick! Tell him to leave!"
Brenda was so excited by this new turn of events that she stopped in mid-stroke on Bobby's cock, her lips encircling his rubbery prick. Spasms erupted in her cunt as the dark man approached Daisy.
Daisy looked pleadingly at Rick, but he merely sneered at her, and then the dark man suddenly lunged at her, tackling her to the pound. Rick laughed.
The whole thing reminded Brenda of her rape. Her body went cold and then hot. A sudden thrill of fear and excitement raced through her, and her heart skipped a beat. Suddenly she knew she had to have Bobby take her, fuck his cock in hard and deep. And she would fight him – or at least pretend to. At this delicious thought, her clit stood up stiff, blood pounding in it.
She lifted her mouth from off of Bobby's prick and looked down with fascination at the sinister way it glinted with her saliva. Suddenly, in her mind, it was a tool of destruction. She backed away from him, slowly, her eyes smoldering with lust.
"Do me, Bobby!" she cried in a strangled voice. She lay flat on her back, her legs pressed together. "Hurt me!"
Bobby, who would never have done anything to hurt his mother, now approached her with a savage look on his face. His prick, so engorged with blood that it had turned a deep red-violet, hatched lewdly in front of him. As he knelt above her, surveying in her long, curvy body, his nostrils flared with passion. Then he threw himself on her, digging his nails into her thighs, trying to pry them apart.
The same thing was happening on the screen. Daisy was struggling beneath the bulk of her assailant, trying to keep her thighs together. But the man brutally pulled them apart, then grabbed his prick and pressed the head against the red gash of her cunt.
Brenda had stopped following the movie.
"Oh God, oh God!" she cried as she pounded her fist against Bobby's chest. Her clit was full-blown with arousal, and her cunt was aching to feel the boy's prick rammed in deep. But still she fought him. It added to the thrill.
On the screen, Rick dropped to his knees and grabbed Daisy's wrists so she could no longer defend herself. This gave his friend a clear shot. With a vicious thrust, he slammed his cock deep into her pussy, and she cried out in angered pain.
At nearly the same instant, Bobby wedged his prick head against Brenda's cunt, and she nearly swooned with excitement. All the delicate curves in her cunt ignited, and a quicksilver jolt of pleasure shot through her belly. She pushed against him, moving her pussy out of the line of attack, praying that he would counter her move and fuck in deep.
The movie goaded Bobby on. He glanced up to see the dark stud shaft mercilessly into Daisy's defenseless pussy, and with a quick, swiveling motion, Bobby managed to bring his prick head back in line with his mother's steamy cunt. Then, with a sudden thrust, he shafted deep inside.
"Aaaaagh!" Brenda cried. He was in her deep.
Bobby groaned deeply as the soft, supple walls of her pussy pressed in on his prick. Knowing that Brenda wanted him to force her, he moved his hands down her arms, holding them against the carpet so she couldn't pummel him. Then he pulled back and rammed his prick inside her again.
Brenda cried, "No! No! Stop!" But Bobby could feel the sharp contractions of lust deep in her cunt.
Their fuck action was paralleled perfectly in the movie. The dark man was pumping Daisy hard, and though she yelled and screamed, it was easy to see that she was getting off on it. Grinding her ass, and swiveling her hips, she was getting hotter by the minute.
Brenda thrashed her head from side to side, begging Bobby to stop. Sweat beaded up on her forehead and between her tits and began to trickle down. Bobby leaned down and began to slurp it up, rolling his tongue around and around the swells of her tits, making her sigh and moan and shudder with pleasure.
Brenda thought she would die from the excitement. There was no way in the world she could continue to pretend that she was not enjoying the fuck. So she let herself go, humping up at the boy with fierce desire, the strong action of her cunt muscles sucking his prick in deep.
The effect was devastating.
"Aw man! Oh, oh, oh! I'm coming! I'm coming!" Bobby cried. With a mighty thrust, he rammed his prick in to the hilt, unloading deep in Brenda's pussy.
Hot jizz spattered against the delicate walls of her pussy, triggering five, or ten orgasms in rapid succession. She howled and whimpered and moaned, slamming the soles of her feet against the carpet, tugging her wrists free of Bobby's grasp.
When it was over, she went slack, her body wrung out from an overload of pleasure. With bleary eyes, she turned her head toward the screen, and her lips quivered into a faint smile.
Daisy, too, was in the throes of orgasm, humping violently beneath the steady thrusts of her rapist. Weeping with desire, she ran her sharp fingernails down his back, leaving long, vivid marks. Finally, she arched her back, shuddered, and screamed with release. "All's well that ends well," Brenda sighed, running her fingers playfully through Bobby's hair.