"I'm cumming, Kenny!" she shouted. Her wet, hairy pussy made squishing sounds as her cunt sucked his steely prick. "Fuck me, Kenny! I'm getting off! Unnghhh! Oh fuck, Kenny, oh shit, I'm… I'm… I'm cuuuummmmiiiinnnnggggg!"
The spasms quivered exquisitely through her throbbing cunt, making her nipples throb and her asshole pucker as she came all over her son's dick. Kenny felt the contractions of her pussy muscles around his fucking cock, and he fucked her harder than ever, helping her through the apex of her cum. Diane was delirious with pleasure as she fucked back on him. She felt as if the spasms would never stop.
"I'm cumming too, Mommy!" Kenny cried. He grimaced as his cock again began to swell and stiffen inside her buttery pussy, growing even stiffer than before. "Fuck me, Mom! Unh… oh shit, tight fucking pussy ahhhhhh!"
Again it was as if he'd never cum at all. A white torrent of cum opened his piss hole, squirting heavily up his mother's cunt. Diane squealed as she felt the milky jism gushing into her. It filled her pussy completely, dribbling out of her hairy fuck hole around his cock, forming a puddle on the bed.
Then his prick began to soften inside her, and Diane finally realized what she'd done. Incest! She'd fucked her own son.
Kenny reached up to embrace her lovingly, but Diane pulled away. For a moment she just stared down at him with a wild, confused expression on her face. Then she got off the bed and started to back out of the room.
"Don't talk to me!" Diane shouted. "Not now! I was… so wrong, Kenny! We can't ever do that again!"
"But, Mom!"
Diane didn't hear him. Already crying, she slammed the door behind her and ran down the hall.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The rest of the day was one of the most miserable periods of Diane's life. She avoided Kenny completely; when he came downstairs to try to talk to her, she locked herself in her room and refused to respond to his calls. She felt horribly ashamed of herself for succumbing to her incest urges. She wondered how she would ever look him in the eye again.
Dinner was terrible, with Diane and Kenny conspicuously silent at opposite ends of the table. Penny, Mike and Harry obviously noticed, but Diane was grateful that none of them asked her about it. After supper she hurriedly cleared the table and went to her room, claiming a splitting headache.
She fingerfucked herself, madly and uncontrollably until the wee hours of the morning. She tried to will the desire out of her mind, but the mental image of Kenny's big cock kept returning to torture her. She wanted to suck his prick again. She wanted to feel him fucking her horny, aching cunt.
She wouldn't let her husband touch her when he came to bed, but at five in the morning Diane found herself wide awake and on top of him, his cock embedded deep inside her juicing cunt. Apparently a sex dream had prompted her to mount him in her sleep.
Harry awakened briefly when he felt his wife's pussy around his cock, and they fucked to a quick, torrid climax. But afterwards he rolled over and went back to sleep, and Diane felt more ashamed of herself than ever. Was she turning into a nympho?
She prayed that Kenny would go to school the next day so she could avoid a confrontation with him. But he didn't. At nine-thirty, after her husband had gone to work and her children had left for school, Diane felt incredibly horny and miserable to know that she was all alone with Kenny again in the house.
The minutes seemed to pass with agonizing slowness, and her horniness worsened. Diane stripped naked, went to bed and buried her fingers in her hairy cunt. She jacked off again and again, but no amount of cumming could satisfy her.
Kenny was alone upstairs. She could go up to him. He was completely willing. They could fuck all day long.
Then she heard the water running and knew he'd arisen from bed to take a shower.
Something in the sound of the running water set off a vision in Diane's brain. As clearly as if he were standing before her, she could see Kenny soaping himself under the water, his lean naked musculature, his fat cock hanging between his legs. The throbbing in her pussy became uncontrollable. Diane left the bedroom and walked upstairs to the bathroom.
The bathroom door was wide open. Diane stood in the open doorway and looked inside. The sliding shower door was translucent, and she could see Kenny's form through it. He wasn't just bathing. His silhouette showed a long thick pole rising from his groin. Kenny's hand was clutched around his prick, moving rapidly. Her son was jacking off.
Oh, fuck, Diane thought. I can't stand it… I just can't…
Her pussy was so creamy that she could feel the wetness of her fuck juices squishing between her bare legs as she crossed the tiled bathroom floor. She took a deep breath and pulled open the shower door. Kenny's face registered shock as his mother caught him with his hand stroking his big, stiff dick. "Kenny."
"Oh, Mom…"
They didn't have to speak. Diane's enormous tits jiggled as she stepped into the shower and slid the door shut behind her. She faced her teenage son for only a moment, looking intently into his eyes. Then she fell to her knees and regarded the wildly pulsing shaft of his prick.
"I… I want to suck it again, Kenny," she whispered lustfully. "Your cock is so beautiful. I want to put my mouth on it."
"Oh, Mom."
Kenny took his hand from his burning prick and placed it gently behind his mother's head. Leaning forward, Diane pressed her lips to the tip of his cock. The shower spray beat against her back as she kissed and licked the tip of his prick, thrusting her tongue into his cum hole, lapping up the juices that bubbled up from his balls.
"Suck it, Mom!"
Diane opened her mouth as wide as she could and lowered her head, cramming as much of her son's cock as she could take down her throat. Her lips closed in a tight circle around the center of his cock meat. She puckered her cheeks sharply, and started sucking her teenager's big, delicious prick.
Harry's cock was bigger, but the horny housewife felt as if her lips had to stretch even wider around Kenny's huge prick. Hornily she bobbed her head, fucking her face with his massive prick. His cock swelled and pulsed rhythmically in her mouth, becoming as stiff as a block of wood. Lovingly Diane rolled her tongue over and around the veined length of his prick, savoring the taste of her son's hard-on.
"That's good, Mommy!" Kenny's face contorted with pleasure as his prick responded to his mother's adoring lips. "You're gonna make me cum soon. Unh! Suck my dick hard, Mommy! Suck it as hard as you can!"
Even over the sound of the rushing shower water, lewd gurgling, smacking, slurping sounds came from Diane's wide-stretched lips as she worked on Kenny's prick. Faster and faster she bobbed her head, feeling the spongy puffiness of the cock knob punch the back of her throat with every thrust. Her pussy was dripping, warm and wet with lust. She was so happy that she had yielded to the temptation to join her son in the shower.
"Harder, Mom!" Kenny pulled her hair and rocked his ass, fucking more of his cock down her buttery throat. "I… I can't hold it back anymore! I'm cumming, Mommy! Oh fuck, I'm cuummiiinnnggg."
Diane felt his big prick lurch convulsively in her mouth, nearly wrenching her lips apart. Greedily she wrapped her fist around his throbbing cock and started to beat and suck his prick meat as hard as she could.
His piss slit opened; a thick ribbon of spunk gushed out of it, shooting down her throat. Diane missed the taste of the first delicious gusher of cum, but she quickly flattened her tongue just under the knob of his prick. Every other spurt of, jism gushed across it, and she whimpered contentedly as she relished the saltiness of Kenny's creamy cum.
His load was very heavy. For what seemed like whole minutes his cock kept pumping into her mouth, spraying her throat with hot cum. But Diane swallowed it all down, gurgling and gulping contentedly until she'd nursed the last drops of jism from the hairy sac of his balls.