"You can make me come this way!" she sobbed, shaking her ass. "You can make Mother come baby, oh baby! It feels like I've got hard cock all the way to my throat. Ooooh, fuck that ass. Frank! Fuck the shit out of Mother's hot asshole."
Arching her naked ass wantonly, Linda thrilled to the pounding of his cock; her asshole so stretched, she couldn't believe it. Yet it seemed almost too tight for her son to slide his cock back and forth. Each lunge from her son seemed to scoot her on the bed. She felt her head against the headboard of the bed, and she couldn't be scooted any farther. Each time her son rammed his cock up her asshole, her head banged against the headboard. She didn't hardly feel it. He was fucking into her asshole in a frenzy, and she could hear him grunt and gasp with pleasure. She felt his balls slapping at her cunt, and the insides of her thighs were wet with the seeping juices of her overheated cunt. Her tits jiggled and swung from the brutal fucking Frank gave her asshole, her nipples scraping the sheets. She groaned and sobbed with fantastic ecstasy.
"Ohhhh, God, God!" she cried. "Frank, baby… you're going to make me come! I don't believe it! Ohhhh, baby, it's so fucking wonderful! Fuck my ass, Frank! Drive that hard cock right up Mother's hot, tight, fucking ass! Oooooh, my cunt… my tits… my… my asshole! I'm on fire, Frank! Squirt it to my ass! Come in my asshole! Please, please come in my ass!"
With her asshole burning with the friction of her son's cock sliding back and forth, Linda was almost out of her mind. She screamed and swung her head about, smashing her face into the mattress. She twisted and danced her naked, uplifted ass violently. Every part of her naked body was vibrating like tight strings.
"Oh, fuck… fuck!" she screamed. "My ass! Oh, God, my ass… Fuck it, Frank! Mother's asshole… God, it's on fire and I'm about to go crazy! Give it to me! Ahhhh, beat Mother's fucking ass! Fill my fucking asshole with your hard cock!"
Frank was fucking vigorously, panting with effort. He stared at the way his mother's asshole clung to his throbbing prick. The tightness was strong, the heat exciting. His young balls boiled, very tight at the base of his cock.
Linda crushed her ass back onto him, his balls pressing against her hairy, juicy cunt. She flexed the ring of her asshole, squeezing his cock and screaming her ecstasy. Her clit bulged painfully, throbbing with sensation. Her naked body trembled in a violent way as her orgasm steamed about her body. She strained hard against her son, her asshole clutching and releasing the hard shaft of his cock. Her tits ached with swelling, her nipples ready to burst. She shoved her head upward, her eyes bulging. She let out a tortured screw and her body convulsed.
The orgasm exploded in her cunt, and the contractions created a waving, rippling effect on her son's cock. It seemed as if her asshole was trying to pull his cock deeper, deeper.
Frank couldn't take it any longer.
He groaned, pulling at his mother's hips, his cock as deep as he could get it. He lifted his head, eyes tightly shut. His balls twitched against her exploding cunt.
"Mom!" he shouted.
The quick gush of his come-juice shot up Linda's asshole.
Again she screamed, her orgasm growing in strength.
Spurt after spurt, his hot come-juice flooded into her asshole. Despite the intensity of her orgasm, her asshole clutched her son's cock, feeling the power of those pulsations that sent his sweet jism burning up her ass. The ring of her asshole clamped tightly about his cock, squeezing, draining him, pulling the creamy juice out of his tight balls.
Slowly, very slowly, Linda's pulsations began to fade. The contractions weakened, and she rested her shoulders and head back on the bed, moaning softly as her asshole throbbed around her son's softening cock. She didn't know how her son could remain on his knees after that violent discharge, but she felt him leaning against her naked ass. His balls still pressed at her cunt, but they weren't hard and full now. She listened to his panting, her face glowing radiantly. Tremors rippled about her flesh, tremors of gratification.
"Pull your cock out," she whispered. "But slowly. If you jerk your cock out, I might shit."
Frank giggled as he pulled his prick back, watching his mother's asshole hold it. As his cock dropped from her asshole, he watched her wring close, then it began to pulsate softly and gently. He touched it lightly with the tip of one finger, making his mother's ass twitch.
"God, that was something," Linda moaned as she shoved her legs backward, lying on her stomach. The cheeks of her ass shivered, then became still. "That was… God, I came so fucking hard!"
"Me, too, Mom," Frank said, his breathing coming under control. "That was a great fuck."
"Right up my ass!" she giggled, turning over and wrapping her arms around him, puffing him against her naked tits. She smeared his young face with hot kisses. "Who would have believed getting it up the ass could be so good?"
"We do," he said, running a tongue about her nipple.
"We sure do," she murmured, cuddling him close.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Why be so stingy, Linda?" Brett asked. "I'm not being stingy," she replied. They were sitting at her dining table, coffee before them. Brett had come over just as she finished with her housework, and caught her in a robe and with her hair up in curlers. He had begun talking immediately about fucking her mouth again. But Linda refused. Not that she didn't enjoy sucking cock, but she was starting to feel as though she belonged exclusively to her son. Her mouth, her cunt, and now her asshole, were Frank's. She couldn't use them without his knowledge. She even felt as if she had cheated on her son by sucking her brother's cock off the day before.
"If you can do it once, you can do it twice," Brett had said.
"Maybe I can," she answered, "but you know I've never been promiscuous, Brett."
"I'm your brother," he retorted. "What's promiscuous about that?"
Linda stared unblinkingly at him. "Brett, there was a time when you could have done anything with me. You could have fucked the shit out of me when we were in high school. You don't know how many times I wanted your cock in my pussy, but all you would do was jack off, with me holding your hot balls."
"I know." He smiled, finishing his coffee. "You knew you could have fucked me?"
"No, not that. I was just remembering how good it was then."
"But now, after all these years," she said, "you want more than me watching you jack off. You want blow jobs from me."
"There's nothing wrong with that, Linda."
"Probably not," she conceded. "But I keep remembering how much I wanted you to fuck me then, and you pulling your cock. Things have changed, Brett. Now you want something from me?"
"Listen, Sis," he said, sounding as if he was pleading. "You give me what I want, and I'll give you what you want."
"Oh, is that right?" She lifted an eyebrow at him. "So now you want me to blow your cock, so you're willing to fuck me, huh? A trade off, is that what you're asking?"
"It's a good deal." He shrugged.
"For who, me or you?"
"Both of us."
"I don't know about that," Linda replied. "I don't really need your cock, Brett. I can do very well without your cock."
"Bullshit! You need cock, Linda," he said. "I'm your brother, remember? I know how hot you are."
"Yes, I'm hot," she admitted. "But I don't need you or your cock. You could have fucked me yesterday, but you didn't. You put your cock in my mouth instead. Now, you want me to suck you off again. What about my cunt, damn you! Don't you think I like to feel a hard cock in it, too?"