"Fuck me, Timmy!" Donna sobbed with desperation. "Ohhh, darling! I'm hot! I'm hot for your cock! Give it to me… to my cunt! Fuck mother, Timmy!"
"That's better, Mom," he said, laughing a little. "I like it when you beg for my cock."
"Put it in me – in my pussy!" Donna moaned, wanting her son's cock more than she ever had her husband's. Timmy, his excitement beyond control now, pressed the head of his cock between the steamy lips of his mother's cunt. Donna sucked in a harsh breath of air as her son's prick penetrated her cunt, spreading the hairy pussy lips. She wanted to thrust her hips up to him, to slide her pussy onto his hard cock quickly, feel it deep inside her. But she couldn't move. She had to wait, to move only when her son told her to. It was a struggle to lie still, her body shaking with hot hungers. She kept her arm over her eyes, her face burning with shame despite the wild sensations of her cunt. She peeked from under her arms, seeing her son's lower body pressing between her legs. The small tuft of hair at the base of his cock mingled with the thick hairs of her cunt as his prick filled her pussy. She could feel her son's cock in her, his balls resting against the cheeks of her ass. She couldn't swallow the moan that came from her, nor could she stop the sudden gripping of her cunt around the base of his cock.
"You like that, Mom?" Timmy asked, his cock stuffed into her cunt completely. He ran his hands about her stomach and hips and thighs. "You like my cock in your cunt?"
"Yes, Timmy," she said quietly.
"Wanna get fucked?"
"Yes, darling."
"Want to fuck me, Mom?"
"Yes."
"Then, God damn it," Timmy said. "What the fuck are you waiting for? Fuck me, Mom! Wiggle your fucking ass! Pump your fucking cunt on my cock! Fuck my hard cock with your hot, wet pussy!"
Donna pumped her hips.
"Yeah, Mom!" Timmy groaned, gazing at her cunt as she began to fuck him. "Fuck that cock!"
Donna was ashamed that she was churning her naked crotch up and down, ashamed that her son had his cock in her cunt, ashamed that she was fucking him so lewdly, and feeling so good. She wanted to pound her cunt violently onto her son's throbbing hard cock.
Donna churned her hips faster. She thrashed wildly, fucking back and forth on her son's cock, moaning as the sensations of ecstasy swelled inside her body. The moist sounds of her cunt riding her son's cock filled her ears. There were tears in her eyes again but this time they were tears of joy, of increasing ecstasy. She was no longer blushing.
Timmy grasped his mother's hips, jerking them upward and fucking his cock deep into her bubbling cunt. Donna began to grind her hips, smashing the hairy lips of her cunt at the base of his prick, his balls smashing her shaking ass.
"Fucking cunt!" Timmy yelped.
"Fuck me, Timmy!"
"I'm gonna fuck you, Mom!" he snorted. "I'm gonna fuck your hot cunt good! I'm gonna fuck you and come in you and you're gonna love it!"
"Yes, baby!" Donna sobbed, grinding hard into him as Timmy fucked his cock back and forth. "Do it to me! Timmy! Fuck mother real hard, darling! Fuck my cunt with your hard cock and come in my pussy!"
Timmy fucked brutally into his mother's clutching cunt.
"Keep talking, cunt!"
"I will!" Donna yelped, flinging her arm from her eyes and digging into the mattress with her fingers. "I'll keep talking! I'll keep fucking you! Mother's cunt will keep fucking your hard cock! Ooooooo, baby, baby! Fuck me!"
"Fuck me, you cunt!"
"Yes! Fuck you!"
"You love it! Don't you, Mom?"
"I love it!"
"You love my cock, don't you?"
"I love your cock!"
"My balls!"
"I love your balls!"
Donna sobbed with joy, her head twisting on the bed, her hair flying. Her eyes opened and closed, her neck taut, she banged her cunt up and down on her son's fucking cock. She lifted her feet, sliding her legs up his body, then her heels behind his neck.
"Grab your tits, Mom!"
Immediately Donna cupped her tits, squeezing them together, the nipples almost touching. She manipulated her tits, stroking them, pulling and twisting on her nipples. She dipped her chin down, shooting her tongue out, reaching for a nipple with it.
"Lick your tit, Mom!" Timmy urged, his balls slapping at the crack of her ass when his cock plunged deep.
Donna touched her nipple with the tip of her tongue, swirling her tongue about. She couldn't get her lips around her nipple to suck it, although she tried. Her eyes burned up at her son's face, her own lovely face contorting with the most amazing ecstasy she had ever felt. Her tongue ran about her lips wetly, her hands digging painfully into her swollen tits.
"I'm about to come, Timmy!" she screamed, her hips twisting in a frenzy, smashing her cunt lips at the base of his cock. "Ooooo, Timmy, you're going to make mother come!"
"Come. Fuck-face!" Timmy grunted. "Come!"
"Come with me!" Donna shrieked. "Please! Timmy, come with me!"
"I'll come, Mom!" he groaned, banging faster into her juicy cunt. "I'm coming in your hot fucking twat."
"Oooo, yes! Come in mother's hot fucking cunt!"
A shrill scream boiled from her throat. Her cunt contracted with wet tightness on her son's cock. The convulsions that struck her almost shattered her body. She lunged her cunt upward, drawing her knees back, crushing her tits with them. She screamed and screamed as she came, her cunt sucking greedily at her son's still plunging prick.
"Come!" Donna shouted. "Come in my cunt, Timmy! Oooo, please! Squirt it up mother's pussy! Come in my cunt, darling!"
Timmy's body shook, then went rigid. He slammed his cock as deep into his mother's gripping exploding cunt as she could, his balls smashing at her grinding, naked ass. His cock throbbed, gushing in her.
Donna screamed again when she felt her son squirting come juice into her. Her cunt seemed to grow tighter yet, the pulsing and squeezing motions sucking and drawing on Timmy's cock.
She held her cunt tight on his cock as he came. She felt each and every squirt, even the splashing of his come juice along the wails of her satiny pussy. Her orgasm wouldn't stop.
CHAPTER THREE
Timmy was with her all the time, never letting her out of his sight. Donna never went anywhere unless she first checked with Timmy. If she needed something from the store, she wouldn't ask him to get it. Instead, she would ask him if she could go herself. Timmy enjoyed this change in their relationship. He liked being dominant with his mother, loved to tell her what he wanted, and watch her obey him instantly.
Donna, too, enjoyed being told what to do by her son. In fact, the more he embarrassed her, made her ashamed of herself, the better she liked it. She found it very strange that she found sexual pleasure in being embarrassed, but that was the way she was. She enjoyed her shame, and the more shame she felt, the greater her orgasms.
"Come on, Mom," Timmy said the next afternoon, "Let's sit on the patio."
She stood up from where she had been sitting.
"No, not like that," he said.
"Like what, Timmy?"
She was in shorts and a summer blouse.
"Put on a dress," he said. "You're sexier in a dress. But no bra. I want your titties naked."
She went to her bedroom to change, and, just as she smoothed her dress down, Timmy came in with a pair of panties. He held them up. They were very tiny, with just two small patches of cloth with narrow elastic strips holding them together.
"Where did you get those?" she asked.
"I bought them this morning!" Timmy said. "They're prettier than those other panties you always wear. This is the kind you'll wear from now on, Mom."
She took them when he handed them to her. They were one size too small, she noticed. Her face burned with the idea of wearing something so revealing.
"Put them on!" Timmy said.