"Mom!" the boy growled, humping madly at her flesh, chewing on her tit as if he wanted to bite it off. His cock dribbled warm fuck lube, getting her belly slick with it as his prick rubbed up and down.
She kept gasping, hardly able to control her voice. "Please," she breathed. "Slow down. Don't lose it."
Her boy's hand roved down, plunging between her legs. She opened her thighs, allowing her son to grope her steaming crotch. His fingers plunged into her open pussy and her hot juices poured out into his hand.
"Oh wow!" he mumbled. "Hot pussy! Oh Mom!" He worked his hand back and forth between her cuntlips, whipping up a froth. His finger slid into her pussyhole, wiggling, twisting.
Alice thought she'd lose her mind. She wriggled, groaning as her youngest son clutched at her saturated pussy. He pulled his hand away suddenly and brought it to his mouth. Alice watched in disbelief as her little boy sucked her pussy cream off his fingers, rubbing it on his lips and face. He even rubbed some on her tits, then licked it off.
It had become like a furnace under the blankets. Alice was sweating. The boy, though still damp, felt hot as a baked potato, his entire body having reached the temperature of his cock. He wriggled until he was lying flat out on top of her, then began to knife his cock between her legs.
"Fuck!" he mumbled. "Fuck!"
Alice's strength was going fast. She felt weak all over. She knew she wouldn't have been able to fight the boy off even if she'd wanted to. Spreading her legs wide, she lay passively under her rutting son, allowing him to do whatever he wished.
His cock found her cunt like a snake finding its hole. He jabbed once, ramming her clit, impaling his lube oozing pisshole on her hard pleasure bud. He yanked back immediately and thrust again. This time his six-inch cock fucked straight up her cunt. He shivered all over as he buried his cock in her pussy, as if he'd plugged his pubescent fucker into an electrical socket. He groaned with pleasure and Alice groaned with him.
She was fucking with her own son! She couldn't believe it! She'd never felt more wicked, more excited in her life. She squirmed under the boy, gibbering. She wrapped her arms around him, clawing at his willowy back. As he began to thrust, she shoved her crotch up at him, wanting to suck his entire body inside herself.
The boy's face had flushed almost purple. His eyes were glazed over. He lay on Alice with his full weight, rubbing his chest against her satiny, spongy breasts. His ass bounced up and down, his cock fucking in and out.
Alice writhed, twisting her head from side to side. "Oh God, yesss!" she moaned. "Oh Ricky, yes, yesss!"
His cock felt so hard, so hot, so exciting. His cock flexed and vibrated inside her cunt. Its glossy knob, glowing like an ember, jabbed into the sensitive folds of her cuntal walls, into the fluffy, nerve-rich fuckmeat deep inside her. She churned her ass, screwing her sucking pussy around and around on her son's pistoning boy-prick.
"Momma, oh Momma!" The boy was whimpering, humping, fucking faster, harder.
Alice was burning up. With a burst of frantic energy, she managed to throw and kick the blankets off them. Then her arms and legs wrapped around her son in the same way they'd wrapped around the young masseur yesterday. She clutched his skinny body between her thighs, thrilled as he struggled and labored between them. Her hands roved up and down his back. Her feet caressed his ass and the backs of his thighs.
Ricky bit her – first on the neck, then on the left tit. His teeth were sharp and nearly drew blood. She had to pull on his hair to make him let go. He licked where he'd bitten, then kept licking. Soon he was licking all over her tits and neck and face. He burrowed under her arms and lapped the sweat off her armpits. All the while he licked, he never stopped fucking.
Alice tingled wherever he'd licked her. Her cunt throbbed, contracting around the boy's prick each time it plunged in. She dug her fingernails into his back and her toenails into his ass.
"Screw me!" she whimpered. "Fuck me, oh God, yes!"
The boy shook more and more violently as he vented his lust between her legs. His prick felt like a steel branding iron inside her cunt, a relentlessly ramming branding iron. She knew he was going to explode into her at any moment. Rotating her ass, squeezing his prick with her cunt, she fucked her pussy up and down his plunging prick, driving herself toward orgasm.
Ricky clung to her, crushing her in a fierce embrace. He buried his burning face between her breasts, moaning deliriously.
Alice felt the first flickers of orgasm in her cuntal walls. She clawed her toenails into her son's contracting asscheeks.
"Now," she moaned. "Shoot it now, angel, shoot it now!"
The spasms overwhelmed her cunt. She clung to her son, grunting, jerking.
Ricky's eyes rolled back, showing only white. His prick flexed hard inside her cunt and fired. His jism squirted up her pussy. He shook in her arms, moaning, firing again, then again.
"Oh darling, cream me! Oh yes, oh God, yes!" Alice's hands roved all over her son's back as her spasming pussy milked the cum out of him.
"Feels so good, Mom," Ricky mumbled. "Oooh, ohhhh!" His prick flexed, vibrating with spasms, spurting his jism and filling her pussy.
"Oh, my darling!" Alice cooed, lying under him and letting him pump everything he had into her. She caressed him until he stopped fucking, then kept stroking him for minutes afterward.
"Thanks, Mom," he mumbled. "You saved my life." Then he sighed and fell asleep.
Alice pulled the covers over them. She lay under her deeply breathing son, enjoying the feeling of his still-hard prick insider her cunt. She was about to doze off when she heard the piano come to life downstairs. Shawn had come home and was beginning his scale exercises to warm up. She came wide awake, as if she'd been in a trance for the last half hour.
"Ricky! Ricky!" She shook her son awake, her heart pounding. God, what if Shawn caught her in bed with him! "Ricky, wake up!"
The boy clung to her, mumbling, and she had to struggle out of his embrace. As his cock slipped out of her pussy, he moaned.
"You're late for your paper route," she said, throwing on her robe and tying it with her back to him. "Get some clothes on and wear your raincoat."
"Who cares?" Ricky said. "I don't care about that old route. I wanna stay home with you."
"I'll get you some dry clothes," Alice said. "Then you're going out and delivering those papers. No son of mine is going to be called irresponsible." She headed for the door. "Wait here until I bring you some clothes."
"Mom?"
"What?" Alice made the mistake of glancing back at him.
He sat at the edge of the bed, jerking on his hard prick. "Let's fuck some more," he said with a leer. "I like to fuck."
Alice was tongue-tied for a few moments. She felt a wave of lust in her loins, wanting nothing more than to impale herself on her son's rigid, upright prick.
"Let's fuck," he repeated, almost hypnotizing her. "Come on, Mom, let's fuck."
She shook off her momentary confusion. "Stop talking like that," she said as firmly as she could. "You're getting dressed. And you're going to deliver those newspapers."
"But Mom, I'll get hypothermia."
"You'll get more than that if you don't quit arguing. Now sit there quietly while I get you some clothes. And let go of that thing, for God-sake! You're going to wear the skin off it."
CHAPTER SIX
Alice paced the floor of her bedroom, listening to the muffled sound of the piano music coming from downstairs. Her nervous excitement was so great that she had trouble thinking. She knew she ought to take a shower, then dress and make up the bed. She'd have to change the sheets. A puddle of Ricky's cum had formed under her crotch as she'd lain under him while he'd slept.
Burn the old sheet and pad, then put on new ones, she decided. No, maybe she ought to keep them – for sentimental reasons. Ricky had fucked her on them. I'm losing my mind, she told herself. First I fuck my own son, then I want to save the sheet as a keepsake.