She squirmed, backing to him. His penetration deepened.
She fingered his balls up into the palm of her hand and gently kneaded them.
He pushed in until he was flush against the hot swells of her buttocks.
"Ah-hh!" she murmured. "Sonny, you have no idea how wonderful it is to wake up feeling a cock push into me.
Holding her hip, he pushed deeper. She stiffened, moaning.
His prick was bathed in fire. There were little flutters, very faint movements of her cunt walls.
He stilled, studying the throbbing of his cock in her hot hole.
She said, "I'd love to wake up every morning being fucked. Sonny, you will sleep with me, won't you? From now on?"
"Yes, Mother."
"It will be so easy, no chasing around, knowing that at night you'll shove it into me, sure that when I wake up in the morning you'll be poking at my cunt. Sonny, do you love me?"
"Yes, Mother." He reached up her body to her front and cupped his hand on her breast. On her side, the tit had fallen against the one underneath. He fingered it tip and held the firm weight of it.
"I think you should call me Kit. You're grown up, now."
He frowned. "I don't know." In truth, he was fucking his mother, whom he loved, and because he loved her. To him she was not a woman named Kit.
She said, "Well, call me what you wish. Darling, fuck me a little, a few long thrusts-"
He drew back, then lipped in, sliding it up the curve of her cunt, gasping as the heat closed in. Her response was a shiver, a quick undulation inside, very gentle compared to last night.
He gave her several long penetrations, each time bringing his cockhead out into the coral mouth of her hole, letting it throb there a second before he again drove up into her.
She moaned in gasps that seemed to ooze out of her mouth, breathless, easy, spelling out her satisfaction.
He paused, asking, "Mother, do you like it this way, from behind?"
"Urn-mm! Do I ever! Though, I need pressure on my clit to come.
"Do you want me to get on top?"
"No, darling, I just adore this. And if I want to come, I'll just rub your balls on my clit. If that isn't harsh enough, I'll finger it."
"You mean, like masturbating?" He was surprised.
"Yes. I squeeze it, pull a little, rub it when I'm getting to the peak."
"I didn't know that women did that, I mean, when they're being-fucked."
"I do. I don't know about other women." Then she giggled. "Would you like to see it?"
She continually amazed him. He said, "I guess so. I mean, if you don't mind."
"Then, pull out, but wait. Give me a few more good ones like this. Okay?"
He rammed in, long, hard ones, and.Kit moaned loudly as he flattened her ass, digging in, boring into her, grunting with pleasure at the seething heat now sucking his cock and the lovely softness of her buttocks as he flattened them.
Finally he withdrew and pushed upright. His mother turned on her back and looked up at him, smiling, her eyes misty.
He avoided her gaze. He could not yet look directly at her.
She had spread her legs and inserted a fingertip in the upper part of her slit. He saw the glossy, pink little nubbin bend before the push of her finger.
Her hairy twat lips had spread out, forming an oval about her gash. Between her raised inner lips he could see her-pee hole and below the red rim of her vagina.
His cock gave a violent twitch. A hammering within him connected to his cock. He was very suddenly on fire. A minute ago he had been all calmness, shoving his cock into her from behind as she directed. But now- "Mother, I have to-I'm exploding-"
"Yes, darling." Her legs jacked up, drew back, her knees beside her tits. Her split gaped and her vaginal orifice raised. Below it he saw the knot of her asshole. Her arms reached toward him. "Darling, mount me. Honey, fuck your mother, just climb onto me and slide that beautiful cock into my cunt."
He thrust into her arms. Her hand, flat on her mound bush, turned up and received his cockhead, bent it down as he shoved, and, oh God, he was in, buried in her, flopping down on the mounds of her tits, tonguing into her yawning mouth.
She moaned into his throat and her legs crossed on his back, drawing him in.
He fucked her with jackhammer speed.
Her hip movements matched his, perfectly timed, an insanely fast rhythm, the beginning of a come. Yes, he was going to shoot his nuts off right now!
Feverishly he sucked his mother's mouth, whacked his cock into her squirting hole, felt it grab his rod and wrench it, strip it. Like last night, those thousand inner fingers were jellying as they squeezed and pulled at his cock.
His nuts seemed to rattle against her ass.
He cried, "Mother, I can't hold back! I'm going to shoot off!"
"Let it go, darling! Let it go, just fuck like crazy, screw me right through the bed, pound me, honey! Oh, FUCK ME!"
He was roaring, banging his loins into her juicy gash, his immense prick swishing up her into the suction, withdrawing as though pulling her cunt out with his cockhead.
Her limbs vised him in. Held as though in a fist, he strove with every muscle to blast through, to ease the load in his slamming balls.
Then he reared up and blasted.
"There!" he howled. "I'm shooting off!"
Her panting seemed to fill the room. She jerked frantically against him, her cunt sucking at his flying jism.
She was laughing and crying, moaning and shrieking, raising up off the bed and whacking her wet belly against him.
"Sonny, what a come! I'm coming all the way to my teeth, my toes and fingers! I am coming! Honey, keep on fucking! Yes, fuck me!"
As he blasted he realized what pleasure he was giving her. The understanding of it came in a flash, and he saw how she was thrashing about, heard her shrieks and moans, saw the joy transfiguring her face.
He sank his tongue into her mouth and she sucked it as he delivered his last charge.
There was a moment of silence, all movement stopped.
She held him trapped in her crossed arms and legs as he tumbled downhill from the peak of ecstasy.
Her body softened.
As he panted against her cheek she whispered, "Honey, I've never been so well fucked in my life."
CHAPTER FIVE
While her son slept, Kit toyed with his limp cock.
It was long and ropy, the head fat. She tucked it in between his balls and lifted the genital handful, sighing with pleasure.
She bent down and kissed the pulpy tip. It smelled strongly of her cunt juice. She lipped it, gulped it into her mouth, tonguing the split.
He stirred in his sleep, groaned, turned away from her.
She relinquished his cock and balls, sat up gazing fondly down at him. Yes, he had fallen asleep after shooting his load into her. She must go easy on him. He did not yet have a man's strength, though any man would envy his long prick, and the stony hardness of it.
Naked, she padded softly from the room, closed the door, entered the bathroom and squatted on the john to piss.
She gazed down at her thighs. The inner surfaces were scummy with dried cunt juice and jism. Her cunt hair was matted to a muck, the auburn color dulled. She had to bathe. But she liked seeing this evidence of fucking with her darling son. She forked her index and middle fingers on her lips, pressed, opening them, revealing the scarlet split just as the stream of piss squirted into view. Her bladder had been full for a half-hour but she had dawdled, watching Sonny sleep, fingering his flesh, his developing biceps, his strong back, his protruding, narrow buttocks, and then playing with his cock and balls.
As her urine hissed loudly into the bowl she nudged her clit wake. Kit felt alive and vibrating in every cell of her body.