Peg's hips began jerking just as they had when Ben peeked in and saw her jerking off.
"Ben, I've wanted you for so long," Peg said breathlessly. "Longer than I realized. Maybe that's why I sent you away to school."
Ben didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything. Instead, he covered his mother's mouth with his again and shoved his tongue into it. They kissed harder than either of them had ever kissed before.
Soon Ben was sliding down to suck his mother's tits. He found that they made wonderful pillows. He could let his face sink right into one of them while filling his mouth with her big, stiff nipple.
He gathered her tits up in his hands, pushing them together. With her nipples pushed close to each other, Ben ran his tongue from one to the other.
"Ben, you're wonderful!" Peg said. "Ummmmmm!"
As Ben played with his mother's jugs, he kept one hand exploring her cunt. Now he had two fingers up her slit, and he was stretching the lining of that cave. Peg kept her hips gyrating all the while.
Ben's prick, still in his mother's fist, was longing to till the chamber his fingers were now swimming in. But there was something else he wanted to do first. As Ben planned his attack his head spun with lust.
But then it was time to move. He began sliding down his mother's body again. His prick left her hand and his face left her tits. His mouth was watering. But at the same time he wasn't sure he could go through with what he was planning.
"Oh, Ben," Peg sighed deeply when she realized what the boy was going to do.
Ben, shaking like a leaf in a hurricane, moved between his mother's spread legs. He looked into the cunt that was gaping in her crotch.
"Did you do this to Aunt Joan?" Peg asked with a trembling voice.
"No," Ben admitted. "I've never done this before."
"Oh, sweetheart," Peg cooed.
And Ben was bringing his face to her crotch. But before touching her wet cuntal interior with his tongue, he wanted to look into it.
He spread the lips further with his fingers. Now he could look right up his mother's cunt. He saw how her inner-lips came together to protect her cunt near the top. The funky odor of simmering juice was bathing his face.
Then Ben could wait no longer. He was practically drooling with eagerness.
Leaning forward, he stuck out his tongue. The first salty taste made him take, a deep breath. And that breath, laden with the mist of pussy odor, make him thrust his face forward.
"Ahhhhhh!" Peg cried loudly when she felt her cunt pierced by her son's strong tongue.
Ben felt the fatty lips of his mother's pussy spread over his face. His tongue was going wild within the pink gash. Without knowing exactly what he was doing, he moved his tongue all around his mother's cunt.
"Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh!" Peg gasped as her body twisted.
A few times Ben's tongue slipped from her salty cunt because his mother was gyrating and writhing so violently. But he held on to her thighs and leaned into her crotch.
Ben never realized a woman could go so wild. His mother was leaping and jerking around on the bed as though she were mad.
"Suck me!" she screamed. "I love it!"
Her words drove Ben on to even wilder cunt-lapping.
"I'm coming!" Peg cried.
Then with clenched teeth she continued wailing as her body was racked by waves of intense ecstasy.
With his tongue wagging in his mother's cunt, Ben held on to the wild woman. Although he'd seen several orgasming woman, including this one when he'd peeked in her window, Ben was amazed by his mother's antics. She was absolutely insane with bliss.
"Noooooo!" she wailed suddenly. "That's all!" With a mighty effort, Peg pulled herself away from her son's lashing tongue.
Ben realized that his mother couldn't take anymore. He lifted his wet face, wiped his mouth with the back of both hands, and looked, down at the devastated woman.
"Oh, God!" Peg whispered.
She was trembling and her body was jerking occasionally. She was breathing hard, making her tits rise and fall mightily.
"Are you all right?" Ben asked.
Peg laughed breathlessly. "Y-yes, s-sure. But, damn, that was a great cunt-lapping, honey!"
Ben blushed. He was shaken by the experience, too. Now he was more eager than ever to get his prick into his mother's pussy. But she was so shaken he didn't know if she could take it.
"Come on, honey," Peg said, spreading her legs and arms. "Fuck me!"
Ben couldn't believe it. She actually wanted more. He dropped himself on his mother's still-shaking body. After the cunt lapping, her cunt was soaking with slippery wetness, and it accepted his prick eagerly.
"Huhhhhhh," Ben sighed as he felt once again the glory of stuffing a cunt with his stiff prick.
His mother's cunt was a tight fit. The pussy he'd been licking now held his prick lovingly.
Having his prick in that tender trap was driving Peg right back to the heights of ecstasy. She was clutching her son's body with her arms and legs. Her mouth was sucking his tongue so hungrily, Ben felt an ache at the base of his tongue. But what was most important was the way her cunt was spasming on his invading prick. Her last orgasm had left her cunt caught in a perpetual orgasm. So as soon as Ben began pumping his shaft in and out, the woman was as wild as she had been a few minutes before.
"Fuck me!" she squealed. "Fuck me!"
And Ben did fuck her. He drove his hips up and down as fast and hard as he could.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Peg wailed.
His mother's pussy continued clamping down on his pistoning prick. The more the fat head of his cock stroked the tingling lining of her cunt-sleeve, the more the muscles in her cunt contracted in powerful spasms.
The way his mother was bucking and jerking beneath him made Ben's body ache with the effort of keeping up with her. He found that if he got to his haunches with his body erect above his mother, he could keep his prick sliding more easily.
And that position gave him a much better vantage point from which to watch her gyrations. He saw his mother's tits rocking mightily as she squirmed. He could watch her face reflecting the extreme passion she felt.
Before long, Ben's prick was ready to explode with gism.
"Ah, ah, I'm going to come!" he gasped.
Peg's face took on a new expression now. It seemed to Ben that she was trying to watch his face as he came.
"Ahhhrrr!" he growled suddenly as he was consumed by sexual rapture.
"Oh, God!" Peg cried. "I can feel you coming in me! I can feel your gism! It's so hot!"
Ben ground to a halt as his gism supply ran out. He collapsed limply on his mother's tits.
Only now that his lust was spent did he realize just how kinky fucking his own mother was. This was the woman who's body he had watched moving around the house under her clothing since he first felt sexual longings. This was his mother!
Peg felt the same way.
"That was wonderful," she said. "But I don't know why I had to fuck you. I'm glad I did though."
"So am I," Ben said.
"We must keep this a secret. Promise me that you won't tell anyone."
"Not even Aunt Joan?" Ben asked.
"Well, we'll see," Peg said.
Peg seemed to be thinking. Then she told Ben something that made his prick begin to stiffen again.
"I don't know if I should tell you this or not," she said, "but Joan and I were in bed together yesterday, before she fucked you. We – ah – had a real lesbian fling. It was wonderful."
Would the surprises never end? Ben wondered.
"So I'm more of a pervert than you imagined," Peg said. "And I don't know what's right or wrong. I'm just doing what I've always wanted to do, I guess."
Ben was speechless. He was sure of one thing – he was glad he wasn't wasting away at boarding school while his family was going wild with perversion.