"Yes, honey, fuck me with it," she gurgled. She arched her body sharply, wanting to take his thrusting tongue as deep as she possibly could. Jay began to piston it in her, and each deep plowing motion gave her exquisite pleasure. She sobbed with delight as her teenaged son tongue-fucked her, knowing that in no time at all he'd be as skilled a pussy-eater as his father had been.
"Oh, Jay, yes," she panted, "that's wonderful, honey, keep doing it that way, please."
Dee closed her eyes tightly and forgot everything but the fantastic pleasure she was getting from her son's spearing tongue. She couldn't stop her horny creaming or the lusty writhing of her body. She pound her famished cunt around the stiff slab of his tongue, and she clawed the bed frantically.
Jay felt his cock growing long and stiff and engorged. His mother's wild excitement was catching. He tongue-fucked her faster, harder, and she responded with shrill squeals of delight. His face was soaked with her oozing cream. When he felt her start to tighten her cunt around his tongue, he knew she was rocketing right to the brink of climax.
That was when he started giving it to her really hard. He knew by now that slow and gentle love-making didn't do much for his frantically horny mother. She adored being fucked hard, so hard that her body shuddered with the impact. The same was true of tongue-fucking. As Jay hammered his stiff tongue into her smoldering cunt, she went wild, moaning and clawing the bed.
"Unnnhhhh, baby, yessss," she howled, "give it to me really hard, Jay, don't stop."
The red-hot friction between his tongue and her cunt grew and grew and she teetered on the edge of coming, aching for release yet greedily hanging on to her pleasure. She never wanted the excitement to end. But finally she reached the point where she just couldn't stop the violent orgasm that rose from the smoking depths of her cunt and thundered through her body.
"Ohhhhh, baby, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" she wailed. "Ohhhh, my God, Jay, whahhhhh!"
Jay felt her cunt going into hard spasms around his tongue, and he thought how great that action would feel around his stiff cock. He eagerly tongue-fucked her through her climax, knowing she'd offer him the release he craved. She bucked and writhed for almost a full minute, then went limp and panting.
"Mmmmmm, honey, you did that so well," she sighed. "Now let me do something for you."
"Great, Mom," Jay leered, "here's what I want."
Hero to his knees and Dee saw that his cock was hugging his flat belly, stiff as steel and bulging with blue veins. Her lust boiled back as strong as ever at the sight of her son's hard prick. He grasped it and plugged about an inch of it into her cunt. Dee whimpered with excitement.
"Is this all right, Mom?" he grinned.
"Oh, yes, baby," she moaned, "stick it all the way in me. Fuck me, Jay."
Jay hesitated, just the swollen head of his cock lodged in his mother's steamy little box. He wanted a better view of the action. He'd really liked it when she was on top and when he fucked her in the doggy position, because then he could watch his cock at work. He thought for a moment, then grinned.
"Let's do it this way," he said.
He lifted her long shapely legs and draped them over his shoulders. Dee gasped, for now her entire pussy was exposed to his hot horny gaze. She couldn't hide anything, and she couldn't escape. Luckily that didn't bother her. She was just surprised at the boy's boldness and inventiveness. Of course that shouldn't have surprised her too much. His father had been the same way.
"Mmmm, honey, yessss," she gurgled as he plowed his stiff cock into her.
Jay almost came from that first thrust, it was so arousing to watch his thick cock spreading his mom's cunt lips and gliding into her juicy cunt. He snorted with lust and crammed his hard-on all the way to her womb. Dee cried out in ecstasy and soaked his prick meat with scalding cream. Jay began fucking her hard. He watched her big creamy-skinned tits wobble and bounce.
"Yesssss," Dee hissed, "do it to me, fuck hard."
She knew she presented a wanton spectacle, lying there with her legs held wide open and her face twisted with lust. She didn't care. All her modesty and respectability were gone. All she cared about was the fantastic pleasure she was getting from her teenaged son's pile-driving cock. The rest of the world could go to hell as far as Dee was concerned.
"Ohhhh, God, yes," she wailed, "fuck hard, Jay, make me come, honey."
Jay was much more in danger of making himself come, he was so aroused by now. He hammered his cock meat into her with lightning speed, fucking out of control. His balls felt ready to explode. He watched his mother's pretty face get more and more distorted with lust, and he knew his own face looked that way, too. Just as he thought he couldn't hold out another second, he felt Dee's hot little cunt going vise-tight around his deeply thrust cock. She screamed, and then she soaked his meat with a molten flood of come. He watched her ripe body convulsing, her big tits shaking. He groaned and started shooting his load.
"Umhhhhh, Jay, I'm coming, uuuhhhhh!" Dee howled.
"Take my load, Mom, aaaggghhh!" Jay bellowed.
"Oh, yeah, honey, cream me," Dee sobbed, clawing hard at the bed, "give it to mew!"
She had nothing more to hide from her son, no more modesty, no more restraint. The damage was done and she was committed to this incestuous affair. No matter what the rest of the world might say, she had to have Jay's fucking.
She couldn't live without sex any more and she couldn't exist without the pleasure her son could give her.
As he pumped blast after blast of sizzling come into her greedily sucking cunt, Dee sobbed in ecstasy, but she knew she was far from satisfied. She needed a lot more loving. But a whole long, delicious Sunday lay ahead of them, and Jay would give her what she needed.
CHAPTER FIVE
Sunday was as wonderful as Dee hoped, a marathon of fucking for her and Jay. Any normal woman would have been satisfied for days afterward, but Dee had had far from a normal experience with sex. After so many years without it, now she couldn't get enough.
She woke up Monday morning as horny as ever. Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do about it, because she had to go to work and Jay had to go to school. It felt like the longest day of her life. At work she kept looking up from her typewriter and glancing at the clock, praying it would be five and time to quit. After what seemed an eternity, the time came.
Dee hurried home through rush hour traffic and got dinner started. As constantly horny as Jay was, he had an even bigger need right after school and that was food. Dee intended to feed him a good meal as soon as possible, give him maybe an hour and a half to do his homework, then go to his room and fuck his socks off.
Everything went according to plan, at least up to a point. Jay ate everything in sight, then obediently retired to his room to do homework. Dee waited, trying to watch television, then read a magazine, but she couldn't distract her mind from the raging lust she felt. She breathed a big sigh of relief when it was finally time to go to Jay's room.
"Jay?" she called, tapping lightly at his bedroom door.
There was no answer. She called again and knocked louder, but still there was no response. Dee opened the door and peered into the room. It was empty. The lights were out, but from the hall light she could see that Jay had bunched pillows under his bedspread to make it look like he was sleeping. The giveaway was that he'd left the window half open.
"The little rat!" Dee shouted.
She was so frustrated, so pissed off, that if she'd had Jay in front of her right then, she'd have spanked him. He must have known how horny she was, yet he'd sneaked off to be with that little slut Tori. His mother's hot loving wasn't enough for him, obviously. Dee couldn't count on her son to be there when she needed him, just as she couldn't count on his father.