Shaking with excitement, he drew slowly back until he was almost free of her clinging asshole. With one quick thrust he sent his aching cock into Peggy's brown depths until his balls slapped the drooling mouth of her cunt.
"Unhhh!" Peggy groaned and woke up, and Tommy shifted his hands up to her heavy tits, gripping and squeezing the big balls of flesh until her brown nipples hardened.
"Oh, Tommy! What… unhh! What are you doing? You're in the wrong… uhh… hole!"
"Oh. Mom, it's great! Your ass is hotter and tighter than your cunt! Don't you like it? I'm all the way up your bung!"
"It… it burns, Tommy!" Peggy wailed.
"Jeez, it burns me, too, Mom, but it's great!" He pounded her gripping shit-sheath with boyish enthusiasm, and soon found that she was hunching back to meet his thrusts.
The buggering hurt Peggy, but the thrills it gave her dripping cunt made the pain bearable. Even her clit was stretching from under its fleshy hood, bobbing into the cool air. Her asshole felt full and rippled continuously with involuntary shitting spasms.
"Oh, God, Tommy!" Peggy cried. "Rub my clit! Fuck me harder! Hurt me, pound my ass with that fat cock of yours! That's it, harder! Don't stop, keep on fucking me! I want to feel your hot cum filling my ass!"
Tommy mauled his mother's clit with one hand and twisted a far brown nipple with the other. His cock made sucking, sloshing sounds in her foamy asshole, exciting them both. Her son, her teenage boy, was cornholing her, and making her enjoy it!
The pleasure built slowly in Peggy's body, but soon the heat radiating from her clit met the heat spreading from her stretched asshole and made her whimper. She went all soft and turned until she was on her stomach and Tommy's weight was pressing her creaming cunt into her busily working hand. His own were once again clutching her big boobs.
"Ohhhh," she sighed contentedly, slowly lifting and swinging her ass to meet her son's long thrusts. His hands on her fleshy tits, and her fingers in her cunt, made the cock in her asshole not only bearable, but enjoyable.
Tommy slapped her rippling asscheeks with his belly, enjoying the slick tightness of his mother's rhythmically nipping shitter. His fat, cum-filled nuts bounced between his spread legs, striking both of them. He could tell he was near cumming, for they were drawing up toward the root of his cock with each thrust. His mother's hot, rubbery asshole was driving him crazy!
"Oh. God, Tommy!" she cried suddenly. "I'm cumming!"
The boy watched his mother bury her face in the sheets and make clawing motions with her hands. Her muffled whimpers were music to his ears as she slammed her shaking buns hard against his belly.
"Ahhhh," he groaned, feeling her shiver inside, the walls of her shit-chute grasping and tugging at his buried meat. Her insides were squeezing him with their hot, silky wetness, massaging his hard prick unmercifully. His cock felt heavy, weighted down, and the tip burned with a new fire. Then he felt it swell, spreading the smooth walls of her ass as his aching balls exploded.
"Ahhh, Jeez! Arghh! Unghh!" Tommy's hips slammed down, burying his jerking, spewing cock in the heat of his mother's ass until he could feel his hairs rubbing around the stretched ring of her asshole.
"Ahh! Aghh! Uhhh…" The teenager's hot load seared Peggy's bowels, and she felt her ass squeeze tight around her son's prick with an involuntary spasm. She rubbed her clit harder, trying to prolong the ecstasy of her climax. Wailing, jerking her hips against his groin, she climbed higher and higher as the boy hosed out her ass.
With the release of her tension, some of the pain returned, and Peggy's muscular bung nipped Tommy's still-spraying prick harshly. He groaned, and felt his cock going soft it was still buried in her to its root, swimming in the dyer of cum he'd flooded her with, and he sank onto her sweaty back, gasping for breath and whispering his love.
The incestuous couple relaxed like that for a while, bathed by the bright morning sun. When Tommy said he was hungry, Peggy suggested they slowly roll until she was on top, her back against his chest. The boy hugged her tight and turned, and Peggy eased herself slowly off his limp prick. The moment he was out, a stream of cum ran from her loosened bung and coated his cock and balls. Peggy wiped her ass with the sheet. "Now that that's out of the way," she said, facing him, "I'll serve you breakfast." And she knee-walked over his chest and straddled his face.
Tommy looked up into his mother's wet, open gash. The dark hair surrounding the pink meat made a lovely sight. "I'm real hungry this morning, Mom," he said, and stuck out his tongue.
Peggy squatted, impaling herself with a groan, and began to slowly circle her ass. The hot, active tongue in her wet cunt was making her dizzy with passion. Her son's tongue! She knew her twat was drooling all over him, running down the curled length of his tongue, coating his lips and cheeks, and soaking the sheets by his ears.
Tommy clutched the soft cheeks of her ass with both hands and wriggled and fluttered his tongue. The way his mother responded, he knew he was doing the right thing. He felt her plump buns quiver under his cupping palms as she shifted her ass, bringing her distended clit down to his lips.
"Aghh!" Peggy cried, falling forward to let the bedrail support her weight. He'd sucked her clitty right into his mouth, gently holding it between his teeth while his tongue lapped around it.
The funky, exciting odor of his mother's crotch made Tommy eager to eat her out, even if he couldn't cum this way. The smell of her hot twat and well-fucked asshole was, he thought, the way all women should smell.
"Mmmmnm," Peggy sighed as her son rested a bit, and idly sucked on her swollen clitty. His tongue was beginning to ache, so he pulled on his mother's slippery nub with his lips, bobbing his head as if he were sucking a cock.
When Peggy's ass tensed, Tommy knew she was about to cum, and he lashed out furiously with his tongue, giving her quivering clit a real workout. He held her buns tightly as she moaned and writhed through another big climax.
Later, Peggy tottered from the bed, streams of cum streaking her full inner thighs and the curves of her plump, white ass. She looked at her handsome son. He was coated with a shiny, sticky residue from his forehead to his upper chest, and from his belly to his knees. God! she thought.
What animals we are!
"Jeez, Mom!" Tommy groaned. "Look at the time!" He staggered from the bed as unsteadily as she had, and headed for the bathroom. They'd been fucking and sucking for three hours!
CHAPTER FIVE
"Uh, Mom?" Billy asked as his mother ate breakfast. "Would you pick up a magazine for me? The guy in the store won't sell it to me…"
"He won't?" Ingrid asked, her full lips tightening with suspicion. "Why not?"
"Uh, I guess I'm not old enough to buy Hustler," he said, his face reddening. But he had to start somewhere. The idea was to let his mother know that he was interested in girls, and specifically in her.
"Billy! You aren't to even think of that filthy magazine!"
"But Mom," he protested. "I'm the only guy in class who doesn't know what a girl looks like! They tease me something awful!"
"I don't want to hear any more about it!" was Ingrid's final word on the subject.
Billy's mother was the blonde, robust daughter of Scandinavian immigrants. They'd imparted their belief that sex was normal and healthy to her early in life, but she felt Billy was just too young.
Two years before her divorce, Ingrid had stopped sleeping with her husband. It hadn't been easy, for hers was a body created for love, and she had grown used to having her bulging, smooth shaven pussy stuffed full of throbbing cock every night. So sex was never far from her thoughts. Eight years was, after all, a long time.