Mom and me Chapter 1
MOM & ME
Chapter 1
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She was warm and snug in bed, and she had just been loved.
It
wasn't often that Chad put it to her early in the morning,
not
anymore. But that made it just that much better when he did
wake up
with his thing hard and eager.
Betty pulled a pillow over her head and listened to the vague
sounds
in the bathroom next door, where her husband was getting
ready to go
to work. She drifted back into sleep, relaxed and content,
knowing
that Chad still loved her and wanted her. His semen was still
sticky between her inner thighs, and she rubbed them together
in her
half awake, half-asleep dreaming. It was nice to screw
languorously, as if they were teenagers again, instead
of so long
married and kind of in a rut with their sex lives.
She dreamed on, safe in the dark of their bedroom, the curtains
tightly drawn to keep out the light. She dreamed of Chad
caressing
her body, of him pushing lightly and sensuously against
the cheeks
of her ass. So hard, his thing was, so nice and warm when she
shifted her tail and opened her thighs slightly so that
he could
slide it between her buttocks and let it nestle in her pubic
hair.
His penis lifted neatly against her vulva, the length of
it along
the length of her labia, and she squirmed against it, hunching
her
tail back against him.
Good, it was very good, and Betty was all soft and giving
in her
sweet dreaming, tender and limp once the distended head
of the penis
began to prod gently for the opening of her vulva.
"Ummmm, " she murmured aloud, sighed it between
her pillows, and the
tender hands fondled the cheeks of her ass, cruised up to
her waist,
one of them slipping under and the other continuing higher
until her
left breast was in its palm. The fingers teased her already
erect
nipple, tolling it between them.. Betty said, "ummmm",
again.
The knob of his rod pushed at the lips of her pussy, and Betty
felt
the spongy thrill of it, wiggled to help it fit inside. And
suddenly it was sliding on up into her vagina, very still,
long and
slim and lovely. One hand on her tit, one on her belly, he
pulled
her ass to him, and ground his penis deep, shoved it all the
way
home until Betty could feel his testicles all silken-haired
against
her thighs.
Somehow, it was different than it had ever been, when they
made it
together. There was a strange feel to his staff, a hunger
in it
that she hadn't known for some years now. It even seemed
to reach
farther up into her sheathing, even if it wasn't as
thick as she
remembered.
His cock worked into her, eased back out almost to the flanged
head,
thrust strongly back inside the clinging softness of her
cunt.
Stroke and stroke and the head of it churning, seeking,
pushing;
Betty moaned into the pillow, muffling the sound so she
wouldn't
disturb anyone in the other room.
Nicole was asleep in one bedroom, and her brother Danny
in the
other; it wouldn't do for their two youngest children
to wake and
listen to their parents screwing.
But-- it was different, different, and even in Betty's
dreams,
screwing Chad shouldn't be all that odd. His was the
only penis she
had ever known, from the time he first put it to her at sixteen
until now. so she ought to recognize the thrusting of it,
should
know the feel and length and heft of the meaty staff. She
had
screwed it thousands of times.
Betty's eyes came open between her pillows, and the
seesawing
movements of the cock within her vagina didn't stop.
Her clitoris
was throbbing, stimulated again by the satiny-hard passage
of the
stiff organ reaching in and out of her quivering- pussy--
again!
She wasn't asleep now, she was awake, and the hard cock
was doing a
fine job in her fevered cunt, lunging and jamming. The breath
was
panting hotly against the back of her neck where her hair
had fallen
aside, and the hands held tightly, desperately, to her
body, held
tit and belly. His pelvis surged against the cheeks of her
ass and
he tried frantically to bury his lurching prick impossibly
deeper
into her steamy cleft.
"Chad?" she whispered. "Chad-- did you
come back for seconds?
You'll be late for work dear." Then the voluptuous
rhythm of the
fucking really got to her, and her clit thrummed madly as
the sweet,
hot feeling centered in her lower cunt. Betty rolled her
ass and
reached down to take the solid male balls in her hand, to
caress
them while the swollen rod above hammered into her.
He fingers touched, recoiled and went stiff in shock. They
weren't
her husbands balls!! But the prick pounding so hungrily
into her
wetly responsive pussy was lifting her to an orgasm , bringing
her
up and up while the good felling spread from her clitoris
to take in
all her cunt, her cervix, her belly, and swept hotly down
to make
her anus draw tight in ecstasy.
"Coming!" the voice panted against her neck,
but softly,
softly, "Oh-- Ooohh! I'm coming!
Just as the first spurting of semen hurled itself wet and
hot and
thick into her spasming pussy, Betty Maddox recognized
the
whispering voice. She knew it as well as her own, better
maybe.
But she didn't want to know it now; her mind reeled even
as her cunt
drank thirstily of the man juice that kept flooding into
it. Her
mind said oh no, oh no! And her cunt said yes, yes, yes.
Betty's hand felt around, caught the wrist of the hand
on her tit,
caught the other one on the hand that was fondling down into
her wet
pussy where the length of that rigid cock was still buried.
She
turned her head, hissed back over he shoulder: "Danny!
What are you-
- oh, what have you-- how could you-- "
"Shhhh!" The murmur tickled into her ear. "Daddy's
still in the
bathroom; hear the shower?"
Heart racing wildly, the pulse beating in her throat, Betty
heard
the pelting of waster in the bath, only inches away from
her head
through the wall-- only inches from their heads!
"Don't scream, " Danny said as she clung
numbly to his wrists. "If
you do, Daddy will kill me."
"But--" she whispered back, "but-- but--"
Betty couldn't make the words, couldn't untrack
herself . She lay
there in her bed, her own bed shared so long with her husband,
and
she had Danny's thing up her. Her own son had just screwed
her,
sneaked into bed and slipped his young cock into her freshly
fucked
vulva while she lay in a state of semi- awareness.
And while his father took a shower only inches away!
She tried to pull his hands away, and he burrowed his still
hard
penis into her pussy, so that she could feel the oozing of
his semen
as it worked out of her inflamed slot. "Danny! I---
you--"
"Shhh, " he murmured, "shhh, mother.
Don't let him hear you."
Oh no, she thought dazedly; it was an impossible, unimagined
thing,
but the stark truth of it was not to be denied: her son had
his
prick in her; her son had streamed a load of come into her.
He'd
fucked his own mother-- and she had screwed him back, loving
it!
But not when she knew it was Danny's penis. She hadn't
realized it
was him; she thought it was he husband. She did, she did!
"Please, " Danny sighed into her ear, his staff
flexing within her
flesh, "oh please, mom-- don't freak out. Listen;
listen to me,
please, please, "
She couldn't yell. If she did, Chad would come roaring
into the
bedroom and find his son screwing his wife, Chad's
wife! He'd crush
Danny, fling him into the walls. Chad had a violent temper
when he
was aroused, and this-- this would make him crazy.
But she couldn't just lie there with her son's
semen leaking between
he taut thighs. Oh lord, she thought---it had been mixed
with her
husband's ejaculation. The idea made her head swim,
and the
drumming of the shower in the next room sounded like a thousand
arrows coming down on a tin roof. He hands fell limply from
Danny's
wrists.
Immediately, he dipped them into her crotch, cupping and
fingering
her mound. "Oh, mom, mom-- you don't know how
I've ached to get
into you, to make love to you like this. Years and years,
trying to
keep from getting a hard on whenever you brushed my leg with
yours,
whenever I caught a peep down your robe at those beautiful
tits. Oh
mother-- I love you, Love you!"
"You-- you can't, ' she said low and quiet,
just as the shower went
off. "not love me like this-- only as-- a son should
love his
mother."
A grunt came through the thin wall, and Betty pictured her
husband
climbing out of the tub, hair tousled and body dripping.
He'd shave
now, humming and whistling at the mirror, If he even suspected
that
his wife had another penis in her body- -
His lips touching her ear, his hot breath sending involuntary
ripples through her skin, Danny said: "I have loved
you like this.
It's wonderful, great-- crazy and wild as I dreamed
it might be. Oh
mom, you have the loveliest body, the greatest ass, and
your big,
firm tits.."
Her son began to move again, to slowly stroke again, and
now his
fingertips massaged her pubic mound, penetrated into
her labia,
touched her clitoris, and the combined sensations were
maddening.
IN the bathroom, her husband whistled the melody from an
old song,
something from their young married days, and Betty thought
that she
was going insane. She'd never dreamed of this, never.
Danny was
tall and slim, handsome and of course attractive, but for
her to
think of him sexually--
Ooohh, mom: your pussy is as hot and tight as a girl's.
It's better
than any girl's pussy, mother, -- oh, oh, hot and greasy
and your
cunt hair is so thick--"
He was feeding it to her again, stimulating her responses,
sliding
and poking, so sweet and so tender, all understanding and
knowledgeable. At seventeen years old, she thought, Danny
Maddox is
only seventeen years old, and he' screwing his mother
for the second
time, with his father only a few feet away in the next room.
She couldn't allow it to happen again. The first time,
she hadn't
known who was doing it to her, but now she did, and so it must
not
happen . IT was wrong and forbidden, and so sinful that the
act
itself was only whispered about. It was terrible--- and--
and so, so
thrilling. He was so young and hard, so beautiful and he
used his
thing as if it was an artist's brush and he was painting
a
masterpiece inside her vagina.
The bathroom door opened and shut. Betty yanked the pillow
off her
head so she could listen better as her husband's footsteps
moved
down the hall, and she sighed in relief. Then her breath
hung in
her throat; Chad had stopped. Now he was turning back!
"Quick, " she hissed, "get down, down---your
father's coming!"
Danny withdrew from her; she felt his hard prick slide out
of her
vagina and rake between her thighs as she pushed him down,
rolling
on her back to do so, shoving him away so that he keeled down
between the covers. There was not time for anything else;
Chad was
opening the bedroom door.
Betty lifted he knees, held them bent so that they tented
the
blankets, and she hoped that Chad wouldn't be able
to see well in
the darkness of the bedroom, that he wouldn't notice
the lump under
the covers she was doing her best to hide.
"Hey-- you awake?" Didn't mean to wake
you up, doll. Forgot my
watch-- it's over here on the dresser.."
Holding her breath, Betty watched the outline of him move
to the
tall dresser, saw him fumble over the top, heard the clink
of
metal. And she felt her son's breath warm and tingling
against her
thigh; his head was right there between her hip and knee.
"Go back to sleep, " Chad said, and came to lean
over her..
Eagerly, swiftly, she raised her arms and pulled his face
down to
hers, kissing him open-mouthed and with the spice of her
fear on her
tongue. Anything to keep him from noticing, anything!
"Wow", Chad said, "You keep doing that,
and I won't go to work at
all."
Betty let him go quickly, "Bet you're already
running late."
Lightly, he kissed her again. This time, she kept her lips
closed
and tried not to shiver as Danny breathed against her skin
beneath
the blankets. Chad said, "okay for now. I'll
try to get home
early."
"Fine, " she said not trusting her voice.
He was gone the, closing the door softly behind himself,
trying to
go softly down the hall so as not to awaken the kids. The kids,
she
thought-- one of them was still here in bed with his mother,
and he
was certainly no child any more. He was-- he was tickling
her
thigh, kissing it!
Betty held herself still, kept silent until she hear the
front door
click and the muffled sound of the car starting. The she
lifted the
covers and aid down into the musky dark, "you get out
of this bed
right this minute, Danny!" Your father-- oh lord,
but that was the
closest thing ever--"
"Yeah" Danny mumbled against her skin, "yeah,
close-- but really
exciting, hiding here from him with you helping me out.
It turns me
on even more, and I'm already so horny for you that I'm
about to go
off on the sheet."
"Danny Maddox! How-- how dare you? Don't -- on
don't do that. Get
up; climb out of this bed this very instant--"
His hand cupped her cheeks, and his mouth found her upper
thigh;
Danny worried her skin tenderly between his teeth. "I
dig it when
you're being the big mama, discipline and all. You
love me, mom--
that's why you didn't scream, and why you kept
hiding me form daddy
when he walked in here."
"of-- of course, I love you, " she hissed, "you're
my son and- I--"
"Not like that, not only that way, " he said,
nipping her flesh,
feeling her ass, his hot breath reaching up and up to stir
the wet
curls of her pubic hair. "This way, too, Mother. You
love me as a
man, as a lover, and that's how I want it, how I've
always wanted
it."
"Danny, we can't--"
"We can, " he insisted. "We will. I've
wanted to get my prick into
your gorgeous pussy since I was about twelve years old.
I've craved
you, needed you so much I almost went crazy. And this morning--
I
sneaked in to get one of daddy's shirts before he woke
up. And
there the two of you were, going at it, fucking each other
while I
stood in the shadows and damned near exploded"
Betty wiggled, tried to ease her lower body away from her
son's
grasp, but Danny only tightened his fingers and dug them
into the
deep, soft flesh of her ass. She said: "But he's
supposed to do it
to me; I'm his wife, and we're not too old for it,
and-- you
shouldn't have been in our bedroom."
He blew into her pubic hair. Betty shivered, sucked in her
breath,
tried to deny that the nipples were hardening on her breasts.
How
long had it been since Chad had done that to her? Too long,
too
many years and too much boredom in between.
Danny said, his face much nearer her mound now, the shape
of his
head rising bit by bit to poise above her crotch, "I
crawled around
by the trunk and hid there until daddy got up. I heard the
noises
his made in your pussy-- this pussy; I heard you whisper
how much
you like to fuck, and I had to hold my own prick to keep it from
splitting wide open."
"But Danny-- please; you-- you've done it to
me we'll just forget it
ever happened."
"Forget it? No way, mom. I'm just getting started
with you. Like
I said, I couldn't stand it any longer when daddy climbed
off you.
I just had to try you on for size, or go crazy. So I sneaked
in the
bed after he left, and I hoped you'd be sleepy and think
he'd come
back, that it was his prick instead of mine. At least, until
I
could get it into this marvelous cunt. Then I hope like hell
that
you were hot as you look and act, as hot as you sounded there
with
daddy screwing you; I hoped that once I got started fucking
this
pussy I've desired all my life-- well, you didn't'
yell. You
protected me. You dug being fucked by me, and we're
going to swing
some more. How and every chance we get, mother, -- my darling,
hot
cunt mother!"
Betty lay supine, shocked beyond belief. And before she
could
react, before she could slap down at him and order him from
the bed
he had soiled with his incestuous attack, Danny's
face dipped
between her thighs and he lifted he buttocks in both his
strong
young hand to hike her crotch to his mouth.
"nn-- nnooooo!" She moaned. "Oh Danny--
no; please don't-- no; not
me-- not your own mother; Danny. Oh son, son-- I'm your
mother,
your mother--"
He groaned into he labia, his lips caressing those still
dewy lips,
his face pressing down into the soft richness of her already
over
stimulated mound. She felt the sweet pain of his teeth,
knew the
darting of his hot tongue--
Her son-- her only son-- was going down on his mother. He
was
licking into her sensitive cunt, and there was no way she
could
possible stop him, except by screaming and waking up little
Nicole.
That would ruin everything, frighten Danny's sister
out of her wits,
bring down the wrath of Danny's father.
His tongue pushed into her cunt lips, and he opened his mouth
to eat
her, to suck upon her juices and those that had mingled within
her
torrid cavity. Danny pulled he lips into his own, and used
his
thick tongue like the thrusting of a penis, passing it in
and out of
her puckered labia. Stretching, his mouth, forcing it
wide, he drew
much of her vulva into it, then with a groan, pushed it back
out and
burrowed his mouth deeply into her spasming pussy.
His tongue found her clitoris. Danny curled his tongue
around her
little nub of passion, then sucked it lightly and lovingly
between
his teeth. The sensation was indescribably; lights flashed
behind
Betty's eyes and her mouth pumped for air. Somehow,
her hands had
strayed down and gotten their fingers entangled into Danny's
hair,
into his long, thick hair.
She couldn't hold back any longer. Biting her lip,
shoving down
upon ; his head so that her clit worked over his teeth, Betty
began
to roll her bell, to shift her ass in her son's hands
while he ate
lustily of her cunt.
"You---you-- oh, Danny!" she gasped "oh,
do it to me, darling! Eat
me up-- ahhh-oooh-- I haven't had it this way in so long--
ahh,
baby; oh yes, my darling baby, my son, my lover-- love it
for me,
eat it for me-- eat my pussy, darling-- darling!"
Danny sucked her the. Air escaped with bubbling sounds
from his
mouth as he sucked her cunt, drawing so violently upon it
that Betty
thought she was turning inside out, and hoped she was. He
pulled
her pussy with his teeth, sucked it into his mouth, chewed
upon the
rubbery rapture of her shuddering clitoris.
"I'm coming, " she hissed down at her son.
"oh, baby-- I'm coming,
Mommy's
coming!" .................................................
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