He felt the wondrous, perfumed softness of his mother's naked body against his own as her deft hands stripped away his robe, and a violent electric shock raced through him.
Her hands were caressing his shoulders, his back, and her breath was sultry against his cheek. Jerry could feel the marvel of his mother's rich breasts against his skin, the miracle of her hard nipples boring into his trembling flesh. He was shaking, and couldn't stop, even when her deliciously shaped belly came sliding to his own, even when the damply torrid and curled silken hairs of her pubic mound touched his thigh.
All of Jerry's erotic dreams had turned suddenly, unbelievably, into stark reality, and the shock of it held him motionless, turning his muscles weak and his flesh rigid — all except the traitor limpness of his prick. It hung like a rag, unable to rise, while the rest of his body quivered in delicious anticipation.
His mother kissed him lightly and warmly upon the cheek, and then more hungrily upon the mouth, the feel of her mobile lips strange and thrilling, but not as much as the swift lancing of her hot, wet tongue penetrating his unresisting mouth. Her teeth clashed against his own, and Jerry's arms came up in reflex to wrap around Angela's slim, long body cushioned so excitingly to him.
«Here,» his old man said, «roll over, kid. Lift yourself up there between those beautiful legs. There — isn't that better? Don't worry about going soft; I scared you out of a hard, but it'll come right back. Wiggle it up against her soft, hot cunt — yeah, like that.»
He was positioned between his mother's plush satin thighs, breathless between the veed loveliness of her slender legs, his limp, shaft pressed against the enchantment of her gorgeous, forbidden pussy, taboo no longer, here for him, touching him, ready for him.
His prick began to lift slowly, and he dared to reach for the tempting globes of his mothers heavy tits. They came into his hands, the erectile nipples pink and throbbing against his palms, the rich mounds textured to his fingers, and Jerry squeezed them gently.
She took her mouth from his to whisper, «Play with them, darling; push down the nipples and let them spring up again, handle my tits all you want. Kiss them and suck them, Jerry; they're yours again, just as they used to be when you were a little baby.»
Jerry kissed the creamy column of her throat, and slid his mouth questing down to the ripeness of a breast. Lips trembling, he kissed one of the compelling nipples, then licked questingly over its beguiling tip. Avidly then, he pulled the pink faucet into his mouth and sucked blissfully.
«Look at that cock grow,» his father said. «I still can't quite believe the size of that thing. Baby, that huge prick should keep you occupied for a hell of a long time; you won't find anything else like it around here.»
It was true; Jerry could feel his shaft gorging, distending, reaching out to its full and eager length as the body of it thickened and the flanged head dilated. Long and round, it nudged along the smoothness of his mother's tremulous belly, and the stem of it pushed into the resilient mound of her dewy vulva. He was no longer scared, and even though he had watched the way his old man shoved the meat home into his mom's fantastic cunt, Jerry still wasn't all that sure how to go about it.
Lifting his ass, he poked blindly at the pulsating, mound, and his cockhead slid through the thrilling fur of the pubic hair, then back up along the silken skin of his mom's belly. She was panting heavily now, her hips moving back and forth in a sensuous ticktocldng motion, which made it more difficult for him to fund the entrance to her cunt.
Jerry flinched when he felt fingers wrap around the root of his stiff club, and realized dimly that his father had hold of him, that his old man was helping by guiding the cockhead into the eagerly pulsing and wonderfully juicy slit of his mother's pussy. He knew the kiss of her humid labia, the wondrous softness of those voluptuous cunt lips, and the tip of his knob was set into them. They were hot and slippery and elastic, a live and anxious little mouth surrounded by hair.
Grunting around the grip he still held upon her nipple, Jerry hunched and felt the knob of his prick push into her pussy, and his father let go the stem to say, «There, kid; you're on your own now, and you'll make it just fine. Give your mom a good, long fuck. I have to shower and get the hell out of here, or I'll miss my plane. I'd really like to stick around and see you pour all that hard cock to her, but I just can't. Next time, maybe.»
Jerry's massive prick was gliding slowly up into the softest, hottest, most slippery sheath he had ever felt. It was deep and it was tight, and enriched by a sticky flowing of pungent oils. The fabulous sleeve of it pulled his cockhead ever deeper, clasping itself around the following shaft, massaging and caressing greasily.
«Aahh!» Angela gasped. «Ooh, baby — Jerry, darling! Oh! Oh, it's so big and long and hard — I never felt a prick like this before. Oooh, honey; you're stretching me, stretching your mother's pussy wide. Ah! There it is — socked all the way home to the balls, and I can feel your glans pushing into my womb. Oh darling, baby — what a wonderful, big prick you're giving to me.»
Blissfully, Jerry ground his pelvis into his mom's padded crotch, knowing the snuggling of his balls into the uplifted crack of her opulently feathered ass. It was true, true! He really had his aching cock buried to the hilt inside the most beautiful, the most desirable pussy in the world. And his mom's cunt was even more than he had expected, more adorable and lascivious than he could ever have imagined. It gripped his prick like fondling, buttered fingers, sucked upon his cockhead like a thirsty mouth, and now she was grinding her pelvis into his, hunching up to him and lifting those supple, shapely legs to wrap them around his slender body.
Her ass swung and heaved, and that boiling pussy churned around his moving prick. Jerry fed his shaft back and forth into the hotly clenching hole still dripping with the added lubrication of his father's recent ejaculation, and thrilled to the gripping of her legs, to the squirming of her beautiful body beneath his own.
«Such — a — big — prick!» She gasped. «Oh, you're hitting bottom with every stroke, baby. Oohh — I can't stand it! You're too much, darling — you're making your mother come — come!! But don't stop — keep fucking me — oh, keep right on fucking me!»
He felt her cunt seething around his pistoning shaft, sizzling juices flowing copiously as his mother seesawed her crotch and twisted her blazing pussy greedily upon his submerged cockhead. She locked her sleek legs around the small of his back and tried to pull him impossibly deeper into her vagina as she crested violently upon the tidal wave of a tremendous orgasm.
Jerry obeyed her instructions, jamming his swollen club deeply and steadily into her adored snatch, shoving his gorged meat into the greasy socket of her fluctuating pussy, reveling in the strength and power of his prick. His mom loved his meat; she was coming on it, whipping her trim and lovely ass around in spasmed arcs, and he took hold of her thighs to spread them even wider, now slamming his shaft in and out with a fierce hunger he had carried for years, just waiting for this moment.
Angela grunted and twisted, beating the mattress with her fists and arching her slim body to take every corkscrewing thrust into her inflamed cunt. «Oh — you horny little bastard! Oh, you adorable bull! You're fucking me harder and deeper than I've ever been fucked before. Aahh, darling — darling! C — coming! I'm coming again, and again — oohh!»
He rolled his ass and held his cockhead into the voluptuous basket of his mother's vagina, feeling the swift onrush of the semen lifting from his convulsing balls. His knob flexed mightily, and a thick, hissing torrent of come roared out to splash into the slick pocket of his mother's pussy, bathing the walls with bubbling cream, flooding the entire trembling sheath.
Jerry had done it; he had fucked his mother, and she had fucked him back.
Chapter 2
He didn't want to ever take it out of her; his prick felt so wonderful, buried to the balls within the marvelous grasping of his mother's beloved pussy, locked tenderly into the greasy, hot depths of that previously forbidden cunt his father had fucked so often, this deliciously thrilling gash that other men had screwed, too. Now Jerry was one of them, and he vividly remembered his mom calling out in the throes of her passion that she had never been fucked so hard and so deep.
The come inundating that precious vagina was mixed, his own bubbling juices blended with the thick jism of his dad, and luxuriously, Jerry wiggled his swollen cockhead into the syrupy puddle of creams. He moved his narrow chest back and forth across the luscious moundings of her magnificent breasts, feeling the stiffness of her yielding
