'Why don't you just put it back in my cunt again, honey,' she said soothingly. 'Or maybe in my rear if you want. I like that, too.'
'No!' he said stubbornly. 'I want to see you put something like a — I dunno — a cucumber or a bottle or something up there while I get ready. If you don't let me, I'll go tell Jerry!' He stared at her commandingly, then collapsed. 'It'll be okay, really it will. The lady in the picture looked like she really liked it.'
Barbara sighed, lying back on her bed. Really, it was amazing how quickly he had learned to manipulate her, she mused. He knew she'd do anything not to have Jerry find out.
'Okay, Stevie, whatever you want. What do you want to use?' She looked at him narrowly, hoping that he didn't really have anything ready. He grinned back and slid off the bed.
'Wait here,' he said. 'I'll be right back.'
'Careful,' she hissed. 'Jerry…' But he was gone. She rolled over on her stomach, deeply ashamed about the whole scene, but at a loss to know how to get out of it now. To her amazement, she was actually excited at the prospect of being fucked with something weird. She thought of the bottle and shivered, hoping it wouldn't be that big. Steve returned, triumphantly waving a long salami.
'Got it!' he whispered. 'I found this earlier tonight when I was waiting for you!' He handed it to her and looked at her expectantly, his young eyes shining with lust. 'Well, go on, do yourself with it!'
Barbara took the salami in her hands and stared at it. It was fairly long and and thick, about the size of a grown man's prick. She looked at him pleadingly. Really, this was the limit — fucking with a salami while this man watched, waiting to be excited. He held his pecker in his hands, obviously planning to jerk off with her. 'Go on, Mrs. Anderson! Stick that salami in your cunt! I wanna see it!'
Barbara sighed and fitted the salami between her legs, probing for the opening to her cunt. The end fitted nicely into her opening and she pressed firmly, forcing it into her.
'Open you legs,' the boy insisted, bending closer. 'I wanna watch it go in.'
Barbara opened her legs obediently, offering a good view of her twat. Her pussy lips were stretched wide around the salami, which looked like a disembodied red prick gaining admittance. She raised her hips and slid it in, noticing that her insides were sopping wet. Wet for a salami, she thought in disgust. I'm really sunk now. I'll fuck anything. Really it didn't feel too bad. The rough coating was scraping her insides in a pleasing fashion. With a twist of the wrist she sent the whole salami inside her and took her hand away, showing the boy that it was all inside.
'Wow,' he breathed, his little hand moving fast on his pecker. 'Better than the picture. It's all inside. Jeez! Turn over on your hands and knees, Mrs. Anderson.' He knelt between her legs and peered through them. Her cuntlips were distended several inches, holding the salami firmly inside her. He positioned himself behind her and felt for the end of it, getting a firm grip and running it in and out of her gorged snatch.
Barbara groaned in excitement and humiliation. Here she was on her hands and knees, with a man pounding a sausage into her from behind — and she loved it! There was no doubt that she loved it! Her cunt snapped hungrily at the salami, drawing it inside her, filling her cuntal passageway. She could hear his heavy breathing behind her as he fucked her brutally with the surrogate prick. Suddenly, she felt something warm and wet on her ass. He was licking crack! She moaned at the new sensation, shivering as his tongue found her puckered pink asshole and swirled around in there. It felt great — her ass was still sore from the afternoon's fucking, and his tongue was a soothing balm.
'Oh yes, lick my asshole — rim me out,' she called encouragingly.
She bucked her hips against the salami, enjoying the feel of it now. And then she felt his pecker probing at the ass entrance. With a lunge, he was buried in her shithole! Fire rippled along her nerves and she moaned louder, forgetting her son down the hall.
'Fuck my ass… fuck my cunt… oh, oh, oh, slam it in there,' she babbled, twisting her ass against him, feeling his balls slap her butt.
Steve sighed. His cock felt like it was in a hot vise — much tighter than her cunt, much dryer, much hotter. It was so hot he thought his prick might melt in there! He jabbed in and out of her, fucking her twat with the salami at the same time. He could feel the salami through the thin membrane that separated her cunt from her asshole, and he imagined feverishly that it was another cock, that another boy was fucking her cunt, prick to prick, and they'd fill her up at the same time! 'Oh, it's so hot! So good!' he mumbled, thrusting into her creamy ass. He was having trouble keeping his balance, her ass was churning so, but he valiently fucked on, never missing a stroke. Then he had to drop the salami, leaving it wedged in her cunt, and hold on with both hands. He felt his orgasm coming. He shuddered and shot into her bowels, filling her ass with thick cum suds.
'Oh…I'm cummming!!!' he screeched, forgetting everything but the fantastic sensation of cumming in her ass. Her ass sucked at his prick, squeezing it like a vise, and he filled it with sperm.
Barbara had grabbed the salami when he dropped it and fucked herself with it expertly, bringing herself off in a few strokes to join his orgasm. Her sticky fluids gushed over her hands. She was delirious. She couldn't believe she had cum so hard with a salami, but she had, though his spurting prick in her ass had certainly helped! She sank forward in ecstasy, her cunt throbbing with fullfillment, her asshole clutching at his shrinking cock.
And the light came on.
Chapter Eight
'What's going on! Mom — Steve?' Jerry cried in anguish, staring at the scene on the bed.
Steve stared at his friend with blank eyes. His cock slipped out of Barbara's relaxed asshole with a plop and lay along his leg. He looked dully at it. It was limp with a string of semen still hanging from the head. 'Uh, Jer — '
'Get out of here. You fucked my mother!' Jerry screamed wildly, clenching his fists. He was aware of a wild surge of rage and jealousy. She hadn't pulled away from Steve leaving him with an aching erection like she had with him! 'Go away!'
Steve slid off the bed hurriedly, keeping his eyes away from the recumbent figure of Mrs. Anderson. She was lying perfectly still, her head pressed into the pillows. He noticed something beside her. The salami! Guiltily he sidled out of the room, keeping away from Jerry.
'Well, Mom?' Jerry asked, a sneering note in his voice. 'Turn over and look at me!'
Barbara turned over and crouched against the end of the bed, bringing her knees up before her breasts to hide them, then realized that the motion exposed her inflamed cunt to her son's eyes. Vainly, she tried to shield herself. She felt sunk.
'Can't I even look? Steve got to touch — touch, hell! He fucked you!' Jerry advanced on her, his fists balled up.
'Jerry… I can explain. Let me tell you — ' Barbara babbled.
Jerry waved his hand at her, indicating her disarranged state. 'Explain what!? That you are a whore? Jesus… look at you!' he said in disgust. 'I saw you this afternoon with that kid, kissing him in the parking lot! What is it? You just fuck kids? Is that it? Well… move your hands. I wanna look at what everybody else fucks!' He grabbed her hands and moved them away from her tits. He was furious at her for lowering herself from her pedestal — at himself for wanting her. He remembered when she had watched him jack off, when she had touched him in the pool and left him aching. She hadn't left anyone else in that state. Just him.
'Jerry,' Barbara whispered. 'I don't know what's wrong with me. I've never been like this before. The last few days have been a nightmare. I can't control myself, I even touched you, my own son! And that's evil.' She looked at him earnestly, willing him to understand. He had to understand. She felt like her heart was breaking. Her little boy — her son — looking at her with hate in his eyes. She moaned softly and she began to entice him in the only way she knew, with her body. She wanted to show him how it was, how it was to want sex so bad that it hurt. That you'd do anything to ease that pain. 'I have to have it, Jerry.'
'But with kids! Kids my age! Why not me? Why not? You've fucked every kid in town, probably, why can't I get it, too? Don't you like my cock? Isn't it big enough for you? It's bigger than Steve's! I saw you looking at it before, well, you can have it now!' Jerry squealed in a high voice. He held his dick like a weapon, pointing it at her. 'Here, suck it like you did his! You're gonna do everything with me you did with him, and then I'm gonna leave you
