His pecker zipped in and out of her cunt with increasing speed. His lithe young hips flailed tirelessly above her, driving the shaft of his penis into her waiting cunt. He could feel the texture of her canal change as she rode the crest of her orgasm. It tightened as she came, then felt loose and flabby, then tightened in an endless
cycle of lust. 'Here it comes! Oh God! Hotshit! Feel it, mom… feel me cumming in you… I'm cumming…' With a loud cry Jerry fell onto Barbara's body, his knees buckling as his orgasm ripped through him. He felt like his head was blowing up. His guts twisted as his balls burst. 'I'm blowing my nuts!' Rope after rope of semen gushed from the head of his prick, inundating Barbara's womb with her son's sperm.
'Ooooh-h, yessss. I feel your cum! It's so hot!' Barbara cried, bucking against son, swallowing his prick with her spasming cunt, gripping tightly with her legs, imprisoning him in her hot box. He didn't seem to want to escape. He lay against her, his cock jerking weakly as the last bits of semen oozed from the shrinking tube. He raised his head and grinned at her.
'Just lie still, honey,' she said. 'Let your cock soak in my twat. I'm going to bring it to a stand again inside me. Just don't move, or it'll slip out!' She bore down on his limp penis, holding it firmly inside her with her cuntlips.
'Okay, Mom,' Jerry answered, lying against her, his head pillowed on the soft cushions of her breasts. He had never heard of such a thing. But she was his mom, and he'd do what she asked. She certainly seemed to know a lot about sex! He thrust down a pang of jealousy and lay quiescent on her breast, feeling her twat muscles caress his tired prick.
'Can you feel it, dear?' Barbara asked, concentrating. She tried to imagine his limp prick resting inside her and clenched her muscles about it, thinking of her cunt as a stroking hand, bringing him to erection.
'yeah. You're squeezing me down there with your cunt,' Jerry said excitedly. He could feel her cunt gently kneading his penis, and he thought he could feel a spark of life as it raised its head in the dark cavern.
'Don't move, son,' Barbara cautioned. 'I read about this… how it's possible to fuck this way without even moving, just using your muscles. Hindus or somebody do it this way.' She repressed a bump of excitement as she definitely felt Jerry's pecker move inside her. 'I can feel you moving in me,' she confided. 'Your cock's swelling up…' She worked her cunt on his prick, rippling the muscles up and down. She could almost see his prick in her mind — growing slowly inside her canal! Her cunt exuded moisture as the excitement of her success got to her, and as she grew aroused, her muscle action grew stronger, pulling silently at Jerry's hidden prick.
'Oh, boy, I can really feel it now!' Jerry cried in excitement. He hadn't thought it possible, but it was happening! His soft prick was hardening and lengthening inside his mother's cunt, gaining new strength with each stroke of her talented pussy. 'It's getting hard. I can feel my balls filling up again! Wow!'
'Yes, yes, I can feel it, too,' responded his mother. 'It's filling me up — getting big again. Jerking around, oh, Jerry, it's wonderful!' She smiled mistily up at the face of her son. This was a new experience for her, this slow filling of her womb! She was suffused with love as her vagina filled with her son's growing prick. She had never felt so close to any of her lovers before. This was an incredibly fulfilling experience. She wondered if they could really fuck to orgasm this way — just using their muscles. She was determined to try. 'Don't move your hips,' she told her son as he started to move involuntarily.
He looked at her in amazement. He was hard again and ready to fuck now. That was the point wasn't it?
'We'll just keep on like this — use our muscles and cum that way,' his mother told him.
'Like the Hindus?' Jerry laughed, catching on. 'Okay, if you want — it feels great right now, though I don't see how anything could be better than plain old fucking!' He forced his hips to remain still and pressed more deeply into his mother. Maybe, maybe I can make it jerk around in there, he thought. The idea of muscle control was a new one to him, but he could see how it would improve regular fucking if he could make his prick jerk at will. He carefully tightened his ass muscles and was gratified to find his penis jerked in accord. 'Did you feel that, Mom?' he cried.
'Yes, dear, that's the way. Now let's just quietly lie here and do that to each other. Let's try to move in rhythm,' she answered, giving a few quick jabs with her twat. They lay together, tightly clasped in each other's arms, letting their sex organs mesh together in harmony. As he jerked his prick inside her, she rippled her cunt along his shaft. She could feel him filling her whole cavity now, his dick pushing against the pulsing walls of her cunt. As her pussy juices flowed, she felt an unbearable urge to grind her hips beneath him, hastening her orgasm, but she restrained herself, merely increasing the pressure.
For an inexperienced man, Jerry was doing a great job. He used his ass and pelvic muscles, causing his prick to bounce inside his mother. He could feel his balls lifting in their sac and climbing up, hardening and tightening. He wanted desperately to rise up and fuck in and out as hard as he could. His hips quivered under the strain. 'Oh, Mom, I can't stand it! I gotta move!' he groaned.
'Just a little more, son, try to relax,' Barbara grated through clenched teeth, trying to follow her own advice. But it was too late. Jerry's hips suddenly shook and ground into her, pulling and shoving with age-old motions of intercourse. She sighed and moved with him, letting herself be carried off, her orgasm breaking over her in a whirl of feeling. 'That's okay. Fuck me harder now, son, give it to your mother,' she called encouragingly.
Jerry pounded into her. He had wanted to finish the other way, but he couldn't. He just couldn't stand it! The tide of lust swept over him, forcing his hips to plow into his mother's cunt desperately. 'I'm gonna cum. I waited so long, I can't help it. Hold me, Mom. I'm fucking you…'
Barbara held her son tight, her body churning under his, ready to receive his second cum without withdrawing. He had mad a valient effort to do the muscle fuck, and she would reward him by giving him a good cum! She reached behind him, bypassing his sweaty balls, and probed for his asshole — finding it, she pressed through the opening and buried her finger in him. As she sank her digit into his buttery ass, she felt his prick spasm and burst inside her, splattering her cunt walls with hot thick sperm.
'Aaaggghhh! Fuck! I'm cumming! Hold me, momma!' Jerry screamed.
Mother and son convulsed in each other's arms, holding each other for dear life, cunt and cock cumming in perfect unison. Finally they fell apart, Jerry's cock slipping from Barbara's cunt.
'I tried, Mom,' he said weakly, laughing a little. 'I guess those Hindus practice a lot.'
'I guess they do,' Barbara answered fondly, stroking her son's head.
'We'll have to practice, too,' he said boldly, looking at her from the corner of his eye. 'Whenever I'm home from school…'
Barbara accepted the inevitable. 'Yes, we'll practice,' she whispered. She wasn't going to tell him again what a dreadful sin this was. She would bear the load of guilt herself. She had brought this incestuous affair on herself, and she alone would pay the consequences, she resolved. What was she going to do while Jerry was away at school, she had no idea. She didn't want to go on as she had, seducing every young man she could get her hands on. She sighed, putting it from her mind. Something would happen and solve her problem.
Jerry looked at his mother. She was lying back, relaxed, her breasts rising and falling with her deep breathing. He ran his hand over her tits lovingly. They were soft now, their turgid nipples slowly subsiding into the twin brown areolas. She smiled back at him as his hand caressed her sweat-slick flesh.
'It was great, Mom, I never knew how wonderful it could be,' he admitted. 'I think I understand it now. You just can't help yourself, can you? And I guess just one guy isn't enough for you.' He looked at her longingly, wishing he alone could satisfy her hunger, but knowing he couldn't.
'No, I guess not,' Barbara admitted. It was a big admission for her, and contrary to everything she had previously believed. Everyday morality dictated that one man should be sufficient for one woman, and, until the last few days, she had believed it. But now she wasn't too sure that society was right. Hadn't her actions proved that she needed almost constant sex? And what one man could satisfy that?
'I bet you could go again easy,' Jerry continued. 'If you want, well, would you like me to get Steve in here? Maybe the two of us could keep you happy, for a while at least.' He frowned, wishing he didn't have to go back to school.
Barbara's heart leaped. She couldn't believe her son was suggesting this solution. 'You wouldn't mind?' she breathed, her body already tingling at the thought of taking on the two men. Why, they can fuck me in the ass and cunt at the same time, she thought. She had wanted to try that since this afternoon, when Skip and Buddy had used the bottle on her empty orifice. Imagine what two cocks could do. She shuddered.
'Well, I do mind in a way,' Jerry admitted. 'But,' he got a mental picture of he and his friend plowing simultaneously into his mother's trembling body, 'anything for you. I wouldn't be jealous — I know you need it!' He
