parted and her breath coming in gasps. It wasn't just a big cock that she was amazed at, either. She squeezed her eyes shut and clutched his cock in her hands. 'Hush your mouth,' she said.
'My name isn't Steve,' he gasped.
She shook her head. 'Don't tell me. I don't want to hear it.'
She was clutching him hungrily, and she opened her mouth and fed his cock into it, nibbling at his shaft with her lips and running her tongue around his cockhead. He gave a great shuddering sigh of release, and she began to tear his pants off, frantically dragging them down his legs. He stepped out of them while she was still swallowing as much of his cock down her throat as she could manage. He ran his fingers through his mom's hair while she sucked his cock.
Then she finally stopped just in time to keep him from cumming off. She lay back on the bed and held her arms out to him. He knelt beside her and pulled her panties down and took them off. She spread her legs. Her clit was big, bigger than Mary Lou's or even Cindy's. He took it between his lips, loving it and licking his tongue up and down in her slot until she was creamy and wet with passion.
Then he felt her pulling him up on top of her. He knelt between her outstretched legs and forced his hard dong down until the knob of it was resting at the opening of her hole. She lifted her legs up as he slid it in. She gasped with pleasure as his long dong entered her and pushed its way in until it was resting at the very bottom of her hole, filling her up to the brim and nosing against the mouth of her womb. She was as stretched and jammed full as she had been since the last time her husband, this boy's father, had fucked her.
Her lips met his, and she thrust her tongue into his mouth as he fucked. He sent his tongue into her mouth as well, right in time with the plunges of his cock into her pussy. He was shaking with excitement, the same special kind of lust that he had felt for the first time he had fucked a girl, the first time he had fucked his sister, only this time, it was a million times better – he was fucking his own mother!
He was so close to shooting off – they both were. He knew that he couldn't make this one last very long. He was too excited. He fucked her faster and faster, bringing them both to the edge of orgasm. She tore her lips away from his and whispered in his ear, 'I'm going to cum! Are you going to cum in my cunt?'
'Yes!' he grunted.
'Oh, God, oh, God!! Cum! Fuck me! Just, just tell me, tell me now! Are you George or Sam?'
'I'm, I'm Sam! Mom! I'm cumming!'
And her cunt leaped around his cock, sucking and grabbing at it, pulling the jism out of his balls as he buried his fucker in her and shot out his fuck juice, jetting streams of boiling, blazing cum into the cunt from which he had been born! She felt him spurting his seed into her, gushes of the stuff just like his old man, and she frigged her clit on his belly as his cock jerked with the force of the ball cream that was jumping out of his joint into her pussy!
As they lay in bed together, his head nestled between her big breasts, she said, 'You knew. How did you find me?'
'Poppa heard where you were.'
'He sent you?'
'He knew about this?'
'And the other ones? George and my daughter?'
'Mary Lou was the first girl I ever fucked, and Junior fucked her before me.'
'And your poppa?'
'Him too. And we got a housekeeper, name of Cindy. She was the second one for me.'
'Is your poppa shacked up with her?'
'All of us, all of us together, Mom, like me and you were just now.'
'Why did you come after me, Sam? Why did your poppa send you to me?'
'We thought you might like to come back home with us, Mom, with all of us together.'
'Where's your poppa, Sam?'
'He's waiting in a motel down the road.'
'Why didn't he come himself?'
'He, no, all of us needed to know how you would feel about it, about all of us being together.'
'Do you want me to come home, son? Do you want me?'
'Yes, Mom, I want you very much. Will you come with us?'
'It's the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me, Sam. The most wonderful thing in the whole wide world.'
She held him in her arms, feeling his strong body, knowing that he was her son, feeling the growing pressure of his giant cock against her leg, and knowing that he was passionate for her. She pulled him on top of her again and spread her legs for his hot rod to fuck her again.
Later he sat on the end of the bed and watched her pack a suitcase. She looked around the trailer. 'I can come back for this junk some other time. Come on, Sam. Let's go find your father.'
Big George opened the door to the motel room when he heard the knock. There she was, standing on the doorstep with Sam standing behind her. She didn't look much different since the last time he had seen her. The years hadn't made that much of a difference. She had tears in her eyes, but a smile on her face.
'Hello, George,' she said. 'Can I come in?'
'Hello, Blanche, honey.'
He kissed her full on the lips and she dropped her suitcase to hug him and cry and press her body against his. Sam picked up the suitcase and carried it in as they went into the little room. There were tears in his eyes as well.
'George, you old bastard! Why did you have to send the boy? Why didn't you come and get me yourself?'
'I wanted Sam to have a chance to fuck one of the best lays in the United States, that's why.'
'Go on, you old bullshitter! You knew that as soon as I saw that boy's cock I would know who his daddy was. Might as well have your name tattooed down the length of it. You can be sure he's your boy!'
'He's yours, too, Blanche.'
'Don't I know it! He couldn't be as good-lookin' as that and smart, too, if it wasn't for my part in him!'
'How about it, Blanche?'
'Well, I came, and I brought my suitcase, didn't I?'
'I know. I mean, you feel like a roll in the hay? I ain't had a piece of ass for a couple of days now.'
'My, my! How could you hold it so long? I don't know, George. Our boy here gave me a good time just a few minutes ago. You still as good in the sack as you used to be?'
'Better!'
Sam was hesitant as to whether he should leave or not. She saw him and patted the place on the bed next to her.
'Don't go nowhere, Sam. If your old man's got too old to get it up good and fuck me right, I'll be needing you to give me what I want.'
'Don't worry about that, Mom! Poppa is still the best. Even Cindy says he is.'
'I've got to meet this Cindy, George. She sounds like a nice hot piece of tail, but I bet I can teach her some things she's never heard of yet.'
'I know you can, Blanche. Come on, old lady, let's fuck!'
They spent a happy night at it, getting to know each other again. George fucking his wife and feeling her familiar ways of screwing, Blanche talking with her son while her husband fucked her, telling him about the times when she and George used to sneak off from their families and fuck in the woods, telling him about the nights that they fucked him into existence. And when Big George and she had shot their wads, Sam would slip his horny cock into the ball cream his father had left behind in his mom's cunt and fuck her too. They were a sleepy bunch the next morning when the climbed into the cab of the truck and headed for home.
Cindy was as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a roomful of rocking chairs when she heard the truck pulling into the drive. She wasn't sure if this was going to work out at all. She really liked staying here with the boys and their father and sister, too, and she had even thought about giving up the idea of going back to college. But she'd be damned if she was going to play second fiddle to some old bag. They came in.
'Mary Lou, baby, come to your mom!' Blanche cried out and held out her arms to her daughter. Mary Lou went to her a little shyly, but Blanche hugged her and then looked her over with a big smile. 'Just look at my baby, all
