Tommy continued, enjoying her hot, active mouth. 'I only fucked Mom one time after that. It was a couple of months after she had my sister and Dad was on the road again. She was sitting in a big chair and she really must have had the hots because she called me over and had me sit on the floor front of her. She was nursing my sister, if you can believe it, and she lifted her dress up and spread her legs out. She wasn't wearing any pants under that dress, and she looked at me and said, 'Suck Momma's pussy, honey.' That's all she said. Well, I really ate her and she came hard.'
'That same night she came into my bedroom naked and got on top of me. I had jacked off just before she came in and she had to suck me to get me back up, but I really lasted a long time because of it. She made it several times. She told me so, but it was the last time she ever let me screw her.'
Tommy was good and hard again, his cock seeping milky water into Eva's sucking mouth. He pulled out. 'Get on your knees, I want to fuck you from behind, doggy-style,' he said.
Eva dropped reluctantly to her knees, not sure that she was ready for another penetration so soon. He draped over her body, his hands going to her heavily loaded tits, and slammed his cock into her cunt. 'You're a slut, Eva, a slut like my mother. Fucking with me while you carry your husband's baby,' he shouted. Eva liked to have his hard cock inside her. 'What makes you think it's my husband's?' she said, rolling her ass in a circular motion.
And then he jerked out, leaping wildly from the bed.
'Don't stop now!' Eva cried, 'It's good, good!'
'There's a car in the driveway! My mother's home!' he gasped, thrusting a foot into his pant's leg. 'Just stay in here. I'll try and get rid of her somehow.'
Tommy rushed to the kitchen and saw her through the window in the back door. She wasn't alone – there was a man with her. The man kissed her while she opened the door. He had his hands under her dress. He was very surprised when he saw Tommy.
'I didn't know you were home, Tommy.' Evelyn said.
'Obviously.' Tommy said.
'What the hell,' the man said.
'You'd better leave.' Evelyn said, 'I'll call you.'
'You said…'
'You'd better go, Paul.' Evelyn said sternly.
The man left in a huff, slamming his car door and peeling rubber all the way out of the driveway.
Evelyn looked at her glowering son. 'So I met an old friend and he drove me home. So what?'
'Old friend, my ass.' Tommy said. 'Where's your car?'
'In a parking lot. It's not far. You can be a good boy and go get it for me.' She had a package in her hand.
'What's in the package?' Tommy said.
'Jesus Christ, what is this, an inquisition?'
'What's in it?'
Evelyn stripped the sack open. 'It's a bottle of whiskey. I like a drink now and then. Is that okay?'
'You were going to get drunk and let that guy screw you.'
'Jesus Christ!' Evelyn yelled. She opened the bottle and took a drink. 'Here, have a drink and then go get my car.'
Tommy took a swallow. He grimaced. 'You know I hate the stuff,' he said. He took another drink, grimacing again.
Evelyn brushed past her son and went into the living room. Tommy followed, bottle in hand. 'Here, Mom, have another slug. Get drunk and we'll ball. I may not be hung like that guy, but I'll do my best.'
Tears of rage streamed down Tommy's cheeks.
'You're a dirty little bastard,' she said, still she took the bottle and took a long pull. 'Where's your shirt?'
'I was taking a nap.' Tommy said, remembering Eva was in the bedroom.
Eva peeked from the bedroom. Evelyn wasn't as pretty as she had imagined, but she was sexy, sexy as hell. She watched the buxom woman sit on the couch and take another drink.
Evelyn looked at her son. 'Sometimes I get lonely when your father's away.' The booze made her feel light-headed and warm all over. Her voice was syrupy. 'Come and sit by Momma, honey.'
Tommy came over and sat down. He put his hand on her leg and moved it up under her skirt.
'Don't, honey, you'll get me all turned on,' she said.
Tommy pushed her skirt up. She was naked underneath. When he felt her cunt, her legs opened.
'Don't, honey, please,' she cried softly.
'How often do you see other men?' Tommy said.
'Only when your father is out of town.'
'Every time he's gone?'
'Sometimes,' she said.
Her legs were splayed wide. Tommy had two fingers inside her cunt. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed. 'How often?' Tommy persisted.
'Whenever he's gone… every time,' she blurted. 'That feels so good, Tommy, don't stop.'
'Even when you were pregnant?'
'No. No one wanted me then.'
'I wanted you.'
'Yes, darling, and you had me. Do you want me now?'
'Why did you make me stop?'
'I thought it was bad for you.'
She was gasping for breath and went over easily onto her back. Tommy had his pants off. His cock fit nicely in his mother's cunt.
'Fuck me, Tommy, fuck me hard,' she moaned.
Tommy wallowed in the heat of his mother's body. He was deep in her wide, hairy crotch, his prick in to the balls, and her legs had wrapped snugly around his slim waist. His hands fumbled at the front of her dress.
'Let me do it,' she said, quickly opening her dress. She wore no bra. 'Keep fucking, honey, just keep fucking,' she moaned.
His chest sunk into her soft, pillowy tits. He felt swallowed up in soft, warm flesh. As he thrust into her cunt she seemed bigger than he remembered, but decided that he liked it big. A pussy should be wet and roomy, even for a small cock, and Evelyn was certainly wet and roomy.
Evelyn closed her eyes and tried to take more of him inside her. She moaned softly, realizing that she enjoyed having her son fuck her, even if it was wrong; she had enjoyed it from the first time she allowed him liberties with her body, but she also realized that she needed it bigger. Not that Tommy wasn't hung. He just wasn't hung enough. His father had a big prick, and Paul, oh, Jesus, Paul really had a big one. She had taken it out of his pants on the drive to the house, and it was huge. In her excitement, she had ducked her head under the wheel and kissed it, and licked it, and with one hand wrapped tightly, pushed as much into her mouth as she could take. He had almost come, but she knew just when to stop. How she had wanted it, squirming in anticipation of having that big meat inside her. She wished now that she had let him fuck her in the car like he had wanted. She could still take care of her son's needs.
'You were going to let that man do this to you. Weren't you?' Tommy said.
'You mean Paul?'
'Whatever his name is. Weren't you?'
'Yes, honey, he was going to fuck me. That's why he was so angry when he saw you here.'
'He isn't an old friend, is he?'
'No. I just met him an hour ago.'
She could feel his throbbing cock inside her, rubbing urgently, plunging in and out, agitating her pussy. Fucking was wonderful and glorious. It made her feel so good. She didn't feel any guilt now while it was so good. It really couldn't hurt the boy. And it certainly didn't hurt her. Perhaps a few pangs of remorse afterwards, but they always went away, especially by the time she wanted it again. She was going to make it, she could tell. 'Fuck me,
