A Tale Of Two Mothers Chapters 7 and 8

A Tale Of Two Mothers by eros
 
CHAPTER SEVEN

"And you say that Walter is still trying to initiate an incestuous, sexual relationship with you?" Maggie asked. She sat with her notebook and pencil again, pretending to take notes. A day had passed.

"That's right," Tricia sighed. She squirmed nervously on the couch, uncomfortable to be discussing her private life with a therapist. She'd expected Maggie Kelly to be old and dowdy. It was discomfiting to see that the counsellor was her age, and was endowed with a petite body every bit as curvaceous as her own.

"Did Walter try to have sex with you last night?" Maggie raised her eyebrows.

"He certainly did. He was very aggressive."

Tricia trembled in spite of herself, remembering the furious pussy-pounding Walter had delivered the night before. Again, she had failed to suppress her need to fuck her own son.

"Was his cock stiff?"

"Extremely."

"I have to ask a delicate question now." Maggie folded her notebook and dropped it on the floor. "You've told me so far that Walter has made sexual advances on you. I haven't asked yet, point blank, if any of these advances have been successful. Have they?"

"I don't know what you mean."

"Have you fucked your own son?"

"Of - - of course not!" Tricia spluttered, instantly reddening with shame and fear. "What kind of question is that? I would never allow my own son to help himself to my own body."

"That's not what Walter says."

The ensuing silence was long and tense. Tricia's blush deepened, and she shamefully averted her eyes, avoiding the counsellor's calm stare. Already she knew that she'd been caught. Horrible fantasies flashed through her mind's eye: of newspaper headlines, of a judge denying her custody of her son. Tricia wondered if there was any point in trying to lie further.

"I'm not going to tell anyone about this, Tricia," Maggie said soothingly, as if reading her mind. "Anything you admit to me will be kept in strictest confidence. But I do think it would be best if we started being honest with one another. Walter admitted, with some persuasion on my part, that he has already fucked you many times. He says that you enjoying sex with him a great deal, but that you feel ashamed of yourself for letting your own son fuck you. Is that true?"

Tricia took a deep breath and, finally, met the counsellor's eyes.

"That's about right," she said.

"You know, maybe it's not really so awful to let Walter keep fucking you," Maggie suggested. "After all, you're both horny, and he's old enough to - - "

"No!" Tricia stopped her with a brisk wave of her hand.  "Please, don't even suggest that. It's disgusting. It has to end right now. I simply can't allow Walter access to my body any longer."

"Then why do you let him fuck you at all, Tricia?" Maggie paused, letting the question sink in. "Is it because you're so horny?"

"I - - I guess."

"Have you always been so horny, or has it only been since your divorce?"

"Always, I guess."

"I see." Maggie hesitated again. "Tricia I'm going to ask you some very personal questions now. How often do you think about fucking and sucking in the course of a given day?"

"A great deal."

"Does your cunt usually respond to these thoughts by becoming moist and swollen?"

"Yes."

"Was you cunt moist and swollen when you first allowed your son to fuck you?"

"Yes."

"The questions I'm asking now, are they making your pussy feel wet and hot?"

Tricia flushed with embarrassment.

"I guess."

"I think it would be good if I took a close look at your cunt, Tricia." Maggie held up her hand, as if to stem off a possible objection. "Don't worry. I have a degree in physical therapy," she lied. "I'm just going to inspect it, Tricia. All you have to do is pull down your pants and let me have a look."

Tricia thought about this for a moment, but by then Maggie's stream of sex-oriented questions had made her pussy so  horny that she was too distracted to object. She rose to her feet, kicking off her shoes and pulling her jeans off. Now all she had on were her panties. Tricia sat back down on the couch, pulling the cotton bikini panties off of her rounded little ass, exposing her shaved pussy mound to the therapist.

"You shave your  pussy," Maggie observed. Maggie knelt on the floor in front of her. Tricia blushed as she let the counsellor spread her long legs wide apart, completely opening her wet, hairless pussy. Maggie leaned close, pushing her face between Tricia's legs. Then she ran her fingers up Tricia's inner thigh, wiggling one between the pouting lips of Tricia's extremely horny cunt. "Does that feel good?" Maggie asked.She began moving the finger briskly in and out.

"Ungh!"

"Your cunt lubricates very easily, Tricia. I've only just begun to touch it, and it's already dripping. It's very warm and swollen as well." Maggie pushed in a second finger, jacking her off harder. "Does this feel better?"

"Ungh!"

Tricia blushed with shame, splaying her legs wider. The whole scene was absurd; she already knew that Maggie was a horny dyke who wanted to seduce her. But, since she had begun fucking her son, Tricia's sex needs were so uncontrollably strong that she reacted helplessly to any stimulus. Now she started humping and wiggling her ass eagerly on the couch, fucking her wet pussy onto Maggie's hand.

"Now your cunt's getting even wetter. The inner lips seem to be spasming as well. You have an extremely tight pussy for a woman your age. I can see why Walter has such a strong desire to fuck you, even if your are his mother."

"Ungh! Oh, Maggie! Unngh!"

"Was your pussy this hot and juicy when your son fucked you for the first time, Tricia? I notice that your cunt seems to spasm harder when I ask you about it. Does it arouse you to think about your own son fucking your pussy, the way it feels to have a young son's stiff, throbbing fuck organ pounding into your cunt?"

"Ungh! Oh, stop! Stop talking dirty! Ungh!"

"Your clit is swollen, Tricia."

Still pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of Tricia's gooey fuck hole, Maggie brought her left hand to the fat, dark pink bud protruding at the top of her cunt. She put her left forefinger on it, rubbing in a circular motion. Tricia gasped, fucking her hips rapidly off the couch.

"Does this feel good?"

"Ungh! Oh! Unggh!"

"I think it would be good now to see how your pussy responds to oral stimulation, Tricia."

Maggie lowered her head, burying her face between Tricia's thighs. She pressed her mouth to the blonde's wet, tasty fuck hole.  The next thing Tricia knew, the counsellor had begun to lick and suck.

Hungrily Maggie sluiced her tongue up and down Tricia's throbbing fuck hole, eagerly lapping the cunt cream from the folds of Tricia's pussy. Tricia instantly felt her pussy growing even hornier, oozing a heavy flow of fuck oils onto the counsellor's tongue.  Maggie slid her hands up higher, peeling open the pussy petals.  She thrust her tongue deep inside Tricia's pussy, licking deep inside Tricia's cunt.

"Oh, suck me," Tricia gasped. By now the extreme pleasure of having her pussy licked had made her lose all control of herself. She clutched Maggie's head with both hands, frantically fucking her ass off the couch. "Lick it good, Maggie! Ungh! Oh, shit, you're making my pussy so juicy! Suck it, Maggie, suck my cunt!"

Maggie pushed her tongue in and out of Tricia's pussy, making the blonde hump her ass faster on the couch. The clit was very hard now, twitching obscenely with its need to be licked and sucked. Maggie wriggled her tongue on it, sending spasming waves of intense pleasure coursing through Tricia's body. Then she took the swollen clit directly between her lips, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks on it, as if it were a tiny cock.

"Suck me, suck me!" Tricia gasped. By now the blonde's face was a mask of insatiable fuck need. "Ungh! Put your fingers in again! Oh, shit, my cunt's so wet! My pussy needs to cum!"

Again Maggie straightened her fingers, gooshing them into the  clasping interior of Tricia's hot fuck tunnel. Rapidly she jacked off the horny woman, banging her knuckles on the puffy lips of Tricia's fuck slit. Then Maggie sucked the clit bud much harder, pressing her tongue on the tip, pushing it back and forth.

"I'm cumming!" Tricia squealed. She clawed the back of Maggie's head, almost weeping with pleasure, fucking her ass frantically off the couch. "Ungh! Suck my pussy, suck my horny fucking pussy! I'm cumming now, cumming!"

Tricia's pussy spasmed violently, nearly as hard as it had the last time she'd enjoyed a savage fucking with her son. The delicious musky-smelling cunt cream flowed heavily from the hairless hole, giving Maggie a plentiful amount of pussy juice to tongue and lick up.  Maggie kept her head buried between Tricia's trembling thighs, continuing to lick, suck and fingerfuck the cum-spasming pussy.  Eating cunt, she thought, was almost as satisfying as slurping the cock juice out of a huge, throbbing boner like her son's.

"Well!" Maggie sat back on her heels, licking her lips to savor the last droplets of pussy juice. "I'm sure you feel better now, don't you, Tricia? You certainly came hard, didn't you?"

Tricia sprawled on the couch, staring down at her. She'd come to discuss her sex problems frankly with the therapist. Instead she'd wound up allowing the therapist to lick and suck her cunt. Tricia  wondered what was coming over her. She felt so horny these days that the slightest prompting could induce her to spread her legs and give her pussy to anyone.

"Your pussy's still very juicy," Maggie observed. She slipped her finger back into Tricia's pussy, sliding it teasingly in and out.  "Would you like to suck my cunt now, Tricia?"

"I - - I don't think I'd better."

"Don't be ridiculous."

Maggie stood, in no hurry, instinctively understanding that Tricia was too horny to refuse her. Maggie stripped naked, revealing her petite, busty body to the blonde. Then she stretched out on her back on the floor, splaying her thighs wide apart, showing her wet pussy to the sex-starved blonde mother.

"You'll feel a lot better after you suck my cunt, Tricia," Maggie purred. "I can see that you're still very horny. I'm only trying to help you, after all. If I let you lick my pussy, your desire for sucking might be satisfied. You might not be so eager to give blow jobs to your own son."

Tricia slid off the couch, her mouth already watering, unable to resist the sight of Maggie's moist, juicy pussy. Tricia lay on her stomach between the brunette's legs, confronting the hairless fissure of her buttery fuck slit. Then she pressed her mouth on it, red-faced with shame and passion, licking another woman's cunt for the very first time.

"That's a good girl," Maggie sighed.

Maggie splayed her legs wider, completely opening her throbbing pussy for Tricia's lips and tongue. She pushed her hand down, peeling open her pussy petals with her fingers. Then she started humping her ass lightly on the floor, hungrily thrusting her wet, horny pussy onto Tricia's tongue.

"Get your tongue in there, Tricia! Ungh! That's a good girl!  You like the way my pussy tastes, don't you?"

Tricia didn't answer. She was already too busy licking and sucking. As Maggie had suggested, the taste of another woman's wet cunt was extremely exciting to her. She felt her own pussy throbbing lewdly as she thrust her tongue in deep, lapping the fragrant cunt oils from the depths of Maggie's aching cunt.

Maggie's cunt was getting wetter, throbbing on her lips. The inner lips spasmed, needing something to suck on. Tricia straightened one finger, then as second, gooshing them into the narrow, creamy interior of Maggie's fuck channel. Maggie gasped as the blonde started jacking her off, banging her fingers rhythmically in and out of her wet, overheated fuck slit.

"Suck me now," Maggie cried. Her big tits jiggled as she humped her ass off the floor, fucking her wet, shaved pussy onto Tricia's mouth and fingers. "My clitty! Ungh! Suck my clitty!  Oh, fuck, oh, please, put it in your mouth now! Suck it, suck it hard!"

Tricia obeyed, now pumping her fingers in and out of Maggie's cunt as fast as she could. Maggie's clit was fat and swollen, protruding at the tip of her fuck opening. Tricia wrapped her lips around it, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks as she did when she sucked her son's cock. Maggie clawed the back of her neck, hard enough to draw blood. Then Maggie's aching, tight cunt hole spasmed and throbbed in a long, violent cum.

"Lick it, Tricia! Unh, unh, unh, lick it, suck my pussy! I'm cumming now, cumming!"

Tricia feverishly kept sucking and fingerfucking, guiding the horny brunette through the duration of her orgasm. At last Maggie let her pink-flushed ass cheeks drift back to the floor. Maggie sat up, smiling shamelessly, rewarding Tricia's cunt lapping efforts with a long, lewd kiss.

"Now, you enjoyed that too, didn't you?" Maggie said. "See, Tricia? I don't think there's really any harm in fucking your son, but you don't really have to, if you don't want to. Whenever you get horny, you can just come to see me. Free of charge. You have a beautiful body, and a wonderful, tasty pussy. I'll be happy to lick it for you whenever it feels wet and hot."

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"Ooh, that's nice, honey. Your big cock feels so good."  Maggie lay on her back later that night, her ankles bouncing on Hank's shoulders, letting her horny son enjoy another fuck in his mother's tight cunt. "You love fucking Mommy's tight pussy, don't you?"

Hank didn't answer. He was too busy laboring feverishly between his mother's thighs, ramming her blood-swollen cockshaft in and out of her pussy. Maggie humped her ass to meet his rhythm, eagerly thrusting her horny cunt onto his cock.

"Honey? Would you like to fuck another woman besides Mommy?"

"I don't care," Hank panted.

"Her name's Tricia Wayne, Hank. I know you'd like her. She's blonde, and very pretty. And she's got awfully big tits." Maggie hesitated. "Do you remember the other day, when I was telling you about the son who fucked his mother? That's the one, Hank. Tricia is very, very horny, honey. She wishes she could keep her son out of her panties, but she's just too horny to resist him."

Hank was too busy fucking his mother to answer, but Maggie could feel his prick swelling even stiffer in her pussy. She knew Hank sensed the direction her conversation was leading, and she knew that the idea already turned Hank on.

"Hank, why don't you visit Tricia Wayne tomorrow? I'll give you an excuse, so you can see her when her son's at college. I'll bet she'll be at home, playing with herself. She really is terribly horny, son. She needs more fucking badly."

"What d'you want me to do it for?" Hank panted.

"Because I think it would be fun for you," Maggie giggled.  "And I think it would be nice if the four of us could all start fucking together eventually. Tricia just needs a little more persuasion. Your cock is an awfully good persuader, honey. I know that for a fact. Will you promise to see her tomorrow, Hank? And give Tricia a good humping?"

"Yeah!"

"That's a good boy," Maggie whimpered, feeling her pussy throbbing around his cock. She wrapped her legs around his back, bucking in a frenzy of lust. "Now fuck Mommy, Hank! Hard, lover, fuck Mommy hard!"

CHAPTER EIGHT

"Oh, oh! Fuck Mommy, Walter! Fuck Mommy's horny pussy! Harder, Mommy's going to cum now! Fuck Mommy's cunt as hard as you can!"

Tricia was on her back, her legs up in the air, whimpering and moaning as her son labored on top of her. Walter had been ready to go to college when he'd decided he wanted another fuck in his mother's pussy. She'd protested at first, as she always did, but he'd had little trouble persuading her to lie on her back and spread her legs.

His pants were bunched around his ankles. His collegebooks were on the floor, next to the bed. Walter fucked his mom fast and hard, not even thinking about her pleasure, concentrating only on making the cock juice spurt up from his balls as soon as he could.

"Fuck Mommy's pussy, fuck Mommy!" Tricia locked her arms around his shoulders, fucking her ass off the bed in a frenzy of passion. "Harder! Mommy's so horny! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, I'm cumming now! Fuck Mommy, I'm cumming, cumming!"

Walter grunted, coming down hard, ramming his prick deep inside his mother. Then the milk-white cock sap flooded out of his balls, raining into his mother's cunt channel, flooding her buttery pussy with juice. Walter kept fucking furiously, shuddering as the last droplets of spunk burned from the head of his cock. Then he popped his enormous fuck organ out of her hairless cunt slit and wiped it off insolently on her inner leg.

"See you later today, Mom."

He pulled up his pants, picked up his college books and left. Tricia remained on her back on the bed, fully clothed, her skirt hiked up to her waist to give her son access to her cunt. Her pussy hole was all wet and swollen from the torrid fucking he'd just given her, and she could feel his sticky cock juice seeping out of it.

She'd been reduced to nothing, Tricia thought. Her need for constant fucking was now so strong that her son could easily persuade her to lie on her back and spread her legs any time his cock got hard. All she could think of was the constant need in her wet, creamy cunt.

Tricia put her hand on her steaming pussy, feeling all the cum juice seeping out of the slit. The next thing she knew, she was fingerfucking again, rubbing her fat little clit, thinking about how good it felt when her cunt stretched around her son's cock.

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"Unh, unhg! Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny pussy! Unh, unh, need to cum!"

This time her son wasn't with her in the house. It was one in the afternoon and Tricia was still fingerfucking. She sprawled on her living room sofa, staring blankly at a game show droning on the television set in front of her. Her terry robe was open, exposing her huge tits and her wet, shaved pussy. Tricia wiggled her ass on the couch as she moved her hand between her thighs, rubbing and stroking her hard, aching clit.

"Fuck me, fuck me - - "

The doorbell interrupted her. Tricia considered not answering it at all. It was probably just a door-to-door salesman, and whatever he'd want to sell her wouldn't be half as important as satisfying her wet cunt. At last, reluctantly, she rose, tied the sash holding the robe together, and went to see who it was.

The visitor was a boy just about Walter's age. Tricia squinted at him, wondering why his face looked so familiar.

"Yes?" She held the door open, automatically drawing the robe tight across her tits.

"Hi," the son said. He smiled. "My name's Hank. You know my mom, Maggie Kelly?"

Tricia flushed, instantly feeling a cold sense of trepidation. What reason could Maggie have for sending her son to visit her?

"Y-yes, I know her," Tricia stammered. "What do you want to see me about?"

"Well, it's not too good to explain it out here." Hank smiled, seeming very calm. "Do you mind if I come in and talk to you for a minute? Thanks - - "

He walked past her, entering her home without permission. Tricia hesitated, then shut the door and followed him into the living room, where she found that Hank had already made himself comfortable on the couch. He wore only a T-shirt and cut-off shortsand Tricia felt her cunt getting wet again as she stared at the sumptuous bulge behind his zipper. God, what kind of slut had she turned into? It had gotten to the point that even glimpsing a bulging prick could make her horny.

"Man!" Hank sat up on the couch, sniffing. "This whole house smells like wet pussy!"

"What on earth!" Tricia gasped. She gaped at him dismay, blushing fiercely, automatically holding her robe tighter. "How - - how dare you say such a disgusting thing to me?! Get out of my home this instant!"

"Aw, that's okay," Hank grinned. "I didn't mean anything by it. I guess you were playing with yourself when I came over, huh?"

"You're disgusting. Get out of my home."

"Take it easy."

Then, Hank shocked her again, calmly unzipping his cut-offs and pulling them off. Now he was naked from the waist down except for his tennis shoes. His prick was enormous and stiffening rapidly, swelling with blood and jism in little jerks. Hank took his cock in hand and stared intently at her body.

"See, my mom told me how horny you are, Mrs. Wayne," he said. "She said you'd be a good person to see if I wanted to get my cock sucked. I really like a good blow job, Mrs. Wayne. I decided to take the day off from college to come over here, to see if you could give me one. How about it?"

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Just asking to get my cock sucked. That's all."

And then Hank wrapped his fingers around his enormous fuck organ, stroking it hard and fast. Tricia stared in disbelief and growing passion as the meaty prick swelled stiffer and stiffer. Soon it was as hard as an iron bar, every bit as enormous as her own son's cock.

"I know you went down on my mom, Mrs. Wayne," Hank said calmly. "I know it's because of how much you like to suck on things. So, why don't you just suck my cock, too? It's really a big one, isn't it? Why don't you put it in your mouth, Mrs. Wayne, and see how it tastes?"

Tricia's mind was reeling. She'd never met a grown man who was so aggressive, let alone a lad who was young enough to be her own son. Helplessly she stared at Hank's big boner, watching it pulse as he jacked it with his fist. Her pussy tingled as she thought of how intensely satisfying it would be to suck a big, hard cock this afternoon, to satisfy her constant craving for stiff prick with a nice, spicy bellyful of spunk.

"Come on, Mrs. Wayne. You know you want to."

Tricia dropped to her knees. She couldn't believe she was doing it, couldn't believe her craving for hard cock had grown so strong that she would suck off any arrogant stranger who asked for it. Hank smiled knowingly, stepping closer. Now his big cock was right in front of her face. Tricia wrapped her fingers around the root, staring at the tip. Cum juice was leaking out of it. She sighed as she jacked the huge cock slow and hard, making the piss hole open up, oozing more jizz.

"That feels good, Mrs. Wayne."

Tricia popped the cock knob into her mouth and started licking and sucking. It was good, tasty prick to suck, with cum sap nearly as rich and delicious as her own son's. Tricia made gurgling, slobbering sounds as she nursed contentedly on the giant cock, shutting her eyes, blocking out her shame as she concentrated on the taste and feel of the prick between her lips.

Now it was getting even stiffer, pulsing on the roof of her mouth. Tricia thrust her tongue onto the piss slit as the jizz oozed out more plentifully. She tightened her right hand around the base of his cock, and then she started beating his meat, fast and hard, whipping her right hand up and down from the root to her stretched, ovalled, hungrily sucking lips.

Hank stared down at her, sighing as he enjoyed the torrid cocksucking. He held her head with both hands, curling his fingers in her thick blonde hair, rocking his hips lightly to fuck his prick in and out of her mouth. Tricia felt like a complete whore now, happy to do absolutely anything for Hank as long as he'd let her suck his cock. She thought of him with his mother, imagined Hank's face as Maggie told him what a horny pussy licker and cocksucker Tricia was.

Had Hank learned that Tricia fucked her son too?

"Harder," Hank panted. Now the hung arrogant lad's face was contorted with pleasure as his orgasm grew nearer, as the heavy load of cock juice congested in his balls. "Oh, shit, you suck hard!" He pulled her hair, rocking his hips, making the cream-starved mom gag on his thick prick. "Jack it fast, Mrs. Wayne! Unggh, what a good cocksucker! I'm gonna cum any fucking second!"

Tricia sucked his cock as hard as she could, her whole face reddening with the torrid intensity of the blow job. Rapidly she alternated between puffing her cheeks up and sucking them in again, keeping as much pressure on the lad's hard-on as she could. The huge prick grew stiffer still, spitting droplets of pre-cum onto her swirling, lapping tongue. Tricia panted through her nose, whipping her right hand tirelessly up and down his cock, thinking of absolutely nothing now but the impending explosion of cum.

"Swallow it, Mrs. Wayne! Suck my cock, suck the juice out! Ungh! Cumming!"

The hot, milky white jizz spewed forth, squirting across her swirling tongue, coating her tonsil as the froth white stuff lashed down her throat. It wasn't as delicious as her son's cum, but Tricia was so starved for the taste of cream that Hank's gushing seed satisfied her completely. Hungrily she clung to the juice-squirting boner, tirelessly jacking and sucking it, determined to nurse out every drop of his cum. Her frantic cocksucking efforts were rewarded. Hank's cock kept spewing out juice for over a half-minute, and Tricia's belly felt warm and full with all the cream she'd just sucked out of his balls.

"That's enough," Hank said abruptly. "Take off that robe, Mrs. Wayne. Now I get to fuck you."

Tricia say back on her heels, gasping, her cheeks bright with a mixture of humiliation and lust. Hank was stripping of the rest of his clothes, never taking his eyes off her body. Tricia hesitated, her fingers on the sash holding her robe together. Then she pulled it open, exposing her spectacular, big-titted nakedness, hoping that her gorgeous body would make Hank horny enough to give her the savage fucking she needed.

"Get on your back."

Tricia did it. She stretched out on the floor, completely naked now, her big tits jiggling spongily as she wiggled her ass buns into a good humping position on the rug. Hank stared at her as she raised her long legs high in the air, completely opening her drippy pussy hole for the first thrust of his cock.

"Fuck me," she panted. "Hurry, Hank. Fuck my wet cunt."

Hank dropped to his knees, his giant, spit-slickened cock lance pulsing over her belly. Tricia looked up eagerly as he mounted her, aiming his spongy cock tip at the pouting lips of her cunt. The horny blonde watched and felt the cock going into her, stretching her tight pussy open, making her glistening cuntal walls spasm and suck as they forcibly accommodated the belly-probing length of his cock.

"Oh, fuck me! Ungh! Feels so good, Hank! Unh, you've got such a big one! Fuck my cunt, lover, fuck my horny cunt!"

Hank sprawled flat on top of her, crushing her enormous, stiff-nippled tits under his chest, and sinking his cock farther into her cunt. Then he started fucking. Up and down his lean young ass heaved, stroking her pussy, spearing his hard, aching prick in and out of the creamy tightness of her cunt. Tricia quickly started humping to meet his strokes, excitedly bouncing her ass off the floor, fucking her wet, glove-tight pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of his cock.

"Fuck my cunt, lover, fuck my cunt hole!" She wrapped her thighs together high across his back, holding him close, shuddering as his giant cock sank farther into her pussy. Tricia knew there was more of it, more that he hadn't yet sunk into her. Tricia desperately needed to feel every inch of it, every inch of his giant cock-lance ramming into her belly, stuffing her cunt to bursting with the thickness of his prick.

Then Hank started fucking hard and very deep. Tricia grunted as the stiff prick rammed all the way into her belly, reaching the depths of her womb. Now Maggie's naked son was fucking like a wild man, panting on her shoulder, drilling her tight pussy as fast as he possibly could.

"Fuck my pussy, fuck my tight pussy!" Tricia chanted. Her cunt was throbbing uncontrollably, gripping and sucking the skewering shaft of his cockmeat. Again and again the big fuck organ rammed into her, stretching her shaved pussyslit every time he stuffed his cockmeat in to the hilt.

Hank slid his hands down, clawing the sides of her ass cheeks. Then he started fucking her as hard as he could. Relentlessly he worked on top of her bare, sweat-glistening body, ramming his cock into her belly, almost punishing her with the steely stiffness of his big cock.

"Unngh! Oh, Hank!"

Now Tricia felt the cum welling up deep inside her, making her gooey pussy suck even harder around his cock. She grimaced, her face contorting with raw fuck passion, twisting her head dazedly from side to side on the floor. Then she started humping in a frenzy of fuck need, abandoning all control as she feverishly pistoned her stuffed, sucking pussy onto the pounding shaft of his prick.

"Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny pussy!" she gasped. "Ungh! I'm cumming, Hank! Fuck my cunt, it's cumming, cumming!"

Her pussy spasmed violently in orgasm, the juice nearly gushing out of the ravished cunt-slit, the hairless lips throbbing with almost painful intensity around the racing cockshaft of Hank's cock. Hank kept fucking her cunt as hard as he could, guiding her through the force of her orgasm. But still he didn't lose his second load into her pussy, and suddenly Tricia realized where she wanted to feel his big cock ramming next.

"Take it out," she panted. "I want you to fuck my asshole. Right now, Hank. Hurry!"

Hank paused for a moment, grinning, as if to show his appreciation for how quickly her true colors had come out. Then he pulled his huge, throbbing prick out of her pussy hole, the giant shaft of fuck meat twitching obscenely up and down with its need to shoot its load of cum. Tricia stared at his big cock, resisting the urge to pop it back into her mouth for more sucking. Instead she rolled onto her belly, reaching behind her back to spread her ass cheeks wide, shamelessly displaying her pink, puckered asshole for the stabbing impalement of his cock.

"It's all hot and horny, Hank," Tricia whimpered, as her little hole throbbed obscenely in and out. "Hurry, honey, please fuck my asshole for me! Do it hard, my asshole needs your cock!"

"Shit, Mrs. Wayne! My mom sure was right about you!"

Then Hank mounted her again, this time aiming his huge, swollen cock tip at her distended asshole. Tricia grunted and bit her lips as she felt the enormous cock lance stabbing into her, cleaving into her bowels. The thickness of his cock stretched her asshole to bursting, even though he only had the first two inches in.

Tricia knew it was going to hurt, but she didn't care. Bravely she spread her pink-flushed ass cheeks wider apart, desperately horny to have her tender asshole gorged with hard, fucking dick.

"Deeper, Hank," she pleaded. "Oh, please, please, ram it up my asshole, honey! My asshole needs your big fucking cock!"

Hank started humping on top of her, groaning as he felt her rubbery muscles sucking and flexing around his cock. Her asshole hadn't been lubed, but the naked blonde was so horny, and her asshole was throbbing so hard, that Hank was sure he could bury his prick up her bowels without hurting her. He panted on her neck as he commenced his fucking rhythm, making Tricia cry out as he rammed his cock up her asshole deeper with every thrust.

"Unggh! Oh, Hank! Unggh! It's so big and stiff, Hank! Unnggh! Fuck my little asshole, honey! Oh, shit, fuck me with it! Fuck me deep!"

By now the hung youth had over half of his hard-on rammed up her asshole, and Tricia knew she didn't have to hold her ass cheeks open anymore. Eagerly she thrust both hands under her belly, groping until her fingers touched her clit. Shamelessly, she started fingerfucking, pleasuring her pussy as her asshole sucked and spasmed around young Hank's cock.

"Fuck my asshole, fuck my horny little asshole!" she pleaded, almost screaming out the words. "My asshole's so horny, Hank! Oh, fuck, oh, yes, my asshole needs your cock!"

Then Hank came down very hard, suddenly ramming every inch of his immense prick into the tender, gripping warmth of her asshole. Tricia bucked violently, almost unable to bear the pleasure coursing through her bowels. Hank lay motionless on top of her, letting her asshole suck and spasm around his cock meat.

"Fuck it, Hank, fuck it good!"

Hank pulled out slowly, withdrawing until only the tip of his enormous cock distended her rubbery asshole. He grunted, then nailed his big prick all the way in again. Tricia shuddered with need, fingerfucking wildly, thrusting her stretched asshole onto his cock. Then Hank settled into a hard, bowel-impaling rhythm, relentlessly stabbing his blood-swollen cock in and out of her ass.

"Ahhh, yesss," Tricia hissed.

She humped rapidly to meet his strokes, her asshole sucking and throbbing, convulsively spasming around the rooting length of his prick. The pleasure in her stretched, burning asshole was spreading through her whole body, making her stiff nipples tingle, making her pussy ooze hot fuck juice onto her pumping, digging fingers. Tricia felt another cum welling up in her crotch, making her horny asshole suck his cock that much harder. There was nothing she could do to control the intensity of her passion. There was nothing she loved more than sucking the juice out of a big, stiff prick, or feeling one ramming deep inside her pussy and ass.

"I'm cumming, Hank!" she panted. "Unngh! Oh, shit, so horny, so fucking horny! Fuck my asshole, fuck my horny little asshole! I'm coming now! Unggh, ungh, cumming!"

Hank fucked her tender little asshole as hard as he could, thinking only of his own pleasure now, massing the steely stiffness of his cock as he hammered it into his bowels. Tricia came again and again, thinking of her son, wishing it was her own son's cock rooting in the depths of her bowel tract. Then Hank's cock grew even stiffer up her ravished asshole, and Tricia knew she was about to feel another milky load of cock cream spewing into her bowels.

Hank's prick started cumming. The sticky white stuff sprayed out of his cock head, geysering into her asshole, basting the rubbery walls of the asshole with a soothing tide of cum. Tricia gasped as she lay submissively beneath him, flexing her asshole, making her asshole suck all the jizz out of his prick. She wasn’t surprised when she felt him pull his still dribbling cock from her asshole and kneel at her head. Tricia all too eagerly took hold of his prick and sucked it clean, running her tongue along its length, tasting her freshly fucked asshole.

She knew she didn't have any control anymore. She was just too horny. If Hank wanted to, he could fuck or suck her any time his cock got stiff. So could his mother.

So could her own son.