Horny mother for all

CHAPTER THREE

Steve became infatuated with his mother. He seldom had eyes for the young girl of before, or for any other girl. Mary knew Carol was wondering about this sudden, overnight change on Steve's part. She looked quizzically at Mary.

"Maybe I should spank the crap out of Tom's ass," she said, looking at Steve sitting close to his mother.

They were lying on huge towels near the surf. Again, Mary and Carol were in bikinis, the hot sun broiling their flesh. Steve sat cross-legged hear his mother, rubbing tanning oil into her creamy flesh.

The feel of her son's hand on her skin made her tingle in that delicious way. However, because Carol was nearby, she watched him closely. Steve might try to put his hand somewhere it didn't belong.

"Where is Tom?" Mary asked, drowsy in the sun.

"Who knows?" Carol said. "Who cares, too? He can get into his own mischief. Me, I'm going to see if I can open up a conversation with that hunk over there."

Mary had hot known Carol to be forward, despite the way she spoke at times. Perhaps it was the sun, the total atmosphere. Whatever the cause, she watched Carol get to her feet and stroll slowly toward a man who was sitting on the sand and drinking beer. Carol's bikinied ass swayed cutely, she noted, as did Steve.

"You like that, baby?" she whispered.

"Like what, Mom?" he came back, pretending innocence.

"The way Carol's ass moves," she teased.

"Aw, Mom." Steve dropped his eyes, and a flush came over his face.

Mary placed her hand on his thigh, moving her palm gently as she whispered: "I'm just teasing you, Steve. I know Carol has a cute ass and you'd be a fool not to look at it."

She trailed her fingers toward the crotch of his trunks, and gave his cock a brief prod with one fingertip then drew her finger back before someone saw.

Steve began to rub at her thighs, smearing the light coating of oil into her flesh. Mary closed her eyes, sighing happily, enjoying the feel of his hands on her body. She could hear the shouts of others on the beach as they enjoyed this hot day. The gentle surf was calming, and she began to doze.

Just before drifting into sleep, she felt her son's hand move along the inside of her thigh, then his finger was tracing the slight bulge of her cunt inside the bikini. Slitting her eyes, she watched his expression change. His face was glowing as he studied her body, his lips parted slightly. Dropping her gaze, she saw the way his cock was lumping up in his trunks. She squeezed his knee.

"Are you getting horny, darling?" she asked in a whispery voice.

"I sure am, Mom," he replied just as low.

"Want to find some place to fuck?"

He looked about. "Where can we go?"

"We can be in the room in five minutes," she said, getting up and shaking sand from the towel.

Carrying the towel and her small basket containing tanning oil and various objects she felt necessary to always have with her, she began to walk across the hot sand, Steve trailing behind. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw he was watching her ass. Giggling silently, Mary began to twist her ass with an exaggerated motion, swinging it from side to side. Her cunt was pulsating again, and she was becoming wet between her thighs. If not for the tightness of her bikini, her legs would be slippery already, she knew.

The bottom of her bikini had pulled into the crack of her ass a bit, and the lower curves of her ass cheeks contrasted erotically with the tan of her long, slender thighs. Pretending to adjust the bikini bottom, Mary instead caused it to tuck between her ass cheeks more. Glancing back at her son, she saw an approving grin on his young face. They passed underneath the wooden pier, the sand here cool and moist.

Mary stuck her tongue out at her son, then began to run, dodging the thick bracing poles. Steve raced after her, and she slowed enough to allow him to touch her ass, then sped up again.

She reached the door to their room breathless, but laughing happily. Using her key, she opened the door and stepped in just as Steve came up behind her. Before she could close the door, his hands were around her waist, then upon her straining tits, squeezing tightly. She leaned into him, her ass arching as Steve pressed his throbbing cock against it. She twisted her ass and mewled in pleasure, placing her hands on top of his, smashing them tight against her tits.

Turning, she pressed her body into her sons, wrapping her arms about him and smashing her lips against his. As she tasted her son's tongue sliding into her mouth, Mary whimpered and started sucking on it. Her hands went down his back to the cheeks of his ass. Digging her fingers into the firm flesh, she forced his swollen cock against her body and began to grind as she sucked on his tongue.

Mary shivered when Steve began pulling at the tie-strings of her bikini, which were knotted at each hip. The bikini bottom fell to the floor, leaving her naked from the waist down.

"Take my top off, too," she whispered against his mouth. "I want to feel my tits against you, Steve."

Her nipples burned as she shoved them against his naked chest. She twisted them about, moaning as her son began sucking her thrusting tongue. She became frantic now, and she started shoving at his trunks. With his help, they were soon both naked. His cock bulged with that beautiful hardness, and Mary closed her fist about it with a soft squeal.

"Now, sweetheart!" she moaned, turning away from him and dropping to her hands and knees. Looking over her shoulder at him, she waggled her creamy, naked ass with lewd invitation. "Fuck that naked ass, Steve! Oooh, baby, fuck mother! You've made me so fucking hot for that cock! Fuck me, darling… now!"

Mary trembled as her son went to his knees behind her upraised ass. She swayed her hips from side to side as he fondled her ass cheeks for a few moments. Mary enjoyed the way his eyes burned on her ass, but she was eager for his throbbing hard-on inside her steaming cunt. She arched her ass higher in the air as she rested her head on the carpet.

Steve grasped his cock and shoved his swollen prickhead into his mother's hot, wet cunt. Mary gave a soft wail of pleasure as Steve's cock stuffed her pussy. "Oooh! Yes, yes, Steve! Oh, it feels so good in my pussy, I'm about to come already!"

When Steve dug his fingers into her rounded hips, Mary sighed and started moving her ass back and forth, fucking his cock slowly, letting the ecstasy build. Slipping one hand between her hot thighs, she grasped his balls and began to pull and twist on them, increasing the excitement, for her son. His groans thrilled her, then his plunging cock created a fury of ecstasy in her naked body.

The stretching sensation of her hairy cunt was the most delightful thing Mary had ever experienced. Her cunt lips seemed like rubber bands, stretching and closing around her son's stabbing cock. She could feel him drive his flaming prick deep into her pussy, his lower stomach smacking her uplifted, beautifully naked ass. She held his balls loosely, feeling them writhe in her palm as he fucked her.

She closed her eyes to savor the rising delight boiling within her slim body. The nipples of her tits were on fire, brushing against the carpet. But even that excited her, making her wiggle and swing her ass about with more and more erotic motion. The sharp, heated gasps of her son were loud in her ears. His cock drummed powerfully as he drove it in and out of her steaming, gripping cunt. Her clit, already swollen, seemed, to fill like a balloon, tingling and burning until she could barely stand it.

Releasing his balls, she stretched her arms above her head and began to claw at the carpet with her fingernails, moaning and whimpering, squealing softly as the orgasms began inside her overheated cunt.

Mary turned her head so she could peer between her thighs past the thick curls. She watched her son's balls swinging back and forth, his cock thrusting wildly now. He began to beat, against her uplifted ass. His cock slammed back and forth, and her head was being scraped on the carpet, but Mary felt nothing above her waist. All her feeling, every one of her sensations, was centered between her creamy thighs, in and around her hot cunt.

"Oh, fuck it, fuck it!" she groaned, thrashing her naked ass wildly. "Fuck that pussy, Steve! Oh, fuck that hot cunt! I love it, darling! I love your sweet cock… fucking my hot, hairy cunt! Ram it to me, baby! Ram that sweet, hard, cock up my wet cunt!"

Through the passion roaring in her head, Mary heard her son mumbling. Most of the words failed to penetrate her passion, but some came through.

"… fuck… cunt…"

The erotic words sparked her orgasms until she was a roaring bonfire of rapture. Her naked ass twisted and gyrated lewdly as her son banged ever faster into her pussy. Her vision was fuzzy, but she could still see his balls swinging so sweetly between her thighs. Her knees were being scraped on the carpet by the violence of her son's ramming cock, but she didn't care. Her orgasms were exploding like novas, bursting hotly through her cunt, making her hair-lined pussy lips squeeze and suck at his prick. He was squeezing her writhing hips harder, his fingers digging into the smooth flesh.

"Come, Steve!" Mary yelped.

"I will, Mom!"

"Now, baby! Oh, let me feel your cock come in my cunt!" she wailed. "I want it, darling! I want that precious, sweet cum juice spurting into my pussy! Hurry, while I'm still coming!"

Steve crashed against his mother's naked ass, driving his cock as deep as he could. He held it there, feeling the hot lips of her cunt pulling on his prick. Mary sensed, rather than felt, her son's cock throbbing now. Her orgasms were too strong, too powerful, for her to feel anything else. But she was aware that his cum juice was squirting into her cunt. That she could always feel. Bach gush splashing against the satiny hear of her cunt walls sent her into shaking spasms of even stronger orgasm.

When Steve's cock slipped from her cunt, she felt as if she had lost part of her own body. Too weak to lower her ass, she remained on the floor, her knees drawn under her still quivering stomach. A glow of pleasure still rumbled through her. Finally she turned onto her side and lay there, smiling at her son. She shoved a hand between her thighs and found them sticky and wet.

"You must have come a few gallons, darling," she said, giggling. "I've got cum juice all over my legs. Now I'll have to shower before we go back outside."

Steve grinned widely, watching his mother get to her feet and walk to the bathroom. Mary made her naked ass jiggle for his pleasure, then entered the bathroom. She adjusted the temperature of the water and stepped under the tingling spray. Steve came in and soaped his mother's back, paying most of his attention to her rounded, shapely ass.

"You like that hot ass, darling?" she asked, wiggling against his hand. "You really like that hot ass?"

"I love it, Mom," he said, working the side of his hand up and down the warm ass crack.

"You love your mother's hot cunt, too?"

"Best of all," he replied, letting her rinse the soap from her body.

After she dried herself, Mary pulled on a pair of lacy bikini panties.

Steve looked at her. "Are we staying inside now, Mom?"

"No, of course not," she said, tying a bikini halter over her firm tits. "We're going to have some lunch, and maybe stroll around the shops."

She pulled a sarong skirt around her hips, tied it at one side. A long thigh was fully revealed, almost to her panties.

As Steve slipped his trunks back on, he eyed her exposure. "You're gonna go out dressed like that?"

"Why not?" she replied, her eyes sparkling with lewd mischief. "No one can see anything, can they?"

"If you aren't careful, you'll show your panties, Mom," he said, but he didn't look at all disturbed.

"Maybe the suspense will create a few hard-ons," she said, laughing. Then seeing his face fall, she said quickly. "Don't you worry; I'm not going after some man. You're all the man I want or need, sweetheart."

They had lunch at a small, open-air cafe. Mary knew she drew the approving glances of men, and it made her feel good. Steve, after being assured she didn't want anyone else, became cheerful, and even enjoyed the fact men were surveying his mother's body with speculating eyes. He almost wished they could get a peek at her panties.

After lunch, they walked slowly through the shops, holding hands. Out on the pier, where trinkets were sold in some of the water beaten shacks, they stopped and browsed, but didn't buy anything. A cooling breeze was developing, and as they started for some wooden steps leading down to the beach, they both sighed a cute young girl wearing a full skirt. As they casually watched the girl, an unexpected gust of wind whipped up the girl's skirt to her waist. She was naked beneath.

"Wow!" Steve gurgled, his eyes bugging.

"You like that, don't you, baby?" Mary giggled as the girl fought to get her skirt down.

When the girl saw them looking she blushed uncontrollably, then she turned away and left.

"I saw her cunt," Steve said as he and his mother went down the steps and onto the beach. "She's got as much hair as you do, Mom."

"Turned you on, didn't it?"

Steve arched his hips out proudly, and Mary saw his cock was bulging in his trunks. She laughed. "You better hide that thing before someone grabs it."

Steve rubbed his hand over his hard-on, taking his mother's hand in the other and pulling her under the wooden pier among the tall, thick pilings.

"What do you want in here, Steve?" she asked, a smile on her pretty face. "More pussy?"

Among the pilings now, Steve shoved his trunks to his knees, exposing his throbbing cock.

Mary glanced about quickly. "Suppose we're seen?"

"Who cares," Steve replied. "I don't."

Understanding the need of a young boy when his cock was hard, Mary grinned. When a boy as young as her son became hard, the urge to fuck anywhere and anyplace was strong enough to make him ignore all caution. She leered at his straining cock. Taking it in her hand, she squeezed.

"I'll get all sandy here," she murmured. "Why don't I suck it, baby?"

His eyes flared with excitement. Mary dropped to her knees in front of her son, ogling the delicious hardness of his prick. Remembering how it had been when he came in her mouth the night before, she felt an overwhelming urge to repeat the experience. She held his cock tightly in one hand, her other holding a firm cheek of his ass. She looked up at him, her eyes smoldering. "If I suck your cock, will you promise to come in my mouth?"

"Like yesterday, Mom?" he asked, dancing from foot to foot with anticipation.

"Like yesterday," she murmured, nuzzling her cheek against the dripping head of his prick. She extended her tongue and stroked along the throbbing shaft of his cock, then parted her lips to accept his smooth prickhead.

As her son's cock slid between her lips, Mary gurgled with pleasure. The heat of his prick filled her mouth as her tongue moved. She closed her eyes, savoring the taste as she took his cock deeply into her mouth. With both hands on his naked ass, she began sucking back and forth. She pressed her lips against the wiry hair at the base of his prick, holding the head of his cock in the depths of her burning throat, her lips writhing, cheeks sunk inward.

Drawing her wet, tight lips back on his cock, she felt his hard prickshaft pulsing against her lips. As she sucked him, Mary thought it would be very easy to become a confirmed cocksucker for her son. She had no idea whether another cock would taste the same, feel the same, in her mouth. She had only sucked her ex-husband's cock before, and no other comparison could be made. However, she knew she preferred her son's hard cock in her mouth more than her ex-husband's cock. He had been much too large and it was uncomfortable. But Steve's cock seemed to fit her mouth perfectly, as though made for sucking.

Digging her fingers into his naked ass, she began to push and pull at his hips. Steve understood, and staring down into his mother's burning eyes, watching his cock fill her mouth, he began to fuck back and forth.

At first, he fucked his mother's mouth slowly, but Mary urged him to fuck faster, to fuck her mouth as hard and as fast as he wanted. Her eyes blazed with erotic passion. His balls banged upon her chin, creating more ecstasy for her. Steve cupped his hands at the back of his mother's head, holding her as he fucked his cock in and out of her sucking mouth.

Mary's tits tingled and swelled inside her halter. Her cunt was pulsating as it had the day before when she sucked his cock. Carelessly, she shoved her halter down, exposing one tit. Now, with her nipple brushing his thigh as he fucked into her mouth, she clawed at his ass cheeks tightly, urging her son to fuck wild and furious, to use her mouth as if it were her cunt. The throbbing hardness thrusting between her lips sent chills of delight up and down her spine. The possibility of being discovered helped to create an erotic, intense atmosphere for sucking her son's cock.

When Steve began to fuck her mouth in a frenzy, gulping and moaning, his eyes turning glassy, Mary struggled to suck harder, knowing he was close to discharge. When she tasted the sweetness of his cum juice spewing from his piss hole, she gurgled and swallowed swiftly, not wanting to lose one precious drop. Steve kept banging into her mouth as he came, the cum juice splashing along her inner cheeks, flooding down her throat. Mary's cunt squeezed tightly, then she, too, felt her first intense wave of orgasm. Her ass cheeks clenched as her cunt went into wild, roaring spasms.

After Steve's cock drained to a finish, Mary ran her tongue over the wet prick tip, licking at his piss hole gently. Then Steve pulled his cock free from her clinging lips. Mary stood, her legs shaking. She pulled her son against her and kissed his mouth wetly.

"Pull those fucking trunks back up before I get hungry for cock again," she said huskily, adjusting her halter over her creamy tit. "I get hungry often, you know."

They had just left the dubious concealment of the pier when they saw Carol approaching them.

"I wondered where you two went," Carol said.

"We had lunch," Mary answered, flashing a smile at her son. "I ate more than I expected."

Steve snickered, and raced off to find Tom.

"That boy of yours will make some young chick very happy when he gets older," Carol said, watching Steve race along the sand near the water.

Mary smiled, thinking that Steve was already making one special chick very happy.

"Let's have coffee," Mary suggested, "and you can tell me all about your potential romance with that hunk."

Carol grimaced. "That hunk turned out to have a fat wife and four kids."

Mary laughed. "Win a few, lose, a few. Keep looking, Carol, you'll find an unattached man eventually."