Mother Eager Beaver

CHAPTER SIX

It was almost dark when Mike and Judy got home. However, Tom didn't come in till well after dark. He wasn't hungry so he went straight to the den and sprawled out on the couch. He always watched the nightly news on channel eight before retiring.

The rest of them ate their dinner and returned to the den to find Tom sound asleep on the couch. "The poor thing hasn't had any sleep for over twenty-four hours," Barbara smiled at her children. "Let's leave him where he is so he can get a good night's rest."

"That's a good idea, Mother," Judy answered, looking down at her father. "The couch is very comfortable and if we wake him up he may not get any sleep."

"Maybe all of us should turn in early," Mike suggested. "I'm sure it'd be good for the whole family to get some rest tonight.

"I'm with you," Barbara answered. "Girls, let's wash the dishes while the boys get their bath. When all of us have finished in the bathroom we can call it a night."

Within an hour everyone was in bed trying to get some sleep, everyone that is except John, He was lying beside Mike giggling a little.

"What's wrong with you?" Mike asked, a little bit disgusted. "Aren't you going to get some sleep?"

"Yes, I will," John answered, then giggled again. "I was just thinking about something."

"It must've been good to make you giggle like that," Mike said, looking wonderinly at his brother. "Now why don't you go to sleep and forget about it till tomorrow."

"I can't forget about it but maybe I can quit giggling," John smiled at him. "It's too good to forget."

"Well just stop that giggling so I can get some sleep," Mike looked at his brother disgustedly.

"Okay, I won't giggle any more," John assured him. then giggled again.

"All right, what is it?" Mike asked propping on his elbow. "What's so damned funny?"

"Nothing's funny," John blushed a little. "Besides, I can't tell you about it; it's a secret."

"Okay, so it's a secret! Keep it to yourself," Mike answered, knowing John was aching to tell him what was on his little mind. "I don't want to know about your secrets."

"I'd tell you about it but you wouldn't believe me," John said gazing deep into his brother's eyes. "You'd think I were lying to you."

"Probably," Mike suggested. "So why don't you forget about it."

"I can't forget about it, Mike. I… I fucked Mama! I've fucked her twice!" John stated as a matter of fact. "And just today I fucked her and Martha at the same time. Well, almost at the same time-I fucked Martha while Mama was watching us."

"You did what?" Mike gasped, the blood draining from his face. "I don't believe any of this."

"I told you; I knew you wouldn't believe me," John pouted a little. "I shouldn't have told you at all."

"No! I'm glad you told me about this," Mike smiled a little as he lay back onto the pillow, knowing his brother had no reason to lie. "I just meant it's hard to believe; I didn't mean to imply you were lying."

"I didn't lie to you, Mike," John said sleepily. "Everything I said is the truth."

"I believe you," Mike answered, knowing he would have to hear his mother say John had fucked her. He believed his brother, but his mother would surely have to confirm it. "I believe every word you say,"

He watched his younger brother's eyes close in sleep, then his breathing became heavy. John was finally sound asleep beside him.

He waited awhile, thinking about his father on the couch. This would be the perfect time to talk to his mother. No one was in the room but her, and the girls were surely asleep by now. If his mother was still awake he'd have the privacy he needed for their talk. He waited awhile longer, then slipped out of bed and looked down at his younger brother. John was sound asleep; there's no doubt about that.

Mike eased into the hallway and looked both directions, then crossed over to his mother's room. He tried the knob but her door was locked tightly. He dropped to his knees to take a peek through the old fashioned lock that wasn't even used anymore. The keyhole didn't show much of the room but it showed every bit of his mother's bed. She was spread out on it and she was naked as hell. Her knees were raised high into the air and her fingers were thrusting in and out of her red-haired pussy. Her asscheeks were undulating as her snatch fucked at her fingers in a slow rhythm. John's story was true; it had to be. His cock stirred beneath his shorts as he watched his mother's fingers probe the depths of her seething fuck hole. His cock began to throb with hardness, then pressed wantingly against the material of his shorts.

He'd seen a few pussies in his young Me but he'd never seen one more desperate, and he'd certainly never seen one with such glorious red hair. He'd seen blond pussies like the hair surrounding his cock, and he'd seen black-haired pussies, but he'd never seen a brown-haired pussy or a red-haired pussy in his life. His mother's pussy was beginning to get to him and he couldn't seem to help himself. His cock throbbed with desire as he watched her fingers plunge back and forth into her wanting tunnel. He stood the temptation as long as he could, then stood up and rapped lightly on her door.

That must be Tom, Barbara thought, getting up to open the door, not even bothering to put on her robe. Our children are asleep by now.

She lifted the latch, then turned the knob and swung the door open.

"Mike\ My God! What are you doing here?" she gasped unbelievingly, then clasped her hands over her crotch. "I thought you were Tom!"

"You forgot about those," he pointed at her naked breasts. "Shouldn't you cover them?"

Barbara's face turned extremely red then she clasped her hands over her fleshy titties, leaving her red brush exposed to her son's

view. His eyes immediately fell to that gorgeous slitted mound between her creamy thighs, then his cock stiffened to the utmost. His six inch hardness pressed desperately at the thin material of his shorts, seeking freedom from its confinement.

"Mother. You've uncovered your pussy!" he teased at her, causing her face to turn even redder than it was. "What're you going to do about that?"

She covered her pussy with one hand while she desperately tried to cover her breasts with the other. It didn't work; something would be exposed to his view. In exasperation she lowered her hands and left her whole body exposed in his view. What the hell difference could it make now? He'd already seen her anyway.

"Mike, what're you doing here?" she asked, her body beginning to tremble mysteriously. It was almost as if she were enjoying his caressing eyes as they moved up and down her nakedness. "God, I feel so embarrassed standing here like this."

"Don't be embarrassed," he smiled at her. "I was enjoying the view, especially from your keyhole."

"Oh My God! You didn't!" her face suddenly changed color; it was now white as the sheet on her bed. "You didn't see what I was doing, did you?"

"Don't be ashamed, Mother," he tried to appear bold in a comforting way. "I've played with myself many times and I never felt shame from it."

"That's because no one was watching you," she turned away from him, then walked into the room and turned around to face her son. "You would've felt much differently if you knew I'd been watching you."

"Maybe! However, I don't think so," he smiled as he walked into the room and snapped the lock on the door, then turned to face her as he pointed to his crotch. "The way I feel right now I could play with myself and let you watch every bit of it."

Barbara lowered her eyes to his crotch, then she saw the oblong hardness pushing at the material of his shorts. Jeez, it looked as if his cock would burst free of its confinement at any time now. His cock looked so much bigger than John's. Her cunt began to tingle with desire as she fastened her eyes to the huge lump in his shorts. She tried to tear her eyes away from him but she couldn't. She tried to say something but there was a knot in her throat.

"I came in her to talk to you," he explained, walking over to her, then the head of his cock somehow eased beneath the leg of his shorts and pushed upward, bringing at least two inches of hardness into plain view.

Oh, God! His prick looked so thick and beautiful. The tingling in her pussy turned into a dull throb as she watched it jerk a little, then another inch was brought into view. She wished he would play with himself in her presence; it would give her an excuse to reach out and touch it. Mike's cock was almost big as his daddy's. She tried to remember Ben's cock. Hell, Mike's cock was bigger than his daddy's. It was just as long, and it was a hellofa lot thicker. His thickness surpassed even that of Tom's. However, it wasn't quite as long. What Mike lacked in length he surely made up in thickness. She groaned wondering how it would feel to have such thickness slipping into her pussy, "W-w-what did you want to talk about?" she stammered as warm stickiness slithered down the inside of her thighs.

"John told me something but I couldn't quite believe it," he said, looking wonderingly at her. "I just wanted to hear what you had to say,"

"Oh, Jesus! Did John tell you about that?" she groaned then sat on the edge of the bed. "I was so sure he wouldn't say a word about it."

She dropped her head as Mike walked up to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He felt her shiver as he kneaded her naked flesh softly.

"It's all right, Mother! I won't say anything about it," he assured her as his fingers entwined in the red curls of her hair. Jeez, her hair was so beautiful. It's no wonder her cunt was endowed with the most beautiful hair in the world; it was exactly the same color as the hair on her head. "I'd never tell on you. Whatever you do is your own damned business. I just wish it'd been with me instead of John."

Barbara swallowed the knot in her throat, then brought her eyes upward. They stopped at his crotch and that glorious thick cock. It was pointing awkwardly at her face beneath the leg of his shorts, but it was simply beautiful. The throbbing in her cunny grew worse, then her labia began to itch with desperate need.

"Do you, darling?" she asked wonderingly, then licked at her parched lips. "Do you really wish it'd been you? What would've you done in John's place?"

"I don't know," he thought for a minute. "But I surely wouldn't have this hard-on when I got through; I can assure you of that much."

"Have you ever… well… have you ever done anything like that?" she blushed then licked at her lips again, "I guess I'm trying to ask if you've ever… ah… fucked someone?"

It was his time to blush. He thought about the few times he'd come close but something had always happened to prevent it. One or the other had backed out in most cases, but there was that one time when his cock was about to penetrate Ginger's little pussy when her mother called her.

"I've come very close at times. I've even had my finger inside of many girls. There's one time I was entering one of them when her mother called out to her. Of course she had to pull up her panties and run home," he answered, trying to sound like some kind of expert on sex. *Tm sure I could've pleased any of them but I never got the chance."

"What if you'd gotten toe chance with me?" she asked sweetly as she knew how. "What if you could've taken your brother's place with me?"

"Like I said before, I wouldn't have this hard-on and I'd do my very best to please you in every way," he smiled down at her, realizing she was interested in his engorged hardness. "My cum would be flowing from the depths of your pussy, that's for sure."

She groaned as her lips eased closer to the tip of his thick cock. She wanted to lap out at his pisshole but she wasn't sure of herself. She wasn't sure how her older son would take it.

Mike watched as her lips got closer and closer to his cockhead. He knew she wanted to pull it between her lips but he didn't know what the hell to do about it. He eased a little closer, then his fingers entwined tighter in the curls of her hair. His pisshole was about an inch away from her soft lips and he was trembling a little, mostly from fear.

"What if I said you could take John's place with me?" she whined as more pussy juices flowed onto her thighs. "If I really wanted you to take John's place what would you do?"

"I'd die with happiness," he groaned, then pushed his cockhead up to her lips. "And I'd make sure you died exactly the same way."

"Then die, my darling," she sighed, not able to contain herself any longer as her soft lips kissed the tip of his cock. "Just make sure I die with you."

He quivered as he felt her lips upon his cock, then he felt her tongue pushing into his little slit with desire. He thrust forward at her mouth, hoping she'd swallow his hardness into her throat. "Aaahhh, Jeeeezzzz! Mother! Did you do this to John?" he moaned, wondering where he'd obtained the courage to approach his mother with such boldness, and especially the courage to use the words he'd been using in his presence. That limited peek through the keyhole was his answer. What he saw his mother doing to herself would've given him enough courage to break the door down and rape her if necessary.

She couldn't answer him. Half his cockhead was already slipping between her soft parted lips. He watched her beautiful lips slide wantingly over the rest of his huge crown, then they locked tightly behind his engorged rim. He'd gotten this far by being bold with her; he may as well be even bolder and go all the way.

His hands tightened behind her head, then he pushed forward as he pulled her onto his hardness. He watched his shaft slowly disappear as her face swelled from his enormous thickness, then he heard her gag a little as he shoved into the tender membranes of her contracting throat. He paused for a moment, then crammed the remaining inch of his shaft into her mouth, forcing her stretched lips into his blond pubic hair.

Her hot tongue played havoc on his cord of desire and it didn't take long to curdle the cum in his balls. He rucked at her mouth furiously for a few seconds, then hot goo shot into the back of her throat with force.

His cock swelled to the bursting point in her sucking channel, then she swallowed his spewing sperm into her hungry stomach. This is what she needed, hot spurting cum flooding her throat. She'd wanted it from John but he was too young to deliver. She swallowed Mike's jism with desire, then sucked for more.

When his prick stopped jerking in her mouth he grasped her shoulders and shoved her back onto the covers, then hooked his hands beneath her knees and pushed them toward her shoulders as he forced her legs apart. Her ass was well off the bed and her pussy was gaping with desire. He crammed his fleshy knob into her open labia, wedging his slitted pisshole against the entrance to her vagina,

"I'm going to fuck you, Mother," he assured her. "I'm going to ram my cock into that pussy if I have to rape you." He pushed into her entrance, then she thrust upward at him.

"Rape me, baby! Rape me good!" she groaned, her upraised asscheeks beginning to churn wildly beneath him. "Rape the hell out of my unyielding pussy."

"Your pussy is very yielding," he groaned, "And it feels so hot and good to the head of my cock."

His thick shaft slid into her pussy, forcing her pussylips wider than they'd ever been, then he plunged into her seething depths with heated desire. His balls clanged into her upraised asscheeks as his slitted hole pushed at her uterus, then he began working back and forth into her cunny as if it were the only thing in the world.

She groaned in passion as he forced her heels onto his shoulders and lay across her naked body, forcing her pussy even higher for his plunging prick. Her kneecaps were pecking at her shoulders as he fucked at her gaping pussy. He'd have her cumming in no time the way his thickness was caressing the puffiness of her bursting clit.

He reached down and cupped her sweet little asscheeks in his hands, then squeezed her naked softness with desire.

"Ooohhh… baby," she quivered beneath him. "If you keep doing that I'll spill my juices all over the covers."

"Spill your juices, mother," he whispered pulling her ass high as possible, then he started crashing into her uterus with such force she actually hurt. "Why the hell do you think I'm fucking you? I'm going to spill my jazz in a little watched her beautiful lips slide wantingly over the rest of his huge crown, then they locked tightly behind his engorged rim. He'd gotten this far by being bold with her; he may as well be even bolder and go all the way.

His hands tightened behind her head, then he pushed forward as he pulled her onto his hardness, He watched his shaft slowly disappear as her face swelled from his enormous thickness, then he heard her gag a little as he shoved into the tender membranes of her contracting throat. He paused for a moment, then crammed the remaining inch of his shaft into her mouth, forcing her stretched lips into his blond pubic hair.

Her hot tongue played havoc on his cord of desire and it didn't take long to curdle the cum in his balls. He rucked at her mouth furiously for a few seconds, then hot goo shot into the back of her throat with force.

His cock swelled to the bursting point in her sucking channel, then she swallowed his spewing sperm into her hungry stomach. This is what she needed, hot spurting cum flooding her throat. She'd wanted it from John but he was too young to deliver. She swallowed Mike's jism with desire, then sucked for more.

When his prick stopped jerking in her mouth he grasped her shoulders and shoved her back onto the covers, then hooked his hands beneath her knees and pushed them toward her shoulders as he forced her legs apart. Her ass was well off the bed and her pussy was gaping with desire. He crammed his fleshy knob into her open labia, wedging his slitted pisshole against the entrance to her vagina.

"I'm going to fuck you, Mother," he assured her. "I'm going to ram my cock into that pussy if I have to rape you."

He pushed into her entrance, then she thrust upward at him.

"Rape me, baby! Rape me good!" she groaned, her upraised asscheeks beginning to churn wildly beneath him. "Rape the hell out of my unyielding pussy."

"Your pussy is very yielding," he groaned, "And it feels so hot and good to the head of my cock."

His thick shaft slid into her pussy, forcing her pussylips wider than they'd ever been, then he plunged into her seething depths with heated desire. His balls clanged into her upraised asscheeks as his slitted hole pushed at her uterus, then he began working back and forth into her cunny as if it were the only tiling in the world.

She groaned in passion as he forced her heels onto his shoulders and lay across her naked body, forcing her pussy even higher for his plunging prick. Her kneecaps were pecking at her shoulders as he fucked at her gaping pussy. He'd have her cumming in no time the way his thickness was caressing the puffiness of her bursting clit.

He reached down and cupped her sweet little asscheeks in his hands, then squeezed her naked softness with desire.

"Ooohhh… baby," she quivered beneath him. "If you keep doing that I'D spill my juices all over the covers."

"Spill your juices, mother," he whispered pulling her ass high as possible, then he started crashing into her uterus with such force she actually hurt. "Why the hell do you think I'm fucking you? I'm going to spill my jazz in a little while but I'd surely like to make you cum before I do."

The pain of his fleshy knob poking at the entrance to her womb caused a numbness in her belly she'd never felt. She suddenly wished she could feel that beautiful thickness enter her abdomen. The numbness in her belly became a delightful throbbing of sinful desire, then she could actually feel the pounding of her heart in her belly. Her body began to tremble as the heartbeats moved outward along her grasping vagina walls, then she began to writhe hotly as they centered in the area of her exploding clit, making her tingle all over. She'd never felt exactly like this in her entire life. Her son was making her cum and they hadn't even started fucking, not really. Never had an orgasm gripped her body like this one was doing, not with anyone she'd ever fucked.

"Aaagghhhh! Jeeezzzzz! That hurts… but I'm cummminng! Ooooqo… My Godddd… am I ever cuuummminngg!" she squealed in an ecstasy she'd never known as her naked body rocked and swayed beneath him and his plunging cock. "Fuck me harder… pleaseeee! Shove your cock all the way through me! Ooohhh…Sweet Jesus! I'm losing my fuckin' mind! I'm losing everything! I'm cumminnng and I cant help it! Oooooo… Godddd… I cant control myself! Aaaggghhh…geeee… mmmmmm!"

He felt her warm juices oozing onto his bouncing balls as her hot pussy clutched desperately at his hardness. It was much more than he could stand. His cum was curdling again and he couldn't seem to control it. His balls were tightening with hot cum and he couldn't hold it back. He was going to explode and he knew it. He shoved at her spasming uterus, nestling the head of his cock in the depths of her trembling belly as molten lava entered the base of his thick hardness.

She felt his cock swell inside her contracting sheath, then she thrust upward, letting her churning snatch milk at him furiously.

"Unnngghhh… Mothhheeer! I'm… I'm cuummminnnng in that little pussy! Jeeeezzzz!" he groaned, his cock stiffening to the utmost, then he was jerking crazily inside her belly as his hot sperm splashed into her uterus. "This is… ooohhh… beautiful… aaahhh!"

Their naked flesh quivered against each other in ecstasy as their mingled juices spurted from her strectched pussylips. They writhed in delightful orgasm, then Barbara realized she'd never experienced anything so wonderful, not even with Tom. His prick went limp inside her cunny, then it slipped from her pussylips as their juices flooded his balls and slithered into the crank of her ass.

They cuddled passionately for a short while, then Mike winked at her and went back to his own room.