Tim trembled with excitement and passion. He was fearful he was going to come before he could get it into her hot, juicing cunt. He slipped between her warm thighs and she opened to him, one arm about his shoulders, the other hand reaching between them to seize and guide the throbbing, jerking cock to the entrance of her vagina. She inserted the head, feeling her outer lips parting and the nose of the hot cockhead pushing aside the inner fold that led to her slick, dark, waiting canal. She felt him breathing hard and trembling, and hoped that he would not come immediately. He was kissing her lovely jugs again, sucking on the nipples, and it felt so awfully good, but there was no use of him putting off what was sure to happen. She could feel the tip of his tool slipping in more and more, sliding easily past the swollen, well-lubricated lips of her vulva.
The head was in the opening of her vagina now and she felt her pussy beginning to stretch with the cock slipping so slowly into her; it did not hurt, not yet at least. But she was sure before all that gigantic tool was embedded in her cunt, it would stretch her to the utmost and bring some pain with the pleasure. At last! Mara felt the thickness and heat of the boy's cock, as she had not felt one for over a year. The episode the day before had merely opened her up for this, had toned her tissues for this moment. How delicious it seemed, how sensitive every nerve-ending! She was on her back in the sand, her ankles locked over his ass, and this lovely firm-cocked boy of hers was slowly working his huge prick into her yearning cunt. She could feel herself stretching, stretching to the edge of pain. She murmured and shifted and he held back for a moment, his breath snoring in his mouth. He was so excited that his entire body seemed afire. She pulled his face down to her and kissed him, her tongue gently exploring his hot mouth. Then slowly, almost imperceptibly, she felt him poking his blunt-nosed creature deeper. How far was it in now? She could feel her cunt-lips stretched all out of proportion around the hot, throbbing shaft of this boy's huge cock. She was not actually hurting, but it was somewhat less than comfortable at the moment. She wondered momentarily if she would be able to receive all he had to give her. She reached down and caressed his ass with one hand and then glided it between them and caressed his thick balls, feeling them tightly encased against the thick, trembling shaft of his rod. She felt of the remaining cock outside her steaming hole and realized that about four inches had slipped into her. Four solid inches. Then slowly he began to pull out of her. Mara nearly panicked and wrapped her arms and legs about him. “OOOOhhhhh, don't take it away from Momma, darling,” she sobbed. “Please leave it in.”
He smiled with trembling lips and kissed her again. His cock continued to slip out until it hung only by the thick, swollen head, now glistening with the slick juices of his cock and her cunt. She tried to relax and savor the new sensation, so long forgotten, of something hot, hard and male sliding out of her. He pulled it nearly all the way out and Mara wondered if her vagina was going to come out with it. Then she felt it sliding smoothly into her, pushing her inner lips apart, spreading her, stretching her, filling her fuller than she had ever been filled before, and yet, strangely enough, unusual as the sensation had become, once she was used to it, it was pleasant, sending tingling thrills throughout all her twisting, trembling loins.
Tim was fucking her with short, steady thrusts, pulling the huge knob of his hot cock nearly out of her cunt lips, until it was just clinging, barely parting the swollen, red folds, then pushing it slowly and steadily back into her, to stretch her right up to the threshold of pain, forcing her quivering clit to rouse and rear and tremble in extreme excitation as it stretched and rubbed along the top-side of his thick shaft. That this tremendously exciting cock should belong to her son was constantly amazing to her. Mike had been big and had taught her how to take the fullness of it easily, she being a small woman. But she had never received one as large as this and it was an experience she could not get used to. The cock thrust in and out, sliding easily, and adding an inch every now and then, easing more and more into her cunt, making the sides cling to it, causing him to gasp as she flexed the muscles deep inside her vagina to caress his huge knob as it began to retreat in a thick, sliding sensation. Mara shifted and settled under him, making herself more comfortable just as she felt him thrust again and-GOD, THERE IT WAS AGAIN, OOOOOOOO-OOHHH! In moving to make herself more comfortable she had let her knees ride outward slightly and Tim, thinking she was preparing for him to invade her more, had driven into her another two inches at least. It filled her, stuffed her-she screamed silently, and then, as she recovered, realized she was rocking upon the pink and swirling sky of pure pleasure as she had not known it for years. Tim slowed down and looked down at his mother. He realized he was gigantic in the sexual department and was afraid he was hurting her. But she smiled at him and pulled his head down to her again, kissing him deeply, passionately and wetly, her tongue driving him wild again. Seeing that he was indeed not hurting her, much at least, he began thumping it into her again, driving the great head of his cock deep, pulling it out, and throwing it into her once more. “Ooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhh, Timmmmy-yyyyyy,” she squealed and rocked her ass up to him in quick lashing thrusts, making him jam his cock more deeply into her. She felt again, darting her fingers between them on his upheave, and felt that he was all the way in when he thrust down. His belly hair was mingling with her cunt hair, and his huge balls were dripping with her cunt-juice, dripping off onto her ass and into the sand. He was grunting and snoring through his nose, slamming his cock into her, until his belly slapped wetly against the balls of her cheeks and her inner thighs. Tim was moving his cock lightly between the frothing lips of her cunt now, making his hips gyrate and twist, his cockhead barely inside her, moving it gently in and out, stretching her all out of shape, stretching the lips of her cunt until she could feel all the hairs twisting and turning and tickling. She had never felt anything so delightful as this, the wonderful cock with the purplish knob moving gently but firmly in and out, teasing her.
Then she gasped, for he was slowly pushing it down into her, slowly spreading the tissues, invading the darkness of her love-tunnel as it had never been invaded before. She cried out with pleasure as the gigantic knob pressed against the hard cone of her cervix and could go no further. She was being fucked to the very innermost depths of her body, and it was almost making her faint with excitement and sensation. It felt so good she just did not know how to picture it-the lovely, delightful sensation of the hot, huge, hard, thick cock that was sliding in and out of her, growing harder now and swelling deep within her. He was panting and she knew he was nearing his climax. In fact, she was beginning to experience small climaxes, one after the other, each growing in intensity. This was her way. When her sensations rose to a certain height, her excitement trembling upon the verge of a huge climax, a series of small ones preceded it, building and spreading throughout her entire body, until the final explosion. It was beginning to boil and stir in her loins and was spreading throughout her entire being. Tim was breathing deeply, his body covered with sweat. He had never felt his cock grow so huge, nor experienced such an exquisite sensation. The knob of his cock tingled as though it were being tickled, each time it reached the downward reach of its stroke. Her tissues clung and milked at his shaft, making him strain to hold back his cum. But he knew it was almost there. She was giving little cries of joy; he could feel surges that lifted her ass to him in violent thrusts, and knew she was getting ready to come, too. He kept it deep inside her, all the way in, as he ground his crotch around in lovely circles until she knew he was tangling their pubic hairs into impossible knots. He had twisted about until he was cupping her swollen, tight breasts in each hand, his thumbs strumming the nipples. Their bodies were so wet with cum-juice and sweat that they squished as they came together and parted. His hot, hard cock began pounding recklessly into her again, driving deep, pulling out, driving back in again, hot, hard and fast, without the kind of gentleness he had heretofore exhibited. She knew that he was getting ready to blast her to the moon! She felt her body respond to this, felt herself once again rising, floating upward to the occasion, her ass rising off the sand in her eagerness to share with him the lovely connection between them-the driving, delicious cock of this boy, her son, was literally driving her out of her mind.
Each time he thrust her ass came up to meet him with a delicious little squish, and each time her ass met his belly his cock plunged fully into her, penetrating her sensitive, swollen, passion-full pussy. Suddenly Mara realized that her huge climax was upon her.
She was engulfed in the throes of an orgasm that made all the others seem like the first she had ever had when she was ten years old and a little boy had rubbed her cunt for her until she jerked and quivered all over. Great surges of pure joy raced through her loins, lifting her, making her strain to thrust her cunt against him and hold it there while she shook and shuddered. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!” she wailed, her body arched like a bow beneath him. She quivered and shuddered again and again as her coming shook her to the core. Then she felt his cock harden like a steel rod deep inside her. It swelled until she thought she would split and she felt the first hot splash of his cum. He groaned and thrust his cock into her deeper, harder, faster. She heard a thin crying and realized he was at the point of releasing his first cum into the hot, squirming, steaming cunt of a mature woman. Then he moaned and stiffened in her embrace, and she felt his juice dashing in great leaps and spurts, each with the pulse of his cock, shooting great sticky, creamy, thick gobs of cum into her and filling her as an erupting stream fills a dry creek bed.
Slowly their surges ceased and finally they lay spent, his huge cock still inside her. They were smeared with cum and sweat and she lay with closed eyes and panting breath, her tits lifting and falling with her heavy panting. She was sated and tired from the activities of love, so much so she could hardly move if she had wanted to. She felt herself drifting and slipping into a light doze, and from his attitude she knew he was nearly unconscious. Then they both slept lightly in the sun and on the sand, alone on the island like the first man and first woman of all time. Tim woke up first. He had rolled off her and his flaccid cock lay across his thigh, a little dried stream of cum trailing across the brown skin. His large, egg-sized balls lay loose and contented in his hairy, wrinkled sac. He glanced over at his mother, with her arm across her eyes, shielding them from the sun's rays. God, it had been a wonderful fuck, he thought. She was about the best he could imagine, and far better than the once or twice he had tried to screw his gigantic club into the tightly pursed cunt of some half-scared teeny-bopper. He had come those times with the excitement and from trying to force his way into their tight channels.
But with his cockhead only just inside their lips, he had come each time-the prolonged play, the long time trying to invade them had brought him on, before lie could get into their pussies. But this… this was heavenly. His cock, lying half-hard across his thigh, now began to twitch and lift and wave in the upward position. In about five minutes he could be ready to go again. He reached out and began to caress the dark labia, parting them and pushing his fingers inside beyond the pinker, smaller lips of her vulva. There, once in her cunt, he began to finger-fuck her slowly, pushing in more and more until he had two fingers in her, slick and gooey, squishing in and out. Still sleepy, she moaned and moved her thighs apart and then opened her eyes as he leaned over and kissed and sucked upon her left nipple. The nipples stood and thrust upward into his mouth and, while he played with one, he sucked and licked the other one, until both were strutting in excitation. She opened her eyes and murmured, pushing her chest upward so that he could get a better purchase upon her nipple with his active lips and tongue. “Timmy… have you got an erection already?” “Already? Mom, I've been ready for thirty minutes.” “It hasn't been that long since we finished.”
She smiled at him and, murmuring her approval of what he was doing, she reached down and took his now hard dong in her fist, and began to jack him off, running her hand up and down the thick shaft, her fingers unable to reach all the way around it. A tiny stream of his lubrication came out of the small slit in the end of his cock and ran down upon her hand. He was completely erect, his balls straining up against the bulk of his thick shaft. She licked her lips, feeling the texture of his cockhead in her mouth from memory, and the taste of his cum. She pushed him back upon the sand. “My time to ride the horse, Tim.” “Ride the horse? Oh, I know. Sure, Mom, if that's what you want.” He stretched out and his huge cock thrust up and out, curving in a gentle crescent from his dark hair upward and toward his belly. She leaned over and kissed him, her tongue thrilling him with a deep delving into his mouth and throat. Rising to her knees, she raised a leg and straddled him, her hair-surrounded cunt resting lightly upon the bloated ridge of his cock, pressing it to his belly.
It was so long that the knob was an inch above his belly-button. She reached back and tickled his balls and he laughed. Riding high upon her knees then, she arched her buttocks and, reaching between them, she seized his cock and raised it, placing the darkened knob between the slick, hot lips of her vagina. He gasped as the hot feel of her cunt, the slick lubrication spilling from her in heated excitement, swept over him. He hunched slightly and the cockhead slipped in and up into her tube. She gasped and thrust downward and felt the bulk of his gigantic prick slip deeper and deeper into her.
She raised slightly and held there, allowing only a bit of the cock to rest within her vagina. Having made this entrance, she paused and, leaning over, began caressing his face, his ears and kissing and licking his lips. “Ah, God, Mom, you're the greatest. Fuck me,” he cried out. “Fuck me hard! Make me come a great big load up inside your cunt.” She grunted and thrust downward and then wailed. His huge rod was almost splitting her apart. Straining her tissues, it was arched deeply within the dark, hot secret place of her love, stretching and filling, leaking its slick liquid and making her feel that someone had thrust a fence post up her cunt. “Oh, that is the greatest,” he wailed as she began sliding up and down the slick, thick column. “Go, Mom, go!” She grunted in her effort and, holding on to his shoulders, her tits swinging and brushing his chest with hardened tips, she began to rotate her buttocks, swinging sideways, sliding up and down, screwing downward in a sliding motion, all calculated to bring him the greatest pleasure. He was caressing her tits, kissing them, sucking the nipples and running his hands up and down her sides. He reached around and, cupping her asscheeks in his large hands, he began to roll and palm them, making her hurry her up-and-down motions. She felt as though she were being fucked by two men. One of his fingers found her asshole and slipped in, fucking in and out, making her tingle, and all the while she was riding up and down upon his beautiful cock, making it slide in and out with flashing movements, the gigantic knob striking against her cervix, the thick shaft stretching her vagina walls until their tissues were thin and clinging, with nerve ends rubbing and exciting her more and more.
She felt his juices beginning to seep out, hot and slick, and she eased up on her bucking, pumping her white ass more slowly. To keep him from coming too soon, she raised up and, letting it slide deeply inside her, she held his cock there, immobile, squeezing it gently with the muscles of her cunt, cuddling his huge balls with her hands.
The sun was in his eyes and she shifted so that her head and hair shaded him. “Gosh, Mom, that was great. Why did you stop? I was about ready to come a bucketful.” “I know,” she laughed at him, squeezing his balls gently and rolling them in her fingers, “that was why I stopped. I don't want you to come yet.” Feeling that his momentary crisis was past, she turned slowly about, keeping him inside her, until her back was to him, her buttocks squatted upon his tummy.
He reached around and played with her tits and her clit, making her shiver with the need to come. Slowly, she began to rise and fall.
He gasped at the sensation of her cunt grasping his cock like a fist, squeezing and tugging as she lifted, then relaxing and receiving him like a soft, liquid balloon when she slid downward, her cunt quivering and rubbing his bulb as it moved inward in her vagina. Tim fastened his eyes upon his cock and saw that the great width of his shaft widened her cunt until the tissues seemed nearly to tear. When she reached her upstroke, part of the vagina pulled outward like a thin sheath, clinging to his cock. She was pounding up and down upon him now, his cock filmed with her lubrication and his own, forming a thin line of foam about the swollen lips of her cunt. He was nearing his completion again and he gasped and held her hips, thrusting upward to meet her downward thrust. Mara was in the throes of little climaxes that were building slowly toward the big one she always sought. Little twinges became bumps of sensation, which in turn exploded into a further sensation that built upward toward the final one that would cause her to keen and blow her top. He felt his own cum gathering in his balls, his cock throbbing with its swelling and expanding. The knob tingled until it was a pleasure-pain sensation that nearly made him scream. Then he gasped and, reaching out, he seized her hips and thrust her down upon his raging prick just as he began to spurt. He held her hard and fast against him, his jerking prick nearly nine inches deep inside her cunt. She felt him spurt and, as the hot wash of his cum filled her cunt, she went over the mountain peak. Wailing, she jerked and squirmed in a spasm of climax that caused her eyes to roll and her teeth to grind in the extremity of her pleasure. Her cunt quivered and quaked, opening and closing upon his cock until she had squeezed every ounce of his juice out.
“Ooooohhhhhhhh, Timmy… oooohhhhhhhh lover, I'm… I'm cummiiinnnggg!” she wailed and squeezed his balls to bring more of his spunk up into her unsatisfied cunt. His cum squirted out in great gouts, almost burning her cunt as it washed the walls and poured into the hot, dark cavity. Finally their throes subsided. The world turned right-side-up again and she slid off his softening prick to lie beside him in the sun, panting with her exertions. Tim was limp with exhaustion. He had been fucked as he had never dreamed of being fucked. And by his Mom, too. God, she was good. He raised his head and looked at her body. Slim, a little plump about the belly line, but still slim, large, firm tits, with slowly subsiding nipples, red with their exertions of the past hour. And that cunt… hot, moving, clutching cunt, that massaged his prick from the balls to the head and back again. And did she love it! He could now understand that night he had lain in bed, with a huge hard-on, listening to the sounds of moans and cries of pleasure coming from his parents' bedroom across the hall. His Dad had been a loving man, no doubt about it. But his Mom had also been a loving woman, who wrung every ounce of energy out of Mike night after night, filling her quaking cunt with his hot, spurting cum. Tim lay back, resting. This is going to be a summer to remember, he thought. I wonder how many times I could fuck her and cum in one day? Guess I will just have to try and see, and with that he drifted into a light sleep. Mara Fletcher was aware that she was using the body of her son to work out her sexual frustrations. She dreamed of that great cock, and she thought of it constantly during the day. Both of them had taken to going naked all the time, and she loved to see him working around the lakeside, his huge cylinder of cock swaying and flapping as he moved, undergirded by the dangle and sway of his huge sac of balls. He was becoming a wonderful lover. Some woman (a tinge of jealousy raced through her) would get a prize as a husband some day in the future. But right now… that dangling lovely prick was hers to suck, fuck, jerk and pet. It belonged to her and she was going to wring all the hot, spurting cum from it she could into her mouth and into her cunt. She had thought of another act she and Mike often put on for pleasure and pure joy. She would jerk off his prick until he was nearly ready to spurt his cum. Then he would straddle her belly and, leaning forward, would run his hot, pulsing cock up the valley of her breasts, and, holding her tits tightly against his cock, making a tunnel for it to glide in, he would begin fucking. The large head of his cock would flash through the crevice and would nearly reach her mouth. By bending over slightly, bowing her neck, she would lick it as it appeared, tasting the streaming, clear liquid that oozed from it. Just as he was coming, he would gasp his readiness and she would bend forward and take the head of his cock in her mouth, sucking and siphoning on it, as he groaned and squirted his thick, creamy cum deep into her throat. She fantasized doing this and many other things with Tim as the summer wore on. Her cunt was in a constant state of readiness, as was his cock.