Never in her life had Roxie felt such feelings. Sex simply had not been part of her life.

Until now.

For some reason, she thought about it constantly. Images of hard cocks would come into her mind at the most inappropriate times, often embarrassing her. She would be shopping in the supermarket, and an unusually shaped cucumber would suddenly resemble a thick, long cock. She found herself looking for things that resembled a cock, blushing furiously when she realized what she was doing. Even mundane objects like a telephone pole made her think of cock.

Once, much to her embarrassment, she had come out of her bath, forgetting she was naked, and she had bumped into her son in the hallway.

For a moment Roxie had seemed disoriented, until she saw how her son was staring at her. Then, with a cry of embarrassment, arms and hands covering her tits and cunt as best she could, she had run back into the bathroom and slammed the door, sitting on the toilet and sobbing into her hands, wondering what was happening to her. Later, after she had calmed somewhat, she wondered what her son must think of her.

Tossing soiled clothing into a washing machine, she felt it vibrating, against her hips and thighs. Immediately she felt such a responding throb in her cunt, and she moaned, not wanting to feel such wanton sensations. Her hips pushed against the machine, the vibration sending quivering thrills through her body. Squeezing her eyes shut, Roxie felt herself giving in to the urges, for the first time unable to resist.

Arching her back, she inched her skirt up.

The cheeks of her ass tightened, then began to bunch in a writhing motion. Her cunt seemed to swell, become puffy, her clit knotted with fiery heat.

“No,” she whispered in a desperate try to stop herself. “No… no… no.”

She slipped her skirt to her narrow waist, glancing over her shoulder to make sure the door was still closed, that her son was not peeking.

Sliding her hot palms up and down her thighs, Roxie began to twist her ass, swaying sensuously. She was moaning softly. Her hands cupped the grinding cheeks of her ass, squeezing hard. She was acutely aware of her cunt, the expanding sensation of it in her tight panties. She felt the moisture in the crotch, on her inner thighs. Gripping one cheek of her ass, she pushed her other hand between the washing machine and her body, curling her fingers into her cunt, pressing and rubbing in slow motion.

Roxie did not hear the door open, nor see her son peeking at her.

Rich stared at his mother’s ass, her skirt twisted about her waist, watching her squeeze her asscheek, knowing she was rubbing her cunt with the other hand. A grin spread over his face as he watched.

Roxie was deep in an erotic fantasy now, and she turned, with her eyes still closed, feeling for the handle of the car door. She opened the door, sitting in the seat. Leaning back until she was flat on the seat, she spread her knees wide, sliding a hand beneath the waistband of her panties.

Rich watched, his eyes burning in fascination, seeing his mother’s panties bulge outward as she began to move her hand inside them. Soft pussy hair gleamed along the spreading edges. He saw how puffy the lips of her cunt were, heard the hot, liquid sound as she moved her two fingers into her cunt.

Plunging her two fingers into her cunt as deep as she could, Roxie whimpered and tossed her ass upward, grinding in tight screwing motions. Her other hand was beneath her ass, clutching a tight asscheek once again. She rammed her fingers in and out, the friction bringing sobs of ecstasy from her.

“Ooohhhhh… ooooh!” she moaned, the sound carrying to her staring son. “Ahhhh… ooooooooh… mmmmm!”

As the hot feelings increased, Roxie tossed her ass up and down, swinging her hips wildly, plunging her fingers in and out of her cunt with wanton, mindless rapture.

Jerking her hand off her ass, she darted it under her thin sweater. She didn’t hear the gasp of her son as she exposed her tits. Feverishly pulling and twisting her nipples, Roxie began to fingerfuck herself with vigorous strokes, arching her crotch. Her panties pulled away, and her son gazed in steamy fascination, now able to watch her two fingers penetrating the hairy wetness.
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“Ooohhhh, yes!” Roxie sobbed. “Oh, yes!”

A low whine came from her as her ass lurched upward. The whine changed to a throaty scream. She buried her two fingers as far into her cunt as she could, smashing one of her tits almost flat with her palm.

“Yes! Ohhhh, yes!”

Rich saw his mother shudder, then her hips seemed to start jerking out of control.

“Oooooommmmmm!” She strained her cunt onto her fingers as the convulsion burned through her, her stomach rippling. Then, as the spasms weakened, she let her ass slump, but her fingers were still inside her cunt.

Rich kept watching, seeing the stretching of her pussy. His cock almost burst from his jeans Roxie slowly pulled her fingers from her cunt, her legs moving together slowly.

By the time she was sitting up in the car, Rich had closed the garage door, and she never knew he had been watching her. With a blush on her lovely face, she stood on shaky legs, smoothing her skirt down, returning to the washing machine. She felt dazed for a moment, concerned that she had weakened and given in to the wicked urge.

Then a smile spread over her face, eyes gleaming softly.

She felt good, very good.

The relief had been needed.

But she still felt ashamed of what she had done.

However, her relief was short-lived.

Soon after dinner, Roxie was horrified to find those urges coming on again, stronger than they had been that afternoon. She was sitting in the living room with her son, watching television, when her clit started swelling.

She glanced at Rich, feeling guilty for some vague reason. Her cunt began to throb with such wild heat, it seemed impossible that he didn’t know. Roxie let the sensations flood her, unable to stop them in any event. Pressing her thighs together didn’t help at all. In fact, the pressure only made it worse.

Rich looked at her and saw his mother staring at him with a wild, almost mindless expression.
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Roxie sat upright in the chair, eyes wide, mouth gaping, as her cunt throbbed and burned crazily. She looked at the front of her son’s pants. She curled her fingers into tight fists, her palms itching. She felt the strong impulse to jerk her skirt up above her waist and expose herself to her son.

She began to tremble, now gripping the arms of her chair. Rich’s cock looked huge inside his jeans; she could see the shape of it, the slight bulge of his balls.

Roxie swallowed nervously.

Rich gazed at her, remembering what he had seen her do earlier. His cock began to stiffen.

Roxie stared in horror, seeing her son’s cock lift and harden, and still she could not take her eyes off it. It lengthened, thickened, right before her eyes. She moaned softly, her cunt pulsating.

“Rich,” she whispered, eyes on his cock. As if unaware of what she was doing, Roxie stood up, still gazing at his now-thrusting cock. She took a stumbling step toward him, one hand lifting. “Ritchy…”

With a low whimper, Roxie stopped at her son’s knees. She knelt, sliding her hands up his thighs. She stared at his face.

Ritchy wasn’t startled. He spread his knees apart as his mother moved her hands along his thighs. Roxie was breathing deeply, her tits lifting and falling, nipples pronounced behind the thin sweater. Once more she stared at his cock as her fingers approached it. She was shaking, hands trembling. She murmured his name once more, then touched the tip of his cock with a fingertip.

Rich gasped.
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“Ritchy…” Roxie ran her palm along the length of his cock. “Oh, Ritchy!”

Feverishly, Roxie ripped at her son’s pants, getting them open. Rich pushed his ass to the edge of the couch, eager and willing. Pulling his cock from his fly, Roxie began to pant as she closed her fist about it. She jerked and pushed, pumping vigorously, the hardness and heat searing her palm. She stroked his cock vigorously, mewling with uncontrolled pleasure, watching the head swell and bulge in her fist.

“Ritchy!” she gasped.

Jerking her hand off his cock, she jumped to her feet. As her son watched in pleased fascination, Roxie yanked her skirt to her waist, tearing and ripping at her flimsy panties. As they slid down her legs, she almost jumped astride her son, spreading her knees over his hips.

With a wildness that was almost frightening, she grasped her son’s cock at the base and stuffed the swollen head into her cunt swiftly. With a low moan, she sank onto it, feeling her cunt spread about the thickness. Throwing her head back, gripping his shoulders tightly, Roxie began to bounce up and down, fucking her son.

“Oooooh, yes, yes!” she cried.

Rich grabbed her waist, squeezing, as he strained his cock up to her burning cunt. His eyes were glowing, mouth gaping. The wet heat of his mother’s cunt closing about his cock was making him tremble and gasp.

Roxie jerked up and down, the friction of her son’s cock becoming more intense and satisfying than her fingers. Her cunt felt so deliciously full, so tightly crammed. She cooed, jerking her ass back and forth, then bouncing on his cock again.

Liquid sounds came from between her legs as she humped, her head tossing about frantically. Her tits jiggled. She was aware that her son was pushing his cock up into her cunt, that she was gyrating her ass lewdly, that she was about to come, and that she was fucking her son, yet it seemed like a dream, unreal.

“Uhhhhhh… uuuuuhhhhh!” she moaned, jerking her ass back and forth, feeling her clit scrape along the hard shaft of his cock. “Oooooh… uhhhhhh!”

Rich, now showing the strain on his face, thrust his hands up his mother’s thighs, holding her grinding hips as she began to ram up and down again.

Roxie began pounding her cunt onto her son’s cock as her cries of ecstasy grew. Her eyes widened, her pussy ready to explode. Her cunt gripped his cock tighter, the rippling pleasure making it clamp and relax as she jerked up and down.

Throwing her head back, almost falling off him, she rammed as hard as she could onto his cock, pressing and straining. She began to gasp, then she wailed.

“Ritchy!” she screamed.

She began to come, strong and hard around his cock. The gripping of her cunt brought a cry from Rich.

He dug his fingers into his mother’s hips, pushing his cock as hard as he could into her squeezing cunt. Like his mother, he threw his head back, and then gushed into her, sending a hot spray of come juice up her fiery cunt.

“Oh… oh! Oooooooooh!” Roxie cried, shuddering helplessly.

Each spurt of his cock sent tremors through her, making her orgasm ripple powerfully. She clung to his shoulders in desperation, bending far back to push her cunt as hard as she could onto his squirting cock.

The shattering spasms slowed, weakening, leaving Roxie wrung out. She slumped, panting, her fingers losing their grip on his shoulders. For a moment, she leaned against him, then with a cry, she jerked up. She yanked her cunt off his cock and almost fell as she ran from the room, one hand over her face, sobbing in horror at what she had done. She ran into her room, slamming the door behind her, falling face-down on the bed and sobbing in misery.

How could she have done such a thing! Rich would surely think she was out of her mind now.

CHAPTER TWO

The next day, Roxie was more embarrassed than ashamed of what she had done with her son. Her lack of shame surprised her very much. Usually she was very modest, always making sure that her knees were covered and together when she sat, and seldom did she wear revealing clothing. Those women who wore short shorts, with half their asses exposed, were shameless, she felt. Her own shorts came to midthigh, and they were not at all tight around her hips or ass.

What she had done was more shameless than wearing revealing clothing, yet she didn’t feel ashamed. As she bathed, she tried to understand what was happening to her. None of it made sense.

Her hand moved between her thighs, and a tremor swept through her when she touched her clit.

Jerking her hand away quickly, Roxie scrambled from the tub, horrified that she was touching her pussy without even knowing it now.

With her mind still dwelling on the day before, she pulled on a pair of panties, snapping the elastic around her hips. She selected a sun dress from her closet, and slipped it on. Although she dressed modestly, she was always dressed attractively. Her long, medium-brown hair sparkled, and she applied a faint coat of lipstick, then an eyelash enhancer, the only make-up she wore.

Nervously, she left her room, not knowing what to expect from her son when they came face to face.

Rich was in the kitchen, eating a bowl of cereal when she entered, finding a fresh pot of coffee already made. Pouring herself a cup, she sat at the table and avoided looking directly at him.

“How do you feel, Mom?”

“I… I feel fine,” she murmured.

She felt him gazing at her, staring right at her tits. A blush started on her face, and she was beginning to shake. She spilled a drop or two of coffee on the table. He kept staring at her, and her nipples were stiffening inside her bra and dress, starting to tingle. She was reacting to the way he looked at her. With a start, Roxie found she was wondering if her son had a hard-on.

Startled by the thought, she dropped her cup.

“Oh, shit!” She darted her hand to her mouth, her face flushed.

The cup shattered on the floor, coffee spilling everywhere. She stared down at the mess.

“I’ll get it, Mom.” Rich grabbed some paper towels and squatted at her feet. “You’re sure jumpy this morning. Are you nervous about something?”

She felt his eyes staring at her knees, and with a little gasp, she realized they were spread apart. She clamped them together tightly, then heard her son laugh low in his throat. But the instant she clamped her thighs together, the pressure set up a hot tingle in her cunt. She relaxed, then, to her horror, she saw that Rich was peeking between her legs.

Her legs refused to move, and she placed her hands on her thighs to close them. Even that didn’t work. She was blushing furiously, knowing her son was peeking at her, maybe even seeing her panties, and she sat there in a trance, frozen and helpless, trembling with a heat that consumed her flesh.

As Rich looked up, Roxie stared at him, eyes smoldering and glassy. The tip of her tongue moved over her lips, and it was all she could do to stop herself from reaching for him.

She felt his hot palms cup her knees, and when he gently pushed them apart, she was so weak there was nothing she could do. A soft sob came from her throat when her son spread her knees. She slumped in the chair, eyes closing, as her face burned with embarrassment. But excitement began to rumble through her. It was almost like her fantasy of being looked at in the car. Her cunt began to pulsate wetly, her clit bulging. She clenched her fist at her hips, leaning her head back, eyes closed.

Rich gazed between the satiny smoothness of his mother’s thighs, recalling her wanton exhibitionism in the car the day before. Young as he was, he sensed his mother was helpless, that he could do just about anything he wanted to her.

Being a young, horny boy, he was delighted in what he discovered. He pushed her knees wider apart, seeing the tight crotch of her panties, the soft pussy hair curling along the edges. His cock, already hard, pushed at his pants.

Roxie sat with her knees held open by her son, spread very wide, in a very lewd position of invitation. She was blushing furiously, but he was burning up with need, too. She felt moisture seeping from her cunt, soaking into her panties.

“No…” she whispered when she felt his hands move up her legs under her dress. “Ritchy, no…”

Rich ignored her, caressing his mother’s velvety thighs, feeling her flesh. Now he had the chance to do what he had longed to do for so many months — feel a girl up.

He ran his fingertips along the edges of her panties, then over the front.

Roxie gasped, moaning softly. “No… no… no.”

Her breath caught when she felt him tugging at her panties, felt her ass cooperating with him by lifting off the chair. She felt her panties slide down her thighs, and her feet lifted so that her son could remove her panties.

Once again Rich spread his mother’s legs, gazing at her crotch, seeing her hairy cunt. The triangle of soft hair was thick, and he smoothed it with his hands, exposing the puffy pink slit of his mother’s cunt.

Roxie felt as if she had no strength to resist him. Her son pushed her knees wide, then he pulled at her hips until he had her ass hanging over the edge of the chair.

Roxie peeked from slitted eyes when she heard the snicking of his zipper. Again her breath caught when he stood, his cock thrusting from his fly in a raging hardness. She stared hungrily, no longer blushing, her passion taking control once more. She saw him close his fist about his cock and pump it a few times as he stood looking down at her cunt. She gasped when he rubbed the fiery head against her thigh.

She listened to him breathing hotly as he stood between her legs, stroking his cock. Her cunt clasped tightly, juices seeping from it and onto the curves of her ass. She gripped the seat of the chair in an effort to keep from reaching for his cock.

Then Rich was moving closer to her, the head of his cock pointing at her cunt.

Roxie turned her head in a futile gesture to keep him from seeing her face. The head of his cock touched the tip of her clit. She gasped. Her pussy seemed to clamp up as a quick orgasm shot through her.

Rich pushed his cock down, the head rubbing from her clit to the hot slit of her cunt.

Roxie held her breath, feeling the swollen tip of her son’s cock pushing at her cunt. She began to sob, but it was the sob of burning passion.

Suddenly her son pushed his cock into her cunt.

“Ritchy!” she cried, her hands jerking off the chair and clutching his hips tightly. “Oh, God, Ritchy!”

Rich held his mother’s shoulders and pushed his cock deep into her clasping cunt.

Roxie lost all control once more, and her hips jerked up against him. His cock felt so big, so thick, so long, inside her cunt, filling her to full capacity. Her cunt seemed to close about his cock tightly, caressing it with rippling movements.

Then Rich began fucking her.

Roxie moaned and sobbed softly, her hips grinding with his lunges. The rough texture of his jeans on her sensitive thighs seemed to intensify, and she tightened them against his hips. She strained her cunt at him, hips gyrating in wanton passion. The shaft of his cock sent thrills shooting through her crotch, up to her tits, making them hard. Wet sounds came from her cunt as his cock stabbed quickly.

“Oh, Ritchy!” she moaned, her head tilted over the back of the chair, hair hanging down. Her eyes opened and closed as her hips jerked and thrust to his rhythm. She clutched his hips, jerking him into her cunt. “Ohhhh, Ritchy! My God, Ritchy!”

Rich was panting, staring down at his cock sliding in and out of his mother’s clinging cunt. He could see the pink flesh gripping his cock, watch her clit rub at the shaft. He curled his fingers about her tits through her dress and bra.

Roxie cried out, her hands flying off his hips to cover his, smashing his palms hard against her tits, almost flattening them. She bucked her ass up and down, grinding lewdly. She trembled and shivered, making gulping sounds.

“Oh, Ritchy!” she cried, ramming her cunt up hard.

A second orgasm was exploding inside her pussy, causing the fiery, hairy slit of her cunt to clamp around his cock.

“Oh, it’s happening again!” she gasped wildly. “I don’t believe it, Ritchy! I’m — oh, God, I’m coming, Ritchy!”

“I know, Mom!” he panted. “I know!”

He pounded into her, making fleshy sounds. He squeezed her tits as he fucked her relentlessly.

Roxie cried out time and again, her cunt going through spasms that shook her from head to toe. She was coming harder than the day before, the ecstasy boiling through her, her mind reeling. She pressed his hands tighter to her tits, tossing her ass frantically up and down, her head twisting.

“Do it, Ritchy!” she pleaded in whimpering rapture. “Ooooooh, Ritchy! Harder, Ritchy! God, do it as hard as you can! Oooooh, look at me… at my… my — cunt!”

Babbling with erotic ecstasy, coming in strong, hot, liquid waves of orgasm, Roxie was totally unaware of what she was saying, only that she had to say it.

“Fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck me hard! Ooooo, I’m coming, Ritchy! Ahhhhhhhh, I’m really coming!”

Rich was panting hotly as he stared at her cunt bouncing up and down on the shaft of his cock. His balls burned with fullness, his cock jerking and getting ready to gush jizz into her cunt. He crushed the front of his pants against her swollen cuntlips as he tried to shove his cock deeper yet.

Roxie spread her legs, straining with him, wanting his cock to go deep. The convulsions kept going, her orgasms fiery. Pushing onto his stabbing cock with all her strength, she kept babbling.

“Oh, fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Ooooh, my pussy needs that hard cock! My cunt needs that hard, hard cock! Fuck me, Ritchy! Fuck me and make me come! Ohhhh, God, ram that big thing up my cunt! I feel so… so wild, so wicked, so hot!”

She kept churning her ass in frantic gyrations, giving in to the heat, the beautiful, wonderful heat.

“Make me come!” she sobbed. “Oh, make me come and come! Fuck me and make me come over and over, Ritchy!”

But the strain was getting to him. His cock and balls were aching. He began to pump into her cunt faster, clutching her tits as tight as he could. His head lifted, a grimace of pain and ecstasy on his face. He pushed, and Roxie’s hands flew to his hips. She pulled him in, her cunt squeezing at the base of his cock with fiery orgasms.

Rich grunted, then yelped. His cock gushed, spraying hot juices along the satiny walls inside his mother’s cunt.

“Yes, yes!” Roxie sobbed. “Ohhhh, squirt it in me! Oooooh, I want that hot juice in my pussy, my cunt! I want it all! Ahhhh, come, baby! Come hard!”

The final squirt spewed from him, and his shoulders slumped, hands falling down her shaking sides to her bare thighs.

Her skirt had become twisted around her waist. Her legs fell limply apart, her cunt squeezing his cock out. It dropped along the hot crack of her smooth ass, and he stood there, panting.

Roxie, now that some of her heat had been cooled, was surprised at her lack of embarrassment at the moment. She enjoyed the sensation of being exposed to her son, her cunt dripping his come juices over the crack of her ass. She looked up at him, a nervous smile on her lovely face.

Rich stepped back, grinning down at her, still looking between her legs. Roxie spread them open, her cunt parting wetly. Rich dropped to his knees, panting heavily. He knelt at her side, and Roxie pulled his cheek to her bare thigh, his face turned toward her cunt. Running her hand through his hair, she trembled as she smiled at him.

Rich’s hot breath tingled on her naked thigh as she sat in the chair with her ass hanging over the edge. His face felt good on her naked leg, and she was confused about her feelings. She felt so very good right now, not at all embarrassed or ashamed.

They rested, neither speaking, but looking into each other’s eyes quietly. Roxie even lifted her twisted skirt higher until her belly button was exposed. She pushed her hand nervously upward toward her tits.

“Ritchy, do you want to see them?” she asked, whispering softly.

He nodded, grinning and sliding his hand to her ass.

Her hand moved to her tits, sliding from one to the other. They felt much too swollen for her bra now, and her nipples were still painfully stiff. She slipped one strap down, slowly pulling the top of her dress downward. Her nipple slipped into view, and she watched his eyes as he gazed at it. She saw hot hunger there, a hunger that seemed as wild as her own.

Surprising herself again, Roxie began to circle her nipple with the tip of one finger, making it tingle and bulge even more. Fascinated by her own boldness now, she cupped her tit and squeezed it, letting the nipple slide between her fingers. Using her other hand, she drew his hand up her body and curled his fingers around her tit.

Rich squeezed, then began to twist and pull at her nipple.

“Ohhhh, honey!” Roxie cooed, her eyes flashing in heat.

With a sinking sensation, she knew the gates of her passion had been thrown wide open, allowing her son entrance to her inner self, her passionate inner self.

With his face resting on her thigh, she pushed her knees farther apart. He kept pulling and twisting her nipple, but he was also watching her pussy spread open. Roxie smoothed her fingers through the soft curls, sliding the edge of one finger along the side of her clit, mewling softly. She spread her cunt open with two fingers, the wet, pink flesh pulsating gently.

“Ritchy…” she whispered. “Ritchy!”

A hot gush of piss spewed out of her cunt.

Rich jerked his head up, mouth gaping in surprise.

“Oh, my God! I didn’t mean — oh, that’s embarrassing!” Roxie gasped, blushing wildly, clamping her hand over her cunt.

To her horror, she spurted again, hot piss spewing around the edges of her palm.

Rich stared, then giggled.

Roxie tried to stop, but the harder she tried, the more she pissed. Her inner thighs dripped with piss, pooling on the floor.

“What am I doing?” she cried in embarrassment.

“Pissing, Mom!” Rich giggled.

He tried to pull her hand away, but Roxie cupped her cunt with all her strength. But she was weak, and her son moved her hand easily.

Roxie attempted to close her legs, but she couldn’t do that, either. She almost managed to stop pissing, but it was still dribbling from her cunt.

“Don’t look at me!” she cried frantically. “Please, Ritchy, don’t look at me!”

Rich pushed at her legs, spreading them far apart. Roxie was unable to stop him, and as her son gazed at her open cunt, she began to piss in a hard stream. She turned her face to one side, feeling fiery heat on her cheeks. She felt her son holding her legs apart, watching her piss. No one had ever watched her do this, and certainly she had never lost control before. And she had never pissed with her legs so far apart.

“Keep it up, Mom!” Rich gasped. “Piss, Mom! Ohhh, you’re pissing hard! Look at it spurt out!”

Roxie peeked downward, seeing the hot stream of piss spewing out in an arc, hearing it splatter on the kitchen floor. She began to shiver, her cunt tightening, causing the piss to gush out in short spurts.

Finally, much to her relief, she stopped. But Rich kept holding her knees spread apart.

“Ritchy, let me…”

He released her, and she closed her legs. She couldn’t look at him now, but she knew he was grinning at her. Getting up, she had trouble smoothing her dress, still trying to do so when she walked out of the kitchen.

Roxie entered her bedroom. She stood in the center of the room, hands wringing as she tried to come to grips with herself. It had been bad enough last night to lose control and practically **** her son, and then to be so helpless this morning that she had let him fuck her again. But why she had begun pissing right there in the kitchen as her son watched confused her more than ever.

Removing her clothes, she stepped into her shower and adjusted the water to a stinging spray.

Later, in a fresh sun-dress, she sat on her bed, thinking hard about what had happened, finding no answers.

Taking a deep breath, she stood up, drawing upon every ounce of courage she had. Then she left her room, determined to face her son.

He was in the living room, holding her panties.

“Ritchy,” she said in a low, nervous voice, hands folded in front of her body like a shy little girl. “I think you and I have to talk.”

Rich held her panties up, grinning at her. “Mom, I didn’t know you wore such pretty panties. What are we gonna talk about?”

She trembled. “About what’s happened between us.”

“If you wanna talk about it, Mom, that’s okay with me,” he said, dropping the panties on the couch. “But I’d rather do it than talk.”

CHAPTER THREE

Roxie wanted to run away. The way her son looked at her was embarrassing. He seemed to stare right through her clothing. He seemed so much different, acting bolder with her than before. But then, she thought, hadn’t she just given him that right?

“Please, Ritchy, listen to me,” she said, almost pleading, wringing her hands. “This is very important. Please, let me talk.”

He leaned back, looking at her, his face serious.

“Ritchy, something is… something has happened to me. I don’t know why or what, but it’s something I seem to have no control over. I’ve never been this way… never felt this way, in my entire life. Do you understand what I’m trying to say?”

He nodded slowly.

“What we… what I did, well… I couldn’t help myself. It happened before I could think, or stop it.”

“I think I understand, Mom,” he said, starting to show interest. “I mean, I hope I understand.”

“It’s difficult for me to explain, because I don’t understand myself, and this is very hard for me, Ritchy.”

Roxie glanced at his crotch. The bulge of his cock and balls made her tremble.

“Last night, then today…”

“Restless pussy, Mom.”

“What? What did you say?”

“I said, you have a restless pussy.”

“Ritchy, that isn’t a nice thing to say about…”

Rich sat up and leaned forward, looking at her keenly. “Mom, that’s what it is — a restless pussy. All the guys at school know about that. A couple of girls have the same thing, and I’d say you have it, too.”

“I don’t know what it is, but I know I can’t seem to control it.”

“Pussy, Mom,” Rich said. “Pussy, cunt. You didn’t have any trouble when my cock was in there. What’s the problem now?”

“I’ve never said… I don’t talk that… Ritchy, you’re not trying to help me at all!”

“I’ll help you, Mom. Anytime you get restless, just let me know.”

“That’s not what I want. I want — oh, I don’t know what I want!”

Her hands flew to her face, covering it. She was so embarrassed, she wanted to die. Even now, her cunt was on fire, pulsating so hotly that she wanted to cram her fingers into it. She trembled, wanting to cry, yet the tears would not come.

“Mom, I know what you want. I don’t know much about those things myself, but I think I know exactly what you want, or at least what you need.”

“Oh, God, I do!” Roxie sobbed. “I do, Ritchy!”

“Mom, lift your dress.”

“I will not!” she gasped. “What do you think… I’m your mother, Ritchy!”

“Lift your dress, Mom,” he insisted.

Roxie trembled, hands falling slowly from her blushing face. She turned her head to one side and began to inch her dress up. She felt his eyes, very hot, following the hem as she drew the dress above her knees, then to mid-thigh. She was shaking so badly that her knuckles were white as she gripped the dress, her legs turning weak. She held her dress near her hips.

“Higher, Mom. Lift it higher… to your waist.”

With a little sob, Roxie lifted her dress around her waist. She closed her eyes with embarrassment as her son gazed at her. The panties were tight, her cunt puffing them outward. The shadow of her thick pussy hair was framed inside the thin nylon. Her legs were lovely, very smooth and unblemished. She heard him open his pants and a flash of heat ran through her. She knew he was taking his cock out as he looked at her. She felt so exposed, so wanton, standing before her son with her dress up.

“Push your panties down. Show me your cunt, Mom.”

“Ritchy, please, don’t…”

“Come on, Mom. You know you wanna show me your cunt.”

A shudder swept through her. Holding her skirt with her elbows, she reached for the waistband of her panties. She began to tremble.

“Ritchy, I don’t want to take them off,” she sobbed softly. “Honey… please. Don’t ask me to…”

Her eyes caught sight of his cock standing out of his open fly. It was thick and long, with a swollen head that was dripping pre-come. With a moan, Roxie pushed at her panties, sliding them down her hips. “Ritchy, you don’t know what you’re doing to me! I don’t want to do this! Ohhh, honey, please don’t — Ritchy, yes! Yes, Ritchy!” She shoved her panties down two inches below her cunt. She stood up, shoulders back, tits thrust outward, her hairy cunt displayed to her son. Almost instantly, her embarrassment was gone, and in its place was a warm, erotic sensation. She felt her cunt throbbing, her clitoris distending.

Staring at his cock, she parted her feet on the floor, the panties stretching wider on her thighs. Moisture began to run slowly along the insides of her thighs. Her eyes glowed as the heat increased in and around her cunt, spreading along her thighs and over her ass. She ran her fingers through the soft hair of her cunt as she stared at her son’s cock, then she parted the soft lips, to expose her clit.

“Honey,” she whispered, rubbing her clit in slow circles with the tips of her fingers. “Do it to me again.”

Rich stood, pushing his pants down. His cock stood up at an angle, the head lifted toward her face. His balls looked so full and hot.

Stepping toward him, she cupped her son’s balls, squeezing them gently.

“Oooooh, they feel so full,” she mewled. “Ritchy, your balls… so hot! Mmmm, nice, baby, very nice.”

Pulling her hand away from her cunt, she wrapped her arm behind his neck and smashed her mouth to his. She kissed him feverishly, licking at his lips. She moaned when she felt his hand move around her waist, then pull her tightly against his body.

She felt his cock rubbing against the hair of her cunt, then his hands were holding the cheeks of her naked ass. Squirming hard against him, kissing and sucking at his lips, she got his cock between her thighs and held it against the slit of her cunt. She gasped when she felt his cock rub against her cunt.

Roxie moved a hand behind her ass, feeling the head of his cock push between her thighs. Rubbing her palms against it, she pulled back, gazing at his face.

“Do it now!” she panted. “Hurry and do it now, Ritchy!”

He pushed on her shoulders. She knelt, then willingly leaned over on her hands and knees as her son knelt behind her naked ass. She spread her knees on the floor as her son caressed her satiny ass.

Knowing he was seeing her in this lewd, available position made Roxie cry out with eagerness. She wiggled her ass wickedly. When he rubbed his cock on her flesh, the wetness of his pre-come seemed to blister her in a delicious way. Cooing softly as she felt him rub the hot head of his cock against her cunt, she lowered her shoulders and head to the floor, jutting her ass up very high. She felt the touch of his cock against the swollen, sensitive lips of her cunt. With a soft whimper, she twisted her ass.

“Ritchy, please… you’re teasing me! Don’t tease me, baby! You know I want it! You know Mother needs it very much! Hurry, baby! Can’t you feel how hot Mother is… how hot Mother’s cunt is?”

Rich was panting as he pushed his cock into her.

Roxie felt her cunt spread around the head of his prick, then unable to wait for him, she thrust her ass back, feeling his cock slide all the way into her pussy.

“Ohhhh, yes, Ritchy! Oh, my God, yes!”

Ritchy grasped his mother’s hips, then, after pulling his cock back, he lunged into her cunt with a quick thrust.

Roxie cried out, his cock going deep into her. She clawed at the floor with her fingers, twisting her ass in a gyrating motion as the ecstasy bubbled inside her. His cock filled her tightly, her cunt clinging to it.

Grinding her ass frantically to his stabbing cock, she jerked her right hand underneath her body and grabbed for his swinging balls. Holding his balls tightly, she pulled on them each time he shoved his cock into her pussy. Her mind was reeling with wickedness, her flesh on fire.

“Ram it to me, baby!” she sobbed. “Oh, yes, ram that big cock to Mother! Shove it up my cunt… way up my cunt! Fuck me, Ritchy! Ohhhhh, my God, fuck me! Oooooh, you’re so hard, so hot and hard, in my pussy, my cunt! Ahhhhh, yes, Ritchy! Fuck me!”

He fucked into her fast, banging upon the swollen lips of her hairy cunt powerfully. The harder he rammed into her, the better it felt to Roxie. She loved the bruising thrusts inside her cunt, the slap of his flesh against her fiery ass. Her pussy gripped his cock as tight as possible, her clit sliding and rubbing on the shaft.

He began to fuck her so hard and fast that it drove the breath out of her. He was forcing her to move her knees forward to keep her balance, to hold her ass in the air. He fucked so hard that she came close to sprawling on her stomach on the floor.

His cock slid in and out of her cunt with wet, sucking sounds. Sounds that excited her. Releasing his balls, Roxie ran her fingers along the edges of her swollen cunt, feeling his cock push and pull. Mewling and whimpering, she thrust a finger into her cunt alongside his cock.

“Ooooh, baby, baby! Feel? Feel my finger inside my cunt, too? Feel my finger on your cock, Ritchy?”

“Yeah, Mom!” he panted, digging into her hips and jerking her ass back as he plunged into her. “I feel your finger! Oh, Mom, this is great, fantastic! Ahhhh, you’re so hot and wet, Mom! Your cunt is so wet, so tight on my cock!”

“I’m very hot and wet, honey!” she sobbed. “Ohhh, you make me wet and hot and… I love your cock up my cunt! Fuck me hard, Ritchy! Ohhhh, fuck me as hard as you can!”

“I’ll fuck your cunt, Mom!”

“Ohhhh, fuck it!”

“You’re gonna get fucked! I’m gonna fuck the piss out of you, Mom! I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’re gonna piss all over yourself!”

“Make me piss!” Roxie screamed in mindless passion.

“I can do anything with your hot ass!”

“Yes, you can! I belong to you, Ritchy!”

“You’re gonna fuck me anytime I wanna fuck you, Mom!”

“I will! Ohhh, I will fuck you!”

“You’re gonna pull your dress up when I tell you to, Mom!”

“Yes, baby, yes!” Roxie groaned, eager to please him as long as his cock was in her cunt. “Anytime you tell me to, I’ll pull my dress up, show you my cunt, my ass!”

“You’re mine, Mom!”

“Oh, God! I am… I am yours, Ritchy! Just do this to me and I’ll always be yours!”

“You love getting fucked, Mom?”

“Yes!”

“Here! Take my cock up your cunt!”

Roxie pulled her finger out of her pussy and shoved her hand to her mouth. The taste of their juices seemed to create a small explosion in her mind, and suddenly she was coming.

Crying out with ecstasy, her cunt grabbing at his cock in waves of hot orgasm, she thrust her wet finger into her mouth, sucking at it greedily.

Pulling her finger from her mouth, she gasped. “Oh, you’re making me come!”

Rich banged frantically into her contracting cunt, his balls drawing up tight, his cock jerking. Glancing downward, he saw her cunt pulling on his cock, the hairy lips gripping his prick. Her asshole puckered up, flexing as she came. The way her cunt gripped his cock was taking his breath away.

“Mom, you’re gonna get it up the cunt!”

“Yes, up the cunt!” she cried. “Up my cunt, baby!”

Coming harder than before, Roxie lifted her ass high, feeling his cock penetrate a fraction deeper. Her clit, throbbing in orgasm, felt so big. She thrust her finger into her cunt alongside his cock again, just as he started to come. She felt the hot gush of his juices spurt along the soft walls of her pussy, then it was coating her buried finger.

“Oh, yes, come in my cunt!” Roxie sobbed, yanking her finger out of her pussy again and thrusting it into her mouth, sucking in a frenzy, her tongue licking. “Ooooh, that’s good, so very good!”

She strained her ass back, his cock jerking as he spewed into her pussy, burning her sensitive tissues in a beautiful feeling. Even though she was coming hard, she could feel his cock jerk, feel each squirt of his hot come juice flooding her pussy. Her chin scraped the floor, her muscles drawn tight.

“Ahhh, Mom!” Rich groaned as he finished.

Roxie’s knees were splayed outward in her effort to spread her cunt open for his cock. When he pulled free, everything seemed to come apart, and she fell forward, yet her knees remained spread widely. She lay trembling, moaning softly, feeling her son’s come juice seeping from her cunt. She closed her eyes, a wonderful glow filling her. There was now a gentle pulsation in her cunt, a very satisfying pulsation, yet the heat was still there.

Rich sat back on his heels, watching her. Her dress was still twisted about her narrow waist, and he watched the cheeks of his mother’s ass quiver, seeing her cunt dripping wetly, the soft hair making an exciting frame for the pink slit.

In a few moments, she rolled over. She lay on her back, looking up at him. She spread her legs and caressed the soft hair of her cunt. Her face glowed in satisfaction, her mouth looking swollen, eyes sparkling.

“Am I good?” she asked softly.

Rich nodded. “I guess you are, Mom. I know I love it with you.”

“I can be better,” she purred, sliding her hands to her stomach. “I can be so much better.”

He grinned. “Are you gonna show me your tits, Mom?”

“Do you want to see Mother’s tits?”

He nodded.

“Ask me,” she sighed, pushing her dress higher on her stomach. “All you have to do is ask me.”

“Show me your tits. Let me see your tits, Mom.”

Roxie, gazing at his face, pushed her dress upward, past her tits. They swelled out in firm roundness, nipples still peaked with stiffness. She circled her nipples with her fingers, writhing her hips.

“What else do you want Mother to do?” she asked huskily.

“You’d do it, Mom?”

For a moment she hesitated, biting her lip. Then she nodded. “Yes, I’d do it.”

CHAPTER FOUR

Rich looked at her closely, wanting to make sure she meant what she said. Her eyes seemed on fire, and her tongue moved about her lips as she waited expectantly. Roxie knew she was giving her son control of her body, but she was helpless. She wanted him to have that control, to ask her to do wicked things, things she would not do otherwise. Whether it was because she wanted to do them, or if she needed her son to ask her to, she didn’t know. What she did know was it gave her such shivery feelings that she was about to come again, spread out so lewdly for his eyes.

“Really?” he asked. “You mean all I have to do is ask you, and you’d do it, Mom? Anything?”

“Ask me,” she whispered, pulling up on her tits and trying to lick her nipple. “Ask me.”

For a long moment, Ritchy gazed at her. Then he laughed. “I sure hope you mean that, Mom.”

“Try me,” she said, beginning to pant. She lay on the floor with her dress pushed beneath her chin, posing wonderfully naked to her son.

“Just try me, Ritchy.”

He leaned over, moving his hands through the hair of her cunt, making her shiver. Her hips moved upward as the steamy feeling in her body seemed to change her whole personality. From a modest young woman, Roxie became a wanton woman at the mere touch of her son’s hand. The transformation was swift, not giving her any time to mentally adjust.

She arched her hips high, knees wide apart. She moaned as her son parted the pink wetness of her cunt, staring at it. His fingers pulled at the hairy lips of her pussy, and she felt the deep pulsations increase. She watched his young face as he looked her crotch over, seeing his excitement there.

“Mom, I wanna see you piss again,” he said, his voice thick.

“That’s very wicked, Ritchy,” she moaned.

“You told me to ask.”

Roxie now understood she had known very little about her son. But the thought of pissing while her son watched sent lewd ripples of surprising eagerness through her.

“You want to see Mother… piss?” she asked, stammering slightly. “You really do?”

Rich spread his mother’s cunt as wide as he could, leaning down and staring at her crotch, nodding his head.

Roxie saw the fiery excitement on his young face.

“I will!” she panted. “I’ll do it for you, Ritchy!”

She moved her hands down, putting them on top of his, helping him to hold her cuntlips spread wide. Drawing her feet up beneath her body, knees held wide apart, she sent a quick spurt of hot piss into the air. Rich groaned as he watched it arc up and then splash downward. Roxie mewled, getting more pleasure from her son watching than in actually pissing.

“See?” she panted. “See me piss! See Mother pissing!”

“Yeah,” he grunted hotly.

“I told you!” she whimpered. “I told you I’d do it if you ask!”

The stream began to slow as the force weakened. When it started dribbling from her cunt, Rich watched it run slowly over the cheeks of her ass, down along the crack. He pushed a hand over her pussy, feeling it.

“Now, that’s a wet cunt, Mom!” he laughed.

Roxie began to giggle. “I guess it is. Wet with piss.”

“Oh, and pussy juice, too! Piss and pussy juice, Mom! That’s a wet cunt!”

He lifted his hand, and before she knew what he was going to do, he rubbed it into her face.

“Ritchy!” she screamed.

“I saw what you did when I was fucking you, Mom,” he said, smearing her mouth with his wet palm. “You stuck your finger up your cunt and licked it! This is no different.”

“But…”

His fingers slipped into her mouth. She tasted her piss and her own pussy juice. Her eyes widened, then closed in passion as she began sucking at his fingers.

“You like it, Mom, you really like that,” Rich said.

He pulled his fingers from her mouth.

“That was mean, Ritchy,” she said, but the huskiness in her voice and the fire in her eyes told him that she had enjoyed it.

He sat down and pushed his pants off his feet, then stood up, his cock in his hand. Roxie looked up at him, understanding his intentions.

“No, Ritchy,” she said, pushing her feet outward and starting to roll away. “No, don’t…”

He grabbed her arm and pulled her back onto her side. “Be still, Mom. You told me anything, so be still.”

She lay back, wanting to cover her face, feeling embarrassed again. She stared up at his cock, trembling visibly, wanting what he was going to do to her.

Rich suddenly sent a hot spurt of piss over her stomach.

“Oh!” she gasped, feeling his piss sting and splash over her flesh. Her eyes slitted with steamy pleasure. “Ritchy… oh, Ritchy!”

Grinning down at her, he stepped between her knees, and Roxie drew her feet once again underneath her body, spreading her knees apart. Rich pissed over her cunt, drenching the soft hair.

Roxie made slow grinding motions with her hips as his piss spattered her cunt. It felt wonderful, stinging the sensitive lips of her pussy and her clit. He arched his cock and sent hot piss up her stomach and over her tits. Gasping hotly, she cupped her tits and strained them to the hot stream, her nipples tingling.

“Piss on me!” she cried out wantonly. “Ohhh, Ritchy, piss on me! Ooooh, that’s so hot! Piss on Mother’s tits… piss on Mother’s cunt! Piss all over Mother!”

Rich laughed in delight as he soaked her from tits to cunt, her body glistening.

Roxie was overwhelmed with passion. Her son pissing on her was making her want more and more wicked things done to her.

“Ahhhh, piss on Mother!” she panted. “Ooooh, my tits, my cunt! Oooooh, it’s good, Rich! Drench me… drench my naked ass in hot piss!”

Her hands flew to her cunt, fingers spreading the swollen lips, then smashing them together.

“Piss in my cunt! Ooooh, piss inside Mother’s cunt!”

Rich thrust his hips forward, spraying the pink flesh of her cunt with a strong stream. Roxie felt it splash against the flesh of her cunt, then she let out a scream.

“I don’t believe it! I’m coming!”

Her cunt was pulsating with contractions, and her son watched as she came. Roxie twisted her ass. Her eyes were wild with heat, mouth gaping in surprise.

Her body trembled as her orgasm faded, her ass thumping weakly against the floor. She lay in sprawled lewdness, her son laughing in pleasure above her. Roxie felt as if she wanted to blush, yet she was unable to. Her body quivered with excitement even after her orgasm.

“What are you going to do now?” she asked when he stepped over her body, straddling her.

“Something you want, Mom.”

Roxie looked up between her son’s thighs, at his balls and cock. A blush came over her, spreading over her face until it was pink.

“Not that, Rich!” she protested weakly. “I’ve never done that before! Please, not that!”

Rich squatted above her stomach, knees apart. Despite her pleas, she could not take her eyes off his crotch. His balls hung down, his cock was half hard. When he lifted his balls, she saw his asshole, and her blush became deeper.

“What do you mean, not that, Mom?” he asked. “How do you know what I’m gonna do?”

“I know,” she whispered.

“You said anything, Mom.”

“But I… Rich, I didn’t know you’d make me do that. I’ve never done it before.”

“Mom, you don’t know what I’m gonna do.”

“Yes, I know,” she whispered. “You’re going to put it in my mouth.”

“And you’re gonna love it,” he said.

“No, I won’t.”

“You’re gonna suck it anyway, Mom. You told me you’d do anything and I wanna put it in your mouth.”

He moved his crotch toward her face.

Roxie stared warily, unable to stop him. She put her hands on the insides of his thighs. Her cunt began to steam again. His cock was very close to her face. She moaned, pushing her tongue out and touching the tip of his cock with it. The smoothness of his cockhead on her tongue felt good. Looking up at his face, she opened her mouth wide for him.

“I knew you would!” he laughed, then lowered the head of his cock.

Roxie tasted his cock, then closed her eyes. The feel of his cock in her mouth, the way it made her lips tingle as she closed them around it, excited her more than she expected. She curled the tip of her tongue around the smooth head, licking it, tasting it. Remembering that he had just had his cock inside her cunt, then pissed on her, made her shiver. The taste was strange, the feeling unusual. She had her hands on his inner thighs, her fingers near his balls.

Leaning forward, Rich pushed his cock into his mother’s mouth until her lips were smashed against the wiry hairs, his balls nuzzling against her chin. With her mouth full of her son’s cock, Roxie looked up at his face, seeing his pleasure.

“Mmmm, Mom! That’s nice!” he moaned. “Ohhh, your mouth, Mom!”

Roxie made a purring sound deep in her throat as she felt his cock starting to stiffen in her mouth. As it grew, she licked at it. The head of his cock stretched toward her throat, and she was surprised that it didn’t ***** her.

“Suck me, Mom!” Rich gasped. “Oh, suck my cock!”

Seeing that she could move her head, Rich lifted, dragging his cock along her lips.

Roxie clutched him tightly, clamping her lips around his cock, feeling the sliding friction. She stared at his face when he began to thrust into her mouth. Her lips tingled and burned in a pleasant manner, becoming puffy around his cock. She ran her tongue over it, twisting and licking. His cock was so hot, so hard, and the way it throbbed in her mouth sent a delicious rippling delight through her flesh.

“Mmmmmm!” she moaned.

Sliding her hot palms along his thighs, over his hips to his ass, she palmed his sweaty asscheeks, caressing them, as her son pushed his cock deeper into her mouth. His balls felt so hot when they smashed against her chin.

Rich looked down at her face, watching her lips stretch about his cock.

“Ahhh, Mom, suck it!” he moaned. “Suck it hard, Mom! Ooooh, your mouth is so wet and hot, just like your cunt, Mom!”

The comparison of her mouth to her cunt pleased her, and Roxie sucked hard on his cock when he withdrew, her tongue pushing the pulsating shaft to the roof of her mouth. She squirmed her ass on the floor, the heat between her legs becoming very intense.

Roxie mewled, surprised to find that she enjoyed the feel and taste of his cock. Her tongue could not lick fast enough at times.

He dripped pre-come on her tongue, and she loved the slipperiness of it, swallowing when she had to. She kept gazing up at his face, watching his expression. Being seen by her son this way, with a hard cock in her mouth, excited her. It was so lewd, so wicked.

Rich was panting as he plunged his cock into her mouth, and Roxie was breathing noisily through her nose. His swollen cockhead was so smooth and tasty, and she felt as if her flesh was shivering from hot flashes. The way her cunt was reacting was a pleasant delight, the lips swelling, her clit bulging, hot juices seeping down to the crack of her ass.

“Oh, Mom, you make my cock so fucking hard!” Rich gasped. “You make my cock hard and my balls hot! Ooooh, Mom, suck my cock! Suck my cock with your hot, wet mouth!”

Clutching the cheeks of his ass, squeezing them, she closed her lips as tightly as she could around the throbbing shaft of his cock, wanting to cry out to him, to urge him to fuck her mouth. But that would mean releasing his cock, and she didn’t want to stop sucking his hard, sweet cock. It seemed to be swelling in her mouth, doubling in size, the heat becoming more pronounced. It became so hard that she was sure it had become a steel beam.

She ran her tongue swiftly over his dripping piss-hole each time he withdrew, sucking up the juices, then letting her tongue slide along the shaft as he pushed inward. Each time she felt the head of his cock touch the back of her throat, she thought she would come, her cunt oozing more juice and her clit becoming harder.

Roxie began to pump and gyrate her hips. The feel of an approaching orgasm was very strong between her satiny thighs. She began to moan and whine around his cock, holding his pumping ass tighter.

As he pulled his cock back, she tried to hold it inside her mouth. But Rich began pumping excitedly, his cock almost leaving her clenched lips before it plunged back in to her throat.

Roxie gave muffled cries of rapture. She was so excited to suck on her son’s cock that her cunt was on fire.

She was acutely aware of the faster speed, of the hotter friction, of the increased swelling, and of his hot gasps of ecstasy. But she was not aware that he was about to come. She thrust her ass up and down, legs scissoring open and closed, her asscheeks becoming very tight. Her cunthole seemed to expand, then tighten up. As she felt herself about to come, she darted her face back and forth on his cock as Rich plunged in and out of her mouth. She began to squeal, her fingers digging into his ass desperately.

“Mom! Ohhhh, Mom! Yes, suck it, Mom!”

She felt his body stiffen, his thighs pressing against her head. Sucking in a frenzy, her ass churning, Roxie moaned and sobbed with rapture.

Roxie flung her knees outward, her cunt pulsating with wet heat.

Ritchy pulled his cock back, but she held on with a tight-lipped suction, refusing to let it go.

“Mom!” Rich screamed, panic in his voice.

But Roxie paid no attention to him.

She was not thinking of anything but the wild tight heat in her cunt, of the clenching of her pussylips, of the rumbling orgasm that was there on the surface.

“Mom!”

Hot fluids gushed across her tongue.

Roxie’s eyes flew open, seeing her son’s face twisted with agonizing ecstasy. Hot come juice boiled out of his cock in rapid squirts, her mouth filling before she realized that he was coming in her mouth. The taste of his juices, the way it spewed from his cock against her throat, sent Roxie’s cunt into a shattering convulsion.

She came in hot waves of spasms, clutching the head of her son’s cock with tight lips as he spurted over and over into her mouth. Jizz seeped from the corners of her lips, smearing her chin.

CHAPTER FIVE

Rich pulled his cock from his mother’s mouth.

Roxie moaned as his limp cock came out with a soft sucking sound. As he settled lightly on her upstanding tits, Roxie swallowed. She looked up at him, almost dazed by what happened, her cheeks glistening with come juice, lips sparkling wetly.

Rich gazed down at her, and Roxie looked at him for a long moment, feeling his ass on her naked tits. Then she lowered her gaze to his cock and balls. The tip of her tongue moved from her mouth slowly, then over her lips. She tasted his juices on them, and her eyes seemed to take on a lusty glaze. As her son watched, she stuck her tongue out, trying to lick the jizz off her cheeks.

“Ooommm!” she mewled, tasting his juices.

“I’m sorry, Mom,” Rich said softly. “I didn’t mean to come in your mouth.”

Roxie gazed up at him. Her lips were still swollen, giving her the look of a woman feeling intense passion. She pulled her hands along his thighs, her eyes following them as she caressed his young flesh.

“Rich, it was my fault. I should have known it would happen.” She glanced up at his face, then back to his thighs. She looked very shy at the moment. “I felt you getting bigger, thicker. And I was very hot, Rich, very, very hot. I’ve never done that before, never. It’s important that you understand that. It’s important to me that you are the first one I’ve… sucked off.”

He grinned. “Then it was okay, Mom?”

Roxie could not resist a little giggle, squirming her naked ass on the floor. “So far, I love it. You surprised me with what you want to do to me, though.”

“Then it’s okay if I come in your mouth?”

Roxie’s eyes took on a twinkle as she grinned up at him. “Of course it’s okay. In fact, it wasn’t so bad.”

“Wasn’t so bad? Mom, you wouldn’t turn my cock loose.”

“Well,” she said, flushing shyly. “It was sort of nice, I guess.”

Rich scooted along her body until he was sitting on her stomach, grabbing her firm tits in both hands.

“Nice?” he laughed, squeezing her tits. “Come on, Mom. Admit it — you loved it. I saw how you sucked my cock. You really sucked it, and I mean like you loved every fucking minute of it.”

“I did not,” she replied, slapping at his hands in a playful way.

“Bullshit! You love to suck my cock, Mom!” he insisted, pulling on her nipples.

“Okay, I did!” she squealed as he twisted her nipple. “Stop pulling on my nipples, you wonderful guy. I loved sucking your cock, okay? There, I admit it. I loved to suck it, and you taste so good. You tasted sweet and hot when you came in my mouth, and guess what? It made me come, too!”

“See? I knew you loved to suck my cock, to have me come in your fucking mouth, Mom.”

She smiled happily. “I guess I do have a fucking mouth, don’t I? I guess it’s a cocksucking mouth, huh?”

Rich squeezed her body between his knees, pressing her tits together, then pushing them apart. He pinched her nipples, pulling on them, stretching them.

Roxie cooed and writhed as he played with her body, enjoying it very much. She felt the head of his cock brush beneath her tits. She pulled on his cock, making him gasp. Her other hand curled around his balls, then giggling in wicked pleasure, she gently pulled on them, too. Her son laughed as he kept pulling and twisting her nipples, making her gurgle and writhe as she tugged on his cock and balls.

Then he scooted toward her head, his eyes taking on a gleam.

“Rich, you’re not going to…” she gasped, staring at the tip of his cock.

“Sure I am, Mom,” he said, lifting his cock. “You loved it earlier, and I gotta piss again.”

“But that was… oh, Ritchy, it’s going to be in my face!”

Roxie stared at his piss hole.

“Watch, Mom. Watch my cock.”

Piss came out of his cock slowly, hot on her stomach. Roxie drew in her breath, feeling herself become excited again. His hot piss ran over her stomach, then he began to piss harder. She stared at the head of his cock as the stream crept up her body, then between her tits.

Rich moved his cock, and sprayed the soft, satiny flesh of her tits, then over her nipples. Roxie dipped her chin, watching her tits become soaked in her son’s hot piss. She began to pant softly, and her hands moved to her tits, running over them as he pissed on her. She started cooing as she washed her tits in his hot piss, feeling it run down her neck and over her shoulders.

She glanced at his face as she washed her tits. She clamped her thighs together, the pressure upon her cunt and clit bringing a delighted moan from him. Looking back at his cock, she licked her lips slowly. The stream was moving toward her neck, and just as she had thought, he was going to piss in her face.

“Rich…”

She felt it burn on her chin, making a feeble attempt to get her face out of the way. His piss moved upward, and Roxie closed her eyes. She moaned softly as her lips burned and stung as he pissed on them. Her cunt was throbbing and swelling as she began to pulsate with wicked passion.

“Right in your face, Mom!” Rich laughed excitedly. “I’m pissing in your fucking face, and you love it! I can feel you shaking, Mom! And look how hard your nipples are!”

He ran his other hand behind his back and felt her cunt. Roxie spread her thighs so he could get a good feel.

“Ahhh, and your cunt, Mom! Oooh, what a hot fucking pussy you have! Don’t tell me you don’t like it when I piss in your face!”

Her dress, bunched at her neck, was now soaked in her son’s piss, and she was drenched in it from her ribcage to her forehead. With a moan, she clutched his hips, squirming her ass passionately. Then, with a feverish cry, she moved his hand away from his cock, grasping his prick, then her head lifted, taking the full force of his hot piss into her face. It spattered against her lips and cheeks and nose as she turned her face from side to side.

Very slowly, she parted her lips, and tasted his hot piss. A shudder rippled through her, and she stuck out the tip of her tongue, tasting his piss eagerly.

“Ahhh, Mom!” Rich gasped, watching her.

With a hot cry, Roxie opened her mouth wide and held his cock. Her mouth was filled, overflowing, piss running down her chin and over her cheeks. The hot taste sent a shivering excitement through her. With a liquid gurgle, Roxie thrust her ass upward as her son stabbed his fingers up her cunt.

Wildly, she began to swallow, gulping wetly. Her cunt exploded around her son’s buried fingers, and she began to come in tight heat. Her pussy clutched and squeezed his fingers