John Friday
Mom sucks big ones

CHAPTER ONE

"Hey, Mom… turn over. I want to fuck you again."

"Oh, Danny! I was hoping you would. I just can't get enough of your big cock!"

"Yeah, but first I want to suck your beautiful tits. God, how I love those creamy big jugs! Yuuumm!"

Angela Whitmire shivered, sprawled on her back in her son's narrow bed. Danny bent over her, stroking anxiously with his wet tongue, teasing her thick dark nipples.

"Aaahhh," she sighed, loving the pulse of lewd pleasure that made her temples throb and her pussy simmer.

"Your luscious tits must be forty-fours at least," Danny said, leering brightly as his handsome young face moved from one to the other.

"Yes, and it takes a double D-cup bra to contain them," Angela said proudly, rasping sounds of excitement when she felt the pull of her son's sucking lips.

Danny was a strapping six-foot teenager with black wavy hair and piercing dark eyes. He feasted on his mother's lush tits, an orgy of oral delight. They were the biggest, creamiest tits, an orgy of oral delight. They were the biggest, creamiest tits he'd ever felt, and the only ones he'd ever sucked.

Angela shivered and moaned, losing herself in the rapture of incestuous sex once again. Her young son was a tireless lover with a magnificent nine-inch prick she adored.

"Danny?" she asked softly as he sucked and slurped at her bountiful tit. "Can I please fondle your cock? I love to feel it getting hard in my hand."

"Yeah, but go easy. I want to fuck you long and hard this tine. Don't get my prick too twitchy in the palm of your hand."

"I won't. I want it in my pussy a long time too. In deep, where only you have been able to reach."

Angela stroked his cock fondly but gently, thinking back to the first time she touched his prick three days ago.

The bathroom door was ajar, so Angela had walked in without thinking to knock.

Danny was standing over the sink, jacking off – a spur of the moment thing. He'd gone in just to wash his hands, but while they were slick with soap he got a big throbbing boner as he did eight or ten times a day.

Angela was at first shocked by what she saw, then dazzled by the size of Danny's cock. It was a good inch longer than her husband's, and a lot bigger around.

She said rashly: "Do you want me to do that?"

And Danny had agreed reluctantly, too stunned by discovery and shamefaced to think of words to refuse. Angela soaped her hands and jacked his cock expertly, teasing his powerful shaft with wavering finger-strokes while fondling his huge balls with the other hand.

She brought his cock quickly to a gushing climax, then rinsed his cock with warm water and sucked him off. Danny was too dazed and delighted to think about what they were doing. He just fucked his hot virgin prick down his mother's throat and came again in lusty grunts and ramming thrusts.

They were in his bed and he was fucking her cunt for the third time two hours later when Danny's father came home unexpectedly.

Frank Whitmire didn't realize it was his wife that Danny was fucking… at first. He beamed a proud, fatherly grin and said: "Give her hell, boy! Fuck her brains out!"

Then Angela gasped: "Frank!"

Then he knew. He called her foul names, packed a suitcase and stormed out of the house, swearing that he would file for divorce.

Frank didn't want to shame or punish a horny young man just because his mother turned out to be a slut, but he did have divorce papers served on her the next day.

Angela consoled herself by fucking with Danny all day. Why not? She had nothing left to lose.

Frank came by late in the afternoon to pick up the rest of his things. She begged and pleaded for forgiveness. Frank snarled: "Fuck off, you incestuous slut!"

Danny cowered in his bedroom behind a closed door, too ashamed to face his father.

And when Frank had gone, it took Angela almost an hour to tease Danny's big cock back to fuck strength. The longest time ever, that's how upset her son was.

But both of them put that behind them and soon reveled in the intimate delights of incest.

Angela found herself loving Danny more than ever before. She worshipped his cock an waited on him hand and foot to save all his strength for fucking her. Angela didn't fully understand what had moved her to such rash depravity, but she was thirty-nine – in the sexual prime of female life – and more horny than ever before. Rather than think about why she felt such rampant desire, Angela thought only about satisfying it. And the solace of her son's big cock was exactly what she needed.

Danny raised his head from the luscious big tit he'd been sucking. "Okay, Mother, I'm plenty hard and hot enough to fuck you now. Spread those soft, creamy thighs of yours."

"Yes, my darling. Oh, I can hardly wait to feel your big hot prick in me again. Holding and stroking it has made my pussy so wet and anxious!"

"Yeah, I can smell it. Ripe and rich fuck scent. You are one fuck-loving bitch, you know that?"

Danny moved into position between her spread legs.

Angela was average in height for a woman, but generously proportioned – big rounded tits, a ripe ass and softly padded pussy mound spread wide with a dark tangle of dense and silky curls.

Danny smiled down at her, working the bulbous head of his mighty cock up and down in her narrow cunt. His mother cooed expectantly, her liquid brown eyes fluttering in anticipation. It didn't matter that her craving for Danny's cock had ruined her marriage. She had to have his cock again.

"Fuck me!" she pleaded urgently. "Stick your big, thick cock in all the way to the root! Nobody fucks better than you, Danny."

"I want to rub my cockhead on your big juicy clit first. I know how fucking crazy-hot that gets you."

"I'm fucking crazy – hot already! I want you in me! Do it, Danny. Fuck your mother. Fuck me good!"

At first he'd been as anxious as she was, but after three days of almost nonstop sex with her, Danny was starting to enjoy taking his time. He liked hearing her beg for his cock. A real thrill after young girls who had to be coaxed and teased, and then still wouldn't put out. Danny had been a sorely frustrated virgin until his mother turned on to him. Now he was making up for lost time, fucking her lush ripe body at least ten times a day, lying back to let her suck his cock hard again between rounds.

"Please, Danny! I want your cock in me. Just rubbing it around on my clit is making my cunt go crazy inside. It's so hot and wet and wringing tight for you."

"Yeah? Let's see?" He slanted his aching hard prick down and pushed just the blood engorged tip of it into her sultry cunt hole.

"More!" she moaned. "Uh, God… give me all nine inches! Ram it in me to the root?"

"You want it in? Suck on it with your cunt. Pull and squeeze real hard and I'll give you a little bit more."

"Ungh, Danny. Don't torture me! Your cock is my whole life now. It's all I have. All I'll ever want!"

"Show me," he said, grinning lewdly, enjoying his position of power over the woman who had, until recently, controlled his whole life. "Make your pussy suck harder and beg for my prick!"

Angela grunted and strained, pumping and writhing every muscle in her cunt to entice him. She desperately needed to be fucked. Having been fucked so often in the last few days had more intensified her wanton desire than sated it.

"Fuck me, please. I'm doing everything I can to excite your beautiful cock. Give me more of it to work with. Let my clinging pussy wring the whole long shaft."

"All right," he agreed, ramming into her pussy with a thrust that made her eyes bulge in delighted anguish.

"Unnngh! That's it! Oh, God, it feels so good when your big cock is in me all the way!"

Danny grinned smugly, whirling his hips to ream the mouth of her cunt with his hairy cock root. He knew she loved that. The grinding pressure on her juicy big clit sent shivers of ecstasy up her spine.

As he drew back to thrust and fill her cunt hole again, Angela arched her back and rose with him, clinging to his cock with her cunt muscles. Her eyes narrowed to thin slits as her trembling sensations of lewd delight increased.

He drew back until only the knobbed head of his cock remained in the slithering grip of her pussy. Danny let her cling to it, her back arched high, her luscious round ass almost a foot off the bed.

Then he ground down on her with a grunt, whirling his hips around to screw his cock in. Hot damp warmth embraced his veined cock, squirming cunt muscles sleek with simmering fuck honey. He reamed her again and whipped back.

"Yes, faster! You're so young and strong. You can fuck me hard and fast. Do it, Son! Fuck your mother's brains out. Fuck me and make it hurt!"

"You like it when I really hammer into you, don't you?"

"Oooh, yes! There's nothing better for my pussy than a cock pumping swift deep strokes."

"What a wanton bit you are," Danny remarked, half admiring and half in dismay. The boy wasn't quite used to the idea of fucking his mother yet. He loved her insatiable cunt, but he liked to think it was some other cock-crazy luscious bitch he was fucking.

Danny closed, his eyes and, tried to concentrate on another sexy face. Images of young girls he knew flashed on the screen in his mind. He quickly rejected each one. All were timid little prick-teasers. Some would allow tit feeling and maybe a few minutes of stinky finger, letting him explore their cunts manually but never coming across.

No, it would have to be someone older, but not the age of his mother. Danny felt funny about that too. She was twice his age. He thought a sexy cunt that was younger, but not too young, would be better.

Like Yvonne, the sexy platinum blonde divorcee who lived down the street. She was in her mid- to late-twenties, just about perfect for his increasing confidence as a stud. Her long silvery hair was dyed, he was almost sure, but the sheening metallic color excited him anyway.

Danny could see Yvonne's smiling face even with his eyes closed. She was one of those women who like to flaunt her luscious sex appeal. She was always working in her front yard in tight shorts and a skimpy halter top. He could get a throbbing erection and have to jack off three times just watching Yvonne mow her lawn.

More than once he'd thought about offering to do it for her, just to see what his reward might be. But Danny had never summoned the courage to approach her. She was his unattainable dream.

Angela had no idea that Danny's thoughts were filled with visions of a sultry silver-haired minx. She thought the fierce, demanding throb of his young prick was all for her. And she loved the way that vibrant cockshaft made her cunt squirm.

He was fucking hard and fast now, slapping his tautly muscled loins against her softer flesh as though to punish her with the speed and violence of his thrusts.

But it was punishment that she adored and desired. As a faithless wife and an incestuous mother, she thought she deserved it, and she just couldn't get enough.

She arched beneath him and whirled, her hips. He slammed down and she bounded back, treating his cock to every combination of wringing muscle delights that her pussy knew.

Danny couldn't get over all her different moves. Her cunt was a sheath of rippling motion. No two motions deep in her sultry cunt ever seemed the same. There was always some new twist, a subtle change in the rhythm of her cock-clinging delight.

He began to think he was a fool to yearn for fresh pussy when he had one so good begging for his cock. But Danny didn't know? His mother was the only cunt he'd ever fucked with more than a fingertip. He thought maybe all grown women were that good. Maybe some even better. Like Yvonne. He longed to see her beautiful face contorted by the delight of feeling his driving cock. And he ached to know what her pussy felt like.

The seething pressure in his balls increased rapidly. His jism simmered and then boiled. There always seemed to be plenty, no matter how many times he fucked during the day.

His power to cum and cum again in such a short time dazzled his mother. She knew that young nuts worked overtime to produce the gushes of cum that her ravenous pussy craved, but Danny's recuperation seemed phenomenal to her. It was nothing unusual for him to fuck her three times in a row without even taking his prick out of her cunt. To pump her cunt full and then to overflowing.

She loved when his hot cum bubbled up to her pussy lips, whipped to a white froth by the heat and vigor of his driving cock. She loved it even more when cum ran down the insides of her softly tapered thighs.

"Cum!" she urged him. "Fuck your mother full! Pump hot jizz into me. Make it bubble up to cream my pussy lips."

Danny grunted, wishing she'd shut up now.

He was his mother's voice that shattered the illusion. Her gasps and moans he could take. All women sounded pretty much alike when they were moaning.

He drilled and twisted his cock harder, pumping faster, wanting to fuck her breath away. And that just happened to be what Angela craved, most.

She shuddered and cringed. She bucked her ripe body, begging silently for further abuse.

Danny tensed, deeply rooted, his cock surging in her pussy. He was clenching and straining that band of muscle that could choke off the flow of cum for a little while. He liked the raging tingle of anticipation, wanting to hold it but knowing that no young man could do that for long.

"Cum!" she hissed, her voice as tense as his body.

Angela's climax had started. The first rippling convulsions were climbing around his cock shaft – impulses over which she no longer had control. Instinct was in command now.

She began to moan as the contractions of delight came faster. Angela's brown eyes closed. Her full, sensuous lips twisted into a warped grin of sheer rapture. And her pussy seethed with tremors of lust.

Danny held his breath, but he couldn't hold his fiery cum from a cunt that begged for it so enticingly. He exploded a roar, and his cock gushed in her wringing cunt.

"Aaagggh!" she cried. "Good! Fuck me! Fuck me full! Fuck until your hot cream is running down my legs!"

He drilled in and out, thrusting deep each time his cock heaved a searing hot gush.

"Take it bitch! Take it all!"

"Yyyeeesss! I want it all. Fuck it to me! Fuck me full!"

"Hungh! You love it, cunt! You can't get enough, can you?"

"No! I want more and more! Fuck me, Danny. Oooh, fuck your mother full!"

"You're already full. Your pussy is a swamp of simmering cream. It's backing up around my cock already."

"Yes, good! It makes it so slick and smooth. You can fuck even harder now. Oooh, ram it in! Stick it deep and shoot your cum in the depths of my hole!"

Danny groaned. Her cunt was wringing his prick even though she'd sucked him dry.

"Aaagggh," Danny sighed, slumping down on her. His hands milked her tits while his cock twitched in the throes of delighted satisfaction.

Angela stirred, warming with each vibration she felt from him. When that stilled to nothing and she felt his magnificent prick going soft, she purred warmly: "Slip it out of me and lie on your back. Just relax and catch your breath. Then mother will suck you hard so we can do it again."

Danny pitched over on his back willingly enough. His rubbery cock slid out of her pussy and drooped like a bent lance between his hard muscled legs.

She stroked his cock fondly with a curled hand, fingers gliding smooth and warm on a film of slick cum. At the same time, she bowed her head and kissed his nipple, swiping it in a spiral with her tongue.

He began to moan, receiving pleasure that was more than enough. Too much. Danny just wanted to rest, to be by himself for awhile. He'd loved his mother's demanding lust at first, but now it was getting to be a pain. He decided to shake her up a little. If she wanted so damn much from him, she would have to give him something special in return.

Danny folded his hands beneath his head and stretched out, smiling, while she nibbled her way down to his dense spread of cockhair.

She nibbled around the fringe of it, sending slight tingles of fresh excitement into his loins.

"I've been thinking," he said slowly, letting her nibble right up to the base of his cock before he went on. "I'm really enjoying sex with you."

"I'm glad, dear. I've never had better!" She turned her head and dragged her tongue up the underside of his sagging cock, supporting it with her hand while she licked off the film of cum that glazed his long cockshaft.

"Yeah, but you see, I don't know what's better. Yours is the only cunt I've ever fucked."

"And the only one you need to fuck. Later, when I've taught you everything, you'll meet some nice young girl and thrill her out of her mind."

Angela raised her head and opened her lips, pressing down to suck in the bulbous head of his half-erect cock.

Danny groaned, feeling the pulse of excitement stir again.

"I want to know even more than you do," he said. "I want to try another sexy grown woman."

"Another woman?" Angela's head bobbed up, and she spit the words out like poison.

"Yeah, I've been thinking about Yvonne. In fact I was thinking about her all the time I was fucking you."

"Bastard!" she snarled, squeezing his cock in a hand that wanted to be a fist. "That spindly bleached blonde divorcee?"

"She's got two sharp jutting tits like a pair of bumper bullets and a shapely ass that looks like it was borrowed off a statue of Venus."

"All right," his mother conceded grudgingly, not wanting to hear any more. "She's tall and sultry in a cheap sort of way. But I'm twice the woman she is, I know that!"

"Maybe you know. I sure don't, but I want to find out. You know her, don't you?"

"Just to say hello to."

"Get to know her better," he instructed with steely calm. "I want to fuck her."

"No," Angela insisted. "You're mine. You're all I've got now. I don't want to share your cock with anyone."

She squeezed his prick possessively.

"If you're better than she is, what do you have to worry about?"

Angela sobbed pitifully. She'd already lost her husband, and now she became worried that she was losing her son. But she realized quickly that she had no real choice other than to satisfy his lewd cravings. Danny's cock was swelling massively hard in her hand. She just had to have him, even if not all to herself.

"It will take some time for me to get to know her," she said in a strained and desperate-sounding voice.

"You've got time," Danny said, delighting in his newfound power. "Until noon tomorrow."