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CHAPTER FOUR

Julia Jenkins was the divorcee who was renting out the spare bedroom in her home. Actually, it wasn't really a spare bedroom at all. It had been her teenaged son's room until recently and it was only a two-bedroom home.

But her son had moved into her room.

It seemed pointless not to sleep together, once they began fucking with regularity – and equally pointless not to rent out the bedroom that thereby became available.

The extra money would come in handy, since Julia wasn't getting any alimony. When the divorce court judge heard the testimony, he had been inclined to think that Julia deserved nothing from her cuckolded husband. Amazingly level-headed and clear-thinking – even just, for a judge – he had been shocked and righteously indignant when he found out that her husband had caught Julia getting gangbanged by six basketball players from her own son's school.

Julia thought the judge a prude.

And her son had been secretly proud of his mother, who was something of a legend at school.

But the husband hadn't been tolerant, nor was the judge, and Julia had to do without what many American women thought of as a constitutional right – lots and lots of alimony.

The incest had been her son's idea.

"Jeez, Mom – what are you gonna do for sex, now that Dad has moved out?" he had asked her.

"Humxnxnm," she had mused, eyeing him speculatively and not failing to note the cock bulge in his jeans.

"I mean, you can't bring men home, you know. It wouldn't be right when you've got a teenaged kid in the house," the boy had reasoned. "It might corrupt my morals."

"What did you have in mind, Andy?" she asked.

"Well…" He looked away and scuffed his toe along the carpet. "I thought maybe I could fuck you, myself, Mom. That way, there wouldn't be any danger of emotional trauma for me, like if you were being promiscuous."

Julia had thought that, for a young teenager, her son was remarkably logical.

"How considerate of you, Andy," she said happily.

He gazed at her hopefully – and she proceeded to take him to bed and fuck him.

Julia had an ever-ready pussy and Andy had a prick that never seemed to get soft, and all in all, the arrangement had worked out very well, indeed.

And that made a room available to an innocent country girl who wanted to move into a normal household.

Now, naked and half-fucked, the telephone having interrupted them before they were finished, Julia held the receiver to her ear as the caller identified herself and asked if she could look at the room.

Julia was a raven-haired beauty, tall and curvaceous, with thrusting tits and a heart-shaped ass, pneumatic hips and a slender waist. Her haunches were like a fucking engine, her pelvis a platform to be mounted and clung to and stuffed repeatedly.

She could never seem to get enough prick, as countless men knew happily – and one husband had discovered to his infinite sorrow and regret.

He was happy about the alimony, though. And Julia, due to the lack of that alimony, was pleased to find that the caller was interested in renting the bedroom and sounded like a pleasant young lady who, as she informed Julia, was employed in a high-class book store.

She didn't mention the high shelves.

"I'll expect you in about half an hour, then," Julia said, giving herself plenty of time to enjoy the second, and best, half of the incestuous fuck that had been disrupted.

She hung up and returned to the bedroom.

Andy was naked atop the covers.

He hadn't lost his hard-on during the break, and that enormous prick was standing tall over his loins, glistening with cunt-cream. A few gobs of pre-cum had oozed from his piss-hole and trickled down his prick sluggishly, streaking his mother's cunt-juice with thicker threads of cock-lube.

Julia curled up beside him.

"There's a young lady coming to look at your room, dear," she mentioned, as she reached out to fondle his cock and balls in some foreplay – or, more accurately, midplay, since they had already been fucking.

Andy was pleased that his old bedroom was being rented out, since it seemed to make the sleeping arrangements with his mother more firmly committed.

"I wonder if she's pretty?" he speculated, giving Julia a teasing look.

But Julia was not the type to feel jealous. "I hope so," she replied, with a lascivious wink.

Totally promiscuous as far as men were concerned, Julia was not adverse to some hot pussy, either. Lesbian love made a nice change of pace.

She stroked up and down her son's fat prick, pumping more pre-cum out. His purple cock-head was slathered now, looking like a fat, juicy plum topped with whipped cream.

She leaned down and licked the greasy cock-tip.

Andy groaned and humped up, but she turned her face slightly to one side so that his prick skimmed her lips and slid on her cheek.

Julia loved to milk her big-cocked son off in her mouth, but she was more in the fucking mood at the moment. And she was well aware that if she started sucking on his delicious cock, she wouldn't be able to stop until she had gulped down his hot cum-load.

Normally, that would have been fine, since it would have made her cunt even hornier and she could have enjoyed a lovely, long fuck afterward.

But they only had half an hour before the girl showed up, so she figured it was better to finish the fuck that the phone call had halted.

She licked up and down the boy's stiff prick and lapped at his hairless balls, but she avoided the urge to take his cock-meat into her lips for some maternal mouthing.

When she did suck her young son's cock, Julia did it with far more enthusiasm than the boy had ever shown as he nursed on her tits as an infant – and she was always rewarded with a creamier drink than had ever been suckled from a tit.

Her tongue tingled as she drew it up the heavily veined underside of his cock-shaft, and her clit echoed that tingling.

She knelt upright and threw one knee across, straddling the kid's loins. His cock loomed up before her belly and she rubbed herself against it, cat-like and purring.

With his bloated balls ballooning in her bushy vee, his prick stood up her tummy so tall that the cock-tip was damned near brushing the slopes of her tits.

Her radiant face tipped down as she gazed at his big fucker, seeing how high it rose up the outside of her torso and yearning to feel it once again plunging so deep up into her pussy.

Lush legs rippling with taut sinew, Julia rose up. His prick dragged down her belly and the prick-knob spilled some pre-cum into her dark cunt-bush.

Then she inched up more and his swollen fucker slid in between her thighs. The prick-tip nudged into her gooey cunt-gash and flared against her clit.

The woman balanced atop his prick, swaying and squirming, only the tip in her cunt-slot. Her cunt-lips caressed his cock-knob and her juices flowed down his cock-stalk.

Andy humped up impatiently, eager to bury his prick, but his mother rose up with him, keeping only the tip in her swampy pussy. Her hips twisted and her ass jerked as she pound her cunt-gash on his cock-head.

More pre-cum poured from his piss-hole and oozed into her pussy-slot. That seepage was so hot and thick and abundant that Julia, for an instant, was horrified, thinking that the virile teenager had shot his wad off prematurely, spilling into her crotch what was meant to be squirted into the core of her cunt.

But then she realized that it was only cock-lube. Her son was so potent and full of jism that his initial dribbling was often as plentiful as a lesser man's full cum-load. That was very satisfying to Julia, who adored jizz, and counted herself a lucky lady to have a son whose cock was like a cornucopia of creamy cum.

Sometime, when he shot in her, it felt as if he had filled her with every bit as much cum as she had gotten when the whole basketball team gang-banged her.

She didn't want to risk having him shoot off before his cock was stuffed up her pussy and, besides, they only had half an hour. So she knew it was time to begin fucking in earnest, as much as she was savoring the preliminaries.

She began to sink down very slowly.

His cock-head vanished in her coral cunt-slot. Her cunt mapped shut, clinging to his cock just below that bulging cock-knob.

She rotated her pelvis, winding her pussy around on his prick like a juicy nut on a meaty bolt.

Andy bridged up, holding his athletic young body deeply arched, waiting for his mother to set the pace.

She went down inch by precious inch, feeding his cock up into her cunt by degrees. She paused again with half of the boy's throbbing fucker inside her and the lower portion sticking out like a fat pipeline connecting his cumbags to her pussy. Her cunt-lips pulled and sucked and dragged, and the boy groaned at the sensations.

His mom had a cunt like a hungry mouth. But, then too, she had a mouth that he often used just like a cunt.

Julia moaned and dropped down the rest of the way, taking his cock balls-deep into her cunt. His balls were jammed to her ass and his cock-head was flaring in the very heart of her fuck-hole. If the kid's enormous prick had been any longer, his mother couldn't have taken it all. She held the full penetration, her cunt-lips plastered to the hilt. He ground his big fucker around inside her hot pussy and she wriggled on the meaty load, savoring the pleasure of having her wet pussy stuffed to the brim and letting the youth thrill to the feeling of having every blessed inch of his gigantic cock encased in clinging cunt.

Then she began to rise and fall, riding his cock-lance in a slow, sensual rhythm.

Andy began to hump, meeting her in counterpoint, driving his prick up as she descended and sinking back to the bed as she pulled up, her suction-cup pussy sucking through every inch of his pulsing prick.

She tilted her groin, angling the coupling so that his cock was rubbing across her clit, stimulating that sensitive nub with greasy friction.

As her cunt flared, her nipples shot out and her tongue seemed to swell, all the erogenous points of her sexy body sparking in harmony.

Julia's clit began to go off.

It was like a blasting cap. As her clit detonated, it set off a second explosion in the depths of her cunt-hole. She was melting on his meat, gasping and wailing with bliss.

Her pussy was filling with cunt-cum. Andy's cock sank in like a torpedo launched into a morass, a bow wave of girl-cum breaking around the blunt cock-knob.

"Oooooooh! Ahihhhhh! Cum in me, darling!" she cried. "My cunt is on fire, baby – hose me!"

Andy reached up and squeezed his mother's big, firm tits, pulling at the rosy nipples. Then his hands slid down her sleek flanks and he gripped her by the hips, heaving up and down, helping her ride his cock faster.

He bucked up, arching as if he had been shot through with a high-voltage current. Her cunt kept exploding as his prick plowed in faster and harder, rattling her pelvis, shaking her on his fuck-thrusts.

Her face turned from side to side, twisting into a mask of lust, and Andy tipped his head back, rolling his eyes and gnashing his teeth as his loins began to surge toward the creamy culmination.

"Gonna blow, Mom!" he cried.

"Yeah – yeah – slime me!" she wailed.

"Here it comes, Mom!"

His balls exploded and the heavy cum-load came rushing up through the core of his cockshaft, making it ripple. Then his cum was squirting into her lavishly, jizz-jet a spraying the core of her cunt.

She melted again on his cum-spurting prick. Her pussy was an inferno and his prick was spraying into that steaming caldron like a fire extinguisher, blanketed her carnal fires with his fuck-foam.

He drained his balls off into her pussy slowly, squirting each time he plunged in and spurting again on the backstroke, like a discharge from a recoiling cannon.

Fucking together furiously, mother and son worked each other through the sweet spasms. His balls erupted over and over again and his cum flooded into her as her clit kept pulsing and her pussy dissolving.

Her firm, heart-shaped ass moved from side to side and her belly and hips pumped, pistoning. Her cunt-hole was clinging to his cock-shaft, gripping the cock-meat tightly despite all the slippery jism that he was shooting in and all the slick cunt-cum seeping out.

Andy shot his last spurt of cum up her and collapsed back onto the bed, spread-eagled and panting. The dregs of his fuck-juice trickled out from his piss-hole. His mother kept on heaving, up and down for a few moment, making sure that she had worked off every spasm of her own cumming and that every sweet drop had been milked off.

Then she slowed down and slumped over him, still stuck on his prick. His balls were deflated and slack now, but his cock was still fat and firm inside her pussy.

A single cumming never satisfied Andy – which suited his insatiable mom perfectly.

As a rule, they would fuck again, without even a fleeting pause to regain their breath and to renew their sexual vitality. His cock was still hard enough so that she could have ridden him up to another mutual melting without even taking it out of her cunt.

But they didn't have time today, with a prospective tenant due to arrive soon.

After a few minutes, with a happy sigh, Julia pulled her pussy off her son's prick as it had gone in, inch by slow inch. She balanced atop his cock for a second, then the fat cock-head came slipping from her cunt-gash.

Andy's formidable prick stood tall, swaying about like a tree in a tropical storm, the thick cock-stalk glistening with the residue of their torrid fucking.

Her cunt-slot stayed open in a wide oval, retaining the outline of the fat prick that had been up her, stretching out the pliable socket. Her vacated pussy-gash filled up with their combined cum-cream and spilled over, lathering her groin and running in gooey ribbons down her thighs.

She dismounted from his hips and sat back on the bed, drawing her knees up. As he grinned at her, she ran her hand up, scooping up a painful of their mingled fuck-juices. Then she brought her hand up to her chin, turned her face down and lapped up the slime.

She knew that excited her young son – and, besides, she adored the taste of boy-cum and cunt-cum, blended into one delectable cream sauce.

Then, because a fuck without a suck was like a hug without a squeeze, she leaned down and took his slimy prick into her mouth and slurped in the succulent fuck-cream from his cock-meat, enjoying the flavor of a cock that had just come, soaking, out of melting pussy.

His prick pulsed, tempting her to carry on.

But she forced herself to halt, knowing that half a blow-job, like half a fuck, was frustrating.

They would have lots of time later, after she had shown the room to the girl, she knew.

So both Julia and her son, although they had creamed off very well, were still feeling randy.

And this was the household into which Crystal Norris, seeking to escape from her sordid life in Al Gunderson's tenement, came looking for normalcy…