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CHAPTER SEVEN

Julia tossed the well-chewed panties aside and stretched out across the bed, her ass in the pool of pussy-nectar that Crystal had left there.

Andy snatched the panties up and tasted them himself, but he could only find the familiar flavor of his mom's saliva, for she had sucked all the juicy goodness out of the flimsy fabric of the sexy panties.

Still, he knew just where to get a taste of the blonde girl's pussy. He leaned down and kissed his mother on the lips. Their mouths ground together passionately, and they began swapping tongues and slobber back and forth.

Julia whispered into Andy's mouth.

"This is just how I'll use my tongue on Crystal's fuck-hole, darling."

She tongued out her son's mouth in a graphic demonstration of cunt-lapping skill.

Then she lay back, arched, knees lifted up and lush thighs wide apart.

"Now, show me how you'll fuck her," she urged.

Andy needed no coaxing at any time – now, least of all, inspired by playing the looker on the lovely lodger and by the thrilling prospect of fucking her soon.

He knelt between Julia's thighs and guided his raging hard-on into her steaming cunt. Holding his cock by the hilt, he turned his wrist, using his cock-head like a ladle to stir her creamy cunt-slot.

Her cunt began to swallow his prick.

His cock burrowed up her cunt-sleeve and, with a lurch, he fucked in to the balls. Her cunt tunnel fluttered, closing around the bulk of his prick, gripping so hard that it felt as if her pussy had melted like heated wax, then hardened around his cock-rod, molding them together.

Her cunt-muscles pulsed, the inner rings closing, running up and down on his cock-shaft if she had a secret fist inside her cunt, jacking him off.

Andy groaned. It felt as if her hungry pussy was sucking him in balls and all.

When he tried to pull out and start the fucking action, his mother's cunt clung to him so firmly that he couldn't drag his prick out at all. His cock seemed to be plastered in her, glued in her gash by her goo, gripped by fierce suction.

Then she relaxed her inner cunt-muscles slightly, just enough so that the youth could begin the sliding motion, start the friction that would bring them to the peak.

Taking his weight on his knees, he slid his hands under her and cupped her firm, valentine-shaped ass, lifting her pelvis higher.

He fed her a long, underslung cock-stroke, his balls dragging along the gooey sheets, tilting her belly up on his fuck-thrust. Then he rose up higher and drove down from above, running all of his throbbing cock-shaft across her slit. His ass bucked and hers churned. Her belly formed a cup as he filled her caldron chock-a-block full of meat. His prick hissed in and her cunt squished and sloshed as it sucked on his fucker.

Julia threw her legs around his haunches, hooking her knees over his hips. Her heels drummed on his lean ass, then locked and held him in a scissor grip. She rubbed her heels up and down through the cleft between his asscheeks and massaged them against his balls.

They were fucking savagely, beginning to soar toward the crest at once.

His hairless balls swung in and slapped against the globes of her upthrust ass with dull, solid thuds. They were so full of cum that they hit her like a blackjack.

She began to wail and claw at the youth's back.

"Shoot up me, Andy!" she cried.

Her cunt was juicing on his huge cock, turning to paste as he pounded in, grinding like a pestle into a mortar. He howled, throwing his head back, his face twisted with emotions as he surged to his peak.

His jizz gushed into her pussy in a deluge. He spurted cum again and again, and she kept on creaming on his prick as they clung to the crest together. His balls emptied off slowly, sinking in, deflating.

But his cock stayed stiff.

They fucked each other down through the slow spiral and stopped moving, clinging together, still coupled. Once was not enough, to be sure. It seldom was – and today their inspiration was tremendous.

Andy lay still, panting in his mother's embrace, as she gently squirmed on his wonderful cock-lance.

Then, without removing his cock for an instant, the virile youngster began to fuck his mom again.

They fucked together sweetly, with less urgency than the first time, but with every bit as much desire and pleasure.

Andy poured the pork into her pussy like a roast pig going into a pre-heated oven. She spiraled and swirled, twisting like a whirling dervish on his cock. They had begun this second fuck gently but within minutes they were rutting like crazed animals once again.

It was like fucking a tornado, he thought, like sticking his cock into a blender.

She arched and bridged. Her head jerked from side to side, then tilted back, eyes rolling up, glazed with sensation.

The supple woman yanked her knees up almost to her heavy tits, curling her body up.

Andy heaved up and rammed down into that smooth, soft circle of pussy-flesh, his prick like an axle in the wheel of her groin.

He seemed to be trying to hammer her right through the bed – his ex-bed, Crystal's bed – to pound her down and nail her to the floor on his hard spike.

Julia jerked her thighs higher, draping the backs of her knees over his broad shoulders, her lush body rolled right up into a ball.

She was creaming again already.

Then the potent youth was joining her at the blissful peak, his balls swelling and pulsing as they set to blow.

"Gonna jizz you, Mom!" he panted. "Ahhhhhh! Yes, yes!" she squealed.

Her feet shot up, pedaling in the air as if she were riding a bicycle upside-down. Andy was tossing her on his ramrod prick, driving her down and heaving her up, transfixing her on his steely spike.

His prick was plunging into her cunt so deeply that, rolled up as she was, she halfway expected his cock-head to come pumping out of her mouth.

Andy's balls went off like a time bomb at the root of his smoldering flesh-fuse. His fuck-juice began to squirt into her as plentifully as it had on his first cum, his youthful vitality working overtime.

Her cunt-cum seeped out and mixed with his jizz. As his fat pussy-plunger plowed into her, he was pumping the cock-cream out in great gobs.

He drained off shot by shot and his humping became jerky and erratic, slowing down from the torrid pace.

Julia kept on grinding, fucking her cunt up and down on his cock faster than he was pumping it to her now. Then she, too, began to come to the end of her joy, faltering.

He bent over and kissed her lovingly. His formidable prick was still stiff, levering her ass down onto the slimy bed as he lowered his torso. They kissed with more affection than passion now, as if they were showing mutual gratitude for the pleasure they had given each other.

Andy could feel still more cum beginning to seep into his balls, his spermaries spinning the stuff out drop by drop, the supply seemingly endless. His balls made jizz like a factory working overtime, the virility of his youth aided by the thrill of incest dancing in his mind.

"Wanna fuck again, Mom?" he panted.

He didn't figure there was any question about it – unless she felt like sucking, instead.

But she surprised him.

"No, darling," she sighed.

He gave her a puzzled look.

"You'd better save some jizz for Crystal," she explained.

And what a hot idea that was!

Andy drew his long prick out of his mother's fuck-hole and lay beside her. His cock curled up in a fat, meaty tube and her abandoned pussy gushed with goo. They kissed and cuddled. He played with her pussy and sucked her nipples and she fondled his cock and balls.

But the moment either one of them showed any signs of nearing the point of no return, when it would be too late to stem the tide, they stopped caressing. Then, when they had cooled down a bit and receded from any danger of cumming, they renewed the foreplay.

She sucked his prick a little.

He licked her pussy lovingly.

The boy's cock looked dangerously swollen and hard. She ignored it and rimmed out his asshole, getting her lapper limbered up for later.

And so, careful not to cum again, mother and son kept one another simmering just below the boil, as they waited for the new lodger to return.

And, had Crystal known what was waiting for her at her new home, she might well have hurried back sooner.

But meanwhile, the innocent country girl was having some adventures of her own.