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CHAPTER FIVE

"Now, don't eat so fast." Janice Blake gave her kids a stern look as they gobbled down their supper, both acting as if they hadn't eaten in weeks.

"I have to, Mom," Mindy answered, swallowing a mouthful of food. "The movie starts in half an hour and I promised the Jensons I wouldn't be late."

"Yeah, and my show's on, too." Chad's muffled agreement joined in as he forked up another bite of roast beef.

Janice sighed and shrugged, giving in with motherly grace. "Oh, all right. But I don't see why you couldn't go to the movie with everybody else, Chad. After all, since they were nice enough to ask…"

He winced, halting her argument. "Come on, Mom. I've been waiting on this t.v. special for two weeks!"

She frowned but didn't answer, not wanting to admit that she dreaded being left alone with her own son. Throughout the day she'd thought of little else but his smooth cock and the way it had plunged into her again and again, drilling right to the core of her almost-forgotten hungers and pumping them back to life.

Frankly, Janice was afraid.

And the mast humiliating part of all – the thing that kept her from meeting his innocent gaze – was the fact that in a terrible, secret way, she hoped it would happen again.

"Well, I've got to go."

Mindy scooted from the table and paused just long enough to give her Mom a peck on the cheek, then headed for the back door.

"It's a double feature so I may be late. But don't worry – I'll be with Mr. and Mrs. Jenson the whole time."

"But not too late!" Janice called as the back door slammed shut.

At that moment Chad rose. "Me, too. I guess I'll go warm up the set."

Then he was gone, leaving her alone.

A few seconds later the t.v. came on, blaring raucously with some situation comedy.

Sighing again, Janice rose and cleared the table. It didn't take long to do the dishes, but even that simple chore seemed to last forever. There was no way to ignore the aching tingle deep in her cunt, the tingle that had begun that morning with the first cautious strokes of Chad's prick and had grown all through the day until it had become an unbearable, gnawing need.

She couldn't stand it any longer.

With the dishes finished, Janice strode into the living room.

Chad looked up from where he lay sprawled on the floor. "Want to watch the show with me, Mom?"

"No," she said hastily, hurrying past. "No, I think I'll just take a shower and go to bed early and finish that book I started. Don't stay up too late, dear."

Quickly, before he could argue her out of it, she dashed upstairs for the safety of the bathroom.

The moment she was alone with the door firmly shut behind her, Janice stripped off her blouse and bra and slacks, then squirmed out of her panties. They came away stickily, moist at the crotch from the unmotherly thoughts that had been plaguing her all day.

The memory of Chad's cock lunging into her pussy, his mouth fastened on her tits and his smooth, muscular body surging again and again all came sweeping back in a fresh blast of juicy hunger.

Hex pussy was melting in a furnace of heat. She stepped under the cool splashing spray of the shower not a moment too soon.

Cascading water rippled over her big tits, bringing their large nipples erect and quivering. She luxuriated in the spray as it helped to sooth the ache that had built up in her during the day. But, it wasn't quite soothing enough.

Stepping at last from the shower, Janice grabbed a big, fluffy towel and began to dry herself off. The tingle was still there and almost as intense as ever. Her whole body seemed to vibrate with a sexual sensitivity she hadn't known for a long time. As she rubbed the rough-soft towel across her hefty tits her enormous nipples strummed into soaring hard spires.

She couldn't help it. Without even thinking she rubbed the towel harder over her pendulous, wet tits, gasping as fresh bursts of cream oozed from her cunt.

Almost before she knew it, Janice had worked her nipples into taut, straining buttons of pleasure that throbbed deliciously with each leisurely stroke of the gliding towel.

As she moved the towel down across her stomach to the damp, glossy mound of her cunt, she knew what was going to happen. The ache had to be soothed – one way or another. After all the years of emptiness and holding back her own vitality until she'd almost forgotten what it felt like to have a cock inside her, she had been brought back to life by her own son's stabbing prick!

It was too much for Janice to resist. The towel slid between her parted legs, right to the sopping core of her problems.

She groaned, pushing it deep into her pussy crevice to massage inflamed, pouting lips and rub against her hard, jutting clit. Tremors of delight surged through her and she began to move the towel back and forth with vigorous motions.

"Ohh, oh yesss!"

Janice purred in sheer, wicked bliss, massaging her creamy pussy into a frothing frenzy of sensation. The first little blasts of pleasure ripped up through her and she rubbed faster.

"Oh, oh that's… ahh, annhh!"

Suddenly she shuddered, her eyes fluttering with joy and her mind reeling with the image of Chad's stabbing cock. Drenched with hot wetness, she worked the towel to smother the wrenching spasms that tore from her.

She was poised in momentary completion with her legs spread and the towel bunched between them when the door flew open and Chad stood there, gaping.

"Chuhh – Chad!"

Rushed and breathing heavily, she focused on his surprised expression and jerked the wet towel up in a useless attempt to cover herself.

"Uh, sorry, Mom," he managed in a cracked tone. "The shower was off and I thought you were done."

It was obvious that he was lying. He'd probably been standing right outside the door waiting for just that moment. The realization seeped in slowly and Janice knew she ought to be furious.

But she wasn't. Trying to laugh the incident off, she pulled the towel up and gave a weak smile.

"Not quite, as you can see! And, and you could've knocked first, you know. It's embarrassing to be burst in on like that…"

"That's okay," he shrugged, making every attempt to appear absolutely innocent. "I'm not embarrassed. Anyway, I just wanted to take my shower before the show comes on. That's all right with you, isn't it?"

"That-that's not what I meant!"

Janice started in a scolding tone, but froze with hypnotized fascination as he began to undress.

She tried to stop what was happening, but her voice came out only in a gasp as Chad slipped out of his shirt and reached far his jeans. His slim, well-muscled body held her spellbound, bringing back all the memories of their morning experience.

As if totally unaware of her gaze, he wiggled out of his jeans.

When his cock popped into view, Janice's cunt creamed more furiously than ever. She blurted a little moan of juicing hunger, unable to hold it back.

Pretending to be completely ignorant of the effect he was having on his mom and the way she stared at his bare prick, Chad stepped out of his jeans entirely and stood before her, acting as natural as if he stood nude in front of his mother every day.

"It's okay with you, isn't it, Mom? I'm just kind of in a hurry."

Janice couldn't seem to make her mouth work. It had all happened too quickly. All she could do was feast on his prick as it dangled in front of her. Its base was covered with dark, spongy curls and his heavy balls hung in a soft, wrinkled pouch that made her palms itch to grasp it.

"It, it's perfectly all right, dear," she heard herself say, still clutching feebly at the towel. "I was almost finished anyway. You… don't mind if I dry myself off first, do you?"

Without awaiting an answer she resumed the circular motions of the towel. It trailed scratchily over her covered tits, then dipped down to her stomach.

The moment her tits sprang into sight Chad's cock began to tug erect. Its soft length grew long and fat, thickening slowly to its full, throbbing length as she let him look at her.

"Uh, no, go right ahead." His voice came out husky with lust as he admired her, a grin twitching across his lips. Then his appreciation burst out in a whoosh. "Wow, you sure have beautiful tits, Mom!"

As if he didn't already know!

Pleased and blushing at her own blatant display, Janice felt a new boldness creeping over her. Instead of wanting to hide her bobbling tits she pushed them out more proudly. After all, he'd already seen it all before, hadn't he? "You really think so, dear? I always thought they were a little too big. If I ever tried to go braless like this, I'd get arrested!"

They laughed together.

Then Chad did the unexpected. He stepped forward and reached out, catching a big, dangling tit in one hand.

She caught her breath, too surprised to pull away.

"I think they're perfect," he murmured, giving her soft, pliant tit a squeeze that sent its distended nipple spiring into his palm. "I mean, none of the girls I know have tits like this!"

She groaned, gushing a lather of cream over her already-soaked cunt. "I… uhm, I don't think you should be quite so appreciative, darling. After all, it isn't, isn't polite to touch a woman this way…"

"Even my own mom?" Chad said, his voice blankly naive, his hand not releasing his grasp on her huge, hanging tit. "Besides, I can't help it. They're just so beautiful, it makes me want to touch them."

His palm moved rhythmically, massaging her fat, pebbly nipple.

She bit back a groan and tried to put a halt to the unusual situation. Moving one of her hands, she covered his and pushed it away.

But somehow all the strength had gone out of her. Instead of brushing her son's hand off her tit she gave it a pat, pushing it tighter against her plush tit mound. This time her groan contained pleasure he couldn't miss.

Chad's grin widened and he brought his free hand up so he could cup and squeeze both her tits at the same time. "Yeah, they're real beauties. I could hold your tits all day, Mom. But I know something that's even better."

Suddenly he hefted one enormous tit. In the same motion his head bobbed down, hardly having to crane at all. His moist, eager lips closed over her big, erect nipple and began to suck with frantic little slurping sounds.

Janice arched her shoulder, wilting against her horny, admiring son with gushes of uninhibited juice as he gulped at her mammoth tit. It was all happening so fast that she couldn't stop the melting burst of steamy need that shot all through her.

"Oh God," she hissed, clutching his head to her tit. "Oh, baby, please… ahhhh…"

Greedily, Chad sucked and lapped his mother's taut tit as hard as he could. It rolled and strummed across his tongue like a piece of hard candy but tasting sweeter than any candy he'd ever had.

And that taste grew even sweeter when she started groaning and urging him on.

"Yes, darling, yes, suck my titty! Oh Chad, you're killing me! Harder honey, nibble it good – annh!"

He gobbled at her big, thrusting tit until it was slick with saliva. Then he switched to the other and gave it the same treatment. Finally, he moved back and forth as if trying to get both her lush tits into his mouth at once.

Melting against her son, Janice cooed with pleasure that didn't contain the slightest twinge of guilt. "Whuh-Why, Chad, you're such a greedy baby! Take your time, there's ple… ahh! – plenty for you."

Thrilling at her own instantaneous release, she shoved her tits at him even more urgently.

Chad's tongue dipped abruptly between the two giant tits mashing his face and slithered down. Murmuring gasps of delight, he licked and kissed his way along Janice's flat stomach until he reached the rich, glossy curls of her brown cunt fur.

"Oh yeah, Mom, I love your whole body. Mmmmm, I could eat you all up!"

With those words his tongue slid out to do just that.

Janice cried out as her son's wet probe plowed straight into her pussy, sliding across its dripping trench and wiggling up to get a better taste. He knelt between her wide-spread legs and lapped the hair-fringed cunt just as he might have lapped a melting ice cream cone.

"Oh-oh my darling!"

Panting in sheer joy, she spasmed under the first frantic licks into her slushy channel. Almost without realizing it, she felt for the toilet seat behind her and slumped down on it, opening her legs wide and tangling her hands in his hair to guide him on.

Chad gasped his muffled approval and began to eat his mother's spread-open cunt in earnest. Its pink, slippery mouth gaped open, the lips fluttering apart like butterfly wings and oily clit standing out in its fat hood with perky awareness. Janice's buttery-cunt took flight in her son's mouth, fluttering wetly under his darting tongue and squirming in its bushy nest.

She sprawled back on the toilet seat, clutching his head and heaving up as he fucked new life into her too-long-dormant pussy.

"Oh-oh God, darling, that's wonderful! Lap all my juices up, oh sweet lover yes, yesss!"

She wiggled deliciously, stretching her legs as wide as they would go to allow his tongue complete access.

Chad probed hungrily along her gaping slit, drinking up the juices that poured from it and working his tongue between her flared lips for more.

It dove and wormed its way into Janice's soaked depths, jamming every inch of the soft, fatness into her aching hole and sliding in and out with an immediate fucking motion.

That was more than she could stand. Instantly she wrenched in orgasm, mashing her cunt against Chad's mouth and lunging on the toilet seat until it was slippery with juice.

"Baby, yes! Eat me, eat me good – oh my God, Chad, more! Morrrre!"

Her wails rose as he drove his tongue into her like a prick, fucking into her and swallowing blast after blast of her flooding cream. His mom's pussy seemed to have an endless supply of hot, streaming juices. Her cuntlips spread over his tongue like soft butter, closing into a velvet vise that sucked every stab ferociously. He was actually tongue – fucking his own Mom – and she was coming like hell!

Janice moaned out loud, her legs flopping. It was her second climax of the evening and it was too much – but suddenly she needed more.

"Fuck me, baby!" she cried, lurching. "Get your lovely cock up here and fuck the piss right out of my pussy. Ohh, oh honey now, get it in me before I scream! Fuck meeeeee!"

Chad didn't hesitate at all.

He scrambled up on his knees and moved forward, his cock soaring up in the air. Working hastily into position, he lodged his inflamed prickhead between her wet, pouting cuntlips and shoved with a surge of strength.

Janice shrieked as her son's prick slid home effortlessly, burying itself to the hilt up her thrashing pussy. Automatically her legs swung around his waist and locked there, holding him in.

"Oh Jesus, Mom, your pussy feels great!"

Chad began to pump, inching his cock in and out of his mom's slushy cunt. He watched in gleeful amazement as her prick-bloated pussy lips sucked at his prick and wrapped around its veined thickness as if never intending to let go.

"Yesss!" she cried out, deliriously bunching up on the toilet seat and smothering every delectable inch of his stiff prick in her sheath. "Fuck my pussy, darling! It's so fucking good – faster, oh Chad give it tome fast and hard, do it baby do it!"

Totally enraptured, she bounced up in a frenzy.

"Oh, shit!" he groaned, once again startled by the way her cunt squeezed his jabbing cock like a mouth. "Suck on my prick, Mom! Suck it right into your cunt! Take it, yeah fuck on it good!"

She did just that, wrenching up with all the need that had accumulated throughout the day. Chad was her son, but he was also a man. And it was a man who rammed his cock into her, cramming all his hard, engorged cock into her cunt channel and gasping for breath as he reached up to cling to her big, joggling tits. It was a man – her man – who grunted for more as he clutched her tits and sank his prick into her with growing fury.

"Take it, Mom! Take it all up your cunt and suck my jizz right out! I'm gonna shoot inside you, bitch! Yeah, yeah!"

Twisting and writhing with an unbelievable orgasm, Janice careened back on the toilet in sheer unashamed ecstasy. She clung to him, bucking her hips and blurting out her own needs in spiraling cries.

"Come in baby, give me your cum! Fuck it to me and shoot my pussy full… now, now Chad now! Oh sweet God, oh fucking lover now, come, coooommmmmmm!"

As if obeying her exactly, Chad suddenly grunted and went stiff with a glazed expression.

Janice felt his cock ripple in her pussy. She felt hot cream geyser into her, flooding her fuckhole with the most precious nectar of all. His prick spasmed again and again, shooting more cream up her cunt with each lurch. She hung like that in a dazed cloud of pure abandon, taking every drop and moaning in the blissful peak of her own completion.

Their mutual release seemed to last an eternity.

Then, with a happy chuckle, Chad slumped.

"Oh shit, oh fuck that was terrific! Wow, Mom, you really sucked my balls dry!"

No longer held back by the slightest twinge of hesitation, Janice laughed. She squirmed on the toilet neat, feeling his limp prick sloshing in her freshly fulfilled cunt.

Then an impish notion struck her, making her giggle again.

"Did… did you really enjoy it, darling? Enough even to, umm, miss your show?"

He grinned. "You bet! Anytime!" Then they bath felt his prick tug again, slowly rising in her undulating pussy with fresh vigor.

That made Chad grin even wider as he twitched his hips in response. "Besides, there's always reruns, aren't there?"

Janice's eyes widened with mischievous pleasure as her son's cock swiftly grew to its full, hard length. Her laugh was husky and knowing.

Delighted, Chad felt her pussy close over his cock again and she began to gyrate.

The show wasn't over by any means. In fact, he had the happy suspicion that it had just begun.