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CHAPTER THREE

The following Friday, Ned had a business meeting and would not be home until very late. Lola was spending the weekend with a girl friend, and her teenaged son, Cory, was out on a date.

That left Marge home alone… a very horny Marge. She was depressed too, depressed because she was all alone and had no one to fuck her! She couldn't remember being so horny before, and she knew it was because of all the torrid fantasies she had been having lately, fantasies about her handsome, sexy son, Cory!

She poured herself another stiff drink, trying to rid her mind of such forbidden thoughts. She was shocked by her own desires. My own son! she thought and shook her head in disgust.

All that evening, she had been sitting on the sofa, drinking steadily, while she tried to fight the horny ache between her legs, an ache caused by her dreams about her son's cock, an ache that could be cured only by the young boy's cum!

"God, but I'm disgusting," Marge muttered, but she was grinning as she took a long swallow of the strong liquor.

She was beginning to think that maybe it wasn't such a terrible thing after all… to want to fuck such an attractive young man. After all, she began to reason to herself, her mind fogged with liquor and her pussy growing hotter by the second, I can't help it that he's my own son. And what difference does that make, anyway, she asked herself. The important point here is that Cory is a very handsome, sexy boy. And it's only natural that I would be attracted to him.

Marge's lust-filled thoughts continued. It doesn't mean that I would actually fuck my son, she thought, as she raised the newly filled glass to her lips once again. But, deep down, Marge had to admit to herself that she would eagerly fuck her son, given half a chance.

Marge made herself a pitcher of martinis. Then, she turned on the television, trying to get her mind off of her lust for her son. But, the news was on and it only depressed her further.

Suddenly, the front door opened and Cory walked in. Marge felt a surge of jealousy and anger as she spotted the smear of lipstick on his jacket lapel.

"Well… you're home early… but it looks like you had fun," Marge muttered.

"Yeah… well, I'm home early because I could see that I wouldn't be having enough fun tonight!" he said, laughing as he walked across the room toward his mother.

Marge studied her son, envying the young woman who had just been with him. He was tall, around six feet, and had a handsomely rugged face. His build was as strong and muscular as his father's. And that's not all that's like his father's, Marge thought hotly as she gazed at her son's crotch. God, but he's well hung!

At that moment, Marge was grateful to the girl that Cory had been out with that evening. For, she obviously had not come through for him, or he wouldn't have such a hard-on now.

Marge's eyes focused on her boy's hard prick. God, it looks so big and so delicious! she thought as she poured herself another drink.

"What are you drinking, Mom?" Cory asked as he sat down on the sofa next to his mother.

"Martinis."

"Wow! I've never had one of those. Just beer. Can I have one?" the young boy asked.

"You're too young, honey," Marge answered.

"Mom!" Cory protested. "Just the other day, you were telling me how I'm so mature for my age… how much I remind you of Dad. Now you're treating me like a little kid! If you think I'm a mature young man, like you said, then why can't I have a martini?"

"You've got me there, Cory," Marge laughed. "I see your point. Okay, go ahead. You can have a martini. I'd like some company anyway. I'm feeling kind of lonely tonight."

"Sorry, Mom. But you don't have to be lonely anymore. I'm here now," Cory murmured.

"Yes, you're here, Son," Marge said softly as she glanced at the boy's crotch again.

"Cheers, Mom!" Cory grinned as her raised his glass.

The drink did wonders for the young boy. He had been really uptight ever since leaving his girlfriend earlier in the evening, but now the liquor was loosening him up, making him feel warm and mellow.

Cory found himself confiding in his mother, encouraged by her nods of approval, and her warm hand resting on his leg.

"It's really unfair, Mom," he began, taking a long swallow of his strong drink.

"What is, Son?" Marge asked, trying to keep her gaze away from the boy's crotch. His hard-on seemed to be growing bigger beneath her gaze.

"I really like Candy," he said, referring to the girl he had been out with that evening, "and I like the other girls I go out with. But what I don't like is the way they get me all worked up with a lot of kissing and touching, and then…"

"And then what, dear?" Marge asked breathlessly.

"Then, they won't deliver!" the boy spat out angrily, pouring himself another drink.

Marge could see that that was precisely what had happened to her beloved son that evening. His little Candy had gotten him all worked up and then had made him stop, leaving Cory with a huge bulge between his legs. And Marge had a burning urge to take care of his raging hard-on right then and there!

After a few silent minutes during which Marge and her son continued to drink martini after martini, the woman gathered up all her courage and finally turned to the young boy.

"What do you think of me, dear? Do you think I'm attractive?" she finally asked him.

"I sure do, Mom!" the boy quickly answered. "You're a real beauty. You look more like Lola's sister than her mother! And all the guys at school always tell me how beautiful they think you are!"

"Really?" she asked softly.

"Really! Sometimes, we're even mistaken for sister and brother," Cory said.

"Wow! That's great to hear, Son, and just the tonic I need right now. You know what? I think you're terribly attractive, too. In fact, if I were one of your little girlfriends, I sure wouldn't leave you high and dry with a raging hard-on!"

"Really, Mom?" the boy stammered, hardly able to believe his own ears. Was his sexy mother actually coming on to him? He should be so lucky!

"You'd better believe it!" she said firmly. "Actually… I'm feeling pretty horny right now, Cory… and very, very attracted to you."

"God, Mom! Are you saying what I think you're saying?" the boy asked excitedly, putting his drink down on the coffee table and turning to face his mother.

"That's exactly what I'm saying, handsome," Marge murmured as she put her own drink next to her son's and pressed her mouth hard against his.

She let her tongue flick wildly against him, making the boy pant with excitement. She let her fingers travel down to his pants, quickly unzipped his fly, and pulled out his hard prick.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned into his open mouth as she ran her soft fingers up and down the super hard pole of cock-flesh, making them both hotter and hornier by the minute.

"Jesus, Mom! If you keep that up, I'll get cum all over the floor!" the boy gasped.

"No, no, honey… we can't waste a good load that way," she said as she sank down to her knees, stroking Cory's balls gently. Finally, she slipped her tongue over the end of his cock acid slowly licked the head, continuing to work him up, turning him on more and more.

"Oh, Mom, you're driving me crazy!" Cory gasped excitedly.

"Mmm, and this is just the beginning, darling," she cooed.

Then the woman really got to work. She sucked her son's cock feverishly, letting all of her long pent-up desires for her son come to the surface as she set about to give him the best blowjob of his young life!

"Oh, God, Mom! You're making me so hot, I can't stand it!" Cory panted.

Cory could hardly believe that this was really happening to him. It was a dream come true! For a long time now the young boy had been tortured by erotic fantasies about his sexy, beautiful mother. He had even had more than one wet dream as he had imagined fucking her. And now, here she was, actually sucking him off!

"Don't try to hold back, Son," Marge murmured, taking her mouth away from her boy's prick just long enough to urge him to come, "shoot your wad into my mouth, darling! I can't wait to taste your cum!"

The boy gasped with excitement at his mother's lewd words and suddenly let loose a thick spray of hot, creamy cum into the woman's mouth. Several more wads followed the first until Marge's mouth was overflowing with the thick goo.

Marge moaned with pleasure as she quickly swallowed her son's jism. This was a dream come true for her too! She loved the delicious taste of her boy's jism, and the knowledge that she was swallowing her own boy's cum made her pussy drool with her excited juices.

"How was that, darling?" she asked, looking up at her son and grinning with pleasure.

"Great! Best head I ever got!" the boy sighed, leaning back against the cushions of the sofa.

Marge decided that they both needed another drink. She made their drinks even stronger than the last ones. After they finished their drinks, they were both even more loosened up than before, and hornier than ever, too!

Marge led her son into her bedroom and quickly removed his clothes.

"What a great body you've got!" Cory exclaimed as he sat in his mother's bed and watched her removing her own clothes.

"Glad you like it, honey," she said softly.

Marge was on fire. She needed her boy's cock and she needed it badly. All she had to do was to give Cory's prick a little more exercise and it would be as hard as it had been before she had so eagerly sucked him off.

"Ready to fuck your mother, darling?" she asked lewdly, running her soft hands over the boy's hairy chest.

"God, Mom! I'll say! I can't wait to fuck you!" the boy cried.

"Then come on… slam that hard prick into me, Cory," she said as she slid down onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. "This time, I want to feel you coming inside my pussy!"

"All right!" Cory exclaimed.

Without wasting even a second, the young boy knelt between his mother's legs and quickly thrust his hardening prick inside her juicy little cunt.

The instant that Cory's semi-hard cock touched his mother's pussy, it immediately bloomed into its fully erect state, making Marge moan with excitement.

"God, baby, your prick is as big as your father's! And that's plenty big!" she cried, thrusting her hips up, fucking back at her son.

Cory grinned at his mother's compliment. It was a real boost to the boy's ego to know that his mother liked his prick so much. He was proud of his ten-inch cock, and now his loving mother was restoring some of the self-confidence he had lost because of his girlfriend's rejection of him earlier that evening.

Marge was impressed by her son's fucking skill. He was obviously no virgin! At first, she felt disappointed. How she would love to give her boy his very first fuck. But then, on second thought, she welcomed his expert movements. Her little pussy was burning up, and a virgin cock is not what it needed now! No, what it needed now is just what it had… a big, hard cock that knew just what to do to drive Marge half-mad with pleasure and fuck-lust.

With loud grunts and groans of pleasure, Cory skillfully and slowly fucked his mother, letting every movement count. His style was erotic, and Marge found herself responding more and more. She lifted her ass up from the bed, thrusting her crotch up hard against his as he fucked into her. Then, as he pulled almost all the way out, she pulled back too, and with a resounding sound of flesh slapping against naked flesh, they fucked each other yet again.

"Ohhhhhhh, Cory, it feels soooo good… you're making me so hot… oh, shit, Cory, I'm gonna come!" Marge cried suddenly.

"Come, Mother, come! I want to feel you coming around my cock!" the young boy cried, feeling his own load of cum churning hotly in his balls.

Her son's lewd words took the woman over the edge and she came, screaming and thrashing about on the bed in a frenzy of lust-filled pleasure.

"Ohhhhhhh, Mom, that feels fantastic you're making me come!" he cried as he shot his load into his mother's spasming cunt. Wads of hot, creamy jism filled the woman's pussyhole, then overflowed her pussy, dribbling obscenely down her quivering thighs.

For a few moments, they lay silently in each other's arms, panting hard and trembling with pleasure. Then, Marge looked into her son's beautiful eyes and smiled at him.

"Well, what do you think, Cory? Did Mommy gave her big boy some relief from his aching hard-on caused by his naughty little girlfriend?"

"You sure did! The best kind of relief ever!" Cory groaned, laughing with his mother.

"I can hardly believe this has happened, Son," Marge murmured, running her hands lovingly up and down her son's naked body.

"Me neither, Mom," he shook his head. "You said this was just the beginning does that mean… I mean, can we fuck again right now?"

Marge laughed, pleased that her son was so eager to fuck her again so soon. But her laugh was a little sad, too, as she realized that they would have to wait.

"I wish we could, darling," she said, outlining his full, sensuous mouth with her fingertips. "But, even though Lola's away for the entire weekend, your father will be home a little later, so I'm afraid we'll have to wait."

Before Cory could answer his mother, the telephone rang shrilly and, with a bittersweet smile at her son, Marge rose and padded nakedly into the living room to answer it.

While his mother was in the living room, Cory lay in her bed, idly fingering his cock, which was already growing hard once again. He had loved fucking his mother! But, somehow, it had whet his appetite, making him long for more! If only his father wasn't coming home!

"Cory, darling! Guess what!?" Marge cried excitedly, bounding into the room and throwing herself across her son's naked body. "Your father just called… the company is sending him out of town for the weekend! He's coming home just long enough to pack and then he'll be on his way! You know what this means, don't you, Cory?"

"Yeah, Mom! You and I will be alone all weekend. We can fuck ourselves silly!"