Marvin Cox
Widespread mom

CHAPTER ONE

Ruby Anderson loved cock.

That was her downfall. Big, throbbing pricks made her mouth water, her golden haired pussy steam with delight.

It hadn't always been like that. Before her husband had run off with her best friend – and true to form, she was the last to know – she had concerned herself with raising three boys, the care of her home and keeping up with soap operas.

With the almost nightly ritual of making love taken away from her, and after she had cried herself out, she had felt so hungry for affection that her own boys were beginning to look good to her.

The thought had appalled her, as if the mere idea had somehow been the very act. She was in bed, stroking her pussy, wishing it were a cock instead of her fingers, when she heard Mike, her youngest, start the shower.

While her fingers probed deep inside her frothy cunt, she wondered what her boy was going to do with his new girlfriend. Oh, sure they were going to the drive-in, but what were they going to do?

She could see it clear as day. Mike would place his strong arms around the girl, then let his fingers drop to the area of her breasts. While kissing her passionately, he would expertly unbutton her blouse, then touch the soft, yielding flesh.

The rubbery, pink nipples would stiffen, become rock-hard. His mouth would move from hers, kiss across the hollow of her throat. The girl would shiver, feel her pussy pucker with desire.

Suddenly, it wasn't the girl anymore, but Ruby, herself. Her mouth opened, accepting the exploring, snake-like tongue. Her fingers were moving over his taut, muscular body, searching for the thick mound between his powerful thighs.

Naked flesh touched naked flesh, setting the blood to boiling. She clawed his back, pulled him down on her, fumbled with his zipper.

"Fuck me," she gasped, spreading her thighs, forcing the tip of his purplish-colored cockhead into the furry opening of her pussy. "God… stick it in and load me up with hot cum."

His prick entered her cunt slowly, sliding deliciously over the fluttering membranes. And as it became fully molded in her guts, she could see the hard, angular outline, the loose sheath of foreskin pulled away from the tip of the massive shaft.

His mouth was on her breast, sucking the nipple almost to his tonsils. His teeth nipped her skin, causing electric-like jolts of pleasure to race into her chest. She arched her back, tightened the ring of muscle at her cunt opening, looked him inside.

Pleasure flooded her body, yet with each hard thrust, the ache, the delicious itch became more demanding. Her insides were sucking, pulling, demanding his thick, creamy load of cum.

"Screw me, stud," she panted, throwing her head to one side, inhaling the steamy aroma of sex in the car. "All the way in, you little bastard… push your cock up my pussy and…"

Her orgasm was explosive, even more powerful than the one she'd had when her husband had screwed out her cherry twenty years before.

And although she was alone in her bedroom, and her son was in the shower, she could actually see the thick globs of molten cum splatter deeply inside the yearning pussy. Each drop was like a liquid pearl, etching into the sensitive membranes.

She bit her lower lip to keep from screaming, tasting the salty flavor of blood. While her back arched, lifting itself to some invisible, masculine body, her orgasm became more intense. Pleasure, however, wouldn't be fulfilled. Her fingers just couldn't do what a big, rock-hard cock could.

She lay back, gasping for air, hearing the flood of water on her son's naked body. Then gathering her courage, she slipped her feet over the side of the bed and stood up on wobbly legs.

There was nothing unusual about anyone in the family barging in on anyone else, whether they were in the shower, or on the pot, or anything. They had no secrets.

This time, however, Ruby felt guilty. She wasn't going into the bathroom to get her deodorant or throw a dirty pair of underwear in the laundry hamper. She was going into the bathroom for one purpose and one purpose alone – to see the hard, angular lines of her son's body, to memorize the shape of his cock if possible.

She had to see what that little girl was going to get. She wanted to be close to that slab of cock that would soon drive in and out of tight pussy, fill her with boiling, milky wads of cum.

"That you, Mom?" Mike called out, hearing the door open.

"Yes," Ruby answered a little too loudly, trying to make her voice sound motherly casual. "Just had to get my… uh, comb."

There he was, not two feet away. She sat down on the toilet seat, her mouth slowly gaping open. While he rinsed off, he occasionally rubbed against the shower curtain. The outlines of muscular flesh and wiry hairs were more than evident. And for a brief second, she saw his limp, swinging cock.

Was it possible that she'd actually diapered him? Jesus, that little peanut dick of his had grown to the size of an overripe cucumber.

And it would soon sink into a sweet, hot pussy, filling it with acid-like cum. She suddenly hated that girl, and envied her just as much.

"Hey, Ma, hand me a towel, would you?" Mike said, startling her.

"Sure," she said, reaching for the towel. She wondered if he noticed that her voice was high-pitched, almost a scream, "Here."

Her hand touched his, causing a spasm of pleasure inside her pussy. It was all she could do to keep from, jumping in the tub with him and kneeling before his hard, muscular body.

To take his limp cock in her mouth and make it hard as a rock. Then, stuff it into her itchy pussy.

Her own son!

God, her own son!

She fled the room as if it were on fire. When she reached her bedroom, she quickly threw on some clothes and raced out of the house. Not to find something or go someplace, but to escape her desires.

As she drove down the busy street, she could barely steer the car. Her pussy was bubbling, sucking on the silky material of her panties. At last, she pulled into a fast-food restaurant and leaned over the steering wheel, tears stinging her face.

After a long while, she sat back and tried to collect her thoughts. Before she had a chance to consider her terrible fantasies, however, she saw a young man – about the same age as her son – come out of the restaurant and approach her car.

"Hey, lady, you OK?" the boy asked. "You sick or something?"

Yes, I'm sick! Christ, am I ever sick! Would you like to hear the full story? You seem like such a nice kid. I was beating off in my bedroom and started thinking about screwing my own son. So, I had to get out of the house or only God knows what I might have done.

"I'm fine," she muttered, swallowing hard. "I just got a little dizzy, I guess."

"Is there anything I can do?" the boy asked.

Will you repeat that? Shit yes, there's plenty you can do. You can take that big cock of yours out of those tight pants and stick it in my pussy. No, you can let me suck you off. Or would you rather screw me in the butt? Or slam that thing between my tits?

"I'm fine," she repeated. "Really."

As she looked at him, she noticed that his eyes were on her breasts. Well, why not? They were heaving, thrusting upward in her confused excitement. And even if she were almost forty, she still prided herself on her looks.

She stood as tall as almost any man yet retained her femininity. Surrounding her oval shaped face was a halo of burnished-red hair, accentuating the dark-emerald color of her eyes. Because her waist was so tiny, it made her hips appear fuller than they were. Her legs were tanned the color of ripe peaches, long and shapely, giving way to perfectly formed feet.

She hardly ever wore makeup, as her natural coloring made it unnecessary.

With this boy, however, she seemed aware for the first time of her innate beauty. For some reason, it made her embarrassed, causing her to turn beet-red.

"Could you give me a lift?" the boy asked suddenly. "I mean… you don't know me or anything, but I'm getting off work and…"

"Hop in," she said, unable to believe what was happening. "I… I'm not doing anything… sure."

For the life of her, she couldn't recount what happened next. One moment they were driving down Cooper Street, the next, they were in Meadowbrook Park, surrounded by darkness. When she pulled to the curb and turned off the ignition and lights, it was as if she were watching, instead of participating.

"I… I haven't had a cock in so long," she said, not believing her words. "I… I…"

"You've got one now," the boy said, moving closer. He kissed her hard on the mouth, driving his tongue firmly between her teeth. "Ohhhh… yes, baby, you've got all the cock you want… right now."

Ruby flung herself on his young body like the widow at an Indian funeral pyre. And as she clutched him, she felt an ache, a horrible itch that almost drove her crazy.

"Fuck me… God… baby, fuck me," she panted, locking her lips around his open mouth. The mere taste of his body was enough to cause her cunt to spasm with the first welling of climax. She clawed at his shoulders with her fingernails. "Give… give it to me… cock… cock… damn you… cock!"

Suddenly, they were both naked, their bodies locked in a passionate embrace. Ruby's mouth was all over him, sucking across the yard-wide shoulders, tasting the sweaty flavor of his neck. She molded her lips over the sculptured angles of his chest, felt the wiry texture of hair. His cock throbbed upward, touching her chin.

She hadn't had a prick in so long. Too long.

That's why she had had those horrible ideas about her son. About Mike's cock. Oh… Jesus, that sweet, big, hard cock!

"I'm gonna suck you dry, Mike," she groaned, hardly recognizing her own voice.

"Mike?" the boy said. "My name isn't Mike. I'm Larry."

"Larry, Mike, who fucking cares?" she gasped, "Cock… that's what matters big, hard cock to suck!"

Her lips engulfed his massive shaft, sank to the hairy, throbbing base. As her nose pushed into the taut muscles of his flat stomach, she felt her insides become a cauldron of desire. She wanted nothing mote than to throw herself on him, yank his cock into her pussy, but her throat was even more demanding.

She hadn't tasted cum in months. Christ, an eternity!

But, here it was! Big cock and all that sweet cum just a couple of inches away. She cupped his furry balls and tolled them over her cheeks. The mere touch inflamed her with greater hunger.

"Mmmmmfffff!" she choked, closing her eyes with anguished ecstasy. Her pussy was oozing, steaming up the insides of her thighs. She squeezed her knees together and felt a convulsion of pleasure. She screamed out again, her voice lost in the dark, hairy crotch.

"Goddamn… you can fucking take it all," Larry said, lifting his hips and placing his hands on the back of her head. "Shit! I've never seen anything like, it!"

"Mmmmm-hmmmm," Ruby groaned, twisting her head around.

"Hey, baby… you take it in the mouth?"

Larry asked, pressing her face harder against his middle.

Ruby pulled her mouth away from his cock, let it flop against his stomach. She then ran her tongue over his hairy balls, felt them vibrate to her touch.

"You mean, do I suck cum?" she murmured, letting her fingers move over his hips and stomach.

"Yeah," the boy grunted, his face a picture of anguish. "You take it in the mouth?"

"I'll suck every delicious drop in my throat and gargle it down," Ruby murmured, sliding her wet lips up the underside of his pulsating cockshaft. "Yes… God, yes… there's nothing I love better than eating down globs of hot cum."

"Jesus… fucking shit!" Larry said. He dug his fingers into her scalp and forced her mouth back down on his cock. When her lips reached the furry base, he flinched, every muscle bulging. "Suck me… then," he panted. "I… I'm gonna blow that cocksucking throat full… now, bitch!"

Ruby hardly had time to let her mouth and throat get used to the size of his climaxing cock. It expanded, totally filling her, then exploded with warmth. The juices were like bombs, bursting over her tongue. Some of the molten fluid shot upward, behind her nose, then streamed from both nostrils. Other lumps, alive with energy, swept under her tongue, between her teeth.

"Suck me, you motherfucking cocksucker!" he cried, thrusting his hips up and down. More of his fiery fluid spat into her throat. "Jesus… Christ… Goddamned fuck… lick it all the way… in… unhhhhh!"

While, his cock pounded her throat with release, covering her sucking membranes with acid-like warmth, Ruby experienced one delicious climax after another. The sensations were better than she could possibly imagine, inflaming not only her pussy, but every cell, each nerve in her body.

"Aaaaghhhhh," she choked, sending a fine, milky spray of creamy jism into his brown crotch hairs. She inhaled, her air mixing with cum, rattling down her throat. "Mmmmfffff… agghhhhhhh," she spluttered again.

The boy heaved upward as the bulk of his load shot from his cockhead, then got to his knees. He lunged over her body, jamming her between the steering wheel and the back of the seat. His full weight crushed down, his cock plunged noisily into the back of her throat.

"Fuck my cock with your mouth, whore," he cried. "Lick it… cocksucker… all the way in… ream out my prick… suck it…"

Ruby pulled and chewed on his prick like it was the only one on earth. And for her, it was. Each sweet drop of his jism gave her greater pleasure until finally, her ecstasy bordered on pain. At last, she went limp, exhausted from the intensity of his release.

"Mmmmmm," she gurgled, wallowing his still throbbing cock around in her mouth.

"Holy… fuck, lady, I've never been sucked like that in my life!" Larry gasped. "Hell, it was like I had my dick in a milking machine!"

Slowly, Ruby pulled her lips up his meaty cockshaft, pursing tightly, releasing the last of his full, thick load. When the juice burned over her tonsils, her pussy gave one last pang of pleasure, then seemed to melt. She turned her head to one side and kissed into the chocolate-brown hairs.

"I… I love your big prick," she murmured. "God I'd forgotten just how wonderful it was…"

"Huh?" Larry said. "What are you talking about?"

"Mmmmmm, nothing," she replied, not wanting to go into the horrible complications.

For not only was she cock-hungry, she was craving her own son's cum!

Suddenly, she hated herself. Not for what she'd just done, but for her thoughts. The whole time the boy was driving his jism into her throat, she had been thinking about Mike.

Mike.

By now, he and his girlfriend must be at the drive-in. Were they lacked in that embrace she'd imagined? Was his massive cock drilling in and out of her pussy? Was his cum bursting from his cockhead at this very moment?

"Ohhhh… fuck me," she whimpered, feeling her pleasures renew themselves. "Will you… stick it in my cunt and load me up with hot cum? God… please?"

The boy shook his head as he looked at her. What in the hell had he done to deserve such luck? Shit, he'd been cleaning out stoves just twenty minutes ago? Sacking up chicken, for Christ's sake! Mid now he was in a dark, secluded park with one fantastic woman who'd just eaten his cock like there was no tomorrow!

She might be a little old, but she was still as firm as any of the chicks he'd screwed lately. And besides that, she'd taken all his cock in her throat!

Remembering what it felt like caused his balls to rumble with an agonized pressure he'd never felt before.

He wanted to return the favor.

"Can I lick on your pussy?" he asked, slipping his fingers between the area of her breasts. "Hmmmmmm. You gonna let me do that?"

For a moment Ruby hardly realized what he was talking about. She had been the one to do it all. And now, he wanted to stick his tongue in, ream out her cunt. She felt wonderfully warm.

He wanted it too!

She closed her eyes, pretending it was Mike who wanted it, who had said the words.

"Yes… lick my pussy, Son," she moaned. "Stick your tongue in your mommy and lick her clean."

Jesus, Larry thought, the lady sure talks crazy! But who the fuck cares? With a sweet, smoldering pussy like this, she could be a raving lunatic!

"Hang on," he whispered, moving his face toward her pussy, "I'm gonna do you as good as you did me."

Ruby closed her eyes and waited.

Waited for Mike.