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CHAPTER FIVE

Gina lunged onto the bed, then squirmed to her knees. She shot Mike an impish glance over her shoulder as she shook her ass seductively.

"Like it doggy-style?" she asked, her voice husky with anticipation.

"Any fucking way I can get it," her son said, joining her on the bed. He knelt behind her and pulled her legs further apart. When he saw, the delicious-looking crack of her ass, leading to an eyed more delicious-looking patch of red cunt hair, he felt his loins jerk with ecstasy. "Mmmmm, and I can't wait to get this," he whispered, digging his fingers into her brush of silky hair.

Gina reached under her body and cupped his dangling, furry nuts. The swirling masses of cum were already collecting again, causing his balls to buzz like a hive of angry bees. She lifted them and rolled them over the insides of her thighs.

"Hurry," she whispered. "God, I can't wait to have that big cock of yours fucking me."

Mike looked down at his mother's glistening body still wet from the shower and rubbed his left hand up and down her back. Her flesh was as smooth as glass, but yielding and warm. He slipped his fingers to her sides, then under her. As they brushed over her boobs, he felt her flinch.

"You really want it bad, don't you?" he murmured, leaning forward and kissing the back of her neck. "I'll just bet you love the shit out of getting hosed."

"Yes," Gina moaned, waiting for the pressure of his gigantic cock. "Fuck me. Don't just talk about it. I want to see some action."

"You got it, bitch," her son said affectionately. "Gonna shove it to you like you never had it before."

As he said the words, he began squirming his ass around, forcing his cock head upward, closer to the oozing cunt crack. Then when he felt the slippery lips glide against his foreskin, he took a deep breath and humped forward. The entire slab of cock thrust inside her pussy, stretching her walls to the breaking point.

"How's that, you cock-loving slut?" he grunted.

"Aieeeeeee!" Gina yelled out, as a mixture of pain and pleasure swept inside her. "It's so huge!"

She had been prepared for enormous pressure since his prick was so massive, so thick, but his slab of cock seemed actually to be rearranging her insides! She found it difficult to breathe, almost as if the tip of his expanding prick were jabbing her lungs.

Mike closed his eyes as he withdrew slowly. When the end of his cock lay just inside her opening, he held himself there for a few seconds, then plunged back inside. As he did, his balls swung forward and hit her stomach, just above the patch of golden-red cunt hair.

"Like it hard and fast?" he grunted, removing his cock again, forcing it back inside.

Gina could only nod her head, as her full attention was directed to the way his prick was melting her insides. Already she could feel the first pangs of orgasm.

Her son licked her shoulders and nuzzled his face under her right arm. He then kissed her breast, taking the pink nipple between his teeth. Slowly he began chewing, exerting greater pressure, scraping over the rubbery flesh.

"Yes, yes," Gina choked, thrashing about. "Just like that. Son, you have a beautiful, hard cock. Lick my tits and… just fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

"You really want the business?" Mike said, stepping all movement, lifting his mouth from her tit.

It took several seconds for Gina even to make any sense of his words. She was in total ecstasy. His hard, muscular body was engulfing hers, his cock sending spasms of delight up and down her cunt. Finally she cried out, her words running together.

"Gimmmegimmeegimeeee!" she gasped, her lungs about to explode from the enormous pressure of his prick.

Mike quickly got off the bed, pulling her with him. He then stood up and yanked her legs apart. He took a couple of steps backward, sliding her body across the bedspread. When her face rested on the bed, he planted his feet wide apart and dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her thighs.

"Get ready, you cum-sucking whore," he whispered, an almost satanic smile forming on his handsome face. "I'm gonna fuck you until you stay fucked."

Gina grasped the bedspread with her fingers and waited for his assault. She'd never had it this way, nothing even remotely close. Yet something told her it was going to be good. Very good!

Mike blasted forward, driving his cock fully into her swollen cunt. Almost immediately, he withdrew, then plunged back in. Soon, his ass was bobbing back and forth wildly and became a blur. His hands tightened on her thighs, the smile on his face became set, his teeth bared.

"Screw it, slut," he gasped, giving it to her as fast as he could. "Come on, baby, suck it in your pussy. Fuck me. Fuck that little pussy around my prick and… and… unhhh!"

His fucking was so wild, so deliciously savage, that Gina felt as if the entire house was shaking. She tried to work with him but her efforts were lost. She felt like a rag-doll under his superior strength. Finally she relaxed, letting him take complete control. As she did, her hands slipped downward, then her head.

Mike took another step backward, letting his mother's head fall to the floor. Before it hit, he humped upward, then swung slightly to one side. He then felt her hands on his ankles, her warm mouth on his toes.

"Oh. God," Gina gasped. She had no idea that fucking could be so physical! She licked and sucked on his toes, tightening her grip on his ankles. Blood rushed to her head, making her dizzy. And her insides were a volcano, ready to erupt. She gave another gurgling groan of pleasure, then froze. "Shove it in you," Mike panted, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead, his upper lip. "Come on, whore, take my cock and eat it into your cum-licking brains!"

Gina's orgasm thundered in her guts with unbelievable force. And when she thought it sure it must be over, it only intensified. Soon, her entire being was in flames, her mind ready to snap. This time, the room truly did spin, for her son was turning around and around, letting her long hair sweep over the carpet.

"God!" she screamed, bucking with anguished pleasure. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck meeeeeee!"

"Oh… Mom, take it," Mike grunted, stepping all movement for a second. He felt his cum blast from his nuts and swirl up the center of his pulsating shaft. Suddenly, the ball of his prick was on fire with release, tightening like a drum head, then loosening. Thick globs of jism burst between the puckered lips of her cunt. "Fuuuucck!" he shouted, throwing his head back.

Gina's insides became deliciously inflamed with the massive wads of sticky cum. And the juice seemed to bring with it more thundering spasms of raw pleasure. Soon her entire body was shaking with one climax after another.

"Ohhhhhhhhh," she panted finally, feeling as if her very bones had turned to rubber. As she let her head drop to the carpet, she repeated her son's name over and over.

At last, when the final spasms of molten jism had seared into his mother's pussy, Mike released his grip on her thighs. Slowly, she fell to the floor in a heap. He sat down on the bed and cast her a glazed look, then fell back, his chest heaving with excitement.

As Gina lay on the floor, she felt battered and bruised, but deliciously alive. She stroked her body, then worked her fingers to the area between her thighs. Carefully, she rolled the wads of cum around, then scooped them into her palms.

"Mmmmmm, good," she murmured, lifting the juice to her lips and licking the globs into her throat.

When her thighs were clean, she poked her fingers into her cunt, then worked out some more milky fluid. She ran the liquid around in her cunt hair for a few seconds, then squeezed them into one glob. She then pinched the jism with her fingertips and raised her hand. A glistening, thick web of cum formed, about tree inches high. At last, it broke sending half the mass back into her hairs. The other half dangled from her fingers. She held her head back and downed the jism like she would an oyster.

"I-I want some more of this," she whispered, touching her son's ankle. "Can I have it?"

"Hmmmmmm?" Mike responded, lost in a world of warm comfort.

"I said, can I have more cum to suck," Gina repeated, kneeling beside the bed. She moved between his legs and lowered her face to his damp crotch. It smelled of her own body, and the heady aroma of sweat and cum. "Let Mommy eat your cock again, Son," she murmured, nuzzling her face into the wiry hairs.

When Mike felt her hot, searching mouth, he felt a delicate spasm just under his balls. He lifted his head and looked down, a smile forming on his face.

"Don't you ever get enough?" he asked.

Quite frankly, Gina used to get enough all the time. Then her husband took that job as a trucker and the nights away from him became more and more frequent. She also realized that she was getting older (the years between twenty-eight and thirty-six had seemed like a long afternoon), and perhaps life was passing her by. She had had only one man until now, and thought that this wasn't exactly… well, fair.

"I think I could get enough," she whispered. Then after a pause, she added, "that is, if you want to give it to me."

"Want some more hot meat in your pussy?" he grinned.

"How about in my asshole?" Gina dared. Did other people do that?

"Huh!" Mike said, his eyes widening.

"I mean, we don't have to," Gina said, trying to pass off her suggestion as a lark. "We could always…"

"Sure," Mike said, licking his lips. "Christ, I have to talk like a preacher to get anyone to do that. You mean you'd… let me?"

The generation gap was quickly narrowing, it seemed.

"Just go easy," Gina said, getting to the bed, "at first."

"Oh… wow," Mike said, his voice a grunt. His eyes were locked on the smooth, rounded contours of his mother's ass. "I… I don't believe this," he added, quickly getting between her legs. His cock was standing up, rock-hard, slapping his stomach. "I… I just don't believe this," he said again.

"Mmmmmm, I do," Gina whispered feeling the heat of his body as he leaned forward. The rough texture of his hairy legs sent shivers of pleasure up and down her spine. "Now fuck me, you bull. Really give it to me good," she said softly.

Mike placed his large hands on her ass cheeks and spread them slowly. When she saw the delicate, puckered hole, his heart seemed to jump in his throat. Another spasm of dull pain hit his balls.

"Oh Mom," he whimpered, grasping his cock with his right hand and aiming the tip of it toward the narrow crack. "I… I'm gonna fuck your shitter…"

Gina felt the satiny surface of his cock head push against her tiny opening, then gently slide inside. As her membranes spread to accept all he had to offer, tingles of ecstasy and pain swept around her middle. She exhaled loudly and fully relaxed. When she did, about two inches of his shaft probed inside.

Mike stopped all movement suddenly, letting her get used to the size of his cock. When he felt the slick walls give slightly, he withdrew about an inch, then thrust in about halfway. When she flinched, he froze.

"Hurt?" he asked, his voice strained with pleasure.

"Oh… no," Gina answered. "It's perfect. Mmmmm, I love your cock. Give it all to me. Poke it up right between my shoulder blades, stud."

Mike's mind almost exploded. Not only was she letting him do it, but she was actually enjoying it!

"Ohhhhh… yes!"

When the silky warmth of her insides hugged his throbbing cock, Mike had to fight to keep from blasting his load right then. He'd never had it so good before. Sure, he'd done this, but never with anyone who actually liked it as much as he did, and he was always aware of the girl's pain. It had taken something any from his pleasure, and it made him feel guilty.

"Well, are you going to fuck me?" Gina teased when her son only lay on top of her for a few minutes.

"I sure as hell am," Mike said, letting everything melt from his mind except the fantastic ecstasy he felt. "I'm gonna blow you wide open, bitch," he added, beginning to pump up and down rhythmically.

Gina spread her legs a little wider and began working with him. Each time he thrust inside, she moved her butt upward. Soon, the smacking sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoed off the walls. Seconds later, the first flutters of orgasm tingled her insides. She reached between her legs and cupped his firm, hairy balls. "Let me stick these in my cunt," she said, rolling the orbs over her glistening patch of pussy hair.

Mike shoved inside and held himself there, then she grunted as her cunt lips seemed to lick around his nuts. Suddenly, both balls were bathed in sucking, churning warmth. He was totally inside her. Cock and balls!

"No… no," he panted, ordering his body to hold back, to enjoy the delicious anguish of waiting for a few more minutes at least.

"Yes," Gina said, her climax a split-second away. Her guts seemed to be crawling around like a bunch of snakes. "Screw… screw it to me, you… you… Aaaahhuuuuhhh!"

For Mike, that was all it took. It would have been easier to flap his arms and fly to Mars than to hold back. Her orgasm sucked on his, practically yanking his cum from his balls. And it was the wildest sensation, having the juices vibrate inside her cunt, then sweep around the area between the holes, and blast inside her asshole. It was like twin orgasms.

He screamed, biting down on the back of her neck like a striking cobra.

Gina worked with him in such a fashion so as not to let his cock or balls leave her holes. When he moved up, she thrust backward.

"Fuck me, fuck me," she panted, clawing at the sheets. "Give me all of it! Gallons of thick, hot cum!"

They molded themselves together for a long while, pumped and fucked even after the last of Mike's massive globs of cum had stopped blasting from his cum-hole. At last they fell in a heap, Mike's hot breath against the side of his mother's neck. His eyes were half-closed, glazed with pure satisfaction.

Gina opened her mouth and lapped at her lower lip with her tongue. This had been the best ever – better even than with Ron. And she knew why. Both her cunt and asshole had been filled at the moment of climax. It was almost like… two cocks. Two big, hard cocks!

Although she felt a little wicked, her mind began playing with the idea. Ron wouldn't go for it in a million years, even if Mike did. But she didn't know any other men that well and quite frankly she didn't want to be unfaithful to her husband. She almost giggled. If this wasn't being unfaithful, what was?

"Hmmmmmm," she murmured, wondering how she could satisfy that hot urge.

Her son, Adam! Or perhaps Brian!

No, she reluctantly admitted, they didn't even know she existed. They were into sports too much. At one and two years younger than Mike respectively, Adam and Brian had shown an unusual lack of interest in sex; perhaps it was because Mike had been so active, she laughed to herself.

Even her daughter, Susan, was pretty much of a prude, even by Gina's provincial standards. A year younger than Brian, she was still into dolls.

But hadn't she encouraged this? She had made those tiny clothes, bought her a two-hundred dollar dollhouse for Christmas.

Maybe it was time for her to wake up her family a little.

"Mike?" she whispered, snuggling beneath him.

Mike was asleep.

Yes, I'm going to wake up, shake up, this family.

Starting with Adam.

She let Mike sleep after slipping from beneath his dead weight. She then took a long shower and waited for her other children to come home.