A Tale of Two Mothers, Chapter 3
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"How long have you fantasized about a sexual relationship
with your mother, Walter?" Margaret Kelly asked.
"Is that what she told you?" Walter raised his eyebrows.
"That I fantasized about it?"
"Is there something else I should know?"
Walter hesitated. "No. No, that's it. I fantasize about it." He grinned. "Yeah, I've been fantasizing about it a lot these days."
Margaret squirmed on the chair across from his, tapping the
pencil tip meditatively on the note pad. She remembered the call
she'd received that morning, and the frantic sound in Patty
Wayne's voice as she'd begged Margaret to accept a counseling
appointment with Walter that afternoon.
Walter had seemed pretty sullen when he'd entered her home a
few minutes before, and followed her into her small office in the
rear of her house. Margaret now considered the leering tone of
his voice and wondered if he had, in fact, already fucked his
mother.
It was possible. She knew from her other cases that there
was a whole lot of Mommy/Son, Daddy/Daughter fucking going on out
there in the suburbs.
If Walter was fucking Patty, it wouldn't bother Margaret in
the least. To the school board and the local PTA, Margaret came
across as a modestly-priced counselor who occasionally helped out
boys who were having problems in school. What the school board
didn't know was that Margaret helped out most of these boys by
letting them fuck her. The only reason she ever worked as a
counselor was that it gave a chance to suck and fuck with lads
just about Walter's age.
Margaret was thirty-six now, and looked at least four years
younger. She was petite with dark brown hair had a girlish body
highlighted by extremely large, very suckable tits. Margaret had
married when she was very young, birthing one child, Henry, who
was now almost sixteen. Her husband had divorced her three years
ago. Margaret lived off of his alimony checks and the money she
made from counseling, which wasn't much.
The ironic thing was that her husband had divorced her
because of her extremely strong appetite for sucking and fucking
young studs. A young stud's cock, Margaret felt, stiffened much
more rapidly than that of his older counterpart, and invariably
sprayed more hot, tasty cum juice into her mouth or pussy or
asshole. Young boys always fucked very hard and fast, which was
just how Margaret liked getting her pussy pounded, and they were
always eager to keep fucking and cumming all night.
Margaret had seduced many troubled lads that the school
board, PTA or principal's office had referred to her. The best
cure for most young male problems, she felt, was a healthy dose
of fucking and cocksucking. It was rare for any boy to act up at
home or at school if he was getting the cum sucked out of his
cock on a daily basis. Margaret was always eager to relieve a
lad in this fashion, particularly if his cock was long and fat.
The bulge in Walter's pants indicated that he had a long, fat one
too.
Margaret had always had a special appetite for sucking the
jizz out of unusually big, stiff hard-ons. Her husband had been
well-endowed, and the glue that had held their marriage together
had been her penchant for nightly cocksucking. Now, Margaret
felt violently aroused by even the faint possibility that young
Walter had actually fucked his own mother. The most intensely
satisfying fantasies she'd ever had, which she'd suppressed
religiously, were those of teaching her own, innocent Henry how
to suck and fuck.
"I might be missing the point, Walter," Margaret said.
"When your mother called me this morning, she told me that her
problem with you has become very serious. She said that you've
frankly confessed a sexual interest in her, and that you've even
tried to initiate a sexual relationship with her. Now, I get the
impression that this incestuous contact has progressed farther
than your mother indicated. Is that true?"
"Whatever she told you." Walter shrugged.
"Do you fuck your mother, Walter?"
Walter just stared at her. Margaret moved her chair closer.
"It's perfectly all right with me if you do, Walter. Mother-son
incestuous contact is far more prevalent than most people think.
The cock of a boy your age can grow stiff many times each day
with a little provocation. Boys your age can be very sexually
aggressive, and it's natural for them to make strong passes at
available women, especially their mothers. I want to assure you,
Walter, that any admission you make to me won't leave this room.
Now tell me the truth. You have fucked your mother, haven't
you?"
Walter hesitated only a moment longer. Then he smiled, "Yeah, I have."
"Who initiated this sexual contact?" Margaret asked, as she
felt her cunt getting wet and hot.
"I did. She didn't mind it much, though. She thinks she
did. That's why she sent me here."
"Why did you want to fuck your own mother, Walter? Were you
just so horny that any pussy would do, or did you have a
particular craving to fuck her?"
"Both."
"Would you say that you have a very high sex drive, Walter?"
Margaret picked up the pencil and pretended to take notes.
"Very."
"Do you masturbate a lot? How many times a day do you jack
off, on the average?"
"Five or six."
"That's a great deal, Walter. Do you always squirt out a
great deal of semen when you cum? Or do you sometimes just shoot
out a small amount?"
"Always a lot."
Margaret felt her cunt throbbing. She stared at the lad's
crotch, realizing that the dirty talk, as she'd intended, was
giving him a magnificent looking hard-on.
"I can't help noticing that your prick is getting stiff
right, now, Walter. Does that happen frequently?"
"Yes."
"It feels good when your cock gets big and stiff, doesn't it?"
"Yeah."
Margaret put down her notebook. "Walter, I'm going to ask
you a special favor now. I'd like you to take down your pants
and show your hard cock to me. I think my counseling to you
would be more valuable if I could see and inspect your cock.
There might be something wrong with it."
Walter stood up, leering at the busty brunette knowingly as
he opened his belt and pulled down his zipper. He stepped out of
his shoes, then let his pants drop to his ankles, stepping out of
them, leaving him naked from the waist down except for his socks.
"Oh, Walter. Why, it's just incredibly huge!"
The cock was enormous. It stood out of his cock fur like a
baseball bat, nine inches long and very thick, so stiff that it
was bucking and throbbing uncontrollably up and down. Margaret's
mouth watered as she ogled the fat, meaty cock knob, imagining
how it would puff up just before he shot a big load of juice down
some lucky cocksucker's throat.
"I'd better take a closer look, Walter."
Margaret stood up, her pussy throbbing as she stood, then
knelt before her young client. She suppressed a groan as she
stared at the mammoth prick pulsing in front of her face.
Margaret pinched his spongy cock head, running her fingers all
over his cock meat. The prick bucked and pulsed in front of her
face.
"It looks perfectly healthy," she said breathlessly. "Does
it feel good when I touch your hard cock like that?"
"Yeah."
Margaret wrapped her hand around the root of his huge,
throbbing prick. Lewdly she started jacking the big cock up and
down, slow and hard. She stared at the cock knob, watching the
piss hole open up to spit out little droplets of cream.
"Does this feel better, Walter? Is this how you touch your
prick when you jack off?"
"I think it would feel a lot better if you sucked on it,
Mrs. Kelly."
"That might be therapeutic too, Walter. To see your
reaction."
By now a great deal of sticky, milky cock juice had dribbled
out of Walter's cock head. Margaret pressed her palm on the cock
knob, coating it with her spunk. She slid her fist to the root
of his prick, holding it in position. Then, with a little
smacking sound, she pressed her lips to the tip of his cock.
His fuck organ tasted very good, and so did the cum ooze.
Margaret could already picture herself eagerly gulping down a
heavy cum blast when she made him pop his rocks. She shut her
eyes, concentrating on the taste and sensations of cocksucking.
Gradually she let her lips part, slurping in inch after inch of
his huge, throbbing prick.
Walter looked down at her, excited by the spectacle of the
brunette inhaling his big prick. Margaret stopped when her lips
were stretched to the bursting point around the aching thickness
of his cock. She immediately started sucking very hard, knowing
how much a young boy enjoys a hard, wet cocksucking. Walter
shuddered with pleasure, clutching her head with both hands.
"Hard," he panted. "Do it really hard!"
Margaret pictured Walter's mother on her knees like this,
hungrily slurping the tasty stiffness of her own son's prick.
The image was arousing to her; she would have to make a point of
asking Walter for the details of his incestuous contact with his
mother.
Then, Margaret again found herself thinking of giving head
like this to her own son, Henry. It was her most forbidden
fantasy, and one that violently aroused her as she considered it
now. Margaret's cheeks flushed brightly as she slurped on
Walter's cock, determined to milk a really big load of cum juice
out of his prick.
"Harder," Walter panted. "Oh, shit, you suck my cock so
good!"
Margaret started beating his cock as she sucked, whipping
her strong right hand tirelessly up and down his huge, aching
cock meat. Her cocksucking sounds grew progressively louder, as
she eagerly sucked his big, blood-laden cock. Hot, milky cock
juice dribbled out of the cock know, oozing onto her tongue.
Margaret lapped it up, sucking and slurping, her belly aching as
she imagined herself gulping down a really rich load of jizz.
After five minutes of steady hard, wet sucking, Walter's
prick had grown as hard as iron. He writhed as he stood over
her, wincing and pulling her hair, on the verge of spraying her
tonsils with spunk.
Margaret alternated rapidly between puffing her cheeks up
and caving them in again, hungrily sucking cock as hard as she
could. Her fist was a blur as it whipped up and down his cock,
wildly jacking Walter's fuck organ into her mouth.
Now the prick throbbed violently on the roof of her mouth,
ready to burst.
"I'm cumming!" Walter gasped suddenly. "Suck my cock, Mrs.
Kelly, suck my stiff fucking cock! Oh fuck, cuummiiinnnggg!"
An incredible geyser of cum juice blasted out of his piss
hole, spurting on the roof of the cream-starved mother's mouth.
The first burst was followed by spurt after spurt of hot, tasty
cum.
Margaret whimpered, flaring her nostrils to breathe around
the donkey cock thickness of Walter's erupting prick. The cock
juice kept spraying out of his cock head, shooting onto her
tonsils, filling her stomach with cream. Margaret clung
ecstatically to the disgorging prick, slurping and gulping,
determined to nurse every drop of cum out of Walter's balls.
At last his orgasm subsided. Margaret took the big, wet
prick out of her mouth and stared at it intently. It was still
stiff. Looking at it made her pussy tingle. How good it would
be to allow a hung lad who'd fucked his own mother to ram her
pussy too.
"Well. That was very therapeutic, Walter," Margaret said
huskily. "You certainly were correct in saying that your prick
always shoots off plentifully when you orgasm. I can't help
noticing that your cock is still extremely stiff now. Do you
often need to cum twice in a row to relieve the painful stiffness
in your fuck organ?"
"Yeah," Walter sighed. "Sometimes even more than that."
"Then let's try another therapy exercise, Walter. You can
fuck my pussy, right here on the floor, and you can think about
your mother when you're doing it. Does that sound like an
appealing idea to you?"
"Yeah."
"All right, Walter. Let me just take off my clothes."
The wanton brunette rose to her feet, never taking her eyes
off of Walter's enormous cock. Quickly she stripped naked,
anticipating the effect that the unveiling of her petite,
voluptuous body would have on Walter's cock.
Walter groaned, staring at her, his prick pulsing harder
than ever. Margaret was proud of her body. She was petite all
over, except for her tits, which were extremely large and firm as
they had been when she was in her teens. If it had not been for
her position as a therapist and mother, the brunette would have
spent much more time teasing men with her mouth-watering chest
size. She enjoyed doing her errands in a tight t-shirt without a
bra, letting men watch as her sumptuous tits quivered and bounced
as she moved.
Walter was ogling her big tits now. Margaret stretched out
on the floor, wiggling her tight little ass into a good humping
position on the carpet. She continued to stare hungrily at the
lad's immense prick as she cocked and spread her girlish thighs
high and wide.
"Go ahead, Walter. Get on top of me. Fuck my juicy cunt."
Walter dropped to his knees, his mammoth fuck pole jerking
and twitching over her belly. He held his prick in hand, then
fit the spongy cock tip into her tight, wet pussy. Margaret
looked down, eagerly watching the fat, blue-veined fuck pole
disappearing into her cunt.
"Is my cunt tight enough for you, Walter? Do you like
fucking my pussy as much has you like fucking your horny mother?"
Walter didn't answer. He hovered on straight arms above
her, his knees spread between her legs, his ass cheeks flexing as
he fucked his long, achy cockshaft deeper into her pussy. The
giant prick was really stretching her now. Margaret gasped with
pleasure, feeling the battering ram hard-on plowing relentlessly
into her. She started wiggling and humping at the same time,
helping her young client bury his cock completely in her
spasming, clasping cuntslit.
"It feels so good, Walter! Unnggh! Fuck me deep, honey.
Fuck me like you fuck your mother, honey. I need a good, hard
fucking too!"
Walter sprawled on top of her, crushing her tits under his
chest. His hand came down, clawing the sides of her ass cheeks.
Then he started fucking fast and hard, banging her blushing
little ass onto the floor, drilling her tight pussy with long,
skewering strokes of his blood-laden cock.
"Is this how you fuck your mother, Walter? Unhggh! Oh,
fuck, my pussy's so wet! Do it harder now! Feels so fucking
good!"
She raised her legs as high as she could, draping her ankles
over his shoulders, completely opening her gooey fuck hole for
the womb-reaching thrusts of his cock. Walter grimaced as he
loomed over her, experiencing the delicious, spasming tightness
of her pussy. Faster and faster he rammed his cock into her
belly, reaming out her cunt completely with every stroke.
"You like fucking, don't you, Walter? Unghh! That's why
you fucked your mother, isn't it? You just wanted a nice, tight
pussy to fuck. Isn't that right?"
Walter just kept on grunting and humping, banging his stiff
prick into her pussy. Margaret humped and wiggled to meet his
strokes, shuddering every time the stiff cock reached the
innermost depths of her cunt.
"Do you have a horny mother, Walter? Does she like the way
you fuck her as much as I do? It's nice to have a mom who's
willing to fuck you, isn't? You don't have to go out and find a
willing girl when your prick gets hard. You can just stay home
and fuck your own mother's cunt."
Margaret flexed her pussy muscles, making her narrow fucking
channel grip and milk around the lad's pounding cock. By now
Walter was fucking as hard as he could. He panted hoarsely on
her neck, violently aroused by both her tight, gripping pussy and
the obscene things she said about his fucking relationship with
his mother.
Margaret could feel her pussy gripping and flexing
uncontrollably now. It was time to stop teasing Walter about his
mother, and to instead concentrate on making herself cum.
"Unngggh! My pussy's so wet now, Walter! Unggh! Fuck my
cunt hole, fuck it super hard!"
Walter fucked harder still, ramming his hips down, pounding
his gigantic prick into the gushing sheath of her pussy.
Margaret humped frantically to meet his strokes, her giant tits
jiggling under his chest. Then her pussy started to suck and
throb, and she knew she was on the verge of an extremely hard
cum.
"Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny little pussy!" she squealed.
"I'm cumming, Walter! Cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
The cum was long and hard, pounding through her naked body,
making her cock-stuffed fuck hole ripple lusciously around the
probing length of Walter's prick. Walter kept fucking as fast as
he could, his meaty cockshaft growing to total stiffness inside
her belly. Then he rammed his big cock to the hilt, and Margaret
knew he was cumming too.
"Oh, Mrs. Kelly!"
The second load of whit, sticky cock juice sprayed out of
his cock tip, spouting and streaming torrentially into her cunt.
Margaret shuddered with pleasure as she felt it blasting into her
pussy, anointing the itchy walls of her cunt hole with a soothing
tide of jizz.
"That's a good boy, Walter. Shoot it all out."
She humped, wiggled and flexed her fucking muscles,
contracting her pussy around his jism-squirting cock, helping the
hung lad shoot out every drop.
At last the cum was over. Walter groaned and flopped off of
her body, his cock pulling out of her pussy with a soft, popping
sound. Margaret's cunt felt very wet and swollen, with a big
puddle leaking out of her hairy slit onto the carpet.
"Walter, you made an awfully big mess down there," she said.
"Hasn't your mother taught you not to leave a mess? You're
supposed to clean up the messes you make, Walter. With your
tongue."
Walter stared at her. Margaret spread her thighs again,
giving him a mouthwatering spread-beaver view of her pussy. She
dipped her finger into her red, cum-dripping hole, darting it
salaciously in and out.
"It's all hot and creamy," she panted. "I want you to clean
it up for me, right now. I can't put on my panties when there's
so much cock juice in my pussy. I want you to give my pussy a
good cleaning with your tongue."
Walter still stared at her, shocked and excited that a woman
who seemed so formal at first glance could voice such
obscenities. Then he smiled and stretched out on his stomach
between her legs. Margaret stared at him eagerly, watching as he
pressed his mouth to her throbbing pussy. Then Walter started
licking and lapping, sluicing his tongue up and down between the
swollen folds of her pussy, licking up his own cum.
"That's a good boy, Walter. Unggh! Your like licking
pussy, don't you? I'll bet your mommy likes it when you suck her
cunt too."
Walter was too busy licking and sucking to reply. He thrust
his tongue deep inside her pouty-lipped hole, shamelessly sucking
his own cock juice out of the depths of her cuntal sheath.
Margaret held his head and worked her ass slowly, fucking her
throbbing pussy on his face.
"I think your only problem is that you're so horny, Walter.
I know just how to help you with your problem with your mother.
Whenever your cock gets hard, you can just visit me and fuck me
instead. I won't mind at all. I'll like it."
Walter nodded, busily licking and lapping, sucking the cum
off her pussy until the horny little fuck hole gleamed only with
cunt oils and spit. He moved his mouth higher, beginning to suck
directly on her clit. Margaret whimpered, holding his head,
keeping the tongue and lip action where she wanted it. But, as
much as Walter delighted her, her unconscious mind was already
straying to another, more forbidden fantasy.
She still wanted to fuck her own son.
Continued in Chapter Four
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