A Tale of Two Mothers, Chapter Seven
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"And you say that Walter is still trying to initiate an
incestuous, sexual relationship with you?" Margaret asked. She
sat with her notebook and pencil again, pretending to take notes.
A day had passed.
"That's right," Patty sighed. She squirmed nervously on the
couch, uncomfortable to be discussing her private life with a
therapist. She'd expected Margaret Kelly to be old and dowdy.
It was discomfiting to see that the counselor was her age, and
was endowed with a petite body every bit as curvaceous as her
own.
"Did Walter try to have sex with you last night?" Margaret raised her eyebrows.
"He certainly did. He was very aggressive."
Patty trembled in spite of herself, remembering the furious
pussy-pounding Walter had delivered the night before. Again, she
had failed to suppress her need to fuck her own son.
"Was his cock stiff?"
"Extremely."
"I have to ask a delicate question now." Margaret folded her notebook and dropped it on the floor. "You've told me so far that Walter has made sexual advances on you. I haven't asked yet, point blank, if any of these advances have been successful. Have they?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"Have you fucked your own son?"
"Of... of course not!" Patty spluttered, instantly reddening
with shame and fear. "What kind of question is that? I would
never allow my own son to help himself to my own body."
"That's not what Walter says."
The ensuing silence was long and tense. Patty's blush
deepened, and she shamefully averted her eyes, avoiding the
counselor's calm stare. Already she knew that she'd been caught.
Horrible fantasies flashed through her mind's eye: of newspaper
headlines, of a judge denying her custody of her son. Patty
wondered if there was any point in trying to lie further.
"I'm not going to tell anyone about this, Patty," Margaret
said soothingly, as if reading her mind. "Anything you admit to
me will be kept in strictest confidence. But I do think it would
be best if we started being honest with one another. Walter
admitted, with some persuasion on my part, that he has already
fucked you many times. He says that you enjoying sex with him a
great deal, but that you feel ashamed of yourself for letting
your own son fuck you. Is that true?"
Patty took a deep breath and, finally, met the counselor's eyes. "That's about right," she said.
"You know, maybe it's not really so awful to let Walter keep
fucking you," Margaret suggested. "After all, you're both horny,
and he's old enough to..."
"No!" Patty stopped her with a brisk wave of her hand. "Please, don't even suggest that. It's disgusting. It has to end right now. I simply can't allow Walter access to my body any longer."
"Then why do you let him fuck you at all, Patty?" Margaret paused, letting the question sink in. "Is it because you're so horny?"
"I... I guess."
"Have you always been so horny, or has it only been since
your divorce?"
"Always, I guess."
"I see." Margaret hesitated again. "Patty I'm going to ask
you some very personal questions now. How often do you think
about fucking and sucking in the course of a given day?"
"A great deal."
"Does your cunt usually respond to these thoughts by
becoming moist and swollen?"
"Yes."
"Was you cunt moist and swollen when you first allowed your
son to fuck you?"
"Yes."
"The questions I'm asking now, are they making your pussy feel wet and hot?"
Patty flushed with embarrassment. "I guess."
"I think it would be good if I took a close look at your
cunt, Patty." Margaret held up her hand, as if to stem off a
possible objection. "Don't worry. I have a degree in physical
therapy," she lied. "I'm just going to inspect it, Patty. All
you have to do is pull down your pants and let me have a look."
Patty thought about this for a moment, but by then
Margaret's stream of sex-oriented questions had made her pussy so
itchy and horny that she was too distracted to object. She rose
to her feet, kicking off her shoes and pulling her jeans off.
Now all she had on were her panties. Patty sat back down on the
couch, pulling the cotton bikini panties off of her rounded
little ass, exposing her hairy pussy mound to the therapist.
"You have a great deal of pussy hair," Margaret observed.
Margaret knelt on the floor in front of her. Patty blushed
as she let the counselor spread her long legs wide apart,
completely opening her wet, curly-haired pussy. Margaret leaned
close, pushing her face between Patty's legs. Then she ran her
fingers up Patty's inner thigh, wiggling one between the pouting
lips of Patty's extremely horny cunt.
"Does that feel good?" Margaret asked.
She began moving the finger briskly in and out.
"Ungggh!"
"Your cunt lubricates very easily, Patty. I've only just
begun to touch it, and it's already dripping. It's very warm and
swollen as well." Margaret pushed in a second finger, jacking
her off harder. "Does this feel better?"
"Ungggh!"
Patty blushed with shame, splaying her legs wider. The
whole scene was absurd; she already knew that Margaret was a
horny dyke who wanted to seduce her. But, since she had begun
fucking her son, Patty's sex needs were so uncontrollably strong
that she reacted helplessly to any stimulus. Now she started
humping and wiggling her ass eagerly on the couch, fucking her
wet pussy onto Margaret's hand.
"Now your cunt's getting even wetter. The inner lips seem
to be spasming as well. You have an extremely tight pussy for a
woman your age. I can see why Walter has such a strong desire to
fuck you, even if your are his mother."
"Ungggh! Oh, Margaret! Unngggh!"
"Was your pussy this hot and juicy when your son fucked you
for the first time, Patty? I notice that your cunt seems to
spasm harder when I ask you about it. Does it arouse you to
think about your own son fucking your pussy, the way it feels to
have a young boy's stiff, throbbing fuck organ pounding into your
cunt?"
"Ungggh! Oh, stop! Stop talking dirty! Ungggh!"
"Your clit is swollen, Patty."
Still pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of Patty's
gooey fuck hole, Margaret brought her left hand to the fat, dark
pink bud protruding at the top of her cunt. She put her left
forefinger on it, rubbing in a circular motion. Patty gasped,
fucking her hips rapidly off the couch.
"Does this feel good?"
"Ungggh! Oh! Unggggh!"
"I think it would be good now to see how your pussy responds
to oral stimulation, Patty."
Margaret lowered her head, burying her face between Patty's
thighs. She pressed her mouth to the blonde's wet, tasty fuck
hole. The next thing Patty knew, the counselor had begun to lick
and suck.
Hungrily Margaret sluiced her tongue up and down Patty's
throbbing fuck hole, eagerly lapping the cunt cream from the
folds of Patty's pussy. Patty instantly felt her pussy growing
even hornier, oozing a heavy flow of fuck oils onto the
counselor's tongue. Margaret slid her hands up higher, peeling
open the pussy petals. She thrust her tongue deep inside Patty's
pussy, licking deep inside Patty's cunt.
"Oh, suck me," Patty gasped.
By now the extreme pleasure of having her pussy licked had
made her lose all control of herself. She clutched Margaret's
head with both hands, frantically fucking her ass off the couch.
"Lick it good, Margaret! Ungggh! Oh, shit, you're making my
pussy so juicy! Suck it, Margaret, suck my cunt!"
Margaret pushed her tongue in and out of Patty's pussy,
making the blonde hump her ass faster on the couch. The clit was
very hard now, twitching obscenely with its need to be licked and
sucked. Margaret wriggled her tongue on it, sending spasming
waves of intense pleasure coursing through Patty's body. Then
she took the swollen clit directly between her lips, sucking
hard, puckering her cheeks on it, as if it were a tiny cock.
"Suck me, suck me!" Patty gasped. By now the blonde's face
was a mask of insatiable fuck need. "Ungggh! Put your fingers
in again! Oh, shit, my cunt's so wet! My pussy needs to cum!"
Again Margaret straightened her fingers, gooshing them into
the clasping interior of Patty's hot, achy fuck tunnel. Rapidly
she jacked off the horny woman, banging her knuckles on the puffy
lips of Patty's fuck slit. Then Margaret sucked the clit bud
much harder, pressing her tongue on the tip, pushing it back and
forth.
"I'm cumming!" Patty squealed. She clawed the back of
Margaret's head, almost weeping with pleasure, fucking her ass
frantically off the couch. "Ungggh! Suck my pussy, suck my
horny fucking pussy! I'm cumming now, cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Patty's pussy spasmed violently, nearly as hard as it had
the last time she'd enjoyed a savage fucking with her son. The
delicious musky-smelling cunt cream flowed heavily from the hairy
hole, giving Margaret a plentiful amount of pussy juice to tongue
and lick up. Margaret kept her head buried between Patty's
trembling thighs, continuing to lick, suck and fingerfuck the
cum-spasming pussy. Eating cunt, she thought, was almost as
satisfying as slurping the cock juice out of a huge, throbbing
boner like her son's.
"Well!" Margaret sat back on her heels, licking her lips to
savor the last droplets of pussy juice. "I'm sure you feel
better now, don't you, Patty? You certainly came hard, didn't
you?"
Patty sprawled on the couch, staring down at her. She'd
come to discuss her sex problems frankly with the therapist.
Instead she'd wound up allowing the therapist to lick and suck
her cunt. Patty wondered what was coming over her. She felt so
horny these days that the slightest prompting could induce her to
spread her legs and give her pussy to anyone.
"Your pussy's still very juicy," Margaret observed. She slipped her finger back into Patty's pussy, sliding it teasingly in and out. "Would you like to suck my cunt now, Patty?"
"I... I don't think I'd better."
"Don't be ridiculous."
Margaret stood, in no hurry, instinctively understanding
that Patty was too horny to refuse her. Margaret stripped naked,
revealing her petite, busty body to the blonde. Then she
stretched out on her back on the floor, splaying her thighs wide
apart, showing her wet, black-haired pussy to the sex-starved
blonde mother.
"You'll feel a lot better after you suck my cunt, Patty,"
Margaret purred. "I can see that you're still very horny. I'm
only trying to help you, after all. If I let you lick my pussy,
your desire for sucking might be satisfied. You might not be so
eager to give blow jobs to your own son."
Patty slid off the couch, her mouth already watering, unable
to resist the sight of Margaret's moist, juicy pussy. Patty lay
on her stomach between the brunette's legs, confronting the
curly-haired fissure of her butter fuck slit. Then she pressed
her mouth on it, red-faced with shame and passion, licking
another woman's cunt for the very first time.
"That's a good girl," Margaret sighed.
Margaret splayed her legs wider, completely opening her
throbbing pussy for Patty's lips and tongue. She pushed her hand
down, peeling open her pussy petals with her fingers. Then she
started humping her ass lightly on the floor, hungrily thrusting
her wet, horny pussy onto Patty's tongue.
"Get your tongue in there, Patty! Ungggh! That's a good
girl! You like the way my pussy tastes, don't you?"
Patty didn't answer. She was already too busy licking and
sucking. As Margaret had suggested, the taste of another woman's
wet cunt was extremely exciting to her. She felt her won pussy
throbbing lewdly as she thrust her tongue in deep, lapping the
fragrant cunt oils from the depths of Margaret's aching cunt.
Margaret's cunt was getting wetter, throbbing on her lips.
The inner lips spasmed, needing something to suck on. Patty
straightened one finger, then as second, gooshing them into the
narrow, creamy interior of Margaret's fuck channel. Margaret
gasped as the blonde started jacking her off, banging her fingers
rhythmically in and out of her wet, overheated fuck slit.
"Suck me now," Margaret cried. Her big tits jiggled as she humped her ass off the floor, fucking her wet, hairy pussy onto Patty's mouth and fingers. "My clitty! Ungggh! Suck my clitty! Oh, fuck, oh, please, put it in your mouth now! Suck it, suck it hard!"
Patty obeyed, now pumping her fingers in and out of
Margaret's cunt as fast as she could. Margaret's clit was fat
and swollen, protruding at the tip of her fuck opening. Patty
wrapped her lips around it, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks as
shed did when she sucked her son's cock. Margaret clawed the
back of her neck, hard enough to draw blood. Then Margaret's
aching, tight cunt hole spasmed and throbbed in a long, violent
cum.
"Lick it, Patty! Unh, unh, unh, lick it, suck my pussy!
I'm cumming now, cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Patty feverishly kept sucking and fingerfucking, guiding the
horny brunette through the duration of her orgasm. At last
Margaret let her pink-flushed ass cheeks drift back to the floor.
Margaret sat up, smiling shamelessly, rewarding Patty's cunt
lapping efforts with a long, lewd kiss.
"Now, you enjoyed that too, didn't you?" Margaret said.
"See, Patty? I don't think there's really any harm in fucking
your son, but you don't really have to, if you don't want to.
Whenever you get horny, you can just come to see me. Free of
charge. You have a beautiful body, and a wonderful, tasty pussy.
I'll be happy to lick it for you whenever it feels wet and hot."
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"Ooh, that's nice, honey. Your big cock feels so good."
Margaret lay on her back later that night, her ankles bouncing on
Henry's shoulders, letting her horny son enjoy another fuck in
his mother's tight cunt.
"You love fucking Mommy's tight pussy, don't you?"
Henry didn't answer. He was too busy laboring feverishly
between his mother's thighs, ramming her blood-swollen cockshaft
in and out of her pussy. Margaret humped her ass to meet his
rhythm, eagerly thrusting her horny cunt onto his cock.
"Honey? Would you like to fuck another woman besides Mommy?"
"I don't care," Henry panted.
"Her name's Patty Wayne, Henry. I know you'd like her.
She's blonde, and very pretty. And she's got awfully big tits."
Margaret hesitated. "Do you remember the other day, when I was
telling you about the boy who fucked his mother? That's the one,
Henry. Patty is very, very horny, honey. She wishes she could
keep her son out of her panties, but she's just too horny to
resist him."
Henry was too busy fucking his mother to answer, but
Margaret could feel his prick swelling even stiffer in her pussy.
She knew Henry sensed the direction her conversation was leading,
and she knew that the idea already turned Henry on.
"Henry, why don't you visit Patty Wayne tomorrow? I'll give
you an excuse, so you can see her when her son's at school. I'll
bet she'll be at home, playing with herself. She really is
terribly horny, son. She needs more fucking badly."
"What d'you want me to do it for?" Henry panted.
"Because I think it would be fun for you," Margaret giggled.
"And I think it would be nice if the four of us could all start
fucking together eventually. Patty just needs a little more
persuasion. Your cock is an awfully good persuader, honey. I
know that for a fact. Will you promise to see her tomorrow,
Henry? And give Patty a good humping?"
"Yeah!"
"That's a good boy." Margaret whimpered, feeling her pussy
throbbing around his cock. She wrapped her legs around his back,
bucking in a frenzy of lust. "Now fuck your mother, Henry!
Hard, lover, fuck your mother hard!"
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