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Prologue

She was stretched out stark naked on the bed, and knew
well what she was doing. She closed her eyes, let her
head roll back on the pillows, and surrendered to her
fantasy. She needed to come too badly. She had to stop
but she just couldn't. With the tip of her index finger
she began to circle her clit, the most sensitive spot
of all. She felt delicious rushes of pleasure as she
rimmed the throbbing lump, and her hot cuntal juices
began to seep out and run down the crack of her ass.
She gurgled with delight as she skillfully worked her
way toward an urgently needed orgasm.

To make herself climax she was going to use her
favorite technique of all. She made her middle finger
stiff and started easing it up her smoking little cunt.
She'd never forget the first time her ex-husband Darin
did that to her. Of course he'd already taken her
cherry and taught her to love the stiff hard thrusts of
his cock, but it came as a surprise when he also got
her off with his finger.

She was so innocent then that she hadn't any knowledge
about masturbation. Remembering the past she worked her
finger faster and faster in her famished pussy hole,
till she was hovering on the edge of climax. A few more
deep hungry thrusts and she was over, her body
convulsing with ecstasy.

As she came back to senses the first thought that
struck Edna was that she badly needed a male cock in
her female pussy. She was dying to meet Frank, to have
sex with him, but he was not in town. If he was still
in town, it was going to be hard for her to keep her
hands off him. Going to bed with Frank was a lot more
than just another fuck. He always took his time and
slowly and tenderly brought Edna up to the boiling
point before filling her cunt with his huge talented
cock.

The only problem with Frank was the fact that he only
came through town about once a month, and Edna wanted
his cock every day. Betty had met him about a year ago
when he came into the restaurant where she worked as a
waitress. He asked her to go out with him when she got
off work that evening, and she spent the most glorious
night of her life in his hotel room. Since that first
time, he always called when he was coming to town on
his brief business trips and they would spend every
free moment in the sack together.

Edna was a slender redhead in her late-thirties with an
almost flat stomach but had curves in all the right
places. She had pale blue beautiful eyes that most
people find captivating. Her nose was prominent and her
lips were heart shaped. They were pink and luscious.

For the time being she'd just have to bury her needs
and go without sex, because no way was she going to be
carrying on an affair with Frank when Archie is in the
house. Her lust and her lover would have to wait. She
couldn't be meeting Frank when Archie was around. She
explained all this to Frank, and he had to agree, even
though he was very disappointed.

Archie was Edna's son, the only product of her only
marriage. She'd been married when she was only 18; to a
much older man Darin. The marriage hadn't lasted long.
She thought sadly of her marriage and wondered if it
could have lasted, probably not, with the difference in
ages of her and her husband. Darin was much older than
her but he was very much interested in sex. They'd had
so much fun together until she learned about all the
other women.

Even a horny teenage bride like Edna hadn't been enough
for him. He'd had to fuck everything in skins. First
Edna had heard the rumors, and then she started
catching him in the act. He'd actually bring women home
and fuck them in the bed he shared with Edna. He needed
more than one woman to be happy, he told her — he
needed many, many women. That was fine, Edna had
replied. She'd packed and left, and she'd never trusted
a man since then.

She reluctantly allowed her ex-husband to have custody
of her son Archie. She had a long way to go before she
could support the boy. But she had visiting rights, and
every summer Archie came to stay with her. She hadn't
missed a summer yet, and she didn't intend to. Once
again she intended to devote her whole summer to her
son, as she always did.


Chapter 1

Archie was due to arrive the day after school let him
out, and Edna was at the airport to meet him. As the
crowd poured out of the plane, she started scanning for
Archie. She was still trying when to her astonishment a
teenage boy ran over to her and hugged her.

"Hi, Mom," be exclaimed.

Edna jumped back and stared at him. Sure enough, it was
Archie. She just hadn't recognized him; he'd matured so
much. He was taller, and his body was taking on the
shape of a mature male. He was only 18, yet he wasn't a
little k** any more. Somehow Edna hadn't expected him
to change so fast, and she wasn't prepared for it.
She'd imagined a summer of mother and son, the way it
had always been, and she wasn't prepared to deal with a
teenager.

"Archie, honey, I hardly recognized you," she
stammered.

"Yeah, I grew about a foot last year," Archie said
proudly. "You sure look pretty, Mom."

"Uh, thank you, dear," Edna said. "Let's go find your
luggage."

On the drive home from the airport she realized that
Archie was looking at her in a different way than
before. He was seeing her as an attractive female, not
just as his mother. That made Edna uncomfortable. She
wished he hadn't matured so fast.

Obviously she needed a few moments to herself, to think
things over, and when they got to the house she told
Archie she was going to take a bath and to just make
himself at home. After all, he knew his way around that
house just fine. Besides, some of her best thinking got
done in the bathtub. With a sigh of relief she closed
the bathroom door and began to run the water in the
tub. Without Archie's distracting presence she might be
able to get her thoughts together.

She quickly stripped and sank down into the warm water,
feeling more relaxed right away. But maybe that wasn't
such a good thing. Now that she was starting to get her
mind off Archie, she was becoming more aware of the
needy hot feeling in her pussy. It soon became obvious
that before she could do any clear thinking, she'd have
to take care of her burning lust. She was very
experienced at doing that. She slid a hand down between
her thighs and began stroking the juicy swollen flesh
of her pussy. It wouldn't take long to get herself off,
and then maybe she could think of something else
besides how horny she was.

"Mmmmmm, yesssss," she sighed, giving herself hot
flashes of pleasure with her probing finger.

That was when she happened to glance at the keyhole and
see it go dark.

Edna blushed brick red and slid down into the bath
water till only her head was visible. There she'd been
masturbating, her face all twisted in a lusty grimace,
her hand busy between her legs, and Archie had been
watching her. She could have died of mortification. On
the other hand, she felt a wicked excitement that made
her cream like crazy.

Well, if she couldn't control her outrageous lust,
she'd better get out of the bathtub and do something
else. There wasn't any way she could keep Archie from
looking as she stood up and grabbed for a towel. She
didn't want him to know that she was aware of his
spying. That would just be too embarrassing. Quickly
she wrapped the towel around her and headed for the
door. The keyhole went light again and she heard
scurrying in the hall.

She gave the boy a second to duck into his own room.
She didn't want to embarrass him, either. Then she
entered her bedroom and closed the door.

Two people each wanting and needing the same thing, but
perhaps in a different way. She needed hard cock
because her cunt demanded it, and Archie needed pussy
because his juices were hot and young and flowing. He
needed some pussy as badly as she needed hard cock, but
in a different way. Why did things work so strangely?

Until this year Archie hadn't viewed his mother as a
sexy lady. She was just mom. But now that he was
interested in sex and girls, he realized what a
gorgeous female she was. When she went to take her
bath, he just couldn't resist taking a peek at her
through the keyhole. He couldn't see much till she
stepped out of the tub, and then he'd gotten only a
brief look at her naked body. But that was enough to
make his cock mushroom into stiffness.

Even though most people might think of him as just a
k**, he was well trained, thanks to his stepmother
Lisa. Darin had been married several times after his
breakup with Edna, always to young women. One after
another they'd left him for the same reason Edna had,
catching him in bed with other women. Only Lisa had
stayed. Lisa believed in the motto, "Don't get mad get
even." When she caught Darin fucking another woman, she
didn't divorce him. She just seduced his son.

***

The next day was a lot like a normal day. She went to
her work and Archie went to buy some books. When she
came back home she went in the kitchen to cook dinner.
"Archie," she called from the kitchen, "please come and
give me a hand, honey."

He came in, and she told him to brace the high stool as
she wiped the top of the cupboard down. When he was
holding the stool, Jane climbed up, her dress came up
to reveal her creamy thighs. Standing on the very top
of the stool she went up on tiptoe to search the
shelves. Her skirt moved past her knees. Archie was not
sure whether it was accidental or planned but he seeing
his mother's long, tantalizing thighs, her lacy
panties. The panties were bikini, sheer with frilly
lace all about them. The dark shadow of her cunt hair
could be seen easily past the sheer material. The sight
gave Archie a powerful hard-on.

"Oh, hold my legs, honey!" Edna said, "Don't let me
fall."

His hands gripped his mother's knees, and he kept his
gaze turned up under her dress. She lifted a foot,
bending at the knee to reach higher. She swung her
uplifted foot wide, and Archie stared directly into the
lovely crotch of his mother. Placing her foot back on
the stool, she said, softly, "Help me down, baby, and
don't let me fall."

Archie's hands slid along his mother's thighs as she
squatted on the stool, preparing to slide her feet off.
His hands touched the lacy panties, and Edna gave a
husky laugh but said nothing. She slipped her feet from
the stool, and his hands failed to move. She felt the
back of her skirt catch on the stool so that when she
was on her feet the dress was caught at her hips, her
long, beautiful thighs exposed. She placed her hands on
his shoulders as he pulled his hands from her hips.

Looking down into his face, she said very softly, "You
got yourself an eyeful that time, didn't you, darling?"

"Yeah!" said Archie, grinning, not at all embarrassed.
"I sure did, Mom."

She kissed his cheek quickly. "You little shit," she
whispered

Later they ate their dinner and talked to each other
about their lives. They talked a lot about everything,
especially Archie's father and his new wife. It was a
Friday and she didn't have to be up early for work.
After dinner they both watched some TV and then Archie
went to his room saying he was feeling sleepy. He was
not telling the truth because he wanted to go out to a
nightclub and try to find a pussy.

As Archie left her Edna decided to go to her room
though she was not feeling sleepy. In her room she
changed into her nightdress and started drinking whisky
she used to keep in her room. It was about some time
latter that she heard the faint sounds coming somewhere
from the house. She quietly came out of her room and
stood outside Archie's bedroom door. The sounds were
certainly coming from it. What was he doing?
Masturbating! She suddenly flung the door open and
switched the light on. Archie was caught with one leg
over the windowsill. He gawked at his mother, and then
slowly turned red as a beet. Edna advanced into the
room, glaring at him.

"All right, young man," she snapped, "I want an
explanation of this. Why are you trying to sneak out
and where?"

Archie eased himself back into his room through the
window and then closed it.

"Gee, Mom, I'm sorry if I worried you," he said. "I
just wanted to meet some guys and I know you don't
approve of me going out on Fridays."

"I certainly don't, Archie," Edna said angrily. "But if
it was so important to you, we could have discussed it.
You didn't have to sneak out like a thief from your own
home."

"Ah, Mom, I'm really sorry," Archie cried, rushing to
hug her.

He was such an affectionate k**, Edna thought
helplessly.

Archie was very affectionate, but he was also very
turned on by his beautiful mother. Edna didn't realize
how sexy she looked in her filmy blue nightgown. It was
transparent, showing the outline of her magnificent
body, and it was slit low in front, emphasizing the
deep cleavage between her ripe breasts.

In spite of his surprise and panic when he was caught
climbing out of the window, Archie had noticed his
mother's appearance. He'd noticed what a revealing
nightgown she was wearing, and he'd seen that she was
strangely excited, her eyes bright and her skin
flushed. She was feeling something more than anger that
was for sure. Her excitement infected Archie.

So he hugged her, partly to comfort her and partly to
see what would happen. Whenever he spent his summer
with his mother he hugged her a lot, and sometimes
she'd wriggle her body against him in a very enticing
way, as if she'd forgotten he was her k**. Tonight it
happened again. As he embraced her, he felt her pushing
her mound against his fly.

Edna wasn't even aware of what she was doing. She
didn't know that her body was responding to shard male
body. It was an u*********s movement. She clung to
Archie. She loved to hug him. Then he moved his face
around and kissed her on the mouth. She felt dizzy with
excitement.

Archie had never kissed her that way before. Edna was
shocked yet wildly aroused. His hands slid down to cup
her hot little ass through the thin fabric of her
nightgown, and he slid his tongue into her mouth. She
barely stifled a moan of lust. She felt scalding juice
spurting from her cunt and scalding her pussy.

My God, she thought, what are we doing? Suddenly mother
and son were drawn together like magnets, kissing
deeply, running their hands over each other's body.
Edna wasn't sure how it had gotten started, but once
started the excitement spread like wildfire. Archie's
thumbs caressed the outer curve of her big ripe tits.
That was when she realized she was grinding her mound
against his cock.

Breaking off the kiss, she blushed. "Archie, honey,
that's enough," she gasped. "I don't know what got into
us. We can't do that."

"Why not, Mom?" he asked innocently.

Edna blushed even harder. "It's called i****t, Archie,"
she explained with great embarrassment.

Archie had never heard of the word, and he wasn't
particularly impressed. He only knew that his mother
was the sexiest woman in the world for him and that he
wanted to go on making out with her. But she seemed to
have really big hang-ups about it. He realized that
he'd have to slow down and move very carefully if he
wanted to win her over.

"Anyhow," she said spluttering, "I think you were just
trying to get my mind off what we were talking about.
I'm not leaving your room till we have this out,
Archie."

That suited Archie just fine. The longer she stayed in
his bedroom, the better his chances of talking her into
some fun.

"Okay, Mom," he said, "sit down and let's talk."

He patted the edge of his bed. Still blushing, Edna sat
down about two feet away from him, but he just scooted
closer to her, till she could feel the heat of his
body. She wished he wouldn't sit so close. It excited
her, and she needed to keep her wits. Why, just a few
seconds ago she'd been in real danger of getting the
hots for her own son!

"Archie," she said, "I haven't allowed you to go out on
Fridays because I felt your Dad might not approve it
when he would hear about it. Maybe I'm being too
harsh."

"Hey Mom, relax," Archie said soothingly. "Gosh, you're
so uptight tonight. How come?"

As he spoke he slid an arm around her shoulders and
hugged her. Edna's voice was hoarse with lust when she
replied, "Oh, it's nothing, honey. I'm just tired, I
guess. I'd probably better go to bed. We can finish
talking about this tomorrow."

She tried to move away from him, but he held her still.
"Give me a goodnight kiss first?" he smiled.

"Oh, of course," Edna laughed.

She started to kiss him on the cheek, like she always
did, but he ducked forward and planted his mouth on
hers. He kissed her hard and hungrily and at the same
time he forced her onto her back. He eased himself half
on top of her. Pinning her there, he glided his tongue
into her mouth. Edna gave a stifled moan of arousal and
felt her nipples going stiff against his chest.

Now she knew what a big mistake it had been to swear
off men. Suddenly she couldn't control it and her
desire for sex was unleashed. All that stored-up desire
was loose, and she was going out of her mind with
horniness.

She knew she had to get away from him before she
completely lost her self-control, but it was so
difficult. He was holding her down, pinning her with
his superior weight, and she felt weak and dizzy with
longing. Part of her wanted to stay right there, going
wherever that hungry kiss would take them.

Archie's hot tongue explored her moth, and his hands
explored the ripe curves of her tall shapely body. She
felt hot fingers on her waist and hips and thighs. Then
he was moving upwards again, seeking out her melon-
shaped tits. He cupped them through her thin nightgown
and began to squeeze.

Edna wrenched her face away from his sad gasped, "Oh,
no, Archie, don't."

"Why not, Mom?" he said hoarsely. "Don't you like it?"

What could she say? She loved it. She loved feeling hot
eager hands on her tits, molding and caressing. Her
nipples throbbed and strained against his palms, and
she was creaming furiously, soaking her swollen cunt
slit. But she absolutely had to get away from him now,
or she was lost. She couldn't fight her raging lust
much longer. She pushed at his shoulders, trying to
roll him off her.

"It isn't right, Archie," she sobbed, "Please let me
go."

Archie wasn't having it. He heard her protests, but he
saw something else in her eyes, something he'd never
seen before. There was excitement there. He grabbed his
mother's wrists and easily forced her arms down to her
sides.

"Don't fight it, Mom," he said, "'cause I'm not letting
you go. You might as well relax and enjoy it."

"Archie, what are you talking about?" Edna demanded
nervously.

"Hey, take it easy," he laughed. "I'm just gonna play
with your tits."

It was an outrageous thing for a son to say to his
mother, yet Edna breathed a sigh of relief. She'd
thought he was after something a lot more serious than
that. She knew she couldn't handle i****t. But if the
boy felt horny and just wanted to fool around with her
tits, she could get through it.

Now he was easing her nightgown down to her waist. Edna
blushed hotly as he uncovered her magnificent big tits,
but there was no way she could stop him. He was
stronger than her. His eyes got big and horny as he
surveyed the melon-size globes and their long stiff,
rosy nipples.

"Oh, wow! Fantastic!" he breathed.

Archie didn't always score a home run with the girls he
dated, but he almost always got their bras off and got
to play with their tits. He'd never seem a pair as
impressive and beautiful as his own mother's. Pushing
her nightgown down out of the way, he laid his hands on
the hot creamy flesh and started squeezing. The skin of
her tits was like satin.

"Oh, Jesus," he breathed.

Edna gave a little whimper, half pleasure and half
frustration. She loved him to fondle her sensitive
tits. But as he did so, his excitement grew and she
could feel his cock swelling and throbbing against her
thigh. Her own son was getting a hard-on for her. She
blushed with shame, wondering how she'd gotten herself
into such a predicament.

Maybe she'd shown too much physical affection for
Archie since he became a teen. She'd gone on hugging
and kissing him just like when he was little. And then
there was the inevitable attraction of her body. When a
woman has a body like Edna, there's no way a boy can
ignore it, even if he's her own son.

For whatever reasons, mother and son were on very
dangerous ground right now. Archie's cock was swelling
into iron hardness as he caressed her naked tits, and
Edna's horniness was becoming unbearable. She rubbed
her thighs together desperately, but nothing she did or
thought could quell the nagging ache down there.

Then Archie made things even worse. He dipped his head
down, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her
nipples. Edna sobbed. It felt so great and she wanted
it so badly, but it was absolutely wrong for her son to
be doing that to her. She whimpered in protest as he
whipped his hot wet tongue around and around the rigid
shafts of her swollen nipples.

"Archie, noooo," she cried.

He didn't pay any attention. His eyes were glassy with
lust, and she knew he was off in some horny fantasy
world. No doubt he was imagining going all the way with
her. But she couldn't let that happen. Once more she
tried pushing at his shoulders, but it was no use. He
lay heavily on her, pinning her in place.

Then he caught the tip of her left nipple with his lips
and slowly, teasingly, sucked it into the steam heat of
his mouth. Edna creamed hard, soaking her pussy with
the scalding liquid. Archie loudly sucked on her lust-
engorged nipple, giving her hot stabs of pleasure. She
was so violently aroused, she felt like she could come
if she sneezed.

He sucked the left nipple, then the right, leaving them
almost painfully swollen and glistening with his hot
spit. Then he grasped her nightgown and started pulling
it lower. This time Edna put up a real fight. Sure, she
was horny out of her mind, but she was absolutely not
going to commit i****t. She grabbed the nightgown and
held on tight.

"No, Archie," she snapped, "I won't have it."

Archie saw that he'd gone too far, pushed too fast. He
backed off. He was just as strong as ever in his
determination to become his mother's lover, but he
realized it wasn't going to be accomplished in just one
night. He'd have to be patient and play the game very,
very carefully. He told himself that the ultimate prize
would be worth the wait.

He let go of her nightgown. "Sorry, Mom, I guess I got
carried away. But you're so beautiful, and you make me
feel so horny."

He rose to his knees, and Edna saw that the fly of his
jeans was obscenely tented. She felt sorry for him. She
knew how frantically horny teenaged boys could get. She
felt like she ought to give him some relief, even if
they didn't go all the way. His frantic lust was partly
her fault. She should never have allowed things to go
this far.

"I'll get you off, honey," she said hoarsely. "That's
dip least I can do. Then we'll get some rest and talk
about this tomorrow."

Archie's eyes widened with surprise as the reached for
the zipper of his jeans. He really hadn't expected her
to do this for him. But it was a delicious surprise,
and of course he was going to cooperate. With shaking
fingers Edna opened his jeans and started tugging the
tight garment down. His stiff cock leaped out at her,
and she gasped.

Archie smothered a laugh. His mom's eyes got so big
when his engorged prick snapped free of his jeans. It
wagged lewdly, almost in her face, and it was dripping
hot cream. He thought he heard her moan. Then she
pushed him onto his back and pulled his jeans all the
way off. His prick wasn't bashful at all. It stood
straight up, aimed at the ceiling, as stiff as a board.

Edna eyed her son's magnificent hard-on and almost
sobbed with longing. She thought how simple and
delicious it would be just to straddle the boy and
slide her famished cunt down the impalement of his
rigid prick. She ached to feel a big hard cock cramming
every inch of her starved pussy.

Nothing would have been simpler, if it hadn't been for
her conscience. She just couldn't fuck her own son. She
was desperate, but not that desperate. She reached out
and wrapped her fingers around his rock-hard cock and
started jacking him off. His prick responded lustily,
bucking and throbbing in her fist.

"Oh, yeah, Mom," Archie groaned, "keep doing it!"

Edna bit back a sob of frustration as she pumped his
cockmeat. His cock was thick, long and hard as steel.
It would have felt fantastic sliding into her long-
deprived cunt. She creamed steadily as she thought
about how badly she wanted to fuck him. But she told
herself it was wrong, terribly wrong, to have such
thoughts about her own k**.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, Mom, that's great," Archie moaned.

His eyes were half closed, his teeth flashing in a
lusty grimace. Edna couldn't help noticing how much he
resembled his father. Darin had had that same sappy
grin on his face when she played with his cock.

She was too horny to think straight tonight. She needed
to get her son off quickly, and then get some sleep.
Tomorrow her head would have cleared.

"Faster, Mom," Archie groaned, "I'm almost coming."

Edna tightened her grip slightly and pumped his cock
faster, harder. It killed her to feel that hot hardness
between her fingers and know that she could never feel
it in her cunt. His prick was almost man-sized, almost
as big as Darin's cock. She had a helpless flashback to
her early married days, when it seemed she and Darin
just couldn't stop fucking each other.

She could almost feel her ex-husband's steel-stiff cock
ramming her cunt and making her squeal with bliss.
They'd make out two and even three times a day. It was
no wonder she got pregnant so fast. They had hardly
been married a year before Archie was born.

Almost moaning with need, she pumped her son's swollen
prick faster and faster, making the boy groan and
writhe with pleasure. She knew it wouldn't be long
before his cock exploded delicious hot cream all over
the place.

She'd better be prepared for that. There was a box of
tissues on the bedside table. She'd be sure to grab for
one as he started coming, so she could catch all that
spurting jism. And it looked as if she wouldn't have
that much longer to wait. Archie's eyes were screwed
shut in total bliss, his face red. He was groaning
steadily.

"Ahhhh, shit, Mom," he gasped, "awwwwwwwwwauo!"

Edna felt his cock lurch hard in her fist, and she knew
it was time to grab for the tissue. But she didn't.
Instead she dipped her head down till her lips were
about an inch from the swollen purple head of his cock.
She opened her mouth wide, just in time to catch the
first blast of jism.

"Uhhhhh, yeah, aaagggghhhhh!" Archie yelled.

Edna caught every drop of his delicious come cream in
her mouth. He had his eyes closed, he'd never know. She
wouldn't have done it if there was a chance of him
knowing. But she was starved for cock in every way. She
just had to taste hot jism again. She held it in her
mouth, savoring it, till Archie started to come down
from his climax.

She swallowed the steaming load a second before he
opened his eyes, then dropped his cock hastily. "There,
honey," she said, "you oughta be able to sleep now."

"Just a second, Mom," Archie grinned, "aren't you
forgetting something?"


Chapter 2

He grabbed her wrist as she started to move away. "What
is it, Archie?" she asked hoarsely.

"I don't think I've forgotten anything."

"Oh, yes, you have," he said, pulling her back on the
bed. "You forgot the most important thing of all. You
haven't gotten yourself off yet."

Edna blushed hard. "That won't be necessary, Archie,"
she said quickly. "I'll see you in the morning, and
then we'll — ohhhhhhh."

As she was speaking, Archie had suddenly slipped his
hand up her nightgown and found her cream-soaked slit.
He began rubbing the puffed flesh with a stiff finger,
and Edna had been stunned with pleasure. Helplessly she
moaned, then creamed all over the boy's hand. Archie
gave a knowing chuckle and pushed her down on her back.

"Look, Mom," he said, "don't tell me you're not horny,
because I can feel it. You're all wet down there. Stop
being so silly about it, and just let me get you off,
okay?"

Edna nodded weakly. It was terribly wrong, but she knew
she couldn't take the frustration a second longer.
Blushing furiously, she let Archie push her nightgown
up to her waist, exposing her lush golden cunt bush and
the glistening creamy flesh of her pussy gash. He
pushed her legs open, and she blushed even harder.

Archie folded back the blonde-furred lips of her pussy
bush and exposed all the creamy, swollen flesh between
her legs. He saw the steady trickle of cream coming
from her small cuntal opening. His beautiful mother was
horny, all right. Hornier than any other female he'd
ever been with. For many years had she been bottling up
her needs?

"Unnannhhhhh, God," Edna whimpered as he began stroking
her slit.

He did something very elementary, running a stiff
finger back and forth over the hooded lump of her clit,
but she responded in ecstasy. Molten juice spurted from
her cunt, soaking his finger. Archie knew now that his
mother wasn't a frigid man-hater like he'd always
thought. She urgently needed some loving. So why had
she denied herself all these years?

He grasped her throbbing clit between his thumb and
forefinger and started kneading it. Edna sobbed in
ecstasy. Her eyes closed tightly and her pretty face
twisted into a lusty grimace. Her pussy seemed to flame
with heat. Archie realized how urgently she needed his
touch and how badly she needed to come. After all, it
had been years since she'd had sex.

The boy shook his head wonderingly. Never in all their
years together had his mom dated or taken a lover or
had anything to do with a man. The few times he'd asked
her about it, she'd said that one disappointment was
enough. Of course she was talking about the way his dad
had walked out on them when Archie was a baby. Archie
couldn't blame her for being bitter about that.

But she'd been punishing herself, not his dad. That was
obvious now as she moaned and sobbed and writhed, to
Archie's clit-play. This woman was way overdue for some
loving. The thick cream oozed steadily from her cunt,
soaking his fingers and running down the crack of her
ass. She just couldn't stop that horny creaming.

"Oh, Archie, honey, I just have to come," she
whimpered. "Please make me come before I go crazy."

"Sure, Mom, right away," Archie said adoringly.

He took his thick middle finger and started sliding it
into her smoking little cunt. Edna began to sob. Her
cunt sucked and tugged at his stiff finger, showing how
famished she was for something hard in her cunt. She
deluged his finger with molten cream as he shoved it
into her as far as he could. She clawed at the
bedspread and whimpered helplessly when he began to
fingerfuck her in quick deep thrusts.

"Ohhhhhh, God, yessss," Edna wailed, "do it to me,
honey, don't stop."

"I won't stop, Mom," Archie promised hoarsely, "I'll
get you off."

He couldn't imagine anybody going so many years without
sex. But it excited him wildly to know how hot-blooded
his beautiful mother really was. They were going to
have some very exciting times together. Tonight was
just for openers. If he was patient and careful, he
could be the lover she'd been u*********sly craving.

"Faster, Archie," Edna gasped, "ooohhhhh, yessssss."

Edna knew how wantonly she was behaving, but she just
couldn't control herself. She had to come or go crazy.
Steadily she tightened her famished cunt around her
son's pistoning finger and she felt herself rocketing
towards the climax she craved. It exploded from her
fiery cuntal depths and rocked her whole body.

"Ahhhhhh, God, I'm coming!" she screamed.

Archie shivered lustily as he felt her cunt going into
violent spasms around his pumping finger. It gripped
and released his finger in hard horny convulsions. He
thought how great that action would feel around his
cock. But it wasn't going to happen tonight. His mother
had too many hangups to overcome yet.

"Ohhhhh, honey, waaaaahhhhhhh!" she sobbed.

Edna came and came. It was the most prolonged and
delicious climax she'd had in years. That told her,
more than anything, how badly she needed a normal sex
life. Playing with herself just wasn't getting it. But,
then, taking her own teenaged son as a lover wasn't the
answer, either. The moment she finished coming, she
blushed hard and wrenched herself off his impaling
finger.

"Okay Archie," she said stiffly as she adjusted her
nightgown and got off the bed. "We'll get some sleep
and discuss all this tomorrow. I'm sure we'll be
thinking much mere clearly then."

Archie figured he was thinking clearly now. He saw that
he and his mother could do each other a really big
favor. He was young and horny and he wanted all the sex
he could get. His mother was starved for a man. The
conclusion was obvious. They could get what they needed
without even leaving the house. It was just a matter of
getting Edna to come to her senses.

When Edna woke the next morning, her pussy was soaked
and swollen. She reddened as she recalled what she'd
been dreaming about. Her son's stiff finger had been
sliding into her cream-slick cunt and she'd been
creaming all over it. No wonder her gash was wet.

She jumped out of bed and headed straight for a cool
shower. It just wouldn't do to start the day horny. She
was going to have to have all her wits about her today
as she and Archie discussed i****t and her unfortunate
attraction for each other. She had to make the boy
understand that it was wrong for them to be lovers.


It was going to be pretty hard to sound convincing
about that, when she had the hots for him! She
subjected herself to a long cool drenching, then dried
and dressed and went to make breakfast. To her relief,
Archie didn't remind her of last night as they ate.
There was a long day ahead of them, plenty of time for
their discussion.

He helped her clear the table and stack the dishes in
the dishwasher, as he always did. He was a good son,
Edna thought, so polite and obedient. He was also a
very big temptation. Her eyes kept darting to the fly
of his skin-tight jeans, remembering how big and hard
his cock had been in her pumping fist.

"So what's on the agenda for today, Mom?" he asked.
"Want me to mow the lawn? Take out the trash?"

Suddenly Edna panicked. If he was with her all day, she
couldn't fail to get aroused again.

"Oh, honey, why don't you take the day off?" she said.
"Go hang out with some of your friends if you want."
Archie wasn't buying it. He read the nervousness in her
voice and knew she was trying to get rid of him so
there wouldn't be a repetition of last night. That told
him she was still horny for him, that she was afraid of
losing her self-control. And that was exactly how he
wanted her.

"No way, Mom," he grinned. "I'm not leaving you with
all this work. I'll start with the lawn."

Edna gave up. At least he'd be outside for a while.
Archie went out and fired up the power mower, while she
did some mending. Next he took out the trash. There
weren't any more outside chores to do. He came in and
flopped onto the couch beside her. She hoped he was
just taking a little rest.

"Well, what'd you decide, Mom?" he said. "Can I go out
on Friday nights or not?"

"Oh, of course, honey," Edna said, "You're old enough.
I guess I was being too hard on you."

"Great," he smiled. "Now what did you decide about the
other thing?"

Edna looked at him and blushed. "What other thing?" she
said.

"Aw, come on, Mom," Archie said, "You know what I'm
talking about. There was something else we didn't get
settled last night."

Edna blushed right down to her toes. She didn't want to
talk about her disgraceful conduct, but she knew it was
best to get it over with.

"Archie, I dust wasn't thinking straight last night,"
she said. "It was very wrong of me to behave that way.
It isn't right for a mother and son to get it on, and
it's not going to happen again. I hope that tells you
what you wanted to know."

"No, it doesn't, Mom," Archie said, sitting up and
scooting towards her, "Because I don't buy it. I think
we have something pretty hot going on between us, and I
want more of it. I think you do, too."

He took her mending materials out of her hands and
tossed them on the coffee table. Edna's heart was
pounding. He grabbed her and kissed her hard, forcing
her head back against the couch. His tongue filled her
mouth. His hands closed possessively over her tits,
squeezing firmly. Edna pushed against his chest, but
she couldn't budge him.

It was obvious that her lusty young son wasn't going to
give up till he'd fucked her.

She was dead set against committing i****t. Yet her
body was ignoring her decision and responding to Archie
with hot abandon. Her pussy was creaming furiously, her
nipples stiffening, and she was grinding her belly
against his. Her pussy didn't give a damn whether it
was i****t or not.

Archie shoved his hands up under her tight T-shirt and
quickly and deftly unhooked her bra. Pushing it out of
the way, he cupped her naked tits. They throbbed hotly
in his molding hands, swelling and heating. Her stiff
nipples dug into his palms. The boy would have to know
how starved she was for a male's touch. At least he
didn't know she was creaming through her panties and
shorts.

Then his hands left her tits and started on the zipper
of her shorts. She gave muffled sobs of protest, but he
went on with that deep steamy tongue kissing, driving
her wild with desire and making her dizzy. She felt him
unzipping her shorts. He grasped shorts and panties and
started pulling them off. She finally wrenched her
mouth away from his.

"My God, Archie, no," she gasped. "I told you, it's
i****t, it's wrong."

"I don't care what it, Mom," he said hoarsely. "You
know damned well we wanta fuck each other. Why fight
it?"

So there it was. He had laid it out, and Edna couldn't
deny it was true. She wanted to fuck him, all right.
She wanted it so badly, she could have screamed. So
instead of lying to him, she jumped to her feet and
tried to rim away from him. Unfortunately her clothing
slipped the rest of the way down her legs and tripped
her.

She tumbled to the thick shag carpet, her shorts and
panties tangled around her ankles, her luscious little
ass bare to her son's hot hungry eyes. She heard
another zipper and she turned her head and saw Archie
skinning out of his jeans. His cock was hugging his
belly, stiff as steel and ready for action.

"No, Archie, noooo," she sobbed.

She tried to get up, but the clothes were caught around
her ankles. She managed to get to her hands and knees
and, she started crawling away. She didn't get very
far. Archie's hot sweaty hands were suddenly on her
hips, grasping hard and holding her in place. She
screamed as he crammed his thick rock-hard prick into
her from behind, stuffing her cunt in one hungry
thrust.

"Ohhhhhh, God," she wailed.

It was happening, and there was nothing she could do
about it. Her own son was shoving his cock into her,
fucking her. Edna sobbed in horror. Yet at the same
time she felt searing pleasure as a cock entered her
cunt for the first time in more than fifteen years. She
couldn't deny how desperately she'd craved that
sensation.

"Awwwwwww, Mom, yeah," Archie groaned. His mother's
cunt was fantastically tight, as tight as Tori's little
teenaged cunt. But then it hadn't been used much. It
was also steamy-hot and slippery with cream, the ideal
place to sheath his stiffened cock. He pushed into her
till only his balls were showing and felt her soak his
meat with molten cream. She might be sobbing in
protest, but she was also very, very horny.

So he just ignored her protests and started fucking
her. He hammered his cock into her in quick hard jabs,
shivering with pleasure and excitement. Her cunt was so
velvety and hot, so wonderfully tight and gripping. The
horny teenager was soon lost in blissful fucking, and
nothing could have stopped him.

Edna crouched there and tried to quell the rising
excitement she was feeling. Archie straddled her legs
and hammered his cock into her defenseless little cunt,
cramming it again and again. Each deep hard thrust was
ecstasy to the love-starved divorcee. She tried to
fight her lust and she lost. She soaked her son's
pistoning cock with blast after blast of hot cream.

"Ohhhhhh. God, ohhhhhh," she sobbed.

"It's good, Mom, you know it's good," Archie panted.
"Why don't you relax and go with it?"

Edna thought she'd given her son a pretty good sex
education, but obviously there'd been gaps in her
teaching. She hadn't taught him that it was wrong to
fuck his own mother. Archie was in pure bliss as he
hammered his rock-hard fuck tool in her juicy little
cunt. There wasn't anything on his conscience.

It was too late to tell him how wrong he was. She'd
already tried, and he wouldn't listen. She couldn't
escape his hammering cock, either. So why not enjoy it?
It was feeling better and better to her as he fucked
into her, reaming her hot little cunt, forcing out her
thick cream.

Edna couldn't stop creaming and it was all she could do
to keep from wailing in ecstasy each time Archie's
stiff prick crammed her cunt. She could hear the
obscene sucking noise his cock was making as it forced
out her juice. Did he know that that noise told how
horny she was, how she couldn't stop the hot creaming?

"Awwwwww, Mom, it's so fuckin' good," he groaned.

Edna had to agree with that, but she wasn't going to
tell him so. He had to learn that it was wrong to fuck
his own mother. She mustn't let him know how she was
loving every stiff thrust of his fat young cock. She
mustn't tell him how desperately she needed this hard
fucking.

But it was becoming harder and harder to conceal her
pleasure. She was soaking his cock with her
uncontrollable creaming and her hips seemed to have a
life of their own, jerking lustily to his rhythm. She
bit her lips to keep from wailing with bliss. She
realized to her horror that she was sailing helplessly
towards climax.

No, she thought desperately, I mustn't come.

He would know it if she came. She wouldn't be able to
hide it. He'd know hewn right, that she desperately
wanted and needed his fucking. And if he knew that,
he'd never leave her alone. Mother and son would become
hungry lovers, committing i****t with abandon. Edna
struggled to fight back her impending orgasm.

But Archie didn't make it easy for her. He was fucking
her faster and faster as his own excitement mounted.
His belly was slapping loudly against her ass and her
body was shuddering with the impact of his fucking, her
heavy tits swinging. Edna couldn't resist that rough
deep fucking. It was just what she craved after all
these years without sexual release.

"Oooooo, unnnnhhhhhh," she cried helplessly.

"Yeah, Mom, let go," Archie urged hoarsely, "let me
make you come."

"Noooooo," Edna sobbed, "no it isn't right, Archie."

"That's bullshit," he growled. "You and I both want it.
Nobody has to know but us. Let go, Mom, you know you
need it."

He was right about that. Edna needed to come so badly
she could have died. The pleasure was building in her
pussy till she couldn't contain it. Her son's hard-
pounding cock was bringing her to ecstasy, and there
seemed to be nothing she could do to stop it. All she
could do was try to hide it when it happened. She
clawed the rug and clamped her jaws shut, determined
not to make a sound.

But Edna hadn't reckoned with the flood of lust that
was overwhelming her, the lust she'd kept bottled up
all these years. She hadn't gotten over her need for
sex. On the contrary, she'd increased it by storing it
up. Now it was stronger than ever and demanding
satisfaction. After so many years without a man, she
had the needs of ten normal women.

"Unnnnhhhhh, Mom, I'm gonna come," Archie groaned.
"Come with me, let yourself go."

Edna didn't reply. She was concentrating with all her
might on not coming with him. All she had to do was
hold out a few seconds longer and her pride would be
saved. If she didn't come, she could prove to Archie
that she didn't need his loving. She gripped the shag
rug tighter as the boy spun out of control and fucked
into her with all his strength and speed.

"Awwwwwww, shit, yeah, awwwwwww!" Archie yelled.

Edna groaned as the first sizzling flood of jism filled
her cunt. She thought she was safe. But then to her
horror Archie's boiling load seemed to trigger her own
orgasm. There was a powerful explosion of pleasure in
the fiery depths of her cunt and it flashed out to
shake her whole body. No way could she resist it.

"Unnnnnhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh, my God!" she screamed.
"Unnnhhhhhhh, waahhhhhh!"

Edna was coming violently and she couldn't control
herself. She wailed and howled. Her cunt went into
spasm around Archie's squirting cock, squeezing and
milking it. Her thick hot come-juices combined with his
spurting jizz. As her body shuddered and bucked, she
knew she'd failed to hide her ecstasy.

"Ohhhhh, yeah, Mom, unnnhhhhh!" Archie cried.

He was fucking her furiously, filling her with blast
after blast of his come. Each sizzling flood renewed
the power of her long intense climax. She'd never come
so hard in her life, not even with his father. At last
she pitched forward, off his dripping cock, and
collapsed on the rug.

"Oh, Archie, honey, I'm so sorry," she moaned. "I
should never have done that. I'm not a very good
example to you."

Archie grabbed her and rolled her over, making her look
at him. "Now look, Mom," he snapped, "I don't ever
wanta hear that bullshit again. We didn't do anything
wrong. We just helped each other out. We made each
other feel great, and there's nothing wrong with that,
okay?"

"Okay," Edna said meekly.

"Good," he said, breaking into a grin, "because as far
as I'm concerned, the fun's just getting started."


Chapter 3

He took her hand and placed it on his cock. Edna
blushed but didn't hesitate to give him what he wanted.
She wrapped her fingers around his prick and started
pumping. Archie sighed blissfully. Her guilt began to
melt. Maybe the boy was right. Nobody had to know what
he or she was doing. And was it really wrong to make
each other feel so good?

She firmed her grip on his cock and pumped faster. The
damage was already done. She'd already fucked her own
son and loved it. She'd come better with him than she
had with any other man. There was no turning back, no
denying what had happened. So why not just forget her
guilt and her hang-ups and enjoy what was happening?

She felt Archie's cock swelling in her fist. It pushed
her fingers farther and farther apart, and it grew long
and rigid. It throbbed and bucked in her hand, and she
felt her lust returning, as hot as ever. It was going
to take more than one fuck to satisfy all that stored-
up lust that was for sure.

As she pumped his prick into total stiffness, Archie
reached out and fondled her big lust swollen tits and
stiff nipples. Edna didn't try to hide her reaction
this time. She moaned happily and shivered with
pleasure. She felt hot sticky cream leaking from her
cunt and moistening her pussy. She was all ready to
fuck again, and this time she wasn't going to be
bashful about it.

After all, wasn't Archie the perfect solution to her
problems? She needed sex desperately, yet she didn't
want to saddle the boy with a stepfather. Very well,
let Archie give her the loving she needed. Then they'd
both be happy. It all began to make perfect sense to
the sex-starved divorcee.

She felt her son's prick throbbing in her fist. It was
long and stiff and fat, bulging with blue veins. Hot
cream oozed from his piss hole. Archie was ready for
action, ready to give her all the loving she craved.
She bent and spread her legs, opening them as wide as
she could, wantonly offering him the glistening pink
line of her slit. His eyes grew hot.

"Mom," he said hoarsely, "let me fuck you again,
please."

"Yes, baby," whimpered Edna holding out her arms, "come
here, do it to me."

Archie rolled onto her with a lusty growl and sank down
between her hot thighs. He shoved his hands under her
hot little ass and got a good grip. Holding her lustily
writhing pelvis still, he inserted the swollen head of
his cock into her juicy little cuntal opening. Edna
began to moan with excitement while he was just an inch
into her.

"Ohhhh, yes, Archie, honey," she cried, "give me all of
it."

Archie flattened himself against her, his lean hard
chest crushing her tits. As he eased down on her, his
cock glided up her juice-slick cunt, stuffing it
completely. Edna whimpered in ecstasy when she felt his
thick cock throbbing against every inch of her famished
pussy.

"You got it all now, Mom," Archie said, nuzzling her
neck, "every inch of it. You don't feel ashamed any
more, do you?"

"No, baby," Edna moaned, hugging him fight against her,
"I want you. Oh, Archie, I need you so bad. Fuck me,
honey, fuck me forever."

That was what Archie wanted to hear. His beautiful
blonde mother had surrendered completely. He wasn't
going to get any more arguments or resistance from her.
From now on it would just be total fun. Grinning
triumphantly, he began to fuck into her with long,
slow, sensuous strokes. He was in no hurry. He wanted
this fantastic fucking to last and last.

"Ohhhhh, honey, yessss," Edna gurgled, clawing his
shoulders.

Archie raised his head for a second to get a glimpse of
her. Her face was flushed and contorted with lust, her
eyes tightly closed as she shut out everything but the
pleasure of being fucked. He'd never seen that
expression on her face before, of course. It excited
hell out of him.

He fucked her a little faster and her horny whimpers
increased. She soaked his deep pistoning cock with
molten spurts of cream. It aroused him insanely to know
that he was driving his mother wild with pleasure, to
know that she loved every stroke of his cock in her hot
little pussy. Not many teenaged boys would ever enjoy
that special thrill.

"Unnnhhhh, Archie, you're fucking me so good, baby,"
she moaned.

"I don't ever wanta stop fucking you, Mom," he panted.

Edna clung to him in ecstasy. She was so glad the
waiting was over. She couldn't have survived much
longer without sex, that was for sure. And she knew she
could never do without it again. When Archie finally
left home and started a life of his own, she'd have to
get serious about finding a man.

But for now she didn't need one. She had her own
handsome and sexy teenaged son to satisfy her every
lusty whim. She let herself go completely and started
fucking back at him, jerking her hips to his lusty
rhythm. There was no point in holding back now, no
point in trying to hide her reactions. Mother and son
had nothing to hide from each other now.

"Faster, Archie," Edna moaned. "Fuck me faster now,
honey, do it to me as hard as you want. I can take it."

Archie snorted lustily and began really pounding it to
her. "You're sure I'm not hurting you, Mom?" he panted.

"No, baby, that's good," she gurgled, "that's just the
way I want it."

Archie might think that was kind of weird, but he had
no idea of the power of her lust. He didn't know what
it was like to bottle up his needs and pretend he
didn't have to have sex. But Edna had done it for years
and years, and now it was catching up with her. She
felt like she could never get enough fucking.

"Ooooooo, honey, yesssss," she squealed. His body was
slapping against hers, and he was hammering his prick
into her, filling her greedy little cunt again and
again with the hot hard column of meat. It was ecstasy
for Edna. She'd been u*********sly craving this moment
for so long. She arched her body to take his pile
driving cock as deep as she could get it.

Each hard deep thrust gave her a bomb blast of
pleasures and made her cream hard and helplessly. The
molten liquid overflowed her crammed cunt and gushed
down the crack of her ass. The rug was wet beneath her,
soaked with her juices. She hadn't creamed like this
since she and Rick had last fucked.

She didn't want to think of the boy's father, but the
comparison was hard to ignore. They looked so much
alike they even fucked alike. And Edna felt equally
helpless to resist them. At one time she couldn't
resist Rick and would have done any kinky thing he
wanted. Now she felt exactly that way about their son.
Whatever Archie wanted to do with her body, she was
willing and eager.

"Unnnhhhh, honey, give it to me as hard as you can,"
she moaned, "make me come."

Archie pulled out all stops and fucked into her with
all the speed and force at his command. Edna felt
fucked breathless, but she loved it. She needed that
hard thorough fucking so desperately. Arching her body
against his, wantonly rubbing her clit against his
sawing shaft, she felt herself teetering on the brink
of climax.

"Oooooo, shit, honey, it's so good," she squealed.

Archie had to agree with that, even though he was
panting too hard to reply. He'd never had a more
exciting fuck than this. Even with Tori, whom he loved,
it hadn't been this wild. But then nobody else could
give him that i****tuous thrill, only his mother. This
conquest would come only once.

He felt her cunt tightening steadily around his cock,
and he felt her soaking his meat with thick scalding
juice. She was whimpering and gasping. Then all of a
sudden her cunt went into hard spasms, squeezing his
meat almost flat. Her ripe body bucked and writhed
beneath him, and he had to grip her ass tightly to keep
from being thrown off.

"Ohhhhhh, honey, ohhhhh, you're making me come!" Edna
sobbed. "Ohhhhhhh, Archie, unnnngggghhhhh!"

She sobbed her way through another body wracking
orgasm, wondering how she'd survived all those years
without this pleasure. She could never give herself
orgasms like this with her fingers. Only a hard cock
could do the job and she meant never to be without one
from now on. Thank heavens she had her constantly horny
teenaged son to keep her in steady supply.

He was horny, all right. Edna had hardly finished
coming before Archie was rolling over onto his back and
taking her with him. She found herself sitting on his
cock and looking down at him. His thick prick throbbed
hard inside her, and she gurgled with excitement.

She'd just come like a bomb, but she was ready for more
action. His hard cock had that effect on her.

Archie's handsome face was flushed and slightly twisted
with lust, and he was frankly leering at her. He
reached up and cupped her big hot tits and molded them
as he began to piston his cock in her once more. He
watched his stiff prick gliding up and down between the
stretched lips of her cunt.

He wasn't missing a thing. He could see everything that
happened and observe her every reaction. Edna would
have been mortified just an hour ago, but now she felt
liberated and totally without guilt or hang-ups. Her
attitude had changed. She and Archie wanted to give
each other pleasure, and it was nobody else's business
what they did in the privacy of their own home.

"Fuck me, baby," she moaned, leering back at him. "Fuck
my pussy good."

By now Archie's urge to come was getting powerful and
he couldn't fuck her slowly or gently. He just growled
with lust and started hammering his cock into her. But
that was just the way she wanted it. She wanted one
hard hungry fuck after another, till at last her lust
was satisfied.

"Yes, baby, yesssss," she wailed, "give it to me hard,
don't stop."

Archie felt like all his best jack-off fantasy had come
true. His gorgeous blonde mother was riding his cock
and howling with pleasure. Her pretty face was a lusty
grim ace, her big ripe tits bouncing and swinging with
the impact of his fucking. He might go on fucking till
he was an old man, but there'd never be another moment
quite like this one.

"Ahhhhh, God, yesssss, I need it so bad," Edna sobbed.

Her cunt was hot as fire around his prick, and it was
getting steadily tighter. Her juices were spurting
uncontrollably, soaking his meat, and overflowing her
cunt. He watched the thick pearly cream gushing down
her thighs. He knew he was going to come like crazy in
just a few seconds.

"Mom," he groaned, "gonna shoot my load."

She looked right into his eyes and cried hoarsely,
"Yes, Son, cream me, I want you to cum in me."

That did it for Archie. Fucking into her with lightning
speed, he yelled and shot. "Take it, Mom,
aaaaagggghhhhhh!" he howled.

Edna threw back her head and sobbed in ecstasy as her
son's boiling load filled and overflowed her crammed
cunt. The sizzling flood set off her own climax...

"Ohhhhhhh, Son, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" she
screamed.

Archie would never forget the sight of his lovely mom
coming, her head thrown back, her body shuddering with
pleasure. He pumped blast after blast of jism into her,
till it felt like he'd shot ten gallons of the stuff.
He felt Edna's famished cunt sucking up the hot cream,
draining his cock.

Then she was grinning down at him. "There, young man,"
she laughed, "that should take care of you for awhile."

"It sure will," Archie said.


Chapter 4

They managed to do a few normal mother-and-son things
that evening. They ate hamburgers, and watched TV. For
a while it was almost like old times. They even said
good night to each other and went into their respective
rooms. But when she woke the next morning she realized
she wasn't alone in her bed. She stretched, yawned, and
opened her eyes. Archie was tucked in besides her,
grinning at her.

"I got lonely," he said.

Edna managed to smile back, but she felt a dizzying
rush of lust that made her cream furiously, soaking her
inner thighs. Instantly she recalled everything they'd
done to each other last night and how she'd climaxed
again and again. She was making up for lost time, and
she hadn't finished yet. Just the sight of her handsome
teenage son was getting her aroused out of her mind.

She had a lot of lonely, horny nights to make up for.
But that didn't completely explain her irresistible
attraction to Archie. There surely was also the
incredibly kinky excitement of getting it on with her
son. Edna couldn't deny that.

She didn't try. She just reached out under the covers
and found his cock and curled her fingers around it. Of
course it was hard, hot and throbbing, all ready for
her. She gave it a few playful strokes and watched
Archie's eyes glaze over with horniness. She firmed her
grip and got down to some serious pumping, and hot
sticky cream oozed from his prick and soaked her
fingers.

Archie gave a lusty growl and kic