Ribald Writer - Tales of Lustville Book Two

Tom had been holding her hips, but as she started writhing and panting more frantically, he moved his arms up around her back, hugging her tight to him. His tiny nipples poked against her as they slid over each other on a sheen of sweat.

When he heard her say her son’s name, urging him to cum with her, his own throbbing cock twitched, and he spurted hot cum all over her juicing pussy slit. Hugging her tighter, he plowed his cockshaft through her pussy slit, the pulsing knob sliding up out of her gooey cunt slice, and up between their bodies. Hot spunk sprayed out between them, soaking their bellies, mixing with the sweat already covering them.

He jerked his hips back as she raised up, and as them both moved, his cockhead pressed against the tight ring of her cunt hole, He squirted hot, sticky cum right onto her pussy, and she screamed in his ear.

Her head came flying up, and she stared glassy eyed into his eyes. “Tell me!” she grunted, wrapping her hand around his spasming cockstalk. Tell me you want to cum in my hot tight pussy! Tell me you want to fuck me, Kyle!”

“I want it Mama! Please! Let me put my cock in yo… Oh my god, Mama!”

Tracy slammed her cunt down over his cockhead, sucking it into her cumming pussy. Pounding her hips up and down feverishly, she slid her wet, sucking cunt hole over the top of his cock. She collapsed on him, hugging and kissing him finally as his hips flung his cock in and out of her wildly.

“Mama!” he wailed. “So good, Mama! I always knew it would be!”

His hips were jerking out of control as he spiraled through the most intense orgasm of his life. He clamped his hands on her ass, jerking her down as he slammed his hips upward. His cock plunged in to the balls in her tight, clasping cunt hole, and he froze, his arched hips holding them both off the bed, then fell heavily, making her grunt as his cockhead punched full force into the mouth of her womb.

Tracy felt like her head was going to explode as raucous spasms seized her body. She lay on top of him, just letting her body do whatever it wanted as she tried to absorb the pounding waves of sensation as they crashed over her.

Tom was laying under her, his legs weak and numb, his arms still clenched around her tightly. He basked in the searing heat of her pussy, unable to believe that he’d finally done it.

“I love you so much Mama. I’ve wanted this for so long… you can’t know! You… please just hold me Mama!”

Tracy was coming down, listening to his plaintive cries. He had hinted, but was now confirming where his interest lie.

“Ssssshhhh, Tommy. Mama loves her big boy.” she cooed in his ear as she kissed his neck, his cheek, then his shoulder. “Just hold me Tommy. Mama feels so good in your arms.

“But its not real, Tracy.” he whispered. “I want it so bad, but she’ll never let it happen.”

“Sssshhhh, Tommy. Listen to me. It took me a long time to see what I had in front of me. And you’re right, some people never see it.” She raised up off him, sliding her arms under him and hugging him as she lay her head on his chest. “You asked my who taught me what we just did, so I’m going to tell you. My son. Three days ago.”

She felt his head come up, and she raised up, looking at him.

“It’s true. It was an accident, but it turned out that we both wanted it. I know your mom, Tommy. There’s something in there, a spark that I feel inside myself. Lois feels that same spark in her. Would you believe that before this week, besides masturbating, I hadn’t had sex in almost two years? I think Lois had gone at least a year. If you had come by last week, she would have closed the door in your face, and we wouldn’t be here.”

“Wow,” Tom whispered. “Do you think I have a chance?”

“I really don’t know, sweetie. I won’t lie to you. But can I try to help? I have an idea that might work for all of us.”

“What’s that?”

“The truth. She lives by scripture, and the truth is at the core of that right? Me and Lois think we should tell her about what we do with our boys. And what we’ve done with you and Tim. Then you be the loving attentive son, and show off this hot body every chance you get.”

“I don’t think that would work. She’d go to the preacher, and you’d be run out of town.”

“We thought of that. and it might be worth it. But there’s always plan B.”

“Plan B?”

“We get her drunk and seduce her, like Lois did with you and Tim.”

Lois and Tracy were sitting in Lois’s kitchen talking as they sipped their coffee. They were discussing the Wilson twins, and wondering how they were going to get their mother Susan involved in their budding incest circle, so her son’s could fuck her, as they both appeared eager to do. The main hurdle they knew, was Susan’s extreme devotion to her faith.

They were interrupted by the doorbell. Lois went to answer it and Tracy followed, stopping in the doorway, sipping her coffee. Lois opened the front door, almost gasping when she saw Susan Wilson standing there.

Susan was a tall, statuesque blonde, standing five-ten in her bare feet. She was wearing a pair of stylish, but sensible low heels today, that made her almost a head taller than Lois. It was hard for the girls to gauge her figure, because she was wearing a loose, long sleeved blouse, and a lightweight skirt that fell below her knees. Her clothes seemed to be chosen to conceal her body from the world.

“Susan! W… what a pleasant surprise!” she said, looking up at her. “What can I do for you today?”

“Well, Mrs. Parker, my boys have been spending quite a bit of time over here the last couple of days.” she said coolly, looking Lois over slowly. “And to be honest, you never struck me as the religious type. I don’t mean to offend you, but I’d like to know what’s going on. May I come in?”

“Yes, of course!” Lois said, stepping aside and waving her in into the house. “You know my friend Tracy, don’t you?”

Tracy raised her cup, smiling at the other woman. As soon as she’d heard Lois greet Susan, she’d decided that she was going to stick around, and see what was going to develop.

“Harris, Tracy Harris isn’t it?” Susan said neutrally. “Your boy, Kyle I think it is, plays football for Big State?”

“Yes, he does. He’s going to be starting in tomorrow’s game as a matter of fact.”

“You must be so proud.”

Tracy was tempted to go over and smack the snooty bitch, but managed to restrain herself. Lois felt the tension growing between the two women, and tried to head it off.

“Won’t you sit down, Susan,” she said brightly. “Tracy and I were just having coffee. Would you like a cup?”

“No, I don’t use stimulants.” she said. “But the boys mentioned that you made the most delicious punch! If it wouldn’t be too much trouble… ” she gave Lois a look that frightened the smaller woman.

“Of course!” Lois said, taking a step back, and glancing over at Tracy. “It only takes a minute. Have a seat. I’ll be right back.”

She walked into the kitchen, grabbing Tracy’s arm as she went by. When they were out of sight, she exhaled sharply, then took in several deep breaths, trying to calm herself.

“Fuck! She knows something!” she said quietly, pacing back and forth. “What should I do, Tracy?”

“Make the punch. And put enough tequila in it so she’ll be able to taste it.” Tracy said, glancing back toward the living room.

“What? Are you crazy?”

“No, I think we misread her.” Tracy said slowly. “I watched her while you were talking at the door. She was checking you out. That outfit you have on doesn’t leave anything to the imagination, sweetie. And I don’t mean… Lois, she was looking at your body. She wasn’t judging you.”