J. Russell - Mother_s ass

She Lanced at his trouser-front and saw that it was tented.

He's got a beautiful cock, she thought. I know he has! It was beautiful when he was little. Pride surged in her and she had an irresistible longing to see what kind of man her son was becoming. "Danny, did Mr. Duffy say anything about visual stimulus?"

"Yeah. He said men got a lot more excited looking at things than most women."

"That's true, I think. When a man's doing things to her, though, seeing his body stimulates her."

"Yeah? It does? Hey, okay if I get undressed, then?"

"Yes." She tried to shake off the guilty feeling that washed over her.

Danny shed his clothes with adolescent awkwardness. She studied his body. He had fine shoulders, as she already knew, and his belly was flat and hard, more like a man's than a boy's. His hips were narrow and taut-looking and his cock stood proud and thick. Circumcised – because the doctor had spoken of cleaning problems and the danger of infections – the head was a great, meaty bulb, very dark with its charge of trapped blood. The shaft was frightening in its diameter; she guessed it was considerably thicker than her wrist and knew it was far bigger than either Art's or Barry's.

That's his Indian half, she thought with a thrill of pride. But, God, could a woman really take that?

Danny returned to the table and bent over her again. When he did, his cock rested on it, rigid and hard-looking. He played with her boobs, squeezing them gently, massaging them, and experimenting with her nipples. She had no idea how much of her mounting excitement resulted from his manipulations and how much from her painful awareness of the situation. Regardless, desire flamed in her and she lashed about on the table, her hips rocking from side to side and her pussy pulsing with eagerness.

Danny ran his hands over her body, fingering her curies with a smile on his lips. "Duffy says there's lots of secondary centers all over the body," he remarked. "Someday I'll learn more about them on you. Right now, I want to be sure I see what the primary ones do." He went back to her crotch.

He caressed her pussy-lips gently, the light touch shooting fierce waves of pleasure through her and producing vigorous undulations in her hips.

She moaned happily. "Oooh, that feels good, Son! Mmmm!"

He ran a fingertip around the rim of her cunt hole and she grabbed a taut stocking in each hand and pulled furiously.

"Oh!" she gasped. "Oh, Danny!"

His fingers left her for an instant, and then she felt them stripping back the hood of her clitoris.

"Mmmm!" She bucked violently. "Aghhh!"

He coated the tiny organ with thick juice from her cunt and began to rub it. She lost all control of her actions, thrashing in her bonds and moaning loudly. The pleasure that flooded her was so intense it hurt, and a vast hunger grew in the mouth of her pussy. While Danny continued to massage her clitoris with the fingers of one hand, those of the other returned to her cunt-lips.

"Don't get mad, Mom, but… Well, this was one of the centers." He plunged a finger into her hole, twisting it back and forth and jabbing it in and out.

"Ohhh! Ahhh! I'm not… mad! It is one! Oh, Danny! Son! Ram it hard!" He jammed the finger in to its knuckle.

"Use… use two! Maybe three! Omigod, Son! Oooh!"

She felt a great increase in fullness and knew Danny had inserted more fingers in her box. She slammed her cunt onto his hand repeatedly, her pleasure driving her past caring how she looked to him. She became aware of slippery strokes over her bung.

"What's… that?" she panted.

"My thumb, Mom."

"Oh."

His thumb paused over her tightly closed asshole and pushed. She felt her sphincter stretching to admit it and tilted her head back.

"Danny! Aghhh!" she cried out and let her ass flail on the hugeness of his buried thumb. "My God, Son! Omigod!"

"I got stuff up your vagina and your ass, Mom." His voice sounded hoarse to her. "It sure makes you move around!"

"God yes! It's going to make me have an orgasm!"

"Yeah? Really?"

"Mmmm! Yes!"

"Mom, he said the biggest stimulus of all was… well…"

She gazed groggily at her son. He stood erect, both hands hidden behind the forest of her pussy hair, his enormous cock jutting over her. The shaft pulsed and there was a strand of clear mucus dangling from the angry-looking slit in the head. His crotch hair was black and thick and she recalled with a shiver the great size of his balls. Suddenly she realized what he was hinting.

"No, Danny! Not that! No, for God's sake!" But why not? she asked herself in a flash of recklessness. Why not? That's part of it! "All right, Danny! Go ahead! He's right."

Danny trembled violently as he withdrew his hands. He seized the huge shaft and guided the head down to her cunt mouth. His face expressed wonder as his heat and hers mingled and her cunt began to open to his pressure. She felt the head sink through the firm rim of her pussy-lips and glide slowly up the length of her cunt, the hard shaft stroking inward after it. She thrust herself onto the intruding prick, her butt quivering and tight and her belly hard.

"Ahhh!" she bubbled with joy. "Ahhh!"

Her son's hips surged forward to drive his prick to its limit in her hole, and his pelvic bone slammed onto the outer flesh of her pussy. He jerked his hips back, withdrawing the buried cock until the head lay just inside her gash, then rammed it home again. She cried out and flung herself onto the driving prick. Her son's thrusts accelerated and he banged violently at her.

"Mom! Mom! I can't stop!" A deep note of panic rang in his voice and he had an anguished expression in his face. "Mom! I didn't mean to! I just wanted to see what it did to you! I didn't mean to fuck you all the way!"

She soothed him with gentle urgency. "It's all right, darling! It's all right!" She saw the depth of his distress and urged him. "Fuck me, darling! Go ahead and fuck me! It's all right, Son!"

His cock slammed back and forth savagely and her cunt flamed. She felt as if the shaft were crushing her tissues against the bony circle of her pelvis and his cockhead were displacing all her organs. His anguish had cleared, replaced by ecstasy, and his hands kneaded her waist and pulled her butt against his thighs.

"Yes, yes, darling!" she panted.

"Mom! Mom! Here it comes! Unnnh!"

His cock-shaft pulsed sharply and hot jism seethed into her cunt filling her belly with foreign heat. She clamped the rim of her cunt on his cock, squeezing with hard contractions and praying for her own orgasm. Danny broke into convulsive tremors and the great cock went limp and soft. He pulled it out instantly, great drops of sweat pouring from him.

"Mom!" he murmured brokenly and came around the table to hold her face. "Oh, Mom, I'm sorry!"

"Danny, baby," she whispered. "Oh, Danny! How did it feel, Son?"

"Jesus, Mom! Like nothing I ever felt before!" He grinned bashfully. "You got awful excited, didn't you."

I still am! she thought. She nodded and smiled. "You found all the spots, Son. There's still a lot to learn, though."

"There is?"

"Yes. Maybe I'd better teach you while all this is fresh in your mind."

"Would you, Mom?"

"Yes. You might as well untie me now."

"You know that was kind of fun. Having you tied up, I mean. I like that."

"Well, maybe I'll let you do that again sometime."

"Oh, Mom! Would you! Please?"

"Yes."

"Promise?"

She laughed and hard thrills raced through her. "I promise."

"Wow!" Danny shouted.

He untied her quickly, and she went back to the bathroom where she douched and washed. As an afterthought, she sprayed herself with her best cologne. When she returned to the front of the house, Danny was sprawled in an armchair in the living room. He glanced up at her entry, astounded at her continued nakedness.