William Taylor - Hot fun family

"Just take it easy. Be there when he needs you. And don't criticize Mary."

"Oh, I know better than that! She is a pretty girl, and she has a wonderful figure, you know – big tits and a wiggly ass, lust like all the boys want. And she's not a bad cook, either."

"Yes, he could have done a lot worse than Mary," Nancy said, imagining the girl from Jack's point of view. Mary had probably made more mouths water than any other girl in school.

"See you later, Sis," she said as Kim left. "Ok. Drop over for supper, huh?"

"Not tonight."

That evening Bill spent a lot of time admiring his mother's nearly naked, heavy-titted body. He was sitting in front of the kitchen window watching her putter in the garden. Her back was to him briefly, and his eyes bulged at the blazing whiteness of her half-exposed asscheeks. Kim liked gardening in the cool of the evening, and she was wearing a bikini.

Bill licked his dry lips. She was moving very unselfconsciously because she thought no one was around to see her. But Bill was going crazy with frustrated horniness. His balls ached. In fact, they felt like they were about to burst and spew cum all over the place. He had to grin, imagining his mother's reaction to such a sight. She wouldn't know what to do! Jeez, she used to kiss everything I hurt, he thought, letting his imagination run wild.

"Sure wish she'd kiss this ache," he mumbled to himself, visualizing those full, red lips pressed to his balls. He cupped his burgeoning cock and sighed.

Then his face brightened; an idea began to form. It was dirty, depraved and daring, but not so obvious that he needed to worry about his mother catching on. Slightly dangerous, yes, but so totally original there was no way he'd be found out!

"Yeah!" he exclaimed happily.

Quickly, he unzipped and pulled out his huge hard-on. Then he squeezed a vein and pricked it gently with a pin. When a drop of blood oozed out he lifted his pendulous balls and pulled the sac tight around them. Again the pin pricked a vein, and again a drop of blood began to ooze out.

Bill grinned and squeezed his cock and balls until the drops were fairly large. Then he smeared the blood around before continuing to squeeze.

Revising his plan slightly, he removed his pants and underwear and put on a pair of white trunks. The blood would show up better on them, he reasoned, and they'd be a lot easier to pull down. When several large drops of bright red blood had formed over the pin pricks, Bill wiped them off and dabbed them on the front of the trunks. Soon, he had a number of spreading red stains on the front of the white shorts.

Stepping quietly out the back door, he waited until his mother's back was turned, then sprawled out over the rake she'd left on the grass.

"Aghhhhhh!"

Kim quickly turned to see her son screaming and clutching at himself. When she saw the garden rake's sharp teeth under his belly her hands went to her mouth.

"Bill!" she cried, running to him, her flopping, white tits threatening to jump over the top of the small bikini. The boy watched his mother's great soft tits bounce and shudder. He prayed for his plan to succeed.

He rolled over, grabbing at his crotch, and Kim saw the red-stained trunks between his fingers. "Ohmigod!" she gasped, feeling her legs go weak. Bill groaned and staggered toward the house, then dragged himself onto the porch steps. Kim ran after him, her face white with fear and her big tits flopping.

"Bill! Bill!" she cried. "Y-you're bleeding! My God, you're bleeding! Oh, God! I'm sorry, I never thought about the rake… Let me see, how bad is it? Does it hurt? Are you all right?"

Bill moaned and whimpered and screwed up his face as he clutched his half-hard cock through the material of his trunks. He hoped Jack and Mary didn't hurry home and ruin everything, for his mother was just about to play into his hands. She was reaching for his trunks.

"N-no, Mom," he gasped painfully. "I'll be all right in a while. I think the bleeding's stopped."

"Oh, oh, ohhh," Kim chanted fearfully as she tugged at the waistband of her son's blood-stained trunks. Vivid images of the rake's sharp teeth stabbing into Bill's adolescent groin flashed again and again through her mind.

"Mom, don't!" Bill groaned as his hairy cock came into view.

Kim saw the blood on her son's huge prick and clapped a hand to her mouth. There was so much blood. And he looked so much larger than his father! More and more of the blood-streaked cockshaft was exposed by her trembling fingers, and Kim held her breath. God, there seemed to be no end to it!

Bill's already flushed face began to burn with lustful anticipation as his beautiful mother's heavy, hanging tits scraped softly across his shins and knees as she bent over him. The top of her tightly stretched bikini was pulled low, almost to the thick, protruding ends of her tits, and he knew that all it would take was an accidental nudge from his knee at the right spot for those big, spongy tits to pop free.

"Ohmigod!" Kim whispered, awestruck. Bill's shorts had caught momentarily on the ridge of his huge, domed cockhead, and she tugged fiercely. Bill groaned when he saw his mother's eyes widen as the great, purplish bulb snapped up, thumping the air and spraying her face and his belly with clear drops of sparkling pre-cum.

"Ohhhhhhh." Kim stared helplessly at her son's enormous hard-on. His equally impressive balls hung heavily, resting their weight on the porch step; she felt her face flush and her big nipples tighten.

My God, she thought, he just has to be bigger than his cousin! And thicker. Jeez, if his cock were any less lengthy, it would look like a fire plug, it was so big around! It hadn't seemed so big in the bathroom… Kim couldn't imagine him growing any larger with age.

"M-Mom." Bill whispered, and Kim came to her senses. God, how long had she been staring at his jerking prick? Long enough to make him wonder, that was for sure. Oh, God, her fingers were itching to wrap around the heated thickness of that swaying fuck-stick. Her son's prick!

Bill's breath was coming faster and faster as his heart hammered in his chest. The powerful emotions he was feeling as his mother's pretty, blushing face hovered inches from his exposed, aching hard-on were threatening to lurch out of control.

"Oh, Jeez, Mom," the boy moaned, "it-it hurts!" And he wasn't lying. The ache in his straining prick and cum-filled balls was more than enough to make him groan. He felt as if he would cum any minute, without even touching his cock!

Kim's small fingers trembled. She lifted her arm. When Bill saw his mother's soft hand approach his hard-on, he began to squirm with anticipation.

"Oh, Bill!" Kim whispered fearfully, motherly love vying with bitch-like lust. "Does it hurt that much? Won't it hurt even more if I-I touch it?"

"No, no," Bill groaned, hunching his ass and lifting his rampant cock until it bumped her hovering fingers. Instinctively, Kim closed her fist on the hot, meaty cock being shoved into her hand.

"Uhhh," Bill groaned, continuing to hunch, driving his burning prick through the tightness of his mother's hand. Suddenly a rush of thick, steaming jism shot out of his ballooning cockhead. It leaped into the air in thick white clumps, landing on Kim's startled face and the upper swells of her huge, quivering tits.

"Ugh, uhh, ahhh!" Bill grunted loudly as he came, staring incredulously at the changing expressions on his mother's cum-dripping face. Her shocked surprise quickly faded and was replaced by naked, lustful hunger. He thought she even moved her head a bit to let his falling cum-wads land nearer her lips, but that was impossible.

Now the thick warm streamers were dripping down her nose and cheeks, and Kim realized what was happening and drew back, pretending to sputter and choke. But she managed to taste some of Bill's cum without his noticing. Her eyes grew misty and her vision blurred as the heady, salty flavor brought back many memories. She forced herself to remain calm.