Ken Preston: Loving mother

She giggled to herself. She was getting so hot thinking about ass-fucking herself! There. There, the mirrors were just tight! Bunny watched her pink ass-hole resisting the hard vibrator when she pushed against herself. She tried hard to relax. It went in, just a little. Oh! She bit her lip. It felt good! Her fingers gripped the plastic cock. It was as thick as Rick's dick. And much much harder!

"Urn. Ummmm," she purred. She had the vibrator in about three inches… Her trembling fingers eased it out. Pushed it back in. Ever so slowly. This was great! She could do exactly what she wanted to with it. Her ass wiggled and humped. Her nipples grew hard. She dragged her nipples across the sheet. Her cunt was awfully wet and drippy.

Now she had it in her ass far enough to take her fingers away and peek at it sticking lewdly out of her ass-hole. Jeez, that looked sexy! Bunny took a deep breath and reached back. Her fingers turned the switch on. The vibrator buzzed like an angry bee. Instantly, little tingling flashes shot through her body.

"Oh, gosh! Oh, Mother, that feels good," she gasped.

She forgot about watching herself. She crawled up on the bed, turning over to lay on her back. Ever so slowly she pushed down. The greased vibrator slid into her asshole. All the way! She lay shivering, feeling awfully weird. But awfully good!

She reached under her body. Her hands gripped the slim tool. She experimented, lifting and lowering her hips. Oh, this was fantastic! She was fucking herself. Right up her ass!

But she was saving her cherry for that magic moment when a guy would screw her cunt and rip her open with his hard cock!

Bunny worked her ass up and down. It was feeling better every minute. If she held the vibrator with just one hand, she could finger-fuck her slick pussy with the other. Oh, yes! Her cunt closed even more tightly when she tried to push her finger in it. And her asshole squeezed painfully around the plastic cock.

"I gotta get off," she muttered. "Gotta make it. But what if the damn batteries conk out and I haven't come?"

Bunny slammed her hips down on the bed, ramming the vibrator all the way up her asshole. Both her hands worked on her wet pussy. She pulled and pinched and tugged on her flaming-hot clit. Her cunt gave in a little and let her get her middle finger all the way up inside.

"Oh! Oh!"

Her greedy cunt held onto her finger like a velvet vise. Her asshole burned! Her tiny nipples ached. Her finger flew in and out of her pussy-hole.

"Gaaaaaahhhhh!"

Bunny's orgasm made her double up on the bed, just like Ann had done! The vibrator shot out of her asshole. Her clit quivered. She peed all over her hand. But she'd made, it! She'd come! And her pussy was opened just that much more. Now she could take a guy inside without it hurting too much.

And now there were two wild women in the house, yearning to be fucked!

Ann slept almost all day long, after her wild masturbation bout with her obscene phone caller. She fumbled drowsily around the big house, wearing her cut-off terrycloth robe. It had been almost floor-length, but she'd snipped it off so the hem just barely covered the bottom fringe of her pussy hair. It made it so easy for her to finger-fuck her slippery cunt, and that's all she'd done almost every hour, every day for the first six weeks after Fred had died!

She stood by her bedroom window, looking down into the tree-lined street. Her finger teased over her erect clit. Erotic thoughts about fucking a big cock raced through her mind, but she was hesitant to call her brother again he was the only stud she knew. Widows didn't have it so easy – unless they got hung-up on playing with, their own snatches!

While she watched the sparse traffic on the street, a taxi squealed to a stop in front of her house. A tall guy in a soldier's uniform got out, paid the driver and hoisted his heavy barracks bag as though it weighed nothing at all. Ann let out a squeak of joy and raced for the stairs. Her son, Bob, was home on leave from Pinecrest Military School!

He looked up, grinning happily, as she skipped down the stairs. Her big tits, bounced and almost fell out of her robe.

"Bob! How wonderful to have you home again!" Ann cried.

His arms were strong, around her. He'd grown so tall that when Ann put her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the lips, her rounded asscheeks stuck out below her robe.

Her hot kiss of welcome took him by surprise, but he hugged her – and said, "You look wonderful, Mom! It's great to be home."

She held him tightly, crushing her breasts against his wide chest. God, how tall and strong he had grown! Her heart skipped a beat when she felt his hand brush over her bare ass. She realized he could look down and see her naked ass sticking out from under her robe. Did she feel the quick pressure of his cock rising in his pants – or was it just her horny imagination?

"You must be starved after your long trip. Come into the kitchen with me while I fix you some supper." She slipped her warm hand in his and tugged him toward the kitchen.

Ann whisked around the big room, her tits bouncing and the bottom of her firm ass flashing at her son as she cooked him a big steak and whipped up some home-fries. She was conscious of his eyes watching her tits move around under the thin robe. She was not surprised to feel her nipples growing firmer.

"There. Eat hearty." She gave her son a quick hug, her robe opening and one full round tit falling out right under his eyes! His face colored a faint red. Ann glanced down at his lap. A huge wet spot had grown right where the end of his cock must be!

She sat down and chattered happily with him while he ate, hearing about his school term through mouthfuls of steak and potatoes. Ann felt she was sitting at the table with Fred, her dead husband. Bob looked exactly like him! If his cock had grown as big as his father's…

Ann tried hard to put sexy thoughts out of her mind. She failed. She knew she was going to get him to fuck her. She had to! It would be impossible to lay in her bed, alone, with such a close duplicate of her husband in the next room!

After Bob finished his meal, he went upstairs to shower. Ann idled around her room, teasing her wet pussy and listening to the shower running in the bathroom. She could not stand to be away from Bob. Besides, she wanted desperately to see his naked body. His bare cock!

Ann closed the bathroom door behind her, and leaned against it. Her hippies were achingly hard. Her clit stuck straight up from between her full cunt-lips. She could see the vague outline of her son's strong body through the translucent shower curtain. While she watched, he turned sideways to her. She swallowed hard, listening to her heart pound in her ears when she saw his thick long cock jutting out over his heavy balls!

He reached up and turned the water off. Ann began to hum loudly, so he'd know she was in the bathroom. She reached for a towel to hand to him, as he brushed the curtain aside. The towel fell from her trembling fingers when her eyes saw how huge his cock had grown!

"Oops! And I wanted to give you such good service," Ann smiled, trying to keep the color from rushing to her cheeks.

"I'll pick it up, Mom," he grinned, stepping out of the tub. His long cock swung back and forth. Ann's fingers twitched. Her cunt grew hot as fire! She turned to the basin mirror and combed her hair while he dried off, but she couldn't take her eyes off his immense prick reflected in the mirror. She deliberately untied her robe.

"When you get dried off, why don't you come to my bedroom? I'm turning in early, but you can sit on my bed and talk to me for a little while. Okay?"

She turned to face him. Her robe slipped open.

Her full breasts impatiently pushed out of the terrycloth. His eyes flicked over her trembling tit mounds. His burning glance took in her blonde patch of silky cunt-hair. He coughed nervously, and kept the towel between her and his cock.