Mary Jenkins - A mother_s forbidden passion

Debbie stepped up to him, breathing hotly into his face, took his hand and guided it down between her parted thighs, shivering as his automatically extended middle finger slid along the moist, heated expanse of her waiting young cunt, slipping inside her vagina like a lance of fire. Then her fingers curled over his cock, stroking it lightly, tickling his balls with her little finger, her eyes staring hotly, sensually into his. Still holding his throbbing shaft in her hot, soft little hand, his finger still teasing over her clitoris and the swollen lips of her young, tight cunt, she guided him to the bed and fell with him upon it.

"Now, lover, this time I want you to fuck me in the asshole!" she moaned. "I want to feel your big hard cock burrowing up into my rectum I want you to do it right now, hurry, hurry!"

Ken froze momentarily at the salacious invitation, and his passion-drunk mind tried to reject the lewd idea. But it was too maddeningly exciting, and he was no longer in control of his senses, ruled completely by the blood-throbbing hardness of his cock and the sperm-bloated sac of his testicles, his loins and his desire all powerful. Breathing raggedly with inflamed heat, the handsome uncle of the young teenage girl's boyfriend got up on his hands and knees on the bed, drawing her quivering young loveliness up with him, turning her so that the full splendor of her nakedly pulsating buttocks were presented to his eyes. His cock jutted out like a huge monstrous implement of tormented delight from his dark-haired loins, the lubricated head almost touching the already rhythmically working little sphincter ring of the teenage girl's tight little anus. He began, then, mesmerically, to stroke Debbie's soft white buttock mounds, teasing her rectum with the tip of his finger, reveling in the moans of pleasure which were erupting from the young girl's throat. Slowly, tantalizingly, he inserted the tip of his forefinger into her anal opening, the same opening he had licked with his tongue the day before, wiggling the probe around inside, drawing greater whimpers of increasing desire from her. Then he put both hands on her whitely quivering buttock moons, using his thumbs to draw the hot, sweat-slick fissure between them wide apart, the glistening cheeks parting to reveal the rubbery opening of her brown, puckered anal canal. He leaned forward, so that the hard, fleshy knob of his blood-engorged penis almost touched the tiny, eager hole, poising there, and Debbie emitted a low shriek of desire, reached behind her, and grasped his cock in her tiny hand, guiding the head impatiently against her asshole, wiggling the semen-coated tip hotly around the small aching entrance.

"Fuck me, Ken honey, fuck me ooohhh, fuck me with your big hard cock shove it in, shove it all the way up my ass!"

Ken was unable to restrain himself any longer. He moved his hips, teasing the shaft along the wide held crevice of her ass, as Debbie still grasped it. Then he leaned forward as she placed it directly into the tiny, working hole, and with a powerful, sudden thrust, clutching at her buttocks with clawed fingers, he bored his thick rigid cock far up into her tiny resisting anal passage, forcing it through the tightly clenched membraneous channel to bury it almost up to his testicles with that single, lust-inspired thrust.

"Aaaaggghhhhh!" the black-haired girl screamed in wild, masochistic delight, and her hand, still cupped behind her, grasped his softly swinging balls, kneading them convulsively, almost painfully, urging him to sink more of his prick into her painfully accepting anus.

Ken clutched hard at her hips, flexing again as he thrust still deeper into her rectum, into the warm forbidden depths of her bowels. The pressure pushed Debbie forward, pushed her head down on the rumpled bedclothes, and he reached under her heaving torso to cup and squeeze her large, firm young breasts, savagely tweaking her swollen nipples as he heaved forward with long sawing strokes of his cock up into her wide-stretched anus, the rubbery walls helplessly expanding before his invading rod, while she toyed and fondled his sperm-engorged scrotum excitedly in her hot little hand. Finally, with one vicious, ass-smacking lunge, he buried every single inch of his huge, thick cock into her warm, tight asshole.

"Oooooohhhhh!" Debbie mewled. "Ohhhhhhh, Ken sweet, it hurts, it hurts! But I love it, I love it, don't stop, keep fucking me back there harder mmmmmm!"

Ken continued to drive his powerful thick cock up into the young teenage girl's tightly clenching anus with hard, brutal strokes, his hands squeezing her breasts as if they were molding clay between his fingers, his loins smacking savagely against her upturned buttock cheeks. His balls felt as though they were on fire where they rested in her convulsively kneading fingers that pressed them tight against her wetly secreting pussy below.

Debbie's head flailed from side to side, reveling in this lewd sodomizing of her backside, and she buffeted back harder and harder against her boyfriend's uncle's wildly pistoning cock, feeling his cum-bloated testicles hot and sweating in her hand, the smack of his loins against her buttocks echoing loudly through the room. The pleasure-pain of his kneading fingers on her swaying, aching tits was almost unbearable. Her lovely white buttocks were a blur of motion, gyrating, twisting, slamming backward as she went wild with the thick, fleshy pressure filling her asshole almost to the splitting point.

Bette sat very close to her son, her hand on his thigh and her head on his shoulder, as he drove the Pontiac away from the promontory and the moon-lit lake. She had had no trouble convincing him that they should leave right after her orgiastic oral lovemaking, telling him that she wanted to go back home where they could sit together and talk. Tony had quickly agreed, and there had been no mention made of Debbie, whom the handsome youth was supposed to have met at eight o'clock – a fact which filled his lovely blonde mother with a sense of happiness, a feeling that everything was surely going to be wonderful and perfect for her and her son from now on.

Tony drove mechanically, his mind still awhirl with the advent of the new emotions his mother's sucking of his penis had brought forth inside him, the new feelings he had never thought himself capable of but which were now overpowering. I should feel guilty, disgusted, for allowing my own mother to suck me off and cumming in her mouth like that. But I don't feel guilty, I feel only a deep, warm love for her. Oh God, I love her! I've loved her all along!

A few minutes later they reached Westridge and he was swinging the Pontiac into the drive at his uncle's home. Once inside the garage, he shut off the engine, headlights, then he and his mother got out of the car, clinging to each other, and walked along the rear path to the porch door like young lovers, like the lovers they now were. Tony keyed open the door and they entered the dark, silent house. Bette's heart beat faster in her breast, her ears straining for some sound, hoping against hope that the expected scene would be taking place somewhere in the house.

As she and her son crossed the darkened kitchen, opened the door into the hallway leading to the living room and bedrooms, the stillness was suddenly shattered by a girl's ecstatic, wailing cry. "Oooohhhh, yessss, sweet, fuck it, fuck it harder aaaahhhh, that's the way to do it, that's how I like my asshole fucked!"

Mother and son froze, although Bette's heart leapt with excitement. Perfect, perfect! It had worked out perfectly. Tony's mouth dropped open. "My my God!" he whispered. "That that sounded like like Debbie!"

"Yes, it did," Bette told him seriously, pretending to be grim. "I I think it came from your uncle's bedroom, Tony."

The handsome teenage youth blinked, not believing the words he had just heard cried out, not believing that it could have been Debbie, his Debbie, who had cried them. What was happening in his uncle's bedroom, for Christ's sake? What was going on?