Marvin Cox - Widespread mom

She slowly got to her knees and studied his sleeping form. And as her eyes hungrily went over his body, she felt a raw itch in her cunt that became so demanding her lungs seemed to explode.

If only she'd remembered where that guy lived, she thought, the one in the park that night. She could call him up and.

Oddly enough, she really didn't want him that much, as she thought about it. What she really wanted was her son.

Maybe if she sucked him a little more, he might come back to life.

God, could her pussy use a good, hard fucking!

She again lowered her face to his crotch and sucked the limp cock into her throat. She wallowed her tongue around the rubbery shaft, nipped at the cockhead with her teeth, but it was useless.

The itch in her cunt became almost unbearable. She had to have something hard in there, or she'd go crazy.

"There's always the hair brush," she said, a sad smile on her lips. "I guess I'll…"

She heard a noise in the living room and perked up. And like all mothers, she knew which son it was by the way he walked.

It was Jason, the oldest. But he usually stayed out all night on Saturdays.

She got off Mike's bed and left the room. After a moment's consideration, she went into her own room and slipped into her bathrobe. She then padded out to the hall and into the living room.

"Jason?" she asked, tying the sash. "What are you doing home so early?"

"Aw, you don't want to hear," her son said, standing before the open refrigerator in the kitchen. He took a big swig of orange juice from a bottle. "Little bitch."

"You have a fight with your girl?" Ruby asked. She tried to sound casual, but her heart was in her throat. Christ, that huge mound of cock! Why hadn't she ever noticed it before?

"I mean, you want to talk about it?"

"Naw, it's not worth it," the boy said, closing the refrigerator door. "She just wants to cool it for a while."

"Really?" Ruby said, licking her lower lip.

"Yeah," Jason said, walking past her with hardly a glance. "Think I'll take a shower and hit the sack."

"Why don't you do that," Ruby said, her voice trembling, "and I'll come in and wash your back."

She heard him laugh as he entered the bedroom, obviously not taking her seriously.

She waited for a few moments until she heard the shower start running. Then gathering her courage, she walked into the bathroom and slipped out of her robe.

Slowly, she pulled back the shower curtain and stepped into the tub.

When Jason felt the pressure of two nipples against his bare back, he flinched as if he'd been shot. He whirled around, trying to look through the stinging soap in his eyes.

"Mother!" he said, recoiling.

"I came in to wash your back," Ruby said, laughing at his reaction. "I used to do it when you were a little boy and you didn't mind then," she added, reaching for a wash cloth.

"But… but you're naked," Jason sputtered, blinking his eyes.

"Would you rather I got on a rain coat?" she giggled.

Before he could say anything else, she rubbed the wash cloth over his chest, then slipped it to his lower back. After sliding it a little lower, into the crack of his ass, she dropped it. Quickly, she reached between his legs and caught the cloth with the other hand. She then moved it upward, over his balls and up the underside of his long, limp shaft.

"My… God, are you crazy, Mom?" Jason said, his eyes wide, even though they still stung from the soap.

"Just relax," Ruby cooed, "I'm not going to hurt you, Son."

She applied soap to the wash cloth, then wrapped it around his prick. With massaging motions, she squeezed the cloth up and down, felt his shaft buzz to life.

"You have a nice big one," she said, working the lather through his crotch hairs. "I'll bet it feels so nice in a hot, oozing pussy, doesn't it?"

Jason couldn't have answered if he'd known what to say. This was insane! His own mother in the shower with him, rubbing his cock! And the way she was looking at him. It sent chills up and down his spine.

"Ohhhh… it's getting bigger," Ruby said, dropping the wash cloth and grasping his meat with the fingers of both hands. "Just how big does it get?"

Jason was still so stunned he could only stand there and try to make some sense out of what was happening. Try as he may, he couldn't.

While Ruby slowly jacked his cock up and down, pulling the loose foreskin over the monstrous tip, she let her eyes trail over his glistening body. She liked what she saw.

He was powerfully built, like his father, and just as blond, like a Viking. Damp blond strands of hair hung about his square face, set off the blue of his eyes. Deeply tanned, his flesh was stretched tight over thick, bulging muscles. His body was covered with short, wiry hairs the color of ripe corn. At nineteen, he was a magnificent specimen of manhood.

She stood back and spread her legs, placing her hands on her hips. As she did, her breasts jutted forward, her nipples just inches from his mouth.

"Now you wash me," she said, her eyes glinting with passion. "Want to do that?"

Like a robot, Jason reached down for the wash cloth. He then slowly lifted it and pressed it against her breasts. He jerked his hand back as if he'd been burned, then dropped the cloth.

"I… I can't do that," he gasped.

"You're my… my own mother!"

"Would you rather I leave?" Ruby teased, gyrating her hips around.

Jason's mouth dropped open so wide his chin almost touched his chest. His eyes were burning into the soft mounds of her breasts. His cock was slapping his stomach like a metronome.

"No… I mean, yes, I mean… Jesus," he stammered, his eyes dropping to the area of her red-haired cunt. The delicate curves of her pussy lips made his mind explode. And if she were just fucking with his mind, what would she do if I crammed my cock into that little hole? "Uh… what did you say?"

"Want me to leave?" Ruby repeated. "But we could save water if we showered together."

He'd heard of seductive mothers, but, Christ, this was ridiculous!

And what if she were joking? He would never live down the humiliation! Still, she had held his cock, made it rock-hard.

With a move that surprised even himself, he lurched forward and buried his face between her silky breasts. As her flesh touched his, he felt a raw jolt of pleasure sear into his loins. The pressure inside his balls became almost unbearable, like the time he'd fallen forward on his bicycle.

"Mom," he gasped, twisting his head to the right and moving his lips over her breasts. "Goddamn… Mom!"

Ruby placed her hand under her left tit and guided the rose-colored nipple into his mouth. When she felt his warm lips munch down, she threw her head back and moaned.

"Fuck me… Jason, sweetheart," she said, her voice just above a whisper. "Ohhhhh… yes, give me that hard cock and poke it up my pussy."

Jason couldn't believe his ears, but it was no time to think, to ponder. Here was a hot pussy just begging for cock, and what if it was his own mother!

His hands moved over her firm, ripened body, kneaded the soft flesh. At last, his fingers found the rounded contours of her ass, and he pulled her closer. At the same time, he worked his mouth over her upturned breast, felt her nipple buzz like a clit.

"I… I'm gonna fuck you," he said, as if admitting the statement to himself.

"Yes," Ruby said, clawing at his shoulders with her long, red nails. "Fuck me, Son. Fuck your mother full of hot cum…"

Although Jason wanted nothing more than to stick it in her right then, he loved the anticipation, wanted to torture himself. He dropped slowly to his knees and reached for the soap.

"OK, I'll wash you," he said softly, lathering up the soap in her red-gold cunt hairs. "And then I'll fuck the living shit out of you."