Jeremy Baker - The Harlot Seed

He was anxious now, the polished deftness gone suddenly, now only a young and eager boy on the verge of attaining his lifetime dream. Dale poised above her, tremors rippling his body. She helped him, because it was her desire and her duty to assist him. Regina took his iron-hard prick in one hand and steered the pulsing head of it to the hairy entrance of her pussy.

A strangled sound broke from Dale's lips, and he lunged forward, burying his cock into his mother's willing cunt with one long, driving stroke. His balls came against her ass, and he caught at her hips with both hands as she twisted, as she humped up at the tremendous power of his body. His prick in her, at last-at last!

She could feel the head of it driven home, feel the pulsing shaft as her vagina closed lovingly upon it, feel the caress of his scrotum.

Regina was tender and she was adoring, moving with him as he backed his rod partway from her suctioning cunt, wiggling with delicious ardor as he slid it forward again. It was wonder beyond price, a superb sensation that permeated her entire body, and she fucked slowly with him, meeting his thrusts gently.

"Mom," he groaned, "oh Mother-Mom! I can't believe I'm really in your pussy. It's hot, and magic and-oh, Mother-love me and fuck me!"

"I will, dear!" she panted. "Yes-your loving mom will fuck you. Now I'm riding your little boy prick, feeling your hard cock in me-and it's fantastic! Oh, shove it deep into your mama's cunt, darling boy.

Feed your mama all that gorgeous young meat! Ahhh, baby-oohh, sweetheart! Sliding in and out, your mother's pussy-my son's prick-"

And their mouths met again, this time with a primitive need that made their teeth clash. Their tongues battled in frenzy, and when one retreated, it was drawn back by sucking. Sweet and hot, their breaths mingled, and the tempo of his ass increased, the beat of his screwing speeded up. He was ramming it deep and strong, and she had to lift her legs, was forced to wrap his sinuous body within their grip, so she could make him stuff one more inch of enchanted flesh into her surging vagina.

She bit his mouth, dug her nails into his ass and tried to pull him bodily into the flaming maw of her pussy, attempted to devour him with the very cunt he'd sprung from. Her pelvis battered his, and she gyrated wildly, forcing his ramrodding prick to massage her clitoris with every eager thrust. It was sweet insanity and magic madness, and she went far out into some other universe as his cock continued to sledge into her overflowing vagina.

"Coming," she cried out. "Oh Dale-Dale-son-your mother is coming!"

Regina held to her son, locked her legs at the ankles across the small of his warm back and wiggled slowly, very sensuously, upon his buried cock. Dale panted and groaned, and lifted her ass so that his prick could slam home deeper into her vibrating pussy.

"Mom! Oh Mother-you sweet, hot bitch! I'm going to come in you-let go my load in your cunt. Here it is-here it comes-oh Mom, Mom!

She quivered inside and out when the wondrous ejaculation hosed into her clenching pussy, when her son's young, powerful semen came spurting and splashing over her womb. The walls of her vagina clamped upon his shaft, gone very slippery in the oysterlike discharge. She bit down upon him with all the muscles of her cunt, rolled her pelvis and made his prick slosh around inside the saturated cavity of her vagina.

Dale's come, she thought-Dale's hot semen was now inundating her pussy; her son's come sliding inside her body-and it was a joy beyond description, a rapture so intense that Regina felt it like pain. How fabulous it was, to be fucked by him, how superb to be screwed by this son she had borne and raised and taught. Now she was helping teach him more about love, in the classroom of her pussy.

She never wanted him to take out his cock; she wanted to keep it captive in her body forever, to get stuck to him the way dogs sometimes do.

He breathed softly into her ear, "Mother, darling-what a crazy piece of ass you are-all hot and tight and juicy, just the way I always imagined you would be, if I ever got lucky enough to screw you. And I always dreamed about fucking you, since I was old enough to raise a hard-on. Believe me, I raised plenty of hards just looking at you. Man oh man-but I dig the way your sleek ass moves when you walk, and how your tits bob up and down, and that bitchy look around your eyes."

"My baby," she said, stroking his back and moving her ass in tender small circles, sliding her hairy pelvis over his. "Darling-I never knew. I mean, there were times when the thought of having sex with you passed briefly through my mind, but immediately following that thought came the big taboo of incest. So I shoved the idea away. Now I'm sorry I did. Just think of all the fucking we could have had by now."

"We'll make up for it, Mom," he said. "We'll fuck all we want, all we can stand, and then we'll think of something else."

"Oh son, I love you," she murmured, stroking tenderly upon his imbedded prick. "I love you in every way now-as my boy, my baby; as my lover, my husband-as my hard young prick."

He kissed her, slid his tongue into her welcoming mouth, but only for a little while; then he said against her lips: "Once I got a picture of you through the bathroom window, just when you were about to step into the shower. You were naked, and I used to stare at your body in that picture, especially at this golden, fluffy hair on your pussy, and I'd play with my cock, pretending I had it in you. Whenever you'd get a little high and go to bed with Dad, then I'd think-they're going to fuck. I'd sneak up to your door and listen. I heard you moan and talk dirty to him. I heard the bed squeak and once-I even heard the sound his cock made in your pussy when you were all wet and squishy. It made me crazy."

"Poor darling," she whispered against the smooth column of his throat.

"I'll make it up to you. Dale -Stella Baker wasn't your first lay, was she?"

"No," he said. "I was fifteen when I screwed my first girl, and I've had four others since. But you know-I always pretended they were you.

I'd close my eyes and pretend that I was cramming my prick into the cunt I wanted most, your cunt."

"How sweet," she said, caressing his ass. "And you didn't hate me last night, seeing me do all those things with your father and Chuck; yes, and with Stella, too?"

"Hate you? How could I, Mom? That really proved to me you were everything I hoped-so hot you'd fuck anywhere; so wild you'd suck cock and so far-out that you would swing with a woman, and play sixty-nine eating her pussy. I want you so bitchy, you'll do everything with me, and so I can do everything to you."

She sighed tremulously. "Anything you want, darling; everything you desire. Tell me something else-did any of the girls you screwed-did any of them go down on you, eat that glorious prick?"

"No," he said. "They're kind of touchy about that."

"Then I'll be the first," she said. "I'd love that. Wait-not Stella, either?"

He shook his head, kissed her lips softly. "Not her, either. I was too worn out, after fucking her three times running. She said she was going to, though."

"After me, she will," Regina said. "I'm going to get at least one cherry from my own son."

And with that, she twisted out from under him, snapped his stiff cock from the clasp of her pussy with a practiced roll of her ass, and urged him over onto his back.

"There, baby. Just lie there and relax while your mother takes care of you with some nice oral sex."

He said, "Shouldn't I wipe off, or something?"

"No way," she said quickly. "I want to eat you just as you are, with your semen still on your cock, mixed with my juices."

She leaned over and kissed his mouth, running her tongue in and out while he caressed her dangling tits. Then she moved down to the base of his throat, and over to one of his little boy nipples, licking it and biting it gently. She gave the other nubbin the same tantalizing treatment, and left for the satiny planes of his belly.