my horny mom prt2

Patty refused to fuck her son again that day, as often as he
pestered her for another chance to slide his seemingly always hard
cock into her pussy. Refusing him wasn’t easy. She spent most of
the evening finger fucking, locked in her room and feverishly rubbing
her wet pussy, all to thoughts of the joy she’d experienced with her
son’s huge prick.

The next morning, Walter came to the breakfast table completely
naked, with an enormous throbbing hard-on that was already leaking
tasty looking cum juice. He made a valiant effort to fuck his mother
again, squeezing and fondling her body as she served him breakfast,
making her look at his magnificent cock. Again, Patty turned him
down.

Again, she had to spend the next several hours finger fucking.
She knew it was worth the effort. Her torrid fuck and suck session
the day before had been a one-time degenerate episode that could
never be repeated. What kind of mother spread her legs and opened
her pussy for her very own child?

Early that afternoon, Patty dressed and went shopping. The
first thing she heard when she let herself back into the house was
the frantic moaning and screaming upstairs. Patty just stood there,
unable to believe her ears, instantly feeling her pussy growing wet,
hot and sticky under her panties. Then she rembered what her son had
said the day before. He’d decided to keep his promise. He’d brought
home some young girl to fuck.

“Oh, fuck me, Walter!” The girl was obviously in the throes of
ecstasy. She sounded very young. “Unngh! Oh, fuck me with your big
cock, fuck me hard! Make me cum, Walter!”

Patty put the groceries on the kitchen counter. She was
trembling. She went upstairs, her mind already filing with obscene
images, of her hung son slamming his dripping prick into some lucky
little slut’s gooey cunt.

The voices grew louder. Her son’s bedroom door was open. Patty
told herself not to look, told herself that the sight of her son
fucking another girl would again put her incestuous lust for him over
the edge. Patty couldn’t help herself. She stood in the open door,
staring in.

The girl was young, blonde and slinky. She was on top of
Walter, who lay on his back, smiling up at her, his hands folder
behind his head. The girl had a very quick, nimble ass, and she was
now gyrating it in a frenzy, frantically pistoning her wet little
pussy up and down Walter’s cock.

“Gonna cum,” the girl panted. She clutched Walter’s shoulders,
shuddering as she slammed her hairy little fuck hole onto the base of
his prick. “Fuck me, Walter. Love your prick, Walter! Fuck me,
fuck me….”

“Get out,” Patty hissed.

“Oh, shit!” the girl said.

The girl leapt off the bed, making Walter’s cock slide out of
her pussy with an obscene popping sound. Patty advanced on her
menacingly. Thirty seconds later, the anonymous little slut was
gone, having set a potential world record in wiggling into her
clothes and dashing down the stairs.

She was alone in the house with her son again. Patty stood at
the foot of the bed, breathing hard, staring at her son’s enormous
cock.

“What was the meaning of that?”

“I was horny,” Walter shrugged, with a grin. “I told you I
might bring some chick over, Mom. I mean, if you won’t fuck me
anymore, why shouldn’t I?”

“You’re disgusting,” Patty hissed. “A girl that age, fucking
her like that right in your room. With the door wide open. You
ought to be ashamed of yourself. Can’t you ever think about anything
but your big cock?”

“Nope. Matter of fact, I’m thinking about it right now. Why
don’t you let me fuck your tight pussy again, Momma? Shit, I’d shoot
my cum up your pussy than that chick’s any day.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“Come on, Mom.”

He got off the bed, naked, his enormous fuck organ wagging
obscenely before him as he advanced on his chaste, secretly sex-
starved mother. Patty just stood there. She knew she could have
left, or yelled at him again. But watching Walter’s gigantic cock
boring into the young girl’s pussy had made her so, so horny. Her
cunt was throbbing again, beating as it oozed juice into her panties.
Patty needed a good fucking very, very badly.

“Take your hands off of me,” she said feebly.

But she didn’t mean it, and they both knew it. Walter led her
to the bed. He put her on her back, letting his mother lie there as
he stripped off her clothes. Her large, stiff-nippled tit melons
wobbled tantalizingly as he pulled off her huge bra, and Walter paused to
nurse on his mother’s tits, to slurp her red nipples deeply between
his lips.

Off came her shoes, her skirt, her wet, cunt juice-smelling
bikini panties. Then the fuck-hungry mother was completely naked.
Walter joined her on the bed, crawling up between her legs.

“Cock ’em up, Mom.”

“No, Walter.