my horny mom prt3

“How long have you fantasized about a sexual relationship with
your mother, Walter?” Margaret Kelly asked.

“Is that what she told you?” Walter raised his eyebrows. “That
I fantasized about it?”

“Is there something else I should know?”

Walter hesitated. “No. No, that’s it. I fantasize about it.”
He grinned. “Yeah, I’ve been fantasizing about it a lot these days.”

Margaret squirmed on the chair across from his, tapping the
pencil tip meditatively on the note pad. She rembered the call she’d
received that morning, and the frantic sound in Patty Wayne’s voice
as she’d begged Margaret to accept a counseling appointment with
Walter that afternoon.

Walter had seemed pretty sullen when he’d entered her home a few
minutes before, and followed her into her small office in the rear of
her house. Margaret now considered the leering tone of his voice and
wondered if he had, in fact, already fucked his mother.

It was possible. It wouldn’t bother Margaret in the least, if
it were true. To the school board and the local PTA, Margaret came
across as a modestly-priced counselor who occasionally helped out
boys who were having problems in school. What the school board
didn’t know was that Margaret helped out most of these boys by
letting them fuck her. The only reason she ever worked as a
counselor was that it gave a chance to suck and fuck with lads just
about Walter’s age.

Margaret was thirty-six now, and looked at least four years
younger. She was petite with dark brown hair had a girlish body
highlighted by extremely large, very suckable tits. Margaret had
married when she was very young, birthing one child, Henry, who was
now almost sixteen. Her husband had divorced her three years ago.
Margaret lived off of his alimony checks and the money she made from
counseling, which wasn’t much.

The ironic thing was that her husband had divorced her because
of her extremely strong appetite for sucking and fucking young studs.
A young stud’s cock, Margaret felt, stiffened much more rapidly than
that of his older counterpart, and invariably sprayed more hot, tasty
cum juice into her mouth or pussy or asshole. Young boys always
fucked very hard and fast, which was just how Margaret liked getting
her pussy pounded, and they were always eager to keep fucking and
cumming all night.

Margaret had seduced many troubled lads that the school board,
PTA or principal’s office had referred to her. The best cure for
most young male problems, she felt, was a healthy dose of fucking and
cocksucking. It was rare for any boy to act up at home or at school
if he was getting the cum sucked out of his cock on a daily basis.
Margaret was always eager to relieve a lad in this fashion,
particularly if his cock was long and fat. The bulge in Walter’s
pants indicated that he had a long, fat one too.

Margaret had always had a special appetite for sucking the jizz
out of unusually big, stiff hard-ons. Her husband had been well-
endowed, and the glue that had held their marriage together had been
her penchant for nightly cocksucking. Now, Margaret felt violently
aroused by even the faint possibility that young Walter had actually
fucked his own mother. The most intensely satisfying fantasies she’d
ever had, which she’d suppressed religiously, were those of teaching
her own, innocent Henry how to suck and fuck.

“I might be missing the point, Walter,” Margaret said. “When
your mother called me this morning, she told me that her problem with
you has become very serious. She said that you’ve frankly confessed
a sexual interest in her, and that you’ve even tried to initiate a
sexual relationship with her. Now, I get the impression that this
incestuous contact has progressed farther than your mother indicated.
Is that true?”

“Whatever she told you.” Walter shrugged.

“Did you fuck your mother, Walter?”

Walter just stared at her. Margaret moved her chair closer.

“It’s perfectly all right with me if you do, Walter. Mother-son
incestuous contact is far more prevalent than most people think. The
cock of a boy your age can grow stiff many times each day with a
little provocation. Boys your age can be very sexually aggressive,
and it’s natural for them to make strong passes at available women,
especially their mothers. I want to assure you, Walter, that any
admission you make to me won’t leave this room. Now tell me the
truth. You have fucked your mother, haven’t you?”

Walter hesitated only a moment longer. Then he smiled.

“Yeah, I have.”

“Who initiated this sexual contact?” Margaret asked, as she felt
her cunt getting wet and hot.

“I did. She didn’t mind it much, though. She thinks she did.
That’s why she sent me here.”

“Why did you want to fuck your own mother, Walter? Were you
just so horny that any pussy would do, or did you have a particular
craving to fuck her?”

“Both.”

“Would you say that you have a very high sex drive, Walter?”

Margaret picked up the pencil and pretended to take notes.

“Very.”

“Do you masturbate a lot?