15 comments/ 210387 views/ 73 favorites Jimmy and Penny Ch. 01 By: Ernest Hemingsex WARNING: If you are not 18 or older, please leave this page immediately. Incest—a word that has extreme negative connotations. The image that most often comes about when the word is mentioned is that of a father forcing himself on his daughter. Any forcible sex act, especially done by a parent to a child, should result in the parent being punished in legal and non-legal ways. This is a fantasy of consensual incest between adults. It is intended for adults who are interested in reading about consensual sex between relatives. If this offends you, do not continue any further. * Man, is she smoking hot! Jimmy thought to himself. Raven, wavy hair which fell several inches past her shoulders. Brown eyes that looked soft and sensuous. Full, alluring lips. 5' 6", 119 lbs. A rack of breasts that appeared to be in the 36-37" neighborhood. An ass so tight you could bounce a quarter off of it. How can she not be hot? She bore a resemblance to Salma Hayek. The woman Jimmy was looking at and mentally lost in was a cougar and a MILF. Penny was 41, and he saw her every day since the spring. One problem. Actually Jimmy looked at it as a challenge. She was his mother. Young men are not supposed to look upon their mothers with lust. Young boys are not supposed to think X-rated thoughts about their female parent, ala Kay Parker. But Jimmy was not most young men. The 22 year old, 6' 1" and handsome, was built like a jock but without the stereotypical jock brain. He did not care what society thought especially when you are given such a golden opportunity. Several months before his college graduation, Jimmy's parents filed for an uncontested divorce. Penny initiated the proceedings after discovering her husband was cheating on her. She unexpectedly visited him one day for lunch at his shipping business and found his barely legal secretary on her knees giving oral dictation. He right-away agreed to the split, contending he preferred his younger lady. Jimmy, away at the university, had no idea of his father's liaison. During spring break, he went home to see his parents (instead of the typical college kid going wild on spring break.) He was devastated at the divorce. The seed was planted one day during his stay at home for Jimmy to start considering his mother as a drop-dead gorgeous woman. He was all by himself watching television in the living room. He truly wasn't concentrating on MTV. His mind was like a washing machine on the spin cycle. His thoughts were on his father and what he did. Jimmy leaped from his chair to standing in front of the TV. "How the hell can Dad do this?!" He ran his fingers through his full, brown hair. His face was an expression of both anger and hurt. "How the hell can he cheat on Mom. She's such a fox!" The last statement snapped Jimmy out of his anti-father thoughts. He was shocked he said this. He realized in order for him to say it, he had to think it first. He was surprised that his mind created such an image of his mother. Sure he knew she looked like the sultry Mexican actress, and on more than one occasion had to remind his friends that she was his mother and not a MILF or a cougar. But his mindset had just instantaneously changed. They were right. She is a MILF and a cougar! A combination of protectiveness and ordinary young male sexuality now entered his brain. She was his. She was his mother, his MILF, his cougar and he wanted her—sexually. He wanted to French kiss her willing mouth...to squeeze and orally savor her large and eager breasts...to tickle and taste her starving and receptive pussy...to have her succulent lips wrap around his 9 inches of hard manhood and then swallow his load...and to fuck her like there was no tomorrow, satisfying both her and himself over and over again. He knew this was off the charts. But everyday—every moment—after he jumped from the chair, Jimmy saw Penny and her exquisite beauty as reinforcement of his new thinking. Every stretch of a dress or top across her ripe mammaries...every time jeans were snug and displayed her half-moon-like ass crack...every time shorts highlighted the V between her smooth thighs, Jimmy felt more and more comfortable with being sexually attracted to his mother, and the opportunity that was before him. Here was a ravishing woman, dumped by her husband for a younger lady, living under the same roof. What's a normal guy going to do or want to do? But dude, she's your mom. That fact as a hindrance to Jimmy's intentions lasted maybe two seconds. The illicit nature of what he was fantasizing about ignited his hormone-running mind like a wildfire. Jimmy began planning to seduce his mother. For the rest of the senior year he would stay at home. Driving to and from the campus was a bit of a pain in the ass. It was almost two hours each way. But with his new found affection and objective, he didn't care. He realized this would take some time. Besides the incestuous aspect, there was the fact that she had been severely burned by his dad and was in a very sensitive state. Any woman would feel this way. Jimmy knew this, and in the seduction process wanted to shield her from further emotional injury. When he claimed (to himself) that she was his, he also meant it like a bodyguard. As soon as word got out, Penny was getting divorced, men who knew the family would be happier than a pig in shit. Did you hear? Penny Tonello is getting divorced! They would be licking their horny chops. No way would Jimmy allow this. He would be her Secret Service agent. Now granted he also wanted to get in between those long legs, but he would be much more considerate and patient than other guys would be. This was his mother, after all. He still loved her like a mother. His seduction would include time for her healing, and treating her with sincere attention and affection. Jimmy's mind became awashed in the forbidden, triple X-rated thoughts and dreams about his beautiful and buxom mother. One particular dream was his favorite. He chuckled because in it, he didn't have to do any seduction work. It was set almost a year after the divorce completed. Penny was still gun-shy about dating, but her physical needs which had been dormant, were starting to reawaken and with a vengeance. She masturbated constantly, even coming close to doing it in the ladies room stall at her law firm's office. That day she was so on fire and in need to pleasure herself. So to avoid taking the big chance of frigging off in the ladies room, she in her cubicle stuck her finger down her throat to induce vomiting. And vomit she did, hitting the carpet near her waste basket. She called her manager, who saw the hurl on the floor and quickly told her to go home. Bingo! On her ride home, her glee of escaping work to tend to herself excited her. She was maybe ten minutes away from her home and heading for a traffic light that was yellow. Her horniness was overwhelming. Her black silk panties were soaking. She needed just to touch her cunt, give it a quick reassuring rub. Her sexual fury since the divorce had her jokingly thinking of her breasts and vagina like needy children always wanting attention. The light changed to red. Penny had been slowing down the car for the impending red light and now stopped. Her Chrysler Crossfire was the first and only car at the traffic light. Now was her chance. She put the car in Park. She opened her bare legs and slipped her right hand under the waistband of her Victoria Secrets thong. The whole area felt humid and her sex was "sweating." Her fingers were parted. The flats of the index and pinky digits felt the slickness of her thighs. The rest of her finger flats breezed over the sparse flat tuft of pubic hair, which was damp. Now all five fingers, no longer spread, along with the palm glided downward over her sweltering privates. Penny arched her back and closed her eyes. The hand came up slightly, remaining inside her panties, then descended again, and began a quick circular pass over the lips. "Ohhhhhhhh," the brunette exhaled. Her pussy lips were engorged and slick. She spread the two wet rubbery petals, wanting to insert a finger into her hungry hole. She knew better. This and touching her clit would result in a climax. She did not want that. She would cum (and cum, and cum) after she got home, stripped to her birthday suit, and threw herself on her bed to reach nirvana. Instead, she did another circular pass-over the entire female organ. She then withdrew her hand, opened her eyes, relaxed from the back arching, closed her legs, and brought her five digits up to her nose. She did a slow inhale of her slick and shiny hand. She closed her eyes again. The smell sent a jolt down her spine. It was a profound, musky aroma. Penny had become recently addicted to her own smell and the taste of her secretion when she pleasured herself. She resisted the urge to send out her tongue for a lick. "Hmmmmm," she sighed at the muskiness. The divorcee opened her eyes. Something made her look to her left. There was a stunning blonde watching her with mouth wide open in the car next to her. Penny's eyes bugged out like in the cartoons. Blondie's mouth closed and her face became dreamy. Her eyes were locked on the eyes of the self-pleasuring mom. Penny was initially mortified that she had been seen masturbating, especially by another woman. Then a low-grade shock went through her system. The mortification soon became a turn-on. She was now excited that she had been seen. But why couldn't it have been a man. The divorcee's reeling thoughts paused. Yet, she probably saw me doing something that she's probably done to herself before, not just so publicly. Her mind paused again. This blonde voyeur is gorgeous. I... I wonder if she got turned on watching me. Pause I...I...I wonder what it's like making love to another woman. She returned the stare to the blonde. A horn behind Blondie's car broke the mutual gaze. Without break their eye contact, the blonde blew Penny a kiss and sped off. The mind of the divorced mother took a few seconds to clear. It was now her turn to speed off...to the delicious world of auto-erotica. She shifted out of Park and hit the gas pedal. Jimmy was trudging back to his home. His plans had abruptly ended. He and his friend intended to go into the city to see the auto show. His friend's father read him the Riot Act for not doing household chores and was thus banned from going. Jimmy was slightly down because it was the last day for the auto show, but he didn't want to go alone. He decided to walk the quarter-mile back to his home and figure out how to spend his day. It was almost lunch time, so the first thing on the order was something to eat. He entered his home through the back entrance facing the road he was traveling on. The sound hit him like an upper-cut to the jaw. "Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" That's Mom! Jimmy grinned and just stood in the kitchen. "Ewwwwwww!" She stepped out of work to get some. Good for her. I wonder who the lucky dog is. Jimmy remained silent waiting to hear a secondary voice in orgasmic bliss. No other sound except the moans from his mother was heard. The 22 year old's cock jumped in his pants. I don't hear anyone else. That must mean she is...His grin turned to a full cheek-to-cheek Kool Aid smile. He suddenly felt like a kid waking up Christmas morning. He removed his sneakers and quietly scampered down the hall to his mother's bedroom. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." The bedroom door was about half-way open. He covertly positioned himself back to the wall near the room entrance. His eyes flew open to their physical limits and he was the second person that morning whose jaw dropped when they saw Penny. The scene would have rivaled any porno film. His sexy mother was laying on the bed stark naked with her left hand cupped under her left breast, her other hand between her splayed thighs rubbing her cunt, and moaning like a cat in heat! Jimmy felt like he was strapped in the electric chair and the switch was flipped. Only this was an "electrocution" of raw sex...raw forbidden, taboo sex. He was transfixed, and his penis grew rapidly. The horny 41 year-old leered down at her chest. She squeezed the breast, felt its weight, kneaded it like a fleshy mountain of dough...over and over again. The nipple, just like the other one, was erect, reaching for the sky at over ½ an inch from the aureole. "Oh, yesssssssssssssssssss!" she bellowed, not realizing she was putting on a sizzling solo performance for her flabbergasted but appreciative son. She flicked with her thumb the left teat. She shivered, as her nipples were sensitive when she was aroused. Her thumb circled the energized aureole, which was full of "the flush's" little bumps. She rolled the aroused nipple between thumb and forefinger, occasionally pulling on it. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," she yelled in a high pitch. Meanwhile her other hand was expertly tending to her sex garden. Her long well-toned legs were spread before Jimmy, giving the overheating offspring a literal bird's eye view of his mother's pussy. It was very wet...sopping wet, and swollen. Loud squishy sounds could be heard as her middle finger increased slipping in and out of the slick opening. The mother panted with appreciation and passion. "Oh yes! Yes! I need this so bad. So bad. It feels soooooo good!" Jimmy wrestled to keep his breathing under control. He did not want to ruin this magnificent sight. His jeans now looked like a big-top tent, his male organ at full extension. He didn't no where to look at—her massive heaving breasts with her hand still tweaking the left nipple, her glistening pussy lips which seem to suck in her coated finger, the now rolling of her curvy hips which seemed to have started as her finger-fucking delved deeper, or the look on her beautiful face—one of impending orgasmic delight. The son's heart was beating like a heavy metal drummer's solo. He felt like he would have a heart attack. He tore his eyes away from the erotic scene and scanned the room. His mother's business jacket, skirt, bra, panties and ankle-strap heels were strewned all over the floor around the bed. The window shades were drawn. He could picture his mother, ditching work due to extreme horniness and returning to her bedroom where she first pulled down the shades and then couldn't strip fast enough to begin playing with herself. His dick began to ache at the imagined image, and the real one before him. The sexy divorcee moaned and grunted louder, "MMMMMMMMMMM, AHHHHH, AH, OH, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Penny was starting to finger herself with increased fervor. The slurping sounds were echoing throughout the room non-stop. Her sap was leaking out of her pulsating gash, down along the crack of her ass, to the bed sheet. That ass began small bounces off the bed. Her breathing sounded like an asthmatic. Jimmy was mesmerized as her open, drenched cuntal lips continuously allowed the finger to enter and exit the equally drenched opening. And yet, when withdrawing the middle finger, the lips seemed to suck the finger into remaining inside her bubbling slit. Her clitoris, flushed, stood with glorious approval of the activity taking place. The son had succeeded in controlling his breathing, but the whole erotic scene was still was doing a number on his sensory system and his genitalia. He thought his mother would soon get herself off and eventually he would have to stealthily backtrack to the kitchen. His mother, lost in her world of lust, had other plans. Jimmy dropped his jaw for a second time. The wonton mother ceased her hips from bouncing and slowly pulled her middle finger from her frenzied honey pot. She glared at the whole digit which was coming forth from between her parted thighs. The finger was shiny and slimy...with her love juices. Her face, with a dream-like expression, now displayed a sensuous smile. She watched as she brought the cream-covered finger toward her left breast which all the while she stilled manually adored. Tip of finger met tip of nipple, and she smeared in a circular motion her ambrosia all over the nipple and aureole. When she finished it looked like a dark pink Hershey's Kiss covered in a liquidy gloss. The astonished Jimmy had to stifle a gasp. He would need to do it again. Penny craned her neck forward from the two stacked pillows. Using both hands to cup her left breast, she brought it to meet her just-slithered out tongue. She proceeded to flicker at her cum-coated nipple. After a few seconds of this, she put the whole nipple in her mouth and suckled herself. There was a small urgency as her mouth engorged itself on the teat. After a few more seconds of this, she slowly dropped her head back to the pillows. Her eyes were closed and she sighed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh—delicious!" Content but not satisfied, the mother dropped her left hand to her still-parted legs, and repeated the same steps. Her index finger pumped her fiery pussy like a Texas oil rig, causing her to again swoon aloud, while she manually loved her right breast with the other hand. Once more her finger brought the fresh-scooped nectar to the right nipple and aureole. Once more her tongue and mouth lavished the gooey top. Jimmy had been standing frozen solid against the hallway door. While his mother's left hand began strumming her cunt, he began to shake. When he saw her spread her sopping pussy lips and slip the index finger into the boiling crevice, her moans howling like a storm, he ejaculated in his pants. He had not even touched himself. His prick just lurched forward and unloaded in his Fruit of the Looms. He did nothing about this. He wasn't embarrassed. He didn't move. He just stared at his porno-like mom and came in huge globs. At that instant Jimmy had to have his mom...to eat...to fuck. This whole situation was like finding a wallet full of cash and no one else is around. It was a gift that he was not about to pass up. He decided to throw caution and society standards to the wind. He quietly crept back to the kitchen and stripped. His clothes including his sticky shorts were quickly on the kitchen floor near where he had left his sneakers. He tip-toed back to his mother's bedroom. "Ooooohhhhhh, Yeahhhhhhh! This feels soooooo good! " Penny groaned passionately. You haven't felt anything yet, mom. Jimmy was back at the doorway. He was waiting for her to close her eyes just a little longer than she had been doing on and off during the entire masturbatory session. His heart began its drum solo. Perspiration formed on his forehead. He got down to his knees and peered at his overheating mother waiting for her eyes to close and stay close for a bit. She looked down as both her hands were between her bent, spread thighs. Come on! Come on! He silently urged. The mother tossed her head back and closed her eyes. That's it! Jimmy needed to open the door slightly more to crawl through and get to the bed. He slightly pushed apart the door and began moving to the bottom of his mother's bed...and to the pulsating pink treasure she was unintentionally offering him. Jimmy moved like a lion stalking prey. His vision was on her wide-open, simmering sex. He was about half-way there. He took a quick glance at her eyes. Still shut. Excellent! The horny son got to the foot of the bed undetected. He moved swiftly between his mother's legs. His hands brushed aside her hands from her public area and dropped his head. His mouth quickly covered her wet cunt, and he immediately lunged his tongue deep into her dripping hole. Penny's eyes flew open at the sudden removal of her hands and the unexpected probe of her vagina. She looked down in shock and horror. Jimmy and Penny Ch. 01 "Jimmy! What are you doing?!" He began a circular motion of his head and just burrowed his tongue further down in her forbidden, pink and soaking sugar walls. Penny protested, "Jimmy! This is wrong! No! No!" She brought her hands to the top of his head, attempting to push his head from her nether region. Jimmy was undeterred and continued orally fucking his sexy mother. His hands clutched her delectable and squirming ass cheeks as he snaked his tongue, keeping in sync with his rotating head, in a circular motion inside the wet and delectable depths of her pussy. He appreciated the heady aroma and tangy taste he was experiencing. The frantic mother continued staring down at her son who was eating her out. "No, baby, no. I am sorry you caught me like this but..." Her voice paused. The suddenness of her son's deed had passed and now incoming was the pleasure that he was giving her. He now laved at her delirious slit, top to bottom, bottom to top, occasionally stopping to nibble on her inflamed and syrupy lips. Oh, my! This feels sensational and wonderful! Her hands were lessening their pressure against his head. Then the opposite thought popped in. This is your son. This is incest. "No, honey, noooo!" she objected, but somewhat less strenuously than just a few seconds ago. The sexual energy, ecstasy, and release emanating from her loins was like a mass emailing throughout her body, washing over nerves, sensations, emotions...and morals. Jimmy noticed the difference in her verbal dissent and also her body cues. With his face and mouth pressed firmly against his mother's muff, he smiled. There was silence in the room. The silence lasted no more than ten seconds. That's all it took for the pleasure and ecstasy to completely envelope the sex-starved parent. With this came a new and unforeseen thrill: incest. "Oh yeah!" Penny sighed, seemingly after the major internal conflict had been decided. She started running her fingers through her son's hair, and now looking down at him with sensual appreciation. "Oh yeah, baby, yeah!" Jimmy was humping Penny's pubic mound with his face, jabbing his tongue inside and outside her ecstatic cunt, and brushed the tip of nose against her distended clitoris one time. Mom, you are delicious! "OH YES! YES! YESSSSSS!" He quickly stroked her clit with his nose tip again, and a third time with his tongue. The 22 year-old seemed to want to suck every ounce of his mother's outpouring juices. "Eat my pussy! Eat it Jimmy! Momma needs it so bad. Don't stop!" the ecstasy-filled brunette loudly encouraged. She closed her eyes, dropped her head and let her son work his oral magic. He mostly lapped at the adoring and soaked labia, and occasionally nuzzled quickly his right cheek against her raging clit. His mother was creaming like crazy. Penny roared "Eat me, my son!!! Eat me! Oh you're so beautiful, Jimmy." The ravenous son adjusted his head as he felt a little pain start in his neck. He began nibbling and kissing her slippery thighs. "STICK YOUR TONGUE IN IT! STICK YOUR TONGUE IN!" his mother ordered. Mom said I should always listen to her. So who am I to start arguing now? Jimmy sank his tongue back into his mother's pulsating chasm and worked it like Roto-Rooter. Penny sighed loudly and approvingly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" She then repeated her plea in a slightly lowered tone, "Don't stop! Don't stop!" Her shapely ass was bouncing joyously off the mattress. The son's mouth remained glued to the mother's vagina. Jimmy's nose, mouth, lips, and tongue were on overload from the swampy scent and tangy taste of his sexy parent. He also felt a rush from hearing her dirty language. She went from the pleasurable "Oh yes!" to the emphatic "Eat me!" to the commanding "Stick your tongue in it!" to the pleading "Don't stop!" His penis, which became fully stiff when he commenced cunnilingus, twitched at her dirty words. It wanted in on this forbidden feast. Despite Penny's pelvic thrashing, Jimmy slowed his oral adoration. His circular licking, after giving her clit a quick tongue swat, was becoming slower. Soon he pulled his face away from the open, frothy, and forbidden sheath to look at his mother. Her head was on the pillows, eyes closed, and her Angelina Jolie-like lips parted in an O-shape. Sensing his mouth and tongue were disconnected from her throbbing sex, Penny's eyes flew open in worry. She looked down at her son whose eyes, peering over her pubic bone, were locked on her eyes. Jimmy was flashing a brilliant grin, his face looking like a glazed donut with her expelled cream all over it. Why did he stop?! Especially since I was ready to climax. She was about to voice this concern then stopped when he stood up...and his 9 inch, erection came into view. Her eyes flew open with shock, awe, and glee. My son's schlong is enormous! That's the longest one I've ever seen. And with girth. He's going to stick it in me? She returned his smirk as he moved onto the bed above her. Jimmy prepared to mount his mother. This is decadently...phenomenal! He mentally surmised. As the son's face neared hers, Penny's nostrils flared. She could smell her own sex aroma on him. This made her push her lips to his. The two sets of lips met...and locked. Their heads swirled round and round in animalistic fervor. Penny loosened her lips to send out her hungry tongue. Jimmy did the same and the incestuous tongues danced together, whirling and twirling each other, almost like in desperation. A mixture of her sauce and their mutual saliva passed forth between their mouths. The sex-crazed mother shivered; her son's hard flesh-club pressed into her stomach. This is incest...and like McDonald's: I'm loving it! exclaimed Penny's electrified mind. David, kneeling between her sexy legs, leaned on his left hand and gripped his pole with the other. He guided the penis head to rub along her cunt lips. "Arrrgghhhh," the mother moaned. The son had already started leaking pre-cum. He stroked the crown of his cock up and down, then circularly along the soaked and pried lips, mixing his juice with his mother's. He was teasing himself and her. "Oohhh yeah," the son returned the moan. "Mom, you're soooooooooooo fucking wet!!" Before she could respond, the excited son now directed his sensitive penis head to stroke her clit in small circles, amplifying their arousals. They wailed and quivered simultaneously. The foxy parent could not take it anymore. Her heart was pounding and her head felt like it wanted to explode. "Jimmy I can't take the teasing anymore! I NEED you to—" He also could not take anymore of the teasing. In her mid sentence, he moved his hard-on down and inserted the hungry head in between her eager labia. Penny immediately fell silent and looked at her son who just slipped the tip of his dick into her receptive orifice. He had a look of just-won satisfaction on his shiny, cream-varnished face. Jimmy felt his cock-head throb within his mother's forbidden fruit. In turn, her pink hole was delighted and lovingly squeezed him tight. Penny's pussy was so used to enveloping her own fingers instead of a nice stiff one. But it was like the proverbial "riding a bike—you never forget." It's been so long...and this one is so long! The mother's libido mused. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, SON!" He moved further inside slowly. Inch by inch he motioned. He had to fight from slamming in all at once, knowing how much time his mother went without sex. He could feel the tightness...and it was exquisite! The wet insides of her private area—the area that he was not to supposed to be in—welcomed his entering sausage. "Oh, Mom! You feel wonderful!" he whispered in her left ear. "You, too, baby," she countered with bated breath. Her cuntal muscles gave her son's shaft a squeeze. Her hips commenced small motions. The slickness of her vagina's insides made the rest of the journey easy for his erection. His overjoyed balls touched her soft buttocks—Jimmy was now fully and entirely inside his luscious mother, Penny. The theme from Rocky went off in his head. Mother and son, joined at the sex organs, grunted like animals on the National Geographic channel. Meanwhile, the sex-famished divorcee had her own song in mind: Shakira's Hips Don't Lie. Her hips increased their tempo. She was eternally grateful her son—her son of all people—for taking his time entering her, especially with his huge slab of beef. But he was bottomed out now, and she wanted to be fucked like the world was about to end. She wanted to be fucked by her son! Jimmy retook the initiative and slowly withdrew his hard-on, leaving only the tip inside his mother. And then quickly pushed the whole prick back into her. "OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she groaned. He, with a smile of pleasure and a sense of lust, looked down at her. His mouth then smothered hers for another passionate kiss, as he began pounding his mother like a jackhammer. Up and down...down and up...over and over again Jimmy fucked Penny. He eagerly plunged...she eagerly accepted. Her legs were spread to the max. He was doing non-stop push-ups. They occasionally broke kissing and tongue dancing to breathe and moan. "Uhhhhhh, Mom! You're SO FUCKING GOOD!" The bombshell mother grinned appreciatively. "You too, baby! AHHHHH, OH, AHHHH! So big! Soooo GOOOOOOOD!" They literally dripped sweat. She wrapped her long legs around his muscular back. The smacking sound of flesh against flesh played like a broken record. The son seemed bent on impaling his bucking mother to the bed, which was now squeaking wildly. She slid both hands down to his ass and squeezed his buttocks. She was peaking. "OHHHHHHHH! I'M COMING! OH JIMMY, I'M COMINNNNGGGG! YES! YES! MORE! MORE! FUCK ME MOORRRRRREEE! FUCK MMMMEEEEE!" The son could only grunt and breathe raggedly. He could feel his time was also approaching. "Arghhhh, mom. I'm about to cum too!" Since he wasn't wearing a condom, he started motioning to completely exit from her. Penny sensing this, tightened her legs' grasp around her son. "DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!" she ordered through clenched teeth. She looked incensed and sounded possessed. This shocked Jimmy. But it was only for two seconds, and then he pushed back into her wanting cunt. She returned to her pending long-awaited sexual release. The mother panted and then her orgasm ripped through her mind and body. "JIMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" she howled. On the second down-stroke after his mother's Exorcist impersonation, Jimmy erupted like Old Faithful into the same place he came from. He tossed his head back with eyes closed. "ARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" he yelled as air quickly exhaled from his lungs. Joyous alarms went off in Penny's head and her body shook. She could feel her son's prick wildly coughing out thick jets of cum deep into the convulsing walls of her muff. "That's it! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!. Fuck your mother! Give me more of your cock and cum!" She rode the wave of long-awaited erotic pleasure, releasing a torrent of her sex syrup. The 22 year old's ejaculation was thunderous. He knew and felt this was different from prior times. It was because he was spraying his seed deep into his wanton mother. Their bucking bodies started to decelerate. The bed's creaking, as a result, also slowed. The bedroom smelled like a whorehouse during Fleet Week. Mother and son were awashed in sweat, saliva, and bodily fluids. Soon they were motionless, he still on top. They kissed, more tenderly this time. They gazed into each other's eyes, and Penny said with a laugh, "You motherfucker." Jimmy and Penny Ch. 02 WARNING: If you are not 18 or older, please leave this page immediately. Incest—a word that has extreme negative connotations. The image that most often comes about when the word is mentioned is that of a father forcing himself on his daughter. Any forcible sex act, especially done by a parent to a child, should result in the parent being punished in legal and non-legal ways. This is a fantasy of consensual incest between adults. It is intended for adults who are interested in reading about consensual sex between relatives. If this offends you, do not continue any further. ********** Jimmy's seduction plan started out in a natural way: a caring child tends to a hurt parent. He always was there for his mother, spending time with her, and doing whatever he could for her. He even told his father he was not invited or welcomed at the graduation ceremony. This was his own anger against his dad. He also did not want his mother to see her soon-to-be-ex on a day she was supposed to be happy. The male parent sadly acquiesced. The night of graduation Jimmy drove his happy yet heartbroken mother to an out-of-the-way restaurant. Besides wanting to get the seduction ball rolling, the son didn't want more questions where his father was from classmates and their parents. Penny and Jimmy had agreed to say that his father, who had moved out with his new girlfriend, was sick in bed and thus couldn't make Commencement Day. Penny and her son entered Giovanni's restaurant. He was dressed to the nines in a navy two-piece suit, light blue shirt, red and white tie with matching pocket hankie. But it was Penny who, as always, got the most stares. It was primarily due to her huge breasts, along with her pretty face, and long legs. She was in a pink dress and white 9 West heels. The pleated hem reached her knees and except for a dash of cleavage showing, was actually modest. The maitre de and waiter both did double-takes at the buxom woman. Penny was so used to this but cared even less as her personal life was in the shredder. She was in fact glad her son had weeks before graduation spoke about coming here, this quiet and lesser-known restaurant. She quipped, "So, is this where you take all your dates?" "Honestly, I've never been here before. And I am glad this is the first time with my best and most beautiful date of all." The mother blushed. She knew from his voice he was being honest, and she really appreciated the compliment. Her mouth began to quiver, signaling the beginning of tears. "Thank you, honey," she replied in a shaky tone. It was all she could do from start bawling. Jimmy looked at his gorgeous mother, and smiled. I can see how his pearly grin could melt a girl. She returned the smile. The rest of the evening was a combination of dining, laughing, and the happiness they both felt for this milestone in the young man's life. As they prepared to leave after Penny paid the check, Jimmy gracefully put his arm around his attractive mother's 26 inch waist and strutted. The mother beamed, thinking nothing of this move by her son and feeling delighted from the dinner. From that night forward, Jimmy was the perfect son. He continued being sweet, and thoughtful. He cared for his mom, especially during moments when she felt sad about her doomed marriage. He held her in his arms, letting her cry and/or curse. He hugged her, not to cop a feel, but because she needed genuine affection during this time. He helped her with house work, and avoided arguing with Penny. He spent time with her, more than with his friends. He wanted to "be there" for her. A month after graduation, the receptionist at Penny's job buzzed her she had a delivery. Quizzically, the brunette left her desk and went to the front of the office. On the secretary's desk was a large bouquet of one dozen, long-stemmed red roses. She gasped when she saw the flowers and gasped again when she read the card. "For my lady. Love, Jimmy." When the mother returned home that night, she was on cloud nine. After entering and locking the front door, the sound of Motley Crue's Kickstart My Heart was emanating from her son's room. Crue? That meant he was working out. Merrily she walked—no, skipped down the hallway, and walked through her son's open bedroom door. Penny exclaimed, "Oh, Jimmy, sweetheart! Thank you for the roses!" The sight before her startled her. Jimmy was sitting on his workout bench, topless, and doing concentration curls. His left hand curled the dumbbell toward the shoulder. Bent forward, drops of sweat fell from his face. He turned his face at her and smiled. "Hi, mom!" He turned away, leaning to his CD player and shut off the music. The divorcee could not help but notice how his boxer gym shorts stuck in his ass, almost wedgy-like. Like a flash banner on a website, the words Nice buns, quickly came to mind. But the taken-back Penny almost lost her breath when her shirtless son turned around. His chest was chiseled, full of black hair, and his stomach was a washboard. His pink nipples were pointing right at her. His entire upper body was in a sweaty sheen, and he was breathing somewhat raggedly. His penis was not hard, but the crotch area of the boxers let the world know he was hung. What a bod! zipped through the 41-year old's brain. "You got them?" the son asked stupidly. He had been monitoring online the delivery service all morning. "Oh yes! And they're lovely!" answered the mom who had to withdraw from her visual stupor of this young Adonis advancing toward her. "I'm so glad!" He opened his arms to embrace her. She recoiled, somewhat jokingly, somewhat seriously. "Ewww, get away from me. You're all sweaty." This stopped Jimmy. His mother was successful in keeping her look at him above and not below the chin. "Babe, thank you so much for the roses. I can't remember the last time I got flowers." "You deserve them, Mom." He leaned his face toward hers, touched her right cheek with the palm of his right hand, and gave a quick peck on her left cheek. Penny was speechless. "I'm going to take a shower," he said matter-of-factly but in a hushed-tone. He left his bedroom and padded toward the bathroom. The knockout brunette was stunned at what just transpired. She was emotionally touched by her son's gesture with the bouquet, and was on sensory overload from seeing him, bare-chested, after finishing his work-out. The touch of the cheek and the kiss didn't help her senses either. "Mom!" His call broke her fog. "Yes, dear." He's taking a shower, and calling for you. "I'm sorry. I threw all the towels in the wash when I did the laundry this morning. Can you go in the closet and get a new one for me?" Michelangelo's David did the laundry for you and is now asking for a towel? "Sure thing, sweetie." She sprung into action, bounding for the linen closet in the hallway. She grabbed a fresh towel and slowed her pace to the bathroom. She gave a wrap to the closed bathroom door. "Come in," the 22 year old responded. The mother opened the door and entered the bathroom. Penny nervously looked at the frosted shower doors. She could only make out the outline of her son. She stifled a gasp when she saw the glazy profile of Jimmy's flaccid penis. It was like a lengthy piece of coil rope. "Ah, er, I'm leaving the towel on the toilet," she stammered as she dropped the green piece of linen on the closed toilet seat. Her eyes never left the naked profile of her son and his swinging tool. "Thanks, Mom!" "You're welcome." He heard the bathroom door close again. The naughty son grinned like the proverbial cat who at the canary. The parent dashed into the living room. She needed space and time to digest what was going on. Her breathing was slightly labored. Her pulse was rapid. She was anxious, and felt a tingling throughout her body. I haven't felt this way since my first boyfriend. What the hell is wrong with me? Penny nervously pondered. It was from that moment onward that the mind of the mother was a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. As time went on, Jimmy continued to be caring, attentive, sweet, and spent virtually all his free time with her. There was dinners in restaurants, dinners he prepared and had ready when she returned home from work, more flowers, mid-day calls from him just asking how her day was, movies, nights in with a DVD, smiles, laughter and enjoyment. He held her hand, hugged her when she was emotional, and occasionally put his arm around her shoulder or waist. There were also his "I love you's." This was all making Penny feel—as a woman, not as a mother—magnificent. Here was a handsome young man, albeit her son, making her feel so good after her ex husband made her feel so bad. Jimmy was a healing balm, distancing her from all heartache earlier in the year, and distracting her into a realm of renewed joy. But at the same time, Jimmy was a source of confusion. In the several months since that day she saw him finish his workout and take a shower, Penny had to deal with other similar "fleshy" occurrences. These situations took place much less frequently than the dinner-type ones, but yet affected her greatly. Her son strolled around the house without a shirt, without a shirt and in denim shorts, or in tight Levi's dungarees. He worked out with his door open. All of these bare-chested views started to leave not-the-usual impressions a mother has for her son. She was aghast and ashamed at the realization that she started liked seeing Jimmy without a shirt on. She reasoned that it was a combination of almost one-year since she had sex and the summer weather. I haven't been touched except by my own hands for almost a year. And off course Jimmy is going to be in his skivvies—it's the summer. This is all nothing. Then one morning the randy son entered the kitchen after waking up. He was clad only grey boxer shorts. He stood directly behind his mother, said good morning and leaned in to kiss her near the earlobe. Jimmy's peck sent a fast-current shock down her body, because her ears and earlobes were very sensitive areas. When he leaned into her, she felt his "package" briefly land against her left buttock. He was flaccid, but dragged his groin to the right buttock as he pulled away. He left the kitchen to return to his room. After the kiss, Penny had giggled and was about to shoo him away when she felt his sex organs on her ass. She, in surprise at such contact, lost her words. She just stood there. Her brain went into the Spin cycle with shock about what happened...and awe in wondering about her son's prick—what did it look like, how long was it, etc. For the rest of the day, the single parent was an internal conflict. If it wasn't for Ambien, she would have given into the brewing thoughts and masturbated that night. As the days went on, she attempted to banish the lustful musings. Alas the attempts were futile and Penny grudgingly made peace with the thoughts, feeling comfort in the reason that any woman without sex for a year and feeling a guy's groin on her ass, even if that guy was her son, would have X-rated thoughts about the guy. They're just thoughts. Almost three weeks later Jimmy walked into the kitchen again, this time in white jockey shorts. "'Morning, mom." "Good morning, sweetheart," the brunette replied joyfully—and with secret anticipation. She did not turn around to face her son. Will he rub against me again? Her heart started beating wildly when she heard his bare feet pad toward her. Her eyes bugged out when her son made contact. He was semi-hard! Jimmy leaned into her back and strategically slid his semi-erect prick over the dress' flimsy skirt material that covered his mom's ass. He nestled his half-staff organ along his mother's curvaceous butt crack while his arms went around her waist, just below her bust line, and his face went to her left ear area. "Hmmm," he whispered, "I love the smell of your shampoo, mom." Jimmy really did love the vanilla scent. He gave a quick peck behind the ear and...a nibble to the earlobe. He released his arms, headed to the counter where the Mr. Coffee was, poured a cup, and left. His thrilled cock immediately had risen more, and bobbed as he flopped back to his bedroom. Penny stood frozen. She couldn't believe what happened. Worst yet, she couldn't believe at her response. Her panties were moist, her clitoris throbbed, and her nipples were turgid...and her mind wantonly relished it all! She stood against the sink for support as the thoughts about her son's cock soon returned. I know he is circumcised. He seems to have length? He was semi-hard, I wonder how long he is at full staff? What about girth? Could I take him in my cunt? I don't think I could deep throat him. Penny literally felt dizzy. There was a mental protest of He's your son! Are you crazy? But this protest was growing weaker, as her physical needs were being awakened. A soft "oh," escaped from the foxy parent's mouth. She, while doing all that thinking, absent-mindedly was rubbing her crotch against the edge of the kitchen sink. The last stroke touched her aroused clit and sent her over the edge. She steadied herself with her hands on the countertop, slightly bent and spread her knees, then started bucking. Penny clenched her teeth together to prevent her wailing as she drenched her panties. "Mmm. Mmmmmm." The orgasming mother looked over her shoulders to see if Jimmy had returned. Thankfully he had not. She kept her eyes on the doorway, now grabbed her breasts to fondle and the nipples to rub, and continued bucking until she was spent. Almost an hour later, Jimmy returned to the kitchen for another cup of coffee. He had been on job websites since he wanted to pitch in financially. He hadn't heard or seen his mom since his infamous good morning. She wasn't around but there was a note on the table. Jimmy, I went to the mall. I didn't want to disturb you while you're job-hunting. Love, Mom. The 22 year old's nose twitched. He recognized the faint, musky scent. He noticed the kitchen window above the sink was opened. He smiled to himself. Meanwhile, Penny was just coming out of the ladies room at the nearby mall. She had just bought a new thong panty, red with lace trim, at the Victoria Secret outlet and slipped it up her long shapely legs. The previous pair, sexually soiled, was wrapped in toilet paper and in the bathroom waste receptacle. She stopped for a latte and a new purse. She honestly didn't need a new one but she had to have a reason for her departure when she returned home. "Jimmy?" she called out after locking the front door. "I'm in my room." "I forgot they were having sales at the mall so I dashed out. Let me show you this new hand bag I got." She rolled her eyes as she feigned getting a good buy. "Ok." The pretty cougar's heals clicked as she walked the hallway to her son's room. His door was locked. She always respected his privacy but since he told her to show the purse, she turned the knob. The son was standing with his back to her. He was in a blue plaid robe. "Hi ya," she greeted. He turned around. Penny's eyes flew open wide, her mouth opened and dropped, as did the new purse to the floor. His robe was opened and he was standing naked with a full erection in front of his mother. His lips formed a sly grin. "Jimmy!" Penny exclaimed. Michelangelo's David—and this time he's au naturale. In a very low, sexy tone Jimmy stated, "Mom, I think you are the hottest and sweetest woman on the planet. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since graduation. I've enjoyed being with you and treating you like you should be treated—like a queen. I know you've enjoyed this too. I also know you liked the first time I said good morning and liked even more this morning's greeting. I could smell you in the kitchen after you left." He paused and gazed hungrily and intently at his awestruck mother. She remained silent, her eyes now boring a hole on his outstretched dick. "Mom, I just wanted to let you know: whenever..." he trailed off, then continued. "Whenever you want it, whenever you need it—my hands, my mouth, or..." he made his hard-on twitch and his balls jingle. "You just say it...feel it...want it..."again he trailed off. "I'm yours." Her eyes lifted from the massive flesh club and took in the entire sight—the chiseled chest, the muscular legs, the handsome young face...back to the pink flag pole and the two pink orbs below it. My son is hot!!! Penny's mind was going into incestuous overdrive, but she still maintained a sliver of the "You can't do this because he's your son" disapproval. "Jimmy, we can't. I appreciate and love the way you've been with me but, but we can't do this. We can't. We're mother and son. We shouldn't —" Her weak and unconvincing protest was cut off as the naked son strolled toward her. His dick and balls merrily jumped about and was the reason his mother couldn't continue speaking. He swept his buxom parent in his arms and covered her mouth with his. "Mmmm," the mother moaned as Jimmy' slid his tongue into her mouth. Instinctively she wrapped her arms around his neck, and sent her own tongue out to meet his. Their tongues immediately hit if off, twirling and dueling as if this wasn't the first time they met. Penny crushed her huge breasts against her son. A tremor ran through Jimmy as he felt her hard nipple graze his hairy chest. At the same time, the gusset of her newly bought panties were getting awashed with her nectar. The 22 year old's hard cock pressed against the flatness of his mother's stomach. His right hand released its grip around Penny's waist, went up to his neck taking hold of her right hand, and brought it down to his erection. The mother's eyes, closed as her lips and tongue swirled with that of her son's, widen as her fingers made first contact with her son's solidified penis. She broke the kiss and peered down at what she at a hold of. "My boy's a really big boy," she playfully hissed. Jimmy grunted in agreement and replastered his lips to hers. He knew this was the hardest he's ever been. Her touch was tentative at first so his hand helped her stroke it. After the third motion, her grip tightened, his hand released itself from hers, and returned to encircling her waist. Penny was flabbergasted at how long, and how alive her son's tool felt in her hand. It was 9 inches, and throbbed and felt warm in her hand. The lengthy vein pulsed as the flats of her fingers and palm glided over it. The newly wanton woman slowly stroked her son's manhood, flicking her thumb over the plumb-shaped top. This sent shockwaves throughout his loins, and pre-cum dripped out. "Oh, mom!" he thrilled after stopping the kiss. He looked at her and saw a lust in his mother's eyes that he never saw before in a woman. They breathed heavily at each other. An illicit and forbidden hunger coursed through their individual bodies and between them. The overheating son's hands flew to the zipper on the back of Penny's dress and pulled it down. The brunette grudgingly let go of his pecker and worked with Jimmy to remove the dress. She shimmied her shoulders and he gently pulled. The dress descended along her sexy shape and was around her black pumps. She stepped out of the fallen dress and moved into her son. She arched her back, smiling seductively at her son. Jimmy thought he had died and gone to heaven. His hour-glass shaped mother stood in a white demi bra, red thong and black heels. Her turgid nipples seemed to want to poke right through the bra. Her shallow breathing made her massive tits look like they were going to leap out of the bra cups. He caught a whiff of the same smell from earlier in the kitchen. A quick glance to her crotch showed a bright stain on the front of the panties. But it was her breasts, those grand globes of flesh that caused so much male whiplash, which was the objects of Jimmy's current desire. Jimmy and Penny Ch. 02 "Take off your bra," Jimmy confidently commanded. As if in a trance, Penny obeyed, reached behind her back for the clasp. The bra was lying on the floor next to the dress. The son was in awe of his hot mother's big breasts, puffy aureoles, and pebble-like nipples. They rose and fell as her breathing increased. He huskily raved, "Oh mom! Your breasts are gorgeous." "They're not too big, are they?" she jokingly inquired. "Oh yes, mother, they are too big," Jimmy answered, leaning his face toward them, "and I love it." He mouth covered the left breast and his right hand cupped the other mammary. "Ohhhhhh, Jimmy" the Salma Hayek look-a-like cooed, leaning against the nearby bedroom wall and arching her back again. The son's mouth was on the big boob like a man given a three course meal after being shipwrecked for months. He suckled on it and the nipple, hungrily. Penny looked down as he orally adored her tit and mused to herself: Just like when he was a baby. Next he gently chewed the erect teat and rolled it between his lips. His tongue came out and laved around the nipple, aureole, and curve of the breast. Penny swooned, "Ahhhhh," and encouraged, "Yeah, baby, yeah! More! Love mommy's tits! Suck them! Feel 'them! Love them!" In the meantime, Jimmy's hand was deliriously fondling Penny's right breast. He tenderly squeezed, weighted and kneaded the fleshy globe, frequently tugging on the excited nipple and rolling it between thumb and forefinger. He then switched activities: he massaged the left breast and orally attended to the right. Her musky scent ascended into his nostrils and spurred him even more. The sounds of his slurps and suckles and her moaning filled the room. The scent soon had the burning boy thinking elsewhere. He glanced down at his mother's crotch. The front of her thong was completely wet, almost transparent. Her smooth inner thighs were coated in her sap. His fevered mother saw where was looking at. Once again she was his erotic cheering section, as she gyrated her panty-covered pussy. "Eat it, Jimmy! Go ahead! Eat me! It's all yours. It's hot...and wet—just for you my darling son!" Jimmy descended to his knees. Jimmy pushed face-first into the sodden underwear. "AHHHHHHHH!" the incestuous mother groaned. Jimmy swirled his face against her pubic section. The overpowering smell...the sexy feel of the panties...the delectable wetness, the forbiddeness of where his head was at—between his gorgeous mother's well-toned thighs—it was for him like no known narcotic. So as to not waist any time in getting to the taboo treasure, the son used both hands to disrobe the Victoria Secrets. His finger gripped the flimsy waistband and hurriedly pulled them down, over the damp thighs and long legs. When they were around her high-heels, Penny unconsciously stepped out of them and spread her long legs for her eager son. He was star-struck at seeing the place where we came from. His mother's cunt was magnificent. Her pubic hair was a black, and trimmed matted tuft. The hairs were matted from the recent release of sexual ambrosia. The labia were shiny, swollen, and pulsed with passion. The smell was marshy and intoxicating. He pressed his lips to hers and gave her starving sex a long, luxurious kiss. "Ohhhhhhhh, Jimmy!" Jimmy's tongue slithered out and lapped at his mother's cuntal lips. He took them into his mouth, and gently chewed on them. Then he pulled the delighted labia away from her crotch and let them spring back. The thrilled brunette exclaimed her approval. "Aarrgghhhhhh!" Jimmy was now ravenous. He lunged his head forward and fired his tongue out into the slippery, salmon-colored depths of Penny's vagina. "OH, YOU FUCK!" Penny grunted and began humping her son's face. A tidal wave of female oils came forth, along with a headier smell. Jimmy's entire faced was getting soaked and covered in this muff monsoon, and he LOVED it. His tongue delved deeper inside his mother's sodden gash. It seemed like he was literally trying to return to the place of his origin as he shoved his face at Penny's crotch. She, in turn, felt scandalous and electrified. Here was her hot and loving son...kneeling between her splayed thighs eating her out like she was a steak dinner. She had never been eaten out like this before. With her back flat against the bedroom, Penny draped her shapely right leg and pointed toes over his muscular shoulder and renewed grinding her crotch into his mouth. Her fingers did a combination of running through his brown locks and pushing his head further into her V. She could hear him say some things but they were muffled and sounded like animalistic grunts. Jimmy held onto his mother's quivering and slippery thighs, his tongue making curling motions in her sweltering hole. He then dabbed quickly at her engorged clitoris. "Oh yes!!!" she exhilarated. 'YES! That's it, baby!!" The son's tongue gently lapped twice more at the sensitive nub. But his hard cock wanted to get a piece of the action...this wild and incestuous action. Jimmy had to finally fuck this hot and sexy piece of cougar ass. He quickly pulled out from his mother's cunt and stood up. She had been panting like she was loosing oxygen; she looked at him with an intense quizzical look as if to say, What the hell? I was peaking! He rapidly shrugged off his robe so that he was now naked as she was (except for her shoes.) His right hand grabbed her left wrist and pulled her toward the side of his bed. He spun her around and bent her over, her succulent ass jutting outward and upward. Running on auto-pilot, Penny outstretched her legs to spread her cheeks more for her horny son. Jimmy was like a deer caught in the headlights at the explicit pose his mother showed him. The curves of her butt, looking like they were modeled after two half-moons, were splayed and offered a leaking cunt opening and a tight asshole. It was all so inviting. He opted for her quim and pushed the bulbous head of his cock through the pink petals. Mother and son grunted simultaneously, animalistically. "OH MOM!" "Ugghhh!" He let her cunt get used to the intrusion and prepare for more. The tightness that encompassed the son's penis was exquisite. It felt like a velvet glove. "You feel soooooooooooooo good, Mommy" he moaned. "You too, Jimmy! You too!" He eased a little more of his manhood into her wet and receptive orifice. "Aarrgghhhhhh! That's it, sweetie! Give me more of that fabulous cock!" "Mom, you're so fucking tight. I love it! Oh man, I love your sweet cunt! I love iiittttttttttttttttttttttt!" He withdrew his prick a little, thrusted in again, waited, pulled out just a bit, and then pushed in one more time. He repeated the steps and then, that was it! Jimmy now was all the way in his mother's cunt. The walls of her love tunnel, adjusting for his size and girth, welcomed the male member like a conquering hero. His cock was bathed in her secretions. Son and mother shrieked in delight, as his balls rested against her ass cheeks. "Baby you're so huge! I love it," she proclaimed looking over her shoulder with wide-open eyes at her son. She did a slow lick of her full lips. He smiled at her, feeling completely triumphant that his plan was coming (pun intended) to fruition. She pushed her butt back at him, and he began a slow steady fuck of his mother, doggie style. The lustful divorcee was beside herself. She had never had such a long piece of male meat inside her. It was beyond sensational. And what made it even more deliciously decadent was the fact that it was her son's penis that just bottomed-out in her bottom and was now hammering away. "FUCK ME, JIMMY! FUCK MEEEEEE!" "So sweet! So fucking hot and sweet!" he countered in between shallow panting. "SO SWEEET!" The strokes and breathing intensified. Penny had moved so that her hands and knees were on the bed, and Jimmy, now standing right at the bed's edge, was still connected to her rump. His hands on her hips held her steady, as the wet, slapping sounds resonated throughout the bedroom. Mother and son, copulating in a position like animals do, poured perspiration. The insatiable woman pushed off her hands and stood on her knees. She looked over her left shoulder and fluttered her tongue seductively at her son. He leaned in and connected his tongue to hers. Once again, their tongues danced together, their lips and salivas mixed. After several intense seconds of Frenching, Penny broke off the kiss and tossed her head back. She screamed, "That's it stud boy—FUCK ME! Fuck your momma. FUCK HER! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!" Her sweaty, sexy body undulated like the rolling surf at a beach. "UGH! UH, UHHHHHHHH," stammered the hard-working, hard loving son. The bed began creaking as Jimmy pounded his beautiful mother from behind. His motions were a frenzied, steady rhythm of in and out...back and forth...in and out... Her white-hot cunt simply oozed clear juice like a leaky radiator. Her bottom, thighs, legs, his below-the-waist area, and bed linen were soaked in her oils. "I'm fucking you, Mom! I'M FUCKING YOU!!" "THAT'S IT! FUCK ME HARD, MY SON!" He frantically plugged her, and she excitedly accepted. It didn't take long for Penny to get back to the orgasmic plateau she was reaching when Jimmy was eating her out. "OH, BABY! I'M GOING TO CUM!," she howled. "MY BABY'S MAKING ME CUMMM!!!!" Jimmy was moving like a fast-moving engine piston, screwing his frenzied mother. He soon got the "signal" that he was about to join her on Mount Orgasm. "Me, too, Mommy! I'M GOING TO CUM!" Penny changed her position so that she was hands and knees on the bed again. She gutturally ordered, "Cum in me! Cum in Mommy!" "OH YEAH!" he huffed in agreement. He, still standing, followed her change to being on all fours without slipping out of that juicy pussy and spread cheeks. There was an increase of their fevered mutual motions. Penny reached the top of Mount Orgasm first. "AAGGGHHH!!! I'M COMING, JIMMY!" She, the beautiful and desirous woman cast off for a younger gal, was literally seeing stars as her orgasm ripped through. The 22-year old could feel her juices splash over his bouncing balls. About three seconds later, Jimmy's culmination began. His tumultuous penis belched the first of many strand-like globs of spunk deep into his mother's awaiting and simmering cunt. For a second or two, he felt like he blacked out even though he was still bow-flexing in and out of Penny. "MOM! I'M CUMMMINNG!" "UUGGGHH! BABY! GIVE IT TO MEE!!" Their primeval and incestuous mating, moaning, and orgasming made the bed shake and squeak even more. It was almost like a race between the bed's squeaks and the illicit flesh slapping. This suburban bedroom sounded like an hourly motel. "AARRGGHHHHH!" 'OOHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Soon, as their mutual ejaculations tapered off, their motions also began to lessen. The groans also died down to ragged breathing. A small pop sounded when Jimmy pulled out of Penny's slit. He smiled at his rod, which was blindingly coated with his cum, her cum, and sweat. The satisfied divorcee involuntarily shook her luscious ass when her son's joystick withdrew. The ass still stood up and out for a few more seconds. Her drenched pussy lips and insides had tried in vein to prevent the penile exit. Meanwhile his thick semen was overflowing from her hungry hole and descended down her thighs. Penny looked over her shoulder. Her Adonis son just stood there in all his sweaty naked glory, smiling at her. His prick was starting to deflate. She moved off the bed and stood in front of Jimmy, the swaying of her bodacious bust and pebble-like teats caught his eye. They looked at each other in silence. Both were overjoyed at what just had happened. Mother and son loved it, and wanted more. Penny smiled seductively and pushed her body against his. She then descended, letting her flattened breasts and erect nipples graze him along the way. This made Jimmy shiver. The brunette was now kneeling in front of her son's sex glands. The raw smell and the shiny cum coating on his prick and balls made her feel whorish. The site of his lengthy phallus, though wilting, caused her to lick her lips. What a virile piece of young manhood! Penny sent her tongue out and took a long swipe at the penile tip. It jerked up. A lightning bolt struck Jimmy. "Oh mom!!!!" he yelped said, tossing his head back with eyes closed. She giggled, looking up at his reaction. She didn't know which she liked better: his feverish response or the delicious taste of their combined cum which covered the sensitive crown. She moved her head into his crotch again. A second lighting bolt hit Jimmy, causing him to fling open his eyes and look downward. His mother's Angelina Jolie-like lips were wrapped around the upper half of his cock. He was in delirium as the he felt the tip of his rod touch the back of Penny's throat. "OOHHHHHH, MOM!" Try as she might, she could not get all of his 9 inches. She almost gagged but caught herself. She relaxed her throat muscles, and soon adoringly sucked on the upper portion of her son's cock, working with particular care the bulbous crown. Penny worked it like a Tootsie Pop. Her slurping sounds bounced off the four walls. Jimmy was speechless. He looked down at his mother, his naked and sexy mother...his mother who he just ate and fucked...giving him the blowjob of his life! He could see her mouth was stretched as far as it could go. Their eyes met. Her eyes looked lustfully wicked. Her mind was in sexual overdrive. She briefly wondered how many mothers secretly wish they could do to their sons what she was doing. The mental musing was overcome by her new addiction: the taste and texture of her cum mixed with his! "Hmmm." The strapping son heard his mother purr. Her left hand reached under his testicles and caressed the twin balls. Her right fingers wrapped around the lower half of Jimmy's member—the half she couldn't get in her mouth—and began a slow...oh slow manual stroke of the veiny shaft. "You like this, baby?" Penny erotically quizzed after releasing his tool from her mouth. "You like what momma's doinnnngggg?" she stretched out the last word. "Giving her son a big, slobbering blooooooow-job?" To Jimmy, the sensation of this forbidden fellatio was electric to his body. The dirty language his once demur mother was using, was music to his ears. "Fuck yeahhh!!!" he acclaimed. His orally-worshipping mother had Jimmy's prick go from drooping to hardened in no time. He was about to add more to his verbal approval but lost his voice when his sluttish mother did her next thing. While her left hand continued fondling his delirious balls and her right hand held the fleshy stalk, the incestuous mom's tongue began quick surgical laps at his sensitive cock crown. "OH! EWWW. OHHHH, MOM!" The devious tongue then began stroking the entire length of the well-endowed penis...from the base to the tip...tip to the base, occasionally flickering across his scrotal sac. She give a few quick kisses to the contoured edges of his balls, the underside of his shaft, and his purplish helmet. For a few seconds, Penny took each testicle in her mouth, sloppily and noisily sucked it. "Your cock, my handsome son, tastes wonderful. Your cock, your balls—both wonderful," she managed between slurps, kisses, and licks of his genital region. Less than a minute later, the overwhelmed son announced what his slurping mother wanted to hear, "I'm going to come, Mom!" She increased the temp of her hand-job and blow-job. Penny felt Jimmy's body tense. She briefly released from her lips his steel dick and urged him on like a whore, all the time her fingers blurrily moving up and down, down and up his shaft. "Yeah, baby, baby! Give momma your seed! You always wanted to cum in my mouth, didn't you?" She peered up at Jimmy, slowing her hand ministration. She really wanted an answer. His flickering eyes locked onto hers. "Yeah, Mom. I did. Ever since I came home from spring break," he admitted croakily. A devilish grin appeared on her face. She returned to bringing off her son, scoping up his pecker back into her mouth. The first jet of cum caught the mother off guard, even though she knew it was soon going to happen as her lips worked her son's dick like a popsicle. "MOOMMMM!" Despite the force of the shot and the length and girth, Penny's mouth never let go of the spewing cannon. Her left hand had gone from his testicles to his buttocks, squeezing the left bun. "UGGHHHH! THAT'S IT MOM, SUCK IT! SUCK IT!" he ordered his willing parent. The sluttish divorcee milked her son, bobbing her head back and forth. Jimmy ejaculated mightily. His thick cream oozed down her swallowing throat and dribbled down the sides of her Hoover-like mouth, landing on her mammoth jiggling tits. Penny was on fire. She wanted to see his release in action. She parted her cum-varnished lips and let go of his firing love gun, still maintaining her fisting. She watched in fascination as volley after volley of semen erupted skyward like a geyser. As she swallowed the copious amount of spunk that was in her mouth, she watched as the splats occurred and heard Jimmy groan like a wounded beast. She lunged her face toward his pulsating glad and received a blast of spunk near her right eye. Undaunted, the aroused mother opened her mouth over the shooting hole to intake more of the precious jizz. "OOHHH, MOMMMMY!!!" After the last torrent of sperm was released, Jimmy was spent. His knees were shaking and his legs were weak. He had closed his eyes, thinking he was going to pass out from the ecstasy his mother had given him. "Hmmmm." The sound caused Jimmy to open his eyes and cast them downward. There were white, gooey spots and splotches everywhere: on his stomach, thighs, knees, and feet, the nearby wall, and...on his mother. Penny, now in a sitting position, was cream-pied. The spots and splotches were in her hair, on various parts of her face especially the corners of her mouth, on her arms, thighs, and on the floor between them. Her coated tongue languidly lapped at his shriveling member. She gazed up at him with a soft, satisfied look. "Oh, Jimmy." "Oh, Mom."