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Chapter 7

Inside the house, Judy felt like bawling.

She threw her robe over the couch and entered the kitchen, where she got herself a beer from the refrigerator. She knew her son had set this up. It was the only thing that made sense to her. He must have called his friends that morning.

Leaning against the kitchen sink and sipping the beer, Judy tried to find anger against her son, but there was none. It was her fault, not his. She had told him, on the drive home, that she would do anything he told her to do – even with his friends. She remembered saying that clearly now. But she had not really meant that, at least she didn't think she had. She had spoken out of sexual desire and need.

But it had been good, she admitted, fucking her son as they sat watching. Somehow, exposing herself that way to her son's friends had felt good. It had made her very hot, very eager, ready and willing to fuck him.

Taking her beer along, she went into the living room and looked out the window. They were still sitting there, and her son, it seemed was the only one with his cock out. His robe was open, but still on. Those stories about sexual orgies in the desert had to be true, she thought. And her son was involved. She thought she had given him his first fuck, but she obviously was wrong. Her son was as experienced as she was… it was clear now. He had fucked Jane, for certain. Perhaps they all fucked Jane. Perhaps she was the only girl in the desert, taking the guys on one by one or two together or three together or whatever. Maybe there was no other girl, maybe there was no real orgy of teenagers. Perhaps it was just Jane and those three boys!

Maybe Jane was an orgy in herself.

Maybe it was just Jane and any boy that wanted to come along. The stories she had heard were of orgies, but she had never heard how many people were involved. Maybe there was nothing going on at all.

She turned away from the window and went back to the kitchen for another beer. Then, after opening it, decided she didn't want it after all.

She wanted Johnny.

Alone.

Her and him.

She heard the car start. Curious, she left the kitchen and returned to the living room. Johnny came in, his robe flapping about his body.

She confronted him.

"Well, were your friends sufficiently entertained, Johnny?" she asked, lifting her eyebrows at him. "Was I good enough? Was the show good enough to run a few weeks longer?"

He looked at his mother in surprise. "What's wrong, Mother?" he asked.

"Just that you fucked me right there so they could all see, that's all!"

"But you told me, Mother."

"I know," she admitted, biting her bottom lip. "I didn't know you'd do it, though."

He wrapped his arms about her, his chest smashing at her firm tits. When he kissed her, she found herself melting again. She could not resist it when he touched her, kissed her. The lightest touch of his hands or lips sent flames of heat roaring through her. She closed her arms about his neck and pressed her naked body tight against his, wiggling sensuously.

"You're mad at me," he whispered after the kiss.

"No, I'm not," she replied, rubbing her hairy pelvis back and forth against him. "I did tell you that. It's not your fault."

"I wouldn't have done it, Mother," he said.

"I know, darling. Don't worry about it."

But she could sense her son drawing from her. She clung to him desperately. Although he held her in his arms, she felt her son pulling away emotionally.

Disturbed, she released herself from his arms and went for the beer she hadn't wanted earlier. Johnny followed her to the kitchen, belting his robe. She didn't want to see him do that. She wanted to see his cock and balls flapping around. He had not paid any attention to his nakedness until now. She leaned against the sink and sipped the beer, watching him.

Johnny sat at the table, carefully keeping his robe tight. Judy's heart felt like lead. Johnny, she knew, thought she had told him a lie, lied to him completely. She had promised him she would do anything he wanted of her, if he told her to do it, no matter what it was. Now, by her actions through embarrassment, she was turning him away.

She had been embarrassed outside when he fucked her in front of his friends, and that was all. She had not felt ashamed of it, oddly enough. She had acted out of embarrassment only. Judy knew, or thought she knew, that if her son had prepared her, told her what he was going to do, she would not have been embarrassed.

It was the surprise of it, and she tried to explain it this way to Johnny. But he looked at her with those accusing eyes, not believing her.

"I thought we had it going, Mother," he said. "I really believed what you told me. Maybe everything is a lie. Maybe you won't do what I say. Maybe you won't be my fuck-slave, like you promised."

"Darling," she said softly, but with desperation in her voice, "I will! I will be your fuck-slave. I just didn't want that kind of surprise, that's all. You should have warned me what was going to happen."

"It wouldn't have made any difference, Mother," he said. "If I had told you, you would have refused."

"Oh, honey," she said, kneeling at his side and slipping her hand into his robe. She held his cock, working on it, feeling the wetness still there from her cunt. "Try me! Johnny, tell me to do something. You'll see… I'll do it, baby! For you, I'd do anything."

"I know you will," he said. "But only when we're alone. You won't if any one is with us. You won't fuck my friends, Mother."

"Fuck your friends?" she asked. "Is that what you want me to do? Fuck those guys?"

"They're my friends, Mother," he said as if that was all the answer required. "You made me a liar to them."

"How did I do that?"

"I told them they could fuck you," he said.

Judy looked up into his face, stroking his cock up and down, feeling it growing in her fist.

"Do you fuck Jane?" she asked.

Johnny nodded his head. "We all fuck Jane."

"Aren't there any other girls?"

"Sure, there's half a dozen," he replied. "And we fuck all of them, too."

"Then it's true, the things I've heard."

He nodded. "I kind of thought you'd go with me sometime, Mother. After yesterday, I was sure you'd go with me sometime."

She pulled his robe open and lifted his balls in her hand. Leaning down, Judy kissed those precious balls tenderly, then stroked her tongue along his throbbing hard cock. She swiped her tongue about the piss hole, tasting those sweet juices she loved so much. She took her son's cock into her mouth, sucking it slowly, her mouth wet and hot. She sighed softly when she felt his hand on the top of her head, his ass lifting.

Johnny sat without speaking, letting his mother suck on his cock. He wasn't helping her and he wasn't stopping her, but Judy felt he was holding something back from her. He was not as enthusiastic as before.

She lifted her mouth, looking up at him with her cheek resting on his hot, hard cock.

"I want to suck you off, darling." Murmuring softly, she looked into his face. "I want to suck your sweet cock and have you come in my mouth. I'm a cock-sucker, you know. Your mother is a good, hungry cock-sucker, darling. I'll fuck you and suck you and keep you so happy! You can do anything to me you want, darling. Anything."

She lowered her mouth to his cock again, taking it deep. She rolled his balls about her cheek as she writhed her lips at the base, the swollen head of his prick in her tight throat.

With desperation born of desire to have her son believe her, to love her, Judy began to suck frantically on his cock, bobbing her face up and down swiftly, devouring him like a demented, cock-starved woman – which she was.

Liquid sounds came from her as she sucked furiously, her tongue sliding and twisting and rolling. She curled her tongue around his hard cock to make a tight sheath for it, fucking his cock with her hungry mouth and whimpering with burning ecstasy. She wanted his come juice to spurt into her mouth. Perhaps it would show him how much she loved him, and how willing and eager she would do the things he wanted of her.

She would not disappoint her son again – no matter what.

She would be his fuck-slave, as she promised. And didn't a slave obey the master? In everything?

No, Johnny would never again be disappointed in her.

She raced her hot lips up and down his cock with greedy delight, mewling with pleasure, striving to bring his sweet, thick come juice boiling into her mouth. Her tongue was like a liquid flame as it raced about the throbbing hardness of his cock, her mouth a wet cauldron of searing, erotic heat.

Sliding one hand underneath his ass, she clasped a tight cheek. Her other was between his thighs, clinging to his balls. She labored on his prick, but it was a labor of love. Erotic love, but still love.

When she felt his cock jerking inside her mouth, she sucked upwards until she had her lips behind the ridge of the swollen head, her tongue lapping about his piss hole. The thick sweetness of his white come juice came squirting out, coating her tongue, making her sob with ecstasy. She sucked hard on the head of his cock, her hand leaving his balls and gripping his prick at the base. She jacked on his cock as he came into her mouth, holding it tightly. She gurgled wetly, swallowing the nectar of his precious balls as quickly as her mouth filled.

She kissed the head of his prick before she stood. Looking down at him, she whispered, "I'm going to bed now, honey, will you come soon?"

He nodded, but didn't look at her.

Under the cool sheets, Judy was wide awake. She stared at the dark ceiling, waiting for her son, wanting his naked body close to hers. The taste of his come juice lingered in her mouth.

She heard Johnny come into the room. She lay far on one side of the bed, wanting him next to her, close to her, his arms about her, his cock and balls pressing upon her thigh, her hip, anyplace as long as it was next to her.

But he stayed well away from her, keeping his back to her.

Judy felt lonely, very alone.

She wanted to turn to him, to press against his back, to hold his cock and balls as he went to sleep, but she stayed where she was. She felt miserable, her thoughts tormenting her. She had told him the truth about herself, that all it took was a touch, and she would spread her legs and do it quickly. She had told him she would, be his fuck-slave, with him and his friends. She had told him that.

And she did want to be her son's fuck-slave. She wanted to be told by him what to do, when and how to do it.

And she would…

The sun was coming in the window when she woke up. The first thing she noticed as she came awake was the hardness of her son's cock pressed against the cheeks of her ass. Immediately her pulse began to race. She could feel his cock throbbing against her ass. It was very hard! She wiggled gently, feeling it move along the crack of her ass, fitting between the hot cheeks. Johnny had one arm about her, his hand cupping a firm tit. But he was obviously still sleeping.

His cock felt so good there, so hot and hard. She lifted one leg and shoved her hand down, feeling his balls tenderly. She squeezed the cheeks of her ass about his cock, her cunt swelling just from the sensation.

Judy felt her son's hand close tighter on her tit and then she knew he was awake. Johnny twisted her nipple gently, playing with it. She wanted him to tell her what to do, how to take his cock, how he wanted her to fuck him.

As if reading her mind, Johnny said, his voice low and a bit urgent, "I want to fuck you, Mother."

"Oh, yes," she sighed happily, squirming her ass on his cock. "Yes, Johnny! Yes, yes!"

"In the ass."

"In my what?"

"I want to fuck you in the ass, Mother," he said louder, arching his cock along her creamy ass cheeks, pressing at them. "I want to fuck your asshole."

"Do it!" she hissed.

Judy arched her ass back toward her son's cock, wiggling lewdly. She felt the throbbing hardness there and her cunt began to pulsate with that delicious liquid heat. She heard his breathing increase.

"Fuck it, Johnny," she urged. "Fuck my asshole. Shove your beautiful hard-on right up my hot asshole!"

She felt his hands between them, then the swollen head of his cock was pressing the tight, star-shaped pucker. Judy gurgled as she shoved her ass back tight against his cock, feeling the seeping juices from his piss hole lubricating the entrance to her tight asshole.

She clung to his balls between her thighs, lifting one leg and crooking it at the knee. her ass arched better this way, and she was mewling happily as her son exerted pressure against the resisting asshole.

"Get on your knees, Mother," Johnny grunted.

Judy quickly scrambled to her knees, drawing them under her stomach as she rested her head on the mattress. Her naked ass was high in the air, the creamy cheeks spreading for his cock. She whimpered with anticipation as her son stood behind her on his knees. She looked between her spread legs and saw his sweet balls dangling as he brought the swollen head of his cock to her ass once again.

When Johnny pressed the rounded head of his prick against her asshole, Judy shoved backwards, squealing as the pressure sent jolts of electrifying delight through her naked body.

Johnny held her hips tightly, pressing hard.

"Ohhhh!" Judy wailed.

Her son's cock slipped through the tight heat of her asshole, the swollen head stretching it widely. Judy groaned as he shoved more of that thick, throbbing cock into her asshole. Her cunt, as always, erupted into orgasms and the contractions caused her asshole to become tighter than ever. But Johnny thrust and his cock entered his mother's asshole completely. She felt the wiry hairs at the base tickling the soft, sensitive inner cheeks of her ass and his balls were pressed hard against her spasming cunt.

Judy's erotic nature took hold.

"Fuck it, fuck it!" she screamed at Johnny. "Oh, fuck my hot asshole! Ream my asshole… fuck it! Oh, baby, ram your sweet, hard cock up mother's fucking ass! Give that big cock to me… rip my asshole apart! Fuck me, fuck the shit out of me, Johnny!"

He started thrusting, driving his cock in and out of her asshole, the friction searing the sensitive, tender tissues of her ass. He banged hard, causing her tits to scrape back and forth on the bed.

The power of his thrusts and the hardness of his cock seared her asshole, but it was wonderful. She loved it, and rammed her ass back into his pounding prick. His balls slapped upon the fuzzy, puffy lips of her cunt, and even against the tip of her clitoris, making Judy shake with ecstasy. She shoved her hands above her head, her fingers clawing at the sheets, her eyes rolling about as she grunted, his cock driving her breath out in tight gasps.

"Pound my ass!" she screamed, twisting her lifted ass in tight circles. "Pound mother's hot fucking asshole! Stretch my tight asshole with your sweet cock! Rip my asshole apart with your big, hard, beautiful cock, Johnny!"

"Tight ass!" Johnny grunted, his hips flying back and forth. "Tight, hot, deep, fucking asshole!"

"Oh, yes! Mother's asshole is hot and tight for you, for your cock!" she responded, ramming her uplifted ass back onto his throbbing prick with squeals of ecstasy.

Her cunt was exploding in those tight, liquid orgasms, his balls beating against it rapidly. The contractions of her cunt in orgasm caused her asshole to grip and flex and suck on his thick prick. The ecstasy was so intense for Judy that tears of happiness streamed from her blurred eyes now as her asshole accepted her son's hard cock. It was going to be all right, she knew. Everything was going to be just fine with them.

Johnny's cock banged harder, faster, searing her asshole, stuffing it like never before. The swollen head seemed to reach into her stomach, it went so deep. Judy was sobbing loudly now, sobbing with the intense ecstasy her son was giving her. Her body was burning with erotic pleasure, the focus at her asshole. The heat was more intense there at her asshole, but it radiated outward, spreading to encompass her whole being.

She screamed as he slammed hard against her ass cheeks, his balls pressing tight against her convulsing cunt, his cock very, very deep. She could feel it jerking and swelling with the tight ring of her asshole. Then the hot, delicious gushing of his come juice flooded her.

Judy almost fainted from the mind-warping ecstasy that shattered her mind and body. Her ass arched up as she began to grind furiously on his prick. The spurting come juice spattered the interior of her hot asshole, sending floods of it into her body.

"Ohhh, yes!" she hissed when her son stopped coming. "Oh, God, yes!"

Her asshole clung to his cock as he pulled it free, reluctant to let him go. But out it came with a small, suctioning sound. Judy was so weak, she couldn't stretch her legs out to let her ass down. She wavered, her ass high in the air.

She felt the bed sink as her son sat at her side, his hands running over the cheeks of her shivering ass. Then he kissed her ass. His moist lips kissed first one cheek, then the other.

Finally, Judy managed to shove her legs out and let her ass down, but she lay there on her stomach, her naked ass shaking as she panted softly.