Kristi let the sun warm her body as she stood out on her back deck. It felt so good. Her head hurt a little but otherwise she was fine. "Too much sake," she thought. She sipped her hot tea and felt it course through her body. "What a night!" The thought made her sigh.
What was becoming of her? Even now she could feel emptiness in her pussy, a need to be filled up completely. It was like a switch had been opened and she couldn't turn it off. She came a number of times last night and they were all so strong but for some reason no matter how strong or how many, she wanted more. No, she needed more. She was becoming addicted to her son's cock, that big, beautiful dick.
Her pussy was swollen from last night and as before so was her clit. It actually poked out between the folds of her lips. She had thrown on a loose sundress when she got out of bed and as she moved, it brushed up against her clit. The feeling was still pleasurable. Her one nipple was tender to the touch; the one Amy had sucked so hard.
"Hey there!"
Amy's voice startled her. "Oh, hi."
Amy hugged her and kissed her. Kristi automatically parted her lips to let Amy's tongue slide in. Amy pulled her close, pressing her thigh against Kristi's pussy. Kristi could feel the pressure against her clit. She wiggled her hips, allowing her clit to rub against the fabric.
"That was quite the night," Amy said breaking the kiss but still holding her close. "Good thing it is Saturday or I don't think I could make it to work." She laughed. "Hope you don't mind, I just grabbed this and put it on to cover me up."
"No problem. I see you found some coffee."
"Yes and thank you. It's a God-sent." Amy felt all bubbly and alive this morning. Never in her life had she experienced such a night of intense lovemaking. She was no novice but last night was far beyond anything that had ever happened. Most of it was one big blur but still it was amazing. Her pussy had been stretched to the limit and this morning it was a little sore. The soreness was in some way pleasurable and a reminder of the feeling of having Tim's monster inside her. "How are you doing?"
Kristi shrugged. "Ok I guess."
Amy grabbed both of Kristi's hands. "Oh baby, last night was so great. It is just a first step for us. Don't be afraid to let yourself go. I want more, not less of us."
"Its not that. You saw me fucking my own son. Not only that but totally enjoying every inch of his cock. It was so wrong."
Amy hugged her. "No, don't think that way. It something I can't explain but what I saw and you did last night was not wrong. I saw a woman letting herself go so completely, an aware sexually charged person. I know he is your son but he is also a man, a talented young man. If you want me to judge you, I won't. I don't care to or want to."
"But..." Kristi started to say.
Amy kissed her. "Not another word."
The two sat in silence, taking in the morning sun when Tim walked onto the deck. "Morning, Mom, Amy."
Kristi opened her eyes. "Tim!" she exclaimed, "What are doing?"
Tim was completely naked and he stood facing the two, his big flaccid member hanging between his legs. "What?" he slowly answered. "Oh this, it is something you ladies have seen before and obviously like it." As he spoke he moved closer, casually moving his hips causing his cock to swing from side to side.
"Tim, this is not the time or the place. Put some clothes on." Kristi was clearly getting angry.
"Oh, mom, come on, you know you like to see it," Tim smiled. "I know Amy does to. Maybe we should ask her?" He turned towards her.
Kristi stood up. "Listen young man, you march yourself back into the house right this instant and put some clothes on. Now!"
"Geez!" Tim headed into the house. Kristi, now so angry, followed him in.
"Tim!" she said through clenched teeth. "Don't you ever talk that way again. Do you understand? I won't tolerate it."
He stopped, turned, and walked towards her. He had an odd smile on his face. "Really, mom, really?"
She backed up. "Yes, Tim, I do." Her voice was less convincing.
"Why, mom? You know I'm right." He had moved closer to her.
Kristi found herself trapped between the kitchen sink and Tim. "Tim, do what I say." There was no force in it now and she began to feel uneasy. "Stop it!"
Tim was standing right in front of her. He grabbed her wrist and brought her hand down to his cock. "Stop what?" He rubbed her on it.
"Tim, stop it!"
"You know you love it. Feel it getting hard?"
"No, Tim, stop." Even as she said these words, her hand grasped his cock and began to stroke it. It grew bigger.
He leaned up against her, pressing his engorged cock to her. "You want my big cock in your pussy right now, don't you? I bet you're wet." He quickly spun her around and pushed her down across the sink. He roughly pushed her dress up, exposing her ass.
"No Tim, not here, not now," she grasped.
"Yes, mother, right here, right now" He slapped her ass, leaving a red mark. "Spread them. Bitch!'
"Ow, you're hurting me!" she cried out but she spread her legs for him.
"That's it." He positioned his cock head at her opening and pushed it in completely.
Kristi's eyes opened wide and her mouth open. She moaned," Oh my God!" Whether it was the pain, the surprise or something else, it took her breath away.
Tim grabbed her hips and began fucking her. He fucked like he never fucked his mother before. There was no tenderness. He fucked her because he could. She wanted his big cock; no she needed his big cock. She had become his cock slave and he knew it.
He looked out the window at Amy. He could see her lying on the lounge, taking in the warm sun. He smiled knowing he would make her his cock slave next. "Look at her, bitch!" he commanded his mother. "Bet you want to eat that sweet pussy right now."
Kristi looked at Amy and groaned. She felt so used, so humiliated yet so turned on. She was losing control. Her pussy filled his cock was the center of her being.
"Your tongue licking her pussy, lapping up her juices while I fuck your pussy. Fuck me, slut!"
Kristi slammed her pussy against Tim. She could feel every inch of huge dick inside herself. She could imagine her face buried in Amy's face while he fucked her pussy. The image was driving her to the edge of sanity. "Yes, fuck me! Fuck your slut mother! Fuck me!"
Tim slapped her ass again and Kristi yelped. The pain caused her pussy to grip his cock harder and she moved faster taking all of him. She could feel herself getting closer, closer to cumming all over his fucking monster.
He suddenly pulled out of her pussy. "No, no," she moaned.
"On your knees, bitch!" Tim yelled. He grabbed her hair and forced her to the floor. "Suck it!"
She wrapped her mouth around the engorged head, tasting her own juices. Tim put his hands behind her head and began pushing more of his cock into her mouth. Kristi gagged and drool dripped from her mouth. Her eyes looked up in fear.
He didn't care. He was too close to cumming to care. "Oh fuck!" he yelled, "I'm cumming." With that he pulled his cock from her mouth and began spraying cum all over her face. It was everywhere. In her eyes, her hair, Kristi was being covered in it. He emptied his balls on her, coating her face in his cum. It ran off her and dripped on her breast, oozing between them.
As Tim recovered, he looked down at his mother. She was kneeling back against the cabinet, her dress bunched up, her face, hair, and breasts covered in his cum. He smiled a wicked smile. "Remember mother, any time you needed it." With that he gave a slight laugh and sauntered off.
Amy was enjoying the warm feeling on her body. It seemed to rejuvenate her. Thinking about last night made her smile. It didn't quite end up as she thought it would but she wasn't complaining. Still she wanted to be with Kristi alone. Seeing Kristi last night made her realize just how beautiful she was. Her body seemed to radiant sex, to glow in desire. Yes, she wanted to go so much further with Kristi, wanting her to let her herself go with her. She began to wonder what had happened to Kristi. It had been a while since she stormed off after Tim. She got up and headed for the door.
"Kristi?" she yelled. "You alright." She thought she heard a noise coming from the kitchen. Turning the corner, she found her curled up against the cabinet. "Kristi!"
"No! go way!" Kristi sobbed. "Just go away!"
Instead Amy rushed to her and knelt by her side. "Oh baby, It's alright." She cradled her in her arms.
"No, no it isn't." Kristi struggled to pull away but Amy held her close. " I'm covered in my son's cum. I let him fuck me, to use me. He's right. I'm a slut, a fuckin' slut."