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.