Chapter 3 -- Their insatiable thirst for sex grows.
*I wrote Chapter 1 in the first person from Brad's point of view. I made the switch to third person in Chapter 2 and will continue this from here on in.
Thanks to everyone for the helpful feedback and hot ideas. They have helped me put this chapter together and sparked up ideas for other independent stories. Keep the ideas coming in as the new stories begin to develop. Until then, enjoy this latest chapter.
On Saturday morning, Greg decided he would get a jump on cutting the grass in the backyard. He fired up the riding mower and set forth. Typically, it would take about an hour or two to cut the entire back lawn. Greg looked up at the window of Brad's room on the 2
nd
level. He was going to run up to his son's room and ask Brad if he would like to help him around the yard but decided to let him sleep in. Greg thought to himself that he was so proud of Brad busting his ass in school, kicking up his grades up, and ultimately getting accepted into a great college. Greg continued riding the mower as he passed just underneath Brad's window.
SLAM - SLAM - SLAM - SLAM - SLAM - SLAM
"...so you like to shoot your ball juice all over my thong panties, huh?" Karen said sternly.
Karen was on top of her son Brad, fucking him hard and fast in her son's twin size bed. The mattress and box spring whined and shook loudly. Knowing that the sounds of riding mower outside would drown out their hot incestuous fucking, the kinky mother and son knew they could be as loud as they wanted. Also, they could listen in case Greg decided to come back inside. Karen kept on her short pink satin robe, half-shelf white bra, and a pair of white crotchless lacy panties. The belt of the thin robe was still tied together, but the robe itself parted down the middle - allowing Brad access to his mother's perfect body. Karen knew that her choice of under garments, nighties, and dirty talk triggered a lustful aggression in her son.
"I'm sorry. It won't happen again. You were walking around the house in them and you looked so sexy."
A few minutes earlier, Karen stormed into Brad's room because she found a pair of her pink panties in the laundry. The tiny g-string thong was crusty and completely ruined. Brad quickly realized that his mother finding her panties used and abused did not pissed her off, but rather, it made her incredibly horny.
"Never be sorry sweetie. But I wish you would have let me know. I would have loved to watch you jack your big boner off all over them. Or on me for that matter. But you have to be careful that your father doesn't find stuff like this." Karen said matter-of-factly.
Brad did everything in his power not to cum right then and there.
"Tell me baby. What else turns you on?" Karen said as she leaned closer to his face. Her hips and bouncing ass not letting up.
"Another time, during Easter, you wore your long sleeve lace nightie and put on pair sexy bunny ears. The gown fit so tight around her perfect curves mom. I jacked off 3 times that night to thought of you."
"You shouldn't be looking at your mother like that. Did you imagine me as your little fuck bunny?" Karen said while bouncing her body and bit faster.
"Yes I did. GOD! Mom, I love how you like to fuck hard." Brad said shutting eyes tight. Brad couldn't get over the fact that his incredible mother looked exactly like Denise Milani, the glamour and fitness model. Second that, Denise Milani looked exactly like his Goddess Mother.
"This isn't anything hun. You like Mommy taking care of your morning boners like this?"
She tightened her pussy muscles and bounced hard on her growing boy. Her soaking wet cunt slammed up and down.
Next, Brad watched his 38-year-old mother stuff the disgusting soiled pair of panties into her mouth. At that point, Karen slipped her hands behind of Brad's neck and locked her hands together for extra leverage for her hard fucking. The pleasure was making him forget his own name at the moment. He thought the headboard behind him was going to crack the wall. The hard fucking and dirty talk went on for several minutes.
"I couldn't help it but I jacked off into one of your large sexy bras a few days ago too. " Brad said as he reached to feel up his stacked mother's heavy tits. He parted the robe a bit more and untucked her tits from inside the bra.
"The black transparent sheer one. I know. It was so obvious. The stains were all over the place. It was enough to think that 3 or 4 guys jacked off in it at once." She said after taking the panties out of her mouth and playfully throwing it her son's face.
"Did you wear it after?" Brad asked while slightly grunting from his mother's hard pounding.
"Oh yeah. I did grocery shopping later on in my fresh new cum stained bra." Karen answered seductively.
"You're so dirty mom. I never thought you would be this wild. What else do you like?"
"I sometimes like to be called filthy slutty names. I think its because I have been having such boring vanilla sex for years now. It seems lately I've been needing a hard cock in me every day." Karen confessed.
"You like being called a sexy bitch?"
"Yeesssss." Karen hissed loudly.
"How about if we are out at a movie and I whisper to you that I want you bury my cock down your slutty tight throat."
"Mommy is your cock sucking little tramp" She whispered as she felt her entire body beginning to heat up. Karen's pussy juice was gushing down Brad's cum filled balls.
"Can I use your whore pussy whenever I want?" Brad continued to molest her heavy tits as they hung out of her silky robe.
"God yes! You're making me so wet. I wish Dad would have gone to work today. I would spend the day turning your balls inside out." Karen confessed as she felt almost every hair follicle on her body begin to rise.
