Tommy was crazed with lust for his mother. He had always imagined what she might look like naked, but he realized now that he had never had any concept of how sexy his mother’s body really was. Now she was wallowing on his cock and shoving her fantastic tits in his face. They were perfect! They stood out on her chest like missiles. They were perfectly shaped and her inch-long nipples were as hard as bullets. This woman needed more than this! She needed sex! This, he realized, was his chance. She was a bit tipsy and obviously hot as fire.
Tommy rolled so that Jennifer was now underneath him. She reached with both hands and pulled his face down to hers, endeavoring, once again, to shove her delicious tongue into his mouth. He legs were open and her loins sought to maintain contact with his lust-stiffened cock. Tommy reached and began to pull at her nightie, pulling her legs to the side so that he could pull it down her long, shapely legs and off. He could see that her tiny, white, bikini panties were sopping wet. He grasped them and began to try to pull them down.
“No, Tommy, not that!” Jennifer said, panic in her voice. “We’ve gone too far. I didn’t mean for it to go this far, Honey. Stop!”
Her pleas fell on deaf ears. She was now attempting to roll to her side to keep him from removing her panties. He grasped the elastic and pulled, ripping them completely off of her.
“Tommy! No!” she practically screamed. “Honey, stop! Baby, don’t!”
Tommy lay down next to his mother and took her in his arms, as she fought against him. He held her tight and sought to kiss her sweet face, which was a mask of fright and confusion. He held her tight and kissed her mouth, attempting to insert his tongue.
“No, Baby,” she mumbled as he forced his tongue into her mouth. “Mmmm,” she moaned as she began to suckled it.
Tommy managed to disengage one hand so that he could stroke his mother’s breasts as they kissed. She was no longer fighting him. Her mouth was open to accept his tongue as he lovingly fucked her mouth; then she fucked her tongue into his mouth. He began to suck her tongue as he continued to gently stroke her nipples and his other hand reached between her legs to touch her sopping wet pussy.
They stopped kissing and looked into each other’s eyes, but his hands continued their caressing and exploration of his mother’s body. When he inserted a thick finger a couple of inches into her pussy, she closed her eyes and gasped. He carefully and gently inserted his finger deep into his mother’s clasping pussy, causing her to open her legs in acceptance.
She opened her eyes, gazing into her son’s beautiful brown eyes. He looked so much like Jackson! She felt as if she were transported in time, back to when she and her beloved twin brother engaged in every conceivable sex act. It had been the best, most exciting sex of her life. Nothing had ever come close to matching it, yet somehow this felt even more forbidden — even more taboo — even more exciting!
Tommy gently rolled his mother to her back and crawled between her legs. She opened her legs wide and drew them back until her knees were touching her breasts. Tommy marveled, momentarily, at how limber she was. Resting on one elbow, he grasped his cock and rubbed it up and down her wet crease, causing her to close her eyes and gasp. He continued to do this, waiting for permission to do what he so desperately wanted to do.
Jennifer gazed into his eyes. He saw that they were wet with emotion and a single tear coursed down her beautiful face.
She stroked his face and kissed his lips briefly. “I love you, Tommy. Do whatever you want to me, Baby.”
“Are you sure, Mom?” he whispered as he continued to drag his thick cock through her cuntal crease, wallowing it in her opening, then mashing it against her swollen clit.
“What you’re doing feels so good, Baby,” she gasped. “Fuck me, please?”
Still gazing into her eyes, he placed himself at her opening and pushed.
“Slowly. It’s been a while,” she smiled, then gasped as the head pushed inside. “Oh, Baby, that thing is BIG!”
“Am I hurting you?” Tommy managed, sure that he might cum at any moment.
“Oh no, it doesn’t hurt. It’s amazing! Give it to me!” she groaned passionately.
Tommy pushed again; when he did so his mother grasped his ass cheeks and pulled him toward her as she thrust herself up at him. Her pussy seemed to grasp his cock and squeeze it. He pushed again and realized that he was balls-deep inside her and that now she was wrapping her legs around him, screwing herself at him in a frenzy of fuck-lust.
“Oh Baby, that COCK! Oh fuck me! Oh it’s so fucking good! Oh give it to me! Baby! Oh give it to your mommy! Fuck me! Yesss, Baby, oh fuck YESSSS!” she chanted as he began to fuck in and out of her clasping pussy.
“Mom, I can’t hold it…” he muttered after just a few seconds. She was like a wildcat! Never in his limited experience had he experience a female this hot for it.
“Don’t hold it, Baby,” she murmured. “Cum in me. Give me that big load, Sweetie!” She licked at his lips then opened her mouth as he fucked his tongue in her mouth as he emptied his massive load of boycum deep in her pussy.
He collapsed on her, his face pressed against her neck. She feverishly arched herself against him now, screwing her loins against him.
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I am CUMMMMMMINGG!” she wailed, feeling herself transported to another dimension. She could see all the colors of the rainbow as random events from her life all collided in a split second, her orgasm washing over her in a tidal wave of pure pleasure, the likes of which she knew she had not experienced in at least 20 years, and possibly ever.
The two lovers lay in each other’s arms, kissing and sighing for several minutes. Finally Tommy whispered, “I never knew sex could be that good. I don’t think…”
Jennifer giggled. “Don’t analyze it, Baby. But, I’ll have to say… that was as good as it gets! How could it be better?”
Tommy lay there a few minutes and said, “So when are you going to tell me that this cannot happen again?”
Jennifer rolled over on her side and smiled at him. “I’m certainly not going to say it now. If you think you’re through, you need to think again, young man. I haven’t had nearly enough.”
*****
About a month before they planned to move out to the farm, they moved some of their furniture, sold some of it, and her ex-husband, Neal took the rest. He told Jennifer that she could have any of it back any time she wanted it and that he would check with her before getting rid of any of it. They rented a U-Haul truck and drove out to the farm. Jackson and Tommy had little trouble moving the furniture into the house and putting it in its proper place.
Tom and Shana came out to help, as well. Tom, still in his early 60’s was still a very strong man, and still very handsome and muscular. Shana was still a beautiful woman, but now had to get her hair colored. She still had the shape of a young woman, however. Her father was now in a retirement village and was content, even though he missed the ranch. Shana visited him several times a week.
After everything was in its place, Jackson suggested that they all go into town and eat pizza. Katie, however, had challenged Tommy to a game of basketball and they were reluctant to leave. They asked them just to bring them a pizza back from town.
“I know I can’t beat you if you don’t give me some advantage,” she told her cousin. He was dressed in a basketball jersey that showed his long muscular arms, and baggy basketball shorts.
“Oh, so you’re going to challenge me, then I have to let you win?” he teased. He couldn’t believe how much she had filled out since last time he saw her. She had always been the prettiest girl he knew, but now she had breasts – at least a B-cup, he thought. She had long, lean, beautiful legs, too. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a pony tail and her blue eyes were just gorgeous. He wondered if she was sexually active and kept having to remind himself that she was his cousin and that he would soon be living under the same roof.
“Okay, you can’t guard me past the three-point line,” she suggested. The court was marked off on the driveway, which had been paved since she and Jackson had moved there.
“Well, I know you’re a good shooter, but I guess that’s fair. I’m going to spank you. You know that,” he smiled.
“Figuratively or literally?” she teased. She didn’t want a spanking, but the thought of his hand on her bottom was exciting.
He ignored her quip. “Okay, how many points to win?”
“15 by 1, make it, take it,” she said.
“Make it, take it? You don’t want the ball at all?” he teased.
“You can have the ball first,” she challenged.
“Wow, I like confidence,” he smiled. “Check ball,” he said as he tossed her the ball.
She took the ball, got between her cousin and the goal and tossed it back. “Zero – zero.”
He faked left, which got her out of position, then drove right and dunked the ball. “Take THAT, oh cousin of mine,” he laughed. “Check ball,” he said again as he tossed the ball to her. “One – zip!”
She threw the ball back to him. This time she didn’t take his fake and managed to stay in front of him. He pulled up for a 15 foot jumper. Swish. “Two – zip, Little Girl!” he laughed. “Check ball,” he said as he tossed her the ball again. “You’re the one who wanted to play make it, take it!”
“It’s on,” she smiled. “I love a trash talker. You’re going to get yours,” she said as she tossed him the ball again.
He backed her down to the goal and easily turned around for a short bank shot. This continued for several minutes. Each time he got the ball he scored. He finally got cocky and shot from about 25 feet. It banged off the rim and she rebounded it.
“8 – 0,” he laughed.
“Remember, you can’t guard me past the 3-point line,” she reminded him, as she pulled up from deep outside. Nothing but net. “8 – 1. You’ve had it now,” she grinned.
She took the ball and, with perfect form, drilled another shot. Then another, and another, and another. She was laughing. “Um, 8 – 5? Want to give up? I’m not going to miss and you can’t guard me!”
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