"God, it's so fucking good!" he said, squirming over her face. "Lick it right in there, cock sucker. I want that mouth sucking on every fucking inch!"
Bernice was going faster than he was, banging her head up and down, wallowing her mouth around his cock like it was the last one on earth. And each time it plunged between her teeth, she felt new, more exciting ripples of ecstasy at the back of her throat.
"Mmmmmmm," she gurgled, closing her eyes. She could feel another spasm of hard pleasure race up and down her spine as she inhaled the heady aroma of his damp crotch. She fingered his ass more intently, giving out another throaty growl.
"Quicker now," Brian gasped. "Come on, Mom, let's see just how good you can suck on a big dick."
Bernice needed absolutely no encouragement. She dug her nails into his hard flesh and began slapping her head up and down. She was sucking so fast, so furiously, her lips began to heat up from the friction.
"Ohhmmm!" she moaned, her voice lost through the hairs of his crotch.
"Eat, whore!" Brian said, winced. "God, eat me now!" His insides were churning, ready to burst. Suddenly, he felt a flaming explosion in his nuts. A thick stream of cum shot into the base of his shaft. "Ah… yes! Now! Suck, bitch! Suck my… unhhhh!"
In this position, Bernice felt her mouth almost become a pussy, for both her throat and cunt canal were buzzing with exactly the same sensations. She hadn't thought it was possible, but her orgasm burned in two places, melting toward each other. When the fiery currents finally crashed together, she heaved her entire body upward, locking her lips tightly around the root of his prick.
"Aaaabhhhh!" she shrieked, her voice now greasy with a film of jism.
"Oh… you really like that stuff, don't you, whore?" Brian panted. "Bet you love gargling cream down your throat."
"Unhhhh!" Bernice gasped out, another orgasm filling her insides, rippling right down to the tips of her toes.
"Take it all," the boy grunted, thrusting in the bulk of his quick release. "Come on – suck, cock sucker, suck!"
Bernice lapped on his meat like a starving animal, her throat a vacuum, begging for more. When she finally realized that there simply was no more to eat out, she felt almost cheated. Why couldn't she have a steady stream of that delicious fluid for hours and hours?
"Ohhhhh God," she groaned, spitting his meat to one side and licking into his blond hairs. When she found a cooling pool of cum clinging to them, she almost went insane with hunger. She gobbled the fluid into her mouth so forcefully she yanked same of the hairs out by the roots. "Mmmmm!" she moaned, feeling them scratch the back of her throat.
"Ouch!" Brian grimaced, pulling away. "Shit, Mom, you're eating me alive!"
"Oh, I wish I could sometimes," his mother said, eyeing his firm, muscular body. "I'd like to chew you down, have you inside me like you were once."
"Jesus," Brian said, his eyes widening. "Now I know Mike and I won't be enough to take care of you. I never thought I'd be doing this, but I'm gonna go out looking for a man. For you!"
"I don't want anybody else," she said, not really listening to his meaning. She didn't! Why should she waste her time on some clod, when she had the best right here at home? "I want you and Mike and…"
She didn't finish the statement, her voice suddenly locking in her throat. She wouldn't even think of Gary. He would be the one she wouldn't seduce. It would prove to herself that she wasn't as terrible as she thought.
That way, I would know I could control myself…
"What are you thinking?" Brian asked. He had almost gotten afraid of her. She looked like she was ill. "I… I mean, are you OK?"
"No, I'm not OK," she said, the light in her green eyes flashing with new hunger. "And I won't be OK until I've had my fill of cock. Your cock."
She seemed to have a complete reversal of personality. Before, she had allowed what had happened. This time, she would insist on it. And nothing, not anything anybody could do or say, would make her deny those dark urges in her body.
"I am going to fuck you," she said evenly, more to herself, just to hear the words. They still shocked her, but she was now slightly immune. The guilt didn't shower around her as before. She repeated the statement.
"Well, go ahead," Brian said. "Don't think I've ever said no to a woman before."
"Would you ever say no to me?" she wondered aloud.
"Not unless I was completely fucked out," Brian answered, stroking her side. "Which, by the way, may be pretty soon if we keep at it like this."
Suddenly, Bernice felt happier than she ever had before. She had finally worked out her problem. And the solution was Gary. So long as Gary remained untouched, she was safe, sane. He was her salvation.
She was depraved, but not that depraved.
There are, would be, limits.
She lowered her face to Brian's crotch and held the bay's prod. But as the thick slab of meat entered her throat, it felt different. It hardly felt like Brian at all.
She looked through the blond haze of crotch hair and flinched. Through some strange eye-play, like a mirage, Brian's face slowly changed – became younger. The young face of Gary took hold.
"Mmmmm!" she groaned, licking her lips tightly around the cock, closing her eyes.
If it couldn't be real, it certainly was nice to pretend.
CHAPTER SIX
Bernice lay in bed, feeling totally satisfied for the first time in years. She and Brian had done everything possible it seemed. And now, her pussy was throbbing with exhaustion, spent. Tonight, she would sleep.
She stretched out in the large bed, then rearranged the pillow. It would be quiet and peaceful. All the kids had dates, and wouldn't be home for hours. She closed her eyes, enjoying the darkness, the soft drone of the air conditioner.
"Oh, hi, Mom," Gary said, peeking through the half-opened door. "Why so early?"
"I thought you were going out," she said, pulling the covers up to her neck.
"We did," the boy answered, then looked over his shoulder. "Susan and I were just wondering if we could watch TV in my room."
"Oh, she's here?" Bernice asked, trying to sound casual. "Sure, go ahead," she added. "I'm just tired. I won't be any bother."
"Thanks, Mom," Gary said, flashing her a wide grin. "We'll try not to be too loud."
Bernice sighed with relief. At least she wouldn't have to be in the house with him alone. It was still too early to test her courage – even if she did feel exhausted.
She lay back again, making a concerted effort to sleep. But each time she felt herself drift off, she was jolted back to wakefulness. What were they doing in there? She wondered. Really watching TV or…
A slight stirring inside her cunt made her squirm. Surely this couldn't be happening! I had Brian's cock so many times, I thought I'd be good for weeks, she thought.
And anyway, she certainly wasn't going to go spy on them. Still, she did need a drink of water.
She walked down the hallway a few moments later, careful not to make a sound. She then paused outside Gary's bedroom door and listened. The television was on, but they were talking. She listened a little more carefully, feeling her throat constrict.
"Mmmmmm, Gary," Susan said softly, "your big cock feels so good there. I… I just love it!"
"Ohhhh, I like it too," Gary murmured. "Gee, baby, you have the tightest pussy I've ever fucked."
Bernice was stunned. Not because of what they were doing or what she'd heard, but because it was what she wanted to hear, wanted them to be doing. She gently pushed against the door, hoping the latch hadn't caught. When the door swung slightly, she almost cried with relief.
She looked inside, feeling her heart pound in her throat, her eyes moving from the television screen, past the nightstand, to the bed. There they lay, their bodies intertwined, Gary's small, hairy ass bobbing up and down between the girl's legs.