Slowly their surges ceased and finally they lay spent, his huge cock still inside her. They were smeared with cum and sweat and she lay with closed eyes and panting breath, her tits lifting and falling with her heavy panting. She was sated and tired from the activities of love, so much so she could hardly move if she had wanted to. She felt herself drifting and slipping into a light doze, and from his attitude she knew he was nearly unconscious. Then they both slept lightly in the sun and on the sand, alone on the island like the first man and first woman of all time. Tim woke up first. He had rolled off her and his flaccid cock lay across his thigh, a little dried stream of cum trailing across the brown skin. His large, egg-sized balls lay loose and contented in his hairy, wrinkled sac. He glanced over at his mother, with her arm across her eyes, shielding them from the sun's rays. God, it had been a wonderful fuck, he thought. She was about the best he could imagine, and far better than the once or twice he had tried to screw his gigantic club into the tightly pursed cunt of some half-scared teeny-bopper. He had come those times with the excitement and from trying to force his way into their tight channels.
But with his cockhead only just inside their lips, he had come each time-the prolonged play, the long time trying to invade them had brought him on, before lie could get into their pussies. But this… this was heavenly. His cock, lying half-hard across his thigh, now began to twitch and lift and wave in the upward position. In about five minutes he could be ready to go again. He reached out and began to caress the dark labia, parting them and pushing his fingers inside beyond the pinker, smaller lips of her vulva. There, once in her cunt, he began to finger-fuck her slowly, pushing in more and more until he had two fingers in her, slick and gooey, squishing in and out. Still sleepy, she moaned and moved her thighs apart and then opened her eyes as he leaned over and kissed and sucked upon her left nipple. The nipples stood and thrust upward into his mouth and, while he played with one, he sucked and licked the other one, until both were strutting in excitation. She opened her eyes and murmured, pushing her chest upward so that he could get a better purchase upon her nipple with his active lips and tongue. “Timmy… have you got an erection already?” “Already? Mom, I've been ready for thirty minutes.” “It hasn't been that long since we finished.”
She smiled at him and, murmuring her approval of what he was doing, she reached down and took his now hard dong in her fist, and began to jack him off, running her hand up and down the thick shaft, her fingers unable to reach all the way around it. A tiny stream of his lubrication came out of the small slit in the end of his cock and ran down upon her hand. He was completely erect, his balls straining up against the bulk of his thick shaft. She licked her lips, feeling the texture of his cockhead in her mouth from memory, and the taste of his cum. She pushed him back upon the sand. “My time to ride the horse, Tim.” “Ride the horse? Oh, I know. Sure, Mom, if that's what you want.” He stretched out and his huge cock thrust up and out, curving in a gentle crescent from his dark hair upward and toward his belly. She leaned over and kissed him, her tongue thrilling him with a deep delving into his mouth and throat. Rising to her knees, she raised a leg and straddled him, her hair-surrounded cunt resting lightly upon the bloated ridge of his cock, pressing it to his belly.
It was so long that the knob was an inch above his belly-button. She reached back and tickled his balls and he laughed. Riding high upon her knees then, she arched her buttocks and, reaching between them, she seized his cock and raised it, placing the darkened knob between the slick, hot lips of her vagina. He gasped as the hot feel of her cunt, the slick lubrication spilling from her in heated excitement, swept over him. He hunched slightly and the cockhead slipped in and up into her tube. She gasped and thrust downward and felt the bulk of his gigantic prick slip deeper and deeper into her.
She raised slightly and held there, allowing only a bit of the cock to rest within her vagina. Having made this entrance, she paused and, leaning over, began caressing his face, his ears and kissing and licking his lips. “Ah, God, Mom, you're the greatest. Fuck me,” he cried out. “Fuck me hard! Make me come a great big load up inside your cunt.” She grunted and thrust downward and then wailed. His huge rod was almost splitting her apart. Straining her tissues, it was arched deeply within the dark, hot secret place of her love, stretching and filling, leaking its slick liquid and making her feel that someone had thrust a fence post up her cunt. “Oh, that is the greatest,” he wailed as she began sliding up and down the slick, thick column. “Go, Mom, go!” She grunted in her effort and, holding on to his shoulders, her tits swinging and brushing his chest with hardened tips, she began to rotate her buttocks, swinging sideways, sliding up and down, screwing downward in a sliding motion, all calculated to bring him the greatest pleasure. He was caressing her tits, kissing them, sucking the nipples and running his hands up and down her sides. He reached around and, cupping her asscheeks in his large hands, he began to roll and palm them, making her hurry her up-and-down motions. She felt as though she were being fucked by two men. One of his fingers found her asshole and slipped in, fucking in and out, making her tingle, and all the while she was riding up and down upon his beautiful cock, making it slide in and out with flashing movements, the gigantic knob striking against her cervix, the thick shaft stretching her vagina walls until their tissues were thin and clinging, with nerve ends rubbing and exciting her more and more.
She felt his juices beginning to seep out, hot and slick, and she eased up on her bucking, pumping her white ass more slowly. To keep him from coming too soon, she raised up and, letting it slide deeply inside her, she held his cock there, immobile, squeezing it gently with the muscles of her cunt, cuddling his huge balls with her hands.
The sun was in his eyes and she shifted so that her head and hair shaded him. “Gosh, Mom, that was great. Why did you stop? I was about ready to come a bucketful.” “I know,” she laughed at him, squeezing his balls gently and rolling them in her fingers, “that was why I stopped. I don't want you to come yet.” Feeling that his momentary crisis was past, she turned slowly about, keeping him inside her, until her back was to him, her buttocks squatted upon his tummy.
He reached around and played with her tits and her clit, making her shiver with the need to come. Slowly, she began to rise and fall.
He gasped at the sensation of her cunt grasping his cock like a fist, squeezing and tugging as she lifted, then relaxing and receiving him like a soft, liquid balloon when she slid downward, her cunt quivering and rubbing his bulb as it moved inward in her vagina. Tim fastened his eyes upon his cock and saw that the great width of his shaft widened her cunt until the tissues seemed nearly to tear. When she reached her upstroke, part of the vagina pulled outward like a thin sheath, clinging to his cock. She was pounding up and down upon him now, his cock filmed with her lubrication and his own, forming a thin line of foam about the swollen lips of her cunt. He was nearing his completion again and he gasped and held her hips, thrusting upward to meet her downward thrust. Mara was in the throes of little climaxes that were building slowly toward the big one she always sought. Little twinges became bumps of sensation, which in turn exploded into a further sensation that built upward toward the final one that would cause her to keen and blow her top. He felt his own cum gathering in his balls, his cock throbbing with its swelling and expanding. The knob tingled until it was a pleasure-pain sensation that nearly made him scream. Then he gasped and, reaching out, he seized her hips and thrust her down upon his raging prick just as he began to spurt. He held her hard and fast against him, his jerking prick nearly nine inches deep inside her cunt. She felt him spurt and, as the hot wash of his cum filled her cunt, she went over the mountain peak. Wailing, she jerked and squirmed in a spasm of climax that caused her eyes to roll and her teeth to grind in the extremity of her pleasure. Her cunt quivered and quaked, opening and closing upon his cock until she had squeezed every ounce of his juice out.