Haunting of Palmer Mansion Pt. 17

"Mom, could you put your forearm next to my dick?" He smiled from behind the phone. "You know, to compare the size."

"How did I get such a dirty son?" But Julie moved her hand away from her eyes, placed her left elbow at the base of his penis, and put her forearm next to his thing. "Oh, my gosh, Danny. It's bigger than my forearm. Oh, my gosh." She stared with wide eyes at the comparison.

"That's amazing. Thank you, Mom." Daniel couldn't believe she was doing this. Penelope was going to go wild when she saw this. "Can you smile for the camera now?"

"Oh, gosh." The comparison really was a big deal for Julie. She had grown used to the idea of his size, but putting it in perspective made her see it as if for the first time. She looked up at Daniel's phone and offered a somewhat shocked smile.

"Beautiful." Daniel made sure to keep her wedding ring in the shot. "I bet Dad never asked you to compare him to your forearm."

"No." Julie climbed on top of him. She needed Daniel inside her right away. "He didn't."

"Turn around. I want to see your butt bounce."

"Okay." She turned around, reached under her, and placed his thing at her entrance. "Oh, sweetie. You're spreading mmmeeeeeeeeeee." She sunk down inch after inch. Daniel slapped at her butt and she let him. If truth be told, she had grown to like that sort of attention. The way he admired and desired her womanly body sent her into overdrive. "Fill ... me ... uuuggghhhhh." She bottomed out and felt him hit places deep inside her. "Oh, gosh. You're ... in my ... belly."

"Ride it, Mom." Daniel slapped her ass with his left hand and watched it wobble. He enjoyed the red handprint he left on her white skin. With his right hand, he held his phone and continued to record. His mom took him with long pussy strokes. He could already see her frothy wetness covering his dick.

With nothing but grunts and squeals, Julie rode her son for a long time. She knew he still had the recording going, and maybe the thought gave her hips a little extra wiggle. If she was going to give him one video to get through lonely times, she'd have to make it a good one. After a while, her hips moved from bouncing to grinding. She put her hands on his thighs and closed her eyes. "So good ... ugh ... ugh ... I'm going to ... you're going to make me ..."

"Me ... too ..." Daniel dropped his phone on the bed and grabbed both of Julie's hips. He pulled her up and slammed her down several times.

Stars burst before Julie's eyes as she felt his hot stuff coat her insides. Mother and son came together. After a minute, Julie rolled off Daniel and lay next to him. Her breasts rising and falling as she worked to catch her breath. "I hope you ... like your ... video, sweetie."

"Don't forget ... the third act." Daniel panted too as he picked up the phone and propped it up on his bedside table so that it would record what happened next. "Let's do something ... interesting."

"That wasn't ... enough?" But Julie wasn't surprised. Daniel often wanted to keep going and going. "Oh," she said dumbly as Daniel roughly placed her on her back, spread his legs, and turned around so that he faced away from her. She lifted her head and looked down past her breasts. It was the oddest sight. She could see his skinny white butt and his great, big testicles hanging as he put his legs on either side of her hips. "Goodness." She watched him maneuver his penis into her from that odd angle. When it hit the back wall inside her, Julie threw her head back against the mattress.

"How's that, Mom?" Daniel looked back over his shoulder to see Julie tossing her head back and forth. He leaned forward, planted his hands on the sheet just outside her knees, and slammed his hips into her again and again.

"Won ... wonderful ... aaahhhhhh ... sweetie." Julie put her hands on his slight butt and pressed her fingernails into his firm flesh. "You're ... hitting ... me ... just right ... oooooohhhhhhhh." Another orgasm rocked Julie. It seemed like her life was just a series of orgasms recently, each one better than the last.

Daniel went at it like that for a while. He relished the way he drove his mom's backside into the mattress with each thrust, and then she bounced up ever so slightly into the air, only to be caught by the following thrust.

Julie offered this new position some verbal encouragement at first, but that soon descended into incoherent babbling. When Daniel finally unloaded in her again, she simply grunted and accepted his seed.

As his pulse slowed, Daniel pulled out of his mom and reached for his phone. He turned off the recording, and laid down next to her, with his head on Julie's left boob. He could hear her heart thumping like a galloping horse.

"I'm the luckiest ... mother in the whole world." Julie reached her right hand over and gently played with Daniel's blond hair.

"Yeah?" Daniel thought about maybe mentioning Brittney, but he let it slide. Whatever secrets Julie held from him, he figured she'd share eventually.

"You weren't always easy." She sighed. "But man, what a payoff. I never would have believed such a thing was possible."

"Me either." Daniel enjoyed the slowing beat of her heart and the bitter, potent smell of her sweat. "But I was always easy. Brad was the tough one."

"You were all difficult in your own way." She ruffled his hair, pushed him off her, and slipped out of bed. "Each ... different in your own way." Julie had a dreamy expression as she pulled on one of her husband's sweatshirts. She searched the floor for her panties and found them near the closet.

"Thank you for the video, Mom." Daniel watched her shimmy her panties up her shapely legs. She was so beautiful his heart hurt to look at her. But, of course, he couldn't look away.

"You're welcome, pumpkin." Julie turned for the door, stopped with her hand on the knob, and gave Daniel a serious look. "It goes without saying that you have to keep that video safe. If your father ever saw it, he'd ..." Her voice trailed away.

"He'd probably die of a heart attack." Daniel nodded, returning her solemnity. "I'll make sure Dad never sees it. I'll keep it hidden."

"Thank you, Danny." Julie smiled, opened the door, and slipped out into the hall. She could feel her pussy leaking into her panties. She'd have to get herself cleaned off and cleaned out before returning to bed with George. She shut the door behind her and hurried down the hall, accompanied by the tick tock of the persistent, invisible clock.

~~

Erin watched Daniel Anderson walk across the parking lot. He hopped over a little snowbank, adjusted his backpack, and marched down the sidewalk away from the school. It was two hours until the final bell. The rascal had slipped out one of the side doors.

"This sort of truancy won't be tolerated in my school," Erin said to herself. She thought about calling Mrs. Anderson right then and bringing her in for a conference. But no, maybe not. Erin tapped her pen on her desk and thought things over. The tales her Teddy had told her about Daniel were beyond salacious. It had taken a while to get those stories out of her son. But once he'd told her he'd seen Daniel with an older, black woman, Erin was beyond shocked.

Clearly Julie Anderson was letting her son run wild, and the best way to rein him in would be a surprise house visit. That always put the fear of God in her students.

That settled, Erin turned her attention to planning for the December debate tournament. So many needs always pushing up against her and demanding her time. She hummed to herself as she went to work.

~~

"Oh, God. That's the ... ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... hottest thing I've ever seen." Penelope lay on her back on the living room floor. One leg was on the carpet, the other high in the air as Daniel scissored her. She could feel the weight of his balls slap against her upper thigh with each vigorous lunge. Penelope held Daniel's phone above her swaying breasts and watched the screen as Julie placed her arm next to Daniel's dick. "Damn, Danny. You're ... bigger than her forearm. That's crazy. And your mom ... isn't a small woman."

"Oh, yeah. That was cool. Right?" Daniel's slack jaw tightened as he smiled down at Penelope. He could hear his mom on the recording. "How did I get such a dirty son?" and then all of her oh goshes.

"Yeah, totally cool. You are such a nerd." Penelope glanced up from the screen with alarm, but Daniel didn't seem to care about being called a nerd at the moment. "Does she have sex on camera?"

"Keep watching." Daniel hugged Penelope's leg to his chest and watched her foot flop in the air as he plowed her.

"Damn ... Danny." Penelope stared at the phone as Julie sat on him in a reverse cowgirl. "Look at all that cock disappear ... uuuggghhhhh ... inside her. I'm ..." Penelope gritted her teeth. Her blonde hair fell in front of her eyes from the force of Daniel's onslaught, but she didn't have the wherewithal to do anything about it. She clutched the phone tighter, watching her mother-in-law's ass bounce. "I'm ... cummmminnnnggggggg." Electricity surged through Penelope's nerve endings. "Aaaaaeeeiiiiiiii." Penelope and Brad's small house echoed with her shrieks.

"You look so ... amazing when you cum ... Pen." Daniel didn't slow down for her climax. He kept on plowing.

When she was able to focus on the video again, Penelope saw that Julie was now gyrating and rubbing rather than bouncing. Penelope couldn't help but admire the woman's ass. "So good ... ugh ... ugh ... I'm going to ... you're going to make me ..." Julie's voice said via the video. Penelope watched as mother and son came together. "You ... you really unloaded ... in her pussy."

"I'm ... getting close ... Pen." Daniel kept up his humping.

"Just like you're going ... to do in mine ..." The thought occurred to Penelope that she might not be the only pregnant Mrs. Anderson. But that was too crazy to contemplate for long. "Cum ... Danny ... cum ... oooohhhhhhhhhh." Another orgasm swept through Penelope as she heard Daniel's soft grunts and felt his hot cum inside her.

Normally, with one of their afterschool trysts, she'd let Daniel dump his load, clean him up, and send him home before there was any chance of Brad arriving back from work. But he'd cut from school early that day. Penelope felt she was having a good influence on the teenager. "We've got some extra time today. Wanna go again?"

Daniel looked down at her with his dopey, postcoital smile. "Sure. How do you want it?"

"Well, um ..." Penelope looked at the phone she still clutched in her hands. "Like this?" She angled it so Daniel could see his mom going wild as he smashed her in reverse missionary.

"Okay." Daniel pulled out of her and turned around.

"Do you need a sec to recharge or something?" Penelope watched him line up with her pussy.

"No. I'm good. As long as you can take it again."

"Like a good slut, you mean?" She watched his skinny butt flex as he pushed into her.

"Yeah. Aaaahhhhhh. You're my slut?" Daniel was getting better with the dirty talk. Eloise would have been proud.

"I am. Uggghhhhhh." Penelope squealed as he hit some new spot in the back of her pussy.

"You're not Brad's slut?" Daniel nailed her with long, savage strokes.

"No," she whimpered. In this position, Penelope was pinned to the floor by that magnificent cudgel.

"You're mine." Daniel couldn't believe this homecoming queen was his. He rutted her like an animal. "My pussy."

"I'm ... yours ... Danny. Oooooohhhhhhhhhh. It's ... your pussy." Penelope hit one of those operatic notes as she came. She was totally at this teenager's mercy. Penelope writhed through orgasm after orgasm. Her time with Daniel was better than any drug she'd ever had, and she and Brad had sampled a few. Between climaxes she looked down at his monster balls as they slapped into her again and again. There was so much cum stored there. Cum that he'd put in his mother and in her. What a web she'd fallen into.

Later, after he'd cum again, Daniel found himself seated naked on the couch, looking down as Penelope lovingly cleaned off their combined cum with her tongue. "When do you start to show?"

"Mmmmppphhh?" She looked up at him with her soft, blue eyes.

"The baby."

Penelope finished cleaning the underside of his dick. She placed her dress on the couch to catch the cum that was inevitably going to flow out of her, and sat next to Daniel. "You're the uncle, not the papa. Remember?" She touched his nose with the tip of her finger, playfully. "Officially, I mean."

"Yeah, I know." Daniel smiled. He didn't mind the situation. "I was just wondering when you'd start to show."

"Well, I've never been pregnant before. Soon, I guess?" Penelope shrugged. "You know, when I have a baby, my body isn't going to be what it is now." Penelope looked down at his soft cock. "This old mare she ain't what she used to be," she sang.

"You'll be as beautiful as ever." Daniel lightly smacked her boob. "More beautiful, even. Look at my mom."

"Yeah, she's hot." Penelope nodded in agreement. "Now that I've seen her in action and all. Speaking of which, do you think I could get a copy of that video?"

"Are you kidding me?" Daniel shook his head. "Never in a million years. But I'll show it to you again if you want. I might even make more."

"Please make more." Penelope felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought of more debauched Julie on video. She looked over at the clock and saw it was getting late. "Let's get dressed, Danny. I'll give you a ride home."

"Thanks, Pen." Daniel gave her a kiss on the cheek. "You're the best."

"I really am." She stood up and looked for her underwear. "Your special slut." She found her bra and bent to pick it up.

Daniel smiled at that. He then stood up to fetch his own clothes. Time to go home.