Porntastic Adventure

"Yes, yes," she cried, "fuck me with your big cock! Harder, baby, harder! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me, please, right there! Oh, oh, oh my fucking God, YES!"

Her voice rose and octave as that slight resistance finally gave way, and Andy's raging cock pushed through her cervix into her very womb. The head of Andy's cock was gripped hard, almost pinched, as her muscles contracted around him. Tracy screamed loudly and her body exploded beneath him as she came thunderously, jamming her tits into his face, thrusting her pelvis against his, holding his body tight with hands and thighs. She called out his name, her voice growing hoarse, as Andy continued to thrust. "Andy! Andy! My baby, Andy! Oh God, sweetie, fuck me hard! So good, so fucking good!"

Had he breath to speak, Andy would have agreed. This was more amazing than he had dreamed, more intense, more pleasurable and intoxicating than he had hoped. The room filled with their cries, their combined scents, the slap of bodies against one another, and the creak of the bed beneath them. Forgotten, the porno in the vcr droned on, featuring some woman who wasn't nearly as beautiful as the wailing creature beneath Andy.

And then he felt it. His balls contracted like fists, and his thrusting cock grew harder, swelling another inch inside her. He felt an electric charge race up from the base of the cock to the tip, and knew the inevitable explosion was upon him. Tracy sensed it too, and a sudden fear blossomed in the back of her passion addled mind.

"Don't come in me, baby," she said, "I want to feel you on my skin!"

Oblivious to the dangers, Andy slammed home one more time, feeling his climax crest. But he was an obedient son, and just as the cum began to surge through his cock, he yanked himself and slapped his cock against his mother's taut belly. His cock swelled and spat its precious load, spraying a long stream of pearly white cum in an arc across his mother's stomach. It splattered across the high domes of her breasts, and another stream followed that one, flying higher and arcing farther, splashing Tracy's cheek and trailing down along her jawline. A third blast fired forth, decorating a line of creamy jizz along Tracy's breastbone. Feverishly, Andy lurched upward on the bed, aiming his spraying cock at his mother's heaving tits. Cum jetted from him in a wave, frosting each massive breast, splashing an endless supply of semen on his mother's breasts. She cooed and moaned and pressed her tits together with her elbows as rivers of cum dripped across their majestic expanse.

Spent finally, Andy manipulated his softening cock, using it to spread the cum on her breasts. Tracy cupped her tits and played with the pools of cum, then brought the semen up to her lips and sucked her fingers dry. She shifted on the bed and took her son's cock into her mouth once more to clean it off, removing the last pearly drops of cum from the head, as well as the slick traces of her own secretions.

At last, Andy collapsed in a breathless heap on his bed, beside his mother. She turned slightly, one tit pressing against his arm, and nestled her head against his shoulder. "That was amazing," she gasped, snuggling into him.

Andy put and arm around her and pulled her close. "Yeah," he agreed.

"Mmmm," she purred. "How long have you known?"

"Two years," he admitted. "I found the first tape by accident and it just. . . awakened something horrible inside me. I couldn't help myself. You're just so sexy and beautiful, and, and, uninhibited. And you were right here. So close, and yet so far away."

She regarded him seriously. "Well, not anymore. I'm yours, any time you want me. I haven't been fucked like that since. . ." she trailed off and looked away. "Since your father," she added finally. She looked at him sharply. "Love makes it different, I think. All those times I did it on film, it was okay, but it was always empty. There was never anything genuine about it."

Andy thought for a moment. "I love you, Mom," he said at last.

"I know baby," Tracy told her son. "I love you too."

Life at the Wilson house changed after that night. Andy's secret lust no longer needed to be hidden, and Tracy was more than happy to make her son's every sexual fantasy a reality. Andy even went so far as to throw his porn collection out, but Tracy stopped him. "Let's keep them around for a little while," she told him with a twinkle in her eye. "I like watching them with you."

So they did.