Chapter 3

Later that afternoon while the sun was still high, Marilyn and Donny rode their bicycles through the pines.

It was something they had done often shortly after her divorce. They hadn’t done it much lately but today the wonders of nature drew them into the woods.

Donny still wore his shorts, but Marilyn had put on a short tennis-type dress and blouse. Beneath the skirt she had on quite lacy, very sheer, bikini panties. Her son seemed to never get his fill of looking at her slender thighs, and she decided to dress in a manner that revealed them to him.

They rode slowly along a narrow trail between the tall trees, the sun filtering through. About a mile from the house they paused. Marilyn stood astraddle her bicycle, the rear of her skirt caught on the seat. Donny was slightly behind his mother and he gazed excitedly at her thighs. He could see not only her long thighs, but also the roundness of her ass where the skirt was held up. The tingle in his crotch caused his cock to harden, and when Marilyn glanced at him, it was the first thing she saw. A slow smile spread over her face and her eyes grew warm.

“Do you always stay so hard, Donny?” she said in a low voice, licking her lips.

“Only when I look at you, Mom,” he replied, rubbing at his bulging prick. “Did you know I can see your ass?”

She nodded her head. “That’s why I dressed this way.”

“I can usually peek up girls’ dresses at school,” he said, “but I like looking at you better.”

“You’re sweet, honey,” she murmured. “Especially when you have such a lovely hard-on.”

Proudly, Donny lifted the flap of his shorts to expose his throbbing cock to his mother. Marilyn ran her tongue over her lips as her cunt flexed with anticipation. She rolled her bicycle backwards so she could take his cock in her hand. She squeezed and stroked his cock for a while, her eyes burning down at it. The swollen head was dripping and she ran her thumb across his piss hole.

Lifting her hand up, she smiled wantonly at her son as she moved her tongue about her thumb, tasting the juices of his prick. Donny’s eyes widened and when she held his cock again it seemed to throb even more powerfully.

“Come on, let’s ride a bit farther.” Marilyn laughed and began to pedal away.

Donny followed, watching her thighs flash in the filtered sunlight, seeing her ass move slightly from side to side on the seat.

They stopped again on a hill overlooking a luxuriously green valley. Leaning her bicycle against a pine tree, she sat on the soft grass, drawing her knees to her tits and placing her chin on them. Donny sat cross-legged slightly in front of his mother so he could peek at her thighs and the way her panties pooched out around her cunt. His cock had slipped from the leg of his shorts, the head so sweetly smooth. Almost idly, Marilyn took her son’s cock in her hand and jacked on it slowly.

“It’s so beautiful.” she whispered.

“It sure is.” Donny grinned, staring at her crotch.

“You nut,” she laughed. “ I’m talking about the view.”

“So am I!” he said.

“I think we’re looking at two different views.” Marilyn replied.

“You look at what you want and I’ll look at what I want, Mom.” Donny said in a thick voice. “I think what I’m looking at is prettier.”

“You just like pussy, that’s your trouble,” she said, pumping and squeezing on his cock. “You’re pussy-crazy, honey. Just plain crazy for hot cunt.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“Not a thing,” Marilyn purred. “Not a fucking thing is wrong with being pussy-crazy.”

“Hairy cunt crazy.” Donny giggled, reaching to move his fingers about her pooching panties. “Hot, wet, hairy cunt crazy.”

Marilyn regarded her son with smoldering eyes. A day ago she had never heard him utter such words, nor had she ever said them in his presence. It was exciting to hear him talk that way. It made her tits swell and her pussy pulsate deliciously.

“If you like this cunt so much,” she said in a low, whispery voice, “what would you like to do with it?”

“Anything and everything, Mom.” he replied, pressuring his fingers up on her pussy. “I’d do anything for this cunt.”

Marilyn pumped faster on his hard cock, excitement growing within her. “Would you fuck it ... here.”

Donny looked around. “No one would see us. We’re too far away from any houses. Sure, Mom. I’d fuck it right here.”

Marilyn lay back on the grass, spreading her knees wide until they were almost touching the ground. Then she looked at her son with boiling eyes, her cunt twitching with readiness.

“Do it then, Donny.” she urged quietly. “Fuck me here, out in the open, with the sun and the trees and the birds! Fuck me here—now!”

Donny, his eyes glowing, started to shove his shorts down, but Marilyn stopped him. “Leave them on, baby. Just pull your cock out the side.”

“Aren’t you gonna take your panties off?”

“No reason to.” she mewled, tugging at the crotch of her lacy panties. “See?”

Donny stared at his mother’s exposed cunt. Somehow, this was intensely erotic to him. His mother lying there, her short skirt bunched almost to her narrow waist, her legs up and knees wide, holding the crotch of her panties to one side for him. His cock jerked and his balls became tight as he moved between his mother’s thighs.

Marilyn arched her hips up, already grinding in a tight circle as she waited breathlessly for her son’s cock to penetrate her steamy cunt. Donny braced himself with his hands on each side of her, and his cock slithered into her pussy. Marilyn gave a long hiss of pleasure. She placed her palms flat on the grass at her hips, humping up and down as her son began thrusting his cock into her cunt.

“Oooo, baby.” she whimpered.

“Oh, Mom!” Donny groaned.

Marilyn churned her cunt about as his balls banged upon her ass, thrilling her again. She clawed her fingers into the grass as the sensations of ecstasy ignited and soon began to roar through her. It seemed to Marilyn that Donny’s cock went deeper and filled her cunt more than it had earlier in the day. Her cunt was so wet she could hear the liquid sounds as her son thrust up and down.

Her hips were in constant motion, gyrating and humping. Whimpers were bubbling from her as she gazed with hot, unfocused eyes into the blazing ones of her son above her. Her mouth was slightly parted and her pink, moist tongue moved slowly about her lips. She was panting with pleasure as she churned her hips to the motion of his thrusting cock.

She watched the ecstasy on her son’s face above her, and seeing his pleasure was as good to her as feeling his cock banging her cunt. The flexing sensation of her cunt gave her son greater thrills, she knew, just as it did her. The ability of her cunt to become tight and suck and then relax again was something involuntary. She had no control over it, and she didn’t want to control it.

The sensations of her cunt flexing around his cock were as exciting to her as they were to her son. She thought she could feel each ridge of his throbbing cock inside her receptive cunt. He would plunge deep, then withdraw. On each plunge she felt his balls brushing against the hot cheeks of her ass, the base of his cock smashing her knotted clitoris and throbbing between her stretching cunt lips.

As he withdrew, he would almost but not quite, pull his cock completely free. She would feel the swollen head almost leave her cunt and then, just as she began to feel real apprehension—afraid he would take his prick out, he would thrust deep into her again.

“This is so beautiful, baby.” she mewled up at him, her hips moving. “Does it feel good to you, Donny? Does my cunt make your cock feel good? Can you feel how hot and wet mother’s cunt is on your lovely prick?”

He grunted a reply, too excited to speak.

Marilyn drew her knees up, sliding them along his hips and waist. She pulled them back until they pressed upon her shoulders. This caused her ass to lift high and her son was almost upright as he fucked her. She thought this position enabled her to feel his cock so much better, to experience the full ecstasy of him stuffing her pussy.

“Oooo, Donny, Donny!” she hissed as the heat grew within her to a bubbling boil. “Ram it to me, darling! Oh, God ... ram that sweet cock to my cunt! I love it, baby, love it! Fuck my cunt! Fuck mother’s hot cunt! So beautiful, so fucking beautiful!”

She swung her uplifted ass about, wishing now they had removed at least her panties. But it was too late for that. She wasn’t going to stop now for anything.

Marilyn was sobbing with the intensity of her ecstasy now, and Donny was grunting and puffing above her. He had brought his hands onto her tits sometime or other, and she felt him squeezing them as his cock plunged harder and faster. Jerking her cunt up and down, riding his cock in a frenzy, she felt her orgasm steaming away. Through it, she could feel her son’s cock throbbing, jerking about inside the satiny walls of her pussy. Her clitoris had become a very hard knot now and every time her son banged against it, she yelped with delight.

“I’m going to cum, Donny!” she screamed, the sound echoing about the pine trees. “I’m going to cum!”

Donny increased the speed of his cock and Marilyn thought the friction would actually cause her to burst into flames between her smooth, long thighs. When her orgasm exploded, it created a storm of shuddering movements in her body. Her hips jerked uncontrollably and she was wailing in mindless ecstasy. Her hairy cunt squeezed very tightly about his cock as she came, and Donny was panting with his efforts to maintain the speed and power of his fucking thrusts.

Although his face was still above hers, Marilyn could no longer see him. Her orgasms had been so strong, she was blinded. She felt nothing but his cock and balls, and her orgasm bursting in her cunt. She didn’t even feel the fading heat of the sun, and no longer heard the chirping of the birds. All she heard was the roaring ecstasy that gripped her, all she felt was the convulsive pleasure in her cunt.