Chapter 4

Marilyn woke up the next morning feeling good.

She stretched as she gazed at her son sleeping at her side. His face was so young, so innocent in sleep.

Tossing the sheet to the foot of the bed, she looked at his body. It was a strong, virile body, the body of a young boy showing promise of manhood. He slept on his back, one leg bent out. His cock rested between his thighs, his balls dangling below.

Marilyn gave some consideration to leaning down there and giving his cock a good morning kiss, but thought better of it. The poor boy had fucked her so much the day before, and she had sucked him off that once. He needed his rest, his sleep.

Shoving her long legs over the edge of the bed, she stood up and looked affectionately at her son once more, then went into the bathroom for her morning shower. The spray of the water revived her, and she hummed happily while soaping her lovely, slender body. Her nipples were hard, and she realized they seemed to stay hard, especially since yesterday.

She soaped the curling hairs of her cunt, and for a moment teased herself by inserting a finger into her pussy. But she didn’t have to finger-fuck any more, never again. She had her son and his wonderful young cock. Letting the shower spray rinse the soap from her flesh, she thought how lucky she was to have Donny. Some boys, she felt, might be embarrassed to fuck their mother, but most probably wanted to at one time or other in their life. Donny was doing it and he seemed delighted with it.

Stepping from the shower and taking a huge, thick towel, Marilyn dried her body. She fluffed her hair and went back into the bedroom. Donny was still sound asleep.

A glance at the bedside clock told her it was ten in the morning already. She had never slept so late, she thought with amusement. But it was a well-deserved indulgence and she grinned as she went downstairs to prepare breakfast. She was halfway through cooking when she realized she had not dressed.

Marilyn giggled naughtily. “Oh, what difference does it make now.” she said aloud, placing bacon on a platter.

Breakfast ready, she called up the stairs for Donny.

He came down rubbing at his sleepy eyes. But he had put pajama bottoms on, she saw. When Donny saw that his mother was naked, he laughed and quickly tugged his pajamas down. He threw them playfully across the kitchen, then sat down to eat.

“Want to use the hot tub with me this morning, Donny?” she asked.

Donny had been in the tub once with his mother and they both had worn swimsuits then. But they had never tubbed together since that time. Now she remembered the reason. As they sat in the hot water, their thighs had made contact and Donny had jerked away very quickly, blushing. She had forgotten the incident until now.

“Sure.” he said, smiling as he stuffed bacon into his mouth. “That would be fun.”

After breakfast, Marilyn quickly cleaned up the kitchen while her son helped. Their hips touched often, and she was delighted to see his cock lift into a beautiful hardness. She could not resist grabbing his prick and stroking it for a moment. Donny cupped her tits and fondled them, licking the stiff nipples. Marilyn pressed her lower body against him, rubbing the head of his cock through the thick hair of her cunt.

“We better stop this right now,” she whispered, “before we start to fuck and forget the hot tub.”

“I’d rather fuck.” he laughed, but pulled from his mother just the same.

Holding hands, they walked naked onto the redwood deck outside. Climbing into the tub, Marilyn sat on the seat, her tits beneath the water. Donny climbed in with her, sitting close, his thigh pressed against hers. This time he didn’t jerk away. As the hot water swirled about their naked bodies, Marilyn held her son’s cock, pumping it to keep him nicely hard. Now and then she kissed him, running her tongue over his lips and into his mouth. Donny fondled his mother’s tits, one arm draped over her creamy shoulders.

The sun was high and hot, burning down on them. There was not a cloud in the sky and the blue was very deep and clear. A slight breeze whispered through the tall pines. It was a day of laziness, a day to be outside and caress and kiss and fuck.

Within fifteen or so minutes, neither of them was in any condition to simply touch and feel. Marilyn lifted her dripping body from the hot tub and sat on the edge, spreading her legs wide and leaning back on her hands. Donny, still in the hot water, traced the pouting lips of his mother’s hair-lined cunt, feeling it and probing at her inflamed clitoris, making Marilyn squeal and twist her ass about. She looked down between her thighs to watch her son feel her up and became hotter and more aroused.

“Kiss it for me, Donny.” she murmured. “Kiss mother’s cunt. Just once, baby! Kiss my hot cunt just once!”

Donny’s eyes became glassy as he stared between her widely spread thighs. He gazed at the slippery, pink pussy lips and protruding clitoris. Then he licked his lips.

Marilyn arched her crotch toward his young face.

“Come on, darling.” she encouraged with a hot voice. “Kiss it just once. You might enjoy it, Donny. Most guys love to lick a pussy!”

“They do?” he asked.

“Of course.” Marilyn replied in a throaty voice. “Guys enjoy licking a cunt as much as girls love to suck on a hard cock. Kiss it and you’ll see.”

Donny pressed his face between his mother’s thighs, shoving his mouth onto her wet cunt tentatively. Immediately, Marilyn shot her hand out and grabbed him by the back of his head, holding his mouth tight into her wet, hairy cunt. Unable to pull away, Donny kissed his mother’s pussy with a loud, wet sound. Only after he had kissed her cunt did she let him draw his face away.

“That wasn’t so terrible, was it?” she asked.

Donny ran his tongue over his lips and his eyes gleamed brightly. “You taste good, Mom!” he said in surprise.

“I told you.” she laughed.

Without encouragement now, Donny shoved his face back between her thighs, kissing her cunt eagerly. Marilyn whined with delight and rubbed her cunt up and down his lips. “Use your tongue, honey! Lick it!”

She felt his tongue snake out and slurp about her wet, twitching cunt lips. As it moved about her distended clitoris, she moaned loudly, rocking her hips up and down, smearing his face with her cunt. She felt his tongue lap at the sensitive lips of her pussy, and a gasping gurgle boiled from her. She pressed the soft, silky inner surfaces of her thighs against his cheeks, and then felt her son’s hands under her ass, cupping it and holding her cunt into his mouth.

“Shove your tongue up my cunt!” Marilyn hissed with throaty ecstasy. “Fuck my cunt with your tongue, darling! Ohhhh, please tongue-fuck me! My cunt is so hot, so wet, baby! It needs your tongue!”

Donny stabbed his tongue into the hot wetness of his mother’s cunt, his eyes wide and glassy. His nose was buried in the thick bush of her cunt hair, and his chin pressed between the hot cheeks of her ass. His tongue went quite deep and when he wiggled it about between the clasping lips of her cunt, Marilyn wailed with ecstasy.

She began to grind her cunt into his mouth as he snaked his tongue back and forth, thrusting into his mother’s quivering pussy. She did not have to hold his face into her crotch any longer, Donny was pressing his open mouth hard and desperately into her cunt. Marilyn’s mind reeled into erotic ecstasy as she lifted her ass, pressing her burning pussy into her son’s eager face.

“Oooo, mouth-fuck me, darling!” she squealed. “Oh, mouth-fuck my cunt! Give me some tongue, Donny! Ohhh, fuck my cunt with that lovely tongue! Lick my pussy ... eat mother’s hairy cunt ... her snatch. Suck my cunt, Donny!”

His tongue delved and lapped, and he swallowed often because her pussy was seeping so much into his mouth. Marilyn’s cunt squeezed about her son’s diving tongue as she pumped her ass up and down, her head thrown back and eyes closed to the sun. Her flat stomach was rippling with subtle movements as she churned into his mouth. Her tits stood up tight and spongy, her nipples were very hard.

She had draped her legs over son’s shoulders now, and held him tightly with her hot, cream inner thighs. Soft squeals mingled with delighted whines as she sensed her orgasms burning inside her body. She twisted her cunt into her son’s face tighter and more frenziedly as the orgasm swelled.