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DDM (08/13)
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
WARNING!
The following story contains detailed descriptions of sex acts between
family members (incest), and between humans and animals (bestiality).
If you are offended by such material, please stop reading now!
<< Danny Does Mom / Part 5b >>
She stretched herself along his body, straddling one of his thighs to
let its hardness ease the hunger of her pussy and putting her arms around
him. "Kiss me again, Son."
Their lips locked and her tongue probed for his. He explored her
throat with his tongue tip and she writhed on him, her breasts scrubbing
the sparse hair on his chest, her cunt grinding on his thigh. When she
drew
back to look at his face through a film of happy tears, she knew he was no
longer fooled by the academic pretense.
When he spoke, his voice had a tone of new maturity. "Mom," he said
very softly. "You just want to fuck with me, don't you."
She cringed. "Yes," she whispered. "I didn't until it happened, but I do
now. Besides, there really are a lot of things you don't know yet."
"Yeah." He kneaded her ass and sighed. "I've dreamed I was fucking
you lots of times. It never did turn out like today." A faraway look of
bliss
stole into his eyes. "Never wild like that was, Mom the second I stuck my
cock into you I knew I couldn't stop. I knew I had to go all the way!"
"I know."
The telephone rang. Helen groaned and scrambled off her son. "Why
don't you get it, honey? You've got to get your blood circulating again."
"Okay," he grinned, laying a hand on her belly for a moment before
leaving her. In a moment, he was back. "Dad," he said. "Says there's an
emergency meeting of the State highway engineers tonight. He called to
say he'll be home the middle of tomorrow morning."
"Oh, dear!" she wailed.
Danny grinned. "Hey, Mom! We can play a lot! Okay?"
She realized how such a suggestion would have horrified her two
hours earlier. "A regular orgy, you mean," she said dryly.
Danny grinned and ducked his head. "I guess so. All kinds of games."
"Yes. I guess we can do that."
"Wow! Gee, thanks, Mom!" He grabbed her, pulling her to him and
rubbing his body against her breasts. He slid his hand down her side to
her
hip, then around between her thighs to clutch at her pussy. She squirmed,
but his other arm was like a bar across the small of her back, and he dug
his fingers deeply into her, raising her feet from the floor. "This is
fun,
Mom! I like playing with you like this!"
Savage lust roared in her and she clung to him. "I like it too!" she
said in a strangled tone.
"Hey, Mom, is it true animals and people fuck sometimes?"
"Danny! How should I know?"
"I mean, would it be possible?"
The pressure of his hand in her vagina burned wariness out of her.
"Why not. Male animals have penises and get erections, just like men do.
Females have . . vaginas."
"Yeah, I guess so. I heard someone talking about it. Mom? . . . "
"Yes?"
"Mom, I'd sure like to see that once."
"Ugh! I don't know where you'd find an animal that would do it!"
"I mean a male animal and a woman."
"That's even more unlikely! You'd never find a woman who'd do that
for you!" She sighed and pressed her thighs together on his hand, then
grinned broadly. "Other women aren't going to do weird things for you like
I am."
"But you would, wouldn't you?"
"What?"
"You'd let an animal fuck you so I could see how it worked, wouldn't
you?"
"Danny!"
"Wouldn't you, Mom? Just for me?"
That was a safe commitment, she decided. She'd never have to honor
it. He never would find an animal trained that way. "Yes. I guess I would,
Son. I'm afraid you'd have a hard time finding an animal that
accomodating,
though."
"No, Mom! I don't think so!"
She laughed contentedly and hugged him. 'Let him have his fantasies,'
she thought. 'Tonight, I've got him.'
"Smokey, Mom!" Danny set her on her feet, his hand still firmly
locked in her cunt.
She leaned back and gazed into his ernest eyes, shaking her head.
"Smokey wouldn't touch a woman, Son. He doesn't know anything about
those things. Why, he's never even had a lady donkey!"
"He knows all about hard-ons," Danny insisted. "He's been going
around with one half the time this week."
"He has? I didn't notice."
"That's because you don't see him often.'
"Having an erection isn't having sex with a woman, Son. I'm afraid
that just isn't practical."
"We could at least try!" He sounded irritated and hurt. "You just don't
want to. You just said you would without meaning it."
"Danny, I meant it!" 'Damn it, I really didn't! But I'm not going to
admit that. Besides, what's the harm in trying? Smokey's not going to do
anything but try to hide.'
"Okay! Come on, then!" Her son pulled his hand out of her throbbing
pussy and dragged her toward the back of the house. "Let's try, Mom. Just
once."
"It's broad daylight, Danny! We can't go out naked like this!"
"Nobody can see us! Not the way you and Dad have the place screened
off!"
Convincing or not, he was stronger than she. He gripped her wrist
firmly and dragged her with him. They crossed the yard and ducked through
the hedge into Smokey's compound. Danny led her into the donkey's corral.
"You better use the feed table," he said.
Helen hesitated, surveying the table her husband had insisted on to
keep the hay off the ground. It did look the right height, coming almost
exactly to the level of the furry little beast's belly. At the moment
there
was a thick layer of sweet smelling hay on it and Smokey was wandering
about disconsolately, his cock projecting from its sheath, rigid and angry
red.
"Good heavens! I see what you mean about erections!" she exclaimed.
Danny urged her across the corral to the feed table. "Just bend over
it, I guess." he said.
Reluctantly she bent forward and lay on her belly on the table, her
feet on the pulverized ground. The hay pricked her flesh, but it smelled
so
sweet and provided such a pleasent cushion she didn't object. Danny began
to tie a tag end of frayed rope around her left wrist.
"Danny! What's the big idea?"
He smiled apologetically. "He's going to have enough to get used to
without worrying about where you're going. You said so yourself in the
dining room."
"Oh, all right." She knew it gave her son an enormous erotic thrill to
see her helpless, and it wasn't going to hurt her. She let him knot the
loops
around both wrists and waited to see how he ment to position her. He
pulled her forward on the tablre until her breasts cleared the forward
edge and her thighs pressed against the opposite side. 'I don't know why
we call it a table,' she thought, 'squirming uncomfortably. It's nothing
but
a two-by-twelve.'
Danny groaned. "You can't do it like that," he said. "That's no good."
And then, excitedly, "I know. Mom! Wait!" He raced to the shelter and
brought back the tattered old saddle. Helping his mother to her feet, he
flung the saddle onto the table, where it appeared to fit as well as it
did
on Smokey. "Now! Lie over that!"
She lowered her belly onto the saddle, lying precariously across it.
Danny tied loops to her ankles, ignoring her hands, and pulled her legs
apart to an impossible angle, securing her feet to the table supports.
Grasping her waist, he slid her forward so the saddle was under her hips
and lower belly, her torso hanging over the other side and her ass in the
air. She struggled, but he seized the rope fragments that dangled from her
wrists and quickly lashed her wrists to her ankles.
"My God, Danny! Not this way!" She tried to imagine how her cunt
must be gaping.
"Mom! This is the greatest! Wow, what a playground!" He ran his hand
over her back and onto ther ass. "You'd make a great toy!"
"Oh, sure!" She stared at the way her hair swept the ground,
shimmering auburn strands brushing dung-rich, dark earth, and looked past
her legs at Smokey, still shuffling around the corral with his engorged
hard-on bobbing. 'It's a good thing he's not going to know what to do,'
she
thought with a shudder. 'That thing's so big it would split me right down
the middle! But God, how it would feel going in!'
Danny acted as if he'd momentarily forgottewn the donkey. He
squatted at her head, reaching around her with both hands to fondle her
breasts. "I like the way your tits hang when you're like this, Mom." He
chuckled suddenly. "I think I'll milk you!" He repositioned his fingers
and
began to milk, using the techniquue he'd briefly practiced at a goat farm
his school class had visited.
Helen cried out in a burst of excitement. The strange, rolling
pressure made her boobs feel as if they were swelling, and her nipples
stretched to generate a wild kind of sensation throughout her body. She
felt a rush of heat into the dangling tips of her breasts, precisely as if
there were milk rushing to be squirted out.
"Danny! My God, Danny baby! You're making an animal out of me!" Her
snatch throbbed and fingers of fiery excitement raced over her. "Oh, Son!"
He continued to milk her until she was thrashing violently on the
saddle, the ropes biting viciously into her wrists and ankles. She knew
nothing had ever produced even a similar sensation in her breasts.
"Ohhhh! .
. . Danny, you could make me cum doing that!"
"Yeah? You really mean that? Hey, I'm going to, sometime! Know
what? I haven't seen you cum yet!"
"No," she gasped, sensing she was nearer an orgasm than at any
previous time during the day.
"Mom, a woman can cum one time right after another, can't she?"
"Well . . . " she hesitated. "Sometimes."
"Bitchin'! How many times?"
"I don't know." The sensation in her breasts had spread until her
whole body felt as if it were being milked. She threw her head up and
clenched her teeth, feeling a great churning in her belly. Her head roared
and spots danced before her eyes. She would cum now if she weren't
careful. She dropped her hesad and tilted it to watch her son's hands. The
sight of the strong fingers rolling the flesh of her breasts and crushing
her quivering nipples sent a powerful mental stimulas through her. She
strained her buttocks apart, then clamped them. A fierce conmtraction
snapped her cuntmouth and raced inward along her barrel, with another nad
another behind it. She went rigid, forcing her limbs straight and arching
her back. Her mouth opened wide, a deep, undulating groan pouring out.
Tremors shook her and she knew only that she was lost in a sea of
exqusite pleasure.
"Aghhhh! . . . Nnnng! . . . Danny, Danny, Danny!"
"Mom! MOM! You are! You're cumming! Jesus you're beautiful when you
cum, Mom!"
Her contraction ceased and she fell limp, hanging breathlessly. Her
son stroked her aching tits and ran his hands onto her belly. She felt
something at her twat.
"Danny?" She struggled for air. "Danny, what's that at my crotch?"
"At your pussy, Mom? Hey! That's Smokey! He really digs the smell of
pussy-juice!" Dan sparng to his feet and leaned over her.
She felt Smokey's wet nose rooting among her inflamed tissues and
then something hot and rough stroking them.
"Mom! He's licking you! He acts like he's eating all that stuff!"
She shuddered and moaned, her diminishing passion bounding into
full bloom again. Her hips rocked and she saw her hair swishing in the
dirt.
The broad tongue reached her cuntmouth and jabbed at it.
"Hey, Mom! Oh, Jesus! He's sticking his tongue down your cunt! Mom,
he's going all the way in with it!"
The supple blade penetrated the length of her passage, snaking
among the inner folds and scrubbing them. Her belly writhed and her ass
leaped. She was in a frenzy, uncertain wether she was coming or not.
"Danny, baby! My God, he's eating me from the inside out!"
She felt the tongue leave her as quickly as it had entered.
"Boy, is he hot!" Danny exclaimed. "Mom, you ought to see the way
he's humping! Just like he already had that cock in something! Hey! He's
going to try!"
"OH, NO! No, Son! Don't let him!" She jerked at the ropes frantically.
"Oh, please!"
"Mom, that's what we're out here for! Mom, he is! He's going to fuck
you!"
Her vagina puckered with her sudden fright. Looking under the wide,
inverted vee of her legs she could see the agitated donkey. His cock
looked
more formidable than before, and while she stared in fascination, she saw
him rear on his hind legs and prance toward her. She bit her lips and
waited.
"I won't let him put his hooves on you, Mom." Danny panted audibly
and she guessed he was forcing the donkey's forefeet apart.
In a moment, she knew she was right. She felt the hard feet agaist
her sides, slipping toward her chest. And she felt a great, hard point
touch
her twat, perfectly centered.
"You guided his penis, Danny," she said accusingly.
"Sure! Wouldn't want him in your ass, would you?"
The point jabbed repeatedly,
Art had a really good sized cock that filled her deliciously. Barry
was a little larger than Art, a really snug fit in her pussy. Danny's cock
was huge, but Smokey's shaft was monsterous and she felt her cunt
stretch impossibly to engulf it. A deep, joy-choked groan was wrenched
from her as the giant cock sank home. It filled her belly and made her
taste iron. Smokey scrambled with his forefeet and lodged them agaist
projections on the saddle. She felt his cock pumping in her like a
monstrous piston, and her lust rocketed.
"He is, he is!" she yelled. "Danny! He's fucking me!"
"Oh, Jesus, Mom! He must be stretching you inside! He's got almost
his whole dong in!"
She was able to see that his belly was within an inch of her pussy.
And she could see his balls swing with the force of his lunges as he
jerked
his cock back and then drove it deeper into her in a terrifying succession
of strokes. She was half-hypnotized by the contrast between her smoothly
tapered, pale thighs and the donkey's shaggy, grotesque legs. She held her
breath while his black belly slammed closer and closer to her twat and
suddenly she felt his impact in her outer flesh as well as the depths of
her
belly. His hair was wire-stiff, and it stabbed a thousand pinholes in her
ass. His cock stretched her so wide there was no room for further
distension or for her over-taut rim to adapt and lose the shasrp edge of
the entering sensation. She jerked at her wrist ropes in time to the
donkey's brutal rhythm, humping her body to meet his great thrusts. And
she flung her head from side to side, biting at her shoulders in a frenzy
of
lust.
Agonizing contractions seized her twat, tightening it on Smokey's
surging prick so hard she thought she'd rupture. "Honey!" she shouted.
"Darling! I'm coming again!" She stiffened, absorbing the donkey's blows
without any possibility of defense. "I'm coming! Oh, God, am I coming!
EEEYAGHHH!"
At the height of her orgasm, she knew her vaginal walls were
milking the tremendous cock. She felt the donkey rest his weight on her
ass, his cock driven full length in her and quivering mightily. There was
a
great eruption of heat at the core of her belly and she saw her flesh
balloon with the charge.
"He's coming! He's coming!" shouted Danny. "Mom! You ought to see
him! Like he won the grand prize! Oh,Mom! Both of you!"
Although already buried to the hilt the donkey humped against her
again and again. And with each lunge a huge swoosh of his cum was forced
out of her overloaded pussy. She watched the cum dribble down her thighs
and run down his swinging balls to be flicked off as he lunged again.
The donkey sagged on her and she collapsed over the saddle, helpless
to extricate herself or expel the prick that impaled her. She felt giddy
and
weak, but she was concious of a perverse pride in the fact that she'd been
able to take the donkey's cock. She was strangly self-satisfied, too, that
she'd been able to accept him well enough to react and to reach a climax.
That she'd been good enough to make him come was her crowing
achievment.
"Oh, Mom! That was something I'll never forget! I wish I'd had the
video camera out here!"
"Danny Fredericson! Danny! You don't wish any such thing! You mention
that camera again and you never will get to tie me up!"
"Aw, Mom!"
"I don't care! Just think what would happen if someone saw a movie
of this!"
"Yeah, I guess so. Hey, Mom, Smokey's getting ready to get off!"
"You help him. I don't want him kicking me." There was an intense
struggle. The donkey's cock hadn't shrunk sufficiently to come out without
considerable tugging and his balance was poor. But with Danny's help
Smokey was finally able to dismount Helen. She sighed deeply and let
herself relax again.
"Now you can get me off here," she told Danny.
"Aw, Mom! Not yet."
"Now, son."
"Naw, I've just got to do something. I'm ready to explode!"
"Danny!" she raged.
But she felt his hands on her buttocks, caressing them gently and
squeezing them from time to time. She was furious at herself when she
discovered herself humping with pleasure. It was bad enough to be defied;
it was inexcusable to respond this way to her son's defiance. She made a
sound that was half laugh and half sob.
"Goddamn it, honey! You're terrible!"
Danny laughed sympathetically. "I can't help it, Mom! Seeing you like
this I can't help myself. Know what? I'm going to fuck you before I let
you
loose!"
"Oh, Danny! Not like this!"
"Like this." His fingers dipped into her twat and proded the swollen
lips of her pussy. He dragged his hands between her buttocks and thrust
them repeatedly into her ass. She bounced with helpless desire. She knew
she wanted him in her, no matter how grotesque her position.
"Danny?"
"Huh?"
"I want you to. I want you to, Son!"
He said, "This is going to be something else!"
She watched his feet as he stepped into the table, straddling her. He
squatted and she supposed he was trying to decide how to make his cock
point the right direction. He removed her speculation.
"I've got to work at it this time." He panted. "What I'm doing is
bending my cock down so I can poke it in you. Almost right. There!"
She felt his bulb at her rectum.
"I'm going to fuck you in the ass, Mom."
"No you're not, Danny! Danny! No! Don't . . . UNNNH! . . . Omigod,
Danny!"
His cock had forced her sphincter until the great head had surged
through. Now there seemed to be no end to the shaft as it plunged into her
gut. She felt his balls press against his pussy and the bristles of his
pubic
hair mat around her tortured asshole. He began to stroke.
"Dan, Dan!" she groaned. "Oh, Dan, I'm awful! I love it!"
"God you're tight, Mom! Oh, God, Mom! I'm going to come just as fast
as I did when you were on the table!"
He bounced on her ass, driving the breath from her in deep grunts and
arousing her to a wild pitch of passion. She felt his fingers bite into
her
waist and his balls knock against her cunt. And suddenly he stopped
bouncing.
"Ohhh!" he moaned as if in pain.
"Son! Danny! Are you all right?"
"It's coming out! Mom, I'm coming!" He setteled on her and she felt a
brutal force on her ass. She saw his feet leave the ground and extend
behind her. She knew he was balancing his entire weight on the base of his
cock while he spewed his jism into her intestine.
"Ahhh . . . " She sighed with pleasure, feeling every subtelty of his
actions. She decide there might be an advantage not to reach her orgasm
every time; climactic sensations could mask the finer details of her
partner's cumming. She felt her son's cock swell with abrupt jerks as the
heat spurted from it, and his balls twitched upward through her pubic hair
and over her labia with each spurt. She heard his laboured breathing and
its rasping iregularity. And her gut filled for the second time in that
position with a pool of hot cum. Dan rocked for a time before his body
began to loosen. At last, he pushed himself off her and stood on the
ground.
"Honey," she said, her voice muffeled. "Get me down now, before
Smokey decides to come back for seconds."
Danny laughed nervously. "Mom, if I thought he would, I'd keep you
right where you are."
"DANNY!"
"Aw, don't worry. He won't. He's had it." Danny untied her arms first,
and when he loosened the second ankle, she slid head-first into the dirt.
She lay in a heap waiting for her circulation to return, and Danny
crouched
beside her, massaging her limbs.
When the agony of renewed circulation subsided, she let him help her
to her feet. "Come on back in the house, Son," she urged.
"Okay."
In the house, she realized it was past five. Danny seemed reluctant
to take time out for supper, but she insisted.
"We'll both need all our strength," she suggested. "That is, unless
you've had enough."
"We don't have to quit, do we Mom? We can fuck some more after
supper, can't we?"
"Yes."
"All night, maybe?"
She laughed. "We'll see."
"That means you don't think we will."
"Honey, you're welcome to try as long as you can hold out. I promise."
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