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Tale of Two Mothers 7
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Chapter Seven:
"And you say that Walter is still trying to initiate an
incestuous, sexual relationship with you?" Margaret asked. She sat
with her notebook and pencil again, pretending to take notes. A day
had passed.
"That's right," Patty sighed. She squirmed nervously on the
couch, uncomfortable to be discussing her private life with a
therapist. She'd expected Margaret Kelly to be old and dowdy. It
was discomfiting to see that the counselor was her age, and was
endowed with a petite body every bit as curvaceous as her own.
"Did Walter try to have sex with you last night?" Margaret
raised her eyebrows.
"He certainly did. He was very aggressive."
Patty trembled in spite of herself, remembering the furious
pussy-pounding Walter had delivered the night before. Again, she had
failed to suppress her need to fuck her own son.
"Was his cock stiff?"
"Extremely."
"I have to ask a delicate question now." Margaret folded her
notebook and dropped it on the floor. "You've told me so far that
Walter has made sexual advances on you. I haven't asked yet, point
blank, if any of these advances have been successful. Have they?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"Have you fucked your own son?"
"Of...of course not!" Patty spluttered, instantly reddening with
shame and fear. "What kind of question is that? I would never allow
my own son to help himself to my own body."
"That's not what Walter says."
The ensuing silence was long and tense. Patty's blush deepened,
and she shamefully averted her eyes, avoiding the counselor's calm
stare. Already she knew that she'd been caught. Horrible fantasies
flashed through her mind's eye: of newspaper headlines, of a judge
denying her custody of her son. Patty wondered if there was any
point in trying to lie further.
"I'm not going to tell anyone about this, Patty," Margaret said
soothingly, as if reading her mind. "Anything you admit to me will
be kept in strictest confidence. But I do think it would be best if
we started being honest with one another. Walter admitted, with some
persuasion on my part, that he has already fucked you many times. He
says that you enjoying sex with him a great deal, but that you feel
ashamed of yourself for letting your own son fuck you. Is that
true?"
Patty took a deep breath and, finally, met the counselor's eyes.
"That's about right," she said.
"You know, maybe it's not really so awful to let Walter keep
fucking you," Margaret suggested. "After all, you're both horny, and
he's old enough to ---"
"No!" Patty stopped her with a brisk wave of her hand.
"Please, don't even suggest that. It's disgusting. It has to end
right now. I simply can't allow Walter access to my body any
longer."
"Then why do you let him fuck you at all, Patty?" Margaret
paused, letting the question sink in. "Is it because you're so
horny?"
"I...I guess."
"Have you always been so horny, or has it only been since your
divorce?"
"Always, I guess."
"I see." Margaret hesitated again. "Patty I'm going to ask you
some very personal questions now. How often do you think about
fucking and sucking in the course of a given day?"
"A great deal."
"Does your cunt usually respond to these thoughts by becoming
moist and swollen?"
"Yes."
"Was you cunt moist and swollen when you first allowed your son
to fuck you?"
"Yes."
"The questions I'm asking now, are they making your pussy feel
wet and hot?"
Patty flushed with embarrassment.
"I guess."
"I think it would be good if I took a close look at your cunt,
Patty." Margaret held up her hand, as if to stem off a possible
objection. "Don't worry. I have a degree in physical therapy," she
lied. "I'm just going to inspect it, Patty. All you have to do is
pull down your pants and let me have a look."
Patty thought about this for a moment, but by then Margaret's
stream of sex-oriented questions had made her pussy so itchy and
horny that she was too distracted to object. She rose to her feet,
kicking off her shoes and pulling her jeans off. Now all she had on
were her panties. Patty sat back down on the couch, pulling the
cotton bikini panties off of her rounded little ass, exposing her
hairy pussy mound to the therapist.
"You have a great deal of pussy hair," Margaret observed.
Margaret knelt on the floor in front of her. Patty blushed as
she let the counselor spread her long legs wide apart, completely
opening her wet, curly-haired pussy. Margaret leaned close, pushing
her face between Patty's legs. Then she ran her fingers up Patty's
inner thigh, wiggling one between the pouting lips of Patty's
extremely horny cunt.
"Does that feel good?" Margaret asked.
She began moving the finger briskly in and out.
"Ungggh!"
"Your cunt lubricates very easily, Patty. I've only just begun
to touch it, and it's already dripping. It's very warm and swollen
as well." Margaret pushed in a second finger, jacking her off
harder. "Does this feel better?"
"Ungggh!"
Patty blushed with shame, splaying her legs wider. The whole
scene was absurd; she already knew that Margaret was a horny dyke who
wanted to seduce her. But, since she had begun fucking her son,
Patty's sex needs were so uncontrollably strong that she reacted
helplessly to any stimulus. Now she started humping and wiggling her
ass eagerly on the couch, fucking her wet pussy onto Margaret's hand.
"Now your cunt's getting even wetter. The inner lips seem to be
spasming as well. You have an extremely tight pussy for a woman your
age. I can see why Walter has such a strong desire to fuck you, even
if your are his mother."
"Ungggh! Oh, Margaret! Unngggh!"
"Was your pussy this hot and juicy when your son fucked you for
the first time, Patty? I notice that your cunt seems to spasm harder
when I ask you about it. Does it arouse you to think about your own
son fucking your pussy, the way it feels to have a young boy's stiff,
throbbing fuck organ pounding into your cunt?"
"Ungggh! Oh, stop! Stop talking dirty! Ungggh!"
"Your clit is swollen, Patty."
Still pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of Patty's gooey
fuck hole, Margaret brought her left hand to the fat, dark pink bud
protruding at the top of her cunt. She put her left forefinger on
it, rubbing in a circular motion. Patty gasped, fucking her hips
rapidly off the couch.
"Does this feel good?"
"Ungggh! Oh! Unggggh!"
"I think it would be good now to see how your pussy responds to
oral stimulation, Patty."
Margaret lowered her head, burying her face between Patty's
thighs. She pressed her mouth to the blonde's wet, tasty fuck hole.
The next thing Patty knew, the counselor had begun to lick and suck.
Hungrily Margaret sluiced her tongue up and down Patty's
throbbing fuck hole, eagerly lapping the cunt cream from the folds of
Patty's pussy. Patty instantly felt her pussy growing even hornier,
oozing a heavy flow of fuck oils onto the counselor's tongue.
Margaret slid her hands up higher, peeling open the pussy petals.
She thrust her tongue deep inside Patty's pussy, licking deep inside
Patty's cunt.
"Oh, suck me," Patty gasped.
By now the extreme pleasure of having her pussy licked had made
her lose all control of herself. She clutched Margaret's head with
both hands, frantically fucking her ass off the couch.
"Lick it good, Margaret! Ungggh! Oh, shit, you're making my
pussy so juicy! Suck it, Margaret, suck my my cunt!"
Margaret pushed her tongue in and out of Patty's pussy, making
the blonde hump her ass faster on the couch. The clit was very hard
now, twitching obscenely with its need to be licked and sucked.
Margaret wriggled her tongue on it, sending spasming waves of intense
pleasure coursing through Patty's body. Then she took the swollen
clit directly between her lips, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks on
it, as if it were a tiny cock.
"Suck me, suck me!" Patty gasped. By now the blonde's face was
a mask of insatiable fuck need. "Ungggh! Put your fingers in again!
Oh, shit, my cunt's so wet! My pussy needs to cum!"
Again Margaret straightened her fingers, gooshing them into the
clasping interior of Patty's hot, achey fuck tunnel. Rapidly she
jacked off the horny woman, banging her knuckles on the puffy lips of
Patty's fuck slit. Then Margaret sucked the clit bud much harder,
pressing her tongue on the tip, pushing it back and forth.
"I'm cumming!" Patty squealed. She clawed the back of
Margaret's head, almost weeping with pleasure, fucking her ass
frantically off the couch. "Ungggh! Suck my pussy, suck my horny
fucking pussy! I'm cumming now, cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Patty's pussy spasmed violently, nearly as hard as it had the
last time she'd enjoyed a savage fucking with her son. The delicious
musky-smelling cunt cream flowed heavily from the hairy hole, giving
Margaret a plentiful amount of pussy juice to tongue and lick up.
Margaret kept her head buried between Patty's trembling thighs,
continuing to lick, suck and fingerfuck the cum-spasming pussy.
Eating cunt, she thought, was almost as satisfying as slurping the
cock juice out of a huge, throbbing boner like her son's.
"Well!" Margaret sat back on her heels, licking her lips to
savor the last droplets of pussy juice. "I'm sure you feel better
now, don't you, Patty? You certainly came hard, didn't you?"
Patty sprawled on the couch, staring down at her. She'd come to
discuss her sex problems frankly with the therapist. Instead she'd
wound up allowing the therapist to lick and suck her cunt. Patty
wondered what was coming over her. She felt so horny these days that
the slightest prompting could induce her to spread her legs and give
her pussy to anyone.
"Your pussy's still very juicy," Margaret observed. She slipped
her finger back into Patty's pussy, sliding it teasingly in and out.
"Would you like to suck my cunt now, Patty?"
"I--I don't think I'd better."
"Don't be ridiculous."
Margaret stood, in no hurry, instinctively understanding that
Patty was too horny to refuse her. Margaret stripped naked,
revealing her petite, busty body to the blonde. Then she stretched
out on her back on the floor, splaying her thighs wide apart, showing
her wet, black-haired pussy to the sex-starved blonde mother.
"You'll feel a lot better after you suck my cunt, Patty,"
Margaret purred. "I can see that you're still very horny. I'm only
trying to help you, after all. If I let you lick my pussy, your
desire for sucking might be satisfied. You might not be so eager to
give blow jobs to your own son."
Patty slid off the couch, her mouth already watering, unable to
resist the sight of Margaret's moist, juicy pussy. Patty lay on her
stomach between the brunette's legs, confronting the curly-haired
fissure of her butter fuck slit. Then she pressed her mouth on it,
red-faced with shame and passion, licking another woman's cunt for
the very first time.
"That's a good girl," Margaret sighed.
Margaret splayed her legs wider, completely opening her
throbbing pussy for Patty's lips and tongue. She pushed her hand
down, peeling open her pussy petals with her fingers. Then she
started humping her ass lightly on the floor, hungrily thrusting her
wet, horny pussy onto Patty's tongue.
"Get your tongue in there, Patty! Ungggh! That's a good girl!
You like the way my pussy tastes, don't you?"
Patty didn't answer. She was already too busy licking and
sucking. As Margaret had suggested, the taste of another woman's wet
cunt was extremely exciting to her. She felt her won pussy throbbing
lewdly as she thrust her tongue in deep, lapping the fragrant cunt
oils from the depths of Margaret's aching cunt.
Margaret's cunt was getting wetter, throbbing on her lips. The
inner lips spasmed, needing something to suck on. Patty straightened
one finger, then as second, gooshing them into the narrow, creamy
interior of Margaret's fuck channel. Margaret gasped as the blonde
started jacking her off, banging her fingers rhythmically in and out
of her wet, overheated fuck slit.
"Suck me now," Margaret cried. Her big tits jiggled as she
humped her ass off the floor, fucking her wet, hairy pussy onto
Patty's mouth and fingers. "My clitty! Ungggh! Suck my clitty!
Oh, fuck, oh, please, put it in your mouth now! Suck it, suck it
hard!"
Patty obeyed, now pumping her fingers in and out of Margaret's
cunt as fast as she could. Margaret's clit was fat and swollen,
protruding at the tip of her fuck opening. Patty wrapped her lips
around it, sucking hard, puckering her cheeks as shed did when she
sucked her son's cock. Margaret clawed the back of her neck, hard
enough to draw blood. Then Margaret's aching, tight cunt hole
spasmed and throbbed in a long, violent cum.
"Lick it, Patty! Unh, unh, unh, lick it, suck my pussy! I'm
cumming now, cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Patty feverishly kept sucking and fingerfucking, guiding the
horny brunette through the duration of her orgasm. At last Margaret
let her pink-flushed ass cheeks drift back to the floor. Margaret
sat up, smiling shamelessly, rewarding Patty's cunt lapping efforts
with a long, lewd kiss.
"Now, you enjoyed that too, didn't you?" Margaret said. "See,
Patty? I don't think there's really any harm in fucking your son,
but you don't really have to, if you don't want to. Whenever you get
horny, you can just come to see me. Free of charge. You have a
beautiful body, and a wonderful, tasty pussy. I'll be happy to lick
it for you whenever it feels wet and hot."
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"Ooh, that's nice, honey. Your big cock feels so good."
Margaret lay on her back later that night, her ankles bouncing on
Henry's shoulders, letting her horny son enjoy another fuck in his
mother's tight cunt. "You love fucking Mommy's tight pussy, don't
you?"
Henry didn't answer. He was too busy laboring feverishly
between his mother's thighs, ramming her blood-swollen cockshaft in
and out of her pussy. Margaret humped her ass to meet his rhythm,
eagerly thrusting her horny cunt onto his cock.
"Honey? Would you like to fuck another woman besides Mommy?"
"I don't care," Henry panted.
"Her name's Patty Wayne, Henry. I know you'd like her. She's
blonde, and very pretty. And she's got awfully big tits." Margaret
hesitated. "Do you remember the other day, when I was telling you
about the boy who fucked his mother? That's the one, Henry. Patty
is very, very horny, honey. She wishes she could keep her son out of
her panties, but she's just too horny to resist him."
Henry was too busy fucking his mother to answer, but Margaret
could feel his prick swelling even stiffer in her pussy. She knew
Henry sensed the direction her conversation was leading, and she knew
that the idea already turned Henry on.
"Henry, why don't you visit Patty Wayne tomorrow? I'll give you
an excuse, so you can see her when her son's at school. I'll bet
she'll be at home, playing with herself. She really is terribly
horny, son. She needs more fucking badly."
"What d'you want me to do it for?" Henry panted.
"Because I think it would be fun for you," Margaret giggled.
"And I think it would be nice if the four of us could all start
fucking together eventually. Patty just needs a little more
persuasion. Your cock is an awfully good persuader, honey. I know
that for a fact. Will you promise to see her tomorrow, Henry? And
give Patty a good humping?"
"Yeah!"
"That's a good boy." Margaret whimpered, feeling her pussy
throbbing around his cock. She wrapped her legs around his back,
bucking in a frenzy of lust. "Now fuck your mother, Henry! Hard,
lover, fuck your mother hard!"
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