Huge 9: Chris Gets a Summer Job

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Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Incest, Mother, Son, Oral Sex, Size, School, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chris, our well endowed hero, is home from college after his freshman year. He gets a job that brings mystery, danger and the usual bevy of beautiful babes.



Chris awoke lying on his side. In those first few seconds of uncertain consciousness, he kept his eyes closed and tried to figure out where he was. He was definitely in a bed. But was he at college in his dorm room, or in some girl's bed or was he at home?

A warm hand snaked across his hip and found his half-hard penis. The hand traveled the length of his shaft until it found the pronounced ridge that marked its bulbous head. Fingers began to massage that sensitive patch of skin that all men love to have massaged. Coming fully awake, Chris smiled, he was at home, and his mother, Heather, was after his cock once more.

Chris' cock grew, stretching longer and wider until her hand could span only the bottom of his shaft. He began to work his hips against the movement of her fingers. Suddenly her hand withdrew, and then slapped him sharply on the ass. "Stop pretending to be asleep. I will not be ignored," Heather said, her voice rising in mock indignation.

Chris spun about so quickly that his mother squealed with laughter. His hard-on slapped her on the leg. "No one could ignore you," he said hoarsely. He lifted her generous breast to his mouth and sucked on her nipple, tonguing it roughly.

"Oh yes, baby," sighed Heather. She grabbed her free tit and rolled the nipple between her fingers.

Chris licked and kissed his way down Heather's shapely form until he was teasing her pussy lips apart. Slowly he worked his tongue inside, sweeping it upward to wash over her stiff clit. She writhed against his touch, trying for a deeper touch, more stimulation, but Chris pinned down her legs with his forearms. It was useless to fight her son on a physical level. He was too tall, too well muscled for that. "Chris ... Chris, honey," she panted, "please stop teasing ... give me that cock ... your big cock ... ohhhhh."

Chris relented. As soon as he lifted his weight, his mother was up on her knees, waving her sculpted ass in invitation. Chris bent his cock down to pussy level and ran his finger along the thick tube at the bottom of his enormous dick. A stream of pre-cum flowed from its tip and coated Heather's vaginal lips. Not that she really needed it; the woman's hot, slick vaginal juices were practically leaking down her leg already.

Chris flexed his hips and six inches of thick dick went up his mom's deliciously tight cunt. That was merely a good start for Chris, but it sent Heather over the edge. She began to orgasm immediately. "Uhhh ... yes, yes, oh FUCK YES," her muffled wails came from the rumpled bed clothing where she had buried her face.

Chris reveled in the tremors that ran up and down his rock hard cock from his mothers clasping pussy. He closed his eyes and grinned. He loved to give her sexual pleasure; it gave him license to pursue his own gratification. He plunged more inches of his potent cock into her hot pussy and began to stroke in earnest.

He could feel the pressure building in his groin. It wouldn't be long before he would blow his wad in her pussy. It was tight, and clinging, and sexy, and hot, and ... and ... and it wasn't there anymore. Chris' eyes popped open. His mother was halfway across the room looking over her shoulder. "That'll teach you to torture me like that," she said with a giggle. She disappeared into the bathroom. A second later, he heard the sound of the shower begin to flow.

Chris growled deep in his throat. He knee walked to the edge of the bed; his elbows pumping angrily from his sides and his dick slinging sticky strings of pre-cum across the sheets. He reached the shower just as his mother stepped into the warm water. "That was a dirty trick," he said as he stepped into the spray. They were standing face to face. "You left me with a throbbing cock and blue balls."

Heather ran her hand down his shaft; the thing was prodding at her tummy. "Hmmm ... well, it's definitely throbbing," she said in a clinical tone. Her hand traveled on downward until she was hefting his ball-sac. "And these are certainly big and full of cum, but hardly blue," she said, looking down. She turned and picked up a bottle of soft soap. "Let's see what we can do about that." She squirted a generous amount of the soap across her breasts and into her hands. Lathering up Chris' steel hard cock, she engulfed its fleshy mass between her tits. Between the incredible length of Chris' cock, and the generous size of her breasts, Heather hardly had to bend over at all.

"Oh yeah," moaned Chris. He heaved his dick up and down between his mother's sweet globes. Within a dozen strokes his fully primed cock began to spew huge amounts of milky cum. The stuff welled up from between Heather's breasts to cascade over her creamy skin. Chris thrust upward and the head of his erupting dick jutted into the open to stream hot cum all over his mom's neck and face. She merely closed her eyes and reveled in the creamy flow of her son's cum.

After their shower — the real one, not the one Chris had supplied — he and Heather gathered in the kitchen for breakfast. Heather was in a silk gown and Chris had put on fresh boxers and a tee-shirt. Neither was in a mood to cook, so they went with their basic meal of cornflakes topped with fruit. Although Heather's portion was about one-fifth the size of Chris', plus she used skim milk while he went with the high octane stuff.

Chris had finished inhaling his food, and had pushed back from the table in order to better read the morning newspaper, when Heather neatly snatched it out of his hand. She straddled his knees and reached between his legs for his already hardening cock. "Mmmm ... hi there," he said with a grin. He undid the sash to her robe and let it fall open to reveal her outstanding breasts. And outstanding they were, at the age of thirty-five, Heather simply had great, shapely, firm tits. Chris cupped them in the palms of his hands and thumbed her erect nipples.

Heather played with her son's dick until it stood proudly between them. "So what are you going to do today?" she asked.

Chris dipped his hand between his mother's legs and softly stroked her clit. "Well, we could do this for hours," he said, raising up and giving her a kiss that left them both gasping for air. He'd been home from his freshman year at college for almost a week. When Heather hadn't been at work, they'd spent most of their time screwing their brains out.

Heather stood, and taking Chris' cock in hand, she worked the head between her pussy lips. She put her hands on his shoulders and slowly began to pump her hips. "I had lunch with the business women's association yesterday," she said conversationally, as if they were sipping their breakfast coffee and not committing delicious incest. "You remember Tanya Welling, Cindy's sister?"

"Uh ... yeah," said Chris as he put his hands on Heather's hips, trying to urge her along. He had dated Cindy when he was a sophomore in high school and she had been a senior. Everyone in school had wondered why she would have a younger boyfriend. Of course they didn't know that he had been giving her an unending stream of fantastic orgasms. Tanya had been a senior in college at that point, and Chris hadn't even been a blip on her radar. She had hardly been able to remember his name.

"Well, I spoke to her at the meeting; she's opened an employment agency down on Mervin Avenue. I set up an appointment for you today at eleven," said Heather. Chris had had a summer job lined up before the end of school, but it had fallen through.

"Oh, gee ... well ... okay, sure, I guess," said Chris aimlessly. He would have agreed to about anything at that point. The oily, satin like smoothness of his mother's cunt was overwhelming. When he felt her pussy contract around his cock in orgasm, he was set off. Shots of hot cum surged upward into his mother's pussy only to be replaced by more copious shots of his cream.

Heather pulled herself off Chris' cock even as the last of his cum leapt from the tip. "I'd love to stay and play," she announced, "but I simply have to go to the office." She caressed Chris' cheek. "Be a dear and clean up that mess."

"Oh sure," said Chris as he looked at the cummy mess coating his thighs and dripping onto the floor, "leave it all up to me," he grumbled.

"Get a job," Heather said over her shoulder as she swept out of the room with a swirl of her open robe.

Hours later, Chris steered his Jeep down Mervin Avenue. The road had once been a residential area of middleclass, one and two story homes. But the city had spread outward and now the avenue had become a corridor to newer, bigger houses in outlying developments, and the older homes had been transformed into businesses of various sorts.

Chris turned into the cramped parking lot of the Suntime Temp Agency, located in one of those older homes. Exiting his car, he climbed a flight of steps to a porch. A sign on the front door bid him to enter, so Chris stepped into what had probably been the living room or parlor of the old house. Halfway down the room on his left was a blocked off fireplace. On his right was a padded folding chair occupied by one very fat calico cat that barely opened one heavily lidded eye at his approach. Across the room, behind a desk, a young lady spoke rapid fire Spanish into a phone. At Chris' approach she put the caller on hold. "Can I help you?" she asked with a warm smile in slightly accented English.

"My name's Chris. I have an appointment at eleven."

The girl glanced at a desk calendar and said, "Just a second." Leaning back in her chair, she turned her head to the side and yelled, "Tanya, your eleven o'clock is here."

"Send him back," came a muffled voice.

"End of the hall on your right," said the girl pointing down a hallway.

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