Chapter 10

"You don't give me a chance," Charlie said.

"Oh, Charlie," Brenda said.

They were at a drive-in movie, sitting there in the dark watching the screen. The picture was a bore and once again Charlie was talking about marriage.

She slipped her hand into his lap and squeezed the bulge of his cock.

Charlie grunted. "When are you going to marry me?"

"I haven't said Yes.

"Then say it now."

"I can't make a commitment now, I really can't. Let's not talk about marriage, let's talk about this." She squeezed his cock again. "You've got a nice boner down there. Don't you want to do something with it?"

"You're a witch."

"I thought you said I was sexy and beautiful."

"I'd like to eat your ass."

"Yummy. And after that?"

"After that I'll fuck it."

"Will you eat my pussy too?"

"I'll suck strawberries out of your cunt."

"Oh, boy. In the meantime let's get this big dick out in the open. God, look at it, Charlie, your cock is as big as a baseball bat."

"Big and hot."

"Big and leaking. You're dripping juice all over my hand."

She swooped down to engulf his cockhead in her mouth.

She sucked lustily on the knob of his prick. Charlie was a sweet guy and she liked him. If it hadn't been for her affair with her son, she might seriously think about marrying him. But there was no way she could marry anyone until Ken was on his own. She wasn't even sure she wanted that to ever happen.

She adored Ken.

No matter how nice it was with Charlie or some other men, the fucking was never better than it was with Ken and usually it was worse.

Ken was a marvelous lover now. They were into a steady and comfortable routine. They fucked no more than three or four times a week. During the rest of the time she stayed away from him to let the tension build up. He also had a girlfriend now. Her name was Laurie and Ken said they did a lot of sucking and jerking off together but not much real fucking. Brenda didn't mind. She knew it was important for Ken to be with girls his own age. When she and Ken did fuck, it was always marvelous and she was satisfied with that.

She loved the taste and feel of Charlie's big cock in her mouth. The musky male smell of his crotch came out of his fly and filled her nose. She rolled the fruity knob of his prick in her mouth and sucked up the juice leaking out of his pisshole.

His cock was hard and throbbing and she knew that if she wanted to she could make him come. She decided to take his load in her mouth to calm him down. It was already near midnight and there wouldn't be any time to fuck tonight.

Anyway, she had a desire tonight to fill her mouth with jism.

Swirling her tongue over his cockhead, she curled her fingers around his cockshaft and began jerking him off.

Charlie grunted. "Hey, babe, you'll bring me off like that."

"That's what I want," she said.

"What the hell for?"

"It's late, honey. Come on, make it in my mouth and next time we'll fuck."

He groaned and leaned back. How could he argue with her when she had his cock in her mouth and her hand pumping his prick to a finish?

He came soon. His hot jism spurted against her tongue. She sucked his cock-knob and rolled his spunk over her teeth before swallowing it down. She loved the tart taste of jism and now she would have the taste of him in her mouth until she got home.

Charlie talked about marriage again as they left the drive- in, but he was becoming resigned to the fact that she probably wouldn't agree to marry him for some time.

Brenda suspected he might find some other woman to marry. Maybe it was better that way. Maybe she was being unfair to Charlie and she ought to let him go.

When she kissed Charlie goodnight and entered the house, she found Ken watching TV in the living room.

"Well, you're up late," she said with a smile.

"Hi, Mom."

She sat down next to him on the sofa and kissed his cheek. He was her true lover. Being near him never failed to give her pussy a buzz. Even now, even after having Charlie's cock in her mouth no more than twenty minutes ago, she was still turned on by Ken.

They kissed again, and then she sat back on the sofa and he stretched out with his head in her lap.

She smiled at him and opened her blouse and brought one of her tits out for him to suck. When he had her nipple in his mouth, she pulled his zipper down and scooped his cock and balls out of his pants.

She played with his prick as he nursed on her tit. "It's amazing," she said.

He dropped her nipple out of his mouth. "What's amazing, Mom?"

"How much you turn me on. Maybe it's because you're so young. I always did like boys better than men. Maybe that's what it is."

"You think so?"

"I don't know."

He chuckled. "Maybe you ought to try one of my friends."

"I'm not that crazy. Anyway, you're all I need."

"Seriously, Mom."

"Seriously, what?"

"You had a good time with me and old Haverkamp, didn't you?"

"Sure, it's fun for a woman when she has two men."

"I could bring a friend over, a guy my own age. Would you like that?"

She was shocked at the idea. But of course she'd thought about it. She'd had a fantasy of being fucked by Ken and Vernon. The trouble was Vernon and Helen were in Texas somewhere and they wouldn't be back for months.

"You're a little devil," she said. "Have you told anyone about us, any of your friends?"

"No one, I swear it."

"It's too dangerous."

"I know someone who wouldn't talk."

"How can you be so sure?"

"That's easy," Ken smirked. "He's been making it with his own mother, so why should he talk about us?"

The boy's name was Gordon Peterson, and the minute he walked into the house Brenda realized she knew his mother. She remembered talking to Marcia Peterson at a number of PTA meetings. The physical resemblance between Gordon and his mother was striking and there was no doubt who he was.