Chapter 2

Twenty-four hours later, Angela was sipping a gin and tonic and watching a television program on the living room couch. Her gaze spent less time on the set than on the clock on the wall behind it. When would Tony becoming back from his date?

It was a week night but Angela had always been a liberal mother and most of the parental restrictions had been loosened since George's departure. Tony was a big muscular kid. He could take care of himself.

Angela knew why she was staying up for him and the idea made her feel both ashamed and excited. She wanted to seduce him. She wasn't going to go about it directly but there was no denying that she wanted to make him talk to her, to steer the conversation quickly to sex.

The room was dark except for the glow of the television set. Angela took a long sip of gin and looked down at herself. She'd chosen her clothes very carefully. At first glance it looked like an outfit she always wore a blouse and shorts for working around the house on a hot night.

But she wasn't wearing a bra under the blouse and her huge tits were nearly bursting through. It had a deep cleavage and even she was aroused by the sight of her own spongy, jiggling cleavage when she glance at herself in the mirror

She wore no sandals and the denim cut-offs were cut very high up the cheeks of her ass. They were tight, molding to her pussy. Tony would be able to see the outline of her cunt slit.

Squirming on the big soft-cushioned couch, Angela spread her long bare legs and rubbed her throbbing pussy through the shorts. She was so horny, so goddamn hot. The gin had already affected her and being drunk only made her more desperate for a stiff fucking cock.

At that moment, the front door opened and closed with a loud slam. Angela looked over her shoulder just in time to see her son, looking thoroughly angered, stomping across the hall to his room.

"Tony! Aren't you even going to say hello to me?"

"Hello." Tony muttered

"Now, now don't be like that." Angela patted the couch cushion beside her. "Come over and watch TV with me a little while."

"I don't want to." Tony grunted.

"Tony!" Knowing her power as a parent, Angela let her voice rise ever so slightly. "Now don't you be like that. Come over here and tell your mother what's bothering you!"

Tony shrugged and entered the light cast by the television set. He was a big, handsome boy with broad shoulders and a head full of thick, curly black hair. He'd dressed up for his date and Angela found herself looking immediately at the swollen cock bulge in the crotch of his tight slacks.

"Tony! Look at your face! Have you been crying?"

"No! Jesus, I'm too old for that!" Tony flopped on the couch beside his mother and folded his arms across his chest. "I'm just pissed off, that's all. That fucking cunt!"

Angela thought of telling him to watch his language but she realized that she wanted him to use even more obscene words before the night was over. "What filthy cunt are you referring to, darling?"

"Oh, the chick I went out with, Trisha. Jesus, what a stuck- up bitch!"

"Isn't she a nice girl?" Absentmindedly, Angela leaned over and started stroking her son's hair.

"Oh, she's nice enough. Christ, oh... you know, Mom." Tony looked suddenly sheepish. "I can't talk to you about stuff like that."

"I'm a grown woman, Tony." Angela giggled. "I really don't think you're going to shock me. Now what went wrong on your little date? Hmmm?"

"Oh, you know. She wouldn't... I mean, she wouldn't..."

"Wouldn't what?" "Wouldn't what?"

"Wouldn't put out, that's what!" Angela started breathing hard, making her huge braless tits heave under the blouse. A sudden vision of her child in the back seat of a car, trying to stick his stiff cock into a reluctant virgin, made her pussy throb with lust.

"Oh? She wouldn't have sex with you? Do most of the girls you date just lie down and let you fuck them? Hmmm?"

Tony glanced at his mother, surprised by her language. His gaze dropped to her body and Angela got much hornier as she saw something big and stiff growing in his slacks.

"Yeah! Yeah, I guess they do. But that's not the thing, I mean... shit, she led me on so much!"

"A little prick teaser, wasn't she?" Angela moved closer, until her sleek bare thigh touched her son's leg. Tony dropped his gaze, suddenly realizing that he could see the outline of her pussy slit. Angela was amazed by the size of the big tube of meat growing down his leg.

"Yeah, she was a real prick teaser. She let me, you know, play around with her and all, but she wouldn't let me stick it in her! Goddamn it! We spent three hours in the back of that car! I got so fucking horny!"

"So fucking horny." Angela repeated softly. "Is that why my little darling has a big hard-on sticking out of his pants?"

Tony flushed and shot a swift glance at his swollen crotch. Angela coolly continued to stroke his hair, as if there was nothing unusual in pointing out the size of her son's cock.

"Jesus, Mom!"

"What a horny little boy my darling is tonight." she said softly. "My, that thing looks like it must be a foot long. And look at the way you're looking at your mother's body."

Tony blushed even deeper as he tore his gaze from his mother's stacked curves, looking wide-eyed into her face. By this time, his cock was as hard as stone and his prick was obviously very fat and very long and very stiff.

"Tony, we just can't let you walk around being so frustrated. You'll never get to sleep with an enormous boner like that!"

No longer trying to restrain herself, the big-titted mother dropped her hand to her son's crotch. Tony gasped as he watched her wrap her fingers around his aching cock, squeezing hard.

"Jesus, Mom!"

"You've got a big, stiff hard-on, darling." Angela made soft cooing sounds as she slid off the couch, kneeling on the floor between her son's legs. "You'll get an awful case of blue balls if mommy doesn't give you a little relief!"

Her fingers trembling, Angela unzipped her son's slacks. Tony just sat there gaping at her as she tugged his tight pants over his ass cheeks, removing them with his shorts, pulling them down to his ankles.

"Oh, son! You've got such a huge dick!"

Angela sat back on her ankles, ogling the length of her boy's cock. His prick was huge, even bigger than she'd dared to hope. The long, meaty trunk stood out of his big balls and prick fur like a billy club, with a shaft as thick as her wrist.

"Oh God, darling! What a whopper my little boy has!"

Angela wrapped both hands around his huge cock, feeling the tube of flesh beat and pulse on her palms. A good seven inches of prick protruded from the grip of her fists. The knob of his cock was even thicker than the trunk, a bulbous crown that was now uncontrollably seeping jism onto her fingers.

"Does my little boy need a blow job?" Panting with desire, Angela watched the milky pre-cum ooze from his piss hole as she jacked his throbbing prick. "Does Tony want mommy to put his cock into her mouth and give it a good, juicy sucking? Mmmm?"

"Jesus, Mom!" Tony was so shocked that he couldn't move. "I can't believe you're doing this to me!"

"But I am, darling! I love my well-hung son so much!"

The gin had made her very drunk, but Angela knew she would have done the same thing cold sober at the first sight of her son's mammoth cock. Bending forward, she pressed her lips to the tip of his prick. Her pussy pulsed violently as she inhaled the salty aroma of cock meat, as she savored her first taste of her son's big prick.

"Ohhhh!" Tony's cock throbbed much harder. He relaxed on the couch, shuddering with arousal. "Oh, Mom! That feels so good!"

Angela jacked of his prick slow and hard as she ran her lips and tongue up the knob and shaft, planting wet kisses on the flesh of his cock. Her boy's prick was bigger than her former husband's and was stiffer than she'd ever seen George's cock grow. Angela knew she was dying to suck his prick now. She was desperate to taste her son's jism squirting down her throat.

Pressing her lips on the juicy tip of his cock, squeezing with both hands, Angela slowly opened her mouth. She made an obscene gurgling sound as she slowly stuffed her son's prick between her lips.

"Oh, Momma!" Tony's face was a mask of surprise as he watched his mother start sucking his cock, her pretty face contorted around the thick prick shaft clogging her mouth. "Suck it, Mom! Yes, oh Christ! Suck my prick!"

Angela was so eager to give him a blow job that she nearly choked, taking too much of his cock down her throat and gagging as the prick know brushed past her tonsils. But she didn't want to give up any of the cock shaft, and she fought back the reflex, flaring her nostrils so she could breathe around the swollen prick.

Wet slurping, smacking sounds filled the living room as the horny mother began the blow job, compressing her lips tightly around the veined stiffness of her son's cock. Skillfully Angela puckered her cheeks, remembering what her husband taught her about cocksucking. She started to suck her boy's prick very hard.