Chapter 2

Only a half hour later, Vivian knew that she would have trouble falling asleep that night. She was still much too horny.

She sprawled naked on her bed, on her stomach, with a pillow stuffed between her thighs under her cunt. Vivian was dry-fucking slowly, shameful tears running down her cheeks as she recalled how her incestuous affair with her son had begun in the first place.

When had it all started? A year ago, right after the divorce. Living alone with her handsome, growing teenager for the first time, Vivian had first felt the sexual tension between them.

One morning, when she was rushing stark naked between the bathroom and her bedroom, Donald had nearly run into her in the hall. Vivian had daintily tried to cover herself with her hands, but not before affording her boy a tempting view of her tits and pussy. When Donald had excused himself, it had been impossible not to notice the big cockbulge in his pants.

There had been other warning signs after that, occurring more frequently. Vivian noticed how intently her son studied her body if she wore a low-cut blouse or skimpy shorts. In turn, she was dressed scantily to attract his attention.

Then the touching started. That had been only a few months ago, Vivian reflected. Donald had come home with a particular good report card, and Vivian had given him a congratulatory hug. While embracing him, she'd felt her son's hand sliding down her waist to cup the cheeks of her ass.

Was that the turning point? When she hadn't tried to stop him? When she'd instead pressed herself closely against him, and tilted her chin for a kiss? Donald had kissed her, all right-passionately, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth.

It had only lasted a few seconds, but the kisses that followed in the days ahead lasted longer and longer. Soon neither required an excuse to initiate hugging and necking. It became commonplace for the cock-hungry mother to give her boy a long good-morning kiss, followed by another pelvis-grinding embrace when he returned from school in the afternoon.

Donald's hands had boldly strayed farther and farther, rolling her luscious ass globes under his palms, squeezing and caressing her tits. Vivian had only protested half-heartedly, and his embraces had become incredibly blatant. By then Donald's crotch was bulging when his mom so much as passed him in the hall.

Now they were so wrapped up with each other that it didn't even matter that Lana and Richie were with them in the house. The wanton cock-sucking episode thirty minutes ago had been inevitable.

"What am I going to do about this?" Vivian whispered, miserably humping her pussy onto the pillow. "Oh, God, what am I going to do?"

Whimpering against the sheets, Vivian finally fell asleep. But a little later she was awakened again, as her horny son joined her on the bed.

At first Vivian thought she was dreaming. She heard Donald groaning, and felt strong hands pulling up her hips. The pillow was being pulled away. She was in the dog-fucking position, with her ass elevated and her shoulders firmly braced on the bed.

The naked mom finally opened her eyes when she felt the huge, meaty cock knob probing the hairy lips of her cunt. No, this wasn't any dream! Squealing, Vivian turned her head.

It was Donald, all right. He was naked, crouching on his knees behind her. He was eagerly getting ready to fuck his rock-hard prick into her curly-haired pussy.

"Donald!" Vivian gasped. "I told you to go."

"I couldn't, Mom," Donald moaned. "I had to fuck your pussy first."

"But Donald, we can't. No, Donald, don't! I told you, we can't do this anymore. It's incest! It's sinful! No, Donald, we can't."

But her words faded abruptly into an astonished moan as she felt the boy's velvety cock head fucking into her juice-dripping pussy. Vivian squealed and clawed the sheets. Her eyes opened wide as she felt the first several inches of her teenager's boner fucking into her aching cunt.

"Unngghhh! Take it out, Donald! No, don't fuck your mother! Don't fuck Mom's pussy! No, Son, no!"

But Donald just ignored her protests. He held onto her lithe hips, staring down at her hairy pussy mouth clasping tightly around his cock. The naked teenager started humping much harder, fucking inch after inch of his steely prick into the welcoming tightness of her cunt.

"Unngghh! Donald, you bastard! Oh, please, take it out of me! I don't want to do this to you, baby! I don't want to lose control! Ahhhh, noooo!"