Chapter 5

Stephanie had been fingering herself, and spewing the most obscene words and sentences out to her watching son, to the point where nothing existed in her head but her son and herself in the bedroom, as if they were in a world of their own where they were free to act as they pleased.

But the digits were no longer enough. Steph needed something bigger in her sloshing cunt, and she needed her 15-year-old boy to see something bigger sliding in and out of her slick gash.

"Wait a minute, baby," the hot mother said as she leaned to one side and opened the top drawer of the night stand, and retrieved a white vibrator from it.

With her legs lewdly spread, never barring her cunt from the sight of her son, she twisted the bottom of the sex toy and it started buzzing loudly. As she watched her teenage son, she slid the vibrator down along her body until the tip was in her thick bush. The vibrations of the fuck tool against her swollen clit set her loins on fire, and she knew instantly that she didn't want to cum yet, and so moved the rod further down, rubbing the length of it delightfully up and down her slippery cleft.

Marty squeezed his crotch as he watched his mother rub the buzzing toy up and down her gash, until he watched her slowly insert it into the opening of her cunt.

His mother lifted and spread her legs, bending them at the knees, and slid the vibrator into her twat until the fingers holding it were pressed against her pink flesh.

The wave of loud and then muffled humming accompanied the tool's appearance and disappearance in Steph's snatch as she fucked herself shamelessly in front of her boy.

"Oh God, how I love fucking myself while you watch, Marty," the depraved 34-year-old woman groaned. "It makes me feel so fucking hot and nasty, fucking my cunt with this thing while you watch."

Stephanie, her tits caught between her outstretched arms, held the vibrator in two hands now, almost pounding the thing into her oily, squelching cunt tunnel. Again and again the white shaft slid in and out of her fuck box, reappearing with fresh layers of cunt juice covering its shiny white surface. Greasy sounds were audible along with the whiny humming of the toy; greasy sounds of a hard object fucking a very wet cunt.

"You know what I'm thinking about, Marty? I'm imagining this vibrator is your prick. I'm imagining that it's your hard cock that's fucking my cunt, baby. Do you like that?

Do you like the idea of your hot dick sloshing in your mother's hot wet cunt?

Open up your pants, honey. You don't have to be ashamed. You don't have to rub your pants, when you can just rub your naked cock. I'm fucking my naked cunt for you; you can rub and play with your naked cock for me. Show me your cock, baby. Show your mother what a nice hard prick you have. Give me something to look at while I'm fucking my horny cunt with this thing."

Tentatively, Marty opened up his pants, pulling the zipper down and slowly shoving it to his knees, and doing the same with his jockeys.

The moment Steph could see her son's cock her cunt involuntarily clenched tightly around her vibrator. She hadn't seen her son's cock in a long time, and her mouth watered from the re-acquaintance with it. It no longer was the small hairless pecker she used to wash when he was little.

It was erect now, at least 7 inches worth, and there was a dark bush on top, and rather large, hairy balls hanging underneath. The purple head was large and wide, and she could see it shiny and slick with precum.

"Oooh, what a hot looking cock you've got, baby. What a hot fucking dick my own son's got. Looking at your cock is making my cunt even wetter, Marty.

Do you like that? Do you like that your cock is making your mother's cunt even wetter and hotter. Look at me fucking it, baby. Look at mommy fucking herself hard in the cunt while I look at you jerking your hot fucking cock for me."

Marty, feeling strangely exposed with his pants and jockeys around his knees and his cock naked for his mother's eyes, grabbed his shaft in his right hand and slowly jerked it. He had to do it slow and careful or he would have blown his load almost immediately.

"That's it, baby. Jerk your meat for me," his mother moaned, "jerk your fucking prick for your mother. Make those big balls swing and wank that nasty cock while I screw my twat for you."

Stopping every now and them to make the impending orgasm subside, Marty jerked his stiff prick, his balls indeed swinging from the motions. In between he decided to make himself more comfortable by stepping completely out of his pants and underwear, and standing with legs apart, naked from the waist down against the desk.

The scent of horny cunt was prevalent in the room, and the odor of his mother's hot vagina invaded his nostrils constantly. His index finger was wet and sticky from the precum that leaked copiously from his piss hole onto the first finger it could find on the way down his shaft. Grunts, buzzing, and sloshing sounds filled the room as mother and son masturbated for each other's viewing pleasure.