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From yarddog200@aol.comSat Sep  2 10:48:04 1995
Date: 1 SEP 1995 22:31:36 -0400 
From: Yarddog200 <yarddog200@aol.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: REPOST: Mom&ME #9 

MOM & ME

Chapter 9

[I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years.]

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	Betty parked the station wagon on the dark street, half a block
from the house and in front of a vacant lot, shutting off lights and
ignition and turning on the front seat to face her son-in-law.

	"Bey, Betty--What's up?"

	She lifted her knees to the seat and drew her feet under her
buttocks, touching her kneecaps lightly against his left thigh.  "I'd like
to talk to you, Glenn."

	"Sure; anything wrong?"  It was too dark to see more than the
outline of his face, but his voice was serious.

	She wriggled, making an accidental movement that pushed her knees
against him a bit more, and Betty noticed that he didn"t try to slide
away.  She said, "I understand that you and Linda are not as ardent as you
used to be.  That's bad in a couple so young and not married any longer
than you two.  It took Chad and me many more years to drift apart, become
bored."

	"Linda said that?  I'll be damned.  I didn't think she'd talk
about it, and-- yeah, Betty; I guess the honeymoon's over.  I don't mean
I've stopped loving my wife; I just don't get excited enough--to well,
love her as often.

	Betty smiled in the dark.  She was wearing a heavy and exotic
perfume, and feeling like an utter bitch.  The while shorts stood out,
accented her hips and belly and called attention to the fact that she
wasn't an old mother-in-law type lady.

	She said,  "The honeymoon doesn't *have* to be over just because
the first bloom wore off.  There are--other blooms to be picked, Glenn.
And I can promise that knowing them will bring back the excitement of the
first few weeks with Linda."

	He was quiet for awhile, then said, "That's another surprise,
hearing that from you.  I'll admit that I've been eyeing one of the
secretaries, but I thought......"

	Betty stretched, pushing her tits against the pale blouse, making
certain that he could smell her perfume.  She said, "You shouldn't have
any trouble finding a suitable partner, Glenn.  You're such an exciting
young man."

	"Oh?  I always thought you were kind of exciting too, Betty." 
That's why I could never call you mom, or mother, or even Mother Betty. 
You're too--pretty and young to be motherly."

	She laughed in her throat, growing more certain of her prey,
feeling catlike and female.  "Oh, I don't know.  Sometimes being a mother
is a good thing--a *real* good thing.  You have no idea how thrilling it
can be.  Linda knows now, but you don't; not yet, Glenn."

	He sounded puzzled.  "Betty, I don't know what in hell you're
talking about.  Linda's not pregnant, is she?

	"No," she answered.  "What I mean is this: you don't have to eye
any secretaries, Glenn.  Look closer to home.  Look at me."

	She heard his sharply indrawn breath:  "Betty--do you mean---"

	"Exactly."

	"B--but--you're Linda's mother, and, and--"

	She lifted her knees, shoved her tail nearer and put her knees
into his lap.  "And I'm a woman who can excite you, who can spice up your
sex life.  Here, Glenn-- give me your hands."

	Finding them in the dark, Betty placed them upon her trembling
breasts, and squirmed even closer on the seat, leaning the found softness
of her tits into his palms.  "You've stared at these often enough, dear;
here they are."

	"Man," Glenn breathed.  "This is wild, like a crazy dream.  but
these tits are real.  Betty, Betty, do you really mean  you'll lay me?"

	She laughed.  "There's a foam rubber pad in the back of the wagon.
 Think you can get undressed back there?"

	He was over the seat and tearing off his pants, his shorts; his
coat vanished somewhere, but before he could get off his shirt, Betty was
on top of him, reaching for his erection, squeezing her eager fingers
around his penis.

	It was a nice, hard prick, not as big as Chad's, not as long as
Danny's, but a nice cock with a wide and flaring head.  It had taken her
daughter's cherry, and fucked Linda's richly haired you pussy many, many
times.  Now it was hers, and she meant to make the most of the
opportunity.

	His hands raced over her as they lay side by side, felling her
tits, her back, her ass; Glenn's cock pressed into her belly and she
lifted one leg to drape it over him.  

	"You don't give a damn if anybody walks up on us or not, do you?" 
Glenn's voice was husky against her throat.

	"No," she gasped.  "All I give a damn about is you fucking me. 
Here, darling-- here, feel how eager I am, how damp and anxious."

	His hand cupped her mound, toyed with the dewy hairs of her humid
vulva.  "Damn!  That's a soft and juicy pussy, Mrs. Maddox.  And I'm sure
as hell ready for it.  I've wanted to get into your cunt ever since I
started going out with your daughter, but I thought--I figured you were so
quiet and straight--oh, what a piece of ass you're going to be!"

	"All yours, darling,"  she said, "but you talk too much."  And she
found his mouth with hers to thrust her tongue inside.  His teeth clashed
against hers, and his mouth was hot, sexy.  It was if she had *two* sons,
she thought, and this was the second one.

	His prick was fumbling for the entrance to her cunt, so she slid
one hand down between their bodies and guided the flared glans into the
wetly receptive labia.  With a gently roll of her ass and a slow hunch of
her pelvis, she settled the head of his hard cock into the lips of her
pussy.  another push, and the head popped into her hungry vagina, the
stiff rod following with a sliding rush until her son-in- law's prick was
buried to the balls inside her feverish body.

	Against his teeth, into his hot breath, she said it, demanded it: 
"Fuck me, Glenn! Oh, fuck me good."

	"You hot cunt woman," he hissed back.  "Oh man, what a pussy!  It
feels like it's biting down on the head of my cock!  An I'm screwing it,
fucking you in between those long, slim legs that drive me out of my head,
sticking it in next to that ass that wiggles me our of my mind.  Oh Betty,
oh Mrs. Maddox--I'm ramming it deep into your cunt, feeding all my meat up
your hot, velvet pussy.  O wow, oh man, oh man--what a lucky son of a
bitch I am."

	Stimulated, around to a fever pitch by the strange cock sloshing
within her tremulous cunt, Betty bucked on it, heaved and surged and
rolled her vagina in the most abandoned manner she knew.  His balls
flapped to her ass crack, and she reached down behind her buttocks to take
them, to cup them in admiration as the rigid staff plunged in and out of
her slit with a rapid and deeply gratifying series of strokes.

	"Oh wonderful, she panted.  "Glenn, that's wonderful!  You have
such a strong young prick, and you use it so well.  Ah, darling--stick it
in me, ram it in my cunt where Chad's cock has come so often.  You fuck
marvelously, darling--you fuck al most like Chad."

	"Uh! he said, pounding his meaty pole up her pussy.  "Uh--uh! 
Chad--Chad fucks this crazy pussy all the time.  Oh man--he's lucky,
you're so hot and ripe, so juicy--*Oh-Uh-Uh!"

	"Darling--your sweet cock--oh, oh!  Does Linda screw you like
this, and does she roll her trim ass like that, and does she grind her
cunt on your prick this way, that way?"

	"Uh--wow--Linda--your daughter fucks like a mink--eats up my
cock--but--oh Betty--Betty, Mrs. Maddox--the way you shake your ass--oh,
these big tits in my face--ah--ohh!  I'm going to come, I can't hold it
back.  You're so slick and hot and wiggly--I'm going to come!  How,
now--*now*!"

	Betty rode him, curled her leg across him and dug her feel into
the hairy, thrusting crack of his sweaty ass, pulling his lancing prick
deeper with every stroke, meeting him pelvis to pelvis, hammer for hammer.

	Glenn exploded inside her pulsating cunt, that big, wedge head of
his prick letting go a powerful blast of semen that rained like hot
hailstones against the cup of her cervix.  Globs struck her vaginal walls,
heavy and oysterlike spurts of man come that bathed her pussy and made his
stiffly throbbing prick so greasy it slid around sloppily.

	"Coming, coming!" he kept saying.  "Shooting my come into my
mother-in- law's wild cunt--packing Mrs. Maddox with my boiling come.  Oh
you adorable cunt, you crazy, farout bitch!"

	Shuddering, stiffening out and throwing back her head, Betty
moaned between her clenched teeth:  "AHHH! oh my darling, AHHH!  Yes, my
young lover, my second son--I'm coming, too.  My orgasm--my climax--ahh,
AHHH!  Moving on the wet, slippery prick that my daughter rides, all
buttery in the come my daughter feels,  AAHHH!"

	They sagged together, and Betty seemed to be drifting on a summery
lake, a placid blue lake where lotus grew and the breeze was a soft, warm
caress.
But she could feel the slow pulsing of Glenn's cock within her sheath, and
knew the oozing of his semen as it leaked from the stretched lips of her
cunt and slid down her thigh to make a sticky puddle around the root of
his penis.

	"Fine ass," he whispered, "oh, what a fine and rich piece of ass. 
I knew you'd be hot and sexy; I just knew you'd screw a man's dick down to
a nub.  Wow' I could fuck you again and again, but right now I'm getting a
little scared.  I mean--suppose Chad finds out?   He'd kill me."

	She rolled her belly over his, made his staff caress her clit. 
"And Linda?  How about your wife?"

	Glenn's prick softened swiftly, and she was sorry she'd mentioned
Linda.  He said, "Damn; I've fucked my wife's mother, and she'll never
forgive me for it, if she ever does find out."

	"Oh, I don't know," Betty said, lifting her leg and allowing him
to turn over onto his back.  "But don't you want me again?  We have so
many things to discover about each other's body, Glenn--so much fucking
ahead of us."

	He reached for her as she turned also, and lay his hand upon the
wet and steamy mound where her hair grew heavy, where his come had left a
trail of glistening juice.  "Yeah, I want to screw you some more.  I don't
think I'll be able to stay away from you now, once I've had my prick into
that sizzling pussy.  but we're bound to get caught sooner of later, and
we don't want that."
	
	Betty drew a deep breath and said, "Suppose I tell you that Linda
already knows?  She and I planned this, planned for me to seduce you.  We
thought you'd go along, that you wouldn't resist too much.  Linda's quite
proud of your sexual prowess."

	He swallowed loudly and his hand quivered upon her pussy.  "Y--you
and Linda?  My wife and her mother---I don't get----"

	"Variety,"  Betty explained, "excitement; our sex live spiced up. 
Yours and Linda's and mine; and my husband's."

	"Shit!"  Glenn said,  "It's all coming so fast.  You--you mean
that Chad is in on this, too?"

	"In a way,"  Betty said.  "He doesn't know that you and I have
fucked, not yet.  And he doesn't know a few other things, but he will, in
time.  But right now--right this minute, he's pretty drunk and trying to
believe his crazy good luck, because his older daughter has given him one
of the wildest screwings of his life."

	"*Linda*?"  And he old man?  That's --- goddamnit, that's incest!"

	Betty put her hand over his, pushed down a little so that he was
fully aware of the steamy mound he was cupping.  "That's fun," she said. 
"More fun than anyone can imagine, who hasn't done it.  I have, too--but
that's's something else my husband doesn't yet know."

	She heard him gulp again, and Glenn said in wonder:  "but that
means that you--Danny and you, fucking?!?  Danny fucked his own mother?"

	"At first," she said, "but now we fuck equally as hard."

	"I'm a son of a bitch,"  Glenn breathed.  "My wife--you and
Danny--Chad.  And me, too.  Hell yes--me, too!!  This has been a real kick
in the balls for me, but you know something?  I--I think I like the idea
fine.  I know damned well that I enjoy screwing you, and I can't stop now.
 You know that, didn't you?  You *knew* that once I got into your juicy
cunt that I'd be hooked on it, and would do anything to keep screwing it."

	Betty said softly, "We hoped so.  Linda and I; it was the only way
we could think of.  You and I can fuck; Linda and her father can fuck--and
Danny can pitch in between times, or *during*!"

	"Him too?"  Glenn asked.  "Has he gotten into my wife's cunt,
too?"

	"Yes; they make a beautiful picture, screwing together.  Linda was
about to go looking for an outside lover, so we thought it best to keep it
in the family.  Linda and Danny have always had a thing for each other,
and now they've gratified their desires.  Just as I've always wanted to
lay you, Glenn--except I was too uptight, too bound by a lot of outdated
and silly morals to ever say so, or to allow myself to consciously think
so."

	"Wait a second," he said, his fingers straying into her cunt hair
and feeling around over the still sudsy labia.  "I can't absorb this all
at once.  Linda screwed her brother and father, all in one day; then she
sent her mom out to fuck me, to protect herself.  But where does that
leave Chad?"  You dais he doesn't know about you and me.  How about
Danny--does he know that Danny's been dickin' everybody?"

	Betty caressed his wrist and moved her pelvis against his palm.. 
"Chad's in the dark about everything except the fact that he's fucked his
daughter, and that she forced him to go down on her.  But we think that
he'll accept you and me, in kind of a swap deal--so he can get more of
Linda's incestuous ass.  He's never gone down on me, so he must be stunned
by screwing his daughter, and she can make him do anything, anything at
all."

	Glenn's hand tightened upon her mound.  "Man' I'd like to see my
wife taking Chad's meat.  I always wondered what it would be like, to
watch her fuck another guy.  And her own father--wow!  But what do we do,
just walk in and say, hey there Chad, we've just been screwing out in the
station wagon."

	Betty said, "If you don't stop laying with my pussy, we'll be
screwing again, here and now.  And I think it's best if we stay all hot
for the meeting with Chad and Linda.  They're pretty well smashed, but
they're probably higher on sex and each other.  Come on, Glenn--let's go
get with it."

	He was silent as they dressed and she drove the car into the
driveway beside the house.  When she parked it, Glenn asked, "How about
Nikki?"

	Betty shook her head.  "Hot her; she's too young.  She's at a
party and we have the whole evening ahead of us."

	"Funny," Glenn said.  "If I'd considered any bit incest orgy
swinging around here, I'd have thought Nikki would be right in the middle
of it.  She's got that real sexy look."

	"Too young," Betty repeated, "and innocent, I'm sure.  We may even
have to send he out of the state, to visit her grandpa.  Can't have a kid
like her finding out what we're all doing!"

	
End Chapt. 9

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