Kara glanced over her shoulder and smiled happily as she pushed her arse back to meet each thrust of Ricky's rock hard cock. His big balls slapped against the insides of her spread legs as, once again, Ricky gave his mother everything he had and, as always, he was not disappointing her.
"Harder, sweetheart," Kara breathed heavily as she thrilled yet again to not any old cock fucking her but the proud appendage of her own horny sex-mad son. They'd been going at it like rabbits since they'd woken up at eight o'clock that morning, just as they had the night before, and - with one or two breaks - it was now well past two o'clock in the afternoon, such was their enthusiasm.
Kara loved taking her son's cock up her arse as much as she did her cunt. From the first tentative fucks he had given her on his eighteenth birthday, three years earlier, Ricky's confidence had grown to Everest-like heights and he was now an expert in the art of cunnilingus and fucking, the best lover Kara had ever had. Sex was an obsession with them and, that morning, Ricky had given her well-worn pussy a thoroughly good going over, not once but several times, both with his tongue and cock, and the place of his birth was now red raw and delightfully sore from the heavy hardcore treatment it had received. Now, with Ricky's fat rod firmly embedded in his mother's tight greasy arsehole, Kara was swept away on a tide of lust as Ricky proved to her yet again what a perfect sex machine he was - and is.
"Grrr!" grunted Ricky as he gave his middle-aged but still youthful-looking mother one last hard thrust before his legs started to buck and he threw back his head, "I'm gonna cum. Where d'you want it this time, mum?"
Ricky had already flooded out his mother's pussy and given her a nice facial an hour or so later during the first and second rounds of the morning's activities. Now, as she felt Ricky's cock slide out between her cuntal walls with a resounding pop, Kara quickly scrambled from the bed and got to her knees as Ricky prepared to let fly with his third helping of the day.
"Over my tits, sweetheart," said Kara, looking up at him as she got ready to receive another load of her son's spunk, welcoming it like the first-class cumslut she had always been, ever since her own eithteenth birthday when she had first discovered the joys of sex in the first of many hot and heavy threesomes with her parents Janet and James, both of them now in their sixties but still happily sexually active.
Kara squeezed her melons together in her hands as her son stood proud in front of her, tossing himself off before her very eyes. Kara watched fascinated, as she always did when Ricky was wanking and about to shoot his load, leaning in to watch closely and lifting her head as she felt the first drops of warm incestuous spunk begin to pour down on her, covering her erect nipples in several thick wads while another long creamy rope ran like a cataract in a cliff face down the narrow valley of her cleavage.
"Oh, yeah, mum, here it cums again," said Ricky, triumphantly, as he proudly bathed his mother's tits with several long spurts of his rich cream, which was like gold-dust to a whore like Kara, disfiguring the jugs she had fed Ricky with when he was a baby with the sticky jizz. As he kept on cumming, Kara reached out a hand to fondle the fast-draining balls of her son and who was most definitely no longer a baby, very much a man.
When Ricky had finished and Kara's tits an absolute mess, his mother looked down at the layers of the rapidly congealing mass that felt so nice and warm upon her breasts. "So much again, sweetheart," she said, delightedly, "I don't know where you get it all from."
"All for you, mum," replied Ricky as he stooped down and stuck out his tongue and began to lick his own sperm into his mouth, "I'm sure I'll be able to give you another load before the day is through."
"You horny sod," giggled Kara, as Ricky washed her tits clean with his tongue and stood back with his sated cock in his hand. Kara let her eyes roam over her son's body, she loved seeing him naked and being naked with him also; since they'd become lovers, nothing was taboo and they had abandoned whatever feelings of guilt and shame they had had long ago. They were both consenting adults and, as far as they were concerned, that was all that mattered.
"I'm gonna have a shower," said Ricky when he had got his breath back, "fancy joining me?"
"Sure do, sweetheart," replied Kara as they made their way to the bathroom, Kara eyeing up her son's gorgeous bare arse as he walked along in front of her.
Ricky turned the shower jets on and was about to step in when the phone in the hall downstairs rang. "Damn!" he said, turning the jets off, "who can that be?"
"Leave it," said Kara, "if it's important, they can always ring back."
But Ricky was the type whose curiosity wouldn't be satisfied until he knew just who it was. "Better answer it, mum," he said, "back in a mo."
Kara watched her son running naked down the stairs; even in its now semi-erect state his penis still lead the way and Kara looked on with maternal pride, only too happy in the knowledge that it was she who had given birth to such a wonderful sexy man. That at least had been something her errant husband had decreed her before he had run off with some tramp from his office. Ricky's father still kept in touch with his ex-wife, mainly for the sake of his son, now a strapping twenty-one years old, but he knew nothing about the special relationship that Kara and Ricky now enjoyed and had done for the past three years.
Ricky picked the phone up and mumbled hello, then his face broke into a grin as he recognised the voice, turning to give his mother, standing watching from the landing, a thumbs up sign.
"Hi, gran," Ricky said, "how are you?"
Kara couldn't hear what her mother Janet was saying but she could tell from the way Ricky's grin faded that it must be something serious and she had a good idea what it was. Slowly, she walked down the stairs and wrapped her arms around Ricky as he continued to speak into the receiver.
"I see, gran," said Ricky, "I'm sorry to hear that. Why don't I come over and help you out?"
Kara strained her ears and was finally able to make out her mother's words. "That will be lovely, you beautiful man," she heard Janet saying, "when can you get here?"
"Mum and I are just gonna have a shower," Ricky replied to his grandmother, "I've just given your daughter one up the arse. Then I'll be on my way."
Ricky shivered as Kara slid down his back and began to kiss her son's bare bottom, smothering his cheeks lovingly with hundreds of little smackers.
"Are you still there, Ricky?" Janet said down the line.
"Yeah, gran," Ricky replied, "its just that mum's giving my arse some attention."
"Tell her she's very naughty," laughed Janet, "and that you need to get that butt of yours she can't keep her hands off over here rightaway."
"I will gran," said Ricky, gasping again as Kara ran her tongue along his arse crack, "d'you want to speak to mum?"
Kara stood up and took the phone from Ricky. She had a brief few words with her mother and then put the phone back in its place and then followed her son up the stairs, this time thrilling to the mesmerising sight of Ricky's bare bum rising and falling as he lifted his strong legs up the stairs.
"Gramps is having problems again," said Ricky as they reached the bathroom and he and his mother climbed in, Kara turning on the jets which immediately started to rain down like pins and needles on their naked flesh.
"I thought as much," said Kara.
"Fancy coming too, mum?"
