His Father's Cock
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HIS FATHER'S COCK
Not until my husband's death did I understand the meaning of the
word lonely. For 20 years, I built my life around him. His death, along
with that of one of our sons in a car crash almost destroyed my world.
I was 38 years old and thought my life was over. If it hadn't been for
my oldest boy, Jeff Junior, I don't that I would've survived.
Jeff reminded me so much of his late father when he was also 18 it
was downright scary. When I saw him in the morning, his dad immediately
came to mind. Some memories were more painful than others. When I saw
Jeff at the pool with his shirt off or smelled his sweat when he'd been
mowing the lawn, hot sexual images of his father invariably tormented
Jeff Senior and I enjoyed a wonderful sex life, full of passion and
unbridled lust right up until the day he died. I naturally missed
having my husband's cock when I wanted or needed it, especially when it
had been as big as his!
I know plenty of women who say that cock size isn't important, and I
suppose that's true if you've only known the small ones. But once
you've had a whopper like Jeff's, it would be damned difficult to
settle for something smaller.
That's why I was particularly disconcerted one morning when I went
to wake up Jeff Junior. He always slept in the nude, and during the hot
summer night he'd kicked off his sheets. What I saw that day made my
heart skip a beat. His cock was lying lazily across one thigh, about
half erect, and it was every bit as big as his father's!
I sneaked quietly out the room and caught my breath before knocking
louder and giving him a chance to cover up before I went back in. I was
wearing nothing but a tee shirt and a pair of shorts that morning, and
as usual, no bra.
As I raised Jeff's shades and chatted about nothing special, I felt
his eyes boring into me. I wondered what he'd been dreaming about to
give him such a hard-on, and the emotions I experienced at that moment
were very upsetting.
Several things sped through my mind in a numbing rush. I missed
Jeff's father like crazy and was unbelievably horny, especially after
seeing my son's huge prick. Images of of the two of them rushed through
my head and became terribly confused as I stepped towards Jeff's bed.
It was as if I was detached from my body, watching myself from across
the room, and what I saw was both terrifying and absolutely thrilling.
"What's wrong, mom?" I heard Jeff ask
"Oh, baby, I'm just so terribly lonely!", I replied.
"Aw, don't cry, mom," he said. "I miss Dad too."
"I just can't bear it any more," I sobbed.
My son pulled me into his arms, as I had hoped and held me tight. My
head was against his bare chest where I pressed my face against a firm,
hairy nipple that could've been my husband's! The sheet was pushed well
down Jeff's belly, and I gasped when I saw a mole below his navel.
"Your father had a mole just like that one!" I blurted.
"Did he also have a cock like this one, Mom?", Jeff asked, pushing
aside the sheet and showing me his gorgeous erection.
"Jeff!" I gasped.
A combination of shock and outright desire left me breathless. At
first I thought I had imagined my son's bold words. Had I secretly
wanted hear them so badly that I had conjured them in my mind? No, I'd
heard correctly alright, because as I lay there against his strong,
muscular young body, Jeff embraced me like a lover and ran one hand
beneath my tee shirt. My body trembled when I felt my son grab my left
tit and squeeze gently.
"I know this is crazy, Mom," he said, kneading both my breasts and
squeezing my nipples. "But I was dreaming about you and all of a sudden
you just appeared and... I guess I got things confused."
I sat dumbfounded, overcome with sudden lust for my son. Jeff's hand
wandered from my tits to my crotch where he rubbed the dampness of my
cunt-mound through my shorts.
"You're so hot and wet down here, Mom," he said softly. "Is it me
making you that way?"
Finally I had to say something, and when I did, the words came out
in a torrent. So did my actions.
"Yes, honey," I cried, kissing him hard on the mouth and driving my
tongue between his lips. I held his head as I talked fast and furious.
"I want you too, son! No man since your father has ever made me want
him so bad. I want you so desperately I can almost taste this big thing
I grabbed his huge dick and squeezed. It even felt like my late
husband's! I lifted my arms so Jeff could pull off my tee shirt and
free my big boobs. They swung heavily in front of his face and I
trembled when he sucked them hard, making my sensitive nipples rise
"Yeah," Jeff moaned as my fingers wrapped around his stiff meat and
stroked long and slow. "Your hand feels so good on my cock, Mom!"
"I've something else that's going to make you feel even better,
baby!" I groaned, jumping up and yanking my shorts and panties off.
I took a precious moment to rub my hot pussy as I thrust my hips
wantonly in my son's face. I grabbed Jeff's hand and shoved it between
my naked thighs. The feel of his probing fingers in my cunt made my
knees feel week.
"I'm getting so hot!"
"Me too," he breathed.
He wasn't kidding. Jeff's big cock was twitching like it had a life
of its own, and I hastily dove between his legs and swallowed as much
of it as I could. The whole time I sucked my son's cock, I stared at
that mole above his pubic hair. It was like twenty years had evaporated
and I was blowing my husband on our honeymoon night!
Jeff's mouth was busy too. He plowed his tongue between my open
thighs, licking the outside of my pussy before plunging between the
slippery cuntlips. He spread them wide with his fingers, giving himself
better access to my juicy wet hole, and when his tongue pounced on my
love button I almost passed out with ecstasy. I grabbed his head and
held it into my crotch until I couldn't stand it any longer. I had to
have his cock!
"Do you want to fuck me, baby?" I groaned.
Jeff lifted his face from my cunt and grinned. "I sure do, mom!"
"Tell me how much you want to fuck mommy's pussy, darling, " I
teased, rubbing my cunt in my son's face and quivering as his tongue
lapped at my burning clit.
"Only if you tell me how much you want my big cock, Mom!" he
"Uuuuuhhhhhh, screw the talk!" I groaned, giving his cockhead one
last lick. I could taste his precum juices starting to flow. "Put this
big thing inside momma's hot pussy and fuck my brains out!"
I was thrilled to discover that Jeff Junior was every bit as skilled
a fucker as his insatiable father. He pulled me beneath him and rammed
himself into my squishy cunt, burying his hot, hard prick inside me to
the balls, making me squeal with joy. I was so hungry for cock, and my
son's prick was so enormous that I felt like I was going to to explode
as he pumped it into me, hard and fast.
"Fuck me, Jeff!!" I cried, wrapping my legs around him and pulling
him into me harder. "I love the way your cock feels inside me, son!
Make me come with it. Make momma cum all over your gorgeous big prick!"
My mind was so sexually muddled when we climaxed together, I don't
know if I thought I was cumming with Jeff or his father. I only know
that it was an unbelievably powerful experience that left me completely
drained. Jeff held me tight, his long hard prick still inside me. I was
so exhausted I must have slept a little until I was awakened by an
enormous and very welcome invader as my son started fucking me again.
"I'll never stop missing my beloved husband, but in the meantime my
son has provided a most fulfilling diversion. When you find men who
fuck like these two, a woman can forget everything except how wonderful
their cock feels. For now, that's more than enough.
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