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The following fictional story is being reposted by Mr Double.  If you are the author of this story and would like to receive proper recognition (an Author's Page at my website), contact me at mrdouble@ix.netcom.com.



     Golden Mom                   
                            CHAPTER   2


  Peggy came from the bathroom wrapped in a towel. And saw her son sitting 
on her bed. He was sitting in the middle of her bed. His cock and balls were
still hanging from his shorts, his legs crossed.
  Johnny looked up at his mother, his eyes seeing her long, slender thighs,
the way the towel was tucked just over her swelling tits. The flap of the 
towel did not quite close near her left hip, and he stared at the creamy 
naked flesh.
 Peggy stood in the doorway of her bathroom, staring at her son.
 Johnny's cock was half-hard again, and he had her panties in his hand, 
rubbing them at his cheek. With bold eyes on her, Johnny rubbed the wet 
crotch of his mother's panties ouer his face, and then pulled them to his 
lips. It was then she saw he had turned her panties inside out.
  Her eyes opened wide, burning with a strange, perverse hunger that she had
not known was within her. She stood with her legs starting to shake as her 
son shoved his tongue out and licked at the inside wetness of her panties,
then stuffed the crotch slowing into his mouth. She felt a steamy heat 
building rapidly between her legs, felt the lips of her hairy cunt swelling,
her clit protruding outward with a throbbing hardness.  Her nipples felt 
painful as they became rigid against the towel.
  Johnny stuffed as much of his mother's panties as he could into his mouth,
sucking on them, his young eyes gazing at her, moving up and down from her 
tits to her thighs. Peggy felt the strangest sensations of wanting to 
throw her towel away from her body, to stand naked before her son, let him 
see her tits and cunt. Somehow, she controlled the sudden impulse. His cock 
was lifting swiftly into hardness again, and her eyes fixed upon it. But 
then she lifted them again to his face. There was something deliciously 
erotic about seeing her moist panties in his mouth. She wondered if her son
could taste her cunt, the wetness that had soaked into them. The thought of 
her son tasting her cunt on the panties excited her, the very idea that her
son wanted to taste her worn panties excited her.
  With his mother's panties inside his mouth, Johnny began to rub his fist 
up and down his cock slowly. He could taste his mother's cunt on her panties,
the taste exotic and delicious. It was something he had wondered about for a
long time. Ever since he had discovered his ability to come, to squirt that
juice out of his cock only a few months ago, he had been fan tasizing about
his mother and her cunt and tits and ass.
  Peggy's cunt seemed to be on fire as she watched her son sucking on her 
panties, his fist moving up and down his cock as he sat in the middle of her
bed. Seeing her pink nylon panties dangling out of his mouth, knowing he had
the crotch of them in his mouth, sent a burning excitement shooting up and 
down her body that caused her cunt to clench and grip and throb.
  She found herself moving toward the bed, unable to stop herself.
  She paused at the foot, her knees touching the mattress. Johnny kept 
looking at her, sucking at her panties, working on his cock. Peggy lifted 
one knee, and then the other, onto the bed. She held the towel tightly, and
knee-walked toward her son.
   " Johnny,  "  she  whispered, and lay down beside him. She shoved his 
hand away from his cock, and closed her own about it. She squeezed his prick
and watched his smooth cockhead bulge.   "Oh, Johnny, baby,  " she murmured.
 " Honey...Johnny. Ohhh, God, baby!  "
  As she lay on her side, gripping his cock, the towel pulled upward, and 
her hip was exposed. Johnny leaned over and looked, seeing the creamy lower 
portion of his mother's ass. He tried to see her cunt, but it was still 
covered.
  She squeezed his cock again, then pumped it a few times.
   "Let me..." she whispered, and pulled her panties from his mouth. 
She brought them to her own and with her eyes burning into his, pushed the 
wet crotch into her own mouth. She made a purring sound, and removed the 
panties out of her mouth and moved them to his cock. She draped the soft 
nylon panties around his cock and stroked him again.
    "Mom, they're soft," he said, his voice husky.  
    "Your panties are so soft and taste so good."
  Peg smiled, her eyes flashing with heat. She rubbed the crotch of her 
panties about the head of his cock, then pulled them to her lips. She kissed
the wetness on her panties, then licked at them. She tasted her cunt and his
cock on them, and her cunt almost lurched into orgasm.
  Johnny started to pull the towel from her body. 

   " No,"  she said, her voice urgent but soft.
   "Please, don't."
   "But, Mom, I gotta..."
   "Please, Johnny," she said.  "Not now: It's too Soon."
  Johnny didn't know what his mother meant.
She was holding his cock and touching it, and he couldn't understand why he
couldn't at least see her body.
  She moved her hand to his balls, fondling them gently and tenderly. She 
held her head up with an elbow, her face near his hip and thigh.
She  leaned  her  face  forward  and  kissed  his thigh, pulling at his cock, watching his piss hole open and bead with juices. His thigh felt hot against her lips. She pressed the tip of her tongue outward, and tasted his flesh.
 
She felt a near spasm in her cunt.

Peggy was not experienced at sucking cock.

She had sucked her husband off a number of times, but he preferred that she
just go at it quickly jerking her lips back and forth until he came. Peggy 
wanted to savor the heat, the hardness, the taste, and spend a tong time 
with her tongue and lips on a hard cock before it spurted that creamy 
sweetness.
  But to suck her son's cock didn't seem right, not at this moment. It 
wouldn't be fair to him. He wanted to see her body, her tits and cunt so 
badly. If she wanted to his young cock, it would only be fair to let him  
see her, look at what he wanted to look at, but she couldn't yet allow her-
self to remove the towel.  Why, she didn't know.
  She lifted her eyes to her son's face. She saw the yearning there, the 
need, the want. She could jack him off again, but she knew her son would not
be satisfied with that. Besides, she knew if she jacked him off again, he 
would know her desires, too. The time to stop was now, she told herself.
  But she didn't want to stop.
  Her cunt was boiling, and her mind was whirling with erotic hungers and 
desires.  Even if Johnny would be satisfied to have her jack him off, she 
knew she wouldn't be . . . not for long, at any rate. She knew that just 
holding his cock would make her want more, and before she knew it, she would
have her son's cock in her cunt, fucking him insanely.
  Startled to have such a thought, Peggy tried to rid herself of it, but she
was holding his cock, and Johnny had her panties again in his mouth, and she
couldn't resist it.  
  She turned over, presenting her back to her son. She moved the towel away 
from her ass, yet made sure it covered the rest of her body.
Johnny stared with a open mouth at his mother's ass. Her cheeks were full, 
compact, shapely, with a wonderful hot-looking crack separating them. 
Peggy writhed her exposed ass.
   "Johnny," she whispered in a throaty voice, running her hand over her 
ass lightly.
 " Johnny..."
  Johnny, with his mother's panties dangling from his mouth, stared at her 
beautiful ass. Her flesh was so smooth and creamy, without a blemish.  He 
wanted to touch it, to feel his mother's exposed ass, but wasn't sure if he
should do so.
   "Lie down with me, honey," Peggy mewled.
   "Please, lie down with me."
  Johnny stretched out behind his mother, her panties still in his mouth. 
He wanted to press against her, his cock very hard. Peggy ran her hand past 
her hip and took hold of his cock. She pulled it and brought the head to a 
cheek of her naked ass.  She made a soft hiss of pleasure as she felt the 
wetness of his piss hole on her flesh. She rubbed the head of his cock about her ass, feeling it leave trails of exciting wetness on each cheek.  With a soft sobbing sound, she dragged the head of his cock up and down the crack of her ass, but never so low it that it touched her cunt.

  Johnny leaned back and watched his mother pull his cock up and down the 
split of her ass. The heat on the head oF his cock was almost unbearable. 
He felt as if he would cum on his mother's ass.
  With a soft squeal, Peggy pulled her son's cock into the crack of her 
ass, squeezing and bunching her lovely asscheeks around his cockhead. 
She gripped the shaft of his cock and pumped it, wiggling her is as ex-
citement raced about her skin. She felt the head of his cock brushing the 
crinkle of her asshole, searing it. She jerked at his prick, clenching the
cheeks of her ass around it. She began to make soft little cries and twist
her ass in erotic movements.
   "Johnny..." she sobbed softly, arching backward, feeling the pressure 
of his cock against her tight, burning asshole. 
   "Oh, God! Johnny',  Johnny!"
  She began to try and stuff the head of his cock into her asshole.
    "Help me, Johnny!  "she cried out." Oh, please, help me! 
Push, baby! It's okay there! Push, honey! "
  Johnny began pressing the head of his cock against his mother's asshole.
His balls throbbed as he tried to peer down, watch what was happening. His 
mother was crying, but he knew by the sounds her cries were of pleasure. 
The tight heat of her asshole burned on the head of his cock, and he was 
gritting his teeth.
 Peggy held his cock hard, shoving her ass back as her ass muscles began 
to give way, the resistance fading. She had never taken a cock into her 
ass before. Her husband has tried it, but she refused because he was so 
big and it hurt. But now...
   "Push,  Johnny!" she urged with a sob.
   "Push hard! Do it, honey!  Do it there!"
  Johnny, intensely excited by the tight heat of his mother's asshole, 
pushed.
   " Oohhhh!" Peggy whimpered as the swollen head of her son's cock 
pressed through the tight ring of her asshole.  "Yes,  yes! That's it,
Johnny! "
  Peggy felt her asshole stretch, but it didn't hurt. She felt the full-
ness of his cock, his cockhead just past her assring. Johnny's cock was 
young, and smaller than her husband's, and she felt the sensation 
intensely, a wonderful, exquisite sensation. Her asshole clenched about
her son's cock of its own accord, then began to squeeze, loosen, then 
squeeze again. Peggy sobbed with the most delightful sensatins, sensations
that rippled about her fesh and sent her cunt into spasms of ecstatic rapture.
   " Now!  " she screamed in a tight sound.  " Do it!"
  But Johnny held still.
  Peggy clutched the cheek of her ass, stretching it, pulling it open, 
shoving her ass back at him.
  "Do it! Do it!"
  Johnny now saw his mother's asshole stretching about the head of his 
cock. With a grunt, he rammed forwad, driving his cock all the way into 
his mother's blistering asshole.
  "Oh, God, that's good!"  Peggy wailed, grinding her exposed ass back at 
him.
 " Faster  .  .  .  faster!  "
  Still clutching the cheeks of her ass, pulling it wide open, Peggy began
hunching her hips, fucking her asshole onto her son's cock. Johnny gritted
his teeth and began to churn back and forth, fucking his mother up the ass,
his balls very tight and loaded. The heat was overwhelming him.
  Peggy, with tears of ecstasy in her eyes, twisted and twirled her naked 
ass against her son. She clawed at his hip, pulling him inward and sobbing 
with rapture. 
The friction of his cock pounding into her gripping asshole sent wild, 
crazy sensations throughout her whole body. Her mind reeled and spun. 
Peggy turned wild, thrashing her ass back and forth, trying to pull his 
cock deeper and deeper. Her cunt was dripping with slippery juices, 
smearing the insides of her thighs.  She pressed her thighs tightly 
together, her ass pwmping back and forth in a matching rhythm to her son's
stabbing cock.
  Soft, slapping sounds came from her naked ass as she beat it against her
son. The burning hardness stuffed her ass, stretching her ass ring until 
she thought she was being torn apart, but loving every sensation of it.
  Heat moved over her face, and she gaped and sobbed in perverse rapture.
   "Faster!  " she urged between gasping cries of delight. "Faster and 
harder and deeper! Ohhh, God, Johnny! Oh, baby, baby!"
  Johnny couldn't keep his hands to himself. He was leaning back and 
watching his mother's ass twist and pound, his cock darting in and out of 
her fiery asshole. He grabbed for her hip, and Peggy hissed in pleasure 
when he dug his fingers into her flesh.
   "Oh, yes! "
  Fitting his body to his mother's like a spoon, Johnny fucked vigorously 
into her asshole, clinging to her gyrating hip with a tight hand. He felt 
his balls smacking at the wetness of her cunt, and so did Peggy. Her clit 
seemed five times its normal size, ready to burst at any time from taking 
her son's cock up her ass. Mindless with ecstasy, she grabbed his hand 
holding her hip and jerked it upward and in front of her. She curled her  
son's fingers about her tit, smashing his palm there. Somehow the towel
was no longer covering her tits, and she felt her son's hot hand squeezing
the naked firmness of it, her nipple boring into his palm.
  Johnny gasped in his efforts, banging his cock back and forth, never 
pulling it completely out of his mother's asshole.  He clung to her tit
tightly.
  "Mom!" he groaned. "Oh shit, Mom, it's so good!"
  " Yes, Johnny!  " she replied, twirling her ass frantically.   
  "It is!  Ohhh, baby, ram it to me! Ram it to me hard, real hard!" The 
rapture took control and Peggy gave in to it.   "Fuck me!" she screamed. 
  "Fuck mother! Ohhh, God, Johnny, fuck me in my ass! You're so 
hard...your cock is so hard and I want it in my ass! Fuck me, Fuck me!"
  "Yeah, Mom!" he grunted, driving his cock almost brutally into his 
mother's asshole. "I think I'm gonna come, too!"
  " I want it!" Peggy screamed.  "I need it! Ohh, give it to me, Johnny! 
Ram your cock in me hard...I want to feel you come! I have to feel you 
come in me...in my ass!"
  Peggy's cunt burned and expanded, her hairy cuntlips swollen. Her clit 
poked outward, and she squeezed her wet, slippery thighs together hard. 
She clamped her eyes shut, smashing her son's hand into her tight tit, 
helping him squeeze it. The orgasm that erupted in her pussy was powerful, 
so strong she almost passed out with joy. The convulsions of her cunt sent 
a squeezing sensation about her asshole, and Johnny's cock was being 
sucked inward until his balls smashed hard into the juicy heat of his 
mother's contracting cunt.
   "I gotta come, Mom!"
   "Do it!" Peggy screamed.
  With a grunt, Johnny came.
  Peggy felt the powerful throbs of her son's cock, then the boiling 
wetness of his come juice as it squirted rapidly along the walls of her
blistering hot asshole. The feel of her son coming inside her ass sent  
her orgasms into a mindless spasm that clutched her whole body. She shook 
violently as she came, her asshole seeming to suck the come juice out of 
her son's tight young balls.
  It seemed an eternity before the convulsions stopped, and when they did, 
Peggy felt wrung out.  She had never experienced such ecstasy before, 
never in her whole life. Certainly she had not felt it like this with her 
husband when they fucked or played about. She didn't think of anything 
except the exquisite pleasure it had given her.
  Johnny's cock was still inside his mother's asshole, but it was soft now.
He enjoyed the tightness of it. Peggy was reluctant to let him pull it 
out, too. She felt as if she could keep his cock up her ass forever. She 
loved the way her asshole kept throbbing in a delicious way. She lay on 
her side, her back to him , the towel bunched below her tits. Johnny kept 
holding her tit, and she could feel his hot breath on her back. She didn't
want to move, but sbe had to. There was a feeling of needing to piss again,
and she didn't want to embarrass herself by pissing in her bed.
  Slowly she pulled her ass forward, feeling her son's cock slide back and 
out. She let out a soft moan as his prick came free, and her asshole 
closed. She sensed a burning feeling in her asshole, but it wasn't 
unpleasant in the least. It felt good, and she tightened her asshole, 
then quickly stopped because it almost made her start to piss.
  Carefully taking the towel with her, she stood up. She kept her naked 
body covered with the towel as she looked down at her son. He spread out 
on his back, arms behind his head, smiling up at her. She lowered her eyes
to his cock and balls, and with a tender smile, leaned over and caressed 
them with a light hand, holding the towel over her naked tits.
   "Lovely, Johnny," she whispered softly. "Just lovely."
 Cupping her son's cock and balls, she gave them a gentle squeeze. She 
wanted to kiss her son's cock, kiss his balls. Instead, she stood up,
shivered for a moment, then walked from him, her eyes lingering on his 
young body. With his cock and balls sticking from his shorts that way,
he looked erotic. She wanted to eat him up, starting at his knees and 
using her tongue on his young flesh, she wanted to lick her way up and 
smell his crotch and taste every inch of his flesh.
  As she walked, she adjusted the towel to keep her naked body hidden.  
She rumaged for clothes, and then took them into the bathroom with her. 
She dressed, sliding her legs into a pair of skimpy panties, nylon, lacy. 
She pulled on a light sweater, then a skirt. After brushing her hair, she 
returned to the bedroom.
  Johnny had covered his cock and balls, and sat on the small stool in 
front of her mirror. For a moment, Peggy stood behind her son, her hands 
on his shoulders, looking at him in the mirror.  Her son grinned at her 
reflection.  It wasn't a lewd grin, just a nice, happy smile.
  She slipped her hands down his bare chest and pulled him against her. 
She kept gazing into his eyes, and lightly stroked his tiny nipples. Then,
with a nervous gesture, pulled from him. She opened a drawer and pulled 
out a new pair of pantyhose. She slipped a foot into the pantyhose and 
pulled it upward, then slipped in the other foot.
  Johnny watched with interest as she put them on, seeing the way she 
smoothed the flesh-tone hose upward. Her skirt lifted as she brought the
pantyhose to her thighs.  Johnny caught a glimpse of her panties. Just the
crotch, and his eyes began to sparkle.
 Peggy smiled at her son as she stood up. She dragged her skirt to her 
waist and held still for a  moment.  Johnny stared with increasing 
interest at her, seeing the tight, flimsy panties, her golden flesh, 
the shadow of her fan-shaped cunt hair. Then Peggy pulled the panty hose
about her waist. She wiggled her hips as she smoothed the nylon about her 
body, adjusting the crotch. When she finished and her skirt fell, the 
gleam faded in Johnny's eyes.
   "Are you going someplace, Mom?  " he asked.
   "No, " she said, sliding her feet into a pair of white highheeled pumps.   
   "But I always dress after a...bath. "
  He looked at her tits. Peggy's tits strained against the light sweater, 
full and round and wide spaced,  almost pointing. Her nipples made two 
bold peaks, defined against the thin garment. Peggy lifted her shoulders, 
making her tits thrust out, then asked, "Are you thirsty, honey? "
   "A little,  "  Johnny replied.
 She took his hand aiid they left the bedroom, going to the kitchen. Peggy 
didn't know if her son could feel it or not, but she did. There was a 
strange tension suddenly in the house.
  After she poured him a glass of milk, she found the urge to piss quite 
strong, and realized she had not pissed before dressing.
  "I'll be right back," she said.
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