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Chris cums into his own	By : thebogeyman Category: +1 through F > Family Guy Views: 61650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chris Cums Into His Own
Chapter 1

Her whole body shook as the sobs wracked her petite frame. Three months. Was it only three months since Peter's heart attack? Sometimes it felt like years. Other times, as if it were just yesterday. Lois knew that grief was natural, but what shamed her was that this mind numbing emotional pain was not for her dead husband. It was for herself. She felt so incredibly lost and lonely.
She didn't know what to do. Hit the singles bars? That just seemed sad to her. A middle aged woman acting like a twenty-something little tramp. Dressing in short skirts and getting hammered. Slinking off at two am to fuck some stranger. Maybe she could try some of the dating sites, but she'd never had much use for the Internet, and she had heard so many horror stories about predators. But she had to do something. She hadn't been alone in over twenty years and she didn't like it.
Of coarse there was always Quagmire. He started hitting on her before Peter was even cold. And at least once a week he showed up at her door with a dozen roses and an obvious hard on. The man disgusted her and she didn't know what it would take to make him go away. Calling him a scumbag and slamming the door in his face didn't seem to be doing the trick.
The only good thing to come out of this nightmare was that they wouldn't be wanting for money anytime soon. The brewery had a generous life insurance policy for each of their employees, and since Peter died on the job, it paid double, a bit more than two million dollars.
But as she thought about it she realized that the money wasn't the only good thing to come out of Peter's death. Seeing his father die at such a young age had shaken Chris to his core. He started lifting weights at school and insisted that Lois change what she had been feeding the family. He had taken a part-time job and was really settling into the role of man of the house.
If only he could perform all the duties that being man of the house encompassed. Just last week Lois had glimpsed him making a mad dash for his bedroom. Naked as the day he was born after taking a shower. The only things that weren't smaller about the new and improved Chris were his height, and that beautiful beast between his legs. If anything, without all the fat around his belly and legs, his cock looked bigger than the last time she had seen it, and Lois felt her knees go weak as she watched it swing back and forth hypnotically as he ran.
That brief glimpse of man meat had set her off, and Lois hurried to her room to punish her cunt with the largest dildo in her toy drawer. She was able to get herself off, after what seemed like an hour, but it didn't sooth the itch that had been steadily growing inside her pussy. They didn't call her Loose Lois because her pussy wasn't tight. She had been fucking since shortly after hitting puberty and she needed cock.
Peter wasn't much to look at, and god knows his cock was average at best, but he did his best to keep up with her. Remembering Peter sliding a vibrator in and out of her steaming cunt as he licked her clit to give her that third orgasm sent Lois into a new series of sobs. She tried to keep quiet, but knew that if anyone was still awake they could probably hear her.
"Mom, are you okay?"
Crap, it was Chris. She didn't want to talk to him now, not while she was in this state. "I'm fine Chris (sniff). You're old mom is just feeling sorry for herself. Go to bed and I'll see you in the morning."
She hadn't heard him cross the room, but did feel the mattress sag beneath his weight as he sat beside her, his big hand reaching out to lightly touch her shoulder. "It's okay mom, I miss him too. But the last thing dad would have wanted was to have you crying yourself to sleep every night. Why don't you talk to me; tell me what you're feeling. Maybe just saying it out loud will make you feel better. It can't be any worse than bottling it up."
Lois sat up, letting the covers fall to her lap, and threw her arms around her son. As she wept into his chest she noticed that his long, blonde hair felt damp against her cheek, and he smelled of soap. That's right, she thought, he had to work the late shift tonight. He must have just gotten home and taken a shower before bed. God he smelled good, she thought, hugging him with all her strength, knowing that there was no way she could hurt him. His strong arms circled her back, and one hand rubbed gentle circles between her shoulder blades as he slowly rocked her back and forth as if she were a child with a boo boo, or they were lovers on the dance floor.
This last thought caused her nipples to harden and goose bumps rise all over her body. She didn't know if Chris could feel her braless nipples borrowing into his chest, but she needed some separation. She released her desperate hug but he moved his hands to her ribcage, safely away from her breasts, much to her relief. "Feeling better mom?"
She nodded gazing up into his into his eyes. The moonlight streaming through her bedroom window allowed her to see his features. He had been fat for so long she didn't realize what a good-looking young man he was. "Thank you honey, I feel much better."
"But you didn't say anything. Don't you want to talk about it or something?"
"No." she said, shaking her head. "I said all that needs to be said, and so did you"
"I did? What did I say?"
"Well, I said that I was very sad," she said, gazing up at his face. "And you said that it was going to be okay. That I wasn't alone, and I was loved."
Chris smiled and used his thumbs to gently brush the tears from her eyes. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "I do love you mom, and I'll do anything to help you. You know that, right?"
"Anything?" she thought. She almost ripped her nightie off, spread her legs, and begged him to ravish her. But no, that would be wrong. That would be incest and she couldn't use her innocent little boy to satisfy her lust. She lay back down on the bed and smiled up at him. "I do know that honey, and thank you. You make mommy feel very special, and I'll be fine. I just have to get used to sleeping alone, no matter how hard that might be."
Chris thought for a moment, and then removed his robe, leaving him in his pajamas. He lifted the corner of the blanket and said, "Scooth over mom. I'll sleep with you tonight."

"Sweetheart, we can't!" Lois exclaimed, scooting over despite her words. "I'm your mother and it would be wrong."
Chris chuckled and slipped into bed. "Don't worry mom, I won't take advantage of you. I'll just be a warm body beside you while you sleep. Just think of it as payback for all the times you and dad let me sleep with you when I had a nightmare. Now roll onto your side."
"Take advantage if me?" she thought as she did as she was told. She felt him spoon up behind her. His right arm slipped under her body with the hand coming to rest on her tummy, and the left hand reached up to gently stroke her hair, like it was his favorite kitten. She pushed back, getting her entire body in contact with his and breathed a huge sigh. "This feels wonderful honey. Thank you for doing this."
"You're welcome mom, and don't worry. I won't let the boogieman get you." He leaned down, placing a soft kiss on the nape of her neck, sending a shiver down her spine.
Lois giggled. That was just what she used to say to him after one of his infrequent nightmares. She wiggled against him, getting comfortable. She briefly wondered if Chris had something in mind other than sleep, but no. Although she could feel his cock stretched along the entire length of her ass crack, it remained completely flaccid. He really did intend to sleep with her just for her comfort. Her thoughts ran briefly in circles. Lust love warmth, lust love warmth. But she was so tired. She hadn't had good nights sleep since Peter's death. Her brain finally settled on love and warmth, and she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
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Lois awoke slowly, feeling better than she had in months. At first she found the body behind her confusing. But as the cobwebs of sleep cleared from her mind, she remembered her son climbing into bed with her. But she didn't remember a hand cupping her tit, and she sure as hell didn't remember that thing currently pressing against her butt. That wasn't morning wood, it was a freaking morning two by four. Or maybe a four by four, she really wasn't much of a carpenter. But one thing she did know was cock, and this was the largest she had ever encountered, bigger even than Jerome.
"Chris, honey, are you awake?" she asked over her shoulder. His steady breathing and her mom senses told her that he was deeply asleep. His hand continued to gently squeeze her breast, and she thought that she detected a slight rocking of his hips. "Maybe he's having a naughty dream. Maybe he's dreaming about me!" thought Lois.
The mere possibility that her well-hung boy might be dreaming of her brought back the sexual itch with a vengeance. But what could she do? She couldn't reach her toys without getting out of bed, and rubbing one out wasn't going to get it done anyway. She needed that big juicy cock inside her, and she needed it now. Chris had always been a heavy sleeper. If she was very very careful she might be able to get him in her and stir it around a little. It wouldn't be the hard pounding she really needed, but at this point she was willing to take whatever she could get.
Reaching back between their bodies she carefully searched around until she found the fly in Chris' PJs. When she touched the object of her desire for the first time Lois moaned and smelled her own musk as her pussy lubricated. It was hot, hard, and so thick that her fingers didn't touch on the far side.
Slowly and carefully she stretched the fly upward. For a moment she feared that it would be necessary to rip the fabric, but as she neared his navel she finally reached the tip and the beast was free. Now all she needed was to get herself in position.
At last all her manipulations had put her in position, and somehow she had done it without waking Chris. She eased down and wondered what this was going to do to Chris' dreams. She rubbed the club like head of his penis through her folds, coating it with her secretions, and then pushed down hard.
Lois moaned as the tip stretched her open and eased inside. Breathing hard, she started swirling her hips and pushing down, taking more and more of him inside. It seemed as if there was no end to his mighty shaft, but finally her ass came to rest against his stomach, and she knew that this was all she would get in this position. But good lord, what a dick! Even like this he was reaching places no man had ever been. If he took her doggy style would she be able to handle his length? It already felt like he was up in her womb.
The sensation of fullness was incredible but she needed to move, hopefully without waking Chris. She didn't know how he would react and needed a good orgasm before he got away. "Slow and steady," she murmured to herself. Forward and back, circle the hips. Forward and back, circle the hips.
After so long without, it felt pretty good but this wasn't going to get her off. Suddenly the hand on her tit tightened and Chris pushed into her. "Oh Connie, your pussy is so tight," Chris mumbled.
Pushing back against him, Lois groaned. "Holy shit," she thought. "He's dreaming about that little slut Connie. Maybe I can manipulate his dream a little." Taking a deep breath she whispered, "Chrissie, fuck me hard. If you make me cum I'll tell everyone in school that you're my man." Chris rolled her onto her stomach and stroked into her again, mumbling something unintelligible.
Lois was in heaven. Peter had been so fat toward the end, that the only positions they could fuck in, if she didn't want to be crushed, were doggy style or her on top. A small orgasm swept through her body just from the feel of a man's body stretched out on top of her. Wanting to turn the direction of his dream, she said. "What about your mom Chrissie? Do you think she'll like me?"
Suddenly Chris' eyes snapped open and he stopped moving. "Wah, where am, OH MY GOD, what have I done?" He flew out of bed and ran to the far side of the room, staring back at her in horror. "Mom, I'm so sorry. I was having a dream and I must have...Oh God, I raped my mother!" He buried his face in his hands and wept.
Lois hurried to his side and put her arm across his shoulders. "Shhhh, be quiet honey. You'll wake the whole house. She guided his unresisting body to the side of the bed and made him sit. "Relax sweetheart, you didn't do anything wrong."
"How can you say that Mom? I was holding you down while I..."
Lois placed her fingers over his lips and looked into his trusting eyes. "You didn't do anything wrong Chris honey. I tried to rape you."
"You tried? Mom, that doesn't make sense. Girls can't rape boys."
Heaving a huge sigh, she looked back into his eyes. "You have to understand honey, your mom is used having sex all the time, but since your father died I've been celibate. When I felt your morning erection, well, I guess I went a little crazy. I moved around until I got you inside me and tried to screw you before you woke up. I'm sorry Chris, please don't hate me."
"I could never hate you mom," Chris said with a little smile. I do have a question though."
"Anything honey."
"Well, why didn't you just ask me?"
Lois' eyes widened with surprise. "You would have sex with your old mom?
Turning slightly towards her, Chris reached up and cupped her cheek. "Mom, you're not old. As a matter of fact you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I've been horny for you for years, and there's not a single heterosexual male that wouldn't bang you without a second thought."
Leaning into his hand, Lois rubbed her cheek against his palm. "You really think that I'm the most beautiful woman in the world?"
"Take it easy red. I just said that you're the most beautiful woman that I know. I wasn't counting TV, movies, or Playboy."
Lois pulled back as if she'd been slapped, but when she saw the playful grin on his face she was forced to laugh. "You bastard. How can you treat your mother like that?"
"It's good to hear you laugh again. But seriously mom, you're gorgeous, easily a 9 plus. Do you need to think you're Helen of Troy in order to feel like you're worth screwing?"
"I guess not. So what are we going to do?"
"I don't know," said Chris with a smirk on his face. "Tell me what you want."
Lois reached for the buttons on his pajamas and said, "I want to do it!"
Chris captured her wrists and stared into her eyes with an intensity that she had never seen in him before. "Tell me exactly what you want, I want to hear it. And don't be afraid to be explicit."
Lois blushed beet red. The idea of begging her son to fuck her was extremely embarrassing, but also incredibly arousing. And the way he was taking charge and telling her what to do had her pussy tingling and her nipples pushing through the thin material of her nightie. "I want you to fuck me! I want to cum with you on top and my legs wrapped around you. I want to cum on that huge cock with you fucking me from behind. I want to ride you until I can't stand it anymore, and then I want to fuck and fuck and fuck until you're cumming dust and I can't walk for a week. Is that explicit enough for you, stud?"
Chris grinned and eased his iron grip on her wrists, leaning forward to kiss each palm. "I think that gives me enough to work with. Does that mean that I get to see you naked?"
"Of coarse honey. We can't do this with our clothes on."
"Awesome. I've wanted to see your body for so long. Remember when we went to the beach last year and you wore a bikini? I had to stay in the water the whole time 'cause my dick just wouldn't go down."
"Well then," said Lois, rising to her feet. "We shouldn't keep you waiting any longer should we?" She slid her panties down her long, slender legs, and then, taking a deep breath, she grasped the hem of her nightie and pulled it over her head. Shaking out her short red hair, she dropped her arms to her sides, and basked in her son's stunned admiration.
Chris couldn't speak as he gazed at her naked body for the first time. Instead, he raised his hand and gave his finger a twirl.
Lois giggled and turned slowly, making sure that he got a good look at her profile and backside. When she finally turned back to face him, Chris rose and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling their bodies together. "Mom, I take it back. You are the most beautiful woman in the world."
"That's just your cock talking, sweetheart, but I appreciate it anyway. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled his face down for their fist lover's kiss. The kiss started soft, but soon she found her opening and slipped her tongue between his lips. Their tongues played a game of tag, swirling about and chasing each other; first his mouth and then into hers, back and forth until they were both forced to come up for air.
"Wow, that was amazing," Chris said with a look of wonder on his face. "But seriously mom, I meant what I said, it wasn't just my hard cock talking. You are the most beautiful woman in the world."
"Oh stop," Lois giggled as she pressed her cheek against his powerful chest.
"Really," Chris whispered into her ear. "Fabulous tits, a trim waist, long, slender legs, a ass to die for, and." He gently took her face and turned her eyes up to meet his. "This face could launch at least two thousand ships. I could stare into your beautiful green eyes forever."
Lois' knees went weak and she shivered as she looked up into his eyes. She had to get him inside her. If she let him keep talking she was going to cum right here in his arms with his cock trapped between their bodies. "No more talk, I don't need anymore foreplay. Get on that bed and fuck your mother." She placed her hands on his chest and tried to shove him toward the bed. It was like pushing a wall.
Chris chuckled and placed his hands on her shoulders, exerting a gentle pressure down. "Mom, I haven't jacked off for weeks, and if you don't want me cumming the second that it touches your body, you're going to have to do something for me first."
Lois smiled and dropped to her knees. She liked sucking cock almost as much as sex. "Sooooo," she said playfully, "my little man wants a blowjob does he?"
She reached for his cock, but before she could touch it, Chris grasped the base and waved it lewdly in front of her face, slapping her gently on each cheek. "Yes he does. And the next time you call him 'little man', he's going to beat you about the head and shoulders with this until you see the error of your ways."
"Oooooo, so manly. I'm sorry master, you're right. No one could ever make the mistake of calling this small. She gripped the shaft with both hands and brought the tip to her face. She breathed deep of his musky, manly smell and licked a drop of precum from the tip. This was going to take all her skill to get this monster in her throat, but she felt up to the challenge. Stretching her jaw one last time, she ovaled her lips and slurped the tip into her mouth.
Chris groaned and ran his fingers through her hair. Never in his wildest imagination had he thought that anything could feel this good. Her tongue teased the underside while her hot, wet mouth gripped him. She bobbed her head slowly, each time taking a bit more of him into her mouth. He thought that she was done when he felt the back of her throat. Several inches of shaft were still outside her lips but still felt pretty damn good.
Lois sucked air through her nostrils. She could do this. She got Jerome down her throat and Chris wasn't that much bigger. A better angle was required though. She half-stood and bent her head down. Yeah, that should do it. Taking one last breath, she forced her head down and felt him enter her throat.
"Mom, I'm gonna cum!"
The hand cradling his balls told her that his assessment was correct. Chris was close but he just couldn't cum before she reached her goal. She squeezed the base of his cock hard, perhaps buying herself a few extra seconds, and pressed down with all her strength. Her nose buried in his pubic hair and she rejoiced in her accomplishment. Now to get off before her yummy reward sprayed straight down her throat and into her stomach.
Coming up was much easier and soon she had the tip firmly between her lips as she stroked madly with both hands. The shaft swelled, and just as she anticipated her reward, Chris stepped back, pulling his cock through her hands and lips like a slippery eel. She was looking up to ask why when a hot, sticky mass blasted into her cheek.
"Yeah, take that. That's what you wanted isn't it baby."
Chris pumped his cock as he sprayed her face, neck and chest with a massive load. Closing her eyes and opening her mouth, the shear volume insured that she that some landed one her tongue, but it was pitifully small compared to what was dripping down her chest. "Chris, what the hell? Why did you do that?"
Chris released his deflating cock and looked down at her in puzzlement. "But that's how they do it on the Internet. The girl sucks the guy's cock, and then at the end he pulls it out and sees how much he can get on her face. Did I do something wrong?"
Lois picked up her panties and began mopping her face and chest. "Not exactly honey, but I wanted you to cum in my mouth. Those videos that you've been watching were made by men for men. Most women don't want to be hosed down like that."
"I'm sorry mom. I thought that I was doing it right."
"It's okay sweetie. You can make it up to me by getting this thing hard again," she said, stroking his flaccid shaft and licking the last of his cum from the tip. "How long does it usually take to get hard again?"
"I don't know, ten, fifteen minutes? But when I've tried to cum twice in a row I end up rubbing my cock raw it takes so long to shoot that second load."
"Ummmm, that sounds good to me. Let me see if I can speed up the process." She sucked the rubbery shaft into her mouth and twirled her tongue around the tip, but Chris had other ideas. He stepped back and reached down, picking her up as if she were weightless. Turning to the bed, he tossed her, where she landed spread eagle on her back.
"That was cool. Your boobies really bounced when you hit the bed."
Lois propped herself up on an elbow, smiling at his boyish enthusiasm. "What are you going to do now big boy? You're still not hard."
He crawled up on the bed, pushing her legs apart as he went. "I know it wasn't on your to do list, but I have to taste you. I'm pretty sure having you cum on my tongue will get it up."
"Okay, but just until you're hard. I'm so horney baby, I need you inside me."
Chris didn't bother answering because his face was mere inches away from the prettiest pussy he'd ever seen. From his thousands of hours spent surfing porn, he knew that cunts came in many different types. Some looked like an open-faced roast beef sandwich that had been run over by a lawnmower. Others appeared to be beautiful flowers made of flesh. His mother's was in this second category. How was it possible that three human beings had ripped their way out that opening while leaving it looking so pristine?
The sight of her delicate scarlet lips, not to mention her aroma, had him stiff as a board. Fortunately his mom couldn't see that, and he wasn't about to tell her. He had often heard from guys at school that when it came to eating pussy, once you got past the smell you had licked. He guessed that these guys had never been in the same room with a naked girl. His mom smelled wonderful, and his first tentative lick told that she tasted great too.
The first order of business was to clean up the slippery nectar that seemed to cover the entire area around her snatch. He coated two fingers and slid them into her smoldering cunt, twisting them slowly as he licked her thighs and butt cheeks. Lois was moaning, pitifully begging him to fuck her, but he wanted to taste it from the source first. He licked his fingers clean and dove in, forcing his tongue as deeply as possible into her steaming love tunnel.
Lois' hips surged up, bending his neck back, and her pussy seemed to be chewing his tongue. Her begging stopped. Instead she was making high-pitched squeaking noises in time with spasms in her cunt. "Well, that was one," thought Chris, as he lapped up the excess fluid. Although he would have loved to stay here and see how many orgasms he could lick out of her, now that she had caught her breath, Lois was begging for cock and gently tugging on his hair. And truth be told, he was looking forward to losing this pesky virginity. With a final kiss on her mound, he crawled up into her open arms.
"That was wonderful, sweetie, but please tell me that you're hard again." Chris just grinned and lowered his hips to run the shaft through wet lips. "Oh yes, that's what I need. Shove it in baby. Don't make me beg anymore."
Chris' manhood was nice and slick. Lois grasped his shaft, moving the bulbous head into position and he gave a gentle push. Her pussy resisted, but he knew that wouldn't last long, as wet as she was. "Open your eyes mom."
Her eyes seemed vacant, hardly seeming to see him at all, but as he pushed forward penetrating her at long last, her breath hissed between her teeth and she focused on him completely as a look of bliss spread across her face. "Oh Chris, that feels wonderful. Go slowly baby, make me feel every inch."
Ever so slowly the monster crawled inside her. Not counting her earlier botched rape attempt, she hadn't been stretched like this since Stewie's painful expulsion from her womb, and her vaginal muscles were in spasm, rippling up and down along the length of the relentless shaft penetrating her body and consuming her mind. It reached the record-setting depth that she had achieved while he slept and kept going. Finally, she felt a slight pinch and the monster came to rest.
"Mom, I don't think I can go any deeper. Mom? Oh!" With her head back and her mouth open, Chris watched his mother cum. Little muscles were twitching all over her body, and he didn't know which was gripping him tighter, her pussy or her legs wrapped around his waist. Both seemed determined to keep from moving so he held himself still and watched the show. He thought that she was even more beautiful as she writhed in ecstasy on the end of his dick. Finally the tension left her body and her legs slipped down to caress his as she smiled up at him. "I may be a beginner, but that looked like orgasm number two."
"You bet your sweet ass it was, and a damn good one too. Thank you sweetheart, that was just what I needed."
"Oh, does that mean we have to stop?"
"Stop? Are you out of your freaking mind? We're just getting started. Now fuck your momma hard with that magic fuck stick of yours."
"Good, 'cause I'm not even close yet."
"That's what I want to hear. Now move that ass baby and fuck me hard."
"Well, I wanted to ask. I'm not all the way in, something is stopping me."
"That's just my cervix honey. Don't hit it too hard and it will relax soon so you can get up into my womb. Now quit asking questions and love mommy."
Fuck me hard but don't hit this hard. Chris was beginning to understand why men talked about the difficulty of understanding women. But like most men, he decided that for something that felt this good, a little lunacy was a small price to pay.
With words of encouragement from his mom, Chris pulled out until just the head remained in her, and then pushed back in. As he neared bottom, Lois' hips rose to meet him and her head rolled back and forth across the pillow. In and out, in and out. It was a little like washing your hair he thought, except here you were supposed to repeat over and over. Not like that time he used the whole bottle of shampoo. After about twenty strokes, still being careful, he did feel a little deeper and it seemed like his tip was against a small hole. Back out he slid, feeling every bump and ridge along length of her love tunnel.
As he neared bottom, Lois locked her ankles behind his butt and squeezed. With a silent internal pop her cervix surrendered and the head was in her womb. Lois moaned and gasped, "Almost honey. One more time, and give me all you have."
Once again her tunnel collapsed as his cock eased out. It paused at the top and then plunged into her; an unstoppable force. Their hips slammed together and her legs locked around him as another orgasm swept through her body. Her fingers dug into his triceps as waves of pleasure seemed to rebound through her body. Up to her head and then down to her toes, back and forth until like the ripples in a pond, the waves faded away, leaving behind nothing but a feeling of serene satisfaction.
Chris watched her open her eyes and smile up at him. "I really love watching you cum mom. You're so beautiful."
"Thank you baby, that was my best orgasm ever. It's like we were made for each other. Can you feel your cockhead touching the wall of my uterus? It's a perfect fit. Now get down here and give me a kiss."
Chris lay down on her, smashing her tits between their bodies, and pressed his lips to hers. With his cock inside her cunt, his tongue inside her mouth, and her arms and legs wrapped around him, it was if she were trying to consume him and the love flowing back and forth between them felt like a physical force. He leaned back and gently brushed her bangs away from her eyes. "Do you need to rest or should I keep going?"
"I'll rest when I'm dead. You've been incredible, but what we've done so far only makes up for a week, maybe ten days of my celibacy. Now that we're both warmed up, I want you to make me wear my ankles for earrings, and see if you can pound me through this mattress."
"Yes maam!" he said with a grin. He had seen this often enough on the Internet to know what to do. Unlike the facial, he never believed that a woman would enjoy being fucked that hard, but since she had been begging for it for that last hour, she must be the type that not only liked it, but actually loved it. With her legs straight up in the air, he grabbed each ankle, taking a brief moment to admire her silky smooth and slender calves, and bent her in half.
With only his hands and feet touching the mattress, he took a second to enjoy the anticipation and lust in her eyes, and then plunged into her. Their hips came together with the sound of a gunshot, almost loud enough to cover her moan of pleasure, and for the first time he was glad for the thickness of the walls in these New England homes. In the past he had been forced to press his ear to the door in order to listen to his parents fucking, something that he had done more often than he cared to admit. He liked to beat off and pretend that it was him porking his gorgeous mother. And now here he was doing it. Whoda thunk it?
He started slowly, but soon picked up speed. He was up to almost two hundred pushups, but he didn't know how much endurance that he was going to have for this particular exercise. Lois had her arms wide and her hands clutched the sheets almost hard enough to tear them off the bed.
As Chris hammered down into her he had wanted to keep count of her orgasms. Lois seemed to be an extremely orgasmic women and he thought that he might be able to get in the Guinness book or something. But between the amount of effort he was expending, and the fact that she seemed to be cumming constantly, he soon gave up and concentrated on his task. Lois' face glowed and Chris had never seen her look happier. Although he wasn't getting much physical pleasure from this position, the look on her face, and the fact that he was the one putting that look on her face, made him tremendously happy and proud.
His arms were starting to shake. He wanted to give her a fucking that she would never forget, but he was afraid that his strength failing. With a final pump he pulled out and rolled off to lie gasping on the bed. "I'm sorry mom, I just can't go any longer."
Lois remained with her feet over her head for a few seconds, until, with a huge shuddering breath, her legs fell to the bed and she rolled onto her stomach to crawl over to Chris. With her head on his chest, she gripped his rock hard shaft with one hand and ran the other through his sweaty hair while listening to his heart pound. "Ooooh, Chris honey, don't apologize. You just gave me the fucking of my life."
"Really? So I was good?"
"Good? No you weren't good. You were incredible, spectacular, amazing. You rocked my world you manly stud you." Chris' manhood twitched and throbbed in her hand, and Lois smiled to herself. A young man's ego was such a sensitive thing, so easy to boost or crush.
"Good, 'cause I'm not done with you. As soon as I catch my breath I want you on all fours. I'm going to cum so hard you'll be tasting it."
She pushed herself up to look in his eyes. "That sounds great honey, but why don't you take a little break. It's time for you to experience the world famous Lois Pewterschmidt pussy dance."
"What's that?"
"You'll see, and when you do it will be something you'll never forget." Getting to her knees, she lifted a leg to straddle his hips. As her leg settled on the mattress she groaned, "Oh man, I'm going to feel this tomorrow."
"Did I hurt you mom," Chris asked with a look of concern.
"Yes, but it's a good hurt. A very good hurt." She reached down, grasped his shaft, and seated the knob in her steaming snatch. "Just relax baby and let momma do all the work." With her hands in her hair, she swung her hips in a seductive circle while starting a slow descent.
Chris watched in awe as his mother danced on his dick. It truly was something that he would never forget, and he tried to burn every move and sensation into his brain. She circled her hips and then scooted forward and back. She leaned forward to rake her nipples across his lips, and then sat up quickly before he could kiss them. When she rose, her pussy stretched out, stroking his shaft and adding to the sensation and when she reached the top it looked like his foreskin had magically reappeared. The whole time she was watching his face but he hardly noticed. He was mesmerized by the sensual swaying and bouncing of her breasts. "Mom, you're so hot! You should have been a stripper."
"What makes you think that I wasn't," she said, grinding her clit into his shaft.
"You were a stripper!?"
"Chris, you know that I made a porno. Is it really such a leap of imagination to see me as a stripper? I was pulling down two-hundred-fifty K a year, virtually tax-free while going to collage. What you're getting now is my thousand dollar champagne room lap dance."
For some reason his mom fucking for money really turned him on and he could feel his cum rising. "Mom, get off. I don't want to cum yet."
She rose to the top and then squeezed her vaginal muscles rhythmically as she dropped. "But you haven't seen my big finish. That's where I really earned that grand." He reached up and pushed her off where she hit the bed laughing. "Oh well, maybe next time. You still owe me a grand though."
"On your knees woman and brace yourself on the headboard. I'm going to pay you with inches." Lois scrambled to obey and Chris wobbled behind her on his knees. "This has been building for awhile; time for the money shot."
"Cum inside me baby. Don't waste it on my back."
Since that had been his plan all along he didn't bother answering. This was his first pussy induced orgasm, and he had no intention of dropping this load anywhere but where it belonged; as deep inside her sweaty body as possible. Fisting his cock at the base, he lined up and plunged in in one slow stroke.
Lois threw her head back and arched her spine. "Oh baby, that feels soooo good. Do it again."
It did feel good so Chris was happy to comply. He pulled completely out. Looking down her pussy gaped at him. A seemingly bottomless hole surrounded by blood red lips. Back in he went, faster this time, and when he reached bottom Lois pushed back to slam her ass into him. Ripples flowed across her heart shaped ass from the point of contact, and Chris was very glad that he had lost his gut. Otherwise he would have missed this sexy show. Taking a grip on her narrow waist, he began fucking her with short, powerful thrusts.
Minutes passed and Chris was drenched in sweat. He knew Lois was close, but unfortunately he was closer. He knew that if she was going to cum with him then he was going to have to take a chance, try something else he had seen online, and hope that it didn't turn out worse than the facial fiasco. He coated two fingers in her abundant fluids, grabbed a handful of hair, wrenching her head back, and carefully shoved his fingers up her ass.
Lois went crazy and a strangled moan escaped her lips. Her arms shook and her face turned red. Chris took two more clumsy thrusts and then poured himself into her. Spurt after spurt rocketed down his shaft until her womb filled and the excess began flowing out of her, drenching the bed.
As he came down from his orgasmic high, Chris realized that at some point he had pulled Lois up against his chest. Releasing her hair, he pulled his fingers from her ass. Happy and surprised that they weren't covered in shit, he reached around with both hands to twist her nipples, hoping to prolong her pleasure just a little longer.
Lois quivered and whimpered for a whole minute before collapsing bonelessly in his arms. His flaccid cock slipped from her body and more fluids gushed out, creating what he decided was the king of all wet spots. Carefully, he scooted around, dragging her lifeless body with him, until his back hit the headboard. He straightened her legs and then settled down to play with her tits until she recovered.
Lois was floating on a puffy cloud of complete sexual satisfaction. Never in her life had she felt this way and she wished that it could go on forever. Slowly the tingles faded and she once again became aware of her body. Her hair was plastered to her forehead, her body was drenched in sweat, and her breasts were moving around on her chest. She smiled. That was Chris fondling her. He was flicking her nipples and gently slapping the breasts to watch them bounce. She turned her head to look back and he was there to place a soft, loving kiss on her lips.
As she settled back against his broad chest, basking in the afterglow, her mind turned back to the night before. No sex with Chris, that's what she had told herself. Had she really corrupted her son simply to satisfy her lust? "Chris, I think this may have been a mistake."
Chris chuckled, still kneading those wonderful orbs, and leaned down to nibble on her neck. "You picked a funny time to make that decision mom."
"I'm serious Chris, this was incest. It's illegal and against God's law."
"Officer Swanson, Officer Swanson, My mommy touched my pee pee and made do things to her bottom. Boo hoo hoo."
"Chris, this isn't a joke. I could go to jail for this."
"I don't give a rats ass about the law. What happens in this house is nobody's business but ours. And as far as the bible goes, it was written thousands of years ago by a bunch of old men that figured out the easiest way to control the masses was by inventing a magic space ghost that would burn you for eternity if you didn't think the way they told you to. You're half Jewish and a converted Catholic so of coarse you're feeling guilty. I want to do this as often as possible. You have so much to teach me."
It was the perfect thing to say. Her guilt evaporated when she realized that she could be his teacher in this very important aspect of his life. If she happened to enjoy it, well, that was just icing on the cake. "You're right sweetheart. So I take it that you enjoyed yourself."
"Are you kidding? I got naked with a beautiful woman that I've had the hots for for years. She sucked my dick and let me fuck her until I filled her sexy body full of sperm... Oh shit! Mom, are you on the pill?"
"You picked a funny time to ask that question son." She paused to let him twist for a moment and then continued. "Yes I'm on the pill, but let this be your first lesson in sex one oh one. You have to ask that question before the fun starts."
"I'm sorry mom, but you were so hot I didn't even think about it."
"You have to think about it honey. Do you want to pay child support for the next twenty years? After work today I want you to stop by a pharmacy and buy some condoms. Oh, and don't use Goldman's. We don't need any talk around the neighborhood."
"But if you're on the pill why do I need rubbers?"
"For any other girls you might want to screw. Even ignoring the pregnancy concerns, I don't need you bringing any diseases when you come home to me."
"You want me to screw other girls?"
"Of coarse sweetie. You and I can't get married, and some day you'll want to have a family of your own. You'll never meet a girl if you're not out there looking. Now, are you ready for lesson number two?"
"Yes mom."
"Honey, You've got to give my tits a rest."
"But they're just so awesome!"
"I know they are baby, but it's not always about you. A woman likes to feel her lover's hands everywhere on her body. Stroke my arms, scratch my scalp, caress my cheek, rub my shoulders. Be creative but leave my pussy alone, that sucker is out of commission for now. Somebody's giant cock just spent a couple hours wrecking that bitch."
Chris could tell from her tone of voice that she was far from angry over having her pussy wrecked, so he went about following her instructions. He explored every part of her body that lay within his reach and Lois was literally purring in his arms.
"Ooooh baby, that feels so good. I can tell that you're going to be a excellent student."
"Well I really like the subject." He glanced at the clock and said, "You know, it's barely six A.M. and this has already been the best day of my life."
"I hate to pour cold water on your great day, but don't you have to work the early shift today?"
"I could call in sick."
"No sweetheart. You have to work, and looking at this bed, I'd say that someone needs to do laundry. God, those big balls of yours pack a punch. There's cum everywhere." She sat up and turned to look at him. "You know Chris, we're going to have to be very careful. We can't let the others know what's going on between us. They wouldn't understand."
"I've been thinking about that. We have next week and then two days the following week and we're out of school. Nana and Grandpa are always complaining that they don't get to see us often enough. Why don't we send Stewie and Brian up there to spend the summer?"
"That's a great idea! We could send Meg too and we'd have the whole house to ourselves."
"No, that might look suspicious. Meg is going to graduate and she'll have lots to keep her busy getting ready for collage. We can work around Meg but I'd worry about Brian or Stewie. One of them is bound to figure it out." As man of the house, Chris felt responsible for Meg and he had plans for her, although he wasn't ready to tell Lois about them yet.
"Okay, I guess that makes sense. You know, the others won't be up for awhile. If we're quick we can take a shower together and you can wash my back."
"Can I wash your front too?"
"Whatever you want baby, but we'll have to be quiet."
Chris took her hand and they hurried to the bathroom.
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Steam billowed as the bathroom door opened and two lovers emerged clad in towels. "Have a good day at work sweetie," Lois whispered before planting a chaste kiss on his cheek and heading for her room.
This goodbye was sadly lacking to his way of thinking. Grabbing her wrist, Chris pulled her into his arms and kissed her with all the passion and love in his heart. "Thank you mom, for everything."
Lois felt her face and chest flush while her knees weakened. She had just been fucked like never before. How could he turn her on so easily? "Not here in the hall honey, what if Stewie has to go to the bathroom?" Chris stepped back but kept hold of her hands. "Thank you sweetheart, for giving me this chance to teach you and for helping me with my little problem."
"It was my pleasure," he said, lifting and kissing the back of each hand. "I have to go now, but do you think you might feel lonely again tonight?"
"Well," Lois said, blushing prettily and looking at the floor. I'd hate to have any nightmares so I guess that I wouldn't mind a little company."
"Awesome! Now I can't help but have a good day. I'll see you for dinner." Lois smiled and walked to her room. There was a seductive sway to her hips despite the fact that she was noticeably bowlegged. "Yeah, I wrecked that pussy," Chris thought, giving himself an internal high-five. With a spring in his step he rushed to his room to get dressed.
So wrapped up in their own little drama, neither noticed the crack in another bedroom door. Nor could they see the pudgy glass-wearing girl seething in the darkness. "How could they?" Meg thought. "Well they aren't going to get away with this."
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