The next afternoon Percy and his friend Drew were in his bed. Percy was on his back, and Drew had just climbed on top of him, impaling herself on his cock. "I don't know why I let you talk me into this again," she said as she began to raise and lower herself. "I'm totally paranoid that your mom is going to come bursting through the door any second."

"You weren't too paranoid to have a huge orgasm a minute ago," Percy said. He put his hand on her belly, lightly rubbing the ball of his thumb over her clit.

Drew moaned, closing her eyes and smiling. "Ooh, you're so good, Percy. The way you touch me, the way you-"

The bedroom door swung open, thumping against the wall. Sally stood there, her face flushed and her hands closed into fists. "You bastard," she said to her son, her voice raspy. "Couldn't you wait one lousy day before sticking your cock into... into..." Striding into the room, she focused her glare on Drew. "And you, you dirty, stinking whore, get off of my son!" She buried both of her hands in the girl's blonde hair and yanked ferociously, pulling her back toward the foot of the bed. Drew shrieked, flailing out with both arms in an attempt to keep her balance. Her right hand hooked into the neckline of Sally's blouse, and as she was dragged off the end of the bed she pulled Sally with her, ripping open the front of Sally's shirt as the two women crashed to the carpeted floor.

Stunned by the impact, Sally lost her grip on Drew's hair. She had landed underneath Drew, and she instantly renewed her attack by reaching up and grabbing the girl by the breasts, digging her fingers into the soft flesh. "Fucking skank!" she yelled. "Whore!"

"Ow ow ow!" Drew squealed. She took hold of Sally's wrists, trying to dislodge the clawing hands. As the two women struggled they staggered to their feet, still locked together. Finally Drew brought her right arm up in a sweeping arc, hammering her fist against the point of Sally's chin in a classic uppercut. Sally's head snapped up and she fell backwards until she hit the wall behind her, and then her legs crumpled, dropping her to the floor in an awkward sitting position.

"Fricking crazy lady!" Drew yelled. "Totally fricking crazy! Jeepers!" She grabbed her clothes from the floor and ran out of the room, pausing at the front door to hurriedly step into her pants and pull her blouse on over her head. Then she ran out of the house, still clutching her underwear in one hand and her sandals in the other. The door slammed shut behind her.

Percy swung his legs off the side of the bed, facing his mother where she sat slumped against the wall. "What the Hades, Mom," he said. "Are you okay?"

Sally put a hand to her chin, and then to the back of her head. "Ow," she said, wincing. "Yes... I'm all right. gods, what have I done... That poor girl... She's right, I must be totally fricking crazy." Her voice was calm and resigned.

"You did kind of wig out there, Mom," Percy said with a chuckle. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes..." She touched her chin again, wiggling her jaw from side to side. "Your girlfriend's got quite a punch. She sure knocked the fight out of me." She smiled up at her son ruefully.

"Mom, how come you aren't wearing any underwear?"

Sally looked down at herself. Her skirt was bunched up at her hips and her knees were splayed open, exposing her bare pussy, and her naked left breast was hanging out of her torn-open blouse. "I took them off before I left work," she said. "I guess I was hoping you'd notice and just... you know, take me. Just shove your cock into me without asking." She shrugged and turned her face away from Percy. "But you're getting it from whatsername now, so I guess you don't want your old hag of a mom any more."

Percy got up from the bed and went to his mother. "You're not an old hag, Mom," he said. "And I still want you. I want you more than anybody." He took his hard cock in his hand and brushed the head over her face, leaving behind a trail of shining pre-cum. "See how much I want you?"

"Oh, my baby!" Sally exclaimed. Pushing his hand away she took her son's cock in her own hand and fed it into her mouth, sucking on it and bobbing her head back and forth.

For several minutes Sally sucked Percy's cock, taking it deep to the back of her throat and then drawing it most of the way out again, pumping it with her hand as well as her lips, sometimes rotating her head one way and then the other, bathing it in her mouth and teasing it with her tongue. Often she would whimper around the shaft that filled her mouth, making desperate little sounds of lust and desire.

Percy braced one arm on the wall above his mother's head to support himself, grunting and moaning with pleasure as she serviced him, watching his cock disappear between her lips and then emerge again. Sometimes he would grab her by the hair at the top of her head and fuck himself deep into her mouth until he could feel the constriction of her throat against the sensitive head of his cock, and he would hold her there, only releasing her when he heard her making sounds of gagging.

At last Percy was panting out deep, ragged gasps and his head rolled back. "Gonna come, Mom," he groaned. Sally kept her son's cock in her mouth for the first two pulses of his cum, and then she took it out. She held it in her fist, pumping it hard and fast and aiming it at her face so that jet after jet of semen squirted onto her lips, her cheeks, her nose, and across her eyes. "Yes," she cooed, "yes, my beautiful boy, my baby. That's what mommy needs. Mommy needs Baby's cum. All of Baby's sweet cum!"

Later, after she had squeezed and sucked the last drops of jism out of Percy's cock, Sally relaxed back against the wall. She released him and reached down to her bare pussy, caressing herself. "That's what I need," she said, looking up at her son. "I realized that today. I need your cock. More than I need you to respect me as your mother, I need you to want me and fuck me and use me as a woman. So I guess I'll just have to live without your respect, eh, Sweetheart?"

Percy took a slow breath before speaking. "Mom, I wish you'd quit telling me I don't respect you." He moved his hand to her face, caressing her cheek and smearing his cum into her skin, using his thumb to spread some of it onto the tip of her nose. "Of course I respect you, Mom!"

End