It Had to be Done Again

The Usual Disclaimer: This is a work of fantasy. All characters featured in sexual situations are over 18. The characters in these stories are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living, dead or undead is purely coincidental. Do not try this at home.

This is an attempt at a sequel to 'It Had to be Done.' I have made several attempts at follow-up stories before this one. Invariably, I reach a point where I sit back and evaluate the story, and say to myself, "Wow. That really sucks. No way am I putting that crap out on Literotica." Hopefully this is a little better than that.

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Tom lay back on the bed in his hotel suite, basking in his victory blowjob. He had manipulated this gorgeous little college coed into joining him in his room, and now she was eagerly trying to show him that she was indeed capable of delivering amazing oral sex. His hard cock in her mouth was not enough to prove she was doing a good job—she had seen him take that Viagra tablet. Her eyes searched his for affirmation.

"Come on, sweetie," he said softly, "You can do better than that."

She really tried, choking herself in the effort.

Tom's cell phone began playing a tune on the nightstand, and he reached for it in annoyance. He saw that the call was from his son, Michael, and he almost didn't answer it. Only the thought that it might be a real emergency made him sigh and take the call.

"What is it, Michael?" he snapped into the phone.

"I'm really sorry to bother you, Dad," Michael answered. "Honestly, I wouldn't have called, but I am afraid that Mom may be getting frostbite on her toes. She won't say anything about it, but her toes have been turning blue overnight. I was just going to turn up the thermostat a couple of degrees overnight, but I don't know the code for it."

"Oh, come on," Tom snorted, "It's not that cold. Don't you think you're overreacting?"

"Actually, we've had over four feet of snow since you left," Michael replied, "Dad, I know you're busy. I just thought that I should tell you because if she gets frostbite...you might think it would make you look bad."

Tom was distracted at that point. The eager little cocksucker between his thighs was really doing an amazing job, and her desperate eyes turned him on even more.

He thought about telling his wife just to put on warm socks, but he realized that he had warned her not to do that before, when he instructed her to dress sexily for him all the time. Tom decided to relent, and magnanimously said, "Alright, Michael. The code is 7477633. Don't get too crazy with the thermostat."

He had to look at the letters beneath the numbers on his phone; the code was 'piss off' in his mind.

"Thank you, sir. I won't bother you again," Michael said into the phone. "Are you having a good time, Dad?"

Tom grunted as he filled the sexy little coed's mouth with his cum. "It's alright so far," he said. "I'll see you in three weeks."

He hung up the phone, and then rose from the bed. The young woman was spluttering and choking on the massive load of cum in her mouth, but she squealed in delight when he spanked her ass and slipped his cock into her drenched pussy. Unlike with his wife, he had taken a Viagra to ensure he would stay hard all night long with this young woman in her early twenties.

"You have got some real promise," he said, beginning to stroke his length into her, "Now let's see what you can do with this little pussy of yours."

Tom was smug as he fucked this girl and relished her groans. He knew she would be back the next day, even more desperate to please him. They always were.

* * *

Back at the house in Nebraska, Michael grinned at his mother from the thermostat. She smiled back as they heard the heater come to life and felt warm air blow out of the vents. The two of them had put their heads together to come up with that little scheme to outmaneuver Tom.

"Dad said he'll be home in three weeks," Michael said, his eyes roaming hungrily over her sexy body, "Whatever will we do in the meantime?"

She took his hand and flashed him a sexy smile.

"Well, we should get back into that nice, warm bed for starters," she said.

Michael followed her gorgeous, swaying ass into the bedroom. Despite the evening's cold, she was still scantily clad. The pale pink, gauzy nightgown flowed around her body as she walked, softening the curves of her body without truly hiding anything. They both knew it was no longer for her husband's benefit.

She relished being on display for her son. It made her wet to see the look in his eyes as he admired her large breasts, her tempting bottom, and her bald, puffy little pussy. She had not worn panties all day, and hadn't bothered to put her bra back on after he had removed it earlier to suck her tits while he fucked her.

Her nipples were still rock-hard when she turned to face him at the side of the bed. It was chilly, but the room was warming up nicely. Michael shed his robe as he bent to take one of those thick, irresistible nipples into his mouth. Valerie moaned in appreciation as his hot mouth sucked her sensitive nipple. She reached out to stroke his cock. She was just delighted at how hard her son was for her all the time.

It had only been that morning that she had awakened and taken him inside her for the first time. Since then, they had only stopped having sex for brief periods to get something to drink, to eat, and then to plan for and make that phone call after the heater shut down. They had showered together three times, but that was mostly to wash all of her son's sperm out of her pussy before he fucked her again. It wasn't like they stopped having sex just because they were in the shower; their wet bodies slapped together loudly beneath the spray as her son's soapy cock plunged into her pussy.

"Oh, yes!" she cried out as her son pushed her to the bed and eagerly filled her pussy again.

She loved him so much, she realized once more, as she saw his eyes taking in her body.

He loved the way her big tits rocked around on her chest while he fucked her. He couldn't help but smile down at her. She looked so incredibly sexy. The most surprising thing for him, though, was just how tight and perfect his mother's pussy felt as it stretched to accommodate his dick. They had been fucking all day, and still she was snugly squeezing his shaft.

"You are so unbelievably sexy, Mom," he murmured as he sped up the pace of his strokes.

He looked down at that amazing sight again, of his cock pistoning in and out of his mother's wet and wide-spread pussy. They both groaned when his cock swelled even larger. He just got so turned on when he saw that, knowing it was his mother he was filling with his thick dick.

Valerie shivered through another tremendous orgasm. Her son was just amazing, and had been all day. She suddenly needed to taste him again.

"Michael," she gasped out softly, "Can I please suck your cock again? I really want you to come in my mouth."

That was music to his ears. He would never get tired of hearing his mother pleading to suck him off.

"I love you so much, Mom," he whispered to her as he slid up her body to feed her the cock she craved.

His balls rested in the top of her cleavage as her mouth took in the swollen head of his big dick. Michael reached for a pillow and slid it beneath his mother's head so that she had a more comfortable sucking position.

He's so thoughtful, she thought as she looked up at her son.

Valerie was easily the most skilled cocksucker Michael would ever meet. It only took her a couple of minutes to coax another load of her son's delicious spunk into her eagerly sucking mouth. That was another sight he would never tire of seeing—his mother happily drinking his cum. He moaned out loud and reached down to gently stroke her hair and the side of her face while she finished sucking out every drop he had to offer.

When she had drained him completely, she released his cock with a smack of her lips and smiled up at him. He once again shook his head in disbelief as he smiled back.

"You are so amazing," he said softly.

"Thank you," she replied, beaming at the compliment and the adoring look in her son's eyes.

He slid back down her body, nibbling and teasing her aroused nipples again. He slid his feet off the bed and then stood between her legs, reaching for her toned calves. Valerie groaned when she felt him spreading her legs. She couldn't believe her insatiable son was already going to fuck her again. She was confused when he didn't slide his cock back into her wet pussy. What was he doing down there?

She gasped in disbelief when his tongue invaded the wet folds of her pussy. She lifted her head from the pillow, and her eyes were wide as she looked down at his face between her thighs. Valerie had not had her pussy licked in almost thirty years, and she had not expected it at all.

"Michael, you don't have to do that!" she cried out. The way her husband had avoided licking her pussy, she just assumed men didn't care for the taste of it. She didn't mind licking her juices off of her husband's cock, nor her son's, now, but she was under the impression that her pussy tasted bad.

"Mmm," her son moaned into her wet snatch. He pulled his face an inch away for just long enough to smile at her and say, "You taste delicious, Mom. I could eat this tasty pussy all night long."

He practically dove back into her, slurping her juices with gusto.

"Oh my god!" she gasped out.

Her son was a talented pussy licker. He had her squirming in orgasm in mere minutes, and he kept right on going until she cried out in a second spectacular orgasm. Any doubts she had that he really enjoyed it dissipated when he stood up and slid his rampant erection into her freshly-eaten pussy. He was as hard and thick as she had ever felt, and his eyes blazed with lust once again.

"You are—" she started, but then he was pounding her too hard for her to speak coherently. "OH! OH! YES! Ohmygodyou—OH FUCK YES!" was all she could get out.

She came once more, and then they came together, both of them moaning uncontrollably just a few minutes later. Valerie loved feeling her son's cock filling her with his hot cum, and it made her shake her head from side to side. He leaned down and kissed her softly, once again invading her mouth with his tongue. She sucked on his tongue, relishing her own tangy taste. It served as an arousing reminder that he had just licked her pussy so well.

That simple act had sealed it in her mind. She was her son's woman now. He loved her and pleased her and complimented her. She felt sexy and worthwhile with her son. As she wrapped her arms around him and they kissed on the bed, she felt truly happy and relaxed for the first time in decades. Valerie giggled when she felt her son's hard cock lurch inside her. It made her giddy that he could recover for her so quickly.

"What's so funny?" he asked, smiling down at her.

"It's not that it's funny," she said, reaching up to stroke his hair, "I'm just so happy. You are simply amazing, Michael. And you make me feel amazing."

"You are amazing, Mom," he replied.

His hips slowly slid forward, burying his hard cock inside her to the hilt. They were both a little tender after so many intense orgasms, but it didn't stop him from slowly sliding in and out of her while they whispered to each other and kissed. After a half hour of that deliciously slow fucking and making out, they rose from the bed and once again showered together.

This time, they did not fuck in the shower. They did kiss and fondle each other's bodies as they gently soaped and cleaned each other. Michael stood behind his mother and gently shampooed her hair, massaging her scalp thoroughly in the process. Valerie was so relaxed after that luxurious treatment that she almost fell asleep.

The entire house was comfortably warm when they emerged from the shower and dried off. They walked, naked, out to the kitchen and drank some cool water. They couldn't help but admire each other's naked bodies as they stood on the bare tile floor. Even that floor felt remarkably warmer now that the heat was restored.

"Just how high did you turn up the heat, anyway?" Valerie asked her son.

"Sadly, that's only seventy-three degrees," he answered, "After practically freezing the past two nights, it feels like eighty in here."

Valerie slid her right hand over her right breast, feeling her hard nipple brush her palm. She made a cute little pout with her lips.

"You're not going to make me sleep all alone now that it's warmer, are you?" she asked.

Michael grinned, but then abruptly looked thoughtful.

"You know," he said, "We probably ought to sleep in my bed from now on. I know it's not as big, but we don't have to worry about making a mess of the bed. We could just wash your bed linens once and do a nice job of making that bed. Then we can do whatever we want in my room."

"You are so thoughtful," she said as she leaned in to kiss him again. "We'll do that in the morning."

They cuddled beneath a sheet that night. It took mere minutes for them to fall into a deep and satisfied slumber.

The next morning, Valerie was delighted to wake up to the sensation of her son licking her pussy again. His talented tongue teased and explored her, diving deep into her before lapping in loving circles around her engorged pussy lips. She squealed when he naughtily dipped down to lap at her sphincter. No one had ever licked her asshole before.

He feasted on her, before finally latching onto her inflamed clit and sucking on it hard. He plunged two fingers inside her and wriggled them against her g-spot. She screamed out loud at the intense orgasm that treatment triggered. It took her several minutes to recover her breath afterwards, and he was languidly licking and sucking her the entire time.

"Good morning," he said softly, when he finally released her pussy from his lips.

She reached down and tousled his hair, still panting slightly.

"Have I told you lately that you are the best son ever?" she said with a smile.

"Really?" he replied, running his tongue back up her wet pussy, "What kind of son licks his own mother's pussy like that?"

"Oh," she groaned, "The very best kind! Come up here and give your mother a hug."

Naturally, his hard cock slid into her waiting pussy as his mouth found hers. She moaned around his invading tongue as he filled her hungry pussy again. Valerie spread her legs and wrapped them around his back, savoring that marvelous sensation once again. It still felt like he was splitting her open with his thick shaft, even after the marathon of sex they had enjoyed yesterday.

She bit down on his tongue when she came again, pulling her head back to apologize afterwards. He ruefully ran his tongue around inside his mouth, checking to make sure he wasn't bleeding.

"It's okay, Mom," he said with a soft smile.

She released him from her legs and the two of them got out of bed. Michael gave her a kiss and looked her up and down once again.

"Damn, I will never get used to that," he said, "I need to use the bathroom, and I'll be right back."

She nodded at his retreating, muscular backside. She shivered as she made her way into her own bathroom, but not from cold. Her son was just so damned sexy.

After they had relieved themselves, they shared another shower in his bathroom for once. He pressed her up against the tub surround and fucked her from behind while reaching around to grope and squeeze her big tits.

"I wish we had a bigger tub," she gasped, "I would love to sit in a hot tub with you all day."

He bit her neck as he unloaded his first orgasm of the day into her spasming pussy.

"That would be a really nice day," he panted into her ear afterward.

His shower had a removable nozzle, so he was able to thoroughly spray his cum out of her pussy. That sensation made Valerie come so hard she nearly fell over in the tub. Michael had to drop the nozzle and quickly grab her, holding her steady until her legs regained their strength.

"Jesus," she panted, "I had no idea that would happen."

They both got dressed after they had dried from the shower. Michael wore a bathrobe, and his mother wriggled into a sexy little teddy. They enjoyed a leisurely breakfast together. While Valerie cooked, Michael stripped the bed linens from his parents' bed and started the washing machine. They cleaned and vacuumed in that bedroom after breakfast, since he had spied a popcorn kernel on the floor.

Valerie had dropped to her hands and knees to look beneath the bed, making sure nothing had gotten under there. She looked up over her shoulder to see her son standing behind her. He was staring at her exposed bottom, and his erection tented out the front of that robe.

"You really like my ass, don't you?" she asked.

He could only nod mutely, unable to tear his eyes from the sexy sight in front of him. The bottom of the teddy framed the heart-shaped curve or her cheeks, and her asshole was parted slightly, just above her slick pussy lips. She bit her lip, slowly lowering her head to the floor. She was completely aroused in that vulnerable position, knowing what was about to happen.

"Please be gentle," she moaned into the carpet.

Michael was so fixated on her gorgeous bottom that he hadn't heard her. He shook his head.

"What was that?" he asked.

"When you fuck my ass," she answered, "Please be gentle."

Michael's legs felt like jelly as he half-staggered into his parents' bathroom. He hunted through the drawers and the cabinet beneath the sink before returning to his mother.

"Where do you keep the lube?" he asked.

"What lube?" she countered. She was looking over her shoulder at him with a baffled expression.

"Dad doesn't..." he started to say, but then it seemed obvious.

That sadistic bastard wouldn't have used any lube. He would have enjoyed her pain when he fucked poor Valerie in her ass. Rather than taking her as she expected, Michael knelt behind her instead and it was his tongue that invaded her horny little sphincter.

Valerie was utterly shocked—first, because she hadn't expected it—but then...well, she had no idea that a man would actually do such a thing! She had seen it in a couple of porn movies, but her husband had fast-forwarded through those scenes in disgust. At first, she tried to crawl away from that invading tongue, but Michael slapped her bottom and growled at her.

"Stop that," he said, before plunging his thick tongue back into her ass.

"Oh, god!" she gasped out.

She had no inkling just how intense that would feel. Michael spanked her a few more times while his insistent tongue fucked her sphincter. She was opening for him nicely, her ass soaked with his saliva. He slid his right thumb into her pussy, and his fingers teased her clit while he alternated driving his tongue and his thumb into her.

Valerie assumed he was getting her asshole ready for him to fuck it, and she found herself looking forward to it. Even though Tom was terribly rough on her when he fucked her ass, she still mostly enjoyed it. Despite the pain, she loved the helpless feeling when she was on her knees and her ass was forced open by his hard cock. Her little bottom was terribly sensitive. Truth be told, she loved the sensation...and maybe even the pain, a little bit.

"That's enough!" she finally gasped back at him, "I'm ready now!"

He just buried his tongue in her backside and began wriggling his thumb around in her pussy. She cried out into the carpet as her hips bucked in orgasm. Her legs and buttocks trembled afterward. She looked over her shoulder at her son again as he rose to his feet behind her.

She was confused when he held out his hand to help her up from the floor.

"I thought you were going to fuck me?" she half-asked, half-stated. "I'm ready for you to take my ass, now."