Larry felt dizzy and lightheaded as he and his mother tromped down the beach, stopping every few steps to kiss long and deeply. He couldn't believe just how exciting it was to have his mother deeply French him with every kiss. She kissed him deeply and passionately, thrusting herself against him as he held her tightly pressed against his body. It would take them all afternoon to make it to the spot where he and Laura had found the trees, he deliriously thought, if they kept up kissing every few steps. But at last they stumbled onto it.

They hadn't spoken since they left the campsite. The interaction between them had consisted of the deep, probing kisses and frantic groping and fondling.

Stepping into the clearing, Larry quickly threw the blanket out, spreading it down onto the soft grass. The moment the blanket was spread, his mother was on him, clawing at his trunks as she abruptly jerked them down his legs and freed his big, hard cock.

"Ohhhhhh," she groaned as she stared at his big, jutting cock and struggled with the catch of her bikini top.

Then as Larry watched with feverish anticipation, she jerked her top off and dropped down onto her back. He watched her small, soft breasts jiggle as she shoved her bikini bottom down her shapely legs and tossed it aside.

Larry still couldn't believe it was happening. And even more astounding was his mother's passion as she threw her legs apart and threw up her hands inviting him down to her. Frantically dropping to his knees between her outstretched legs, he leaned down over her. Her hands shot to his stiff, jutting cock and roughly clutched it, forcing it down and aiming it at the wet, glistening hole between her legs.

The slippery, roundness of his big, hard dick-head slowly parted the thick, meaty lips that guarded the sanctity of his mother's cunt. Their fate was now sealed as he forced his purple-headed monster down into the slippery heat of the sucking hole between his mother's gorgeous, long legs. He could feel the tight, clutching meat of the gash collapsing down around his prick as his cock slithered deeper and deeper into the very core of her womanhood. He was growing into manhood inch by glorious inch as he pushed his cock into the boiling vat.

Recreating the sacred rite that had brought him into the world, he savored the moment as he sent his aching hardness down, down, down into the chasm of his mother's cunt. He could feel the tight churning squeeze of her pussy on his evil demon as it neared the end of its journey down into the fiery pit.

Now the pilgrimage to the shrine of her motherhood was complete, he perversely thought. Their bellies gently ground together as his belly gently nudged up against the soft, smoothness of her belly. They were one again, he groveled, as the clenching ring of muscles encircling the opening of her pussy tightened down around the almost hairless base of his cock.

They were no longer mother and son, they were now one body joined together and locked together by incestuous love. They were man and woman now. Man and woman making love. Making love in a way that was so different and wicked from the other love they had shared for so many years. Sick, depraved, wicked, incestuous love. Joining in a love so evil and twisted, its fires could scar them both for life.

But for this one glorious moment, he would gladly suffer eternity in hell. Wallowing in the depraved wickedness, he slowly backed his big, juice-drenched weapon out of the clutching channel of his mother's drooling love-wound. It seemed to take forever to ease the bloated shaft back until only the bulbous head of his dick remained inside her love-tunnel. Then he once again slowly pushed the monster back down inside her waiting wetness. Using all of his will power, he inched it back into the sopping channel of her cunt until he was once again buried all the way up to the hilt in the hot, sucking hole.

"Oh, Baby," his mother gushed, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding onto him tightly. "Fuck me, Baby. Fuck me like a man." ......(cont)