It must have been three o’clock in the morning, when Kevin awoke suddenly. He had been having one of those dreams about his mother again. Then, he heard a little moan and felt his mother’s buttocks pressing back at him. As usual, his penis was stiff between them. “Mom, are you awake?” he whispered. Then he felt her head moving affirmatively up and down. He was shocked when she brought his hand to her naked breast. In reflex, he squeezed and his mother sighed and pressed back into his groin. “Oh God,” he moaned and responded by bringing his lips to her neck and kissing her gently.
Kathy was shaking now. She could no longer deny her feelings and had resigned herself to the reality that they were never going to make it out of here alive. She lifted her leg and reached behind her and found Kevin’s penis. She brought it down until the head was touching her sopping hole.
Kevin did the rest. He pushed forward and moaned as his shaft slid easily into her sticky vagina. He heard his mother moan and felt her push her hips back to meet him.
They struggled to remain quiet but little whimpers and grunts escaped their lips.
Kevin began to move slowly again. However, as his excitement increased, he began to ram into his mother with piston like strokes. He felt the juice from his previous climaxes squirting out of her hole and soaking his groin again. The feeling added to his excitement. His free hand gripped his mother’s hip and gave him leverage to move rapidly in and out.
“Oh God Kevin fall me hard,” Kathy whispered. “Oh yes, oh yes, I’m cummmmiiiinnnngggg!!!” she moaned.
Kevin held his mother as she shook with her climax. His own hips kept moving in and out. After two climaxes, Kevin could go on for a long time. However, he was surprised to feel his mother push him backward until his penis slipped out of her hole.
“fall my ass,” Kathy whispered, her words muffled in the pillow.
“fall my ass,” Kathy said louder.
Suddenly, Kevin thought he was going to climax right there. “Really?”
“Please Kevin, fall my ass.”
Kevin was shaking with excitement now. However, before he could reach for his penis, his mother had it in her hand. He felt her move it between her cheeks until the head was touching her little back hole. Kevin was breathing very hard.
Kathy fitted his penis to the little star then pushed back as she pulled Kevin’s penis forward. She moaned as she felt the large head slip inside. “Slowly,” she whispered as she pushed backward and felt Kevin move forward. “Oh Jesus,” she moaned as he slid about halfway into her ass.
This was beyond Kevin’s wildest imagination. He couldn’t believe he was actually inside his mother’s ass. It must be a dream, he thought. If it was, he never wanted to wake up.
It was tight and warm inside his mother’s hole. The muscles almost sucked him into her body. He could feel her anal canal quivering and the walls rippling up and down his shaft. Slowly, with tentative strokes, he began to move back and forth. Each time, he would go deeper until finally he was buried to his balls.
Both of them froze. The sensation of Kevin’s long penis deep inside her ass made Kathy gasp with pleasure. She intentionally squeezed her sphincter muscle and she heard Kevin moan.
Kevin could hardly get his breath. He had never felt anything so incredible in his young life. It felt like his penis was inside a long vacuum tube, pulling on him and making his penis grow even larger.
“fall me,” Kathy whispered.
Kevin did. He pulled his penis almost all the way out and then slid it back in hard. He did that several times, allowing his mother’s tight hole to relax and get used to him. However, soon he was pounding into her like a mad man. The bed springs squeaked and the metal frame banged against the wall. Neither of them thought about the noise they were making. Both of them were grunting and groaning as Kevin’s pounding went on and on.
Kathy had never felt anything like it either. Quentin had always been so rough, never letting her get used to him before he was screwing her like crazy. But her dear Kevin had taken the time to let her adjust and let her ass stretch to accommodate him. That made all the difference in the world. Now each of Kathy’s climaxes blended with the other until it felt like one continuous climax.
“Oh yes Mom, I’m going to cum. Can I cum in your ass? Please let me cum in your ass!” Kevin pleaded.
“Yes baby, yes, fill my ass with your sweet cum!”
Kevin screamed and his penis lurched, pouring his third load of the night deep into her ass.
Kathy moaned as she felt his scalding juice coat the walls of her ass. She could actually feel it. She never felt Quentin’s; maybe because she was in pain when he did it.
Kevin and Kathy had barely finished their climaxes when they heard commotion outside the door. Suddenly, the door flew open and two of the captors rushed in. “Come on, let’s get this over with.” They seemed to be in a panic as they unshackled Kevin and his mother and pulled them roughly from the bed.
“What’s going on?” Kevin said.
“Shut up!” Leroy said and pointed the gun at his head.
Kevin could see the wild look in his eyes. He knew that they were about to die. Something must have gone wrong. He knew that it was now or never. With lightning swiftness, he struck out with his trained fist, catching Leroy in the throat. The gun flew out of his hand and he went to his knees, grasping his throat. The other captor turned in time to catch the palm of Kevin’s hand in his nose forcing him over backward. When Kevin saw the door opening with Billy rushing in, he kicked it, slamming it into his face and knocking him cold.
“Let’s get out of here Mom,” Kevin screamed, grabbing his mother’s hand. Suddenly, Leroy stood up and lunged at Kevin with a knife he had produced from his pants leg. Kevin turned in time to put his arm up and block the blow but the knife opened a gash in his forearm. Kevin spun around and caught Leroy in the side of the head with his foot, knocking him against the wall and out cold.
Kevin pulled his shocked mother out of the room, blood pouring from his cut. “Wait here,” he said and went back into the room. He searched Billy’s pocket and found the car keys. Then he stripped off the unconscious man’s shirt and started to rush back to his mother. Suddenly, he stood and kicked Billy violently in the stomach. He heard ribs crack. “That’s for my mother,” he sneered. When he turned to leave, he saw his mother’s panties on the floor and he picked them up, running back into the kitchen to his mother.
He saw that her eyes were wide with fright. She stood frozen. “Here,” he said, “put these on.” He held the shirt and panties out to her and then grabbed her arm, taking her outside.
Kathy stopped on the porch and put the large, long sleeved shirt on, covering her naked body. Then she stepped into her panties. When she turned to Kevin, she gasped. “Kevin, your arm!” She saw his blood pouring to the ground.
“Shit,” he muttered, looking back at the door, thinking about going back in to get something to stop the bleeding. “Come on, don’t worry about me,” he said as they rushed toward the kidnappers’ car.
“Wait,” Kathy said and stopped to pull her panties off. She found a stick on the ground and wrapped her panties around his upper arm, then twisted the stick in a leg hole until the bleeding stopped.
Kevin jumped naked into the car and started the engine, squealing the wheels as they sped down the driveway. His mother held the tourniquet tightly as he drove.
“Do you know where we are?” Kathy asked.
“Yea, this is the old Miller’s place. It’s been abandoned for years. We used to have beer parties out here a few years ago.” Then he realized that he was telling his mother that he had been drinking a “few” years ago and looked at her and shrugged his shoulders.
“You’re grounded you know,” Kathy said with a relieved smile.
Kevin smiled back as he pushed the car down the road at eighty miles an hour.
Kathy contacted the FBI as soon as they reached the hospital. They sent several agents over immediately to interview her and Kevin and dispatched a team to the house where they had been held captive. The nurses got two pair of blue surgeon’s pants and tops for Kevin and his mother to wear. While Kevin was being stitched up, Kathy told the FBI the story or what she knew of it. They told her that the ransom delivery was in progress and they would let her know when it was over. Then they left a female agent to wait with Kathy.
A short while later, several agents entered the hospital and found Kathy. “Are you Mrs. Katherine Randolph?” the agent asked.
“I’m Agent Wilson. I have some bad news for you,” he said and paused with a sad look on his face.
“What’s wrong,” Kathy said, her voice quivering.
“I’m sorry Mrs. Randolph, but your husband was killed tonight.”
“Oh my God! Oh my God!” she cried. “What happened?” Tears began to pour from her eyes as she held her hands to her face.
“Well, the best we know right now is that he was somehow involved in your abduction. It looks like his partners were going to double cross him. We got them all though. One of them has been talking. You and your son are very lucky. They were going to kill both of you tonight.
“Oh Godddd!” Kathy sobbed. The female agent put her arm around her and let her cry on her shoulder.
“I don’t know what your son did but we found three guys battered and bruised at the house. One of them is in critical condition.”
Kevin came out of the treatment room and saw his mother crying. “What’s wrong Mom?”
“Quentin’s dead! He… he was… involved with our kidnapping!”
“I knew it!” Kevin said. Then he looked at his mother’s tear streaked face. He hugged her and said, “I’m sorry Mom. I know it’s been hard on you. None of this is your fault.”
“Mrs. Randolph,” a nurse said, “could you please follow me.”
“What?” Kathy said.
“The doctor wants to examine you.”
“Come on Mrs. Randolph,” the female agent said, “I’ll go with you.”
Kevin talked to the agents while his mother was gone and gave them his statement.
Inside the examining room, the doctor checked Kathy over. When he put her on the table, he saw the state of her vagina and said, “You were raped.” It was a statement not a question.
The female agent standing beside her squeezed her hand in sympathy.
When the doctor had taken the samples he needed, he told her to get dressed. “Mrs. Randolph, I’ll call our rape counseling staff.”
“No… no… that won’t be necessary. I’ll be fine.”
“Go ahead and let him call them,” the agent said.
“No, I’m fine, really.”
The doctor looked at her and shook his head. “All right if you insist but I think you should see them. They’re available anytime you need them. Just give me a call,” the doctor said, patting her shoulder before he left.
Kevin and his mother rode home in silence. There was so much their minds that it was impossible to sort out and they were emotionally drained.