“Mom, you’re going to… ahhh, Mom!” Robbie, she knew, wanted to pull his cock out of her mouth because he was about to come. He didn’t know she wanted it, wanted to taste his sweet, hot come juice gush down her throat. But even if he wanted to jerk his cock out, the urge to push deeper was the stronger of the urges.
With a cry, his cock exploded in her mouth. Karen gave a muffled sob of ecstasy, gulping the squirting come juice down hungrily. It burned into her throat, the taste sending an orgasm to her cunt, making her ass bunch tightly. She swallowed each gush of his come juice, moaning with rapture, her tongue swirling, throat working.
She drained his balls, and continued to hold his cock in her mouth as it softened, then she licked his piss hole slowly, drawing her lips up, stretching his cock.
“Oh, Mom, that was so good!”
She dropped his cock put of her mouth and smiled at him, petting his cock tenderly. Her lips were slightly bruised, feeling good.
“Now are you ashamed?” she asked.
“Because you sucked my cock off, Mom!”
“Because I’m not what you call a nice girl, a nice mother,” she said. “Now you know you have a cocksucker for a mother.”
“Yeah!” he grinned, twisting her nipple. “Want to get fucked again?”
“Are you up to it?” she challenged.
“Watch me!”
She pulled him out of the chair, and taking his cock in her hand, pulled him to her bedroom, not caring that it was her husband’s bed, his father’s bed.
CHAPTER THREE
Robbie left her bed just in time.
Hal came home around midnight, and she had just shooed her son out of her room only five minutes earlier.
She worried that her husband would notice the mussed sheets, smell the scent of hot cunt and wild fucking that lingered in the room, but all he did was undress, take his usual shower, and climb into bed with her. He did not seem at all surprised that she was naked. He wrapped his arms around her, puffing her back against his stomach, his fingers curling around her tit, his usual hold on her when he went to sleep.
Karen snuggled her naked ass to his body, feeling his cock against her ass, but that was all it would touch.
Within moments, he was sound asleep.
Karen felt no remorse, not even shame. She felt great.
The following morning, Karen prepared breakfast for her family, still feeling good. Hal came in, looking as tired as he had when he had come home in the middle of the night. He sat at the table, drinking coffee and turning to the newspaper without speaking. Karen felt her anger swell against her husband. The least he could do was say good morning.
She gave her son a happy smile as he came in, sitting down next to his father, giving him a sheepish look. As she was putting breakfast on the table, Judy came in rubbing her eyes, still wearing her gown. It had caught in the waist of her panties, and she was exposed. Karen said nothing, but grinned when she caught her son looking at his sister.
“Hi, Daddy,” Judy said, happy to see her father there.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” Hal said, then noticed that her panties showed. “Pull your gown down, baby.”
Judy did, sitting on the opposite side of her brother. Robbie grinned at his sister, who stuck her tongue out at him.
Still in her robe, Karen sat across from her husband, and they ate in silence. When Hal finished, he scooted his chair back, stood up and came to kiss Karen’s cheek. She wanted his mouth on hers, not her cheek, but she said nothing. Hal kissed his daughter, and with a wave to his son, left for work.
“Daddy works so hard,” Judy complained. “And we never get to see him anymore.”
“I know, honey,” Karen said. “But it’s time to get ready for school.”
“Pooh on school,” Judy pouted, but left to get ready.
“Mom, what would you say if I decided to stay home today?” Robbie said.
Karen flashed a wicked grin at him, puffing her robe open to let him see her tits. “I’d say that would be fine with me,” she purred. “Quick, before your sister comes back, suck my tits a little.”
Robbie eagerly leaned toward her, swishing his tongue over his mother’s stiff nipples. Karen grabbed the back of her son’s head and crushed her tit into his mouth, mewling softly, her hand sliding into his lap, feeling his cock inside his pants.
“Ahhh, I want this, darling!”
Robbie lifted his mouth. “What’s taking Judy so long to get dressed? If she don’t leave soon, I’m going to fuck right on this table, Mom!”
“I’d love it,” she gurgled, squeezing his cock inside his pants. “By the way, I saw that gleam in your eye when your sister came in with her gown up. Don’t get any ideas about her, baby. I’m all you can handle.”
“Don’t be too sure, Mom,” he grinned.
“I’m not,” she said, kissing him quickly as she covered her tits when she heard her daughter’s footsteps coming back. “I wouldn’t put it past you to try and fuck Judy, especially now.”
Judy was dressed in a becoming skirt and blouse, her honey-blonde hair feathered back from her exquisite face. She wore knee socks and sneakers.
“I gotta go, Mommy,” she said. “Robbie, aren’t you gonna be late?”
“I’ve got a headache,” he said to her.
“Sure you do,” Judy pouted. “More like a test.”
Judy kissed her mother’s cheek, and for some reason, Karen patted her daughter’s tight little ass fondly, then gave it a gentle squeeze. Judy looked at her mother, puzzled, but said nothing.
She lifted her hand to wave at her brother, but then flipped her middle finger at him, and laughing happily, ran off to school.
“Did you see what she done?” Karen asked. “Your sister gave you the finger. What has gotten into that girl? She’s starting to get out of hand.”
“Aw, Judy is just growing up, Mom.”
“Maybe so,” Karen said, getting to her feet. She let her robe fall from her shoulders. “Did you say something about fucking me on the table, Robbie?”
Grinning widely, he stood and opened his pants, pushing them down and taking them off his feet. His cock began to jut out as she looked him up and down. Then she pushed plates out of the way and sat on the table with her long legs spread wide apart, leaning back so her son could look right at her hairy cunt.
“Fuck it, Robbie!” she whimpered as her son stepped to her. “Fuck mother’s hot cunt hard and fast! I want it real hard right now!”
Robbie moved between her thighs and rammed the head of his cock into his mother’s cunt swiftly, taking her breath away.
“Ohhhh, God, yes!” she wailed, leaning back, opening her legs as wide as they would go. “Fuck it, fuck it! Hard, Robbie… Fuck me as hard as you can!”
Robbie closed his hands over his mother’s naked tits and began to pound his cock in and out of her pussy, fucking rapidly. Karen cried out with the deep penetration of her son’s cock. She lifted her long legs, wrapping them around his hunching ass. Wet sounds came from their crotch as his cock rammed and plunged.
“Ahhhhh, I can feel your balls on my ass, Robbie!” she sobbed. “I can feel your hot balls slap at my ass! Ooooh, fuck me! Fuck mother in that hot, wet cunt! I love that hard cock in my cunt, fucking!”
“Take it, Mom!” he panted, ramming hard. “Take my cock up your fucking wet cunt! I’m going to fuck your hot ass off, Mom!”
Squeezing her tits, twisting them, he drove his young cock vigorously into his mother’s gripping cunt. Karen cried out with sweet ecstasy, kicking her heels against his ass. The harder he squeezed her tits, the better she liked it, the hotter her cunt became. She was so wet that her juices flowed from her stretched cunt to the cheeks of her ass, drenching her son’s balls and making her asshole burn and pucker.
“Fuck my hot ass!” she screamed. “Fuck mother’s hot, hot ass! Fuck my ass off! Fuck me raw… fuck my cunt raw! God, I want that cock so fucking deep in my twat, my snatch, my pussy, my cunt! I want
it so deep that I can taste it in my mouth!”
Dropping his hands from her tits, he clutched his mother’s twisting hips, jerking her onto his cock as he stabbed into her. They were panting heavily now, and Karen was almost crying with the intensity of her son’s cock banging rapidly into her cunt. She began to shake as her cunt swelled around his cock, an orgasm growing like liquid fire in the pit of her stomach.
“Make me come!” she shrieked. “Make mother’s hot cunt come, darling!”
With her heels locked around her son’s churning ass, Karen fell back on the table, her hips thrashing up and down, her cunt grinding frantically on Robbie’s cock. She grabbed her tits and smashed them, squeezing brutally. Her ass pounded wildly, and her clinging cunt slid back and forth on his raging hard-on. With his mother on her back across the table, Robbie clutched her dancing hips, but they bucked in such a frenzy that his hands kept sliding off.
Twisting and humping, Karen shrieked her ecstasy, her head twisting as wildly as her ass. Her thighs held his body like a steel claw, every part of him showing the intense strain.
“Ahhhhh!” Karen wailed, and smashed her cunt as hard as she could against him, her lower body jerking spasmodically. She screeched again.
Her cunt exploded around her son’s cock, squeezing harder than it had before. The hot contractions threatened to blister Robbie’s cock, but he pounded in and out with frenzy, his balls swollen tightly. Lifting his head, eyes closed, his breath roared out, and his cock gushed powerfully, sending scalding squirts of creamy come juice into his mother’s gobbling cunt.
“Squirt it in me!” Karen cried loudly. “Ahhh, God, come in mother’s hot cunt! Fill mother’s hot cunt full of that sweet juice! Drown mother’s cunt with your hot, sweet, come juice!”
They strained together for a long time, desperate to drag the wonderful sensations out, her hips slowing in motion, but still twisting as his cock softened inside her cunt. When her hips dropped, Robbie’s cock came out of his mother’s cunt with a soft, wet, sucking sound, and he slumped into a chair. Karen lay across the table, panting, long legs dangling, her cunt gently pulsating. Come juice seeped from the pink, now swollen, slit, running slowly over the shivering cheeks of her smooth ass. The soft hairs of her cunt were matted around the lips.
“My God,” Karen breathed as she sat up, weak. “That was the best yet, darling.”
Robbie grinned up at her, still slumped in the chair, his legs wide and his cock coated with his mother’s pussy juices. She slid off the table, kneeling in front of him, leaning her face down. She ran her tongue along his cock, tasting her pussy on it. Sticking her tongue beneath his balls, she bounced them tenderly, looking up at his face. With a soft mewl, she closed her mouth around his cock and balls, taking them inside to suck gently, knowing they were sensitive now. She let his balls out of her mouth, turned her face and sucked at the flesh on his inner thigh.
“How’s your headache now?” she teased, standing up.
Robbie laughed, pointing at the tip of his cock. “That was the headache, Mom, but you took care of it. Should I go onto school now?”
“Why? You’d only be late, and we can have the whole day to ourselves.” She ran her hand through his hair. “I’m going to bathe. Why don’t you rest until I finish.”
“Maybe I’ll shower.”
“Please don’t,” she murmured. “I love the smell of your crotch when you’re sweaty.”
She hummed happily as she bathed, the hot water soothing her swollen cunt. She hoped her son could keep up with her, fucking her all day until she was exhausted. It had been years since she had fucked herself into exhaustion with her husband. It would be very nice to do it again, this time with her son.
When she finished, she returned to her son, naked, her skin glowing pinkly, her cunt soothed, but still fiery with need. Robbie was sprawled on his back in the middle of the floor, reading his father’s newspaper, his legs parted. She stood and looked between his thighs at his cock and balls. A tremor of insatiable hunger burned through her, a hunger that was growing more and more.
Lowering to her knees, she pushed her face between his thighs and into his crotch. Robbie threw the paper away, watching her. Karen, with her knees drawn up, jutted her sweet, shapely ass in the air, nuzzling her face into his crotch, smelling his scent, his balls feeling so wonderful in her face. She licked around the insides of his thighs, around his balls and over his cock. Her eyes showed fire as her mouth and tongue caressed his crotch. Robbie spread his legs wide. Pushing her tongue beneath his balls, Karen whimpered in pleasure as she tasted them.
“You’re so sweet here,” she moaned. “I love to lick your balls, baby. They’re so soft now, loose.” She drew in a deep breath. “Mmmmmm, you smell so exciting… with mother’s cunt smell on you. Here… lift your knees up.”
Robbie bent his knees, and she pushed them back, causing his ass to raise off the floor. She gazed at him, hardly breathing. His ass spread open and his asshole crinkled before her eyes. She moaned in passion as she gazed at him.
Then, with a soft cry, Karen pushed her face into her son’s ass, kissing the edges of his asshole, the insides of the ass cheeks. Her tongue darted, licking his flesh as her lips kissed. She mewled and strained her face between the cheeks of his ass as tight as she could, her own uplifted ass swaying.
Making soft sounds of pleasure, Karen lapped at her son’s ass with a feverish pleasure, her tongue swirling against the tightness of his asshole, around his balls, along the shaft of his cock, which was starting to stiffen up again. Her tongue probed at his asshole, pushing and trying to penetrate. Her hands pulled at his hips as her mouth sucked the crinkle of his asshole.
“Mom, you’re sucking my asshole!” Robbie gasped.
“I know,” she said, lifting her face to look at him past his cock and balls. “I know I’m sucking your asshole, baby. What’s the matter, don’t you like it?”
“Ahhhh, yes!”
“Wiggle your ass in my face, Robbie,” she purred, pressing her mouth against his asshole again, licking wetly at the pucker.
Robbie twisted his ass, his mother’s hot, wet tongue making his asshole crinkle, his balls writhe. He grabbed his cock and began to jerk on it, unable to keep his hands off. Karen watched his fist above his balls as she licked his asshole, her eyes smoldering with erotic pleasure. Her cunt had become wet again, the hot juices smearing the insides of her long thighs, her clit throbbing with tingling hardness.
“Robbie,” she whispered throatily. “Will you eat mother’s cunt?”
“I’ll eat anything, Mom,” he moaned in passion. “I’ll eat your cunt good! I’ll suck your wet pussy, lick it… stick my tongue up in you!”
“Oooooh, baby!” she sobbed and twisted about, her ass toward his head. She spread her knees above her son’s head, her face hovering over his cock. She arched her ass, pushing her cunt outward above his face. “Can you see mother’s cunt good this way?”
“Ahhhh, yes, Mom!”
Robbie stared up at his mother’s cunt. He ran his hands up her thighs and over her satiny ass, cupping the cheeks. He spread them wider, and watched with fiery eyes as her cunt pulsated, her asshole puckering. He pushed his fingers to the hairy edges of her slit, and parted it. Opening his mother’s cunt up, he swallowed with anticipation to taste it, to push his tongue into the wet heat and fuck her that way.
Karen loved the way her son was looking up at her cunt. One of her hands was stroking his cock, the other under his ass, holding the ass cheek. Her tongue swirled about the smooth head of his cock, her lips kissing hotly at his piss hole. She waggled her ass suggestively at his face, and when she felt her son push his mouth over her cunt, she gasped softly, squirming in his face. She lowered her face, sinking her lips over his cock. With his cock in her mouth, she fondled his balls, twisting her pussy around, rubbing it at her son’s face.
Robbie buried his face in the juicy heat of his mother’s crotch, finding the soft wetness delightful. He held her
twisting ass with both hands, but not so tight she couldn’t wiggle. He opened his mouth wide, spreading his lips around his mother’s hairy cunt, sucking the juices from it. His nose pressed at her tight, crinkling asshole, and his breath excited his mother.
Pulling her mouth off his cock, she cried out, “Ohhhh, suck it, baby! Suck mother’s cunt! Lap mother’s pussy… suck my cunt, Robbie!”
Robbie ran his tongue hungrily up and down the fiery slit of her cunt, tasting pussy juices eagerly. He probed his tongue around her swollen clit, swirling hotly. Karen smashed her cunt down, pressing hard at his mouth, swallowing his cock again. She clutched her son’s ass with both hands now, her fingers squeezing as her mouth jerked up and down. Her lips were very tight, hot and wet. She ran her mouth from the smooth head to the base, moaning in rapture when her son thrust his tongue into her cunt, stabbing in and out. She smeared his face, rubbing back and forth on it. He caressed her trembling ass, her thighs, and began to pump his cock up and down, fucking into his mother’s willing mouth.
Dancing her hot ass about, pumping her cunt into his face, Karen sucked her son’s cock with low moans of ecstasy, licking it often as she lifted her mouth to swirl her tongue about his balls. Smashing her lips hard at the base, she could feel the head of his cock, trying to push into her throat, but it was not long enough. Spreading her knees wide, her crotch open, she stained her cunt to his mouth, feeling his tongue slide in and out. Her pussy flexed and squeezed his tongue as it did his cock.
Robbie stretched his mother’s cunt as open as he could, pushing his tongue deep, wiggling it against the sensitive tissues, her clit crushed by his bottom lip, his upper lip touching his mother’s asshole. It was her son’s mouth and tongue sucking her cunt, and the sheer perversity of it created a mindless lust in her.
Gasping huskily, she rammed her mouth up and down his cock, fucking him with it, her lips sliding wetly, burning. Her nipples rubbed at his stomach, and she smashed them onto him, her hands gripping his tightening ass, lifting him to take his cock as deep as possible into her mouth. Her naked ass began to whip about, slam up and down. Her cunt made wet sounds, too, wet sucking sounds. She began to squeal around his cock when she felt it throb with a greater hardness. She drew upward on the shaft of his cock hard, holding the head between her lips, sucking bubbling juices out of it, her tongue scraping his piss hole, her throat swallowing.
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