With Susan’s mouth on her cunt, Mary began to suck and lick and tonguefuck harder and with more vigor. She fucked her tongue deeply into Susan’s cunt, lapping it about the velvety cunt walls, soft sounds of delight bubbling from her mouth. Mary’s breathing increased, and the faster she breathed, the hotter it felt against Susan’s asshole and sensitive inner ass checks.
Susan squirmed her cunt into Mary’s face, and drew the puffy, wet cunt lips of the girl into her mouth, sucking them as her tongue fluttered about the pussy silt. As Mary arched her cunt against Susan’s face, Susan mewled and sucked the throbbing clit into her mouth. She sucked hard as her tongue fucked about the tip, making Mary twist and pump up and down, grinding her blondehaired cunt against Susan’s face. Susan plunged her tongue into Mary’s cunt, tasting the sugary delight of it. Her tongue ran deep, very deep, feeling those pussy lips close around her tongue, feeling the contractions of them.
It seemed to Susan that Mary’s tongue and lips were everywhere in her crotch… up her cunt, sucking at her distended clit, licking the inner heat of her ass, over her puckering asshole… everywhere. The more Mary sucked and licked at her pussy, the more frantic Susan became. She sucked hard at the wet lips of Mary’s cunt, her tongue eagerly, hungrily, going after those sweet cunt juices. Her tongue slipped and slid about the girl’s tasty cunt, her lips sucking. Susan swallowed often as her mouth became filled with those syrupy pussy juices, and her mind was reeling with the perverse thing she was doing. Her tongue returned time and again to thrust as deep as it would go into Mary’s tight, searingly hot cunt. And while she sucked and licked and ate, she pounded her own cunt against Mary’s hungry mouth, shaking her hips and closing her knees tightly. She clung to Mary’s bouncing ass, thrilled to feel those hot, smooth inner thighs scissoring and thrashing about her face.
The way Mary arched and twisted, grinding her boiling cunt into Susan’s face, served to inflame the older woman until she was sucking and eating the blondehaired cunt with a starving frenzy. Already, Susan was boiling with orgasms, her cunt contracting about the girl’s stabbing tongue, her stomach rippling as the series of shattering orgasms flowed through her like some wild, raging river. Loud groans came from both of them. Susan sucked frantically at Mary’s cunt, finding the contracting pussy lips and throbbing clit a pleasure to have in her mouth. She fucked her tongue in and out of the convulsing cunt of the thrashing girl beneath her face, her hands clawing at the tight ass cheeks, lifting Mary’s ass to grind her mouth harder yet into that seeping cunt.
With a final explosion, Susan smashed her pussy into Mary’s face, pulling her tongue free of the hairy cunt and arching her neck, her head high, and she wailed with mindless ecstasy.
Susan was on her stomach, spread out on the carpet, not knowing how she got there. Her skirt was still bunched at her waist, and she dug her fingers into the floor. Her legs were spread out wide, and Mary was leaning over her, running her tongue about the creamy checks of her ass, leaving wet trails all over them, then up and down the backs of her thighs, searing her flesh as it had never been seared before.
She felt relaxed, yet there was that heat between her thighs, still. She shivered, her ass rippling and quivering. “Ohhhh, Mary,” Susan whimpered. “Oh, that’s… oh, God, Mary!”
Mary said nothing. Her tongue continued to lick about the creamy, swelling checks of Susan’s ass, her hands feeling and caressing. Turning her head a bit, Susan saw the girl was on her knees at her hips, her skirt up, exposing a few inches of tantalizing thigh. Susan wanted to feel that thigh flesh, but she felt so relaxed and lazy, she didn’t want to move. She wanted to lie there, feel that sweet tongue licking her ass and thighs.
She clenched her ass cheeks when she felt Mary dragging her wet tongue up and down the crack. It was not to prevent the tongue from slipping into the crack of her ass, but on reflex, because it felt so good. She felt Mary’s hands pulling her ass cheeks apart, and then the wet heat of her tongue was lapping in a dainty way upon her puckered asshole. Mary’s tongue licked along her sensitive inner ass cheeks, circled her asshole, then licked at it again. Susan’s flesh rippled and tingled, and her ass squirmed against Mary’s face.
“Ooooooo, Mary!” Susan whimpered as she felt the tongue fucking into her asshole. “Ohhhh, Mary, Mary!”
The tongue worked in and out, fucking Susan up her ass. Susan wiggled her ass higher.
“Oh, God!” Susan wailed as that wicked tongue fucked in and out of her asshole. The difference between Mary’s tongue and her son’s was so subtle, it was indistinct to Susan. “Oooooo, Mary! Oh, God! Oh, God!”
Susan felt a hand move from an ass cheek now that she was arching up. It slipped between her thighs and began to fondle her cunt. As one finger fucked her pussy, another seemed to be pressing upon her clit. The finger and tongue plunged at the same time, and Susan wiggled with ecstasy.
“You’re going to make me come again, Mary!” Susan whimpered with a thick voice. “Ohhhhh, I’m about to come again!”
A muffled moan came from Mary, and her tongue began to race in and out of Susan’s squeezing asshole, the finger fucking deep into her cunt. The friction of being tonguefucked in her asshole and fingerfucked in her cunt was too much for Susan. Despite the number of times she had come against Mary’s mouth, Susan screamed as an intense, boiling, rumbling orgasm erupted throughout her whole body. Through the roaring in her head, Susan heard Mary gurgling with delight, and with her blurred vision, saw that Mary was finger fucking herself with a frantic motion, her knees apart, but her tongue was still fucking in and out of her asshole. A sob came from Mary, and Susan saw her body shake, under standing the girl had made herself come, too.
As the women’s orgasms began to subside, Mary pulled her tongue from Susan’s asshole. But instead of raising her face, she shoved it between Susan’s thighs and lapped all about her soaked cunt lips.
When Mary sat up on her heels, her beautiful young face smeared from Susan’s cunt, her eyes were glowing in hot delight.
“I knew you’d be this way,” Mary said, her voice still filled with passion. “I just knew you’d be so fucking hot, Susan.”
Susan was too exhausted to move. She lay on her stomach, her skirt about her waist, legs spread, her pussy still pulsating in a lovely way.
“I’ve wanted this ever since I saw you,” Mary continued in a soft voice. “From the first day I saw you, I wanted to eat you up! I’ve dreamed about your cunt, your ass, Susan. I was hoping — oh, how I was hoping you’d see me on the patio, and want me as much as I’ve wanted you.”
“But, I don’t understand, Mary,” Susan said in a lazy voice. “That man and my son. He saw you before I did. Weren’t you worried about Bobby? He’s so young, you know.”
Mary laughed, a low, throaty sound. “Worried about Bobby? Oh, no, Susan. I knew he was looking down at me, and I enjoyed it. It would make me so hot and I knew he loved seeing me. I bet his little cock would get hard. I hoped he would come, just watching me.”
“He did,” Susan replied, smiling as she remembered that first time when they had watched Mary together. “He did come, all over the place.”
“With your help,” Mary laughed. “Oh, I saw both of you looking at me, remember. I knew then you were fucking Bobby. Or least playing with his cock.”
When Susan looked into Mary’s face, she saw those blue eyes gleaming hotly.
“I did jack him off,” Susan admitted.
“You haven’t fucked him?”
For a moment Susan didn’t answer, then she slowly nodded her head. “I guess it doesn’t matter if you know, Mary.”
“You’re right, it doesn’t matter,” Mary laughed, again in that throaty way. “I think it’s beautiful, fucking your son. He’s such a handsome young boy.”
“Was that man on the patio your boyfriend?” Susan asked.
“Oh, no, not him. I don’t have a boyfriend, not really,” Mary replied. “But I couldn’t seem to get you interested by just being naked an
d playing with myself. I let that guy pick me up on the condition he fuck me on the patio. He thought I was kinky, but he went along with it. I thought if you saw me fucking, it would turn you on and then we could do this.”
“It turned me on,” Susan said. “But I had no idea you were trying to attract my attention. I thought it was my son you wanted. What turned me on was seeing you on the stairs a while ago, looking up between your legs.”
“I had to do something, Susan,” Mary said, caressing the rounded smoothness of Susan’s ass. “I was getting desperate for you. So, I took a chance. I didn’t really lock myself out of my apartment.”
“I didn’t think so,” Susan laughed. “I knew the manager was home because I waved to him as I passed his office window outside.”
“People sure play a lot of games, don’t they?” Mary laughed.
She squeezed Susan’s naked ass. “I’ve got get out of here, I guess. I’d love to spend the rest of the evening and all night long with you, but I’ve got to go, I suppose.”
“Why, Mary?”
“Bobby, remember?” Mary slapped Susan’s ass playfully. “You wouldn’t want him to come in and see us, would you? Maybe we can be together tomorrow. Please, Susan, let’s not let this be the only time. I want you too much.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
After Mary left, Susan remained on the floor, her dress up past her hips, her thighs still parted. Her panties lay discarded on the couch.
She should have told Mary how much her son, Bobby, wanted to fuck her. Susan was certain Mary would let him fuck her, she was such a hot piece. And she knew, from seeing her with the man, that she fucked with men, too. Maybe Mary preferred to lick a cunt, but she did fuck, and that would delight Bobby. If Mary would let him fuck her.
From what Mary had told her about hoping she had caused the boy to come off looking at her, surely Mary would fuck Bobby.
Susan was so tired from the multiple orgasms, she was drifting off to sleep on the floor, her mind floating with pleasant thoughts. She heard the door open, but was so relaxed, she didn’t open her eyes.
Bobby stepped into the room, saw his mother lying on the floor, her feet toward him. He stood there and looked at her, thinking he had never seen her looking so erotic before. He could see her bushy cunt, the swell of her ass, the insides of her creamy thighs. He moved quietly, thinking she was asleep. He sat on the floor next to her hips, looking at her ass cheeks, her thighs.
Susan heard the slight rustle of clothing, and somehow thought it was Mary, returning to become involved again. She wiggled her ass.
“Mmmmm, touch me again, Mary,” she murmured.
Bobby glanced at his mother’s face, then leaned over and looked between her thighs. Susan stretched her legs wider, lifting her ass up and twisting slowly.
“I’m not Mary, Mom,” he said.
Susan opened her eyes and saw her son. She grinned widely at him.
“Then you touch my ass, honey. You touch my ass and cunt and legs and all over.”
She sighed as her son began to caress her thighs and naked ass. She slipped a hand between his legs and found his cock. She rubbed his prick with her palm, feeling it grow into that sweet, beautiful hardness.
Susan drew her knees underneath her body, causing her ass to thrust into the air. “Mmmm, baby, fuck me,” Susan moaned. “I want your cock up my cunt so much, darling. Fuck mother, please.”
Bobby leaned close to his mother’s naked, creamy ass. He stared at her hairlined cunt, seeing it wet and throbbing, her asshole winking in invitation.
“Take your pants off and fuck mother, Bobby,” Susan crooned, waving her uptilted ass erotically. “I need your cock so badly, baby. I need a hard cock up my cunt now… right now, honey.”
Bobby didn’t know what had gotten his mother so hot so quickly, but it didn’t matter. He stood up and took his pants off, his cock springing free. He dropped to his knees behind his mother’s upraised ass, and Susan reached between her thighs to grasp his cock. She rubbed the swollen cock head up and down her pulsating cunt, cooing softly with the contact.
Bobby looked down as his mother fitted the smooth head of his cock into her hairy cunt. He gazed with hot eyes as she moved her ass backwards, sliding her hot, wet cunt lips over his prick slowly. Susan mewled with pleasure as she felt her cunt stretching around her son’s throbbing cock, so unlike a tongue… Mary’s tongue.
Bobby’s cock filled her cunt the way she wanted it filled, stretching her pussy and stuffing it in that delicious way. She sighed softly as the stretching, hairy lips of her cunt pressed against the base of her son’s cock, and she was gurgling with the ecstatic feel of his fucker so deep inside her burning, slippery cunt. She moved her ass, fucking her son as he stood still. He looked down, past the split of her ass cheeks, seeing those tight lips of his mother’s cunt fucking back and forth on his hard prick.
He rested his hands on his mother’s ass, caressing the flesh as she moved back and forth, her back swayed and her ass high, her cunt pooching from her thighs. It seemed to Bobby that his mother’s cunt was tighter, hotter, wetter than before.
He tried to sit on his heels, to let his mother bang her ass onto his cock. He could go back only so far, but he held himself in that awkward position because now he could see her cunt fucking on his cock very well. He saw her asshole clenching as she fucked back and forth, and he rubbed it with a fingertip, bringing mewls of delight from his mother.
“Up my ass,” Susan moaned. “Finger my asshole, darling. Fingerfuck my ass while I’ve got your cock up my cunt!”
Bobby shoved his finger, and it entered his mother’s steaming asshole easily. But he didn’t fingerfuck her; he let her swing her ass back and forth, watching her fuck on his cock and finger at the same time.
Susan mewled softly, feeling intensely erotic, this position making her cunt and asshole free to her son, so vulnerable for anything he wanted of her. Susan was gripping his balls between her thighs, squeezing and twisting them as she fucked her gripping cunt back and forth on his cock. She had come so strongly, she was sure it would be impossible to come again. The feel of his cock inside her cunt was what she wanted at this time, not necessarily to come. Yet she felt an orgasm bubbling inside her pussy, and as it grew, she began to fuck back and forth even faster, gurgling softly with ecstasy.
“Ooooo, fuck it, darling!” she whispered. “Fuck that hot cunt, Bobby! Oh, sweetheart, fuck mother’s hot cunt! I love it… love your hard cock up my pussy!”
Bobby lifted upright until he was on his knees again, dragging his finger from his mother’s gripping asshole. He grasped her hips and began to plunge his prick violently into her pussy, fucking her furiously. Susan kept her grip on his balls, urging him on, wanting him to bruise her tender cunt lips.
“Fuck… fuck,” he groaned as his come-load threatened to explode. “Fuck… fuck!”
“Yes, oh yes! Fuck!” Susan groaned.
Bobby felt his mother’s cunt contract about his prick, and he slammed hard and deep, his cock squirting come juice into her pussy. Susan yelped as her own orgasm burst, tossing her uplifted ass about frantically, clawing at her son’s balls with one hand and the carpet with the other.
She was surprised to find, now that his orgasm was over, that she felt more rested than when her son came home. With his come juice seeping from the hairy lips of her cunt, she sat up and leaned against the cushions of the couch, drawing one knee to her tit, hugging it there.
“You’re going to fuck Mary,” she said, her voice soft and whispery.
“I am?” Bobby said. “Are you sure of that, Mom? Maybe she doesn’t want anything to do with a kid like me. She’s got that man with his big cock, you know.”
“Your cock is perfect,” she said. “And I’m sure. You’re going to fuck her hot little pussy. Don’t worry.”
She told her son of being with Mary, how she found her on the stairs, what they had done just before he came home.
“That’s why you were in t
he floor with your skirt over your head, huh, Mom?” he laughed. “That was what made you so hot, huh?”
Susan nodded, smiling at him with her chin resting on her knee. Bobby watched her hairy cunt, seeing how wet it was with his come juice.
“She certainly knows how to lick a cunt,” Susan said. “But it was you I wanted… your cock. I’d rather have your sweet prick in my pussy than her tongue anytime, darling.”
Bobby was not the least concerned that his mother had sucked Mary’s cunt. He thought it was delightful, and told her so. “I wanna taste her cunt, too,” he said.
“You will,” Susan promised. “You’re going to be able to do anything you want with her.”
Susan was certain she could keep her promise to her son. From what she had learned about Mary, knowing the desperate hunger Mary seemed to have for her, it would be easy to make Mary please her son, too. If Mary balked, refused, all Susan would have to do was withhold her own body from the cunt-hungry girl.
She watched her son get to his feet, his cock dangling and swaying. His prick was still wet with her cunt juices, mixed with the juices from his precious balls. Before he turned from her, she reached up and caressed his cock and balls gently, drawing his cock to her face. Susan kissed her son’s wet cock and balls, then lapped her tongue about them, sliding her hands around his hips to cup his tight ass. She pulled her son close so that he had to straddle her shoulders. He held the back of her head and rubbed his cock and balls against his mother’s face. Susan looked up at him as she licked and kissed, taking his cock between her hot lips to suck it for a moment or so.
When he pulled his cock free, she protested. “I’ve got to piss, Mom,” he said, trying to get free of her gripping hands.
With her face still pressed into his cock and balls, her eyes became so hot they seemed to be on fire. “Piss! Ohhh, piss, then!”
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