"Orgy with mom" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kelly Bob)

CHAPTER FIVE

Joyce enjoyed a few days of being left alone but soon grew to miss her son terribly. She spent all her time finger-fucking herself and thinking about Billy. To make things more realistic, she bound her hands and feet with heavy ropes. As she worked on her clit, she strained against her bonds, digging the coarse material into her soft, sensitive skin.

Of course, those little fantasies weren't anywhere near as good as the real thing, but they did make her cunt all wet and happy. To help things out even more, she kept some pictures she and her son had taken together with a Polaroid camera.

Joyce's eyes danced from one picture to the next. She looked at pictures of her face with Billy's dick rammed down her throat, shoved in her cud or up her ass. She really pumped her pussy as her eyes scanned a photo of her face lost in the deep crack of her son's ass. The remote control switch on the camera allowed them to pose in wild, sexy ways.

That Friday afternoon, Joyce knew she would have to drag herself out of bed and go to the store. Billy was due home in two days, and she wanted to make sure that the house was well stocked with all the things that her son liked to eat and drink.

Joyce returned from the supermarket and the liquor store at about four o'clock. When she pulled her car into the driveway, she saw Billy's friends, Bob, Tom and Eddie. It was the first time she had seen them since the night of the party the previous week. She wasn't quite sure how to act as the three teenagers turned toward her.

"How are you, Mrs. Lankin?" Tom said, snickering at the false formality in his manner. "Let me give you a hand with that," he continued, taking the loaded bag from her arms.

As Tom reached around the paper sack, he let his hands brush across the swells of Joyce's braless tits. He could feel her hard nipples through the thin blouse she was wearing. He laughed in her face as a shiver of lust traveled up her spine.

"You got anything for me?" Bob added, seeing the little trick Tom had pulled, and jealous for a feel of Mrs. Lankin's juicy boobs.

"Hey," Eddie spoke up, "I thought you were taking Billy down to Florida."

"I wasn't feeling quite up to going on vacation," Joyce began. "A little tired out," she added, smiling warmly over her shoulder at the handsome teenagers. "But Billy went down to spend a week with my sister and brother-in-law."

"You mean you're all alone?" Tom asked, stepping a little closer to the sexy woman.

"I'm afraid so," Joyce replied, licking her lips as she allowed her eyes to travel down to the teen's crotch.

Joyce turned toward her house. The smile on her lips told the teens everything they needed to know. Mrs. Lankin was more than ready for anything they could think up. As a matter of fact, she knew she could think of a few tricks of her own.

The blood began pounding in her brain as she led the three teens to her door. She hoped no nosy neighbors were watching her invite the teens into her house. Her fingers trembled as she unlocked the front door.

Bob stepped up beside her as she tried to make the key work. She could sense the strength in his hard, athletic body. Joyce's cunt was throbbing with desire for the teenage stud.

"Let me give you a hand with that," Bob said, dropping a hand to the firmness of Joyce's left asscheek.

Joyce gasped at the teen's boldness. Of course she had let the very same teens fuck her blind the week before. It was hard to keep them at arm's length when each had ripped into her cunt, asshole and mouth with their raging cocks.

Joyce was finally able to get the door open. It was a relief to be out of the bright sunlight and away from prying eyes. The cool air inside made her skin tingle with excitement.

Bob and Eddie headed straight for the bar while Tom went into the kitchen with the bag he was carrying. Joyce's throat really felt dry and she asked the teens to fix her a nice big drink.

"Here you go," Bob laughed, holding out a full bottle of Scotch.

Tom had returned to the living room and all three teens laughed at Bob's little joke. Joyce joined in their laughter, wanting to show them that she had a good sense of humor. Playing along, she took the bottle from the teen, lifted it to her lips and swung her head back. She didn't stop swallowing till Scotch ran over her lips and down to stain her thin blouse.

"Come here, you cunt," Eddie said, his voice suddenly taking on a cruel edge.

Joyce hurried to answer Eddie's call. She stood in front of him as he took a joint out of his pocket and brought it to his lips. He took a pack of matches out of the same pocket and handed it to Billy's mother.

"Light it!" Eddie ordered.

Joyce quickly did as she was told. Striking a match, she held it to the tightly rolled tip of the joint. Eddie reached out and grabbed her hand, squeezing hard. All the teens laughed as the match burned down to Joyce's fingertips. They all enjoyed the tortured look on her face.

Bob and Tom moved to either side of Joyce. They both grabbed her ass through the material of her skin-tight jeans. She could feel their hard cocks pressing against her thighs as they snuggled up close, humping against her body while Eddie had his sadistic fun.

Joyce kept her eyes shut as she listened to the rasping sound of the teenagers' laughter. She couldn't keep herself from responding to their savage lust. She could feel the blood racing through her body.

Eddie started passing the joint around while Joyce took another deep swallow out of her Scotch bottle. She hoped the booze would take control quickly. She had an idea that these studs were going to get rough. Her mind was filled with all the disgusting, perverted things they had done to her. It made her cunt quiver with anticipation.

"Let's get her up into the bedroom," Bob said.

"Yeah," Tom agreed. "I don't want to bust my ass on that hard floor again," he said, tightening his hold on Joyce's left asscheek.

Eddie dug his fingers into the ripe lushness of Joyce's tit. She could feel her throbbing nipple burning his palm through the sheer material of her summer blouse. Using her boob like a doorknob, Eddie twisted Joyce around and led her to the stairway. His two friends were right behind, still yanking on the woman's saucy ass.

Joyce kept drinking all the way up to her bedroom. Her entire body trembled as the three teens left her in the middle of the room and climbed onto the bed. She watched as each of them opened their pants and pulled their stiff cocks out.

Joyce's mouth watered at the sight of all that meat. The smell of their pricks filled the air, adding fuel to the flames of lust that burned between her legs.

"Put on a show for us!" Eddie ordered, pulling out another joint and lighting it.

Joyce was glad for something to do. She was feeling a little silly standing there not doing anything. She turned to the stereo that Billy had brought from his room and picked out a few of his favorite records to play. She was sure that his friends would like the wild rock she had decided on. Turning the amplifier up all the way, she returned to center stage.

"Let's go!" Tom hollered. "Let's see a little tit and ass, honey!" he continued, drawing smoke into his lungs.

"Yeah," Bob agreed, "let's see some action!"

Joyce couldn't think of anything that she'd rather do. Swaying her hips in wide circles, she undid the waistband of her jeans. She shoved the garment down on her hips, low enough to show off the curls of her pubic hair. She left her pants halfway down her hips and turned her attention to the blouse covering her braless tits.

The material of Joyce's blouse was soaked with her perspiration and clung to her sexy curves like a second skin. She was glad she hadn't worn panties. It gave her friends something to look at while she unbuttoned her shirt.

Every eye in the room was set on Joyce's fat tits as she slipped out of her blouse and tossed it into the corner. Nakedly displaying her proud, thrusting boobs, she cupped her fingers under each ripe melon, holding her tits out for their approval.

The tips of Joyce's fingers played with her nipples, making them even harder and darker then they already were. With a wide, lewd grin spread across her face, Joyce lifted her right tit up to her drooling mouth.

"Look at that slut go!" Eddie laughed, watching Joyce wrap her lips around her right nipple and start sucking the shit out of the throbbing nub.

All three teens had been pumping their cocks while watching Joyce's wanton display. Their fingers ran up and down the erect lengths of their pricks. They could all feel the cum boiling up in their balls.

With her mouth sucking away on her tit, Joyce's free hand reached into her pants. She began finger-fucking herself, with the front of her jeans hiding the action from her admirers. She was teasing them, turning them on until their hot cocks burned their fingers.

Joyce's rolling hips pushed the tight jeans down her legs until they were wrapped in a soft puddle around her ankles. Responding to a new, wilder record on the stereo, she lashed her body first one way and then the other, stepping out of her pants and kicking them out of the way.

But the teens' view of Joyce's finger-stuffed cunt was brief. She spun around and bent forward, displaying the tight hole of her ass. She yanked her cream-covered fingers from her pussy and brought them around to her shit box. With Tom, Bob and Eddie's cheers ringing in her ears, Joyce slammed her fingers deep into the tight, puckered hole.

"Get the fuck over here!" Eddie screamed, losing patience because of the pounding between his legs.

Joyce stood up straight, but didn't pull her finger out of her ass. Turning toward the bed, the tip of her right tit popped from her mouth. The spit dripped from her breast.

"Keep your finger shoved up your ass, sweetheart," Bob laughed. "I want it nice and open for my fat cock!"

The thought of the bastard slamming his short, thick dick into her asshole made Joyce shiver with lust. She remembered how rough the teen had been with her the week before and she prayed that he would be up to full strength.

When the teenagers got hold of Mrs. Lankin's body, they went crazy. Tom mauled Joyce's fat tits, Eddie rammed his hand between her legs and Bob attacked her ass. They twisted her in all directions at the same time, positioning her around their bloated pricks.

Joyce felt her asscheeks being spread apart and Bob's cockhead pressed into the deep, dark crack. She could feel the throbbing heat of his shaft pushing against the puckered ring of her asshole. His strong fingers dug into the firm flesh of her asscheeks, ripping them apart as far as they would go.

Joyce humped down against Eddie's hand while pushing her shit hole hard against the bloated tip of Bob's prick. She squirmed the lower half of her body while feeding Tom her thrusting boobs.

Tom couldn't get enough of Joyce's incredible body. His hands clawed her bum flesh. He sank his teeth into her hot skin. She was perspiring, and he loved the salty taste of her sweat. He toyed with her nipples, rolling first one, then the other between his sharp-edged teeth. Every once in a while, he bit down. He could feel the shiver of lust shaking Joyce each time.

Eddie had better things in mind than just letting his best friend's mother leak pussy juice all over his hand. He was a lot more interested in slamming the full thickness of his cock up into her quivering cunt.

"Open your fucking legs up, bitch!" Eddie screamed, yanking her clamp thighs apart. "Gimme a shot at that sloppy old pussyhole of yours!"

Joyce didn't like him calling her cunt old, but she knew he was right. And she couldn't wait to get his cock deep inside it. She couldn't wait to feel her twat-lips straining around the thick base of his dick as he ground his shaft hard against her throbbing clit.

Bob's prick tore into Joyce's asshole with the force of a locomotive. He pounded his hips against the swells of her asscheeks again and again, driving the swollen head of his cock deeper and deeper into her bowels.

There was only one thing that Joyce missed. Her hands urged Tom's body around so that she could swallow up the thickness of his blood-filled dick. She pushed her face down onto his shaft, until her chin bounced against his balls.

When Eddie slammed his cock up Joyce's pussy, he could feel his friend's cock pumping in and out of her through the back door. He didn't bother thinking about the beating her body was taking. His own pleasure was too important.

Joyce took the full length of Tom's cock deep into her throat. Her tongue scrubbed the underside of his tool. She ignored the shooting pain in her neck just as she ignored all the other agonies that her body suffered at the hands of her three lovers.

Bob's cock was the first to explode, sending a flood of hot cum shooting up Mrs. Lankin's asshole. He felt her react, felt the muscles in her ass tighten on his burning prick. His balls were crushed against the firm mounds of her asscheeks as they pumped more and more jism into her squirming shit chute.

Eddie's cock came next, erupting its load up her cunt. He could feel each spurt splashing against the inner walls of her pussy. He could feel his dick covered with his own juices, making his tool slip faster and faster in and out of her overflowing twat.

Tom's dick was the last to explode, and it was the load that Joyce enjoyed the most. She fought not to drown on the flood from his shooting cock. His cum was hot and thick and tasted sweet as it dripped down into her hungry belly.

Joyce didn't notice the rough treatment her teens were handing out as their three mighty dicks pumped her full of jism. One orgasm flowed into the next in her swirling mind.

When her three lovers pulled themselves off her body, Joyce knew that she was a mess. Watching their limp pricks hanging down between their legs, she was reminded about how much hard fucking she had just taken. Just moving into a comfortable position was tough as hell.

Tom slumped over to the dresser against the wall and picked up the bottle that Joyce had left beside the turntable. He coughed on his first slug, but took another one right away. The booze immediately made him feel a little stronger. He pressed the bottle to Eddie as he flopped back down onto the bed.

"Lady," Tom said, reaching out and grabbing Joyce's ass, "you sure can fuck!"

Bob had dragged himself over to an overstuffed arm chair and plopped himself down into it. His dick was really drained, and it rested heavily on the seat between his legs. From where the teen was sitting, he had a perfect view of Joyce. She was lying on her stomach, her sweet ass facing him. He could see his own cum rolling down her ass-crack.

Eddie sat up straight, took the bottle from Tom and wolfed down a long swallow. The strong fluid burned his dry throat, but he held back the gagging reflex. After the first drink, the teen took a second, longer belt.

Joyce was just starting to clear the cobwebs from her mind. Every muscle in her body ached. Every bone in her body felt broken. One thing was sure, she needed a good stiff drink to get her head back on straight.

"How about giving me a drink?" Joyce said, rolling onto her side.

"Sorry," Tom said, draining the last drops from the bottle. "You're just gonna have to get us some more," he told her, tossing the empty bottle onto the floor.

"Yeah," Bob agreed. "And get the grass out of my pocket before you go," he told her.

Joyce was careful not to disturb Tom or Eddie as she climbed out of bed. The pain was beginning to die down a little as she stood up, but her legs were weak and she was afraid of falling. Cum dribbled from her asshole, cunt and mouth.

Bending down to look in Bob's pants for his grass, Joyce did stumble down to her knees. The flop of her big tits and ass brought howls of laughter from the teens. When she found the stuff, she didn't bother getting back on her feet. She brought the pot to Bob crawling on her hands and knees, letting her ripe tits sway back and forth as she moved toward him.

Bob gave Joyce's tits a good feel as he reached out to take the knotted, plastic bag. She leaned forward, pushing her face between his legs. As he watched, she pressed a hot kiss to the head of his spent cock. She thrilled to the taste of his cum and her shit coating his tool.

"The matches are over here on the floor," Eddie called out. "Right where you left them before," he added, reminding her of their sadistic game earlier.

Joyce hadn't forgotten. Lifting her face from between Bob's legs, she turned to get the matches. She was acting like a trained dog and knew the teens were enjoying the entertainment. She was sure Bob liked the view of her fucked-out asshole.

After finishing her tasks, Joyce crawled out of the room. She wiggled her ass wildly to give everyone a thrill. They were calling her filthy names and laughing as she looked back over her shoulder. Her lips were curled into a lewd, sensual smile. Very slowly, she drew them into a kiss. She imagined she was pressing them against her son's throbbing prick.