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CHAPTER FIVE

Doris strained and opened her eyes. The light of morning filled her bedroom. She turned in the bed and smiled as her naked thigh touched Pete's hip. Her fingers crept under the sheet and came to rest on his hard ass. He was still asleep. She squeezed her thighs together on her damp pussy and shivered with warm pleasure as she relived the fucking he had given her the night before.

She rolled quietly and gently out of bed and padded to the bathroom. After she finished, she went, still naked to the kitchen to prepare their breakfast. She hummed to herself as she moved about the kitchen.

After breakfast, Pete stretched and smiled across the table at her. His eyes were scanning her nude body appreciatively.

"That was delicious," he said.

"So was last night."

"Uh-huh!" the boy agreed, grinning at her.

He carried his dishes to the sink and came back to her side and bent down to kiss her forehead. She turned her face up and pulled him down to her lips. Her tongue probed his young mouth hotly. Her other hand dropped to his flaccid cock and tugged gently at the satiny skin. It pulsed and stirred in her fingers.

"Now, for dessert," she whispered.

Her hand cradled his swelling cock as her lips left his mouth and her head dropped to his crotch. Her full warm lips touched the dark head of his cock and her tongue flicked out to lap at it, wetly. The boy hissed as he sucked his breath in. She licked the hot growing rod, her tongue leaving wet trails over the head and shaft.

"Mmmmm," she hummed as she savored the taste of his young cock.

She parted her lips and slid them around the head, the heat filling her mouth. Her tongue stroked the silky hot flesh. Her fingers cupped the tight sac of his balls, squeezing them gently. His cock throbbed in her mouth. It was swollen to its fullest and jerked softly in her mouth. She pushed her wet mouth down over the shaft and let the entire length of it sink into her throat. Her tongue caressed the underside of it and circled the hard cock.

His hips began to work slowly back and forth, fucking his cock in and out of her hot wet mouth. Little grunts escaped his lips with each thrust. Doris made soft wet sounds with her mouth as she sucked at his pulsing flesh.

"Oh, mom! So good!" the boy groaned.

Pete tangled his fingers in her long hair as he fucked her mouth. Doris closed her eyes and abandoned herself to her passions. Her mouth sucked greedily at the straining young cock. His grunts and groans drove her own passion higher and higher. His cock throbbed and jerked in the wet orifice of her mouth. Her fingers found her dripping pussy and stroked the molten flesh. Her clit throbbed under her fingers. She plunged two slim fingers in and out of her cunt, pacing them to the rhythm of her son's cock. Her slippery dew coated them and her inner thighs.

"Uh! Uh! Oh, Mom! It… It's coming!" he groaned.

His hips jerked and her mouth clamped tightly around his spasming cock. She grabbed his ass and pulled his cock to the hilt in her mouth. The throbbing head bumped the back of her throat and with a groan he shot the first spurt of hot and thick cum against it. Doris swallowed quickly, her fingers tearing at her cunt, drawing her own climax to a peak. She shivered and gurgled round his cock as pleasure slammed through her naked body. His cock gushed again and again as he filled her mouth and throat with his hot thick cream.

"Aaaaggghhh!" she heard him cry out. His body trembled against her lips and a final spurt of cum burst from him. Her mouth milked at his trembling cock, sucking the last few drops of his jizz.

Her mouth held his throbbing cock in its wet caress for several seconds until the last of the quaking throes of passion had passed. Her fingers were stirring her cunt gently, her own pleasure ebbing, slowly. His cock slid slowly from her lips and she smiled up at him. He looked down at her and smiled weakly.

"That was delicious!" Doris whispered. "I'll take that for breakfast, anytime!"

"Mmmmmm," he mumbled weakly.

Late afternoon found Pete and his friend Mark crossing Pete's back yard. The other boy was Pete's age, but stood an inch or two taller and had a couple of more pounds on him. Doris watched them through the kitchen window as they approached the house. She eyed Mark and tried to envision his naked body. She gazed at his crotch in the tight jeans.

The back door opened and the boys entered. Doris turned from the sink to look at them.

"Mom, Mark's folks are going out tonight and I wondered if it was all right for him to stay over?" Pete asked.

"Hi, Mark," she said to the boy. "Of course. I would love to have you."

"Hi, Mrs. Turner." The boy's large eyes were fixed on her as he spoke. She felt heat surge to her pussy. She felt as if he could see right through her thin cotton dress.

"We'll go over to his house and pick up his things and be back in a half an hour or so," Pete said.

"All right. Dinner will be ready in about an hour so don't be late," she replied.

The two boys went back out the door and Doris stood at the window and watched them lope across the back lawn. The dampness and warmth of her pussy made her squirm as she watched the two lean boys disappear. Her mind was working at a furious pace. She knew that she would have the boy before the night had passed. The thought sent a surge of heat and fresh dew to her pussy lips.

The two boys retired to Pete's room after dinner and Doris rushed to clean up as much as possible. As soon as the dishes were taken care of, she crept down the hall, her steps drowned out by the sound of the dishwasher. Pete's door was closed and she could hear muffled voices but couldn't make out the words over the noise.

She stood for long minutes, straining her ears, then had an idea. She crept back through the hall and slipped quietly out the back door. It was dark and warm outside. She walked around the back of the house and approached the window of Pete's room. It was just at her eye level. She peeked slowly around the side of it. The shade was up several inches.

The two boys sat on Pete's bed. The magazines that she had found in Pete's drawer were piled on his bed. One magazine was open on Pete's lap. Mark stared at it, his large dark eyes wide. His hand covered his lap and she could see that he was trying to shield the bulge in his crotch with his hand.

Doris' pussy twitched. She had shunned wearing panties when she had dressed and now she felt the trickle of a drop of pussy dew as it ran down her thigh. Her burning cunt screamed to be touched. She gritted her teeth and tore herself from the window. She wondered for a moment what her neighbors would have thought if they had seen her looking in the window. Fortunately there was no moon and it was quite dark in the back yard.

She returned to the kitchen quietly and made her way back down the hall. She paused at Pete's door and listened. She heard a muffled giggle.

"Pete!" she called through the door. She heard the rustle of paper and sudden silence. "I'm going to take a shower and then watch TV for awhile. If you boys need anything, just help yourself."

"Okay, Mom. Thanks," came Pete's strained reply.

The hot shower did little to soothe her itching pussy. Even when she turned on the cold water, it didn't help. She dried and crossed the hall, wrapped in her towel, wishing that Mark would see her. The door to Pete's room was still closed. She dropped the towel and slipped a sheer, long gown over her head. The matching robe was just as sheer and even the two together didn't hide anything very well. She looked in the minor at the effect and buttoned two of the buttons on the robe. It hid just enough. She went into the living room and flicked the television on and dropped into a chair.

Doris found herself shifting in the chair nervously, straining to hear some sound from the boys. Her pussy itched and throbbed. The lips were wet and hot. Just as she was giving up and about to go to bed, the door to Pete's room opened and she heard the boys coming down the hall. She quickly arranged herself to give them a good view of her body through the sheer gown and robe and then pretended interest in the television.

"We're going to get a Coke and then get our baths," Pete said as they entered the living room.

"Okay. Help yourself," she replied, turning to look at them.

Mark was staring at her. She could feel him scanning her full breasts and her crotch. Her nipples grew rigid under his gaze. Her pussy twitched. She smiled at him and he tore his eyes from her and followed Pete without a word. Doris had seen the distinct bulge of his cock in his jeans. She licked her lips.

The short time it took for the two baths to be completed seemed like an eternity to Doris. She fidgeted and squirmed. Finally, Pete came in wearing his pajamas and kissed her goodnight. She saw Mark standing at the hall entrance, wearing short pajamas. Her eyes dropped instantly to the slit opening in the front. She saw nothing but managed to imagine a great deal. He bit her goodnight and she responded. She turned off the TV and went to her room.

Doris lay for nearly an hour, tossing quietly in her bed. She listened to the sounds of the house and the last sounds of the boys as they settled down and finally became silent. Her belly churned with anticipation and her pussy itched insistently. She eased her feet off the bed and rose. In the semi-darkness the thin nightgown was like a faint fog around her body. She crept through the door and slowly placed her bare feet noiselessly on the floor, bringing herself to the open door of the bedroom where the boys were.

She paused before looking, in and took a deep breath. Her eyes peered around the door facing. Pete lay on the side away from the door, his back to her. Mark was facing her. In the faint light of the moon and the streetlights shining through the window she could see the boy's face pretty clearly. His eyes were open. She paused and then stepped into the doorway and stood. The only sounds were her own breathing and a faint gasp from the direction of the bed.

She stood, feet apart, arms at her sides, looking at the boy's face. She could see his eyes as they strained to see her. She lifted her hand and motioned to him, slowly. He raised his head and then turned to look at Pete's back. Doris motioned once more then stepped out of sight. She heard the bed creak as the boy tried to rise quietly. Her pussy burned in anticipation.

Mark's feet padded across the short distance to the door and as he stepped through it, he bumped into Doris. Her hands grasped his shoulders and she dropped her face to his and she felt him tremble as her full warm lips pressed to his. Her arms circled his slim body and pulled it against her hungry flesh. She stabbed her wet tongue into his mouth.

Her hands stroked the boy's hard back and down to his firm ass. She clutched his body to hers, feeling his breath quicken and the first growing firmness of his cock as it pressed against her.

Quietly panting, she pulled her mouth from his and took his hand in hers and led him into her bedroom and dosed the door behind them. The boy's eyes were wide with astonishment and wonder.

Doris turned and smiled at him. She could see the look of mixed fear and anxiety on his face. Her fingertips ran up over his bare arms and touched his face. Holding his head, she kissed him softly on the mouth. Her hands glided back down over his arms and she gasped his hands. She lifted them to her breasts and placed them on the hot firm mounds of flesh, pressing them against the sheer cloth of her gown. The boy sucked his breath in sharply and stared at her.

Still not breaking the silence, she pulled him to the bed and sat down on the edge, his hands still clutching clumsily at her breasts. She smiled up at his gaping face and let her fingers stroke his thighs. Her fingers hooked the waistband of his pajama bottoms and she tugged them to his ankles before he realized what had happened. His hard cock sprang out and jiggled. She looked down at the tasty rod of flesh and licked her lips.

Mark's fingers were still motionless on her nipples. She pressed her hand to one of his and squeezed it around the throbbing rigid button. The other hand stroked the inside of his thigh, moving closer and closer to his pulsing cock.

Mark began fingering her nipple. Doris sighed and looked up at his face with a smile. Her eyes dropped back to his crotch. Her fingers brushed against the tight sac at the base of his cock.

Mark gasped and his hips jerked involuntarily as Doris cupped his hairless balls gently and stroked them. His cock pulsed and jerked. Her hand slid up to it and circled the bobbing head. Her nails scraped at the satiny skin and stroked the length of his shaft.

The boy was totally lost in amazement and lust. His fingers were squeezing her nipples urgently and his hips were moving back and forth slowly. Doris stroked the rubbery cock, savoring the feel of its smooth skin and the heat of it. Her mouth watered with a desire to taste it. A clear drop of pre-cum appeared on the head and it was the final provocation. Her head dropped and her tongue flicked the tart drop into her mouth.

Mark gasped and lurched at the touch of her hot wet tongue. Doris licked again and moaned, parting her lips. She let the bullet-shaped head slip between them. Her tongue lapped at the hot boy flesh. Her fingers squeezed and cupped the boy's balls. Her head sank lower, her mouth enveloping the entire length of his pulsing cock.

Doris slid her other hand around the boy's hips and clutched the cheek of his ass. She pulled at him, sinking him to the hilt in her sucking mouth. Mark lost total control of his body and began to whimper. She felt his cock spasm and began sucking furiously at the throbbing prick, her tongue urging the release of his hot fluid.

Mark jerked and lunged at her mouth. His head went back and he gasped for air. His balls pulsed in her hand. A shiver ran from head to toe through his body. Doris sucked harder at his swollen cock. A gush of hot thick cum rewarded her efforts. She swallowed quickly, relishing the taste of the jizz. Again it flooded her waiting, hungry mouth. Spurt after spurt splashed hotly into her mouth and went down her throat. Mark jerked and ground his hips against her face. With a racking shake of his body, he sent his final gusher into her throat.

Doris swallowed greedily and held his throbbing cock in her hot wet mouth, letting him thrash through the throes of his climax. Finally, she let his cock slide from between her lips and licked the drop or two that had escaped from her lips.

"That was the first time, wasn't it?" she asked in a whisper.

"Uh-huh," he replied. His voice was weak and his breath was still ragged.

"Was it as good as you expected?"

"Better! Much better!" he exclaimed.

She smiled at him and then gathered the boy in her arms and cuddled him to her. His body was warm and firm through the sheer cloth of her gown. For a few moments he lay in her arms.

"Now, couldn't you like to make me feel good?" she whispered in his ear.

"Can I?" His voice was heavy with his lack of knowledge.

"As good as you felt!"

"I'd like that."

"Then first, put your hand between my legs," she instructed, guiding his fumbling fingers to her cunt.

His fingers pushed the filmy cloth of her gown aside and Doris parted her legs as his hand pressed into the slippery crevice. Her cunt-juice quickly moistened his fingertips.

"Mmmm, yes! Rub like that!" Doris sighed. She rolled onto her back and Mark raised up on his elbow and continued his stroking. He gazed at her cunt and then her face. Her eyes drooped and her legs spread more. The boy's fingers stirred her lusts higher and hotter. She felt the urge to feel his fingers and then his cock buried deep in her cunt. Mark stared at the bushy dark hair that covered her crotch and then eased his fingers into her slit. Her slippery juice drenched his fingers. She put his finger on her clit and showed him the rhythm that would send shivers through her aching body. He learned quickly and had her arching her hips against his fingers in a matter of seconds.

"Oh,yeeeess!" she cried.

Doris wrapped her fingers around his cock and discovered that it was already hard and throbbing. She stroked it in rhythm with his strokes. Her cunt was oozing slippery hot juices, drenching his fingers and her inner thighs and the cheeks of her ass.

"So good! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she gasped and arched up against his hand as her first climax tore through her.

Mark watched her, fascinated with her reactions. She thrashed and jerked, her cunt convulsing and trembling. Gasping, she stopped the motion of his hand on her clit.

"Now fuck me!" she rasped, tugging at his body.

Passion twisted the boy's face and his eyes gleamed at the thought of doing it to the woman. He scrambled onto her heaving body and slipped down between her open thighs. His cock bumped her cunt lips and Doris shivered. She reached between her slippery thighs and guided Mark's cock into her hungry cunt. He sank down on her and she felt his cock bury itself in her. She sighed and clutched at him.

"Push it in and out! Hard!" she commanded.

He followed her command and drove his cock into her wet, burning hole. His balls slapped against her bare ass. Her cunt made wet sounds around his pistoning cock.

"Oh, do it! Fuck me!"

Doris jerked and bounced, lifting the boy from the bed. She came again and again, her cunt clutched at his cock, milking and squeezing it. Mark began to pant and slam his hard body against hers.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" the boy groaned and rammed his cock to the hilt in the molten, throbbing cunt.

Doris felt the scalding gush of his cum as it filled her cunt and she arched her back and pushed her cunt up against him. Her cunt clamped don on his spurting cock and milked the come from it. He lay on her jerking body, shaking and panting, his own body trembling with pleasure.

The two embraced, their gasps for air the only sound for several seconds. Doris stroked the boy's back and ass gently.

Regaining his breath, Mark rolled slowly off her and lay on his back, eyes closed. The waves of pleasure still flowed through his young body. Doris looked at his slim body and his glistening cock and smiled dreamily to herself.

Rising to her elbow, she leaned over him and lapped at his half hard cock, licking it clean, relishing the taste of his cum and her own juices.

"Thanks, Mrs. Turner. That was even better than the other," the boy said.

"Thank you, Mark! And call me Doris."

"Okay… have you ever done that with Pete?"

The question hit like a bomb. Doris froze and looked at the boy.

"Why do you ask that?"

"It's just that he has acted different the last couple of days. Like he had just learned a secret or something."

"But he's my son," Doris replied, trying to see what the boy's reaction would be before she admitted the truth.

"Yeah, I guess that makes it different."

"Are you going to tell him that you… fucked me?"

"Not if you don't want me to," Mark replied.

"Well, I don't want to come between you two. You're good friends."

Mark lay there and thought long on her statement. Finally, he raised up and swung his feet to the floor. He pulled his pajama bottoms on and stood.

"I guess I'd better get back to bed before Pete wakes up," he said, looking down at her naked body.

"Yes, I think you had better. Good night, Mark," she said with a soft smile, reaching out to touch his hand.

"Night, Doris."

He left the room and she lay staring at the ceiling for a long while before dropping off to sleep.