"Billy_s horny mom" - читать интересную книгу автора (Taylor William)

CHAPTER TWO

Linda was now thirty years old, and she hadn't been fucked since she was a teenager. All that had passed her pussylips in all those years had been her own finger, and, once, a stalk of celery when she'd been half drunk and out of her mind with horniness.

She was still beautiful, she mused, standing before her mirror. Lush lips, a slightly pug nose, and thick, red hair with golden highlights. But it was her figure that men noticed first.

Everyone thought she was divorced; she sighed, cupping her jugs through the flighty. They'd really developed after Billy's birth. Now they were so big she had to order a special bra, and she had the kind of areolas that spread over their entire fronts. Her nipples were as thick as thumbs and always itchy, which was why Linda paid special attention to them prior to finger-fucking herself.

She usually diddled her pussy right after her bath, when Billy had left. She'd been letting her teenage son wash her back since he'd been a child, and it was a habit she just didn't have the heart to break. How would she be able to explain it to her son?

But she worried, for lately it had become less of a habit in her mind and more of a thrilling prelude to her masturbation. She'd been careful to keep her back to him, but her tits were so big that she knew he probably saw a lot of them over her shoulder or past her arms. She was ashamed to admit that this bit of exhibitionism helped turn her on and made her nightly masturbation that much more enjoyable. Of course, Linda made sure that Billy knew better than to mention their activities to anyone.

Right now, bedtime, was the hardest part of the day. Linda thought of her big empty bed and how long it took her to fall asleep after fingering her itchy cunt. She sighed and was about to climb into the tub when she noticed a faint, rhythmic squeaking somewhere in the house. It bothered her so she put on her baby doll and stepped into the hall.

"Aha," Linda whispered to herself when she saw a light shining under Billy's door. Realization shot through her. He was jerking off! Well, why not? At his age, it was perfectly normal. The thought of her son's fist wrapped around his stiff prick, tugging it to orgasm, sent lewd excitement surging through her sex-starved body. It had been years since she'd seen him naked. The last time, his little pecker hadn't been bigger than her thumb. She wondered how he'd turned out.

Tiptoeing down the dark hallway, the horny mother's solid, jutting jugs bounced and swayed beneath the baby doll. The scraping of her big nipples against the thin material increased her excitement. She knelt at his keyhole and gasped with total shock.

Billy was gripping his stiff, dripping cock with both hands, one above the other, and there was a bit left over!

"Oh, God!" Linda breathed. Where had he inherited such a monster cock? Mark's hadn't been anywhere near so long and thick! Christ, its flared, crimson head resembled nothing more than a ripe apple! And the white, veined shaft was so thick!

Without even thinking, the aroused mother dropped her hand to her thickly haired crotch and cupped her already-moist, dangling pussylips. She sighed as her gentle fingers peeled the spongy red folds of her juicing slit apart and invaded the tight mouth of her drooling cunt.

"Ahhhh-h-h-h-h," Linda sighed softly, keeping her eyes on Billy's double-gripped prick. Beneath it, his fat, sparsely haired balls hung heavily in their loose, wrinkled sac. They jiggled as he squirmed his lean ass with adolescent glee. She could see that his eyes were glued to his erection, obviously fascinated by making that big thing squirt, she thought. She wondered how long he'd been pulling his pecker.

Her cunt was throbbing now, squeezing out gobs of hot juice into her palm. The slippery stuff dripped between her fingers and splattered on the floor like rain, but she didn't care. She was fighting back an almost irresistible urge to rush in and help her handsome boy pump out his fresh, teenage jism.

Whimpering with dismay, her other hand lifted one of her huge, dangling jugs and shoved it against her lips. The nipple was poking out stiffly, and Linda sucked it into her hot mouth and chewed on it. She'd always loved the taste of her big boobs and the feel of her mouth on them. Sometimes she sucked on them three or four times a day.

She was squirming her plump, round ass, now, as her stiffened fingers pumped her juicy fuck-hole. Her clit was swollen and throbbing like a beating heart, and her thumb began flicking it as her fingers wriggled deep inside. She was about to cum and from the look on Billy's face, so was he. His hands were working faster on his straining, purple-headed cock, then he raised his upper body a bit to watch as the knob swelled and dribbled even more.

"Ughh!" she heard him gasp. "Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!"

Her son's eyes squeezed shut and he grunted loudly with each squirt. First, a thick gusher of milky cum blasted from the tip of his jerking prick, like a big silver bullet, and landed on his chest. It was followed by several more hard squirts of white cream, each larger and the last. Linda had never seen so much cum at one time in her entire life. Her brother had shot a big load, but nothing to compare to this!

There is nearly enough to fill a small water glass! she thought, her eyes wide with awe. She forgot to pump her fingers, she was so mesmerized by the thrilling sight of her boy's heavy load.

And then her own cum hit, and she opened her mouth wide and stuffed as much of her soft tit-flesh in as she could. She had to muffle her wanton squeals of pleasure and her fat tit was the best gag she could think of. Her hips gyrated wildly. She came so hard that she grew dizzy and her skin tingled hotly. Then she went limp and sagged.

"Huhh-h-h-h," Linda sighed softly, allowing her sore tit to fall from her mouth. The huge pink areola around her big nipple was marred by teeth marks. With a last disbelieving look at her son's giant cock and the runny jism dripping off his chest, she stumbled back to her bedroom.

To hell with the cunt juice on the floor, Linda thought. It'd be dry by tomorrow morning. If not, too bad. Billy would never guess what it was, and she just didn't have the strength to clean it up right now. She flopped onto her bed, exhausted by her tremendous orgasm, but lay awake for a long time thinking about the enormous cock only a few rooms away. She couldn't help wondering if, when he was pulling it, he daydreamed of her sitting naked in the bathtub.

In his own room, Billy eyed his limp, dribbling cock and sighed. It had been a good, strong cum, that was for sure! He reached for the tissues he kept by the dresser for just such times and wiped his gooey chest. He liked the pungent smell of his jism for some reason. It always made him feel sexy again, and right after emptying his balls, too. He wondered if the smell would affect girls that way. In fact, he wondered a lot of things, but didn't see how he was ever going to find out anything.

Of course, he nearly went crazy every evening just before bedtime for that was when his mother called him into the bathroom to scrub her back. He'd been doing it for almost as long as he could remember, but about a year ago it had really started getting to him. Feeling that smooth, silky wet skin under his soapy palms made his balls ache, and they ached even more whenever he was lucky enough to get a glimpse of her tits.

Jeez, she had really big ones. Real whoppers! He'd looked in her order book a few years ago, and read the notation "34-double D", and it hadn't meant that much. Now he knew just how lucky he was. He'd bet there wasn't one other kid in the whole state with a mother whose tits were that big – and who got a chance to peek at them!

Unfortunately, she always made him leave before she got out of the tub so he never had a chance to see the big ass he admired beneath her tight skins. But Billy had a good imagination and often daydreamed about catching her naked. But he knew in his heart that it was a dream that would never come true. Kids just weren't that lucky.

The next day at the breakfast table Billy picked up the newspaper when Linda was finished and glanced through it. He usually didn't pay much attention to anything but the boldest headlines and the comics, but today the words "KIDNAP-RAPE IN CITY" caught his attention. He read on and learned that a mother and her daughter had been taken hostage by a trio of robbers, and the mother had let them rape her without a struggle in exchange for her daughter's safety.

The wheels in Billy's always-horny mind began to turn, and he felt his face heat up and his cock stir. Maybe there was some way he could get himself in a similar situation… he thought for a long time, but still couldn't come up with anything. Somewhat dejected, he went out to play. From time to time the idea came back to nag him, and he continued to work on it. At least, he thought wryly, I have the whole summer vacation to get lucky. If not with Mom, maybe with some girl.

He was back in time for lunch, which was especially enjoyable for him because his mother was wearing her new slacks. And as she moved around the kitchen, Billy kept his eyes on her wide ass. Her plump cheeks jiggled with her quick steps, and he could even see the deep crack. He felt his cock grow hard under the table.

What an ass! He felt his cock ooze a bit of pre-cum into his shorts. "Your… your new slacks are really nice," he heard himself saying and felt his face turn red.

"Oh?" Linda turned, flattered. Billy was usually so irritatingly unobservant about her clothes. But she wasn't stupid. When she saw her son's flushed face she wondered a bit, then realized he'd been admiring her ass.

She turned her back to him and looked at it over her shoulder. "Do you think maybe it's a little too tight over my behind?" she asked.

"Uh, no," Billy said, his eyes sweeping over the generous curves of her quivering cheeks. "It's nice, just right."

"Maybe it's me," Linda said thoughtfully, teasing him. "Maybe I'm just too fat back there, huh?"

"Uh…" Billy's mind went blank as his mother wiggled her hips with the question, causing her two plump mounds to quiver sensuously.

"What do you think, Billy?" she continued, smiling inwardly at his awkward attempt to be nonchalant as he looked at her ass.

"Uh, no, it's great… uh, I mean, it's not fat…"

Linda smiled. Poor kid, he must really be horny, she thought. If he gets this hot and flustered just looking at my ass through my slacks, what must washing my bare back do to him?

"Thanks," she said and watched him choke down the rest of his meal.

"How about feeding Fluffy for me?" she asked.

Fluffy was a fat, long-haired female that had been spayed. She was lazy, affectionate, and not too clean. But Linda washed and combed her regularly.

When he was finished, he went outside again and roamed the neighborhood looking for Sue, a school friend. He couldn't find her and resigned himself to jerking off again that night. Sue had, twice to be exact, let him feel her titties through her dress, and she'd let him look down at the neckline once. She loved the way his face got all red.

He went home and watched TV with his mother after supper, and when it was nearly bedtime Linda got up, stretched lazily, and walked to her bedroom. Billy's restlessness had been obvious to her, and she couldn't help smiling as she thought of him sitting impatiently in the living room, rubbing his pecker while he waited for her call.

Linda usually undressed in the bathroom but tonight she decided to give her poor boy a real thrill. She stripped and briefly examined herself in the mirror.

Nice jugs, she thought. They hang a bit, but still stick out firmly enough to make me the envy of all the women in the neighborhood!

And while she watched, the heavy patch of her thick, long pubic hair grew wet. Her plump, red snatch-lips were already oozing, readying her for a good fucking. If only! she thought, rubbing her glowing clit.

She opened her door and strolled down the hall to the bathroom. Neither her room nor the bathroom could be seen from where she'd left Billy, but she was certain he'd be peeking around the corner, hoping for just such a view as this.

Linda heard the slight squeak of a floorboard and knew she'd been right. Her face burned with excitement and embarrassment as she felt her son's eyes resting on the quaking, dimpling cheeks of her round, white ass. Luckily, the bathroom was only a few steps away so she was able to close the door and cut off his view in a matter of seconds. But Linda was sure that those few seconds of viewing her fleshy, heart-shaped cheeks had given her boy a roaring hard-on.

"Ooooo," she sighed, rubbing her clit and wishing Billy wasn't her son so she could rush out there and climb right on top of that gigantic pecker. I'd ride him till I got saddle sores! she thought excitedly, visualizing her plump white buns flapping redly as she bounced on his spurting cock.

The lewd mental image made her decide to soak for a longer period than usual before calling Billy. The delay would increase his excitement by giving him more of an opportunity to use his imagination. And that meant he would have an even better time jerking off later. Linda could hardly wait to watch her handsome boy's enormous cock spewing out all that thick, white cum!

She slowly stroked her fat cunt lips while the tub filled, building up her own excitement. By the time Billy was ready to beat his meat, Linda knew her own orgasm would be rumbling around in her belly, just waiting to be released. Her big clit was already standing out, hanging with its own weight like a knuckleless, boneless little finger. It twitched slightly as she watched it, and she wished she had someone's lips wrapped around it right now! She could still remember how her brother's lips had felt on her virginal cunt.

"Billy, time to wash Mom's back!" she cried loudly as she stepped into the tub and sat down. To hell with soaking! She turned her body so her big, thrusting jugs faced the tile wall and away from the door.

The door opened almost immediately, proving that Billy had been outside waiting. Linda didn't dare look at her boy, but she was sure that his face was as hot as her own.

"You ready, Mom?" he asked, his wide eyes sweeping across his mother's dry back.

"Uh-huh." Linda nodded.

Billy gulped and grabbed her washcloth and the bar of soap and began washing her shoulders and upper back while kneeling beside the tub. Linda felt herself growing hotter and hotter and she started to moan. Quickly, she turned the moan into a yawn and stretched her arms. When she realized that Billy would be able to see too much of her tits, she dropped her arms. She was trembling with need, but knew she should control herself. Still, she wanted to excite both herself and her son even more than usual tonight.

"Oh, I feel so lazy," Linda sighed, her face burning, "and you're doing such a good job… would you mind washing a little more of Mom, just this once?"

When his beautiful mother stood up in the tub Billy's eyes bulged and his cock grew as hard as an iron bar. He stared at her wetly quivering asscheeks, then moved to the side a bit and found himself looking at the bottom of her mammoth jugs.

"Billy, remember you said my behind wasn't fat? Well, I had slacks on, then. What do you think, now?"

"Jeez, Mom," he breathed, his hands trembling as he stared at his mother's bare, gleaming ass. "It… it's beautiful!" He felt his cock straining against the leg of his pants. She actually expects me to wash her bare ass! he thought excitedly.

Gathering his courage and feeling extremely self-conscious, the horny teenager took the wet washcloth and began making large circles across her richly curved buns. He felt like jerking off with his free hand but never seriously considered whipping his pecker out behind his mother. Nor did he think seriously about just shoving it into the clump of wet hair bulging out beneath her ass.

He scrubbed his mother's ass energetically, moving her fleshy buns around. He even parted them briefly, and got an eye-bulging glimpse of her puckered pink ring. It was completely wet and shiny! Then Linda pulled away and asked him to rinse her.

He was through all too soon and drew a deep breath as he sat there admiring the view. Then he realized that she was, as always, waiting for him to leave. He took one long, wistful look at his mother's beautiful bare ass as he backed out of the bathroom. Regretfully, he shut the door on that wonderful sight.

A little while later Billy was whacking his prick as hard and as fast as he could, and Linda was pressing her eye to the keyhole. Her fingers were whipping her cunt juice into a froth, and a very pungent froth, at that. She knew he'd be able to smell it if he walked out but didn't care. She was too busy muffling her cries of joy with one of her fat tits. Already she was planning something even more daring for tomorrow.