Kevin Sellers
Seduced by Mom

CHAPTER ONE

"Take it, bitch! Take all my cock down your throat – yeah!"

"Mmpff…"

Gloria Wilson groaned as Barry grabbed double handfuls of her glossy dark-brown hair and stuffed even more of his stiff, throbbing cock into her mouth. She gulped it down without resistance, forcing her throat muscles to relax as more and more of his eight-inch prick slithered wetly between her lips, its enormous knobbed head almost making her gag.

"That's it, slut." Barry grinned, delightedly watching his meaty veined cock vanish into the kneeling housewife's mouth. He twisted his hips in gyrating motions that made her give a muffled gasp as her full pink lips were stretched even wider. He began to pump, his voice a harsh urgent grunt. "Now slide your head back and forth and suck on it real hard like you always do. Maybe then I'll give you a real treat!"

They were in the kitchen of Gloria's modest two-story house. The place was empty except for the two of them – Sammi and Joel weren't due back from school for an hour yet, and Ben wouldn't leave the office until nearly suppertime. Two bags of groceries were slumped on the kitchen table where Barry had left them, and his work smock lay in a crumpled heap over a chair. He stood with his jeans bunched at his knees, and hadn't even given Gloria time to drop her purse. It still dangled at her side as she knelt before him, its heavy weight jouncing against her hip as she greedily increased the friction of her mouth over his cock, gobbling at it with insatiable hunger.

Dimly, she knew, she should have been ashamed of herself. A supposedly happy, normal housewife with two wonderful children and an adoring husband being treated this way by her own grocery boy! It was humiliating!

But then, maybe that was why she enjoyed it so much. Since her thrity-ninthth birthday three months earlier, Gloria had begun to suspect that everything was a little bit too wonderful.

Too perfect. She was bored as hell.

Maybe that was why she'd impulsively seduced Barry two weeks ago, wearing her slinkiest nightgown and practically shoving her tits in his face until finally he got the message. Maybe that was why she'd suddenly jerked the nightgown off and begged him to fuck her, pleaded for his cock like some kind of horny man-hungry spinster. Maybe that was why she luxuriated in groveling before the teenager now, sucking furiously on his prick and creaming wildly… at the realization that he could do anything with her he wanted.

Gloria was a happy, attractive wife and mother who couldn't have had a better life. But for some reason, especially since her thrity-ninthth birthday, that wasn't enough, not nearly enough.

"Oh yeah, you fucking slut, eat it!" Barry groaned, his muscular body spasming with increasing wrenches. "Sucking bitch, I'm gonna fuck your mouth and shoot my wad right down your throat! That's what you want, isn't it? Fuck me, cunt! Show me how bad you want it – oh shit, oh shit yeahhh…"

Gloria couldn't help it. Even as the teen's body thrashed and pounded his cock like a gouging spear into her mouth, she gobbled all the more willingly. To Barry she was nothing more than a cock-hungry housewife who'd do anything for satisfaction. And deep down, that's all she really was. Her cunt was gushing hot bursts of juice that made her groan and suck for more, lusting for the fragrant loads of cum that boiled up in his hefty ball sac.

Delighted at her response, Barry drove his prick in the woman's mouth with cruel stabbing lunges that tore her lips apart. In the past two weeks, he'd discovered that he could do anything he warned with Mrs. Wilson – anything at all.

It was like a dream come true. The most attractive woman he'd ever known, she was beautiful enough to have stepped right out of a magazine centerfold. And as if that wasn't enough, she had a body to match. The biggest pair of tits of any of his customers, with a pussy that could clamp around his prick and fuck all day. In fact they'd done just that once or twice when she knew her family was going to be gone several hours.

At first, he'd hardly believed his luck. Mrs. Wilson wasn't like the giggly girls he usually dated. She didn't play prick-teasing games didn't turn him on one, moment and off the next. And she didn't have one of those tight pussies that made his prick, sore after a little fucking, either. Instead, her cunt was snug but resilient, capable of fucking for hours at a time. He'd even discovered that she could control her cunt muscles, make her pussy squeeze on his cock with a steady rhythm that seemed to suck the jizz right out of him.

But best of all, she was willing to do anything. It was like having his favorite movie star come to life, wanting only to be his slave.

"I'm gonna cum!" he gasped suddenly, pistoning his prick in and out of that soft slurping mouth with new intensity. "Suck it, Mrs. Wilson! Suck my load up – oh fuck, yeah, yeah, yeahhh!"

Gloria felt his cock ripple and moaned as he jammed it down her throat, writhing. The first blast of cum ripped across her tongue and was followed instantly by another, then another. She gulped again and again, trying to keep up with the teenager's fountaining jism and not lose a drop. Sucking harder than ever, she bobbed her head insatiably back and forth, swallowing it all.

Only when the last little twitches had subsided and Barry had slumped grunting against her face did she at last release, his wet prick and draw back with a sexy smile.

"Now it's your turn, Mrs. Wilson. That was good for starters, but I've got lots on my mind for today. Get out of those clothes so I can really show you a good time!"

"I'd love to, darling," Gloria purred, her soft brown eyes lingering lovingly on his limp, shrunken cock. "But you were in such a hurry, I haven't even had time to put away the groceries! The milk…"

"Fuck the milk!" he retorted, knowing in a deep, half-conscious way that he was acting just the way she wanted him to act. "I said strip, bitch! Let me see if your pussy's hot enough for some real fucking. And I want to suck on those big tits some more too. Come on, give it to me baby. I haven't got all day!"

Abruptly he reached out, grabbing roughly for the buttons of her blouse. His fingers caught in the light cotton material and Gloria's instinctive backward jerk did the rest. There was a ragged tearing sound and the front of her blouse feel in tatters to expose the overflowing D-cups of her bra. Barry hissed in a breath, a little scared by what he'd done but mesmerized by the spectacle of those huge, out thrusting tits.

"My, we are in a hurry today, aren't we?" she said, pulling the shredded garment the rest of the way off and enjoying his stare. "Well then, I guess I'd better not keep you waiting any longer. Are these what you're after?" Slowly, with the grace of a strip-teaser, she reached up and unfastened her bra. It fell loose, and she shrugged it off.

Barry's eyes bulged slightly as those big perfect tits burst free, joggling and straining out with a sheer hugeness that never failed to make him goggle. They were the kind of tits a guy never expected to see except in re-touched photographs. Jutting firm and unsagging, despite their size, they swelled and peaked into the fattest, pinkest nipples he'd ever seen.

With a sound almost like a whimper Barry scurried forward, bending and thrusting his face to an offered tit. His mouth fastened on a blossoming bud, and Gloria gasped as he began to suck her fat, rubbery nipple with loud smacking noises.

"Ahhh," she approved, wiggling to push her slacks down over rounded hips and a full, ripe ass. "That's it, baby. Warm me up for some real fucking, suck on my titties like a little baby, just the way you love best. Eat them up for me… oh darling, yesss…"

He slurped at one throbbing tit, his hands cupping the huge pale mound and his head twisted sideways to watch as she squirmed entirely out of the slacks and lay back, spreading her legs wide.

Immediately one of Barry's hands leaped to her thick, damp brown pussy curls. His fingers plowed into their downy richness and plunged along her slitted cunt.

"Ummm," she sighed and arched as he strummed her pussy with familiar strokes, his fingertips dipping along her, sopping cunt to find the stiff hooded button of pleasure that was her clit. He located that hard erect nub and began to twang it like a guitar string, rolling his thumb over the juicy clit until her whole body was vibrating in reaction, surging and undulating on the tiled kitchen floor.

Urged by the woman's groans, Barry suddenly shoved two fingers deep into her now soaked pussy.

She gave a little wail and lurched up. He began to move his fingers in and out in a fucking motion, working them deeper and deeper as be sucked at the straining nipple in his mouth. Christ, was Mrs. Wilson hot today!

Abruptly he plucked his fingers from that grasping cunt and released her tit, grinning as she panted in frustration and sank back grasping. His cock was already bobbing up to full hardness again, and he gave a breathless sigh.

"What's the matter, Mrs. Wilson? You too horny to wait for the real thing? Hey, I know what: if you can't wait for my prick to get hard enough, how about putting on a show to help it along? Yeah, I want to see how you do it when I'm not around to stuff that pussy of yours. Show me how you fuck yourself when you haven't got a real prick!"

With those words he grabbed one of Gloria's bands and shoved it between her slick thighs, forcing it against her melting cunt.

For a instant she hesitated, shocked by the suggestion. It was almost as if he'd read her mind. She did masturbate, especially on the long lonely afternoons when the house was empty. On those afternoons, lying stretched out nude on her bed with one hand plucking at her sharp-pointed tits while the other surged over her pussy, she masturbated just like some kind of horny teenager who never got any cock at all. At those times she did not even remotely resemble a satisfied housewife who was getting fucked four times a week by her husband and every chance she got from her grocery boy!

Something had to be wrong with her. Over the past weeks Gloria hadn't been able to think of anything but fucking and sucking. Almost every night lately she made Ben fuck her, not letting him get to sleep until he'd unloaded his sweet cum in her at least twice and preferably three times. Then, the very next day, she'd head straight for Hatcher's Grocery to buy an unnecessary bundle of items for Barry to deliver. If Barry was busy, she went home and sprawled out on her bed and finger-fucked herself into oblivion until night when it started all over again with Ben.

She was going fuck-crazy. It was all she could think about, all she wanted to do. Just because she'd turned thirty-nine and begun to feel that something as missing from her life, some deep unconscious urge had made her decide to fill that gap, with hard, pumping cock. She couldn't help it. And she certainly couldn't stop, not now that she'd gotten started.

"Ahhhh…"

Almost of its own accord Gloria's hand began to respond. She squirmed, mashing the heel of her palm against her itching cunt.

"Uhh – is… is this what you want, darling?" she managed, sliding her fingers along the plump flared lips of her pussy and easing them into its slot. "I'd rather have your prick doing this, but if you really want to see how I relax when you aren't here, just watch!" Accepting his dare without the least shred of inhibition, she glided her fingers into her pussy, just as he'd been doing a moment before.

Barry shifted position and knelt between her out-flung legs, watching in rapt fascination. He'd never seen a woman jerk herself off before, and hadn't really expected even Mrs. Wilson to do it right in front of him like this. But it was obvious by now that she was willing to try anything. Shit, she was even enjoying it!

Amazed once more at her sheer abandon, he watched two fingers slide up into her pink lipped pussy, and then a third. All three fingers moved in and out, slick with juices and smacking with a suction-like noise as they pushed her cuntlips wide apart and wedged themselves tight, just like a big fucking cock.

By now Gloria was so horny that she delighted openly in his stare, parting her legs as wide as she could and giving him an unobstructed view. She lunged up on her fingers, moving them in and out with increasing friction and forcing them apart to splay her cuntmouth open, unashamedly displaying the frothy furnace of her pussy.

"It – ahhh, it's so good, baby," she groaned, lewdly slipping her pinky down to dip into her ass crevice and tease her wet pink asshole as she finger-fucked herself for him.

"Oh fuck," he muttered, gazing steadily as Gloria's finger wriggled into her juice greased asshole and started to pump there as well. "You're really cock-hungry today, aren't you Mrs. Wilson? How about some of the real thing now? How would you like to fuck this a while?"

Edging forward, he pushed his inflamed prickhead against the writhing woman's hand and let it push between her thighs, probing at her finger-filled cunt.

"Yes!" she hissed quivering and hunching on her fingers even more frantically at that offer. "Fuck me, Barry! Fuck me now! I'm going to come – oh baby, pleeeease!" Her slick hand darted out and grabbed his cock in an effort to stuff it into her.

But Barry laughed and pulled back, enjoying his power over the hot housewife too much to end their session with that same old routine. Instead, she'd given him an idea he'd only read about in books, never dreaming of actually being able to try it out with a girl. But of course, he'd never known a girl like Mrs. Wilson before. Right now she'd do anything for some cock, and they both knew it.

"Okay, but not like that." He grinned wider than ever. "I think I want to do it dog-style this time. Yeah, that's it. That's how to fuck a horny bitch like you. Like a doggy!"

Then his hands were pulling at Gloria, rolling her onto her stomach. She complied eagerly, aware that she was abusing herself totally before this teenaged boy but unable to stop herself. At the moment this was just what she wanted – to be treated like a dog, to be used and fucked until she had her fill… if that was possible!

"Damn you, hurry! Is this better!"

She sprawled on the floor, on all fours, her ass jutting up and out with blatant invitation.

"Yeah, lots better." Barry squeezed and kneaded her taut pliant asscheeks prying them apart to expose her asshole and cunt entirely as his prick wagged up, spearing its bloated head for that now-familiar hair-trimmed pussy.

She let out a long happy groan and began to undulate, clamping her cunt muscles down on the teenager's concrete-hard prick and screwing herself tightly onto it.

"Ohhh baby, babyyy…"

Her voice was a whimper of joy, and Barry almost gave in to the cock-sucking vise of her velvety cunt as it slid over his prick as she started to weave back and forth, her big, beautiful tits dangling, the stiff, inch-long nipples practically brushing the floor.

But he had another idea altogether. The sight of Mrs. Wilson's clenched asshole winking up at him was too good to pass up. He let his cock slither in and out of her juicy cunthole just long enough to get it good and greasy. Then he jerked out suddenly, laughing at her disappointed gasp.

"What's wrong, Mrs. Wilson? You wantin' something?"

"You-you bastard, you know I do!" Gloria wailed urgently, wiggling her hips in frustration and clawing the floor to keep from sobbing. "Get your cock back in me before I explode! Oh God, I've got to have your prick right now! Hurryyyy!" She arched backward in spasms of interrupted fervor. Both her pink cream-drenched holes flared like hungry mouths.

Barry chuckled. "Sure thing, bitch. That's just what I'm going to do. You're gonna get all the cock you can handle, starting right now. I'm gonna fuck the shit right out of you and I mean for real!"

With those warning words and his chuckle still echoing, he gently placed the tip of his cock against her slick, glistening asshole and heaved.

"Aaaaah!"

Gloria shrieked, her cry a mixture of agony and delight as his meaty prick rammed several enormous inches of its thick shaft up her asschute. She hadn't been expecting to get it this way, and there was an instant of incredible pain as her ass muscles were ripped apart to take the surprise intruder.

Gasping with exertion, Barry hovered a moment with his prick half-buried up the tightest little slot he'd ever had it into. "How – uhh! – how's that feel, Mrs. Wilson? Is that enough cock for you? Hell, I think you can take lots more!"

He heaved again, and this time Gloria screamed. Inch after monstrous inch of veined prick was shoved up her wrenched-open asshole. For a brief instant she thought she was going to pass out from the tearing hugeness of it. But then instinct took over. Her ass muscles relaxed just a bit, and his prick sank to its fur matted base inside her pussy.

"Oh, fuck!" Barry could hardly believe he'd done it. His cock was totally sheathed up the older woman's asshole, and she wasn't even complaining! "Wow, you've got a tight ass! Oh man, it's tighter than any pussy I ever fucked, Mrs. Wilson! Now I'll get it nice and lose, so we can do some real fucking, just like you want. Yeah… oh yeah…"

His hips hunched, inching his cock out by degrees and working it back in with harsh, wrenching gyrations.

"Aaannhh – guuuuuh!"

Though she hadn't been ass-fucked for years, the memories quickly returned. The first stabs of pain dwindled rapidly, and almost before she knew it Gloria was hunching back in rhythm to his thrusts, reaming herself out on his delicious ass-gouging prick until its whole length was riding in and out. His sagging balls slapped against her gaping pussy, and every time the length of his cock vanished into her ass she let out a groan. Within moments she was groaning almost continually, caught up with rapturous abandon in the most delicious ass-fucking she'd ever had!

"Unnh-unnggh-ohhh, that-that's it!" she sobbed, see-sawing a frenzy of unashamed bliss. "Fuuuu… fuck my asshole, oh sweet Jesus, fuck me baby! Yes, yes! Mmmaaahhhhhh…"

Ass-fucking was one of the things Ben had given up shortly after their marriage. He thought it hurt his precious new bride and Gloria had never worked up the nerve to explain that she enjoyed it. But Barry had no such ideas and her cries now only made him increase his pumping until the sound that rose from her throat was one long wail of pure ecstasy as she plunged back for his cock.

"Aaaannnnggggh…"

Grunting for breath, he clutched her hips and pounded faster than ever in that damp, slippery, taut channel. His balls slapped loudly against the housewife's drooling cunt, and with a gleeful cry he urged her on.

"Take it all, slut! Take every fucking inch, just like it's the last prick you're ever gonna get! Oh-oh fucking shit, you're really going now! I can feel your ass sucking me right up! Jeez, that feels… I'm gonna cum! Gonna cum, bitch! Right up your asshole… hunnh!" A sound like a growl tore from Barry's throat and he lunged viciously as his balls began tingling their frantic warning.

Gloria sensed it too, and that made her seesaw even harder. Dimly she realized that of all the things she'd done these past weeks, this was the most debasing. Letting herself be fucked in the ass by this horny teenaged boy – and loving every second of it! She bucked wildly, groveling with frank sensuality as her sopping pussy burst. Barry gave a loud husky groan, and Gloria shrieked.

The teen's entire body shuddered, and hot, steamy jism blasted in a long spurting geyser up her ass. His prick soared up, twitching in its tight sheath and a second blast followed, then a third and a fourth.

Groaning and twitching in mutual orgasm, they humped and twisted on the kitchen floor in an oblivion of surging climax. Thick, syrupy streams of fizz flooded her ass channel, and she reeled in a delirium of climax like nothing she'd known for years.

"Ohhh… oh shi-i-i-it…" Barry gasped, lolling as the last of his cum was soaked up in her sweet, tight, sucking asshole. It was the best fucking he'd ever had.

"Uhhhhhmmmmm…" Purring, Gloria undulated on his prick in a haze of wonderful fulfillment. Dazed with satisfaction, she sank to the floor in a heap.

His prick slid from her ass with a wet plop.

"Baby… baby, that was… aaaaaaa hhhhh…"

A little splatter of jism leaked from her puckered asshole. She reached down to lovingly finger and caress the cream-bloated rim of her ass with blatant enjoyment.

Barry grinned. At last, rising on weak wobbly legs, he reached to pull his jeans up. "Glad you liked it, Mrs. Wilson. Shee-it, you sure know how to fuck! Next time you need some groceries, I'm gonna have trouble deciding what part of you I want to fuck most!"

His off-hand admiration made her smile, and she licked her puffy lips as she zipped his jeans and turned for his smock. "Then… ahhh, then you'll just have to fuck everything, won't you? Not that I'll mind, of course."

Slipping into his smock, Barry had to shake his head in disbelief as the voluptuous brunette stroked her ass and pussy with loving care. "Wow, you never get enough! But we'll see what we can do about that. After all, Mr. Hatcher wouldn't like it if I didn't satisfy his best customer! Just let me know, Mrs. Wilson, next time you want your order filled…"

With that last joking comment, he headed for the door.

"I will," came Gloria's voice behind him. "And it will be sooner than you think, darling."

Grinning, Barry headed back for work.

Temporarily sated, Gloria merely smiled in anticipation as he walked out.