Donna Allen
I saw mom sucking

CHAPTER ONE

She had the teen standing between her legs. His head was bent, his eyes on her face as she worked her lips over his cock. He was still a little shy and Barbara was amused. She liked them a little shy. Just shy enough to make it fun.

She sat on the couch in the motel room with the teen's cock in her mouth.

His name was Mark, and she'd picked him up in a shopping center less than an hour ago. Now she had his jeans and Jockey shorts down

at his ankles and his beautiful cock in her mouth.

His big prick.

She'd thought he'd be big because of the bulge in his crotch. She liked her cocks big. The teen was only eighteen, but he had a lovely cock. He was obviously uneasy about being with an older woman. She was old enough to be his mother. She had a son about his age at home.

She used her hands as she sucked. One hand held his balls and the other hand stroked his cockshaft or rubbed up and down his thigh or moved around to feel his hard little ass. She loved touching his young body. She, loved holding his balls in her hand while she sucked his prick.

Her mouth filled with his cock, she glanced up at him a moment to see the pleasure in his face. His eyes were on her cock-stuffed mouth. She wore a bright-red lipstick today, and now she had most of it on his cock. She wondered how old he thought she was. He was a good-looking kid. A good-looking teen with a gorgeous circumcised cock.

His prick was so hard and his balls so full in her hand. His balls had a lovely young smell, funky and exciting. She thought of eating his ass, but she didn't know how clean he was. She

touched his asscrack, probed the groove to find his asshole. She tickled his asshole as she sucked his fat prick.

Boys this age always turned her on. They were perfect. Old enough to fuck and young enough to have an endless supply of jism. She loved having her mouth stuffed with a hard young prick. She moaned around his prick, her tongue rolling over his cockhead. How marvelous it was that he hadn't spurted yet. She'd thought she'd get a mouthful as soon as she started sucking him, but he obviously had some staying power. She debated with herself about whether to bring him off. She loved the taste of jism. The first load with a kid this age was always rich and creamy. She worked her tongue along the underside of his cock. His prick was drenched with her saliva, throbbing between her lips. His cockknob was lovely, fat and clean and beautifully shaped. She had such a passion for sucking on gorgeous cocks.

You're a naughty girl, she thought. You're a terrible woman to bring a teen like this to a motel room. She quivered at the pleasure of it as she gently twisted his balls in her hand.

Finally she pulled her mouth off his cock. He made a sound of frustration in his throat. His prick vibrated in front of her eyes like an angry

serpent.

She looked up at him and smiled. "I'm still dressed. I'll get my clothes off and you can finish undressing. Don't you think that would be better?"

His face flushed, he nodded. She rose. She could feel her pussy twitching. She was so hot for cock. She had no reservations about making it with a teenager. Society might not approve, but she knew there were millions of women who would jump at the chance to have sex with a teen. A kid like this could go on for hours. He had a beautiful body. His eyes were so hot for her as she stripped her clothes off.

He had himself naked before she did. He stared at her lush body as she finally tossed the last of her clothing away. She smiled at him, then glided aver to him and took his cock in her hand.

"I like your body," she said.

"And I like yours," he murmured.

She ran her hands over his muscular arms and chest. She could feel his cock throbbing in her hand. He was a strong kid, a lovely build, strong anns and thighs. She tickled the underside of his cock with her fingers. She pressed her tits against his chest. She knew she had a good

body, and she could ace the confirmation in his eyes. She had full gourd-shaped tits and a firm round ass. Lush. A woman in her prime. What she needed was his cock. His young prick. His hard fucker now twitching in her hand. She felt her pussy throb with anticipation.

She was amused at the way he pretended to be so nonchalant about the whole thing. She wondered if he'd ever fucked with a grown woman before. Some of the boys she picked up were experienced with older women, but usually they weren't. She could feel her cunt juice dripping on the insides of her thighs. She based him again, stroking his prick, rubbing her fingers over his cockhead. She wouldn't take his cock in her cunt just yet. It was always better to wait. What she wanted now was a gallon of cum in her mouth. She wanted the taste of his hot jism on her tongue.

She went down on him again. This time she made him lie down on the bed, and she crawled between his legs to take his cock in her mouth. He pulled two pillows under his head and bent his neck to watch her.

Go on and watch it, she thought. She liked it when they watched her. She could feel the weight of her tits as they hung down from her chest. Her nipples were as stiff as spikes, the

points thrusting out aggressively.

She took her time. She fucked his cock slowly with her mouth, up and down, her lips forming a tight slippery ring. She held his heavy balls in one hand. She used the other hand to squeeze and fondle the base of his cockshaft. Her fingers moved constantly. His prick twitched and throbbed, his hot cock flesh filling her mouth. It was better this way than standing up. This way, she could rock her whole body as she mouth-fucked him.

She used her mouth as though it were a cunt. She wished she had as much control over her cuntlips as she had over her mouth. How lovely it would be to be able to grip a cock with her cuntlips like this when it was in her pussy. She quivered with anticipation as she thought about what it would be like when, he fucked her.

The boy's cock was bloated now. He was always ready to shoot. She slowed down. She tickled his balls and rubbed around his cock bush. Her cunt raged with need. She stopped sucking his prick and smiled at him.

"You can come if you want. Come in my mouth the first time, and then we'll play some more. Would you like that?"

He grunted his agreement as her hand continued stroking his prick. She laughed and

leaned forward to whisper in his ear. She told him how much she liked his cock. She said he was a handsome boy and she loved having him on a bed. She kissed him. She was old enough to be his mother, but he was making her feel like a teenager again. She couldn't wait to fuck him. She was so horny. But she knew it would be better if she sucked him off first. Then they could have their little party. What a honey he was.

She moved down again to suck his cock. His prick tasted so delicious. She told herself she was cock-crazy. She sucked on the tip of his prick as she pumped his cockshaft with her hand. She touched her clit, scooped some of the pussy juice out of her cunt gash and rubbed it over his hairy balls and around his asshole. Then her finger slipped inside his tight little shitter. She loved finger-fucking them in the asshole while they shot off in her mouth.

He groaned as she churned her finger around in his ass. She sucked his cock and diddled his asshole, and before long he cried out to warn her he was coming.

She was ready far it. She kept her lips on the tip of his cock as a geyser of jism shot out of his piss hole. Hot and thick and plentiful. His cum. She loved it. She milked him with her

fingers, squeezing his cock, draining the last drops. And all the while, she had her other hand under his ass, her middle finger deep inside his asshole to push and prod and make sure she received everything he had.

Later, he told her he'd never had someone's finger in his ass while they blew him. She got him to admit he liked it. She lay on the bed with her legs spread and her fingers tickling her pussy. The boy was on his back beside her. She reached over and pinched his cock.

"You could do something for me now," she suggested.

"What's that?"

"You could show me how good you are at sucking pussy."

She'd learned it was always better to ask for it. The boy didn't mind. He showed no great enthusiasm, but at least he didn't mind. She didn't care about his enthusiasm. Boys were never good at cunt-lapping. Older men were always better than boys at sucking pussy. But she wanted the kid's mouth on her cunt. She licked her lips as he went down on her. She pulled her knees back to her tits and watched his tongue stroke up and down on her cunt slit. Using her fingers, she opened her pussy for him.

"On my clit, honey. Do it right on my clit."

What they didn't know, they could learn. She told him what she wanted. She kept her cuntlips spread apart with her fingers as he licked and sucked her clit. She never came quickly. She loved having her pussy eaten out, but it usually took forever to make her come. She doubted she would make it now. He'd have a sore tongue before he brought her off. She didn't care. His cock would soon be ready again, and she'd get a good fuck out of him. With a boy, the best thing was the fucking. They weren't much good at anything else unless they were instinctive lovers. Some of them knew how to please a woman. Some of them were heavenly. Hard cock and hungry mouth and clever hands.

She wondered what time it was. Maybe four o'clock. In an hour and a half, she'd be home, and she'd have a bath and get dinner ready for Clay. Her one and only. Her son Clay was the only real man in her life, the only one she cared about. She hadn't seen his father since the divorce, shortly after Clay was born. She hoped the sonofabitch was in jail somewhere.

Clay was all she had. And the dress shop. The little boutique. She owned and ran a fancy little dress shop that provided her and Clay with a decent life. She liked having a decent life. She liked her pleasures. She liked having her cunt

sucked by teenaged boys. This one was better than most. What was his name again? Marty? No, it wasn't Marty, it was Mark. She told herself she was so crazy. She ought to at least know who was sucking her pussy.

She finally pushed his face away from her cunt. He sat up on his haunches, and she saw that his cock was like iron again. She smiled at him as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Rolling over on her belly, she rose up on her knees and told him to get his cock in her pussy from behind.

"Fuck it in deep and hard," she said. "I like it deep and hard."

She moaned as his cock fucked in. He had a good prick, thick enough to stretch her cuntmouth. A shudder went through her body as she felt his balls slap against her clit. Oh, yes! She reached underneath as he started fucking her. She grabbed his balls and rubbed them over her clit each time he shot forward. His big prick stuffed her cunt channel. She loved getting fucked from the rear. She arched her back to make her ass more prominent. She moaned as his cock fucked smoothly in and out of her drenched cunt. His hands squeezed her asscheeks. His fingers kneaded her ass flesh.. She loved it. He was a good fucker. There was

nothing in the world as nice as a healthy teenaged stud ramming her cunt from behind. His balls were full again, heavy in her hand. He had another load of jism for her. His cock filled her cunt channel so deliciously. His hot cock fucked in and out of her cunt hole like a greased piston.

She urged him on, told him to fuck harder, churned her cunt around on his sliding prick. He was good. Young and hard. His hands were good on her ass. She was always amazed at how good they fucked when they were really just babies. She moved her knees farther apart and arched her back into a deeper curve. Now her tits were on the mattress. The boy grunted at he rammed her cunt. She still held his balls. He was close, but not too close for something else. Yes, she did want it. She told him to stop fucking her.

He showed his disappointment. "Jesus! What for?"

She pulled away from him and a quiver went through her as his cock slipped out of her cunt. "We can do something a little different."

"Like what?"

"How about the other place?"

He smiled. "You want me to fuck your ass?"

"Use a little soap."

She waited for him while he went to the bathroom

to get some soap on his cock. When he returned, she was on her hands and knees again, her ass stuck out, her asshole waiting. Usually, she wouldn't let them fuck her ass, because when they were young like this they were too rough. And most of them weren't that interested in it, anyway. That was something else the older men did better. Older men knew how to suck a pussy and they paid more attention to a woman's ass. But she was very turned on now, and she wanted to be ass-fucked.

The boy moved behind her on the bed. No more protests. She was giving him something special. She hunched down, resting her face on her forearms and spreading her knees apart. She felt his hands on her ass. Then she felt his hard cock pushing at her asshole. She groaned as he fucked in. He knew how. This boy was no novice at ass-fucking. He slowly fucked his cock up her burning asshole. She loved it. She loved being bent over like a dog to get a stiff cock fucked up her ass.

He clutched her asscheeks. He made sounds of pleasure in his throat. She reached underneath to rub her pussy. His prick felt marvelous in her shitter. She squeezed his cock with her asshole at intervals. Each time he pulled back, she squeezed a little to suck on his prick with

her asshole. No, there was nothing like it. When the cock was good and the guy knew what he was doing, there was nothing better.

She hoped he'd last awhile. Her hole was opening more and more, and she knew that soon it would be nothing but bliss. Lord, how delicious it was! She was sorry she couldn't see his face. She was sorry she couldn't see his pleasure. His cock felt like a baseball bat. Long and thick and stuffing her ass guts to capacity. She groaned as he pulled back and then groaned again as he fucked in. Her fingers worked continually in her pussy, rubbing her clit, massaging her cuntlips, probing the inside of her cunt mouth. But it was her ass where-the great feeling remained. The pressure, the stretching, the lovely feel of a hot cock sliding in her shitter.

The boy continued to work, fucking her asshole, screwing his hips around as he pumped in and out. He surprised her with his skill. My lucky day, she thought. God bless that shopping center where she'd picked him up. She never touched any of the boys in the neighborhood where she and Clay lived. That was much too dangerous. She didn't want any of the neighbors getting their noses in her private life. The fact that she liked young cock was nobody's business except her own. Young cock, indeed. The

younger, the better! This boy was delicious.

He was ready now. She could feel it in the way he was thrusting.

"Go on," she urged. "Fuck me harder and shoot your jizz up my ass."

She held his balls so she could feel them jump. Then he was coming, snorting as he shot off in her ass guts, his balls jumping on her fingers as the hot jism spurted out of his piss hole. She tightened her asshole around his prick to milk him. What a great little fucker he was! And his balls were still solid. He had some more cock cream for her if she wanted it.

She did want it.

When he finally pulled his cock out of her ass, she went to the bathroom to get a wet towel. She came back to him and cleaned his prick. A shudder ran through her as she felt his jism leaking out of her stretched asshole and onto the motel mattress. Let the motel worry about it. Then she went down on his prick, treating him gently at first, and then gradually working him up to get him stiff again. She had no trouble at all. She knew how to use her mouth and fingers on a young cock.

When he was ready, she jacked him off into her mouth. She pumped him dry, sucking on the tip of his cock to get the last of his jism.

The boy was in heaven. He lay back on the bed with a blissful smile on his face.

Barbara wiped her cummy mouth and shivered with contentment as she lay down next to him.