"Billy_s hot mother" - читать интересную книгу автора (Allen Donna)

CHAPTER THREE

"I'm having trouble sleeping," she said, bringing her legs up onto the bed. "Talk to me, Son."

She gazed at where his crotch was under the sheet. There was a definite bulge throbbing under the fabric. She caught his eye and mother and son smiled.

"Were you doing something naughty when I walked in?" she said.

He grinned and smirked. "Ah, Mom!"

"It's a little light in here, isn't it?" she said, dimming the lamp next to his bed. She was aware of her nakedness and the moisture between her legs. She lit another cigarette and offered him a puff. "We haven't had a talk in a long time."

"What should we talk about?"

"You're growing up so fast," she said. "My little boy is getting to be a man."

"Ah, Mom…" he said. "I haven't been a kid for years."

She stroked his bare arm and brought his hand up to her lips. She kissed his fingers one by one and heard the teenage boy suck in his breath.

"You're a good-looking boy, Billy," she said.

The boy said nothing. She sucked his index finger into her mouth and pressed her lips against the palm of his hand. "Does this do anything for you?" she whispered.

He snickered. "It's turning me on, if that's what you mean."

"Do you mean you're getting turned on when I do this?" She sucked his little finger into her mouth and tapped her tongue over the tip.

"Shit, yeah!"

"But I'm your mother and practically an old lady," she giggled.

"You're not so old and you're still beautiful."

She nibbled on his fingers. "All boys think their mothers are beautiful. Do you really think I'm pretty?"

He nodded and snuggled closer to her. "All my boyfriends think so too. They think you're prettier than any of the other mothers."

"Even Jack Donaldson's mother?" Angie Donaldson was a beauty.

"Yeah. We took a vote once and you won."

"You have no idea how good that makes me feel, honey," she purred.

She reached out and caressed his cheek. She draped her arm around his neck and drew his face down to her boobs. Using one hand to open her robe, she directed his mouth down to her tits and offered him a long, pink nipple.

"Mom!"

"Suck it, darling!"

He groaned and sucked her nipple into his mouth.

"That's lovely, darling," she said. "That's just what Mother needs."

His lips parted and she fed him her boobs. She pressed her soft flesh between his teeth and she gasped as he began sucking. "Now this one," she hissed, pulling her tit away and substituting the other one.

She guided his free hand to her other jug and he kneaded and squeezed it while he licked her tit. Her pussy was wet and hot and she felt a tiny orgasm rage through her.

"You made Mother come," she whispered when she caught her breath.

"Honest?"

"Yes, darling, you did? Aren't you proud of yourself?"

Nodding wordlessly, he continued munching away on her tits. She moved his hand from her tits to her cunt and opened, her thighs. Placing his hand against her gash, she sighed as he automatically began stroking her hot wet meat.

She moaned low in her throat when he touched her pussy-pulp. It was as if a bomb exploded when he touched her clit. He gazed at her with hot eyes, her tits still between his teeth.

"Did you come again?"

"Oh, darling, yes!"

She tangled her fingers in his hair and held his head while he continued sucking her nipple. He pressed his face inside her cleavage and sighed with excitement.

"I used to dream about this," he said.

"What did you dream?"

"When I was little I used to dream you let me suck your tits."

"Is that all?"

"Sometimes I dreamed you let me fuck you." His face turned crimson.

"Do you still dream that?"

"Sometimes."

"Would you like to fuck me now, darling?"

"Do you mean it, Mom?" he croaked. "Yes, I'd like that, honey."

He nuzzled her tits and gazed into her eyes. "You really mean it?"

"Yes, I do," she smiled. "But first kiss me."

Their lips met. They exchanged saliva and Lisa plunged her tongue into the teenager's mouth. His lips and tongue tasted sweet and pure and innocent.

She reached under the sheet and searched for his prick. She found it and clutched it in her hand. He groaned when she squeezed it. She loved the hardness of his rod and the fullness of his balls.

"You're nice and hard, darling," she said.

She squeezed his balls and his cock-root and wiped up the jism leaking out of his piss-slit. She threw the sheet to the side and gazed at his naked young body. Then taking a deep breath, she threw her robe open and watched his reaction.

His eyes widened at first. Then they narrowed as he drank in her tits and cunt and the curve of her thighs. She took his hand and moved it back between her legs.

"Oh, darling, touch me!"

She fondled his cock while he played with her pussy. She pulled his lips down and frenched him. He pried her cuntlips apart and stroked up and down her slit.

"Do you want to fuck me now, Son?" she said.

He gulped. "Now?"

She laughed. "Why not?"

"I don't know."

She stroked his fuck-slab and held his balls. "Are you scared?" she breathed, blowing her warm breath in his ear.

"I guess so," he muttered.

"If you don't want to do it…"

"Aw, Mom, it's not that!"

"Then what's the matter? Don't I turn you on?"

He turned crimson. "You know you do," he said quietly.

"Well, why don't you do it?" She ran her fingers lightly up and down his fuckpole. "Your cock seems to want to fuck me."

The boy grinned. "Aw, Mom!"

"Darling," she whispered, tonguing his ear.

"What?"

"Get over here."

She guided him until he hovered over her. She spread her thighs and stroked her pussy thicket. The dim light played over her creamy-skinned thighs and her tits wobbled when the bed moved.

The boy gazed at her huge mound-like boobs and the nipples capping them. She had slipped her robe off her arms and now she lay there totally naked.

She spoke in a husky voice, a voice unfamiliar to the boy. "Fuck me, darling. Mother needs it so badly."

His hand shaking, he brought his cockhead to the entrance of her cunt. It slipped to the side and landed on her thigh. He flushed and turned his head.

He tried again to get it in, but somehow couldn't manage the initial penetration. He looked dejected until she reached for his cock and forced the tip into her gash.

"You're in, darling!"

He breathed a sigh of relief and pushed forward as more of his prick wedged inside his mother's slit. In a moment he was all the way inside and his balls hugged her body.

She lifted her legs and encircled his waist. "Now fuck me, darling!" she sighed.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and caressed his hair. She raised her ass and brought herself up to meet his thrusts. Her cunt sucked on his teenage dick and he grunted.

"Jesus, Mom, I can't believe it!"

"What can't you believe?"

"I can't believe we're really fucking!"

"Are you sorry?"

"Shit, no!"

"You're a wonderful cocksman, Billy!"

"Honest, Mom?" and she nodded happily.

Perspiration dripped down his face as he stroked in and out of her tightly-clenched twat. They moved like two dancers, stroking and thrusting and rubbing deliciously together.

"Go slowly and make it last," she whispered. "Oh, darling, that's lovely!"

"I don't know how long I can last, Mom!" he said through clenched teeth.

"Keep going as long as you can, honey," she said. "Mother will come whenever you do, but it's so lovely I want it to last."

She pressed her thighs tightly around him, pulling his dick further inside her cunt. She gasped and told him to stroke harder and deeper.

He rammed forward, taking her breath away with the forcefulness of his thrusts. Her cunt convulsed and sucked on his prick and a violent tremor shook her being.

She grabbed his ass and dragged her fingernails over his flesh. She held him tightly against her, almost afraid that he would leave. Her cunt continued fluttering spasmodically and coated his cock with cunt-honey.

He stroked harder, stabbing her insides with his rod. It felt like a piece of steel inside her, rock-hard steel that thrilled her very depths.

She gazed up at the boy, excited at the sight of his muscular body straining to give her as much pleasure as he could. His thick curly hair spilled over his forehead and his teenage skin, almost hairless, made her heart ache.

She met his eyes and tried to see in their depths what he was thinking. She couldn't tell. "Do you feel guilty?" she said.

"No."

"I'm glad!"

"Do you?"

"No!"

"Darling, what can I do for you now?"

"Jesus, Mom, I can fuck you for a while longer."

"But what can I do for you?"

He grinned. "You're doin' it."

"Would you like me to suck your cock for awhile?"

"Sure!"

He withdrew from her and awkwardly stretched out on his back. He folded his arms over his chest and waited while she crouched between his legs.

His cock stood straight up like a slab of molten steel. She curled her fingers around it and squeezed. She kissed the juicy tip of his cockhead and slowly ran her tongue over the flared rim under his knob.

She tasted her own cuntjuice and his sweet tasting man-juice and hungrily sucked his entire cock-knob into her mouth. He closed his eyes and lay perfectly still as she gathered his ball-bag in her hand and caressed his jism-packed nuts.

His stiff cock filled her mouth. She loved the feel of his cockshaft on the tip of her tongue. She remembered how his cock had looked when he'd been born. Even as a small boy he'd had a good-sized dick.

Suddenly she wanted his balls in her mouth. She spit his cock out and sucked his entire ball sack into her mouth. The wanton act thrilled her. There was something life-giving about licking and sucking his balls. And she was his mother! Who was more entitled to do it than she?

The teenage boy stirred and opened his eyes. He groaned when she sucked his prick back into her mouth. He raised his ass and began fucking her mouth.

"Stick your finger in my ass, Mom," he said.

"Of course!" Lisa giggled. She reached under his butt and slid her fingers into his asscrack. She stuffed her forefinger into his bung and wiggled it around.

"Good, darling?"

"Yeah, great."

"Do your girlfriends do this to you?" She moved her finger in and out of his butt while she tongued his balls.

"Naw."

"Did anyone ever do it to you?"

"Uh-huh."

She giggled again. "Then wherever did you get the idea?"

"I read about it in a magazine once."

"You adorable boy, you!" She slid the ring of her lips all the way down to the root of his prick. He groaned and she added a second finger to his asshole.

"I think I'm gonna shoot, Mom," he muttered.

She straddled him quickly, raising one leg and slipping his cock inside her snatch. She sank down and his cock completely disappeared in her body.

"Now it's mine!" she breathed. "Your cock is all mine, darling!"

"Jesus, Mom, that feels good!"

She worked her cunt-muscles around his dick as his glorious hardness filled her. She bounced up and down, deliberately letting her tits jiggle to give him a good show.

"Oh yeah!" he croaked.

His plum-sized cockhead rubbed her clit an the out-stroke. She reached underneath and clutched his balls. "Don't hold back, darling!" she said. "Come inside Mother!"

"Can I?"

"Yes! I want you to! I want to feel your juice inside me!"

Her cunt was stretched wide around his thick fuckpole. It always amazed her that the tiny hole could accommodate such a slab of muscle.

"Would you like to get on top of me?" she said. His hesitancy about shooting off made her think he might like to be more aggressive. His shy nod and his grin confirmed her thoughts. She rolled off his body and held out her arms. "Come on, darling! Get on top of Mother and fuck!"

He mounted her and quickly plunged his prick into her gash. Lisa put her arms around his neck and held him tightly. "I'm coming again, sweetheart! I'm coming again!"

She locked her thighs around his waist and they became as one. She jerked her ass up and down on the bed, moving like some fantastic machine.

He screwed in so hard, she thought her insides were torn. He roared and then he came, filling her insides with thick, hot spunk and splitting her in two with his thrusting dick.

It was like no orgasm she'd ever experienced. It seemed to last forever and engulfed every nerve ending in her body. He continued stroking until his balls were drained and then he collapsed heavily on top of her.

When he fell asleep, she tried to see the clock on his dresser. She knew she had to get back to bed soon. If she fell asleep in Billy's room they might be discovered.

After a while she tugged at his arm. "Wake up, darling."

"What! Oh, yeah, I guess I'm crushing you." He slipped off her body and rubbed his eyes, an embarrassed, but happy grin on his face.

Lisa quickly slipped into her robe and tied it tightly. She hugged him to her one last time and held his face against her tits. "This will be our secret, Billy."

"Sure, Mom," he mumbled.

"People wouldn't understand," she said, bending over and kissing him on the lips.

"I know," he said.

"But it was wonderful, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it sure was."

"I love you, Billy."

"I love you too, Mom."

"Sleep well, darling," she said, releasing the teenager and moving to the door. She blew him a tiny kiss. "I know I will."

By the time she closed the door he was already asleep.