"Horny mother" - читать интересную книгу автора (Laver Brian)

CHAPTER ONE

Beth James, her moist cunt twitching in anticipation, sipped her drink and listened as the young man talked about his sports car. She wasn't the least bit interested in the car that she had followed over to his apartment, but she didn't want to seem bored.

After all, at thirty-six she knew how to handle these young guys. As soon as she had spotted him in the bar she felt that familiar tingling in her cunt that told her she'd found a live one.

Of course the guy thought he had picked her up, but that was all part of her plan. Very often Beth wished she could be more aggressive. If she were a man with a hot chick within reach, she would be fucking her brains out.

"Uh, Bill…" she said at last, interrupting his dialogue about the car.

"Bob," he corrected her.

"Sorry," Beth said sweetly. "Could you get me another drink?"

"Oh, sure," he said eagerly.

Beth knew she would have to do something to hurry things along. Her crotch was soaked with hot juices and her tits were itching to be sucked, but this clod Bob was still talking about that stupid, little car of his.

Beth rearranged her legs on the couch, making sure that her skirt slid up her thigh. When she felt the cool air of the room on her wet panties she knew Bob would have a view of her nylon-encased cunt.

But when Bob brought her the drink, Beth noticed that he was pale and shaking slightly. Poor guy, she thought. She could see by the bulge in his pants that he was horny, but he was so shy.

"Sit here," Beth said to him as he handed her the drink.

That helped. Bob sat down close to Beth's simmering body. She leaned toward hint exposing her big knockers that pushed over the low neckline of her blouse.

"Gee, I must have drunk more than I thought," Beth said. "I feel really loose." To herself she added, If you don't do something soon, Bob, I'm going to go home and rub myself off!

Bob finally found the courage to put his arm around Beth's shoulders. As soon as he did, she thrust her face into his, her mouth slightly open.

Bob proved to be better at kissing than he was at seduction, Beth found as her tongue curled around his.

Beth gasped as she felt a hand on one of her huge tits. Not bad, she told herself as she felt Bob's fingers sink into the softness of her heaving tit.

At last Beth was going to get what she had set out for that evening. Ever since her husband died a few years ago, she'd been in need of more fucking tan she was able to get.

Since Beth was a terrific-looking chick, she had plenty of dates, but mere dates couldn't provide as much fucking as she required. She needed a hard cock to penetrate her cunt at least once a day – sometimes more, so she had taken to prowling the bars in search of stiff meat. Now it looked like this evening's hunting was about to pay off.

"Oh, Bob," Beth sighed. "I love the way you squeeze my tits!"

Bob kissed his way down Beth's neck, then moved his lips and tongue over her chest toward the overflowing tit-flesh. His hand forced more of her tit out of the low-cut blouse.

Beth grabbed Bob's head and buried his face into the foothills of her tits, and she trembled when Bob began fumbling with the buttons of her blouse.

"Um-m-m-m-m," Beth hummed in anticipation of the fuck that was coming.

Kissing the tops of the melons of flesh on Beth's chest, Bob started to open her blouse so he could reach the nipples that were still hiding in the blouse. When the buttons were all unfastened, he lifted his head and opened the blouse.

What he found made him gasp, and Beth smiled when she saw the young guy's expression of delight.

Because her tits sagged slightly, Beth wore a low-cut bra – the type that fit snugly and pushed the tits up. Now, since Bob handled the tits, Beth's nipples were rising over the white cups of the bra like suns rising over a mountain range.

Beth sat up suddenly and reached behind her, and her bra fell away from her tits.

"Nice tits!" Bob said.

Beth's jugs were beautiful. They drooped, but with their tremendous weight that was to be expected.

Bob scooped up a handful of tit and lifted it. Beth closed her eyes and concentrated on the joy spreading through her body.

Then Bob's head lowered again. Beth leaned back on the couch as she felt his mouth wrap around one erect nipple, while Bob took her other nipple between his fingers.

"Oh-h-h-h," Beth sighed with passion.

She ran her fingers through Bob's hair and let her skirt sag open. She knew that her skirt was hiked almost up to her crotch, and realized that Bob could see how her cunt was waiting.

Sure enough, Bob put his hand on her thigh as he continued sucking one tit. Beth's body tensed as she felt his fingers touch sensitive fish. After all, her thighs were the highways to her pussy!

Beth let her legs open farther as Bob's fingers began creeping toward the junction of her legs where her juicy cunt awaited.

Bob was proving to be a competent tit-sucker. He had Beth's huge and stiff nipples sucked into his mouth, and was flicking his tongue over it.

"You can really suck a tit beautifully," Beth whispered hoarsely.

"Thanks," Bob said as his mouth moved from one tit to the other. By this time Bob's fingers had arrived at the soaking crotch of Beth's undies. He pressed against the wet material, feeling the gaping slit of her flowing cunt.

"Ah-h-h-h-h," Beth moaned in a tit of lust.

Then Bob fucked his finger into the wet sheath that protected Beth's cunt. The spread twat was waiting for Bob's fingers to enter, but Bob merely ran his fingertips up and down the outer lips.

Nevertheless, Bob's experienced hands were making Beth squirm with profound passion. Although she was dying of lust, Beth appreciated a guy who knew how to go slowly.

"Let's go into the bedroom," Bob said.

"Yeah-h-h-h," Beth moaned.

Bob stood, showing Beth how huge the lump in his pants had grown. Beth took her tits into her hands as she followed him into the bedroom.

As soon as they were in sight of Bob's big bed, they both began stripping off their clothes. Beth's bra was still hanging from her shoulders in her opened blouse, but in less than a second she wiggled out of those garments.

Smiling at the way Beth's tits shook, Bob quickly undressed. Beth could see that he had a slim and muscular body, but she was eager to see his cock. Was it as big as it seemed as it throbbed in his pants?

When Beth bent over to pull down her skirt, her tits hung low. Then she stood to grab her bikini underpants, and her tits leaped up, quivered, then drooped again as she bent to push down her underpants.

With those quick motions, Beth's tits had put on a complete show for Bob's eager eyes.

Now Bob pulled down his pants and underpants together. When the waistband of his pants passed his crotch, his huge cock sprang out.

"What a beautiful prick," Beth gasped in awe.

It was true; Bob's prick was big, and it pointed right up at Beth's face, its wide head bobbing with every beat of Bob's heart.

Beth automatically took a step toward Bob. Her hand reached out as though she was going to shake his hand, but she grabbed his prick instead.

"Wow, it's jerking so powerfully!" Beth said as her fingers gripped the fat rod.

Bob grabbed one of her tits and kissed ha roughly.

Beth ran her hand down the shaft of the cock until she felt his pendulous balls. She let go of the cock long enough to lift his balls in the palms of her hand.

Then she began fingering his prick again. She loved compressing the spongy head in her hand, then feeling it inflate again as she released her grip.

Holding Beth close, Bob reached around her back and grabbed a handful of her ass. Like her tits, Beth's ass was slightly saggy, but it sagged with a gorgeous, sexy curve.

It was the perfect ass for completing a tight embrace.

Beth could feel the hot juice from her twat seeping down the tender skin inside her thighs. Bob's fingers were getting closer to that flowing gash as he moved his hand lower and lower, and Beth rose on her tiptoes so he could reach her cunt from behind. When Bob's fingers crept down the crack of Beth's ass and right into her crotch from behind, Beth even lifted one leg and wrapped it around Bob's hip.

Then she felt a finger enter her pussy.

"Ah-h-h-h-h!" she cried in lust.

But standing as they were, Bob couldn't reach very far up her twat. "Come here," Bob whispered… as he led Beth to the bed.

She lay on her back with Bob hovering over her. As he leaned against one of her tits, his mouth covered hers and his tongue slid into her mouth. But best of all, Bob grabbed Beth's plump crotch with a strong hand.

Spreading her legs, Beth invited Bob to finger-fuck her, and she didn't have to wait long. Bob curled his middle finger and guided it into the tight channel of Beth's cunt.

"M-m-m-m-m," Beth hummed, even though she was gagged by Bob's tongue. Her body convulsed. Beth's hips leaped up as though she were trying to devour Bob's finger with her cunt. She moved her hips in a circular motion, making the finger in her snatch stir her juice-filled cavern.

Although Bob held her tightly, Beth's body gyrated wildly. She couldn't help it; with a finger in her cunt, Beth was turned into a bitch in heat.

"A h-h-h-h-h-h, it-h-h-h-h," she moaned continuously, as Bob reached as high up her snatch as he could. He pressed the palm of his hand over the area where Beth's clit lay.

"Suck my tits," Beth begged.

Bob obeyed. He slid down her body until his face was bouncing over the hills of softness that were her tits. Bob had to catch a nipple in his mouth as they wobbled on Beth's writhing body.

Now that the excitement of a sucking mouth was added to the thrill of the finger in her cunt, Beth was reduced to a howling mass of shimmering flesh. Suddenly, Beth was overcome by a hunger for Bob's prick. She couldn't slide down his body to suck him; she couldn't bear to have her cunt left alone. But there was a solution to that problem. "Let me suck you," Beth said breathlessly.

Bob lifted his head from her tits. He saw Beth swing around on her ass, bringing her face to his cock and her cunt to his face. With her thighs still opened, Beth took Bob's twitching cock in both hands. She kissed the taut skin of the prick-knob. Then her tongue flashed, licking the head of the cock and sending a wave of ecstasy through the young guy.

Bob went for the gaping slice of hot aunt that was now inches in front of his nose.

They were both lying on their sides. Beth had her uppermost leg bent, the knee pointing up at the ceiling so that her crotch was free for exploration.

And Bob began exploring. Resting his head on her lower thigh, he stared into the hairy twat in front of him. The warm moist atmosphere bathed his face, and the odor of Beth's sweet aunt drippings made Bob's mouth water.

Although Beth's aunt was spread wide with excitement, Bob spread it even farther with his fingers. The pink inner lips smiled at him, and the darkness in her tunnel seemed inviting.

Bob liked the way Beth's inner lips were lined up on either side of her cave entrance as though protecting that deep pit. When Bob felt his prick slip into the hot, wet splendor of Beth's mouth, he moved his face to the waiting twat. As his prick lay on the soft pad of Beth's tongue, he stuck out his own tongue and licked her gaping cunt.

Beth's body tensed as Bob sent his tongue along the wiggling inner lips. That started Beth's hips gyrating again, but Bob held on to her thighs and kept his face pressed to her wet and hairy mound while his tongue drilled in her juicy cunt.

While he licked Beth's pussy, Bob was enjoying the greatest blow-job he'd ever received. Beth was still holding his prick in both hands, while the huge head pulsated in her mouth. Her tongue wiggled beneath the fat head, then circled it.

While sucking him, Beth held Bob's balls in a firm grip. Her other hand began sliding the loose skin of his shaft back and forth, but she slid it slowly. She knew how fast a guy could come with such treatment, and she wanted to save him fat fucking.

Then, while Bob reached high up Beth's cunt with his tongue, Beth began moving her head closer to his belly, forcing his cock right down ha throat.

Bob went wild with the cunt-lapping he was applying to Beth's pussy, but he didn't fail to notice his prick was sliding down her throat. It was a unique experience, and the sounds of Beth gasping for breath whenever she drew his prick out of her throat made it even more exciting.

Bob couldn't believe how deep down her throat Beth was taking his prick. He even thought he could feel her swallowing, wrenching his cock-head with the muscles of her throat.

That super blow-job was making Bob suck Beth's cunt with extra-special enthusiasm. His tongue moved from her deep tunnel to her clit and back again.

Then Beth began to slow her cock-sucking. She could tell that Bob was getting too excited, and she knew how good it was going to feel when his jism burst into her cunt. Even though she would have loved to drink his gsrn, she took his prick from her mouth.

Bob was still stirring her cunt with his tongue, so Beth clung to his prick, holding it to the side of her face as she enjoyed the cunt-lapping.

"Oh, I'm going to come!" Beth said suddenly.

Hearing that, Bob redoubled this efforts. His tongue pressed farther into the wet flesh within her cunt.

"Lick my clit!" Beth cried. "Yeah-h-h-h-h!"

Holding onto Bob's cock as though for dear life, Beth hit her pinnacle of ecstasy. "Ah-h-h-h!" she wailed. "Oh, God!"

Though Beth shook uncontrollably, Bob kept his tongue wiggling on the stiff bud of her clit.

"E-e-e-e-h-h-h-h!" Beth screamed. "Oh, I love having my curt licked till I come!"

Then Beth pushed Bob's face away front her crotch. Her cunt was still tingling with the effects of her orgasm, and she couldn't bear any more licking.

Bob lifted his face and smiled at the quivering chick, while Beth noticed how his checks and chin glistened with her juice.

"Fuck me," Beth said, holding her arms out to Bob.

Covering her body with his own, Bob rested an the shimmering piles of her soft tits. His prick touched her fuzzy, wet cunt. Then, lifting his hips and grabbing his cock with one hand, Bob expertly inserted the stiff rod into Beth's loosened tint.

"Oh-h-h-h-h," they both sighed in harmony as the prick parted the lips of Beth's pussy.

With such a fat, long cock in her, Beth felt like a butterfly pinned to a board for display. She was helpless on the stake of Bob's mighty cock.

And when he began pumping, Beth went wild. She could feel the enlarged collar of his prick's head moving back and forth in the sleeve of her snatch. The tender lining of her cunt was stretched and compressed as the prick pumped faster and faster.

"Alt-h-h-h-h, yeah!" Beth cried.

With his knees and elbows firmly planted in the bed, Bob lifted and dropped his ass, driving his prick with powerful lunges. Each lunge sent the soft tip of his cock crashing into the very end of Beth's tunnel.

After having her cunt reamed by Bob's tongue, his prick was having an amazing effect on Beth. As her cunt alternately filled and emptied, Beth was hit by tremendous jolts of pleasure. She was really out of her mind with lust.

Another orgasm was about to blossom within her, but even through her own passion she could tell that Bob was about ready to come. Concentrating on the feeling of his prick plunging in her, Beth waited for the flood of boiling jism.

"Uh-h, uh-h-h, uh-h-h-h," Bob moaned.

"A-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h!" Beth wailed.

Suddenly her cunt lining was seared with gushing jism, and that gave Beth the added thrill that put her over the edge.

Her body vibrated with ecstasy. Lightning bolts of pure pleasure rushed through her from her cunt.

This was what she lived for, and she made the most of her pleasure by howling loudly and kicking her feet in the air over Bob's plunging ass.

When the young guy finally stopped thrusting, Beth lay beneath him in the bleary daze of spent passion.

"Oh, baby," she gasped. "That was wonderful!"

"And you were wonderful," Bob said. "I've never been fucked like this before."

After letting his prick linger in her cunt for a while, Bob rolled off Beth and lit a cigarette.

But Beth had another habit; she remained lying on her back. Then she dipped a finger into her cunt, coating it with the mixture of jism and her own juice. Bob watched in amazement as she lifted that wet finger to her mouth and sucked it clean.

Fingerful after fingerful, Beth greedily sucked the fluid from her twat.

"Just a habit of mine," she said when she noticed Bob staring at her.

Though her lust was satisfied, momentarily at least, Beth grew restless. "I'd better get going," she said as she slipped out of bed.

"Why don't you stay?" Bob asked.

"Can't. I have a son at home who expects his mother home every night."

"Oh? So you have a kid, huh?" Bob asked. "How old?"

"Eighteen," Beth said.

"Really?" Bob said, amazed. "How old are you?"

Beth smiled. Guys always were shocked to find out that she had an eighteen year-old son, and their surmise flattered her.

"I'm thirty-six," she said. "How old are you?"

After recovering from the shock of finding that this sexy chick was old enough to be his mother, Bob admitted that he was nineteen. "Gee, you don't look thirty-six," he said.

"And you don't look only nineteen," Beth said. She asked for Bob's phone number and left. She didn't expect to see him again, but it never hurt to have a few studs she could call on in an emergency.

As Beth drove home the glory of the fucking she'd done began to fade. There was something about picking up these young guys that was unsatisfying. Sure, they could fuck like champs, but Beth needed something else. So far she hadn't been able to figure out what it was.