"Mother_s new lover" - читать интересную книгу автора (Laver Brian)

CHAPTER EIGHT

When Dave awoke the next morning and found himself in his mother's bed, the scene of the night before came back to him in a flash.

He was alone in bed now. His mother had gone to work, and he had to get up for school. But somehow he knew that he couldn't go to school that day. If he did, he would be a zombie all day as his mind replayed the fucking of the night before.

His mother would understand, he knew. Besides, it was so nice lying there in the bed that had been the location of the sublime ecstasy. And the perfume of his mother's body still lingered.

For hours, Dave lay there thinking about the fucking he'd done. He also wondered if he would get another chance at his mother's cunt. But even if he didn't, he would always have the memory of their marathon fucking.

When hunger drove Dave from bed in the afternoon, his prick was still stiff. He knew he couldn't jerk off, though. He didn't think he could jerk off ever again. Not after knowing the bliss of his mother's pussy.

When it was time for school to get out for the day, Dave dressed and went out. He thought he would look for his friends. But he knew he couldn't tell them about his mother. And looking for Mary or the other girls he'd always wanted to fuck wouldn't be much fun now either.

So Dave wandered around where he wouldn't meet anyone. He was still talking about the fucking he'd done. Making himself comfortable in the dark, he tried again to recreate every second of the joy he'd experienced.

Before long, it was time for his mother to get home. Now Dave's cock was throbbing. He wanted to be home to greet her with his naked prick.

He got home before his mother. Undressing, he climbed back into her bed. Lying there with the sheet held high over his body by his stiff prick, he waited to hear her drive in the driveway. To amuse himself, he thought again about how he and his mother had spent the previous night.

When he finally heard his mother's car outside, the tent of the sheet began rising and falling, pumping air out past Dave's face.

"Don't tell me you haven't been out of bed all day?" Jean said when she entered the room.

"I did get up for a while," Dave said. "But I didn't go to school. You're not mad, are you?"

"No, but don't try to take advantage of me now that you're my stud," Jean said as she began peeling her clothes off.

Watching her son's cock bounce under the sheet, she stripped quickly.

Dave felt as much excitement now as he had the night before. The sight of such a sexy body doesn't wear off so soon he learned.

Jean slipped under the covers with her son. They shoved themselves together in the middle of the bed. In a few seconds they were as hot and excited as they had been the night before. But this time, Dave vowed to keep a cooler head. He wanted to study his mother's body and learn its secrets.

To begin his lessons, he wrapped his hand around her cunt. The tip of his middle finger rested at the loose lips near the rear corner of the gash. There, warm, slippery juice was already seeping.

Bending his finger, Dave moved it between those lips. Now he could feel the satiny lining of that slot. The inner lips met his finger with wiggling softness.

"M-m-m-m," Jean moaned at the joy of having her pussy played with.

Exploring, Dave came across a peculiar ridge of flesh near the top of the slot. When he touched it, his mother immediately jerked her body and grunted. Then Dave wiggled his finger, and the wiggling was transmitted through Jean's entire body.

Dave had discovered the clit in Mary's cunt when he had made his first foray into that territory. And he was gad to see that his mother reacted the same way the younger girl had.

And making his own mother shiver with passion gave him a bigger thrill than doing the same to a chick his own age.

"Oh, Dave, Dave, oh-h-h-h-h-h!" Jean cried as her son filled her with sexual rapture.

As Dave examined his mother's cunt, he became more and more interested. He knew that his fingers could never tell him all he wanted to know. He would have to look into it.

With a wave of his arm, he threw the sheet off them. Then he began sliding down the gorgeous curves of her body.

As he neared his destination, Jean spread her legs in anticipation. Dave climbed between her legs and stared at the junction. Already, the musky odor of her honey pot was intoxicating him.

Dave saw how the hair on his mother's pussy thinned out down between her thighs. There, the lips were almost bald, so the slot showed clearly.

Below her pussy, her twin ass-cheeks looked like ripe fruit. But it was her cunt that fascinated the boy.

He put his fingers to the sides of his mother's pussy, spreading the slot. It opened as though it really wanted to. And there before his staring eyes was the revealed beauty of her cunt.

Dave studied the shape of the inner lips and how they lined the entrance to the cavern. He saw how those inner lips came together at the top of the slot where they hid her clit.

But the most exciting feature of her cunt was the hole. Dave could see darkness beyond the opening. With two fingers he spread the inner lips. Shiny, silken skin lined that chamber. And because it was wet, it glistened and shown.

"I love to be looked at like this," Jean said. "It's so exciting!"

Dave looked up at his mother's face and smiled. He was relieved, for he was afraid she might not like him peering up her cunt. But she was proving to be more kinky than he'd ever imagined.

Dave stuck his finger into her soaking tunnel. And although he'd had his finger in there before, actually seeing it disappear up that cave was fabulously exciting.

"Oh-h-h-h," Jean sighed and shivered. "You know what else I love?"

Dave felt a hot flush cross his face. Somehow, he knew what his mother was going to say. And it made his heart pound.

"I love having my cunt licked," Jean said, just as Dave had expected.

Staring into her cunt was one thing. But sticking his tongue in there was something else. Not that the idea didn't thrill Dave. His head was spinning with passion.

Yet there was something about actually lapping a pussy that made him pause. But if his mother wanted it, he knew he would give it to her. After all, she had given him heaven itself.

Slowly, Dave lowered his head. As the odor of simmering pussy-squeezings grew stronger, Dave's mouth began to water so much he actually drooled. His saliva fell into the waiting gash where it mixed with the wetness there.

When he was close enough to lick the pussy, Dave was getting a better look than he'd expected. And it was a gorgeous sight.

He noticed how his mother's ass, below her drooling cunt, was wet with leaked juice. Hut the time for looking had passed. Now was the time for action.

"Go ahead, honey," she said softly. "I think you'll like it."

Dave thought he'd like it too. But when he touched that wet, slippery cuntal interior, he found he loved it.

The taste was delicious-like the smell, but better. And feeling that slippery flesh under his tongue was great too. But the best part was the kinkiness of it.

"A-a-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h!" Jean cried.

Dave never heard his mother make such a deep, satisfied sound. Cunt-lapping was something very special, he realized.

While he moved his tongue around in her cunt, Dave looked up over his mother's belly. Beyond her rolling tits, he could see her face. She had her head turned to one side, and her face was the picture of pure bliss.

Jean had arched her back, her arms were raised over her head, and her hips moved in a slow, sensuous dance. She had her legs spread wide, her knees pulled up, her feet wagging in mid-air.

"Oh, Dave," she moaned. "That's great, heavenly! Um-m-m-m-m."

Dave followed the motion of his mother's hips with his face. His tongue moved everywhere his fingers had gone. Of course, he couldn't reach as high up her tunnel with his tongue, but he tried.

He covered her cunt with broad strokes. Then he used the tip of his tongue to trace the inner lips. His mother seemed, to like it best, though, when he stuck his tongue into her tunnel and wiggled it.

That was only the case until he put his tongue to work on her clit, however. When he licked that little bud, his mother's hips went wild. She began moving her hips as she had when his prick was in there.

"You're a great cunt-lapper!" Jean said. "Oh-h-h!"

Dave wanted to tell his mother how much he loved lapping her. But he had to be quiet for the moment. But he knew he was letting her know by the way he was throwing himself into the cunt-sucking.

When his tongue began to ache from the exertion, Dave concentrated on her clit. He remembered how he had brought Mary off by rubbing her cunt with his finger. So, he reasoned, he should be able to make his mother come by rubbing her cunt with his tongue.

And as he fluttered his tongue over that hard kernel, it soon became clear that he was right. In no time, she was bucking and throwing her body around in a tit of orgasmic energy.

"Y-y-y-yeah," she grunted. "Oh, Dave, I'm c-c-coming!"

Rut Dave knew that. He was still watching her over the horizon of her belly. He could see how she held her tits in her own hands, and how she threw her head from side to side. Sweat was glistening all over her like diamonds.

Then Jean began thrusting her hips so violently that Dave was thrown from her crotch.

"N-o-o-o-o!" Jean screamed. "Don't stop!"

She forced herself to be still while the boy regained his hold. He put his tongue back to work. But Jean wasn't able to take much more. With a squeal, she pushed his face from her cunt.

"That's enough," she said. "Oh, my God! That was fantastic."

Sucking his mother's aunt had driven Dave to the brink of horny insanity. His prick felt as though it was about to burst. And he was eager to get it into his mother's soggy cunt.

But when he mounted her, she gave him a surprise.

"Oh, my cunt's too tender to fuck now," she said. "But I have an idea."

Jean lifted her knees to her tits. Her crotch rolled up, exposing her little asshole. But Dave didn't get the message until she reached down and spread her cheeks.

"Fuck my ass," she whispered.

Dave had been surprised when his mother asked him to eat her. So this request almost knocked him over.

"You don't have to if you don't want to," Jean said when she saw how shocked the boy was. "But I think you might like it."

Dave thought he might like it too. But it was such a kinky idea that it took him a while to accept it.

Looking at that tight aperture made it more inviting, though. He wondered how it would feel to sink his prick in that narrow chamber.

Jean's asshole was covered with a mixture of saliva and cunt-juice. There wouldn't be any trouble sliding his prick in, he thought.

"Yet, okay," Dave finally said.

"Good," Jean said. "I like to feel a fat prick up my ass every now and then. It feels so good."

Dave brought his prick to her asshole, aiming at that tiny target. Jean held her cheeks spread.

Looking down, Dave saw below her empty cunt how his fat prick-knob pressed on the tight hole. Although his cock was rock-hard, at first it merely throbbed against his mother's second entrance.

Then, suddenly, his prick began to sink into it. Dave watched as his prick was devoured.

"H-hah-h-h-h," Jean gasped as her ass was stuffed.

"Ah-h-h-h," Dave sighed at the peculiar sensation.

When his lips were leaning against his mother's ass-cheeks, Dave knew that this was going to be a real treat. Having his prick in his mother's ass was very different from sticking it up her cunt. Her ass held his cock fighter. And since it was drier in this slot, there was more friction.

And, of course, the mere idea of doing something so wild made the sensations all the more exciting.

Dave began pulling and pushing his prick. It slid back and forth in that tight grip of ass-sleeve. What a fabulous experience, the boy thought.

Supporting himself on straight arms, Dave managed to keep watching the action at his mother's asshole. His cock would appear and disappear. The snug pit stretched around his invading cock, tugging and stroking him.

And all the while, Jean's cunt stared up, empty and gaping, at Dave. Looking at her hollow pussy kept reminding him that he was doing something so weird that he'd never even thought of it before.

"Oh-h-h-h-h, Dave," Jean cried. "I love it! I love feeling your huge prick up my ass!"

It didn't take long for Dave to feel his gism rushing. Then he was filling his mother's ass with it. Dave noticed how the gism made his prick slide with a different sensation suddenly. But his brain was short-circuiting with ecstasy, and he was only aware of the sensations through a cloud of joy.

When his prick had been emptied of every drop of gism, Dave stopped sliding it back and forth. But it left it in that tight tube while he smiled warmly at his mother.

"Gee, Mom," he said. "You sure do have some great ideas."

Jean laughed. "You'll have plenty ideas yourself when you've been thinking about fucking for as many years as I have. Now pull your prick out slowly so it doesn't hunt."

Dave withdrew from his mother's asshole and snuggled up beside her. With a mother like this, he thought, he would be a champion fucker in no time.