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CHAPTER FIVE

"Wow, what a pussy! Oh, man, the other guys had lots of stories, but they sure never told me a pussy feels this good! Wait'll they hear about this!"

Ernie's voice was an ecstatic laugh as he wiggled atop Janie, feeling his limp, drained prick slosh in the creamy depths of her cunt.

"Ahhh," she sighed, still catching her breath. The feel of his prick rolling in her snug fuckhole made fresh jolts of delight shoot all through her.

But she caught his last words, countering them sternly. "Remember, you promised not to tell! Because if you do, maybe next time I babysit for you, that's exactly what I'll do – just sit!"

They giggled together, both teenagers enjoying the sticky combination of cum and cuntjuice that slid warmly between their thighs.

Neither of them heard the front door open, nor the footsteps that sounded through the house. Neither of them noticed the figure that froze in shocked horror at the patio door until, suddenly, Sandra Wilson's voice cut across the pool at them in a high, enraged peal.

"Just… what's… going on… here?"

She took them by complete surprise, and Ernie jerked as if he'd been shot. "Ohhh, shit!"

He sprung out from between Janie's thighs, his cock slurping wetly from her cunt as he searched wildly for his discarded trunks.

"Young man!" Sandra was striding stiffly toward them, her attractive face pale and drawn into a furious glare as she stared at their nude, glistening bodies. "I asked you a question, just what on earth do you think you're up to?"

"Mom," Ernie croaked as she confronted them, hands on hips. "We were just… I mean, we weren't doing anything."

"Mrs. Wilson." Janie attempted to speak up, but there was no denying the picture they presented. Ernie stood naked before his mother, his cock all wet and gleaming with the same juices that dribbled from his babysitter's open young cunt.

With a start, Janie snapped her legs shut and hastily struggled to sit up. Still woozy from their fucking, she had trouble doing even that.

"And you!" Mrs. Wilson turned on her, brawn eyes flashing. "I trusted you with my son, and just look what you've done! Degrading Ernest this way, taking advantage of my little boy's manhood to satisfy your own lusts like… like some dirty little tramp! You're disgusting!"

"Now, Mom, it wasn't like that!" Despite his fear, Ernie tried to face up to his furious mother. "I… it's kind of my fault, anyway. I talked Janie into… well…"

"Don't you dare contradict me, young man!" Sandra trembled with rage, overwhelmed by the sight she'd walked in on. After all these years of protecting her son, watching her baby grow up without having to face the terrible things most teenage boys had to face these days, she'd come home to find him squirming atop his babysitter, his cock buried in her pussy exactly like… like…

For an instant she couldn't complete the thought, it was so awful.

Like a man!

Sandra was seething, because all the precious work she'd done to keep her son a little boy had been undone in one morning. In just two short hours, her years of motherhood had been ripped out from under her. All the care and motherly concern, all the deep fears of a lonely divorcee who dreaded the thought of her little boy growing up and leaving her, all of it was ruined, because of one teenaged cunt.

"You… you little bitch!" she hissed, almost bringing Janie to tears. "Fucking my baby like some kind of dirty little bitch! Well I'm going to have a long talk with your mother, and we'll just see who…"

"Now, Mom, stop it!" Ernie flared then, at last defiant despite his embarrassment. "I said it wasn't Janie's fault! It… it just kind of happened, that's all. And… and it's none of your business!"

"Ernest!" Sandra's eyes went as wide as if she'd been struck by lightning. "Is that any way to talk to your mother? I'm only trying to protect you!"

"I don't need protecting, damn it!" Now angry, himself, he faced his mother with a determined look. "If you'd stop protecting me, maybe I'd have some fun for a change! I'm in high school, Mom! And Janie was just helping 'cause all the guys laugh at me, 'cause you never told me anything about sex and stuff! That's why!"

He waved his hands, emphasizing Janie's presence.

"It's the truth, Mrs. Wilson," the teenaged girl managed in a small voice.

"Well." Sandra's mouth worked in astonishment at her son's outburst. "Well."

And it was the truth. She knew it, despite herself. It had to happen sometime, no matter how she tried to prevent it. And now that she had noticed, that time was certainly due.

For the first time, Sandra studied his nude, tanned body. Her gaze trailed across Ernie's slim, muscular form, wavering down to his crotch.

It had been a long time since Sandra had looked down at a man's bared prick. And it was a man's cock, no doubt about that. Nestled against its wrinkled ballsac, wagging and flopping in response to Ernie's every move, it hung tantalizingly. Sandra's memory of cocks had dimmed just a bit over the years, but she knew her son's cock was much larger than any she'd ever seen before even larger than his father's. It dangled from his sleek nest of curls with a strange enticement, an exciting reminder.

Sandra had to admit it. Seeing his prick made her pussy ache.

A tingle began in her tummy, a hunger that she'd ignored for too long.

With difficulty, her gaze tore away to fall, instead, on Janie. Lying there with her legs drawn up together in an attempt to hide herself, the teenager nevertheless gave, her a view of her pink, gold-fringed pussy. Her cuntmouth pouted moistly and was streaked with the thick white syrup of Ernie's cum.

"I may have been hasty," Sandra heard herself murmur, in a haze of confused emotions. "Perhaps I have been a bit over-protective. But, darling, you could've come to me with your questions! That's what a mother's for! I would've answered them."

"Not my kind of questions, you wouldn't." Ernie's face scrunched up in a grimace. "There's stuff a guy just had to find out about, that's all. He can't expect his mom to teach him everything!"

Once again, Sandra's eyes flitted back to his big soft prick, as if drawn by a magnet. With a husky voice that didn't sound like her at all, she spoke softly. "Darling, I have the answers to anything you want to know. Do you want me to prove it right here?"

Suddenly, one of her hands swooped out, capturing his limp, slick cock and cupping it up into her palm.

"Mom!" Ernie blurted in pure amazement as her fingers wrapped around his prick, giving it a squeeze.

To her own horror, Sandra saw her fist encompass her son's dangling young prick as he gasped and froze. She could feel his cock pulsing against her palm, fluttering like a warm, captive bird. It began to swell, and a burst of juice gushed from her pussy.

"Is this what you were curious about?" she went on in a quavering voice, tugging his cock to emphasize her words. "I know all about pricks, Ernest. I know how they get hard and stiff and aching for a woman's cunt. Did you think that we women don't have those same feelings, in our own way?"

"N… no," he stammered, overwhelmed at the feel of having his prick cupped in his mother's hand, just as if it was something she did every day. "I just… I didn't think you'd understand, Mom. It's kind of hard for a guy to talk about these things with his own moth… oh, jeez!"

His prick was soaring up to full length in Sandra's hand, spearing erect, all veined, long and fat.

This time it was her turn to gasp as a flood of cunt cream soaked her panties, making her squeeze his cock harder.

Only a few moments ago, Sandra wouldn't have dreamed that she might be standing here now, with Ernest's stiffened prick in her hand and cuntjuice flowing between her thighs.

But now that it had started, she couldn't seem to stop. Instead, she forced a small, soft smile. "You should know that you can always come to me with your problems, no matter what they are. Even if they're as… as big as this! It's a mother's job to teach her children. And… and I think maybe it's time I started teaching you right now."

Acting hastily before she could lose her nerve, Sandra began to unbutton her blouse.

Both teenagers ogled, astonished, as the older woman deftly unfastened her blouse, then shrugged out of it. Though her grip momentarily fell from Ernie's cock, his prick stood up as stiffened and rock-hard as ever. He watched the garment glide from his mom's creamy shoulders, exposing the white cups of her bra.

"Mrs. Wilson!"

Janie made a noise of sheer surprise as Sandra unzipped her skirt, then shoved it down. She stepped out of the rumpled garment, then reached behind her.

"And don't you sound so shocked, either, young lady! You're partly to blame for stirring these questions up in my son, whether you admit it or not! I'm just going to make certain he gets all the right answers, and no big-chested teenage girl is going to do that better than his own mother!"

She whipped her bra off, freeing her tits entirely. They bobbed into view, not nearly as large as Janie's but petite and so firm that they jutted straight out without even the least bit of sag. Mrs. Wilson's tits were pale and creamy, thrusting out into the fattest, pinkest nipples Janie had ever seen. Their twin areolas expanded as if practically overflowing with richness, spiking into sharp peaks that were so inflamed they seemed to quiver with arousal.

The two youngsters stared, hardly able to believe what they were seeing.

It was those stares almost as much as the presence of her son's meaty prick that urged Sandra on. Now determined and uninhibited in a way she'd never dared allow herself to be before, she grasped the border of her panties and began to squirm free.

"Oh, Mom!"

Ernie's voice croaked as the first of his mother's pussy curls sprang into sight, thick and black and glistening in the sun. His cock wagged up and down with the appearance of more curls, then even more. At last, the panties slipped away entirely, and he feasted on a carpet of rich, spongy cunt fur like nothing he'd ever seen before even in pictures. His mom's triangular mound was so thick that it hid her pussy completely.

"Is this what it takes to satisfy you, Ernest?" She faced her son boldly. The lustful look on his young face made her cunt gush even harder with wicked pleasure, urging her on. "I'm a woman, just like any other. I know what horny boys like, and just what you'd like to do with that naughty prick of yours, too! You'd like to stuff it all into some cute pussy like Janie's, wouldn't you? You'd like to suck her tits and stick your cock into her and fuck her, wouldn't you? Well, how does it feel now? Would you like to do those things to me? Would you fuck your own mother, Ernest? Should we find out?"

"Uhhhhh?"

If Ernie hadn't been thunderstruck by that last question, his mother's action then completed his amazement. Grasping his engorged cock once more, Sandra undulated forward with a purposeful motion. Drawn by the gorgeous young cock that shivered in her fist, she shoved her bushy cunt against her son's pulsing pricktip.

The suddenness of the move made them both gasp. Ernie's prick bobbed and lurched in her thick sponge of black pussy hair, dipping deep and slithering unexpectedly between her thighs.

She couldn't help releasing a groan as the smooth, throbbing length of his prick pushed its way along her sopping cuntlips, shoving a path into the furrow of her now-frothing pussy with a stiff presence like nothing she'd felt in years. Her hips gyrated, grinding down on her son's massive prick in automatic reaction as she swayed toward him, almost forgetting her anger entirely.

"Oh, Mom," Ernie grunted with surprise as his prickshaft soared up hard against her cunt. "I… I can feel right up into your pussy! It's all hot and wet and… and, jeez, it's making my balls hurt! Yeah, oh, yeah."

His hands came up, then, covering her firm tits, and his thumbs rolled eagerly across both spiring nipples until they seemed to shiver with a life of their own.

Sandra was hazy with lust and vaguely astonished at the image of herself standing totally nude with Ernest's prick thrusting between her thighs while Janie looked on with a startled expression. The woman barely managed to keep from grabbing her son's sweet cock and jamming into her pussy regardless of the consequences.

Instead, she tried valiantly to keep up the pretense that she was merely giving her son an overdue lesson in relationships, her sole purpose to overcome the damage done by his babysitter.

With that rationalization firmly in mind, she managed a husky, understanding tone. "You see, honey? I… I know all about cocks, and what they can do to a woman's pussy. There's nothing to be ashamed of. It's only natural to feel that way. You're growing into a man now. I only want you to realize that, just because you're growing up, it doesn't mean you have to do all your thinking with these!"

She grasped his lightly fuzzed balls, squeezing them delicately.

Ernie sucked in a breath, gazing in fascination at his mom's huge nipples while she squeezed his wrinkled ballsac, making his cock surge up rigid as a board.

Sandra's pussy creamed a blast of juice over his cockshaft. Her fingers drifted up from his balls to his cockbase, gliding along the rippled surface of his prick as she went on as a teacher scolding a reluctant student. "A man has to think with more than his cock, darling. He… uhhm… he has to use his judgment as well. Like… like right now… ahhhhhhh."

As if by accident, she gave her son's cock an upward nudge, at the same time her body undulated down. His prickhead pushed against her pussylips, then abruptly sank between them.

Ernie's whole body seemed to shiver, and he clutched her tits tighter. "Ohhh, shit!"

"Unnhh," she groaned as his youthful prick rammed up inside her, forcing apart cunt muscles with its hugeness, gliding deeper with each twitch of their bodies. Ernie arched, and his cock slid neatly home.

"Mommmm!"

"Aaaaahhhhh," Sandra moaned.

She hadn't meant for it to happen. She hadn't really intended to actually find herself plunged onto her son's prick as it vanished up her cunt. At least, that was Sandra's excuse as she gave in to the luxurious feel of having a prick crammed up her pussy again after all these years. A spasm of pure pleasure shuddered through her.

"This… unnh… this is what you want, isn't it, Ernest?" she gasped out, pouring a gush of cream over his meaty prickshaft as she reeled onto it. "You want… oh, God… you want to find out how it feels to fuck a girl, don't you? And I'm a girl, Ernest! I'm… oh, fuck, that's nice! I'm a girl, aren't I? I'm… a… guhhh!"

There was no use pretending anymore. With his cock sheathed totally up her cunt, Sandra started to hunch. Her hips gyrated, and one tapered leg lifted into the air as she clung to him even tighter, easing her pussy onto his prick with slick, sliding lunges. The last wisps of motherly pretense faded quickly with those first hesitant thrusts, and then it was really happening. She was actually fucking her son, and nothing else in the world mattered.

"Oh… oh, God, Ernest, yes!"

Stunned, Janie lay watching from her beach towel as mother and son groaned and hung onto each other for dear life, his prick sliding up her black-trimmed pussy with harsh, powerful strokes that had her body quivering and head lolling in an oblivion of delight.

Ernie's head ducked, and he took one of her giant nipples between his lips. His mother purred and shoved her shoulder forward, pushing the entire cone of her tit into his mouth. Amazed and delighted, he sucked greedily on her entire tit as he worked his cock in and out of her snug, steamy cunt, hardly able to believe his luck.

For Sandra, it was the unleashing of a desire she'd never dared admit to herself before. All her jealous motherhood, all her fears seemed to melt away as if pumped out of her by her son's pistoning cock. For the first time, in the dim haze of her lust-filled mind, she realized the truth.

It was Ernest she'd wanted all along, all to herself and forever.

And it was Ernest she was getting – every meaty, thrashing inch of him.

"Yesss!" she pealed, writhing with enraptured frenzy on the cock she'd awaited all these years. "Yes, darling, fuck me! I'll show you. Oh, fuck, baby, yes! I'll show you just what cocks are for, Ernest! More, more! Yessss!"

"Mumpff." Ernie made a gulping noise of glee, gobbling his mom's small, vibrant tit and plunging his prick to her in a fury of new sensation. His balls seemed to boil up with new intensity, threatening to spill their renewed load at any moment. That only made him pump faster, causing her to wail.

"Aaaaah, yesssss! Make me come, baby, make your mommy come! I'm doing it, honey, I'm coming on your sweet prick! Faster, faster! Now, owwwooohhhhh!"

Crying out in delirious freedom like nothing she'd let herself experience before, Sandra rode a chain of climaxes that carried her higher and higher on his thrusting cock. She kept slamming down with all her might, until Ernie had to strain to keep from falling backward into the pool.

Suddenly, he let her slickened tit flop from his mouth and gave a cry, slamming against his mother's wrenching body with fresh furor. "I'm coming, too, Mom! Take it! Take it! Annnhhh!"

Mouth agape, Janie watched as the two of them groaned and twitched in mutual orgasm. Ernie's load of jism exploded up his mother's sucking pussy, jet after jet soaring up her cunt as she rode ecstatically down on his prick for every drop. For what seemed endless hours, they hovered like that, clinging to each other in a standing embrace as the last little splatters of his jizz spurted into her.

At last, with a faint pop, his prick slipped free. "Ohhh, shit." Gasping for breath, Ernie slumped.

A dribble of his hot, thick cock syrup seeping between her cuntlips and down her thighs, Sandra focused her gaze on their rapt spectator.

"And now, as for you, young lady!"

With brown eyes aglow in the midst of a sensuality she'd almost forgotten could exist, Sandra stalked a bit shakily toward the frozen teenaged girl. She stared down at the load of jism that still leaked from Janie's pussy, then abruptly knelt before her.

"I won't have my son putting his prick into just any hungry cunt, and you'd better learn that right away! My Ernest is too sensitive to go around fucking every horny girl who wants a taste of his cock, and I mean to put a stop to that right now! If anyone does the tasting around here, it's me!"

With those scolding words, she pushed Janie's legs wide apart, splaying her soaked pussy wide.

"Mrs. Wilson," Janie started to object, but the woman's next action took her by complete surprise.

Sandra dove. Her tongue lashed out at the teenager's spread-open cunt, lapping up the mixture of cum and cuntjuices from it as if in an effort to get rid of the incriminating evidence.

The first probing lap of her tongue sent a tingle all through Janie's pussy, and her voice rose in a small wail.

"Mrs. Wilson!"

She watched, mesmerized, as Sandra Wilson's beautiful face pushed deep into her gold cunt fur. Her tongue stabbed up Janie's pussy, and the tingle burst into a juicy heat. She found herself once more propped on her elbows, gazing down as her pussy was eaten. Only this time, it wasn't Ernie doing the eating, but his mother.

And Mrs. Wilson sure knew how to eat a pussy!

"Oh… oh, fuck!" Gasping for breath, Janie arched. Her cunt instantly burst in fresh blasts of slushy pleasure. Before she quite realized it, she was hunching up to Mrs. Wilson's face as if it was the most natural thing in the world to get eaten out by another woman. Gushes of cream poured over the woman's mouth, and she drank them up as eagerly as if they were her son's jism oozing from the teenager's sopping young cunt.

Engrossed in lapping up Janie's lush little pussy and catching every single droplet of her son's cum from it, Sandra plunged her tongue deep. She felt the girl's ripple up in response, and that only made her wiggle her darting tongue faster.

From where he stood, Ernie was enjoying the unexpected show. His mom crouched before Janie on her knees, and he could clearly see her juice drenched fuck slit flaring out before him, all wet and dripping with his jizz. His mom had the pinkest cunt ever, made even pinker by her mound of black cunt hair. Even her small, puckered asshole winked before him, glistening wetly.

His cock gave a nudge. In total fascination, he saw his mother's tongue slide up Janie's cunthole, saw it lunge back and forth with fucking precision as her lips smacked against the teenager's pussylips.

Even though it had been drained just moments ago, his cock gave another nudge. It began to swell as he watched his mom slurp at Janie's cunt for his jism.

With sudden determination, he scooted up behind her. Sandra seemed to sense his intent, and her knees drew wide apart. She knelt forward into Janie's twitching pussy, and her cunt mouth gaped wide.

Ernie shoved his swelling prick up her black fringed twat, enjoying her groan as she lurched backward in response.

"Muhhhm!" Sandra moaned.

Her tongue shot furiously up Janie's cunt with the first lunge of his cock. He began to slide it in and out of her dripping fuckhole with long strokes, and she plunged even deeper.

"Oh, Mrs. Wilson, that's nicccce!" Janie squealed, hunching frantically up as the woman's tongue flailed wildly inside her. Her young pussy clamped onto the woman's thrusting tongue and clung to it. Rhythmic tremors raced through Sandra's body as Ernie delightedly slammed his prick into her from behind, and she became the center of a writhing, panting threesome. Her pussy snapped around her son's plowing fuckshaft, and her tongue gouged into the babysitter with mounting friction as she groveled between the two teenagers in a sobbing, lunging fury of pure sensation.

"Yes, ohhh, yes!"

Janie wailed, climaxing and hunching onto the raven-haired beauty's face in ecstatic release.

"Oh, fuck, Mom! Nobody can make my prick hard like you do! Take it, take it all up your cunt! Fuck, oh, fuck!"

His cock had once more regained its massive size, and it was drilling into her faster with each new lunge. His balls slapped at the backs of her thighs, occasionally slamming hard against her clit and making fresh spirals of oblivion rip through her pussy. Sandra became no more than a whimpering mass of pure lust. She seesawed between the two kids, driving her tongue as far as it would go, down Janie's cunt as her own cunt was torn open by Ernie's eager cock. When she came, it was with a screech that burst into Janie's pussy like a muffled moan.

At that moment Janie also came, wailing out loudly.

"Mrs. Wilsonnnnnnnn!"

Both women soared in blissful climax. Sandra's tongue jabbed deep and collected the bursts of cuntjuice that flowed down her throat like wine.

"I'm… uhhhh… I'm… comingggg!" Ernie's load of jism spurted into her, and she careened back to take it. Spasms of sheer joy ripped through her, and they went on and on until both teenagers were gasping and drained.

At last, it was Janie who rolled away from Sandra's still-jabbing tongue, her young, tender pussy so bloated with climaxes that it was sore.

"I… I've got to go home, Mrs. Wilson! Please!"

With Ernie's softening emptied prick still wedged inside her, Sandra slowly collapsed onto the beach towel. "Aaaaahhhhhh."

Her son sank beside her, gasping happily. "Oh, shit, Mom, that was the greatest yet! You really do have all the answers, just like you said! Man, I never thought… oh, jeez."

Sighing with pleasure, Sandra smiled.

It was the sweetest, purest smile she'd worn in a long, long time.

She reached for her son.

As she slipped daintily into her bikini, then turned to leave, Janie's last sight was of Sandra Wilson twisting around to pull Ernie atop her. Her legs were wrapping about his waist, and her hands were puffing his head down to one upthrusting tit for his mouth to cover.

"Oh, yes, my baby, my sweet, sweet baby, Ernest," she cooed as Ernie sucked obediently, wiggling atop his mother's body while she guided his reddened, limp cock into her pink pussy gash. The woman crammed his soft fuckshaft inside her, clamping her cunt muscles around it.

Walking away, Janie left them like that. Vaguely, she began to realize that she'd just lost a babysitting customer. Mrs. Wilson would never leave Ernie alone with a girl again, now that she'd discovered for herself what his prick could do. And that meant his prick wouldn't be doing it to Janie anymore, either!

Picking up her pace homeward, she began to fume.

Mamas' boys! Humph!