spurted his sweet, thick cum deep into her throat. But she held back, and slowly hollowed her cheeks, sucking deeply and slowly, causing him to moan and hunch gently into her mouth, spreading her jaws nearly beyond their capacity to open, because of the hugeness of his cock. She had learned early to breathe through her nose when doing this, and now she was doing just that. The sun was warm and loving upon their bodies. A little breeze washed over them. The bodies of the boy and woman were now a perfect 69, with the woman on top, her hips positioned over his face, her cunt dripping and trembling with the sensation of being licked and sucked, her thighs spread widely so he had plenty of room; her own head was lowered over his middle, one hand holding his massive cock, and her lips engorging the knob, as she began a gentle nodding, a woman-gesture as old as time-Man and Woman, enjoying the pleasures of sex, her lips siphoning at his staff of life, and his lips and tongue lovingly kissing and caressing her cunt, his face smeared with the fuck-juice from her dripping slit. All the time he licked and tongued, her hips made tiny hunching movements, her firm buttocks flexing just enough to keep the sensation going. She gave a little cry as his tongue hardened and darted deeply inside. For a long minute, as long as his tongue-muscles could hold up under the pressure, he darted his tongue in and out, like a small, hard prick, tongue- fucking her and making her whimper and tremble as little explosions of crisis began to climb up her spine. “Uuuummmmm,” she murmured, her mouth full of cock. He groaned in response and, placing his big hands upon her buttocks, he pulled her down more solidly against his mouth, his tongue now gently rolling the clitoris around and around, making it stand to attention and strut in excitement. She took a deep breath and, opening her mouth as far as possible, moved her mouth down upon the thick stem of his cock, until over half of it was in her mouth and throat. She could taste the slight sea-saltiness of his cum, oozing out of the slit, coating her mouth with its slickness. Her jaws pained, they were so far apart, and the knob, centered against the back of her throat, caused her to gag. She fought against the gag reflex, however, and canting her head differently, in line with the direction of the cock-curve, she pushed harder, and the knob slid into her throat. Now past that obstruction, she gently eased on down, breathing through her nose. She felt him squirming under her and knew he was straining to retain his climax. She was swallowing over seven inches of his long, thick rod, with only about two inches remaining outside. She was determined to try to get her nose in his blond pubic curls, and taking a long breath through her nostrils, she held it, and gently pushed onward. “God, Mom, you've got it all in your mouth.
You are the greatest! Oh, it feels good!” He tried to hunch but she knew she had to hold him quiet or he would injure her throat muscles.
Then she was there! Her nose nestled among the sweat-soaked curls of his pubic hair. Every inch of the long, thick cock was imbedded within her mouth and throat. She had learned this trick from a young teacher in college, who had taught her the art of fellatio. She was a sophomore and a beautiful young girl, sitting in a sociology class under a handsome young professor, who was just married, and whose wife had gone to visit her parents, the mother being suddenly taken ill and in a critical condition. As it was in the fall of the year, with classes just beginning, he could not get away to go with her and he was now batching it in a new apartment, his newly acquired wife gone, and his cock strutting at the sight of every tight ass that tic-toced down the school hallways. Mara and two other girls had decided to see if they could bring him on and get a proposition out of him. They wore the shortest dresses they had, and each day one of them took turns leaving off her panties. Just when he had settled down to lecturing seriously, strolling back and forth across the front of the room, the girl without her panties slowly stretched out in her chair and opened her thighs. When the young professor saw the bared cunt of the girl staring at him the first day he had strangled upon his words and hurried to his chair back of his desk and sat down quickly, but not quickly enough for Mara to miss the instant hardening of his apparently big prick. Each day for a week, the three girls took turns. Mara, with muscular control, could wiggle her cunt-lips and did so when she knew he was looking at her. He reddened, stared into her eyes, stuttered, and then hurried to sit again, his pants suddenly protruding with his cunt-desiring cock. Finally he asked one of the girls to remain after the class had dismissed. He had locked the door and instantly pushed the girl to the floor, and baring a huge hard-on, had fucked her, coming almost before his cockhead had disappeared up her hot flue; he had come a surge of hot, spurting lava that, saved up for weeks with his young wife gone, seemed to flow on and on. The next day, he called the second girl. “He sat me on his lap, his cock hard and bared through his open fly,” she told Mara afterwards. “It is real big and the head is almost more than I can manage to squeeze into my cunt. But once it was inside me, it slid right up to my belly button, it seemed like. Since he had fucked June he was able to stay with me longer and I bounced up and down on his lap for fifteen minutes before he came. But, oooooooooooo, can he come! Like shooting a quart of hot cream as far up in you as you can reach and then it squirts down around the sides of his huge cock like oozing hot butter. I just hugged him about the shoulders and came and came and came!” Then it was Mara's time. “Miss Howard, you have a sentence or two in your last composition I would like to talk to you about,” he told her. “Can you remain after classes this afternoon to go over the paper with me?” “Oh, Dr. James, I was wanting to ask you about that paper. Of course I'll stay. Shall I come… to your study?” She fluttered her eyelashes as she used the word “come” and he smiled slyly. “Eh… er, yes, Miss Howard. Please do come to my study, so we will not be disturbed.” The study was at the back of the classroom. The school corridor was deserted when Mara wandered into the classroom and back to the study, trying to look unconcerned and nonchalant. But under her slack panties, her cunt was steaming, sometimes quivering with a tiny crisis, so anticipatory was she about what was to happen in a few minutes. The teacher was waiting for her. He closed and locked the door and, turning, took her in his arms.
“Miss Howard-Mara,” his voice quivered with his eagerness, “you three girls have nearly driven me crazy this week. But you most of all. When I saw that sweet little cunt of yours winking at me, I knew I just had to eat some of it. And, I hope, have you eat some of mine.” “But, Professor James, I-I have never done anything like that.” “Now, don't give me that. A pretty piece like you has been fucked, sucked and shucked off your clothes every time you had a date with one of these elephantine-hung jocks around this school. I know you have lipped many a cockhead, and you are going to nibble a little on mine, aren't you?” He smiled at her and unzipped his pants. “Ummmm, Dr.
James!” Mara reached into his pants and took out his cock, hot, hard and oozing clear beads of lubricating juice already. Quickly he pushed her to her knees and, with her fist clamped about his cock, guiding the knob to her red lips, he had put his hands upon her head and pulled her toward it. It slipped into her widened Lips and mouth and in an instant she was slurping and sucking for all she was worth. It was then that he taught her the trick of “deep-throating.” “Let's lie on the couch, honey.” He led her gently there, removing his cock from her lips and letting her remain holding it as they glided across the room. He slipped out of his pants and shorts and lay down. “Now, you lie down, with your head to my cock. Take it in your mouth and angle your head like this.” He positioned her head so the cock and throat lined up perfectly. “Let it ease into your mouth. Breathe through your nose, so you won't suffocate. Then, as the head gets to your throat, breathe fast through your nose and let the cock slide on down. Alter that it will be easy to swallow a big, hot, oozing cock.”
She did as he directed, swallowing and gagging at first, but slowly getting the trick. Soon he was slipping his hot, slimy cock all the way down her throat, her nose buried in his hair and his cock nestled against her chin. When he came, his cum spurted down her tube right into her stomach. She eased up on Tim's cock and began to suck it steadily, her cheeks hollowing, her tongue lapping and rubbing around and around the huge cock-knob. It was oozing a stream of liquid that was making the inside of her mouth slick and coated. Then she felt his cock begin to swell and harden, prior to his climax. It filled her throat so that it felt like a huge snake trying to crawl down into her belly. She felt suffocated and had to struggle to breathe through her nose. Gently she eased back upon it until the knob was in her mouth again, and there she sucked upon it, drawing and pressuring the strutting giant cockhead until she knew from his gasp that he was ready to come. Quickly she drew it out of her mouth and eased it between her tits, just as the creamy cum began to spurt from the slit. It spread over her breasts, hung in threads from her nipples and slimed upon her belly. She had not realized until now the huge amount of cum Tim ejaculated, he must have a quart up there, she thought. Then the flow eased and oozed out for a minute or two, and finally ceased. He sighed and his tongue and mouth fell away from her streaming cunt. She had come more times in the past half hour than she had ever come at any one time. She was weak, her mouth aching from its activity, and her body felt as though it had gone through a week of hard work. She raised her thigh over his head and rose from him, then lay down beside him on the blanket. His cock lay soft and thick across his thigh, a little string of cum-juice oozing out of the opening in the head. His balls hung loose and depleted between his legs. Getting to her feet, she moved to the water and, wading out to her knees, she sat down in it, letting the fresh water cool her body, lave her heated cunt and ass, and then, relaxing, she lay and floated, her heels on the sand, her eyes on the clouds floating above her. It was peaceful and she knew that she could sleep instantly if she let herself go. She thought back over the past few weeks and knew that it would be impossible to count the number of times she had been fucked by her son. He was
