open the drawer of her bedside table and pulled out a little pink box.
Removing the lid, she scooped the little balls into the palm of her hand and clacked them together. 'Ah yes that's what I need this morning,' she sighed.
Lying back on the bed, she spread her thighs, then reached down to her pussy, pried apart the thick cunt lips. Gently, she slid one of the balls inside, and she felt it roll down the length of her cunt tunnel till it bounced up against the entrance to her womb.
'Oooh.' she gasped, feeling the vibrations of excitement start there. Holding her breath, she dropped the other small ball into her cunt, and it rolled down her pussy, banging against the first ball.
'Aaaaie!' When the two balls collided, they sent hundreds of buzzing, sizzling sensations pulsing through her pussy.
Now she rose slowly off the bed and walked toward the rocking chair in the corner of the room. With each step she took, the balls clacked lightly together, sending sparks of sheer joy up and down her spine, igniting a fire of lust deep in her cunt.
Her eyelids fluttered, and her breath came in short, noisy rasps. She settled herself on the chair, tried to calm herself a little before beginning to rock. When she felt the straining, contracting spasms in her cunt quiet down a little, felt the ben wa balls come to. rest deep in her cunt tunnel, then she pushed off with her feet, and the chair rocked backward. Since the balls were already resting at the end of her pussy tunnel, this brought about no important change, but when the chair rocked forward, the balls slid toward the entrance of her pussy hole. Rocking backward once again, she caused the balls to collide over and over again.
Each time they hit each other, shock waves of sensation went coursing through Felicia' s sensitive cunt, bouncing off her pussy walls like bullets gone wild. Her nerves pulsed and sizzled with sensation, her cunt contracted wildly around the little balls, sending them skittering against each other all the more.
'Aaaie! No! Shit!' Felicia cried. Though the pleasure and excitement were becoming too much for her, she didn't stop rocking in the chair. The balls kept clicking and clacking together, vibrating fast and hard. And her cunt echoed with the clashing steel.
'Heeeeelp!' Felicia whimpered as one, two, three orgasms upped through her guts. And still more followed. Now, even the slightest movement in the chair caused the spinning, bouncing metal balls to crash together, creating a constant stimulation.
Four, five, six climaxes erupted in a matter of seconds, and more were building deep in her pussy. Shuddering and groaning, her hands clutching the arms of the chair, Felicia rode that rocker for nearly twenty minutes, her mind exploding with overload, her clit so swollen and red with excitement, it felt as if it would burst.
At last, Felicia decided she could take no more. She had overdone it this time. She knew that if she continued, she would collapse into unconsciousness in the chair, and Lord knew when she would wake up. Chuck was due home about noon, and she didn't want him to find her here like that.
Reluctantly, she stood up, wriggling her ass and contracting her cunt, so the ben wa balls rolled to the entrance of her pussy hole. Then she poked her fingers inside and removed them both. They were sticky with her cunt juice and she took them in the bathroom with her and wiped them off carefully.
Then she turned on the cold water tap of the shower, thinking the blast of icy water would cool her off some. And when she stepped beneath the freezing spray, squealing with discomfort, all thoughts of sex did, indeed, vanish. She scrubbed herself vigorously, waking up, returning to reality. Then she turned off the' spigot, stepped onto the bath mat and toweled herself dry.
Her skin was a bright pink from all the stimulation of the cold water and toweling, and her nipples stood out hard and pointed like little spikes. She rubbed the palms of her hands lightly over her nipples, a habit of hers and she shivered with pleasure. Again, she rubbed her palms over her tits.
'Aw, Christ, that feels good!' she groaned. She began to rotate her hips slowly, feeling a quicksilver flash of excitement race from her throbbing fits down to her overworked cunt and cit.
Grabbing her nipples hard between her thumbs and forefingers, she squeezed and twisted them, and the sharp pains that lashed them only excited her more. Her clit sprang up, hard and aching, and her heart pounded in her chest.
'You're a sleazy cunt,' she whispered to herself, enjoying her non-stop lust.
Now, holding her breath, she stabbed her long, pointed fingernails into her sensitive nipples, and she howled with pain and excitement as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. She threw herself onto her belly, press-big her tortured tits and hot cunt into the carpeting, loving the way it burned her skin when she pulled herself back at forth over it.
Completely exhausted, she roiled over on her back and paused a moment to catch her breath. Then, she staggered onto her feet and grabbed her terrycloth robe, tying the sash loosely about her waist. Heading for the kitchen, she planned to make herself a pot of coffee. But just as she turned into the hallway, Chuck, looking handsome and carefree in his cut-offs, opened the door from the garage and stopped inside.
'Hi, Mom!' he said, eyeing her robe. 'Hey, just get up?'
'I=m afraid so. Pretty lazy, huh? How was surfing?'
He pulled a long face. 'Not so hot; there weren't any good waves to speak of.'
'Oh, that's too bad.'
They stood there silently for a moment or two. Suddenly, before she had time to think what she was doing, Felicia blurted out: 'I wonder if you'd do me a favor…'
'Sure, Mom. What did you have in mind?' 'I,… I have sort of a crick in my neck. Would you mind massaging it for me?'
'Uh, sure, sure. But I don't know if it'll help. I'm not much good at that sort of thing.'
Felicia nodded, forcing a stiff little smile. She promised herself that she'd let him rub her neck for a few moments, and then put an end to the whole thing. It would go no further than that. It couldn't.
She sat down on the living room couch, motioning for Chuck to sit beside her. He sauntered over to her, only to be met by the sexy sight of her full, beautiful tits. They were almost wholly visible down the gaping top of her loosely tied robe. He sucked in his breath and forced himself to look away. Felicia couldn't help but see the tightening in his groin. His cock was swelling rapidly.
He hesitated for a moment and then sat down beside Felicia. She turned sideways, so she had her back to him.
'It-it hurts right here,' she said, pointing to where her neck met her shoulder blades. 'Could you just you know rub it a little?'
'S-sure,' Chuck stammered. He reached up and smoothed his fingers lightly over the graceful curves of her neck. Her skin was warm and smooth and fresh from the shower, and it gave off a clean, flowery scent.
Felicia quivered, arching her neck, and Chuck began to massage her. 'Ah yes, that's it, dear. Perfect…
Encouraged, he massaged more vigorously, moving down to her shoulders, squeezing them through the robe.
'Wait a minute, dear. Let me just lower the robe a little… 'As he paused, she wriggled on the couch, loosening the sash and pushing the material from her shoulders. For a moment, the robe hung open in front, but because she was turned away from Chuck, her tits and cunt were blocked from his view. Chuck sat there rigidly, holding his breath, not daring to move.
'All right, dear; that's better, I think,' Felicia purred, beginning to relish her role as temptress, although she knew that teasing her son was wicked.
Chuck gulped and began rubbing along her spine.
'Down a little lower, darling,' Felicia purred, lowering the robe still farther.
The situation was getting critical, but still Chuck did as she asked. With small circular motions, he rubbed the skin near her right side, and she sighed with pleasure. He had a nice touch. He was a natural.
By now, Chuck's cock was ramrod-stiff in his fight shorts. His stomach was contracting in that violent way it did when he was surfing and had just picked up a giant way that was about to crest. His heart pounded in his chest, and his breathing was becoming harsh and irregular.
'I'm still a little uncomfortable,' Felicia said. She, too, was breathing hard and trembling under Chuck's touch. 'I think that in order to do a really good job, you should do my whole back. I'll just lie down on my stomach on the floor and let you really go at it! It would make me feel a lot better. You don't mind, dear, do you?'
'N-no.' he said.
