watering for his prick.
Now, she was sitting on one of the kitchen chairs and Clay was standing in front of her with his cock in her mouth. It was heaven for her. She loved having his cock between her lips. He
had his jeans and shorts down at his ankles, nothing but a tee-shirt on top and his naked body below that. She held his balls in one hand, the other hand fondling his hard little ass. Her mouth worked over his cockhead and cockshaft.
My lollipop, she thought. She fucked him with her mouth, pumping her lips back and forth along his hard prick. She knew this was another step with him, one step farther. Last time, all she had done was jerk him off and suck his cock at the end. This time, she was giving him a real blow-job.
She told herself she was too hungry for his cock. She loved blowing him. And he obviously loved it, too. He rocked his ass, gently fucking his cock in and out of her mouth as she sucked. She wondered what he thought of her as. he looked down at it. His mother, a cocksucker. Yes, she was a cock-sucker. All those boys she had sucked off. Hundreds! She'd lost count. Now this one was her own son. And the best. This was definitely the best cock, because it was Clay's.
After a while, she stopped it. She didn't want him to come yet. She told him they ought to go to the living room to be more comfortable. They laughed together as he hobbled along with his jeans and shorts down on his legs. In the living
room, she quickly stripped her clothes off. Clay's eyes were hot as he watched her undress. When she was down to her bra and panties, she smiled at him.
'Naked?' she asked.
'Oh, yeah!'
She took everything off. Then she slipped into her heels again. Clay already had all his clothes off. She called him to her, and they wrapped their arms around each other. His cock pressed against her pussy. They kissed. She rubbed against his cock. With heels on, she was as tall as he was, and it was delicious to have his big prick pushing against her cuntlips. This was the first time they had touched each other like this without their clothes on. She loved it. She loved the feel of his hard body pressing against hers.
The kiss became hotter. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, and soon he returned the caress. At this moment, she realized he was more her lover than her son. Or both lover and son. How confusing it was. Here she was kissing a man, both of them completely naked, and the man was, her own son.
He wasn't that confident about touching her body. She pulled at his hands to get them on her ass. His touch was tentative at first. But soon he was squeezing and fondling her asscheeks
the way she liked it.
He turned her on so much. She fondled his cock and balls while they kissed and hugged each other. She felt so close to him.
'You can touch my boobs, if you like.'
His hands immediately left her ass to cup her tits. He groaned with excitement as he fondled her.
She chuckled. 'You do like them, don't you?'
'They turn me on.'
'They're not as firm as they used to be. They droop a little.'
'I like them just the way they are. These are super tits.'
'You shouldn't ever talk about this. Not to anyone.
'Don't worry, I won't.'
'Go on, suck my tits if you want. I always like that.'
He quickly bent his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth. She remembered how he'd sucked her tits when he was an infant. Now, eighteen years later, he was doing it again. Only this time not for the milk. This time it WBS only for pleasure. Her pleasure, too. She loved the feel of his mouth on her. She held her tit for him. She used both hands to hold the tit up to
his sucking mouth. Then she had him move to the other tit and suck it until the nipple was just as swollen as the first one.
He kept sucking her tits like a hungry calf. After a while, his hand slid down over her belly to her cunt bush. He hesitated. She told him to go on. After coming this far, it would be silly to stop him. She couldn't tell him not to touch her pussy. She wanted it as much as he did.
His fingers slid into her pussy gash, two fingers between her cuntlips. She was dripping wet. He pushed farther, fucking his fingers inside her wet cunt hole. She loved it. She moved her legs apart a bit to give his hand more room. Now he had his mouth on one tit and his fingers in her cunt. He had a good touch. He knew how to fondle a pussy. Sometimes when she made it with a boy his age, the boy would be too rough with his hands. She liked her pussy treated gently. Clay's fingers felt just right. She liked the way he rolled his thumb over the shaft of her clit. He was indeed like a lover to her now.
He kept his fingers in her cunt as he straightened up. She squeezed his cock and smiled at him.
'My pussy is very wet, isn't it?'
'That means you're turned an.'
'And what about this?' She looked down
at his cock. 'God, what a lovely big prick you've got.' Then she stopped smiling. 'I hope we're not going to be sorry for this. I hope we won't regret it.'
'Not me.'
He was in a fever of excitement. She could see it in his eyes. She stroked his cock carefully. She didn't want him coming in her hand. She finally pulled away from him and sat down in one of the easy chairs. She called him to her. He came to stand in front of her and she took his cock in her mouth. This time, she intended to bring him off. She wanted the feel of his prick shooting off in her mouth. He seemed to sense it. He groaned and caressed her head as she sucked him. She used both hands on his ass, cupping and squeezing his asscheeks.
She pulled her mouth away. 'Go on, honey, you can come. Come in my mouth now, if you want to.'
'Oh, Jesus!'
She sucked his cock-knob again and jacked his cockshaft with her fingers to bring his cumload out. He groaned as he pumped his ass. For a moment, there was confusion. They were both trying to fuck each other, she with her mouth and him with his cock.
Barbara broke away and giggled. 'All right,
you do it.'
She held still while he fucked his cock in and out of her mouth. His big balls slapped against her chin with each thrust. She fondled his ass. He was like a young animal fucking her face. So vigorous. She tickled his asscrack. She found his asshole with her fingertip and rubbed the outside of it. He made a noise in his throat as she pushed the tip of her finger inside. Just the tip. She loved finger-fucking a boy's asshole while she had his cock in her mouth. Some of them went crazy when she, did it. She remembered how excited Clay had been last time. She suddenly pulled her mouth away from his cock. She wanted some spit on her finger. She sucked her finger and smiled up at him.
'Now I can get my finger all the way in.' Then he had his cock in her mouth again and her finger pushed deep inside his hot asshole. He groaned as the finger went in; His cock was so strong. He fucked steadily in and out of her mouth. She loved getting face-fucked. His cockhead kept jabbing at her throat, but she loved it. He was a good mouth-fucker. She was turned on by it, excited by the feel of his cock sliding in and out of her mouth while his asshole gripped her finger.
Then he was coming.
He cried out, a deep cry of pleasure as his prick started squirting. His thick jism gushed out on her tongue and splattered the back of her throat. She swallowed gobs of his cum. She squeezed his balls as he finished coming. He continued pumping, slowing down gradually, his cock like a thick sausage as it slid back and forth between her lips.
After it was over, they went to the sofa and sat down beside each other. They kissed again. His hand slipped between her thighs. He wanted to play with her cunt like he had before. She opened her legs. She was thrilled by the feel of his fingers in her pussy.
'You came a gallon.'
He chuckled. 'Yeah, I guess so. You don't mind?'
