'Oh, yes! Please,' she wailed. 'Please come, Brett! I want it! I want it deep inside me… come, darling! Oh, God… come!'
Brett arched his hips as high as he could, fucking his cock deep into his mother's grasping cunt. Karen was lifted higher, almost standing on her knees as her son fucking his cock up and down, ramming his prick into In convulsing cunt hard and fast, grunting in a thick way.
A stream of come juice boiled from his cock, spattering the satiny walls of her overheated cunt. The jerking flood of his come juice spurting into her pussy sent Karen into a wailing, mindless ecstasy that was almost alien to her. Her naked body jerked and thrashed on top of him, her eyes squeezed shut, whimpers of delight bubbling from her lips..
Then, swiftly, all her muscles turned to liquid, losing strength. She fell forward, her son's cock clamped tightly by her still-gripping cunt. Her tits fell across his face and one nipple popped between his lips. While her naked ass writhed over him, his cock still up her cunt, Brett sucked at his mother's rubbery nipple, his tongue licking. She felt his hands sliding up her thighs, over her hips, then around to caress the creamy surfaces of her quivering ass cheeks.
She rested atop him, letting her ecstasy drain away slowly: His hands felt so good on her naked ass, sliding and touching and feeling. After a moment or so she pulled her nipple from his mouth and held herself up by her
hands, looking down into his young handsome face. Brett's eyes sparkled up at her, and he kept holding her ass.
Karen grinned suddenly.
Brett returned the grin.
'I guess we're sort of crazy, Brett,' she said in a low whisper.
'Probably, Mother,' he agreed.
'But I don't care. Do you?'
He shook his head.
'We can be as crazy as we want, don't you think, honey?'
He nodded his head, still grinning up at her.
'What about Sally now?' Karen asked.
'I don't know, Mother.'
'You don't have to give her up, darling,' she said. 'You can still keep her for your girlfriend. I'll just be the spare. You know, when you need a piece and she's not around.'
Brett's grin widened.
Karen wiggled her ass, giggling. Lifting from him, she rested at his side, one of her warm thighs across his, her hand cupping his cock and balls. Brett's arm cradled her head as they rested, both growing sleepy now. The beast between her thighs had stopped its pacing, stopped bellowing demands-for the time being.
When she woke up, her back was pressed
against her son's warm body. They lay in a spoon fashion and she felt his cock pressing against the crack of her ass. There was a heat to his prick, and his cock throbbed between her creamy ass cheeks. His arm was around her, his hand holding a firm, smooth tit. His cock was hard, and she shivered. Facing the window, she was aware of the sun high in the sky. She didn't have to look at the clock to tell her it was getting close to noon.
She wiggled her naked ass against her son's cock, feeling his prick respond with an eager throb. Her eyes began to glitter as she made soft cooing noises. She twisted her ass against him gently and slowly, enjoying the feel of his cock there.
Karen moved a hand between her thighs, shifting her position slightly. She drew the swollen head of his cock to the puffy lips of her hairy cunt. Gently, she inserted that precious smooth cockhead into her cunt, moving very slowly, savoring the pleasure of her son's cock fucking into her pussy again. He was still sleeping, his breathing hot and even on her back. Going very slowly, she moved her ass until she had the full length of his cock in her cunt. She held still this way for a while, not moving but enjoying the throbbing of his prick deep inside her. She cupped his hand which
rested on her tit, curling his fingers about the roundness.
Finally she began to move her ass, moving slowly and gently, fucking him as he slept. But Brett didn't stay asleep for long. She felt him squeeze her tit and his moist lips kissed her naked back.
'Mmmmmmm, good morning,' she whispered, her hips in constant motion. 'Good morning to you, Brett. And good morning to you, too, Mister Cock… Mister Hard Cock!'
Brett laughed, fucking his prick into her cunt as deep as he could, bringing a peal of giggling pleasure from his mother.
Karen drew her knees upwards, and her son scooted down a bit. His cock fucked in and out of her liquidy cunt easily, and Karen lifted one thigh so she could grasp his balls. She twisted and pulled them, but gently, as he fucked her slowly. Her ass would not be still. She was in constant motion, writhing against his lower stomach, feeling the heat of his flesh. It seemed to Karen that her son's cock went deeper than the night before.
The longer he fucked her, the better it felt. She began to mewl softly, twisting her ass about as he fucked his cock in and out of her cunt.
They fucked slowly, without the frenzy of the steaming, mindless passion of before. They fucked with love now. And, as her son's cock fucked in and out of her pussy, Karen was making some fast decisions. She didn't see why her son and his girlfriend, Sally, should be the only ones to really enjoy fucking. She saw no reason why she should try and contain that wild, constantly hungry beast between her thighs. It would be hopeless to try and tame it, to control it. It was too wild, too demanding.
'Fuck me,' she whispered, hesitantly. 'Fuck me, Brett!'
'Yeah, I will, Mother,' he grunted from behind her, fucking his cock into her cunt harder. 'I'll fuck you, Mother!'
She felt his tongue licking about her spine, running up and down it, then swirling about her shoulder blades. He was squeezing her tit hard, sending delightful shivers through her.
'Mmmmmm, fuck me, fuck me,' she whispered softly, the words sounding good to her. 'Fuck me, Brett… fuck me good, baby!'
'You have a hot cunt, Mother,' she heard him saying at her back. 'You're cunt is real hot and wet!'
A shiver shot up and down her flesh. She would not let Sally do anything she couldn't
do. Sally was a young girl, and she was in her early thirties if Sally could use those words to inflame and excite her son, she could too, and much better. Not that she felt there was any need to compete with the pretty girl. She felt more a desire to please her son than any sense of competition with Sally.
'Your cock is so hard, Brett,' she breathed huskily. 'You have such a hard cock, darling… and it feels so good in mother's cunt!'
Brett ran his tongue about her back, licking the silky flesh, his hips pumping.
'And your balls,' she went on, rolling them about in her hand as she twisted her naked ass. 'Your balls are so full and sweet, so precious. You come so much in me, honey. I love to feel your cock coming off inside me, inside my cunt, my pussy…twat…cunt…cunt, cunt!'
Brett was fucking her faster and faster, the words she was using inflaming his mind and passions. Karen wiggled her ass about for him, thrashing back and forth in time with his lunges. Her cunt was about to spasm with those deliciously sweet orgasms. She squeezed at his balls, pulling them, urging her son to squirt, to come, to flood, her steamy cunt with his thick, sweet come juice.
As the orgasms rippled through her, making
her stomach clutch and her tits tingle in tightness, her hairy cunt sucked at her son's cock with increasingly harder waves. The head of her pussy, the wetness, seemed to devour his hard, throbbing cock, eating at his prick, trying to suck his hard cock deep inside her body.
'Oooooo, baby, baby!' she cooed, writhing her ass back against him, drawing her knees higher and tighter. 'Go real deep up my cunt! Ahhhhh, yes! That's it, Brett! Ohhhh, fuck me! Fuck my hot cunt… come up my wet pussy! Oh, fill mother's hungry cunt with come juice, darling! Squirt it to me.. spurt it… gush it…'
'Uh… uh!' Brett grunted, fucking her pussy hard and deep. A long moan came from him as his cock spurted, sending the creamy juice from his balls deep into his mother's greedy cunt.
Karen squealed as she felt his cock spewing into her pussy. The hair-lined lips of her cunt seemed to grip his
