Chuck Selwyn - Sleep-In For Daddy

As Jerry inched his glans up into his mom's rich pussy, the juice of that wondrous slot was still damp upon his cheeks and chin, but there was plenty more of the fragrant oil left inside, and his iron-hard shaft eased slowly up into the velvet grasping. It was groovy to look down and actually watch his prick slide into his mother's exquisite cunt, to see those furry lips taking the meat between them, and Jerry stared until he could see the stem of his powerful club against the crack of his mother's ass.

«It's in all the way,» she gasped. «Oh lord — how your cock fills me up, darling. Fuck me easy, baby — but fuck me.»

He backed his cock out, all the way back to the ridge around the head, and held it barely within the squeeze of his mom's juicy cunt as she rolled her ass carefully; then Jerry stroked it back into the narrow sleeve, packing that lascivious, vagina with his meat and feeling the bulb reaching to the spongy bed of her womb.

Angela rocked tenderly upon his cautious thrusts, working her tight pussy around his pole and humping backward. Her back was a long, graceful line, and her cascade of hair hung down to splash upon the sheet below. As he fucked her, Jerry thought he just might wrap all that soft, silken hair around his big cock sometime, and fuck it, too, so he could come into its scented folds. He'd bet his dad hadn't done anything like that.

«But now she was making feverish spirals around his sliding rod, and his balls were swinging freely between her thighs. Jerry leaned forward slowly, working his ass in long, tender strokes; his chest came down against his mom's shoulder blades, and his belly was on her lower back. Oh, it felt good; it felt wonderful to be putting it to her like this, as if she was a bitch in heat and he was the big male dog with a cock hard as a baseball bat. It would be heaven if he could get stuck to her, the way dogs got glued together.

Reaching one hand down and around, he caught a pendulous breast and cupped it as he continued to piston his shaft in and out of the liquid depths of her tremulous snatch. His other hand fumbled down her belly until the fingers came into her cunt hair, and Jerry shook violently as he felt the stretched lips of her cunt as well as the greasy, moving staff of his own cock.

The clit, he remembered, and fingered to discover it nestled in its ultra-soft hooding of succulent flesh. His mother quivered as he diddled it while continuing to stroke the length of his massive prick into her steaming vagina, and he shuddered with her as he used other fingertips to tickle the underside of his slippery rod.

«You're driving me wild!» Angela hissed. «Oh — ahh, baby, I can't stand it! Give it to me, darling — ram your big, hard cock into your mommy's hungry pussy — ahh — ah! It's so long and thick, and my clit is going crazy — oohh!»

Her ass churned up against his crotch, and Jerry rolled his cock around inside the narrow sleeve of her pulsating hole, squeezing one tit and fingering her clit as his mother's body arched. She seemed to be trying to lift them both off the bed.

He felt her come, felt the violent contractions of her cunt walls as they locked around his ballooned cockhead buried so deeply within them. She jerked and winced, moaning between clenched teeth as she crested furiously, and Jerry fed her some more prick, slid it in and out, grinding it and driving it home to the hilt in that flowing hot nest without a thought of gentleness.

Angela slowly buckled beneath him, slowly gave way to the strength of his driving thrusts, and Jerry found himself lying on top of her as her tits were mashed flat against the bed. Using both hands, he forced her thighs open still wider, and sledged his stiff prick into her limp hole again and again, listening to the sloshing noises it made there.

She was so helpless beneath him, turned completely passive and drained of any immediate response, much less any resistance. Holding his knob flrmly against her cervix, Jerry felt like a conqueror, like some jungle giant raping a maiden, a victorious warrior fucking a woman he had dragged by the hair out of her flaming home.

Lifting one knee and then the other, he pushed her thighs together, straddling her legs and making her pussy even tighter around the submerged length of his prick. As he stared down at the luscious mounds closed there, it seemed as if he had his cock driven right up her ass. Jerry lay down on her again, barely able to move his prick back and forth in the snug clenching of her closed vagina. But it was something special, feeling her ass against his crotch, feeling his balls rubbing the backs of her satin thighs.

Angela began to move beneath him, her breath gusting from her lungs with every slow penetrating stroke he took, but she was coming alive once more, being lifted from her laxness to strive for yet another orgasm upon her son's mighty club. His mom's ass went ticktock, ticktock, and Jerry kept sliding to it. Her cunt was juicy and very tight in this position, and he reveled in the enchanted sensation.

She groaned and squirmed, so Jerry caught her hair from behind and held her the way he wanted to stay, forced her to remain in position as his heavy cock worked back and forth, pistoned in and out. He was getting close, and by the palpitations of his mothers oily snatch, he knew she was, too.

Pumping faster, Jerry crammed his swollen meat to the hilt and held it there, held his mother transfixed upon its long, thick strength as the cockhead trembled and the torrent came rushing up from his flexing balls.

Angela shrieked softly as she came, and beat the mattress with her slim fists, her head rolling from side to side like a clockwork pendulum of gold. Jerry let it go then and felt the heavy stream gush boiling far up into his mother's beautiful receptive pussy. His vital liquid roared against her womb in great, sticky globules like hot oysters, and the overflow packed the length and breath of her vagina, bathing the rest of his embedded shaft with the greasy soup. None could escape, because his root kept her cunt lips so tightly around it, because he had her thighs squeezed together.

Panting, Jerry rested his draining balls upon the cleft of his mom's shivering, sweet ass and nuzzled his face into the silken tenting of her hair from behind. They were both sweating, their skin turned feverish and slick from the energy of their long, intense fucking, and they panted together, sighed together, their hearts pounding in unision for what seemed like slow and melting hours.

Into the pillow, Angela said, «I've never been screwed like that before

— never. Oh darling, what a magnificent lover you are. You can use your wonderful young prick so tenderly, then turn it fierce, and I love it, both ways. You've fucked your mommy so well, baby, you've given me so much fantastic cock that I could die right now, and never be happier.»

Gently then, Jerry lifted himself, afraid that his weight might be hurting her, and with great care, he withdrew his greasy prick from her torrid snatch, watching as it slid out all foamy, and saw a creamy trickle of his come follow to puddle below the crack of his mother's ass. His semen was soaking into the sheet, and he wondered how often his father had stained the bed, too.

One thing he knew for certain, Jerry told himself as he lay down beside the stilled form of his mom's nude body — he was as much man, as good a lover, as anybody; she'd said so, and she was experienced enough to know. His mother had sampled more than one prick, since she was started on her way at an early age by her uncle. She had fucked some of the guys around the neighborhood, so she knew which of them could satisfy her and who was a fizzle.

Rolling over onto his back, Jerry held his softening cock and looked down at it. He was proud of it now, happy that it was so much bigger than the usual shaft, according to his mom. Back there when he had only been jacking off, he'd been a little bit afraid he might not be able to handle a woman, when he got the chance. But he'd done more than okay, he had screwed his mother into limpness, and that took some doing, although he realized that it wouldn't take much to turn her on again.