Chuck Selwyn - Sleep-In For Daddy

«Such — a — big — prick!» She gasped. «Oh, you're hitting bottom with every stroke, baby. Oohh — I can't stand it! You're too much, darling — you're making your mother come — come!! But don't stop — keep fucking me — oh, keep right on fucking me!»

He felt her cunt seething around his pistoning shaft, sizzling juices flowing copiously as his mother seesawed her crotch and twisted her blazing pussy greedily upon his submerged cockhead. She locked her sleek legs around the small of his back and tried to pull him impossibly deeper into her vagina as she crested violently upon the tidal wave of a tremendous orgasm.

Jerry obeyed her instructions, jamming his swollen club deeply and steadily into her adored snatch, shoving his gorged meat into the greasy socket of her fluctuating pussy, reveling in the strength and power of his prick. His mom loved his meat; she was coming on it, whipping her trim and lovely ass around in spasmed arcs, and he took hold of her thighs to spread them even wider, now slamming his shaft in and out with a fierce hunger he had carried for years, just waiting for this moment.

Angela grunted and twisted, beating the mattress with her fists and arching her slim body to take every corkscrewing thrust into her inflamed cunt. «Oh — you horny little bastard! Oh, you adorable bull! You're fucking me harder and deeper than I've ever been fucked before. Aahh, darling — darling! C — coming! I'm coming again, and again — oohh!»

He rolled his ass and held his cockhead into the voluptuous basket of his mother's vagina, feeling the swift onrush of the semen lifting from his convulsing balls. His knob flexed mightily, and a thick, hissing torrent of come roared out to splash into the slick pocket of his mother's pussy, bathing the walls with bubbling cream, flooding the entire trembling sheath.

Jerry had done it; he had fucked his mother, and she had fucked him back.

He didn't want to ever take it out of her; his prick felt so wonderful, buried to the balls within the marvelous grasping of his mother's beloved pussy, locked tenderly into the greasy, hot depths of that previously forbidden cunt his father had fucked so often, this deliciously thrilling gash that other men had screwed, too. Now Jerry was one of them, and he vividly remembered his mom calling out in the throes of her passion that she had never been fucked so hard and so deep.

The come inundating that precious vagina was mixed, his own bubbling juices blended with the thick jism of his dad, and luxuriously, Jerry wiggled his swollen cockhead into the syrupy puddle of creams. He moved his narrow chest back and forth across the luscious moundings of her magnificent breasts, feeling the stiffness of her yielding nipples. The pressure of her soaked and matted pelvis against his own crotch was stimulating, delightful, and he reveled in the wet texture of her cunt hair, the silken entrapment of her full, sleek thighs.

Angela was one terrific piece of ass, everything he had ever dreamed, wildly passionate and sensuous beyond belief; she had ridden the impalement of his cock madly, trying to devour its length and thickness with the suctioning power of her cunt, trying to grind the meat off inside her by the wheeling of her crotch and the heaving of her madly gyrating ass. Jerry held his shaft inside her, kept his arms around his mothers slim waist, and marveled at the luck that had allowed him to stick her.

Her fabulous snatch pulsed around his embedded prick and she whispered to him, «Oh darling — my own boy, my sweet kid. Who would ever have thought that you'd have such a wonderful, huge cock to thrill your mother with? And for your daddy to instigate this, to turn us on to screwing each other — that's wonderful, too. It's difficult for me to believe this is happening, that I really have my legs locked around my own son's body — but then I feel the size and the hardness of your magnificent prick inside my cunt, and I know it's true.»

«Mommy,» he whispered back snuggling into the ivory column of her throat and smelling the musky perfume of her golden hair, knowing the compelling scent of her aroused sweat. «Mommy, I dreamed so long of doing it to you like this. You're the most beautiful, sexiest girl in the world.»

She wriggled beneath him, the mattress of her pelvic bone sliding, the walls of her soaked vagina caressing his submerged pole. «I'm glad you think so, Jerry, and I feel honored to have been the woman to take your cherry. Oh my — when I think of all the times you must have masturbated, all that gorgeous come you wasted by jacking off, when you could have been pumping the sweet stuff into me — I just feel terrible, because I should have known you were horny, should have sensed that you really needed to be fucked.»

Jerry shivered; just having his own lovely mother talking to him this way was almost enough to make him come again. «Ever — ever since I was old enough to know what a hard-on was for, I needed to fuck you, mom. Nobody else would do, no young girls, nobody; I had to have you, because you're the best and most beautiful.»

With a deft, rolling twist of her svelte hips, Angela unseated his cock, plopping the stiff and chipping meat back out into the air. «Ooh! I hated to let it go, but you have to rest a little, and there are so many things your mommy wants to teach you, baby. And I want to take another good look at my darling's giant prick, just to be sure I'm not dreaming, that every hard inch of that spectacular thing is real.»

Awkwardly, Jerry rolled over onto his back, his heart thumping and hammering as his mother's golden, gleaming body came to its knees beside him, as his mother's slim, fluttering fingers moved in awe over the distended shaft of his gorged prick. Staring up at the way her full, rounded tits hung down, centered by those twin tips of pink perfection, he spread his thighs so that she could touch him wherever she wanted, and hoped that he wouldn't shoot off all over her hand and arm. That's how much the kiss of her hands turned him on, and he shuddered again, knowing the thunderous racing of blood throughout his entire, tensed body.

«Wow,» she breathed raptly, «I never even saw a prick like this one before. It's a glorious monster, Jerry — so long and thick that I wonder how I took it all; ummm — feel those veins all swollen, and the way the head of it spreads out so, all velvety and spongy, but with a hard core of steel inside it. And you're still leaking some semen, a drop or two of little-boy come.»

Her hands wandered up and down his club, and Jerry was proud of the meat, glad he could make her happy with it, shaking as she caressed the length and strayed her exploring fingertips over the knob.

«No wonder you throw such a tremendous load of semen,» she said then, delving between his thighs to play with his balls. «You have balls like a bull, or a stallion, maybe. You can flood any woman's pussy with all the juice these testicles can hold, baby. Oohh! If I had only known, if I'd had the slightest idea that my own kid was carrying all this meat between his legs, I'd have come into your bedroom some dark night and raped you. And if your daddy was hung like you are, I'd screw him to death.»

Jerry swallowed. «I–I didn't know I had a big cock. I just thought that daddy's was small.»

«Oh no,» his mother said, stroking his flexing rod. «Your father's prick is a little bigger than average, I'd say. Of course, size alone doesn't mean all that much. A man can turn on a woman with just a stub, if he uses it properly. But a young stud like you, with so much fantastic cock staying hard so long — once you really get into screwing, youll have to beat off the girls.»

«I don't want any other girls,» he insisted. «Only you, mom. Nobody else could ever thrill me the way you do.»