Frank Brown: Mom peeps on the boys

He looks so much like Zenobia's stableboy, Alice kept telling herself – to take her mind off the somewhat frightening reality of what was happening. The boy had pulled off his shoes and socks and now as pushing down his white pants. It's uncanny how much he looks like that stableboy, Alice thought again.

The boy stood there in a pair of white bikini briefs. It looked as if a softball had been stuffed in their crotch. The boy pushed down the briefs and his cock sprung up and out.

His prick looked like a big veiny billyclub. And it throbbed. Alice couldn't take her eyes off his cock. Her husband's cock was nowhere near this big, this powerful looking. The boy's fuckrod almost frightened her.

Thomas mounted the massage table, climbing up at the foot end and kneeling above Alice. His cock kept throbbing. His smooth skin was flushed from his face to his feet.

"Thomas," Alice said. "Oh God, what are you doing?"

The boy was panting, his powerful chest heaving up and down. He mumbled something, but Alice couldn't make it out. He appeared totally flustered, the opposite of his usual professional self. He reached down, forcing Alice's thighs back against her shoulders, opening her up. He moved forward, hooked his shoulders under her knees, pushed his fat cock-head against her pussyhole.

Alice was shaking. He was going to fuck his prick into her cunt whether she wanted him to or not. She was powerless to sop him. He would rape her if she resisted.

She mumbled gibberish, unable to understand even herself.

The boy leaned into her, wiggling his loins. His prick forced her cuntlips wide. The cock-knob slid inside, then the prickshaft. With a smooth, gliding motion, every inch of his prick disappeared inside her pussy. His eyes rolled back and he groaned.

And Alice groaned with him. It was such a delicious sensation as the boy fucked into her with his smooth hard prick. Oh God, she wanted to feel it again! She wished his cock were a mile long so she could feel it fucking into her for hours. That initial fuck-thrust felt so good.

She realized she was panting as fast as the boy was. She reached up, running her hands up and down his flanks. Her palms made caressing circles on his lower back. She stroked his ass.

"Oh God," she moaned. "Fuck me!"

The boy started to move. His hands braced on the table alongside her shoulders, he began to raise his loins. His cock slipped nearly out of her, then fucked back in as he simultaneously swung his hips and drove with his powerful thighs. His asscheeks contracted as he rammed his cock in to the balls.

Alice moaned, her pussy saturated with itchy thrills. She clutched at his back with her tapered fingernails. As he pulled out and fucked in again, she wiggled her ass, screwing her cunt upward on his plunging cock.

"Oh Thomas, fuck me! Oh yes!"

The boy ground down on her, rubbing his chest against her oiled tits. His sweat dripped on her face. As his skin rubbed against hers, he became slippery with her oil. His sweat added more lubrication and soon their skin was making wet noises as it slid together.

"Let me wrap my legs around you," Alice said. "I want to feel more of you."

The boy eased up for a few seconds to allow Alice to slide her legs off his shoulders, over which they'd been hooked, and she got her legs inside his arms and flung them around his lower back. She clutched him with her arms and legs and he writhed in her embrace. She contracted her cunt around his buried cock, massaging his big prick with her cuntal muscles until he gasped. His cock flexed repeatedly inside her.

"It's just like a mouth," he muttered. "It sucks like a mouth." He lay on her with his full weight, rubbing himself against her oiled flesh, letting her pleasure his cock with her deft cunt.

She bit his jaw, licked his salty neck. "Fuck me," she growled, wanting to feel his cock move inside her some more. "Oh God, give it to me!" She clawed down his back, grinding her hairy groin against his. "Mmmm, fuck me!"

The boy looked delirious. He squirmed on top of her, rubbing his cock in circles inside her pussy. Her teeth gnawed his neck and she felt him shiver.

"Grind that big thing," she moaned. "Oh Thomas, move it!"

"Ohhhh mannn!" The boy thrust, thrust again, fucking his cock in deep.

"Oh, you brute, fuck me!" She couldn't get enough of this feeling, of the boy's muscular body and hard cock. She hadn't felt so possessed, so loved in years.

Thomas braced his elbows on the table, swinging his pelvis, plunging his fat prick. His prick-head popped in and out of the mouth of her womb. His cockshaft rippled against the sensitive wet meat of her swollen cuntlips.

"Ohhh yeahhh, yeahhhh!" he moaned, his eyes glazed over with lust. His prick swelled inside her cunt each time he thrust, hardening like steel. His abdomen smacked against hers, their sweaty, oiled flesh making sucking noises as it met, then pulled apart.

Alice tossed her head, rolled it from side to side on the table. The small pillow had long ago been knocked aside and had fallen to the floor. She clung to the fucking youth, grunting and panting even louder than he was. Each time his prick fucked into her a zillion fuck-tingles flood her cunt and loins. Her cuntmeat swelled, growing tighter and tighter. It felt as if her lions would explode.

"Oh Thomas, oh God, baby, fuck me!" She clawed his back some more, not caring whether she ripped his skin. She ground her heels into his ass, spurring him on to fuck her harder, deeper, faster.

"Oh! Oh God, oh shit!" The boy was shaking. The veins stood out on his neck and temples. He slammed his cock into her, fucking in again and again.

Alice thought she'd die with pleasure. She was on the verge of exploding, and she wanted the feeling to last forever.

The boy rutted with one last barrage of fuck-thrusts. His body vibrated as if its every cell were quivering and ready to burst. His eyes rolled back until only the whites were visible.

Alice held her breath. Her cunt contracted hard.

The boy shuddered. "God!" he gasped. "Oh fuck!" His jism surged into her pussy.

Alice gripped him in a crushing embrace, feeling his cock pulsing inside her pussy and his jism spurting into her. Her cuntmeat tightened to near splitting, her toes curled under, and she melted into ecstasy.

"Ohhhhh, yesssss!" she moaned, her cunt chewing up the boy's cum-spurting prick, her pelvis grinding, her nails digging in. "Ohhh, shoot it!"

The husky young masseur whimpered in her arms, fucking his sizzling cum-load deep into her pussy. His cock flexed repeatedly and her cunt responded by gripping, sucking, gnawing. She felt slick juices running out of her fuckhole and down her asscrack, whether cum or her own female fuck juices she didn't know. As her pussy filled with jism, the boy's plunging cock made obscene liquid noises inside her. When he finally pulled out, his cock was dripping with cum and pussy juice.

He climbed off the table and wiped his cock carefully with a hand towel. Still flushed to the bone, he quickly dressed.

"You can turn over now, Mrs. Anderson," he mumbled. "I'll do your back."

With an embarrassed giggle, Alice flipped over. She almost fell asleep as the talented young man stroked and kneaded the muscles of her back. She came wide wake again, however, as the boy buried his face between her legs and licked her cummy cunt from behind.

The rain hadn't lessened any. It was dark as Alice drove home from the health club. The raindrops refracted the glow from lights momentarily, then were swept aside by the rhythmically swishing wipers. Alice drove in a daze, hardly able to believe she had been fucked at the spa, not wanting to even think about it. She just wanted to get home and shower the smell of that boy off her, then soak in the hot-tub with a drink in one hand. She needed to pull herself together.