Brian Laver: Mom was best

Sue was driving Phil into a frenzy of passion with her skillful fingering. She scratched his cock lightly and brushed her fingers under the prick-head. She could tell by the way his rod was throbbing now that he wasn't too far from coming.

"Fuck me now, Phil," she whispered hoarsely. "Now, now. Fuck me, oh-h-h, fuck me!"

Her voice was rising with lust. Suddenly, Phil lifted her onto the small sink beside them. Pulling his fingers from her crotch openings, he grabbed an ass-cheek in each hand and brought his cock to her gaping cunt. Sue helped him enter her. They both made desperate groans as his prick stretched her inner lips and filled her cave. There was nothing in the world like the feeling of his cock in a tight pussy, Phil thought as he felt her cunt slide over his rod. It fit like a sock. He kept pushing and his prick went deeper and deeper as Sue moaned.

Phil began moving his hips back and forth, driving his prick in and out relentlessly. He felt her pussy muscles gripping his cock as he withdrew it, then she resisted his thrust, so they both had the maximum sensations. Phil moved slowly at first, then gradually increased his pumping speed as the pleasure mounted.

Phil pushed Sue's body back against the minor over the sink, and leaned back against the wall. Now, looking down, be could see his prick pistoning into her cunt. He could see her pink inner lips stretched over the thickness of his prick, her cunt sucking on his dong, trying to bold on to it.

Sue's wanton cries sounded incredibly loud in that tiny space and the cries increased Phil's passion. He was bearing almost all of her weight in his hands as be gripped her ass. Sue had her legs thrown around his waist. She was pulling their hips together with all her might as their orgasms began to overwhelm them.

Phil began to grunt with animal passion as pure pleasure filled him. His jism came to a boil and began charging into Sue's pussy. As it exploded from his cock, he was hit with bolts of ecstasy. He screwed up his face in a grimace of pleasure and had to fight to keep his eyes open so he could see the expression of passion on Sue's face.

Her orgasm was overpowering too, and when she felt the heat of his cream shooting into her cunt, she hit her peaks. Taking him into a tight scissors hold with her legs, she pumped her cunt on his spewing prick with a last, desperate flurry of fucking madness.

They kept going as long as they could, but soon they were staggering in exhaustion. Phil let Sue's weight down on the sink and relaxed his body on the cool metal wall behind him again. They stayed like that, their eyes shut and chests heaving. They both felt Phil's cock shrivel in the grip of Sue's soggy cunt. When it finally slipped out, they tried to get themselves together.

With dazed minds, they pulled their clothes into position, arranged their hair and left the men's room. There were about twenty men standing at the door, waiting to see who was responsible for all the lewd noises that came from there. It didn't occur to Sue and Phil that anyone had heard them, and even when they heard the applause and laughter break out, it didn't mean anything to them.

They staggered back to their seats and collapsed in satisfaction. Sue noticed Phil lift his hand to his face every now and then to sniff the odor of her cunt that still covered his fingers. She was thinking about the visit she had just taken to Persy Prep.

Sue felt bad about having sent Bill away to school, but since his father died, she didn't seem to be able to manage very well. Harry had been dead for almost two years, and she was getting herself together slowly, but there were still problems. Fortunately, guys like Phil kept her biggest problem under control. But horiness reared its head at any hour, and when that happened, Sue was finding herself less able to control herself. She was doing things to get laid now that she never dreamed she would do, and she couldn't have a handsome teenage kid like Bill around.

All the guys were more agitated than usual after visits. Bill loved to see his mother on Sundays, but that was only part of the fun. There weren't any girls at Persy Prep, but on Sundays the place was filled with the mothers and sisters, and some of them were real hot chicks. Bill knew that his own mother was one of the best-looking women to visit, and he knew that she was in a lot of the guys' minds when they went to their rooms and jerked off when all the visitors left.

It seemed to make Bill's horniness even worn to live among all those horny kids. They always were talking about girls, even though the conversations were ninety percent lies. Bill had never gotten more than bare tit from a girl, and he didn't think many of the guys had done any better, but it was nice to believe that the stories they told each other were true. At least that made it seem that fucking wasn't just a myth made up to torture young boys.

Bill didn't think any of the other guys were as horny as he was and had been so bad off that he'd even tried to befriend Sally, the headmaster's daughter. She wasn't exactly good-looking, but she was a girl Bill had taken her out for a movie and sodas a few times, but all he ever got for his efforts were a few wet kisses and the ridicule of his classmates.

After dinner that night, Larry came over to him and told him that there was a plan to get some action. Larry and Bill went over to a huddle of kids in the recreation room and listened in on the plan. Some of the guys were planning to sneak out and go on a peeping raid. There was a girl's school not far away, and every now and then a bunch of guys from Persy would go over and peek in the windows of the dorm. It sounded like a good idea to Bill.

Bill had gone on one of those voyeuristic expeditions before, and it had paid off. The image of a naked chick stepping out of a shower and rubbing herself dry had stayed with him for a long time and fed his fantasies while he stroked his starving prick. When he saw that chick at a dance, his cock swelled and wouldn't go down until he last sight of her.

Some of the older boys told stories about being sneaked into the dorm by horny chicks and fucked. That gave the whole project more appeal. As long as Bill had been around though, nothing of the sort had ever happened. But, it still could.

Bill was not exactly the ideal student and he was in trouble as often as not. He was taking a big chance going on that raid. If he got caught there would be a good chance he would get expelled. He'd already been expelled from two other schools, and he knew it was a drag for his Mom. But the horny energy raging through him was insatiable and made it impossible for him to turn down the opportunity.

The plan was for all the guys to go to bed early, then meet behind the gym. They would have to hurry or risk being too late to see any chicks still awake. Bill was looking forward to the raid. Spending all his time at that school made it absolutely necessary that he find excitement somewhere.

As soon as Mr. Clark had taken bed check, the guys who were going began to sneak around, gathering up their clothes and creeping out of the building. They gathered behind the gym until there were about ten horny, excited guys. When it seemed that they were all there, they started on their way. When the guys saw the lit windows of the dorm, they began to get hardons that made it difficult for them to run. It galled them that the girls went to bed later than they did, but in this case it was handy.

They looked over the lawns, and not seeing anything, they dashed into the bushes that lined the side of the dormitory. They spread out, with the agreement that if any of them saw anything interesting, they would call the others using an imitation of an owl. None of them could have imitated an owl well enough to fool anyone, but they all knew that if any one of them stumbled on anything good, they wouldn't want a bunch of guys descending on them to give away the whole thing. It was every man for himself, but it was fun to plan to use owl calls and that sort of thing.