Rita Sondale: Sorority house Mother

"You've such a beautiful prick, Jeffrey," she'd moaned. "I simply adore it. It's so long, so thick and it smells and tastes so good. God, how wonderful it feels when it's in my mouth." She smiled up at him. "And I could just feast on what comes out of it," she winked. "Everything that comes out of it pleases me, honey boy."

Jeffrey undressed her. When she was stark naked, she had him kneel between her parted thighs. "Lick up my legs, honey, lick and kiss up to my hair. Yes. That's it. I love a boy down on his knees in front of me when I'm standing naked.

"I love a boy to look up and watch me play with my naked titties. Do you like to watch me play with my tits?"

"Yes, I do. Yes. I do," Jeff repeated, continuing to lick and plant warm wet kisses on the inside of her white thighs, at the top of her hairy triangle and finally all over her thick plump pussy lips that stuck out obscenely from the thick bush between her thighs.

"I'm going to turn around, Jeff. Would you like to kiss my behind, Jeff?" She smiled. She patted him on the top of the head. Then she tickled under his chin. "Would you like to do that, Jeff? You know," she paused, "I'd love to have you kiss my bare bottom, maybe use your tongue a little, huh? Maybe rub your smooth cheeks all over my buttocks. I'm sure | they're just as smooth, Jeffrey," she said soothingly, turning and putting her hands on her naked hips.

"You've got a beautiful ass," he breathed.

"It loves boy's kisses," she whispered, beginning to gyrate her hips a little, moving salaciously, seductively.

"I want you to use that sweet tongue of yours, too, Jeffrey," she purred again, she bent half way over.

"Spread my cheeks apart, Jeff."

He did.

"Yes, that's it. Ohooo, yessss, I love the cool air when it hits my asshole. I just love that sensation, Jeff. I adore it. Jeff," she moaned softly, "could you wet my anus just a tiny bit with the tip of your tongue?"

He did this. It tasted sweet.

"Jeff, did you like how it tasted?"

He kissed it again. Again, he dipped in his tongue. He smacked his lips loudly in answer.

Mrs. Griffin giggled. "I'm glad you like the taste Jeffrey. I'm so, glad," she whispered, more to herself than to the boy. "That makes me happy that you can stick your tongue in my anus and it tastes good to you. I like that. I love the idea, Jeff," she purred.

Silently now she got down on her knees. She threw her upper body on the bed, mashing her breasts. Looking around at him, still kneeling on the floor, she said, "Jeffrey, now spank me just a little with the flat of your hand. When I open my thighs wide, then you slap between them, okay?"

Jeff had never done this.

"I'll like that. I know I will. I've read all about it," she said in a very soft voice. "Just slap me gently."

Jeff began. He kept up a steady rhythm and pretty soon her white buttocks were turning pale pink. The boy liked what he saw. He kept spanking her and soon he was feeling the heat from her buttocks.

Mrs. Griffin was beginning to moan softly. She was hugging her head in her arms, constantly rubbing her bare breasts on the bed, writhing and squirming and gyrating her hips as Jeffrey continued to spank and slap her naked globes.

"I love this. Ohoooooooohhooooooo!"

"I like spanking you," he said.

"I know you do. I can tell," she whispered. She looked around. "Now, use your tongue. Stop spanking for a minute. Use your tongue. Spit on my buttocks and then spread your spit all around, okay, Jeff? Yes, do that, and then when I'm ready, I'll tell you when to begin slapping again. But Jeff," she paused, "this time do it a bit harder, okay? Harder this time, Jeff?"

By now, unaccountably, Jeffrey's prick was rock hard. It was so stiff it was painful. As he resumed licking and spitting on her bare bottom, rubbing his spit in with both his tongue and then his fingers because there was so much slippery saliva, he began to rub his long thick cock against her ankle.

She noticed this. She giggled. "Slapping my ass makes your cock hard, doesn't it, Jeff?"

"Yess."

"Do you feel like fucking me, Jeff?"

"Oh yes… yessssss."

"Tell me. Let me hear you say it, Jeff."

"I… feel… like… fucking… you," he said slowly.

"Oh my honey boy… ohooooooooo, my honnnnnneeeey!"

Raising her behind high up in the air, much like a cat in heat will do, she began to wiggle it vulgarly.

"I'm ready to be slapped again, Jeff. Slap my ass! Ohooooo, JEFFREY! Please spank me. Spank me… yessssss, like that… "

Jeff was now spanking her hard. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Slap slap slap. SPANK!

"Ohooooo GOD… GOOD GOD! Yesssssss, ohoooooo!"

As he continued to whip her naked bottom with the flat of his hand, her buttocks changed color from a faint pink to a brighter pink; and now the color was changing rapidly to a brighter red.

"I love it. I adore it! If someone would invent a spanking machine I'd pay for it," she moaned as the boy kept slapping her bare bottom.

By now his prick was aching. Holding it with one hand, he began to rub his head of it all over her calves, then over the sole of her bare foot, over the backs of her toes.

"I love what you're doing with that beautiful cock, Jeff. But don't come… if you can hold it back, Jeff. Please don't come yet. Please!"

With this she abruptly moved the upper half of her naked body off the bed. Now she leaned forward on the soiled rug, burying her face in her arms, her ass high up in the air.

Jeffrey was still kneeling in back of her.

"Jeff,' she purred, looking around at him, her cheek resting in to crook of her arm, "Jeff, would you shove your cock up my ass?"

The sound of this vulgar request and the tone she used, almost made Jeff's boiling hot cock erupt in his hand. She saw the expression on his face as he bit his lower lip to control the insane pleasure and rabid excitement her words had stirred.

"I'd love to get it up the ass," she said again. She saw again the effect her words were having on him. His head was thrown back. One hand was clutching his heavy balls, massaging them.

"Jeff, give it to me up the ass. I love to get fucked up the ass," she said, wiggling her bottom, with one hand spreading her cheeks obscenely, rubbing her fingers through the brown crack, even poking her index finger into her very hairy anus, all the time watching him with her head turned.

Jeff closed the distance between his engorged cock and her inviting asshole. Her bottom was glistening, actually shining from his saliva. He loved the bright red color of her cheeks. He loved the contrast between the red and the light brown of her asshole and the deep black of the curly hairs that ringed her hole.

"It's going to be the most delicious ass fuck I've ever had," she mumbled so he could hear. "Ohooooo, yess! It's going to be the most marvelous hole you've ever put that darling prick of yours into, honey boy," she murmured.

In fact, Mrs. Griffin had never been ass fucked.

As Jeff began to rub the rosy head of his stiff penis all over her pouting anus, she again began to wiggle and squirm. Rotating her hips and gyrating them, she was soon working up a sweat.

With one hand she reached under her body, between her thighs. Her fingers gripped hold of her clitoris. She pinches it. She milked it as she wiggled and writhed, feeling the thick head of his penis beginning to pry open her tight hole.

"Spit in my asshole, Jeff. Spit in it," she ordered. "Your cockhead's too thick to slide in right away. You can see that certainly. SPIT IN IT, I tell you!"

Jeff did. He hoped it would work. He wished there was some Vaseline or something greasy around. Then suddenly he remembered the new tube of peppermint toothpaste he'd bought for his sister after he finished at the library earlier. Reaching into the pocket of his jacket hanging at the foot of the bed, he retrieved the tube. He told Mrs. Griffin what he was going to do.