Frank Brown - The naughty neighbor wives

Ahead of her, a shaft of light formed a yellow rectangle on the carpeted floor in front of Lonnie's bedroom door. Without a thought, she knew where she was headed.

Lonnie lay on his bed, reading a book. His head was propped up by a pillow. His school book was balanced on his bare chest. His bare legs were spread. His only clothing, a pair of white bikini underwear, bulged at the crotch.

He does have a big prick! Liz thought. Jade hadn't been lying. Liz felt another trickle of warm cuntjuice glide down the inside of one thigh. She had last seen Lonnie's cock when he was just a peewee kid. Until she had met Carmen, she had never even considered her son as a sexual object. But now, filled with a fuck-fever she was powerless to fight, she wanted her son more than anything else in the world. One look at the bulge in his underwear was enough to shake the last flickers of doubt and guilt from her mind. He had a big prick, a monstrous cock, coiled like a huge snake in his tiny bikini briefs. She had to have him. She would have his prick.

Like a silent spirit she stepped into his bedroom. Without hesitation, she moved toward her son's bed. She could smell him, could smell his sweaty aroma, could smell his cock and balls. She ached to taste her son, to devour him, to absorb him into herself. She stood next to his bed, looking down at his blue eyes as they scanned the page of his book.

For a few moments, Lonnie continued reading. Then, like a rabbit sensing danger, he froze. His eyes flicked upward, and he saw her. With a sharp intake of breath, he dropped the book. His eyes, gazing into her own for a moment with a look of terror, suddenly fell, zigzagging down over her naked body. His mouth dropped open, and his body trembled. Before he could say a word, Liz sat beside him on the bed and was tugging off his shorts.

Lonnie's prick was the largest, most beautiful cock Liz had ever seen. Even the big football jocks in her high school hadn't had cocks this big. Lonnie's prick looked longer than her husband's by at least two inches. Most astounding of all was that his prick was still soft, still hanging over his balls like a spongy snake. The moment she grabbed his cock, however, the floppy monster stiffened. As his cock stiffened, the huge hunk of prickmeat lengthened and fattened. Seeing his cock fully erect now, Liz moaned out loud.

"Oh, Lonnie, I never knew it was so big." She held his huge prick by the base, sniffing the length of his cock, nuzzling his prick, flicking her tongue up and down over the vein-gnarled cockshaft. She kissed his big round balls, which seemed to hum like turbines in their tight pink sac.

Lonnie watched her with eyes so wide that Liz had to giggle. He was such a shy cute teen. The shock he displayed thrilled her in a strange way. She knew that he wasn't completely innocent. From what she had heard Jade say to Lester, Liz gathered that Lonnie had fucked Jade. She could show Lonnie things that Jade still hadn't dreamed of. She smiled at Lonnie, then engulfed the head of his cock.

Lonnie stretched, groaning. His cock jerked, the head pulsating. Precum oozed out of his cock and rolled like warm tears down Liz's throat.

"Mom!" Lonnie gasped. "Oh, wow! Oh, man! Boy oh boy!" His skinny hips began to hump.

Tingles flooded Liz's loins. As Lonnie's bloated cockhead lodged in her throat, pussyjuice oozed out from between her cuntlips like hot oil. The feel of Lonnie's ivory-smooth cockshaft between her lips made all her mouth and throat tingle like her cunt. She sucked, bobbing her head, hungry for her son's adolescent cum.

Lonnie squirmed all over the bed. "Oh, yeah! Oh, boy! Tits, ass, cunt, suck! Oh, uh, uh!" He fucked furiously, gagging Liz, choking her.

Liz pulled up off his cock for a moment, catching her breath. Lonnie's hands fell on her head.

"Suck it, Mom! Suck it!" He tugged at her head, humping his cock at her mouth.

Liz clamped her oiled thighs together, shimmying them frantically. She wanted to come, had to come. She had never felt so excited. Without actually thinking about what she was doing, she swiveled around on the bed, straddling Lonnie in the sixty-nine position. Her heavy tits dangled against his belly. She felt his breath on her ass. She lowered her ass, mashing her dripping pussy to his mouth.

Lonnie groaned, and his tongue slipped up her cunt.

Liz sprawled on him, grinding herself at his firm body, rotating her ass against his face. She hugged his massive cock, rubbing the hot monster all over her face and lips and nose. She felt his nose massaging her asspucker, felt his teeth cutting her pussy slabs, felt his lips sucking her clit and his tongue twirling inside her cunt.

"Oh, Lonnie!" she moaned. "Oh, my darling! Eat me, sweetheart! Eat your momma!"

Once more, she swallowed up his big dripping cock. As she bobbed her head up and down, mouth-fucking his prick, she used her lips and tongue to stimulate every inch of his sensitive cockskin, paying special attention to his meaty throbbing prickhead. The horny cock jerked in her mouth, bubbling precum like hot honey. She cupped the teen's large balls and massaged them as she sucked. Her head and hands moved deft and quick. She wanted to bring her son off fast. Her molten crotch was ready to explode, and she wanted to come with him, wanted to taste his spurting cum while her spasming pussy slabs flapped like birds' wings against his sucking lips.

Zinging jolts began passing through her son's skinny body. She envisioned his tight body as a huge cock, a prick around which her own body was wrapped. His body quivered and throbbed just like a cock. She could feel his heart thudding under her belly, could feel arteries in his abdomen fluttering against her tits. His balls bloated up like suddenly inflated balloons. They throbbed in her hand. The teen's prick shuddered, jerking her head with its force. The teen shot his hot jism, nearly blowing her head off. A waterfall of teenage cum gushed down her throat.

Lonnie sank his teeth into her pussy slabs. Whimpering, he gnawed at her pussy, munched, and sucked so hard that Liz thought her cunt would turn inside out. His face twisted from side to side. As he devoured his mother's crotch, he blasted load after load of hot jism down her throat.

Liz was filled with Lonnie, filled with his flesh, filled with his cum. She could feel the warm pool of his cum in her stomach, could feel warm streams of his jism caressing her undulant throat. The smell of his balls, the smell of his jism filled her head. She tasted his flesh, tasted the sweet jism of his loins, felt his body quivering ecstatically under her. A ball of sensation exploded in her pussy.

Prickles of sensation drenched her skin. A million hot needles stabbed her crotch and asshole. Her body jerked spastically as if she was having a seizure. She crushed Lonnie under her, smothered him with her crotch, sucked his cock halfway down her throat. Hot jism burst out of his cock. Another barrage of hot needles stabbed her crotch and asshole. Had her throat not been stuffed with cock, she would have screamed.

As their orgasms subsided, Liz relaxed, sighing. She lifted her ass from Lonnie's face and turned around to face him, climbing off him and seating herself on the bed beside him.

Lonnie smiled at her shyly. His blue eyes blinked. He wiped his mouth with his forearm. Pussyjuice still glistened on his neck and nose. He reached up and fondled one of his mother's tits, thumbing the nipple.

Liz petted his head and wiped the pussyjuice from his cheeks. His panting breath was warm on her hand, and as she caressed his lips with her fingertips, he kissed her hand.

"How's my guy?" Liz asked.

"Fine, Mom."

"Did you enjoy what we did?"

Lonnie's already red face blushed deeper. He nodded his head, giving her an embarrassed snicker.