Brian Layer - Tempting mother

Bob let go of the tit long enough to move his hand inside her blouse. Then he was holding the naked boob. His fingertips massaged the smooth skin that encased that pillow. He felt his mother's nails raking the skin on his back.

"Oh, Bobby baby, where did you learn to make love this way? No, don't tell me," she sighed. "I don't want to hear about any of those young girls."

His mother's breathy voice in his ear gave Bob an extra surge of lust. He couldn't hold back for another second.

"Take your clothes off!" Bob gasped. "I want to fuck you!"

He was already on his feet, puffing at his own clothes. Pat was so turned on by her son's utterly wild behavior that she was swept up in his passion. She got up and unbuttoned her blouse. Before she got three buttons opened, Bob was standing before her completely nude.

When she saw his big cock sticking out and bobbing up and down with the fast throbbing of his horny heart, she hurried her fingers along in their work. Bob couldn't wait. He started to help her unbutton, but all that happened was that buttons started flying around the room. Finally, Pat grabbed her blouse and pulled it off with an explosion of buttons.

Bob looked down at; the beauties she displayed on her chest. The view he'd had of them through her keyhole didn't prepare him for a close look. They were perfectly shaped: round, firm, with just a suggestion of a sag. The skin was milky white and her nipples were slightly out of round.

Bob tackled his mom, burying his face in the vast tit-flesh and forcing her down on the couch with one movement. His mouth opened, and spongy tit and nipple were sucked in. At the same time, his hand went around her hips and down over the smooth-lipped crevice of her ass. He followed the crevice down between her legs until his fingers felt the damp hair of her twat.

He stuck a fingertip into the rear of her cunt slot. The gash was soaking wet so his finger sailed right in and up the canal. Rob heard his mother gasp as his finger raped her snatch. Still chewing on her tender lit, he began to stir his finger around in the hot goo of her pussy. Pat's body began to vibrate, giving Bob a ride as he lay on her.

Bob pulled his finger from her flowing twat-tube and began examining the front regions of her cunt. As soon as the digit neared her hard clit, Pat let out a long, deep moan of wanton pleasure. She was as anxious as Bob to start fucking. They struggled into a reclining position, and as Pat spread her legs Bob thrust his prick at her cunt.

His hand was still in her crotch from behind her ass, and he felt his fat prick-nob enter the wet opening of her vulva. Bob began pumping and he felt his shaft sliding in and out of the juicy lips. He found that her cunt was tight and well trained. Neither of the other two cunts he'd penetrated had grabbed his cock like hers was doing. It made fucking her so much more spectacular.

Both of the fuckers were soon on the verge of coming. Their mouths came together and their tongues began wrestling as they hit their climaxes together. Their teeth ground together as they panted and puffed into each other's mouths.

Bob's cock was spurting and jerking in her twat, which was doing a dance of muscle spasms. When the last drop of gism was wrenched from Bob's cock their baffles began slowing down. They stopped chugging and lay in a sweaty heap of satisfied flesh.

"Bob, that was the best fuck I've ever had," Pat cooed to her son. "Me too, Mom! I can't believe how your cunt grabbed me like that!"

"That only happens when the right prick is doing the right thing in there, and you did wonderfully," she said.

Bob felt great. He'd finally gotten to plug his mother and it was the greatest fuck imaginable. He felt so good that his cock began inflating again. Pat murmured in delight as she felt her cunt stretching to accommodate the incredibly growing dong. When it was fully grown, Bob lifted his hips to begin pumping, but Pat caught him.

"Wait," she said. "Let's do something a little different."

She pushed Bob up and off her. He hated to feel his cock slip out of her pussy and into the cool air of the room. Pat took a kleenex and, as Bob watched, let his gism drool out of her cunt, then wiped the loose lips. She pushed Bob down on the couch. Her hands moved over his burning body, getting closer and closer to his twitching cock. Pat was crouching on her haunches and moving down his body.

It wasn't easy to lie still as Pat ran her hands over him, and Bob kept twitching and lifting his head to see what was going on. He saw his mother take his cock in her hands and hold it like a bat. The thing was long enough for her to wrap her two hands around the shaft with the puffy head standing out proudly above her fists. Bob held his breath as he saw his mother lower her head toward the twitching tool. He saw her pink tongue slip out of her mouth and lick the very tip of his cockhead. Her tongue entered the pee-slot, then swirled around the taut skin covering the big ball of cockhead.

The sensation of having his prick licked by his mother made Bob twist and jerk his body. Her tongue kept up the teasing, tickling licks. She traced the ridge of the head from below the pee-slot, all the way around and back again. Bob was wiggling all aver the couch as he went into a fit of lustful trembling.

Finally, Pat opened her mouth and took the cock deep into her head. After the cursory licks, having his prick bathed in the soft warmth of her mouth made Bob come close to swooning with passion. He couldn't believe how good it felt. He understood that his mothers licks had set him up for the pleasure her mouth was giving him now. She was lifting and lowering her head so his cock was sliding aver the soft pad of her tongue. When the prick was sticking into the back of her throat, she would give her head a twist so his cock received a strange and thrilling caress. As her head lifted on the stiff piece of meat and his cockhead slid to her lips, Pat fluttered her tongue over the tip.

Bob realized that his mother was a genius at giving head. All Bob could do was thrash around and try not to pass out with the rush of lust that was spreading from his cock and radiating through his body. He heard his voice imitating his mother's moans of lust as he tried to hold off from coming so he could have a few more seconds of bliss.

It was no use resisting the power of her tongue, and Bob felt the juices start on their way through the tubes that would send them into his mother's mouth. His head was filled with stars as Bob felt his cock exploding. He heard a scream and realized it was him. Then everything went red; all he was aware of was the pure essence of pleasure and the gism rushing from his cock.

When he had shot his wad and had come back to his senses, he felt his mother's mouth sucking his cock clean. He couldn't move because all his energy had been sucked from him via his cock. He was floating, and the only thing that kept him from disappearing altogether was his prick which was still being washed in his mother's mouth. Bob felt his mother drop his limp cock from her mouth, then her face appeared in his view. She smiled when she saw him and Bob realized she was smiling at the expression on his face. He became aware that he must look like someone who had just entered into heaven.

Pat lay next to her dazed boy. She held him in her arms until he began to get his strength back. They nibbled at each other's mouths and ran their hands over their bodies. Bob felt his mom's fingers on his cock and the limp thing began stiffening. After that last orgasm, it would take a woman like his mother to make his cock swell again so soon.

They kissed and petted for a while. Bob knew what was coming next and he was looking forward to it. His mater had eaten him and he would be expected to repay in kind. Pat had learned to suck pussy that very afternoon, and she was anxious to have her son learn. Pat took her lips from Bob's, and pressed his shoulders down slightly. That was enough of a hint for the eager student.