Brian Layer - Tempting mother

"What is it, Mom?" Bob asked as all the guys were suddenly standing outside the bedroom door.

"I thought I would move some of this furniture around. The sun comes in that window in the morning, and I thought it would be nice if it would fall right across my bed." Pat was smiling at the guys as she noticed them looking up and down her robe-clad body.

Bob was looking around the room. It was yew strange for his mother to be wearing a bathrobe at that time of day, and he'd never seen her underwear thrown around like that. It was very strange, but if he had any idea of what might be going on, he didn't give any indication. Beneath her friendly calm, Pat was teeming with lust. As the guys walked into her room she kit hot juice running down the inside of her thigh.

She began giving the guys directions for moving the furniture, but she would have to think fast. First of all, she didn't want her furniture moved, and second, she had to get these guys to ravage her with their strong hard pricks. Bill went to a chair that would be in the way of where she had just told them to move her dresser, lifted a pair of bikini underwear from the back of it and dropped the slinky garment on the seat. Pat was surprised to see how gingerly he handled the garment.

"What's the matter? It won't bite you," Pat said to the boy.

Everyone, including herself, noticed the change in tone in her voice. The guys looked at her more carefully, and fill didn't know what, to fly. Something was going on that wasn't apparent, but the guys would never have guessed what they were in for. It seemed too good to come true.

Pat picked up another of undies, one that she had been wearing and threw them into the startled boy's face. When they dropped from his face into his hands, they could all see how funny Bill looked with that amazed expression he made. They laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Pat shouted playfully, and threw a bra at Chuck.

Soon, the battle was on. They were all throwing Pat's underwear at each other like a pillow fight. Every time one of the kids get a silky garment in the face, their cocks would get a little harder. The smooth, fragrant material of the undies had a magic effect on them. They could smell the delicious odor of a feminine body woven into the sheer fabric.

The battle got wilder and wilder. They were rubbing the garments into each other's faces now, rather than merely throwing them. Pat went up to Bill and Bob, who were struggling over a pair of panties, and pushed them onto her bed, making sure she used her big tits as much as her hands to shove them over. As he fell, Bill grabbed at Pat's robe and managed to pull it open.

Her tits were now freed and in plain view. As she spun around to prevent Chuck from cramming a bra down her back, the boy looked down and saw her gorgeous body through the parted curtains of the robe. Pat could tell by the look on his face that getting these kids to service her would be easy. The battle was almost won.

Bill saw her heavy tits swinging with the motion of her turning around. They looked like twin wrecking balls, and he wished he could be the object of their thrust. Below the heaving knockers, Pat's flat belly and triangular pubic patch could be seen.

"Are you looking at my tits?" Pat demanded in the same playful voice.

She suddenly swung the other way, and Chuck found his dream come true. The heavy mass of jelly-like tits crashed into the side of his body. He didn't know what to do. The other guys were waiting to see what would happen. To keep the crazy atmosphere going, Pat threw another pair of panties in Chuck's face. He retaliated by pushing her down on the bed, on top of Bob and Bill who were still sprawled there. He had pushed her on her ample jugs. When she landed, Bob grabbed one tit, and Bill the other.

Her robe had opened completely now, and Chuck and Paul were treated to a great sight of her ant. They could see the wet, pink gash running down the middle of the hairy crotch. Pat was wrestling with Bob and Bill over her tits, and didn't seem to mind wagging her spread twat at the other two boys. Rather than standing there with their mouths open, they went to the struggling woman on the bed to help their friends.

Chuck grabbed one leg, and Paul grabbed the other. It was clear that anything went, and they kept grabbing her legs higher and higher, until Paul had his fingers sunk in the smooth flesh of Pat's thighs. Paul was holding the leg away from the middle-line of her body, and Chuck was rifling her other leg to the side, so Pat's crotch was spread as wide as it could have been. It was as if they were struggling over a wish-bone, but they both were going to win.

Bill had pressed his face don on Pat's, and had shoved his tongue into her mouth. She was kissing back with all the lust of a nymphomaniac. Bob was kissing one of her tits. Paul stuck a finger into the pink slot of her crotch, and was examining the interior while Chuck had his head between her legs, getting a good view of the examination.

Chuck let go of the leg he'd been holding, and stood up. While the other three were poking and grabbing at the whore, Chuck began taking off his clothes. The guys didn't even notice what was happening until Chuck stepped forward again, and positioned himself between the writhing woman's thighs, with his stiff cock throbbing in the air. Paul was still dabbling in her cunt with his fingers, but he had to relinquish his place to his buddy, who was ready with the real thing.

When the area was clear, Chuck moved closer and grabbed Pat's thighs. He pulled the thighs around his waist and poked his cock at the humid mass of curly hair. Paul was still hovering over the area, and he watched as his friend's cock entered the pink lips of Pat's pussy. Chuck's thick cock made the glistening inner lips stretch as he filled her with pulsating meat. Paul could see how Pat's legs grabbed at Chuck's waist, pulling his cock deep into her omit.

Paul began to undress with desperate, clutching hands as he realized he could be next. Chuck was sliding his cock in and out of the older woman's box with slow, steady strokes. Paul saw his friend's ass moving back and forth in the rhythm of fucking. As Paul waited, he checked out the action at the other end..

He saw that Bob WSS still sucking his mother's tits, and that Bill was still kissing her, but now Pat was reaching for each of their crotches, and feeling the hard cocks in their pants. She was trying to grab Bob's zipper, and he brought his hips up closer to her so she could reach better. Bill slipped down to one of her tits and as Bob and Bill sucked on one each, Paul thought they looked like twins.

Chuck's ass was really picking up speed as he lunged at Pat's crotch. Paul knew he wouldn't have long to wait. He was almost tempted to go around to Pat's face and stick his cock in her mouth now that no one was kissing her, but just before he was going to make the move, he saw Bill crawl up to her face and stick his cock within sucking range.

Pat looked at the prick pointing at her lips, looked up at the owner of the big tool with a lascivious smile, then open her mouth and took the twitching cockhead into it. Paul gasped as he watched her jaw working away and her cheeks sucked in. Her face was showing the energy she was putting into the blow job. Paul wished he had thought of that move sooner. But Chuck was grunting with climactic pleasure, and he knew he would soon be sinking his cock in her cunt. Besides, he could get a blow job later.

Chuck was in the midst of an orgasm, it was obvious, and Paul's tool began twitching with renewed excitement as he realized that he would be piercing her twat in a few seconds. Chuck's body convulsed as his cream filled Pat's cunt. When he stopped pumping he lifted his hips, and his wet cock emerged from the pit of Pat's pussy.

As soon as Chuck staggered out from between the woman's thighs, Paul took his place. Her cunt was near the edge of the bed, and he could either put his feet on the floor, or rest his weight on his thighs on the bed. He found that it was a good way to get a lot of "umph" behind his thrusting prick. He looked down and guided his cock to her cunt. As he pressed it home, he felt the hot lining of her twat caress his joint. Her cunt tube fit his cock like a sock; it was the nicest cunt he'd fucked in a while. He started to pump, and thrilled to the way her pussy was contracting on his shaft.