Brian Laver - More than a mother

He lowered his face to the handful of clit and kissed it. His mouth traveled all around the mammoth mound. He kissed the tender skin on the underside of the globe and buried his face in the warmth between the boobs. He stuck out his tongue and ran it up the hard breastbone in that valley.

While he nibbled at the twin mounds, Patty lifted her hips slightly and slipped her panties off. Bobby looked around one tit and saw her cunt come into view. He could only see the top part of the baby, inverted triangle, but he would remedy tat soon enough. Patty slid the tiny garment down her long legs and kicked them into the middle of the room. Bobby put his hand on her smooth thigh and thrilled to the thought that there was nothing between his hand and her cunt.

Bobby kept licking and sucking her tits while his hand moved towards her wet pink gash. He was trying to be cool and relaxed; he didn't want to seem overly anxious, but in his condition it wasn't easy. His fingers soon met the damp hairs of her beaver. He felt the crease that separated the plump mound of her cunt and her thighs, and traced the vee, lightly brushing across the wet twat-lips. He'd read in a book that it wasn't good technique to plunge right into a cunt, and he wanted to do things right.

After playing with the outside areas of her cunt for a while, he figured that it was time to enter the slightly parted gash. Patty was panting and moving her hips in desperate squirming motions, and it sure seemed to Bobby that she was ready for an escalation of intimacies. He brought his middle finger to the slit that cleaved her crotch, and pushed it in.

The heat and wetness of her cunt grabbed his finger with a contraction of cunt muscles. She seemed even wetter this time, than she had been when he finger-fucked her in the movies. Bobby was hotter, too, and he figured that was because they both had higher expectations now. He sure did, at least.

With a finger in her cunt, Patty was changed into a wild animal. Her whole body reacted with twists and jerks. Bobby had to hold onto her to keep her from squirming out of his embrace. She moved her hand to his crotch and squeezed his bulging basket.

Bobby didn't know whether he should take off his clothes or continue fingering her cunt. He didn't want her to cool off, but he would have to get naked if he was going to fuck her. He decided to leave her alone for a few seconds while he took his clothes off. Jumping up, he stripped in record time. When he nestled up against her again, he couldn't believe how nice it was to feel her naked body against his own.

He resumed his finger fucking and tit sucking but being naked made the whole thing much nicer. His cock stood out from his lap with the swollen head bobbing up and dawn, just waiting for Patty to grab it. She was taking her time, too. Rather than take his prick in her hand right away, she scraped his inner thighs with her long fingernails, each time getting closer to his balls.

Bobby shivered as her nails raked the sensitive skin of his thighs. Finally she touched the shriveled sac that held his balls, sending a tremor through his body. Then she began raking her nails up and down his thick prick-shaft. Bobby knew she was doing the right thing. It was getting him hot as hell, and if she handled his cock more firmly, he would undoubtedly shoot long before either of them was ready.

Bobby was working hard on her dripping cunt meanwhile. He held the soft outer labes opened with his thumb and ring finger while he tickled the inner labes with his middle finger. He was drawing imaginary circles around the opening of her drooling fuck-tunnel, and Patty obviously loved it. He let his finger move close to her asshole as he skated it around in her slippery pink slit.

Patty seemed to like the way he was feeling her butt-hole, and Bobby was getting interested in the tight opening. He devoted his index finger to that second hole while he slid his middle finger up her pussy-sleeve. Her asshole was sort of dry, but he managed to wiggle the tip of his finger in. As he did, Patty began making strange, animal sounds. She was writhing on his two fingers so violently that his wrist began to hurt with the effort of following her bouncing crotch around.

Bobby could feel one finger with the other through the separating membrane between the two-crotch openings. As he wiggled both fingers, Patty twitched so vigorously that her tits began doing a wild dance on her chest. Bobby lifted his face from the quivering boobs so he could watch them. Patty had laid back on the couch and Bobby was hovering over her with his hand in her crotch.

Looking down at the sex-crazed chick, Bobby saw the most beautiful sight he could imagine. And the thought that he was causing her to do all those desperate movements made him feel like an expert stud. He looked at the twisted expression on the girl's face and realized the intensity of her pleasure. He knew that he had never felt such passion, and he envied her.

Suddenly Patty let out an agonized cry. At first, Bobby thought he had hurt her with one of his buried fingers, but then he realized it was a cry of ecstasy. Her body increased its writhing until she was nearly in convulsions. Bobby watched in excited fascination as her body reacted to an orgasm. He had never seen anything like it before. He kept his fingers wiggling and rubbing until Patty grabbed his, wrist and pulled his hand out of her soaking crotch.

Her body began to quiet down, but a few contractions ran through her, causing her whole body to jerk. Finally she was still. Bobby wondered what might happen now. He thought she might not want to fuck him now that she'd had her orgasm. If that were the case, Bobby would have to jerk off while sitting there looking at her nakedness. Before he settled for that, though, he would try to get her going again.

He began kissing her tits, hoping to feel her body reacting. His cock was still jerking stiffly in his lap and he was hornier than he'd ever been. To his great relief, Patty grabbed his head once again and mashed his face into her tit. She seemed to have a lot of lust left. Now she grabbed his cock like she meant business. She began squeezing the shaft and his cock-head blew up even larger than it had been.

With her hand on his rod like that, and after watching her come, Bobby was in heaven. Now all he needed to make his life complete was to feel her wet pussy surrounding his prick. He maneuvered his body over hers. She was looking up at him from under half-closed eyelids. He dropped his lips to hers and she immediately sucked his tongue into her mouth. Her tits, flattened under his weight, supported his chest as he let his body rest on hers. The huge sausage of his cock was squeezed between their bellies, and they both could feel it pounding with the beats of his heart.

Bobby lifted his hips and brought his prick into the soggy region of her cunt. Reaching around her thigh, he guided the fat head of his cock to the spongy lips of her twat. Concentrating on the feelings he was getting through the jangled nerves in his prick, Bobby slid his cock into her hot lube. He felt her inner labes stretch over his fat cock-tip, and then her cunt devoured his long tool. Deepest and deeper he felt it burrow into her fuck-hole. Her cunt fit him like a sock.

Bobby wanted to impress this incredible feeling into his memory. Surely, there could be nothing as wonderful as feeling a pussy hold his cock so tightly and securely. When the inner labes grabbed the ridge around his cock-head, he thrust his dong back home. One cycle of his pumping meat sent beautiful sensations through him that he knew all the dreaming and longing he'd been doing over the years hadn't made him expect too much. This was better than his most fantastic expectations.

With his ass rising and falling, Bobby fucked Patty with all his energy. She was writhing as strongly as ever as his giant tool filled her cunt, withdrew, and then filled her oozing hole again. It wasn't long before Bobby was panting in the passion of a climax. He lifted his face and looked at Patty. She was staring up at him and they read the passion they felt on each other's features. As his head exploded with the fireworks of coming, he crashed his mouth on hers and tried to kiss her. In the heat of his orgasm he lost all the coordination in his face and would up slobbering all over her as their teeth ground together.