Brian Laver: More than a mother

When the guys went to their room, they all had a hard prick from seeing that body beneath the sheer nightgown. Susan had become very careful not to show herself off to the boys when they began appreciating the view, and they hadn't seen her sexy body in years. They never really believed that she was so gorgeous.

None of them was willing to admit to another how much that sight had turned them on, but when they got into bed and turned the lights off, they could hear each other's loud breathing in the dark. They didn't say anything as they each jerked off again with the image of their near-naked mother behind their closed eyelids.

One afternoon, the boys were sitting around without anything to do. There didn't seem to be any chicks around and they were all pretty horny. Finally, Don suggested they go downtown and see a porno flick. Don was the only one old enough to get into see the X-rated films, but the other two had managed to sneak in before and they thought they could do it again.

Even if they couldn't get into the theater, there were a lot of interesting things going on down there. They walked over to Main Street and stuck out their thumbs. Once Don and Carl told Bobby about getting a ride from a sexy chick and getting a blowjob from her. Ever since, Bobby was always eager to hitchhike with his brothers, in the hope that lightning would strike twice.

They got a ride finally with a weird old guy, who told them some interesting stories, but there was no sexy ladies in the car. When they got out they were in the middle of the town's red-light district. Porno movies and bookstores were all around, along with massage parlors and overly made-up ladies hanging around in doorways.

The three boys wandered around, looking at the marquees in front of the theaters and in the windows of the dirty bookstores. As they passed, a few whores in doorways gave them the usual turn on's.

"Hey, boys, I give the best head in town," or, "Come here, guys, my cunt's starving for it."

After passing a really nice-looking whore, Carl stopped his brother.

"It'd be a lot more fucking one of these whores than watching a movie," he said. "How much money do we have?"

The boys looked back and saw the who… watching them. She looked pretty and young. Her tits were the droopy variety, but on her it looked good. She wore a tight, black jersey and pink hot pants. Her black hair was worn close to her head in tight curls that immediately reminded the guys of pussy hair. She had freckles around her eyes and a smile on her lips. As they looked at her, she began knocking back and forth slightly on her feet.

The boys dug out all the money they had and counted it. It came to about nine dollars.

"That's not much considering that there're three of us," Carl said.

Bobby had the feeling that they might expect him to go without, so they could use his money for themselves, but his brothers assured him they wanted him to get laid, too. One of them would have to go talk to the whore and see if they could strike a bargain. Carl was the best talker, but they decided to send Bobby. They figured that his youthfulness would be in their favor. The whore probably wasn't used to nice young meat, and she might agree to fuck them for only nine bucks because of that.

Bobby wasn't anxious to talk to her, but he couldn't let his brothers know he was scared. He thought the girl would probably just send him on his way anyhow, so it wouldn't be too difficult. They gave him the money and shoved him in her direction. His heart was pounding, but he walked right up to her.

"Hi," she said as Bobby stepped into the doorway where she stood.

"Hi, uh, me and my brothers were, uh, well, you see we only have nine dollars, but we thought, I mean…"

"You all want to get fucked for nine dollars?" the girl asked in a tone that didn't sound encouraging.

Bobby was ready to turn around and go back to his brothers with the bad news when he heard the whore say, "All right."

She turned and went into the door. Bobby noticed that it was a hotel. He waved at his brothers to follow and he went in. He'd never been in a sleazy joint like that, and he found it very exciting. Don and Carl caught up with him, and as they passed the front desk, the guy behind it said they would have to pay five dollars for the use of the room.

"It's okay, Frank," the whore said. "They're friends of mine."

The boys felt like big shots as they followed the girl into the dilapidated elevator. As the car strained upwards, she asked them their names. They told her, and she said her name was Kitty.

"I usually get twenty bucks for a fuck," sue said, "but you guys look like you might be fun."

They felt pleased with themselves, especially Bobby who had negotiated this deal. They followed her to a dingy room. There was a bed and dresser, both made of metal and ugly, but the paper Chinese lantern that hung in the middle of the room gave it a warm, cozy feeling.

Kitty began undressing right away. Carl and Don started pulling off their clothes, but Bobby hesitated. The sight of Kitty's tits paralyzed him. They hung down to her belly, but they bulged like pears and looked delicious. When Bobby realized that he was the only one not undressing, he began to unbutton his shin.

Don was the first one naked. Kitty moved to the bed and Don was beside her before the other guys knew what was happening. He hugged her and they fell into bed together. He scooped up one of her floppy tits as his brothers watched. He lifted the boob to his face and began licking the nipple. The brown nub stiffened right before the boy's eyes. Bobby was feasting his eyes on the girl. The thought that he was finally going to get laid made him vibrate in anticipation. His cock was bouncing up and down as it stretched out in front of him.

As soon as Don was finished, he would jump on the chick and fuck her, Bobby said to himself. Carl sat on a chair and Bobby leaned against the dresser as they watched the action in the bed. Don was getting into position to plug his cock into the whore and Bobby was watching as closely as he could, eager to learn from his more experienced brother.

Don lifted his hips and his brothers could see his long, thick cock-shaft between the two bodies. Then he lowered himself and the girl lifted her hips as the prick slid up her snatch. Bobby and Carl's cocks twitched more energetically in vicarious lust as they watched their brother begin fucking.

The girl reacted to each of his thrusts with bucks of her pelvis. It was obvious that the huge rod in her cunt was stirring her passions. The expression on her face proved that Don's cock was moving her toward an orgasm. Either that, or she was a great actress. Don's hips began moving faster until he was ramming his cock in and out of her cunt furiously. The whore's body shook like a rag doll under his assault.

Bobby felt proud of his brother as he watched him fuck, and he hoped that he would do as well when his turn came. He couldn't help walking to the foot of the bed where he could get a better view of the action. From there he could see his brother's balls swinging with every fuck-thrust. They bumped into the creamy ass-cheeks of the whore beneath him. He could see his brother's rod shining with cunt-juice every time he withdrew it. It was quite a sight.

Kitty began moaning and she lifted her legs, locking Don's body in a tight embrace. Don's grunts told the two waiting boys that their turn was coming soon. There could be no doubt that the chick was coming right along with Don. She was doing a dance of ecstasy under him, and if it wasn't for his weight on her, she would have shaken herself right off the bed. They were a jumble of writhing arms and legs as their voices blended in a chorus of lust.

Don stopped pumping and rolled off the girl. She was still in the throes of her climax, and it was strange to see her still bucking and twitching all alone. The lips of her cunt were grasping at emptiness. Bobby began climbing over the foot of the bed. He wanted to jump right in that wet nest of pussy.