Walter Ramsden - Doris and Dad

Her insides were a raging fire and her sphincters gnawed at his sausage like a toothless mouth. Norma's scissored legs dangled, feet limp except for the upward contortion of her big toes. Her eyes flashed fires of passion and lust as she took all the cock-pounding her pussy could get.

Without impeding his sucking her fully expanded nipples, she reached down his body as he humped it to her and crowded the lust-bloated flaps of her snatch around his pistoning prick. A rapid series of explosions rattled like faraway thunder through her deep, intensely wet twat and she was embarking on another violent climax.

She shuddered under the fucking youth and again set her heels at his butt. His prick was expanding and contracting as he plundered her.

Her guts tightened and there was an intense pain like fire stabbing through her bowels as the intensity of her orgasm built with dramatic fury around the youngster's diving, delving cock. She squawked once, the sound very much like that of a startled rooster, when Vern began shaking his body from side to side in the confines of her thighs as he burrowed his prick into her pussy, like jelly as she sailed into full climax.

Norma wanted his gun now, in the full glory of her own pleasure and she tensed to tighten her fuck-muscles around his plunging prick. He responded by quickening his tempo, pounding his cock into her cunt with a mounting frenzy.

She felt the tell-tale expanding of the head of his cock as it slid past her cervix and she braced herself with delicious anticipation. His cock erupted its flood of jizz at the moment he hit her all the way with his groin crushed to her pelvic pillow.

She dug her heels into his ass and held him snugly in her saddle, pressing her thighs to his body, trapping him in her obscene saddle of lust. He raised his face, letting her tit-tips flop from his wide open mouth and he howled pitifully, as if her cunt-cave had become a wild animal and was grinding up his fuck-meat.

The frantic, random spurting of his cum in her pussy was an ecstasy she had never been able to tolerate without sobbing and wailing; and she began now, like a woman gone insane. Her entire body shook and trembled as she reveled in the lascivious glory of being fucked by a fertile boy who could reload his cock about as fast as she could take a drink of gin and a sip of Seven Up.

Her convulsions ceased about the time his cock stopped spewing her full of jizz. She rubbed his back and shoulders, wet with sweat and let her legs flop out from him, let her feet find the bed. She pushed urgently against his shoulders with both hands. As if they both had been through the procedure before, he began shuffling down from her. She put an ankle behind his head and guided his mouth into her gaping sex-trough.

"Do it good," Norma panted, raising her head and peering between her big breasts that lolled lewdly to either side. She pressed down the sweat-drenched mass of pubic wool and watched the kid as he slowly opened his mouth, extended his tongue and began lapping his own cum from her snatch as it oozed from the fluttering hole.

All the time he was eating out her pussy his eyes were open and steady as he stared up over her hairy mound into her glittering eyes. "Suck my clit," she said urgently. She spread open the upper parts of her thick lips and nudged it with the tip of a forefinger. He sucked deeply on her fuck-hole for any oozing cum and puckered his lips around the prominent thorn of red flesh.

The sucking of her clit brought Norma out again and she climaxed with abandon, hooking her heels over Vern's neck, holding his face in her seething furrow. She wailed waveringly as climax built to a tempest that would leave her breathless, exhilarated, but sapped for a time.

When her passionate furor faded, she signaled the boy he could desist. "Bring me the gin and that can of pop, Vern, please." For the first time, she removed the dark glasses and laid them on the nightstand and watched him leave, his nuts rolled high in the scrotum, his cock still more than half-hard. She smiled fleetingly.

As she sipped the gin and Seven Up, she said softly, "Play with my titties a little bit, kiss them and suck the tips a little bit. Are you having fun? I'm having a terrific time. I guess you can guess I love it-love fucking and playing around and sucking cock. Especially a fantastic young cock like yours. Especially real young cocks." She handed the two bottles onto the nightstand and fumbled for his lap to grip his prick lovingly, not jacking him off, just massaging and kneading his husky meat. It responded immediately and fairly leaped to attention.

As he sucked her big right tit, and squeezed the left, she smoothed his sweat-wet hair, caressed his ears and rubbed his neck. "You're a beautiful fuck," she crooned, always astonished by the heat that was generated by a teenager's prick. "I'm getting it up for you again," she made soft kissing noises. "I would suck you off again-a real blow-job, not like back between your legs like when I was sucking your sweet asshole.

"Or, I would let you cornhole me," she said after a momentary pause. Let you, the devil, she thought wryly, I'd almost give you another five dollars for a good job on my bowels. "You know what cornholing a woman is, don't you?"

He nodded only perceptibly as he sucked in a big glob of her tumescent boobie and gripped a fistful of her other breast so hard she scowled.

"Would you want me to let you fuck my asshole?" she breathed, feeling the stickiness starting to seep from the slot in the head of his cock and she milked his monstrous hard-on for enough of his honey to coat the smooth, ripe plum.

"You can give it to me from behind, dog-fashion, or you can put it up my butt belly-to-belly," she said softly, almost as if she were talking to herself. "You got a preference?"

Vern mumbled something she couldn't understand.

"I like to get my ass ream-fucked with the cornholer behind me. He can really get all his cock in my guts," she murmured in the same thoughtful, idle tone.

Norma stirred then, rising onto an elbow, smoothing her red-grey streaked hair with her left hand. Then she urged him away. "Help me over on my belly," she said, floundering toward the center of the rumpled bed. She gave him her left arm and he tugged and she made it to her stomach with a groan. "If you asshole-fucked me from the front. I'd say put a pillow under my rear end to hold my rump up so my butt hole was convenient for cock-stabbing. But I'll hold my ass up to your prick all the time you're goring me with your big tusk."

Even as she was getting in position, knees up against her dangling boobies, he was coming after her, close to her bottom with the massive globes of milk-white skin and the deep valley between them.

She knew his hand was shaking by the way he wobbled the knob of his prick around in her deep anal crevice. "Patience," she laughed shakily with deep anticipation as her guts churned, her anus itched and burned.

"Aaaaaahhh," she sighed, bracing herself as he found her, set the firm, rubbery head of his cock at her brownish dimple, Norma relaxed her sphincter, waiting for a knife-like thrust. Kids almost always were that way. The first go at an asshole was like a bull setting his prod in a heifer.

She swallowed as Vern gripped her flanks, dug in his fingers. Go, she wanted to scream at him. Yes, she mused, take a couple of tentative hunches to test the resistance. Her eyes lost their focus as he lunged, corning up off the bed for power.

"Aaawwwkkk," she croaked as her asshole took his cock in deep, the head still plowing into her bowels until she felt his belly against the rounded mounds of her ass. "You got me good and deep," she muttered, breathless, seeing stars. "Soak your cock a little bit before you start fucking it into my guts."

His hard lunge carried her forward and her head was crowded against the bookcase headboard. Marvelous, she thought dreamily, sweat springing out all over her body.