C Ralston - Hot loving widow

"Oooooh, that's it, my darling!" Donna murmured in ecstasy. "Fill me with that beautiful cock cream! Oh, God, it feels so hot and slippery and good up in me!"

Byron fucked his cum-spurting prick in and out of Donna's clasping pussy tube a few times, the incredible heat and friction drawing out another few wads of cum. Donna mewled happily and rolled her hips in time with the boy's fuck-thrusts, enjoying the chance to milk the last few dribbles of his cum with hei wet, sucking cunt lips.

"Ummmm, you fucked me so good!" Donna smiled up at the boy. "I don't know what I could ever teach you about anything when it comes to sex. My late husband never made me cum any better than you just did your first time out – and he fucked me for years!"

Byron actually seemed a little shy, now that he had spilled his cum-load. He grinned at what she told him but seemed unable to look her in the eye now.

"Thanks for the encouragement, Donna… I mean, Mrs. Spaulding. I… I guess I ought to be going now. I gotta get home and get, uh, cleaned up… for my date, you know?"

Donna smiled and ran her hand along the boy's tanned chest. She bent and kissed Byron briefly on each nipple, then stole a long, tongue-touching kiss from the boy's lips.

"Too bad you have to leave, my lover," Donna whispered hotly, surprising both of them with her forwardness. "I just might like a little of that kind of wonderful love-making again, if we had time. But then I guess poor Jennie wouldn't get any attention from you tonight, would she?"

"No, ma'am, I'd definitely be all fucked out then." His face turned serious. "Donna, can we… I mean, you know. Just 'cause I can't stay today, does that mean we can't ever… you know?"

Donna smiled and touched Byron's limp prick. "You don't have to worry about that, darling. Now that I've tasted this tall, fat fellow, I'm not about to give him up after one short nibble!"

Byron grinned again and started to say something. He stopped abruptly.

There had been a fleeting movement in the hall. Both of them had seen it.

"Who's there?" Donna demanded nervously.

They heard footsteps running down the hall. The door to Lennie's room slammed shut.

"Oh, dear God!" Donna whispered with a sinking heart. "Is that you, Lennie? Darling, it's all right! Mom can explain!"

"I don't ever want to talk to you again!" a muffled boy's voice shouted back through the closed door. "Go away, Mom! Don't ever talk to me again!"

"I… I guess you'd better leave," Donna told a panicked-looking Byron Willis. "And for God's sake, don't say anything about this mess to anyone! I'll see you in a day or two."

Byron nodded and hustled into his clothes. He left quickly, not even looking back.

Donna's first instinct was to throw on a robe and run to her son's room, but when she stood up, she immediately saw that that wasn't a good idea. The dresser mirror showed Donna that her cunt was a mass of frothy pussy cream and boy-cum. A thin trickle of Byron's creamy jizz was slowly running down both of the widow's slender legs.

"And the smell!" Donna whispered aloud with mild disgust.

Actually the odor of fresh cum and cunt juice stirred a feeling of desire within Donna again, but she could imagine it having just the opposite effect on the boy she would be trying to comfort. A shower was definitely in order before Donna went to Lennie's room. Besides, Donna felt she needed the additional time to think.

What could she say to her son when he'd just caught her fucking a boy barely older than himself? Donna was worried as she stepped into the shower's stinging spray.

"It was beautiful," Donna sighed, remembering the glorious feeling of Byron's hard cock filling her cunt. "And it wasn't like I wanted him to seduce me… or like I tried to seduce him!" Donna washed off the rich lather she had absently scrubbed into bubbly abundance on her curvy body. "And, Lord knows, it wasn't as if I showed him anything he didn't already know how to do!"

The thought of Byron's stiff prick fucking her virgin mouth brought a renewed thrill to Donna's squeaky-clean cunt. She felt the thick pussy lube boiling to surface again as she remembered how the boy's cock had felt and tasted, "Ohhhh, God, I want to taste his cum next time!" Donna sighed. "Lord help me, I want to eat that boy's cum!"

The perverse desire shocked Donna to her very soul. What was happening to her? Four months in this strange, sinful environment and she was longing to do filthy, disgusting things that would have struck her senseless with shame back home!

Resolutely, Donna turned the shower slowly to the cool position. She had to stop these dangerous longings somehow. Maybe an old-fashioned cold shower would help her get her mind back in control before she faced her son.

"Ohhhh, my goodness, but that's cold!" Donna wailed as the cold water struck her. "Freeze my nipples off!"

Donna abruptly changed her mind about the benefits of a cold shower and turned the water off. The sudden rain of cold water on her sensitive, aroused nipples had sent sharp pains through both of her tender tits. She threw open the shower door and reached for a towel.

Nothing in her years of motherhood had prepared Donna for the shock awaiting her.

Lennie Spaulding stood there in his mother's bedroom, just outside her open bathroom door. His hand was frozen in mid flight up his rigid, surprisingly large prick, a look of pure panic on his handsome face.

"You… you quit showering so fast, Mom!" Lennie said lamely, his face turning a bright red. "You never stop that quick! Not usually!"

Donna didn't know whether to be angry, shocked, amused, or saddened. The boy had been jerking off as he watched his mother behind the semi-transparent shower glass. And from his statement, it was clear that this wasn't the first time he'd spied on her!

"So you're not so mad at your mom that you won't come sneaking into her bathroom and watch her shower, huh?" Donna said at last, keeping her voice as neutral as she could manage under the circumstances. "Just what do you think you're doing?"

Lennie was terrified at being caught, but even in his fear, his gaze flitted down to his mother's wet tits and dewy cunt mound every few seconds. He shifted his feet nervously and let go of his cock. The prick bobbled and twitched lazily out in front of his balls. But the stiff cock showed no signs of wilting under his mother's steady gaze.

"I… uh… saw you and… uh… Byron, Mamma," Lennie muttered at last. "It made me really mad, to see you with him, doing… doing all of the things you did!"

Donna felt herself reddening now. She reached for a big bath towel and threw it over her shoulders. The thick towel covered both of Donna's marvelous tits and draped strategically down over her wet cunt bush.

"And just how much did you see?" Donna asked when she had herself covered.

Lennie turned even darker red. He looked down at the floor.

"I… I saw you put your mouth on his… on his thing, Mom!" the boy blurted out at last. "I saw him lick you… down there! I saw him get on top of you and… and… and do it to you."

Donna sighed. It was worse than she had imagined. The boy must have been standing silently in the hallway throughout her whole fuck-session with Byron. The thought of what she had subjected her only child to tore at Donna's motherly heart.

"Oh, Mamma, you're so pretty and so good." The boy was suddenly crying. "How could you do those awful things with that guy? A guy I go to school with? How could you let him do that when… when I love you so much and I dream about you all the time?"

Lennie looked so vulnerable, standing there in Donna's bedroom with his man's cock, tears rolling down his cheeks. Donna went to him unthinkingly and put her arms around the sobbing boy.