Tom Allison: Mom in the middle

Robbie screamed and bucked forward. His cock exploded in Debby's mouth.

The thick cream poured out of his balls. Gusher after gusher squirted from the slit in his cock head, pumping hotly down Debby's throat.

Debby didn't know what to do; she liked the taste of Robbie's jism, but she had no idea there was so much of it stored in a man's balls. Clumsily she withdrew her mouth from his spurting cock, even while he was still cumming.

The cream shot off all ova her face then, burning and gushing furiously out of the swollen knob. Debby gasped as she felt his jism running down her cheeks and neck. She held his throbbing prick in both hands and continued to jack him off, staring hungrily at his cock until the last drops of cream oozed from his twitching slit.

"Ohhhhh Christ," Robbie sighed. He smiled as he looked down at his slowly wilting prick. "That was so good. I never shot off so much in my life!"

"I… I like it too," Debby admitted, blushing with shame as she realized how true her words were. "It felt really good. I guess I… kind of want to do it again."

"I do too," Robbie replied. "Hey, you know where the highway overpass is, near your house? I was just thinking, why don't we meet there tomorrow night as soon as it's dark."

"But Robbie," Debby protested confusedly, "that's outdoors, with all those cars going by! It'll be so dirty!"

"It won't be bad. They've got lots of really soft sand under that overpass. It's quiet enough. I used to play there when I was a kid." Robbie grinned. "Besides, I can get some rubbers from my older brother Steve. We can fuck all night!"

"But I don't even know Steve! I mean, what will he think of me!"

"Doesn't matter what he thinks of you. His rubbers are good. That's what counts. They're Trojans."

Debby tried to think clearly for a moment, but found it impossible. Her cunt was still so hot that it hurt her. Deep down inside she knew she was going to say yes.

Gulping meekly, Debby nodded her head.

"All right, Robbie," she whispered. "I'll be there tomorrow night. As soon as it gets dark."

Robbie smiled. They left the drive-in quickly after that.

On the way put Debby looked through the window, and for the first time she saw how many of her classmates used the drive-in as a place to screw. At least half of the cars parked on the ramps were bouncing rhythmically up and down. Debby was innocent, but she knew that a sight like that could only mean one thing.

Tonight she found it reassuring. Now that she'd lost her own cherry, it was nice to know that all the other boys and girls in her high school were happy and busy with their fucking.

Debby stood in the sand under the highway overpass. It was almost dark. Overhead she could hear the thousands of cars swarming by, and she could hear the crickets, and over the roofs of the houses far away she could see the twinkling stars.

Next to Debby, to her left, there was a small creek. The creek was almost dry, and it was littered with beer cans. To Debby's right were mountains of dusty sand, left under the overpass by the dump trucks when the freeway had been built.

On one of the mounds of sand, Debby had laid out a big terrycloth beach towel, which she'd stolen from her mother's laundry hamper. This way she'd have something to fuck on, and she wouldn't get all dirty.

Debby was waiting for Robbie. She felt very guilty about meeting him like this, but every eager and horny too. All day long she'd rubbed her thighs together in class, thinking of how good it would feel to have Robbie's big dick back inside her burning cunt.

Robbie came into sight a minute later, walking towards her alongside the creek. Debby was shocked to see that there was another bigger man walking with him, that Robbie had not come to fuck her alone.

"Hey ya, Debs," the stranger said, when the two boys joined her under the overpass. "Good, to meet ya."

"Robbie, who is this?" Debby asked nervously, glancing at the stranger. "I didn't think you were going to…"

"This is my brother, Steve," Robbie said I helplessly. "I'm sorry Debby, I really am, but he said he wouldn't lend me any of his Trojans if he couldn't come along."

"Hope ya don't mind, Debs," Steve interjected, his voice deep and loose and menacing.

"I just want to watch. Not much to do at home except watch TV."

"Robbie… you know I can't do this!" Debby squealed. "I'm not going to… have sex with you in front of somebody else."

Debby knew very little about Steve, except that he was twenty-three, did badly in college and had been in jail twice. In the darkness she could barely see him, but there was something about his broad, toothy grin that frightened her.

"Don't worry about me, Debs," Steve said. "I seen lots of people fucking."

"Come on, Debby, what the hell's the difference?" Robbie asked pleadingly. "I'm really horny and so are you. At least this way we got some protection."

"But Robbie!" Debby protested. "You don't…"

Robbie interrupted her. He crossed to where she stood and wrapped his arms tightly around her, showering hot, hungry kisses on her lips and cheeks and neck.

"Stop that!" Debby squealed, trying to push him away. "You can't do this to…"

Robbie wasn't to be denied. Immediately he moved his left hand up her belly and squeezed her huge tits through her blouse, roughly kneading the soft, spongy globes inside her bra. His right hand dove between her legs and massaged her cunt through her blue jeans.

As soon as she felt his hand on her pussy, Debby knew she was a goner. All day long she'd been dreaming of just this moment. Her muscles went slack; her curly haired cunt slit moistened and warmed to Robbie's touch. Suddenly it made very little difference to her that Steve was watching them, smiling.

"Ohhhh, Robbie, stop… unggghhh," she moaned. But her words held no meaning now, and both of them knew it. "Please, Robbie, don't… mmmnnn… anhhhh."

Robbie tore open her blue jeans and thrust his hand into her panties. Debby gasped as she felt his fingers invade the sopping pink lips of her cunt. Instantly, in spite of herself, she began to buck her ass, fucking her cunt eagerly on his hand.

"Ohhhh, Robbie!" she whimpered. "Ungh! So good… awww, unit unh, unh…"

"Take your pants off," Robbie demanded hoarsely. "I want to suck the juice out of your cunt!"

In the darkness beneath the overpass, with the cars roaring down the four lane highway, with Steve watching them, Debby obeyed as fast as she could. She kicked off her blue jeans, panties and tennis shoes, burning with the need to feel Robbie's mouth glued to her pussy. Then she turned and lay down on the beach towel in the sand, wriggling her ass, spreading her thighs as far apart as they'd go.

"All right, Robbie," she said shamefully. "But don't you tell anyone, Steve! You've got to promise."

"I promise," Steve replied sarcastically.

Robbie knelt on the towel between his teenage girlfriend's spread thighs. He cupped the cheeks of her ass in his palms and kneaded them greedily, rolling the milky flesh between his fingers.

Then he buried his mouth into the hair fringed lips of her pouting cunt, hungrily sucking up the juices that oozed from her slit.

"Awwwww, Robbie!" Debby shrieked. She grabbed his hair and humped her ass off the sand, locking her thighs around his ears. "Suck it, Robbie, suck my pussy, you'll make me cummmmm!"

Robbie slipped two fingers into the sopping tunnel of Debby's pussy and pumped them in and out, jacking her off. He fastened his mouth around her stiff clit and pulled it hard between his lips.

Debby ripped off her sweater and struggled with the clasp of her bra. She wanted to be naked now. She wanted Robbie to play with her tits.

Finally the bra came off. Debby's enormous, firm, stiff-nippled breasts wobbled salaciously in the moonlight, the cherry-red circles goose bumping with the cold. Whining, she grabbed Robbie's free hand and pulled it to her jugs. A moment later she gasped with satisfaction as she felt his fingers grab the spongy warmth of her breast.