Brian Laver: Mother_s new lover

Then, suddenly, his prick began to sink into it. Dave watched as his prick was devoured.

"H-hah-h-h-h," Jean gasped as her ass was stuffed.

"Ah-h-h-h," Dave sighed at the peculiar sensation.

When his lips were leaning against his mother's ass-cheeks, Dave knew that this was going to be a real treat. Having his prick in his mother's ass was very different from sticking it up her cunt. Her ass held his cock fighter. And since it was drier in this slot, there was more friction.

And, of course, the mere idea of doing something so wild made the sensations all the more exciting.

Dave began pulling and pushing his prick. It slid back and forth in that tight grip of ass-sleeve. What a fabulous experience, the boy thought.

Supporting himself on straight arms, Dave managed to keep watching the action at his mother's asshole. His cock would appear and disappear. The snug pit stretched around his invading cock, tugging and stroking him.

And all the while, Jean's cunt stared up, empty and gaping, at Dave. Looking at her hollow pussy kept reminding him that he was doing something so weird that he'd never even thought of it before.

"Oh-h-h-h-h, Dave," Jean cried. "I love it! I love feeling your huge prick up my ass!"

It didn't take long for Dave to feel his gism rushing. Then he was filling his mother's ass with it. Dave noticed how the gism made his prick slide with a different sensation suddenly. But his brain was short-circuiting with ecstasy, and he was only aware of the sensations through a cloud of joy.

When his prick had been emptied of every drop of gism, Dave stopped sliding it back and forth. But it left it in that tight tube while he smiled warmly at his mother.

"Gee, Mom," he said. "You sure do have some great ideas."

Jean laughed. "You'll have plenty ideas yourself when you've been thinking about fucking for as many years as I have. Now pull your prick out slowly so it doesn't hunt."

Dave withdrew from his mother's asshole and snuggled up beside her. With a mother like this, he thought, he would be a champion fucker in no time.

The next time Dave was with Bob and Jim he found himself in a typical conversation about chicks and fucking. He couldn't tell his friends about his fun at home, so he kept quiet. After all, one slip of the tongue and his incest might be known.

But when Jim suggested going back to Gloriosky Gloria's place, Dave said no. After all, Gloria had been alright in a desperate situation. But now that he had one of the sexiest chicks in town at his disposal, he could hardly bring himself to fuck Gloria again.

And Dave hated to see his friends wasting their time on that old whore, too.

"What do you want to fuck her for when there are so many nice chicks around?" he asked.

"So many nice virgins, you mean," Jim said.

"Yeah, I know," Dave agreed. "But it's up to us to get those virgins laid."

"I'd rather fuck Gloria than waste my time with those tight-assed cunts," Bob said.

"Well, you guys can fuck old Gloriosky, but count me out," Dave told them.

"What makes you so particular all of the sudden?" Jim asked.

Oh, how Dave wished he could tell them. He was proud of his new girl friend, even though she was his mother. And he knew all his friends would be mad with jealousy. He knew too, that each of them would be gad to fuck his mother if she looked like his.

But Dave stuck to his secret. And he remained adamant about going back to Gloria's.

"Well, do you have any other suggestions?" Bob asked him.

"We could go over to Barb's. The chicks all hang out over there on Saturdays," Dave said.

"Dave, have you forgotten?" Jim asked. "We've been there. We've necked with those cunts till our balls ached. No thanks."

"Yeah, I know," Dave said. "But maybe we've been doing something wrong. After all, chicks like to fuck – at least some of them do. Maybe if we make them ask for it we'd do better."

"Yeah, sure," Bob said. "What are you going to do? Twist their arms? They'd probably rather lose an arm than let us fuck them."

"Well, I'd still rather take my chances over there than go back to Gloria," Dave said. "That old whore was alright once, but twice would be pathetic."

Dave could tell the guys were listening and paying attention to what he said. He didn't know it, but he was speaking with the authority of experience.

"Come on," Dave said. "Let's take a walk over to Barb's. We'll talk about strategy on the way."

To Dave's surprise, his friends agreed. He was feeling very much in control, but he didn't know why. He thought fucking was merely fucking; he didn't know that it made him more confident and worldly in the eyes of his buddies.

"We'll get the chicks necking," Dave said as they walked along. "But when they stop us from gabbing a tit or cunt or whatever, we stop everything. Just make sure they're breathing hard before you go for their tits."

"But that's what always happens," Jim said.

"No it isn't," Dave said. "When they stop us, we keep trying. That way, they can still have the fun of being kissed and pursued without giving up anything."

"I don't know," Bob said. "It sounds like I'm going to have aching balls again."

"Well, it could be worse," Dave said. "You could fall in love with Gloriosky."

The boys laughed. But they didn't have much hope of Dave's plan working out. He sounded as though he knew what he was talking about, though, so they went ahead.

At Barb's house, the boys found Sue, Fran and Barb. But soon after they arrived, Mary and Beth showed up.

When Dave saw Mary his prick began stiffening. He remembered how he thought he was going to fuck her, but wound up with a hand job. At the time it was fantastic, but now it seemed like small potatoes. Still, he would like another crack at her.

Now there were five chicks and three guys, though. But after some fooling around, Sue and Fran said they were leaving. With three and three, the boys began to get hopeful.

Bob went right over to Barb and sat down. His arm went around her shoulders. They kissed with the others looking on. Teenagers aren't used to having privacy anyway, so necking could go on even with an audience.

But Dave knew that privacy would be necessary if he were really going to score. So he stood up and motioned for Mary to go with him. He led her into the kitchen.

"I've been hoping I'd run into you," he told her. "Didn't your mother tell you I called?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry I missed you," Mary said. "But that was over a week ago."

"Yeah, well, I've been busy this past week," Dave said. "But it's still nice seeing you."

He stepped toward her and put his hands on her hips. She leaned into his arms. They kissed like lovers who'd been parted for years.

With this young chick in his arms, Dave knew that his mother wasn't enough. He needed other chicks too – chicks his own age. After conquering his mother's body, he was looking for new cunts to stake his claim on.

As their tongues intertwined, Dave and Mary pressed their bodies together. Dave was surprised at how firm Mary's tits seemed now that he was used to his mother's. And she was shorter than his mother, and she smelled differently. Dave found himself getting as excited as he used to get in his virginal days.

But he also knew that he was handling this chick differently than he had the last time they were together. He couldn't know for sure, but his technique had changed since he'd gathered some experience.

And Mary seemed to be responding to him differently, too. She seemed to be melting in his embrace.

"Let's go find a comfortable bedroom," Dave said.

Mary didn't reply, but he knew she would follow him anywhere.

The last time he led this chick to a bedroom, he had been just as excited as he was now. But he felt more confident now. And he knew he wasn't going to settle for a hand job.