Brian Laver: Mother_s new lover

He let go of her tit just long enough to pull the hem of her jersey out of her jeans. Then he slipped his hand under it and moved it over the swollen jug. Now, with her naked knocker in his grip, Dave was more excited than he'd ever been.

His cock was throbbing painfully in his pants. The pressure of simmering gism made his balls ache. He would give his life to fuck this chick. And he might get her a lot cheaper than that.

As his hands moved around in her jersey, he kissed her neck and nibbled her ear. He could feel her chest beginning to heave as she breathed harder.

If only he could get her as hot as he already was, he might have a chance, Dave thought.

"Was I the sexiest girl you saw in the locker room?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, by far," Dave said truthfully.

With that, he gently pushed Mary down on the bed. They lay side by side with their legs hanging over the edge.

Dave thrilled at the way Mary's tits slipped slightly to the sides as she lay down. But her tits still stood proudly, high on her chest. And Dave's hands kept roaming over them.

But it was time to unveil those treasures. Every time the boy took another step with her, he felt the tenor that she might stop him. But, still, he pressed on.

Lifting his face from the nape of her neck, Dave looked down at her chest. Then he began lifting her jersey. When he saw Mary arch her back so he could pull that garment up, he knew he was going to get a real treat.

Suddenly her tits lay bare, exposed to his eyes, hands, and mouth.

After staring for a few seconds, he dropped his face onto one of the snow-white mounds. He burrowed his mouth into that softness, looking for her nipple like a new-born kitten suckling for the first time.

"M-m-m-m-m," Mary moaned softly.

Dave felt her put her arms around his head as he sucked her stiff nipple into his mouth.

With his hands, he scooped up the tit-flesh that wouldn't fit into his mouth.

"Oh-h-h, Dave," Mary groaned. "That feels so-o-o-o nice."

Now it seemed that peeking through windows was kid stuff. This was the real thing. Dave was going wild. But there was a long road ahead before his dream would come true. Would Mary be as free with her cunt as she was being with her tits?

With her tits conquered, Dave had to continue the long march. Now that Mary was panting with lust, he thought the time had come.

He took a nipple between his teeth and fluttered his tongue over it. Mary hugged his head tightly. Then Dave moved a hand over her crotch and slipped it between her thighs.

He held his breath. But the girl didn't do anything about the fingers that were nuzzling between her denim-clad thighs just below her crotch. And although her cunt was still safely hidden, Dave could feel the moist heat radiating from it through her jeans.

Still doing his best to keep Mary's mind on her tits, he pressed his hand against the crotch of her jeans. Knowing his fingers were a fraction of an inch from her wet cunt made Dave bite down a bit too hard on her nipple.

"Ow-w-w," Mary cried softly. "Not so hard, Dave."

By now, Dave was too wild with lust to fool around. He moved his hand to the button that held Mary's jeans closed. Attacking the button with frenzied fingers, he had it opened before long.

Then he slid down the zipper. He'd never been so close to a pussy before.

In his eagerness he began acting clumsily. As soon as he felt the smooth skin of her belly under his fingertips, he began sliding them down toward her cunt.

He came to the elastic top of her panties. His fingers tucked themselves under it and kept moving. Then he was combing through the curls of her cunt.

"O-o-o-o, Dave," Mary whispered.

Dave was aware that she was moving in a sexy squirm under him. Her back arched again. Her legs spread.

Shoving his fingers deeper, he came to the crack. Now he was a wild man. Snorting through his nostrils into soft tit-flesh while his mouth sucked a nipple, Dave tried to shove his hand further into her pants.

He had the tip of his middle finger snuggled into her crack. But he could only reach the very top of the cunt. Her jeans were hugging her cunt too tightly for him to get his hand in further.

But now that his hand was touching that longed-for pussy, Dave couldn't give up. Nor could he be satisfied with merely tucking his fingertip into the top corner of her cunt. He had to have that gash opened for his examination.

Retreating from her tits, Dave pulled his hand from her pants. Sitting up, he surveyed his progress so far.

Mary looked beautiful lying there with her jersey over her tits and her jeans opened. But Dave was determined to excavate further.

Grabbing the waist of the jeans, he began tugging.

When Mary grabbed his hands, though, the boy felt his heart sink. But he couldn't give up. Not when he was so close.

"Please, Mary," he gasped. "Just let me pull them down a little."

As he begged he kept tugging. Finally, Mary lifted her ass slightly, and her pants began to come down.

Dave's eyes bulged as he saw her hairy cunt rise above the horizon of her lowering jeans. Even in the dim light of the room, her dark pubic hair could be clearly seen against the whiteness of her skin.

He managed to get her pants halfway down her thighs when she stopped him again. But that was low enough.

Dave threw himself on top of the girl, kissing her gasping mouth. His hand went to her crotch. When he wrapped his hand around her defenseless cunt now he felt his body hum with unleashed passion.

Mary was writhing beneath him. Her hips wiggled and her tits rolled.

Dave concentrated on his exploring fingers. He felt the long mouth of her crotch, measuring it from corner to corner. After spending hours studying pictures of cunts, he thought he knew tern pretty well. But his fingers felt like strangers as they crept over that territory.

Dave was surprised at how her cunt reached all the way down between her thighs. When he found the rear corner of that crack he was amazed at how wet it was. Those loose lips were drooling a slippery juice. With delight, Dave realized that that juice would let his prick glide smoothly into that pussy.

"Hut-u-u-u," Mary gasped when she felt a finger enter her.

With his long middle finger, Dave began probing bet pussy. Just inside the hairy lips he found wet ridges of slippery flesh. Then, examining those folds, he found the entrance to her cunt.

Feeling Mary's body tense suddenly, Dave sent his finger swimming up that flowing cavern.

"Oh, Dave," Mary whispered. "That feels so good, so good."

Dave could tell that this, tunnel was made to hold his cock. Its slippery smooth walls would feel exquisite on his prick, he knew.

As he moved his finger around in that soaking cunt, Mary began thrusting her hips as though she were being fucked. How could she stop him from fucking her now? Dave wondered. And how could he let her? He was a raving maniac.

As he explored her cunt he found that he could make Mary cry out and buck her hips by rubbing a certain spot near the top of her gash. Dave remembered hearing about a little button in a chick's cunt that really drove them wild when it was rubbed. He knew he'd found it.

Because he loved the way Mary thrust her hips and moaned when he played with that button, he kept his finger wiggling on it.

It was amazing how wild this chick was getting, Dave thought. Lifting his face from her tits, he looked at the wild beast she had become.

Her face wore a wanton expression of lust. Her tits rolled from side to side as she writhed uncontrollably. Dave had never seen anything like it. And he was proud of himself for bringing her to this state of passion.

Dave thought that this was the right time to take the last step in his quest. All he had to do was get his cock out and slip it into her.