M Jacobs: Mom_s family orgy

The cock-hungry thirty-five-year-old beauty imagined taking Billy's big hard cock into her mouth. She could almost taste the droplet of pre-seminal fluid that oozed from the swollen head of his dick and ran down her tongue. She could almost feel the heat of Billy's hard throbbing rod as she swallowed it deeper and deeper into her face. The hot-assed woman could almost feel the boy's surprisingly big dick filling her sweet face, filling her mouth with the power she longed for. She pursed her pretty lips and imagined that she was really sucking the hard head of Billy's jerking rod.

Cissy's fingers were working eagerly against the barely concealed flesh of her seething twat. The rubbing of her fingertips against the damp flesh of her excited cunt was driving her wilder and wilder by the second. Her cunt ran with musky dew, ran with the hot fluids of her depraved passion for the boy. She had to take off her panties and diddle herself while she imagined seducing the handsome boy. She had to feel her fingers stroking the seething flesh of her cunt, had to pretend that Billy was with her, had to pretend that he was about to learn everything she wanted to teach him about fucking and sucking.

Cissy let her fingers sneak beneath the waistband of her flimsy panties. She pulled the garment down over her silken thighs and rolled it down her legs until it was around her ankles. She sat there on the sofa with her legs curled beneath her pretty ass, her skirt raised until she could see the nest of her furry blonde twat. She only wished that Billy could be there to see the treasure she had for him. As her warm hand went between her legs again, she closed her eyes once more and abandoned herself to her maddening passions.

The horny woman's twat twitched and tingled as she drew her fingers back and forth over the silken flesh between her legs. She felt shocks of sexual electricity shooting through her belly and up her spine as she stimulated herself wildly. Her clit itched and burned with lust. She scratched at her hot little clit, making her cunt run with musky juices. She only wished that she could feel Billy's warm hand between her legs, only wished that his fingers were dancing over the hot bud of flesh between the lips of her pussy.

She imagined falling back on the sofa and spreading her legs while the excited boy stared wide-eyed with amazement. She imagined herself reaching between her long, luscious legs and manipulating the rosy lips of her naked cunt, opening herself lewdly for the lad's inspection. She could almost feel herself preparing for the entry of the boy's stiff dick into her seething cunt.

Cissy could almost see herself beckoning her fucker toward her, could almost see herself spreading her legs wider and wider, opening her seething pussy until the boy could look all the way up her rosy cunt. She could almost hear herself telling the stud to fall to his knees and feel the hot gash between her open legs. She could almost feel the boy's trembling, but eager hand falling over her wet snatch, could almost feel his fingers stroking the dewy flesh of her sex.

Cissy's belly quivered when she imagined taking the kid's hard rod into her cunt. She felt her pussy tighten at the mere thought of having his dick in her twat. She was alive with desire for the boy. Every fiber of her being cried out for him. She had to feel his stiff prick jerking and throbbing inside her. If only he was with her now. If only she could accept his excited cock into her juicy snatch and work on it until she had taught him what a wild ejaculation into a woman's seething cunt was all about.

Having only her own hand to make her happy at the moment, Cissy made do. She buried first one finger and then another in her sucking sex. Before long her whole hand had found its way into her cunt. She felt the stretching of her super-sensitive cunt-flesh as she filled herself with her own hand. She dreamed of having a big hard cock inside her, dreamed of feeling the warmth of it, the hardness of it, the jerking and throbbing of it inside her. Seething with naked lust, the hot-assed woman twisted her hand inside the tight clutching hole between her legs, making her knuckles rub against the lips of her pussy.

"Oh, God! God! Billy! Billy, darling! Fuck me! Fuck the piss out of me! Oh, Billy! I love your cock! I love your hard dick in my fucking twat! Move it inside me, lover! I don't care how you are! I need you! Oh, God! Fuck me! Fuck meeeee!" she cried, her eyes tightly closed with passion as she writhed in the heat of her self-inspired lust for the boy.

The horny woman began moving her hand in and out of her tight wet twat harder and faster by the second. The juices of her pussy flowed freely between her legs. She writhed wildly as the heat in her cunt continued to build to the flash point. She could hear the wet sucking sounds her hand made as it moved in and out of her clutching cunt. She was on the edge of the sofa now, her legs spread wide, her hand up her cunt-hole all the way past her wrist. Her legs moved to and fro. Her nipples tingled inside her blouse, rubbing against the silky material and driving her wild. The wild-assed woman was totally oblivious of her surroundings, so wrapped up was she in her wild imaginings.

She could feel Billy's big fat cock throbbing hot and hard deep inside her belly. She could imagine the nervous trembling of his angular body as he fucked her hot and hard. She could imagine his heavy breathing as he jabbed his impaled dick in and out of her incredibly tight twat. She tried to imagine how the boy would feel inside fucking a woman for the first time, tried to imagine the confusing sensations and ideas that would run through him as he worked his organ in and out of her grasping cunt.

"Fuck me, Billy! Screw the shit out of me, darling! Fill me with hot dick! Oh, God! I need you, Billy! I need that stiff dick inside me! Move it in me, lover! I want to teach you! I want to teach you how to fuck a woman and make her happy! I want you!" the horny woman hissed, her hand moving fast between her legs.

"Gosh, Mrs. Baxter! Do you really mean it?" Cissy suddenly heard a boy's voice rasp.

Cissy screamed when she realized that the boy's voice she heard was not a voice from her horny imagination. It was as real as life, and the voice was Billy's. Even worse, he had heard her calling his name and begging him to fuck her hot and hard. Her reaction was automatic. She pulled her hand out of her sucking cunt-hole and tried to cover her pussy with her skirt. She somehow managed to pull up her panties and stand up. She reached out and grabbed Billy's shoulders, shaking him violently and staring into his big blue eyes.

"What on earth are you doing here, Billy!" Cissy shouted, her voice ringing with tension.

"But… uh… I… I live here, Mrs. Baxter!" the boy struggled.

"Why are you back so early?" Cissy asked, her voice weaker now.

"It's six o'clock, Mrs. Baxter. You remember? You told me to be back by six. The game was just over a few minutes ago. Uh… do you… uh do you want me to go back outside or somethin'?" the boy asked nervously.

"Yes! No! I… I don't know what I want you to do! This is terrible! Oh, God! I… I…" the woman stumbled, unable to put her embarrassment into words.

Cissy lost her voice for a moment and fell onto the sofa. She felt like hiding her face and letting her tears of embarrassment flow freely, but she knew that she didn't dare collapse now. She had to be strong and try somehow to save the situation. If only she could be alone to collect her thoughts.

"Billy… why don't you go upstairs and take a shower?" she suggested weakly.

"Uh… okay, Mrs. Baxter…" Billy said, looking away from the lovely woman, obviously as embarrassed about the situation as she was.

Cissy watched the boy walk up the stairs, his head bowed, barely picking up his feet. She realized that it had been a terrible shock to the boy catching his neighbor and his mother's best friend doing such a dirty thing to herself. She hoped she could make him understand, or at least forget what he had seen. When she realized that no boy could ever forget seeing a woman fucking herself with her hand on his living room sofa, Cissy shivered with fear. Would he tell his parents? Would he tell his buddies at school? Her mind swam with the dizzying possibilities.