M Jacobs: Mom_s family orgy

Cissy stood aside at the door to Billy's room and let him lead the way. She was itching to get out of her clothes and let the boy see her luscious feminine charms. Billy's room had all the trappings of a boy's room, all the baseball pennants, goofy posters, footballs, and sports paraphernalia. Cissy detected in the boy a kind of embarrassment about all of this, as if he were suddenly out of place in a boy's room now that he was about to become a man.

"So this is your little world!" Cissy smiled. "Do you think there might be room in it for me, lover?"

"Gosh, yeah!" Billy exclaimed, his dripping cock throbbing with tension.

"And this is where you sleep!" she said in a voice dripping with lust. "It makes me all sad inside to think that you've been sleeping here all alone. I'll just bet that delicious-looking cock of yours gets hard every night! Am I right?"

"Sure, Mrs. Baxter. It gets hard all the time!" Billy admitted.

"And there isn't anyone to make it soft for you again! Terrible! Just terrible! I know how a boy's cock aches when it's all hard and tense! Surely you must have found some way of relieving yourself, darling boy!"

"Uh, relieving myself? How do you mean, Mrs. Baxter?" Billy struggled.

"Yes, Billy. You must have found some way of making your cock soft again. I believe you boys call it jerking off or something to that effect. Am I right, lover?" she asked.

"Gosh, Mrs. Baxter! Uh… I…" the boy stammered, flushing with embarrassment.

"You shouldn't be ashamed, darling. All boys do things like that! Would you like to do that for me?" she asked, her lips wet and glistening.

"Do it for you?" the boy rasped, his dick jerking in front of his body. "What do you mean, Mrs. Baxter?"

"I mean I'd like to watch you jerk off!" she smiled. "I've never watched a boy do that before. Just thinking about it makes my pussy all hot and wet! If I'm going to teach you how to enjoy that fine body of yours you might as well teach me a few things, too. Show me how a boy relieves himself when he doesn't have a woman like me around to help him. Will you do that for me, darling?"

"Uh… oh, shit… I guess I will. I mean…" the boy struggled, knowing that he would have to do anything in the world she asked of him.

Billy reached down and took his firm rod in his hand. He hesitated at first, ashamed of what he was about to do in front of Mrs. Baxter. When he felt his fingers closing around the shaft of his slippery cock, however, he forgot the embarrassment he felt and abandoned himself to the burning wild sensations he was causing to race up and down his cock by his own manipulations. His balls aching with youthful passion, Billy closed his eyes and started beating off for dear life while Mrs. Baxter sat on his bed and watched.

Cissy stared with glittering eyes at the boy's hand as it raced up and down the long thick shaft. It was almost too much for the wild-assed woman to believe. Her neighbor was actually standing there naked before her, jerking off his stiff tomcat. She had dreamed of watching a boy masturbate, and now the experience was hers to enjoy to the full. She knew now that the step she had taken toward Billy would bring her to the wild depravity she craved. Her cunt steamed with lust.

"Billy, darling, would you like to see something to stimulate your horny mind?" Cissy breathed, feeling wanton beyond belief, willing to do anything in her power to stimulate her stud and make him desperate for her willing body.

"Huh?" the boy started, opening his eyes and staring at the beautiful woman on the edge of his bed.

"Would you like to see my body, darling?" she smiled.

"God! You really mean it?" Billy wheezed, his legs trembling with excitement.

"Of course I mean it, Billy! You have to see a woman's body sooner or later! We can't fuck with our clothes on! Would you like to see me naked?" she asked softly.

"Oh, shit, Mrs. Baxter! You mean it?" the kid growled, his balls tensing between his shivering legs.

"Would you like to see my breasts?" she sang, running her hands over her luscious tits, smoothing her hands over the silk material of her light blouse.

"Oh, God, yes!" the boy begged. "Can I? Can I really see your breasts?" Billy rasped, staring wild-eyed at the luscious woman.

"I'd just love to show you my tits, Billy! You deserve to see them! You're so and willing!" she smiled, unbuttoning her blouse ever so slowly, teasing the boy with every move she made. "Have you ever seen a woman's tits before, Billy?" she smiled, having unbuttoned her blouse completely, holding her garment closed over her swelling bosoms.

"Gosh, no, Mrs. Baxter! Never! Wow!" the boy rasped.

"Not even your mother's?" she asked softly.

"Huh? Mom's? Uh, well, once in awhile, I guess," the boy said nervously.

"Julia has lovely breasts, Billy. Your mother is a very pretty lady. Do you think I'm as pretty as your mother? Are my titties as pretty as hers?" she asked in a sultry voice.

With that, the hot-assed older woman tore open her pink silk blouse and let her naked boobs burst into full view. The big beautiful globes swelled with sultry seductiveness as she sat there on the edge of Billy's bed with her legs crossed. She smoothed her hands over the pink-glowing flesh of her exposed boobs, making the boy long to feel her tits for himself.

Billy's eyes almost bugged out of his head when he saw the magnificent tits Cissy had to offer him. He had never laid eyes on anything as exciting in his life. Her tits were bigger and softer-looking then anything he had seen in glossy girlie magazines. Her breasts were suffused with a pink glow that made her skin look almost translucent. Her tit-peaks were stiff, standing out as little points of goose-pimpled flesh.

Cissy knew that she was having a powerful effect on Billy. She lifted her glorious breasts in her hands and offered them to him, feeling more lascivious by the minute. Billy stared at her offered knockers with an eagerness and awe that made her melt inside. Her cunt ran with musky moisture at the mere thought of the wild things she and her boy were about to do with each other. The crotch of her panties was damp with her feminine dew.

"Billy, darling, do you like my tits? Are they pretty enough for you?"

"Golly, yeah! They're beautiful, Mrs. Baxter!" the hard-cocked boy rasped.

"You're not just saying that are you, darling? After all, lover, you said you hadn't seen a woman's tits before. You really don't have much to compare mine to," she smiled.

"I-I've seen some pictures…" the boy said, his voice trailing off weakly, as if he were embarrassed by his lack of experience.

"Did you jack off, darling?" the hot-assed woman asked, her cunt twitching.

"Uh… well… yeah."

"If you were that excited over a picture, you must be terribly horny right now, darling. After all, lover, these are more than a picture. These are flesh and blood breasts, darling boy. Would you like to feel for yourself?"

"Oh, shit! Can I? You mean it? Can I touch 'em?" the horny boy rasped, his cock jerking uncontrollably.

"Come to me, lover! Come to me and feel my tits! Oh darling! I can promise you that this will be the wildest time of your life!" Cissy sang, opening her arms wide for the horny boy.

Billy almost ran toward Mrs. Baxter. He fell into her arms like a baby and buried his face between her delicious tits. The boy breathed heavily, inhaling her perfume and going wild inside. He felt the firm but incredibly soft flesh of her naked boobs against his cheeks, felt the hard little points of her nipples brushing lightly against his shoulders. The boy fell to his knees and rested his face between her breasts, feeling her soft breathing, feeling her tits rising and falling almost imperceptibly.