M Jacobs: Mom_s family orgy

Cissy Baxter waited patiently in Julia and Ralph Martin's living room for Billy Martin to return home from his baseball game in the park. Cissy had somewhat reluctantly agreed to watch after Billy for the Martins while they took care of some business in a near-by city. It wasn't that Cissy was unwilling to do a favor for her favorite neighbors or that she disliked Billy. The fact was that she more than liked her eighteen year-old neighbor. Her cunt was on fire for the boy.

Cissy was a well-respected member of the quiet little community of Shelby Corners. To all appearances she was happily married and content with her life. She had two well-behaved and promising boys of her own. Her eighteen year-old son Paul was doing well on the Shelby Corners track team and Danny was showing a remarkable scholastic achievement. She had good reason to be proud of her handsome sons. Her position on the school board brought her the respect of her fellow townspeople and her husband's grocery was the most prosperous in town. She had no reason to be less than satisfied with her life with Mike, no reason that was discernible by her family and friends, at least.

Cissy would have keen quite content with her life with Mike, but for one weakness, a weakness for hot fucking. Cissy's sex life had taken a bad turn lately, and the resulting frustration was driving her to distraction. Mike just hadn't been giving her the wild fucking that a thirty-five-year old sex pot like Cissy craved. It wasn't that Mike hadn't made her happy in the past. The first few years of their marriage had been one honey fuck after another. But lately her once horny husband had slowed down to a crawl. Cissy really didn't know what was causing her husband's sudden loss of interest in fucking. She was beginning to wonder if he was seeing another woman, a thought that would never have crossed her mind in the earlier years of their marriage.

Cissy had come to suspect Mary Reynolds, her husband's assistant store manager, of trying to steal her man away. She knew that Mary was ten years er than her, but she didn't think the girl had anything on her as far as physical appeal was concerned. Cissy knew that she still had what it took to excite and hold a man. She suspected that the lure of youth had simply been too strong for Mike to resist. She knew, too, that if Mike actually was having an affair with the girl, it would only last until his lust for youth had been satisfied. Cissy was open-minded and understanding enough to forgive Mike for his sexual indiscretions, especially since she was burning up inside with the same fire.

She didn't know whether her lust for Billy was a result of her lack of sexual satisfaction in her husband's bed or whether she had always had a secret longing to seduce a boy. She knew only that her waking hours lately had been filled with thoughts of the handsome lad and her sleeping hours had been filled with dreams of him.

Cissy was ashamed of her desire for Billy, but she could not deny her ever building lust for him. Whenever she saw him, she trembled inside, trembled with a kind of excitement and fear that she had never felt before. There was something enticingly wicked about her attraction for her neighbors' son, something that filled her with dizzying excitement. It was as if the taboo inherent in her desires acted more as a stimulus to her lust than as a deterrent.

Billy was so willing to learn, so naturally bold that she could hardly resist the temptation to tear the kid's clothes off and pull him into bed with her. When she thought of all the nasty things she could teach the boy to do with her and to her, she heated up with lust.

Cissy had had the common sense to keep away from the boy, at least to avoid situations in which she would be sorely tempted to plunge into the whirlpool of her depraved desires. On the occasions when she had been unable to avoid getting close to the boy and being alone with him, she had been in constant fear of herself. This weekend was just such a time. She would be with the boy most of the time, and she was feeling particularly hot between the legs anyway. Mike hadn't fucked her for three weeks and she was going wild with naked lust.

Bill was out playing baseball at the moment. The plan was to have the boy spend the night at Cissy's house. Paul and Danny would keep him busy during the days. She only wondered what would happen when they had to be alone together. Her cunt was already melting between her legs. She knew that the sight of Billy bouncing in through the back door would be enough to make her twat twitch uncontrollably.

Alone with her thoughts of the boy, the hot-assed woman abandoned herself to her lusty imagination. She closed her lovely blue eyes and let her mind fill with images of Billy and the wild things she could do to him.

She imagined herself calling her lover to her, imagined him standing before her, his blue eyes twinkling with lust. She imagined staring at the bulge of the boy's well-filled crotch. She imagined watching his cock swell in his tight jeans as she unbuttoned her blouse and exposed the beautiful globes of her luscious breasts for him. She imagined herself lifting her exposed boobs, imagined herself offering her naked treasures for the boy's inspection.

In her horny mind, Cissy could see the boy staring at her offered knockers. She could hear the boy's heavy breathing as she moved closer to him. She could almost feel her luscious tits jiggling slightly as she walked toward the helpless boy. She could see the little beads of sweat on the lad's tanned forehead as he grew more and more nervous by the minute. She could feel his bare arm when she reached out in her imagination and touched him. She could feel the film of sweat on the boy's naked arm, could feel his muscles tense after the exercise of his ball game. She could feel his hard chest against the silken globes of her naked breasts as she moved up against him.

Cissy could feel her nipples tingling with lust as she rubbed up against Billy's bare chest. She had longed to touch his warm body, had longed to feel the silken warmth of his flesh against her. She could feel her nipples hardening with excitement, could feel the hard little tit-peaks brushing up against the boy's trembling body. She could almost hear the incoherent sounds that she knew would escape the kid's lips as his excitement grew unbearable for him.

Cissy imagined herself whispering little calming remarks in the boy's ear as she seduced him. She could almost see herself falling to her knees before the trembling kid, could almost feel her hand as she reached out and touched the long hard bulge of the boy's big dick. The horny woman could almost feel the boy's body jerking back uncontrollably as she laid her warm eager hand on the sensitive bulge of his swollen rod.

Cissy could almost feel the incredibly exciting heat of the boy's stimulated organ radiating through the material of his tight pants. She longed to tug down the kid's tightly stretched zipper and haul out his big fat cock. The horny woman's fingers caught the tab of the boy's zipper and tugged it down ever so slowly, opening his pants and exposing the bulge of his cock and balls in his underwear. She could almost feel his cock against her hand as she grabbed his cock and balls with her warm and eager hand.

Cissy's pussy was blazing with passion as she sat there on the sofa letting her horny imagination run away with her. She couldn't help reaching down between her long, luscious legs and letting her hand sneak under the silky material of her short skirt.

She let her hand run up her leg, let her eager fingers reach between her legs and find the damp nest of her warm cunt.

As Cissy's mind swam with images of Billy's stiff dick, her pussy heated up to the flash point. She couldn't resist letting her fingers rub gently against the flesh of her steaming twat, couldn't resist letting her fingers tickle the steaming flesh of her blazing cunt through the flimsy material of her red lace panties.