Foster Davis - The seduction of mommy

The only light inside radiated from a fireplace in a far corner of the main room where several logs were burning brightly. Lying on their stomachs side by side facing the fire, a blanket beneath them, were Connie and Linc. They were dressed and unrumpled. Even though they had been alone in the cabin, they were not in the midst of any sexual foreplay. Their voices were low and serious, and Judy realized they were talking philosophy, as usual. They were an intellectual pair, and it often seemed they didn't fit in with the rest of the gang – yet they were two of the most likeable seniors at Washington High. Sometimes Judy thought that Connie would rather discuss Plato than screw, but once Connie got turned on, she really got turned on and it took a lot of sex to cool her off. Judy knew from experience that Linc was an able stud once he got sexually aroused.

The two on the blanket turned and uttered brief, friendly hellos. Then they returned to their conversation, ignoring the new arrivals who made their way into the only bedroom. Jack closed the door, and they were alone in the dark room. They stood kissing passionately. Then, as if by secret signal, they made their way arm in arm toward the bed. They sat on the edge and kissed again, this time holding the embrace for a long while, their tongues making frantic circles inside each other's mouth.

"Want to get undressed?" Jack asked when the kiss was broken.

"Yeah!" Judy responded in a throaty whisper. "Oh, yeah, baby, do I ever want to get undressed!" The thought of his nude flesh against hers sent waves of insane lust through her. She reached into his lap, her palm cupping the bulge of his penis through his pants. Then her hand went quickly up to his belt, undoing it. She considered undressing him, peeling away his clothing bit by bit in a slow, teasing manner like she had so many times in the past. But she was too hot, her panties already like tissue glued soggily against her quivering vagina. Her hand came back to her own lap. Her fingers brushed briefly between her thighs, and she smiled a little as she felt how her juices had leaked through her slacks to form a warm circle around her crotch.

She began to unbutton her blouse with one hand while freeing the snap of her slacks with the other. She kicked off her sandals, then stood and worked her pants and undies down over her young hips. It was too dark to see much, and Jack could barely make out her silhouette. But even that was exciting to him – the outline of her nude hips and thighs, her blouse hanging open, no bra beneath, her slacks and panties bunched at her feet. He stood and began stripping frantically. Judy watched him, finding his haste thrilling; the mad way he was stepping out of his pants excited her. He practically ripped his shirt off.

They were both naked.

They melted together, their mouths fusing. Judy stretched up on her tiptoes, her head tilted, Jack's tongue firm and aggressive inside her lips. Oozing from the head of his erection was an abundance of sticky liquid. His seminal fluids clung to her belly as his cock was sandwiched between their heated bodies. She squirmed against him as the kiss continued. Her tits were crushed against his lower chest, nipples hardened and throbbing savagely. She groaned into his mouth like a woman ready to come at any second. She felt it all gathering within her, a great storm of excitement, a furious raging river of passion. Her toes clenched against the hardwood floor. She pressed her body still more forcefully against his until the pressure was delightful and agonizing at the same time. Their kiss became combative – a miniwar fought with nibbling teeth and thrusting tongues. She tightened her lips and began to suck hard, causing Jack's tongue to plunge deep into her mouth, almost to her throat. No gentleness left in him now, both his hands pulled viciously at the back of her head. She couldn't stand it any more. She was too hot. Somehow she managed to free her lips from his and turn her head to one side.

Hotly she whispered in his ear, "Let's get on the bed now, I've got to…"

"Got to what?" he teased.

Long ago she had learned how Jack liked to hear crude words and phrases uttered from her trembling young lips. She didn't mind; it excited her, too. What could be more exciting while fucking than to speak honestly and passionately from the soul of your sexual being?

She spread her legs a little wider and licked his earlobe, making him squirm and rub his penis against her stomach. She whispered, "I've got to get fucked! You've got to fuck me, Jack, or else I'll die! I'm so hot it's running down my legs! Fuck me, please! Fuck me!"

Her voice was gaspy and uneven. They crashed to the bed together, the old mattress acting like a trampoline beneath them, causing them to bounce nearly off its surface. Jack ended up flat on his back sideways across the bed, his feet hanging over one side, while Judy straddled him, her legs doubled under and her knees at the sides of his hips. His erection was grazing her wet cunt, and she wasted no time reaching for the hard cock. She guided the long, slender erection into the opening of her vagina and immediately began to circle her hips, until the staff was imbedded all the way into her tight young channel. She sat still momentarily, savoring the feel of his penis. She squeezed it with her muscular cunt. Then she hissed loudly, her lips parted, and started a feverish up and down tempo.

"Jack!" she cried. "Oh, Jack, it's so fucking good!"

She could see the outline of his face, his lips widely parted, great gusts of breath heaving out of him from his straining chest. Now and then his eyes reflected what little light there was in the room, and Judy knew his hot gaze was fixed on her wildly pumping hips. Her own eyes were wet with lust, glazed over and pleading, and she wondered whether Jack could see the same aroused sparkle in her stare that she saw in his.

Her fluids filled her cunt, causing less and less friction as his cock plummeted into the depths of her pulsating vagina.

"Jack, I'm going to come right away – right away, baby, I'm so hot!" Her voice was an outpouring of alternate high and low tones, garbled sounds and sobbed syllables. She felt a powerful orgasm welling up within her.

She sat down heavily on his hips and the feel of his throbbing cock, shoved up her cunt as far as it would go, sent her mind spinning in erotic delirium.

"Aaaa!" Jack groaned as Judy began to move her hips in an increased circular tempo. "Judy, don't stop!"

She had him crazy for it now, and that knowledge – the knowledge that she was driving him insane with her wild whorelike motions – made her incomprehensibly hot. She had such power. She could slow her pace and make him plead. She could jerk her groin around furiously for thirty seconds and make him shoot his load of scorching sperm right into her dripping cunt. Beneath her was well over six feet of muscular male animal, and she could control it. Sex seemed so glorious to her. Two people dependent on each other to achieve the single most rewarding experience in life. Sex was beautiful – and right.

Her hands moved to her breasts, her palms rubbing briskly across her hard young nipples. The buds were alive with sensual ticklish delight, sending waves of arousal all across her body. Her whole being seemed sexually ignited. Every part of her seemed to tingle with sexual awareness. She felt like she had never been so hot – and yet she knew better. Every time she fucked, she felt hotter than she had ever been before. That was the beauty of fucking.

Jack reached up and placed his hands atop Judy's. He rode the backs of her hands, feeling her tease and fondle her pretty young breasts. He tightened his thighs, arching his hips upward and lifting the twisting girl with him. Her juices leaked from her cunt to the base of his erection, puddling there, acting as a glue which united their wet and tangled pubic hair.