Ray Todd: Naughty like mom

She watched Charlie reach under her mother's short dress, cupping the soft white cheeks of her ass in his big hands. His fingers slipped under her flimsy bikini panties, and probed the soft, warm crevice between her ass-cheeks. Her skirt raised high, he pulled her closer to him, rolling his hard cock back and forth against her bare belly.

"Could it be tomorrow?" she heard her mother whisper. "Can we spend tomorrow together in a motel?"

"Yes," he gasped, his finger working in and out of the deep crevice. "I'll call you in the morning."

"Oh, God," her mother sobbed, "I need a good fucking so bad."

"Don't worry," he smiled. "I promise you the best fuckin' time you've ever had."

"Oh, Charlie," she whispered. "You can't imagine what a lousy lay my poor, sweet husband is. I really need a good fucking."

Robin couldn't believe what she was hearing and seeing. She had always thought her mother and step-father had a good marriage. Not only was her mother unfaithful, but she was telling a neighbor about Bob's lousy sex performance. At that moment, she felt nothing but hate for her mother.

When Charlie released her, Diane dropped to her knees, eagerly grasping his hard shaft in her hands. Smiling up at him, she began gently sliding his cock's skin back and forth.

Robin almost shit her pants when she saw her mother lean forward and lightly lick the end of his prick.

"Christ, that feels good," Charlie moaned, leaning back against the wall.

"Do you like Diane's naughty little tongue?" she teased, swirling it around the bloated cock-head.

"Shit, yes," he gasped, his legs trembling with excitement.

Robin couldn't believe it when she watched her mother open her mouth wide and slide her lips over the big cock. The young girl was fascinated as she watched the big saliva-drenched cock slithering in and out of her mother's lips.

Removing the swollen cock-head from her mouth, Diane vigorously licked the entire underside of his dick.

"Jesus Christ," Charlie moaned as Robin watched her mother begin licking his balls. Diane licked and sucked until the crinkly skin glistened with spit.

Despite her disgust, Robin felt small tremors of excitement rippling through her loins. She found the sound of her mother's sucking and slurping quite erotic.

"Now, baby," Diane whispered as she put the big cock-head back in her mouth, "you're gonna get the best blow-job you've ever had."

"Suck me good, honey, suck me good," he gasped, bracing his back against the wall.

Her head began bobbing frantically over the glistening shaft, taking it deeper into her mouth with every lurch. Her hair was flying wildly around her face as her mouth slid faster and faster over his wet cock.

"Jesus Christ," he groaned, thrusting his cock up to meet every plunge by her mouth. "I'm almost there, baby, almost there."

"Squirt me good, honey," she squealed between slurps. "Fill me up! Shoot me full!"

"Suck, damn you, suck," he gasped as he grabbed her hair, pumping her up and down over his cock.

"Squirt me, baby, squirt me full," she continued screaming as she frantically sucked the thrusting rod.

When Charlie gave a final lunge and his body began jerking against her mother's face, Robin realized that he was firing his load into her mother's throat. She knew for certain when she saw the thick, white cum dribbling out the corner of her mother's mouth.

Robin vividly recalled the strange pleasant taste of Lance's sperm that he'd sprayed on her lips earlier in the evening and she momentarily wished that Charlie's stiff cock was spurting into her mouth. Watching the ecstasy on her mother's face as she sucked the last drops from his cock, Robin began rubbing her own wet cunt.

She could never remember having been so stimulated in her life. The sound of the big penis slithering in and out of her mother's lips, and the sight of the creamy cum oozing out of her mouth had almost blown Robin's mind. She was trembling, her fingers clawing at her dripping, hot pussy.

"Did you like that, baby," her mother giggled as she stood up after draining Charlie of his last drop. "Is Diane a good cock-sucker?"

"God, can you suck a cock," he gasped, leaning against the wall as he shakily pulled his pants up.

"Wait till tomorrow," Diane giggled, taking his hand and slipping back into the house.

When they had gone, Robin quickly pulled her jeans down and thrusted her fingers into her juice-drenched slit, quickly bringing herself off. Then, hurrying into her bedroom, she phoned Lance. Lying back on the bed, the phone pressed to her ear, she hoped he would answer and not his parents. She knew it was late, but she desperately wanted to talk to him.

She was pleased when he answered.

"Lance," she whispered in a nervous voice. "This is Robin."

"As if I couldn't tell," he yawned. "What do you want?"

"I want to suck you off," she blurted, too excited to control herself.

"What?" he gasped, unable to believe what he'd heard.

"I want to suck you off," she repeated.

When he didn't answer, Robin continued. "Please take me for a ride tomorrow night. I really want you to come in my mouth and I'm awfully sorry about this evening."

"Okay," he stammered, partially stunned. "I'll pick you up about eight."

"That's neat," she giggled excitedly. "You're gonna get the best fuckin' blow-job you've ever dreamed about."

It was mid-morning when Diane awakened. Robin was sipping a Coke in the kitchen when her mother entered in a dressing gown. Although Robin was certain her mother had a hangover, she had never seen her looking more radiant. There was a burnished sheen to her thick, auburn hair and her eyes were sparkling. Watching her mother's lips move as she talked, Robin envisioned that big, slippery cock sliding in and out between them. The image of her mother's mouth sucking on the hard dick sent an excited tremor racing through her loins. She could hardly wait until tonight when she would be sucking Lance's beautiful cock with her own lips.

Later that morning, when the phone rang, Diane rushed into the den to answer it. Robin felt certain that it was the call from Charlie Crawford, and that was verified when her mother returned and told her it was the library and that a book she'd ordered had arrived.

"As long as I have to go downtown," Diane said, "I think I'll spend the afternoon shopping."

Robin smiled to herself and wondered what her mother's reaction would be if she had volunteered to accompany her. Excusing herself, Diane rushed back to her room to dress.

A few minutes later she returned in a short, simple summer dress, her legs bare. Robin noted that Charlie wouldn't have much trouble getting to her skin, and she wondered whether her mother was wearing panties.

"I'll be home later this afternoon," she chirped, kissing her daughter lightly on the cheek and dashing out of the house. Her mother's excitement really amused Robin. Her thoughts again returned to Lance and that wonderful cock she would be sucking for the very first time.

Charlie had given Diane the motel and room number over the phone, and Diane's heart was pounding in her throat when she rapped on the door. It was quickly opened by Charlie who was attired in a nightshirt and, noticing his bare legs, Diane realized he was wearing nothing else.

"Hello, Diane," he smiled, kissing her. "I was so afraid you wouldn't come."

"Hi, Charlie," she greeted him with a teasing grin. "Nothing could have kept me away from that luscious pole of yours."

Seating herself on the edge of the bed, she glanced at Charlie as he faced her from the center of the room. She visualized his hard shaft standing erect beneath the robe. There was a passion mixed with tenderness in his eyes that filled her with a burning desire to have his body pressed against hers.