J Bradley: Mom going down

"Oh, Mom – I can't get enough of your sweet pussy!" he gasped, stroking her cuntlips over and over with gentle fingers. He slipped one up and down her gap, fondling the hairless twat, gazing into it as he opened her cuntlips wide and exposed the shimmering, slippery pinkness inside.

He put his face very near. Vicky moaned and bucked her hips up and couldn't resist cupping the back of his head and pulling his mouth against her steaming cunt.

"God, Bruce – lick my pussy! Eat it! Make me come, honey!"

"Oh-h-h," he groaned shudderingly.

He resisted. A cunt was a strange thing, wet and steamy and funny-smelling. But the pressure of her hand was strong, and he didn't want to screw up any more than he had already.

His mouth opened. His lips came against hers. He tasted the musky sweetness of her slippery juices flowing from inside her sweet hole, and he whimpered shudderingly.

"Ahhh, it's good!" he cried. "Mom – I'm going to eat your cunt!"

He plastered his mouth over her whole pussy and shook from head to toe. Vicky cried out with passion and arched up, her tits jiggling on her chest, her cunt flaps being sucked into the depths of his warm mouth.

"Yaaah!" she cried. "Eat my cunt! Suck it! Lick it! Fuck your tongue into it! Ahhhhgh! That's the way! Ohhh, what a cunt-licking lover!"

Monica watched. It was happening again. Just the same as with the delivery boy. Only this was her son. He was going absolutely wild over the shaved cunt.

She could see his lips flare out over her sister's juicy hole. She could see the way his tongue worked back and forth and fucked into the slippery meat of her cunt.

She shivered and raped her own drooling, spasming pussy with her fingers again and again, feeling the thrust of his tongue into her own cunt every time it shot into Vicky's.

She was hot. She was more than hot. She was ready to explode from the bathroom and fling herself onto the bed and join them. She should be getting all that loving from her son, not Vicky.

But she stayed where she was. She couldn't risk undoing all that Vicky had done so far. Bruce was a changed boy. Things would be different from now on.

"Ahhh, honey!" Vicky cried. "You're going to make Mom come! Ohhh, just like Daddy, Bruce! You're going to suck Mom into a big, wet orgasm!"

"Yes! Ohhh, yes!" he cried.

He shook all over. He thrust his head back into her steaming crotch. He fucked her with his tongue and his lips, and there was no hesitancy or fear about the way he did it at all.

Vicky heaved and tossed under him. She wasn't in control any more. Not right at that instant, anyway. Her cunt ran a stream, and his lapping tongue was there to lick it up and swallow down the new, exciting juice.

"Yes! Oh, yes!" she cried, splitting her thighs open, wrapping them about his head. "I'm coming! Darling – you're making Mom come! Here… ohhhh, here it comes Bruce! Yahhhh!"

She gave a sharp twist. Her asscheeks bumped up and down on the bed. Her hand mashed against the back of his head and glued his mouth to her blasting cunt.

He stayed with her all the way, as if he were the most experienced cunt-sucker around. He lapped and lapped. He sucked the nub of her clit. He rimmed her cunt mouth and dipped into the brown pucker of her asshole and then shoved his tongue all the way up her sweltering, spasming pussy hole.

"Ahhh, that was wonderful, Bruce!" Vicky cried finally.

She lifted up slightly and clung to him and smiled warmly. She let her cunt stay hanging open, right under his face. It sucked and pulsed and dribbled with the last little shivers of orgasm.

"Did I do it right, Aunt Vicky?" he asked, smiling happily, knowing damn well he had.

"Not Aunt Vicky, darling," she said. "We're not finished yet. Are we?"

"I hope not, Mom," he ginned shakily. "Oh? Is there something else you want to do?"

"You know there is!"

"Now, I wonder what that would be," Vicky grinned, reaching forward, wrapping her fingers around his reaching, straining, pulsing, iron-hard cock.

"I want to fuck you," he said boldly. "Tell me more, darling."

"I want to slip my big hard prick into your hot cunt and slide it back and forth and fuck you until we both blast off!"

"Ohhh, that's sweet music to my ears!"

"Then get ready, Mom! I'm going to fuck you!" He covered her. She went down under him, flinging her legs wide, cupping his body with her steaming, jumping crotch.

Monica sucked in her breath. She watched the lift of her son's round ass. She saw the crack between his cheeks, the balls dangling between his thighs, the thrust of his giant prick.

She watched the way her sister spread out under him, and she was churning with envy. She swirled her hand over her cunt again and again, but fingers just weren't enough any more.

She searched quickly for the item she knew was in the bathroom, making a clatter and banging they should have heard. She didn't care if they heard her any more. She was ready to go out and snatch her son from her sister and take his cherry prick into her own cunt.

Her fingers squeezed around the new, slick tube of toothpaste. She hurried back to the hamper. She lifted one leg and looked through the crack in the door and spread her cuntlips with the fingers of one hand and held the tube with the other.

It was a huge tube – the family size. She timed it just right. She watched her son's ass lower. She watched his prick throb and shake as it neared Vicky's bald little cunt mouth.

"Ah! Ah!" he gasped suddenly. "Aunt Vicky! Mom! God! Ohhh, I can't hold… yaaaagh!"

"Oh, God! You're coming! It's all right, darling! Ohhh, don't waste it all! Fuck it into me! Fuck – ah! Ahhhh!"

His prick trembled wildly as the tip hovered over her spread-open cunt mouth. Then it exploded, blasting the hole and the puffy lips and her whole crotch with scalding cum.

His prick spurted and spewed, showered her crotch, bathing every inch of her pink flesh. Vicky reached between their bodies quickly and gripped his cock and pulled.

Her pussy mouth sucked up and down, wet from her own juices, wetter still from his flood of cum.

She drew the head of his spewing prick into her hole. Cum spewed and splashed everywhere as jets blasted off her tissues from point-blank range.

And then he was shooting into her as his cock slid and tumbled and thrust into her sodden, slippery cunt hole.

She pulled tightly at his ass, yanking him into her, drinking up the blasting fountain with her sucking cunt.

He plowed against her, their bodies sliding and slipping together through the lubricating juices. He plunged all the way up her cunt and made her hips tip up and toss and her mouth fall open widely.

"Oh, God!" she cried throatily.

His prick was huge. It filled her tiny cunt completely. The blasting stream from it hosed as hard in her pussy as it had over her crotch.

It stretched into her body with each pump of jism, with each spasm of his climax, and it was one of the biggest, hardest, most exciting pricks she'd ever fucked her cunt around.

Monica watched her sister lunge and thrash. She saw the way Vicky's arms flew around Bruce's neck and hugged him to her. She heard the moaning and whimpering of their incredibly wet union, and she fucked the big slick tube of toothpaste up her cunt as far as it would go.

She pumped it back and forth. The tube made sloshing sounds in her wet cunt. It was hard, but it yielded just enough to the squeezing of her cunt muscles to feel good.

"Mom! God! Ohhh, your pussy! I've never felt anything so wonderful! God! Ohhh, I'm going to come again!"

"Yes! Yes, darling! Me too! Ohhh, fuck it into me, Bruce! God, give it to me again!"

Vicky was shocked. He'd just sucked her off to a big orgasm, and she was ready again. Just like a teenager with steamy panties. God, it was great to fuck kids!