Brian Layer - Mom in the raw

When his lust was fading and his prick softening, he felt rather foolish standing there in his mother's panties, but there was no denying the thrill it had given him. He stepped out of the panties and piled them with the bra and slip just like they had been, then mopped up his spilled cum.

It had been a great climax, and. he knew there was a lot more fun to be had playing with his mother's thing, but he had to think about the whole thing. It was strange to get so worked up by some underwear, and he didn't know if it was his mother or her clothes that he was more interested in.

Peg and Bill went to a movie then out for a drink. Peg was having a great time and was so glad she accepted the date with him, Bill was wearing cologne that was driving her wild. While they sat in a dark corner of the bar sipping their drinks, Bill told her how glad he was that she had gone out with him and how wonderful he thought she was.

Peg loved the attention, but she couldn't help being distracted by the thought of what was to come. All her dates were the same as far as that went; they all ended with the guy making a play for her body. She was always eager for sex and wished that the guys didn't have to go through all

sorts of contortions to get on with it.

She was so impatient to get things going with Bill that she made the first move. It was a chance she had to take: guys usually didn't like a girl to be too aggressive, but it she were careful, she could fool him into thinking that he had gotten the ball rolling.

First, site put her leg up against his under the table. The warmth of her leg next to his would get him thinking and make the next step easier. Bill was talking about their school days and how he'd always liked her. Suddenly, Peg thrust her hand toward Bill, but rather than touch him, she let her hand down on the table. Bill, thinking she was going to put her hand on his arm, began to reach for her, and when she rested her hand on the table had no choice but to put his hand down over hers. Now Peg looked into his eyes with a dreamy expression, and Bill gave her hand a squeeze.

His hand moved up her forearm and began massaging it as he wanted to massage other parts of her body. Before long, he asked her if she wanted to come over to his place for another drink. Peg hoped she didn't sound too eager as site accepted.

Bill had a beautiful apartment. Peg sat down and he went to his bar to fix them both a drink.

"You know, Peg, if it weren't for Clark I'll bet you would have fallen for me. I certainly did

everything I could to attract your attention."

That was trite. But Clark had been the whole world to Peg. The sound of his name set her mind off on those endless memories that always made her horny. As she thought about Clark, she found that his image in her memory kept changing to a picture of Jim. She had to shake her head to clear out all those memories. She was in Bill's apartment now, and wanted to concentrate on him.

Bill walked to the couch where Peg was sitting and handed her a drink, then snuggled closer to her. Bill put his arm around her, and Peg leaned into him a bit sooner than she wanted to.

As she snuggled up to his side, he became excited. He tightened up on her shoulders and pressed his leg against hers. Peg could feel her panties getting wet from the oozing of her cunt, and she hoped it wouldn't take too much longer for this guy to get busy. She did everything she could think of to help him.

"You have a very nice place here," she said in a voice so low that Bill leaned toward her and was about to ask her what she said, when she thrust her face up at his.

Bill was almost touching her lips already, so it seemed natural for him to kiss her. He did, and the soft warmth of her lips set him off: He knew he

had a fantastic woman there, but after chasing her for twenty years and coming up empty-handed, it was surprising to have her so eager to get things heated up so fast.

As soon as Bill put his lips to hers, Peg let her mouth sag open in an invitation to his tongue. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and began exploring. She met his tongue with her own and they tasted each other's saliva. Bill put his hand on Peg's side, but somehow her tit seemed to slide into it.

Peg had the biggest tits of any chick in high school, and he had dreamed about those boobs for all those years. Now that he was sinking his fingers into their softness it seemed worth the wait. His hands moved to the top of her tits and he covered those overflowing masses with eager strokes.

Peg writhed in his embrace, grinding her tits against him and causing the one he was stroking to slip slowly up and out of her dress. When Bill realized what was happening, he began to help it along. Soon, he was moving his hand around its broad surface.

Bill pulled his mouth from Peg's and looked down at the tit he was holding. He lowered his mouth to the spongy globe until his nose was pressed against her tit and he began licking. He slid his face down until he felt the roughness of her

nipple under his mouth, then he sucked the gumdrop in, covering it with strong laps, of his tongue.

As he sucked her tit, Peg eased back on the couch and grabbed his head: She loved to have her tits sucked and Bill really knew, what he was doing.

Opening his mouth Wide, he sucked as much of her swollen jug in as he could. Peg held his face so tightly against her tit that Bill had to pull away to get a breath.

Bill finally unzipped the back of her dress. As soon as he did, the front fell away, leaving both her melons naked. Bill lifted his head to get a good look at them, and that's where Bill stuck his head into her cleavage.

With a gigantic boob on either side of his head, Bill stuck out his tongue and began licking. He grabbed a tit with each hand and held them tightly around his head. Then he pulled his head out and began covering both monstrous jugs with kisses, squeezes and strokes.

He could heat Peg breathing deeply and fast as he went over those knockers. His prick was dying to get out, and Bill decided that he'd better pull himself together before he came in his pants.

"Let's get undressed," he rasped.

Without saying a word, Peg stood up and let her dress slip down over her hips. Bill watched as she

stepped out of her dress and threw it carelessly

over a chair. Bill had to admit that he'd never seen anything quite like her. It seemed that her whole chest was hidden by the huge globes.

Peg finished undressing and then stood in front of a gawking, amazed Bill.

"Well. I'm undressed. How about you?" she asked.

Bill was speechless as he began undressing. Once he had stripped. Peg tried to restrain herself from leaping on him.

Site could feel the warm syrup slowly drooling down the inner surfaces of her thighs, and was dying to get his prick into her cunt. Bill's cock wasn't small, and it stood out, throbbing menacingly.

Peg saw the cock move toward her, and soon she was in Bill's tight embrace. His prick was folded against her belly and site felt the hot thing pulsing. Her tits mashed all over his chest as they raped each other's mouths with their tongues. Bill reached around and grabbed one of Peg's firm, ripe asscheeks, sinking his fingers into the softness a few inches from her asshole. She began moving her hips so the top of her pubic hair brushed his hanging balls.

They sat down on the couch again without letting go of each other. They began caressing one

another. Peg combed her fingers through Bill's pubic hair. When she touched the base of his prick she felt her heart leap, but she forced herself to take her time rather than Id herself go. In her most seductive manner, she climbed that twitching pole with gently tickling fingers. On the way to the head, she moved the loose skin around and stroked the rod playfully. She squeezed the bloated head, then relaxed her grip.