Kevin Sellers: Mom wants more

"Oh…" The word escaped Janie's lips as she took in the pink glistening recess of his pisshole and the hard length of his cock. Despite her fear, she couldn't resist his invitation. "Can I?"

Without waiting for his reply, she swooped down, fingers gliding along the smooth-veined shaft and trailing with horny curiosity across his reddened cocktip… "Yeah, that feels real good," he groaned, amazed at her eager reaction. Janie Harper, one of the high school's most popular girls, was actually feeling his prick!

Her fingers dipped down farther, slipping ticklishly over his balls and cupping them, hefting them, until his cock throbbed painfully. She was totally preoccupied in her explorations. Troy gazed at her jutting tits just inches away. Her tits strained at the white material of her blouse like a pair of snow-capped mountains, rising and falling rapidly with her sharp breath. Half-turned toward him, she almost seemed to be pushing those luscious tits right at him.

On impulse Troy reached out and covered one out thrust tit, digging his fingers into her pliant firmness.

That was a mistake. Janie stiffened and pulled away abruptly, withdrawing her hand from his hot cock.

"That's enough," she said sternly, face flushed. "We… we shouldn't be doing this. It isn't right."

"Come on," he pleaded, far from satisfied. "What's wrong with it, anyway? I let you look at me, didn't I? It's not fair if you have all the fun! And-and, besides, how am I supposed to learn about stuff if you don't teach me? Mom won't even let me go on dates!"

"Well…" Janie felt herself giving in, swayed by the hot oozing sensation in her cunt. "Okay then, I'll teach you one little thing tonight, but that's all. Have you ever french-kissed before?"

He shook his head, not knowing exactly what the term meant, but recalling that he'd heard other guys at school mention it before.

Seeing that he didn't understand, she leaned forward. "It's easy. You'll see."

Their lips came together. Troy felt the heat of her face against his. Then he felt something probing between his lips. Janie's tongue slithered into his mouth, wiggling wildly about.

Though taking him by surprise, the sensation was strangely pleasant, and he responded quickly. Before long their tongues were clashing frantically in the longest kiss he'd ever had.

Then, to Troy's delighted amazement, one of her hands slipped down over one of his, capturing it and bringing it up to the big jutting tit she'd snatched away from him only moments ago. But this time, instead of trying to tear her tit from his grip, she was thrusting it forward, mashing its huge cotton-clad softness into his palm.

Overjoyed at this unexpected treat, he automatically began to knead her firm tit, feeling its oversized fullness in his sweaty hand.

All too soon she broke off their kiss with a gasp and pulled back, facing him with a strange hungry expression on her attractive face and not even attempting to push his hand from her captive jug.

"Oh, wow! Are you sure you've never frenched before?"

Pleased, Troy shook his head. His prick was jumping up harder than ever, standing as stiffly as a concrete post and pulsing painfully.

Janie laughed and patted his cock, making his prick throb. "Poor little baby. I… I think you'd better put it back in your pants now, before it does something naughty."

Despite her words, her fingers lingered on his prick in obvious reluctance to release it.

Troy shook his head. "Oh, no. Not until we're even. I showed you my prick, now you've got to show me something. That's fair, isn't it?"

Grinning widely, he gave her tit an extra squeeze. Janie hesitated. She'd never dared to go this far with any boy before. But then, she reminded herself, Troy was like her little brother anyway.

"I know what you want," she laughed again, shrugging her tit from his hand. "All right then, but only if you promise to be nice from now on. Okay?"

Troy nodded, ready to agree to anything.

Feeling a fresh surge of hot cream drench her inner thighs, Janie began to unbutton her blouse, deftly shrugging out of it in a business-like manner.

Troy's mouth went dry when she sat before him with just her bra hiding her gigantic tits. Her bare slender shoulders hardly seemed capable of holding up the creamy weight of her tits – their swelling ripeness spilling in a sharp cleavage from her bra-cups as if on the verge of bursting from them.

"Just one look, that's all you get," she teased, reaching behind her. "We'll he even then, and I don't want to hear another peep from you!"

He heard the faint click of the bra snap, then he saw the white cotton cups sag limply in release.

Her tits bobbled free, straining out as if they'd somehow ballooned ever larger.

Then, as he watched raptly, she shrugged out of the bra.

The bra fell away, and he found himself staring at the most beautiful pair of tits ever. Janie's tits were as huge as he'd imagined, sagging just a bit as they swayed in quivering freedom. What really caught his attention were her nipples. Twin spires of vivid pinkness against her pale creamy flesh, her nipples were bigger than any he'd seen in his friends' magazine pictures. Her areolas were shining mouth-size babes, peaking in inch-long nipples that stabbed out rigidly, each one as thick as the tip of his pinky.

"Yeah," he murmured, hardly aware that he'd spoken out loud. "They're… they're terrific! I'll bet there isn't another girl anywhere that has tits like that!"

"You think so?" Janie's cunt gushed furiously at his appreciation. She raised a hand to cup one ripe tit, pushing it out even farther in a blatant display. "Sometimes I'm afraid they're too big. The way they always bounce when I walk… and they're so sensitive too. See?"

She flicked her thumb across an overlarge nipple, making it spring erect.

Troy couldn't help himself. He had to touch that magnificent tit, no matter what. "Janie, can I… can I feel it? Just a little?"

In spite of her constant warnings, Janie wanted to take full advantage of this evening's boldness, fearful that she might never work up this much nerve again.

"All right," she agreed slowly, still pretending to give in with reluctance. "Since you're being nice, I'll let you. Here."

She leaned toward him. Troy's hands went up, closing on the big soft offering of her tit.

The blonde girl gasped as he fondled her tit, one hand cupping its hugeness and the other rubbing in a circular motion over her nipple. Her nipple erected in Troy's palm, and he looked on in wonder as her nipple seemed to expand even longer, growing red and flaring.

"That's good," she panted, pushing her tit at him with increasing fervor. "It feels good when you touch it like that, ummmnh…"

He flicked her nipple, making her groan, then he caught it between thumb and forefinger and began to squeeze rhythmically, milking it. That seemed to turn her on even more.

"Oh, oh Troy, that feels so – ohhh, don't stop!" Growing more assured by the moment, he chuckled as she wiggled and thrust her tits at him. "Boy, they look so good I'd really like to kiss one. You wouldn't mind that, would you?"

Not giving her time to object, he ducked his head and took the nipple in his mouth, his lips fastening over it.

"Oh, what're you doing?" Janie blurted, making no effort to stop him. "Don't – that… oh yes, that's it!"

Though he'd never done it before in his life, Troy began to suck her big erect nipple, playing the stiff bud over his tongue and lapping it as his cheeks drew in with increased suction.

Janie's response was even better than he'd hoped. Suddenly she was gasping breathlessly, shoving her tit hard against his face and clutching his head to her tits with an intensity that threatened to smother him.

"Yes, yes! Oh, Troy, harder, suck it harder!" she surged on the divan, blasting hot cuntjuice with a fury like nothing she'd ever felt before. All pretense momentarily vanished as lank felt herself building to a climax. She writhed in unleashed joy. "Suck my titty! Suck it good and hard! Oh, baby, baby!"