C Ralston: Donny_s hot mother

"So you like it a little rough?" Laurel sighed, smacking him again, her own cunt flooding with juice as she watched him grunt and rut at her hand. "Well, Mama will give it to you just the way you want it, darling!"

Faster and faster, the tugging hand moved up and down the fevered prick. The belt whacked relentlessly at Donny's reddened ass. The boy was blubbering about how good it felt with one breath, how bad it hurt with the next. His hips jerked away from the maddening belt, his prick drove ceaselessly in and out of his mother's pistoning palm.

"Oh! Oh… Mama… I… ohhhhhhh, it's sooooo… I'm gonna…agghhh!"

Donny's tied-up body bent over like a drawn bow. The veins in the boy's neck stood out and his cry of pained delight strangled itself off.

Laurel felt her clit twitch wildly as the youth's eyes grew incredibly wide and the first shudder of total release shimmied through the lean body. A streamer of spunk three inches long tore out of the end of Donny's prick and arched its way five feet across the bedroom carpet.

"Ohhhhhhh, yesssssss!" Laurel growled excitedly. "Do it, you little fucker! Shoot a big load for Mama!"

The frenzied blonde jerked faster and faster on her son's squirting cock and pummeled his ass with the heavy belt. Laurel's spectacular body shook with unleashed delight as a quick, fiery orgasm shuddered through her. Every jet of milky boy-come that shot from the tip of Donny's throbbing cock sent a new surge of excitement through his mother's panting body.

"More, more," Laurel was chanting, barely above a whisper. "More hot, hot come!"

Donny was caught in the throes of a super climax, his nuts already churning out volley after volley of the gooey white cream. The boy cooed with satisfaction and speared his hips forward desperately against his mother's tight fist. He moaned and banged his come-smeared cock into Laurel's hand until there wasn't one squirt of juice left.

"Mmmmmmm, that was nice, very nice, darling," Laurel sighed at last, releasing her son's prick and putting down the belt.

Smiling dreamily, the statuesque blonde licked her hand clean of Donny's pudding-like come. Bending forward, Laurel sucked the boy's deflated prick into her mouth and laved every drop of the delicious cream off her son's spent cock. She swallowed noisily and licked Donny's balls until they were as clean as the head of the boy's shiny prick.

"There. Now I hope you learned something out of this," Laurel told her son, untying his hands.

Donny rubbed his wrists and sat up, thinking about it for a few moments. "I guess I learned about the neatest way in the world to get a whipping if you're gonna get one," he said at last.

Laurel smiled. "I think you're going to need that kind of whipping at least once a week, darling, from now on. I think I can guarantee it. Only next time, Mama may get on top of that big, hard cock of yours and ride it a little, or maybe suck it off, after she's whipped you till you're hard as a rock. Would you like that, baby?"

Donny just groaned, and Laurel knew from the look in his eye that they had just stumbled onto a new, once-a-week family treat. She got up and Donny followed.

"Come on, little stud, let's go fix you something by way of a late dinner. We've got to keep your strength up, now don't we?" Laurel winked at her son.

Donny grinned and Laurel put her arm around him. They disappeared down the hall arm-in-arm, laughing and jostling each other like a pair of happy school children.

Laurel waved goodbye to Jerry over the fence. She could still taste the faint chalkiness of his come in her mouth as she watched him hop in his truck and drive off.

The boy had come over to finish cleaning the pool after being sidetracked by Laurel and her chaise lounge three days earlier. This time, Jerry had gotten the pool all done, but the luscious divorcee had still managed to occupy an extra half-hour of his time.

Jerry had fucked Laurel in the house this time, right in the middle of the living room rug. They had been down an all fours, Jerry mounting her from behind like a young stallion. Laurel had come like crazy around the boy's slamming cock, then pulled it out of herself just at the last minute.

"Wha… what are you doing?" Jerry had screamed in anguish.

Laurel had answered him by spinning onto her back beneath him, scooting between his legs, and sucking all of the ready to shoot dick into her hungry mouth. The hot envelopment of the lovely blonde's lips had set Jerry's cock off instantly. Wave after wave of hot spunk had jetted down Laurel's eagerly accepting throat as Jerry gasped and shivered in ecstasy.

Donny had come home from playing baseball just as Jerry had unloaded in Laurel's hungry mouth. The boy had stood in the door way, watching intently, as his mother ate several big mouthfuls of the heavy cock cream, then licked her young lover's prick free of come.

Jerry hadn't even noticed the younger boy at first. He had been too caught up in orgasmic delight to care. He had started to say something, but Laurel shook her head.

Donny watched until the action ceased, then turned down the hall and disappeared into his room, seemingly unconcerned. Jerry had left scratching his head in wonder.

"If it don't bother him, it don't bother me," he had kept repeating.

Laurel was frowning. Now that Jerry was gone, she had to face Donny and make sure that everything really was okay with him. Summoning up her courage, the curvaceous blonde went back in the house and started for the boy's room.

"So, how was the ball game?" Laurel asked as she reached Donny's room and found him sprawled out on his bed.

Donny eyed his gorgeous mother and her skimpy swimsuit appreciatively before answering. "Not as much fun as yours," he replied sourly after a few more seconds. "We won."

Anger and disappointment flashed in Laurel's eyes. She took a step into the room.

"Jealousy is still a problem with you, I see," the tall blonde said in a threatening voice.

"No! No, it's not!" Donny was quick to blurt. "I learned my lesson on that one. Whatever you want to do is great with me!"

The boy had moved backward on the bed, his hands held up protectively in front of him. Fear of the kinky whipping he was certain Laurel had in mind for him was etched in Donny's wide eyes.

This isn't what I want, Laurel thought. I want to get rid of his jealousy and possessiveness voluntarily, not scare him into it!

"Okay, honey, we'll talk about it later," Laurel said aloud, softly. "After I get back from my date. I'm going to see if Marsha will come over and stay while I'm gone."

Laurel walked down the hall, the plan still forming in her mind. If everything worked out, Donny would soon be over his jealousy. He'd learn all about the joy of sharing, Laurel would see to that…

Marsha was only too happy to come over and stay with Donny. The girl was there minutes after Laurel's phone call. She was extremely friendly, but Laurel didn't respond at all. The stunning divorcee had other plans for Marsha's evening.

"You keep an eye on things around here, dear, and I'll be back late this evening," Laurel told Marsha as she gathered up her purse and headed for the front door. "You keep an especially-close eye on Donny. That sexy little devil is always in trouble lately!"

With a knowing wink, Laurel turned and left the house. It never hurts to plant the seeds so the right idea can take root, Laurel said to herself as she drove off. She was sure Marsha – sexy, cock-loving Marsha – would get the right idea in no time.

Laurel parked the wagon way down the block and around the corner. She had driven around for an hour, until it was near dark. She had stopped in a bar and had a couple of drinks and made one phone call to Jerry, the pool cleaning kid, at his folks' home number. It was all part of her little plan…