E McCarver - Mother with the hots

Joan tried to reach for his cock but he twisted away from her.

"Give me your cock, Billy! I'm burning up!" she whispered with anger in her voice.

"Okay, Sis. I was just teasing." He got up on his hands and knees. "Guide me in."

She wrapped her slender fingers around his bursting cock and pulled him to her, guiding the head of his prick between her juicy cunt lips. As he pressed toward her his slick cock slid into her slippery cunt without resistance. She caught her breath as his full length slithered into her tight twat tunnel. Her legs went up around his waist and pulled him down tight against her.

He lay there for a few moments, straining against her even though the full length of his cock was already buried in her cunt. At last he pulled back, three inches of his rippled shaft sliding out of her clutching pussy. She jumped and quivered and a sound of surprise escaped her lips.

"What's wrong?" asked Billy.

"It feels funny coming out, like it was sucking my insides out or something."

"Different from other guys?"

"I haven't had other guys."

"If you haven't had other guys, how'd you loose your cherry?"

"I busted it a long time ago."

"How?"

"Come on, and fuck me, Billy. We can talk later."

"Nothing doing. How'd you loose your cherry?"

"I was fucking myself with Mom's douche gun and I pushed it too hard. Now will you shut up and fuck me?"

Billy didn't answer. He simply pushed his cock into her again and drew it back slowly, half expecting her to cry out or pull away. Instead he felt her legs go back around him and one of her arms went around his neck while the other slipped up under his arm and around his back.

"Oh, my God. I never knew it was this good. I feel my pussy juice building up so much, I think I'll turn wrong-side-out when I come." Her hips came up off the bed to meet him when he started down again. She swayed as she brought her hips up and he could feel her titties rolling against his chest.

Billy was more interested in Joan's reaction to each move he made than he was in getting a piece of tail at that moment. He found that her hips came up and her belly quivered under him when he started driving into her. At the same time her upper body twisted slightly to the side and her titties rolled against him. As he pulled back she lowered her hips to lengthen his stroke, and when he was back all the way she blew out her breath and sucked in more air which she held until he had gone in and out again.

As Billy started driving down, the arm Joan had across his back tightened and pulled him to her. Her legs tightened around him to make sure he drove his cock all the way in. And as soon as his pelvic bone crashed into hers she loosened her legs and her hips started drooping away from him, starting his cock on its way back out again.

"Oh, my God, Billy. You're really fucking me. I'm actually getting fucked. Billy, darling, fuck me faster. Make me get it. Make my pussy come." She tried to increase the pace but Billy held back, trying to make it last as long as he could.

"Don't rush it, Sis. At this rate I can probably last long enough for you to come two or three times." He kept plugging away at the same pace, running his cock with its rippled shaft in and out of her cunt and never breaking his rhythm.

"I'm coming! I'm coming, Billy! Is that right? Can you go right on when I come?" Joan's voice was tight.

"Yes. Come on. Don't try to hold it back."

"Oh, my God. Do you feel it?" She was getting louder. "Do you feel my juice?"

"I feel it. It's all over my balls." He worked his hands down under her hips. "See? It doesn't bother me. I'm still screwing you." He picked up his pace just a little. "I'll probably come with you next time."

"I'm still there, Billy! I'm still coming! I never came like this before. What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. Have you ever had a real, live cock before?"

"No."

"Don't fight it. Let it happen." He slipped his knees forward just a little and lifted her hips with his hands. When he drove into her with his knees closer and her hips up his balls made a wet noise when they splashed into her wet ass. The sound excited him and he drove harder. Joan's was the tightest cunt he'd ever been in. It seemed to cling around his cock when he pulled back, like hundreds of little fingers trying to hold his cock in. And when he pushed in, it was like pushing a new hole through warm grease with little fingers gripping but unable to hold on because of the slippery oils.

The thought of what was happening made Billy's cock get even harder. He rammed it into his sister's flowing cunt harder and faster, pulling her hips up to meet him with each thrust.

"Oh, my God, Billy, I'm coming again!"

"Me too."

"Kiss me!"

Billy pulled his head up from her shoulder and his lips met hers, opened and his tongue went between her lips. Her own tongue was moving, circling around his and then snaking out and trying to crawl down his throat.

She got that empty feeling in the pit of her stomach and it radiated out like a slow electric shock all over her body. And when it hit her cunt it erupted in a fast flow of slick cunt juice.

Billy also had a funny feeling in his guts, like little cramps, small spasms that caused his ass to contract and his balls to draw up in their sac. And the pumping started, his muscles contracting down below his balls, pumping the pearly, white, hot cum from the tip of his prick into his sister's coming cunt.

Joan shook so hard she almost bit Billy's tongue. She was shaking all over, her cunt squeezing and loosening around his cock, sucking, him dry. Her jaw was trembling so hard she could hardly breathe and her breathing was so loud Billy was afraid it would wake their mother. Joan's arms and legs were squeezing him so hard he was about to yell.

"Easy, Sis! Relax! Breathe slow and deep and relax!" He lifted his weight off her, pulling his hands from under her ass and pushing himself upright but leaving his jerking cock within her pulsating pussy.

"It's okay. I'm all right." She took a breath. "I've never had anything like this before." She grabbed another lungful of air. "I didn't know what fucking was all about."

In her own room Betty went to bed and tossed and finally got up and took Billy's ping-pong balls from the drawer of her nightstand. She made a mental note to buy Billy some more before he missed them. She went to the bathroom and wet the balls, then popped them into her cunt, one after the other until all four were up in her twat.

Bending from side to side she made sure they were seated properly and went back to bed.

As Betty flexed her muscles to make the balls move she tried to remember what it was about the two guys that she screwed that made them seem so important. There were two of them, she thought. They made my cunt do things it had never done before. God, I wish they were here now. They'd be so much better than these things. Young cocks stay hard. They could fuck me all night.

She placed her hands on her abdomen and pressed. She could pull the balls up with her cunt muscles and press them back down with her hands. Oh, yes, she thought, they could push their cocks up in me and pull them back and shoot their stuff and keep on fucking until they came again and again. Why can't I have a strong cock to fill my cunt every night?

She flexed her muscles and pressed her abdomen until she was so tired she dropped off to sleep with the balls still in her cunt. And dreamed about stiff, cocks that could come and come without getting soft.

Billy Howard used his mother's station wagon to date Ellen Jackson on Monday night. He had the inside of the windows in the back part of the wagon covered with masking paper and it took only a minute for him to cover the remaining windows when he parked beside the body shop at the local Chevrolet dealership.