Donna Allen - Eager naughty mom

He sucked hungrily and she held his head and moaned. Her legs fell open. How good it would feel when he finally ate, her! How she wanted it!

"Down there!" she said in a husky voice, pushing his head.

"Yeah, Aunt Alice," he said.

He worked his lips down her belly to her pussy-muff. He heard the urgency in her voice and felt a surge of pride that she wanted him to lick her cunt.

His mother and aunt had taught him so much about girls. He loved pussy more than anything in the world. He loved to lick it and fuck it and finger it. He couldn't wait to grow up and get married so he could fuck whenever he wanted to.

"Oh, God, get your mouth on my pussy!" Alice begged.

He planted his face between her thighs. When she felt his almost smooth cheeks on her delicate inner thigh-flesh, she spread her legs even further apart.

She moved her hands under her ass and raised her cunt up to the level of his mouth. The boy groaned deeply and fastened his lips to her cunt.

"Yes!" she cried, lacing her fingers through his hair and grinding her cunt against his mouth. "Yes! Eat me!"

She was so open and wet, he was able to stick his tongue right into her pussy-hole. She boiled over with longing as he tongue-fucked her. Each time his tongue plunged into her cunt, it rasped against her clit. The stimulation was too much for the horny aunt. She came at once and sent a gush of juice over the boy's face.

She bumped her ass up wildly and the teenager was forced to hold her down. He flicked his tongue over her clit and she came with spasms that rocked her senses.

She finally had to beg him to stop and let her rest. He couldn't keep his hands off her. He rubbed his nose over her beaver. He caressed her with his cheeks. He waited until she was ready for more an then he licked lightly up and down her raw open slit.

Alice rolled her head from side to side and thrashed her legs in the air. Her chest was bright pink with excitement. Her tits wobbled around. She was exhausted, but she didn't want him to stop. Even if she had no more energy, she wanted to feel his sweet mouth on her cunt.

"Stick your finger in and lick my clit," she said. "Then we'll fuck again." He did as she asked. She wiggled her ass and bounced around.

Finally she grabbed his hair and he moved up on her body. She threw her arms around his neck and welcomed his prick between her legs. In a moment he was inside her and they rocked back and forth slowly, tired, but still horny.

"Fuck!" she hissed, her eyes wild and dark.

"I love you, Aunt Alice!"

"Sure you do, and I bye you," she said. "Fuck me!"

He thrust his dick deep inside her snatch. He knew his aunt liked wild thrusting. He watched her face. He knew when she came that he would too. Her cunt would grip him tightly and he was so excited he'd blast off. He loved the way her cunt grabbed him when she came. His mother's pussy wasn't as tight and didn't grab as hard.. Women were air different. Sex fascinated him.

He fucked her faster, pistoning his prick into her gash at break-neck speed. He felt his orgasm approach and used all the tricks he knew to prolong the fuck. It was better if she came first. He wanted her cunt clutching his cock. That was the best fucking.

He clenched his teeth and stopped thrusting. She humped her ass up and tried to force him to stroke. She wrapped her legs around his back and attached herself to his body. She yelled and shrieked, but he held firm. His own pleasure was more important to him than hers.

She swore and trembled violently and pushed a hand down between her bodies to manipulate her clit. Only his cockhead was inside her and she masturbated while she clutched the tip of his dick with her tight pussy-muscles.

He lost his control when her pussy contracted around his cockhead. He lurched forward and banged her and she bit his earlobe and raked her fingernails up and down his arms.

Later, when Alice arrived home, she thought about the afternoon with the teenage boys. She wondered if other women did the wild things she did. She wondered if she was normal. Her sexual needs were so great and she was beginning to prefer fucking young boys. What would happen when her boys grew up and got married? Would she go out looking for young boys to fuck? Would she end up in the gutter somewhere?

She thought about Brad. Her nephew was a paradox. He had a girlfriend, but he still wanted to fuck her. He told her the boys who were at the house today were young toughs. They were sweet little gentlemen and not at all rough. Was he a liar? Was everyone?

"What would you do if you were me?" Alice said.

Tania shrugged. She sipped her coffee thoughtfully. "I'd still try and make a friend of the girl."

"Like you did with Brad's girlfriend?"

"Yes. She's really not a bad kid, you know? She's rather sweet. Maybe if you give Laurie a chance you'll like her."

"Never!"

The two sisters sat at Alice's kitchen table and chatted. Alice had confided in Tania weeks before about her wild affairs with her sons. Tania wasn't surprised. She envied the fact that Alice had three cocks at her disposal while she barely had one now that Brad had a girlfriend.

"But I don't have Jake anymore, Alice said.

"Find a way to get him back," Tania said.

"How? She's so damn young and adorable."

"So you're old and adorable. Think of something. Get into bed with them and show the little bitch how a real woman does it. Do something. Don't just whine to me."

Alice looked at her sister with admiration. "When did you get so ballsy?" she said. "You were always such a wimp."

Tania smiled and sipped her coffee.. "Oh, you know how we sisters change."

Alice wasn't convinced, but she thought about what Tania had said later after the older woman had left. Maybe she ought to walk in on them while they were fucking. It would be easy enough. The little blonde was brazen. They used Jake's bedroom constantly. They simply marched up and closed the door. Alice and the other boys could hear them moaning and groaning and squealing. The horny teenagers had no shame.

She rinsed the dishes and surveyed the kitchen. Then the horny mother went upstairs and finished making the beds. Later the boys would be home and it was likely that Laurie and Jake would make use of his fresh linen. She had an urge to short-sheet his bed, whatever that meant. She hated the teenage girl who was taking her boy from her. She hated her with all her heart.

She returned to her room and began dressing. She was horny and before climbing into the shower she climbed into bed and wedged her hand between her legs.

When the telephone rang, she was tempted not to answer it. When she picked up the receiver, it was a strange male voice asking for Helen.

"You've got the wrong number. There's no one here by that name."

"I can't have the wrong number," the voice said smoothly. "I know this is Helen. You can't fool me."

Alice was fascinated by the man. He sounded so positive and so masculine. She stroked her fingers over her moist gash. "Well, if you want to think you're talking to Helen, okay. But you're not."

"Are you playing with yourself, Helen?" the man said.

"What did you say?" Alice's fingers lay still over her snatch.

"Are you playing with your sweet cunt?" the man said softly.

Alice almost dropped the phone from her ear. "Are you some kind of pervert?" she demanded. She caressed her pussy more forcefully. She'd heard of obscene phone calls, but she'd never had one before.

He ignored her question. "I'm touching my cock now, Helen," he said soothingly. "I'm making it hard for you. Are you sliding your fingers into your sweet pussy or are you just teasing your hard little clit?"

"You're really something, you know it?" Alice said, instinctively plunging, her finger into her cunt and rubbing her clit. "I tell you I'm not. Helen and you insist I am. You really are a pervert, aren't you?"