Donna Allen - Billy_s hot mother

She felt her cunt heat up again. Maybe she was feeling threatened lately because Tina was living next door and Susie was growing up into a sexy young lady. Tina was only in her early twenties and at thirty-plus Lisa felt like the old lady in the family.

It wasn't fair! She still had her figure, even if her tits weren't quite as firm as they'd been before she had her children. She fingered her massive boobs. Men had always loved her tits. Her big nipples were delicious to suck on. Even Jim still told her that.

She fucked them now and felt her pussy throb. She gazed at Jim's cock which lay limply against his leg. Maybe if she could get him hard again and have one more orgasm she'd be able to sleep.

Without awakening him, she curled the fingers of one hand around his dick and hunched down on the bed. She brought her mouth to his prick and rubbed her lower lip over his piss-slit.

In a moment she closed her lips around the spongy crown of his prick. He sighed in his sleep and Lisa felt her excitement mount as she filled her mouth with his cock-flesh.

Whimpering softly, she opened her jaws wide and sucked in a little more of his still-soft cock. In his sleep Jim lifted his hips and pumped his dick into her mouth.

She took him all the way in while he was still soft. She felt his fuck stick grow slightly in her mouth. She let his cock swim around her sliva-filled mouth and then she gently released him and sucked his balls inside her lips.

The hairs coating his nuts floated in her mouth. How she loved to feel his fuck-nuts fill with jism! She laved his throbbing cockhead with her tongue and squeezed out a drop of spunk from the tip.

She trembled with excitement as she felt his prick grow rigid and big. It gave her a feeling of power to get him hard. Her nostrils flared as she inhaled deeply. She suctioned half his prick into her mouth and sucked feverishly.

No longer hesitant about awakening him, she climbed between his legs and bobbed her head up and down as she sucked on his rapidly stiffening dick. He rocked his ass up and down, thrusting his hardening tool into her sucking mouth.

His eyes were still closed and she knew he was still asleep. It didn't matter. What mattered was that his fuckpole was in her mouth and her cunt was a swamp of desire.

His prick swelled and hardened and her pussy overflowed with excitement. Having her mouth stuffed with fuck-meat always turned her on. She fantasized that it was Billy's prick in her mouth and Billy's balls in her hands and her cunt spasmed. She felt giddy with passion at the thought of her teenage son.

It's only fair, she thought with a giggle. He began his life nursing on my tits and now I'd like to nurse on his prick. It's only fair, isn't it?

She sucked gluttonously on Jim's prick while she pretended it was Billy's. With her eyes closed it was easy to fantasize. She wondered what Billy's jism tasted like. She knew he jerked off at least once a day. She sometimes listened outside his door when no one was around and heard him beating his meat.

Jim's cock was totally stiff now and it pulsed against the root of her mouth. She slid the ring of her lips up and down his pole, dragging them slowly over the pulsating veins on his shaft.

At intervals she sank her lips all the way down to his cock-root. She pursed her lips around his dick-base and let his cock-bush tickle her nose.

He groaned and opened his eyes. "What the fuck's going on?" he growled.

She didn't answer. She didn't want to release his prick for even a moment. Then he chuckled. "You've got it up again," he said. "Well, go on and finish me off. Suck it good."

The overheated wife needed no further encouragement. She sucked more forcefully on his fuck-flesh. She squeezed the base of his cock while she suctioned in his cockhead. She jerked him off with her fingers while she licked and sucked his taut-skinned cock-knob.

"I'm gonna blow my wad if you keep that up," he said.

His cockshaft twitched wildly in her mouth and she stopped sucking. She knew if she continued sucking, his balls would explode and she didn't want that quite yet.

Scrambling around on the bed, she climbed on top of him and forced his cock into her cunt. "Fuck me!" she cried.

"Oh, Jesus, I'm tired!"

"But you're hard!"

"I thought you were just gonna suck me off."

"I need more fucking!"

"You're too much for me, Lisa."

He twisted his body, forcing her to slip onto the mattress. She lay still while he turned away from her. Her humiliation was complete when he began snoring.

Once again she began masturbating. She jammed two fingers into her cunthole and strummed her clit. But it was no use. She was overwrought and horny and angry at Jim. If he gave her what she needed and wanted she wouldn't have to think about Billy.

At the thought of Billy she climbed out of bed and slipped into a robe. She left the room, slipping down the hall and pausing outside the boy's door.

The light was on in Billy's room and she knocked softly on the door. "Can I come in, honey," she said.

"Sure, Mom," he said.

She shivered uncontrollably when she walked into the room. It was apparent that Billy was naked under the sheet he had quickly covered himself with.

"Got a cigarette, honey?" she said in a quavering voice.

"Sure, Mom." He began to get up, but then remembered he was naked. Grinning, he pointed to the dresser top. "Over there."

She picked up the package of cigarettes and with shaking hands lit one. She turned and gazed at the boy. "I couldn't sleep," she whispered.

He looked at her quizzically. "Anything I can do?" he said.

She took a deep breath. "As a matter of fact, there is," she said quickly, sitting down on the bed next to him and taking his hand in hers. "Now that you mention it, there is something you can do."

"I'm having trouble sleeping," she said, bringing her legs up onto the bed. "Talk to me, Son."

She gazed at where his crotch was under the sheet. There was a definite bulge throbbing under the fabric. She caught his eye and mother and son smiled.

"Were you doing something naughty when I walked in?" she said.

He grinned and smirked. "Ah, Mom!"

"It's a little light in here, isn't it?" she said, dimming the lamp next to his bed. She was aware of her nakedness and the moisture between her legs. She lit another cigarette and offered him a puff. "We haven't had a talk in a long time."

"What should we talk about?"

"You're growing up so fast," she said. "My little boy is getting to be a man."

"Ah, Mom…" he said. "I haven't been a kid for years."

She stroked his bare arm and brought his hand up to her lips. She kissed his fingers one by one and heard the teenage boy suck in his breath.

"You're a good-looking boy, Billy," she said.

The boy said nothing. She sucked his index finger into her mouth and pressed her lips against the palm of his hand. "Does this do anything for you?" she whispered.

He snickered. "It's turning me on, if that's what you mean."

"Do you mean you're getting turned on when I do this?" She sucked his little finger into her mouth and tapped her tongue over the tip.

"Shit, yeah!"

"But I'm your mother and practically an old lady," she giggled.

"You're not so old and you're still beautiful."

She nibbled on his fingers. "All boys think their mothers are beautiful. Do you really think I'm pretty?"

He nodded and snuggled closer to her. "All my boyfriends think so too. They think you're prettier than any of the other mothers."

"Even Jack Donaldson's mother?" Angie Donaldson was a beauty.

"Yeah. We took a vote once and you won."

"You have no idea how good that makes me feel, honey," she purred.

She reached out and caressed his cheek. She draped her arm around his neck and drew his face down to her boobs. Using one hand to open her robe, she directed his mouth down to her tits and offered him a long, pink nipple.