Kathy Andrews - Coming with mom

Carol took a cigarette from her purse and smoked as she watched and waited for Mike. Her cunt was pulsating hotly, quivering between her thighs and making the crotch of her panties thoroughly soaked. The cheeks of her rounded, tight ass flexed with anticipation, and she licked at her lips often.

By the time she flipped her cigarette away, she saw Mike coming toward her. As he stepped up to her, she wrapped her arms about him, holding him close and grinding her pelvis against his, feeling the front of his pants swell

ing as her tongue went deep into his mouth. They were the same height, and her tits smashed against his chest. Mike cupped her full, firm ass cheeks and squeezed them as he sucked at her darting, licking tongue.

"I don't have much time," he said, pulling his tongue out of her greedy mouth. "The guys are waiting for me."

"Oh, Mike, I don't..

He placed his hands on her shoulders, pressing down, forcing Carol. She looked into his face, her eyes pleading with him, her knees bending. Then she was kneeling before him, unable to finish what she had been saying. He took the back of her head, pulling her lovely face into his crotch, grinding into her face.

"Take my cock out," he murmured to her. "Come on, you fucking cunt! I don't have all night! Take my cock out of my pants!"

Carol's fingers fumbled with the zipper then she reached in, finding his cock. Pulling his cock from his opened pants, she wrapped her hand about his prick, squeezing him. His cock began to swell and harden in her hand. Her hot eyes gazed at his prick, seeing his cock dimly in the light of the lamp. She could see fuck juice seeping from his piss hole.

"Come on, cunt!" he snarled at her, drawing her face to his cock. "I told you, I don't have all night; the guys are waiting for me. Blow me, damn you! Suck my cock off! Eat my fucking cock, cock sucking cunt!"

Carol felt a twinge of humiliation.

The swollen head of his cock brushed against her moist lips, smearing them with slippery fuck juices. Almost at once, her throat began to burn, and she swallowed his cock quickly.

Closing her lips tightly about his throbbing cock, she felt Mike holding her face tightly between his hands. She had his thick prick buried deep in her mouth, and then he was fucking back and forth, fucking her mouth.

Carol used her tongue as best she could, but he was too energetic with her. His cock plunged and slipped between her tight, hot, wet lips as she sucked. Soft mews of pleasure came from her, and her tight ass swayed and twitched as she knelt before him.

The feel of his hard cock sent ripples of delight racing through her flesh. The way his cock throbbed between her lips with teenage power made her mind reel with erotic pleasure. She felt debased, degraded, kneeling on the small patch of grass with a teenage cock stuffed into her mouth. Yet she knew there was nothing she could do about it. She was a slave to that animal hunger inside her lovely body. When it roared, Carol would get fucked, or, in this instance, suck a cock off. Because when the beast started, she was helpless despite any shame she might feel.

Her hunger was all consuming, and she had to obey her desires.

Mike fucked into her mouth as she knelt there, holding her face tightly. His cock, thick

and quite long, banged against her throat, stretching her lips, His cock filled her mouth to the limit without any room to spare.

Her lips burned and tingled around his hard cock as he fucked his prick in and out of her mouth. Her cunt twitched and her clit swelled inside her panties. Already the insides of her thighs were slippery from the seeping fuck fluids of her cunt. The cheeks of her shapely, ass clenched tightly as she moaned and mewled about his prick.

Mike had fucked her in her mouth before, a number of times. Carol had always loved it. She loved being fucked by him up her cunt or in her mouth, whichever way he wanted to fuck. But he was being more brutal about fucking her tonight. As much as she enjoyed sucking on a teenage cock, Carol did not like brutality. She wanted to suck a cock gently, be fucked in her mouth with tender concern for her pleasures, too. She did not want her lips bruised, her throat sore from the banging of a swollen, smooth prick head against her flesh.

But she, had no choice.

Mike, in the past few weeks, had been acting differently toward her. Like tonight, calling her cunt and cock sucker and such. She didn't mind being called those names, but only in the teat of erotic ecstasy. The way Mike was using the names made her feel dirty, something to be used and discarded. Carol didn't want to feel that way.

She wanted to feel some love, some care and

kindness from the boy. At the beginning, Mike had shown this. Now he seemed disgusted with her.

He was fucking her mouth swiftly the harsh material of his pants scraping her lips and chin. She gripped his hips with her fingers, trying to prevent him from fucking her mouth so roughly. It did her no good. Mike held her face in his tight hands, fucking her stretched lips with such vigor that she knew they would be bruised.

Yet the feel of his cock throbbing powerfully in her mouth, the thick hardness of his prick, sent sparks of intense pleasure shooting through her. With her lips slippery with wetness, squeezing around his fucking cock, Carol felt the familiar sensation of an orgasm growing in the pit of her stomach. Despite his roughness, she was going to come.

His fucking cock smashed the insides of her lips against her white teeth, and she hoped they would not be cut. His pants scraped at her nose and chin, the zipper scratchy. Her fingers held his hips tightly as he fucked back and forth, now grunting and gasping with impending climax.

"I'm about to come, bitch!" he snarled in a thick voice. "I'm going to shoot a fucking gallon of my come juice down your cock sucking throat! Eat that cock, cunt! Suck that big prick! I'm going to fill your hot fucking mouth with my come juice!"

He was fucking into her mouth more strong

ly now, banging against her lips, bruising them. Carol whimpered, a mixed sound of ecstasy and miserable humiliation. She closed her eyes as he fucked harder and faster into her mouth, the head of his prick banging against her tonsils. Her tongue was pressed tight against the underside of his cock, the roof of her mouth sliding along his prick. She closed her lips as tight, as she could and sucked in greediness, desperate, despite her feeling of degradation, for the sweetness of his thick come juice.

She wanted it badly, wanted to feel his cock spurting with the power only a teenager could spurt. She wanted jism running over her tongue, filling her mouth, slipping down her hot throat in rivers.

Soft, throaty sounds bubbled from…her as she sucked in hunger, ignoring the banging against her lips now. Her hands slipped from his hips to his ass. She dug her fingers into the, hard cheeks of his ass, pulling him deeper into her mouth, her cunt convulsing now. The V of her cunt squeezed together, the orgasm sending delicious spasms through her. She gave a muffled wail as she came and her mouth sucked in a frenzy for his come juice.

"Suck me, bitch!" Mike growled, fucking his cock into her mouth hard. "I'm about to come! Oooo you cant! You hot-assed, cock-sucking cunt. Eat me!"

Carol's mouth burned with the tingling erotic pleasure she felt, her mind reeling as she

anticipated the gushing of his come juice.

Mike slammed against her mouth, his cock buried in her throat. She felt his cock throb, then his prick was jerking as he came. The head of his cock was past her tonsils, and that was not the way she liked having a cock come off inside her mouth. This way, she couldn't taste the creaminess, the thick sweetness. She struggled to pull her mouth back on his gushing cock, but Mike held her by the back of her head, refusing to let her have his come juice the way she wanted.