Donna Allen - Hot loving mom

One day Kerry went shopping at the neighborhood supermarket. She found her eyes drawn to every teenage boy she saw. Ever since she'd started fucking Jason, she found herself terribly attracted to boys his age. Her eyes would automatically go to their crotches, and their asses and she loved to stare at their biceps and shoulders. A teenage butt packed tightly in a pair of blue-jeans made her pussy itch for hours.

It bothered her because she found she was less and less attracted to men her age. When Elliot approached her, she had very little patience for his clumsy lovemaking and he began looking at her strangely and muttering about finding a girlfriend.

He never said a word about the envelope in the desk being opened. She checked one day to see if it had been moved. She'd remembered deliberately what side it was laying on and the next time she looked it had been turned over. So there was no question but that Elliot had seen it.

She walked up and down the aisles of the store and filled her basket with all of Jason's favorite foods. She smiled to herself when she realized she was beginning to treat her son as if he were her husband. It was funny in a way, but she didn't want to become one of those overbearing mothers she'd read about. It wasn't fair to Jason. She really shouldn't spend so muck time with the boy.

Just the thought of Jason's cock made her pussy itch. What a horny cunt I've become, she thought. But she was proud that Jason found her sexually attractive. And was it wrong to teach the boy what a woman likes and needs in the sack?

She reached the check-out counter and the girl bagged her groceries. She left the store thinking about how she would masturbate when she arrived home. She approached her car, her arms loaded with groceries, when she noticed her left rear tire was flat. Damn! she thought as she shifted the heavy bags in her arms.

She struggled to open the car door while she rested the groceries against the fender. When two boys that she'd met through Jason walked up, she smiled gratefully.

"Can we help you, Mrs. Larson?" the one named Nick said.

The boys wore tight jeans and even in her predicament she noticed the bulge between their legs. She became aware of their eyes on her tits. She was wearing a tight tee-shirt and jeans and her tits pressed against the slightly damp material.

"I'm afraid I've got a flat," she said.

The boy named Joey chuckled huskily. "I don't see anything flat around here, but we'll do whatever we can to help you, Mrs. Larson."

Kerry smiled as the boys took the grocery bags from her hands and placed them on the back seat of the car. "I'm very grateful for your help guys. It's a hot day, too."

"Don't pay any attention to this clown," Nick said, motioning toward Joey. "He's got a filthy mind. Get over here, buddy, and help me change the lady's tire."

Kerry sat in the car and smoked a cigarette as the boys changed the tire. She gazed through the rear view mirror and heard them chuckling, but couldn't hear their words. She tried to remember what Jason had told, her about them. She knew they were older than Jason and in the class ahead of his at school. They seemed tougher than Jason's other friends, too. Try as she might, she couldn't remember what she'd heard about them and she soon stopped trying. It didn't really matter anyway. They were helping her when God knows she heeded the help. There was no way she could have changed the tire by herself. And no one was home for her to call.

When they were through and had hefted the flat tire into the trunk, she offered them a ride home. Then it occurred to her that she ought to thank them in a more tangible way. "Can I buy you boys a hamburger?" she said as she turned the ignition key and drove out of the parking lot.

They both agreed and Nick, who was sitting next to her, draped his arm over the seat as she drove down the highway. She felt a wetness in her pussy as the boys told one dirty joke after the other, all the while leering at her tits.

She didn't mind their dirty stories or the way they stared at her boobs. She was flattered. After all, she was much older than they and it was nice to have horny kids like that find her attractive.

She toyed with the idea of going somewhere with them and fucking them both into the ground. What am I thinking of? she thought as she turned into a popular hamburger joint. Am I crazy or just a horny old broad?

Her cunt throbbed and she grasped the steering wheel with both hands. I'm a horny old broad, she said to herself. Who am I kidding? I wouldn't mind if these kids took me off somewhere and raped me. Then I wouldn't have to take the responsibility for seducing them. I could tell myself I had no choice, that they overpowered me. Oh, God, what's happening to me?

She killed the motor and closed the windows. She turned to the teenagers. They hadn't made a move to climb out of the car, but were sitting and staring at her tits.

"Well, boys, we're here," she said, opening the door on her side. Again her eyes were drawn to their cocks and she was certain their pricks had grown on the drive to the hamburger joint.

They finally climbed out of the car and followed her into the restaurant. She sat down in a booth and they sat on either side of her, somewhat closer than was necessary.

"Cheeseburgers okay?" she said, and the teenagers nodded.

"Onions on mine," Nick said.

Well, I can fuck him without kissing him, she thought, with a smile.

She placed the order with the waitress, a cute blonde named Cindy. The boys paid little attention to the girl. They sat closer to Kerry, their strong young thighs pressing against hers.

"Jason told me something about you two, but I can't remember what it was," she said.

"Aw, that's old stuff, Mrs. Larson," Nick said.

"Yeah, forget it," Joey mumbled, his head down.

"What do you boys like to do in your spare time?" She decided to change the subject since they seemed disturbed.

"We like to play ball," Nick said. "And we like to ball," Joey smirked. "Do you have a special girlfriend?" she said to the bolder boy.

"I play the field," he said, licking his lips as be leered at her cleavage. "I like to give 'em all a chance."

"You're not at all conceited, are you?" she said.

"No, not much!" Nick snickered. Their food came and no one spoke while they wolfed it down. The boys ordered more French fries and Kerry sipped her Coke as she watched them devour their food.

"Do you do everything with such enthusiasm?" she said, deciding to be bold. The idea of fucking both of them continued to appeal to her.

"Yeah, especially eating!" Joey chuckled.

"Yeah, eating's our specialty," Nick mumbled his mouth half full as he spoke. "We both just love to eat."

The way he emphasized the word eat made Kerry's pussy twitch. "Are you trying to tell me something?" she said, cocking her head and wiping her lips on her napkin.

"Come to our club-house with us and we'll show you," he said.

"You've got a club-house?"

"Yeah, it's just a dump we use for club meetings and things," he mumbled.

An idea formulated in Kerry's mind and she rummaged around in her wallet as she paid the check. If he went somewhere with the two teenagers and they got fresh, well, she couldn't help it if they forced her to do something, could she?

"I'd like to see it," she said, rising up from the booth. "Will you take me there?"

"Sure thing," Nick said, and Kerry saw him wink broadly at Joey.

They climbed into the car and directed Kerry to the club-house. Joey sat next to her, and let his fingers graze her thighs. She pretended not to notice, but her pussy ached with excitement.

I'm going to get laid by two young studs! she thought as she drove down the highway. I'm going to get my cunt stroked by two teenage dicks!