Kevin Sellers - Hot mother next door

Janice felt his cock ripple in her pussy. She felt hot cream geyser into her, flooding her fuckhole with the most precious nectar of all. His prick spasmed again and again, shooting more cream up her cunt with each lurch. She hung like that in a dazed cloud of pure abandon, taking every drop and moaning in the blissful peak of her own completion.

Their mutual release seemed to last an eternity.

Then, with a happy chuckle, Chad slumped.

"Oh shit, oh fuck that was terrific! Wow, Mom, you really sucked my balls dry!"

No longer held back by the slightest twinge of hesitation, Janice laughed. She squirmed on the toilet neat, feeling his limp prick sloshing in her freshly fulfilled cunt.

Then an impish notion struck her, making her giggle again.

"Did… did you really enjoy it, darling? Enough even to, umm, miss your show?"

He grinned. "You bet! Anytime!" Then they bath felt his prick tug again, slowly rising in her undulating pussy with fresh vigor.

That made Chad grin even wider as he twitched his hips in response. "Besides, there's always reruns, aren't there?"

Janice's eyes widened with mischievous pleasure as her son's cock swiftly grew to its full, hard length. Her laugh was husky and knowing.

Delighted, Chad felt her pussy close over his cock again and she began to gyrate.

The show wasn't over by any means. In fact, he had the happy suspicion that it had just begun.

"Wow, that sure was a good show!" Bob's voice was light as he spoke from the back seat of the car where he sat next to Mindy. Though not that close to her, he'd managed to sneak a hand over until it rested lightly against her thigh, just brushing the crisp hem of her soft, summer dress. She squirmed as he spoke and the bare flesh of one of her knees touched his fingers.

"It was all right," Sam Jenson answered as he drove toward home. Glancing at the rear-view mirror he got a glimpse of his blonde neighbor and then threw a guilty look at Shara.

His wife seemed to sense that his attention was elsewhere and merely answered with a distant murmur.

"I mean, I could see it a couple of more times," Bob said nervously as he moved his hand up until it rested gently on Mindy's prodding knee. He'd never tried anything with her before, but Chad's bracing statements were spinning through his mind, urging him on.

Mindy didn't mind at all. She'd sat through the whole movie without seeing it, her own thoughts totally absorbed by her growing horniness. It was as if a dam had burst inside her, losing all the creamy lust of womanhood in one unending gush. All she could think about was cock. Mr. Jenson's, Chad's, anybody's. Right then she was thinking about Bob's prick, wanting to reach over and grab it to see if it was as big and luscious as his father's.

As if aware of what was on her mind, Sam spoke up.

"What'd you think of the show, Mindy?"

"Oh, I thought it was nice." Her voice came out light and airy as Bob's hand began to massage her knee, subtly inching under her dress. "In fact, I wouldn't mind seeing it again myself, to catch the parts I, alt, didn't understand."

As she spoke, a sudden impish urge made her act. Without warming, her hand went out and captured Bob's and shoved it up between her thighs.

He let out a small astonished hiss of breath, finding his fingers abruptly lodged against the damp crotch of Mindy's soaked panties. Despite his surprise he began to rub frantically against the wet, silky sheath, exposing her puffy-lipped cunt.

She gasped, opening her legs wider. The car hit a bump and Bob's fingers unintentionally jammed into her sopping crotch with an urgency that almost made her groan out loud.

"Did you say something, dear?"

Shara Jenson turned her head but not quite far enough to give her a view of what was going on in the dark back seat.

"N-no, Mrs. Jenson," Mindy managed to say in a roughly normal tone as Bob's fingers dug eagerly, poking along her pussy and occasionally sliding across her plump, hooded clit.

One of her hands dropped into his lap and squeezed the stiffness that swelled there. She let out another little gasp at the hugeness of that cock bulge.

The short drive home didn't take long, but it was long enough for both teenagers to make delightful discoveries about each other. Within moments Bob had pushed under the tight crotch band of her panties and was working his fingertips into the fuzzy vee of the older girl's cunt. They plunged immediately into soft, velvety wetness and Mindy arched slightly as her eyes went wide with pleasure.

At the same time she kneaded his cock bulge, stroking its thick, pent-up length and feeling his prick ripple in response.

A tiny groan tore past her lips as he gouged along her soaked cunt crevice. Locating the entrance of her drooling pussy with one finger, he wormed into her.

"What was that?"

This time it was Sam who turned his head slightly.

"I, I just wanted to say thanks," she said weakly, her hips twitching up as Bob gleefully dug his finger, deeper. "It was… really fuu-unnnn."

Grinning, Sam answered in a pleased fatherly voice. "Anytime, Mindy. Anytime at all."

The car ride ended all too soon, as he pulled into the driveway.

The last thing Bob wanted to do now that he'd gotten this far was to stop. His finger was up to his knuckle in his neighbor's pussy and her hand was working his prick to a strumming stiffness that threatened to explode any second.

But, as the car rolled to a stop, he reluctantly withdrew his hand and pulled away.

Mindy let out another gasp, this time with frustration.

"Well, here we are," Sam said congenially, climbing out of the car.

"Yeah. Uh, I guess I better walk Mindy home." Bob's voice was hopeful and that made Mindy's cunt flutter with new enthusiasm. "I think that might be a nice idea," she said.

But Mr. Jenson wasn't hearing of it. "Son, it's getting pretty late and I may have to do some fancy explaining to Mrs. Blake as it is. You go on up to bed and take your mother inside. I'll see that Mindy gets home."

Obviously disappointed, the teenager shoved his hands in his pockets – more to hide his obvious hard-on than from anger – and started up the walk beside his mother, who comfortingly slid an arm about his waist.

The moment they were gone, Sam smiled and reached for Mindy in the darkness. "Ah, I've got you alone at last. I was beginning to think we'd never get a minute to ourselves!"

His big meaty hands encircled her waist and came to rest on the firm globes of her ass, squeezing them through the flimsy material of the dress. Already excited and melting afresh under his mischievous caress, Mindy gave a giggle and squirmed. "Mr. Jenson, what're you up to? You don't plan to do anything right out here in the open, do you?"

"The hell I don't," Sam chuckled, his cock blossoming up in his slacks to push between her thighs. With one hand still firmly planted on her ass, the other flew up to fumble at the clasp of her dress. "I've had my mind on that sweet little pussy of yours all day and if I don't dip into it real soon I'm going to explode!"

With those words he was shoving her dress down roughly. It slithered to the ground, leaving her in only bra and panties.

"Mr. Jenson!" she gave a gasp of pretended shock. "We can't – not right here where everybody can see us!"

Sam gave a gruff laugh, already tearing off his shirt and ripping out of his trousers. "That didn't bother you this morning, did it? I mean to get some of that precious cunt you've been swinging around all night. If you don't believe me just wait and see!"

His cock popped free, huge and bloated and standing out above his hairy ball sack with an enormity that made her gasp.

It was more than Mindy could stand. Even though they were standing on her front lawn with a big three-quarter moon shining down on the grassy, fresh-mown carpet, she couldn't help herself.