Kevin Sellers - Hot mother next door

"Ohhh," she groaned, hazy with lust and satisfaction. "Oh my sweet baby, that was a fuck I'll never forget! You're so good I could fuck all night. Would you like that, darling?"

"Yeah!" Bob's voice was a breathless explosion as he reached over and began to fondle and kiss his mom's pert, little tits, nuzzling her big nipples like they were a pair of sugar candies. "Oh yeah, I could fuck your pussy forever, Mom! I never want to stop!"

To her delighted astonishment Shara felt his cock stir again, already blossoming up and poking against her thighs as if to prove his words.

She laughed huskily, grasping his frantic prick in a firm grip and tugging it to full hardness once more. "Well, then, let's do just that! But I've got other places that like to be fucked too – you'll see what I mean."

She rose and scooted around on the bed, positioning herself the way she wanted. Propped up on her knees, she reached back and spread the pliant cheeks of her ass wide apart to expose her pink, glistening asshole.

"Fuck me here, honey," she purred, wiggling. "Fuck me in the ass. Shove your cock up my asshole and fuck me good. Hurry!"

Bob froze for an instant, gaping in disbelief and fascination at his mom's slick, pried-open asshole. Then her invitation cut through his daze and he was scrambling to his knees behind her.

"Is this right, Mom?"

Slipping into place, he jabbed his inflamed cocktip at the clenched little entrance. It slid and dipped, finally lodging there.

"Ah, yesss!" she hissed, squirming with horny anticipation. "Now work it in – and don't stop if I squeal a bit at first. I want your prick all the way inside me, darling, just where it ought to beeeee!"

She squealed as he nudged his prickhead between her tight ass lips and pushed them wide apart.

It had been years since Shara'd been ass-fucked. It was one of the many things Sam had given up. She'd almost forgotten the delicious mixture of initial agony and delight at having her asshole torn open to take a big, stabbing cock.

But the memory came back with the full force of Bob's weight behind it. His cockhead sank into her puckered asshole, stretching it wide and pushing up her ass as if it would never stop.

For a moment the pain was too much and she let out a scream.

But it was too late to stop what she'd begun, even if she wanted to. Bob grunted and heaved and more of his thick prick rammed into her ass. At last, gasping with the success at having his entire cock totally buried up her moist, cock-tight sheath, he began to inch his prick in and out.

"Oh my – yes honey, fuck it to me! Oh-oh God, that's killing me! Don't stop, fuck my ass hard, baby, fuck it. Fuck!"

"Ahhhh! Shit, this is great!"

He was pumping harder now, following his mother's instructions exactly and thoroughly enjoying the feel of his cock sliding in and out of her squeezing asshole. It was tighter than any pussy could ever be and almost just as wet, drenched with all the juices that had run down from her dripping cunt. The pistoning motion of his cock made wet, slurpy noises that urged him on. Soon almost the entire length of his rigid cock was pumping into her, picking up speed.

Shara whimpered ecstatically, her face buried in the bedsheets, her hips arching back in an uncurling cat-like stretch that slammed her ripped-open ass right up to her son. Within the first few strokes she was spiraling up toward orgasm for the third time that evening and that was the best of all. He pumped fast and furious and when she came it was with a shriek of utter bliss.

"Nnnnaaaahhhh!"

The whole bed shook as Bob ripped his prick into her, captivated by his mom's screams of joy.

"Commmiiinnng! Bob, fuck my ass, baby!"

Her ass thrashed wildly, plunging onto his cock with a need that seemed to suck the jizz right out of his balls. With one last, grunting lunge, Bob drove his prick home and spurted his third load of jizz up his mother's ass.

Their heaving bodies entwined with mutual orgasm, Shara locking her feet behind her son's knees and pummeling her tortured ass onto his cock to catch the streaming juice that tore deep into her.

It wasn't until he'd shot every drop up her wonderful, sucking asshole that he slumped back, chuckling happily.

"Oh… oh wow, that was, something else! Man, what an ass! You can fuck great with anything, Mom!"

Shara sighed, her ass still jutting into the air, her son's jism leaking from both her asshole and cunt.

"You're nice too, darling. Now run to bed before your father gets back. Maybe we'll relax some more tomorrow, all right?"

"Sure!"

Bob paused just long enough to take in the sight of his mother still arched in the air, luxuriating in his cum. Then he turned and trotted for bed, grinning happily.

Janice awoke to the morning sunshine streaming into her bedroom, nudging her out of one of the most restful sleeps she could remember.

She yawned and stretched luxuriously, with a deep, happy groan. The memory of Chad's lush, stabbing prick came back, bringing her to full tingling awareness. How many times had they fucked the day before? Two… three? It didn't matter. Their fucking had seemed to go on endlessly all night. His vigorous cock had literally fucked her into a satiated stupor. The last thing she remembered was drifting into a drained, satisfying sleep while Chad's fingers absently stroked her cum-bloated pussy.

Janice smiled just thinking about it. She was totally hung up on her son's prick and she knew it. There was no longer even the slightest twinge of guilt. For the first time in years she felt really satisfied.

And horny, too. Even thinking about her son made her cunt hot and creamy, itching for more.

With a sigh she rose and dressed, thoroughly enjoying herself. Then, humming a light, airy tune and feeling better than she'd felt in a long time, she made her way downstairs.

"Oh, hello dears. I didn't know everyone was already up! Am I interrupting a conference?"

Her smile beamed brightly at the three teenagers seated at the kitchen table. Mindy and Chad had just finished their breakfast and Bob had dropped by. They all looked up when she swept in, a little surprised by her breezy tone.

"Hi, Mom. We were just trying to think of something to do today," Mindy answered immediately. "Can I get you some coffee?"

"That would be wonderful. Thank you, darling."

As the blonde hopped up, Janice sat down at the table and caught Chad's gaze for one brief, tantalizing moment. He grinned ma way that made her blush and turn her focus on Bob.

"How are your parents, Bob? I've been so busy around the house lately that I haven't seen them for days! Are they enjoying their new pool?"

"Oh, yeah, I guess so. They're okay."

Bob shrugged noncommittally. Then he brightened.

"Oh, and Mom wanted to know if you were interested in going shopping with her this morning. That's why she sent me over. I almost forgot."

As Mindy set a steaming cup of coffee before her, Janice laughed. "That's all right, honey. As a matter of fact, that's a perfect idea. I think I'll take her up on it. What time is she going?"

Bob looked down at his watch, then blushed. "Uh, she sent me over about an hour ago. Any minute, I guess."

He was relieved at her understanding smile. "My, you certainly don't give a girl much time, do you? Well, I'd better scoot on over there and see what Shara had in mind."

Taking a quick gulp of her coffee, she rose and gave each of her children a quick peck on the cheek, letting her kiss linger just an instant against Chad's angular jaw. Then, still floating on the cloudy daze of the previous night's activities, she made for the back door.

"I won't be gone long, kids. Have a nice time!" Then she was gone, leaving the three of them alone.