Paul Gable - Mom comes again!

"How did you know what. I was thinking about?"

Brian smiled easily, hugging his mother, then drawing his knees up against hers.

"No problem. I think I know what you need," he said.

"That's not fair," Betty said, pouting. "You have your way so easily."

"But it's your way too, Mom."

He was right. She wasn't fighting him. All that mattered was being with Brian, feeling his warmth, feeling his fingers crawling up her thighs, spreading her legs, touching all the hot, sensitive spots that made her feel so alive.

Betty sighed, easing back against the sofa. She would let herself go, let Brian take care of her. He knew what to do. Lying there, feeling his fingers brushing softly against her cunthair, pushing them to one side and exposing the jagged wet slit, Betty felt her son would show her what was right. He was easing her up off the couch, sliding her down, then moving the glass-topped coffee table to one side while drawing two pillows down from the couch.

Betty giggled.

"We can't – not here! What if someone walks in?"

"I locked the door. Besides," he said with a grin, "that makes it more exciting, doesn't it?"

"Brian!"

She suddenly found herself on the floor. Her ass rubbed against the carpeting. How delicious it was feeling the rug tickling her asscheeks, sending rivers of chills rushing up to her cunt.

"Oh!"

Brian took off his flannel shirt, draping it over the coffee table, then pushed down his jeans. She licked her dry lips, feeling more juice seeping itchily from her cunt. Something in her made her want his cock in her mouth. She reached up, her fingertips touching his thighs. She wanted his cock as much as she wanted the air in her lungs. Brian understood, stepping from his jeans, then rubbing his cock up to its full length.

"Suck me, Mom! Suck me good and dry!" he whispered, kneeling back down until he was wedging her torso between his legs.

"Oh, Brian!" Betty moaned.

Betty raised her head from the floor, opening her lips and sticking out her tongue just in time to catch his heavy cockhead on the tip. She reached up with one hand at the same time, cradling his balls, squeezing them playfully while running her tongue along the bottom edge of his prick.

Brian was fucking down into her mouth, twisting his hips lightly, putting only the first three inches of his cock down her throat while reaching down and cupping his hands around her nipples.

Betty enjoyed having her tits played with, and she tightened her lips just behind his prickhead, sucking gently while rubbing her tongue back and forth, back and forth against the sensitive underside. She could taste the pre-cum oozing from his piss-silt and sliming her mouth once more. There couldn't be a taste any better than that, she thought, swallowing three dines, working her fingertips playfully over his leathery balls until she could hear her son groan.

"Oh yeah, Mom, you drive me nuts when you play with my balls like that!" Brian groaned.

Betty slid her head farther up, reaching down with her right hand and pushing her cuntlips apart. She could feel her tense, eager pussy muscles closing down, sucking at her fingers as if they were a cock. She moaned, closing her eyes and concentrating on the sensation of Brian's prick filling her mouth.

"Oh wow, Mom, wow!"

Brian had his eyes shut tight, his lips working against one another while a river of sweat oozed down his heaving chest. He was fucking his cock down his mother's throat, his fingers caressing her tits, rolling and pinching her nipples until Betty thought she would piss from the rising excitement between her shuddering legs.

She worked her thighs against the carpeting, feeling the heat slicing into the sides of her clit. She slid her mouth back, tonguing the groove just behind his cockhead for a bit, then moving back all the way until she felt his bloated pricktip brushing over her tonsils. She could hardly breathe, but wanted his cock all the way down her throat.

"Christ! Mom, come on! I gotta fuck you! Gotta get this cock in your cunt before I blow my load down your throat!" Brian gasped.

"Ohhhhh!" Betty moaned.

She loved hearing how hot her son was. It made her feel wanted. Somewhat reluctantly, Betty pulled back, giving her son's cock a final lick before wiping her lips with the back of one hand. His cock tasted so good, so fine in her throat!

Brian was holding her by her shoulders, staring into her eyes. And then he moved around, lying on his back on the floor while moving Betty around until she was on top of him.

"I wanna fuck you this way, Mom. I wanna see you bouncin' on my cock the way you were swinging on it before!"

Somehow he managed to swing her around until she was squatting directly over his jutting prick, feeling the cockhead brushing over her asscheeks. And then slowly, easily, he fit her cunt around his cockhead, easing her down until she was totally fucked. Betty stiffened, her head snapping back as her pussyjuices bathed around his cock.

She liked it, liked the way she could rock her body to intensify the sensation of being fucked. The slight, sucking noise other son's cock fucking into her sent more shivers up and down her back. She could feel the froth of her fuck juices running down her thighs, and her ass tensed.

Brian's hands were caressing her ass, teasing around her asshole. He was lying there, his eyes closed tight, his mouth set hard. He was close to cumming.

Betty groaned, her cunt cinching tight around his cock just behind his prickhead. She started bouncing, her hands around her tits, her fingers thumbing her nipples while she rolled her ass wildly.

"God! God-damn it!" she gasped.

Brian arched his spine, his face growing red, then white while his Adam's apple bobbed up and down in his tensed throat. He moaned again as he felt his mother's cunt muscles tightening.

"Uhhh – Mom, easy – Christ, you're gonna bring me off." Brian moaned.

Brian sounded as if he was strangling. He jerked his knees up, then let them flop down again. Betty stopped moving once more, loosening her cunt so that his cockhead could glide out of her. She let the pricktip linger between her inner cuntlips, then twisted her ass around and around, her hair bouncing all over her slender shoulders.

Brian shouted, his shoulders moving against the floor while he fucked through her cunt with a hard, brutal shove. She could feel the hot firmness of his prick fucking deep into her pussy.

"Uhhhh – oh God, Brian, God, you're making me so hot, so very, very hot!"

Betty was as close to cumming as her son. Her body needed him there between her splayed thighs. She bounced again, one hand reaching down until she felt his balls touching her fingers.

Dazed with lust, Betty started bouncing around faster and faster, twisting her hips as best she could, feeling her ass bouncing down and pillowing against her son's balls. His balls were ready to cut loose. She could tell from the way he was crying out, from the way his hands were touching her, his fingers grabbing at her. His prick was trembling and jerking up against her cuntwalls.

Betty grunted with her efforts, leaning forward, making sure her clit touched his cock while she twisted her ass back and forth like a corkscrew.

"Ohhh, fuck! Fuck it out, Mom! Christ! Shootin'! Shootin'!" Brian screamed.

Betty snapped her body back, tightening her cunt, relaxing it, then tightening it again. The hot, steamy splashes of cum in her pussy felt wonderful. Her son was firing his load into her, dropping globs of jizz in her cunt while she twisted her body and pumped her pussy up and down.

"Oh, Brian, you-you're killing meeeeeee!" she screamed.

The world dropped away from her once more, a flashing universe exploding through her head as Betty came and came and came, her son's prick still shooting in her pussy. It was more than she could stand. She fell forward, catching herself against Brian's heaving chest while she pranced her ass maddeningly up and down. With a wild cry, Betty milked out the last of her climax, her pussy greedily drinking up the final globs of cum shooting from Brian's prick.