Paul Gable: Mom comes again!

"Please, Justin, it's only three-thirty!"

He threw back his head and laughed hard, his fingers still crawling along her tits.

"My cock doesn't have a watch! Come on! Nobody's gonna come in and find out what were doing!"

Betty hesitated for a second. Drying her hands, she stood on tiptoe, peering out the small window just above the sink. Through the white lace curtains she could see her son and daughter talking in earnest. Brian was waving his thickly muscled arms in the air dramatically and Kathy was leaning against the rear fender of his car. Betty sighed, feeling Justin's strong hand on her left tit. She figured she could lose herself for just a few moments in his arms, with his cock.

"Yes, yes!" she gasped, breathless at the thought of being fucked once more by Justin.

"And I'm gonna do it slower this time," he said, guiding her to the bedroom.

His words were like a chant to her, numbing her mind to the present. It was nice. It was just what she needed. Betty had half-images of going into her bedroom, of Justin locking the door while she slipped off her dress, her bra, her panties.

"You know, you're more wild than any teenager I've ever been with," Justin said, pulling his jeans off slowly.

"Really?"

Betty was breathing hard and her nipples had become thick, hot nubs that wanted to be sucked and bitten. The wrong and right of doing something with her son's best friend was becoming cloudier. She knew she was a hypocrite, warning her daughter about fucking men while she was doing it on the sly with Justin.

"Betty – oh yeah, this is gonna be good, real good! You're gonna beg me to stick my cock in you when I get through!" Justin moaned.

She liked what he was telling her. She fell back onto the bed and rested against two pillows while Justin crawled up behind her. She moved her shoulders against the bed, breathless, the big man pressing against her. His fingers were smoothing over her skin, creating electric surges everywhere they touched. She thought it odd that someone she barely knew could make her feel so good.

"Uhhhhhh!" she groaned.

"Oh yeah, Betty, yeah!"

He rolled her onto her tummy, laughing and he bobbed his head around and started licking at her. She felt his mustache, the prickly feeling she had loved before, touching her cunt once more. It seemed so naughty, so wickedly dangerous having her ass so naked, so vulnerable to him.

Betty felt his big fingers pressing into her ass, spreading her asscheeks apart so that her hot, sweaty asscrack was exposed. Justin was licking into it, his fingers straying once more into her asshole as his tongue shot down toward her cunt.

"Uhhhhh!"

The new excitement of having a man touch her in a different way made her shudder. He was all over her, licking his tongue up and down while his cock bobbed dangerously up and down against his flat belly.

Betty groaned, raising her ass up slowly, wagging it back and forth for Justin. It was all for Justin, the wonderful man licking her. He sighed behind her, wetting each asscheek with his tongue, then sliding his mouth back until it was starting to suck en her pussy. She could feel his tongue spearing into her hot, musky cunt, the pointy tip touching all the slick hollows and bumps of her itchy, aching pussy.

"Uhhhh, oh my God!" she cried.

Betty jerked her head up, her hair splashing over her whitened knuckles, her elbows threatening to collapse. She could hardly draw in enough air to fill her lungs, but Justin continued to lap and lick her pussy.

"Ohhh, when you lick me like this – oh God, you're gonna make me cum!"

Betty could have laughed at what she had said. She was so anxious, so hot. It was just as it had been when she was younger! And Justin was there behind her, touching and licking her, giving her back her lost years. She loved it. She was panting every bit as hard as he was, and the weight of her tits hanging down from her chest excited her even more.

Betty wobbled there on her elbows, gasping in lungfuls of air when she could, holding her breath when Justin's strong tongue brushed another sensitive spot. He was working lower of her thighs. She spread them until her inner cuntlips peeled stickily back from the hot pussymeat along her cunt slit. Justin smiled at the way she was bobbing her ass for him, wanting him to fuck her.

"Ohhh, yes, ohhhhhh!" Betty groaned.

Betty felt his strong hands on her thighs again, pushing her around until she was on her back once more. Justin towered above her, his cock sticking straight out, the pointed cockhead so bloated that she thought it would blow apart. It looked so hot, so ready to fuck her. Already, thick drops of pre-cum were oozing from the piss-slit, ready to ooze out and drip to the mattress. The touch of it against her clit would surely send her off, she thought. And he was leaning up forward, his hands on her shoulders.

"Want my tongue up your cunt again before I fuck you?" Justin asked.

It was a terrible thing to ask. Betty lowered her eyes.

"Yeah, you want my mouth, you wanna get sucked off!" he gasped.

Justin rubbed his tongue over her flooding cuntmeat, his tongue touching her clit again and again. He put one hand around his cock and began jerking off, his fingers slicked down by the pre-cum oozing from his piss-slit and greasing down his thick-veined prickshaft. It was almost more than the woman could stand. She had heard about women being cock-crazy. And now Betty knew what they were talking about. She wanted his prick, would have killed for his cock. She closed her eyes and thought about fucking.

"Want my cock? Want it bad?"

"Oh yes, give it to me! Give it to me!"

Betty babbled excitedly, not caring about her daughter, her son, or anyone except the wonderful man making her feel so good. She tried to get up, but fell back onto the bed as his tongue rubbed her flooding cuntmeat once more. Her pussy hair hung in tiny wet clumps while Justin fitted his mouth onto her cunt and sucked hard, flicking two fingers into her pussy at the same time and twisting them around and around.

Betty went out of her mind. She jerked her legs high in the air, scissor-kicking them rapidly back and forth while grunting out his name. The cords stood out in her neck as she felt his tongue and fingers fucking her, slipping in and out of her body until she couldn't breathe.

"Fuck…"

"Oh yeah, Betty!" he grunted, pulling back and taking a cunthair from between his front teeth.

He was still finger fucking her and watching as she whipped her legs against the bed hugging his body with the insides of her knees. The throbbing hurt that ached through her pussy was growing more and more intense. She had to have it all, had to have his cock in her! She would die if she didn't have it all, she thought.

"Ohhhh, fuck!" Betty gasped.

Justin looked at her, a quicky smile on his lips, before he started to settle on top of her twisting body.

"You're gonna get it, baby, get my cock in your fuckin' cunt!"

Betty looked at him with rounded eyes, her chest rising and falling mightily as her cunt throbbed. Every second seemed like an hour as she felt his body hair tickling over her tits, belly, and crotch. There it was! Then his cockhead was rubbing up the insides of her thighs, snaking up until it was brushing against her hot, soppy cunt. Betty cried out, her legs spreading apart, every nerve ending in her pussy aching for the touch of his prick.

"Fuck-fuck me!" she whispered.

Justin smiled again, resting his body against hers and sliding his hands under her narrow shoulders. His prickhead was pushing up against her pussy, flattening her outer cuntlips, sliding in on her fuck juices until it was tugging past her inner cuntlips and entering her body. She could feel it penetrating her as it had before, and the sensation nearly drove her mad.