Sally Simpson - With Bobby_s mom

She didn't think she could take much more when Bobby flicked in his tongue one last time, sending her over the edge.

She shrieked like a banshee, slamming the palm of her left hand down on the steering wheel, kicking her feet, so that she accidentally flicked on the high beams.

Somehow she managed to keep the car on the road, turning the wheel violently to the left as they veered dangerously to the outer edge of the road.

Bobby kissed her cunt roughly and continued with his hand job, determined to get off as quickly as he could. His hand shot up and down his prick shaft in a blur of speed, his face twisted into a mask of pain and lust.

Within seconds, he, too, was straining for release, and just as his mother managed to get the car back under control and released her grip on his hair, he bellowed into the wet edge of her cunt and shot hard, spilling cock cream onto the car seat and the floor of the car.

"Whew!" Brenda sighed, glancing down him out from the corner of her eye. "That sounded like a good one!"

Breathing hard, Bobby pulled himself into an upright position and looked at her a little sheepishly. He tucked his shriveled prick back into his pants and patted his mother gently on the thigh.

"Thanks, Mom. I really needed that."

"The pleasure was mine," Brenda laughed. For the rest of the trip, the two of them sat serenely, watching dusk set in over the landscape. By the time they pulled into their driveway, it was already dark, and they were very hungry.

Brenda heated up some chili and beans and they ate quietly, now and then looking into each other's eyes and smiling. A thought kept racing through Brenda's head, and though she dismissed it at first, it gradually became more and more interesting to her.

Finally, as she rose to clear the table, she said offhandedly, "What do you say to watching a video tonight?"

Bobby shrugged. "Sure. What did you have in mind?"

"Something dirty, of course." She winked at him, and his eyebrows went up.

"You mean with-with people fucking?"

Brenda was delighted at his obvious interest. She was sure he'd already had plenty of opportunities to see dirty pictures and magazines, but he was a virgin as far as X-rated videos went.

"Of course with people fucking, silly!" she said. "Now get the VCR ready, and I'll be back in a jiffy." She winked at him again.

The selection at the local video rental store was overwhelming, but after some thought, Brenda finally settled on a film. By the time she made it back home, Bobby was already undressed and sitting in front of the VCR. He had spread a blanket on the carpet and brought out the jar of cocoa butter.

"Hope you like it," she said, tossing him the cassette.

Eagerly, he pushed the cassette into the machine, and as Brenda undressed, the flickering image of a pretty brunette with big tits and a sweet, heart-shaped ass filled the TV screen.

Bobby whistled, and Brenda saw his prick tremble and begin to stiffen.

As the camera moved back, the figure of an athletic-looking young man with bulging arm and chest muscles and an enormous prick came into view.

Brenda felt a sudden stab of lust in her pussy. The man was so handsome, his prick was so big. Even the sight of the luscious woman excited her, and she imagined what it might feel like to touch those wonderful tits with their tiny, berry-colored nipples or run her tongue through the dense black bush that nearly hid the girl's thin, reddish cunt lips.

"Come on, Daisy," the blond stud said, grabbing his prick in his hand and shaking it at her. "Suck me, baby."

The girl smiled shyly at him and shook her head. But when he asked again, she nodded and smiled, kneeling down on the floor before him. Grabbing his cock at the root, she ovaled her pretty pink lips, then drew her mouth down his prick shaft.

"Jesus!" Bobby gasped, grabbing his own stiff prick. He followed the stud's lead and shook his cock at Brenda.

Brenda groaned with arousal. Keeping one eye on the screen, she crawled toward Bobby and put her mouth to his steely cock. Then she swiped the length of his prick with her tongue, pausing to give extra attention to the rim of prick flesh just below his prick head.

"Aw, man!" Bobby groaned, screwing up his eyes as he shuddered with pleasure.

At the same time, the blow job on the screen was heating up. Daisy's tits jiggled wildly, and her ass ground out a frenzied rhythm of lust as she bobbed up and down on the man's thick cock.

And then, just when she was beginning to deep-throat his magnificent prick, he pulled it free, grabbed the shaft, and bellowed like a bull as a thick stream of jizz shot from the head. The cum arched in the air, then came splattering down onto Daisy's face and tits. She whimpered in shock, but her lover merely grunted, jacking on his cock to drain it of every last drop.

There was something truly obscene about the way the stud's greasy jizz plastered itself to Daisy's face, and it really turned Brenda on. Unconsciously, she reached down and spread apart her cunt lips, dragging her finger up and down her moist cunt slot. Her groans of excitement were muffled by the big slab of prick meat in her mouth.

Meanwhile, as Daisy reached up to wipe the jizz from her face, another man came into view. This one was tall and slim and dark, his prick standing up menacingly from his rich, thick crop of cock hair. Curly black hair covered his chest and snaked up his thighs.

"Looks like it's my turn," the dark man said, giving Daisy a lewd, appraising smile.

"Rick – who is that man?" Daisy cried, her eyes opening wide with fear.

"Just a friend," Rick said, winking slyly at the dark man. "I told him what a good fuck you are, and he wanted to find out for himself."

"Rick!" Daisy cried, getting up and backing away. "Rick! Tell him to leave!"

Brenda was so excited by this new turn of events that she stopped in mid-stroke on Bobby's cock, her lips encircling his rubbery prick. Spasms erupted in her cunt as the dark man approached Daisy.

Daisy looked pleadingly at Rick, but he merely sneered at her, and then the dark man suddenly lunged at her, tackling her to the pound. Rick laughed.

The whole thing reminded Brenda of her rape. Her body went cold and then hot. A sudden thrill of fear and excitement raced through her, and her heart skipped a beat. Suddenly she knew she had to have Bobby take her, fuck his cock in hard and deep. And she would fight him – or at least pretend to. At this delicious thought, her clit stood up stiff, blood pounding in it.

She lifted her mouth from off of Bobby's prick and looked down with fascination at the sinister way it glinted with her saliva. Suddenly, in her mind, it was a tool of destruction. She backed away from him, slowly, her eyes smoldering with lust.

"Do me, Bobby!" she cried in a strangled voice. She lay flat on her back, her legs pressed together. "Hurt me!"

Bobby, who would never have done anything to hurt his mother, now approached her with a savage look on his face. His prick, so engorged with blood that it had turned a deep red-violet, hatched lewdly in front of him. As he knelt above her, surveying in her long, curvy body, his nostrils flared with passion. Then he threw himself on her, digging his nails into her thighs, trying to pry them apart.

The same thing was happening on the screen. Daisy was struggling beneath the bulk of her assailant, trying to keep her thighs together. But the man brutally pulled them apart, then grabbed his prick and pressed the head against the red gash of her cunt.

Brenda had stopped following the movie.

"Oh God, oh God!" she cried as she pounded her fist against Bobby's chest. Her clit was full-blown with arousal, and her cunt was aching to feel the boy's prick rammed in deep. But still she fought him. It added to the thrill.