David Crane - She licked the landlord

She had even asked him if he might know any teenaged girls who would like their cunts sucked. But nothing had come of it. Andy just couldn't figure out how to ask one of the girls he dated if she would like his mother to eat her out. It was sort of a delicate matter and, although lots of girls would no doubt welcome a tonguefucking from a lovely lady, they probably wouldn't admit it.

It was a thing Andy had always wanted to watch – and a thing his mother had always wanted to do while he watched.

With the new lodger, they had high hopes. Julia held the swampy panties to her face, inhaling the musky bouquet. Then, gazing at Andy, she began to lick all the cunt-juice from the crotchband.

"Ununmmm – yummy!" she purred.

Crystal's cunt-nectar was delectable, even tasted second-hand. Julia could just imagine what it would be like to drink it right from her pussy.

She sucked the slimy crotchband into her mouth, slurping and slobbering. Her tongue was soaking up the pussy-juice like a sponge. Her face tilted up. The panties were hanging from her jaw like a festive decoration as she chomped the wet crotchband.

Andy watched in awe.

His mom was really, really naughty – for which Andy was profoundly grateful.

And now it was time to play mother-fucker again…

Julia tossed the well-chewed panties aside and stretched out across the bed, her ass in the pool of pussy-nectar that Crystal had left there.

Andy snatched the panties up and tasted them himself, but he could only find the familiar flavor of his mom's saliva, for she had sucked all the juicy goodness out of the flimsy fabric of the sexy panties.

Still, he knew just where to get a taste of the blonde girl's pussy. He leaned down and kissed his mother on the lips. Their mouths ground together passionately, and they began swapping tongues and slobber back and forth.

Julia whispered into Andy's mouth.

"This is just how I'll use my tongue on Crystal's fuck-hole, darling."

She tongued out her son's mouth in a graphic demonstration of cunt-lapping skill.

Then she lay back, arched, knees lifted up and lush thighs wide apart.

"Now, show me how you'll fuck her," she urged.

Andy needed no coaxing at any time – now, least of all, inspired by playing the looker on the lovely lodger and by the thrilling prospect of fucking her soon.

He knelt between Julia's thighs and guided his raging hard-on into her steaming cunt. Holding his cock by the hilt, he turned his wrist, using his cock-head like a ladle to stir her creamy cunt-slot.

Her cunt began to swallow his prick.

His cock burrowed up her cunt-sleeve and, with a lurch, he fucked in to the balls. Her cunt tunnel fluttered, closing around the bulk of his prick, gripping so hard that it felt as if her pussy had melted like heated wax, then hardened around his cock-rod, molding them together.

Her cunt-muscles pulsed, the inner rings closing, running up and down on his cock-shaft if she had a secret fist inside her cunt, jacking him off.

Andy groaned. It felt as if her hungry pussy was sucking him in balls and all.

When he tried to pull out and start the fucking action, his mother's cunt clung to him so firmly that he couldn't drag his prick out at all. His cock seemed to be plastered in her, glued in her gash by her goo, gripped by fierce suction.

Then she relaxed her inner cunt-muscles slightly, just enough so that the youth could begin the sliding motion, start the friction that would bring them to the peak.

Taking his weight on his knees, he slid his hands under her and cupped her firm, valentine-shaped ass, lifting her pelvis higher.

He fed her a long, underslung cock-stroke, his balls dragging along the gooey sheets, tilting her belly up on his fuck-thrust. Then he rose up higher and drove down from above, running all of his throbbing cock-shaft across her slit. His ass bucked and hers churned. Her belly formed a cup as he filled her caldron chock-a-block full of meat. His prick hissed in and her cunt squished and sloshed as it sucked on his fucker.

Julia threw her legs around his haunches, hooking her knees over his hips. Her heels drummed on his lean ass, then locked and held him in a scissor grip. She rubbed her heels up and down through the cleft between his asscheeks and massaged them against his balls.

They were fucking savagely, beginning to soar toward the crest at once.

His hairless balls swung in and slapped against the globes of her upthrust ass with dull, solid thuds. They were so full of cum that they hit her like a blackjack.

She began to wail and claw at the youth's back.

"Shoot up me, Andy!" she cried.

Her cunt was juicing on his huge cock, turning to paste as he pounded in, grinding like a pestle into a mortar. He howled, throwing his head back, his face twisted with emotions as he surged to his peak.

His jizz gushed into her pussy in a deluge. He spurted cum again and again, and she kept on creaming on his prick as they clung to the crest together. His balls emptied off slowly, sinking in, deflating.

But his cock stayed stiff.

They fucked each other down through the slow spiral and stopped moving, clinging together, still coupled. Once was not enough, to be sure. It seldom was – and today their inspiration was tremendous.

Andy lay still, panting in his mother's embrace, as she gently squirmed on his wonderful cock-lance.

Then, without removing his cock for an instant, the virile youngster began to fuck his mom again.

They fucked together sweetly, with less urgency than the first time, but with every bit as much desire and pleasure.

Andy poured the pork into her pussy like a roast pig going into a pre-heated oven. She spiraled and swirled, twisting like a whirling dervish on his cock. They had begun this second fuck gently but within minutes they were rutting like crazed animals once again.

It was like fucking a tornado, he thought, like sticking his cock into a blender.

She arched and bridged. Her head jerked from side to side, then tilted back, eyes rolling up, glazed with sensation.

The supple woman yanked her knees up almost to her heavy tits, curling her body up.

Andy heaved up and rammed down into that smooth, soft circle of pussy-flesh, his prick like an axle in the wheel of her groin.

He seemed to be trying to hammer her right through the bed – his ex-bed, Crystal's bed – to pound her down and nail her to the floor on his hard spike.

Julia jerked her thighs higher, draping the backs of her knees over his broad shoulders, her lush body rolled right up into a ball.

She was creaming again already.

Then the potent youth was joining her at the blissful peak, his balls swelling and pulsing as they set to blow.

"Gonna jizz you, Mom!" he panted. "Ahhhhhh! Yes, yes!" she squealed.

Her feet shot up, pedaling in the air as if she were riding a bicycle upside-down. Andy was tossing her on his ramrod prick, driving her down and heaving her up, transfixing her on his steely spike.

His prick was plunging into her cunt so deeply that, rolled up as she was, she halfway expected his cock-head to come pumping out of her mouth.

Andy's balls went off like a time bomb at the root of his smoldering flesh-fuse. His fuck-juice began to squirt into her as plentifully as it had on his first cum, his youthful vitality working overtime.

Her cunt-cum seeped out and mixed with his jizz. As his fat pussy-plunger plowed into her, he was pumping the cock-cream out in great gobs.

He drained off shot by shot and his humping became jerky and erratic, slowing down from the torrid pace.

Julia kept on grinding, fucking her cunt up and down on his cock faster than he was pumping it to her now. Then she, too, began to come to the end of her joy, faltering.