Norma Egan - The neighbor_s daughter

Kent stood by the bed, looking at her, and took off his clothes. She looked beautiful to him, her dark hair spread on the pillow, her huge melon-shaped tits rising and falling heavily under the sheer nightgown. Balling Vicky had been fun, but he sensed it would be a whole other experience to make love to a mature woman.

IF she let him.

He certainly had his doubts as he gingerly climbed onto the bed beside her. He inched close to her, till his limp naked prick was brushing her warm silky legs. Christ, he could be in big trouble if he didn't do this just right… He extended a shaking hand…

June woke as he touched her. She was heavy with sleep, too groggy to move or say anything. She felt a warm firm hand sliding into her crotch, exploring the lush black expanse of her bush. A stiff finger crept inside the furry lips and touched her clitoris. The finger began to rub and caress. It felt nice…

So Rod was trying to make up with her. She was tempted to slap his face, kick him out of bed, after what he'd done today with that little slut from next door. On the other hand, she was terribly horny, and his finger felt so good on her sensitive little clit. She wouldn't make a decision just yet.

June lay still, pretending to be asleep. The finger hesitated a moment, then started to rub again, tickling and caressing around the tiny soft stalk of her clit. Stabs of pleasure coursed through her belly, and she sighed and opened her legs a little wider. Hell, let him play with her awhile. She needed it…

Kent's heart pounded. He couldn't tell if his mother was awake or not, but she was responding to his touch. She sighed, let her legs fall open, giving him plenty of room to play with her pussy. He was very excited.

Her dark bush was larger than Vicky's, the big silky triangle of curls covering most of her lower belly. He liked that, liked the exquisite softness of the hairs. When he searched out her clit and started rubbing it, like Vicky had taught him, he found that his mother's joy button was bigger than Vicky's, fat and plump and long.

He seized the pulsing shaft of flesh between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it gently but steadily. June moaned, a drawn-out husky sound of pleasure. He moved closer to her, pressing his belly against her back, so that they lay spoon-fashion. His cock snuggled in the hot crease of her buttocks. He was nervous, not hard yet, but it thrilled him to be touching his beautiful mother with his cock.

June felt it, too, and she experienced a burst of horny longing when the warm limp prick tickled the crease of her ass. She longed to be fucked, but she stubbornly refused to move or say anything. Rod had been at fault in this quarrel – let him make the moves, let him court her.

He was kneading her clit briskly now, and June whimpered softly as the exquisite sensations melted her belly. She was getting rapidly and hotly aroused, her starved cunt aching for the thick hard stuffing of his cock. Maybe she'd let him ball her. One more time wouldn't hurt, and she needed it so badly.

She wasn't going to ask for it, though. She wasn't going to move or speak a word of encouragement. Damn him, let him do the work. If he wanted her enough, he would…

He held her clit tighter between his thumb and forefinger, and he kneaded it more vigorously. Dizzying pleasure shot through her pussy, and she felt herself beginning to cream onto his fingers. She couldn't control her lusty body. Her hips began to move in a horny fucking motion, and she fed her aroused throbbing clit into his busy fingers.

"Ummm," she murmured, "ummm…"

Kent was almost shaking with excitement. Not only had his mother let him touch her between the legs, play with her little button, but she really seemed to like it. She was sighing and moving her hips, getting all wet and hot between her legs – just like Vicky did when she got horny. Things were going very well.

He took a chance and did something he'd always wanted to do. He reached around her with his free arm and touched her breasts. His mother had the biggest most beautiful breasts he'd ever seen, great olive-skinned melons that overflowed his hand. Her nightgown was in the way, though. Clumsily but persistently he unbuttoned, it and slipped it off her shoulders, down over the warm cushions of her tits.

June assisted him, pulling the nightgown off and tossing it aside. She hadn't meant to be that cooperative, but she liked having her breasts fondled, and the damn gown was just in the way. She sighed happily as his warm firm hand closed around her left breast, squeezing, caressing. It felt very good…

His fingers were still kneading her clit, too, and pleasurable sensations streaked up and down her body, from breast to pussy. She was getting very horny for him, and she longed to reach out and touch him – but she wouldn't give him that satisfaction.

Kent was in bliss. After what seemed years of horny longing, he was playing with his mother's beautiful big knockers, actually touching and fondling the huge silky globes. Lusty and excited, he leaned over her and planted his mouth hungrily on one of her big brown nipples. He sucked it loudly, wetly.

"Oooo!" June moaned. "Oooo…"

She hadn't expected him to suck her nipple, but it felt great. Meanwhile his fingers released her wet throbbing cunt and sneaked lower between her thighs. She felt a stiff finger easing into the dripping hungry mouth of her cunt, and she moaned again. He was sliding the finger into her, stiff and hard like a cock, and it felt great.

Kent continued to suck ravenously and loudly on her big soft brown nipple, digging the experience, but he was careful to keep playing with her pussy like Vicky had told him to do. He got a finger up her cunt and began pumping it like a stiff dick, and she responded with a hoarse moan of joy and a big steamy gush of cunt cream. Vicky's plan was working out like a dream…

June was finding it very hard to control herself. His wet sucking of her nipple felt incredibly good, and she was grinding her wet twat lustily around his jerking finger. She had wanted not to respond, not to show him she liked it, but she couldn't hold back any longer. She was just having too much fun.

She reached around behind her and touched his prick.

Somehow it seemed smaller than usual, but perhaps that was because he had no hard-on yet. In her lust, June overlooked details. What she wanted was to play wickedly with his cock, get him hard, feel him inside her. She boiled for it, ached to be fucked. She hadn't been so horny for her husband in years.

She curled her fingers around his limp warm silky cock and started to pump it. He gasped and sighed. It was fun holding his cock, playing with it. She'd wanted to do it for years, but she'd thought it was wicked and unladylike. To hell with that. Prom now on she was going to be a liberated woman and have fun for a change.

Kent trembled with delight and lusty excitement as his mother picked up his limp peter and started to play with it. He'd never expected her to do that, and it got him really hot. He seized her other breast and brought the soft nipple up to his mouth and started to tongue it. She whimpered her approval.

He dug his stiff finger deeper and deeper into her cunt. She was wider than Vicky; of course, but much hotter and wetter. He felt the satiny lining of her blazing sheath, and he longed to get his cock in there, to ball his voluptuous mother…

June felt his cock going suddenly hard and red-hot in her hand. It lurched into erection, straining at the confining grip of her fingers, and it throbbed with a life of its own. It was good and stiff now, and she wanted it inside her as fast as possible.

Her pride kept her from asking for it, however. She still remembered vividly what she'd seen that afternoon – Rod naked and leering, pumping his cock in that little whore Vicky. No, she was not going to ask him to fuck her. Let him do the asking. She pumped his prick faster, wanting to get him hopelessly aroused.