Carl Ross - Boy-loving Mother

Those hot balls of his were slamming against the furry patch between my ass and my cunt… and against my asscheeks, driving me up the wall with that fast, steady thump of his loose, nut-filled sac against my hot flesh.

He had big balls, and they held a lot of hot cum. I swore he emptied them in me the first time, but now he was pouring out so much hot cum… drenching my whole crotch… the deep and cavernous pockets of my sizzling-hot cunt… and the lovely jism was seeping out and oozing over my pussy and his thick cock-hair as well.

For that matter, his boiling cum was bubbling up and blanketing us just as thickly. He had shot so much cum into me that it completely engulfeel any space inside my cunt that wasn't already filled with his hard cock.

When my cunt was full, the cum had no place to go, of course, except out around the sides of his fast-fucking cock. It squished and oozed out and spread its hot sauce-like goodness all over my pussy-hair and my thighs, and dripped down over his own flopping balls.

We were both so slippery in the crotch that our bodies were sliding deliciously against each other as we both demanded and got the fucking tribute we each were demanding from the other.

"Don't stop, baby," I urged, never taking my legs from around his back, as his cum shot from him in smaller wads. But I need not have worried.

Georgie didn't let up at all with his hot prick. He let it go on its own, lunging, speeding in and out of my sloshy, smooth, warm pussy. He was fucking me beautifully, satisfying me beyond my wildest fucking dreams… filling my cunt and stroking my clit with an expertise I'd never felt before.

I felt like I was in the middle of a cascading river of cum… being carried along on the churning rapids… with sticky, hot, thick cum spattering my face, my eyes… splashing into my mouth and eyes and ears. His hard-fucking cock rocked my body and added to the delicious fantasy.

It took Georgie and I quite a long time to come down from our mountaintop of rapture. I slowly relaxed and unwound my legs from around Georgie's back, and lay back on the

bed… my legs splayed out flat, wide apart, on the rumpled sheets.

He still rode his hot cock inside my cunt, but more gently, steadily, with greater precision and less animal urgency. He became a warm, gentle lover who kept my clit stimulated, my libido warm, but nourished all the motherly, cuddling tendencies within me.

I looked up at him my eyes glowing with satisfaction and completely fulfilled lust. "You are so good to me, Georgie, my baby," I whispered, "You take care of my cunt so beautifully. You fuck me so good!"

My whole body felt as though a warm blanket of his sweet cum had been spread over it. I wiggled deliciously and pulled him down to rest over my soft, curvaceous body, pushing against my big, voluptuous tits.

Then the doorbell rang.

Georgie's hard cock jerked from my hot cunt and he bounded form the bed. "Jesus!" he said, "Who the hell is that? I hope it's not my father and mother!"

"I'm sure it's not, Georgie," I said, trying to calm him down. "I don't think they'd ring the doorbell."

He rushed down the stairs, so upset he forgot to even put on a robe. "Georgie," I

yelled to him, holding a robe in my hand that I found on the back of a chair. But it was too late. He was already downstairs.

I ran to the top of the stairs and saw him looking out a window. It was still only a little after seven in the evening, and it was still light out. He turned around and started back to the stairs again.

"There's no one out there," he said. "It must have been Archie Keller, the paperboy. Probably went on when I didn't answer right away."

I went back to the bedroom and crawled into bed, so I didn't hear what happened next. But Georgie told me later that at just that moment, the back door had opened and Donnie Smith, another friend of his and Johnny's, walked in.

Donnie's eyes widened and a grin came over his face when he saw Georgie, his long cock hanging down all wet and swollen.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing without any clothes on?" he asked. "And your cock is all wet! You been jerking off all day while your parents are away?"

He laughed hard, pointing at Georgie's hot cock and doubling over, almost in hysterics.

Georgie's mind was racing. He wasn't so

terribly embarrassed about Donnie seeing him naked. After all, his cock hung out in gym class showers and every boy in the freshman class was aware of how big his prick was. And besides that, almost every boy in school jerked off a lot. They all did it and they were aware of each other's need to play with their hot young cocks.

When I didn't feel Georgie's warm flesh beside me back in bed for longer than I wanted to be without him, and his sweet cock, I got up and went back to the top of the stairs.

"Hey, Georgie darling," I called down softly, in my sexiest voice "Come on back, baby. What's keeping you? I need some more of your luscious hot young cock. Come and fuck me some more, sweetheart!"

I guess that must have just about made poor Georgie's hard-on fall off.

Donnie's eyes opened wide, his mouth fell slack, and Georgie told me later he looked like he'd just been hit by a bucket of wet shit. But it didn't take him long to recover, that's for goddamn sure.

"Who the fuck is that, Georgie?" he asked, his voice full of excitement and astonishment. "Are you really fucking some cunt upstairs?"

Before Georgie could stop him, Donnie was

rushing past him, through the house and up the stairs.

"Get back here, goddamn it, Donnie!" Georgie yelled. "Don't go up there, you fucking bastard!"

But Donnie would pay no attention to him. I heard the heavy footsteps bounding up the stairs, and my cunt gurgled with anxiety, full of wet juices and hot for another fuck. I thought it was Georgie hurrying up to fuck his hard pack into my cunt once more.

Then Donnie appeared in the doorway of Georgie's room and he saw me spread out on the bed, my big tits tingling with goose pimples, and my hairy cunt wide open and waiting for my lover's young stiff prick.

"Holy fucking shit!" Donnie screamed. "Mrs. Burgess! Jeeesus Christ!"

As surprised as we both were, I couldn't help laughing at the incredulous look on Donnie's face. He was absolutely dumfounded to see my naked body, with all my shapely curves and my big, billowing tits spread out like I was a bitch in heat.

Donnie had been in my house many times visiting my son Johnny. I had feel him milk and cookies when he was much younger. Now, it occurred to me suddenly, I'd have to feed

him some of my hot cunt, and my big, soft tits, if I was to keep him from blabbing it all over town that I had been fucking and sucking Georgie.

That wouldn't insure that he would keep quiet, of course, but if he had some hard fucking himself with a thirty-four-year old mother of a schoolmate, he would certainly be inclined to keep it to himself if he wanted to stay out of trouble. I knew his old man would slap hell out of him if he found out the kid had fucked me.

"Come over here, Donnie, baby," I said softly. "I want to see how you're hung. I'll bet you've got a nice hard cock there between your legs."

Slowly, reluctantly, he edged over next to the bed. Sure enough, his cock was pushing hard against the crotch of his pants.

When he got close enough, I reached over and ran my palm firmly along the long, hard outline of his hot cock. He was throbbing with excitement, his hard prick sticking out there for all the world to feel… or almost, anyway. At that moment, I was his world.

He said nothing, just gazed at my radiant, soft body… all shimmering with a thin film of perspiration for the hard fuck Georgie had given me… my tits jiggling… my pink

cunt-lips open and inviting.