Carl Ross - Boy-loving Mother

His eyes bugged out like he had never seen a bare cunt before. And I was reasonably sure he had not. I knew for goddamn sure he'd never seen a beautiful woman like me spread out on a bed next to him, panting and hot for his cock.

I squeezed his darling young cock-that rippling, bony hard-on-in my hand, getting more anxious every second myself to enjoy a fuck at the hands of still another horny young teenager.

Indeed it had been a lucky stroke that had brought young Donnie Smith by to see Georgie just when he did. Otherwise, I might never have gotten another boy's cherry… and he might not have gotten his cock sucked damn near right off-his smooth young body!

That's another whole episode in my story… my biography of a boy-lovin' mom!

"OK, Donnie, it's time for you to lose your virginity, my young darling," I purred, stroking his young hard-on. "Take your clothes off, and Momma will give you a nice fucking. Be a good boy, let me see your sweet prick… let me taste the heat of your hard and horny young cock!"

Almost in a trance, speechless and wide-eyed, young Donnie Smith started peeling off his clothes. He picked up speed as he undressed, until finally he was ripping away at his shoes and socks, and then he yanked down his undershorts.

He was built pretty damn nice, too, like my other teenage fucker, Georgie Downs. Both of them were big for their age. Donnie had a lovely cock, too, just like Georgie. His engorged prick stood out hard and straight from his loins, like it was straining on its leash, trying to fight its way to my hot, open cunt.

He had dark hair and dark eyes, and his boyish, impish manner and smoldering good looks made my cunt burn with passion.

Then suddenly he came to me. He fairly pounced onto the bed and all over me. He was overeager, fidgety, his mind racing with the excitement of his first piece of ass. It made me excited, too, to know I was going to break in another young kid to the ways of fucking.

Fucking teenage boys was beginning to get into my blood. I wondered for a brief instant if I could ever be satisfied again with anybody other than a teenage boy virgin I found those young, hard, nervous studs so fucking thrilling.

Donnie covered me with his body. His hands grasped my tits and began squeezing them in his fingers, sucking hard on my left one. The

soft tit-flesh oozed between his fingers and he kneaded it agilely, satisfying his own craving and turning my tits into a pair of hot centers of erotic pleasure.

I felt wondrous, flashing aches of hot sweetness go rushing over me, swirling in my tits, setting my brain on fire.

His young, wet, slobbering lips fell over one of my big, hard nipples… wetting it with lots of warm spit… and his tongue began licking quickly all over that hard, erect nub of eroticism.

He sucked hard, gobbling at my tit as though he were thirsty, just like he sucked his own mother's tit as a baby. And just as I had nursed Johnny. It turned us both on.

I didn't give a shit what psychiatrists might say about all this… like maybe I secretly wanted to fuck my own son… shit like that. I didn't give a damn about any of that psychological crap at a time like this. I just knew that young Donnie Smith was making my body respond to his tit-sucking like no man had ever been able to get me to respond.

Certainly, my husband never turned me on like these kids had done. All I wanted right now was to feel Donnie's hands and his mouth all over my body..:. and then to feel his

hard, rampaging cock fucking hell right out of my trembling, hot cunt.

His body pressed against me with a ferociousness that made me tingle and my nerves jangle from head to toe. His hands and his mouth on my tits sent shiver after shiver racing all through my undulating body.

"All over me, darling," I murmured, my eyes half-closed. "Lick me all over. Suck my tits, but touch me everywhere. And lick my tummy, and my legs, and everyplace you'd like to put your lovely tongue!" I wanted it in my cunt, but I didn't want to frighten him off.

He went faster, flicking his tongue over and around my big, luscious tits. He put down a thick film of spit in an ever-widening circle around my tits. My jiggling mounds of hot tit swayed under his eager tongue. When he pressed, ever so tenderly, with the rigid tip of his tongue, the delicate flesh of my tits yielded to him in a most delicious, erotic fashion.

His hands moved over me, down to my waist, brushing my hot flesh, and I swooned under the sensations stirred by his gentle young fingers. They were strong and firm, yet gentle and full of tendemess. Fucking Donnie was going to be like another dream come true.

I couldn't wait for his hard cock to go ramming deep into my wet cunt.

"Hurry, my young darling," I whispered. "I need your cock. I can't wait much longer. You make my body so fucking hot!"

Donnie moved down a little, letting his tongue lick over my smooth, tucked-in waist and down- my sides. I squirmed then. It was sensitive along my ribs and I felt a squishy, piercing ache of sweet pleasure as he licked quickly over my flesh.

Shivers swirled up my sides, across my hot, gently rolling tits, and set my hard nipples churning… full of fierce, aching desire.

Then I felt his tongue flicking along the edge of my downy, blonde pussy, and along the soft, exciting flesh of my inner thigh. I heard him moan as he got there, and I hoped against hope that he would not be afraid to suck my cunt.

He began licking faster and faster… up and down my legs and right into my crotch, even into my cunt-hair!

But when I spread my legs wide, and moaned like I was insane with hunger for his tongue, he backed off, I felt crestfallen… my cuntlips quivering and jerking in spasms of hot aniticipation.

He was too timid to touch his warm, soft

lips to my pink cunt. But I didn't despair for long. I vowed I'd break him into cunt-licking later. Right now, I was ready for a fuck… and I knew he was, too.

"Shove it to me, big boy!" I grunted hoarsely. My eyes were closed, and my legs were up in the air. I spread my legs as wide as I could, and felt him climbing in between them, his hard-on brushing against the tingling flesh of my leg.

He fitted between my soft thighs perfectly. I took his hard cock in my hand and felt its ample girth, its hot hardness.

Holding his beautiful young hard cock firmly in my hand, I rubbed k against my feverish clit. I slid it up and down over my hot nub felt exquisite stabs of delicious pleasure race up through my loins… until I couldn't stand anymore.

His cock-head was smeared with gobs of hot cuntjuice from my slippery cunt-lips. Then I placed that bulging, wide plum of a cock-head right inside my soft, pink cunt-lip folds and turned the rest over to my young teenage stud.

"Go, baby, fuck that luscious hard cock to me!" I cried. I opened up completely, giving my body to him, yet guiding him every step of the way as we prepared to fuck our heads off.

Donnie was panting and gasping, hotter than-hell, and full of enthusiasm and nervous excitement for his maiden fuck.

He straightened up, his weight on his hands and knees, in the classic "push-up" stance.

He braced himself and then gave one hard shove with his hips. And he Jammed that hard, long cock of his straight into my hot cunt.

I felt it go soaring into my torrid cunt and right up as far as his long cock-shaft could take him. His loins slammed into my crotch as his balls and his rampaging loins stopped him from shoving it farther. He was like a young bull the way he powered that steely-hard prick into my ripe, wet cunt.

I was glad my pussy was so wet, so soft and pliant. If I was a virgin, with a tight, dry cunt, I could have been torn apart.

Donnie rammed and shoved his rigid prick to me right off the bat. He didn't seem to know his own strength. His adrenaline was flowing so hard that he didn't realize his prick was fucking me savagely… furiously… without let-up… without regard for anything except his own incredible craving for hot cunt.