M. DeSantis - Her Foxy Mom

"Don't – don't stop – please!" Tim gasped childishly, his tone so servile and pleading that it almost – but not quite – turned Charlene off.

She grinned at him smugly – and then turned to smile gloatingly at her mother. Her mother merely made a little pro forma diplomat's headbow towards her and continued watching.

But Charlene noticed how stiff her mother's nipples were and the way the older woman shifted on the waterbed's edge – as if she had a terrible itch inside her pussy and wanted to scratch it surreptitiously.

Charlene quickly got up on her haunches, then crouched over him with one foot planted firmly on the floor to each side of the young stud's quivering thighs. Her pussy gaped open above him, his cock pointing up at it as if his prick were going blast off in a trans-cunt injection orbit.

Charlene reached down with now expert fingers and gripped his cock about halfway down, keeping its aim true. Slowly, then, she began to lower herself onto his turgid meat.

At first her labia resisted the invasion by so much hard male rigidity. But then she had the other hand between her legs, her fingers spreading the delicate petals of her vaginal flower. She dropped a shade lower – and then the swollen joint was wedging between her pussy lips.

"Oh, cripes, yes – I love you, Charlene!" Tim blurted out.

Charlene would have been annoyed at such infantilism on his part if she'd heard what he said. But she didn't. Because she was making a bit of noise herself.

"Uhh – ahh – yessssss – oh! – Ohhhhhh…"

Deeper and deeper, she absorbed Tim's stiff member into the warm, wet receptiveness of her long-suffering quim. This was what she'd been craving all the live-long day – and now that she was finally getting what she wanted, she knew it had been well worth waiting for.

She felt every loving inch of his dick sliding into her cunt – as many inches as Derek, it seemed, and more! And his cock was hard, hard as iron, hard as carved ivory, hard as steel, hard and warm and soft at the same time. She dropped her loins still lower on him, impaling herself on the fleshy cock spear. His dong's pulpy head had probed far up into Charlene's contracting belly when she finally settled the silken smoothness of her tightly molded ass cheeks onto Tim's uppermost thighs.

For a moment the two of them simply remained like that, locked together with his rigid bar of flesh locked deep inside her palpitating cunt.

And then Charlene began to move.

She raised herself slowly up above him, higher and higher until only the very tip of his stiff meat was still trapped in her exquisite cunt stricture. She hesitated there, hovering, seemingly balanced atop his hard cock – and then Charlene plummeted furiously down the slippery pole, whooping with pleasure.

Tim grunted, shivered beneath her as Charlene ground her fieryhaired pussy about the base of his prick, bearing down all of the marvelously talented muscles at the entrance of her cunt. She corkscrewed her ass a quarter-revolution in each direction, moving back and forth about the axle rod of the young stud's pulsating dick.

She raised herself back up, jerking her hips back so the broad, hard back of his dick would rub against the stiffly erected nubbin of her clitoris, treating herself to even more intense pleasures.

Up, and then down again, each stroke becoming more urgent as she felt the orgasm rising between her nubile hips, Charlene was flashing her softly haired cunt on the ramrod of Tim's cock like some pumping machine gone mad.

At the top of one stroke, she suddenly stopped. Tim gasped and jerked beneath her.

But then Charlene began to shift, moving her long legs with graceful ease, never losing her cunt grip on Tim's dick, she began to spin herself about until – - she was facing his feet!

Now she put her hands on his thighs, just above his knees, maintaining her balance as she ratcheted her hips up and down. This time his prick was running into her at a different angle. Now the thick upper back of his rigid prick was rubbing against the rearmost section of her pussy, spreading the lips at the back of her cunt rather than the front. Still, the sudden tightening of her labia drew her lower lips across her throbbing, protruding clitoris – and the pleasure was as intense, if more diffuse.

As for Tim, he was treated to the sight of Charlene's lovely little ass rising and falling above him. He could quite clearly see his own thick prick disappearing into the sheath of her hot young cunt with each downstroke, only to be revealed again as she rose. His eyes fastened on the sight of her buttocks clenching and rippling, the flawlessly smooth skin moving eloquently in her eager workings above the sturdy spike of his dick.

Her legs were gradually spreading as she pumped his dick so that she was pounding her ass with increasing strength onto his abdomen at every stroke.

But slowly, Charlene raised her head and focused her eyes on her mother. She saw the woman staring, gape-mouthed, with one hand between her legs and rubbing the heavily furred lips of her own cunt. Even as she watched, Charlene saw her mother thrust one, then two, and then three fingers into her cunt and begin pumping them in and out.

But then her attention was returned fully to Tim because deep inside her cunt, his cock had begun to jerk and spasm, swelling larger within the confines of her lightly furred quim. It seemed as if the head of his prick were going to penetrate all the way up through her womb and belly. Charlene could feel every throb of his hot blood through the stiff length of his cock as clearly as if it belonged to her, and not him.

The pleasures grew inside her, the tension intensifying – and then Charlene's hips went wild.

She powered up and down over his prick, faster and harder than before, racing to reach her own explosion before the hard dong inside her blasted its load of come.

She slammed her pussy and ass down onto Tim with frantic force. All along the length of his raging dick the inner muscles of her cunt began a spasming, fluttering dance aimed at milking his cock and balls of their load of steaming hot cream.

Tim gasped – and then arched, jabbing his dong still deeper into her. His balls flexed within their hairy sac and then his penis rocked inside her cunt. And then her twat was being filled with ample proof of the good-looking young stud's revivified virility.

Charlene felt the gush of warm juice inside her, splattering hard into her cunt and against the firewall entrance to her womb. Her hands tightened on his thighs till her knuckles whitened with the pressure. Her ass tightened powerfully, the pert, molded cheeks squeezing together. And her cunt tightened – tightened like a cock-deep vise.

Every muscle in her body tensed. She came slowly up till she was vertical above him. Charlene was sucking in a single, prolonged breath, her chest heaving outward, her tits capped with blood-engorged red nipples, actually seeming to expand until she seemed ready to burst.

And then all of that indrawn breath came out with an explosive grunt. Her hips shuddered and spasmed above him while within his dick was drenching her cunt with the last dregs of the load sustained in his oversized young testicles.

As the orgasm blasted through her, Charlene was hyperaware of the moisture pouring down the insides of her tightly strung thighs – a combination of her own abundant pussy juices and Tim's overflowing come.

The strength suddenly seemed to leave her. Even as she felt Tim's formerly formidable dick beginning to shrivel and grow limp inside her twat, she was collapsing gently forward. As her attitude shifted above him, his cock began to slip out of her slit, pleasuring the insides of her swollen pussy lips even as it was withdrawn.

Tim merely lay beneath her, prone, gasping, completely drained of strength and semen.