Bob Hawkins: Mommy made them

"Momma!"

The boy threw his ass into the air in shock as he felt his mother's fingernail tear at the sensitive lining of his ass. Falling, he tried again to twist free, and landed heavily on her hand. Charlene saw red pain-flashes of her own as her wrist doubled back-gasping in surprise, she pulled her hand out from beneath him and came off his cock.

"Jesus, Momma! You hurt me!"

Shit! Swallowing, Charlene settled back on one hip and stroked the boy's leg.

"I'm sorry, baby. I got carried away. I'm so fucking horny I'm about to go out of my god-damn mind!"

"I'm sorry, Momma, really. But I gotta rest. My cock won't get bard again for a while."

Shit fuck! "I can't wait, baby. I gotta have fucking relief right now!"

Charlene got up on all fours and lifted her leg over Howie's head, then settled back on his face.

Before the boy could react, his mother's sopping-wet open cunt settled onto his face. Charlene sighed with pleasure as Howie's nose pushed through her cunt-slit, rubbing her inner cunt-lips.

"Suck me, baby! Suck Momma's cunt!"

The youngster was forced to obey if he wanted to breathe. His ass bucked, his cock flopping across his groin, and his doubled bands pushed up at his mother's heavy ass, but as he gasped in reflex for air that wasn't available the lung pressure tried to turn her cunt-walls inside out.

"Suck me, Howie! Suck!"

Charlene rocked back and forth on the boy, moaning with delight. His mouth was inside her cunt now, her outer cunt-lips pushing across his cheeks. Her pussy-juice trickled into his ears. He swallowed as her bitter taste filled his throat and pushed his tongue up into her cunt. The effect was to make Charlene gasp as his cock worked against her sensitive cunt-lining.

"Oh, God Almighty! Oh, dear Jesus! Yes! Yes!"

Charlene's eyes were closed as she worked back and forth on the boy. She ignored his pushing hands, the way he twisted and turned in a frantic effort to free his face. Suddenly Ginger jumped up and tried to push her off.

"You're choking him! Jesus, you'll kill him!"

"Huh?" Charlene blinked and caught herself as Ginger shoved her forward, her hands on Howie's thighs. "Jesus, what are you doing?"

"You're smothering him!"

"Uh!" She craned her neck to look back as Howie sucked: in cunt-scented air through the inch of space she had allowed him. The boy's chest heaved.

"Oh, dear Jesus! Baby!"

"Cripes, Mom! I'll suck your cunt! But I can't do it if I'm dead!"

Pulling her ass forward, Charlene managed a laugh as she straightened and caught Ginger into the circle of her arm. She pulled the girl close and planted a kiss on her belly as the teenager stiffened, held her there when Ginger tried to pull away.

"I'm sorry, baby. Christ, I got carried away-you see how horny I am."

She kissed Ginger again, this time on her cunt, and pushed her tongue through the youngster's pudenda. She did it again, making her tongue into a fat prod that went halfway in and came up against the barrier of her cherry. Ginger gasped in surprise, but made no further attempt to pull away as Charlene rotated her head from side to side, tasting the girl's sweet young fuck-juices.

"Mmmmm, you taste good, Ginger!" she said, pulling her tongue out again. "But not as good as Howie!"

Charlene released the girl and arched her back to dive back down onto the boy's cock. He sucked in another breath as she gobbled him completely inside, taking his balls again, but there was no torment in this attack His mother laved his prick with her tongue and gently mouthed his balls, then came back to press her lips against the base of his cock-head, pushing the tip of her tongue into his piss-hole.

"Jeez, Mom! I told you sucking won't do any good. It'll get hard when it wants to get hard!" Charlene came off the boy's cock and worked her way back until she could settle her ass against the top of his head. His hair was soaked with her cunt-juice and he closed his eyes when several droplets ran into one. His nostrils flared at her stink.

"Oh, you'll get hard again, kiddo. At least, if you're anything like your old man, you will. For now, you can start Sucking me again. All I got to do to make your Pop's cock stand it straight is grind my pussy in his face!"

"Jeez! Does Pop suck your cunt?"

"He sure does. I don't know where your father is more talented-in his prick or with his mouth!"

"Well, I guess if Pop can do it, I can do it. At least, I'll try. But you gotta let me breathe!"

"Good boy! Limber up your tongue, ‘cause Momma's comin' on down!"

Charlene scrambled forward again until she could lower her pussy onto the boy's face. She kept the weight of her ass off him and supported herself on stiff arms and knuckles. Looking down her boy, she could see his chin rise and fall as his tongue came out and made the first tentative sweep around her outer cuntlips.

"Yeah, boy! Suck up Momma's pussy juice!"

Charlene closed her eyes as Howie grunted an answer, then stabbed his tongue through her inner cunt-lips. Not as experienced as his mother, he couldn't go as deep. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her down another inch or so to give himself more penetration, then drew out to sweep up and down through her cunt-slit until he caught her clit…

"Oh, yeah, baby! Suck Momma's clit!"

Howie wiggled his ass down a bit until he could capture her clit and suck it into his lips. Charlene gritted her teeth as fire exploded through the erect nubbin.

"Oh, sweet fucking Jesus Christ crapping on a crutch! Suck, baby! Suck Momma!"

The boy needed no encouragement. His fingertips rested lightly against his mother's flanks, and his head rose and fell in tiny strokes as he sucked on her. Holding her swollen clit between his lips, he swallowed again and again, and each time a spark jumped across Charlene's asshole until she suddenly farted.

"Ma! Jesus Christ!"

The boy protested as the hot ass-gas blasted across his face, releasing his mother's clit. Fists doubled, he tried to push her away. Aware that Ginger was stifling laughter, the contrite woman apologized.

"I'm sorry, baby, it was an accident. It won't happen again. Please, don't stop sucking me!"

"It hadn't better!"

Grumbling, Howie sucked her burning clit back into his mouth while Charlene's fuck-juices puddled on his chin and ran off, down both sides of his neck. Her ass-muscles twitched, humped against the sucking boy.

"Bite it, baby! Chew on it!"

His earlier revulsion at his mother's stink had vanished. Hearing her cry out in lust, the boy did as Charlene asked-he sucked her clit completely into his mouth, then bit down on the base of it.

"Harder, baby! Bite hard!"

Ginger stared in shock as the moaning woman writhed on top of her son's head, then moved around to where she could look between Charlene's legs. She saw her clit flash back into Howie's mouth, saw his teeth glisten for a moment as he bit down hard and worked them back and forth.

"Jesus fucking Christ! Yes! Yes!"

The boy's hands dug into his mother's flanks, and his head turned back and forth as he tortured her clit. Charlene screamed in pain and pleasure as he ground her flesh between his chewing teeth and gasped repeatedly as orgasm after orgasm exploded through her guts.

"Oh dear fucking God! God!"

The top of her bead felt like it was coming off as her blood boiled through her veins and arteries. Charlene started to fall forward, saved herself by grabbing Ginger's hips. She pulled the teenager forward, forcing her to step across Howie's hips to save herself from falling, and wrapped her hands around the girl's ass to yank her to where she could bury her face against Ginger's cunt.

"Mmmmm! Oh, sweet pussy! Good pussy!" Charlene sucked greedily against Ginger while Howie turned his-attention back to her pussy. The boy pulled his mother down to.where her cunt completely covered his-face again, and her cunt-juice trickled into his nostrils. His tongue stabbed deep.