Unknown - Tale of two mothers

"Because I think it would be fun for you," Margaret giggled. "And I think it would be nice if the four of us could all start fucking together eventually. Patty just needs a little more persuasion. Your cock is an awfully good persuader, honey. I know that for a fact. Will you promise to see her tomorrow, Henry? And give Patty a good humping?"

"Yeah!"

"That's a good boy." Margaret whimpered, feeling her pussy throbbing around his cock. She wrapped her legs around his back, bucking in a frenzy of lust. "Now fuck your mother, Henry! Hard, lover, fuck your mother hard!"

"Oh, oh! Fuck your mother, Walter! Fuck Mommy's horny pussy! Harder, Mommy's going to cum now! Fuck Mommy's cunt as hard as you can!"

Patty was on her back, her legs up in the air, whimpering and moaning as her son labored on top of her. Walter had been ready to go to school when he'd decided he wanted another fuck in his mother's pussy. She'd protested at first, as she always did, but he'd had little trouble persuading her to lie on her back and spread her legs.

His pants were bunched around his ankles. His schoolbooks were on the floor, next to the bed. Walter fucked his mom fast and hard, not even thinking about her pleasure, concentrating only on making the cock juice spurt up from his balls as soon as he could.

"Fuck Mommy's pussy, fuck Mommy!" Patty locked her arms around his shoulders, fucking her ass off the bed in a frenzy of passion. "Harder! Mommy's so horny! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, I'm cumming now! Fuck your mother, I'm cumming, cuuummmiiinnnggg!"

Walter grunted, coming down hard, ramming his prick deep inside his mother. Then the milk-white cock sap flooded out of his balls, raining into his mother's cunt channel, flooding her buttery pussy with juice. Walter kept fucking furiously, shuddering as the last droplets of spunk burned from the head of his cock. Then he popped his enormous fuck organ out of her hairy cunt slit and wiped it off insolently on her inner leg.

"See you later today, Mom."

He pulled up his pants, picked up his school books and left. Patty remained on her back on the bed, fully clothed, her skirt hiked up to her waist to give her son access to her cunt. Her pussy hole was all wet and swollen from the torrid fucking he'd just given her, and she could feel his sticky cock juice seeping out of it, matting in the dense curls fringing her cunt.

She'd been reduced to nothing, Patty thought. Her need for constant fucking was now so strong that her son could easily persuade her to lie on her back and spread her legs any time his cock got hard. All she could think of was the constant need in her wet, creamy cunt.

Patty put her hand on her steaming pussy, feeling all the cum juice seeping out of the slit. The next thing she knew, she was fingerfucking again, rubbing her fat little clit, thinking about how good it felt when her cunt stretched around her son's cock.

"Unh, unhg! Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny pussy! Unh, unh, need to cum!"

This time her son wasn't with her in the house. It was one in the afternoon and Patty was still fingerfucking. She sprawled on her living room sofa, staring blankly at a game show droning on the television set in front of her. Her terry robe was open, exposing her huge tits and her wet, hairy pussy. Patty wiggled her ass on the couch as she moved her hand between her thighs, rubbing and stroking her hard, aching clit.

"Fuck me, fuck me…"

The doorbell interrupted her. Patty considered not answering it at all. It was probably just a door-to-door salesman, and whatever he'd want to sell her wouldn't be half as important as satisfying her wet cunt. At last, reluctantly, she rose, tied the sash holding the robe together, and went to see who it was.

The visitor was a boy just about Walter's age. Patty squinted at him, wondering why his face looked so familiar.

"Yes?" She held the door open, automatically drawing the robe tight across her tits.

"Hi," the boy said. He smiled. "My name's Henry. You know my mom, Margaret Kelly?"

Patty flushed, instantly feeling a cold sense of trepidation. What reason could Margaret have for sending her son to visit her?

"Y-yes, I know her," Patty stammered. "What do you want to see me about?"

"Well, it's not too good to explain it out here." Henry smiled, seeming very calm. "Do you mind if I come in and talk to you for a minute? Thanks…"

He walked past her, entering her home without permission. Patty hesitated, then shut the door and followed him into the living room, where she found that Henry had already made himself comfortable on the couch. He wore only a T-shirt and cut-off, and Patty felt her cunt getting wet again as she stared at the sumptuous bulge behind his zipper. God, what kind of slut had she turned into? It had gotten to the point that even glimpsing a bulging prick could make her horny.

"Man!" Henry sat up on the couch, sniffing. "This whole hose smells like wet pussy!"

"What on earth!" Patty gasped. She gaped at him dismay, blushing fiercely, automatically holding her robe tighter. "How… how dare you say such a disgusting thing to me?! Get out of my home this instant!"

"Aw, that's okay," Henry grinned. "I didn't mean anything by it. I guess you were playing with yourself when I came over, huh?"

"You're disgusting. Get out of my home."

"Take it easy."

Then, Henry shocked her again, calmly unzipping his cut-offs and pulling them off. Now he was naked from the waist down except for his tennis shoes. His prick was enormous and stiffening rapidly, swelling with blood and jism in little jerks. Henry took his cock in hand and stared intently at her body.

"See, my mom told me how horny you are, Mrs. Wayne," he said. "She said you'd be a good person to see if I wanted to get my cock sucked. I really like a good blow job, Mrs. Wayne. I decided to take the day off from school to come over here, to see if you could give me one. How about it?"

"What-what-what do you think you're doing?"

"Just asking to get my cock sucked. That's all."

And then Henry wrapped his fingers around his enormous fuck organ, stroking it hard and fast. Patty stared in disbelief and growing passion as the meaty prick swelled stiffer and stiffer. Soon it was as hard as an iron bar, every bit as enormous as her own son's cock.

"I know you went down on my mom, Mrs. Wayne," Henry said calmly. "I know it's because of how much you like to suck on things. So, why don't you just suck my cock, too? It's really a big one, isn't it? Why don't you put it in your mouth, Mrs. Wayne, and see hot it tastes?"

Patty's mind was reeling. She'd never met a grown man who was so aggressive, let alone a lad who was young enough to be her own son. Helplessly she stared at Henry's big boner, watching it pulse as he jacked it with his fist. Her pussy tingled as she thought of how intensely satisfying it would be to suck a big, hard cock this afternoon, to satisfy her constant craving for stiff prick with a nice, spicy bellyfull of spunk.

"Come on, Mrs. Wayne. You know you want to."

Patty dropped to her knees. She couldn't believe she was doing it, couldn't believe her craving for hard cock had grown so strong that she would suck off any arrogant stranger who asked for it. Henry smiled knowingly, stepping closer. Now his big cock was right in front of her face. Patty wrapped her fingers around the root, staring at the tip. Cum juice was leaking out of it. She sighed as she jacked the huge cock slow and hard, making the piss hole open up, oozing more jizz.

"That feels good, Mrs. Wayne."

Patty popped the cock knob into her mouth and started licking and sucking. It was good, tasty prick to suck, with cum sap nearly as rich and delicious as her own son's. Patty made gurgling, slobbering sounds as she nursed contentedly on the giant cock, shutting her eyes, blocking out her shame as she concentrated on the taste and feel of the prick between her lips.