David Crane: Between mother and son

Her lapper was going wild on the wall as she slurped up the cummy residue, adoring the taste and the tenure and the starchy aroma and, moat of all, thrilled by the knowledge that it was incest oil she was tasting.

She scooped a few gooey gobs up on her fingers, then slid her hand under the hem of her nightie and worked her son's spunk into her steaming cunthole.

She was so hot and horny she felt crazed.

She worked a blob of fizz into her trim little asshole, massaged more into her gaping pussy, and ducked down to lap more from the heavily sprayed wall.

She opened her nightie and thrust her fat tits out, holding them cupped in her hands and rubbing the swollen tips into the creamy spillage. She knew that Jeff must have emptied dozens of loads against that spying wall. There was enough fizz to fill a bucket, she figured.

She drenched both tit tips in it. The congealed stuff was starting to liquefy again on the heat of her tits. She lifted the globes and lowered her head, radiant face tipping down. She began to suck her son's slime from her own vibrant nipples, switching back and forth between those peaks as they exploded in her lips.

She nursed both nipples dry of spunk, and then rubbed them against the sticky wall again. Then she jerked her loins out. Kneeling with her knees apart and her cunt tilted up, she worked her pussy against the panels. Her cunt was blazing hot and flowing heavily. Her son's cum turned fluid and seeped into her slot and her cunt juice poured down the wall to replace the spunk she had lapped up.

The wall was glazed like a limestone cavern. How lucky it was that she hadn't given herself a hand job as usual that morning, thought Jessica.

Because she sure as shit had to now.

Jessica was hot enough to cream off quickly, had she wanted to. A few finger strokes up her fuck hole or a brisk rub on her clit would have brought her to the crest almost immediately. Her imagination had made her cunt incandescent with lust. But she wanted to linger over the job enjoying some self conducted foreplay while she continued to tantalize and titillate her hot body with her fevered mind. Cumming was, of course, the objective of a hand job, but that didn't mean that a woman couldn't enjoy a leisurely buildup and some prolonged play before she melted her pussy in a climax.

Avoiding her cunt for a while, she stroked her flanks and ran her hands up the insides of her trembling thighs. Her sexy nightie was open wide and flung back on her shoulders, her body arched so that her tits loomed out.

She began to feel her tits up, kneading and massaging the heavy globes and then drawing fingers and thumbs up the slopes to pull at the swollen tips.

Those taut nipples were like high-caliber bullets, exploding in her fingers. She lifted her tits in both cupped hands and dropped her face, flaming hair cascading about. Her tongue flicked at the hot buds, then, she nursed, on herself, switching from nipple to nipple. Jessica loved sucking her own tits.

She loved sucking other women's tits, as well, as far as that went. She was certainly not a lesbian, but because she admired her own curvaceous body so much, she was inclined to love any feminine body and always enjoyed a bit of dyking in a sort of wholesome way.

She lapped up her deep, slick cleavage and mouthed her tit caps some more. Then she leaned over lower and gazed into her pussy as she knelt, one knee raised high. Her cunthole was gaping open in a wide oval, the coral-pink lips folded back like the petals of a fleshy flower, exposing the darker meat of her inner cunt sleeve.

Cunt juice was pouring from her steamy pussy, lathering her groin and seeping down into the indentation of her ass crack. Trickles slid down her inner thighs. Her clit was as stiff as her tit tips, standing out from her cunt like a little pink log in a swamp.

She delicately opened her cuntlips wider, using only the tips of her fingers. She jerked her pussy up and her nostrils flared as she inhaled, breathing in the tantalizing fragrance of hot pussy perfume.

It made her mouth water.

She wished that she were limber enough to go down on her own cunt, to bend her voluptuous body right into a hoop and suck her own cunt. That fiery fuck hole was so aromatic that she just knew it would be delicious. She tantalized herself with fantasies of pussy sucking as she inhaled her sweet fumes and stared at her delicately creamed cunt.

But she knew that she couldn't manage to eat herself out, having tried it several times and frustratingly failed. When she got really hungry for pussy, all she could do was find some other lusty lady who was game for some mutual cunt diving. That was always a treat.

But today Jessica wasn't really thinking about girls. She was concentrating on her son and the only thought she had as far as cunt went was how wonderful it would be, now that she knew about his secret spy hole, to give the horny young boy plenty of opportunity to gaze at his mother's juicy cunt and to beat his meat as he did so.

She had already licked and, rubbed most of the cum film from the wall but there was still some left and she scooped a few gooey globs up on her fingertips. She worked her fingers into her cunthole and whimpered. In the heat of her fuck hole, the boy's jizz turned slippery again and her pussy absorbed it like a sponge.

The horny woman moaned at the knowledge that she had her own son's spunk in her cunt. Even if it had only been delivered by hand, it was a thrill.

She drew her hand back out of her pussy and brought it up to her lips. Her lapper flickered out and she tasted a succulent blend of Jeff's jizz and her own cunt cream. She licked avidly, then began to push her fingers into her mouth, sliding them in and out and bobbing her head up and down as if she were giving her hand a blow job.

She was pretending that she was sucking her son's prick just after it had been sunk up her cunt.

Jessica was really getting carried away with her naughty thoughts. Her mind was as hot as her body and her tongue was as horny as her clit.

She reached behind her ass, under the open nightie, and nudged her middle finger gently into the tight ring of her puckered asshole. Squirming, she worked the digit around in her sensitive shitter for a while. Then she returned her hand to her mouth. Sucking that soiled finger, she made believe it was Jeff's prick again, after it had been ramming up her ass chute.

She pushed her face up to the opening again, looking through into her own bedroom, imagining that she was Jeff and trying to guess just how the boy must feel when he played the peeper on his parents. Whatever he had felt in the past was damned well going to be intensified the next time. Jessica was going to make sure of that.

The wanton woman was truly enjoying her preliminary play and pretending, but her cunt was so steaming hot by this time that she just had to get her rocks off. If she didn't begin the fucking action, she knew that her pussy was just going to melt by itself, spilling her cunt cum down her thighs. Cumming felt better when she had something on which to cum, instead of simply creaming with an empty cunt.

She licked both hands again, then dipped them both down into her cunt. Tilting her wrist, she shoved four fingers of one hand up into her gooey pussy, stabbing them in to the knuckles and wriggling them around in that tight, slippery, clinging cream bowl.

She began to play with her clit with her other hand, strumming it with her fingertips, then pulling and rolling that tingling lust lobe.

She shuddered and whined and whimpered. Her clit was throbbing and her fat nipples echoed that pulsation. Waves of fiery feeling shot through her body. Her clit was humming like the vibrator she sometimes used on it, beginning to smolder like a fuse.