Brad Morgan - Two moms for fun

She hadn't told Angela that she and her own son, Kevin, had been fucking regularly for years. Angela and Tony weren't like that.

"Does he feel like coming over here?" Brenda asked. "Did you tell him?"

"Wait a minute." After another long pause, Angela giggled and said, "Tony says, warm up your cunt, he'll be right over."

"Warming up my cunt, that's his job," Brenda said. "Send him over."

It wouldn't need much warming up. She had been thinking about fucking Tony all morning. It seemed like that was all she thought about anymore. He was just a dumb kid, but something about his raw, animal maleness turned her on.

She slipped out of her jeans and sweater, planning to put on something sexy, like a black negligee, but then she figured, what the hell? He knew what she wanted. Why waste time? She would answer the door naked.

She paused before the full-length mirror in the hall, studying her nakedness critically. Her body was as slim and lithe as it had been at eighteen. Her tits weren't very big, but they were just as high-set and firm as they had been then. She didn't think Tony would be disappointed. She was thinking about undoing her thick braids and combing out her long red hair when the doorbell rang. She wouldn't have time.

She opened the door without even checking. Christ! What if it was the mailman, or a Jehovah's Witness? She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Tony standing there, smirking as he eyed her slowly up and down. Barefoot and bare chested, he looked as if he had just rolled out of bed and fallen into his jeans. She saw that he hadn't even zipped his fly.

"Hi, Mrs. Moran. You got red cunt-hair, too, huh? I always wondered."

"Don't talk," she said, pushing open the screen and drawing him in. He looked like a Greek God, but he spoiled it when he spoke; she could get better conversation by dialing the weather. "I have other plans for your mouth."

"Me, too," he started to say, but she cut him off with a kiss. While they were kissing she deftly undid the top button of his fly and pushed his jeans down. Hi wore no underwear. His cock was every bit as big as she had hoped, and it was stiff as a baseball bat.

She pulled him down onto the rug with her and capped his cock with her lips. She sucked hungrily, loving the taste and the feel of a big, young prick in her mouth, a prick that was chock-full of lust and juice. She slurped in half its hard length and began sliding it in and out of her mouth, licking it on its inward and outward strokes.

She was shocked to discover that it tasted strongly of cunt. She was sure that Tony had been home all morning. As far as she knew, Angela was the only woman at home next door. Maybe one of Tony's girls had spent the night. That seemed unlikely, considering how straight and square Angela Juliano pretended to be, but it was a lot likelier than the idea that Tony had been fucking his mother. She decided not to worry about it. She liked the taste of cunt almost as much as the taste of cock.

Tony needed no coaching to get his curly black head between her legs. She spread them wide to let him get at ha cunt. Just by looking at Brenda's cunt, nobody could have told that she was the thirty-plus mother of two children. It was plump and pink and prim as a virgin's.

She tickled Tony's big balls with her fingers while she sucked his cock. They felt hot and hard, the skin firm and springy. Using all her skill, and with a little fuck, she knew from experience that she could make a kid his age come a dozen times in the long and leisurely course of an afternoon's fucking.

Tony's cunt eating outdid her wildest expectations. He knew how to handle a cunt. He licked his way slowly up one plump lip and down the other. His strokes were slow, but he fluttered his tongue constantly all the while, like the wings of a butterfly pattering against a flower. His hands moved very gently but firmly on the exquisite contours of her pink and white ass. She knew he loved her ass from the way he handled it, and his flattery translated itself into electrical tingles in her superheated cunt.

He was too busy enjoying her cunt with his mouth and playing with her ass with his hands to pay any attention to her hot tits, but she got a kick out of rubbing her hard nipples against the hard-ribbed washboard of his flat belly.

When she took Tony's big cock out of her mouth for a moment, meaning to go down and lick his balls, a glittering strand of cock-juice united the tip of his prick to her sensuous lower lip. She smeared the juice around the big ball at the end of his cock with her thumb, peeling his cock gently with her other hand.

Tony's hot tongue-stroking on her inflamed cunt became deeper and firmer. He pressed his tongue down between her cunt-lips to sample the hot juice brimming up from Brenda's percolating cunt-hole. She gave his tongue a good, hard squeeze with her cunt, letting him know what she had in stare for his big prick once he got around to sticking it in her cunt, and he murmured with anticipation.

She sucked his balls into her mouth, delighting in the softness of his curly, luxuriant cock hair. His balls were so big that she could barely tit them inside her mouth with any room left to wiggle her tongue around. And a hot flash simmered in her cunt as she pictured all the creamy cum they must hold, enough cum to fill her mouth and her cunt and her asshole at least three times over, with still some cum left to splash all over her hot tits.

Brenda loved to lick men's balls, but even more than that, she loved to suck their cocks, and she couldn't resist the temptation to leave his balls alone for the moment and go back to give Tony's big cock the sucking it deserved. She sucked it just as hard as she could, pumping it and peeling it with her lips while she licked it with her tongue and grazed it with her teeth. When Brenda threw a blow-job, she used everything she had.

Long before she expected it, Tony's cock went off like a firehose, blasting so much thick, hot cum into her mouth that she had to swallow fast to keep from choking on the ropy fluid. She sucked for more, and just when she thought she had gotten every last possible drop, Tony's cock gave a last, surprising pump that was even greater than the first. He groaned against her cunt while he was coming in her mouth, and the vibration of his voice was just the extra touch that she needed to make her come, too.

"Eat my cunt some more," she urged when it seemed that he was beginning to slack off. "Lick my ass, too, and my asshole. I know you're an ass man. I bet that'll get your cock up again."

The horny teenager murmured eager agreement as she lifted her long, lithe legs and flung them over his shoulders to expose her ass to his lips and tongue. Lying back and tilting her head, she could watch him in the hall mirror as he ran his tongue greedily up and down the deep cleft of her ass and tickled her asshole with its flickering tip. Her cunt was red from the pressure of his mouth, and it gleamed with spit and cunt-juice in the sunlight that filtered through the venetian blinds.

Tony Juliano was ready for anything, Brenda was delighted to discover, and he stuck his tongue right up her asshole. Sometimes – like now, for instance – it seemed that her asshole could get every bit as hot as her cunt, just itching for cock, and his wet, wiggling tongue partly cooled that itch. He gripped her ass more firmly now with his big, strong hands, kneading it and squeezing it while she clenched and unclenched her voluptuous ass-cheeks to give him a special thrill.

But before very long Tony was right back at work on her hot cunt again, his nose pressing her cunt-button, his chin pushing hard at her asshole, and his tongue stuck just as far into her cunt as it could possibly go. She ruffled, his gleaming black hair affectionately, then grabbed one of his muscular arms and dragged his hand up to play with her right tit.