Harry Stevens: Hot sister next door

His jism was more delicious than any Cindy had ever tasted, even Brad's. Not even her brother could produce the high quality cream that her climaxing son now fed her. Plus, there was so much of it. However, although Cindy had to struggle to keep up with the flood, she was determined to down every precious drop.

She succeeded. Indeed, by the time her son's balls were drained, she only wished there were more of his hot, young cum for her to drink.

But then Cindy quickly forgot about sucking any more cock. Because, when Randy's fuck tool slipped from her mouth, she saw how perfectly hard it remained. And immediately, fucking was on her mind.

"Put it in my cunt before you lose it," she urged.

"Lose my hard-on?" Randy scoffed. "I can keep my cock stiff for you all day, Mom!"

Moving down Cindy's naked body, Randy slid his narrow hips between her spread thighs. Unable to wait a second longer, his mother thrust at his prick with her anxious cunt, as if she were trying to devour his cock meat with her hairy lower jaws.

Her aim was perfect. Randy's cock surged exactly where it was supposed to go – straight up her pussy.

"Oooooh, it's so big!" Cindy squealed with delight when his prick was inside her. "Such a big cock for my hot cunt!"

She lifted her ass all the way off the bed to push toward her son, forcing his hard-on even deeper into her pussy. Now she could feel his knotty cockhead scraping against the entrance to her womb.

The thought of being fucked by the same boy to whom she'd given life, her cunt filled by him once again, made Cindy climax on the spot. Once she'd started coming, she couldn't stop. Orgasmically writhing beneath her son, she caused him to grab her tits in order to hang on for the ride.

While Randy bounced on top of her, his prick stabbed repeatedly into her pussy. The friction was nonstop, heightening Cindy's climax and stimulating Randy ever nearer to one of his own.

"Can't go on much more like this," he warned his mother. "Though I'd be able to fuck you a lot longer, but damn, your cunt won't let up for a second on my cock."

"Don't worry about coming too quick," Cindy told him. "I want your cunt in my pussy as soon as I can get it. Besides, you can always take it slower the next time. Like you said, you can keep your cock stiff for me all day."

"Right on!" Randy enthusiastically agreed. "What the hell am I worried about? I'm a stud!"

"But first things first," Cindy teased. "Like shoot my pussy full of so much of your cum that it runs down my legs."

"You mean like now?"

"Absolutely!" Cindy cried, squeezing her cunt even tighter around her son's cock when he fucked her with a final surge. "Come! Come!"

On cue, Randy's prick exploded with liquid fire at the depths of her cunt. Cindy had thought when she'd previously sucked him off that it wasn't possible for jizz to be any hotter. However, this load made the earlier one seem tame. It was scalding.

"Feels like I can't stop!" Randy croaked as his cock kept erupting.

"Don't try!" Cindy cried, craving every bit of teenaged cum she could capture in her pussy. "I want all I can get!"

Then Randy's chest was heaving, as he grunted like an animal with every additional burst from his prick. Soon, however, there was a calm. His balls finally emptied, Randy sprawled on top of his mother, breathing deeply right next to her ear. Down below, the excess cum from Cindy's thoroughly fucked cunt trickled in sticky ribbons down her inner thighs.

"Oh, my darling little motherfucker," she crooned to her temporarily exhausted son. "You were just perfect."

Next, as if by instinct, she coaxed his face toward one of her tits. His mouth immediately closed over her waiting nipple, and Randy sucked at his mother's tit.

This was getting to be a habit with her, Cindy realized. She'd nursed her brother last week and now the same today with Randy. Obviously there was something about incest that made her want to baby her lovers after they'd proved their manhood.

In any case, there was clearly an erotic connection between the two. For as Randy slurped at his mother's tits, his cock began to stiffen again in her cunt.

And Cindy started gently rolling her hips to tug at his reviving hard-on with her pussy. And before long, Randy was all man once more.

"Where's Daddy?" Tina Ryan asked her mother and brother on Sunday afternoon.

Thinking on her feet, Cindy quickly lied, "Oh, he got a call from his office. Some kind of emergency out of town at one of the branches. Had to leave with just enough time to pack."

"It's not fair," she whined. "My business is just as important as Daddy's. Couldn't he have taken a plane to where he was going?"

Finally, after more of Tina's complaining, Cindy sighed, "Why don't you just take some money from my purse and get a taxi to wherever you're going. We can afford it."

"On a date?" Tina objected. "No taxi's about to hang around a drive-in movie all night."

"Well, if it's a date, why do you need the car in the first place?" Cindy asked. "Isn't the boy supposed to drive?"

"He was," Tina shot back, still addressing her mother but glaring now out of the corner of her eye at Randy. "But the stupid jerk turned gutless when it came to standing up for our rights. Left it all up to me, as usual, after it was too late to do anything about it."

Then Tina turned directly on her brother, seething.

"You asshole!" she hissed.

"Uh, well, see," he hemmed and hawed. "Sis and I had a double date tonight with the Carlton twins. Uh, you know, me with Suzie and Sis with Kevin. So I was supposed to ask for the car, 'cause Kevin's license is suspended and Suzie flunked her driver's test, so neither of them have wheels. But the truth is, I forgot all about it."

"Well, I can understand that," Cindy knowingly said.

"And I think it sucks!" Tina stormed, shooting daggers at Randy. "Thanks for screwing up everything, schmuck."

"But, Sis, even if I'd remembered, Dad would've needed the car any how. His job's more important than a date," Randy defended himself, falling in completely with Cindy's lie about his father's absence.

"I'd have gotten it out of him, no matter where he had to go," Tina spat. "What kind of family is this, anyway, with only one car? We might as well be on welfare."

Now she rolled her eyes up toward the ceiling in an expression of total disgust.

"Aw, what's the use!" she said. "I'm splitting!"

Cindy and Randy watched her turn on her heels, then stomp toward the door. It slammed and she was gone.

"Uh, maybe I'd better catch up with Sis and try to calm her down," Randy suggested.

"What for?" Cindy said. "All that matters is that we got rid of her."

"But that date had been set all week!"

"So what?" Cindy smirked. "You've got something more important to do now."

She had Randy's hand by this point, pulling him across the room.

"I can't even wait to get upstairs for you to fuck me again," she bubbled. "Let's do it right down here on the couch."

"Gee, you really think we ought to, Mom," Randy stalled. "Sis might come back."

"Not for awhile. Not as mad as she was. Anyway, we'll lock the doors just in case," Cindy said. "Why don't you go take care of that, while I slip into something a little more comfortable. Like, mmmm, nothing at all but a great, big smile."

Randy seemed only to willing to have an excuse to put some distance between himself and his mother. And Cindy was starting to seriously wonder why, especially when he took so long to do such a simple thing as lock the doors.

Then it dawned on her. This business about the broken double date must be affecting him because of something more than Tina's temper tantrum. And that would be, Cindy reasoned, little Suzie Carlton.