Donna Allen - Mom_s horny new family

When she was through in the bathroom, she went back to her bedroom and lay down. She reached into the drawer of her night table and picked up her vibrator. She hardly used it anymore, but sometimes she was so turned on from fucking, she gave herself a few more orgasms with the dildo.

She flicked the switch and lay the vibrator against her cunt. She slid it up and down her slit and moaned with excitement. The first contact was always the best. But an orgasm was an orgasm.

"You in there, Mom?" Buddy said, out in the hall.

"Yes, Son, what're you doing home?"

"I think I'm sick."

Valerie knew she ought to stop masturbating, and she turned off the vibrator and sat up on the bed. "Come in, honey," she called out, pulling the blanket up to her chin to cover herself.

"I heard something funny," he said. He stood in the doorway, still wearing only his bikini shorts.

"Why, darling, you're not dressed," she whispered.

"Gee, Mom, I'm sorry…" He began backing out of the room, but she giggled and waved him in.

"I don't mind," she said. "Come on in and tell mother all about it."

She patted the bed next to her and the boy padded into the room and sat down. Once he was seated, his courage disappeared and he blushed hotly.

"What's troubling you, Son?" she said. She felt his head. "You're not feverish. I think you just want some attention from your old mother."

The teenager eyed the vibrator. Valerie grinned and took his hand.

"Well, now you know your mother's a pervert," she said. "I was masturbating when you knocked. So there. You know my secret. Do you think I'm terrible?" She squeezed his muscular upper arm. When had he grown so big? Only yesterday he'd been her little boy.

"Mom," he said. His mouth was dry. "I guess I'm feeling better," he said softly.

"You look very sexy in those shorts," she said. "Did thinking about me masturbating give you a hard-on?" She pointed at his groin and giggled nervously.

"Jesus, Mom," he muttered, turning away. The blanket fell away from her chest when she leaned forward and one huge tit fell out.

"Oh, my, look at me," she said, leaving her tit out and holding onto his arm with both hands.

It occurred to Valerie that Danny had told his brother about their fuck. And Buddy deliberately played sick so he could get some too. He was entitled to it. He was older than Danny and bigger. And as a mother she never showed partiality. She loved both her boys the same.

"Why don't you take them off?" she said, tugging at the waistband of his shorts. "Let me see what you've got in there. You used to let me see it all the time."

"Honest? You mean it, Mom?" His eyes glittered and his face crinkled in a grin.

"I mean it, Son," she said. "You're old enough to learn how to treat a woman."

Buddy blushed as his cock pushed against the flimsy material of his shorts. Valerie felt her pussy twitch. Her cunt demanded attention and it demanded it from the boy sitting next to her.

Son or no son, she thought, I've got to have him.

He hesitated, and she rubbed her cheek against his shoulder. "Are you afraid I'll eat you, or are you afraid I won't?"

He snickered. "Aw, Mom!"

She tugged at his shorts, her eyes glued to his crotch as together they pulled the bikinis off. When she saw his prick she sucked in her breath. It sprang free from the confines of his shorts and stood out straight in the air. His cock was bigger than Danny's. More adult looking somehow.

She absently picked up the vibrator and flicked it on. She held it against her gash, over her clit. "Oh, darling, you've got a beautiful cock," she murmured. She held the vibrator against the wet interior of her pussy and writhed her ass on the bed.

The boy watched, mesmerized as she moved the dildo up and down her hairy slit. He wasn't aware when she'd pushed the blanket completely off her body, but suddenly he was confronted with her nakedness and he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Aren't I terrible?" she said, her eyes gleamed. "But I just need one tiny orgasm." Her forehead was creased and a film of perspiration erupted on her pretty face.

Buddy thought his mother looked younger than he'd ever seen her. Me averted his eyes, but somehow they kept returning to her hair rimmed slit. He'd seen plenty of snatches in his day, but nothing like his mother's.

"Play with yourself," Valerie said in a tight little voice.

"Okay, Mom," the boy croaked. He shyly stroked his dick while he stared at her cunt.

Valerie's juices flowed and she let the vibrator rest directly on her clit. Normally she came at once when she used the vibrator, but with Buddy watching she felt inhibited.

She lay the dildo down and watched Buddy pump his cock. "Do you want Mother to do that for you, darling?" she said.

He stopped pumping, and gripped his prick tightly. "Jesus, Mom, would you?"

"I'll do more than that," she said. She reached over and took his dick from his hand.

The boy lay back on the bed and the oversexed mother hovered over him. He trembled with the realization that his mother was going to take his prick in her mouth.

"Relax, darling," she murmured, clenching his shaft in her hand.

"I'm trying, Mom," he said, barely breathing.

"Touch my titties," she said and the boy reached over and caressed his mother's jugs.

Suddenly they were in each other's arms, his cock rubbing her cunt and her tits poking his chest. They kissed, hot, wet french kisses. They licked and devoured each other's throat and ears and body.

"Touch me here!" Valerie hissed, taking his hand and placing it over her snatch. "Right there, Son. On my clit."

The boy pressed hard on the stiff little button, and Valerie writhed her ass under him. The feel of his finger on her sensitive cunt folds sent spasms of pleasure up and down her spine.

When she came, she grunted and broke out in a sheet of perspiration. She fell over the boy and bit down hard on his upper arm, and her sharp teeth left marks on his flesh.

"Jesus, Mom, I really made you come, huh?" the teenager said, his eyes shining with pride.

"Yes, darling, and it was a wonderful one." She dabbed her fingers over his chest. "Did I hurt you when I bit you?"

"Naw."

He leaned on his arms, his hard-on swaying in front of him and she reached out and took his prick in her hand. She stroked it and cooed, "Now what shall we do with this thing? Are you in pain, sweetheart?"

"A little." He grinned.

"How can I help you?" she teased.

He blushed and looked down. "Aw, I don't know."

"I suppose you'd like to fuck me."

"Christ, yeah!"

"I guess every boy dreams of fucking his mother."

"I guess."

"Did you ever dream we'd actually do it?" He hesitated. "I once watched you and one of your boyfriends do it."

Valerie's heart pounded. "Which one?"

"I don't remember his name, but he was a big guy."

"Herb?"

"Yeah, I think that was the one."

"You naughty boy," she giggled, leaning closer and licking the spunk from his jizz-slit. "What were we doing?"

Buddy grinned. "He was giving it to you in the asshole."

Valerie's eyes widened. "Oh, my, you must have thought I was terrible to let a man do that to me."

"I thought it was great."

"Your cock is so nice and hard darling, I think I just might let you fuck my mouth."

"Mom?"

"What, darling?"

"Could we do what you did with Herb?" Valerie stroked his prick-shaft while she swirled her tongue over the rim of his knob. "You'd really like to cornhole me?"

"Yeah!" He grimaced as she nibbled his balls.

"Have you ever fucked a girl in the asshole?"

"No." His voice was tight as she flicked her tongue over his nuts and up and down his shaft.

She pursed her lips and brought them to the tip of his prick. "If you're not careful you can hurt a woman doing it," she said, closing her lips over his prick-head.