William Taylor - Billy_s horny mom

"Oh, no, Billy," Linda moaned, "isn't it enough for you to have me the regular way?"

"Well, we'll see," he said. "I'm gonna go out for a while. We'll fuck again before lunch, huh?" And before she could answer, he was gone.

It didn't take long for Billy to find Sue because she was looking for him, too. She wondered about the silly grin on his face but kept quiet until they were out of sight in her garage. He immediately cupped her hot pussy through her dress, rubbing it with his palm until he could feel her moist heat.

"Ohhh, not so fast," Sue sighed, shoving her cunt into his hand.

"Listen," he said, taking his hand away, "you can forget about that idea of pretending I've been kidnapped."

"Why? I was sorta looking forward to watching," Sue said.

Billy grinned. "I guess you can still watch, but I won't have to trick her. I fucked her all last night, and this morning, too."

"You're kidding!"

"No I'm not! I'll show you, later."

"Your own mother? You actually got your pecker in her?"

"I sure did, and I licked her cunt, too! And she sucked me off and swallowed it all!"

"Jeez, I gotta see that! Sneak me in before you do it again, huh?"

"Sure, but you still have to do something for me. The same thing, only this time I'll call your mother and tell her you've been kidnapped."

Sue thought about Billy's idea. She knew his mother was built a lot like her own, only with bigger tits. Sue's mother had rounder, less pendulous boobs, but they were still bigger than average. A C-cup at least, or maybe a D. Sue wasn't too sure, but she knew each one more than filled both of her small hands.

"Ok," she agreed, "but I still get to watch, right?"

Billy spent the rest of the morning licking Sue's creamy pussy. He brought her off three times, but wouldn't let her suck him. He was saving his cum for his mother's mouth and cunt. At lunchtime he returned home and bent his mother over the kitchen table and fucked her nice and slow while hanging onto her heavy jugs. In a matter of minutes she was moaning and circling her hunching ass and begging him to fuck her faster. He made her cum that way but held off blowing his load until he had uncorked his cock and told her to kneel in front of him.

"Open up," he said, fisting his prick. Linda yawned widely and watched her son pump his prick.

"Here's lunch." Billy grinned, shooting a heavy stream of jism over her tongue and into the back of her mouth. He kept pumping until he'd coated her hanging tongue and jism was dripping from her tonsils. Linda swallowed hard a few times, clearing her throat, and then she licked her lips and smiled.

"Get the rest out, Mom," Billy said, and watched his mother purse her full lips around his puffy knob and draw out the last drops of his cum. "Good, huh?"

"Mmmmmm," Linda agreed, bobbing her head.

Billy pulled free with a little pop. "Let's eat, now," he said. "I'll fuck you again after lunch."

"Ohhhh, Billy," Linda sighed, wiping her cunt, "I shouldn't love this so much, but I do!"

"Me, too, Mom."

When lunch was over Linda knelt on all fours on the couch and hiked her dress up to her hips. Her wide ass pointed up at her son, quivering sexily. Below it, her fat-lipped cunt gaped wet and open, the pink lips hanging heavily in the center of her bushy red hair. Billy just walked up and into her, sighing with pleasure. He rocked back and forth on his heels and watched the blind pink eye of her ass wink at him with every thrust. He touched it with his first finger.

"Ohh, Billy, no," Linda sighed, trying to suppress her pleasure. His touch felt too good, and reminded her too much of how her brother had buggered her years earlier. She was still ashamed of her response to such a depraved act, incestuous or not.

Billy was about to cum so he returned his attention to her hotly gripping cunt. It squeezed and rippled around his imbedded meat, sucking at his shaft as if it didn't want him to ever pull free. He leaned forward on his toes, driving every last inch into his mother's hungry hole and let go, flooding her hot, pink tunnel with a heavy load of soothing cum.

Linda heard her boy grunting and panting on her back, and then felt the liquid heat of his cum filling her cunt hole. Her own orgasm rumbled through her belly and her body shook and she ground her fleshy ass into Billy's sweaty belly.

"Uhhh-wahhhhh!" she cried, and felt her cunt collapse around him. His jism was squeezed out around the sides of his still working prick and ran down her thighs.

"Ohhh, yeah," Billy sighed, resting on her back for a minute. Her contractions pushed his limp cock out with a loud flop and he stood up and walked around and let it dangle before her face.

"How about some more dessert, Mom?" he asked, smiling.

Linda looked up at his still-hefty cock and willingly parted her lips. He dropped it in and she tasted their mingled juices.

"Get it all, Mom," he said as he felt her tongue sliding across his dribbling knob. "I don't want to leak in my shorts."

He was sparkling clean in no time. He dressed and left his mother still kneeling on the couch. Her ass was still exposed to whomever might pass by and peer into her window, and long trails of his cum streaked her thighs. As he closed the front door, Billy looked back and thought what a sexy sight she presented.

But now it was time to get together with Sue and give her mother a call. His mother was great. He loved her huge knockers and big soft ass. But Sue's mother was really built, too, and getting a chance at her naked body was something he just couldn't pass up. And having Sue watch while he did everything he wanted only added to the excitement. He thought about getting the girl to join in once he had, her mother blindfolded and wondered if she'd draw the line at sucking pussy.

He found Sue in the garage again, and together they went to a nearby phone booth. They both crowded in and Billy balled up his handkerchief and stuck it in his mouth. Then Sue dialed her number and the plan went into action.

"Yes?" Mrs. Thompson's voice answered loudly in Billy's ear.

"Is this Mrs. Jane Thompson?" he asked, trying to sound menacing.

"Yes. Who is this, please?"

"Just listen. We've got your kid. Don't go to the cops or you'll never see her again. Got that?"

For a few seconds there was a frightening silence, and Billy was suddenly afraid that she'd recognized his voice. "I-is this some kind of sick joke? Please, who are you?"

Billy felt sorry for her when he heard the fear in her voice, but the thought of what he was going to get out of this overshadowed his conscience. "Don't worry about who I am," he said. "Just worry about how you're gonna get your daughter back."

"Yes! Yes! Anything! Tell me what you want!" Jane sobbed.

"Five o'clock tonight, blindfold yourself and open your back door and stand there facing the inside of your house. I don't want to see anything but the back of your head and your ass. And remember, no cops. If you want to see your kid again you'll keep quiet about this!" And he hung up.

"Whew!" he gasped, letting his breath out heavily. He discovered he was shaking.

"You sure scared her," Sue said, also beginning to feel a little guilty about frightening her mother so much.

"Yeah, I didn't want to, but she'd tell the cops if she wasn't scared," Billy explained. Then his sense of humor tried to reassert itself. "I sure don't want to try to fuck her with the cops looking at my bare behind."

Meanwhile, Jane folded her arms over her chest and held her shoulders and shivered. The sensitive, soft globes of her huge boobs spread across her chest. She tried to hold back her tears and wondered how much the kidnappers would want. She didn't have very much. Why would they pick on her?

The waiting was a terrible strain, especially when supper time arrived and she was still alone in her house. She'd been praying that it was all a mistake and that Sue would come running in asking for supper.