Ron Taylor - Mom Needs It, Too!

Jerry tossed her off him and crawled aboard the older woman. Her legs rose to her tits as he slid in between them, and the blunt snout of his fat hard cock made straight for the dripping gash of her cunt.

"Christ," he said, sinking into her wet hot hole, "you're soaking wet! This early in the morning? That's fucking obscene!"

"Then fuck me obscenely," she hissed from beneath him. "Fuck me hard and make me come all over that big fat prick! See if you can dry my cunt up, boy! See if you can fuck me to death!"

He pounded his cock into her pussy. She soaked him into her big hungry cunt-hole, teasing him with the slackness of her forty-year-old cunt, and then she started to tighten up on his prick, squeezing at him in irregular rhythmic fashion. He groaned as her cunt ate his cock, and he moaned, fucking deeper and harder into Karen's pussy.

She flipped him onto his side and mounted him, not missing a stroke of that big hard cock up her cunt. She panted, slamming her cunt down onto his, cock. She ground her loins against his and absorbed the heat of his erect prick, loving the feel of him big and stiff inside her, totally engulfed in the wetness of her cunt, and then she began to pound herself up and down. Braced on the balls of her feet, holding his hands tightly. Karen Murphy rode her daughter's lover deliriously, gloriously.

An orgasm blistered the lining of her cunt. She moaned and rolled and almost fell backwards off him, surrendering herself to the delicious sensations that roiled through her body. His cock fucked up into her orgasmic cunt, and his prick-hairs tickled the hell out of her throbbing clit. Her cunt tightened on his cock and the juices gushed down her tunnel, almost drowning the boy's prick in sticky sweetness.

She leaned toward him, slapping his face with her tits. He fought back, biting at the big hooters, trapping the nipples in his mouth and sucking them hard, almost viciously. Just the way she liked it! Patrick had been a gobbler on her tits, too, and it was almost like having his mouth come back from the grave to suck her tits again. She fed her tits into Jerry's mouth, squeezed them together around his face, smeared the sweat of her chest into his mouth.

Her cunt ached from orgasm, but the kid hadn't squirted yet, quick as a thought, she dismounted, lying beside him.

"Fuck my tits," she told him, jiggling her big mounds. The nipples were an inch long and blood red from arousal. Her fingertips brushed back and forth over them, each touch like the scrape of sandpaper on an open wound. She closed her eyes and whimpered. "Fuck my goddamn tits!"

He straddled her, and she made her tits a passageway for his cock. He laid his prick between them, on her breastbone, and she mashed the big mounds together around his meat. Her tongue thrust forward to lick the tip of Jerry's cock, and he began to move back and forth.

The sawing action of his prick on her tits was fantastic. So was the sight of his big purple knob spearing toward her face again and again. She licked at it, tasting the hunger, the arousal, that bubbled through, oozed from, the head of the boy's cock.

Her mouth captured his cock as it moved, and she held him in a grip of iron, sucking like a demon at the big fattened knob. The taste of his cum was unmistakable, the stuff oozing out of his slit even as he tried to hold it back.

Karen let her tits fall aside and she grabbed that sweet hard cock in both hands, bringing it straight into her mouth. The flavor of her hot cunt coated the shaft, and she sucked it down her throat, gobbling it like a slut. She got him by the base and she worked her fist up and down the shaft, all the while she sucked, bringing him closer and closer to the moment he'd fill her mouth with his squirting cum.

His cock was wet with her suck juices. It slipped easily in and out. She nuzzled it, licked up and down the hard shaft, adding more saliva to the coating that already covered his meat. She licked the big knob, tracing the ridges, sliding her tongue through the wet piss slit, and she knew she was bringing him to the point of no return but she didn't care. She was here to suck cock, and she was here to eat cum!

She straightened his cock up and worked her mouth down the big bulging vein that ran down the length of his underwide. It hummed and throbbed with the life that flowed through his prick, and she pressed her lips to it, taking his pulse orally. She sucked him like an ear of corn fresh from the coals, and her mouth was as wet as if she'd burrowed in melted butter.

Back up to the big purple cock-knob. God, it looked like someone had smacked his crown with a hammer! He was the color of fresh-made wine, glistening from her mouth. She licked him, made him wetter still. His hands were on her head, guiding her. "Yeah, baby," she heard him sigh, "oh, that's it, you're gonna do it to me, aren't you… "

Was she ever! She rubbed his cock all over her face, heating it with the warmth of her skin. She seemed to be enfolded in moist hot steam. Her eyes were glazing over. She was gonna come again as soon he squirted just from the excitement of getting him off.

She jerked her fist up and down the shaft while she kissed his rigid pole, and then she put her mouth to the tip and breathed and murmured across it while her hand continued to work on him, faster and faster and faster.

"Come in my face! Squirt where I can see it shooting!"

"You fucking got it!" he snapped, and he tilted her head back a little, just as his hand reached down and took over the job of masturbating his stiff prick. Karen licked at the tip while his fist stroked, and she made cooing sounds that were guaranteed to get a man's balls into production of the juice she craved.

"Now!" Jerry gasped. "Gonna-do it- nowwww!"

His cum erupted from the tip of his cock, squirting everywhere. Karen watched in awe as he shot forth an ocean of the white spray. Her face was thick with the cream of his ejaculation. He pushed his cock into her mouth and finished the job there. When he was done, she scooped the rest from her face and ate it from her fingers, smiling angelically at him as she licked the fingers clean and dry.

"So," she said, as they double-teamed the shower, "what about that offer? Why don't you move in with me? My God, boy," and she grabbed his soapy cock for emphasis, "I've gotta have you around fulltime! I can't go back to sneaking a quick fuck with you when we get the chance! Well, answer me."

"It's gonna be sticky," Jerry said. "I've been wanting to move out of my folks* house for a while. And living with you would be fan-fucking-tastic. But I'm still worried about Leanne. When she finds out, it's gonna hurt her."

"Young girls need to be hurt once in a while," Karen said philosophically. "It teaches them an important lesson-that just because they're young and pretty and have tight pussies and high firm tits, that's no guarantee life will always smile at them. Anyway, she's not in love with you, is she? She fucked other guys before you came along, and she'll fuck other guys after you're gone. I didn't sew my pussy shut when I lost Patr-sorry. I promised not to talk about him again, and I mean to keep the promise. But does this mean that you are gonna move in?"

"I guess so," Jerry said. "We'll have to go over to my house and get my stuff, though. Maybe we should do it now. Jesus, my folks are gonna shit when they find out who I'm living with!" Chapter 8

Walt got the delivery van from the hardware store that he managed during the week. He and Leanne picked up Rosie on their way over to the house. Leanne was more than slightly disappointed to find the house locked and empty when they arrived. Shit! She wanted to see Mom's face, wanted to confront her eyeball to eyeball!

"Well, at least let's get my stuff," she said, unlocking the door with her key.