Don Simpson: Mom_s hot kids

"I've circled several jobs," Mom said, blinking her tired eyes. "What I want you kids to do this summer is get work and bring in some money to help around here. Can you do it?"

"Oh, Mom," Suzy cried, throwing her arms around the wrinkled old woman. "You know we can!"

She took the classified section from her mother and looked it over. "Here's one," she said. "'Live-in housekeeper, babysitter, good references, Dr. Denton, 729-0029.'"

Ron snatched the newspaper from Suzy. "Here's one for me, Mom," he said eagerly. "'Delivery boy, Smith's Market. Apply in person.'"

"You see, Mom," Suzy said, hugging her mother, "everything's going to be all right!"

"Look at this, Mom," Ron broke in, excitedly waving the classified section. "Here's one for Nora. 'Motel maid, Middletown Motel. Apply in person, ask for Mr. Boggs. Salary open.' Isn't that great?"

"Yes," Mom said, hugging both of them, her eyes brimming with tears. "I knew I could count on my babies!"

"Do you want to fuck me?" Nora asked, batting her enormous eyelashes at Roger, her track star boyfriend. A slender, supple girl with small pointed tits, sparkling green eyes, and short brown hair worn in a pixie cut, she took Roger's hand and led the towering athlete into the exercise room of the school gym.

"You see?" she said. "It's empty. Let's have a quickie!"

"Nora… I'm supposed to be at practice," Roger stammered, trying to control the swelling bulge under his track shorts. "If Coach Bronson catches us."

"Coach Bronson is an idiot!" Nora snapped, closing the door of the exercise room. "Don't worry, he's not going to catch us! Don't be a chicken!"

She reached out and jerked the flustered boy's track shorts down, then his jockstrap, exposing his massive, hard cock.

"Ohhh, that's beautiful," she whispered, her green eyes smoldering with lust. "It's so fucking big!"

She grabbed the big cock with both hands and jacked it up and down, expertly rolling the rubbery foreskin over the swollen purplish head.

"Please, Nora!" Roger gasped, his handsome face twisting in a grimace of joy as he fought the delicious onrush of orgasm. "Stop! I'm going to… cum!"

"Then shove it up me!" Nora said, quickly skinning off her panties. She flopped down on the padded exercise mat and raised her short skirt, giving him an enticing view of her drooling cunt.

"Fuck my pussy!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "Shove your big horny cock up my tight little quim and fuck the shit out of me! Come on, you big hairy bastard! FUCK ME!"

Roger didn't need a second invitation. He knelt between Nora's quivering thighs and placed his swollen cockhead against the juicy lips of her cunt. Lunging forward, grinding his hips with savage force, he impaled her, driving his thick throbbing cock deep into her quivering pussy.

"Ohh, Jee-zus!" Nora gasped. "It's so good, so fucking good!" She wrapped her supple legs around him tightly, locking her heels behind his broad back.

"Give it to me!" she squealed, half out of her mind with lust. "Fuck me!"

Roger bent over her and locked his lips onto hers. Their tongues dueled frantically, and they swapped spit as Roger rammed his rigid pulsing prick in her up to the balls, working it around like a plunger.

"Fuck me!" Nora wailed, bouncing her hips savagely upward to meet his thrusts. "Fuck me deep! That's it! Ohhh… like that! God, that's good! Yes, mmmmm, oh! Do it like that! Ohhh, that's good! Oh, baby, I love your cock. Fuck me deep! Fuck my guts and cum in my guts. Fuck me full of cream!"

Roger throttled her hole unmercifully, reaching up to cup her tiny pointed tits and squeezing them like lemons. He licked her earlobes, the hollow of her throat, and her tits, then nuzzled downward and chewed on her armpit hairs, filling his mouth with heady female flavor.

A tremendous hot surge of pleasure began to boil up from his balls as he drove his tingling cock deep into her squirming cunt, bumping the blood filled cockhead against the very end of her pussy.

"FUCK ME!" Nora squealed, her cute pixie face contorted with agonized delight. "FUCK MEEEE!"

"Uuuummmmpf!" Roger grunted as his hard muscled body jerked convulsively. Huge drops of sweat flew from his blond curls as his head snapped back and forth with uncontrollable spasms. He fucked her savagely, feeling his tingling cockhead balloon in her pulling cunt as his jerking balls smacked against the cheeks of her ass with every furious stroke.

"OH!" Nora gasped, feeling the first delicious surge of orgasm. She ground her crotch against his cock base, meshing their sopping crotch hairs, sucking him deep into herself.

The thick cock expanded and spurted, hot wads of cum jetting into her quivering cunt. She kept pumping her hips, sliding her cunt up and down his hard cockshaft, milking the hot drops of molten jism out of his toiling balls. As her pleasure became more intense, she raked his broad back with her fingernails, feeling his muscles rippling.

"Oh, Jee-zus!" she grunted as another gush from his foaming dick bathed her bruised inner tissues, soothing them. She rotated her hips, squeezing the spurting cock with quick rhythmic contractions of her cunt muscles.

Nora's consciousness blurred, and everything began to spin. She felt her body shuddering violently with electric-like spasms of unbelievable bliss. She heard her own voice screaming, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

Then her muscles seemed to turn to rubber, and blackness claimed her for an instant. It was pure ecstasy as the two young lovers climaxed together in a savage turmoil of sexual release.

When she opened her eyes, Roger was putting on his jockstrap.

"What are you doing?" she asked, noticing the panicked look in his eyes.

"Hurry up! Get dressed!" Roger hissed. "Somebody's coming. Oh, Jesus, I bet it's Coach Bronson!"

Nora couldn't find her panties, but she jumped up and composed herself. Just then, the door of the exercise room swung open and Coach Bronson stood before them.

Coach Bronson was a giant of a man, in his sixties, with snow-white hair and a body like tempered steel. His eyes were like splinters of blue glass set in a block of granite. He ruled his young athletes with an iron hand, and everyone at Middletown High was terrified of him, including the principal.

"Please, Coach, I can explain," Roger said weakly, hanging his head.

"Shut up," Coach Bronson said, his voice trembling with controlled anger. "Get out on the track. I'll deal with you later."

"Yes, sir," Roger said meekly, hurrying away after shooting a sheepish glance at Nora.

"And you, young lady," Coach Bronson said, seizing Nora's arm in a steely grip, "come with me."

Nora, blushing with shame and quivering with fright, let herself be led to Coach Bronson's office. He made her sit in a chair while he raced the floor and lectured her angrily.

"The two of you are a disgrace to Middletown High," he said. "I hope you're aware of that. I should drop Roger from the squad, but he's the best man I've got, damn it! As for you, I should have you expelled. You're nothing but a tramp."

"Oh, please, Coach Bronson," Nora said, her eyes brimming with tears of despair. "Give us another chance! We'll do anything you say!"

The steel-bodies giant stepped close to Nora's chair, his expression softening slightly. He reached out and touched her hair, with surprising gentleness.

"You've done wrong, Nora," he said gravely, "but I'm going to give you one chance, and one chance only, to atone for your mistake."

"Oh, yes," Nora whimpered, as a surge of gratitude went through her. "Just tell me what you want me to do!"

Coach Bronson reached out and slowly unzipped his fly, letting his massive prick snap up and flop against his belly with a dull thud. He grasped the huge red cock at the bast and waved it in Nora's face like a billy club.