Brian Laver: Hot to trot mother

"Hi," he said with a cracked voice.

"Hi," Jean said.

Ted had just seen Jean before school. But he hadn't heard that she was interested in him at that time. He was surprised how much nicer she looked now that he thought he might have a chance with her.

As they walked along, Ted kept peeking at her tits. He could see how they bounced as she walked.

They talked about school, but it was obvious that their thoughts were on each other's bodies. Ted had to put his hands in his pockets to adjust the hard-on he suddenly found himself with. He thought he saw Jean glance down at his crotch just as he gave himself a tug.

When they got to Peggy's the kids took over the whole house. Peggy's father had a pool table and bar in the basement, and some of the boys went down there. Some girls followed. Others stayed upstairs.

"Do you know how to play pool?" Ted asked Jean.

They were walking down the basement stairs. Ted hated himself for asking that question. If he wound up playing pool rather than getting at Jean's body he would be sorely disappointed.

"I only played once," Jean said. "I didn't like it much."

Ted breathed a sigh of relief. And at the same time he felt his horniness surge.

He was torn between his shyness and his eagerness for Jean's body. There was a couch at one side of the room. Ted knew he wanted to get Jean over there with him.

"Let's sit down," he said.

Holding his breath until he found out what Jean's response would be, Ted began to turn red. But Jean said she would like to sit down, and Ted sighed deeply.

As soon as they were sitting side by side, Ted put his arm around the girl's shoulders. They watched the boys playing pool, but Ted was only thinking about Jean's tits.

Pulling Jean a little more tightly against him, Ted turned his face to hers. To his delight, she turned to face him.

They kissed. And when Ted felt Jean's mouth open, his prick strained against the material of his jeans. Their tongues met and intertwined.

"Hey, look what's going on over there," Ralph said from beside the pool table.

Ted didn't mind being kidded. For one thing, he was glad his friends could see him with a sharp chick like Jean. It also gave him an excuse to ask Jean to go somewhere more private.

"Let's find somewhere else to sit," he said.

"Good idea," Jean said.

They stood, Ted began adjusting his hard-on, and they went upstairs.

"Come back here," Ted said, as he led Jean down a hallway that seemed to lead to some bedrooms.

When he came to a door he pushed it open. The room was occupied. John and Kathy, two kids who'd came along with them, were lying on the bed necking. Ted noticed that John had his hand up Kathy's blouse.

"Sorry," Ted said as he closed the door. "I hope we can find a room that's not occupied," he said to Jean.

They found that the next bedroom was vacant. And as they stepped into it Ted began shaking slightly. He knew that Jean could feel his body trembling as they embraced. He didn't care. The taste of Jean's saliva and the feeling of her firm tits pressing into his chest was all that mattered.

They stood there holding on to each other and kissed. Ted was dying to get her onto the bed, but he was afraid to suggest it.

"Let's sit down," Jean said as she pulled Ted to the bed.

Ted felt foolish. He promised himself not to be so shy.

When they were sitting at the edge of the bed, Ted tried to keep his promise by grabbing one of Jean's tits.

Cramming his tongue deeply into her mouth, he stroked Jean's side until he felt the swelling of her tit. As his hand moved over that mound of soft flesh, Ted's heart was pounding.

He was terrified, as usual, that Jean would stop him. But she didn't. Ted had felt a few tits in his day, but Jean's was the biggest and nicest.

With his hand exploring the sexy curve of her boob, Ted felt Jean's hot breath on his lip as she breathed deeply through her nose. She was sucking hard on Ted's tongue. Ted knew she was getting hot.

As Ted felt her tits, Jean's nipples became hard. He began to breathe heavier and squeezed those gumdrop-shaped nipples between his fingertips.

"Uh-h-h, not so hard," Jean whispered.

Ted let go of the nipple and palmed the tit again. He experimented with her tit moving them around and weighing them in his palm.

And while he held her tits, he felt Jean getting more and more excited.

Ted was eager to take the next step. It would be a first for him if he could get his hand inside her blouse. But before he tried, he wanted to make sure Jean was really hot.

When he felt her chest heaving with excitement, Ted moved his hand from her tit to the buttons that held her blouse closed.

When Jean realized what he was doing she clung more tightly to him. But she didn't stop him. He began to open her buttons.

Still kissing Jean, Ted tried to peek at her exposed tit. And he did manage to get a peek at one creamy mound before she turned her head slightly and blocked his view.

But Ted was determined. He'd never seen a naked tit except for those in the magazines he'd looked at in the drugstore. And they always told him to put them down.

Ted took his face from Jean's. He looked at her chest.

"You're beautiful," he said as he saw her tits standing proudly on her chest.

One nipple was exposed. It was bright pink and stiff. Ted's eyes were bulging.

But before he could get his fill of the sight, Jean pulled his face to hers again. She thrust her tongue into his mouth with more enthusiasm than before.

Now it was time to grab a naked tit, Ted thought. His hand went to her chest and cupped one of her beautiful jugs.

Ted sucked a deep breath through his nose as his sweaty palm met the smooth, warm skin of Jean's round tit. He wasn't prepared for such a wonderful sensation. Holding a naked tit was a hundred times better than holding one through a layer of clothing.

Ted massaged her hard nipple, but gently this time. And as he did, Jean made a moaning sound in her throat.

Ted pushed Jean down on her back. He felt how her tits reclined and sagged silently to the sides of her chest.

After holding and squeezing her tits, Ted began to long to suck those stiff nipples.

Each time he escalated his seduction, though, he feared he would be stopped. After all, he'd been stopped by every chick he'd tried anything with. And he'd always been stopped even before he got as far as he had this time.

But fear couldn't keep him from trying.

Lifting his mouth from Jean's, Ted began moving down into tit-sucking position. He moved fast, so Jean wouldn't have a chance to stop him before he could get his mouth around one of her boobs. But she didn't even try to stop him.

Ted would have liked to look at her tits but he didn't want to risk it. So he kissed one big globe. His mouth opened and he took the whole tip of her tit into it.

Like a hungry puppy, Ted began devouring Jean's knocker. He'd never had anything in his mouth that excited him more.

"Oh, Ted," Jean moaned. "O-o-o-o-o, that feels so-o-o-o-o nice."

Hearing Jean moan and feeling her body writhe beneath him was as exciting to Ted as having her tit in his mouth.

While he sucked one tit, he held the other. Then his mouth and hand traded, and he moved to the other tit to suck.

Before long, Ted's face was wet with his smeared saliva. And Jean was breathing so hard her heaving tits lifted and dropped Ted's head. She was hugging his head to her tits so tightly he had to gasp for air whenever he could.

Now there was only one thing left to do. With her tits conquered, Jean's cunt was the next target.

But this was big move Ted realized. Still, if he were ever going to get fucked, he would have to make his move. And now seemed to be the right time. Jean was panting and squirming in heat.