Brian Laver: Hot to trot mother

"Go to bed early," Rose said as she kissed Ted good-by. "School tomorrow, don't forget."

Ted said a half-hearted good by as his mother and Jim left.

"What's the matter with Ted?" Jim asked Rose in the car.

"I don't know. He's been awfully moody lately," Rose said.

"He's probably just horny," Jim said. "And the way you look doesn't help."

"What do you mean?" Rose asked. "I'm his mother."

"So what?" Jim said. "You're also a sexy, gorgeous chick. Seeing you in that low cut dress could give a young boy a rock-hard prick."

"Do you really think so?" Rose asked. "Even if I'm his own mother?"

"Don't you realize how horny a teenage boy is?" Jim asked. "I remember when I was Ted's age. God, I was horny all the time!"

"You still are," Rose said as she grabbed one of his thighs.

"And you're not?" Jim said. "Don't forget, it was you who asked to see me tonight."

Rose moved over to sit close to Jim. He was right, of course. She was dying to get fucked.

Although nothing else was said about Ted, Rose didn't forget Jim's words on the subject. And since Rose was turned-on by Ted, Jim's theory was especially interesting.

But for the moment, Rose was mainly interested in getting Jim where, she could spread her legs for him.

"Let's go right over to your place," she said. "You are horny, aren't you?" he teased. "Yes!" Rose said immediately as she reached into Jim's crotch.

All the way to his apartment Rose held the hard cock in Jim's pants.

They weren't in his place more than a few seconds before Rose was pulling her clothes off. But Jim was in a playful mood. So before taking off his clothes, he fixed a drink far both of them.

"Martini?" he asked nonchalantly.

"No, Goddamn it," Rose said. "I want you, not a drink."

"You don't mind if I have one, do you?" Jim said.

"Yes, unless you can fuck me and drink at the same time."

By this time Rose was naked. But Jim was standing at his bar stirring a martini. So Rose caressed him from behind, squeezing her big tits on his back and pressing her cunt to his ass.

"That feels nice," Jim said.

"It would feel even better if you didn't have all these clothes on," Rose said as she reached round him to rub the hard lump in his pants.

"You win," he said. "I wasn't thirsty anyhow."

Jim turned around. They kissed. Jim scooped up one of Rose's heavy tits, and planted a kiss on it.

Rose took Jim by the hand over to the couch. She fell backwards, Jim falling with her onto the couch.

Rose got Jim on his back, then went to work on his pants. She unfastened his belt and unzipped his fly. In a few more seconds she had his prick out.

"My, what a hungry girl," Jim teased.

"Starving," Rose corrected him.

She was running the fingers of both hands along his shaft. She lifted his balls and held them gently. The powerful jerks of Jim's cock were exciting Rose more than usual.

Slowly, she bent her head down until she could reach Jim's prickhead with her curling tongue. She licked the far knob of his cock, and tongued its collar.

"You do that so well!" Jim said.

As Rose licked his prick, Jim began pulling off his shirt. But he left his pants on, opened at the crotch. Being partially dressed added an element of kinkiness to the blow job.

Now Rose was holding her tongue near the underside of Jim's cockhead. As the prick twitched, it would slap against her tongue.

From there, Rose lowered her head and took his ball-sack between her teeth. Biting down hard, but not too hard, Rose stretched that flesh by tugging at it.

But all this was just preliminaries. She was soon ready to start sucking in earnest.

She began at the base of Jim's prick. Opening her mouth around the thick shaft, she began nibbling her way to the tip. And when she reached that blunt tip, she opened wide and took it into her mouth.

"Ah-h-h-h-h," Jim sighed when he felt her hot mouth surrounding his cock-knob.

At first Rose merely held the prickhead in her mouth. But it wasn't long before she was wiggling her tongue around beneath the head.

As she held his cock in her mouth, Rose looked up at Jim. He was looking down at her. He smiled.

"You have a magic mouth," he said.

Rose smiled too. But with a cock in her mouth her smile showed at her eyes more than at her mouth.

She began moving her head up and down slowly. Jim's prick began sliding over the softness of her wet tongue. And as she fucked her face with his prick, she held his balls in one hand while her other hand slid under his ass.

Jim closed his eyes. He was concentrating on the marvelous sensations Rose was giving him with her talented mouth.

Her head began rising and falling in a greater arch. Jim's prick was reaching down her throat. And on the up-stroke, the collar of the cock appeared between Rose's lips.

Her head began moving faster. And all Jim had to do was lie there and enjoy it.

But Rose would only take him so far, Jim had to repay her for sucking him. And she only accepted repayment in similar coin.

So when she thought Jim was at a nice level of lust, she took her mouth from his tool. She liked the way it shined with her saliva. And she gave it a few last licks before moving up Jim's body.

Rose began sliding up Jim's body. First, she brought hey tits to his crotch. She sandwiched his wet and throbbing prick between them. Then she held her nipples to the taut skin of his prickhead.

But Rose didn't linger like that for too long. After all, she was eager for Jim's mouth at her snatch.

Straddling him, Rose continued on her way. She dragged her drooling cunt along his belly and chest, leaving a swath of her fragrant juice.

"Are you going to eat me?" she asked as she brought her cunt near his face.

"Sure," Jim said. "My mouth is already watering."

He loved to see Rose's cunt coming toward his face like this. And as she put her shins next to his head he could smell the hot odor of her simmering juice.

Now her cunt was hovering right over his face. Jim could look up and see the shining inner lips of her cunt. The entrance to her tunnel was gaping, ready to be entered by his tongue.

Gradually, Rose lowered herself until she felt Jim's tongue meet her gash.

"O-o-o-o," she moaned.

By hovering over him, she could control the cunt-sucking she was receiving. So she began rocking back and forth, moving Jim's tongue along her oozing slot. Then she lowered her hips more, and felt his tongue pierce her twat.

From his vantage point below her cunt, Jim could look up along Rose's belly. And between her slightly sagging tits he could see her face.

And Rose was looking down at Jim too. But she could only see his eyes and forehead. The rest of his face was obscured by her own hairy muff.

"I love the way you lick my cunt," she said to the pair of eyes looking up at her.

By now, Jim was moving his head. Rose was more or less still. Rather than rocking her hips or moving up and down, she was merely trembling in a fit of passion. It was Jim who was doing the work now.

Jim had grabbed Rose's ass, a check in each hand. In that way he could move her cunt over his mouth in any way he liked. He would coordinate the movements of her body with the movements of his head. That way, he could run his tongue back and forth along the entire length of her again. And he could pull her down to ream her cave with his tongue, or raise her to flutter his tongue over her clit.

"Um-m-m-m-m," Rose murmured. "Oh, Jim!"

Jim saw her grab her own tits as she moaned. But he already knew how his tonguing was affecting her, far he could feel her body quaking. The asscheeks he was gripping were trembling.

But Rose had to let go of her tits soon. In her passion she had to bend over Jim's head and support herself by holding the arm of the couch. As she changed positions, Jim saw her huge jugs swing and hang low.