John Friday: Mom suck big ones

"Unnngh! That's it! Oh, God, it feels so good when your big cock is in me all the way!"

Danny grinned smugly, whirling his hips to ream the mouth of her cunt with his hairy cock root. He knew she loved that. The grinding pressure on her juicy big clit sent shivers of ecstasy up her spine.

As he drew back to thrust and fill her cunt hole again, Angela arched her back and rose with him, clinging to his cock with her cunt muscles. Her eyes narrowed to thin slits as her trembling sensations of lewd delight increased.

He drew back until only the knobbed head of his cock remained in the slithering grip of her pussy. Danny let her cling to it, her back arched high, her luscious round ass almost a foot off the bed.

Then he ground down on her with a grunt, whirling his hips around to screw his cock in. Hot damp warmth embraced his veined cock, squirming cunt muscles sleek with simmering fuck honey. He reamed her again and whipped back.

"Yes, faster! You're so young and strong. You can fuck me hard and fast. Do it, Son! Fuck your mother's brains out. Fuck me and make it hurt!"

"You like it when I really hammer into you, don't you?"

"Oooh, yes! There's nothing better for my pussy than a cock pumping swift deep strokes."

"What a wanton bit you are," Danny remarked, half admiring and half in dismay. The boy wasn't quite used to the idea of fucking his mother yet. He loved her insatiable cunt, but he liked to think it was some other cock-crazy luscious bitch he was fucking.

Danny closed, his eyes and, tried to concentrate on another sexy face. Images of young girls he knew flashed on the screen in his mind. He quickly rejected each one. All were timid little prick-teasers. Some would allow tit feeling and maybe a few minutes of stinky finger, letting him explore their cunts manually but never coming across.

No, it would have to be someone older, but not the age of his mother. Danny felt funny about that too. She was twice his age. He thought a sexy cunt that was younger, but not too young, would be better.

Like Yvonne, the sexy platinum blonde divorcee who lived down the street. She was in her mid- to late-twenties, just about perfect for his increasing confidence as a stud. Her long silvery hair was dyed, he was almost sure, but the sheening metallic color excited him anyway.

Danny could see Yvonne's smiling face even with his eyes closed. She was one of those women who like to flaunt her luscious sex appeal. She was always working in her front yard in tight shorts and a skimpy halter top. He could get a throbbing erection and have to jack off three times just watching Yvonne mow her lawn.

More than once he'd thought about offering to do it for her, just to see what his reward might be. But Danny had never summoned the courage to approach her. She was his unattainable dream.

Angela had no idea that Danny's thoughts were filled with visions of a sultry silver-haired minx. She thought the fierce, demanding throb of his young prick was all for her. And she loved the way that vibrant cockshaft made her cunt squirm.

He was fucking hard and fast now, slapping his tautly muscled loins against her softer flesh as though to punish her with the speed and violence of his thrusts.

But it was punishment that she adored and desired. As a faithless wife and an incestuous mother, she thought she deserved it, and she just couldn't get enough.

She arched beneath him and whirled, her hips. He slammed down and she bounded back, treating his cock to every combination of wringing muscle delights that her pussy knew.

Danny couldn't get over all her different moves. Her cunt was a sheath of rippling motion. No two motions deep in her sultry cunt ever seemed the same. There was always some new twist, a subtle change in the rhythm of her cock-clinging delight.

He began to think he was a fool to yearn for fresh pussy when he had one so good begging for his cock. But Danny didn't know? His mother was the only cunt he'd ever fucked with more than a fingertip. He thought maybe all grown women were that good. Maybe some even better. Like Yvonne. He longed to see her beautiful face contorted by the delight of feeling his driving cock. And he ached to know what her pussy felt like.

The seething pressure in his balls increased rapidly. His jism simmered and then boiled. There always seemed to be plenty, no matter how many times he fucked during the day.

His power to cum and cum again in such a short time dazzled his mother. She knew that young nuts worked overtime to produce the gushes of cum that her ravenous pussy craved, but Danny's recuperation seemed phenomenal to her. It was nothing unusual for him to fuck her three times in a row without even taking his prick out of her cunt. To pump her cunt full and then to overflowing.

She loved when his hot cum bubbled up to her pussy lips, whipped to a white froth by the heat and vigor of his driving cock. She loved it even more when cum ran down the insides of her softly tapered thighs.

"Cum!" she urged him. "Fuck your mother full! Pump hot jizz into me. Make it bubble up to cream my pussy lips."

Danny grunted, wishing she'd shut up now.

He was his mother's voice that shattered the illusion. Her gasps and moans he could take. All women sounded pretty much alike when they were moaning.

He drilled and twisted his cock harder, pumping faster, wanting to fuck her breath away. And that just happened to be what Angela craved, most.

She shuddered and cringed. She bucked her ripe body, begging silently for further abuse.

Danny tensed, deeply rooted, his cock surging in her pussy. He was clenching and straining that band of muscle that could choke off the flow of cum for a little while. He liked the raging tingle of anticipation, wanting to hold it but knowing that no young man could do that for long.

"Cum!" she hissed, her voice as tense as his body.

Angela's climax had started. The first rippling convulsions were climbing around his cock shaft – impulses over which she no longer had control. Instinct was in command now.

She began to moan as the contractions of delight came faster. Angela's brown eyes closed. Her full, sensuous lips twisted into a warped grin of sheer rapture. And her pussy seethed with tremors of lust.

Danny held his breath, but he couldn't hold his fiery cum from a cunt that begged for it so enticingly. He exploded a roar, and his cock gushed in her wringing cunt.

"Aaagggh!" she cried. "Good! Fuck me! Fuck me full! Fuck until your hot cream is running down my legs!"

He drilled in and out, thrusting deep each time his cock heaved a searing hot gush.

"Take it bitch! Take it all!"

"Yyyeeesss! I want it all. Fuck it to me! Fuck me full!"

"Hungh! You love it, cunt! You can't get enough, can you?"

"No! I want more and more! Fuck me, Danny. Oooh, fuck your mother full!"

"You're already full. Your pussy is a swamp of simmering cream. It's backing up around my cock already."

"Yes, good! It makes it so slick and smooth. You can fuck even harder now. Oooh, ram it in! Stick it deep and shoot your cum in the depths of my hole!"

Danny groaned. Her cunt was wringing his prick even though she'd sucked him dry.

"Aaagggh," Danny sighed, slumping down on her. His hands milked her tits while his cock twitched in the throes of delighted satisfaction.

Angela stirred, warming with each vibration she felt from him. When that stilled to nothing and she felt his magnificent prick going soft, she purred warmly: "Slip it out of me and lie on your back. Just relax and catch your breath. Then mother will suck you hard so we can do it again."

Danny pitched over on his back willingly enough. His rubbery cock slid out of her pussy and drooped like a bent lance between his hard muscled legs.

She stroked his cock fondly with a curled hand, fingers gliding smooth and warm on a film of slick cum. At the same time, she bowed her head and kissed his nipple, swiping it in a spiral with her tongue.