Bob Kelly - Orgy with mom

"That's gonna be some fuckin' test," Tom added.

The three boys found their seats as the homeroom period bell rang. Billy tried to cram all he could during the twenty minutes he had before his first class. But before he knew it, the time had flown by and he was on his way to his math class.

Luckily, Billy had a seat in the back of the room for math and he was able to spend that period studying up for the test. By the time he took his seat in Miss Forbes' classroom, he was pretty sure that he could manage a passing grade.

When Billy stumbled into the lunchroom, he was totally wiped out. The exam had been a pisser, but he was sure he had passed. Looking over to his regular table, he saw a crowd of his friends. Pride swelled his chest knowing that he was the leader of the hippest bunch of kids in the whole school.

"How'd you do?" Tina asked, a concerned smile spread across her pretty face.

"I figure I made it," Billy replied. "Just about," he added, dropping down into the chair beside the sexy coed. "What about you?"

"I don't know. Those essay questions were really a bitch. I had to fake my way through one of them."

"Don't sweat it, baby," Billy reassured her, dropping his right hand down onto her thigh. "You've always done well in English."

"Fuck it!" Tom said. "It's all over with. No use worrying."

"Yeah," Eddie chimed in. "We'll hear the bad news soon enough."

Tina was enjoying the strong feel of Billy's fingers on her firm thigh. She knew he was going with Betty, but she didn't give a damn. Tina was horny as hell for a taste of his fat cock between her legs and she was determined to have her way.

Billy noticed Tina moving her chair closer and he was pleased. She had a groovy body and he was looking forward to getting her in bed. She wasn't as wild-assed as Betty but he was sure her tight figure would be a nice change.

Tina covered Billy's hand with her own and slowly guided it closer to her hot crotch. The table hid their movements and she tried not to let what was happening show on her face. Tina wasn't interested in a reputation like Betty's. She was doing fine quietly fucking every boy in sight.

It didn't take Billy's skilled fingers long to give Tina a delightful orgasm. He could feel the wetness of her overflowing cunt through the skin-tight jeans she was wearing.

Tina grunted through clenched teeth as an involuntary shudder rocked her body. Her legs locked around Billy's hand as she savored each thrilling sensation. The material covering her crotch dug into her soft, swollen cuntlips, but she hardly noticed.

Tina's face looked flushed as she loosened her grip on Billy's hand. She fought to control her breathing as she filled her lungs with great gasps of air. She smiled at Billy gratefully as she pushed her chair back from the table and stood unsteadily.

"I have to stop by the library before my next class," Tina announced, her voice weak and quivering.

"What the hell have you been up to?" Linda Phillips asked, staring straight at Tina's crotch.

Tina looked down to see a big damp spot between her legs. The powerful aroma of her cunt juice told everyone at the table what had happened. The smirk on Billy's handsome face filled in the missing parts of the story.

"None of your fuckin' business," Tina replied, laughing at her own embarrassment.

Everyone at the table laughed at the slight blush on Tina's face as she turned and headed out of the lunchroom. Knowing that all her horny friends were watching, she made a point of rolling her sexy ass invitingly. She wanted to show what a good sport she could be.

As Billy bullshitted the rest of the hour away, a great idea began to take shape in his mind. Everyone looked up to him as their leader and he decided to reward them for their respect.

"Listen, everybody," Billy said, pounding a textbook on the table to get their attention. "I'm throwing a party at my place tomorrow and you're all invited."

Every eye in the lunchroom turned toward Billy's table when they heard the cheer that his friends gave him. He knew right then and there that he was the most important student in the entire school. As he walked to the door, he could see the envy in the faces of everyone he passed.

That night, neither Joyce nor her son had the strength for any real fucking. Billy let her suck his cock for a while before going to sleep. As his mother licked the last drops of his cum from the corners of her mouth, he told her about the party he was planning for the following night.

Joyce was so excited, she needed a sleeping pill before she was able to fall asleep. A house full of Billy's horny friends was almost more than she could imagine. Visions of her son's friends danced in her dreams all that night.

The following morning, Joyce caught the buzzing alarm clock before it woke Billy. She knew he needed his rest. Careful not to disturb him, she climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom and a nice hot shower.

Naked, her body still damp from her shower, Joyce headed downstairs to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee. Her mind was filled with plans for the party. She intended to show Billy what a good hostess she could be. She knew what was expected of her, and she wasn't going to disappoint her loving son.

When Billy woke up, Joyce was sitting on the edge of the bed. She was wearing tight jeans and a pair of loafers. The sight of her nude tits nude his cock stand up.

"Good morning, darling," Joyce said, reaching under the covers to fondle his erect prick. "Have a nice sleep, baby?" she asked, her fingers gently working up and down the length of his cock.

"I feel great, Mom," he replied contentedly, stretching his arms out over his head. "What time is it?" he asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he looked over at the clock on the table beside the bed.

"Almost twelve, sweetheart," Joyce answered, just slightly tightening her grip on his dick.

"Listen, Mom," Billy said, reaching down to pull his mother's hand off his cock. "Maybe we should save our strength for tonight."

Billy's voice was soft and considerate. As she looked into his handsome face, she knew she was in love. Really in love for perhaps the first time in her life. Sobs of pure joy caught in her throat. She threw herself at her son, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her swollen tits against his bare chest as she gave him a long, loving kiss.

Even Billy couldn't understand the complicated emotions that guided his actions. He loved his mother, yet when they fucked, he had to be the master. He couldn't fight back the need to brutally dominate her.

Joyce uncurled herself from Billy's embrace and hopped off the bed. She was pleased at the way his eyes caressed her body. She could feel the heat of his stares on her thrusting tits.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do for you?" Joyce asked coyly, displaying her body proudly.

"Let's wait till tonight," he replied.

"Anything you say, lover," Joyce responded, turning toward the door. "How about a little breakfast?"

"Sounds great, Mom," Billy answered.

A little while later, Joyce returned holding a tray loaded down with scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and juice. The happy look on Billy's face made all the trouble worth it.

"There are some things I want to get for tonight," Joyce said, fitting the tray over her son's lap as he sat up. "I won't be gone more than a couple hours. Okay?"

"Sure, Mom," Billy replied, digging into his king-sized breakfast.

Joyce clicked on the color television facing the bed and placed the remote control unit on the table beside the bed. She then strode over to her dresser and opened the middle drawer. Searching through her things, she found the dark-blue T-shirt that she was looking for.

Joyce watched herself in the mirror as she climbed into the shirt. The garment was so tight and the material so think that it looked like her naked tits had been painted blue. Turning to the side, she admired how tightly her jeans cupped her rounded asscheeks. She could actually see the swollen lips of her cunt outlined against the crotch of her pants.