Bob Kelly: Orgy with mom

Tiny explosions burst in Joyce's head. She could feel the approach of a huge orgasm. An orgasm like she had never experienced before. Her entire body shook as she locked her legs around Billy neck even tighter.

But Joyce fought back her climax. She wanted to build up the flames burning within her. Summoning all the strength that she could, she unlocked her legs from around Billy's neck and pushed herself out of the reach of his hungry lips.

Billy couldn't understand what was happening. At first, he was afraid he had done something wrong. He searched her face for some answer as his fingers slid on the taut nylon covering her long, smooth legs. But her expression told him nothing. Her eyes were tightly shut and she was biting her lower lip.

Joyce climbed to her feet unsteadily. She nearly I fell several times, but managed to keep her balance on the high heels she wore. Crossing the room toward the staircase, she passed the bar. Preparing herself for a nice long night, she grabbed a bottle of Scotch for herself and a bottle of vodka for her son.

Billy remained motionless. He was afraid to move from his knees. In a flash, all his dreams had gone up in smoke, and he couldn't figure why. He turned his head as his eyes followed Joyce's staggering steps. His tongue licked the sweetness of her cunt from his lips as he watched her stop at the foot of the stairs and look back at him.

"Why don't you help your old mother upstairs, baby?" Joyce said, grinning like a wanton bitch in heat.

Billy was hypnotized by the sight of his mother standing across the room. She was naked except for her black stockings and high heels. This was the first time he had been able to really get a good look at his mother's fat tits. The sight of those ripe melons ready to be sucked made his cock almost explode.

"What the hell are you waiting for?" Joyce laughed. "Don't you want to fuck me?"

His mother's joke was enough to snap Billy out of his daze. It was fine thinking about sucking her tits, but a silly thing to do if it kept him from really working his mouth over her thrilling body. Not bothering to push his dick back into his pants, he struggled to his feet and headed straight for his mother. His stone-hard cock led the way, sticking straight out from the fly of his jeans.

Joyce couldn't resist the temptation of her son's fat cock. The moment he was within reach, she dropped the bottle she was holding and fell to her knees. She pressed Billy's prick against her right cheek as she wrapped her arms around his ass.

Billy was certainly not going to argue with his mother. He respected her. Working quickly, he undid the waistband of his jeans and pushed the coarse garment down his legs. With a quick step, he was out of the tangle. Though he felt just a little silly about still wearing his shoes and socks, he wasn't about to take the time to take them off.

Joyce moaned with lust as she rubbed her son's prick all over the smooth, hot skin of her face. When his burning cock brushed against her lips she began kissing and licking the thick shaft of flesh. She could feel the blood pounding in his veins as she reached between his legs to fondle her son's balls.

Billy's legs weakened beneath him as he responded to her eager hands playing with his balls. He clutched onto the banister to keep from falling. The room spun wildly as he felt the head of his cock sink into the steaming heat of Joyce's hungry mouth.

Joyce could feel her son struggling. She couldn't have been more pleased at the effect she was having on him. She held her lips open as far as she could, but taking the full girth of his cock was still difficult.

Billy allowed his mother to guide him until he was sitting down on the stairs. The thick rug on the steps tickled his ass while he thrilled to the feel of his cockhead pressed against the back of her throat. He sprawled out on the stairs as Joyce slaved away between his legs.

Joyce was delighted at how easily her son accepted her love. He treated the whole scene as the most natural thing in the world. Of course she felt the same way, but knew that more than a few people would look strangely at the way she showed her love for Billy, and at the way he responded.

When he felt Joyce's mouth working easily up and down the length of his stiff prick, he began pumping his cock upward to meet the bobbing of her head. Billy had no intention of letting his mother out from between his legs until he had shot a nice, thick load of cum down her throat.

Joyce enjoyed feeling the strength in Billy's legs as he wrapped them around her neck. The backs of his rough shoes dug into her soft skin but she didn't notice. His thighs trembled with excitement as he held them tight against the sides of her face.

As her saliva glistened against the red-hot skin of his prick, Joyce's fingers moved from Billy's balls to the crack of his ass. He squirmed to make it easier for her to reach his asshole.

"Oh mom!" Billy groaned, feeling her fingertips playing with the tight ring of his asshole. "That's really something!"

Joyce was careful not to hurt her son's sensitive asshole as she massaged it. The horny woman knew that she was taking her lover down roads he had never traveled before. Her cunt might not be the first one his prick ever exploded in, but she was sure that she could show the boy a new trick or two. So far, he had proven himself quite an able and fast-learning student.

Chills ran up and down Billy's spine as he felt his mother pressing her forefinger right up his ass. The sharp edge of her fingernail scratched his skin, but he didn't mind. Before he realized what had happened, Joyce had pushed her finger almost all the way into his asshole and was massaging the inside of his shit chute. Her skilled touch made his hips slam his cock into her face even harder.

Each thrust of her son's hips brought her own climax closer and closer. Her cuntlips throbbed between her legs as she sucked away on Billy's cock. When she felt him forcing his prickhead down her throat, she couldn't hold out any longer. Her climax came over her in one great wave.

Billy sensed his mother's orgasm. He thrilled to the tightening of her mouth on his shaft. Her fingers pumped in and out of his asshole, adding fuel to the flames of lust burning in the pit of his stomach.

With one great heave of his hips, Billy's cock exploded, shooting his load straight down into her churning belly. Emotions flooded his mind like a sudden thunderstorm. He responded to the urgings of her mouth, letting the seemingly endless flow of jism burst from the tip of his cock.

Joyce couldn't suck hard enough to get all of her son's cum. The thick cream overflowed her lips, running in a thin stream down her chin. Several drops landed on her naked tits and she loved the feeling. Her boy-lover's cum was delicious. The hot juices warmed her entire body.

"Take it, Mom, Take it all!" Billy screamed, slamming his whole body against Joyce's face.

A few of Billy's girl friends had sucked him off, but none of them did it like his mother. She seemed to draw the jism from his balls. Even when he felt totally exhausted, she was able to bring forth another steaming load. And not one of his friends had actually swallowed his cum. The one girl who had taken it in her mouth promptly spit it out right after he was finished dumping his load.

But Joyce was very different. It was obvious that she loved the taste of his jism. She couldn't get enough of his hot cum. She loved the feel of his jism spilling over her lips and down her body.

The steps were hard against Billy's ass and back, but he didn't notice. The only thing on his mind was how far he was able to ram his prick down his mother's throat. She was careful not to dig her teeth into the burning skin of his shaft as she sucked away on the boy's proud tool.