Robert Vickers - Her lover son

"Keep sucking, Son, keep sucking, damn you!"

Her hand insistently pushed his face into her cunt. Larry let the pressure guide him to her joyhole as he lapped and licked along her pussylips. His tongue shoved into her cunt again and came out with a fresh coating of juice. Larry pursed his lips and began to suck.

"Aaaaiiieee!" screamed Joleen. She thought her guts would be pulled out of her gushing cunt.

Larry secretly reveled in the knowledge that he was getting back at his mother in some small way for ordering him to suck her off. He continued to apply suction on her cunt. In short order, he managed to drain it completely of all its juice. He licked his lips and looked for another place to suck.

As his hand moved up and down his prick, he felt his scrotum harden. His balls pounded in their hairy sac and began to demand release. Larry intended to keep his cum imprisoned for a while longer.

He had found Joleen's clit.

When he took that organ in his mouth and sucked hard, his mother screamed again, "Oh, God, Larry! That's so damn gooood! Ooohh shiiit!"

His tongue flicked against the clit repeatedly. The little go-button seemed to tingle and throb under his delicate touches. Larry began to apply pressure on the clit. He shoved it down as hard as he could with his tongue. Larry felt his mother's clit quiver and mash flat. Her hips wantonly crammed her cunt into his face. Larry knew he had found the center of her sensations.

Her cunt was tasty. Her thigh was warm and soft. But Joleen's clit gave her the limitless pleasures of orgasm.

As Larry sucked on it, he tightened the grip on his cock. The friction of his hand began to chafe. To remedy this, he quickly plunged his fingers far up Joleen's cunt and soaked his hand in her juices. Then he went back to jacking off.

His hand slid up and down his prick easily now. He built up speed and felt his cock jerk and throb with the need to release its load of jism. As he gasped in reaction, he sucked his mother's clit into his mouth.

"Sooo niiice, Larry! Keep doing thaaat! Please!"

Larry closed his teeth around the clitoris. He gently stroked his teeth up and down as his hand heaved back and forth along his cock. He managed to keep the two motions going at once. He wanted to satisfy his mother. Larry certainly wanted to satisfy himself. If she was going to be so greedy that she wouldn't let him stuff his prick up her cunt, he'd have to jack off.

Larry called out, "How's this?"

His tongue assaulted the tiny clit, boxed it around and then he started to suck on it again.

Larry received his answer from Joleen's long, low moan. "Yesss! Sooo goood, Larry. Tongue-fuck meee!"

Larry continued to circle his cock with his hand and run up and down its long length. He stopped stroking for a moment to squeeze the bag holding his balls. As he compressed the scrotum, Larry almost lost his control. He was very close to orgasm, and he hadn't brought his mother off yet.

He abandoned the fondling of his nuts for a while. Larry decided that he could continue to stroke his cock without much danger of coming. With that thought fixed in his head, he shoved his mouth back over his mother's cunt.

Larry sucked again and drew the cuntlips into his mouth. Larry's tongue licked inside and out to capture all of the new batch of cunt juice that welled up. Then his tongue speared out like a snake's and darted up Joleen's cunt. Larry twisted and rolled and lapped at every exposed portion of his mother's cunt.

He tried not to miss anything in his sexy journey into the depths of her snatch. He ground his face brutally into Joleen's delicate cuntlips as he sucked and licked. In a very short time, Larry knew that he had achieved his goal.

Joleen came with a loud "Uuuunnghh!"

Her thighs clamped down on his ears. Deafened, Larry continued to lick and stuff his tongue as far up her cunt as he could. His hand pumped up and down on his prick until he felt it stiffen even more.

He tightened his grip on his cock as he spurted out his jisin. The first white gob sailed through the air and splattered on the kitchen floor. The second spurt didn't shoot as far before dropping to the linoleum. The third, fourth arid fifth jets of come fell under Joleen's chair. The rest dribbled down his cock and over his clutching fingers.

Larry felt the pressure ease on his ears as his mother released her death grip on his head. Her thighs opened once more. He continued sucking until the seemingly bottomless well of her cunt dried up entirely.

He peered up at her and said, "Good?"

Joleen seemed to crumple in the chair. She smiled as she said, "That was plenty good enough."

"All right. I'll get you the address." Larry stood, the fact he had masturbated obvious to Joleen for the first time.

Larry looked at his jism-covered hand and thrust it out to his mother. "Here, lick it clean!"

Joleen dutifully lapped up all the cum from his hand and his limp cock.

When he was properly cleaned, Larry tucked his dick back into his jeans, zipped up and left the kitchen without another word to his mother.

Joleen dropped her skirt and sighed.

To have Willie inside her again! she thought, her recently sated cunt already beginning to replenish its juices.

Joleen didn't see Larry for two days. She suspected that he was spending his time with Katherine. The couple times she tried to reach him at his girlfriend's apartment, however, Katherine had denied seeing Larry.

On the third morning, Larry breezed in and handed Joleen a piece of paper with a number scrawled across it.

"That's Willie's phone number. If you want to talk to him, call him up."

"Where have you been?" Joleen demanded. Her son was only sixteen, and she felt she had a right to know what he'd been up to.

"Been around. Made a trip to San Francisco if you really have to know. Far-out place. Especially the strip joints. See you." Without further words, Larry spun on his heel and left.

Joleen stared at the paper for a moment, then rushed to the phone.

As she was dialing, Larry came back in. He called out, "Hey, Mom! Found out that Willie's already unloaded the diamond. Try to get the ruby ring, huh?"

Joleen looked up, startled. Larry had left again. She shrugged. Diamond pendant, ruby ring, what was the difference? She dialed the number Larry had given her.

The phone rang twice, and a sleepy voice answered, "Yeah? It's your dime so start talkin'."

"Willie? This is Joleen. What else could she say? Could she admit she wanted him to come over and fuck her silly? Or would he know what she wanted and come willingly?"

"Uh, sure. How's things, Joleen?"

"Just fine, Willie. I… I was wondering if you'd like to come over sometime this afternoon. I want to talk to you about something."

"I've been on a business trip, doll. I'm really dragging. But seeing as how it's you, I'll be over. Call it an hour, okay?"

Anything would have been all right with Joleen as long as she could see Willie again. He had become an obsession with her.

"That'll be just fine. See you then!"

The phone on the other end dropped into its cradle with a loud bang. Joleen stared at her receiver for a moment, then carefully deposited it back into its cradle.

Willie was coming over. And she only had an hour to get ready for him. She rushed out of the hall and into her bedroom. What would she wear?

She had barely finished dressing by the time the doorbell rang. Joleen hurried to the door and opened it to find Willie standing there. Parked at the curb was a Jaguar.

"Willie! Is that your car?"

Willie glanced over his shoulder at the Jag. "Sure, doll. No sense in me driving a cheap Detroit hunk of tin. What have you got to drink around this place?"