Robert Vickers: Her lover son

Joleen rubbed against the coarse uniform Mike wore until her nipples were as hard as marbles. She thrust her body forward and poked her passion-inflated nipples into Mike's chest. Joleen's mouth sampled Mike's until the woman was breathing heavily and with poorly concealed lust for the man she so desperately clung to.

She couldn't stand it any longer. The housewife-turned-seductress began to unbutton Mike's shirt and unbuckle his trousers. While she was stripping the clothing off him, Mike was getting the skin-tight jeans off Joleen.

Mike soon stood before the woman dressed only in boxer shorts. Joleen's panties were brief, almost nonexistent. Mike's cock flipped out the front of his shorts as he ran his hands over the silk-clad asscheeks and pulled the woman firmly to him. His throbbing cock was smashed against the mound of her cunt. The mailman almost lost his mind when Joleen began rotating her hips in a mock fucking motion. The smooth cloth hiding the dark forest of cunt hair rubbed against the sensitive underside of Mike's cock.

"Dammit, Joleen, get those things off!" Mike ripped the skimpy briefs from Joleen's hips with a powerful tug. The elastic band snapped and the material tore, but neither cared. His shorts were cast aside at the same time.

Completely naked, they clung to each other. Their kisses became deeper, more passionate, more demanding. Soon, they crumpled to the floor locked in each other's arms. The feel of Joleen's cunt grinding against his crotch really turned Mike on in a big way. He was having to fight to keep from spewing his jism out in a wild ejaculation all over her belly.

The mailman knew from the way that brown thatch of hair between Joleen's legs had gotten wetter and wetter, her cunt must be itching and damned hot for his cock.

And he was right. Joleen's tongue had never left Mike's mouth. She circled around and around inside with rising lust, exploring every crevice she could find. Her hands roved his muscular back; she loved a man who kept his muscles in good tone. She felt the flex and ripple of his shoulders, his asscheeks, as he rolled between her wantonly spread legs.

Joleen was out of her mind with lust by this time. The feel of Mike's massive cock pressing into her stomach and rubbing against her dripping cunt sent thrills of erotic electricity surging throughout her body. When Mike gripped her right tit in his strong hand, she felt the beginnings of an orgasm in her neglected body.

It had been so damn long since a man had made love to her. Harold had been out of town for over two weeks. She needed a man. She was a sexy woman and the full ache between her legs had to be filled with pulsing, throbbing, totally alive cock. Mike began to squeeze her tit like he would a rubber ball. The fiery red nubbin that topped her snowy-white tit ended up between Mike's thumb and forefinger. He tweaked the nipple with a powerful grip as he mashed the soft titflesh below against her chest with the flat of his hand. The squeezing, tweaking and pushing actions sent lances of sheer, undiluted ecstasy into her chest.

Joleen's heartbeat increased drastically. Her breathing became tortured, and her breath gusted out in irregular machine-gun bursts. She felt her fingernails sink into Mike's back, drag along and leave thin, bloody trails. Joleen couldn't restrain herself. The man was pushing her closer and closer to an orgasm.

"Oh, Christ, Christ! Fuck me, damn you, fuck me!" Joleen repeated again and again.

Mike pulled himself into a position for entry into the steamy interior he felt lurking near the tip of his cock. He looked down into Joleen's lust-glazed brown eyes and smirked a bit. He wished all his special deliveries were as much fun as this one!

Joleen's body quivered when Mike shoved forward with his hips, his cock seeking entry. He missed her cunt, and his cock slipped down the liquid path along Joleen's crotch. Before Mike could reach down and guide his cock to its target, he felt the feverish grip of Joleen's fingers around his rigid shaft.

Joleen felt the full, blood-engorged cock and pulled it toward her hungry cunt. As the purpled head of Mike's prick slipped into her body, the brunette screamed out, "Aaaiiee! Fuck me, dammit! I want you to fuck me!"

The long, hard shaft pounded its way into her cunt. Joleen screamed again as she felt Mike drive balls deep into her hot channel. He held his position for a few seconds, fully inside the tight cunt.

The woman moaned and began to thrash as the sensations grew in her body. Filled to overflowing, her pussy began to water and dribble out a steady stream of cunt juice. The tingling feeling of having the cock shoved all the way up her cunt soon turned into a blazing fire that burned her loins. The flames licked and lapped at her insides and threatened to totally consume her. Joleen hunched upward in a vain attempt to take even more of Mike's wonderful, huge and masterful cock into her cunt.

The man began to retreat from her, however. He pulled out until his broad cockhead was just inside the pink, scalloped lips that guarded Joleen's cuntal channel. Mike rotated his hips and circled his cock around and around until the woman began to cry in reaction. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she felt the delicate tissues of her cuntlips being hammered by a jerking, throbbing cock.

Mike shoved back into Joleen's wet, hot and clutching cunt. When the housewife felt his cock searing along her channel again, she tensed the muscles in her stomach and clamped down on his cock as hard as she could.

It doubled the intensity of the sensations smashing through her body like sledgehammer blows. She could feel his cock leap and bounce around inside her, trying to escape to some spot even deeper in her belly.

Joleen raised her legs and rubbed her inner thighs against the sides of Mike's body. As he began pumping back and forth, in and out of her clasping cunt, a lewd slurching noise filled the air.

Mike knew it came from his hard cock being engulfed with the wanton Joleen's cunt juices, but he imagined it was something more. He pictured a tiny, pink-lipped and black-furred mouth closing around his cock and sucking with incredible greed.

Joleen's neglected body was ready for an orgasm as Mike pistoned his meaty cock into her with increasing force and smashed into her sensitive cuntal area. Her clit brushed against his hairy pubic bone, and raising her legs allowed Mike the deepest possible penetration of her cunt. Joleen's cunt practically spewed forth its hot liquids as she felt his cock expand inside her.

Joleen knew that Mike was almost ready to come. Knowing she was the one who had seduced him, that she was the one who had gotten him to fuck her, as well as feeling ripped apart by his massive cock, set off the atomic bomb blast of orgasm in the woman's loins. Joleen's hands clenched and gripped at Mike's back. Her body rocked up and down as she arched her back and locked her long, slender legs around Mike's waist in an attempt to pull him even further into her hungry cunt.

The waves of ecstasy blasted at her brain and set off fireworks that blanketed her entire universe. Joleen was tossed on the oceans of passion she had created and was removed from the boring, everyday world of her reality for a few brief moments.

All too soon, her orgasm passed and Joleen became aware of Mike's slowing piston action. His fucking of her cunt soon ceased, and a limp, white, cum-drenched worm slipped from her body. Mike raised himself to kneel between her legs, cock dangling like a hose between his hairy legs.

"That was really something. You got a tight cunt. About the tightest and hottest around here, Mrs. Jensen." Leaving her spread-legged on the floor, Mike stood and quickly began donning his uniform.

Joleen rubbed her clit and found it was still erect, needing attention. As she fingered it and relighted the fires of passion in her body, the woman said, "Do you have to go right now, Mike? Couldn't you stay awhile longer?"