Donna Allen: Spying on mom

Her smile vanished and a deep flush spread from her throat to her face. "You shouldn't talk like that."

"I'm just saying what I feel. Everybody knows the words."

"Yes, I suppose they do."

"I'd like to ball you."

"Just like that." "That's right."

"You may be too young for me, Stuart."

"Why don't you find out?"

She glanced at his crotch again and sighed. "All right, maybe I will. I hope I won't regret anything."

What she did was invite him to come home with her. She was very direct about it. She said it wasn't an easy thing for her to do. The school administration didn't approve of such things. She might get into trouble. He had to promise not to tell anyone. Stuart nodded.

"I promise," he said.

"What do you usually do after school?"

He shrugged. "My mom doesn't get home until seven. I usually go home and fix myself a sandwich."

"Then I'll fix you a sandwich at my place.. He didn't care about the sandwich. All he care about was fucking her. But he smiled at her and said that would be fine.

They rode in her car. They talked about school: Then the talk turned to sex. She seemed amused when he told, her he'd balled some of the girls in her classes.

"What about Christie Simpson," she said. "I see the way she looks at you."

"Not her. "Really?"

"I've never even dated her."

Miss Dale laughed. "The way she looks at you all the time, I thought you were lovers."

Then at last they arrived at her apartment. Once they were inside, Miss Dale seemed nervous again. There was no talk about fixing him a sandwich. All she could talk about was how warm it was. He could see the sweat on her upper lip. Then suddenly she backed him against a wall and kissed him full on the mouth.

"I hope you're good," she said. "I need someone who's good."

He could smell her perfume. He found himself quivering with excitement. He had been looking at this woman so long. Now here they were in her apartment. His cock was hard. When she kissed him again, he pressed the bulge of his cock against her belly.

"Oh my!" she said.

She dropped her hand and stroked the bulge. Her fingers moved up and down the length of his cock. She murmured something as she pinched his cockhead. Then she unzipped his fly, slid her hand inside and pulled his cock out into the open.

Holding his thick prick on her palm, she looked down at it. "You're circumcised." "That's right."

She handled him carefully, as if she was afraid he might go off too soon. "These jeans are awfully tight. Can you get your balls out?"

He wondered why she didn't just tell him to drop his pants. Then he thought maybe she wanted to see his equipment hanging out of his fly. His mother seemed to like that sometimes. She said it turned her on to see his cock and balls hanging out. He slipped his hand inside his fly and scooped his nuts out ta dangle under his cock.

Miss Dale stepped back a bit to look at his exposed fuckmeat. "You're certainly not a child. It's a man's cock and balls, and a guy's face."

"No good?"

"Plenty good, buster. I hope you know how to use that thing. But first I'll say hello."

She dropped down to a crouch in front of him and gobbled his cock. No delicate sniffing and licking. What she did was open her mouth wide and take all of his cock down to the root. He was caught by surprise. He hadn't expected her to be so aggressive about it. This was a teacher everyone said was a dried up old bitch. He'd always suspected that wasn't true. Now here he was with his cock halfway down her throat.

She held him there, his fuck-knob deep inside her throat. Then she slowly pulled back, all the way back to the tip of his prick. She pulled her mouth free of his cock and licked his pinhole.

"That's my hello," she said. "I like this banana, Stuart. I really do."

After that she rose up. She made him stand there with his cock and balls hanging out of his pants while she started undressing. She walked around the room, peeling off her clothes and talking about the school again.

"I hate the principal," she said. "He tried to fuck me once. He came here one night and I had to throw him out. What a silly old man he is. He drinks too much and then he gets randy and thinks he can fuck anyone he wants. Stuart, what a lovely cock you have! I've known you all these years, haven't I? Honestly, I can't say I've noticed you that much. Not in any special way, I mean. I never realized how mature you really were. Nicely furnished, as they say. I think I'm the one who's being seduced, you know. It's not you, it's me."

She was almost naked now. She had small tits with long dark nipples. Her nipples looked about an inch long. He had never seen nipples like that and he wondered what it would be like to suck them. His mother had big nipples, but they weren't as long as these.

She worked at her panty-girdle now. She amused herself by being coy about it. "I'm not that much of a sex-pot," she said.

"You're enough for me, Miss Dale."

She giggled. "It might be better if you called me Nancy."

"All right, Nancy."

She turned her back, peeled the panty-girdle all the way down to expose her ass. The girdle came off and she turned around to face him again.

"There," she said.

She had the hairiest crotch he'd ever seen. Wild hair growing everywhere, all over her crotch and halfway up her belly. He could see it on the insides of her thighs when she walked.

She smiled when she saw his eyes on her. "I used to trim it," she said. "Do you like a big bush like this?"

Standing close to him, she tickled his cock with her fingers.

"Do you like a hairy pussy, Stuart?" "It's nice."

"Nice enough to fuck?" "You know it."

"Now it's your turn to strip. Let me see all of you."

He hurried out of his clothes. When he was naked, she fondled his ass and then his cock and balls again.

"In the bedroom," she said. "I want you on a bed."

During the next two hours they fucked up a storm. First he fucked her missionary style. He had her with her legs way up in the air and her thin hips gripped by his hands. She had an agile body. He found he could push and pull her back and forth on his cock. They both grunted as his thick prick pounded her cunt-hole.

Then at his suggestion they changed the position. He made her bend over to get it from behind. The idea excited her. She said he was a skillful lover. She knelt on the mattress to offer her cunt. When he moved behind her and saw how hairy she was, he went crazy. She had hair growing all the way up her asscrack. He found it incredibly exciting. He pushed his cock between her hairy legs and rammed inside her cunt-hole.

Now they fucked in a fury. She bucked and tossed her ass. She said it was the best fuck she'd had in ages. She said she loved his cock. She loved the way he fucked.

After he came, she sucked him to another hard-on and told him he had to fuck her again. "Now about your ass?" he said.

She blushed. "Oh, Stuart "You might like it."

"I know I'll like it. That's the trouble."

They had a rousing assfuck. Not as good as what he had when his mother was in the mood, but Nancy's asshole turned him on. All that hair around it. Her ass had a nice firm grip, too. Tight and warm. She told him she'd had a lover once, who used to fuck her ass all the time.

"He left me for another woman," Nancy said. "Maybe she had a tighter asshole."

Stuart thought her asshole was tight enough. He decided Miss Dale had a classy shitter. His mother's was a. bit on the loose side.

I'll fuck all the teachers asses, he thought. He giggled to himself as he shot his load.

The next day in class he kept thinking about the way he had fucked her. She was at the blackboard, solving some equations, and all he could think about when he looked at her back was the shape of her ass and all that hair in her asscrack and the way her asshole grabbed at his cock. He would always think of her like that, as long as he knew her during the time he was in school. But he didn't want to fuck her again. He had realized that in the morning. His mother had come to him in the morning and found him with a hard-on and sucked him off. It felt so good. It made him realize how much he loved his mother. He didn't want to complicate things by fucking around with another woman his mother's age. His mother didn't mind him seeing girls his own age. She even encouraged it. She said he had to live a normal life. No, he wouldn't fuck Nancy Dale again. Once was enough.