Donna Allen: Spying on mom

It was only natural now that he thought about the girls in his class. The very class where Miss Dale was working at the blackboard. He thought about Christie Simpson. He remembered what Nancy had said about Christie. She said Christie had her eyes on him. All right, he would find out. She's got nice tits, he thought. When Christie wore a teeshirt you could see she had fabulous tits.

When lunch-time came, he brought his tray over to Christie's table and sat down next to her.

She blushed. "Stuart?"

"You want me to move?"

"No, I'm just surprised," she said. "You never even talk to me."

"I'm talking now."

They flirted with each other. Yes, Miss Dale was right. He could tell Christie liked him. When he said he'd like to see her after school, she was obviously pleased.

"I'd like that. What have you in mind?"

"We'll see what happens."

"There's something different about you, Stuart. I don't know what it is."

"Maybe I'm some kind of alien in Stuart's body."

"Don't joke around, that stuff scares me.

He met her after school and she agreed to walk with him through a nearby park. "It's on the way to my house," she said.

"Can I go home with you?"

She looked at him and smirked. "Sure, why not. I might as well find out what you're up to."

He thought about fucking her as they walked. She would be the first girl his age since he started with his mother. He wondered what Christie would say if he knew he was fucking his mother. Somehow Christie didn't seem as innocent as the other girls. She seemed to know her way around.

As they came near the house where she lived, Christie turned to him. "My parents are not home."

Stuart smiled. "That's nice." "Do you expect to fuck me?"

"Well, answer me."

"I don't know. Yeah, I guess I thought about it."

She said nothing. She led him up the porch steps and into the house. When he closed the front door behind them, she turned to him again. "Do you have an erection?"

He rolled his eyes. "Someone may be home." "No one's home, they never come home this early."

"Okay, the answer is yes. I've got a hard-on."

"An erection."

"Call it whatever you want, I'm going to fuck you with it."

"Not unless I say so." "Jesus Christ!"

She continued teasing him for another ten minutes. They went down to the den and she brought in two cans of Pepsi and a box of crackers. "I don't take any crap," she said.

Stuart shrugged. "What docs that mean?" "It means that even if I like you, I'm not going to let you walk all over me. Okay?"

"Okay."

After that she pulled her teeshirt off and unhooked her bra. She had gorgeous tits. Big and round, the pink nipples standing out ready to be sucked. "You can touch," she said.

"Do you always do this?" "Always do what?"

"Never mind, come over here."

She came to him. She sat on his lap and he fondled her tits. She purred as he tested the weight of each one. He licked each nipple. Then he lowered his head again and this time he sucked. She made sounds of pleasure.

"That's nice, Stuart. You know how to do a girl. Most guys are so dumb."

He tried moving on to other things, but she made him stay with her tits.

"Until I tell you to stop," she said. "You can use your hands more. I like to be squeezed."

He worked on her tits another ten minutes before she stopped him and slid off his lap. She went down on the floor between his legs. She ran her fingers aver the bulge in his crotch.

"It's hard."

"I told you it was." "Let me see."

"Go on, you do it."

She unzipped his fly and brought his cock out. She gazed at his cock-knob with hot eyes.

"They always look so juicy. Like a fruit." "So eat it."

"Maybe I don't want to." "Sure you want to."

She did want to. The next moment her pink tongue came out to lick his cockhead. She had such a sweet face. She kissed his fuck-knob. It turned him on to see that pretty mouth against his prick. Then she opened her mouth and started sucking. She worked on just his cockhead, her eyes raised to watch his face.

"Oh that's good," he said.

It was better than good, it was great. What he discovered during the next ten or fifteen minutes was that Christie Simpson gave great head. He'd had enough girls and women suck his cock to know the difference. She was almost as good as his mother. Maybe at moments a little better. Christie had a way of using her fingers at the same time as she sucked his knob. His mother liked to deep-throat him. His mother like to bring him off without using her hand. If Christie kept using her fingers like that, he knew he would come. How long could a guy hold out with that kind of sucking going on? But she stopped before he came. She pulled her mouth off his prick and smiled at him.

"I want you to lick my pussy."

Girls! he thought. You could never tell what they were like. He'd always thought this one was a shy little thing with a lock on her box. Look at her now.

He went down on her. She quickly slipped out of her panties and sat on the sofa with her knees pulled up. When he zoomed in, she draped her legs over his shoulders.

"I'm hot," she said.

He could see she was. Her cuntlips were banging open. She had a ripe-looking pussy. He could see the white fuck-juice oozing out of her cunt-hole and it turned him on. He went to that first, then he moved up to her clit and she groaned as he whipped it with his tongue.

She had a hot little teenage cunt. More of a fish-smell than his mother had. He had a time sucking her pussy. She squealed when he stuck his tongue all the way inside her cunt-hole.

"I'm coming, Stuart! Oh, boy, I'm coming!" Later they fucked in her room. First they took all their clothes off and looked at each other. He liked her body. She had beautiful tits and a luscious ass. She was blonde like his mother, but maybe a little darker. He made her bend over the bed. "Move your legs apart," he said.

"It's embarrassing."

"Come on, haven't you ever done it this way before?"

"Not this way."

"I'll suck you off again."

"Like this?"

He showed her. He pulled up a chair and sat down behind her ass. She moaned with understanding when he put his mouth on her cunt. In this position he could actually fuck her cunthole with his tongue. He did that awhile and then he moved north to the puckered rim of her assbud. Her tight little asshole. When she felt the tip of his tongue tickling her asshole, she groaned and pushed back to get more.

"You're blowing my mind," she said. "You're really blowing my mind."

After a while he rose up and drilled his cock inside her wet cunt-gash. She moaned. She squirmed her hips. She fucked her teenage pussy on his cock.

Why not both? he thought. He could have both. Teenage cunt and his mother's hot cunt. There was no need to do without either.

"I wouldn't mind a party with her," Pat said. "Why don't you invite her to have dinner with us?"

Stuart had told her about his new girlfriend, Christie. Pat was jealous, but she knew she had to control herself. The best way was to get them all together. If Stuart wanted this girl, Pat decided she didn't want to. be left out.

Stuart was surprised. "A party, Mom?"

"You know what I mean. You can't tell me you haven't thought about it."

She had his cock in her hand. They were sitting on the living room sofa watching a TV movie. She kneaded his prick with her fingers as they talked.

"Do you think she'd go for it?"

Stuart chuckled. "Christie? Christie goes for anything when it comes to fucking. You really don't mind that I'm seeing her?"

"You've got to have a life of your own, honey. It's wonderful that we can be together the way we arc, but you need girls your own age."

"Yeah, I guess so."