Donna Allen: Spying on mom

Pat tried to get her thoughts away from Christie by leaning down and taking his cock in her mouth. Stuart groaned as she munched on his fat cockhead. He was only half-hard, but his cock soon stiffened in her mouth. His prick always came around fast once she put her mouth on it. She took him in all the way and opened her throat to his fuck knob as she pressed her nose into his cockbush. Then she slowly pulled back and released him.

"Want to come, honey?"

"Sure, Mom."

It took only a few moments to bring him off. When he finally spurted, she held just his cockhead in her mouth as she took his jism. She rolled his hot spunk around her mouth with her tongue and quivered with pleasure as she swallowed it down.

"Talk to Christie," she said.

His breathing was ragged. "Have you ever done it before, Mom?"

"Done what?"

"Two girls and a guy?"

"Did you and the other girl make it together?"

Pat laughed. "Sometimes. The idea excites you, doesn't it? All right, maybe you'll see it. If she turns me on, I'll fuck her. Providing she's willing, of course. If she hasn't done it before, she might not want to."

Stuart chuckled. "Oh, she's done it. As far as I can tell, Christie's done everything."

And so the arrangements were made. Pat wasn't certain it was the right thing to do. Christie would be the first person to know about her and Stuart. She hoped the girl was smart enough not to talk. Stuart said she was. He said Christie could be trusted. Pat decided that sooner or later she and Stuart had to take chances with people.

She met Christie before the week was out.

Stuart brought the girl home early Friday evening. Christie's parents were gone for the weekend, and Christie had told them she would use the spare bedroom in Stuart's house.

"It doesn't matter, anyway," Christie said. "They know Stuart and I make it together."

Pat realized Stuart had been caught by a teenage sexpot. Christie didn't look it that much. She looked as wholesome as any of the other girls in the neighborhood. A pretty little blonde with a small round ass and big tits. The girl wore nothing under her teeshirt, and each time she moved, her tits jiggled like a pair of cantaloupes. She knew what she had and she didn't mind showing it. You had to look for it. Christie seemed on the quiet side, but deep down burned a red-hot fire. Like me, Pat thought. She remembered what she'd been like when she was Christie's age. She'd been just the same. Christie could be her daughter.

They sat talking in the living room before dinner. The two teenagers seemed at ease with each other. Pat imagined them fucking. She had to admit her jealousy. Stuart was still the most important person in her life. How could she not be jealous when he was involved with a girl like Christie?

But she realized she couldn't blame him. The girl was a little doll. Memories came back to Pat. She wouldn't mind balling the girl. She hadn't touched a woman in a long time. She never regretted those brief encounters she'd had. An hour or two with another woman was something special.

After dinner Stuart left the house to get some ice-cream, and Pat and Christie were alone awhile. Pat was as cordial as she could be to the girl, but she was still jealous. Then gradually the jealousy became unimportant. The more she talked to Christie, the more she liked her. They talked about clothes, and then finally the talk drifted to Stuart.

"I think Stuart has told you a few things about us," Pat said.

Christie nodded. "He said you make it together."

"Does it bother you?"

The girl snickered. "I wouldn't be here if it did."

"Yes, I suppose that's true. Have you ever done anything like this before?"

"You mean a three-way?" "Yes!"

"Twice before."

"Two girls?"

"Both times. I've never been with two guys.

Both times with two girls."

Christie was smart enough to catch it. She looked at Pat and smiled. "I like balling a girl."

Pat felt her pussy quiver. She had her legs crossed and now she flexed her thigh muscles to put some pressure on her clit. She suspected her panties were soaked. The more she thought about balling Christie, the more turned-on she got.

When Stuart returned, they had the ice cream. Then Pat went upstairs to change. She stripped her clothes off and looked at herself in the mirror. I'm old enough to be her mother, she thought. Then she climbed into a cotton jumpsuit and returned downstairs.

The kids broke out of a clinch when she walked in. They'd been necking. "Don't stop on my account," Pat said. She went to the bar to fix herself another drink. When she turned around again, Stuart and Christie were once again in each other's arms.

Pat sat down, pretended to watch TV, but continued glancing at them. The teenagers broke apart and whispered at each other. Christie seemed to be teasing Stuart. Then the girl turned to Pat.

"He won't tell me what you do together." Pat felt a little drunk. "We fuck, darling. As hard and often as we can."

Christie giggled and kissed Stuart again. "I bet you do."

She pulled Stuart's hand to her tits. He fondled the girl's tits through her teeshirt, and then he slipped his hand under her shirt to get at her bare skin.

Pat sat back and sipped her drink. She watched Stuart's hand slide from Christie's tits to Christie's lap. The girl opened her thighs and Stuart rubbed her crotch through her denim shorts. Suddenly Christie broke away and looked at Pat.

"Let me see him feel you up."

Pat was willing. When Stuart came to her, she rose up and they clinched. Stuart fondled her tits through her jumpsuit. Then he pulled the zipper down the front and exposed one of her tits.

"How about this, Christie?"

The blonde girl's eyes were hot. "You're turning me on. Come back over here and I'll suck your cock."

Pat's excitement was intense now. She loved Christie's aggressiveness. "Maybe we ought to get out of our clothes."

Stuart and Christie agreed. All three hurried out of their clothes. Since Pat wore nothing but the jumpsuit, she was first to be naked. Christie looked her up and down with admiration.

"You're beautiful," the girl said.

"And so are you," Pat said with a smile. The girl was naked also now. Christie's body was just as she had imagined it. The girl's pink nipples were mouth-watering.

Stuart sat down after that and Christie lowered her head onto his lap. She licked the length of his cock and then took his cock-knob in her mouth. With one hand holding his balls, she sucked his cockhead with obvious relish.

Pat found it exciting to watch. She wanted to touch the girl, but she held off. Everything in its time, she thought. She remembered herself sucking cock as a teenager. Blowjobs in parked cars in front of her house. All that hot jism in her mouth, Now Christie took her mouth off Stuart's cock. "I love this big prick."

"It's not that big," Stuart said.

"Big around. That's the best, isn't it, Mrs. Miller?"

Pat nodded. "Yes, I think so. But call me Pat, won't you?"

Christie giggled. "I forgot."

But Pat was convinced Christie had done it deliberately. Mrs. Miller! The little sexpot wasn't that innocent. I'd like to have her suck me off, Pat thought. She had a yen to have that cute little mouth between her legs. That smart-ass little mouth.

After a while Christie pulled her mouth away from Stuart's cock. "God, the idea of the two you fucking really turns me on."

Pat watched the girl's hand as it stroked Stuart's prick. "You can watch us later."

"Came on, suck my cock," Stuart said.

"Yes, go on," Pat said.

Her eyes met Christie's. She opened her legs a bit, and for a moment Christie looked directly at her cunt.

"I'll pop his nuts," the girl said.

It didn't take long. She covered his cockhead with her mouth and jacked his cockskin up and down with her fingers. Stuart groaned, his head falling back on the sofa as he came. Pat quivered with lust as she watched the girl swallow his load.