David Crane: The family oral tradition

Cum overflowed from her inverted lips and ran down both sides of her trembling chin. Her negligee had come open and pearly drops fell onto her tits.

Jim was gasping and groaning, feeling as if she was going to suck his cock right off his groin. Her magic mouth was working like a sump pump, a vacuum cleaner, milking him to the bone.

He humped up and shot again. It felt as if his jizz was starting way back in his asshole, as if he was spiked through and through on his hard-on.

"More-more-glubbbb-gulppppp- more!" she panted. Her belly was already full of the wholesome stuff, but the greedy woman wanted to quaff for hours. Nothing had ever satisfied her mouth the way her son's slime was doing.

Jim began to flag at long last.

A final jizz jet hit her lapper and he stopped squirting. She kept on nursing, milking out the last drops from his pisshole, draining him to the dregs.

Her mouth was satisfied at last.

But now her cunt was smoldering.

And, luckily, her son's huge prick was still stiff..

Just as she was a loud fuck, Laura made a lot of noise when she gave head, and if Wendy had been paying attention, she could have heard the sounds of that sucking.

But Wendy had been preoccupied with her own pleasure and the vibrator had made enough noise, itself, to block off any creaking bedsprings and slurping lips and suction sounds from down the hall.

Wendy had vibrated her cunt to foam a second time. Then she switched it off, but left it rammed all the way, up into her fuckhole.

Cumming twice, so dynamically, had left the teenaged nymphette feeling pleasantly relaxed and drowsy. She thought it would be a lovely idea to have a short nap, then wake up with the dildo already in position so that she could begin to frig off again immediately, still groggy from slumber, adding a dreamlike quality to the act.

Lying on her back with her cunt stuffed full of the now dormant cock, she drifted off.

Wendy was going to wake to even more pleasure than she had imagined.

Laura kept Jim's prick in her mouth for a while, gently sucking, absorbing the meaty goodness. His cock hadn't softened or shrunk much at all in the aftermath of his cumming. His balls had punctured and lay slack, but as she continued to mouth him, those virile bags swelled up again.

It was one of the benefits of blowing potent guys she knew. They could always get their rocks off more than once. And how handy it was going to be from now on, to have a big, tasty prick available at all times, without having to wait for her husband to get home from work or to go out and find same adulterous cock for an afternoon's amusement.

She puffed down his prick and watched his cumbags balloon at the base.

She pulled her mouth off his cock-knob and bent down to lick up the stray cum drops that had escaped her lips and run down to his cock root and balls. She gathered up the errant goo, then sucked his cockhead back into her maw.

Jim figured that his insatiable mother was bent on blowing him again. Grinning, he began to Trig up and down, slogging into her mouth.

His cum was so scrumptious that Laura was tempted to swallow another load, and he was obviously more than ready to cater another cum course for her dining delight.

But although he was certainly potent, the boy had already jizzed off twice, once in that bathroom sink and again in her mouth, and she wasn't sure if he would be able to shoot more than three times. It seemed more than likely, but she didn't want to take a chance.

Laura's cunt needed servicing.

And that lustful lady had made up her mind to fuck her son and take his next dose in her cunt.

She raised her face and smiled at him. "Did you like it, darling?" she cooed. "Jeez, Mom-it was great!" he rasped. He gazed at her face in awe. She parted her lips and let him see the film of spunk that was coating her tongue. She let some more trickle down her throat, swallowing with her mouth open. Jim groaned at the erotic sight.

"You-you gonna do it again, Mom?" he croaked, shoving his prick up hopefully.

"I'm gonna do it all the time, Jim," she replied. "I want to drink your cum every fucking day-I wanna get fat on your fuckjuice!"

The prospect dazzled the lad.

"But we can do other things, too," she added.

His eyebrows shot up questioningly.

"Wouldn't you like to fuck me now, darling?" Laura suggested. "Ummmmmm? You've had my mouth-would you like to stuff my cunt now?"

An hour ago, Jim would have been astounded by that suggestion. But the boy had learned by this time that his mom was not like normal moms and that her instincts went far beyond the maternal.

"Yeah!" he enthused, with a lustful leer.

He started to rise up but she gently pushed him back down on the bed. Taking the initiative, Laura had decided it would be nice to get on top for their first cunt fuck-the first, she was sure, of many, and in all positions.

Her negligee was open and now she shrugged it from her shoulders, stripping for action. She bent over him and kissed him on the lips.

Jim hesitated for a moment before he responded. He had never imagined kissing a cocksucker.

But it was his own jizz on her tongue and lips and, after all, if a guy can't kiss his mom, who can he kiss?

His lips parted and they ground their mouths together passionately, swapping tongues in a French kiss, panting into each other's maw excitedly.

After a minute she drew back and arched her torso, cupping her tits up her hands. She lifted the heavy tits and deepened the smooth cleavage as she held them out to his face. Jim began to nurse on the swollen tips, feeling them explode in his lips and tingle on his tongue.

He was wondering if he should volunteer to suck her cunt, as well? After all, he owed her some head-and the prospect of plating her pussy was thrilling, too.

But she didn't suggest it, and Jim was leaving all the decisions up to her-and didn't realize that Laura was saving cunt lapping for his sister.

He gulped on her fat tits with gusto as she squirmed over him, thrusting them into his face. His head turned as he switched from nubbin to nubbin, making each swell in his lips in rotation.

He couldn't remember nursing as a baby- but he knew damned well he must have enjoyed it.

Laura suckled her son for a while, then drew back and mounted him. She threw one knee across and knelt astride his hips, with his rampant prick looming high up in front of her gently rounded belly.

She rubbed her cunt vee on his balls and his prick stood damned near up to her tits. She rolled her belly against the cock. It was sizzling hot. She thought it might sear her flesh like a branding iron.

She gazed down past her tits, thrilled at how huge his cock was as it towered up on the outside of her body-and thinking about how deep it would go inside her cunt.

Then she began to squirm up, climbing his cock as if she was shimmying up a pole. His cock-head slid down into her blonde bush, pulsing in the tresses. Then that massive cockhead slipped into her pussy.

She balanced agilely atop his prick, perched on the cock-knob. Her cuntslot was sucking on the slab and cuntjuice was pouring down his stalk like melted pearls.

Jim gaped her tits, then slid his hands down her flanks and held her by the hips and ass, ready to help her when she began to rise and fall on his prick. The boy was moaning in anticipation of losing his virginity-and losing it in his mother's cunt, to boot!

"Sit on my prick, Mom-ride me!" he rasped.

He was no longer shy or timid with her, although still showing all the respect due a mother.

Laura began to edge her pussy down onto his prick, taking it in inch by slow inch.

His cockhead vanished. His thick prick began to drive up her cunt like a meaty piston filling a high compression chamber, a carnal internal combustion engine slowly starting to churn together purposefully. He gaped down, watching his thick cock vanish in the pink cunthole below her bushy blonde vee. Her pussylips parted, sucking him deeper.