Barbara didn't know what to say to her son.
Lewis was totally infatuated with Candy, despite the fucking he was getting from his mother. Pussy alone was not enough to keep a man, Barbara knew. Yet she had no desire or intent of keeping her son exclusively to herself. She knew he was young, had a lot to live for.
But she had to open his eyes to Candy. The girl was dangerous, Barbara felt.
How could she tell him?
The only way she knew was to be blunt and truthful.
She was unable to tell him that day.
When Lewis came home, he was tired and sweaty. After a shower, he went directly to bed and did not wake up even for dinner. Barbara checked on him frequently, standing beside his bed and looking at his face. Her eyes stayed to his cock and balls, and since he was sprawled out there nakedly, they were completely exposed. She loved that cock, those precious balls.
As she stood looking at him, she saw his cock stir. It began to swell into hardness, and his face told her he was enjoying a very good dream. She hoped it was about her and not Candy.
His cock came up stiff and hard, pointing toward the ceiling. She could not resist touching it, feeling it. Dropping to her knees at the side of his bed, she closed her fingers lightly around his prick, feeling the throbbing hardness of it, the exciting pulsations.
She held her son's cock, gazing at the swollen head, watching the pre-cum seep from his piss hole. Moving her other hand to his balls, she hefted them. They were heavy balls, and Barbara preferred large, heavy balls on a man. Lewis' balls felt so good in her palm, with his cock throbbing in her other hand.
She began to stroke him, gliding her fist up and down slowly, enjoying the feel of his cock as he lay sleeping. Although it was unnecessary, she fondled his prick lightly so he would not wake up. He needed this rest, she felt.
She felt her cunt become warm, then hot. Her clitoris was pulsating, her hair-rimmed cunt lips swelling. She was very wet, and the insides of her creamy thighs were now slippery. She wanted to finger fuck her cunt as she stroked his cock, but that would mean turning loose of his sweet, precious balls.
Squeezing his cock slowly, she watched the pre-cum bead on his piss hole. The more she squeezed, the larger the head of his cock became, the piss hole flaring. Barbara could not resist licking the fluids away. She ran her tongue tip lightly across his piss hole, tasting the juices. Again she licked, drawing more liquid onto her tongue. When her tongue was slippery with it, she drew it back into her mouth and ran it about her teeth.
Lewis remained asleep.
Cradling his balls, she leaned over and kissed them, feeling the few hairs tickle her lips. Sliding her lips up and down the base of his cock, she kept her hand moving, her breathing increasing. She wanted to take his cock into her mouth, to feel that delicious hardness between her lips.
Slithering her tongue out, she ran it up and down her son's cock, feeling the heat of it. She brushed his balls against her cheek, moaning softly with delight.
Her tongue swirled over that smooth, swollen head of her son's prick. The flesh of his cock was like satin on her tongue, and she pursed her lips and kissed the very tip of his cock, then brushed them back and forth on his wet piss hole.
With a sob of delight, Barbara closed her lips on the head of his cock, holding it just behind the ridge.
The heat of his prick filled her mouth. She scraped her tongue very lightly across the dripping piss hole once more.
I'll help him with his dream, she thought. I'll suck his cock and hope he's dreaming about me, my cunt, my tits, my ass… and not Candy's.
Barbara slipped her lips downward, moaning softly as she stuffed her mouth with his cock. The more she took, the harder and thicker it felt. When her lips pressed into the wiry hairs at the base, she held him for a long time. The head of his cock had slipped into her throat, and she worked the muscles there, writhing her lips.
She held his balls against her cheek for a moment or so, then sucked upwards. She wanted to suck fast and hotly, frantically, but she didn't want to wake him either. She sucked up and down slowly, but with tight, wet lips, her tongue moving in feathery touches.
Lewis moaned, wiggling his hips. Barbara glanced up at his face, his cock half inside her mouth. She wished he would wake up. She wanted him to grab her head and plunge his cock in and out of her mouth, fuck her mouth as if it were her cunt.
Lewis remained asleep.
Barbara gurgled softly as she sucked up and dawn her son's cock. As much as she enjoyed his cock in her throat, she loved to suck up and down on it too. Sometimes she wanted to just hold that deliciously smooth cock head between her lips and roll her tongue over it. Sometimes she wanted to jack on the throbbing shaft of his prick as she sucked the head.
As she drew her lips up his prick, she held them as tight as she could, creating a hot, wet suction as her tongue dragged over it. She was thrilled to feel his swollen cock against the roof of her mouth, with her tongue pressing against it. She continued to hold his balls, very gently twisting them.
When she felt the throbs of his cock increase, she also felt her son's hand on the back of her head. She glanced up at him and saw he was grinning at her. Barbara flashed her eyes at him, then started sucking hungrily now.
She raced her mouth up and down his cock, her tongue lapping. She twisted at his balls, her eyes still glowing hotly up at his smiling face. Her hair swirled around his hips as she mewled in happiness.
Her son's cock bubbled with pre-cum.
Then the spewing of his thick, sweet come juice flooded her wet, hungry mouth. Barbara wailed softly around his cock as he came into it. Her lips jerked up until she held only the swollen head between them, sucking at his piss hole as her tongue licked in a frenzy. Her slim throat worked as she swallowed. She continued to lick at his piss hole even when he had stopped gushing, then she finally slipped her lips off it. She kissed his cock, flicked the tip of her tongue against his balls, then sat back on her heels at the side of his bed.
"Thank you, Mother," he said sleepily.
"You're welcome, darling," she replied.
Lewis tuned his back toward her, going back to sleep. Barbara sat there for a while, looking at his young, muscular ass. She cupped one of his asscheeks and gave him a gentle squeeze, then stood up. Her cunt was still burning hotly and she wanted desperately to come.
She walked from his room and waited for Lewis to wake up, wanting his cock up her cunt almost desperately.
But he slept and slept.
Finally it was time for her to go to bed, too.
She slipped beneath the cool sheets and tried to find a comfortable position. Barbara rubbed and petted and probed her pussy, bringing herself to orgasm before she could sleep.
The following morning, Barbara woke up late.
And Lewis was gone.
She bathed and dressed, pulling on a thin blouse and a checkered skirt. She found coffee already made, and she sat drinking it alone at the kitchen table. She still had to talk to Lewis about Candy, and she had not yet come up with some argument that he would understand.
Later, she left the house and walked, thinking. She was so deep in thought that she was not aware of where she was going. She was not even aware of anyone around her.
She heard the whimpers before she saw them.
There, in a car parked at the curb, was Candy. And Candy was not with Lewis. Although it was late afternoon, with the hot sun shining, Candy was straddling a boy in the front seat of the car, her ass bouncing up and dawn.
Although she could not see Candy's face, Barbara recognized that long, coppery hair. The boy had his eyes closed with ecstasy, and Barbara managed to stand there watching without being detected. The boy she knew.
George Adams was a good friend of her son's, a boy who had been in their home often.
She leaned and peered inside the car. George had his pants on, and his cock was out of his fly. Candy's dress covered them, but there was no doubt that she was fucking him eagerly.
Barbara noticed that George was not even holding Candy's ass, his hands were at his hips.
She's fucking the piss out of him, Barbara thought. All he has to do is sit there and let her cunt fuck his hard cock. And Candy's cunt was certainly doing that. The squeals of the girl came to Barbara, as did George's grunts.
Wanting to stand and watch, Barbara knew she could not. She didn't want Candy to see her. Here was more evidence to present to her son.
Barbara knew Lewis thought he was the only one fucking Candy, that she was his exclusive girlfriend.
No, she did not blame George.
When she arrived home, she found her son was there.
After closing the door, she went quickly to him and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him hotly as she pressed her lips against his. Lewis, surprised but delighted with such a hot greeting, grabbed his mother's ass and pressed his crotch against hers tightly.
Barbara moaned and wiggled against him.
"Mmmm, you taste good," she whispered, leaning back but keeping her crotch tight against his. She writhed her ass into his hands. "And what have we down there? Think I feel a hard-on, Lewis."
"That is a hard-on, Mother," he grinned. "I've been sitting here waiting for you to come home."
"Where've you been?" she asked, grinding against his hard cock.
"I was supposed to meet Candy, but she didn't show [missing text]."
Barbara envisioned Candy grinding and bouncing her ass up and down on George's cock. But now was not the time to talk to Lewis. With his cock so hard, it was time to fuck him, then talk later.
She scooted a hand between them, gripping his cock through his pants and squeezing it. When Lewis lifted her skirt in back, he found himself cupping a naked asscheek.
He looked at his mother, his eyes shining. "Since when did you stop wearing panties, Mother?"
"Since I thought it would surprise you." She giggled, twisting her ass into his hands. "Like it this way?"
"I think it's great."
She fumbled with the zipper of his pants, then sneaked her hand inside. She closed her fingers on his cock and pulled it out. She pumped his prick a bit, kissing him as her cunt boiled with heat.
"You're going to have to suck my cock again when I'm asleep, Mother," he said. "I like waking up that way."
"You didn't stay awake, damn you." She laughed to show she was not angry. "You went back to sleep and I was sp fucking hot, I had to finger fuck myself. You know, I haven't fucked my fingers for a long time."
"You won't have to ever again," he promised. "From now on, you just climb on and fuck away, Mother."
"I intend to, and you can damn well stay asleep and miss the fun," she replied. "But you're not asleep now, and I've got something very hard in my hand, and there's something very wet and hot between my legs."
"And hairy, too," he laughed, rubbing the sensitive lips of her cunt. "Yes, I'd say it was quite hairy."
"We better do something about them, don't you think, darling?" she murmured, pulling on his cock.
She released him, then dropped to the floor, going to her hands and knees. She waggled her ass as she looked at him over her shoulder.
"Shove my skirt out of the way and fuck it, baby!"
Lewis dropped behind his mother and shoved her skirt up to her waist. Barbara wiggled her naked ass for him, gasping when he ran his hands over the creamy cheeks of her ass. She lowered her head and looked between, her thighs, seeing his cock jut out in beautiful hardness.
"Drop your fucking pants, Lewis!"
His hands left her ass for a moment, then she saw his heavy balls. A soft squeal of surprise came from her. "What are you doing?"
"Just seeing what your asshole feels like, Mother," he said.
She felt him brushing the head of his cock on her asshole, smearing dripping fluids on her asscheeks. The sensations of his cock there felt good, making her tingle in perverse delight. She did not protest when he began to move the head of his cock back and forth on the tightness of her puckered asshole. The pressure felt good to her, very good. But it was her cunt that needed that thick hardness, not her asshole.
"Fuck me, Lewis," she pleaded. "Oh, please, darling… fuck me! I've been so damned hot for your cock since last night! Fuck my pussy, darling!"
Lewis lowered his cock, and as he pressed it into his mother's bubbling cunt, she moaned and lay her cheek on the carpet, her ass lifted high into the air for him.
She groaned as he gripped her hips and began to push and pull her ass back and forth while he held his hips still. The moist sounds that her cunt and his cock made came to her, and her gasps of pleasure turned to sobs of ecstasy. She turned her head so she could look between her thighs, watching his heavy balls swing to and fro as he pulled at her hips.
"You like my ass, honey?" she crooned in a thick voice. "You like my naked hot ass, baby? You really like to fuck my hairy cunt, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, Mother!" he grunted.
"Is Mother's cunt hot and tight for your hard cock?"
"Very much, Mother!"
"Is Mother's hairy cunt a good fuck?"
"Oh, the best!"
Lewis held her hips still and began to fuck swiftly into her pussy, thrusting deep and powerful. She watched his balls swinging, jiggling and twisting her uplifted ass for his visual pleasure.
She knew he was, looking down at her asscheeks, seeing her asshole pucker tightly, the hairy lips of her cunt clinging to his thick prick.
She squealed loudly and plunged her ass back against him as he sucked forward. The soft smacking sounds of her ass striking his lower stomach increased the ecstasy already boiling through her. His cock seemed to swell even larger inside her cunt, becoming longer, too.
She whimpered and twisted her uplifted, naked ass almost violently, her cunt drawing on his prick with tight heat. Her clit was being banged by his balls, and it triggered a fantastic orgasm within her pussy.
When the convulsions came, they caused her cunt to contract tightly on her son's cock, the waving, rippling sensations causing his balls to draw up tight, then he was coming up her pussy.
The thick spurts of his come juice seemed to spew forever, splashing at the velvety heat of her pussy, reaching into her stomach. She was certain the taste of his come juice was in her mouth as he drenched her gripping cunt.
Lewis slumped over his mother's back, pressing her to the floor. She felt his cock pull from her cunt and rest between her thighs. She lay with her tits crushed against the carpet as they rested.
Finally Lewis climbed off her back. She felt him kissing a cheek of her ass, and she rolled over, feeling as if she were in a dream, a lazy smile on her beautiful face.
"Now it's my turn to thank you," she said, running a hand along his thigh. "I needed a fuck so much, and that was a fuck, let me tell you."
After she had cleaned up, she prepared a light, early dinner for them. After her son ate, she took him to her bedroom and sat him on her bed. Sitting beside him, holding his hand in her lap, she started telling him about Candy.
At first he didn't believe her when she told him of the sudden, cruel change that had come over Candy, the names the girl had spat at her. He didn't believe it when she tried to explain how selfish Candy was.
"Not Candy!" he exclaimed. "Mother, you must be wrong! She's sweet and good and…"
Barbara broke in. "Has she ever sucked you off, darling?"
"Yes," he said, then added, "no, not really, Mother. She jacked me off, but she used her tongue on the head of my cock."
"You came in her mouth?"
She saw a frown conic on her son's face.
"No… she jerked her mouth away when I came. I made a mess all over my pants."
"Did she explain why?"
"She said I was too quick and she didn't expect me to come then. She said she would keep her mouth on my cock next time."
"Has there been a next time?"
She paused for a moment, then said, "I think you should talk to George."
"George? What's George got to do with Candy?"
"Just talk to him, darling," she said. "I think he'll be honest with you."
"I will," Lewis replied, his face grim.