Janet was waiting far her son when he got home early that evening. She had returned from Barbara's apartment an hour earlier, which gave her plenty of time to knock off half a bottle of vodka mixed with a little orange juice. The strong liquid helped ease the aching in her asshole and cunt. Her lush body had taken quite a beating from Barbara's thick dildo.
The sound of her son's key in the door made her pulse quicken. Janet adjusted the robe that she had slipped into so that it showed off generous portions of her fat boobs. As a last touch, she yanked one side of the garment, until her hot little dark-brown nipple popped into view. She was intent on really giving her son something to look at.
Beside Janet on the sofa was a long envelope. Barbara's big black dildo was wrapped up inside. Borrowing one of her friend's skirts, Janet Taylor returned home with the thick shaft of rubber shoved up her ass. Of course it was impossible for her to sit down, so she stood on a crass town bus home. Her shithole had taken a rough fucking, but she had orgasmed four times.
Janet didn't bother with a shower when she got home. As a matter of fact, she liked her body soaked in the raw scent of sex. Her soft skin was stained with both Barbara's and her own cunt juices. She was sure that Billy would approve of her choice of perfume.
Billy stood frozen inside the door, staring down the hall at his mother seated on the couch in the living room. Even from that distance, he could tell that she was drunk and being very careless about her clothes. He could see his mother's long, naked legs sexily crossed, showing off her firm thighs clear up to her crotch. Squinting, he could just about make out the sight of her dark, hard nipple poking around the folds of her robe.
"Hi Billy," Janet called out, surprised at how slurred her speech sounded.
"Hello, Mom," Billy replied unsteadily, closing the front door behind him and walking down the hallway towards the living room and his half-naked mother.
"How'd you spend the day, honey?" Janet asked, lifting her glass up and taking a deep swallow.
"Oh… I… was just hanging out… with some of the guys…" he stammered, unable to concentrate on the words as his mother's nipple flashed hotly up at him. "We didn't do very much," he added, afraid of telling his mother how he really spent the day.
After the morning excitement of his mother's naked show, Billy spent that Saturday watching pornographic movies in sleazy theaters downtown. The inside of his tight jeans was stained with the thick juices of his teenage prick. His underwear was stuck to his skin by a coating of dried cum.
But all those fucking-and-sucking movies meant nothing beside the sight of his own mother. As he walked into the room and sniffed the aroma of sex in the air, he felt his aching prick coming to attention. He was beginning to feel that familiar churning in his almost hairless balls as his eyes warned over her hungry body.
Janet had no trouble making out the outline of her son's hard cock pressed against the front of his pants. She could even see some of the stains his cum had made in the material. She immediately thought about dropping down to her knees before her son and sucking the cloth clean, rubbing her face against the stiffness of Billy's rod at the same time.
"I hope you're not in too much of a hurry, sweetheart," Janet said warmly, patting the seat beside her on the sofa. "Come sit down, darling," she continued, letting her voice turn as soft as warm butter.
Billy wasn't sure how to deal with his mother. She was acting so strangely. The way her body was on display was driving him crazy, but she acted as though she couldn't tell. He couldn't resist his mother's invitation and stumbled forward as if in a trance.
Janet could sense the hold her body had on the boy, and it thrilled her. She intended to use anything she could to satisfy the burning needs deep in her belly. She would use Billy to nil the hole left by his father.
"I'm not in much of a hurry, Mom," Billy said, his legs going weak as he lowered himself down beside Janet on the couch.
"Careful, sweetheart," Janet said, reaching over to rescue the dildo. A smile curled up the corners of her sensual lips as she rolled the dildo between her strong fingers. Thrilled flashes shot through her mind as she remembered the feel of that marvelous tool slamming its way deep into her quivering, thrashing body.
"I borrowed this from Barbara Foster," Janet began, holding up the long, thin package, "and I promised to get it back to her as soon as I was through with it." She laughed.
Billy figured his mother was even more smashed than he first thought. She was acting really weird. But he was getting one hell of an eyeful of her sexy body, and he wasn't about to worry about anything other than his swelling dick.
"Now listen, baby," Janet whispered, leaning forward so that the front of her robe hung open even more. "You mustn't look inside the envelope. What's inside is a secret," she giggled.
"Aw, you can tell me, Mom," Billy said, enjoying the little game as he caught some good peeks at his mother's naked tits.
Janet laughed loudly, clutching the envelope to her breasts. She loved the sound of the boy's begging voice. She imagined him between her legs, begging to suck the hot cream out of her deep pussy slit. She imagined him shoving his face down the crack of her ass, letting his tongue tease and suck the puckered ring of her anus.
"It's Barbara's," Janet giggled. "I'm not sure she'd like everyone to know how she gets her kicks."
Billy was sure that his mother was going to show him what was in the package, but he decided to play along with her little game. He was really enjoying himself. He watched her slender fingers playing with the fat envelope as if it were a toy. Her eyes were flashing drunkenly.
"It's okay, Mom. I won't tell anybody," Billy insisted, snuggling closer to his wonderful mother.
"Well," Janet hesitated, teasing the boy for as long as she could, "I guess it'll he alright."
Janet finished off her drink before turning her attention back to the envelope. She made Billy fix her a new screwdriver, and united him to join her. Of course he did as she suggested.
Janet tore open the top of the envelope and reached inside. The tip of her fingers trembled as she touched one of the two smooth, fat cock heads on either side of the monstrous tool. She smiled as warmly as she could while drawing the black shaft from its resting place.
Billy's eyes went wide as he saw what his mother was holding. It took him a few minutes to be sure of what he was looking at. The tool was still covered with love juices from its last session and those exciting smells filled his nostrils.
"Do you know what this is, baby?" Janet asked, gripping the shaft around the middle and holding it up in the an.
"Sure, sure," Billy replied, wandering what the hell his mother was doing with that thing.
"Barb Foster lent this to me. She was wondering how I would like it," Janet volunteered.
Billy was really shocked by what his mother was saying and the way she was acting. It made his burning cock stand on end, trapped in his tight jeans. He was wishing that he could rip open the front of his pants and let his hot cock wave free. The boy didn't know that his mother wanted the very same thing.
"Well, how did you like it, Mom?" Billy finally asked, squirming in his chair to make his throbbing cock feel more comfortable.
Janet's laughter filled the room. She was thrilled at her son's question, turned on by the horny look in her son's eyes. She brought the tip of the dildo to her lips, closed her eyes and pressed her full lips against the stained black rubber. Her mouth made a wet, sucking noise as she kissed the cool shaft.
"I liked the fucking thing just fine, baby. Just fine," she finally said, after pulling her mouth away from the rubber dong.
Billy was seeing his mother for the very first time, or at least seeing one side of her personality that he had never seen before. He was shocked, but really turned on by the whole thing. His eyes went wide as Janet reached out and grabbed the throbbing lump of hot man-flesh between his lop.
"But I like fucking the real thing even better," Janet panted, her lush lips caressing each word. "I bet your prick is just right, Billy boy."
The eighteen-year-old stud pushed his body against his mother's skilled fingers. He could feel the slender strength in her fingers as they massaged the thick shaft of his swelling cock. Billy's breath caught in his throat as Janet's right hand speedily undid the zipper on his jeans.
The corners of Janet's mouth began to tremble with excitement when her son's big prick flopped into view. The weight of his tool pushed its way through the folds of his underwear, its blood-filled head glowing red against the white material.
The thought suddenly took hold in Janet's mind that this one moment was the reason for her entire life. Her son's bloated cock was the only reason to live. Grabbing the long dong with one hand, she dove forward, slamming her face down into his crotch.
Before Billy knew what the hell was happening, he felt his cock pressing against the back of his mother's hungrily sucking throat. He could feel her lips tightening around the thickness of his rod, halfway down to his aching balls. He could feel Janet sucking cool air through her nostrils and blowing it out hot around the base of his prick.
When Janet lunged forward, she threw herself clear off the sofa. Her body landed on the rug in front of the couch with a dull thud, but her mouth never missed a beat sucking away at Billy's burning hot meat.
"Damn it, Mom," Billy moaned, shoving his cock deeper and deeper into Janet's throat, "you sure know how to suck a prick!"
"Thank you, baby," Janet took the time to say, pulling her mouth off of Billy's dong for a split second.
Billy helped his mother as she struggled to pull his tight-fitting jeans off. She yanked off his shoes and socks at the same time, flinging them into a corner with the crumpled jeans. Then she turned her full attention back to her son, like she knew a good mother should.
Janet's brazen behavior gave her son new strength in the unfamiliar situation. The way she was worshiping his cock made him feel powerful and in command. With Janet's hungry mouth still plastered flush against Billy's crotch, he climbed to his feet. A wide grin curled up the corners of his lips as he felt Janet's hands heading straight for his hanging balls. She was playing with them, running her sharp nails across the sensitive, hairless skin covering them.
"Give my big prick a good sucking, Mom," Billy began, pushing his hips forward. "I spent the whole day watching dirty movies, and my balls are really full of steaming cum, ready to be all gobbled up."
Janet loved the filthy sound of her son's words and actions. They made him seem mature, with a manly cock worthy of the adorations of her skilled mouth. His obscene commands turned her on, made the juices run stronger between her legs.
Billy grinned down at his mother as her hands reached up to caress his hard, naked asscheeks. Digging her fingernails into his flesh, she pulled her face back into the moist heat between Billy's legs.
Billy couldn't help but giggle when Janet's fingers pressed their way down the dark crack of his ass, and began toying around the ring of his pink, puckered anus. He was surprised at how surely her hand moved around the unexplored territory.
Janet's remaining hand reached up to cup and fondle Billy's cum-bursting balls. She could feel his legs growing weaker, his body trembling from the excitement of her mouth and fingers. Her tongue lashed back and forth over the smoothness of his swollen cockhead, its tip soon finding and caressing the tiny pee-slit.
The first taste of her son's juices sent her mouth and lips sucking wildly. His prick tasted sweeter and hotter than she would ever have imagined. She knew it was right what she heard about young meat. Their cocks were a whole lot better, more delicious.
Billy's hands flew down to the back of his mother's head. He grabbed hold of her, ramming her head down against the thrust of his hips, driving his exploding prick even deeper down her throat.
Janet felt that her son was holding back, and she wanted to scream at him to cum. She needed the taste of his cum, needed to feel the force of his jism shooting don her throat. There was only one thing a good son could do, and that was shoot a nice steaming load of cum right down his horny mother's mouth.
Janet's instinct was correct. She soon felt Billy's hands pushing her mouth away from the cock that was just about ready to fill her quivering stomach with cock-cream. Panic was beginning to set in as she realized that he intended to remove his wonderful prick before she had a chance to suck off a mouthful.
"What the fuck's the matter?" Janet asked, her voice more of a begging plea than an angry demand for an answer.
"I just don't want to waste my first load down your mouth, Mom," Billy replied. "I mean my cock's really set for that wild cunt of yours."
Janet couldn't be too upset with her son when he was saying such nice things about her body. But she did think it was necessary to set him straight about her sucking his dick.
"That joy-rod of yours is very important to me, baby," Janet began. "You must understand how much I love it, and how much I want to suck down a bellyful of your cum. Fresh from your hard-working balls, darling. Don't ever think that shooting off in my mouth is a waste, Billy."
"Of courser morn. I didn't mean that the way it sounded," Billy replied.
"That's all right, sweetheart," Janet said, slowly climbing to her feet. "I think I understand what you really meant to say. This is really something very special, isn't it?"
"It's our first time together, Mom," Billy answered, wrapping his mother in his strong arms and pulling her towards him.
Janet's robe had come completely undone in the front, and her fat tits were hanging out in all their glory as she snuggled up against her son's hard chest. She could feel the dampness of his perspiration beneath the thin tee-shirt that Billy was wearing. As she snuggled up to him, Janet caught the hardness of her son's stiff prick between her hot thighs.
Billy could feel the wetness of his mother's pussy lips kissing the blunt tip of his hot shaft. The tight curls of her pubic hair tickled his skin, sending tremors shooting through his horny body.
"Hmm, baby," Janet cooed, "I know just what I'd like to do with that hot little shaft of your cocksman!"
Janet wrapped her arms around Billy's neck as she spread her legs nice and wide. Holding herself up around his neck, she actually climbed up the lower portion of his athletic frame, twisting her hips until she had the head of her son's cock safely embedded in her drooling twat.
"Let me feel it, darling," Janet said, crushing Billy's mouth with her own. "Shove that hot hunk of cockmeat deep into my belly."
Billy was more than happy to take care of his old lady. There wasn't a cunt in all of New York City that was more ready than his own mother's. And Billy sure wasn't stupid enough to pass by a piece of tail as good as that being offered.
Janet's long tongue lapped away at the inside of Billy's mouth as she bounced her cunt up and down on the rigid stiffness of his flagpole of a cock. Even she was surprised at the boy's strength. She could actually feel his balls bouncing against her inner thighs. She could feel an orgasm building deep in the pit of her stomach as she strained to tighten her cunt muscles around the burning shaft of his cock.
But Billy wasn't Superman. His strength finally gave out and he and his mother toppled down onto the couch. Janet took the ride like a cowboy, never letting her cunt slip from the saddle. His dick never left the grip of her hungry snatch.
"Come on, you little fucker!" Janet screamed, thrashing her body in all directions at once. "Really shove it to your old lady!"
Always the dutiful son, Billy did just as he was told. Their bodies bounced in the air as he lifted his ass off the sofa with each matching thrust of her hips. The robe hung in a sweat-soaked mess around her shoulders and she struggled to take it off. Billy helped, acting as though he was seeing her tits for the very first time.
Janet giggled like a schoolgirl as her son mauled her naked, swollen tits. His rough hands pulled at the huge melons while his mouth sucked and bit her rock-hard nipples. He was pressing his entire face into the lush fullness of her thrusting tits, thrilling to the heat of their rubbing flesh.
Janet's cunt tightened around her son's prick with every bounce of her horny body. As she rode, she reached down between their crotches, wrapping her long, slender fingers around the thick base of Billy's dick. She could feel her own juices spilling from her well-fucked hole, dripping into her hand.
Billy really flipped out when he felt his mother's fingers playing with his cock while he pumped it in and out of her sloppy pussy. What he didn't see or feel was the splendid fingering she was giving her own clit as they fucked away.
Billy watched his mother reach across the sofa and retrieve the two-headed dildo. While she bounced an her son's lap, she licked the length of black rubber, getting it nice and wet and slippery.
Janet's eyes flashed with the excitement of the treat she would give herself. With Billy's tool slamming deeper and deeper into the churning heat of her cunt, she readied the dildo for a nice hard session up her asshole.
"Here, Mom," Billy said, "let me help."
With that, he took the massive rubber cock and brought it into the crack of his mother's ass. He could feel her pussy muscles tighten around his throbbing shaft. Janet wiggled down into Billy's lap, rubbing the burning nub of her clitoris into the base of his fat prick.
"Here you go, you fuckin' slut!" Billy screamed, slamming the full force of the dildo straight up her cornhole.
Janet responded by throwing the full weight of her body down against the dual assault of her son's prick and her best friend's dildo. Their force ripped through her body, making every limb tremble. She was coming apart at the seams with lust.
Billy couldn't hold on much longer. He felt the pressure of the cum in his balls bubbling up towards the tip of his cock, filling the bloated shaft. And in the next moment, the red-hot head of his shaft exploded, flooding Janet's twat with the steaming lava of his passions.
The thickness of Billy's young cum dripped down around the base of the shaft that was being pumped in and out of Janet's tight asshole. She thrashed first forward and then back, thrilling to the rough treatment she was receiving.
Billy felt his mother's orgasm. He felt her cunt muscles tightening around the thick shaft of his cum-bursting prick. Her heaving tits crushed against her son's chest, knocking the wind out of him.
Billy's dick pumped load after load deep into his mother's belly, until his balls ached and were empty. He could feel the strength draining from his young tool, yet Janet's pussy didn't slow down. She squeezed his cock with all the power in her lust-craved cunt. She felt as though she were being fucked for the first time. Her son was even more wonderful than she thought he would be.
But Billy was starting to suffer from too much of a good thing. For the first time, he was feeling the full weight of the mature body on top of him. As much as he loved her, Billy couldn't deny the fact that he was having one hell of a time catching his breath. As a matter of fact, he was afraid of passing out!
"Wait a minute, Mom," Billy said, letting go of the dildo he was manipulating up Janet's shithole. "I just need a little rest. Just a minute," he pleaded, begging for a chance to relax for a bit.
"Shut the fuck up, motherfucker!" Janet screamed, grinding her cunt down harder against her son's spent tool. "Get that dick of yours nice and hard, I want to feel you slamming nice and deep into my drooling pussy!"
Billy was shocked at the wild-assed screaming pouring from his beautiful mother's lips. He couldn't believe the look of lust on her face.
Janet moved quickly, before her son had a chance to realize what was happening. With the free end of her dildo sticking out of her asshole, she spun herself around atop Billy's spent figure. In a matter of moments, Janet was slamming her cunt down against her son's mouth while his dick responded to the enveloping heat of his mother's drooling lips.
Janet could feel herself teetering on the brink of another series of thrashing orgasms. And she wasn't about to be denied her pleasures without one hell of a fight. Her mouth pumped up and down the soft tube of cum coated flesh between her son's exhausted legs.
Even Billy was surprised when he felt the strength returning to his tired prick. He thrilled to the touch of his mother's hands reaching below his body, seeking out the deep recesses of his shithole.
"Feel nice, baby?" Janet asked, letting her boy's cock slip from between slobbering lips.
"You really are something, Mom," Billy laughed, jabbing his hips up towards her lewdly grinning lips.
Janet pulled her face out of reach for a moment, enjoying the little cat-and-mouse game she was playing with her handsome stud of a son. But she certainly didn't want her son to suffer too much. With low-pitched, obscene laughter spilling from her lips, she bent forward and took Billy's dick deep into her steaming mouth.
"Come on, you bitch!" Billy screamed. "Suck!"
Janet was proud of her work. Proud enough to suck extra hard and get the boy's juices flowing quickly. Her middle finger was still pistoning in and out of Billy's asshole, and she could feel his cum boiling as his soft, hairless balls rested against her trembling chin.
Janet grunted and groaned, straining with all her strength as she ground her pussy against Billy's mouth. By this time, he had caught his breath and was working away diligently. She smeared her cunt-cream all over his face while holding his head steady between her muscular thighs.
Janet stopped worrying about orgasming as she thrashed about. Her eyes were tightly closed, confident that Billy's prick would be hard and ready to fuck the shit out of her hungry body in just a little while.