Now Rita was passionately fucking her own son in her husband's bed, shuddering with depraved rapture as his lusty prick shot cum into her frenzied cunt, flooding her mind with distant memories, as well as flooding her pussy with thick jism.
Long after Bob stopped coming, Rita hugged his semi-hard cock in her dripping cunt, milking every last fiery drop of his jism. It felt like a gallon of cum to her, oozing onto the mattress, thrilling her with its wet stickiness, its raw male power.
"Oh, Son," she moaned, hugging him fervently, "you're one hell of a man!"
She was about to say his father would be proud of him – when she realized what they were doing! Still heaving for breath, Bob rolled off Rita and sprawled beside her. What a piece of ass his mother was!
His cock was almost fully erect again, Rita noticed when she stroked his prick in her fingers. She got a cigarette from the bedside table. There was no hurry. They had all afternoon, and she intended to try everything with her naked, fabulously hung son.
"Christ, Mom, I never realized how sexy you are before," Bob told her, squeezing a silken tit. "If Dad finds out I fucked you, he'll kill me!"
"No he won't," she assured him. "He won't find out, either, Bob." Now Rita touched on the real reason she'd stopped to smoke a cigarette. "When did you lose your cherry?"
He told her, feeling slightly embarrassed, still unable to grasp the fact that this luscious, hotly sexy brunette lying beside him and lewdly playing with his prick was his own mother. He'd lost his cherry with a girl in school.
Rita began questioning him closely about his sex life, about the number of girls he'd fucked, how good they were, what he preferred in sex. She grew deeply aroused as he talked in hesitant spurts. She had a wild desire to see Bob fucking a girl, watch him ram his long, hard cock into a girl's tender cunt. She realized it was far more than a motherly feeling of pride.
Rita was fishing, exploring possibilities for her first three-way with her son and another girl. She'd played with the idea of threesomes when she'd been picking up boys in Seattle, but didn't have the nerve to suggest it. The hot brunette didn't think she actually wanted to make it with a girl, although sexy girls gave her a funny tingling sensation in her lips. She waned to watch hung boys fucking girls, as a sort of lusty stimulant to her own passions.
That's what she told herself, anyway.
The truth was, the feverish nurse and housewife was searching for new kicks in sex. As long as she was going to fuck around on the side, why not go all the way and experiment? It was a search for total sexual freedom, for complete wanton liberty. She was in her late thirties and still strikingly attractive, and she had the nagging fear she would miss something.
A couple of times when Jack had been working, Rita went to porno movies by herself. She was embarrassed going alone at first, but once the movie got into the heavy fuck-action, the lusty brunette found herself fascinated and wildly excited by the spectacle of a hung guy savagely fucking a sexy woman. The three-ways excited her so much, she almost gave in to the urge to finger-fuck herself in the darkened theater.
Rita knew she could talk her son into a three-way. She'd thought about hinting it to her husband, but Jack was far too straight, she decided. Bob was young enough to be flexible in his views, and horny enough to appreciate two lusty women at the same time.
The odd thing was, sexy girls or women did not turn Rita on by themselves. But as long as there was a well-built guy in the picture, Rita could get feverishly aroused. Her obsession had always been with cocks.
She didn't realize that, with her desperate fuck-urge, that could change without warning.
"Ever fuck a girl in the ass or the tits?" Rita asked her son, jerking his hard cock slowly in her hot fist and putting out her cigarette.
"No, Mom, never," he said, wondering if she ever talked like that with his father.
The words, coming from his mother, excited the hell out of him. He wondered if she'd dress up in a sexy bra and panties and black nylons for him sometime.
"I like those things, Son," she whispered, moving down to his throbbing prick. "How often can you get your cock hard in a couple of hours?"
"I don't know, Mom – five or six times, maybe."
"Oh Jesus!" she laughed, stroking his hot cock-meat and moving in close with her wet lips. "I think I just found the answer to my problems!"
She darted out her pink tongue and licked up the drop of jism on his prick-knob. With a deep moan, Rita began sucking her son's enormous prick, using every lewd trick she knew. Cock-sucking was the hot brunette's first love, and she put her blazing soul into it. She slid her boiling mouth up and down on his prick teasingly at first, savoring his heat and power, the way his cock throbbed massively in her juicy mouth and tight fist.
She was determined to give her son the wildest blow-job he'd ever had, so he wouldn't hesitate to come back for more. Bob lay back, sighing with delicious pleasure as the naked brunette sucked his cock to a dreamy tempo, swirling her wet tongue around the cock-knob each time she slid up. He clutched her head in his hands, drawing up his knees, groaning as her boiling lips worked on his prick-meat.
Bob had gotten a few blow-jobs from various girls before. A couple of them had been pretty good, but they were a joke compared to what his lusty mother was doing to his prick now.
She whipped her mouth a trifle faster on his prick, moaning in her throat, trying to control her deep craving for his jism. Rita knew she could get him to cum in less than a minute if she wanted, but her son deserved her best cock-sucking technique.
She'd shifted her body around so that her naked ass and thighs were close to his face, an invitation to play with her ass. Bob groaned when Rita suddenly scraped her teeth gently across his prick for a sudden, sharp thrill. He dug his fingers into her hot, luscious ass while she sucked his cock. He was eager to fuck her in her tiny asshole.
"Oh, Mom, wow!" he groaned.
She had suddenly released his cock from her lips and was showering kisses along its pulsing length, down to his hairy balls. She kissed the furry globes, lewdly lapping his balls with her tongue. She sucked on his balls to give him an obscene series of thrills while she jerked his hard-on slowly in her fist.
Rita wanted to sit on Bob's face, but she knew she had to clean her pussy first. After all, it was still full of his cum. Getting hotter, Rita resumed her cock-sucking, churning her lips faster, jerking his prick in rapid, lusty strokes in her fist. The feverish brunette was losing control, battering her throat with his cockhead, spurred by the swelling and quivering hardness of the massive cock in her mouth.
Her husband had marveled at Rita's juicy, frantic mouth when she'd given him his first blow-job. When they were first married, she used to unzip his fly and suck his cock the minute he got home, so he'd be relaxed for dinner.
It occurred to Jack that his stunningly sexy wife didn't learn cock-sucking like that from a girl-scout book, but he didn't question her past. He hadn't learned to fuck from reading a boy-scout manual, either. It was enough to know he could get the wildest, hottest blowjob in town – any time he wanted – in his own home.
"Gonna come, Mom!" groaned Bob, lunging his hips.
He started fucking her mouth with urgent fuck-thrusts, holding her head tightly in his hands. The fierce suction of her boiling lips and furious tongue on his prick was lustier, more explosively exciting than any pussy he had fucked before.
A low scream rose in Rita's throat when he stung her mouth with a giant wad of jism. She pumped his cock eagerly in her fist, sucking up the hot torrent, gulping her son's cum down with depraved relish. No matter how many well-hung boys she sucked off, the lewd brunette always felt an intensely erotic thrill when they shot their cum in her mouth. Her son's cum was liquid fire, sweet and thick, spurting down her throat in feverish gushes.
Rita sucked hard for the last trickle, noting he didn't even get soft after he came. She sat up, panting and licking her lips with deep satisfaction. She still played with his prick, applying a constant pressure she hadn't let up since she had first seized his hard-on.
Her eyes gleamed. "Remember, Son, where to come when you want another blow-job like that. A girl can't satisfy you the way your own mother can!"
"Amen!" murmured Bob.
He figured it wasn't a hit-and-run anyway, that a steady piece would come out of this. But Bob was nervous about fucking his mother behind his father's back. He liked his father. But he loved his mother's wild mouth and pussy! Man, would he have to be careful!
Again, as she played with his prick, Rita questioned him closely about his experiences with girls, pumping him for vivid details. Did girls usually ask him to eat their pussies? Did they cry in pain when he fucked his immense cock into their tiny cunts? Did they ever offer to suck his cock? What kind of girl did he like best?
His last answer gave her a rush of pride. "A girl like you, Mom. Big tits, slender, beautiful leg, fucks like wild!"
"Let's take a shower together," Rita said, coaxing him off the bed by the hand. She felt deliciously wanton as the two of them padded naked down the hallway, Bob's long red cock looming out. God, she prayed fervently, don't let Jack come home from work early!
They stood wider the warm spray and Bob soaped his mother's gorgeous hot tits down, rolling the lush nipples in his fingers until they were fat and hard. Rita loved fucking in the shower, especially the wet body contact.
She got on her knees before her son, lathering his prick and balls, rolling her tongue lewdly around his cock-head to keep his prick savagely hard. She made certain there were plenty of suds on his huge hard-on.
Rita turned her back to him and placed her palms against the tiled shower wall. She spread her legs and jutted her ripe ass out in invitation.
"Okay, Son, I want you to fuck my ass. Don't worry about hurting me, I'm not a virgin there, you know! Your father has come up my ass so many times, I love it. Go ahead!"
He grabbed her ass-cheeks and spread them, the blood surging in his prick. From behind, his mother looked like a pin-up – sleek, satiny, her luscious ass trembling in anticipation. He placed his purple cock-knob squarely against her tiny asshole. He took a deep breath.
"Go on! Oooooo! Oh, shit, that's a killer! Ungh!"
He was bigger than his father, Rita realized with alarm. Not that much bigger, but hard and massive enough to send bolts of pain through her ass-guts. Yet her excitement was much greater too, because this was her own rugged son's colossal cock fucked up her ass and she thrilled to the feel of his manhood.
Bob groaned, holding his cock firmly inside her boiling asshole. She wriggled and spasmed on him, wiggling her hips slightly, gasping in anguish. To ease the pain, Rita used one hand to lewdly finger-fuck her cunt as Bob started fucking her ass with feverish fuck-lunges.
"Can't slow down, Mom! Christ, it's juicy! Oh Mom, your ass! Wowww! Sorry but I gotta do this!"
He was suddenly fucking her brutally in her tender ass, holding her hips in an iron grip, fucking her almost to the hilt. Each time he fucked forward, his moaning mother rubbed her silky ass against his crotch, sending jolts of bliss through his raw cock. Her asshole had almost as much suction as her wild mouth and fiercely hot pussy.
"Shoot your jizz up my ass!" Rita groaned, arching her back.
He fucked deeply and relentlessly, his grunts mingling with her sharp cries in the shower. Bob slid his hands up to her panting tits and squeezed them as he fucked faster. She flexed her ass-muscles, trying to draw the cum from his balls, knowing that the moment she felt that first boiling spurt in her bowels, she would climax in a frenzy.
"Coming, Mom, cominggg! Jeeeeeeezus! Mmmf!"
She squirmed her ass wildly and wriggled her finger deep into her sucking cunt as his thick jism burst in her ass-guts. She tried with pure obscene joy, knowing she was taking his cherry, at least where hot sexy asses were concerned. Rita shuddered from head to toe, grinding her cheeks to his bush, draining his quivering cock-rod with her fiercely clasping asshole.
Bob gasped, slipping his raw cock out. She sagged against the shower wall, savoring the sticky, wanton flood of cum in her bowels. She cleaned herself thoroughly after that, especially her pussy. Bob didn't know it yet, but he was going to suck his feverishly hot mother's cunt, returning the blow-job.
She toweled him dry with motherly concern. He was hard again! Didn't he ever go down? At his age, they were all furiously hard cock, all bristling stud, with only one thing in mind.
Back in her bedroom, Rita lectured her son on the delights of pussy-eating, pointing out that there wasn't a girl or woman in the world who didn't love to have her cunt eaten. Most younger girls were bashful about it, but they loved getting their rocks off that way. A healthy girl loved getting sucked just as much as a guy, sometimes more.
Now that Bob was psychologically prepared, Rita lay back and parted her thighs, drawing up her knees to expose her pink, dripping cunt. Eager to please his mother, but still awkward, Bob crouched down between her thighs. He clutched her velvety ass in his hands and she nudged her pussy close to his lips, twinning her fingers in his hair.
"Easy does it now," she whispered. "Remember to be gentle with pussies, Son. They're super-sensitive. Just kiss my pussy like you would a girl's mouth. Mmmmmmm, yes! Then french it. Oh, yes, honey! Oooooooo! Mmmmmm, oh, Son, that's wonderful, ah, now suck on my clit – but gently. Oh, Lord! Use your tongue, darling. Oh, yes, yes, eat it! Eat my cunt!"
She was hot and wet and fragrant, fucking his mouth in sensuous grinds, sobbing with wild pleasure as Bob lapped her juicy pussyslit. Rita raised her legs high and dug her heels into his bare shoulders, rubbing her squirming cunt passionately to his harsh lips.
The only time Rita had ever really wanted to fuck with a girl was during a porno fuck, when she saw one sexy girl wolfishly suck off another. A woman understood how delicate and thrilling sucking on a hot pussy could be. Because she had sucked off so many guys, Rita was curious about eating a girl, wondering if it could turn her on.
She started coming over her son's face in a stream of cunt-honey, loud moans coming from her throat.
Because her eyes were closed, she didn't see the figure standing in the doorway.
April watched them for a full two minutes, stunned and wildly excited at the lewd spectacle of the naked, muscled boy going down on his sexy-hot mother. The young blonde told herself she should leave, that she had no business being in their house. But she was so excited her pussy-hairs were drenched with her cunt-juices.
Rita saw her and gave a sharp cry of alarm. She froze, with her dripping hot cunt crushed to Bob's mouth. He jerked his head around, startled.
It took both of them a few seconds to recognize the blonde as the girl next door. Rita's face burned with shame and guilt. Bob's long hard-on quivered hotter than ever. What a fox!
"What are you doing here?" Rita finally whispered.
"Watching," April said with a lewd smile. "And thinking, Mrs. Parks. Thinking what your husband would say if he knew about this." Her eyes gleamed, sweeping from the brunette's lush, creamy curves to her son's enormous red cock and balls.
Rita hugged her tits, feeling foolish. "What do you want?" she hissed. "Money?"
"No," April said, stepping inside the room and closing the door behind her.
She leaned against the door, her tawny tits panting in her shirt. The top few buttons were open, and Bob could see her luscious upper tit mounds.
"I want to watch," April said softly. "I want to fuck, too. With both of you."
"Jeeeezus!" Bob said hoarsely. Between his naked, feverish mother and the blonde now unbuttoning her shirt to bare her lush, hot nippled tits, he almost shot off on the mattress.
"Are you crazy?" Rita asked in astonishment. "You're only a girl? A little girl!"
The blonde stripped off her shirt and held her firm tits in her fingers. "How's this for a little girl, Mrs. Parks? Hey, lady, I've got a few surprises for you. For both of you!" After which, April thought, she would proudly tell the naked brunette about fucking her husband and taking her darling daughter's cherry.