Liz filed her toenails meticulously. They had to be perfect. She had already taken a long bath, then had sat on her bed and had brushed out her long hair. Her hair shimmered in the subdued light of the bedroom. Now and then she would look up into the long mirror of her dresser and shake her head, smiling at the way her thick hair swayed and bounced. Tonight she looked good enough to make a commercial. Tonight she could even be a centerfold girl for Playboy. She sucked in her belly and puffed out her chest. Her tits stood up like those of a teenage girl – firm and conical. Her nipples looked like red poker chips. Very impressive. Very sexy.
The toenails of her right foot done, she released that foot, then brought her other foot up to rest on her right knee. Before starting to file the nails of her left foot, she reached between her legs to scratch her cunt. Though she had stepped out of the bathtub just a short time ago and had dried herself thoroughly, her pussy was already drenched between her cuntlips, and some of her fuck juice had moistened the bedspread between her legs. Oh, well! she thought, resigned to the fact that she had an ever-horny pussy, and she went back to filing her toenails.
Her cunt wouldn't stop throbbing, wouldn't stop juicing. All her panties were in the wash. She was sure her bedroom reeked of pussy. She had given up trying to push the sexual thoughts out of her mind. The thoughts seemed to swarm upon her like a pack of wild teens every time she tried to suppress them. When she stopped fighting the thoughts, they still came, but they came more like friendly visitors.
Having accepted her obsession, having stopped trying to run from her insistent lusts, she now felt more at peace with herself. What's more, she felt strangely confident and expectant. Something great was about to happen. She couldn't tell what, but she could sense something imminent.
Her toenails looked perfect. Finished with her left foot, she dropped it down next to her right and admired them both. All the nails were straight, just the right length. And her toes were a sexy pink. She wiggled them, thinking about the way Jade had wiggled her toes around her father's cock this morning. Lester had got so excited by this girl's feet that he had shot all over her.
Liz stretched, pushing her arms high over her head. She leaned back on the bed, keeping her back propped up with her elbows so she could admire herself in the mirror. She spread her legs wide. Her cuntlips parted, revealing the glistening wet pussy-meat between them. She thought of Jade lying on the table in front of Lester, her teenage legs spread to almost a full split. The girl's open cunt must have been maddeningly exciting to Lester, her pink pussy-meat looking like rose petals beaded with morning dew. Lester had fallen on his face between his daughter's legs, licking furiously at her pussy while his big cock throbbed.
Liz reached between her legs. She grasped the fat, hairy lips of her blond pussy and tugged them apart farther than they had naturally parted. The hole of her cunt opened and the warm evening breeze, which wafted into the room through the open window, swirled down into her moist cunthole, cooling her pussy and making her cunt-flesh tingle. Liz worked a finger down into her cunt with circular motions. Her cunt walls were hot to the touch and were very slick. As she twirled her finger inside her pussy, the hot juice seemed to bubble out of her, running down over her ass and between her asscheeks.
Liz thought of Carmen and remembered the way Carmen's pussy had gushed on her face when Carmen had sat on her, remembered the taste and smell of Carmen's pussy. Liz pulled her finger out of her cunt and sucked off the fuck juice. It was warm and sweet like Carmen's. Strange, but at that moment Liz wished that it was Carmen's pussyjuice and not her own that she was tasting. She and Carmen had gotten it on enough times now for Liz to have lost her inhibitions regarding sucking pussy. And tonight, for the first time, she actually craved the taste of pussy, craved the smell of cunt, craved the feel of hot pussy slabs pulsating against her lips and tongue. She wished Carmen were here.
Relaxing back on the bed, Liz shoved the middle finger of her right hand back up her cunt. As she worked it in and out of the fluffy pussy-meat of her cunthole, she rubbed her clit. Her clit stood up and quivered. Her clit jerked around and danced, poking at her finger. Warm tingles streamed through her clit and radiated out through her loins. Her clit had always fascinated her. Her clit was small, like a tiny rose bud, like a teenage girl's nipple, but it gave her so much pleasure, felt so good. She loved to have her clit sucked – now that Carmen was around to do it for her. But she wished she could get a guy to do it, especially one of those teens Carmen had picked up for her. They all loved to suck tits. They might just as much like to suck clits and pussies. Liz smiled. The next time Glen sneaked up on her while, she was sunbathing she'd be ready for him.
She could see it now – horny Glen jerking off in the bushes while he watched her sunbathing in the nude, horny Glen losing control of himself and rushing upon her like a shameless savage to fuck her until his quivering teenage cock squirted. She would let him fall on her, but before he could get his cock inside her, she'd flip him over, crawl up his squirming body, and drape her throbbing cunt slabs over his moaning mouth. The tiger would fight for a few moments, until the aroma of pussy intoxicated him, and then he would relax and begin to suck. She would drown him in her pussyjuice. The teen would swallow down every drop, hungry for all she could give him. Her clit would jab at his lips, would fuck one of his nostrils. When she came, the teen would spurt off spontaneously into the air. She would look over her shoulder, watching his white cum squirt high into the air. Some would land like hot wax on her back and ass. The rest would splat down on his belly. And all the while, she would be coming, scouring his face with her slimy crotch.
She finger-fucked her cunt quickly now. A rage of sensations flooded her loins. She brought her spread legs together and clamped them around her hand. Her orgasm hit, making her eyes roll back, making her toes curl. She clenched her hand between her thighs to the rhythm of her orgasmic waves.
"Feels good," she whispered. "Oh, God, it feels good!"
When her orgasm had subsided, she pulled her finger out of her cunt and brought her wet hand to her face, inhaling the musky cuntal aroma. She tittered to herself. She was filthy, as bad as Carmen. Two weeks ago she would have felt guilty, lying here so shamelessly indulging herself.
Before Carmen had come along, Liz would have jacked off quickly on the toilet had she felt the need to relieve some sexual tension. She would never have spent an hour in the bathtub, rubbing herself off before she climbed out and another hour pampering herself, only to lie back on her bed to lazily jack off again. And such thoughts she had now while jacking off! Such filthy visions! Sucking pussy. Sitting on the teen's face. Oh, so filthy! But so exciting, so exquisitely pleasurable! She was like Carmen now – shameless, filthy, and horny as a mink.
Liz stretched on the bed, luxuriating in the feel of her nakedness. She rolled on the bed, rubbing against the spread like a she-cat. She spread her legs, pointed her toes, and grinned at herself in the mirror. She licked one of her red nipples. She pretended to be one of those filthy girls in the sex magazines, one of those girls who like to tease men with their bodies, who like to open themselves up and allow men to see into their dark, wet cunts.
"Come on, baby," she said, pretending to be talking to a man who was watching her. "Come on and take a peek inside me. Smell good, honey? Wanna lick it?"
She felt the juices bubbling out of her pussy again, rolling down into her asscrack. Christ, she was hot! She was staining the bedspread. The smell of pussy saturated the air of the bedroom. Lord, she was ready to rub herself off again! She sprang up, dancing in front of the mirror like a stripper.
Her big tits swayed and jiggled. Her hips gyrated like a belly dancer's, moved independently of her torso. She turned in circles, wiggling her ass at the mirror while she looked over her shoulder to watch. Her ass was sexy enough to eat. Were it possible, she would shove her nose between her asscheeks and would suck on her own asshole. Were it possible, she would lick out her own pussy. Were it possible, she would fuck herself.
As she danced, she imagined she heard the sinuous whine of an oboe. She imagined herself to be a dancing girl in a sultan's harem, writhing naked before the sultan and his court. She could feel the dark, fiery eyes of the men tracing up and down her squirming body like warm fingertips. She could sense the hard cocks of all the men dancing under their robes like cobras as they watched her, as they lusted for her. She imagined herself falling before each of the horny men, imagined lifting the robe of each in turn to suck off his stiff prick. She could taste all their jism, all their hot spurting fuck juices. She could smell their cocks and balls. Cuntjuice ran down her inner thighs like warm honey. Her thighs slipped against each other as if they had teen oiled.
"Oh, yesss!" she whispered. "Oh, yes, yes, yesss!"
Warm hands seemed to be caressing up and down her body, roving over her hot nipples, fingering her navel, tugging and squeezing her inflated pussylips. She writhed, wiggled, and swayed her head, dancing a dance of pure lust. She turned slowly in circles, watching the room weave round and round. She began to move around the room, leaving the mirror behind. She could imagine herself dancing now – no mirror needed.
The evening breeze lifted and waved the gauzy white curtains. Her shadows danced on the walls. The open doorway of her bedroom framed a dark hallway. The hallway looked strange and mysterious, like a cave begging to be explored. Suddenly, Liz found herself passing through her doorway. She glided down the hallway silently, her lubricated thighs slipping against each other.
Ahead of her, a shaft of light formed a yellow rectangle on the carpeted floor in front of Lonnie's bedroom door. Without a thought, she knew where she was headed.
Lonnie lay on his bed, reading a book. His head was propped up by a pillow. His school book was balanced on his bare chest. His bare legs were spread. His only clothing, a pair of white bikini underwear, bulged at the crotch.
He does have a big prick! Liz thought. Jade hadn't been lying. Liz felt another trickle of warm cuntjuice glide down the inside of one thigh. She had last seen Lonnie's cock when he was just a peewee kid. Until she had met Carmen, she had never even considered her son as a sexual object. But now, filled with a fuck-fever she was powerless to fight, she wanted her son more than anything else in the world. One look at the bulge in his underwear was enough to shake the last flickers of doubt and guilt from her mind. He had a big prick, a monstrous cock, coiled like a huge snake in his tiny bikini briefs. She had to have him. She would have his prick.
Like a silent spirit she stepped into his bedroom. Without hesitation, she moved toward her son's bed. She could smell him, could smell his sweaty aroma, could smell his cock and balls. She ached to taste her son, to devour him, to absorb him into herself. She stood next to his bed, looking down at his blue eyes as they scanned the page of his book.
For a few moments, Lonnie continued reading. Then, like a rabbit sensing danger, he froze. His eyes flicked upward, and he saw her. With a sharp intake of breath, he dropped the book. His eyes, gazing into her own for a moment with a look of terror, suddenly fell, zigzagging down over her naked body. His mouth dropped open, and his body trembled. Before he could say a word, Liz sat beside him on the bed and was tugging off his shorts.
Lonnie's prick was the largest, most beautiful cock Liz had ever seen. Even the big football jocks in her high school hadn't had cocks this big. Lonnie's prick looked longer than her husband's by at least two inches. Most astounding of all was that his prick was still soft, still hanging over his balls like a spongy snake. The moment she grabbed his cock, however, the floppy monster stiffened. As his cock stiffened, the huge hunk of prickmeat lengthened and fattened. Seeing his cock fully erect now, Liz moaned out loud.
"Oh, Lonnie, I never knew it was so big." She held his huge prick by the base, sniffing the length of his cock, nuzzling his prick, flicking her tongue up and down over the vein-gnarled cockshaft. She kissed his big round balls, which seemed to hum like turbines in their tight pink sac.
Lonnie watched her with eyes so wide that Liz had to giggle. He was such a shy cute teen. The shock he displayed thrilled her in a strange way. She knew that he wasn't completely innocent. From what she had heard Jade say to Lester, Liz gathered that Lonnie had fucked Jade. She could show Lonnie things that Jade still hadn't dreamed of. She smiled at Lonnie, then engulfed the head of his cock.
Lonnie stretched, groaning. His cock jerked, the head pulsating. Precum oozed out of his cock and rolled like warm tears down Liz's throat.
"Mom!" Lonnie gasped. "Oh, wow! Oh, man! Boy oh boy!" His skinny hips began to hump.
Tingles flooded Liz's loins. As Lonnie's bloated cockhead lodged in her throat, pussyjuice oozed out from between her cuntlips like hot oil. The feel of Lonnie's ivory-smooth cockshaft between her lips made all her mouth and throat tingle like her cunt. She sucked, bobbing her head, hungry for her son's adolescent cum.
Lonnie squirmed all over the bed. "Oh, yeah! Oh, boy! Tits, ass, cunt, suck! Oh, uh, uh!" He fucked furiously, gagging Liz, choking her.
Liz pulled up off his cock for a moment, catching her breath. Lonnie's hands fell on her head.
"Suck it, Mom! Suck it!" He tugged at her head, humping his cock at her mouth.
Liz clamped her oiled thighs together, shimmying them frantically. She wanted to come, had to come. She had never felt so excited. Without actually thinking about what she was doing, she swiveled around on the bed, straddling Lonnie in the sixty-nine position. Her heavy tits dangled against his belly. She felt his breath on her ass. She lowered her ass, mashing her dripping pussy to his mouth.
Lonnie groaned, and his tongue slipped up her cunt.
Liz sprawled on him, grinding herself at his firm body, rotating her ass against his face. She hugged his massive cock, rubbing the hot monster all over her face and lips and nose. She felt his nose massaging her asspucker, felt his teeth cutting her pussy slabs, felt his lips sucking her clit and his tongue twirling inside her cunt.
"Oh, Lonnie!" she moaned. "Oh, my darling! Eat me, sweetheart! Eat your momma!"
Once more, she swallowed up his big dripping cock. As she bobbed her head up and down, mouth-fucking his prick, she used her lips and tongue to stimulate every inch of his sensitive cockskin, paying special attention to his meaty throbbing prickhead. The horny cock jerked in her mouth, bubbling precum like hot honey. She cupped the teen's large balls and massaged them as she sucked. Her head and hands moved deft and quick. She wanted to bring her son off fast. Her molten crotch was ready to explode, and she wanted to come with him, wanted to taste his spurting cum while her spasming pussy slabs flapped like birds' wings against his sucking lips.
Zinging jolts began passing through her son's skinny body. She envisioned his tight body as a huge cock, a prick around which her own body was wrapped. His body quivered and throbbed just like a cock. She could feel his heart thudding under her belly, could feel arteries in his abdomen fluttering against her tits. His balls bloated up like suddenly inflated balloons. They throbbed in her hand. The teen's prick shuddered, jerking her head with its force. The teen shot his hot jism, nearly blowing her head off. A waterfall of teenage cum gushed down her throat.
Lonnie sank his teeth into her pussy slabs. Whimpering, he gnawed at her pussy, munched, and sucked so hard that Liz thought her cunt would turn inside out. His face twisted from side to side. As he devoured his mother's crotch, he blasted load after load of hot jism down her throat.
Liz was filled with Lonnie, filled with his flesh, filled with his cum. She could feel the warm pool of his cum in her stomach, could feel warm streams of his jism caressing her undulant throat. The smell of his balls, the smell of his jism filled her head. She tasted his flesh, tasted the sweet jism of his loins, felt his body quivering ecstatically under her. A ball of sensation exploded in her pussy.
Prickles of sensation drenched her skin. A million hot needles stabbed her crotch and asshole. Her body jerked spastically as if she was having a seizure. She crushed Lonnie under her, smothered him with her crotch, sucked his cock halfway down her throat. Hot jism burst out of his cock. Another barrage of hot needles stabbed her crotch and asshole. Had her throat not been stuffed with cock, she would have screamed.
As their orgasms subsided, Liz relaxed, sighing. She lifted her ass from Lonnie's face and turned around to face him, climbing off him and seating herself on the bed beside him.
Lonnie smiled at her shyly. His blue eyes blinked. He wiped his mouth with his forearm. Pussyjuice still glistened on his neck and nose. He reached up and fondled one of his mother's tits, thumbing the nipple.
Liz petted his head and wiped the pussyjuice from his cheeks. His panting breath was warm on her hand, and as she caressed his lips with her fingertips, he kissed her hand.
"How's my guy?" Liz asked.
"Fine, Mom."
"Did you enjoy what we did?"
Lonnie's already red face blushed deeper. He nodded his head, giving her an embarrassed snicker.
"Good," Liz said, and she leaned over and kissed him – not a motherly peck on the cheek but a deep kiss on the mouth. She licked the back of her son's throat, and he responded by caressing his tongue back and forth over hers. The deep mouth contact made Liz's cunt contract. She drew Lonnie's hand away from her tit and guided him between her legs.
"Oh, Mom!" Lonnie muttered into her mouth, and his fingers writhed between her pussylips like excited tongues.
Liz groaned. Her pussy contracted rhythmically. Hot juice bubbled out, drenching her son's hand, oiling her crotch, staining her son's bedsheets. She reached behind her and grasped her son's huge cock. His prick was hard as steel and twitching with excitement.
"I love your cock, darling," she said. Bonnie grinned at her, a glint of pride in his blue eyes. "Thanks," he said.
She kissed his forehead. "There aren't many men with cocks as big as yours. I'm proud of you, honey."
She stroked the big dong, rotated her thumb around the glossy burning head. His big prick quivered, jerking strongly. She gripped his cock tightly, working his cockskin up and down over his rock-hard prickshaft.
Lonnie's slim body stiffened. He sighed loudly, squirming under his mother's caresses. He forced two or three fingers up Liz's cunt and twisted them while he jammed them in and out.
The insatiable fire flared up once more in Liz's pussy. Her asshole and cunt became a mass of writhing, tingling flesh. Lonnie's hand moved away from her cunt, crawling down over her sensitive ass and up between her asscheeks. His fingers pinched her hot asspucker. One finger slipped up her asshole. Liz wiggled her ass like a fucking teeny bopper.
"Oh, Lonnie!" she said. "Oh, darling, fuck your mother!"
She jumped up, leaning forward immediately, bracing her hands on her knees, arching her back and turning up her ass. She acted without thinking. All she cared about now was satisfying her maddening lust. All she wanted now was to feel her son's monstrous hot cock fucking in and out of her body – in and out of her asshole, and in and out of her cunt, wherever he wanted to fuck her.
She gyrated her ass, enticing her son like a bitch in heat enticing a stud.
"Come on, Lonnie, fuck me, honey! Put that big beautiful cock inside me! Oh, quick, do it!"
Lonnie bounced up off the bed, landing behind his mother with a thud. He panted loudly, muttering to himself under his breath. His hot fingers wrapped around Liz's hips. His burning prickhead jabbed at her ass, then slid down between her legs.
Liz groaned. Lonnie's cock felt like a monstrous hot snake between her thighs. As his prick slipped back and forth between her smooth, lubricated thighs, his cock jerked with such strength that Liz thought that his prick would support her weight. Her son's prick was huge, and as strong as a cylinder of steel.
Lonnie grabbed her jiggling tits. His hot hands squeezed them, bounced them, pinched them. He thigh-fucked her hard and fast, his prick throbbing more wildly by the second.
Liz was sure that any second now she'd see ropes of white jism flying through the air past her nose. She didn't want that. She'd rather feel his hot cum bursting inside her. She reached back, trying to catch his cock.
"Put it in me, darling! Shove it in me! Oh, quick, sweetheart, quick!"
Lonnie grunted. He pulled back, letting the enormous head of his cock slip upward between her pussylips.
Liz staggered, dizzy with lust. She churned her ass, trying to screw her pussy backward onto her son's cock.
With another grunt, Lonnie lunged, ramming his hot prick up his mother's cunt. The eight-plus inches of cock stretched Liz's cunt out wider than any cock before. Her stretched pussy tissues burned and ached. She bit her lips, on the verge of orgasm instantly.
"Fuck meeee!" she moaned. "Oh, Lonnie, fuck meeeeee!"
She bucked her ass, fucking her son's cock. Her tits flopped. Her head shook from side to side.
Lonnie hugged his mother's waist. His skinny hips tightened, humping at his mother's pussy. His huge cock fucked in and out of his mother's cunt like a greased billy club. As he fucked, his hard belly rhythmically slapped his mother's upturned, gyrating ass.
Liz lifted up and down on her toes, dancing with pleasure. She concentrated on the feeling of Lonnie's cock inside her. She visualized his prick sliding in and out of her cunt. Before his big cock had fucked her very long, her cunt exploded.
"Ohhhhhhhh, Lonnie, I'm coming! Oh, my, baaaaaaby, fuck meeeeeeee! Ahhhhhhhh!"
Her entire body shivered. Her feet seemed to leave the ground. She seemed to be dancing in the air, impaled on her son's electrically charged cock. With each fuck of the huge prick, her pussy shuddered with a fresh barrage of spasms.
In a short time, her orgasm passed. She felt Lonnie's cock throbbing inside her spent cunt. He clung to her ass, panting, licking and biting her back.
"Oh, Mom!" he said. "I love you. Can I fuck you in the asshole, Mom? I really feel like doing it."
Liz thought she must be hearing things, but she said, "Yes, sweetheart, do what you like."
"Oh, boy!" Lonnie yanked his cock out of her cunt so suddenly that Liz gasped, and even before she could brace herself, he had forced his apple sized cockhead between her asscheeks.
Liz felt his hot prickhead stretching her asspucker. She breathed deeply, trying to relax. She arched her back, making sure to keep her ass turned up. As his prick moved in, she tensed, suddenly doubtful that she could take such a monster up her virgin ass.
"Lonnie, Lonnie, oh, oh, I don't think I can…"
His slippery cock burst up her asshole. His hard hips smacked her waving asscheeks. The huge cock felt like a red-hot steel cylinder pulsating inside her belly.
Liz chewed her lips. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Oh, God, Lonnie! Oh, my God! It… it, uh, uh, uh, ohhh!"
Without giving her a chance to adjust to the feel of his cock inside her, without giving her a chance to resist or to cry in complaint, the hot teenager started fucking away. Growling suddenly like a tiger, he fucked his prick up her ass with complete abandon. As he ass-fucked his gasping mother, he clawed at her ass, clawed up and down her belly, and clawed her tits. He gnawed her back, chewed her neck and shoulders, and licked her smooth flesh.
"Oh, Mom!" he muttered. "Oh, wow! I'm fucking your ass! Fucking your ass! Oh, Jesus! Oh, man!"
His hips smacked her ass with such speed that Liz thought he must have a motor inside his body. His cock sizzled inside her. Her bowels were on fire. He was fucking her to death, tearing her apart, slicing her up inside.
"Ohh, Mom!" the teen cried. "Oh, God!" he whimpered, clinging to her ass. His hot jism burst from his cock and flooded her asshole.
The spurts of jism came sharp and fast, like hot spears. Liz felt them in the pit of her belly. Her asshole throbbed. Her entire ass felt like a round, raw nerve, flashing with heat, flashing with prickles.
Lonnie clung to her helplessly, whining as he shot again and again. Each time his cock jerked, his jism squirted.
Liz closed her eyes and concentrated on the feelings in her ass, visualizing the spurts of white cum. All of a sudden, without warning, her asshole contracted. Orgasm swept through her pussy, as intense an orgasm as she had ever experienced. She cried out – satisfied.