Before bedtime, Grace called Peggy.
She had been sitting with her son, fondling his cock and balls idly, watching one of their favorite programs on television.
Peggy and Grace talked for some time, and she continued to fondle and stroke her sons cock and balls as she talked, her eyes becoming glassy as she gazed down. By the time she hung up, Peggy was intensely aroused.
Donny gave his mother a strange look, not understanding what had gotten her so excited. He had heard the replies of his mother, naturally, but they consisted of grunts and pleasantries.
After hanging up the telephone, Peggy kissed her son quickly, darting her tongue into his mouth deeply, then, with a low growl, she dove her face down. Taking his cock into her mouth, she sucked vigorously, mewling hotly. Surprised, but enjoying it, Donny caressed the back of his mother's head as she bobbed, her lips sliding smoothly and wetly up and down his throbbing cock, her tongue flicking like a flame.
Peggy hungered for her son's cock. The conversation she had had with Grace had thrilled and excited her, and she had erupted into a high state of arousal. As she spoke with – or rather listened to – Grace, her cunt had become extremely wet and hot, steaming with desire. It had not been so much talking to the tall beautiful woman as what Grace had said to her.
Peggy knew the things Grace had said had been designed to titillate and excite her, and it had worked. Now, with her cunt on fire, her mouth full of her son's hard cock, Peggy was sucking as if her life depended on it. Although she had always been an eager cocksucker, she seemed to be much hungrier now.
She sprawled out on the couch, causing her skirt to hike upwards. Her creamy long legs were exposed and the swelling cheeks of her ass were partially revealed to her son as she gobbled greedily at his prick. She hefted his balls and twisted them about gently, pulling to make him grunt with delight. The swollen head of his cock probed at her throat, and she soon had him dripping so much she had to swallow often.
Due to her eagerness, her wet and hot mouth, it did not take long to make her son come. The come juice gushed from his flaring piss hole and filled her mouth. Peggy rushed her tongue back and forth on his piss hole as he squirted the sweetness into her mouth, whimpering and twisting her hips about on the cushions.
But even then she was not satisfied.
With come juice glistening on her full lips, her green eyes sparkling, she pulled her son to his feet and then to her bedroom. She undressed swiftly as he sprawled out in the center of the bed. Her eyes blazed with erotic desire as she climbed onto the bed next to him.
After leaning over to kiss him, feeling his hands grabbing at her naked tits, she pulled up and, without a word, swung her leg over so that she was straddling his face.
"Eat me, darling!" she cried. Her hands pulled at the puffy lips of her cunt, her clit bulging out. "Ohhh, Donny, suck Mother's cunt! Tonguefuck my pussy, baby… suck Mother's hairy cunt!"
She felt his hands cupping the shaking cheeks of her naked ass and could wait no longer. She lowered her bushy cunt down onto his face, squirming and twisting her pussy into his mouth.
As her son's tongue fucked into her fiery pussy, Peggy squealed loudly and began to rub back and forth, smearing her son's face with steaming cunt juice. Her shapely tits jiggled tightly as her stomach rippled, her head back and eyes closed tightly. She gasped and cooed, gurgled and mewled as she tossed her naked ass about, keeping her cunt pressing into his mouth.
Twisting a bit, she reached back and grabbed his cock with a tight fist, squeezing and pulling as his prick once more swelled into the hardness she loved so very much.
With a squeal, she suddenly twisted about until she was facing his cock. Slamming her cunt into her son's face, she leaned over and began to suck at his prick once again, just as greedily as she had in the living room.
Somehow they rolled aver, and Peggy was on the bottom, her son's cock still inside her clutching lips. She closed her fingers about his naked ass while he shoved his mouth tight into her crotch. Closing her hot, creamy thighs against her son's face, she began to push and pull at his ass, making him fuck up and down into her mouth. His balls dangled above her eyes, his asshole brushing at her forehead now and then as he fucked up and down. Donny was squeezing at his mother's twisting ass cheeks as he fucked his tongue in and out of her slippery cunt. She wiggled her pussy against her son's face with mindless passion, whimpering around his cock when she felt one of his fingertips pressing the sensitive ring of her asshole.
Peggy screamed around her son, hard cock.
It was a scream of ecstasy as his finger darted into her burning asshole. With her son's tongue and finger both fucking into her, Peggy went wild with her own mouth. She clawed at Donny's plunging naked ass, trying desperately to swallow his hard cock into her stomach.
The orgasms that were rumbling through her were some of the strongest she had ever felt. Each one was more powerful than the last, and her naked body was shaking with the thrilling sensations, her flesh vibrating with ecstasy. She lifted her hips and began to grind frantically into her son's mouth, her asshole tightening and holding his deeply embedded finger. She came so hard that she almost fainted from the pleasure. It was such ecstasy that she was hardly aware that her son was once more coming in her mouth. She choked and gagged on the thick sweetness of his come juice, but only because she had been so involved in her own shattering orgasm.
They lay limply next to each other. Donny's head rested on his mother's inner thigh, his panting breath hot on her cunt.
It was morning when she woke up, and her son was already up and out of the house.
Feeling somewhat tired despite a good sleep she crawled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She showered, and the water revived her somewhat. The tiredness she had felt was due to the intensity of last night. It was a good kind of tiredness to her.
Dressing in a sheath that molded to her body with perfection, she brushed her auburn hair until it gleamed. A faint application of lipstick was all the makeup she put on. In the kitchen, she found that Donny had already made coffee for her. She smiled as she poured, feeling love for her son.
She drank her coffee, glancing at the clock frequently.
The call she had received from Grace the night before was still with her, the words Grace had said, the invitation she had extended.
Peggy had no doubt that she would accept it. She was looking forward to it very much.
As she finished her second cup of coffee, she found that her cunt was throbbing. That was nothing surprising to her, however. Her cunt throbbed a great deal, and, now that she was being fucked by Donny, her pussy throbbed not with desperation but anticipation. It was enjoyable to feel her cunt pulsate hotly between her thighs now, knowing that she would not be frustrated.
She had just finished rinsing her cup when the door bell sounded. Wondering who it could be so early, she went to answer it.
"Why, Paul!" she said in surprise.
"Hello, Peggy." The tall man smiled down at her. "May I come in?"
"Of course." She opened the door wider and admitted the good-looking man. "Is anything wrong?"
"No, nothing is wrong," he said in a low voice.
Peggy saw his piercing eyes and she shivered slightly. It was not a shiver of fear, but of arousal. She had seen Paul often, yet she had never felt this way before. But then again, he had not exactly looked at her this way before.
"Would you like some coffee?" she asked, feeling a deep burning in her cunt.
"Thank you," he replied and followed her to the kitchen.
Paul leaned against the sink as he sipped at his coffee, his eyes gazing boldly at her. Peggy felt like blushing. She had not felt this way in a long time, but that was what he made her feel like doing. She could not resist a peek at the front of his pants. Paul was dressed in a pair of old faded pants that he used to work about the house in and a shirt open almost to his waist. His chest, she noted, was quite hairy.
She had the distinct sensation that he could look right through her dress, see her tits and hairy cunt. The sensation was nice, a warm feeling. She nervously wrung her hands, not knowing what to say.
Suddenly he placed his cup on the sink and was reaching for her. Before she knew what was happening, Peggy was in his arms and kissing him desperately, sucking at his tongue as it snaked into her mouth. She rammed her hips against his, and felt his cock pressing against the lower part of her stomach. She flung her arms about his neck and stood on tiptoe, her head back and lips writhing as she sucked his tongue.
She trembled with bubbling desire when she felt his hands slide down her back and cup the tightening cheeks of her ass, his fingers digging into the resilient flesh. She bumped her cunt against him, drawing his head down to smash her lips tighter against his. She felt him arch his cock harder into her lower stomach, and she began to grind and whimper as desire burst into a roaring flame.
Paul worked her dress up in back, and, as he closed his hands over her naked creamy ass cheeks, he grunted with satisfaction. Mewling against his mouth, Peggy sucked his tongue deeply, then released it. Still with her cunt pressing hard against him, she looked up into his face, her green eyes shimmering with heat.
"Does Grace know where you are?" she asked in a throaty voice.
He nodded. "I told her I wanted to see for myself first."
She stepped from him, posing with her shoulders back and tits arching out, her nipples molded by the tight sheath. She placed a hand on one hip and smiled seductively at him. "Well, do you like it?"
"I liked it before." He grinned at her. "I've been watching you, Peggy. I won't deny I haven't. In fact, Grace and I have enjoyed some damned hot fantasies concerning you."
"Don't you think it's time to stop fantasizing?" she teased.
"Take your dress off," he said, but his voice was not demanding.
"Here? In the kitchen?"
He didn't reply but looked steadily at her. A glance down at his pants told Peggy the man had a wonderful hard-on now. His cock bulged out, but she could not really see the size or shape of his prick because of the loose pants. She began to pull the skirt of her sheath upwards, slowly, deliberately tantalizing Paul. She stopped when she had it up far enough to reveal her smooth, shapely thighs.
"Higher," he said, his voice trembling with desire.
"That's all you see until you show something in return," she replied, her green eyes flicking toward his cock significantly.
His hands moved to his pants which had buttons instead of zippers, and he had them open swiftly. She watched him shove his hand into his pants, then he lifted out his cock and balls at the same time. His prick stood very hard, at a forty-five degree angle to his stomach. His cockhead was huge and bright pink with a delicious-looking piss hole that was bubbling fuck juice. His prickshaft was thick and long, and she could see his cock pulsate. His balls, quite large, were hairy, but not too hairy. There was a pulsating fire igniting about her cunt, her clit distending even more than when she had been rubbing against him.
"Ooooo," she mewled with delight as she gazed upon his cock. "That is… is beautiful, Paul."
With a gesture of his hand, she slipped her dress higher for him. She watched a glaze come into his eyes when he saw the thick curls of her cunt, triangled perfectly, the dimple of her belly button. Peggy spread her feet about a foot apart on the floor, arching her hips forward so he could see her readiness.
"Now your tits," he said, his voice gruff but not demanding. "Let's see those sweet tits, Peggy."
She had to release her skirt to reach behind her neck to pull the zipper. But the skirt clung to her hips teasingly. Shrugging her shoulders, the sheath fell to her waist, and her rounded, luscious tits were exposed to him. Her nipples were tingling and hard, throbbing with the need for his hands to be on them.
"Are we just going to stand here and play show-and-tell, Paul," she murmured, "or did you have something else in mind?"
"Do you suck cock?" he asked.
"Of course," she replied.
"Do you take it up the ass?"
She looked at him quizzically. "Why all these questions? Why don't you find out for yourself?"
"It's important," he said, his cock jerking up and down, with the moisture becoming more pronounced.
"Like I said, why don't you find out instead of talk about it?"
She reached out for his hand. Turning, she led him from the kitchen to her bedroom. There, she removed her sheath completely, climbing onto the bed, looking at him over her shoulder with glowing eyes.
She lay there, legs wide, watching him undress. He was all man, she was pleased to see. His shoulders were wide and his chest full. His hips were narrow and his thighs were muscular. But the important thing to Peggy was his cock. His prick was the size of a nice cucumber, and her cunt was fiery with greed.
She writhed her naked ass on the bed as she waited for him to climb onto her. Her tits arched up, nipples swollen.
When Paul was on the bed with her, he stood on his knees at her head. When he reached down and placed his hand on the back of her head, Peggy eagerly opened her mouth to take in that thick, long cock. Her lips stretched around his cock as he slowly, shoved more between them. She felt her mouth full of his hard cock, stuffed until she could take no more. She did not even have room to lick with her tongue. But he began to gently fuck back and forth into her mouth, being gentle with her.
Peggy's eyes glazed over with ecstasy as her lips burned and stretched. She raised a hand to cup his dangling hairy balls, holding them tenderly as he fucked back and forth.
He held her head up with his strong hand, looking down at her as she sucked on his cock. Peggy's eyes flashed happily up at him, making soft, gurgling sounds of delight. She was thrilled with the way his thick cock stretched her lips, and she realized Paul's cock was larger than her husband's, certainly bigger than her son's.
"That's enough right now," he said, removing his cock from her hot, wet mouth. "You can suck me off later."
She waited with steaming anticipation as he moved between her spread thighs, his cock sliding along the sensitive inner surface of one thigh, leaving a moist, searing trail on her flesh. She lifted her head and tried to watch his cock as his prick brushed the hair-lined lips of her wet cunt. She felt him press the head of his cock between the lips of her pussy, and she hissed in ecstasy, her hips lifting from the bed as more of that long thick cock fucked her clutching cunt.
Paul stretched out on top of her, his hairy chest smashing her tits. She ran her hands down his back and clawed at his ass cheeks, lifting her legs and bending them at the knees, holding her thighs tightly to his now-moving hips.
They did not speak, but the soft grunts and moans coming from them was enough to tell the other of the heated ecstasy each felt.
Peggy's cunt, like her mouth, seemed stuffed to the limits as his cock fucked back and forth. Her swollen clit scraped along the hardness of his prick as he fucked her, sending her body and mind into rippling pleasure. As usual, her cunt began to grip and flex, suck and draw on his extremely hard cock. She banged her ass up and down, fucking him as though she were insatiable. Paul continued to fuck up and down slowly.
Despite her frenzied desire to be fucked hard and fast, Peggy loved what he was doing to her, teasing her fiery cunt with his slow, long, tantalizing thrusts. She could feel the head of his cock with the tight, sensitive lips of her runt, feet his prick pulsating inside her pussy.
Then his cock was pulled from her pussy.
"Oh, no! Please, no!" she wailed with disappointment. "Put it back, please! Oh, God… put that cock back inside my cunt!"
But Paul ignored her pleas.
He hooked his hands under her knees and shoved them back, pressing them against her tits as he moved to his knees. He looked down at her cunt, lifting her pussy into the air. Then he lowered his face and began to take long teasing licks of her pussy with his tongue.
Peggy swung her uplifted naked ass about with ecstatic gurgles of pleasure when his tongue slipped into her steamy cunt and began to fuck in and out, then to swirl up over her inflamed clit. Paul sucked her clit between his lips and began to bite lightly. She screamed as a sudden orgasm exploded deep inside her. Even then he did not let up, but kept his tongue fucking in and out of her hairy cunt and brought Peggy to another orgasm.
She was now holding her knees against her tits with her own hands, and Paul was gripping the stretching cheeks of her creamy ass, his tongue moving up and down her crotch swiftly, lapping about her tightly puckered asshole, up the wet lips of her pussy and swirled about her still bursting clitoris.
Finally he pulled his mouth from her pussy. His eyes were burning with desire, his mouth glistening with the juice of her cunt. Peggy, with hazy vision, watched as his cock came up again, and she gurgled softly as she anticipated his prick going deep into her cunt once more.
"You told me to find out for myself," he grunted.
And Peggy screamed.
His cock fucked into her asshole. The scream was not of pain, but of sharp. Unexpected pleasure.
Paul fucked his cock deep into her asshole, his lower stomach slapping against her puffy cunt, his balls against her ass. Peggy lifted her ass as high as she could, twisting as he began to fuck in and out of her tightly stretched asshole.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" she wailed, having one climax after the other, each orgasm more powerful and mind-shattering than the last. "Oh, God… fuck it, Paul! Fuck that hot asshole! Ohhh, that is so fucking good! I love it… love your big cock fucking my hot asshole!"
Paul moaned as he fucked his cock deep up her clinging ass, then he slowed down and fucked with gentle in and out strokes. Peggy was about to go out of her mind with the multiple orgasms going through her naked body. She twisted her head about, groaning and gurgling from deep inside her throat, her auburn hair fanning around.
She felt him remove his cock from her asshole, and again she wailed in protest. "Goddamn you! Fuck me in my ass! I want you to fuck me up my fucking hot ass and come in my asshole!"
But his cock was fucked back into her cunt again, and he fucked inert vigorously. Peggy rammed her hips up and down violently, mindless with ecstasy. Her cunt gripped his cock tightly, and she was coming and coming more than she could ever remember. Paul's cock continued to throb and fuck in and out, his balls now slapping against her flexing asshole. She again clawed at his ass cheeks with desperate, frenzied fingers, trying to pull his cock deeper than it could possibly go into her burning, greedy cunt.
And Paul once more pulled his cock from her body.
"Goddamn you, Paul!" Peggy screamed. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Can't you make up your fucking mind where yet want to fuck me? Oh, shit, fuck me anywhere… my cunt or my asshole or my cocksucking mouth, but fuck me, Goddamn you!"
Paul moved up her body, his legs on each side of her, and then he placed his hard cock between her tits. Using his hands, he closed her spongy tits around his cock and began fucking between them, his slippery prickhead probing at her chin. Peggy whined with ecstasy and shoved her chin down, making the dripping head of his cock brush her lips. Opening her mouth, she managed to let him fuck between her tits and into her mouth at the same time. But with each backward motion, his cock head came out, only to part her wet lips as he moved forward.
It was when he was pulling back that he came.
Thick, creamy come juice squirted from the head of his cock and splashed into her face. With a wail, Peggy opened her lips as wide as she could, managing to catch the rest of his spurting come juice on her tongue and in her mouth.
Paul slumped beside her, and Peggy, her face smeared with the creamy come juice, her lips glistening, turned her moist eyes toward him.
"You're a son of a bitch, you know that?" she whispered. "And, oh God, I loved it!"
"I thought you would," he replied with a chuckle, caressing her springy tits gently.
"Oh? And what made you think that?"
"You just look, as if you would." He grinned down at her. "Besides, I have inside information."
"Grace," Peggy said simply.
"Yes, my wife told me."