Brenda Moran was sure that her next-door neighbors, Angela and Tony Juliano, were home, but the phone just kept ringing. Somebody picked up on the twelfth ring, but whoever it was out of breath and unable to speak immediately.
"Hello?" Brenda said. "Is anybody there?"
"Yeah," Angela said at last. "Brenda?"
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing. What should be the matter?"
"You sound like you've been running a marathon," Brenda said.
Brenda heard voices and giggles, muffled as if Angela had just clapped her hand over the phone. Then Angela said, "I was… doing the wash. In the basement. I had to run upstairs."
Angela was kind of fat by Brenda's standards, but she wasn't in such bad shape that a run up the stairs would leave her gasping. What the hell were they doing over there? But Angela obviously didn't want to tell her, so she dropped the subject.
Brenda said, "Tony's home today, huh?" When she got no answer, she said, "Is he sick?"
"No, he isn't sick. I… He just didn't feel like going to school."
The hand was again clapped over the phone. Brenda heard more female giggling and male muttering. Brenda couldn't shake off the crazy idea that her phone call had interrupted a fuck. But that was unthinkable. Angela was hungry for cock, but she wouldn't fuck her own son. It had taken all of Brenda's powers of persuasion, over a long period of time, to bring Angela around to the idea of swapping their sons.
She hadn't told Angela that she and her own son, Kevin, had been fucking regularly for years. Angela and Tony weren't like that.
"Does he feel like coming over here?" Brenda asked. "Did you tell him?"
"Wait a minute." After another long pause, Angela giggled and said, "Tony says, warm up your cunt, he'll be right over."
"Warming up my cunt, that's his job," Brenda said. "Send him over."
It wouldn't need much warming up. She had been thinking about fucking Tony all morning. It seemed like that was all she thought about anymore. He was just a dumb kid, but something about his raw, animal maleness turned her on.
She slipped out of her jeans and sweater, planning to put on something sexy, like a black negligee, but then she figured, what the hell? He knew what she wanted. Why waste time? She would answer the door naked.
She paused before the full-length mirror in the hall, studying her nakedness critically. Her body was as slim and lithe as it had been at eighteen. Her tits weren't very big, but they were just as high-set and firm as they had been then. She didn't think Tony would be disappointed. She was thinking about undoing her thick braids and combing out her long red hair when the doorbell rang. She wouldn't have time.
She opened the door without even checking. Christ! What if it was the mailman, or a Jehovah's Witness? She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Tony standing there, smirking as he eyed her slowly up and down. Barefoot and bare chested, he looked as if he had just rolled out of bed and fallen into his jeans. She saw that he hadn't even zipped his fly.
"Hi, Mrs. Moran. You got red cunt-hair, too, huh? I always wondered."
"Don't talk," she said, pushing open the screen and drawing him in. He looked like a Greek God, but he spoiled it when he spoke; she could get better conversation by dialing the weather. "I have other plans for your mouth."
"Me, too," he started to say, but she cut him off with a kiss. While they were kissing she deftly undid the top button of his fly and pushed his jeans down. Hi wore no underwear. His cock was every bit as big as she had hoped, and it was stiff as a baseball bat.
She pulled him down onto the rug with her and capped his cock with her lips. She sucked hungrily, loving the taste and the feel of a big, young prick in her mouth, a prick that was chock-full of lust and juice. She slurped in half its hard length and began sliding it in and out of her mouth, licking it on its inward and outward strokes.
She was shocked to discover that it tasted strongly of cunt. She was sure that Tony had been home all morning. As far as she knew, Angela was the only woman at home next door. Maybe one of Tony's girls had spent the night. That seemed unlikely, considering how straight and square Angela Juliano pretended to be, but it was a lot likelier than the idea that Tony had been fucking his mother. She decided not to worry about it. She liked the taste of cunt almost as much as the taste of cock.
Tony needed no coaching to get his curly black head between her legs. She spread them wide to let him get at ha cunt. Just by looking at Brenda's cunt, nobody could have told that she was the thirty-plus mother of two children. It was plump and pink and prim as a virgin's.
She tickled Tony's big balls with her fingers while she sucked his cock. They felt hot and hard, the skin firm and springy. Using all her skill, and with a little fuck, she knew from experience that she could make a kid his age come a dozen times in the long and leisurely course of an afternoon's fucking.
Tony's cunt eating outdid her wildest expectations. He knew how to handle a cunt. He licked his way slowly up one plump lip and down the other. His strokes were slow, but he fluttered his tongue constantly all the while, like the wings of a butterfly pattering against a flower. His hands moved very gently but firmly on the exquisite contours of her pink and white ass. She knew he loved her ass from the way he handled it, and his flattery translated itself into electrical tingles in her superheated cunt.
He was too busy enjoying her cunt with his mouth and playing with her ass with his hands to pay any attention to her hot tits, but she got a kick out of rubbing her hard nipples against the hard-ribbed washboard of his flat belly.
When she took Tony's big cock out of her mouth for a moment, meaning to go down and lick his balls, a glittering strand of cock-juice united the tip of his prick to her sensuous lower lip. She smeared the juice around the big ball at the end of his cock with her thumb, peeling his cock gently with her other hand.
Tony's hot tongue-stroking on her inflamed cunt became deeper and firmer. He pressed his tongue down between her cunt-lips to sample the hot juice brimming up from Brenda's percolating cunt-hole. She gave his tongue a good, hard squeeze with her cunt, letting him know what she had in stare for his big prick once he got around to sticking it in her cunt, and he murmured with anticipation.
She sucked his balls into her mouth, delighting in the softness of his curly, luxuriant cock hair. His balls were so big that she could barely tit them inside her mouth with any room left to wiggle her tongue around. And a hot flash simmered in her cunt as she pictured all the creamy cum they must hold, enough cum to fill her mouth and her cunt and her asshole at least three times over, with still some cum left to splash all over her hot tits.
Brenda loved to lick men's balls, but even more than that, she loved to suck their cocks, and she couldn't resist the temptation to leave his balls alone for the moment and go back to give Tony's big cock the sucking it deserved. She sucked it just as hard as she could, pumping it and peeling it with her lips while she licked it with her tongue and grazed it with her teeth. When Brenda threw a blow-job, she used everything she had.
Long before she expected it, Tony's cock went off like a firehose, blasting so much thick, hot cum into her mouth that she had to swallow fast to keep from choking on the ropy fluid. She sucked for more, and just when she thought she had gotten every last possible drop, Tony's cock gave a last, surprising pump that was even greater than the first. He groaned against her cunt while he was coming in her mouth, and the vibration of his voice was just the extra touch that she needed to make her come, too.
"Eat my cunt some more," she urged when it seemed that he was beginning to slack off. "Lick my ass, too, and my asshole. I know you're an ass man. I bet that'll get your cock up again."
The horny teenager murmured eager agreement as she lifted her long, lithe legs and flung them over his shoulders to expose her ass to his lips and tongue. Lying back and tilting her head, she could watch him in the hall mirror as he ran his tongue greedily up and down the deep cleft of her ass and tickled her asshole with its flickering tip. Her cunt was red from the pressure of his mouth, and it gleamed with spit and cunt-juice in the sunlight that filtered through the venetian blinds.
Tony Juliano was ready for anything, Brenda was delighted to discover, and he stuck his tongue right up her asshole. Sometimes – like now, for instance – it seemed that her asshole could get every bit as hot as her cunt, just itching for cock, and his wet, wiggling tongue partly cooled that itch. He gripped her ass more firmly now with his big, strong hands, kneading it and squeezing it while she clenched and unclenched her voluptuous ass-cheeks to give him a special thrill.
But before very long Tony was right back at work on her hot cunt again, his nose pressing her cunt-button, his chin pushing hard at her asshole, and his tongue stuck just as far into her cunt as it could possibly go. She ruffled, his gleaming black hair affectionately, then grabbed one of his muscular arms and dragged his hand up to play with her right tit.
He got the message and put both of his hands on her tits, fondling her hot, stiff nipples while he licked and slurped at her cunt. She stared back at herself in the hall mirror, lithe and lovely and naked, sweating in the embrace of the sexy boy next door, whose tongue flickered in and out of her cunt and was glistening with a sheen of sticky cunt-juice. The sight of herself turned her on almost as much as the sight of his tapered back and muscular ass as he labored over her hot cunt.
But what turned her on most of all was the sight of his cock. Licking her asshole and eating her cunt had turned Tony on until he was every bit as excited as when he'd first walked in the door. His big cock was thick and swollen, and Brenda knew just where she wanted it this time. Blow-jobs were fine for appetizers, but she was hot to get down to the meat and potatoes of fucking.
The swarthy youngster scrambled forward to lie on top of her eagerly quivering nakedness, and soon she felt his big cock squeezing its inexorable way through the lips of her cunt and into the moist depths of her quivering cunt-hole.
Brenda slipped her long legs upward and wrapped them tightly around his strong back, her thighs jammed into his armpits and her dainty heels pressing the small of his back. In this position, she knew from extensive experience, he would be able to ream every last itching inch of her cock-hungry pussy. By squeezing her cunt tightly around his cock, she could get all tile action she could want on her cunt-button as the inner lips of her cunt dragged it up and down in time to his fucking strokes.
He kissed her deliciously, slithering his tongue against hers, and he felt her tits while he fucked her, but soon his hands, as if drawn by an irresistible magnet, were back on her ass once again. He loved her ass, and she loved him for it. But he knew that Brenda liked a lot of action on her tits, and he ducked his head down to suck one of them into his mouth as deeply as he could. He gave her nipple a tongue-lashing while he sucked and made her scream with pleasure.
Writhing and moaning and groaning, flinging her hips this way and that, rubbing her ass on the rug of her living room floor, Brenda hammered her heels into Tony's back to urge him on as the strong young man reamed her slithery, slippery cunt with his big, hard cock and sucked on alternate tits.
One of his fingers began to tickle the puckered bud of her asshole, and that drove Brenda even wilder. She thrust her ass up to impale her asshole on his finger while he fucked her. The pressure inside her ass made her cunt tighter, and she was better able to feel the stroking of his hard cock.
Grunting and groaning and gasping, slurping at her tits and squeezing her ass and fucking like a maniac, Tony drove his red-hot prick in and out of her cunt with the speed of a red-hot piston in an oily sleeve. She banged her ass down on the floor to hump up and down and meet his thrusts.
All this time Tony had been wriggling and squeezing his finger in her asshole, trying to get it all the way in, and one of Brenda's wild plunges suddenly engulfed his whole finger. His finger was all the way up her ass now, and she screamed again as that delicious touch pushed her over the edge of still another orgasm. He began to push it in and out, fucking her ass with his finger at a different tempo from the thrusting of his big prick in and out of her cunt.
It seemed as if he was able to read her mind, because he was fucking her just the way she wanted it now – stabbing her vigorously with his big cock, using it like a lethal weapon as he pulled it all the way out and plunged it all the way in. Once Brenda got started, she liked her fucking hot and rough and dirty, and that was the way young Tony was giving it to her.
Every minute, Tony seemed to be fucking her harder and faster and deeper. His muscular ass seemed to be moving up and down with the speed of a dribbled basketball as it powered his cock again and again into the depths of her cunt.
Brenda let her knees droop wide, trying to spread her cunt and take him deeper still into its squirming and slithering depths. He rose to the challenge, pulling her ass up even harder until he seemed to be probing nerves that no man had ever probed before. She felt her orgasm rising to an even more intense plateau as her cunt throbbed and his cock rammed in and out.
Brenda lost track of all the many times she had come while Tony was fucking her. One orgasm blended into the next, each one bigger than the last – but then all of them were washed from her memory on a final tidal wave of coming as Tony's cock squandered its spurting load of jism into the depths of her red-hot cunt.