Brenda stepped from the shower, shaking the water from her hair. Her rosy skin glowed with health, and her eyes sparkled with good humor.
David was sitting on the bed, watching her with obvious admiration.
"God, you're beautiful!" he said as he rose and took a step toward her.
His prick was hard, and the veins that spiraled along the shaft were pulsing with blood.
Brenda smiled slyly at him, but sidestepped out of his reach.
"I'd love to fuck again, darling," she said, "but I've really got to get home. Look at the time!" She pointed to his bedside alarm clock.
"I'd make it a quickie," he said, catching her in his arms and pulling her close to him. The dewy flesh of her tits pressed hard against his chest, and for a moment, she hesitated, feeling a rush of arousal spread through her cunt and tits.
She giggled, then kissed him gently on the lips. "Out of the question, David! But I'll take a rain check!"
He shook his head, then gave her a playful slap on her ass. "Say, tomorrow?"
"I think that can be arranged." She winked at him and pulled free of his embrace.
It was mid-morning by the time Brenda got home. The mailman was out doing his rounds, and some of the children on the block had already organized a game of kickball. So she was surprised to find Bobby still in bed.
"Wake up, sleepy head!" she said as she pulled the bedclothes back.
"Huh?" A very sleepy Bobby sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"Well, well… what's this?" Brenda reached over Bobby and picked up a tiny pair of bikini panties.
She tossed them at him. He missed, and they landed on the floor in a little heap. "I did a little entertaining last night," he said, grinning.
"So I see. And who's the lucky girl?"
"Cara Wilkerson."
"Really? She's nearly five years older than you, isn't she?" Brenda asked in surprise. A tall, slender red head with eye-popping curves, she worked as a clerk in the grocery store after school.
"Four years older," Bobby corrected.
"Tell me about her," Brenda said, her eyes lighting up with a lewd sparkle.
Bobby smiled and leaned forward. He knew Brenda loved to play kiss and tell. "Well, I've been going to the store a lot, talking to her, you know. And I finally invited her over to watch some videos."
"Good move," Brenda said as she reached behind her and unzipped her dress.
"They were those movies you and I watched the other night."
"Yes, I remember." Brenda shivered with excitement just thinking about them, lots of beautiful bodies fucking in every possible position and combination.
"Anyway, Cara got really hot, so I felt her up."
"What were her tits like?" Brenda slipped her dress down and off her shoulders, and unhooked her push-up bra. Her big, beautiful tits bounced into view, flushed with her mounting excitement.
Bobby gazed at his mother's succulent tit flesh, then reached out for it, sliding his palms under the heavy under swells.
"Her tits aren't nearly as big and beautiful as yours, Mom, but they sure are pretty. They have little freckles all over them, and the nipples are so big, they're like hubcaps." He leaned down and sucked Brenda's right nipple into his mouth, sinking his teeth very gently into it.
"Aaaugh!" Brenda groaned, her eyes rolling upward.
Bobby was pleased with Brenda's response. Reluctantly, he let her nipple slip from his mouth so he could continue his story. But he continued to knead and caress her tits.
"Anyway," he continued, "I sucked on her tits, and she was rolling on the floor, groaning and crying. She was really hot, so I reached down and felt how wet her panties were, and I knew we were going to fuck."
Brenda was breathing hard. Hot pussy juice dribbled out between her cunt lips and pooled in her panties. She raised the hem of her dress, pulling the fabric up aver her crotch, exposing first her long, pale legs and then the delicate black lace of her panties.
"Was she as wet as me?" she murmured, spreading her legs wide, so a few pale curls peeked out from the lace.
Bobby smiled at her, dropping his hands from her tits down to her widespread cunt. He pressed his fingers to the crotch of her panties, and she whimpered with excitement.
His fingers came away coated with syrupy cunt cream.
"No, not quite as wet as you," he said, and he reached for the waistband of her panties and tugged down.
Brenda's cunt-hair, now fully revealed, glistened in the light. Bobby licked his lips.
"What happened next?" she asked as she lay back on the bed, spreading her legs even farther apart so that Bobby could see right up into the dark pink recesses of her pussy.
He licked his lips again. His prick was standing up so erect that the head was beating against his belly.
"We came in here," he continued, his voice gruff with lust. "We came in here, and I took all of her clothes off. She had a really thick red cunt-bush."
"Mmmmhhh…" Brenda visualized Bobby running his fingers through the girl's cunt hair, and her clit shuddered with excitement.
"I wanted to get her even more excited, so I started eating her out," Bobby said. "She didn't want me to at first, but finally she let me, and boy, did she go wild!"
Brenda was running her finger up and down her own cunt, from down by her asshole all the way to her clit. With each stroke, she grew more excited.
"Finally," Bobby said, "when I got her really hot, I put it to her. I fucked into her."
"Oh Christ, Bobby!" Brenda gasped. "Was she tight? Was she wet and tight?"
"Yeah, she was real tight. And she was cherry."
"Oh God! Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck me!" Brenda cried as visions of Bobby screwing the pretty girl filled her brain.
He mounted her eagerly, pressing his lips to hers, letting his thick slab of prick meat pulse against her cunt-mound.
She slid her hands around him, resting them on his smooth, muscular ass cheeks. Then she began to hump up at him, sliding her cunt-mound around and around beneath his prick.
"Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck me!" she begged. He was only too glad to oblige. Raising himself off of her, he reached down and touched her pussy lips, spreading them wide to make room from his prick.
"Oh yes, baby, yes!"
He slid forward, and his prick head jammed up against the notch of her cunt. She squealed with excitement, digging her fingernails into his ass.
"Now, Bobby!" she groaned.
Grunting, he lunged forward, shafting his prick in deep.
"Oh Christ!" Brenda wailed, clenching his ass so roughly that she left little half-moon depressions where her nails dug in.
Bobby held still for several moments, luxuriating in the velvety grip of her cunt around his cock. Then he began to withdraw. Inch by inch, his prick emerged from the sweet warm depths of his mother's pussy.
Brenda made powerful swiveling motions with her hips, inviting him back inside her needy cunt, and at last Bobby thrust forward again, driving in to the hilt, only to withdraw and drive in again.
Brenda was delirious with excitement. In her mind, Bobby and David and she and Cara were all mixed up together. It was as if she were experiencing pleasure for all four of them.
A deep rumbling orgasm began to gather momentum in her cunt and clit, and her whole body tensed. As she shot over the edge, her entire body shaking and shuddering with powerful release, she looked up into the lust-ridden face of her boy, and she knew that this was ultimate fulfillment.