"Good morning, Mom."
Brenda wiped the sleep from her eyes and took a deep, satisfying stretch. "What's this? Breakfast in bed?" Never in his life had Bobby brought her breakfast in bed before. "It looks scrumptious!"
She fluffed up the pillows and propped herself up, placing the breakfast tray on her lap. "You'll join me, won't you?"
He was looking very adorable, his red hair tousled on his forehead, his green eyes clear and eager. Brenda patted a spot next to her on the bed.
"Here, have a bite," she said, cutting a small square of toast and popping it in his mouth.
Then she took a piece herself, realizing all at once how enormously hungry she was.
"You're spoiling me, you know." She giggled, putting another piece of toast in his mouth. Then, before he could reply, she gave him a big juicy kiss on the cheek.
The feel of Bobby's smooth, cool skin against her lips had an instantaneous effect on Brenda. Her cunt went into high gear, the muscles spasming, churning out a steady stream of fuck juices.
But she kept herself under control, displaying her longing only in the sexy way she fed him, her fingers lingering lovingly at his mouth, her lips hovering close to his cheek.
Bobby joined in the charade, and the ordinary motions of consuming the food becoming transformed into sexy foreplay.
By the time Brenda had swallowed the last of her toast and egg, she was aroused beyond endurance, and she knew that Bobby had a full fledged hard-on.
She set the tray aside and turned to her son. "And what's for dessert?"
There was no mistaking the suggestive tone of her voice or her lewd smile.
"This…" Bobby said, leaning over to plant a kiss on her tit.
"Mmmmm." Brenda shivered with pleasure, her nipple hardening at his touch.
"And this…" He moved to her other nipple and sucked it between his lips.
"Oh God, Bobby!" Brenda gasped. She moved her hand under the covers until she found his prick. Not surprisingly, it was as hard as steel, throbbing with passion.
Gently, she began running her fist up and down the shaft, teasing him while he licked and sucked her tits, leaving little red hickeys on the smooth white flesh.
Cunt juice swirled from deep in her pussy, sliding out between her legs onto the sheets. She was ready.
She pulled her nipple out of Bobby's mouth with a popping sound, and then she gently pushed him down, flat on his back, as she straddled his thighs with her knees.
Grabbing his prick firmly at the root, she lined up her drooling pussy with the knob of his cock.
"Aw, Mom!" Bobby groaned, his eyes widening when he saw what she had in mind.
She smiled lewdly at him, swiveling her hips, drawing the rim of her pussy around and around his prick head. She was a terrible tease – slathering the outer edge of her pussy against his prick meat, but never letting him shove his cock up her cunt.
At the same time, she leaned forward, dangling her big, juicy tits in his face, tantalizing him. He craned his neck and sucked one nipple into his mouth, and Brenda shuddered violently, a thick stream of pussy juice spilling onto the boy's groin.
"Aw, Jesus, Bobby!" she gasped, her eyes sliding up between lowered lids so only the whites showed.
Every nerve in her body jangled with sexual tension, and she knew she couldn't put off the moment of truth for very long. Taking a deep breath, she plunged down on him, taking his prick in to the hilt.
"Ungh, ungh, ungh!" she cried, her ass contracting sharply as thrilling jolts slashed through her body.
The shock of his cock up his mother's tight, steamy fuck hole with such speed caused Bobby to clamp down on Brenda's nipple.
"Aaaaiiiie!" Pain seared through her tit, causing her pussy to churn all the more violently around the boy's prick.
The sudden pain was a good, provoking a surge of crazed energy that had her humping up and down, up and down. No sooner did she draw her sweet, tight pussy up the boy's prick than she slammed it down again, so that her ass cheeks banged against his thighs.
"Shiiiiit!" Bobby gasped. He reached up and sank his fingers into her hips, holding tight as she practically raped him with the force of her fuck strokes.
Within minutes, Brenda got off. Arching her back, her hair steaming down her shoulders, she wailed as a powerful climax thundered through her guts.
Bobby, his prick still hard and throbbing with lust, humped up at her repeatedly, giving her multiple orgasms – one right after the other.
Finally the pangs of excitement began to die down, and Brenda's frenzied movements came to a halt. With bleary eyes and a tired but satisfied smile she looked down at her son with tremendous gratitude.
His cock flinched in her pussy, reminding her that he was still very turned on, and she resolved to give him a come he wouldn't soon forget.
"Close your eyes," she murmured, the hint of a smile at the corners of her mouth.
"Huh?"
"You heard me – close your eyes, Bobby."
He was so turned on that his balls ached, was mystified and a little impatient, but he did as she demanded.
When Brenda pulled herself off his prick, he groaned with disappointment.
"Don't open your eyes!" she reminded him, trying desperately to hide the laughter in her voice.
She reached for her pussy, and with three fingers scooped up a great clear gob of pussy cream. Then, sliding her hand down to her ass, she shoved the lube into her asshole.
She squirmed as she stuck her fingers up her ass, little ripples of excitement racing up her shit chute.
Holding her ass checks apart so that her asshole was fully exposed, she once again grabbed Bobby's prick at the root and held it steady, pointing directly at her asshole.
It's now or never, she thought, looking down at the boy's wide, rubbery prick head. She swallowed hard, trying to relax the muscles in her shitter. Then she lowered herself onto his prick.
She almost went unconscious at the sudden invasion of her delicate little shit hole. It had been a long, long time since she'd had a prick flicked up her ass – even her husband hadn't indulged in ass-fucking very much.
Now her ass muscles, strained from the sudden bulk of the boy's burgeoning prick, felt as if they were about to burst at the seams.
"Jee-sus!" Bobby gasped, clasping handfuls of sheet as he pressed up against the unbearably tight walls of his mother's asshole.
"Ungh – you can – ungh – open your eyes now, Bobby!" She could barely get the words out, pangs of pain were shafting through her ass at an alarming rate.
Bobby opened his eyes, and when he saw his mother's ass impaled on his prick, his jaw dropped. "Mom! Are you okay?"
Brenda tried to smile, but the best she could do was a slight twitching of the mouth. Her ass chute was so fully packed that she could feel the outline of her boy's prick against her womb.
"Oh, God, Bobby!" Brenda whimpered. "It's so good, son! God, it's so good?"
Strangely enough, she meant exactly what she said. The pain she was feeling the urgent throbbing of his prick deep in her ass guts was a turn-on.
Her clit, full-blown and pulsing with blood, was vibrating like a tuning fork, and it felt as if her whole body were a molten pool of seething desire.
Very carefully, she began to undulate her hips so his prick pressed roughly against every inch of her ass chute. She winced and moaned, biting her lip as she slowly sped up her fuck moves.
"Jesus? So tight! Ungh! So tight!" Bobby gasped. His ball sac was wrapped snugly around his hard round nuts, and his prick was vibrating almost as rapidly as Brenda's cunt.
Gradually, as the muscles in Brenda's ass relaxed, they became more supple. Like ripples in water, they undulated up and down his shaft, tickling and massaging his prick.
With more confidence, Brenda now, took longer strokes, moving her ass up her boy's cock and then back down, gasping with pleasure when she took him in to the hilt and his rubbery cock head pistoned in as far as it would go.
"Uungh, hungh, huuuungh!" she cried, slamming her ass down against his thighs, her body jarred with the shock waves of the impact.
Bobby was beside himself with pleasure and lust. Not only did his cock feel as if it was squeezed in a velvet vise, but his mother was looking more alluring than ever, her tits bouncing on her chest, her thick blond hair thrashing about her face.
It was more than he could take. Against his will he came to a crisis in minutes, hot jizz forcing its way up his dick tube.
Brenda felt the sudden surge of release in the boy, and a split second later, a powerful load of hot jism shot deep in her ass chute.
"Aaaaaie!" she cried. The silver jism sizzled against her sore and throbbing ass, and in no time at all, she, too, was coming. A gut-wrenching orgasm slammed through her ass, quaking like a volcanic eruption.
So wild was her climax that she reached up and gabbed her tits, raking her long fingernails across the sensitive flesh, leaving long, ugly nail marks.
Her screams of pleasure echoed off the walls, and Bobby, totally spent by the violence of his own orgasm, could only look on in amazement.
Finally, Brenda collapsed on top of him, her sweaty body pressed close to his.
As the minutes passed, Bobby's prick began to soften and shrink, and at last it slipped from Brenda's asshole.
"Uuungghh!" she groaned, shuddering at the withdrawal.
She lifted herself off of Bobby and rolled onto the mattress beside him, fanning her face with her hand.
"It's a good thing I have the night shift at the restaurant this week," she said, glancing at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
Bobby mumbled a muffled reply.
"By the way," she said, turning over on her belly and gently fondling his slick ball sac, "what are you going to do while I'm at work?"
"Probably think about you and jack off!" Bobby said with a smirk.
"Naughty boy! I want you to save all that just for me!" She hoisted herself off the bed and walked toward the door. "I wish I could lie in bed with you all day, but I'd better take a shower and get dressed."
She gave him a sweet, satisfied, smile and padded into the bathroom. Her bones ached, and her ass and thighs were sore from all the fucking she had done, so she turned the hot water spigot all the way to the left.
When steam started escaping from the shower stall, she stepped inside, breathing a great sigh of relief as the hot water worked its magic, soaking into her weary flesh.
With eyes closed, she began to lather the soap over her body, starting with her big tits. She winced as she drew the bar over the scratch marks in her tits, but the warm water and gentle stroking eventually relaxed her, and the pain melted away.
She was in a sweet, dreamy state of mind, the water raining down on her, when she heard the shower door open. She opened her eyes just in time to see Bobby step inside.
"Just thought I'd join you, Mom," he said, a devilishly sexy smile on his face.
Brenda shook her head and smiled wanly. She had had so many orgasms that she was absolutely exhausted. She'd had enough sex for the day, so she sighed with relief when she noticed that the boy's cock was soft and small and very unthreatening.
"Sure, get in close to the water." She moved to the side, allowing some of the hot spray to reach him.
Then, in a very motherly way, she began to lather him up, stroking him across the shoulders and down his back, over his beautiful ass cheeks and down in the crack between.
Bobby stood there, basking in her gently massaging movements. As she moved around to the front and soaped his belly and thighs, she noticed a stirring in his groin.
Gradually his prick was rising, its contours swelling with blood. Immediately Brenda stopped touching him.
"You take over now, baby," she said, handing him the bar of soap.
But instead of continuing to lather himself, Bobby began to lather Brenda. Taking the bar of soap, he slid it up her thigh and in the curly thatch of her pussy-hair.
"Bobby – cut it out!" she said. "I'm all fucked out! I hardly have enough energy to clean myself off."
"Aw, Mom!" Bobby's prick was fully erect now, and it was clear he wanted to fuck her again.
"No!" She turned her back to him and stood under the heavy spray of the shower nozzle, rinsing herself off.
But Bobby wouldn't take no for an answer.
Before Brenda knew what was happening, he had spread her ass cheeks wide and was nudging his prick head past her asshole and up against her pussy.
"Bobby, I thought I told you – ugh!" He rammed his prick halfway up her cunt before she could finish her sentence.
Grabbing onto her slippery waist, he held her as firmly as he could as he fucked in the rest of the way.
"Bobby!"
Now he pulled out, leaving only his prick head punched into her creamy pussy.
Brenda blinked rapidly, her body shivering with the unexpected assault. But she decided that she wouldn't fight him. She would just stand there passively and let him fuck her till he came.
Spreading her feet apart, she balanced herself and thrust her ass at him, waiting for him to come in a second time.
"Umph!" she grunted as he fucked into her. Then he fucked in again and again, setting a steady rhythm of hard, forceful strokes.
"Aw, Mom! Feels so good!" Bobby groaned. He was reaming her out, forcing his long prick all the way up her ravaged pussy.
It didn't take long for him to reach his peak, and as he gasped with release, Brenda held on tight to the water spigots, afraid that she would slip and fall.
Breathing hard, Bobby pulled his dripping prick out of her pussy.
"Sorry you didn't come, Mom," he said, hanging his head.
She giggled softly. "Oh, but I did."
And she had. At the very last moment, just when he dumped a load of jizz into her, her cunt had erupted with quick, intense climax.
But now she felt totally used up, and as she dragged herself out of the shower, she turned to Bobby and said, "You're such a stud, I'm going to have to go back to sleep just to recover from your cock."
"Can I join you?" he asked with a mischievous smile.