Chapter 5
Normally, a single thorough fucking session like the one she'd just had would have been more than enough to satisfy her.
But tonight Jill was especially horny. Even as the last little twangs of orgasm dwindled in her pussy, she could feel an unquenched hunger still smoldering there, aching for a second round.
However, Paul was obviously finished and out for the night. And she wasn't a bit sleepy herself.
Unable to he still and equally unable to ignore the gnawing itch that was still trembling deep in her cunt, she abruptly rose and stretched. Her luxurious body arched, tits heaving forward and her pussy bush undulating with the motion.
"Uhhmm . . . "
Purring with a kittenish mixture ot self-satisfaction and delighted wickedness, Jill didn't hear the small hiss of breath that came from the doorway. She wasn't even remotely aware that Mike stood there watching the whole thing, his fist squeezing tightly around his engorged cock and his eyes feasting on the sight of his Mom's voluptuous ripe body.
Instead, with Paul's lush load of jizz seeping from the still-flared mouth of her cunt and sloshing oozily inside her as a reminder of her own seething needs, she acted on a sudden impish impulse.
She padded across the room to the full-length mirror beside her vanity, and came to a halt, examining her reflection with approval.
Though in her late thirties, Jill still had the kind of trim vivacious body that caught lots of stares. She was sexy as hell, and she knew it. Her image in the mirror confirmed that fact: a full curved shape, flared round hips, and big jutting tits. Just the kind of figure to send plenty of cocks soaring to stiff attention, all just aching to explore the shapely body poised before her now.
Unaware of being observed, she reached up without thinking and cupped the massive swells of her tits, hefting them forward for a closer look.
Her tits were undoubtedly the most eye-catching feature about her. Their large mammoth bulk shoved out at the mirror in a blatant display, their still-moist nipples shining with wetness as if literally dripping with warm, enticing richness.
They were good tits, still firm and pliant despite their hugeness. And they also happened to be extremely sensitive, which made them an even greater asset. Just having her nipples worked over, licked and sucked and gnawed by a hot greedy mouth, was enough to send her spiraling to delightful shudders of pure rapture.
And at the moment she would've loved nothing better than to plunge each aching nipple between her husband's lips for just that kind of treatment.
Because right now a little extra sucking could have her cumming like crazy, soaring to fresh orgasm. Her tits needed sucking bad-God, they needed it so bad!
But Paul was fast asleep . . .
A sudden, wicked urge shot through her. And in her present mood, Jill was more than ready to try anything that would ease the steamy ache in her cunt.
Not giving herself time to reconsider the giddy impulse that stirred her pussy to a juicy froth, she pulled one meaty tit up and craned her head to meet it.
Her tongue dipped out, flicking along the thick textured swirl of her distended nipple. Instantly it sprang even stiffer, straining once more to its full inch-long peak of rigid sensitivity.
"Mmmmmm . . . "
She groaned, and licked again. She lapped at the taut flare of her nipple until it strummed against the surface of her tongue, at the same time tasting and teasing the areola of fat puffy flesh around it with a blatant eagerness that until this very moment she wouldn't have believed possible. Pangs of pure pleasure rippled throughout her pussy in creamy gushes, drenching her inner thighs and urging her on with frank, uninhibited hunger.
"Muhhm . . . uhhhmmm . . . "
From his poised crouch in the hallway, Mike saw it happen. His mouth dropped open in blank shock at the unexpected spectacle of his Mom's actions. His fist tightened around his cock in a vise-like grip, and he let out a hoarse mewling grunt at the sight of her standing before the mirror licking at her own tit, her moist tongue flailing across its rubbery surface and spurring its inflated nipple to a taut, quivering hugeness that he wouldn't have believed possible if he wasn't seeing it for himself.
Christ, she was hot-his own Mom!
And as if that display wasn't uninhibited enough, her next action caught him by complete surprise.
Suddenly her mouth swooped and captured her turgid tit-bud, engulfing it utterly. She began to suck, tentatively at first, then with growing urgency. More and more of her enormous tit pushed between her full lips, slurping in the suction of her mouth with greedy smacking noises as she released a muffled moan of delight.
"Mumfff! Fuhhhmmm . . . "
Within moments she was sucking at her up-tilted tit in a fury of sensation, chewing and tonguing her nipple. Currents of electric pleasure coursed down to her pussy, drenching it in waves of delicious lust.
An instant later, Jill's free hand was following that sensation downward, slipping across her flat tummy and plunging into the matted hair of her cum-bloated pussy without hesitation.
Her fingertips dipped into the glossy red mound of her cunt bush and slid along the pooched, flaring lips of her fuckhole. One finger sank knuckle-deep between her pussyfolds and began to gyrate there, working itself into her with little stroking jabs.
"Muhhmm! Uhhmmff-"
She let out a muffled groan, gushing a torrent of juices into her palm. As soon as her finger was stuffed as far up the greasy chute of her fuckhole as it would go, she followed it with a second. And then a third.
All three fingers pulled back, now filmed with a lather of mingled pussy-juice and cock-cream. They plunged again, thrusting deep into her cunt and smashing the heel of her hand hard against her clit.
"Ghhuuuuhhm . . . "
Jill hadn't masturbated for years, not since her teenage days. But as she began to fuck her hand-made cock up the aching channel of her pussy, she remembered just how nice it had always felt. With her mammoth tit still clenched in her mouth and her fingers stroking rhythmically in and out of her cunt, she gave in utterly to the sweet naughty sensation of getting herself off by just that means.
Her hips undulated, arching down to meet each stab of her hand. Her seething pussy made wet hungry sounds as it snapped around her crammed fingers in an effort to suck them even deeper, just the way it would a hard lunging cock.
She was in a heaven of sensual abandon, hazily watching her own reflection careen and shudder in the throes of a thorough, delightful finger-fucking session.
Mike was whipping his fist back and forth on his engorged cock in a youthful frenzy of pure enthrallment.
It wasn't the first time he'd seen a girl jerk herself off-not after catching Vicky this afternoon.
However, it was one thing to catch his horny big sister humping on her own fingers.
But his Mom-his own Mom! Ohhhh, man!
Feasting raptly on that sight with an unblinking stare, he began to hump into his pistoning hand in a series of thrusts that perfectly matched his mother's gyrations, almost as if it was his cock shoving up her fiery-thatched pussy instead of his fingers.
"Unnh . . . oh shit . . . "
Mesmerized by the wild fantasy of fucking his own hot-cunted mother, he let a little groan slip out as his fist raced even harder.
But Jill didn't hear. Caught up in the urgency of her own unleashed needs, she had all she could do to remain standing on her wobbly legs as she gave in utterly to the sweet uninhibited sensation of finger-fucking herself to yet another orgasm.
"Mumfff . . . fuuuhhhm! Muuhhmm!"
Her groans rose to stifled sobs of sheer bliss as she reeled before the mirror in an orgy of ecstasy, humping onto her fingers with greedy abandon. Her sopping pussy made wet slushy noises as it clamped around her fingers even deeper.
Within moments, she was soaring to release, hazily watching her own uninhibited mirror-image humping and arching in wild surges of orgasm as the first delicious jolts of climax rippled through her.
And at the same time, Mike gave a hoarse little growl of his own.
"Oh . . . oh shit Mom, Mom . . . unnnhhhh . . . "
His fist lashed furiously across his aching prick with an intensity that made his young body wrench and twist, hips hunching forward in frantic lurches. And all the while, he never took his eyes off the incredible spectacle of his mother's bounteous masturbating figure as she writhed before him in a blatant unknowing show that made his balls boil up, threatening to blast their renewed load of jizz at any second.
Suddenly his Mom's body gave a violent heave. A thrashing fury of shudders ripped through her like the eruptions of an earthquake, spasming again and again as she humped and reeled on her wedged, thrusting fist.
"Muhhmmppff! Ghuuuuhhhmmmm!"
Orgasm swept throughout Jill's body in a series of explosions, jolting her to an unbelievable height of bliss. Surge after surge of climax swept over her with a violence that she could no longer control. Clenching her jiggling tit tightly in her mouth and sucking it with frenzied joy as she stabbed her fingers hard up her cunt, she came in oblivious waves of rapture that seemed to spark through her every nerve ending, every fiber of her being.
And just a short distance away, Mike felt it too. His cock gave a jolt in his hand and his balls sizzled. A mewling grunt slid from his throat, and he arched in a spontaneous wrench of delight as his own release belched out, spewing its jets of pent-up cock-cream.
"Nuuuunnggh! Uuunnnnhhh!"
Long thick spurts of cum geysered from his twisting prick, splattering the bedroom door with their white sticky globs. In the haze of his imagination he could almost feel those rich syrupy blasts of jizz shooting right up his Mom's wet cunt, and could almost feel that hot pussy of hers writhing onto his prick to take each fresh gush.
His orgasm was so fantastic that it seemed to go on and on, pumping out of his prick in eager bursts as he continued to wring his cock for all it was worth.
"Wunnnh . . . "
"Mumfff . . . faahh, ahhh . . . yesss . . . "
Dimly, Mike saw his mother slump. She released her glistening tit, letting it flop free as the last tremors of climax shuddered within her.
Her fingers slowly slid from her cunt all slick and lathered with juice.
Then, in an abrupt motion that caught him by complete surprise, she got suddenly to her feet.
Still gasping a bit at her exertions, Jill had decided to cool off with a quick relaxing shower. She reached the door in a few short steps and jerked it open.
Suddenly she was face to face with her naked gawking son, his eyes going round with shock as he stood there with his still-dribbling cock tightly clenched in his fist . . .