Chapter 6
"Unggghh!" Karen groaned. "Fuck me, Billy! Fuck Mommy's pussy! I'm cumming! Oh, fuck, fuck, it feels so good, I'm cumming, cumming ... ahhhhhhh."
But Billy wasn't with her. He was still staying with his father, and Karen had nothing with which to satisfy her constantly-horny pussy but her finger. She was now sprawled flat on her back in her bedroom, naked except for the shortest, skimpiest, most transparent negligee in her wardrobe. The frilly hem was bunched around her belly, and her legs were spread wide. Karen's huge tits bounced and quivered under the negligee as she finished fingerfucking her dripping, burning cunt.
"Oh, fuck!" she sighed.
She lay still on the bed, resting her hand on her throbbing pussy as she stared blankly at the wall. Billy had only been gone for a few days, but Karen already deeply regretted that she'd sent him to stay with his dad. How on earth could she have thought that she could ever stop fucking her darling son, now that she'd begun. Her hunger for Billy's big, juicy cock had become a full-blown obsession with her. And he was every bit as eager to fuck as she was. So why shouldn't she have him here with her, in her bed with her right now, pounding that magnificent cock of his in and out of her cunt?
And now Randy Miller was in Billy's bedroom, only a few feet away from her. Karen thought of the startling phone call she'd received that morning, of Gail's babbled request that Randy sleep over at Karen's house for a few days.
Karen had asked the reason. Gail had mumbled something about personal problems, and then had rudely reminded Karen that she owed her the favor: hadn't it been Gail, after all, who'd given Karen a last minute ride to the airport several weeks ago, when her cab hadn't shown up? Which was true, Karen knew, but it still did nothing to explain why Gail would want Randy to stay in the first place.
And Randy's behavior had been more than a little suspicious. He had obviously not been one little bit happy about staying with Karen. He'd hardly spoken a word to Karen during dinner, and he'd refused to elaborate on Gail's vague explanation of "personal problems." Instead he'd just asked where he'd be sleeping, and then he'd gone right up to Billy's room.
Very strange! Karen repeated to herself.
She rose from the bed, glancing at her reflection in the mirror. She smiled as she saw how the negligee completely exposed her enormous, braless tits, showing the crimson circles of her stiff nipples through the sheer fabric. The frilly hem barely covered her ass-cheeks.
Karen left her room, her huge tits jiggling as she trotted hurriedly to the closed door of Randy's room. She knocked lightly.
"Yeah? Who is it?" He sounded as sullen as ever.
"It's me," Karen said innocently. "Do you mind if I talk to you for a minute, Randy? If it's not too late?"
Randy sighed, then told her she might as well come in. Karen turned the knob and stepped inside. A single lamp shone on the nightstand next to the bed. Randy was sitting up with the covers bunched around his waist, obviously naked, reading a book. He gasped as he watched Karen's luscious tits leading the way into the room.
"I hope you don't mind my wearing this skimpy little thing." Karen smiled apologetically as she sat next to him on the bed. "But I was just about to go to bed when I realized that I simply had to talk to you."
"What about?" Randy mumbled.
But by then his bulging eyes were riveted brazenly to her spectacular body. Karen glanced at his crotch, her pussy tingling as she saw something big and fat stiffening under the blankets. She rested her hand on his thigh.
"I want to know about these 'personal problems' you're having with your mother, Randy. You will admit it's unusual that she asked if you could stay here a few days. I mean, I did owe her a favor, but still ... and you're obviously not happy about it, are you, Randy?"
"Well, it's personal," Randy mumbled. "I mean, if Mom didn't tell you, I shouldn't either."
But by then he was obviously having a hard time concentrating on his words. His eyes were practically burning through her negligee, and when Karen stole a second glance at his crotch she felt her cunt getting wet in a hurry. Randy had an enormous hard-on, tenting through the covers. Karen smiled lewdly and moved her hand higher up his thigh.
"Randy, what's the matter? You're acting kind of funny."
"Nothing's the matter."
"Randy, why are you staring so hard at my body?"
Randy blushed like a choir boy, but he still couldn't tear his eyes from the blonde woman's enormous, crimson-nippled tits. Karen couldn't control herself. Her fingers trembled as she pulled the covers suddenly down from Randy's waist, gasping as she saw the size of his gigantic cock throbbing stiffly over his stomach.
"Oh, Randy!" she gushed. "What a big hard-on you have! Oh, my!"
And then she wrapped her hand around his gigantic prick, shocking the youth as she started jacking it lightly up and down.
"You're a very, very horny young man, aren't you, Randy?" she purred. "Do you have some sort of sexual difficulty I ought to know about? Is that why your mother sent you away for a few days?"
"It ... it's personal," Randy sputtered.
"I hope you don't mind my saying this, sweetie, but you've got an awfully big cock." Karen started jacking it faster. "Does it often get all hard like this? You must beat off a lot, don't you?"
Randy couldn't answer. His cock was throbbing violently now between her stroking fingers, and his cock-juice was oozing out of his piss-hole like nectar out of a cut melon. Karen's mouth watered as the sticky cum oozed down onto her fingers. She started stroking his huge cock very fast and hard.
"Randy, I guess this is a pretty nasty thing to say, but I'm getting very horny too. I know it's awful. I'm old enough to be your mother. Randy, would you like to fuck my pussy before you go to sleep tonight?"
"Yes!" Randy gasped. "Oh, fuck!"
"All right, Randy. But please don't tell anyone."
Releasing his wildly-throbbing prick, Karen rose from the bed long enough to strip off her negligee. Then the naked mother mounted him, straddling his waist and planting her knees on the mattress to either side of his hips. Reaching between her thighs, she grasped his giant cock and wiggled her ass in a downward spiral, until his oozing cock-knob pushed into the gooey, curly-haired slit of her cunt.
"Does this feel good, honey?" she asked, as she hovered on top of him, flexing her syrupy pussy-hole around the knob of his cock.
"Y-yes," Randy croaked. "Fuck me! Please!"
"You like fucking tight little pussies, don't you, Randy?"
She leaned forward, her enormous tits jiggling over his chest as she clutched his shoulders for support. Then the naked mom started humping and wiggling, sliding her wet, glove-tight pussy down over the satisfying stiffness of his prick.
His cock was just as big as Billy's, and Billy's cock was huge. Karen gasped as his meaty fuck-rod bored into her fuck-channel, stretching her slippery pussy-walls around the invading thickness of his prick. She held his shoulders tightly and humped her ass faster and faster, finally slamming her hot, dripping pussy onto the very root of his cock.
"Unnggghh! Oh, Randy! You really do have a big one, don't you? Unnggghh! It feels awfully good, honey! Would you like to start fucking my pussy now?"
Karen didn't wait for him to answer. Eagerly, she commenced a feverish humping rhythm on top of him, her tits jiggling over his face as she pumped her tight, sucking pussy up and down on his mammoth cock.
"I'm getting really horny now, Randy! Unggghh! Fuck my cunt, lover! Fuck my juicy cunt!"
Randy slid his hands down her slim waist, moaning as he dug his fingers into the globes of her furiously-bucking ass. Then he started driving his hips wildly off the bed, meeting her rhythm, fucking his giant fuck-pole in and out of her wet, clinging pussy.
"Harder, Randy, fuck me harder! Do you like the way my cunt feels around your big prick?"
"Unggghh!" Randy gasped. "Oh, fuck, Mrs. Drecker! I can't believe this is happening ... ungghh! Unggghhh!"
And he fucked her tight pussy faster than ever, doing most of the work himself now as he clawed her ass cheeks and eagerly slammed his drooling cock in and out of her cunt. Karen felt her cunt getting wetter and wetter, beginning to suck and spasm uncontrollably around the driving thickness of his prick. Randy's mouth was open, and she leaned farther forward as she humped on top of him, jiggling her huge tits over his mouth.
"Suck them!" she pleaded. "Suck my titties, baby! Suck them and fuck my cunt!"
Eagerly Randy locked his lips around one fat, rubbery nipple, slurping the distended teat deep into his mouth. He sucked her tit like a famished infant and fucked her pussy faster than ever. Karen's gorgeous face contorted with pleasure as she concentrated on her mounting cum.
"Unh unh unh, fuck my pussy, Randy, fuck my horny pussy!" she pleaded. "I'm cumming! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, fuck my ass off, fuck the fucking shit out of me! I'm cumming now! Unggghhh nnngggg cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Her pussy erupted in a long, hard cum, her hairy fuck-hole nipping and sucking around the throbbing stiffness of his prick. Randy fucked her so hard that he was practically lunging off the bed, on the very verge of spewing his hot cock sap into her pussy. But then Karen pulled suddenly away from him. She giggled at his desperate effort to hold her down as she lifted her leg, forcing his aching, rock-hard cock to pop out of her syrupy pussy with an obscene popping sound. Karen giggled mischievously as she retreated to a safe corner of the bed.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Randy sputtered angrily. "Shit, you're going to turn my balls purple!"
"Oh, sweetie, please don't be mad at me," Karen pouted, batting her eyelashes at him. "It's just that ... well, I know this is awful ... I love the taste of hot cum, honey. I can't stand the idea of you shooting all that cock-juice up my pussy. Do you mind terribly if I suck it out instead? I promise I'll give you a good blowjob, Randy. I'm really good at sucking cocks."
Randy's angry expression changed into a knowing smile.
"Uh ... sure," he said. "Should've told me that in the first place."
Karen giggled. "That's what I thought. Now be a good boy and sit up on the edge of the bed for me. That way I can really get that whopper of yours down my throat. Has any girl ever told you what a big cock you have, Randy?"
"Alla time," Randy grinned.
He sat up on the edge of the bed, grinning as he looked forward to a nice, long session of cock-sucking. The naked woman slid off the bed and knelt before him, groaning with desire as she faced the youth's enormous prick. Karen wrapped her fingers around his cockshaft, jacking it slow and hard. She squealed with pleasure as she watched milky spunk dribble out of the tip.
"Your cock's leaking, Randy. You really need a good sucking immediately, don't you?"
Randy responded by dropping his hands to her head, curling his fingers in her long, golden blonde hair. Giggling at his eagerness, Karen lowered her head. She pursed her lips on the puffy tip of his stiff cock in a long, lewd kiss, digging her tongue into his piss-slit to lap up the oozing juice.
"Suck it!" Randy gasped. "Oh, fuck, I'm horny! Suck my fucking cock!"
Karen shut her eyes, concentrating on nothing but the taste of his hard-on. Gradually she let her mouth open, breathing quickly through her nose as she slid her wet lips down over the jutting stiffness of his cock.
She paused when a full third of his enormous fuck-tool was jammed between her lips, when she would have choked herself if she'd tried to swallow another inch of his prickmeat. Karen shuddered with cock-sucking pleasure, wrapping her lips in a tight, hungry circle around the veined stiffness of his cock. Then she started sucking Randy's big fuck-rod extremely hard, her cheeks reddening with the torrid intensity of her feverish cock-sucking.
Randy's groans and sighs quickly told her that she was doing an excellent job of mouthing his prick. Karen shamelessly slurped and slobbered and sucked, pushing her lips up and down his hard-on, constantly loving the spunk-oozing tip with her tongue. His huge cock responded by growing progressively stiffer, until it was throbbing wildly on the roof of her mouth. By then Karen was sucking his prick so hard that the slurping, gurgling sounds of the blow-job filled the whole bedroom.
She wanted this to be the most magnificent cock-suck he'd ever had in his life. Karen's enormous tits quivered as she started bobbing her face on his crotch, wantonly fucking her mouth with the steely stiffness of his prick. The steady litany of slurps and smacks were punctuated by loud popping sounds whenever she gave his cock an especially hard suck. She tightened her fingers around the root of his prick, beginning to jack him off again. Soon her fingers were moving in a blur, hungrily beating his cock up to her mouth.
"Suck me!" Randy pleaded. He stared down at her, excited by the flush in her cheeks, by the dimensions of her mouth clasped around his aching cock. "Oh, fuck, you're so good at it! You give the best fucking head! Unggghhh! Play with my balls! Oh, fuck, they're so swollen! Play with my nuts, make me cum!"
Obediently Karen slid her left hand between his trembling thighs, filling her fingers with the hairy, wrinkled sac containing his balls. They felt very full and heavy, reminding her of how much cum they must contain. Skillfully Karen kneaded and massaged his balls, warming the jism that was already on the verge of spewing out of his twitching, jerking fuckmeat.
"Gonna cum!" Randy gasped. "Gonna cum!"
Karen sucked his cock as hard as she could, her cheeks flushing crimson with the energy of the blow-job, her right fist pumping madly up and down his cock. His huge prick grew even stiffer, nearly choking her with its stiffness. He was about to pop his rocks.
Suddenly, cruelly, Karen slid her mouth off his cum-and-saliva-dripping prick. Randy yelped in dismay as she wickedly pinched his puffy cockhead tightly between her thumb and forefinger with her left hand, holding back his load of cum. Her right hand remained on his absolutely stone-hard cockshaft, lightly jacking it as she smiled mischievously up into his eyes.
"What ... what the fuck are you trying to do to me?" Randy sputtered miserably. "Did my mom send me over here to try to kill me or what?"
"Unh unh, Randy," Karen purred. "But darling, I really do want to know about these personal problems you're having with her."
"Let me cum!"
"Not yet, lover. I'm afraid there's something I'm a little suspicious about, and I want to find out if I'm right."
Still pinching his cockhead very hard with her left thumb and forefinger, Karen started jacking his cockmeat much faster with her right fist. The sensation, she was sure, had to be both intensely pleasurable and painful at the same time. Randy desperately needed to cum, but her pinching fingers wouldn't let him. He writhed miserably on the bed, his huge cock growing redder and stiffer by the second.
"Let me cum!"
"Randy, you do have a little sexual problem with your mother, don't you?" Karen purred. "That's why she sent you over here."
"How the fuck do you know that?"
"It's woman's intuition, darling. I mean, you do have an awfully big cock, and I can see for myself how fast it gets stiff. And your mom does have an awfully sexy body, doesn't she, Randy? Don't you think your mom has just about the sexiest body you've ever seen in your life?"
Randy immediately averted his eyes, but his aching prick throbbed even harder, and Karen immediately guessed her suspicions were correct. She started beating the tortured youth's giant cock as fast as she could, giggling as it passed from red to crimson, painfully clogged with cum.
"Randy, did you try to fuck your mother?" she hissed. "That's it, isn't it? You tried to suck your mom's big, juicy tits and fuck her nice, tight little cunt. Didn't you? That's why she sent you away, isn't it? 'Cause she feels so ashamed of it. Or maybe she feels ashamed 'cause she let you fuck her. Is that it, Randy? Did Mommy let you fuck her horny little cunt?"
"Please." Randy moaned. "Don't make me tell."
"It's true, isn't it?"
"Yes!" Randy gasped. "Yes!"
"That's a good boy!"' Karen giggled.
Smiling triumphantly, she removed her pinching fingers from his cockhead and plunged her left hand back to his balls, massaging the bloated sac. Her right fist jacked violently up and down his huge, aching prick. Finally, his cum started spewing. Karen knew instantly that it would be the biggest load she'd ever coaxed out of a man's balls in her life.
"Oh, Randy! Look how it's squirting!"
Randy could only moan and gasp in painful pleasure, letting the naked woman jack off his gushing cock as fast and hard as she could. The first blast of jism sprayed more than a yard out of his cockhead, shooting past her shoulder and spattering all over her face.
The cum shot onto her cheeks, into her hair, onto her forehead, spewing and spurting endlessly from the beet-red crown of his enormous cock. Karen gasped with voyeuristic delight and kept on beating his meat feverishly, eagerly watching the rich, milky liquid cascading out of his prick.
His cum kept gushing out. She'd never even known a man could shoot off constantly for that long. Finally the jizz was only oozing out of his cockhead, and Karen slid her hand from his prick. His cum covered her face like a mask, and there were blobs and flecks of it all over her huge, jiggling tits. Karen rose to her feet, laughing, eagerly wiping up the cum with her fingers, then popping her fingers into her mouth. It was delicious. The only cum she'd ever tasted that was better was the jism she'd pumped out of her own son's cock.
"Randy, I think I'm going to do you a favor," Karen purred, smiling down at the exhausted youth. "Please don't feel bad about telling me about your mother. As a matter-of-fact, I'd like to give you a little free advice."
"What kind of advice?" Randy sighed. His cock was softening in little jerks; the huge cum had obviously drained him.
"Go home, Randy. Go home tomorrow and fuck your mother again," Karen giggled. "Believe me, honey, I'm sure Gail wants it very badly. As a matter-of-fact, I'll bet she's thinking about your cock and playing with her pussy right now. Anyhow, a mother belongs with her son."
And that certainly applied to her as well, Karen thought, feeling her pussy getting wet as she thought of Billy's prick. Tomorrow, she told herself, she would call his dad first thing and ask for Billy's return. How could she have ever imagined going without her own son's beautiful cock?