Chapter 7
Despite the urgency of her son's hard-on, Brenda made them walk slowly, enjoying the warm evening. She placed an arm about his waist, pulling his around hers. The brush of her hip against him felt good. The last time she had walked like this with a male was with her ex-husband, a long time ago.
Her tits swelled and strained against her blouse, nipples rigid and tingling deliciously with anticipation. Her cunt had grown wet during dinner, and she enjoyed the slipperiness on her inner thighs. She was glad she had not worn panties now. She twisted her ass in a pronounced manner as she walked with her son, feeling very erotic. Glancing down at the front of his pants, she was pleased to see his cock straining at his jeans, bold and unashamed.
The only light was from the street lamps. There was no one close enough to see. She allowed her hand to move across his pants, giving his cock a squeeze.
"Watch it, Mom," he cautioned. "You wanna make me come in my pants?"
"God, no I That would be a terrible waste." "It sure would," he agreed. "I'd have to lick it off your pants," she giggled. "I sure don't want to waste something as precious as your sweet, hot come juice." "You'd do that?"
Brenda hugged him tightly against her hip. "Don't you know by now that I'd do anything for you?"
"Like give me some pussy on our first date, huh?"
"Some girls fuck, and some girls suck," she said, her voice husky. "And some girls do both on a first date."
"What kind of girl are you, Mom?"
"Oh, the right kind," she whispered. "I do both on the first tiate, especially when my date is such a handsome young man and with such a strong hard-on."
Brad giggled, squeezing the cheeks of his mother's twisting ass.
"I bet I can beat you to the room," she said, pointing at the motel, now about forty or fifty feet away.
"You're on!" Brad laughed, and he sprinted ahead of her.
"No fair!" Brenda called.
She sprinted after her son, laughing happily. He was at the motel door by the time she caught him. He was leaning there, panting, laughing with her. Brenda fished about in her small purse for the key to the room, and she felt her son behind her, lifting her skirt. She looked around quickly, seeing they were alone.
Brad lifted his mother's skirt behind her, and then she sucked in a hiss of air. Brad had taken his hard cock out of his pants, and he ran the smooth, wet cockhead up and down the back of her thigh.
"Ooo, you can't wait, can you?" she whispered, clinging to the doorknob tightly, her eyes glazing with passion.
Brad didn't reply. He held the back of his mother's skirt to her waist, her white ass gleaming in the pale light. He looked down, lifting his cock up to smear the seeping cockjuices across the cheek of her ass.
"You want to fuck me here?" she asked, her voice husky.
Still, Brad said nothing. He breathed hard in short gasps, sliding the head of his cock up and down the crack of his mother's ass. Brenda gurgled as she felt the heat of the swollen cock-head sliding between the cheeks of her ass. She squeezed them, clamping her ass about the head of his cock. She felt his cocktip probe her asshole, and with a low moan, arched her ass backwards to her son. She leaned her forehead against the door of their room, holding the doorknob tightly, shoving her ass backwards. Brad's cock throbbed between the cheeks of her ass, the prickhead resting on the tight crinkle of her asshole. The sensation reminded Brenda of what it had felt like when she had pressed his fingertip into her asshole. She shoved back against him, making a whimpering sound.
They were in a public place, in danger of being caught, but the danger seemed to create a perverse excitement inside Brenda's slender, rounded body. She grunted and pressed her ass back hard, and felt her son's cock slip down- ward from her asshole. She couldn't suppress the low wail of ecstasy when his cock stretched the lips of her cunt, fucking in easily as he stood behind her.
"Ohhh, baby!" she whispered.
"I gotta fuck you now, Mom!" Brad groaned behind her.
"Shhhh!" she cautioned. "Be quiet, baby."
Brad fucked his cock deep into her cunt, and Brenda shoved her ass back a bit more, almost bending down, her face pressed upon the wood surface of the door. She held the knob for support, swinging her exposed ass in tight circles when Brad began to fuck back and forth. Her skirt was bunched at her waist, her body showing from there down.
She closed her eyes to savor the rapture of his cock fucking in and out of her slippery cunt. ' She had gotten the key into the door before her son fucked his cock up her cunt. She clung to the knob now, not feeling the way the key cut into her hand. She slid her free hand down between her thighs. She grasped her son's balls, squeezing them and purring as he fucked his cock in and out of her burning cunt.
"Hurry!" she hissed. "Hurry before someone catches us!"
Brad grunted with effort, his cock stabbing back and forth, fucking in a frantic attempt to come quickly. Brenda's cunt sucked at his prick, the steamy cuntlips nibbling and closing tightly about the base, sucking on his cock as he pulled back, then lunged deeply again.
She tried to keep quiet, but her breathing came in panting harshness. She clung to his balls, shaking her ass in a lewd dance as her son stood behind her, fucking in a frenzy of wild | motion. She felt an orgasm starting to rumble deep inside her cunt. She strained her ass backwards, eyes closed with ecstasy, lips parted to suck in air. "Ohhh, Brad, hurry!" she moaned. "I am!" he gasped. "Shhh! Not so loud!" Her cunt felt as if it were on fire, the puffy pussylips, surrounded by the silky cunt hair, clamped about her son's cock, holding him in its searing, fleshy vise. She pulled at his loadec balls, rubbing them at her throbbing, swollen clit, feeling her orgasm grow and grow, yet no-bursting. She made a strangling sound, strug-j gling to keep quiet, hoping no one would come out of a room and see them, or worse, a car pufl up with those bright lights spotting them.
She arched her ass back a bit more, now almost bent double, her face very close to the level of the doorknob. She gasped with heat, twisting her ass almost violently as her son pumped his prick with vigor into her pussy. Her orgasm kept getting close to explosion. She bit into her bottom lip to keep from screaming with frustration. The urge to come was driving her crazy. She twisted her son's balls, bringing a moan of pain from him. She swiftly released the pressure when she realized what she had done.
"Hurry, damn it!" she hissed.
Brad fucked his cock into her cunt with greater force. She could hear him grunting, sounding very loud in the still night.
A sound came to her, and Brenda gave a choked shriek. Bright light spilled from a doorway two rooms down. Frantically, she twisted the doorknob, trying to pull her naked ass away from her son's cock. But he was gripping her hips tightly, fucking in a frenzy.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Brenda went sprawling into their room.
"Goddamn son of a bitch!" she heard her son yelp.
Then the door was slammed. She looked over her head to see her son leaning against it, his cock standing straight out and glistening in the light they had left on. She was sprawled on the floor, her skirt about her waist, her naked ass exposed.
"I tried to warn you," she said, and giggled. "You can't go around fucking in a public place, Brad. You're going to get caught sooner or later."
"Til kill that mother-fucker," he sid. "I was about to. come!"
"So was I," she replied, wiggling her assi lewdly, sliding a hand beneath her body and spreading her legs. She rubbed at her inflamed clit, staying on the floor.
Brad dropped to his knees between his mother's parted legs, cupping the cheeks of her ass, squeezing them as he lifted her high.
"Put your cock back in," she insisted. "Fuck me now!"
She drew her knees up, shooting her creamy ass into the air, waggling it with lewd invitation
But Brad didn't stab his cock up her cunt.|
He leaned down instead, and buried his young face into her pussy.
Brenda squealed as his tongue snapped into her pussy. She rammed her ass back against hk face, feeling his nose on her asshole, the hod breath burning the tender crinkle. Resting herj head and shoulders on the carpet, her tits scrapJ ing excitedly against the rough nap, she shook] her ass into her son's face.
"Lick me!" she urged huskily. "Lick mother's cunt! Ahhhh, shove your tongue way up my fucking cunt, baby! Fuck my pussy with your tongue . . . fuck it hard and fast! Ooooo, suck my fucking cunt, darling!"
Brad's tongue darted and twisted into her hairy pussy, licking at the oozing sweetness, drawing the liquids into his mouth as if it were precious, expensive nectar. He ran his hands up and down her thighs, feeling the creamy smoothness, over her hips and finally reaching to her tits. Closing his hands about his mother's tits, squeezing them, he pulled her backward, trying to drive his face deep into her scalding pussy. Brenda twisted and wiggled her ass frantically, gasping and gurgling, her fingers digging into the carpet hard.
"Suck me, suck me!" she wailed. "Eat mother's hairy cunt, baby! Oooo, your tongue is so good! I love tongue! I love tongue up my cunt and on my legs and . . . ahhh, you're going to make me come!"
Her face contorted as her pussy contracted. She screamed, trying to hold back, afraid someone could hear them. But the scream bubbled from her throat anyway, her cunt closing and tightening in spasms as her son lapped from her clit to the juicy lips. She was sure he had his mouth inside her cunt, his nose trying to penetrate her tight asshole.
The convulsions became tighter and tighter as her son licked his tongue rapidly, up and down her pussy. Brenda sobbed and twisted mindlessly, the orgasm stretching out, becoming a wild, burning series of contractions. She shook her uplifted ass violently and began to gasp louder. Brad's tongue skated upward, and Brenda shrieked when it ran across her asshole. With a quick backward thrust, she rammed her asshole against her son's mouth. Brad began gripping his mother's ass tightly in his hands, closing his lips about her asshole and sucking hard, his tongue twisting and pressing at the fiery assring.
"Oh, my God!" Brenda cried. "Ohhh, that's
. . . Brad, Brad!"
Her stomach was tightening as her orgasm increased in power, making her mind grow dark and spin dizzily. She shoved her ass back into her son's face hard, grinding erotically as she kept coming. Her nerves were screaming with impossible ecstasy, her muscles straining painfully. She felt her son's chin pressing into the squeezing lips of her cunt, his mouth sucking insanely on her puckering asshole. Brenda's eyes suddenly bulged.
Brad had fucked his tongue up her asshole.
It felt as if his tongue were five inches deep, but that was impossible.
"Ohhh, your tongue . . . Brad, you've got your tongue up my asshole!" she gurgled.
For an answer, Brad stabbed his mother in the hot asshole with his tongue, twisting it, still sucking hard with his tight lips.
Brenda had never felt anything like it before. It was even different than when she had pressed his finger up her ass. His finger had felt bigger, but his tongue was wiggling and Ucking. She smashed her tits down against the carpet and tried to shove her asshole onto his tongue.
"Ohhh, tongue my ass!" she screeched. "Tongue mother up the fucking ass! My asshole is on fire ... my cunt is on fire! Eat my ass, Brad! Eat mother's asshole! Suck my asshole . . . fuck my asshole!"
Brad gripped his mother's hips brutally, but Brenda didn't care if he left the imprints of his fingers on her creamy skin. She didn't care if he bruised her, as long as he kept fucking her up the ass with that sweet, wet tongue. Her cunt seemed to be melting, the contractions more powerful than before.
Brenda's orgasms seemed to reluctantly fade, becoming weaker until finally she stopped altogether. Brad pulled his tongue out of her asshole, but was now licking the insides of her asscheeks, swirling his tongue at the smooth flesh, taking a few dips downward to taste the creamy wetness of her quivering cunt.
Brenda lay with her ass in the air, gasping and choking softly.
Brad sat back, staring into his mother's ass and cunt. His cock stood up stiffly from his lap, his balls tight and hard. He gripped his cock in a fist, squeezing it, waiting for his mother to recover.
Slowly, Brenda let her ass fall to one side, and she saw her son sitting there gripping his hard cock desperately.
"Why didn't you fuck me?" she said in a weak voice. "You don't have to suffer with that big hard-on."
Brad's eyes were glazed, and he gasped through his open lips. His mouth and chin were wet with her cunt juices, and he seemed to be in a stupor. Brenda turned on the floor, facing her son. He had sat back, leaning against the door with his legs straight out, gripping his cock.
"Poor baby," she whispered as she lay on her stomach between his legs.
She loosened his grip on his cock, and lowered her mouth. She sucked her son's cock between her lips, and began to suck up and down, slowly, tasting the heat of his fucker, the arousing scent of her cunt clinging to the cock-shaft.
Bobbing her mouth up and down, Brenda fucked her son's cock with her wet, hungry mouth. Brad, seemingly dazed, stared past her back, gazing at the rounded swell of her naked ass. Her skirt was still bunched at her waist, and Brenda's ass writhed slowly, her long legs opening and closing, scissoring as she sucked his cock with delight. With her mouth gliding up and down his cock, she opened his belt and pulled his pants wide open, getting her lips down on the base and against the wiry tuft of young cock hair. She managed to lift his loaded balls out, and rubbed them at her chin, making soft cries of cock-sucking pleasure.
"Mom," he said, his voice strained. "My balls hurt."
Brenda lifted her face, pressing his hard cock against her cheek as she looked up at him. "Mother will take care of it, baby," she replied in a low voice. "Mother will stop your precious balls from hurting. You need to come, that's the problem. Mother will make you come, and it will feel better then."
She pulled his cock back into her mouth, swallowing it deeply, the cockhead pressing at her hot throat. She sucked up and down faster now, her tongue swirling eagerly. He dripped an awful lot, and she let her mouth fill with the sweetness, then swallowed. She pulled her mouth off his cock and moved down to his tight, hard balls. She gently lapped at his balls, then pulled them into her mouth. Brad's balls felt very hard in her mouth, the heat of them burning her cheeks and tongue. Afraid to suck hard on them, she allowed his balls to fall out of her mouth. She ran her tongue up the shaft of his cock, then across the cockhead. She licked away the juices, and sank her mouth onto his prick again. Feeling the hot hardness throbbing, listening to her son's panting breath, Brenda began sucking as fast and hard as she could, wanting to relieve the boiling pressure in his balls as fast as possible.
Brad groaned, his eyes fixed upon his mother's lovely ass.
Then he growled. The boiling come juice gushed out of his cock with force, splashing the back of his mother's throat. Brenda cried out wetly, and swallowed with hunger, sucking in a frenzy, drawing the creamy jism out of her son's balls as if starved for it. He came in a number of squirting gushes, thicker than he had when she had sucked him off earlier. Her mouth filled time and again with cock cream, the taste of it making her squeal as another orgasm rippled about her cunt. The orgasm wasn't as strong as those when he sucked her asshole, and she didn't think she could stand another power-, ful orgasm right then.
She pressed her cunt into the carpet, her lips wrapped about the head of his cock, taking the gushes across her tongue and letting the come juice burn down her throat. She clung to his cock when he finished, feeling it soften between her lips. She laved the prickhead with her tongue for a while longer, then pulled up.
"God, your balls were loaded, baby," she said. "They don't hurt anymore, Mom." "I can see why they did," she said, sitting and crossing her legs, her skirt in her lap. "'Those balls were filled with jizz. Why did you wait so long to come? Why didn't you fuck me?" "I hurt too bad to do anything," he said. "Well, you won't ever hurt like that again," Brenda said, leaning to kiss his lips. "Anytime your balls get that hard, you better tell me-so I can do something about it."