Chapter 10
Jan wasn't at home when Ron got there. He went up to her room and lay down on the bed. Holding his hand to his nose, he breathed in the odor of Sally's cunt.
His mother would be back soon, he figured. He wanted to take a shower so he would be ready for her. He had been fucking so much lately that he was surprised that he had any gism left in him, but he figured that his balls must be working overtime to keep the supply up.
As he showered, he noticed his mother's douche bag and sniffed it. The smell of the peppermint douch his mother used made his cock jump. Looking down at his pecker, Ron felt proud of the beast with its wide head bobbing up and down. He couldn't resist grabbing it, and as soon as he did, he knew he would have to jerk off.
Standing so the water hit his prick, Ron moved his fist up and down the shaft while still holding the douche nozzle under his nose. As he got more and more excited, he couldn't help sticking the long nozzle into his mouth. It had a nice taste, but that wasn't what was so exciting about it. It made him think of that deep, wet passage that was between his mother's legs.
For the second time that day, Ron began to feel the thrill of an orgasm coming on. The juice gathered in his balls. With undiminished fury, Ron began shooting bullets of goo into the falling water. He was left with his empty gun in his hand and a warm sensation of pleasure. But unlike jerking off in the old days, this was just a diversion between fucks.
by the time Ron stepped out of the shower, he heard his mother coming into the house. He ran out to greet her without bothering to get dressed. They hugged and Ron's prick began to rise. Jan began to drop the packages that she had carried in from the car.
"I spent the whole day shopping," she said. "I'll show you what I bought."
She told Ron to go into the living room, while she put her new clothes on. Without bothering to get dressed, he waited impatiently.
It seemed like a long wait, but Jan finally came into the room wearing a pants-suit. Ron had to admit she looked pretty good in it. The jacket fit snuggly, but it looked comfortable. Her tits held the front of the garment high off her chest. The slacks hugged her ass and showed its perfect curves. Ron's cock began to stir as he looked at the crack of her ass.
Jan took off the jacket, and showed Ron the blouse she wore beneath it. The blouse was made of some sort of white, gauzy material, and Ron could see her nipples right through it. His prick lifted higher.
Jan took off the top and shook her tits at her son just for an extra treat. Then she took off the slacks and stood in a new pair of panties. Those new undies were the most spectacular he'd seen.
They were nothing but a bit of fabric covering her crotch and ass. The sides were a piece of string holding the thing up.
Jan walked up to her boy and turned around. He could see the tight curls through the thing, and her ass-crack looked sexy as hell.
She turned to face the boy again, and she placed one leg onto the arm of his chair. Ron's cock stiffened to its full hardness. A faint whiff of pussy odor completed the effect. He wanted to grab his cock and jerk it.
She turned again, giving him a shot of her ass. She grabbed the skimpy garment and pulled it up higher. Before his eyes, the thing began to disappear into that dark crevice between her ass-cheeks. Jan gave her hips a wiggle, and the cheeks quivered on either side of the weird garment that she had filling her crack. Again, she turned and showed Ron how she could pull the front of the panties into her cunt. The hairy lips popped out and bit down on the gauzy material.
He couldn't help reaching out and grabbing her around the waist. She didn't resist when he pulled her down on top of him. They kissed and wrestled playfully in the chair. He bit those wobbling titties, causing his mother to cry out. She grabbed his hard prick, making him holler.
Ron leaned forward with her in his arms, then stood up. He didn't have too much trouble carrying her upstairs. He went into her room and threw her on the bed.
Ron remembered what he told Bruce. It was early, but maybe his friend would show up in time. He went to the window and lifted the shade and pretended to look out. When he pulled it down, he left a few inches for Bruce to peek though. Then he ran toward the bed and dove. Jan laughed as he landed on her. She loved his youthful enthusiasm, and he was making her feel young again.
They grabbed each other and kissed. They both felt how hot and fat his cock was. The heat from his mother's body sent a charge of pleasure through him, and he was determined to make this fuck even better and wilder than the others.
Their mouths came together and they traded kisses. Ron felt his mother's tits on his chest. He ran his hand down her back all the way from her neck to the round fullness of her ass. His mother's body was so smooth and firm that he still couldn't believe he had it all to himself.
He slipped his fingers into the crease of her ass. It was nice and warm in there. Jan lifted a leg and put it over Ron's hip, opening her crotch to him. Ron moved his finger up and down in her valley, then decided he would come back to it later.
His fingers crawled over her crotch to her cunt. From there it was a straight line into her oozing pussy. The hot cream seeping out let him enter smoothly. Jan gasped as she felt her son's strong finger part the inner lips and pass through-She reached over Ron's hip to his ass. As he wiggled his finger around in her cunt, she pushed a finger up his bum.
Without lubrication her finger hurt him slightly, but not enough to cancel the pleasure it sent through him. Ron was experiencing a thrill that he had never achieved with his own finger. There was no disputing his mother's fantastic talent. With her middle finger up his ass, she tickled his balls with her little finger.
Ron was sliding his finger in and out of his mother's cunt, and he was smearing her juice on the puckered entrance to her ass. Soon the backdoor was well-lubed and he pushed his finger into it. Now he had a finger in each hole. He could feel one finger with the other through the thin wall that separated them. When he wiggled the fingers, Jan's body shook crazily.
"Oh, honey, that feels so-o-o-o-o good. M-m-m-m," she moaned right into his ear.
When they began to get bored with each other's assholes, Jan whispered to her son, "Will you do something extra special for me?"
Ron stiffened in anticipation. He was going to learn another technique. He wondered what it was going to be.
"Eat my pussy," Jan said in an excited voice.
Ron felt a shock of lust shoot through him. Without even answering he began sliding down her body.
He stopped at her tits and gave them a good working over with his mouth and tongue. When he thought he'd done all he could there, he continued. As he brought his face to the curly triangle, the smell of hot pussy juice filled his nostrils. He knew that in another few seconds he would have his face buried in that hot muff. The curls were tickling his nose and chin as he burrowed his mouth into her twat.
He stuck his tongue through the hair and found the lips. The taste of cunt immediately filled his mouth. It was a shock at first, but as soon as he got used to it, it acted as a stimulant and it drove him on to a wild tongue lashing. He covered her snatch with frantic wipes of his tongue, like a kid with an ice-cream cone on a hot day.
Ron heard the sound of someone at the window. It was a faint sound and he wouldn't have heard it if he hadn't been listening for it. Jan didn't seem to notice. The thought of someone watching him in this perverted position made it even more exciting.
He remembered when he had been out there peeking in at his mother. If Bruce was having half as much fun as he'd had out there, he was doing all right. Ron tried to show off by really throwing himself into the cunt-lapping job. He wrapped his arms around his mom's thighs and ground his face into her soaking pussy.
"Ron," Jan said suddenly in alarm, "I think I hear someone at the window.
Ron didn't want his mother to worry, so he came clean. "It's Bruce," he said. "I sort of told him to look in the window. I hope you don't mind."
Jan thought about it for a while. She didn't feel angry, and she soon realized that the idea made her more excited.
"Tell him to come in," she told Ron.
Ron was surprised to hear that, but it sounded like a good idea to him too. He was proud of his mother for being such a good sport. He went to the window and opened it.
"Hi, Bruce. My mother wants you to come in."
"Well, ah, I-I'm not alone. Ah, my brother Bob is out here, and so are a few other guys."
Ron was flabbergasted. He didn't think Bruce would bring a whole audience with him. Jan had heard what Bruce said, and she told Ron it was all right. They could all come in, Ron didn't know if he liked that idea. He didn't mind sharing his mother with his best friend, but as he looked out the window at the crowd, he realized that he didn't even know some of them. Jealousy began to sneak up on him.
There wasn't anything he could do about it now, but he was sure going to give it to Bruce the next time they were alone.
"Well, come on in," he called to the guys on the roof. .
One by one, they crawled through the window. Ron counted six guys in all, and he made seven. What was his mother planning to do with seven guys? They stood around while Bruce introduced them to Jan. She was lying there naked, and the guys were devouring her with their eyes. Ron noticed that she seemed to enjoy it.
"Well, don't just stand there, take your clothes off and hop in," she said. She meant hop into bed, but the boys thought she meant to hop into her, and that was in her plans too.
The sight of six boys throwing their clothes off as fast as they could made Jan feel like a reward in a stripping contest. The winner came to the bed and climbed on. He jumped on Jan and kissed her. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around him. The other naked guys crowded around the bed and watched the show. They were getting a much better view than they had from the window, and now they were going to be part of the show.
The boy with Jan lost no time mounting her and shoving his cock up her snatch. When Ron saw his mother grab his cock to help him in, he felt resentful. He went to her chair and sat down. His world with his mother seemed to be falling apart.
He heard the guy on his mother begin to grunt with ecstasy, and he felt worse. But when he heard his mother's animal moans of joy, he began to understand why she wanted all those guys for a fuck. He would love to jump from cunt to cunt in an orgy of crazy fucking, so how could he blame her for taking advantage of the situation.
Now that he was feeling better, he got up and went to the bed. The kid on her was in the middle of an orgasm, and his mother was obviously in ecstasy too. Ron's cock, which had gone soft in his mood of jealousy, was now rising again. He had to admit that it was exciting to watch her fucking that kid.
When the boy finished his fuck, he rolled off her and another guy took his place. In the two seconds that Jan was between fucks, all the guys got a good view of a woman caught in mid-climax. She looked like a statue in honor of lust. Her gaping legs looked so inviting, and her cunt was open. Her arms reached out for whoever was going to be her next fucker. On her face was the look of a woman in unbelievable bliss.
As soon as the second kid began to fuck, Jan began screaming with pleasure. The new cock in her was just starting though, and by the time he was coming, Jan was somewhere on the way to her next orgasm. The boys took their turns, and when they weren't fucking, they were watching.
Ron imagined what it must be like to get fucked over and over like that. His mother's moans had become constant, although they were reduced in intensity. Her body kept undulating at the same rate whether a kid was fucking her or not. She was in a state of perpetual orgasm; a condition that a man could never know.
Some of the guys were having seconds. Bruce was fucking her for the second time, and it was strange for Ron to see his best pal on top of his mom, plunging his prick into her.
Ron decided to take a turn. He wasn't going to, but now he was horny and had to have it. Besides, the idea of fucking with all these guys standing around watching seemed exciting. As soon as Bruce rolled off, Ron hopped on. He had to stab her cunt while she kept writhing in her frenzied condition. Her cunt was such a sloppy mess that it was easy for him to slide his cock in.
He hardly had to do any work at all. Jan was jerking her hips spasmodically, with enough force to bounce Ron up and down on her. He tried to get into sync with her rhythm, but it wasn't easy to match that convulsive dance of insane ecstasy. Her pussy was contracting more fiercely than he'd ever felt it contract before, and that egged his passion on.
When he felt himself about to come, he let himself go as if he were alone. He heard his voice begin the wanton sounds of pleasure, and it seemed louder than the other kids had moaned, but he didn't care. He was used to fucking this chick and it was his mother, so it figured that he would enjoy filling her with gism more than the others.
When Ron had shot his load, he stayed on top of her out of habit. They guys who were waiting weren't going to let him get away with that though. They dragged him off. Ron didn't mind. After his orgasm in that marvelous cunt, he was glad to share his mother.
He knew that his mother was a valuable natural resource, and she belonged to all the horny kids of the world.