Chapter 3
It seemed that Mona had barely crawled into bed when the noisy alarm announced the beginning of a new day. Wandering sleepily around in the kitchen trying to prepare breakfast, she kept thinking about all that wonderful fucking she'd enjoyed last night.
"What's the matter with you?" asked Ginger, seeing how weary her mother looked.
"Nothing," Mona mumbled. "Is there supposed to be something the matter with me?"
"I guess not," Ginger sighed.
"You look tired this morning," said the cute little blonde. "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Your dad and I were over at the new guest's cottage until late last night," she explained. "I'm quite tired."
When breakfast was ready, Ginger joined her mother and father at the table.
"Where's Paul?" Dave asked, seeing that his son hadn't joined them.
"He's not feeling very well this morning," explained Mona. "So I told him he could stay in bed for a while."
When Dave went down to the dock and Ginger left to clean up a newly vacated cottage, Mona started cleaning up the breakfast dishes. She felt surprisingly good for not having much sleep last night, and she was buoyed up with the memories of the delicious fuck and suck session she'd enjoyed at the Monroe's last night. As always with Mona, even when she'd been well-fucked, the woman was in a super-horny mood this morning. She decided that when she finished the dishes, she would go to her room and finger herself off before opening the store and post office.
Later, as she passed the door to Paul's room, she was shocked when she glanced in and saw him lustily beating his meat. But the most shocking thing was the size of the kid's cock. She'd never had a good look at his prick when she'd seen him masturbating before. He was clutching his cock tightly around the base as he stroked his prick and at least another four inches extended above his clenched fist. His cock was huge like his dad's big prick, but was at least seven inches long and quite thick for its length. Unable to tear her eyes away, she felt horny juices seeping out from between her legs.
When Paul's eyes suddenly flew open and he saw his mother watching him, he froze, his fist still clutching his hard prick.
"Get out!" he finally screamed. "Why are you sneaking around like this?"
"I'm not sneaking." She smiled.
"You were, too," he muttered, tears of shame welling up in his eyes.
"Don't feel bad," she whispered, remembering what Kim Monroe had said last night as she slowly walked toward his bed. "If I had a cock, I'd play with it all day long."
"Would you really?" he gasped, releasing his hard prick from his grasp.
"Sure," said Mona, sitting down on the edge of his bed. "I'll bet jacking-off feels real neat."
The youngster just stared at his beautiful mother without answering.
"Well, doesn't it?" she asked.
"Sorta." He grinned, his cheeks blushing brightly.
Wondering if she should let him fuck her as Kim had suggested last night, Mona reached out and touched the tip of his hard young prick with her finger.
"Hey," he snapped, pushing her hand away. "Stop messing around."
"Don't be silly," giggled Mona as she lightly brushed her finger up along the sensitive underside of his stiff prick. "Boys like it when women and girls play with their cocks."
The little boy couldn't very well deny that her finger felt good against his prick.
"Come on, Paul," she whispered, closing her soft fingers around the thickness of his young cock. "Let me jack you off."
"Are you nuts?" he gasped, unable to believe that his mother wanted to beat his meat.
"Oh, Paul." She smiled, gently sliding his foreskin up and down his hard-on. "Your cock's so nice and hard."
Deciding that letting her play with his prick wasn't such a bad idea, he lay back to enjoy himself. His entire body was twitching with pleasure as his horny mother rhythmically stroked his stiff cock.
"Gee, that feels good." He smiled up at her. "Bobby Clark says his kid sister jacks him off once in a while."
"Really," said Mona, surprised that their little friends in the city messed around.
"Yeah," said Paul. "He said he even finger-fucks her sometimes."
"Do you ever finger-fuck your sister?" asked his mother, curious to find out how horny her kids were.
"Heck no." He grinned. "She'd slap the shit out of me if I ever suggested it."
"Have you ever touched a girl's pussy?" asked his mother.
"Gosh, no," he answered.
"Would you like to?"
"Sure." He blushed. "I think it would be fun."
"Would you like to play with mine?" she whispered, stroking his hard young cock a bit more briskly.
"Are you kidding?"
"No," she giggled. "I like to have my twat tickled. D'ya wanta try it?"
"Sure." He grinned, his face flushed with excitement.
Releasing his stiff prick, Mona stood up and quickly removed her dress. The beautiful woman's completely naked body was suddenly revealed to her bug-eyed son. Paul just stared in awe at his mom's pink open cunt which was surrounded by a soft bush of shimmering dark hair. Just above the furry triangle was the pretty indention of her dimpled navel. His gaze traveled on up her gently rounded tummy to her full firm tits, crowned with two luscious big nipples.
Smiling at her excited son, Mona lay down next to him on his bed. His heart was pounding lickety-split in his chest as his lovely mother pulled him up against her soft naked body.
"Now play with me, darling," she whispered.
"Just enjoy yourself.
She felt his trembling hand sliding up along the naked flesh of her leg. A delicious tremor rippled through her loins as it moved higher and higher between her smooth inner thighs. Next she felt his other hand excitedly cupping one of her big firm tits.
"Oh, Paul," she whispered. "That feels so nice."
A delicious tremor raced through her loins when she wrapped her fingers around his stiff young prick. Further excited by the feel of her fingers on his cock again, Paul excitedly rubbed his palm over her luscious big tit, causing her sensitive nipple to stand out even harder. As he toyed with her erect tit-bud, his other hand was creeping up higher between his mother's legs.
"Oh, you naughty little bugger," she teased when the tip of his finger brushed against the sensitive flesh of her juicy hair-fringed pussy.
"Jeez," he gasped, shocked at the velvety softness of her creaming cunt. "It feels so hot and squishy."
"That's so nice hard cocks can slide in and out when they fuck it," she giggled.
Mona could feel his young prick throbbing excitedly in her hand as the youngster's middle finger explored the moist hotness of her dripping fuckhole.
"Do you like my pussy?" whispered his mother, noting the wild expression on his face.
"Shit yes," he gulped. "It's so hot and slippery."
"Honey," she whispered, reaching down and guiding his finger up toward her clit. "Play with this little bump. That drives a girl crazy."
Her hard wet clit was already erect from the hot passions that were surging through her body, and it was like an electric shock when his finger touched it.
"Ooooooh, yes," she panted when he began lightly stroking her tingling little joy-button, setting up a delicious friction in her pussy. "That's the way to do it, darling."
Still rolling and tweaking her swollen nipple with his other hand, the youngster finger-fucked the shit out of his beautiful mother. His middle finger was fucking in and out between the fleshy cuntlips of her hot swampy pussy while his thumb toyed around the swollen head of her quivering clit. Squirming and writhing in ecstasy, Mona skimmed his foreskin up and down over his prick at a much faster tempo.
"Oh, shit!" the little boy squealed, suddenly sitting up. "I think I'm gonna shoot!"
"No, not yet," gasped his mother, pushing him back down on the bed.
Grasping the base of his prick with her fingers, she leaned over and brushed her hot wet tongue across the head of his cock.
"What are you doing?" he gasped in a shocked voice.
"Licking your sweet prick," she giggled.
"But, Mom," he gasped. "I piss outta that thing."
"I know," she whispered, her tongue slithering wetly around the base of his cockhead. "But I like the taste of hard pricks."
Putting up no further resistance, the boy lay back as his pretty mother continued mouthing his prick.
"Shit, Mom," he finally whispered. "That sure feels neat."
"I'm glad, honey." She smiled up at him between licks. "Because I want you to shoot your cum into my mouth."
"What?" the boy gasped, unable to believe what she had said.
"I want you to shoot your load into my mouth," she repeated.
"D'ya really want that fuckin' goo in y-your mouth?" he stammered.
"Yes," she said. "I love the stuff."
Paul had never heard of anything so dumb, but if that was what she wanted, he wasn't going to complain. Having never had anything wrapped around his prick except his fingers, the hot soft moisture of his mother's mouth felt incredibly good. He'd never heard of a girl sucking a guy's cock, but it sure felt swell.
From the way her son was lurching on the bed, Mona realized he was rapidly approaching a climax. Wanting his first blow-job to be something he would never forget, his depraved mother began sucking deeper and harder on his cock.
"Jeez, Mom!" he sobbed. "That feels so good. Ooooooh ... so good!"
The boy was writhing frantically on the bed, thrusting his hips up, fucking his stiff young cock deeper and deeper into his mother's hot sucking mouth. He'd never felt such fantastic pleasure in his life, and the intense joy was mounting with every passing moment. Her lips sucked and pulled on his quivering cock. He was suddenly aware of nothing but the unbelievable ecstasy that was streaking through his young body.
"Oh, shit!" he screamed as his ass lurched off the bed and his cockhead exploded a hot load of jizz into her mouth.
Pleased with the strong taste of his sweet cum splattering against the back of her throat, Mona continued sucking and gulping down the thick fuck cream that kept spurting from the end of his twitching prick. When she'd drawn out the last delicious drop of cum from his withering cock, she removed her jizz-drenched lips from his prick.
"Shit, that was neat," he panted, burying his face in the sweet-scented valley between her big luscious tits. "Will you suck me off again when my pecker gets hard?"
"Wouldn't you rather fuck me?" she whispered.
"D'ya mean it?" he excitedly asked. "Can I really fuck you?"
"Sure," his pretty mother giggled. "I just love being screwed."
"But I don't even know how to fuck," he said in a nervous voice.
"Don't worry, honey," said Mona, reaching down and fondling her son's limp wet prick. "I'm sure you'll soon get the hang of it."
Holding the boy in her arms as he started finger-fucking her again, Mona could feel his cock rapidly swelling in her hand. The feel of his prick throbbing against her fingers only added fire to the flames that were already burning in her finger-filled pussy.
"Are you ready?' she hotly whispered into his ear when his cock was once more fully erect in her hand.
"I guess so," he murmured. "But I don't know exactly what to do."
"That's okay," she said. "Just roll over on your back and let me fuck you."
When her son had done as she had suggested, Mona stared down excitedly at the stiff young prick that was standing back against his belly. His cock wasn't as big as his father's huge prick, but its seven thick inches were as hard as steel, and Mona had no doubts that his cock could get the job done. His youthful energy would more than offset his lack of sexual experience.
Facing him, she squatted over his loins, her dripping pussy poised just above the stiff cock that she was clutching in her hand. Pointing his prick up toward her hovering pussy slit, Mona took a deep excited breath.
Staring at his mother's wet open cunt slit as she straddled him, Paul couldn't get over how juicy and beautiful her pussy looked. There was something extremely erotic about the raven-haired bush between her obscenely spread thighs. Through the damp swirl of pubic hairs, he could see her soft coral-tinted cuntlips glistening with the shimmering drops of fuck juice that were dripping from her slippery pussy.
"Ready, honey?" she softly whispered, gently lowering her cunt toward his excited young cock.
"Shit, yes," he panted, his eyes fastened on the juicy flesh of her open pussy.
The kid could feel his heart pounding in his throat when the wet hotness of her slippery cuntlips brushed against the sensitive tip of his cockshaft. The excitement was intensified as she continued lowering herself, seeing her cuntlips slowly opening as they slid down over his trembling prick-knob. The hot moistness of her juice-slickened fuckhole almost popped his nuts as he watched his cock disappear into the delicious warmth of her cunt.
He let out a low wail when his mother suddenly plunged her cunt slit all the way down, driving the length of his prick into the hot depths of her scalding pussy. The intense ecstasy of his tingling cockshaft fucking through her slippery hot flesh was something he would never forget.
When the boy's cock was completely embedded in his beautiful mother's grasping, sucking cunt, Mona started rotating her hips, grinding his stiff young cock around and around in her slippery fuckhole. It was just heavenly how the top ridge of his still-hard prick rubbed against her clit, sending delicious sparks flying all through her pussy. His youthful hard cock was sure going to do the job she wanted.
"Does it feel good, honey?" She smiled down at him.
"Oh, Mom," he sobbed. "I've never felt anything so fuckin' neat in my life." "Good," she whispered. Continuing to rotate her hips, she could feel his hard young cock rubbing against every tingling nerve in her sucking fuckhole. There was something erotic about his hard prick screwing around in her pussy, and, from the excited expression on her son's face, Mona could see how much he was enjoying her cunt.
Finally stopping her rotating motion, the boy's mother began fucking her cunt slit up and down over his cockshaft.
"Jesus Christ!" gasped Paul when he felt his cock fucking up and down through the hot moist meat of her slippery cunt sheath. "That feels so shittin' good!"
Seeing that her son had the hang of it, Mona rolled him on top of her, wrapping her soft naked legs securely around his body.
"Okay, honey," she whispered to the excited boy above her. "Pour it to me."
Aware of what was expected of him, Paul began fucking his cock in and out with hard deep thrusts.
"Oh, you sweet fucker," she whispered, nibbling on his ear. "That's the way to use a cunt, you sweet little fucker."
Fucking into her with swift hard strokes, Paul could feel his mother's body writhing burned against his bare chest.
"Fuck, baby, fuck!" She cheered him on, her shapely legs waving crazily in the air. "That's it, baby! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Drawing her knees back, she snaked her calves around his shoulders, exposing even more of her open cunt slit for their mutual enjoyment.
From the way his young body was tensing and jerking, Mona could tell that he was almost ready to shoot his load.
"That's it, baby!" she was squealing with delight. "That's it, honey! Fuck me good! Oh, shit, what a cock!"
Mona could feel herself rushing toward a wild orgasm as the boy's steel-hard prick continued fucking into her hot sucking cunt.
"Eeeeeeggghhh!" she squealed. "Fuck me harder, honey! Fuck me harder!"
"Oh, shit!" he squealed. "I can't hold back! I'm gonna shoot!"
"Good!" cried his mother. "Shoot it into me! I'm ready, too!"
His young body began twitching and jerking as he continued fucking, and then he was suddenly exploding big wads of white-hot cum into her pussy.
"I'm starting to come with you!" she screamed, feeling his slippery jizz squirting jasming fuckhole. "I'm coming!"
He responded by instinctively fucking his spurting cock deeper into her spasming cunt. Sobbing out little obscenities, they clung tightly to each other until they finally stopped climaxing.
"Oh, Paul," she whispered a few moments later as she held him in her arms. "How did you like your first fuck?"
"It was great," he panted. "Are you gonna let me screw you again sometime?"
"Any time you want," she said.