Chapter 8
"I won't need to put anything on it," Rocky smiled at his buddy. "You greased her ass for me."
Driving forward he rode his cock up her rectum eagerly.
"Fuck it," he panted, "that's the way I want you to do it, baby. Fuck. Come on, sweetheart, twist your tail. Now you're doing it. Grind your hips, honey."
She was grinding her ass all right and he loved it.
"Keep it up," he begged her, "that's the way you do it. Oh, baby, twist it for me. Keep it going."
His thick cock rammed up her rectum. Now Paul decided it was his turn to have some fun. Only he was going to try something different.
"I want you to eat my ass," he suggested.
Propping his ass up in front of her he looked back.
"Suck my ass, sweetheart," he told her.
Gripping Paul's firm round behind she let her tongue slip up his ass-hole.
"Eat my ass," he begged her, "go ahead, baby, suck me."
With rapid-fire tongue movements she liked licking the young boy's behind. At the same time she reached around to pull on his cock in a milking motion.
"Great hand action," he complimented her, "you sure know where it's at, Donna. Come on, ass sucker, suck me."
Donna did her best to excite him. Her tongue plunged on up his ass while Rocky's cock stabbed up her slippery ass-hole.
All at once Rocky shot off his gun.
"I'm cuming," Rocky gasped excitedly as his hands reached out to clasp her buttocks. "Oh, baby, grab it. Milk my prick."
She swung her hips around and using her sphincter muscle she grabbed his cock shaft and milked him.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "does it ever feel good when your ass pulls on my prick."
She continued milking his cock until he had finished shooting. Slowly Rocky eased off Donna's buttocks.
Donna pulled her tongue out of young Paul's ass-hole and told him flatly, "I would enjoy fucking your ass."
"What with?" he laughed at her.
"I'll show you," Donna said as she got to her feet and went over to a closet. She reached up and pulled out a plastic penis.
"Did you ever get your ass fucked with one of these?"
"No, I haven't," he admitted candidly, "but it might be fun."
Donna strapped it on. She wasn't going to waste any time.
"Now, tiger," she told him, "you're gonna enjoy it. And I mean enjoy it."
As he got on the treatment room table in the position she told him to, his ass was upraised. Donna clasped the young boy's buttocks and slowly eased the oiled dildo up his ass crack. While all this was going on, his buddy was watching.
"It gets me excited just watching you slip that dildo up Paul's ass," Rocky admitted candidly.
Donna lurched forward. The plastic penis slid smoothly up Paul's tight rectum. Paul winced with pain as the thick plastic cock plunged past his tight anal ring. However, once it had been inserted all the way he discovered enjoyment.
"It feels all right," he said in a surprised manner.
"Don't be shocked," Donna told him as she went on driving the dildo vigorously up his ass-hole. "I'm massaging your prostate gland, sweetheart."
At this point Rocky figured he ought to get into the act, too.
"Your mouth is free," he told Donna, "and you could be sucking my cock while you are fucking his ass."
He stood up on the treatment room table and then squatted down so he could aim his penis right at Donna's mouth. Donna was delighted to entertain him. For she always approved of obtaining every sexual kick possible.
The thick cock plunged into her mouth and down her throat. She was being throat fucked now while she was fucking Paul's behind. Paul's ass wiggled. Paul watched in the mirror. He saw Rocky's saliva-slickened penis plunging in and out of her mouth. He watched as Rocky's balls rode down his chin. Donna held her head back and enjoyed it.
"Eat my meat," the young boy begged. "Oh, sweetheart, suck it. That's it. Come on, cock sucker, suck. Suck. Suck that big dick."
She was sucking now for all she was worth.
"Eat my prick," he begged her, "that's what I want you to do. Eat it. Come on, sweetheart, suck. Suck that big juicy cock. Suck it off."
The thick pulsating penis exploded. Just then Donna felt herself juicing as she went on jabbing the plastic cock up Paul's tight ass-hole. It had gotten her stimulated to see his behind wiggling as the plastic cock serviced him.
She enjoyed having the white cum flooding down her throat while she finished fucking the other boy.
Rocky pulled his cock out of her mouth and some of his cum dribbled on her breasts.
"Mind if I lick your tits?" Rocky smiled.
"Talk about ego trips," she laughed as she watched Rocky lick his own sperm off her bosoms.
Slowly she eased the plastic cock out of Paul's ass-hole.
"That was a lot of fun, Donna," Paul assured her.
"I was hoping you'd think so, tiger," she smiled.
The two of them were really excited now. For they recognized how much pleasure they could be giving each other.
Rocky, Paul and Donna went into her bedroom at last. She told them to stretch out in the king-size bed while she fixed drinks. Mixing some bourbons and Seven, she handed them to them.
"Some people would probably say I'm a wild, evil woman," she laughed, "but I don't look at it that way. Do you, Rocky?"
"No way," Rocky said emphatically, "best piece of ass I've ever had."
"What a nice compliment," she winked, "and what have you to say, Paul? Cat got your tongue?"
"No, but your pussy sure has," he chuckled. "I've never seen a snatch that was so appealing."
"What is it about me that you like most?" she asked, fishing for compliments.
"The smooth contours of your body," Paul explained. "The way your breasts sweep out and the way your ass sweeps out. You've got beautiful lines, baby. But the nicest thing, I guess, is the fact that you're uninhibited, sweetheart."
"I guess I am," she said. "I had to go to one of those shrinks and pay a lot of money before I could do everything."
"You mean you were a shy type?" Rocky laughed.
"It wasn't that," she explained, "it's just that I was brought up in a puritanical background. My mom and dad didn't think it was right to even go to a dance."
"Your mom and dad would flip wherever they are if they saw you now."
"That's true," she said, sipping some more of her drink"
Getting up she mixed herself another drink.
"Hurry up, boys," she said, "you've got to catch up with little old Donna."
Both boys gulped their drinks greedily. Donna handed them some more.
As they sat there she explained her sexual views.
"There's so much misery in this old world," she said quietly, "that it just seems natural that we should think more of pleasure. After all, we're not doing anybody any harm."
"That's true," Paul nodded. "We're just having a good time."
"Right on," she smiled, "and the next fuck I would like to have you boys do would really be something. I would like Rocky to stretch out on his back. I'll straddle him and slip my tight pussy over his penis."
"Swing, baby, swing," Rocky smiled as he rolled over on his back and spread out. A couple of tugs on his cock and it was up all the way.
Immediately Donna straddled him. Grasping his penis she plunged it into herself. Then she stretched out and let herself vigorously fuck him.
"Now you get in my ass," she told Paul.
Paul mounted her from behind. Flipping his cock up her slippery ass-hole he saw what pleasure they could derive from this three-way fuck.
"This is what I call the sex sandwich," she smiled. "I'm the piece of meat in the middle."
Both boys laughed as they fucked her hard.
"Oh, that's beautiful," Paul panted as he watched her ass wiggle as his cock stabbed up her.
"Fuck hard," Paul gasped. "Baby, grab my prick. That's the way to do it. Just like that. Oh, I love it. Keep fucking. Faster. Now, now. Oh, baby, fuck. Come on, sweetheart, fuck it."
Faster and faster his penis plunged up her rectum. She twisted, letting her sphincter muscle massage his cock as he plunged forward.
At the same time Rocky was stabbing his cock into her pussy. Her muscles clasped his sliding shaft.
"Brush those big tits of yours across my chest," Rocky smiled up at her.
Donna let her bosoms brush over his chest. He loved the sensation. Reaching out he gripped her ass cheeks. His hands felt his buddy's hands there, too.
"Hey, quit grabbing me," Paul chuckled.
"Sorry, buddy," he told him, "but we are fucking the same piece of ass."
The three of them were building at a similar tempo. Paul would time his cock stabs to those Rocky was delivering to her pussy.
"Oh, we're getting that big beat," she gasped excitedly. "Come on, baby. Fuck it. Don't you love this, Paul? Isn't it more fun doing it with two other people?"
Paul had to nod and agree.
Glancing in the mirror he could see his slippery cock sliding in and out of her tight twisting ass-hole. At the same time he could observe her bosoms brushing over Rocky's chest. Rocky was really fascinated with her.
"Ohhh, wow!" Rocky gasped. "I'm almost there. Come on. Let's make it together. Harder now. Oh, baby, fuck."
She was pushing forward and Paul was driving into her. Suddenly the three of them came together. The hot sperm shot out of Paul's cock and up her ass-hole. At the same instant she was juicing, giving lubrication to Rocky's cock as it exploded in her pussy.
She gripped it tightly with her pussy muscles and got some more sperm out of his cock head.
"Oh, fuck me," she begged eagerly, "fuck me, baby. That's the way I like it. Fuck me. Now you're really doing it, fuck, baby, fuck."
They went on shoving until they'd finished shooting. Paul was the first to pull off. His penis dripped some cum on her ass cheeks.
"Wipe it off, Paul," she smiled back at him.
Paul reached for a nearby towel and wiped her buttocks. Next she pulled off Rocky. Rocky lay there, his slippery cock still erect. She lay down between them.
"Oh, boys," she gasped happily, "this was so much fun. I wish you both would suck on my tits now. I love to have my tits sucked."
Rocky was the first to bend over and start licking at her breasts. A moment later his buddy enjoyed himself by licking her other bosom. Rocky reached down to finger her pussy and Paul parted her legs so he could slip a finger up her ass-hole.
They played like this for a few moments.
"You'd better hurry on, boys," she said nervously as she glanced at the clock. "I wouldn't want to contribute to the delinquency of any minors."
Both boys laughed at the thought of her contributing to their delinquency. However, they did get dressed and each boy promised to come back to entertain her.
Once they were gone Rocky observed to Paul, "She really dug you."
"How could you tell?"
"She wanted to do everything to you," Rocky told him. "Lick your nuts, suck your ass, the works."
"She was a lot of fun," Paul admitted.
When Paul got home his mother was furious.
"Where have you been?" she snapped indignantly. "Do you realize what time it is?"
"Sure I do," he told her, "so what's bothering you?"
"Plenty," she told him angrily. "You have no right to be gone like this. I had dinner fixed for you at five-thirty. It's seven-thirty now."
"Maybe I found me a girl," Paul said, looking at his mother evenly.
"A girl?" she shrieked. "How dare you? I'm all the girl you need."
"Mom," he told her nervously, "sometimes I've got to go. I can't stay tied to your apron strings forever. I'm not gonna be a worthless mother fucker all my life." i
Saying that got his mother so uptight she went to her bedroom and slammed the door. As Paul looked at the food on the table that she had prepared for him, a guilt feeling came to him. He knew he'd done the wrong thing.
Walking down the hall he slowly opened her door and saw her sobbing on the bed. He went over to her and patted her shoulder.
"I don't know why I'm mean to you," he told her, "I really don't. Maybe we could have sex tonight. I didn't have any chick today."
His mother was so delighted to think that he hadn't had any other woman that she turned around immediately.
"Where were you, darling?"
"I was over at Rocky's place," he lied quickly. "I was talking to him."
"That's nice," she said happily. "I was just worried that you were doing something you shouldn't."
"I appreciate how much you love me," he told her, "but it does bug me sometimes the way you act."
"I can't help it," she told him, "I really can't, dear."
When she was assured that he hadn't done anything she suddenly had the urge to have sex with him.
"Why don't you slip in bed with me before dinner?" she smiled.
"All right," he replied softly, not wanting to rock the boat.
Paul got up and slowly undressed. As he took off his clothes his mother looked at him. There was a sad expression on his face. A confused look.
"Is something bothering you, baby?" she asked, knowing full well what was troubling him.
"In a way," he shrugged. "Sometimes I get to thinking."
"About what, dear?" she asked anxiously. "About me and where I'm going," he explained.
"Sometimes I think I'm just a worthless mother fucker. I mean it."
"You mustn't say such awful things about yourself," she said sadly. "Really, baby, all we have done is love each other."
"If the guys at school knew I was screwing my own mom," he said as he took off his pants, "they would call me names."
At this point Kathy understood. The thought of being stereotyped was torturing him.
"Does that hurt you to think about it?" she asked him frankly.
"Yes," he said, pulling down his shorts and letting his cock flip up, "I'm a mother fucker. That's all I am, and it's terrible."
He shook his head sadly.
"Look, mom," he said, "Let's not talk about it. You want to get fucked and I'll screw you."
He did have a manly way of refusing to face up to anything except action. And she knew what kind of action he wanted.
He got in bed with her after she removed her garments. He slipped his arms around her and his naked body pressed against her.
"I love you so much," she breathed hungrily, "that I want to lick you all over."
She threw back the bed clothes. And she was all over him like a monkey. She began by licking his face. She licked under his eyes. She tickled his ears with her tongue. Then she let her tongue wander down to his chest. She made a trail down to his crotch. Reaching up for a pillow she placed it under his buttocks.
"Part your legs and raise them up for me," Kathy asked Paul.
Paul lifted his legs and parted them. His mother slipped her hands hastily under his smooth ass cheeks. Holding him in place she let her tongue slide around his ass crack.
"Oh, mom," he exclaimed excitedly, "when you do me I get more excited than when anybody does it to me."
Kathy deliberately ignored what her son had said. But he'd revealed more in that statement than he ever had before. For she knew now she was competing against some other woman who was making out with him. She figured it was best to say nothing but do her work effectively and efficiently. Reaching up she gripped her young son's hard cock. Now her tongue was rimming his behind. He loved the sensation of her slippery tongue sliding back and forth across his ass cheeks. But what pleased him even more was when her tongue stiffened and she stabbed it up his rectum.
"Eat my ass," she begged. "Oh, baby, suck my ass-hole. That's what I want you to do. Suck my ass. Now you're doing it. That's it. Oh, sweetheart, suck my ass-hole."
The passionate pleasure that he experienced continued until her tongue was stabbing rhythmically up his ass. Her hand was grasping his cock and she was pulling on his penis at the same tempo that she was sucking his ass out.
"Eat my ass," Paul exclaimed, "pull on my prick. Oh, mom, now you're doing it. That's the way. Oh, play with me. Keep it going. Faster."
Her tongue and hand worked together. But she was going to culminate in a wild cocksuck. She licked his balls and then eased up to the top of his shaft. Slipping her mouth over his cock head she sucked hard.
"Eat it," he begged, "eat my prick."
She was eager to please him. Her mouth slid over his cock and she was sucking hard.
"Eat me," he begged eagerly, "oh, yes, mom. Eat my prick. That's what I want you to do. Suck it. Suck it off. Come on, mom, suck that cock. Suck it good and hard, mom, suck it off."
Kathy's head bobbed up and down on her son's penis. She loved the feel of his huge shaft slipping rhythmically in and out of her mouth and slipping down her throat.
"Ohhh," he exclaimed, "that's the way. Oh, suck. Suck it."
Finally the cock exploded.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Eat it, mom, that's the way to do it. Eat it!"
She sucked the cream out of his penis. She sucked his rod until it tickled.
"Stop it," he begged, "that's enough, mom. It hurts when you suck so hard on me."
Realizing she was getting too carried away she rested her head on his thigh and toyed with his testicles as her hand slipped over to his behind.
"You've got to take it easy," he told her. "You'll suck the damn thing off."
"Maybe somebody else has been sucking on it," she quipped quickly.
"What do you mean?" he demanded.
"Nothing," she said, looking away.
At this point she was determined that she was going to have him eat her. She swung her hips around and then she straddled him.
"Son," she suggested, "why don't you let me sit on your face. I want you to eat momma's pussy."
She parted her pussy lips and immediately his tongue slipped inside. The quivering pink flesh triggered him on.
"Ohhh," she groaned in delight, "that's beautiful, baby. Reach up and play with momma's titties while you're sucking my snatch. That's it. Oh, honey, grab my breasts."
Reaching up he gripped her bosoms. He pinched the nipples.
"Eat me," she begged eagerly, "eat me. Yes. That's the way. Eat my box."
His tongue invaded the farthest reaches of her vagina. He was determined to bring her around quickly. Flipping his tongue against her love button he got her so excited she was shaking.
"Suck me, sweetheart," she begged her son, "suck momma's snatch. Oh, yes. Suck me. That's the way, baby. Eat me. Don't ever stop. Love me. Oh, yes. Love my hot sweet pussy, baby."
His tongue flipped all around inside of her and he was eating her completely.
Finally he withdrew and kissed her moist pussy lips. But only after he had sucked her dry. She rolled off him and then he let his arm wander around her almost protectively. He began sucking on her bosoms. This was something unusual. Kathy couldn't help but wonder if her son Paul had learned this from another woman. But she didn't say anything. Instead, she reached down and let her hands wander through his hair as he sucked.
"You do love me, don't you, baby?" she asked softly.
Pulling his mouth off her breast he nodded. "Very much," he told her, "and that's what bugs me."
"It could bug me if I let it," Kathy admitted, "but I won't. I'm gonna grab my happiness where I can. I haven't had very much."
His arms swept around her hungrily and he kissed her passionately. Now his penis was pressing against her vagina. She knew that he could give her more sex. What a wonderful thing to have a son with a repeater peter, she thought to herself.
"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked, looking up at him.
He nodded eagerly.