Billy’s Hot Mom 2

  • Posted on October 7, 2012 at 5:38 am
Chapter 2
Donna didn’t think her son was ashamed of being fucked by her, but she
had had to let him know she wasn’t.
As she bathed, she smiled to herself. She had been dancing suggestively
in front of him for some months now, not really knowing what would
eventually happen. She had known it excited him, and dancing always
made her feel passionate.
When she had lifted her cunt off him, she had seen the wetness on his
fly and jockey shorts. There was no doubt in her mind that Billy had
never been fucked before. She was, though, surprised that his cock had
remained so hard after coming so much. Donna had fucked a few men, but
no one had ever kept a hard-on after coming off the way her son had.
And he came so much, really squirted it out. She had read or heard
someplace that a man came only enough to fill a tablespoon. Whether
that was true or not, it wasn’t the case with her son. She was sure he
could have filled three or four tablespoons, and it was thick and hot.
Even her ex-husband, Billy’s father, had not come that much, nor had he
kept a hard-on.
Donna prided herself on having a hot cunt, a cunt that could drain a
man’s balls quickly and made his cock droop. But that wasn’t the case
with her son, obviously.
Donna was an erotic woman, with delicious fantasies she had never been
able to realize. She had exposed her inner self only twice before, once
to her boyfriend in high school, and then to her husband. She had hoped
they would indulge her fantasies, but what happened was they called her
weird and strange and filthy. She didn’t think she was strange or
weird. She had read a great deal. She felt frustrated most of the time.
She dreamed of finding herself a partner with the same hungers she
suffered with, and thought that if she would make herself available at
singles bars and so on, she might find a man. But that was only a
might, a very big might. Donna didn’t want to take such a chance on
developing a relationship with another man, only to be kicked on her
ass when she revealed her desires.
She was tired of the macho bullshit, tired of having to wait like a
good little girl for some man to say what he wanted, then to be used by
him. There was something wrong, she felt, when a man could have such
desires, demand the woman perform them, and then call her a filthy slut
and bitch if she demanded to be satisfied by a man.
If her cunt was hot and wet, she was a hotass. If she sucked a cock
off, she was dirty cocksucker. If she grabbed a man by his cock, she
was too aggressive.
Donna was tired of the whole bundle of shit.
She wanted to be herself, wanted to be Donna. She wanted to let her
hungers and desires be known, accepted, and enjoyed. She knew she had a
lot to offer a man who was comfortable with his own wild desires,
because Donna would not hesitate to feed them, provided her desires
were fed, too. Stroke for stroke, Donna would give as much as she
received.
Getting out of the tub, she fowled her slender body. Tossing the towel
into the hamper, she padded naked into her bedroom. She stood and
looked at herself in the huge mirror on the wall. She had installed the
mirror long after her husband had gone. She loved to look at herself
naked. She loved to see her saucy tits, her hairy cunt and curvy ass.
The body was beautiful to her, something to enjoy.
Donna was about five-feet-eight. She had a rich auburn color to her
hair, with coppery highlights that caught the sun. Her eyes were
slightly almond-shaped, green with flecks of gold. Her nose was small
and perfect for her oval-shaped face. Her lips were full and moist. She
had a slender neck, and her tits had not changed in any way since high
school. They still stood up in perky sweetness, firm, with lovely
nipples half an inch long. Her nipples were a light-brown color, with a
big circle of pebbled flesh surrounding them. She had a small waist and
a flat stomach, with a becoming dimple of a belly button.
Her hips were round and shapely, and her legs, as men had said, went on
forever. They were slim and shapely, and she loved to feel them wrapped
about a man’s hips. The hair of her cunt was shaped like a fan, thick
in the middle, thinning out toward her hip bones. Her cunt was
sculptured, the lips puffy but not large. The tip of her clitoris
protruded slightly from the folds of her pussy, just enough to touch
her panties and remind her it was there.
She ran her hand through the soft hair of her cunt, smiling at her
reflection. Billy had certainly enjoyed her cunt, she thought. It was a
shame she didn’t have a man to enjoy her pussy as well, a man who would
accept her as she was without thinking she was strange.
Parting her thighs, she pulled at the lips of her pussy, enjoying the
stretching feeling. Her clitoris bulged outward, and she smiled down at
it. Brushing a fingertip over her clitoris, she felt an immediate
response, and a shiver moved up and down her spine. She placed two
fingers along her clitoris, and smashed it. A sigh of pleasure came
from her. It had only been perhaps an hour since she had fucked her
son, and already she wanted more cock. But that was no surprise to
Donna; she thrived on hard cock, wanted prick all the time, inside her,
outside her, and doing those wild things men had called her weird for.
Pulling on a fresh pair of shorts, white like the others, she wondered
if her son was still in the living room. She squeezed herself into the
tight shorts, adjusting them. Now that she had fucked him, she
deliberately made certain her pussy slit was outlined, and even caused
a few dark cunt hairs to swirl from the crotch. The white shorts were
thin, and the darker shadow of her cunt hair could be seen through
them.
She considered a blouse or sweater, and grinning impishly at herself,
realized it no longer mattered.
Moving from her room, feeling delicious to have her tits free, she
peeked into her son’s room, and it was empty. She peeked into the hall
bath, and it, too, was empty.
Billy was still sitting on the couch in the living room. He had stuffed
his cock back into his pants, and he sat there slumped, legs stretched,
looking half asleep. He looked up at his mother as she entered, and
Donna paused near the door. He gazed at his mother’s naked tits, then
looked into her eyes.
“Well, baby, are you ashamed?” she asked.
Billy shook his head, then a grin spread over his young face, his eyes
lighting up.
Donna leaned against the door jamb crossing one knee, placing her hand
on her hip. “I guess I said some pretty wild things, didn’t I?” Donna
asked. “I couldn’t help it, Billy. Sometimes it gets that way.”
“It’s okay, Mother,” he replied, and she detected a quiver in his
voice.
“What I said … those words,” she asked in a soft voice, “did they …
excite you?”
“Yeah, Mother!” he said, enthusiastic, his eyes burning on her
beautiful tits.
She lowered her eyes to the front of his pants, seeing they were still
wet from her cunt. The bulging of his cock and balls made her tremble
with hunger again. She ran her tongue over her lips, and started toward
him. Billy caught sight of her crotch, and she heard him suck in a
sharp hiss of air.
Standing near him, Donna leaned down slightly, and cupped her son’s
crotch, squeezing his cock and balls gently. “Mmmmm, nice, honey,” she
whispered softly. “Very, very nice.”
Billy parted his legs, arching his hips up.
“Ahhhh, you like this, huh?” She grinned at him, squeezing his cock and
balls again.
Billy started to lift his hand to her tits, and stopped.
“Touch them if you want, baby,” she urged throatily. To show her son
she meant it, she rubbed up and down the crotch of his pants, feeling
his cock starting to swell “You can play with mother’s titties, Billy.
You can play with them, feel them, pull them, squeeze them, suck them!”
Billy closed his hands about his mother’s tits, feeling the firmness.
He teased her nipples, stroking them almost as if they were fragile.
“Twist my nipples,” Donna hissed. “Twist them and pull them. You won’t
hurt them, baby.”
As he twisted and pulled at her nipples, Donna mewled softly, pressing
down on his cock. When his prick was up and hard, she rubbed her palm
along his cock.
“Let’s take it out again, okay, darling?”
“Oh, yes, Mother!” he replied, cupping her tits tightly.
For the second time Donna opened her son’s pants, and fished his cock
out of his shorts. She lifted his prick free, and swallowed with
delight to see the swollen cockhead again.
“Want me to talk dirty to you again?” she asked. She was almost afraid
to ask her son, afraid he would be like all those others. But she had
to ask.
“Yeah, Mother!” he said with enthusiasm.
Donna closed her fist about his cock, sitting down beside him. Billy
turned on the couch, bringing his knees up and facing his mother. Donna
held his cock, stroking and cooing softly while he toyed with her tits.
“You have a beautiful cock, Billy,” she said, slightly nervous. “It’s
so hard and long and … oh, that sweet head! Did you enjoy feeling
your cock inside my cunt? Was it good to feel mother’s hot, wet pussy
holding your lovely prick so deep?”
“Yeah!”
“Tell me about it,” she urged, pumping at his prick.
“It felt good, Mother.”
“Use the words, Billy,” she said thickly. “I want to hear you say those
words.”
“I liked my cock in your cunt, Mother,” he said without hesitation.
“Would you like to fuck me again? Would you love to stick this
beautiful hard cock in mother’s hot cunt and fuck it again?”
“I sure would, Mother!”
“Oooh, so would I!”
She squeezed his cock hard, bringing a moan from her son. Holding his
cock, she looked into his excited face. “Would you like to put your
cock between mother’s tits?”
“Could I, Mother?”
“I’d love for you to do it,” she said, sliding from the couch and
standing on her knees. “Stand up in front of me.”
Billy stood, his cock waving from his pants.
“It would feel better if we took your pants down, honey,” she said
softly.
She opened his belt. She pulled his pants down to his knees, and
started to pull at his shorts, then stopped.
“We’ll leave these on for a while,” she whispered, pulling his cock to
her tits.
She dipped her chin and watched as she rubbed the slit of his piss hole
about her nipples, going from one to the other. She smeared her nipples
with the juices seeping from his cock. She pulled the crotch of his
shorts to one side, exposing his balls. They were young balls,
hairless, but full and lovely. She saw a bit of wiry hair at the base
of his cock, and felt excited by his youth.
“Now, let’s take your shorts down,” she said softly, pulling them to
his knees.
Billy shoved his hips forward and pressed his balls upon her tits. His
cock throbbed near her throat. With a mewl, Donna ran her hands past
her son’s hips, closing her fingers about the youthful cheeks of his
ass, pulling him tight. She looked up at his hot face, her eyes
glowing.
“Oh, it feels wonderful, Billy. Your balls feel so good on my tits.”
By his own accord, Billy twisted his hips, rubbing his balls on her
titties, his cock pressing at her neck, dripping.
“Put your cock between mother’s titties,” she said.
Billy placed his cock between them, and Donna pressed her tits around
it. “Ooooh, I can feel your cock throbbing, honey!” she purred hotly.
“You feel so good between my tits.”
She lowered her chin, and felt the head of his cock brush that hot
wetness on it. Tucking her chin lower, she kissed the head of her son’s
cock, holding her tits tightly.
“Would you like to come off in my face again, Billy?”
“I thought that made you mad, Mother,” he said. “I couldn’t help it.”
“I didn’t mind.” She grinned at him, rubbing her tits up and down his
cock. “I wanted it to happen, honey. I wanted you to come off … in my
face.”
She closed her tits tightly about her son’s cock, kissing the head
again.
Then, looking back up at his excited face, she said: “Fuck my tits.
I’ve wanted to feel a hard cock fucking my tits for a long time, baby.”
“Okay, Mother,” he agreed, grinning down at her.
Donna let her breath out. “Would you fuck my titties and come in my
face again?”
“If you want me to, Mother.”
“Ohhhh, honey!” she sobbed, throwing her arms about his hips and
clasping his naked ass, hugging him tightly. “Please! Please fuck
mother’s titties and squirt right in my face!”
Billy began fucking up and down.
Donna squeezed her titties about his cock, feeling it sliding in the
valley. Her nipples almost touched. She purred hotly as she watched the
swollen head slide upward from her nipples, poking at her chin. She
pursed her lips and began kissing the head of his cock as he fucked up
and down. When she darted her tongue out, flicking over his dripping
piss hole, Billy groaned.
“You like that?” she asked softly, heat in her voice.
“Yes, Mother!”
She flicked her tongue across his cock again, and Billy strained
upward.
“Mmmm, you taste very good, honey,” she whispered, swirling her tongue
round and round the smooth head of his cock. “Fuck my titties, baby!
Fuck my titties fast and come in my face! Ohhhh, baby, I love to feel
you come off in my face!”
Billy began fucking swiftly, shoving his throbbing cock up and down.
Donna squeezed her tits as tight as she could about his cock, purring
softly, and she kissed the head of his prick each time it brushed her
lips.
“So hard and hot, Billy! Your cock is so very hard and hot between
mother’s titties! Ooooh, rub your balls on me! I love to feel balls
rubbing against my skin! Your balls feel very hot and full again, baby!
Are you going to come a lot, the way you did before?”
“I dunno, Mother,” Billy gasped.
“Do you like to feel mother’s titties holding your cock? Do you like to
fuck mother between these nice tits?”
“Yes! Oh, yes, Mother!”
“Come in my face!” she hissed, licking her tongue about the head of his
cock. “Come in mother’s face, baby! Ooohhh, Billy, squirt that thick
come juice in mother’s fucking face!”
“In my fucking face!” she insisted.
“Yes, Mother! I’ll come in your fucking face!”
“Ohhhh, now!”
Billy fucked faster while his mother held her tits as tight as she
could about his throbbing hard-on. She kissed and licked at the swollen
prickhead every time his cock came up. She felt his prick growing
larger, becoming harder and longer.
Just as he was ready to squirt, Donna pulled away, setting her ass on
her heels. She grabbed his tight young ass with both hands, turning her
head upward.
“Jack off!” she squealed. “Jack your cock off into my fucking face!
Hurry, Billy! Ohhhh, hurry! Come in mother’s fucking face!”
Already overcome with passion, Billy gripped his cock and pounded
frantically. Donna gazed at his piss hole with slitted eyes, and saw
the bubbling come juice spurt. As spunk splashed into her face for the
second time, she moaned. Her cunt exploded inside her tight shorts,
contracting with a powerful orgasm. She sobbed with pleasure as her son
came into her face time and again. Her forehead, her nose, her cheeks
were drenched in his come juice, and then she closed her eyes because
his jizz spattered them. She parted her lips and was just moving her
tongue forward when her son sent a scalding spurt onto her bottom lip.
With a wail, Donna began licking, tasting the sweet hot come juice of
her son’s young balls. Her orgasm increased with power as she tasted
his come juice, and her tongue flicked across the head of his piss slit
quickly, but Billy was finished. She swirled her tongue about the head
of his cock, tasting, her face thoroughly coated with the thick juices.
“Was that okay, Mother?” Billy asked, turning loose of his cock.
“That was perfect, baby,” she purred. She slitted her eyes and saw his
prick starting to droop. “Oooooh, it’s sweet!”
Billy gasped when he saw his mother open her lips and dart her face
forward. He gasped again when he felt her wet, hot mouth close around
the head of his cock.
“Mother!” Billy gasped. “That’s cocksucking!”
Donna swallowed his cock, tasting with her tongue, sucking for a
moment, her lips being tickled by the scant amount of wiry hair at the
base.
Then she slipped her mouth off his cock.
“I know it’s cocksucking.” She grinned at him. “I love to suck cock.
Among other things. Do you mind if I suck on your cock, baby?”
“I love it, Mother!”

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