"Just fat enough to make it cute," he said.
"Well, if you like it, honey, that's good enough for me."
While holding her ass-cheeks spread, he pressed one finger against her asshole. He worked it around and around, making her lunge with her hips and pushed her cunt against his hip.
His fingertip slipped inside her ass hole. It burned at first, then the burning went away and, as he twisted his finger slightly, it ached a little, a nice kind of ache.
"I'd sure like to fuck you in the ass."
"You ever do that before?"
He shook his head.
"Me neither," she said. Then she giggled. "Let's learn how together."
"Okay," he said, drawing his finger from her asshole. "I think we need some grease. There's some Vaseline in the drawer here."
"I guess we either need the stuff in my ass or on your cock. Let me fix you up."
Rita dipped her finger in the jar. Then, holding her son's cock in one hand, she smeared the grease liberally over the head of his cock. His cock, already hard, grew more swollen in her hand while she spread a coating of the lubricant over the cock-shaft.
She held the cock-head and ran her closed hand down to the base of the shaft and back to the head, making him thrust his hips out.
"That should do it. How do you want me?" she asked.
"Guess it has to be either dog-style or the long-cock position. Let's try dog-style. Then I can play with your other toys."
She smiled while getting up on her knees. Then she moved her knees apart and put her head down on the pillow while he took her ass-cheeks in his hands and spread them wide. His cock pushed against her asshole, gently at first, then harder.
She waited on her knees with her ass high, her tits pressed into the bed, her face down and turned to the side, waiting for his big cock to spread her asshole open. Without her trying, her ass convulsively squeezed as though to stay closed, but his strong hands held her ass-cheeks apart. Slowly, her asshole opened and the big head of his cock forced its way in. As the prick-head went inside, her ass-ring tightened down on his cock-shaft.
He thrust into her, and his cock-head brought a wave of searing heat as it fucked deep in her ass. Then the heat went away as he drew out… out to where the prick-head tugged at her asshole. Then he started fucking.
The waves of heat his cock brought with it were delightful, the way the heat would build up, then recede, then build up, then recede. Her hips soon began rocking slightly to the motion of his cock. The waves of heat were a nice aching pain that ran through her loins and her cunt, rising and falling, rising and falling.
While stroking into her with a slow rhythm, Tommy reached under her and slipped a finger into her cunt. It slipped inside, and bent into a hook in her cunt-hole. Bringing little warm tingling ripples, his thumb probed at her clit.
Her body shook with the stab of heat when he touched the sensitive organ. He drew his thumb away, then probed again, slower this time.
Her hips shook, and the pulse of glowing warmth spread through her cunt, then it faded.
Each time he touched her clit, her hips shook at the pulse of heat. As the heat faded, she braced herself, waiting for the next touch.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Now he touched her clit each time just as his cock drew back in her ass. The wave of heat in her ass barely peaked and was just receding when the pulse of heat hit her clit. Her breath came in quick gasps. A whine escaped from her throat.
His cock-strokes in her ass came slower and harder. He held a fingertip lightly on her clit and ran it around and around. The glowing warmth in her clit swelled like a tidal wave… building higher.
"Ooohhh!"
Her cunt-juice flooded over his finger, her hips jerking in quick spasms.
Tommy stopped his cock-strokes when she reached orgasm. He hadn't come in her ass, although he had to be getting close.
"Honey, don't stop!" she urged. "Keep fucking me!"
His cock drove harder and harder. Then he fucked his cock full length up her ass, slamming his groin to her ass-cheeks.
His hot cum-load spurted deep in her ass.
He quivered against her each time he spurted cum. Each time he shot into her, it was less than the time before. Then all motion ceased.
He took his finger from her cunt and squeezed her cunt-mound in one palm while he drew his spent cock from her ass. She let herself down on the bed. He lay down while she rolled onto her side, against him.
"Well," she said, "does your old lady take care of your needs or what?"
"All of my needs," he said.
"You still feel like you need to go out?"
"Not tonight, Mom."
CHAPTER SIX
It was late afternoon the next day when Rita was working in the kitchen, preparing two snacks.
So far, her plan had worked. Tommy's sexual cravings were satisfied. She had satisfied Mitzi, as well. As long as she could keep the two apart, the little bitch couldn't get her hooks into her son.
As far as she could tell, Tommy was completely satisfied with her. So was Mitzi. There was a price, though. Rita pressed a hand against her sore cunt. She could still fuck like a teenager, but she couldn't bounce back from hard use as fast.
She took the tray with two sandwiches and two glasses of milk into Tommy's bedroom, where he was studying with his friend, Bill Morrison.
"You guys ready for a break yet?" she asked.
"Hey, that's nice or you, Mrs. Baylor," Bill said.
"Thanks, Mom," Tommy said, pushing back from the desk.
"How's the cramming coming along?" Rita asked.
"Well, Mrs. Baylor…" Bill said…
"Rita," she interrupted. "Just call me Rita."
"Okay, Rita. Like I was saying, I think Tommy's ready for the exam. But I need to bone up a little more."
Rita glanced at her wristwatch. "Say Tommy, aren't you late for basketball practice?"
"Gee, I forgot," Tommy said, swallowing the last of his sandwich. "Look, Mom, is it okay if Bill stays a little while to look at my notes?"
"Sure. I might even fix him another sandwich. Have a good practice."
When her son had left, Rita took longer than necessary to clean up the crumbs from their sandwiches while she sized Bill up.
He was a good-looking guy, all right. Maybe she could steer him into going after Mitzi. If he could keep the little bitch satisfied, then Rita could devote full time to taking care of Tommy.
"You must have a busy schedule, Bill," she said. "Keeping up with your studies."
"Oh, it's busy at times, all right," he said.
"Ever take time out for girls?"
"Not much. I guess there's time, but I'm just not much with girls."
"Why not? There are lots of nice girls around here. For instance, there's Mitzi… Mitzi… what's her name?"
"You must mean Mitzi Johnson. Yeah, I know her. I guess she's nice enough, but I just don't know how to get started."
"Oh, that's simple enough, Bill. You just ask her to go out to the drive-in or something. All you have to do is be yourself."
"Well, I don't know."
"Look, I've fixed some coffee. Let's have it in the living room while we talk."
The drapes were drawn and the lighting dim in the living room. Bill sat on the couch, his arms out on the backrest. Rita poured the two cups full, set them on saucers on the cocktail table, and sat down beside him.
She scooted over so her hip was against his.
"Now, Mitzi's a nice girl and she's friendly. All you have to do is put your arm around her, like this." Rita took his outstretched arm and put it around her while she nestled her head on his shoulder. "Then, if you turn your head and kiss her, she'll respond."
When Bill turned his head, Rita was on him with her lips parted. His arm went down around her waist. She twisted around on the couch with her tits against him.
Bill drew away and sucked in his breath.