Gently, she started to suck… suck and let go, suck and let go. Whenever she sucked at the cock-head, it slid into her mouth. When she let go, it slipped back. She gradually sucked harder. The head of his prick swelled in her mouth, but the prick-shaft in her hand was still limp.
She started working her mouth down on the cock-shaft, up and down, giving a hard suck when her lips came back up on the cock-head. When her mouth slid down to his groin, the tip of his prick just touched her throat.
The sucking made his cock start to stiffen. With each lip-stroke, it grew and turned harder. Each time she drew back, she ran the tip of her tongue down into the piss-slit. His cock got even stiffer.
Her mouth worked down harder and harder, down onto the base of his cock, her lips pressing into the hair on his groin. With each stroke, the prick-head pushed into the back of her throat.
She worked her mouth down farther, still sucking hard each time her lips came up on the cock-head. Whenever her tongue thrust in his piss-slit at the top of her strokes, she breathed with a gasp.
Her mouth finally came all the way down in his groin-hair. His cock fit close in her throat close like a cunt. His cock turned swollen and stiff, stiff enough to ram through her pussy. She drew her lips up until they tugged at the cock-head, then twisted her head to one side, then to the other, and pulled her lips off his prick.
"That should be hard enough," she said. "Ready to fuck me?"
"I'm ready," he said. "How would you like to have it?"
"Doggy-style."
Tommy slid back from between her legs. Leaving her on her hands and knees, he put a pillow under her head and pushed her down with his hand on her shoulders. She put her head down on the pillow so she could look back beneath herself, her ass still up in the air, his hands now squeezing her tits.
His cock was rock hard now as it pushed from beneath her, up through her inner cunt-lips and nudged against her quivering fuck-hole. She let her belly down and rolled her ass up to guide the shaft into her.
The warm head of his cock stopped against her inner fuck-slit, and he reached in with a finger and parted the tender flesh. His cock-head pushed and spread her inner fuck-hole until it hurt and she tensed. Without a word, her son stopped pushing while she waited for the pain to pass. When the pain left, she relaxed and he pushed again.
He slowly fucked into her.
"Oh!" she said with a gasp when his cock-head touched deep in her cunt.
The hot cock-lance slid back and poised for another thrust. When it came, it was harder.
"Ohhhh!"
A whimper escaped from her mouth while his cock slid back and paused. He fucked back in hard.
"Ohhh! Oh Tommy, you're wonderful!" she said, her voice tremulous. "Oooh! Oh honey, give it to me!"
Nonsense phrases of endearment came from her throat while his hard cock rammed deep in her cunt… again and again… relentlessly.
"Ooooh! Give it to me faster!"
He fucked into her cunt faster and faster, harder with each cock-stroke. The aching warmth spread through her cunt and then burned continuously as he fucked her faster yet. With the end coming, she tensed her every muscle and took his fuck-thrusts.
He rammed into her pussy harder, still faster, still harder. She tensed.
"Oooohhh!"
Her cunt-juice burst loose just as he shuddered against her.
Hot spurts of his cum burned deep in her cunt. He squeezed her tits while he quivered against her.
When all movement ceased, he let her down to the rug, and his cummy cock slipped out of her slimy cunt. He took her by the hips and rolled her over on her back. She drew her legs up and spread them wide, while he reached for her cunt.
His fingers were warm and gentle as he massaged her cunt-lips, rubbing the slippery flesh. Her hips rocked in tired motions, keeping in step with the hands that did such nice things inside her well-fucked little pussy.
After a time, her hips stopped rocking. His hands stopped as well and he grasped her thighs and closed her stockinged legs. He lay beside her and kissed her.
All her strength left her, and her stomach felt empty. With an effort, she rolled up on her side and pushed her belly against him. He rolled against her as well and held her in his arms. She nestled her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes and dreamed while her tits softened against his chest.
When she opened her eyes some time later, he was looking at her, smiling.
"You're some kind of mom," he said.
"I'm here to take care of all your needs."
"What if I have some additional needs?"
"I know a few more little tricks. I can take care of them all."
"I'll bet you can. You may be little, but you're dynamite. You ready?"
"Hey now! Give me a few minutes to get my legs back."
"Okay," he said. "I need to get more than my legs back."
CHAPTER FOUR
The Mitzi who stood in Rita's doorway was not the same uncouth brat she had confronted before. Although she was dressed in jeans and sweat shirt, her clothes were clean and she had brushed her dark-brown hair until it gleamed.
"Why Mitzi, come in," Rita said.
"Thank you, Mrs. Baylor… I mean, Rita," the girl said, slipping in quietly in worn sneakers. "I just wanted to stop by to thank you for giving me the lotion… and everything."
"You're welcome, honey. Did the lotion help?"
"It sure did." Mitzi looked around. "Are we alone?"
"Just the two of us!"
"I'll show you," Mitzi said, peeling off the baggy sweat shirt.
Not encumbered by a bra, her tits thrust free as she pulled the shirt off over her head and dropped it.
Mitzi put her hands up on her shoulders and turned around. The skin that had been scaly before was smooth and soft now.
Rita put her hands on the girl's hips and then ran them up into the hollows of her waist and up over her big tits, squeezing them. Mitzi drew her breath in sharply.
"Oh, Rita! Every time I feel like I need to be fucked, I remember how nice it was when you touched me. I like your hands on my tits."
"Your tits are a nice handful, but I like all of your body," Rita said. "Let's get rid of those pants."
Rita put her arms around the girl and opened the top button on the side of her jeans and then pulled the zipper down. She drew the faded blue denim down off her ass and down around her ankles. Mitzi wasn't wearing panties. The girl bent and took off her sneakers and pulled her jeans away while Rita ran her hands over her bare ass.
When Mitzi stood up, naked, Rita ran her hand over the girl's cunt-hair and said, "Now it's your turn to get me naked."
"I think I'm gonna like this," Mitzi said.
The girl felt Rita's waist through her dress, then she reached around her back and tugged the zipper down. Rita hunched her shoulders slightly and the dress slipped down off her arms and fell around her. Before the dress hit the floor, Mitzi had the woman's slip drawn up past her waist and was pulling it over her tits.
The naked brunette unhooked the front of Rita's bra and pulled the cups apart, letting her tits jiggle slightly, then jut straight out.
Mitzi dropped to her knees and grabbed the waistband of Rita's panties and pulled them out over her hips, to let them fall around her ankles. Rita stepped out of them and stood before the kneeling girl, clad only in garters, sheer stockings and high-heeled shoes.
Still kneeling, Mitzi grabbed Rita by the ass cheeks and pressed her face against her cunt. Her mouth sought out Rita's cunt-lips and the tip of her tongue darted inside.
Rita drew her breath in at the little ripples of tingling warmth the girl's tongue sent through her pussy-lips. Standing as she was with her cunt closed, Mitzi's tongue couldn't probe far, but it was hot, hotter than Rita's own warm flesh.