"Shit, that feels good!" he told her. "Do harder!"
With her child's passionate outcry ringing lewdly in her ears, Marge bit down lightly on his hidden dickhead and sucked his distended foreskin harder. She teased the tip of her tongue into the opening and lapped enticingly at the pouty little mouth located at the very end of his concealed glans. Her suction a moment before had drawn up a drop of clear precoital fluid from his shaft, and the musky flavor of his boyish nectar delighted her taste buds. Ruttishly she probed the front of her tongue deeper and started twirling its insatiable tip round and around the sensitive forefront of his crown.
His foreskin was like a living glove around her tongue. It gave her a terrific thrill to lick the head of his peter this way, with her tongue inserted into his drawn-out hood, its satiny inner surface forming the walls of an elastic cylinder which her lustful tongue took great pleasure in brushing against.
"Ooooh…aaaaahh!" Kenny sighed, for his mother was massaging his aching young nuts with her palm as well as tantalizing his prick with her lips, teeth and tongue. Her fingers had curled under his squirmy bottom. The middle one had insinuated itself into the crack of his ass and was now playing up and down the fleshy gorge. He could feel the sharp edge of her long, red fingernail tickling his rectum each time it passed over that portion of his anatomy. "Mama!" he gasped. "I'm 'bout to cummm!!"
"Are you, darling?" she crooned, taking away her hands and month simultaneously just when she knew he needed them the most. She felt deliciously dirty now, was in the mood to suck his young dong as she'd never sucked Frank's, but she longed to hear him telling her what to do. She threw him a seductive smile, licking her lips before she intoned, "And what do you expect Mother to do about it?"
"Take it in your mouth! My Peter! And suck itt!"
"Would you like me to skin it back first?"
"Yes, yes! Hurry, Mama!"
"You want me to be your cocksucker? Is that it?"
"My cocksucker! Yeah!My greedy cocksucker! Do it, do ittt!!"
"God, yes, I'll do it!" she sighed. And with that, she peeled back his foreskin all the way and wrapped her soft red lips around the top of his shaft. Her oral petals molded themselves to his stalk and she sucked down hungrily on his denuded bulb. Her tongue sprang into action curling this way and that over the salty-tasting smoothness of his musk-flavored knob.
"Ahhhhhh!" Kenny cried, his entire body shivering as he grabbed his mother's head and buried his fingers in the scented, silky strands of her disheveled brunette hair. "Suck it, bitch!Suck it, suck ittt!!"
"Mmmmmmmm!" Marge moaned around her mouthful of palate-pleasing pecker. Nothing could've delighted her more at this moment than to have him call her a bitch. His throbbing dome was expanding with preorgasmic pressure inside her mouth. It made her feel incredibly wicked knowing her son was about to go off in her mouth. She sucked all the harder, flailing his pulsating crown with her tongue to hasten his climax.
"Now, Mama, nnoowww!!" he shouted, bowing up and shoving her head down simultaneously.
The rest of his pounding peter lurched into her oral cavern, its rounded tip embedding itself in the soft membrane lining the back of her throat. Her puffy red lips were mashed flat against the perspiration-moistened skin of his totally hairless groin.
"Unnn… ung, ung, ung, ung, uunnggghhhhhh!!" he grunted groaningly, falling back to the bed with her head still locked to his body, her nose flattened against him now, too, and his heaving lower abdomen pressing over her eyes so she couldn't see a thing.
Seeing wasn't necessary, however, for Marge could feel the head of his dick ballooning in the upper region of her throat, the shaft twitching and jerking about in her oral cavity.
Dear Lord, how sswweeeettt! she thought, her tongue laving slavishly at the large vein running the length of his shaft's undersurface as she sucked voraciously at her son's orgasmically pounding prick.
"Cumming! Ohh, Mama, aaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!"
He didn't have to tell her that! Although he ejaculated nothing because of his tender age, the way his darling dong quivered and twitched told Marge without a doubt that her precious little boy was spending his pent-up lust in her vacuuming oral cavern. And how she loved having him do it!
"ooohhhhhh… Mama…that's good… aaaahhfihhhhhh… better than… ooouuuu… your asshole… mmmmmm… even! Bitch, bitch… hot-assed slut… suck it… nnaaaahhhhhhh… my ccoocckkkk!!"
Marge thought he would suffocate her before he released her head. Finally he did let go, and she came up sucking, her soft lips pulling out obscenely around his weakly throbbing stem as she drew air in through her passion-enlarged nostrils. Pausing with only the head of his precious peter in her mouth, she sucked down like a desperate vampire who intended to drain him of his life-juices, and was rewarded with several viscous drops of heady-tasting adolescent sexual liquid.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned delectation, savoring the luscious boyish secretions, her taste buds tingling appreciatively, before she swallowed his slippery, milky-white precum that tasted faintly like semen even though she knew he was much too young to produce real sperm. There was only a small amount, but its delicate flavor was indescribably delicious.
She swabbed his glans immaculately clean with her tongue before she allowed the deflating shaft to pull the spongy bulb from her reluctant lips with a lascivious, wet slurping noise.
"Aaaaaaahh… ooooohhh!" Kenny sighed.
A fatuous smile of fulfillment was plastered on the girlishly pretty face of her young son when Marge looked up. "Well, Son, now you've got mother going down on you, too, haven't you? Jesus, what's going to become of us? I should spank your bottom good, and if I had a lick of sense, that's exactly what I'd do."
"Aw, Mama," he said with a grin.
"Don't 'Aw, Mama' me!" she whined, feeling guilty as hell. Then her attack of morals passed as quickly as it'd welled up, and she grinned back at him. "Yeah, yeah, don't look at me like that. I enjoyed giving you a blow job, and you know it, don't you, smarty pants?"
"Yeah, and you're a damn good cocksucker, too, Mama."
Marge laughed aloud. "I suppose you mean that for a compliment, so thank you, but how would you know, you sweet little fart? How many blow jobs have you had, anyway?"
"Just this one, is all, but there couldn't never be one any better than that. Oh, Mama, I just loved it!"
"I know you did, darling, and so did I. But what's your poor mother supposed to do now?" She flipped his limber, spit-coated penis. "It's no good to me in that condition."
She was still kneeling between Kenny's legs, her curvaceous rump sticking out invitingly, and Bobo, who'd forgotten the rebuffing slap by this time, was prancing about at the foot of the bed, whining and licking his chops. Due to the frequent uses of his sexual talents by Mrs. Nelson, the German shepherd was a confirmed pussy-hound by now, and the heady fragrance given off by his mistress' twat was having its inevitable effect on him.
With a single BARF! to announce his intentions, Bobo leaped onto the bed and licked Marge eagerly, his tongue slapping into the curly triangle below her upside-down snatch, then dragging upward between her puffy labia majora before it washed luridly over her asshole on its way up through the crack of her pleasantly surprised behind.
"Oh, nooh!" Marge sighed. "Bobo! Stop that!"
But the horny animal was concentrating on her cunt alone now, his lust-inciting tongue dipping rapidly into the parted split of her succulent gash, and Marge couldn't seem to move a muscle.
"Ohhhhh… Damn it… don't… ahhhh… no, Bobo, nooooohhh!!" Marge sobbed, but his incessantly lapping tongue was sapping the strength right out of her.
It felt marvelous! If it hadn't been for Kenny, Marge wouldn't have protested at all. But she didn't want her son to see their pet licking her, and if she knew Bobo, licking wasn't all he would want to do to her! With a half-hearted attempt to maintain at least some semblance of decency, Marge emitted a mournful wail and reached back with her left hand, frantically slapping at Bobo's head.