Jerry licked slowly around the edges of her pubic thatch, learning the sensation of those soft and delicate hairs against his tongue and discovering the rich scents of his mother's pussy. He was drooling when at last he buried his face into that inviting mattress, and she lifted her knees, bent them as her polished thighs spread wide to give him room.
Her ass cheeks were warm and firm in his hands, rolling in his palms as Jerry nuzzled into the thick hairing of her mound, as his probing tongue found the slick, hot sweetness of her labia. His mom's pussy lips were delicious, and Jerry lapped at them like a puppy at a water dish on a hot summer day, making thirsty, slurping noises.
Tasting of honey, of a thrilling and exotic musk, the very essence of woman, her pussy rolled and quivered against his lips. With a heartfelt sigh, Jerry opened his mouth wide and thrust his exploring tongue between the slippery lips, plunged it deeply into the satin depths of her vagina, reaching as far up the wet hole as he could, and her labia ground against his teeth.
«Oh darling,» she gasped, «that's it! That's just the way to go about it, baby — move your tongue in and out, as if it was a little prick; feel all around inside your mommy's cunt with it. Ahh — ahh yes, Jerry; curl it when you bring it up, wiggle it — «
Holding to the cheeks of her sleek and twisting ass, he did as she commanded, enjoying the flavor of her vibrant snatch, sucking in the flow of her love oils. Then he was at it without instructions, burrowing his mouth deeply, then sucking furiously at her pussy lips until he had pulled them inside out into his mouth, opening up his mother's fantastic cunt like an orange.
She pumped her crotch into his face, and her ass began to whip from side to side as her belly made eager waves. He felt the exciting pressure of her smooth thighs against his head, felt the wrapping of her legs as she drew them around his shoulders and down his back. Angela ground her cunt into his mouth, thrust the sweet fury of it against his teeth, bucking and heaving.
«M — my clit!» she panted. «Baby boy — darling — reach your tongue up higher — higher — feel around with it until you can flnd a bump — there; there! Oohh, darling — oh, you marvelous little cunt eater — suck on it, tickle my clitoris with your tongue — eat your mother's cunt, you horny little pussy hound — eat me!»
He devoured her, chewing at her cunt lips and ramming his tongue against the leaping little nubbin that was the center of her passions. He plumbed the depths of her fluctuating snatch and sucked on her; his mother's thighs clamped his head harder, and Jerry felt her roll her upper body toward him, felt her flngers digging into his hair as she tried to shove his entire head up into her inflamed pussy.
Clinging to the writhing cheeks of her maddened ass, he ate blissfully, sucked happily, plunging his tongue in and out and circling it around. She thrust strongly against him, smearing her hot juices over his cheeks and chin, straining her groin against his nose, and his mom's entire body went taut as a bow-string.
«I'm coming,» she grated. «Oh baby, you're eating your mother's pussy and making her come — COME!»
Her juices were sugared, delightful, and Jerry drank them down, swallowing eagerly as his mom pumped her cunt into his mouth, as her heels pounded a tattoo against his lower back. He almost came with her, damned near gushed semen onto the bed, because it was so good, so thrilling to be able to bring her such rapture, to make her gasp and squirm in the throes of a tremendous orgasm.
Maybe it was even better for her because he was her son, Jerry thought, because he had crawled out of the very snatch he was sucking upon now. He knew that no other woman's pussy could ever be as sweet for him, that this very special, very precious cunt was the ultimate in sexual gratification for him, even though he had never tried another one.
Angela fell back upon the bed, her thighs going loose and trembling as the tidal wave of her climax subsided. Jerry kept licking at her pussy, not driving so deeply now, but just tickling the succulent lips and reveling in their buttery wetness. His cock swelled harder, a fresh supply of jism building powerfully within his replenished balls, and at last he lifted his dripping face to stare closely at the feverish labia, at the hairy slot now gaping slightly open in its relaxed hotness.
Remembering what she had done to him, he kissed a slow and tantalizing path back up her belly, but this time, he didn't pause at her tits, going directly to her mouth instead. Driving his greasy tongue between her lips, he fed his mom the tastes of her own pussy lubricants, and she sucked greedily at them.
But when Jerry began to probe for her hairy gash with the puffy head of his aching cock, Angela pulled away. «A different style for both of us this time, baby,» she promised, «one I think you're going to like very much. I'll have to ask you to be gentle, though; the size of that cock might be difficult for me to take, but we'll see how it works out.»
Pushing gently at his chest, she urged him off her long, slender body, and he sat up on his folded knees, wondering what else she could possibly have in store for him. He watched her turn over, saw her lifting herself to her hands and knees as she presented the cunningly shaped mounds of her burnished ass to him.
«Not the asshole,» she murmured, looking back under one arm at him. «I could never take your gigantic prick there without being split. But you can work your cockhead up into my pussy from behind.»
Jerry stared at the intriguing picture, her veed thighs and the appetizing hillocks of her sleek ass, the golden bush of her snatch looking different when viewed from that angle, but no less exciting. He crawled to her, reaching out with trembling hands to stroke her ass, to run his fingers down the outside of her smooth thighs and up along the inner shapings. Her cunt hair felt damp and hot against his knuckles.
Taking his stiff rod in one hand, he bent the flanged knob down and guided it up into the welcoming moss of her pubic hair, nudged the blunt and oily tip into the slick oven door of her labia. Gently, his mother had warned him, and Jerry figured it was because the angle of entrance would be different. Caressing the twin cheeks of her ass, his balls swinging heavy in their sack, he pressed his cockhead upward and felt the marvelous elasticity of her cunt lips as they parted for the swollen bud.
As Jerry inched his glans up into his mom's rich pussy, the juice of that wondrous slot was still damp upon his cheeks and chin, but there was plenty more of the fragrant oil left inside, and his iron-hard shaft eased slowly up into the velvet grasping. It was groovy to look down and actually watch his prick slide into his mother's exquisite cunt, to see those furry lips taking the meat between them, and Jerry stared until he could see the stem of his powerful club against the crack of his mother's ass.
«It's in all the way,» she gasped. «Oh lord — how your cock fills me up, darling. Fuck me easy, baby — but fuck me.»
He backed his cock out, all the way back to the ridge around the head, and held it barely within the squeeze of his mom's juicy cunt as she rolled her ass carefully; then Jerry stroked it back into the narrow sleeve, packing that lascivious, vagina with his meat and feeling the bulb reaching to the spongy bed of her womb.
Angela rocked tenderly upon his cautious thrusts, working her tight pussy around his pole and humping backward. Her back was a long, graceful line, and her cascade of hair hung down to splash upon the sheet below. As he fucked her, Jerry thought he just might wrap all that soft, silken hair around his big cock sometime, and fuck it, too, so he could come into its scented folds. He'd bet his dad hadn't done anything like that.
«But now she was making feverish spirals around his sliding rod, and his balls were swinging freely between her thighs. Jerry leaned forward slowly, working his ass in long, tender strokes; his chest came down against his mom's shoulder blades, and his belly was on her lower back. Oh, it felt good; it felt wonderful to be putting it to her like this, as if she was a bitch in heat and he was the big male dog with a cock hard as a baseball bat. It would be heaven if he could get stuck to her, the way dogs got glued together.