She turned around and bent over, her short skirt pulling up over her asscheeks, her puffy pussylips peeking out from between her thighs, glistening with the pearly juices dripping from her. She looked at Kyle through her wide spread legs.
“What do you think Kyle?”
Tracy lean closer to Phil, her hand dropping down and wrapping around his cock.
“If she did that to me, I’d already have my face buried in that juicy little beaver. I don’t know what’s gotten in to him. He’s never like this with those little sluts he brings home.”
Phil laughed, nodding his agreement. He turned and looked at her.
“I have something I think might help him relax a little.” he said. “Mom, Kyle, why don’t you two come over here for a minute.”
He reached down and picked his shorts up off the floor, digging in the pocket for a moment. When he sat up, he was holding a small, rolled up baggie and a lighter.
“I only brought six,” he said as he opened the baggie and pulled out a joint. He handed it to Tracy. “I hope that’s gonna be enough.”
“Is this pot?” she asked him, holding it up to her nose and sniffing it. “Damn, I haven’t done this in years.”
Phil flicked the lighter and held it out for her.
“Time to catch up then, huh?”
She laughed and nodded as she lit the joint, then took a big hit off of it, and handed it back to him.
Lois jumped up and down in front of the other couch, clapping her hands with delight.
Kyle’s eyes never left her jiggling asscheeks.
“Oh goodie,” she twittered, “I was hoping you brought some!”
She grabbed Kyle’s hand and tugged at him, making him follow her across the room. She sat cross legged at her son’s feet, and patted the floor in front of her, indicating where she wanted him to sit.
“Gimme one for me and Kyle,” she said to her son, giving him a stage wink. “I want to show him how you taught me to smoke pot!”
Phil grinned at the memory, and handed her a joint and the lighter. Tracy was holding their joint out to him, and as he took it from her, she bent over and took the head of his cock into her mouth.
“Oh shit,” He moaned, his hand falling to rest on the back of her head. He leaned back on the couch, closing his eyes and hitting the joint as she bobbed her face up and down on his cock a couple of times.
She sat up just as abruptly as she’d dive bombed onto his dick, but she kept her hand wrapped around his cockshaft. She held her free hand out for the joint and smiled at him.
“I couldn’t resist,” she laughed, then took a big hit off the joint.
“I didn’t mind, honest!” he said, then he looked her up and down, his eyes lingering on her tits. “But if you’re gonna keep doing that, and I hope you do, I think you’re a little overdressed!”
“You know, I was thinking the same thing myself,” she grinned.
Handing the joint back to him, she let go of his cock and pulled her top unceremoniously over her head, letting her big tits bounce free, then she opened the snap on her skirt, tugged the zipper down and wriggled out of it. She tossed both of them both over the back of the couch, leaned back, and laid her head on the arm rest. One leg was dangling off the couch, and she lifted the other up over the back of the couch.
“Whatta ya think? You like?” she asked, stretching her arms up over her head, making her spongy tits stand up high on her chest.
“Me like!” he breathed, licking his lips as her ran his eyes over her firm, lush body. “You mind if I have a taste?”
“I was hoping you’d want to… ” she laughed, reaching down and spreading her pussylips with her fingers.
“Let me do that,” he said, leaning over and peeling the juice slickened folds of her cunt apart. He looked up at her face, then back down at the neat little landing strip over her pussy mound. “You know, if you tapered the edges here, right where the hair stops at the top of your pussy, it would look like an arrow. Kind of like an ‘Insert cock here!’ sign.”
Tracy rocked her head back and forth, laughing. Her hand dropped onto the back of his head, pulling his mouth down onto her sopping wet cunt slice.
“I like that, maybe I’ll get your mom to help me do it later. But what do you say we start with your tongue for now. Get to licking, Phil!”
Phil grunted and plastered his mouth on her cunt slit, his tongue swabbing the fleshy folds as it swept all around. He dragged the nimble labia up through the crease of her pussy, lapping up the tangy juices dribbling out of her. His tongue darted up inside her cunt hole as he moved over it, then continued up, not stopping till he was slapping it back and forth across the pea sized nubbin of her clit.
Tracy moaned and ground her cunt harder against his talented lips and tongue, trying to guide his mouth where she wanted it with her movements. He moved his mouth back down, sucking one puffy pussylip into his mouth, sucking and chewing on it with his lips, then doing the same to its twin. He alternated back and forth, teasing her, then moved his mouth directly over her oozing cuntal opening, and flicked his tongue up inside.
She jerked, and her pussy hole clenched on his tongue, almost as if trying to drag it up into her. A fresh flood of girl cum poured from her clean shaven slit, and he sucked it eagerly into his mouth.
Running his tongue in slows circles around the tight ring of muscle guarding her cunt channel, he darted it in and out, keeping her off balance with ever changing sensations.
“Oh shit, Phil!” she panted, both hands on his head now as she humped her horny cunt up at his face. “Who taught you how to eat pussy, sweetie? I’m gonna have to send Kyle over to her for lessons. I mean he’s good, but jumpin’ jesus! You’re incredible!”
Phil grinned into her greasy cunt gash, His tongue slurping up her creamy spendings as they drooled out of her. He jammed his tongue as deep as it would go, tilting his head forward at the same time, bringing his nose down onto her clit. Turning his head in short, quick movements, he brushed it back and forth across her sensitive joy button.
Tracy went berserk at this new assault on her senses. He had hit the pussy eating trifecta for her, stroking her clit, tongue fucking her spasming cunt hole, and sucking her off all at the same time. She lay helpless under his eagerly working mouth, fireworks going off behind her eyes as she rocketed up over the crest.
Phil was snuffling and snorting in her sloppy wet slit like a pig hunting for truffles. Every time he turned his head he’d take a quick breath, and every minute or so he’d pull away for a deeper one, then dive right back in. He wasn’t showing any signs of stopping his hungry sucking on her creamy cunt slice any time soon.
Wave after wave of orgasm crashed over Tracy, battering her with their power. She’d never met pussy licker as talented as Phil, not even her full blown lesbian lovers in college. He was taking her to new heights, and making her feel things she’d never even imagined were possible. Finally, she couldn’t take any more, she was so overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it all. Pushing his head away from her abused pussy mound, she held his shoulders to keep him back, and lay gasping for breath.
“St… stop, please… gimme a… a minute,” she panted. “L… let me ca… catch my… just, oh my god… ”
She raised her head, looking down at him in awe. It took her a minute to get her breathing under control, and when she did, she sat up and pushed him back on the couch. Heaving herself up, she got one knee under her, and crawled over to him, throwing her other leg over his hips.
Phil wrapped one arm around her waist to support her, his other hand holding his cock upright. He scrubbed the fat knob of his cock through her sopping wet slit, stopping when he felt the tight opening settle onto the tip. Leaning forward, he sucked one stiff nipple into his mouth and started nibbling on it lightly.
Tracy eased her ass down, feeling his flexing prickknob punch through the tight ring at the opening of her cunt hole, and slide slowly up into her clasping cunt channel. Moaning happily, she let her ass drop down, sucking the full length of his enormous cock lance into her.