"Ohhhhh, baby," she purred, leaning down and kissing him. "Come on, honey, it's your turn now."
Without getting off his bed, Mike opened his pants, his fingers shaking with nervousness. His eyes gazed hotly right at his mother, seeing that triangle of soft hair, the pink slit of her cunt. Lifting his hips a little, he scooted his shorts down. Donna, her eyes steaming with passion, breathed deeply as his cock and balls were revealed.
"Ohhhhh, baby!" she purred hotly. "That's lovely."
Mike sat with his cut-offs at his knees, his cock standing up with hardness, his cock-head round and smooth. Donna saw the bead of juice gleaming on his piss-hole, and ran her tongue over her lips. The small tuft of hair at the base of his cock appealed to her. His balls, she saw, were full and devoid of hair. His cock was surprisingly long and thick for his age. She felt her cunt start to throb, her clit tightening. Drawing back from him a few feet, she stood with her feet apart, her hands balled into fists at her hips, breathing deeply with anticipation. Juices from her hair-rimmed cunt seeped along her inner thighs.
Kicking his legs and feet, Mike let his cut-offs slide to the floor. He kept staring at her naked body, his eyes going from his mother's exciting tits, with those stiff, dark pink nipples, down her flat stomach and fixing upon her hairy cunt. Donna understood her oldest son's excitement at seeing her naked. She saw it the way his cock jerked back and forth, his balls writhing. His bare chest heaved up and down as he panted, his expression eager.
Donna's hips twisted sensuously as she uncurled her fists and caressed her hands up to her tits. She cupped her tits, her fingers squeezing, her nipples protruding from them. She gave a hot little gasp of pleasure. She thrust her hips forward so her son could get a good, long look at her swollen cunt.
"Now I'm beautiful for you," she said, her voice a breathless whisper. "And you're beautiful for me."
"Mom, you're so… so…" Mike swallowed, not knowing what to say.
"Naked and beautiful?" she asked softly, one hand going down, her fingers toying with the soft hair of her cunt.
"Yeah," he grunted, nodding his head.
"You have a beautiful cock, Mike," Donna purred.
Mike's head jerked upward, making Donna giggle.
"It is a cock, isn't it, baby?" she mewled, her eyes dancing with passion. "That's what your father called it – cock. I like that name. Cock. It sounds so… so masculine and exciting. Cock… cock… cock…"
Mike was grinning, half shyly, his eyes back on his mother's pussy. Donna ran her fingers through the mass of soft hair and slipped two fingers along her throbbing clit, exposing it to her son's eyes.
"And this is pussy, baby," she whispered. "This is real pussy."
"I… know," he said, choking. "I know what it is, Mom."
"You do?" she asked with a little gurgle. "Then you know it has to be a hot pussy. I mean, you fucked it just a little while ago on the floor, didn't you? Was it hot then? Was it a hot, wet pussy, darling?"
"Oh, Mom!" he moaned, grabbing his cock tightly. "Yes, it was!"
"This hot pussy is going to fuck your hard cock, again," she gasped throatily. "Mother has to take care of that hard cock. We can't have it so hard, can we? It might start to hurt and then I'd feel bad."
She moved toward her son slowly, swaying her hips. Placing her hands on his shoulders gently, she urged her son onto his back. Mike lay back willingly, his cock straining straight up.
"Hey, where is everybody?"
Ted slammed the front door as he came into the house.
CHAPTER THREE
"Shit!" Donna complained.
Mike jerked up, reaching for his cut-offs. But Donna stopped him. She rushed to the bedroom door and closed it, putting a chair against it to prevent her youngest son from barging in. She listened with her ear against the door. Mike was showing fear, but not so much that he stopped looking at his mother. As she stood at the door, he gazed at her long, slender legs and satiny thighs, the curve of her rounded, tight ass, the side view of one tit.
"It's okay," she said softly. "Ted is making noise in the kitchen."
She turned back to Mike. "You know your brother, when he's hungry he'll be in there eating for an hour. That's plenty of time."
She returned to Mike, and pushed him back on the bed again. She climbed onto the bed, above her oldest son, her knees brushing along his thighs. Her tits dangled at his face as Donna positioned her naked body above him, on her hands and knees.
With a soft giggle, she swung her tits across Mike's face.
"Suck them, honey," she urged. "Suck on my tits!"
Mike, his cock driving him, opened his mouth as his mother pushed one of her stiff nipples into his mouth. When he closed his mouth on her tit, sucking it. Donna purred, her eyes closing with pleasure. She lowered her tit until it smashed at her son's face. Mike's body trembled, and he placed a hand on her hip, tentatively. Donna lifted her hand and moved his palm about her hip, down her thigh, then brought it up onto her naked ass. She pressed his hand there, making his fingers curl into her flesh.
"Mmmmmm, suck hard, baby!" she cooed. "Suck Mother's tit real hard!"
Mike sucked, his tongue licking, his hand on her ass starting to slide and move now. Donna wiggled, mewling.
"Oh, yes, Mike. Feel me, baby! Run your hand all over Mother's body! Touch me all over. Feel me, darling!"
Mike ran his hand feverishly about his mother's ass, touching and caressing, his fingers brushing the soft hairs of her cunt as he moved his fingers along the split of her hot ass. He squirmed beneath her as he sucked at her tit. Touching her excited him the way he had expected it. He had wondered what it would be like to feel a girl, a naked girl, and all his expectations were coming true.
Donna's flesh rippled with delicious sensations as her son ran his hands about her flesh. She shivered and purred. She had missed this for a long time, almost forgotten how good it felt to have a hot hand touching her body.
She lifted up, pulling her tit from her son's mouth, looking down at him with blazing eyes.
"Now, baby!" she moaned. "Oh, God… Mike, Mother wants it now!"
She pressed her crotch down, twisting it as her cunt searched for his throbbing cock. She felt his smooth cockhead slide along her inner thigh, brush across the wet, puffy lips of her cunt, then slide up toward her asshole. Mike, just as eager as, or more than, his mother, shoved his hand down there and positioned his cock.
Donna placed her fiery cunt on his cock-head, and then pushed down. She held her breath, feeling her son's cock slide into her cunt, spreading her sensitive cunt-lips with the throbbing hardness.
"Ohhhh, God!" she cried out as her cunt crushed onto the base of his cock. "Mike! Ohhhh, baby!"
She dropped her weight onto him, wrapping her arms about his neck and holding him tightly. Her firm tits flattened on his chest, her nipples searing his flesh. Mike was holding the cheeks of his mother's writhing ass, one in each hand, straining his cock up into her gripping cunt. Donna could feel Mike's cock throbbing against the tight lips of her pussy, her clit pressing at the base. She sucked in a deep breath of air, and lifted her hips, her cunt pulling upward on his cock. She moved slowly, feeling every ridge of his lovely hard cock. She lifted her ass until she had just the swollen head of his cock inside her cunt. She held it for a moment, then lunged her cunt down hard and fast.
"Ahhhhh!" Mike moaned.
"Oh, yes, baby!"
Clutching him around his neck, Donna began to hump her naked ass up and down, fucking her son. Her only movements were in her hips, her hot thighs pressing tightly against his. Her ass bounced and twisted as she lunged up and down. Each thrust of her cunt pushed the breath out of Mike's lungs, making him grunt softly.