Two-way mother

CHAPTER FOUR

Donna stayed in her bedroom all evening. It wasn't because she was ashamed of her youngest son seeing under her dress. It was because she didn't know how to react toward Ted.

One thing, though, Ted didn't make a big deal out of it. In fact, he tried hard to pretend nothing had happened.

She sat only for a while longer, then telling them she wasn't hungry and they would have to prepare their own dinner, she went to her room and stayed behind her closed door, pacing the floor, wringing her hands. Donna was more puzzled than nervous, though. She was puzzled by what she had done, teasing Mike that way, flashing her cunt with Ted in the room. She had not done that with her husband, at least not when the others were in the room.

Donna sat on her bed, hardly realizing the light was fading. She was no longer thinking of Mike or Ted, but of her husband, and the things they had discussed, trying to picture in her mind how it would have been, his cock and another cock, both of them hard and in her hands, in her cunt and in her mouth.

As she imagined the excitement, she opened the top of her dress and fondled her tits, twisting at her stiff nipples, her ass writhing on the mattress. She purred softly as heat swelled wetly between her thighs. Sliding one hand down, she pulled her dress up, her fingers moving between her thighs, feeling the velvety flesh, her cunt twitching when the tips of her fingers brushed her swollen cunt-lips.

Being hot and excited after being fucked twice in one day was not new for Donna. She had fucked her husband three, and a few times, four times in one day, and her cunt still demanded more. She squeezed her tit and rubbed her clit, her head lifted and eyes closed.

Playing with herself when all she had to do was wait until Ted went to sleep made her feel a little naughty, but it was a good feeling. Mike, she knew, would come running if she called him. He would come to her with Ted sitting in the living room suspecting, but not knowing for sure.

She lay back, spreading her legs wide, her dress open so her tits were showing, the hem around her narrow waist. She pulled one foot to the edge of the mattress, the other dangling over and spread wide. She rubbed at her cunt, arching it up to her fingers, sliding her middle finger deeply into the fiery wetness, finger-fucking herself, squeezing her tits, her mind seeing her husband fucking her cunt with some faceless man's hips above her face, his cock dripping over her lips. She purred as she could almost taste the hot, hard cock sliding into her mouth, while her husband fucked her cunt. Her pussy grabbed at her finger, and she experienced a mild orgasm, but strong enough to make her gasp.

She didn't hear her door open, nor did she hear it close. It was almost dark in the room now, but still light enough for Mike to see his mother finger-fucking herself. He stood at the door and watched, his cock hard inside his shorts. With his eyes blazing, he opened his shorts and pushed them to his feet, stepping out of them. His cock rose up, almost touching his stomach. He cupped his balls in his hand, and moved closer to his mother, his eyes between her thighs. He could hear the soft, wet sounds of her finger dipping into her cunt. When he was a few feet away, he dropped to his knees, staring at her cunt hotly. Donna, still unaware of his presence, used both hands at her cunt now, opening it wide, then smashing her hairy cunt-lips together, pulling and twisting her distended clit. She moaned softly, her hips arching and twisting in pleasure.

Then, Donna felt his presence.

For a moment she became still, not looking down her body. She had one finger buried into her cunt, a finger of the other hand touching her clit.

"Who… who's there?" she asked, softly and half afraid.

"It's me, Mom," Mike said.

Donna lifted her head, looking down at him. She felt a sense of relief. "Oh, I thought it might be Ted."

"He's gone to bed," Mike whispered.

"Does he know?" Donna asked, wondering why they were whispering. Ted couldn't hear them in his room. "I mean, did he say he saw me, you know, doing that in the living room?"

"He didn't say anything," Mike replied, resting one palm on his mother's knee. "He acted a little strange, but he didn't say a word to me. He fixed pizza and went to bed."

"And you came here," she said.

"You want me to leave, Mom?" he asked, his voice thick.

"Oh, no, honey!" she said. "I'm glad you're here. I was thinking about… things. I got hot, and I couldn't wait."

Mike kissed her knee, and Donna's body trembled.

She lifted up, her elbows behind her, looking down at him in the darkness. "Turn on the light," she said softly. "I want to see you."

Mike turned on her bedside light, and Donna remained in position, her pussy exposed, her tits out. Her eyes, moist and hot, saw he had removed his shorts.

"Oh, you're ready for me," she purred. "Did it excite you to come in and see what I was doing to myself?"

"It sure did, Mom," Mike grinned. He knelt at her feet again, gazing at her hairy cunt. He kissed her knee once more, this time touching it with the tip of his tongue.

"Do you have something on your mind?" she asked, her voice throaty. "I mean besides fucking me?"

"What's wrong with fucking you, Mom?"

"Nothing at all," she gurgled. "I just thought, since you're kissing my knee, you wanted to do something else, try something different."

"Like what, Mom?"

"Mike, you may be young, but you're not stupid!"

Mike grinned at her. "Are you talking about kissing your cunt, Mom?"

"Well, it did enter my mind," she teased. "I thought you might have heard about that at school or someplace."

"You're right," he said, sliding his hand along her satiny thigh, stroking it. "I was wondering about it."

"Then wonder no more, darling. Kiss it all you want," Donna mewled. "Kiss Mother's cunt and lick it and suck it… all you want!"

"What if I don't do it right, Mom?"

"Then you'll have to keep doing it until you do it right," she giggled, pulling the lips of her cunt open, exposing the wet pinkness to his hot eyes.

Mike laughed in a boyish sound. He ran hand over his mother's cunt, feeling the wetness, the exciting heat, then through the soft hair. Her pussy was fascinating to him, and he enjoyed looking at it. Donna knew he did, and held her legs wide apart for him, pulling her hands away and back to her tits. Mike fondled his mother's cunt and kissed about her knees, licking the tip of his tongue against her cunt-flesh. Donna wiggled as she watched his young face moving along her thigh, eyes hot and lips parted. The feel of his wet tongue licking her flesh made her shiver.

"Oooooh, very good, baby," she murmured.

Mike slipped his hands about his mother's hips and dragged his tongue upward in a wet, swirling, motion, tasting the softness of her inner thigh. His eyes blazed into her cunt as his mouth closed toward it.

Quickly, as if apprehensive of what he was doing, Mike pressed his open mouth against his mother's cunt. Donna cried out sharply with the contact, her hips jerking upward. Mike pulled the hairy lips of his mother's cunt into his mouth, sucking them, his tongue slipping between them and darting into her cunt. Again Donna cried out, falling back onto her bed and throwing her legs as wide open as she could, her cunt pressing at his face. Mike gripped his mother's hips tightly and licked up and down the slit of her cunt. Donna's body jerked, her pussy slapping against his open, sucking mouth. She grabbed the back of her son's head and smashed his mouth into her pussy.

"Oooooh, suck it, Mike!" she squealed. "Oh, God, suck my cunt!"

Mike was sucking hard, his tongue all over her pussy. He sucked eagerly, tasting the hot juices that dripped from her. His balls swelled up, his cock jerking about as he knelt there, his face buried into his mother's cunt. The soft hairs of her pussy tickled his cheeks and nose, just his eyes staring at her naked tits. His tongue darted and delved, licking the creamy walls just inside her cunt.

"Ahhhh, baby, baby!" Donna squealed, humping her cunt into her son's face. "Ohhhh, what a tongue, Mike! Ooooooh, give it to Mother! Tongue Mother's cunt. Oh, God, fuck me with your wonderful tongue, darling!"

Mike's hands moved beneath his mother's churning ass, gripping her tight cheeks hard. Donna squeezed his face between her burning thighs, smashing his cheeks, then spreading them again. She felt his tongue thrust very deep into her pussy, and her clit burned at his upper lip. She thrashed on the bed, grinding at him with ecstasy, gripping the back of his head and straining her cunt as hard as she could at his mouth.

"It's too fast, Mike!" she yelled. "Oh, honey, you're going to make me come too fast!"

But it wasn't her son about to make her come. His tongue was licking and darting, yes, but it was Donna's twisting and emotional state that was bringing on the quick orgasm. The fact that it was her son sucking her cunt sent steamy excitement through her, making her cunt tighten with threatening contractions.

Mike heard his mother scream out, and he sucked at her juicy cunt with thirsty vigor. The taste of her pussy-juice excited him tremendously, and the soft wet heat in his face caused his balls to ache with desire.

"Ohhhh, now!" Donna screamed. "I'm going to come now, darling!"

Her pussy closed tightly around her son's buried tongue, then the convulsions struck. Donna squealed in a choking sound, pressing her rippling cunt hard into his greedy mouth. Mike sucked and swallowed at the juices dripping into his mouth, his hands hugging the cheeks of her squirming ass tightly.

Donna bucked wildly against her son's mouth, her own hands digging brutally at her firm, tingling tits. She threw her head back, her eyes bulging as the intense rapture seared from her toes to her head. The contractions wouldn't stop, but went on and on until she was afraid they would never stop. The orgasms began to be painful, and she fought at his face, trying to push his mouth off her cunt.

"No more, Mike!" she begged. "Oh, baby, please, stop! My cunt is… ohhhh, darling, it's hurting me now! Stop, baby! Take your tongue out of my cunt, please!"

Mike pulled back, his lower face smeared with the juices of his mother's cunt, his eyes shining proudly. His lips felt bruised when he licked them, and his cock was very hard, his balls tight and hot.

Donna sucked in air greedily, her tits heaving up and down, her legs sprawled widely, the cool air of the evening soothing her cunt. She lay still, arms above her head, letting things calm down slowly. Mike, still on his knees between her legs, caressed his mother's naked flesh tenderly, waiting, but wanting to lift up and plunge his cock into her cunt hard and fast, fuck her and come quickly.

After a while, Donna stirred. She pulled herself up onto her bed and lay sideways, her head held up by her hand and elbow, her eyes gleaming as she smiled happily at him.

"Mike, that was wonderful," she whispered softly and ran her hand through his hair. "That was great. For your first time, you sure sucked my cunt great!"

"I had to, Mom," he grinned. "You said I had to lick until I could do it right."

"Anything wrong with that?"

"No, but I wanted to do it so you'll want me to keep practicing," he teased. "You sure taste good between your legs!"

Donna's eyes slitted as she looked at him. She dropped her hand over the side of the bed and closed her fingers around his cock. "Mmmmm, you're hard, honey."

"Who wouldn't be?" he said. "Sucking a hot pussy like yours, Mom, would give a hard-on to anyone."

"I know what I can do with it," she purred, stroking his cock, feeling the throbbing heat of it.

"I know, too," he grinned.

"I'm sure you do, but I was thinking of something different."

"I thought so," Mike replied, a choke in his voice.

"Stand up," she whispered, pulling on his cock.

Mike got to his feet, and she gripped his cock hard, gazing at his bulging cock-head, the wet slit of his piss-hole. She ran her tongue over her lips, saying in a thick voice, "I bet your cock tastes good."

Donna shoved her head forward and lapped her tongue in a wet circle about the head of her son's cock. The heat of it, the smoothness, sent a ripple up and down her naked flesh. Her eyes glazed slightly as her tongue licked around the swollen head of his cock. She gripped it very hard, making his cock-head bulge outward, his piss-hole opening. The clear liquid seeping from it made her tongue slippery as she swiped the tip over his piss-slit.

"Mmmmm," she purred softly, her eyes twinkling up at him. "Nice and hot."

Mike was staring down at her face, watching her tongue lick about the head of his cock, his legs shaking with excitement.

Donna shoved her tongue out, lapping at the underside of his throbbing cock-shaft. She made soft sounds deep in her throat as she licked his taut cock-flesh. Dragging herself down back to his cock-head, she swirled it about wetly, then pursed her face downward, pressing her lips against her son's balls. They felt hot against her mouth as she kissed them eagerly. The top of her tongue swished out and below his balls. She playfully bounced them on her tongue, then with another low moan, opened her mouth and pulled his balls inside.

As she sucked Mike's balls, her hand pulled away from his cock and slid to his ass. Cupping his ass, Donna pulled him forward, smashing her face into his crotch. Her mouth was filled with his balls, his cock throbbing on her cheek. Her eyes blazed up at his face, watching his pleasure. Knowing she was giving him this pleasure made her feel very good.

"Mmmmm, beautiful," she whispered as she let his balls fall from her mouth. "Hot and full and delicious, Mike."

She pulled her hand off his ass and to his cock again. Squeezing his cock, making his cock-head bulge, she leaned forward and closed her hot lips around it. She sucked at the head of his cock, her tongue swirling against his piss-hole, tasting the juices seeping into her mouth. Her eyes rolled dreamily as she slowly jacked his cock in her fist as she sucked his cock-head.

"Mom, that feels so good!" Mike gasped. "Your mouth is hot and wet like your cunt! Suck some more!"

Donna's eyes flashed up at him as she shoved her hand to the base of his cock, her lips following. The hard throbbing of his cock sliding across her tongue made her tremble with mouth-watering pleasure. She lifted one leg, bending it at the knee and holding it wide for her son to gaze at her hairy cunt if he wanted as she sucked him. Her hips moved slightly in a writhing motion. Her lips touched her hand at the base of his cock and she moved it, cupping his balls as her mouth swallowed him.

Pushing her lips against sparse, wiry hair at the base of his prick, she worked her mouth and tongue, making soft whimpering sounds. She loved the fact her son was watching her mouth, staring down at her with those young, hot eyes. Tightening her lips, she sucked on Mike's cock, sucked hard. Mike groaned softly, his knees trembling. Donna twisted and pulled at his hot balls as her lips pulled along his cock-shaft, and when she reached his swollen cock-head, she stopped, her tongue swirling swiftly.

"Ohhhhh, Mom!" Mike cried out, grabbing one of her tits and digging his fingers into the firm flesh. "Ahhhhh, Mom!"

Donna moaned softly and brought her other hand between his thighs and cupped his ass.

Now, grasping his balls in one hand and his tight ass in the other, Donna pumped her face back and forth, sucking his cock wildly, making swift back-and-forth motions. The friction of her son's hard cock between her lips excited her, the heat of it thrilling her. He dripped onto her tongue so much, she found herself swallowing those juices often. Her throat began to burn sweetly, and she darted her face onto his cock with wanton hunger.

"Ooooooh, Mom!" Mike groaned, not believing this could feel so good. "Oh, Mom! Suck me, Mom! My cock… suck my cock hard, Mom!"

Donna slowed, but her lips remained very tight and her tongue pressed at his cock as she sucked. She shoved her face back and forth, sucking his hard cock with delight. She opened and closed her thighs, the bended knee swinging wide, her hips moving as if she were getting fucked, but slowly. Sucking her oldest son's cock made her cunt very wet, and juices glistened on the soft hair that surrounded her pink cunt-lips. The cheeks of her shapely ass clenched as her mouth pulled on his prick.

She wished her son would keep talking to her, keep telling her how good it was, how good she was. But Mike was so excited to see his cock inside her mouth, he was dancing from one foot to the other, clutching her naked tit brutally, but Donna felt no pain. She clung to his hot balls with her hand, the other pressing at his ass to drive his cock to her throat.

When Donna sucked her husband's cock, she often came as he did. There was something perverse about taking those rapid spurts of come into her mouth and throat that set up an orgasm between her thighs. He had taught her how to suck cock, and she loved it from the first.

She felt Mike's balls become tight in her hand, and she mewled softly as he pushed his hips forward, running his cock deep into her mouth. She caressed his balls, fondling them, sucking rapidly again. His cock throbbed with greater power between her lips, and the dripping juices seemed to increase. Donna whimpered around her son's cock and began to dart her lips back and forth from the swollen, hot head to the base, smashing her lips and not caring if she bruised them. She sucked hungrily, her eyes closed now to enjoy his cock better. She began to moan deeply as his cock jerked between her lips. He was getting ready to come, and she wanted his hot come spurting in her mouth very much.

"Mom, I'm going to… ohhhh, Mom, you're going to make me come!"

Donna pulled at his ass, just in case he became so excited his cock was pulled from her mouth. She clung to his balls and sucked as hard and fast as she could, her tongue scraping his cock-shaft.

"Now, Mom!"

The hot spurt of thick come-juice splashed at the back of her throat. Donna sobbed and pulled her hand from his ass quickly, closing her fingers around his cock and, still holding his balls, pulled her mouth to his cock-head, where she held her lips tightly, taking the hot gushing of his come-juice across her tongue, tasting it, gobbling and swallowing mindlessly with ecstasy. She pulled her fist up on his cock as if trying to drain his balls that way, her tongue wild at his spewing piss-hole. She clamped her long legs together as her cunt convulsed hotly, her clit bursting with sensation. She made wet sounds as she swallowed the scalding juice of her son's balls, her throat burning, her eyes open again but unseeing as her mouth drew the come juice from his prick.

Even when her son had finished coming, his balls empty, Donna wanted to hold it in her mouth, feel it go soft, her tongue caressing his cock-head slowly. She lifted her knee and exposed her hairy cunt again.

Slowly she pulled her mouth off Mike's cock, and just as it fell out, he slumped to his knees at the side of the bed, resting his head on the mattress, near his mother's cunt.

"Did that tire you out, baby?" she whispered and ran her hand through his hair.

"Oh, Mom, it was so good!" he breathed.

"I know," she smiled and pressed her hairy cunt at the top his head, rubbing her pussy into his hair. "I'm very good, you know. Your father told me I'm the best cock-sucker ever. He taught me how to suck cock, you know."

"Do you really like it, Mom?" he asked, turning his eyes to her face, pressing his head into her cunt.

"Honey, I love to suck cock!" she replied.