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Billy's Hot Mom

Chapter Two:

Donna didn't think her son was ashamed of being fucked by her, but
she had had to let him know she wasn't.

As she bathed, she smiled to herself. She had been dancing
suggestively in front of him for some months now, not really knowing
what would eventually happen. She had known it excited him, and
dancing always made her feel passionate.

When she had lifted her cunt off him, she had seen the wetness on his
fly and jockey shorts. There was no doubt in her mind that Billy had
never been fucked before. She was, though, surprised that his cock
had remained so hard after coming so much. Donna had fucked a few
men, but no one had ever kept a hard-on after coming off the way her
son had. And he came so much, really squirted it out. She had read or
heard someplace that a man came only enough to fill a tablespoon.
Whether that was true or not, it wasn't the case with her son. She
was sure he could have filled three or four tablespoons, and it was
thick and hot. Even her ax-husband, Billy's father, had not come that
much, nor had he kept a hard-on.

Donna prided herself on having a hot cunt, a cunt that could drain a
man's balls quickly and made his cock droop. But that wasn't the case
with her son, obviously.

Donna was an erotic woman, with delicious fantasies she had never
been able to realize. She had exposed her inner self only twice
before, once to her boyfriend in high school, and then to her
husband. She had hoped they would indulge her fantasies, but what
happened was they called her weird and strange and filthy. She didn't
think she was strange or weird. She had read a great deal. She felt
frustrated most of the time. She dreamed of finding herself a partner
with the same hungers she suffered with, and thought that if she
would make herself available at singles bars and so on, she might
find a man. But that was only a might, a very big might. Donna didn't
want to take such a chance on developing a relationship with another
man, only to be kicked on her ass when she revealed her desires.

She was tired of the macho bullshit, tired of having to wait like a
good little girl for some man to say what he wanted, then to be used
by hunt There was something wrong, she felt, when a man could have
such desires, demand the woman perform them, and then call her a
filthy slut and bitch if she demanded to be satisfied by a man.

If her cunt was hot and wet, she-was a hotass. If she sucked a cock
off, she was dirty cocksucker. If she grabbed a man by his cock, she
was too aggressive.

Donna was tired of the whole bundle of shit.

She wanted to be herself, wanted to be Donna. She wanted to let her
hungers and desires be known, accepted, and enjoyed. She knew she had
a lot to offer a man who was comfortable with his own wild desires,
because Donna would not hesitate to feed them, provided her desires
were fed, too. Stroke for stroke, Donna would give as much as she
received.

Getting out of the tub, she fowled her slender body. Tossing the
towel into the hamper, she padded naked into her bedroom. She stood
and looked at herself in the huge mirror on the wall. She had
installed the mirror long after her husband had gone. She loved to
look at herself naked. She loved to see her saucy tits, her hairy
cunt and curvy ass. The body was beautiful to her, something to
enjoy.

Donna was about five-feet-eight. She had a rich auburn color to her
hair, with coppery highlights that caught the sun. Her eyes were
slightly almond-shaped, green with flecks of gold. Her nose was small
and perfect for her oval-shaped face. Her lips were full and moist.
She had a slender neck, and her tits had not changed in any way since
high school. They still stood up in perky sweetness, firm, with
lovely nipples half an inch long. Her nipples were a light-brown
color, with a big circle of pebbled flesh surrounding them. She had a
small waist and a flat stomach, with a becoming dimple of a belly
button.

Her hips were round and shapely, and her legs, as men had said, went
on forever. They were slim and shapely, and she loved to feel them
wrapped about a man's hips. The hair of her cunt was shaped like a
fan, thick in the middle, thinning out toward her hip bones. Her cunt
was sculptured, the lips puffy but not large. The tip of her clitoris
protruded slightly from the folds of her pussy, just enough to touch
her panties and remind her it was there.

She ran her hand through the soft hair of her cunt, smiling at her
reflection. Billy had certainly enjoyed her cunt, she thought. It was
a shame she didn't have a man to enjoy her pussy as well, a man who
would accept her as she was without thinking she was strange.

Parting her thighs, she pulled at the lips of her pussy, enjoying the
stretching feeling. Her clitoris bulged outward, and she smiled down
at it. Brushing a fingertip over her clitoris, she felt an immediate
response, and a shiver moved up and down her spine. She placed two
fingers along her clitoris, and smashed it. A sigh of pleasure came
from her. It had only been perhaps an hour since she had fucked her
son, and already she wanted more cock. But that was no surprise to
Donna; she thrived on hard cock, wanted prick all the time, inside
her, outside her, and doing those wild things men had called her
weird for.

Pulling on a fresh pair of shorts, white like the others, she
wondered if her son was still in the living room. She squeezed
herself into the tight shorts, adjusting them. Now that she had
fucked him, she deliberately made certain her pussy slit was
outlined, and even caused a few dark cunt hairs to swirl from the
crotch. The white shorts were thin, and the darker shadow of her cunt
hair could be seen through them.

She considered a blouse or sweater, and grinning impishly at herself,
realized it no longer mattered.

Moving from her room, feeling delicious to have her tits free, she
peeked into her son's room, and it was empty. She peeked into the
hall bath, and it, too, was empty.

Billy was still sitting on the couch in the living room. He had
stuffed his cock back into his pants, and he sat there slumped, legs
stretched, looking half asleep. He looked up at his mother as she
entered, and Donna paused near the door. He gazed at his mother's
naked tits, then looked into her eyes.

"Well, baby, are you ashamed?" she asked.

Billy shook his head, then a grin spread over his young face, his
eyes lighting up.

Donna leaned against the door jamb crossing one knee, placing her
hand on her hip. "I guess I said some pretty wild things, didn't I? "
Donna asked. "I couldn't help it, Billy. Sometimes it gets that way."

"It's okay, Mother," he replied, and she detected a quiver in his
voice.

"What I said . . . those words," she asked in a soft voice, "did they
 . . excite you?"

"Yeah, Mother!" he said, enthusiastic, his eyes burning on her
beautiful tits.

She lowered her eyes to the front of his pants, seeing they were
still wet from her cunt. The bulging of his cock and balls made her
tremble with hunger again. She ran her tongue over her lips, and
started toward him. Billy caught sight of her crotch, and she heard
him suck in a sharp hiss of air.

Standing near him, Donna leaned down slightly, and cupped her son's
crotch, squeezing his cock and balls gently. "Mmmmm, nice, honey,"
she whispered softly. "Very, very nice."

Billy parted his legs, arching his hips up.

"Ahhhh, you like this, huh?" She grinned at him, squeezing his cock
and balls again.

Billy started to lift his hand to her tits, and stopped.

"Touch them if you want, baby," she urged throatily. To show her son
she meant it, she rubbed up and down the crotch of his pants, feeling
his cock starting to swell "You can play with mother's titties,
Billy. You can play with them, feel them, pull them, squeeze them,
suck them! "

Billy closed his hands about his mother's tits, feeling the firmness.
He teased her nipples, stroking them almost as if they were fragile.

"Twist my nipples," Donna hissed. "Twist them and pull them. You
won't hurt them, baby."

As he twisted and pulled at her nipples, Donna mewled softly,
pressing down on his cock. When his prick was up and hard, she rubbed
her palm along his cock.

"Let's take it out again, okay, darling?"

"Oh, yes, Mother!" he replied, cupping her tits tightly.

For the second time Donna opened her son's pants, and fished his cock
out of his shorts. She lifted his prick free, and swallowed with
delight to see the swollen cockhead again.

"Want me to talk dirty to you again9" she asked. She was almost
afraid to ask her son, afraid he would be like all those others. But
she had to ask.

"Yeah, Mother!" he said with enthusiasm.

Donna closed her fist about his cock, sitting down beside him. Billy
turned on the couch, bringing his knees up and facing his mother.
Donna held his cock, stroking and cooing softly while he toyed with
her tits.

"You have a beautiful cock, Billy," she said, slightly nervous. "It's
so hard and long and. . . oh, that sweet head! Did you enjoy feeling
your cock inside my cunt? Was it good to feel mother's hot, wet pussy
holding your lovely prick so deep?"

"Yeah!"

"Tell me about it,'' she urged, pumping at his prick.

"It felt good, Mother."

"Use the words, Billy," she said thickly. "I want to hear you say
those words."

"I liked my cock in your cunt, Mother," he said without hesitation.

"Would you like to fuck me again? Would you love to stick this
beautiful hard cock in mother's hot cunt and fuck it again?"

"I sure would, Mother!"

"Oooh, so would I!"

She squeezed his cock hard, bringing a moan from her son. Holding his
cock, she looked into his excited face. "Would you like to put your
cock between mother's tits?"

"Could I, Mother?"

"I'd love for you to do it," she said, sliding from the couch and
standing on her knees. "Stand up in front of me."

Billy stood, his cock waving from his pants.

"It would feel better if we took your pants down, honey," she said
softly.

She opened his belt. She pulled his pants down to his knees, and
started to pull at his shorts, then stopped.

"We'll leave these on for a while," she whispered, pulling his cock
to her tits.

She dipped her chin and watched as she rubbed the slit of his piss
hole about her nipples, going from one to the other. She smeared her
nipples with the juices seeping from his cock. She pulled the crotch
of his shorts to one side, exposing his balls. They were young balls,
hairless, but full and lovely. She saw a bit of wiry hair at the base
of his cock, and felt excited by his youth.

"Now, let's take your shorts down," she said softly, pulling them to
his knees.

Billy shoved his hips forward and pressed his balls upon her tits.
His cock throbbed near her throat. With a mewl, Donna ran her hands
past her son's hips, closing her fingers about the youthful cheeks of
his ass, pulling him tight. She looked up at his hot face, her eyes
glowing.

"Oh, it feels wonderful, Billy. Your balls feel so good on my tits."

By his own accord, Billy twisted his hips, rubbing his balls on her
titties, his cock pressing at her neck, dripping.

"Put your cock between mother's titties," she said.

Billy placed his cock between them, and Donna pressed her tits around
it. "Ooooh, I can feel your cock throbbing, honey!" she purred hotly.
"You feel so good between my tits."

She lowered her chin, and felt the head of his cock brush that hot
wetness on it. Tucking her chin lower, she kissed the head of her
son's cock, holding her tits tightly.

"Would you like to come off in my face again, Billy?"

"I thought that made you mad, Mother," he said. "I couldn't help it."

"I didn't mind." She grinned at him, rubbing her tits up and down his
cock. "I wanted it to happen, honey. I wanted you to come off . . .
in my face."

She closed her tits tightly about her son's cock, kissing the head
again.

Then, looking back up at his excited face, she said: "Fuck my tits.
I've wanted to feel a hard cock fucking my tits for a long time,
baby."

"Okay, Mother," he agreed, grinning down at her.

Donna let her breath out. "Would you fuck my titties and come in my
face again?"

"If you want me to, Mother."

"Ohhhh, honey!" she sobbed, throwing her arms about his hips and
clasping his naked ass, hugging him tightly. "Please! Please fuck
mother's titties and squirt right in my face!''

Billy began fucking up and down.

Donna squeezed her titties about his cock, feeling it sliding in the
valley. Her nipples almost touched. She purred hotly as she watched
the swollen head slide upward from her nipples, poking at her chin.
She pursed her lips and began kissing the head of his cock as he
fucked up and down. When she darted her tongue out, flicking over his
dripping piss hole, Billy groaned.

"You like that?" she asked softly, heat in her voice.

"Yes, Mother!"

She flicked her tongue across his cock again, and Billy strained
upward.

"Mmmm, you taste very good, honey," she whispered, swirling her
tongue round and round the smooth head of his cock. "Fuck my titties,
baby' Fuck my titties fast and come in my face! Ohhhh, baby, I love
to feel you come off in my face!''

Billy began fucking swiftly, shoving his throbbing cock up and down.
Donna squeezed her tits as tight as she could about his cock, purring
softly, and she kissed the head of his prick each time it brushed her
lips.

"So hard and hot, Billy! Your cock is so very hard and hot between
mother's titties! Ooooh, rub your balls on me! I love to feel balls
rubbing against my skin! Your balls feel very hot and full again,
baby' Are you going to come a lot, the way you did before?"

"I dunno, Mother," Billy gasped

"Do you like to [eel mother's titties holding your cock? Do you like
to fuck mother between these nice tits?"

"Yes! Oh, yes, Mother!"

"Come in my face!" she hissed, licking her tongue about the head of
his cock. "Come in mother's face, baby! Ooohhh, Billy, squirt that
thick come juice in mother's fucking face!"

"In my fucking face!" she insisted.

"Yes, Mother! I'll come in your fucking face!"

"Ohhhh, now!"

Billy fucked faster while his mother held her tits as tight as she
could about his throbbing hard-on. She kissed and licked at the
swollen prickhead every time his cock came up. She felt his prick
growing larger, becoming harder and longer.

Just as he was ready to squirt, Donna pulled away, setting her ass on
her heels. She grabbed his tight young ass with both hands, turning
her head upward.

"Jack off!" she squealed. "Jack your cock off into my fucking face!
Hurry, Billy! Ohhhh, hurry! Come in mother's fucking face!"

Already overcome with passion, Billy gripped his cock and pounded
frantically. Donna gazed at his piss hole with slitted eyes, and saw
the bubbling come juice spurt. As spunk splashed into her face for
the second time, she moaned. Her cunt exploded inside her tight
shorts, contracting with a powerful orgasm. She sobbed with pleasure
as her son came into her face time and again. Her forehead, her nose,
her cheeks were drenched in his come juice, and then she closed her
eyes because his jizz spattered them. She parted her lips and was
just moving her tongue forward when her son sent a scalding spurt
onto her bottom lip. With a wail, Donna began licking, tasting the
sweet hot come juice of her son's young balls. Her orgasm increased
with power as she tasted his come juice, and her tongue flicked
across the head of his piss slit quickly, but Billy was finished. She
swirled her tongue about the head of his cock, tasting, her face
thoroughly coated with the thick juices.

"Was that okay, Mother?" Billy asked, turning loose of his cock.

"That was perfect, baby," she purred. She slitted her eyes and saw
his prick starting to droop. "Oooooh, it's sweet"'

Billy gasped when he saw his mother open her lips and dart her face
forward. He gasped again when he felt her wet, hot mouth close around
the head of his cock.

"Mother!" Billy gasped. "That's cocksucking!"

Donna swallowed his cock, tasting with her tongue, sucking for a
moment, her lips being tickled by the scant amount of wiry hair at
the base.

Then she slipped her mouth off his cock.

"I know it's cocksucking." She grinned at him. "I love to suck cock.
Among other things. Do you mind if I suck on your cock, baby?"

"I love it, Mother!"

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