Linda arched her head back, her neck taut, low wails of ecstasy bubbling from her. She shook her ass the way a dog will to shed water, then slammed up and down to meet his fucking cock. She was on the verge of orgasm again. Her climax swelled up in the pit of her stomach, making her muscles tight. She felt the overpowering desire to have him drive his cock deep.
Hank moved his hands from her thighs and was now clinging to her tits with both hands, digging into them. She had to open her knees for this, but she didn't mind. She felt the top of her head hitting something, but there was no pain. All she felt was absolute and complete
ecstasy.
She felt him fucking faster and harder, grunts erupting from him. Opening her eyes, she saw his face contorting with the tortured ecstasy that was rumbling through him. Aware that Hank was close to gushing into her cunt, she rocked her ass swiftly, her pussy flexing about his prick, tightening, relaxing, tightening…
With a low shout, Hank fucked his cock deep into her greedy cunt, holding himself there, his balls pressed against the puckering of her asshole. She felt his cock swell, then lurch. Finally there was a hot squirting of his come juice. Linda wailed with pleasure and her cunt exploded around his spurting prick.
As the spasms subsided, Linda lowered her thighs, spreading them around the teen's legs. Hank's cock slipped out of her cunt as he sat back, puffing from the wild fucking. Linda felt drowsy, very much satisfied… for the moment.
After a while, she swung her legs over the cushions of the couch, cupped a hand between her thighs, and giggled like a small child. "I've got come dripping out of my cunt," she laughed, turning and skipping toward the hall, knowing Hank was staring at her naked, bouncing ass.
CHAPTER SIX
"I'm going to murder Hank."
Amy sat with Linda, coffee before them on the small coffee table in the living room. She did not say that with anger, Linda noticed.
"Why, Amy?"
"That horny shit is trying to look up my dress now, can you believe it?"
Linda laughed. "I believe it," she said. Then, with her eyes sparkling wickedly, said, "He tries to peek up my dress, too."
"But that's you," Amy protested. "I'm his fucking mother!"
"He probably has a good, hard one for you." Linda grinned at her friend. "Remember, you mentioned something about fucking those two teens."
"You've got more nerve than I have," Amy said. "How did it feel, when you fucked Dan?"
"The best!" Linda replied. "You wouldn't believe how good it was, Amy. Peeling his cock move in and out of my cunt was the greatest ever. I'm telling you, you should fuck Hank. Or are you still talking shit?"
"My God, Linda. It's one thing to dream about fucking your son, but a different thing
all together to do it! I mean everybody fantasizes, don't they?"
"I don't know about that." Linda sipped at her coffee. "But I do know you're a hot piece, and you're missing out on a hell of a good time. Came on, be courageous, adventurous… give Hank some pussy, Amy."
"You give Hank some pussy," Amy said. "Linda, you've changed a great deal in the past few days." Amy was regarding her with inquisitive eyes. "You never used to talk about fucking as much. It was always me doing that. Has fucking Dan turned you into a new woman?"
"A better woman, and certainly not a frustrated one."
"I like you better this way, you know that." Amy leaned back, slipping her skin to her thighs, opening them. Her eyes became slitted, and Linda could see the smoldering heat there. She was aware of what Amy was trying to do. Always before, the briefest flash of those golden thighs had been enough to set Linda to trembling with desire. Now, although still exciting, they failed to create the crackling heat they used to.
"Would you be mad if I did fuck Hank, Amy?"
"Of course not," Amy replied, sliding a hand along her inner thigh. Linda watched her
friend as the hand moved up and down. Amy writhed her ass as her hand moved up to cup her crotch. She rubbed her palm up and down, making soft mewling sounds. "Fuck him all you want."
"I have," Linda said.
Amy jerked her hand from her cunt and sat up, her eyes wide, staring at Linda. "You have? When? Was he a good fuck, Linda! Did you come…"
Linda burst out laughing. "I thought you weren't interested, Amy?"
"I am interested-if you fuck him," Amy said, flushing. "Come on, tell me all the juicy details."
"Juicy is right," Linda said. "He filled my cunt with so much come juice, I thought I'd drown before he finished."
Amy's eyes gleamed with wicked delight, her tongue moving over her lips hungrily. "What's his cock like? Is it a big one? Was it very hard, really hard? How about his balls; are they full? Tell me everything, Linda!"