THE CHARMER - Sex Stories

THE CHARMER

... by a thin layer of white: my come. On impulse, I leaned down and quickly licked up a sample. It was salty and sweet, kinda like pussy juice, but with a faint nuttiness all its own. I didn't like it or dislike it. Mom shuddered. "Ah, oh, that was good, Jamey, but not what I had in mind. I want you to put your big cock back there!" I was only too happy to oblige. She was at the perfect height, so all I had to do was walk forward a few steps, and I was buried to the balls. The combination of pussyjuice and cockcream made her hot passage slicker and oiler than before. I grabbed her soft hips and started thrusting. This was a great position, I decided: a little awkward, maybe, but it gave me a better entry and depth than before. "Oh, yeah, give it to me, baby boy! Fuck your mother!" As we established a nice steady rhythm, Mom looked back at me and gasped. "Oh, uh, this is -- oh, oh -- what they call the doggie-style position." So that was what this was! I'd never done it quite this way, though I suppose the ways Di and Tam fucked me the first time were modified doggie-style. "Doggie-style's the best!" I groaned. Mom ground her cunt into my pubic bone, and started to wriggle her ass slightly back and forth, adding some sweet friction that caused my cock to swell even harder inside her. She whimpered and moaned. "Oh, baby, yes! I can feel you getting bigger inside me! I can't believe it!" She pumped and I thrust, and she came again with a great shriek. I didn't even care about the ...

... Needemeyers this time! I was still hard, and I knew from past experience that I had a good ten minutes before I could come again, so I kept thrusting. Mom moaned, lowered her head, and renewed her assault on my prick. A minute later she said softly, "The way we did it first was called the missionary style." My Mom, always the teacher! I answered by thrusting with renewed vigor. "I wanna make you come again, Mom," I said, gritting my teeth against the flood of sensation. "Does my horny Mommy think she can come again for her little boy before he does? Does she think she can come again before he fills up her tight pussy with more boyspunk? Does she, huh?" "Oh, my well-hung baby! Talk nasty to Mommy!" "Oh, yeah, Mommy, your boy has a big, fat present for you, and he needs to give it to you over and over again. He needs to fuck and suck your steamy cunt, and lick your clit and nipples, and put his hard-on between your tits. He wants you to lick his hard young cock and suck on his balls until he spews his boyjuice all over your pretty face. He wants to spray his hot come into your pussy and make babies with you." I moved my hands to her titties and started to pull and tweak the nipples. "Oh, yes! Yes! Mommy wants you to pound that nasty boy-cock into her harder! Mommy thinks her little boy need some relief! Oh AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! She came again, and her tight cunt muscles spasmed around my cock. I was almost there myself. "Oh, my little darling! Oh, my sweet baby made Mommy come like ...