“Looks like it’s time for Zeke’s lesson,” Jamal said to Elliott. He closed his own books up and got up from the table. He looked down at Elliott and gave the boy a wink. “I better get up there. Your mom likes more than one cock in her at a time.”
While Zeke wolfed down the chili, Elliott started in on another math lesson. The thumping and creaking from above was relentless and, like Jamal, Zeke paid it no attention but concentrated on what Elliott was teaching him.
About forty-five minutes later, Gunner came down and took Zeke’s place. He had some food as well, and Elliott could see the blonde youth’s heart wasn’t in it when it came to the math lesson. The boy kept looking up at the ceiling, envious of his friends who were causing those lurid noises to rain down upon them.
“That’s enough for today,” Gunner said less than a half hour later as he closed his books firmly and then groped his jean-covered crotch. “I think your mom needs a little more of this, and I don’t want those guys to have all the fun.”
Elliott looked at Gunner, a bewildered expression on his face. He gestured towards his mother’s bedroom door as Gunner got up from the table. “Should I… uh, should I…?”
“We’ll call you if we need you. Read a book, or something. It’s likely to be a while.”
Somewhat disheartened, as Gunner strode up the stairs, Elliott opened up his books to do his own homework. He was shocked when mere seconds later, he heard his name called.
“Yo, Elliott.” He looked up to see Jamal poking his head around his mother’s bedroom door. “Get up here, bro. You’re missing all the fun.”
Thrilled beyond words, at being both allowed into the bullies’ inner sanctum, and at being called ‘bro’ by Jamal, Elliott couldn’t keep the smile off his face as he scurried up the stairs.
“You’re making the effort to teach us something,” Jamal said as he put his arm around Elliott’s shoulder and led him into the room, “so it’s only fair that we teach you something.”
Surprised at hearing Jamal use the word ‘fair,’ Elliott followed the black youth’s hand as he gestured towards the bed. He almost gasped at what he was looking at. Gunner was on his back in the middle of the bed, with his mother on top of him on her hands and knees, facing the headboard. The bra she was wearing was long gone, and Elliott saw that it had been tossed onto the floor beside the bed. She was still wearing the sexy waist cincher, which drew your eyes to her shapely hourglass figure like a magnet. Above that, and in profile, he could see her massive breasts, hanging nice and heavy as she leaned forwards, her nipples stiff and begging for attention. God, she has gorgeous tits, Elliott thought to himself.
He tore his eyes away and looked further downwards on her body. Gunner’s thick white cock was crammed deep into her mature pussy, and Elliott could see the stretched lips of her labia circling his big cock as it slid up and down inside her. Zeke was on his knees near the top of the bed, working her head back and forth on his thrusting cock. Elliott noticed that those sexy butterfly panties she’d been wearing were long gone too. The backs and insides of her thighs were glistening with both her own juices, and pearly tracings of the boys’ cum. Frothy strands of the stuff clung lewdly to her vulva and Gunner’s pistoning cock. Elliott wondered how many loads they’d already pumped into her. He could even see one big glistening wad matted into her pulled-back hair. It was obvious they’d been keeping her busy at both ends while he’d been doling out the tutoring lessons.
“You’re just in time to see us make her airtight again. Have a seat.” Jamal gestured to the easy chair Elliott had been sitting in previously. “Feel free to beat off if you want.”
With his eyes fixed on the lurid display going on before him, Elliott took his seat, his butt perched on the front edge of the chair, his cock quickly coming to attention. He looked down to see a wadded mass on the floor next to the chair, realizing it was those delicate butterfly panties she’d been wearing earlier. He watched as Jamal walked around the side of the bed, his huge weighty cock hanging out at an angle of about ninety degrees to his body. Elliott wondered how a thing that huge could ever fill up with blood without causing Jamal to pass out. But Elliott had seen it numerous times already at full erection, the enormous lance rising up towards the sky, as if defying anyone to deny what havoc it was about to wreak on its unsuspecting victim. Only this time, like the others these past days, the unsuspecting victim was Elliott’s mother, and she knew exactly what she was in store for when it came to taking that stallion-like cock inside her.
“The lube’s in here, right?” Jamal asked as he looked at Elliott and pointed to the bedside table.
“Uh, yes sir.”
Jamal opened the drawer and pulled out the purple bottle of Astroglide. He popped open the top and drooled a generous amount on the top of his cock. Leaving the open bottle on top of the table, he casually sauntered around to the foot of the bed as he wrapped his big mitt around his cock and worked the greasy gel all over his prick, his hand making a corkscrewing motion as he concentrated on the tip. Elliott saw that jaw-dropping cock get harder right before his eyes as Jamal worked it. He removed his hand for a minute when he was ready, the throbbing monster pointing right up towards the ceiling. The size and power of that enormous cock almost took Elliott’s breath away.
“Now, where is that one hole that needs some attention,” Jamal said as he clambered onto the bed on his hands and knees. He moved between Tanya’s parted knees and brought the shiny blunt head of his cock up to her pink little starfish. He wriggled the tip all around the puckered hole, wedging the tip in partway. Satisfied that it wasn’t going to pop out, he reached down and used the sheets to clean the greasy lube off his hands. He then reached forward and grabbed the MILF’s flared hips as he adjusted himself.
“Okay, boys, let’s give her what she wants.” With those words, he gripped her hips firmly and levered his hips, forcing his huge erection into her tight little chute.
“NNGGHHGGH…” Even with her mouth full of Zeke’s cock, Elliott heard his mother moan as Jamal’s long black prick slowly, mercilessly, made its way deep into her steaming guts. She never let up working on the cock in her mouth, slobbering noisily on it as Zeke worked his dong deep into her throat. Elliott hunkered down a bit so he could see better, his eyes zeroing in on the point where his mother’s body came together with Jamal’s and Gunner’s. By now, both boys were working their cocks back and forth in her hot holes, working together as they slammed their firm teenage bodies up against her middle-aged one. They were giving her every last inch, her pussy and bumhole filled with over 20″ of rock-hard boy-cock. But Elliott could tell by her moans of pleasure that she was loving it, loving every vigorous thrust they were giving her.
Having spotted her discarded panties lying next to him, Elliott picked them up. The lacy fabric was absolutely soaked. He brought it to his face and breathed deeply, inhaling the tantalizing scent of both his mother’s succulent feminine juices, and his bullies’ masculine cum. The intoxicating scent turned him on even more, and he stuffed the sodden piece of fabric into his mouth, his tongue rolling over the lacy material as he licked and sucked. Unable to control himself any longer, Elliott shucked off his jeans and underwear, his rigid cock needing his attention. He wrapped his hand around his throbbing dick and started to beat it like crazy as he watched the three boys work his mother over like a common whore.
Feeling the hot MILF twisting herself like crazy as she fucked back at them, Jamal let go of her hips and wrapped his hand around the base of her ponytail, grabbing hold of her ‘fuck handle’ as he’d promised. Elliott thought it looked wickedly obscene as Jamal worked her ponytail up and down as he fucked her in the ass. It looked like he was trying to tame a bucking bronco, but Elliott could see that the way his mother was thrashing about, she had no interest in being tamed.
“OH FUCK, I’M GONNA COME,” Zeke said as his head tipped back, his eyes closing in pleasure.
“GLUMMPPHH… GLUMMPPHH…” Elliott heard that nasty swallowing sound coming from his mother as Zeke went off, his spitting cockhead deep in her avidly sucking mouth. The other two boys kept hammering away at her, the bed creaking like crazy as they drove every last inch into her two hot holes. Zeke’s orgasm finally ended, the MILF swallowing every creamy drop of his seed. Elliott wondered if the boy was going to pull out and take a rest, but, as if reading Elliott’s mind, the next thing he said put that idea to bed.
“Keep sucking on it, baby,” he said as he reached forwarded and tenderly stroked her face. “With the way you can suck, that hot mouth of yours will have me ready to go again in no time.”
As his mother continued to feverishly suck, Elliott could hear her soft moans and whimpers of pleasure getting louder and escalating as the other two boys continued to work her over. She was still working with them as they fucked her, twisting and grinding her body every which way as the two huge cocks plundered and satisfied her wanton needs. As they once again bottomed out at the same time inside her, she let out a loud muffled squeal as she climaxed, her pussy gushing like mad as she sprayed her juices all over Gunner.
“Fuck, she’s a hot one,” Gunner mumbled from beneath her. “I’m gonna come too. HERE YOU GO… TAKE IT, BLONDIE!” the boy groaned as he started to go off in her furnace-like cunt. He pasted her insides, bathing those oily tissues with rope after rope of potent cock-spit.
“You fuckers, you’ve got me coming to,” Jamal said as he rolled his hips salaciously, stirring the MILF’s insides provocatively as his own climax hit. He thrust it good and hard into her tight little bum, his shaven midsection slapping up against her curvy bum noisily as he kept it buried to the hilt… and shot. Torrents of spunk rifled from his spewing cockhead as he flooded her insides, filling her hot guts with his cum.
Watching the boys come three in a row, with his mother coming at the same time as well, was all it took for Elliott’s pumping hand to take him over the edge. He heard himself groan deep in his throat as his boiling semen sped up the shaft of his bucking cock. His flagrantly jerking hand had his cock going off like there was no tomorrow. He didn’t even try to control himself, gobs of jizz rocketing a good six feet across the room before falling to the floor. He kept flogging his log, and his prick kept spitting, ribbons and wads of cum littering the floor in front of the chair.
“I guess you liked the show,” Jamal said, looking over his shoulder as Elliott’s jerking hand eventually slowed, the last dregs of cum drooling from the tip of his cock. “Stick around for the next act. You’ll have just as much fun watching that one.”
With his orgasm over, Jamal let go of Tanya’s ponytail and backed out, his long heavy cock glistening as it came into view. Tanya shifted about on her hands and knees, with Gunner’s spent prick coming out of her pussy in a slippery rush.
“Turn her over,” Zeke said. “That sweet mouth has me ready to go already and I want to fuck that hot pussy of hers while she’s on her back this time.”