“OH FUCK… HERE IT COMES… SWALLOW THAT SHIT,” Zeke groaned as he started to go off, rifling rope after rope of milky cum into Tanya’s mouth.
“OH YEAH… GONNA FILL THAT PRETTY PUSSY OF YOURS,” Gunner added as he started to climax as well. He kept her legs spread wide open, her sexy red-soled shoes pointing to the top corners of the van as he poured himself into her, dousing her clutching twat with shot after shot of his potent seed.
“Sounds like I should join the fun,” Jamal said as he opened the driver’s door. Elliott heard Jamal walk around to the back and then he saw the rear door open, just as Zeke sat back and Gunner pulled his spent prick out of his mother’s gooey cunt.
“Let me in there, white boy,” Jamal said to Gunner as he climbed in and closed the door behind him. In seconds flat, he shucked off his jeans as well, tossing them onto the back seat with the others. Like the other boys, he too left his t-shirt on. He reached down and gave his majestic prick a couple of vigorous strokes, his pumping hand bringing fresh hot blood into his stiffening cock.
Zeke moved to the side and made way as Gunner took his place and rubbed his sticky cock all over Tanya’s face. “Lick that clean for me, blondie. Lick up every drop of that cunt-honey of yours.”
Elliott saw her tongue eagerly reach out and almost curl around Gunner’s semi-hard prick as he moved it back and forth over her face. “That’s it. That’s a good girl,” the blonde boy said.
“Okay, sweetheart, now that these guys have finished teasing you with those little pea-shooters of theirs,” Jamal said as he moved between Tanya’s spread legs, “it’s time to let you feel a man-sized cock stretch that middle-aged cunt of yours.”
With that being said, he leaned forward and slipped the knob of his big black cock between her slick petals. With the head of his prick nestled tightly in her labial gates, he leaned forward and drove it balls-deep with one smooth, hard, merciless stroke.
“OH FUCCGGGHH…” Tanya let out a loud wail as Jamal buried himself deep, the broad flared head of his cock bumping up against her cervix. That was all it took to trigger an intense vaginal orgasm, the luxurious sensations shooting through her with all the subtlety of a bomb going off. She spasmed and convulsed like she was having a fit. Her legs scissored in the air as the overwhelming tingles of delight shot to every nerve ending. Jamal held on for dear life as she almost threw him off, her hips slamming up and down like a bucking bronco.
“Oh God… so big… so fucking big… aaahhh… so fucking good…” she moaned as her climax slowly started to wane, but Elliott could see she had intention of going anywhere. The way she continued to roll her hips back up against Jamal made it clear she wanted more.
“See, guys, I told you she needed a man-sized cock,” Jamal said as he gave his friends one of those glaring smiles. He wriggled his hips, causing Tanya to moan deeply in her throat. “All right, sweetheart, let’s go for two, shall we?” Jamal leaned over her in the push-up position and then really started to fuck her.
Jamal was fucking her so hard that Elliott thought the black boy was going to drive her right through the floorboards and chassis of the van. But Elliott’s heart beat faster as he saw his mother’s legs come up as she circled them around Jamal’s back, her sexy shoes crossing over each other behind Jamal’s muscular butt-cheeks. Within just a minute or so of Jamal’s vigorous fucking, she started with that high-pitched whimpering again.
“She’s gonna come again,” Jamal said as he kept jackhammering his thick black cock into her. “Stick something in her mouth or everybody in the place will hear her.”
Gunner had just the thing. Like Zeke, he gripped her head in his hands and plugged his rising prick into her mouth. His fingers feathered deep into her blonde hair as he moved her mouth back and forth, fucking his stiffening dick deeper into her mouth.
Elliott heard her make those nasty gagging sounds again, but he could tell from the tone that she loved it, that she wanted more, that she needed it. And Jamal was right, less than a minute later, she came again, and Gunner helped stifle her shrieks of ecstasy by keeping her mouth full of his big hard cock.
“Hurry up, Jamal, I haven’t had a shot at that pussy yet,” Zeke said as he reached in from the other side of the MILF and mauled her big tits.
Elliott saw Zeke slip his hand right down inside the neckline of her dress, filling his hand with her soft warm mounds.
*
This went on for the rest of the first show, with the three boys taking turns in whatever hole they wanted. Elliott had quietly moved from the front seat to the back seat, wanting a better view. The boys kept his mother in her tiny black dress and sexy stilettos the whole time. By the time the first movie was done, her dress was already a mess, spackled and dotted with clumps and ribbons of milky white cum.
As if on cue when the first movie ended, the boys decided to take a break. They retrieved their jeans from the backseat and pulled them on before piling out of the back door.
“We’re going to the concession stand, sweetheart,” Jamal said. “Do you want something to drink? I imagine that throat of yours is a little sore right now.”
“Yes, please,” Tanya croaked out, her voice raspy.
“Okay. Elliott, get in there and do your thing. I want Mommy cleaned up and ready to go for the second show.”
Jamal closed the back door and Elliott heard the mumble of the boys’ voices as they walked off. He looked into the rear of the van, his mother laying there on the stained old mattress, her hair a dishevelled mess on the pillow beneath her. Her legs were spread wide open, cum oozing out of every orifice. Her dress was spackled and dotted with milky gobs and pearly ropes of jizz, but the boys had left the dress on her the whole time. Elliott knew there was something about fucking someone dressed in something so sexy that the boys loved. It made it seem more illicit and nasty for them to fuck her like that. He loved it too. “Are you okay, Mom?” he finally asked.
“Oh God, baby,” his mother cooed back in a warm voice. “I’m better than okay. Oh man, do those boys ever know how to fuck, each one of them. And they’re all so big, and they just get so wonderfully hard.” She paused for a second as her eyes flicked over to meet Elliott’s. “I’m sorry you have to see this, baby, but Mommy’s doing this to help you. They haven’t been picking on you, right? We both have to do what we can so you’re safe and happy. You are happy, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
“Yes Mom.” Elliott couldn’t keep the smile off his face. He knew his mother was justifying her sluttish behavior by claiming she was doing it for him. They both knew better, but if it made her happy to say those things, he was fine with that. And she was right, the boys had ceased picking on him since they’d started all this just a week ago.
“Well then, you better get back here and do as Jamal said. They’ll be back soon.”
Elliott clambered through the opening in the rear seat and got to his knees on the crappy old mattress. Like his mother’s room often did these days, the rear of the van smelled like cock, cunt, and cum. He was realizing that sinfully lurid scent was becoming his favorite these days, replacing in his brain the intoxicating fragrance from Cinnabon that drew him like a magnet every time he went to the mall. Compared to Cinnabon, he’d take the smell of his mother’s cunt any day. Shaking his head to bring himself back to the task at hand, he scrambled between his mother’s legs as she sat up and braced herself with her hands behind her.
“Go ahead, baby. They’ve really filled me up. You better get to work.”
Elliott could see she was right about that. There was cum everywhere. He dove onto her pussy first, pressing the flat of his tongue against the bottom of her pleasure-groove and drawing it slowly upwards. His tongue was covered with spunk before he’d reached her clit, and he swallowed, feeling the viscous teenage cum slide smoothly down his throat. He licked all around her pouty mound, cleaning the surface thoroughly before slipping his tongue inside.
“That’s it, baby. There’s a lot in there. Get it all.”
His mother’s words encouraged Elliott even more. He sucked at her seeping opening and sent his tongue far up along those moist coital walls as he gathered in the warm cream. It took a long time, but he eventually got as much out of her as he could. Knowing time was running short, as his mother lay back and rolled her hips up, he dove down lower, attending to her seeping bum-hole. He pressed the flat of his tongue against her tender hole and rolled it all around, cleaning her bum-cheeks as best he could. He then concentrated on her pink pucker, pressing his lips right against the tiny little hole and feathering his tongue into her steaming guts. There was just as much cum up that chute as there’d been in her pussy, and he sucked feverishly, drawing every warm drop out of her and into his belly.
“C’mon, baby. Come up here and clean my face now.”
His mother lay back on the stained pillow as Elliott crawled up beside her and leaned over her pretty face. Her hair had come out of the scrunchie at some point. Her lustrous blonde locks were matted and clumped with gobs of spunk as it lay on the pillow like a golden halo around her face. He could see that her lipstick had been smudged off long ago from the constant abuse her mouth had taken. Her lips were puffy, but she looked happier than he’d ever seen her. There were spackles and ribbons of cum all over her face as well, just like the rest of her. He lowered his tongue and licked the soft skin of her face, gathering up the pearly remnants of teenage semen. When he was done and sat back, her face shone with a fine sheen of his drying saliva, every drop of cum sitting in his stomach.
“Pass me my purse,” his mother said as she propped herself up again. “I want to put on a fresh coat of lipstick before they get back. I know Jamal will like that.”