Their touching and feeling and finally fucking in the kitchen had started Tim’s motor running and he was ready to take his mother to bed. He knew this was going to be the night when he got his way. He could tell by her actions that Jill was also ready for the final act in their little game. Tim caressed Jill’s ass as they went up the stairs to their rooms to change into something more comfortable and, he hoped, more sexy. As Tim picked out just the shorts of his boxer style PJ’s in his room, Jill was standing naked in front of her closet looking over her nighties. When the doorbell rang and someone opened the door to the kitchen. Jill looked at the clock in surprise…it was almost nine-thirty who would be stopping by at this time of night?
“Hello, Jill…are you home? Hello?”
Jill recognized Cindy Harris, next to Carrie Cindy was her closest friend. “Oh no,” she thought. “What could she want now?”
“Be right down, Cindy. Have a seat.” Damn, Jill thought. Damn, damn, damn. I’ll have to get rid of her. There was a light tap on her door. She hurried over and pulled it open.
Tim stared at his mother’s nipples- rigid from the cool air rushing over them- then trailed his eyes to the tuft of hair on her Venus mound. Stepping inside he dropped to his knees and reaching out grabbed the cheeks of her ass drawing her forward. Before Jill was quite aware of what was happening he had driven his wet tongue between the lips of her pussy and licked upward across the still sensitive tip of her clitoris. She gasped in surprise and pleasure. Before she could stop him he had pumped his tongue in and out of her moistening lips half a dozen times. Jill groaned. She was instantly as hot as she had been earlier.
“Tim, no, please, no. I have to get dressed. Have to go down stairs. She’ll think it’s funny if I don’t go down or tell her to come up.”
“Tell her to call for a pizza, we were going to have one anyway. It’ll keep her busy,” Tim said. If she has her way she’ll talk all night. I want to go to your bed early.
“I said you could decide what you wanted to do to me…I would decide when.”
“Tell her. It’s important,” he insisted.
Jill called down to Cindy and convinced her to call for the pizza while Jill got ready.
“Okay what was so important?”
Tim dropped his PJ bottoms. His rigid cock stood purpled headed between them. He pulled her toward the bed.
“Lay down a minute, please.”
Jill was reluctant, but she did as he asked. He probably wants to suck me until I cum she thought. Well, that shouldn’t take long. Her pussy was still itching for cock after their quickie afternoon session. Wanting to get her hands wrapped around his massive cock helped convince her it would only take a minute for both of them to cum. She spread out and made room for him on the bed. As she expected he knelt between her legs and began kissing her quivering stomach. Wet lips and a wet tongue trailed up to her breasts and flicked first her right nipple then her left. The nipples stiffened and Jill arched her back slightly as her tits reached for his sucking mouth. He did it again and again. His teeth nipped the rigid flesh. The pink tongue flicked out and tortured the tan ring of nerves surrounding the hard protrusion. He lapped her full bulging breast with saliva-laden swipes. And lapped, and lapped. At first gently, then with more demanding suction his hot mouth devoured the nipple, the areola and finally the whole front quarter of her firm breast. It was cannibal like. If he had chewed her flesh she couldn’t have felt more consumed. She wanted to scream, to cry, to claw him, to bite him, to cum and cum. Her passage flooded, a stream of fluid bathed her channel and petal like lips.
Suddenly his mouth was gone…where? What had happened? She needed it…that tongue, those lips…not now – he couldn’t quit. She grabbed his head as wet trails streaked back and forth across her stomach, going lower, ever lower, He rustled the hair on her mound, sucked it between his clamping lips. It pulled pleasantly on the cleft below. She spread her legs giving him room…arched her back again, wanting his mouth on her penis like clit thrusting from under its hood.
But he kissed and licked down the crease between her swollen pussy and her thigh. Nibbling bird like on the rise of her lips leading to her open inner lips, to her dripping channel. Now and then nipping on her inner lips, mixing his saliva with her slippery dew.
Tim slid his hands and arms one after the other under her upper thighs and cupped her hot firm rounded ass cheeks. He slid to his belly and placed himself on a level with her dripping, spread, pink pussy. Unable to control herself, Cindy long gone from her thoughts, she reached down and spread the lips of her saturated cunt, opening her channel, exposing her clit, wishing she could draw his whole head into her screaming opening.
“Suck me, baby. Eat me. Eat mommy’s pussy, honey. Lick it. Please, baby, I need to cum. Right now. I need it. Turn around and let me play with your cock. I’ll suck you. I want to feel your hard pole.”
But Tim had thought about this all day and was not going to be denied, Cindy or no Cindy. Although he knew it hadn’t been that long since his mother had called down to her, he didn’t want Cindy walking in on them.
“Tell Cindy you’ll be right down, but tell her to wait for the pizza man…hurry tell her before she comes up.”