C Ralston - Donny_s hot mother
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C K Ralston
Donny_s hot mother
CHAPTER ONE
"Christ, I'm fuckin' horny!" Laurel Hutton sighed softly, putting her finger suddenly and accurately upon the uneasy tension that had assaulted her all day.
Laurel was standing beside the tiny swimming pool which graced her suburban home's high-fenced, smallish backyard. It was early spring and a little cool to be dressed as she was, in a tiny string bikini, but Laurel wanted another deep, rich tan this year and she knew it would be warm enough once she settled down onto the sun-warmed tile beside the pool.
"Men go ga-ga over a tall, slim blonde with big tits and a chocolate tan," Laurel muttered to herself as she knelt on the warm surface.
Laurel loved men, or at least she loved cock, the stunning divorcee smiled to herself. The long hard cock that thrust out from between their legs, the part that rutted her juicy, sensation-filled pussy to heaven almost every night.
Two things about the last thought made Laurel's beautiful face curve into a frown. Number one, the man she had been with last night had come too soon much too soon and he had been too old to do much after the first time. Number two, Donny, Laurel's teenaged son, was starting to become resentful about his mom's many "boyfriends", her euphemism for the endless stream of men who had fucked their way into and out of the insatiable blonde's life over the last two years.
Donny was growing up, and he was beginning to look askance at Laurel now when she explained an all-night absence with some wild tale about flat tires or a fog so thick that it was impossible to drive home through. He was starting to look as untrusting as his father had before abruptly packing his bags two years ago and stomping out of the house forever.
Laurel undid her bikini top and lay forward on the hot pavement, relishing the heat against her big, sensitive nipples. Her mouth made a little pout, like a child brooding about denied candy.
It wasn't fair! Laurel told herself. She shouldn't have to give up fucking just so Donny wouldn't find out what a hot, uncontrollable nature his mom had. That thought really scared Laurel because she had just turned thirty-two a week before. Even though there wasn't an ounce of fat on the perfect body nor a sag visible anywhere Laurel was terrified of getting old and suddenly losing the cock-hardening sex appeal she had exhibited since she had been Donny's age.
As if to assure herself that her good, looks hadn't vanished as she thought about losing them, Laurel raised up onto her elbows and turned to examine her sleek, sexy body in the bright sunlight. She smiled as she eyed the deep, firm contours of her near-perfect ass, the supple, bulgeless line of her smooth thighs and calves, the smallness of her waistline.
A movement behind the sliding glass patio door caught Laurel's eye and she turned to see what it was. Donny was peeking out from around the half-open curtain, watching his mom twisting and turning on the warm tiles. The handsome young teen's eyes were wide with fear, as he realized that he had been caught red-handed staring at his mother's naked, bobbling tits.
Laurel smiled at her only child and waved, the motion making her left breast jiggle even more. Donny gulped and waved back limply, surprised by his mother's calmness.
"Whatcha' doing?" Laurel called out. "Why don't you come out and swim, you chicken. The water's not THAT cold!"
Donny giggled, embarrassed, and shrugged his shoulders. He ducked back behind the curtain.
Laurel chuckled and put her head down on her arms, sunning herself once more. Her heart was beating crazily with excitement, a weird, unexpected kind of excitement caused by the way she had shamelessly shown her body off to her own son. The beauty told herself that she had done it all so coolly because she didn't want the boy to grow up with any guilt about nakedness or sex. But the hammering heart inside her ribcage told Laurel that she had also shown her tits off to Donny for quite another reason: it turned her on to exhibit herself to men, any man, even her own flesh and blood!
Laurel decided that a mom-son talk session was called for, the sooner the better. She told herself that she wouldn't allow the kinky thrill she got from baring her tits to Donny to happen again. She got up and put on her top, resolved to sit with Donny and talk things out until she was sure he was on the right track about, sex. She was determined to be a good mom for once, to put her baser instincts to rest at least temporarily.
Inside the house, Laurel looked first in the kitchen for her son but there was no sign of the always-hungry teenager. She went down the hall to his room.
The door was slightly ajar when Laurel reached for it, and a low moan from inside the room made her hand stop before touching the handle. Laurel moved up close to the small crack left by the partially open door and looked inside. Reflected in his dresser mirror, the anxious young mother could see Donny spread out on the bed, his clothes scattered about the room, his hand moving furiously up and down over his groin.
"Good God!" Laurel whispered to herself. "What a big cock for a kid!"
It was true. Her darling Donny had become a good deal more manly somewhere along the way. The last time she had seen him naked, his balls had been two cute, tiny marbles in a hairless sac. Now they were the fur-covered, plum-sized ovals of a grown man.
But it was the boy's cock that really took Laurel's breath away. The six-inch, throbbing prick that Donny was so fervently stroking was one of the thickest, reddest cylinders of prick-meat Laurel had ever drooled over. And she had seen her share, that was for sure!
Donny was groaning, his boyish ass lifting up off the bed, his eyes closed with lust as his come approached. His closed fist went faster, his breathing became more ragged. Small, grunted words spilled from his curled lips, and Laurel leaned closer to the door to hear what he was babbling.
"Fuck shit oh oh, Jesus what tits!" Donny was gasping, his body going rigid, his hand stopping frozen on his cock. "Oh, Mama, I want your big, big tiiiiiits!"
The boy screamed and started pumping his fist wildly once again. His nuts jerked and a blob of creamy goo shot high in the air above Donny's twisting body.
Laurel felt her cunt build to a rapid, unexpected boil as she watched her boy jacking off. It had been a long time since the voluptuous thirty-two-year-old had seen a young boy come. She had forgotten the incredible amount of pussy-pleasing ball juice a boy this age could generate. It was a far cry from the two small squirts of jism Laurel's fortyish, rich date from the night before had managed to conjure up and pump into her eager cunt before he collapsed, heavy and spent, on her still unsatisfied body. She found herself wondering what it might be like, having a young, virile teenager rutting inside her, spewing out his wad after wad of hot spunk, the way Donny was moaning and pumping it out right now!
The very notion of being on the receiving end of such a heavenly come deluge made Laurel weak in the knees and even hotter in the crotch. The stunning blonde pushed the door open a bit wider, so that she could see every pearly drop of the youngster's hot outpouring as it rocketed out of his wilting prick. She couldn't believe the amount of cream the boy was unloading. Her cunt twitched wildly as she watched it spurt into the air and fall splashing onto the rug and bedspread.
"M-Mama," Donny suddenly croaked, his nearly closed eyes snapping wide open as he saw his mother peeking through the crack in the door.
"My God, honey, there sure was a lot of that stuff!" Laurel grinned approvingly, stepping into the room.
She didn't know what else to say or do. She could give the boy a lecture on self-abuse, but she didn't really think jerking off was very abusive, and, besides, she would have felt hypocritical about chewing him out for doing something she had enjoyed watching as much as she had enjoyed this.
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