It was late Saturday afternoon having nothing better to do, I went to the mall. While I was wandering around, I happened to notice the display window of the Naughty Nighty Boutique. What caught my eye was the extreme detailing on the life like mannequins. Their perky breasts the tips of their nipples even their pussy mounds and the cracks between the cheeks of their sharply asses were clearly defined and outlined under the thin material of the skimpy garments they were posed in leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination.
Naturally I went over to the window to get a better look at the sexy dummies. While I was admiring them, I noticed one that was almost hidden in the back of the display. The reason it caught my eye was because it looked so out of place with the other much younger looking dolls.
It was obvious that it was supposed to be a mature woman. The thing had long black hair that cascaded down over its milky white shoulders. And it was dressed in an old fashion white satin nightgown unlike the sheer negligees of the other much younger looking dummies.
There was something vaguely familiar about this one that I couldn't quite place. I just stood there staring at it for a moment trying to figure out what it was. While I was looking it over, I noticed that the nightgown had a deep V shaped front that barely covered its ample breasts and went down to its navel. As I searched my mind. The old collection of VHS tapes my parents kept hidden in their bedroom closet came to mind.
Then it hit me. The thing reminded me of that old time porn star, Kay Parker from those classic Taboo movies. Kay was a heavy chested raven haired beauty. She had a thick mat of black pubic hair that not only covered her mound of Venus and womanhood. She also had a wide trail of fine black hairs on the insides of her thighs that tapered off as they ran down towards her knees. She was my all-time favorite mature woman to fantasize about as I jerked-off in my teens.
While I was admiring that doll, one of the best sex scenes I ever saw with Kay Parker started coming back to me. She was in bed tossing and turning having one of those frustrating wet dreams. In her dream, Kay was sucking off some guy with a big cock then in the next instant the guy was on top of her grunting as he plunged his dick in and out her making her and groan, "Aah," with every inward thrust of his pecker.
Kay, in turn was rolling her head and lifting her hips, with every stroke taking him deeper into the depths of her womanhood. But before she could get off. The guy pulled his cock out of her and stroked it as he shot his endless stream of sperm on her belly and between her tits.
I closed my eyes and drew in my breath as my cock twitched and hardened in my jeans. Then I let the rest of that erotic scene unfolded in my mind. Kay was still half asleep and breathing heavily as she rolled her head and played with her big beautiful boobs. Then she desperately yanked the covers off reached down and pulled up the hem of her nightgown and spread her legs revealing that mouth watering treasure between her thighs.
Oh my God, the sight of her black hairy gash always took my breath away and made my cock throb and ooze pre-cum.
Then she began frantically playing with herself trying to get the sexual relief she so desperately needed. But it was a fruitless endeavor. Because what Kay needed only a man could give her and she knew it.
She slid out of bed and began pacing the hallway peering longingly into her son's bedroom. Of course he was completely naked and sound asleep. His arms out stretched across the bed and his legs were spread apart with his huge limp dick resting lifelessly on his abdomen.
Kay finally stepped into his room and just stood there staring at his cock as she pondered her thoughts with an undeniable look of lust on her face.
She obviously knew what she was about to do was wrong. But Kay was in such a lust crazed state of arousal she couldn't help herself and finally gave in to that burning yearning need between her thighs and went over and sat on the edge of his bed.
Kay drew in her breath and sighed as she let go of the last of her self-restrain and took his limp dick in her hands and lifted it up. Then she closed her eyes and lovingly rubbed her cheek against the head of her son's penis.
Then Kay, kissed the tip of his lifeless dick and licked it down to his scrotum and sucked his hairy balls one at a time. After that she gave him a sloppy wet blow job that any normal red blooded man would die for.
In the next instant she was on top of him guiding his now fully erect penis between her thighs rubbing it up and down over her crotch until she got it nestled between her pussy lips pressing against her opening.
Then she drew in her breath and sighed a long drawn out, "Ooh," as she slowly slid down on his big stiff dick and filled herself up with it.
Holy shit! That wonderfully erotic look on her face as she impaled herself on her son's dick always brought me to the brink of orgasm.
Listening to her moaning and groaning was like music to my young horny perverted ears as she rode him to an intense mind blowing body shaking orgasm. While I rapidly stoked my cock to a mind blowing sperm spurting orgasm.
After that it was almost anti-climactic watching her big tits flopping around as her son, plunged his cock in and out of her sloppy wet cunt until Kay fianlly grimaced and groaned, "Aah," as she arched her back in yet another orgasm. That gave my spent dick another minor twitch.
The scene finally ended with her son tittie fucking her and shooting his load of sperm in her wide open mouth, on her face and in her hair.
My sexual fantasies of Kay Parker remain with me to this very day.
I had a brief fling with this plump redhead I went to I high school with. Just by chance I happen to meet her again in a bar one night. I honestly don't remember much about that night, because I already had few too many drinks when she came in. But what I do remember is the next morning when I met her mother. They looked nothing alike.
Her mother's name was Kitty and she reminded me so much of Kay Parker I almost asked for her autograph and I instantly got an erection.
However Kitty let me know that I met her the night before and I made some inappropriate sexual comments to her.
I quickly found out she loved putting me on the spot and breaking my balls. She thought nothing of grabbing my dick and telling me to take it out. It was obvious that she liked being talked dirty to and treated like an old whore. So I'd ask her, "if she wanted to suck it."
She'd reply, "maybe," as she'd seductively lick her puffy red lips lift her eyebrows and rub her hand over my cock and squeeze it.
That's usually when Eva would yell, "Stop it, you two, you're embarressing me."
But I'd always end up blushing with a huge erection and Kitty would be enjoying herself at my expense.
As the ill-conceived relationship between me and Eva went downhill. I found that the only way I could get off when I was having sex with her was to fantasize about her mother.
As soon as I'd close my eyes and visualize Kitty laying on her back with her legs spread, my cock would spring to life and get so hard it hurt. Then I'd lose control of myself and squeeze the huge mushy cheeks of Eva's plump ass and pound myself into her as hard and fast as I could.
Eva was a loud foul mouthed slut that liked it rough. The rougher the better and she didn't care who heard her. So she'd yell, "Oh God, that's it, don't stop, fuck me harder, you big prick."
Her passionate demands coupled with the image of her mother in my mind would inspire me. So I'd slam myself into her. I'd ram her so hard and fast that the headboard would be banging against the wall and the bed springs would be squeaking.
Eva didn't care about the noise as long as she was getting what she wanted and that was to be fucked, hard and deep.
