Chapter 3
Kate didn't know it, didn't know her son was watching her depravity from the shadows, didn't know her son was stroking his strong hot young cock watching her, but her son Callum was right. She was about to cum.
Her feelings boiled in her belly like molten lava, and her lust climbed. "Lick my clit, Graham... yes, just like that."
He lifted his head for breath. "You're such a hot slut, such a hot hot..."
Kate pulled his mouth back down to her soaking pussy. "Hush and drink my juice... eat me... suck my clit, you sweet hot bastard. Suck my clit, suck your hot slut's clit... suck it like cock. Suck it you hot fucking bastard."
He did. Pursed his lips around her hard clit and sucked. He sucked hard.
The rockets from his sucking mouth shot her over the top.
"That's it, Graham... suck me, suck your hot slut, suck me suck me suck meeeeee."
She thought she was going to die. His mouth drew her clit in hard just as she had instructed, like he was sucking a tiny cock, and his tongue flicked against it and circled around as he sucked. She clutched at his head with one hand, clinging to him not so much to keep him under control as to keep herself from grinding and bucking so hard that she flung herself off her seat. Kate's other hand was again buried in her mouth to keep from crying out so loudly for fear the neighbors would hear. The last time she'd actually cum was university, but she did remember that when she did cum she was loud, really loud, scary loud.
Then Graham's teeth bit down on her clit and ground against it.
Kate's insides exploded. She bucked, cried out, then fisting her mouth, and growled a long hard moan that quivered, quaked with release.
So long, it's been sooo long so longggggg....oh god I'm cumming I'm cumming, I'm cumminnnggggg...so hard, so hard, so hard, oh my goddddd...
Graham's mind was exploding. This magical woman's cunt tasted so good, delicious, ambrosia of the gods... something awakened in him, a primal beast roused in his heart and cock of which he had been unaware. Her scent overwhelmed him as she bucked and ground herself against his face. His face dripped with her juices as he laid his head on her muscular thigh and felt her thigh flex firm against his face.
Jesus, she's such a hot slut. Loves sex, loves to cum... loves cum. Oh my god she loves cum!
It was a revelation, that a woman could feel that way, though he had suspected some did or might, they just prevented themselves from feeling it. As her thigh slowly relaxed to soft aftershocks, little quakes that quivered against his cheek in rhythm to her gasping breaths, he felt the most wondrous relaxation ease through him, deeply warm, even as his cock still raged hard and throbbed for more. He felt her hand slowly sift her fingers through his hair.
"Graham." Her voice was soft, low, husky, languid. "Graham, I need you up on the sofa again."
He opened his eyes and looked up at her. She was the loveliest woman he'd ever beheld. Soft dark brown hair framed her face, angular jawline and cheekbones a strong man would die for and those lips...
god those beautiful lips had sucked hard on his cock. Oh god. Ohgodohgodohgod.
She stood, took his hands and pulled him to his feet. She was almost as tall as he. She gently pushed him backwards until he felt the sofa against the backs of his calves and was forced to sit down.
She straddled him. She did not take him inside, but simply spread her thighs wide and settled on him, rubbing and cradling his cock between the lips of her cunt, sliding her dripping wet lips back and forth.
He took a deep breath. "Slowly, please. I won't last long this way. I want it to last."
I don't want it to end, but I can't say that, can I?
She leaned down and kissed him, deeply. He could taste himself on her lips and suddenly thought
she can taste herself on
me
as well
. His hips bucked at that thought of their own accord.
Callum's mind was exploding as well. His cock was harder than he'd thought possible. His shorts were soaked from cumming hard before and his cock was tenting them out and was dripped clear precum again. He had to take his hands off of his cock and balls entirely or he knew he was going to gush another load of cum. He didn't want to. Not yet. The thought had entered his mind to have his mum for himself. He imagined himself in the position of the young man.
But she's my mum. But she's such a hot fucking cum slut. Ohhh, Mum. Oh fuck, oh Mum.
He had never seen his mum in any condition remotely like this. She had always been smart, strong and athletic with her running and attractive in an objective kind of way. At church she was always one of the more attractive women there, slim, well dressed, and very much a proper mum.
Now he could not believe it. Those same strong legs, that same wonderfully curved hips and bottom, the strong stomach he'd seen in running clothes and in a swim suit now moved like a cat in heat, moved like the cum-loving whore of his dreams, her hips grinding, rubbing her cunt lips back and forth on the young man's cock. Callum eased out from his hiding place just enough, stood up straight enough to see the head of the young man's cock emerge between his mum's cunt lips, glistening with his mum's cunt juices.
Oh god Mum. You slutty hot cum whore, god mum I want to fuck you so bad.
Callum could not believe he was thinking such things, such forbidden dreams, the hot forbidden dreams he was witnessing right now. He pressed his hand around his cock again. His cock was straining hard and slick as it could be from the constant stream of precum his mum inspired. His balls had already pumped huge streams of cum into his trousers and now were boiling to gush again. He slid his soaked trousers off. Callum was now naked from the waist down, his cock jutting hard. If his mum had stared into the shadows she'd have seem her own son staring at her with intense primal lust, pumping his own cock right in her direction. That thought took him over.
Watch me, mum. Watch me pump my cock and cum all over you. Oh Jesus I'm going straight to hell, but I don't care. I want to fuck you mum, I want to fuck you like the hot cum whore that you are.
Kate wanted to be fucked like a hot cum whore. In fact her every thought was taken up by the feel of Graham's cock, hard as she rubbed her clit against it. His cock was so thick, rampant, hard as metal and dripping. She rubbed her soaking cunt lips along his cock... teasing him... letting his cock feel. The deep primal moan from Graham thrilled her.
It's been too long. I never should have given this up, to think I could ever have given up fucking, given up cock. Just admit it, girl. You have to have this, you have to fuck. You need it like you need to breathe. You're a cum slut of the first order. Ohhh Godddd.
Callum agreed, could not take his eyes off his mum's hot grinding on this young man, nor could he take his hand from his dripping cock. He then focused on his mum's nipples. They stood up nicely, well-shaped, strong... his mum's nipples were beautiful.
I've sucked her nipples. I've sucked my mum's nipples. I never knew they were so hot and God, I want to suck them again.
The thought almost drove him over the edge, especially when his mum lay on top of the young man and held her nipples over his mouth. He heard her whisper something in the young man's ear. The young man looked up at her and whispered something back. She nodded, mouthed something else and the young man drew Callum's mum's nipple into his mouth. The look that came over his mum's face was indescribable. Her eyes closed tight, her mouth opened and she gasped. Callum watched his mum's stomach contract, and her hips grind hard against the young man's cock, her strong muscles rippling beneath her skin.
My mum's a whore. She's a hot fucking cum whore. My mum's a fucking cum whore who can't get enough cock and I want to fill her...
Callum stopped thinking for a moment because of the primitive darkness of it... forbidden... yet... he felt himself turning animal, primal... the thought burst back into his brain, raging hot...
I want to fill her with cock... I want to fill my mum with cum.
"Suck my nipple, Graham."
