"Bobby! Why are you—What are you doing here?" Alice stammered. She flushed, and she imagined that her face must be almost as red as her hair.
Bobby just smiled broadly. "You ask a lot of questions, Mom. I'm gettin' ready to fuck you, that's what I'm doing."
He was already on his knees between Alice's legs, spreading her slim, toned thighs with his strong young hands. Too stunned to move, Alice could only watch as her son lowered his face to her pussy. His breath was soft and warm on the sensitive flesh of her cuntal folds.
The tiniest "oh!" was all that escaped Alice's lips when Bobby started licking and kissing and probing her open slit with his tongue—but when he finally closed his lips around the bud of her clit and gently sucked, she screamed and gyrated wildly and clawed at the carpet.
"Oops!" Bobby raised his head. "Don't cum. Not yet." He leaned forward to kiss his mother full on the mouth...a long, lingering kiss, as his tongue darted between her softly parted, astonished lips. She tasted her own juices on his mouth.
"Please don't," Alice pleaded, breaking the kiss.
"I won't put my dick in you, Mom," Bobby said reassuringly. "Not unless you ask me to."
He rolled onto his side next to his mother, folding his arms around her and holding her close. Alice immediately regretted her instinctive moment of hesitation and resistance. She desperately wanted cock. Yet she couldn't fuck her own son. She couldn't!
But oh how she needed to cum with a man inside!
Bobby's body was all sinew and hard angles, taut muscle with no excess fat. His prick was a big one, maybe the biggest she'd seen. She supposed that might have simply been her motherly bias; after all, what mother didn't think of her own son as the very best?
Alice supposed there was only one way to judge for certain: direct comparison where it mattered.
Bobby nudged her onto her side and cuddled up closer behind her, pressing his hard chest and stomach against her back. It felt good, even more so when he reached around from behind, cupped her big boobs and lightly tweaked her nipples.
Better still was the feeling of his big, rigid prick gliding against the crack of her ass. So good, and yet she thought it a little awkward, too. Perhaps it wasn't too comfortable for Bobby to have his cock trapped that way.
Alice lifted and bent one leg, stretching it back over Bobby's hip and resting her high-arched foot along the back of his thigh.
Seeing his opening, Bobby slid his prick between his mother's legs so that it stuck out in front beneath her crotch.
It looked to Alice as if the long shaft curving rising up between her thighs was part of her. In a way it was...and it
should
be, she thought. She couldn't resist touching it, trailing her fingers along the underside and up to the big cock-head. It was slick with warm pre-cum, ready for a fuck.
"Oh God this is hot." Alice heard one of the women on the sofa mutter in a voice so low and guttural that she couldn't tell whether it was Elaine or Jamie. Nor did it matter anymore that they were there, watching, or what they were doing while they watched.
Bobby slowly pulled his prick back until only the tip was between Alice's legs. With two fingers placed under the flaring head of the cock, she guided it slightly upward into the entrance of her cunt.
Alice acted on female instinct now, all thought burned away to ash in the furnace of her desire.
"Now, Baby," she sobbed, shivering with anticipation. "Put your cock in Mommy, now!"
Alice sucked in her breath and held it as Bobby pushed his hips forward. She felt the pressure of his cock-head parting her pussy lips.
She couldn't see the sidelong look and bold grin that he shot his two friends, who both gave him thumbs-up. At eighteen, Bobby was already a supremely confident stud and had never had any doubt how this encounter would end.
He also had no doubt that his own mother would be the best fuck he'd ever had. He had waited and watched for any opportunity to take her. Now it seemed that the cock-loving ladies of Greenleaf had made his luck for him.
Alice's cunt was as creamy, hot and tight as Bobby had long imagined. With just two inches or so of his shaft inside her, he abruptly stopped moving.
"What are you waiting for?" his mother gasped.
"Gonna play a while," he answered, licking the nape of her neck and using the fingers of both hands to spread her cunt-lips. He massaged his mother's clit while she thrashed and ground her round ass against him, trying futilely to get more of his prick inside. He just chuckled and moved his hips in small circles, sliding in and out of her by just fractions of an inch.
"FUCK MEEEEE!" Alice begged, screaming out her need. She knew that she would lose her mind if her son didn't give her his whole cock now. "FUCK, FUCK, IN IN IN!"