Hand on my shoulder, my son leaned me forward, reached between us, moved his penis so it lay flat on his chest. When I — nipples hard, pussy swollen — leaned back I felt it through my thin cotton dress. My son was big.
I pushed the thought out of my head as Milla pressed her sex to her son’s face and, mouth open in a wild orgasmic shriek, legs and arms thrashing, came. William, muscles of his powerful arms holding her in place, continued eating her, driving her through another orgasm, and another, intensifying and prolonging each one. Finally Milla sagged into the bed, arms limp, said something, I suspect that she could take no more. William, the lower half of his face glistening with her juice, moved up and lay next to her. Milla snaked her arm around his head, kissed him, then rolled onto her side, her head on William’s shoulder, and took hold of her son’s penis, held it up, ran her thumb across the large purple-ish head.
It was my best view of William’s equipment to date. The kid was hung, thick and long. Fuck, with that talented hyperactive over-sized tool down the hall, who could blame Milla for breaking the rules.
And with that observation I paid attention to the erection pressed to my back. William and Todd were in the same league.
Milla sat up, rolled her shoulders, leaned forward, let a mass of spit drool onto William’s dick, then effortlessly inhaled him in a sudden plunge.
I said, “My god.”
Todd ran his hands down my thigh. “Look at her go.”
“Does she do that a lot?”
“Do what?”
“Y’know.”
“Say it.”
I recalled our visit to the coffee shop. Todd liked it when I said dirty words.
In my present state, so did I.
“Suck his cock.”
“Maybe it’s me who needs to wash your mouth out with soap, but yeah, she can’t get enough. She likes him in her mouth as much, maybe more, than he likes eating her. There was this time…”
He stopped, baiting me to ask. I didn’t hesitate. “What?”
“There was this basketball game at school. William was driving Ms. Jovanovic home, they pulled out of the parking lot behind me. I kept checking my rear view mirror, they were playful, enjoying each other’s company. Ms. Jovanovic undid her seat belt, slid over, licked William’s ear. From the way they were moving it was clear she’d taken his thing out. When we turned into the neighborhood I looked back; she was gone. She had to be sprawled across the seat, sucking him. Once home I ran inside, found the best window, watched their car. I couldn’t see what was going on, but it was forty-five minutes before they got out pulling their clothes back on. They’d done it in the driveway.”
Boys in high school had been that hot for me, my husband, I fear, never.
Todd wrapped his arms around my waist, held me to him, and we turned our attention back to our neighbors. Todd was rocking his hips, a slight motion, not enough to see, I wasn’t sure if he was even conscious of it, but I felt his dick moving on my back.
I was about to say something when Milla took almost all her son’s impressive tool into her mouth.