Mara thought, I'll bet. That Jerry probably has his beautiful cock up her slot right now. But she did not voice her opinion. Her attention was now taken up with an entirely different matter. She decided to give this man a head-job that would be the experience of his life.
She decided to do the deep suck-job on Hank and make him realize that she was someone to contend with in the sex department. Tim would be gone for an hour or more and that was more than enough time to suck and fuck this handsome devil. So she pushed him into the position she desired, and stretched herself in the position needed to angle her throat the right way, so the big, thick knob would slide down her throat. She began to lick his cock slowly, running her tongue around the rim of the cockhead and over the surface. He grunted and strained in her grasp, his loins roiling with the rise of his cum. He gasped as she slowly slid her lips down over the thickened knob and then, opening widely, took it all into her mouth. “God, you sure are good at that,” he exclaimed, his body trembling with his excitement. She murmured unintelligibly, for her mouth was filled with cock. Her tongue roved it and her cheeks sucked in to rub against the sensitive nerve-ends. He quivered and gasped and his hands came down to hold her head. She eased her mouth downward, feeling the thick vein underneath with her lower lip, and purposely scraping the surface of the area back of the knob with her teeth. He threw his head back and almost bit his lips as he agonized against the power of her suction. Her head eased further down the thickened shaft, and she knew that in one or two more descending moves, she would be all the way there. The thick knob was nosing against the back of her throat now, and she was struggling with her gag reflex, conquering it, so that the thick shaft could slip on down her gullet. She breathed slowly and deeply through her nostrils, controlling her urge to gag.
Then the urge was gone and she felt the slickened, tough, swollen muscle slip an inch further, and the head was lodged where she wanted it. Now it would slip the rest of the way without any problem.
She eased up on her swallowing his cock momentarily, resting, caressing his balls and tickling the insides of his thighs. “Are you going to take it all the way in your throat?” he asked. She nodded. “Go, girl, go! I have never had that done. Do it to me, honey, do it!” Mara was in the throes of sexual stimulation and excitement herself. It never failed to bring her to a peak of sexual sensitiveness whenever she sucked a cock. The hot feel of it, solid and thick on her mouth and throat, the oozing of the slightly salty-tasting pre-cum and lubrication juice, the smell of the sweat and cologne the man used, the close presence of the wrinkled sac and the life-spurting balls, all made her hot and needing, and caused her to be able to reach climax with merely a pressure upon her clit.
She was rapidly approaching that state now. The knob of his cock was well within her throat. She began to run her mouth up and down the stem, causing the head to fuck in and out of her throat, as though entering a secret cunt. She cupped his balls and squeezed them gently and he thrust deeply into her, grunting with the ecstasy of the moment. She reached under and began to twiddle her well-developed clitoris, thrust out and up between the swollen folds of her cunt-lips.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Tim was back from the woods. It was hot and sultry down among the bushes and trees, and had caused him to sweat profusely. He dumped the limbs he had cut on the ground at the side of the small shed at the back of the house. He replaced the scout hatchet in the shed.
Then, going to the outside shower, he proceeded to slip out of his boxer shorts, and to shower, loving the cool, fresh tingle of the water as it cascaded down over his brown body. He smelled the odor of the woods about him yet, and loved the scent of the wild fern and pine. It was turning out to be a wonderful summer. And what with his Mom giving him all the cunt and head he wanted, what more could a growing boy want? At the thought of his mother and his free access to her exciting body, his huge cock swung out and began to harden.
“Down, boy,” he muttered. “You are getting just like a hound.
Give you a scent and you are off.” He grinned at the analogy and, still nude, proceeded up the path to the house. Tim started in through the patio door and stopped. A sound from the room inside made him pause. It was the moaning sound of someone in the throes of some excitement. “Now… who could she be fucking at this time of day?
Did Bill Trooper get loose and come back?” The first thought thrilled him and caused his cock to swell more, and the second thought caused a chill to run through him, and made his cock deflate some. Backing away from the patio door, he moved around to the kitchen and, easing the door open, tip-toed into the house. “Whoever it is, she sure is going after him,” he thought, and with that warm thought coursing through his mind, his cock began to swell and strut again, and the huge instrument swung ahead of him like a club that held a life of its own. He slipped down the hallway and then to the patio door.
There he paused and listened. “Oh, God, woman… you sure do know how to suck a cock,” a man's voice muttered. “Ahhhhh- there-there-I'm almost, almost ready to coommmeee!” Tim peeked around the doorframe and was suddenly seized with a shivering thrill at what he saw. Mara was lying across a man he had never seen before. Both were naked and the man's large cock was appearing and disappearing deeply in and out of Mara's mouth and throat. Tim could see that his mother was deep-throating him, and he also saw that she was nearing her own orgasm, for her fingers were buried deep in her cunt and moving with quick, stabbing motions in and out of that squishy hole.
The man was straining now, his cock swollen larger and much stiffer. It was the extreme moment before the ejaculation, Tim knew.
For he recognized all the symptoms that led up to that explosive instant. “Ahhhhhh-I'm there now-I'm commmiiinng!” The man's body jerked and he held her head in his two big hands. The vein on the under side of his cock pulsed as Tim observed, and then he grew red in the face and held himself rigid as his hot cum sprayed into the hot throat and mouth of the woman. Mara felt the load explode in her throat. She siphoned quickly and, as each slug of cum was spurted outward, she applied suction and drew it out faster, making him feel that his balls were being dragged out through his cock. He yelled and tried to draw away from her mouth, easing his cockhead out of her throat area and into her mouth cavern. There she let it stay, her tongue and sucking motions taking the last of his cum from his straining cock. She came again and again, feeling her cunt strain and tug against her fingers. She fucked her fingers in and out of her hot slit, her hips working in a fucking motion, her clit strutting and quivering. She moaned around her mouthful of cock and her hips bounced and hunched, as she went through final phases of her climax. As he watched the climaxing of the two adults, knowing that the strange man was coming in his mother's mouth and throat, Tim was jerking off.
It was the most exciting thing he had ever seen, and his cock had leaped to attention immediately. His fist closed about it and he began the ancient up and down motion of his hand, feeling his juice surround his fingers as it overflowed from the slit in his cockhead and dripped down his hand. His cock became slick and slimy with his movements, and made little liquid sounds as he jerked the loose skin up and down in his agony of stimulation. His balls tightened and as he saw the pulsing of Hank's cock-vein, knowing the man was coming, he grunted softly and, holding his cock tightly, felt his cum leap from him and spray out upon the floor. Hank's cock softened and slipped from Mara's mouth with a soft plop. She sighed and swallowed the last of the cum she had in her mouth and throat and laid her head upon his belly, feeling his hurried panting. Tim walked into the room, his still rampant cock swinging before him, a thin string of cum hanging from the knob. The man started as he saw the boy. “What- who-?”