ANGRY MOMMY

It was only seven AM and I was already dressed and ready to leave the house. Usually at this hour I'd still be lying in bed, the past night's dream still fresh in my head. I had finished high school but wasn't yet employed, so the mornings were mine to fuck with, so to speak. Everything I had on was new stuff I'd bought a week ago -- white T shirt, classic khaki Nautica shorts and Clark's sandals. Even the Givenchy Xeryus Rouge cologne was from a freshly opened bottle. I must add, there was no underwear under the shorts; a private joke intended for the woman I was going to meet.

Juanita had texted me to let me know that after two weeks of not being with me her pussy was itching for my cock and the perfect opportunity for us to meet and fuck had presented itself. Juanita was a forty-five year old Portuguese woman that I'd been banging for the past six months; she was my mother's friend. She told me that her husband and son had gone into the city to purchase building supplies for their house which was under renovation and would not likely be back until mid-day. Her daughter had left without her to open their business place in town, while she had stayed home to watch over the workers until the husband and son returned.

My presence at the house would not arouse suspicion from the neighbors because they would assume I was one of the workmen, and the workmen would think I'm a relative there to keep an eye on things along with Juanita -- never mind I am black. I am light skinned, so I could pass as a mixed relative of Juanita or her husband. Everything just fitted nicely. The maid had been given a couple of days off because work was being done in the kitchen area.

I went into the kitchen where I knew mom would likely be, to let her know I was going out. It would be another hour before she left for work so I couldn't wait around to escape her scrutiny. Juanita lived fifteen miles outside the city, so I had to take a mini bus, first into town, and then another one to get to Juanita, which would bite into the few hours we had at our disposal. Mom was at a counter getting together cooking ingredients. She was wearing a close fitting, light-blue, sheer, half-slip pulled up over her breasts. She was probably like that because she would know I usually got up much later and would be thinking she had time to change into something more decent before I came out. I had been up since six, taken a shower and ate a quick snack even before she got up, so she must have started moving around while I was in my room getting dressed.

I could see that one leg of her yellow panties had slipped into her butt crack, leaving a good portion of one side of her fluffy ass uncovered under the see-through slip. Like me she was tall and slim, five eleven, about an inch shorter than my still growing frame, but not boney; she had an attractive softness with rounded, long limbs and a nicely incongruous, pert, fleshy ass. She reached up into a cupboard and the already hiked up, short slip went higher, leaving most of the plump ass exposed. I looked away, embarrassed at seeing her like that.

She must have smelled my cologne, because she spun around, a doting smile on her full lips when she looked at me. Her long, brown dreadlocks were hanging loose and spread out past her shoulders to the center of her slim back. At thirty-nine her full C-cup longish breasts were still firm and tilted up, with long dark-brown nipples, a nice contrast to her creamy-beige skin, which was a shade lighter than mine The nipples were prominent against the thin fabric. She looked down at her body shyly. Once again I looked away, feeling embarrassed. It would have been nice and easy to keep looking at her sexy body but I wasn't that brazen with my mom. With other females I was though, and would have looked unabashedly, maybe even comment on the sight.

"I didn't realize you were up, already, I just showered and was setting up some stuff to come back to in a few minutes," she said.

She quickly added, "You going somewhere, Darren?"

"Yes, I'm going out with a friend."

"At this hour?" she asked, looking surprised.

"Yeah, we have to catch a bus, we're going out of town."

The smile and loving look quickly left her pretty long-features face and was replaced by a frown.

"One of the friends I warned you about?" she asked, peering over her glasses.

"No Mommy," I said, looking away, because of the thought of where I really was going.

"Boy don't lie to me, why you looked away so quickly?"

Some folks in the neighborhood had been whispering in mommy's ear about the company I kept, especially a couple of classmates of mine who lived further up the street and were known thieves. Although I sometimes hung with them I didn't share their profession and never would, but some folks thought otherwise.

Mom took off her glasses and put them on the counter. She looked me straight in the eyes, her big, light brown eyes, replicas of mine, flashing anger.

"Where did you get these new clothes and cologne from?"

"I bought them last week," I answered.

"With what, you don't work anywhere and I didn't give you that much last payday."

"Mom, you know I play pools. I won some money last week," I said.

"Darren, don't stand there looking me full in the eyes and lying," she shouted, stamping her foot, before adding, "That new computer ... you told me you borrowed it ... and the pile of new CDs and books. I've seen some other pricey stuff and more new clothes. You borrowed them too ... or won money? ... I've been meaning to ask you but was afraid of what I might hear... Are you a thief, like your friends? ... Just be straight with me."

Her eyes were like daggers piercing mine, and she was breathing so hard her chest heaved and I looked unintentionally at the steady rise and fall of long nippled breasts. Thinking how beautiful they were, just like Juanita's, but larger. I got to also picturing Juanita's thick thighs that were waiting for me to come and get between them. I felt my unharnessed cock puff up. I wanted to get out of the kitchen and go fuck my sweet middle-aged baby. I turned to walk away.

"Don't walk away from me boy ... you haven't answered my question ... are you a thief?"

"No, I'm not a thief mommy, I don't care what you or anybody think. I know I don't steal" I said, and once again turned and started walking away.

She grabbed me, but I wrenched away and headed out of the kitchen.

"What was that Darren, you don't care what I think? ... and I told you not to walk away from me," she shouted.

I didn't want to argue with mom, I just wanted to go fuck the woman waiting for me, so I paid her no heed.

She flew at me and I felt her open palm hit my back. I spun around and she lashed out at me with flying fists, which I evaded, except for one that caught my shoulder. Her failed attempts to connect with her flying fists got her madder.

"This is how you repay me for working my ass off to give you an education, without the help of a father. This is what yuh turn out to be, a damn petty thief?"

Her hands kept flying and I evaded most of the intended blows, then laughing, caught her wrists and held them tightly as she tried to break free.

"So, yuh going to fight me!" she cried, raising her knee and banging it into my crotch.

I let go of her, and when she charged again, I grabbed her around her waist and we started to wrestle. She was like a crazy woman as she jumped and twisted in my arms. Her slip got dragged down and out bounced her full firm breasts, jiggling and swaying. As we wrestled, me trying only to keep her from hitting me, I found my hands covering those lovely breasts. That looked so shiny and delicious; she must have creamed them after her bath. I let my hands remain on the soft bouncing bubbies, and against my better judgement which was telling me don't you dare go there, I allowed my fingers to squeeze them repeatedly. I guess with all the struggling she was doing, that didn't register on her. I wondered if she was also not feeling my semi hard cock brushing over her ass and hips as she tried to struggle free.

She showed no signs of quitting, and managed to spin around, facing and pressing into me, her thighs getting between mine, mine between hers, rubbing hard into her soft crotch. She was trying desperately to topple me. I guess she felt she had a better chance of connecting with her punches if we were on the floor.

She didn't seem aware of the freed bouncing boobs, even though I had released them when she spun around and they were now swaying in front of her. Or maybe she just didn't care. I was aware of them though, in a way that I tried to deny, but they got to me and soon I was fully hard. She somehow managed to get my feet tangled and we fell to the ground and started rolling around, me, trying not to hurt her or make her feel I was fighting her, while she was still trying to throw punches. She just wouldn't give up or let me subdue her. She was breathing so hard the sound filled the kitchen.

She sat on me, throwing hands that I kept catching. I decided enough was enough, especially because of what I was beginning to feel, as my cock throbbed. I needed to get out of the threatening and embarrassing situation quickly. I tossed her off me and onto her back. I lay stretched out on her, pinning both hands to the floor. My thigh was between hers, my hard cock pressing into her groin. She began bucking, trying to throw me off, but I kept her pinned. I wanted her to just stop struggling and show some sign that she was no longer interested in hitting at me. She was bucking hard, and looked like she was about to cry any minute.

"Let go of me Darren, get off me,' she commanded, breathing hard.

"Only if you promise to stop hitting me, and let me go my way."

"I'm not promising shit, I'm the mother, you're the child. You don't get to tell me what to do," she cried out, angrily.

"Well we goin to stay here all day."

"What! Darren get off me now or I swear I'll beat the shit out of yuh thieving ass," she said.

"Only if you stop hitting me, I'm not a child anymore, I'm a man."

"Not to me, not in this house. What makes you think you're a man, this, you started using this?" she asked, as she bucked up against my hard tool.

"This doesn't make you a man," she said, thrusting against my cock at the word this.

And then she froze as realization hit home that her son had a full-blown erection between her thighs pressing into her mommy pussy.

"What de hell, Darren ... Your penis is hard ... on me ... your mother! ... Boy get off of me."

"You promise to stop?" I asked, blushing red with shame.

"I'm not promising nothing but to whip yuh thieving, pervert ass," she cried out, furiously.

She started bucking wild, trying to throw me over. Every time she pressed upward, I would press down. I saw the moment her eyes followed mine and she became aware that her bubbies were exposed and I was staring at them. She looked from her bubbies to me in disbelief, gave an anguished scream and started bucking harder. Instinctively, I think, I placed both of my legs between hers, my cock landing flush on her thrusting pussy. I saw her bite into her bottom lip and close her eyes, her face grimacing, her nostrils flaring as she breathed heavily, like she'd just run a race. We were both thrusting frenziedly, she upward, I downward as if prompted by the same voice.

I think we realized simultaneously that this was no longer about her trying to throw me, and I trying to pin her. We were shamelessly grinding into each other's privates with obvious sexual intent. She was groaning passionately. I released her hands and she wrapped them around my neck. I scooped mine under her shoulders and we began a furious dry-humping, looking into each other's eyes and minds. I leaned forward and kissed her, she opened her mouth and accepted my intruding tongue. She latched onto it and began sucking it.

After a while I broke the kiss and arching my back took a stiff nipple into my mouth and sucked on it as she moaned with pleasure. We continued humping madly, while my mouth alternated between nipples, nibbling so hard they were bound to be sore later. I reached between our bodies, freeing the rampant cock, letting it glide along the wet panty crotch. She was now rolling her slim hips delightfully under me. She grabbed one of my hands and placing it to her lips, opened her mouth and let a thumb slip in. she sucked on it like a baby, while managing to whimper what sounded like:

"Oh, baby, oh baby,"

I reached down and puller her panty leg aside and pushed my cock forward. She grabbed it and guided it into her. I felt the soft satin walls part to let me in. it was a heavenly feeling as I slid deep into her then just like that she gave a mighty shove and threw me off her. The loud 'oh baby, oh baby,' turned to 'no Darren no.' She sprang up nimbly and I followed suit. She stepped back, away from me. We stood there staring at each other until I lowered my eyes to the heaving, full bubbies I'd only a minute ago been sucking on. I glanced further down. The slip had somehow managed to stay bunched up around her slim but flaring hips. The panty leg was partly off one half of fat pussy lips, and fitted into the crack.

As I was staring between her thighs, she was staring between mine at the cock stretched out long and hard through the fly of the shorts. I felt an overwhelming surge of passion and started stepping toward my sexy and sexually aroused mother. Before I could make a second step, she let out a howl and charged me, nearly knocking me over. She grabbed my head and started kissing me passionately. I loosened the waist of my shorts and let it fall to the ground. She broke the kiss and started dragging the slip down as I lifted my T shirt and took it off. She slipped off her panties and threw it across the room. I grabbed her under the ass cheeks and lifted her up. I deposited her onto the kitchen table and she immediately spread her long legs wide and raised them high, leaning back on her hands. With a mighty thrust I sunk my cock into my mother's wet, slippery pussy. She yelled.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaahh!"

I began fucking mommy's pussy fast and hard, going deep with each stroke. She threw back her head and moaned loud. She wrapped the long legs around my hips and as I drilled the pussy, I raised both hands and gently massaged the big bubbies. She suddenly rose up, pushed me away and slipped off the table. She turned and ran out of the kitchen. I followed her, knowing she wasn't running away from the fuck we'd been enjoying. I looked with uninhibited lust at the bouncing fleshy bottom above slim thighs. She flew into her bedroom and jumped onto her bed, settling on knees and hands. I wasted no time getting behind her and into her pussy. I grabbed her hips and pushed my cock deep, all the way in. She rolled her slim hips and tiny waist, pushing back against my lower belly and grinding hard.

I grabbed the hips and settled her as I began thrusting in and out of her rapidly. She was blowing out hard.

"Whooo, whooo, whooo, whooo."

Suddenly her body began shaking and she let out a loud, long wail.

"Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeee!"

Her body trembled with passion and I saw goose bumps appear on her butt cheeks, lower back and shoulders, as her light beige skin reddened deeply, tickled by the burning sensation of an orgasm.

I flipped her over onto her back and got between her legs, sinking into her welcoming private chamber. I felt the walls pulsating against my hardness and that drove me wild. I began pumping the pussy with quick short jabs, as she gripped the bed sheet and rolled her head from side to side. I was so enflamed by my mother so eagerly surrendering her precious, private part to me that I felt a kind of overwhelming dizziness and with a mighty thrust I went deep and started spurting semen into her. She gripped me around the back and locked her long legs around the backs of mine, holding me tight as I drained away my passion.

She stroked my wet back as I lay on her, enjoying the afterglow. I suddenly remembered my mission and glanced at my watch.

"You still going out, honey?" she asked in a subdued voice.

"Yes," I said unsteadily.

"Is it or money?"

"Yes, sort of," I replied.

"Darren, baby, don't do it, it' not an easy life, and you don't need money that bad, I will double your allowance until you get a job ... please baby."

"Mommy, I don't thief ... I'm going to Ms. Juanita ... she gives me money ... she's my girlfriend," I blurted out, only catching myself and trying to pull back the damning words after they'd already slipped out.

She sprung up.

"Juanita! ... My friend! ... how long has this been going on?"

"Since the night of your birthday party."

"Six months," she whispered, as if talking to herself.

"Yes."

"So, you and Juanita had sex the night of the party?"

I nodded, and she looked at me wide eyed, her long straight nose flaring, her wide, full lips parted, showing perfect white teeth. I remembered the night of the party when Juanita and I had slipped out through the back door and into the yard, and had us a quick fuck. It was my first time.

At the side of the house she had taken my cock out the fly of my jeans and bending over, sucked it for a few minutes, before leaning against the wall with thick legs spread and close fitting powder-blue dress hoisted to her fleshy waist. She pulled aside the leg of her white panties and guided my cock into her wet and ready hole. She hugged me tight against her soft bosom, and I gripped her ass cheeks with trembling, damp fingers. I banged away furiously in the silky hole, listening to her soft cries of:

"Fuck mi, baba, fuck mi ... oh gawd, ooooh!"

Within five minutes, I felt my climax approaching. When she sensed I was starting to cum, she pushed me off and dropped to her knees, quickly taking my cock into her mouth. I came in the thick lady's clinging and sucking mouth, bucking hard, causing her to gag. She took all my semen in her mouth and swallowed it as i held her head tight.

Before we went back into the house, she took my phone number. Two evenings later when I was supposed to be at a club meeting, I was fucking Juanita in her car parked along the seawall. This session lasted much longer and had a bit more variation, which included me eating my first pussy. I liked it.

After a long time mommy spoke, studiously, a slight smile on her lips.

"Six months, and also receiving money ... you're in deep ... you two have got to be careful ... I'm going to talk to her about giving you a job in her store ... to stop folks from thinking you're a thief ... but you still take whatever money you could get," she said, speaking softly, matter-of-factly.

I was amazed at how easily and quickly, less than half an hour, my mother had moved from being just a loving mom into being a lover and a pimp to her son. She accepted me fucking her and the revelation that I was also fucking her married friend as if it was something so natural. I was surely learning about life and women with longings.

She got up, pulling me up with her.

"Go freshen up for your date," she said smiling.

As I was turning away, she reached down and grasped my half erect cock.

"You're going to have to make time for me too, with this ... I mean, I'm hoping you do. I'm not forcing you ... what we just did shouldn't have happened, but it did and can't be undone ... and to be honest, I liked It. I have never felt so satisfied in my life, so if you liked it as well, and want to, we can continue ... I haven't had a boyfriend in two years ... I live just for you, baby ... I want you to be my boyfriend too. So now you can have two girlfriends, if you want," she said softly and carefully, making sure I understood.

I smiled and nodded and she kissed me deeply.

While in the bus Juanita texted me and said that when I got to her home I should ask one of the workmen where Auntie is. The men were working on the bottom flat. She said she'd already told them to tell me that she was upstairs. It was my first visit to her home. She directed me how to find the room she was in when I climbed the stairs. It was a guest room.

I pushed open the blue door and there was my thick milky-white lover sitting propped up with her back against pillows, bracing the bed head. She was sitting with one leg spread wide to the side and the other foot tucked under the upper thigh of the spread leg. Like mommy earlier, she was wearing a half slip. One side was pulled up over one of her long-shaped B-cup breasts. The other was seductively exposed. The bottom of the wine colored silk slip was bunched around her fleshy belly. She was very thick, maybe a little fat. I could see, between the thick thighs, a glimpse of matching wine lace panties covering her massive bump snugly. Her reddish-brown hair was combed loose, down past her cheeks some resting on her shoulders and some, her upper back.

She had a glass of wine in her hand and her round, dimpled cheeked face was smiling sweetly, her grey eyes twinkling. She downed half of the wine and handed me the glass. I finished it off. That was only my second drink of alcohol, ever. The first was on the night when I fucked Juanita at the party. After going back into the house, I'd grabbed a celebratory beer, making sure that mommy did not see me.

"I'm sorry I'm late, I got into a little argument with mom just as I was leaving," I said, apologetically.

"I know, she called me ... she said I have nothing to worry about from her, but that we should be careful ... you'll be starting work at the shop from next Monday, so if people see you buying stuff they won't think you're into thieving ... even though you'll be earning a salary, I'll still be giving you some money ... I want to keep my baby happy and satisfied like he does me."

For a moment I went cold. I hadn't thought that mom would let on about knowing what was going on between me and Juanita. I wondered if she'd also mentioned our indiscretion, but then I realized that mommy wouldn't be so crazy to tell her about what had happened between us.

As I looked between those thick/fat thighs I felt my cock stretch out, tenting the shorts. I wasn't wearing briefs. The night when Juanita and I first fucked, I hadn't been wearing briefs under my jeans, something I did occasionally just for the fun of it. She had felt it while we were dancing and bluntly asked me If I wasn't wearing briefs. When I said no, she nearly made my heart stop when she said she wanted to check, and if there was somewhere we could go, suggesting the back yard, without waiting for a reply. And that was how I lost my cherry to the sweet lady.

"Okay, now come and give this old girl the satisfaction she's grown used to ... Oh how I love this long hard cock," she said, reaching in and freeing my boner after unzipping my shorts.

The almost milky white flesh was glowing red from sexual heat.

"I want to suck him through the fly just like I did that first night ... you were wicked, you know, dancing with the ladies without any briefs on," she said, laughing.

I took off my T shirt as she was bending over to take my cock into her mouth. I was still standing at the side of the bed. As Juanita sucked passionately on the swollen head of my cock, I raised one foot and put it onto the bed, letting my toes slide between her fat thighs. I wriggled my toes in her wet crotch, and after a while, managed to move the panty leg aside with my toes and slip them into the slash of her fat vulva. She rolled her hips, smashing her pussy against the probing toes.

She slid off the bed and stood on the floor facing the bed. She bent over, elbows on the mattress, super thick legs spread wide. I spread the cheeks, looking into to the deep crack admiringly. I slipped to my knees and going deep under her, between the fleshy thighs, began tonguing her pussy, making her moan with pleasure. I licked and sucked till she was wriggling with longing for my cock. I stood up and sent the hard fuck stick past the massive cheeks and into the wet hole of her pulsing pussy.

"Oh fuck ... yes, yes Darren, fill me up baba, fill up this old pussy."

"You're not old, Juanita, you're young and beautiful, and so fucking thick, you're like a nice sponge cake," I said, meaning it.

"Oh my fucking god, Darren, what are you doing to me ... oh fuck, fuck , fuck ... shit, you're so sweet. Fuck me, baby boy," she cried, wriggling and bouncing her ass furiously.

I pressed my fingers onto the reddish white flesh, sinking them deep and hard, the way I knew she liked, enjoying the feel of her thickness in my hands.

"Oh gawd, yes ... Ooooooooooh!

I held her tight and rammed my long cock into the appreciative pussy. She bucked like a wild filly, trying to unseat her maiden rider. But I knew she didn't want me off or out of her. I leaned over and putting my hands under her, began feeling up her long tipped white bubbies. I ground hard into her, causing her to grunt, and then hiss. Suddenly, she went:

"Aah aah aah aah, aah," and started cumming, her body a flushing wine red. The reddest spot being where my fingers had sunk into her big ass cheeks. I did not stop my pounding, even as she was trembling. I continued poking the fat pussy until I felt my dam crack and then start to break. She spun around, dislodging me and falling to her fat knees took my cock into her pouty-lipped, small, round mouth, like she'd did that first time. I gave a couple of thrusts as she squeezed my balls and the dam broke completely, sending hot young cream into her mouth and down her throat.

I lay on the bed sipping my third ever drink. Juanita had poured me some more wine from the bottle she took out of a mini refrigerator in the room.

"I like this, Juani, I can sip on this all day," I said, hoping she'd respond in the way I wanted.

She did. Giggling, she said, "Well my little man, your wish, is my command. I have another bottle in the kitchen, I'll let you take it with you when you're leaving ... but for now, let's sip on each other."

She poured wine onto my pecs and went to work licking and nibbling and sucking them thirstily. The same was done all along my stomach and then my cock and balls, showing no concern for the bed sheet. She even doused my toes and sucked the wine off them. Then she lay on her back and said:

"Your turn."

I took the bottle and went straight for her fat, clean shaven pussy, soaking it liberally, and tongue lashing it without reservation; treating it like a long awaited adventure, finally achieved. I then moved to checking out everything, every hill, every valley, every pond and flower. I drank from every spring and tasted every fruit on the front of her body. Then I turned her over and poured the sweet, heady stuff into the deep fissure and like a mad man went about taking it back out. She wriggled and bucked, and did not give me the chance to get to other parts of her luscious rear. She jumped up and pushed me over onto my back. With her thick back to me, she straddled my mid-section and sat down with all her weight on my hard reddened boner, letting it travel up and into her stomach area, making her yelp.

She placed her hands on my shin and began riding me furiously. I watched with amazed eyes as her broad, fleshy backside rose and fell, and the cock that split the chubby lips, played hide go seek, disappearing and reappearing in her creaming pussy. She remained like that, riding hard and long, while I toyed with her big batty cheeks or sometimes lifted my torso up and cupped her swinging bubbies, massaging them and tweaking the long, hard little pips of nipples. She came with a loud groan and fell off me onto her back, her fat legs kicking in the air like a child doing an imaginary bicycle ride.

When I mounted her again, I also rode long, bouncing merrily on the fleshy belly as I probed between the thick thighs, but without reaching the finish line. Close to an hour later, we aborted the event because we wanted to be extra careful; there was always the possibility that husband and son might return home earlier than expected.

On my way home I bought a rose for mommy, and later cooked dinner, to save her from having to do it when she came home from work. She came home looking friskier and brighter than I'd seen her in a while. She was carrying food she'd bought for our dinner, saying she was too tired to cook.

She left to go take a bath before eating. I put away the food she'd bought into the refrigerator, and laid out the kitchen table with that which I'd prepared, placing the rose by her plate. I then put on her favorite oldies CD. When she came out of her room she was wearing a ridiculously sheer, short, and close fitting black nightie, over which was a matching, calf length lacy black wrap. But the wrap was left open, flowing around her shapely slim body. Through the nightie I could clearly see the silky white, thong panties that hugged her pussy tight resulting in a neat and alluring bump of femininity. Her long dreadlocks were piled high and neat on her head. I felt the effects of that sight in my shorts and my head, felt dizzy from overwhelming sensual arousal.

"You look lovely mommy," I said happily.

"Thank you darling ... and thanks for putting on my CD," she said, smiling shyly.

When she entered the kitchen she shrieked in delight at the layout. She hugged me tight and kissed me deeply, our tongues battling. We ate like two people eager to be finished so as to get down to more serious business, looking at each other with blushing smiles, all the while. When we finished I told her to go to the living room while I cleared up. Shortly after I joined her with the wine I'd brought home from Juanita, and a couple of glasses. Once again she shrieked delightedly, her face a bright red.

We sipped wine and danced like two old lovers. Then while we were in a tight embrace, moving, to a slow song I stopped, released her and slowly pulled the wrap off her shoulder and let it drop to the floor. I then lifted my hand and loosened her hair, letting the locks drop free. An Idea came to me, and I dropped my hands to her plump butt cheeks and lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her long legs around my waist, giggling.

"My baby has certainly gained a lot of experience in dealing with ladies in six months," she said, throwing back her head and laughing.

I walked with her out of the room and into the kitchen. Holding her up with one hand, her arms around my neck, I opened the kitchen door and carried her out into the dark. I let her down against the bare wall at the side of the house. I wanted to fuck my mommy in the standing position with her back against the wall, like I'd done with Juanita.

"There was a time when I lifted you like that and brought you outside, but never at night, nor did I place you with your back against any wall," she said, chuckling.

I slipped to my knees and pulled down the tiny panties. I sniffed at the sparsely haired pussy, enjoying the heated, musky aroma, before gently tickling the mound with long drags of my tongue. I heard her moaning softly as pleasure flowed through her body, touching nerve endings. I moved aside the long, hanging outer lips and softly licked the insides, then I stiffened my tongue and probed the pink passage. She squealed with delight as I poked her hole and nibbled on the elongated lips. Like the rest of her body, legs, nose, arms, breasts and wide mouth, her outer labia was long and were extra fleshy, like flesh hastily added on as an afterthought, by a sculpter. I pushed a middle finger up her chute and finger fucked her rapidly and she thrust back energetically.

Standing up I positioned my cock between the slim thighs, jamming against the sizable pussy lips. She reached down and guided the hard cock past the pussy lips and while kissing her passionately, I crouched and pushed up and she grunted through the kiss as I drove upward into her. I remained still in her, and with my legs, nudged her legs apart, very wide. I then lifted her arms and stretched them wide, horizontally. I pushed them back against the wall and asked her if she could keep them like that. She nodded her affirmation. Except for the spread legs, she looked like a figure on a cross. I raised both hands and covered a soft bubby with each, fingers spread wide across the tender expanse while feeling stiff nipples poke the center of my palms.

With hands on chest keeping her back firm against the wall and my pressing hips doing likewise to her butt, I leaned my upper body back and away as the lower section pounded steadily, sending hard dick back and forth in mommy's sweet hole. She whimpered and cooed, and mewed, and hissed and squealed, all in soft tones as I rode her in the cross-like position. I never knew that a woman could so easily call on a repertoire of varied sexual sounds, and let them flow in such a rapid stream continuously. However, it was stimulating to me and made me quicken my pace, lost in the heady moment and the clinging, satiny touch of pussy walls around cock.

I moved into another mode of pleasure attack by diving deep, up to the base of my meaty tool, and reaching behind her and grabbing the fluffy cheeks tight, began a hard grinding, ensuring that my lower belly, just above the cock seat, graze and grind against her clit. She lowered her hands and wrapped them around my neck as she returned grind for grind roll for roll, enjoying the friction on her clit and the feeling of being completely stuffed with the cock so deep in her. The grinding took its toll and she suddenly made a loud screech and began trembling uncontrollably. I had to hold her up to keep her from falling as the knees on the slim legs buckled.

When she was finished, I turned her around and she spread wide again and leaned forward, but instead of pressing against the wall with her hands as I had thought she was going to do, she bent all the way over and grabbed her ankles. I held her hips in a firm grip so as not to knock her over as I pumped away hard and fast, hearing my belly go thwack thwack thwack against her cute spongy ass that bounced and rippled with every thrust. She started a little wriggle, and that set me off. I fired the day-long delayed cum that never fired in Juanita during our second round that morning. She straightened up and closed her legs in while throwing back her arms to wrap me behing the neck as I bucked and squirted in her.

When we came out from behind the house, we saw our neighbor in her yard, looking over the fence. Because we had been behind a recent extension of the house to facilitate a laundry and workout room, she could not have possibly seen what we'd been doing, but I'm sure mommy's short sheer nightdress might have caused her to blink. I don't know if she made out the object in mommy's hand as her panties. Luckily the kitchen lights were turned off and we hadn't yet turned on the outside surge lights.

We both waved at the elderly lady, who was herself dressed in nightie, but modestly. Laughing, she said:

"You guys checking around too?"

"Thought we heard something outside," mommy said, laughing.

"Same here," the neighbor replied.

We disappeared into the house and closed the back door.