KLRXO Stories

Chapter 181: The Nest(Revised & Expanded)_2

A draft swept through the room, causing the window to whistle eerily. A surge of arousal shot through the big titted mother's body. She crawled back onto her knees beside her son. "I'm not sure. Honestly, there's only one thing I've been able to think about since I've been in this house."

"What's that?"

Lacey brought her lips to his ear. "My incredibly sexy son," she whispered.

She brought her head back and looked into his eyes. "So what do you think about that?"

"I like it," he smiled.

Lacey sat back on her heels. Devon could see her huge breasts bobble around, pushing the cotton fabric outward. Her nipples poked out huge and engorged through her cami top. "Slide down onto your back," she said, glancing at the erection threatening to tear through his boxers.

Devon slouched down until he rested on his back against the cushion. Lacey candidly threw a leg across him and straddled his midsection. Then she dropped her chest, laying against him. The aroused teen watched in fascination as his mom's boobs rolled out like soft dough against his bare chest.

The lovely mother placed her elbows against his shoulders and propped her face against her palms, staring down at him dreamily. "Ok, let's pretend for a moment that our house isn't haunted and have a serious discussion."

Devon laughed. "Ok."

"So what is it about girls and sex that you still feel you need to learn about?" Lacey asked.

"Well I don't know. I um, think I know what to do, but I tend to get a little too excited when I'm with them and, well," he muttered.

"You feel like you ejaculate sooner than you should?" Lacey asked, straight faced.

"Yeah, I guess that's it. I do feel bad about it," Devon blushed.

"Oh sweetie, don't feel bad. Most boys go through this, some unfortunately never learn to

control it," Lacey explained.

"I wanna control it though," he answered, "I mean, I wanna be able to please the girls I'm with."

"And you will, but first you have to understand why," she said.

"Why what?"

"Why your penis reacts the way it does," Lacey said.

"Well I know the answer to that. It's cuz it feels amazing, Mom," Devon giggled.

"Of course it does, but do you understand why it feels amazing?"

Devon shrugged his shoulders.

"The head of your penis is what's called your glands. These glands contain some of the most sensitive nerve endings on your body. So once you put the glans somewhere warm, soft and wet, like the inside of a woman's pussy, they're gonna react," She explained.

"And when they react, I um..."

"Yes, you have an orgasm," she said.

"Well how do I keep them from reacting?" Devon asked.

"Well that's the million dollar question, isn't it?" Lacey smiled naughtily, "The one every guy wants the answer to."

"I guess so. Do you know the answer?" he asked.

"I do," Lacey said confidently, gazing into his eyes. "Do you want me to help you?"

"If you want to."

"Of course. Does a baby bird learn to spread its wings before it leaves the nest?" Lacey asked.

"Yeah, unless it wants a long hard fall."

"And who shows it how to spread its wings? How to keep it from falling?" Lacy asked.

"The mother bird."

"That's right, momma bird. I can help you, but in order to teach you to do it right, I have to see what you're doing wrong. Does that make sense?" she asked.

"Y-yeah, but how are we gonna do that?" Devon answered, his heart racing with the possibilities.

"Well, um, there are a few different ways, but maybe we should just start with something that you're already doing to yourself."

"You mean masturbate?"

"Well, yes, sort of. There's a bottle of baby-oil in one of my bags. I could use some to lubricate your penis and masturbate it for you, that way I can see how you react and how long it actually takes you to ejaculate," she said.

Devon felt his insides doing somersaults. "That sounds like a pretty good way I guess."

"Yes unless," Lacy said, her mind clearly racing.

"Unless what?"

"Unless you wanted to try another way?" she said, raising an eyebrow.

"Another way?"

"Yes, I could also, um...I could take you in my mouth, like your girlfriends do and suck on you until you orgasm," she said with a quirky little smile.

Devon could hardly speak. He took a big excited gulp, which made Lacey giggle just watching him.

"Maybe I shouldn't go on to the third way we could do this. Someone's looking a little pale," she said with a giggle.

"No, it's umm...it's okay. There's a third choice?" he muttered in disbelief.

"Well, yes honey, there is. I'm mean, it's a bit unconventional, but I could let you settle down between my legs and uh, slide in. We could see exactly what it is you're doing wrong," Lacey

said.

"You would do that?" Devon asked in shock.

"I wouldn't offer it as an option if I wasn't willing to do it."

Devon could hardly believe his ears. He felt like he'd just won the sexual megabucks. A chance to put his dick inside his hot-bodied Mom was nothing he thought he'd ever get to do. "What about dad?" He asked, feeling a little guilty.

"He's sleeping, in a hotel room, nine-hundred miles from here. That's all you and I need to know," she said in a serious tone, "besides, it wouldn't be like we were having hot sex like a couple of deprived animals. I'm helping you. It's different."

"Wow, all the choices sound great, but..." Devon said.

Lacey smiled and wrapped her arms up around his neck. "Roll me over," she said, knowing exactly which of the three choices her son wanted the most.

Devon rolled his mom over onto her back in the window seat. She propped her knees back and splayed her tan thighs, letting him get a good look at the saddle he was about to ride in.

Devon couldn't believe what he was looking at. His mom's naked legs were bowed wide open, her little bare feet with pointed toes hovering in the air. The skimpy pink shorts were snug against her mons, clearly showing the outline of her plump snatch. "Ohh man, mom," the teen said, gawking. His excitement level was through the roof and she reached out and took his hand.

"Honey, it's ok, don't be nervous! Here's the scenario.I'm one of your girlfriends and we've just gone down to your bedroom to have sex. I want you to show me what you do. I'm not gonna

stop you at all. I'm not gonna give you any pointers. You just do your thing and I'll go along with it, like one of your girlfriends would, okay?" Lacey said.

"Alright. Do you uh, do you want me to wear a condom? I have some in my bag," he said.

"Do you normally wear a condom with the girls you have sex with?" Lacey asked.

"Sometimes, but uh, to be honest, not usually," he said.

Lacey fed him a half-serious scowl. "Not usually huh?"

"No."

"Well, we can discuss the risks of that later, but If you usually go condomless, then I want you to be condomless," she said.

"But what if you get, um, you know..." Devon started.

"Pregnant?" Lacey asked, smiling at his timidness.

"Yeah."

"Well, if you do get me pregnant, I guess we'll be filling this nursery a little sooner than I thought. Lacey said with a smile.

"I suppose so."

"You ready?" Lacey asked, gazing up.at him.

"Uh okay, but I'm kinda nervous, Mom," Devon blushed, remaining on his knees between her legs. His heart was about pounding out of his chest.

She gave him a puzzled look. "Mom?? Devon, my name's Lacey, I'm not your mom, and I hope she's not around anywhere. Sure would be awkward if she found you fucking me," Lacey said in a sweet innocent voice.

"Oh...um, no she's not here," Devon said, getting in on the role-play.

"Oh good, then would you do something for me?" she asked, biting her bottom lip.

"What's that?" Devon asked with a nervous gulp.

"Will you take off my shorts and panties and fuck the shit out of me?" Lacey said, gazing up at him.

Devon's heart was racing. He could hardly breath. His cock was so fucking hard it felt like it was gonna blast off his balls like a rocketship. "Uh...sure," he muttered.

Devon awkwardly grabbed the elastic waistband of his mom's boy shorts and slid them down her hips. Then he did the same with her skimpy pink panties. Lacey had a tiny triangle of neatly trimmed pubic hair on her pubis and Devon could see and smell the deep furrow beneath it.

After pulling her panties off he clumsily shed his boxers. His long thick erection bobbed eagerly up and down as he took position between Lacey's splayed legs.

"Ohh Devon, you're so big," she sighed. The mother stared at his cock as she bowed her legs open even wider, making her pelvis rise higher for penetration. "Yess, stretch my hot little box," she said sexily.

Devon nervously pushed his cock down into his moms cleft, dragging past her engorged clitoris until he felt the resistance give way and his bell-shaped head sink into the hot slippery orifice.

Lacey gasped, arching her back and thrusting her tit-mounds skyward. "Yesss!"

The teen whimpered as he watched half his manhood disappear into her cunt. Lacey suddenly grasped him and pulled Devon down on top of her, wrapping her strong mommy-legs up around him. "Fuck me!" she cried desperately.

Lacey thrust her pelvis and pushed his ass with her heels making Devon's cock plunge all the way to his nutsack.

"Jesusss," the teen moaned.

"Ohh God, yesss!" the mother cried, bouncing her hips, urging him to start thrusting as she adjusted to his impressive size.

Devon's entire body tingled, both from the hot rush and the feeling of his mom's strong coital walls clamp tightly around the meat of his hard penis as he started to hump.

"O-h-h whoa!" his voice quivered.

Lacey clutched his ass with her long nails, pulling him deeper inside her. "Fuck yess! Soo big!" she whimpered, feeling him bottom-out against the head of her cervix.

Devon's cock slipped up and down the gripping birth canal, trying to get a rhythm going. The pink spongy ridges smothered the invading rod, coaxing the glans and clutching the strong veiny shaft. "O-h-h-h shit!" Devon said, as he felt the amazing sensations.

"Harder!" Lacey cried, her pink nails digging into his ass, aiding his thrusts.

"I gotta slow down," Devon gasped, feeling his scrotum tighten.

"No!!" Lacey shouted, her pelvis rocking up and down. "Fuck me harder!" she cried.

Devon felt the world around him swirl in wild euphoria. The experience was a thousand times better than he ever imagined it would be. A raging unstoppable load was racing up his cock. "Ugh!! Shit, I'M GONNA CUM!" he announced, his ass bobbing with greater intensity.

Huge ropes of spunk erupted from Devon's piss-hole, splashing thick white ribbons along the head of Lacey's cervix. The spitting rod flexed and lurched through the squeezing pocket of pink, rising up and back through a gooey froth of mother/son ejaculate.

Devon bucked for almost a full minute before he finally went still and let out a big satisfied sigh. "Ohh man, ohh mom, I'm sorry," He muttered breathlessly.

"Sweetie, stop," She said patiently, catching her own breath.

"You can be honest, it was pitiful, right?" he asked in a disappointed tone.

"No, it wasn't pitiful. Pity is something you feel for someone who has no control over what they do. Being a better lover is something that's completely within your control, you just have to learn how," she said.

"Will you help me, learn how?" Devon asked, rising to his elbows and looking down at her.

"Of course, but I should probably call your father first. My guess is he's texted me a half-dozen times since we've been up here."

"Ok, I should probably get a shower." Devon said, getting up off his mom.

Lacey followed him up and slipped her panties back on. "Hmm, a shower huh? Are you trying to tempt me to skip calling your father right now?" she asked with a wink.

"Up to you."

"Tempting offer, but I'm probably in enough trouble as it is."

Devon watched his mom stride to the nursery door, her panty-covered ass undulating sexily. She stopped in the doorway and looked back salaciously. "But um, it'll be a quick phone call. Feel free and wait for me, if you want," she winked.

Just after she left he heard a squeaky voice of Horny behind him. "You should thank me!"

"What?!" Devon said, spinning around but finding no one there. "Who the fuck are you!"

"I made her horny! That's why she fucked you!"

"Fuck you! You're not real." Devon said quickly leaving the room. He went down to the second floor bathroom and was greeted by the same squeaky voice. "You should fuck her harder next time! Make her scream!"

"If you're so real, why don't you show yourself."

"I can make her want you. I can make her crave your cock forever." Horny said.

"Stop, ok. She's my Mom. She's with my dad. Her and I were just, um...fooling around and she was helping me."

After no response, Devon's eyes scanned the bathroom. "Understand?...Hello??"

Downstairs, Lacy was on the phone. "Hi honey, how's the trek coming along?" she asked as she sat in the rickety chair, naked legs crossed.

"Good, been on the road for a few hours. Just fueling up now. How's the cleaning going?" her husband asked.

A rush of air swept past, hardening Lacey's nipples. She stared into nowhere for a moment.

"Lace, you there?" hubby asked, snapping her from her trance.

"I'm here."

"Are you getting the place in shape?"

"No, um, not really. Not much yet I mean." she said, stumbling through her words.

"Well you two have been there a full day. Have you been resting on your laurels?" he asked with a chuckle.

"No, um, we've been busy. Devon and I, well, we've been busy in the nursery today."

"The nursery?? Come on, honey, that's the last room we should be worried about right now. We don't even have furniture for that room yet." her hubby said.

"No, but we should start thinking about it. I mean technically I could be pregnant already and we don't even know it." she said, feeling some of her son's sperm trickle out of her cunt-crack.

"Ha, doubt that. As busy as we've been with this move, we haven't really been on our regular sex schedule here lately."

"Oh, is that what it is to you, Ron? Something scheduled, like your stupid meetings at work." Lacy said in a pissed tone.

"Lace, come on, you know what I meant. All I was trying to say was I highly doubt you'd be pregnant right now."

"But we don't know that for sure. That's my point."

"All right, focus on the rooms you feel are important then. I gotta finish fueling up and get back on the road," he said.

"Ok, travel safe and give Jenna my love."

Devon started the shower and went over to the toilet to pee. As a steady stream of piss shot from his dangling dong, Lacey walked in completely naked.

Devon about peed on the seat as he watched her prance towards him, her big naked breasts bobbling heavily as she moved. "Geez, Mom, I'm peeing," he said.

"I can see that."she said, stopping at his side.

"And you're naked," he muttered, staring at her big mommy-boobs and the way they sloped down from the side.

"I'm sorry, was I supposed to get in the shower with you fully clothed?" she joked.

"No, I suppose not."

Lacey watched the piss flow from his penis. "Try something for me."

"What?" he asked, naturally feeling awkward.

"See if you can clench your ass cheeks together and make yourself stop peeing."

"Why?" Devon said with a giggle.

"Just do it. I'm trying to help you," she said, trying her best not to crack a grin.

"Fine," Devon said, tightening his ass and making the flow stop, "Happy now?"

Lacey flashed him a beaming smile. "Very."

"Why?" The teen asked.

"You'll see," she said, sashaying towards the shower, making her bare buttocks sway teasingly.

"Dang," the boy muttered, marveling at how absolutely sexy she was naked.

"Finish peeing and come get in the shower with me. I wanna try something," she said.

Devon let the rest of the piss trickle from his prick, then he joined his mom in the shower. He stood for a second and watched her rinse her body, marveling at how stunning she looked. The water cascaded down Lacey's huge dangling breasts. He knew from looking at her bras that they were a 48 triple d, but never realized just how big and heavy breasts that size really were.

"I can see someone's standing at attention again," Lacey said, checking out his hard cock.

Devon looked down at his penis, which was rock hard and sticking straight up. "Oh, yeah, I guess you're right," Devon blushed.

"Trade me spots so you can rinse off," Lacey said.

Devon rinsed himself and Lacey grabbed the bottle of body wash. As her son faced her she began to run her hands over his chest, lathering him up. She looked up into his eyes and gave him a reassuring smile. This was brand new territory for them.

She squirted another big gob on her hand and stepped up close to him. Devon watched as she grasped onto his boner and began to gently stroke it up and down.

"Ahh, man," he sighed, savoring the feel of his mother's grip.

Lacey smiled up at him. "Nope no 'man'...I'm all woman honey."

"A beautiful woman," Devon added, unable to peel his eyes away from naked tits.

"Well I would normally think you're just saying that to be nice, but based on how incredibly hard your dick is, I think you actually mean it," she said.

"Of course I do."

"Well, thank you," she said with a cute little blush.

Lacey squeezed hard on his meat. "The thing about the glans is, you want them to feel good during sex, but not too good, at least not for awhile," The mother explained as she slipped her tight fist up and down his boner.

"Well I hate to say this, but I'm feeling too good already," Devon sighed.

Lacey giggled. "The technique I wanna teach you is called edging. It's where you intentionally bring yourself to the brink of an orgasm, but you don't cum. Instead, you slow your thrusts slightly, tighten your ass and let the pleasurable feelings die down. During intercourse, you can repeat this process and give a woman dozens of orgasms in the process."

"So, um, you mean tighten my ass, just like I did to stop the peeing?"

"Exactly. Let's try it. I want you to tell me when you get close, okay?" she said, jacking his cock expertly.

"Alright."

Lacey increased her speed and tightened her grip, twisting her soapy fist along the massive column of meat.

Devon put his hand on his mom's shoulder, steadying himself as his knees went weak. "Oh wow, Mom, that feels really good," he whimpered, as he watched Lacey's shimmering breasts quiver and ripple as she stroked.

"I know it does, sweetie. Handjobs are a great way for a guy to get pleasure. Don't forget to tell me when you reach the edge," she said tenderly.

"Okay, I'm almost there," he said with a shaky voice. His eyes were zero'd on his mom's big wet tits as they trembled from her movements.

"Are your glans starting to tingle?" Lacey asked.

"Yeah."

"I'm gonna stroke a little slower and I want you to do what you did at the toilet. Squeeze your cheeks together to stop the flow of cum," she instructed.

"Alright I will," Devon said, rising to the edge of an intense cum, "Oohh man!" he trembled.

"Are you at the edge, sweetie?"

"Yesss!"

"Tighten! You can do it!"

Devon tightened his ass cheeks and found that by doing this he was able to stop his load before it rose from his balls. "It's working," he sighed confidently.

"You're doing it, sweetie. Keep tightening until you feel the tingling stop," Lacey said, as she continued pulling her slippery fist up and down his rigid pole. "Better?" she asked.

"Yeah," he sighed.

"Okay, we're gonna speed things up again sweetheart," she said, increasing her cock-milking tempo.

"Ohh damn, okay."

"Hey, look at me," his mom said softly.

Devon looked up.from her tits. Her body glistened and her hair was wet and slicked back. Her big brown eyes gazed up into his, a tiny bit of mascara running from the corners as she savored his reaction.

"You're doing really well, but there's something else I need you to do for me," she said in a sexy mommy voice.

"Okay."

"You need to buck your hips, sweetheart. Push your cock up through my hand and meet my strokes, she instructed.

Devon rocked his hips, meeting Lacey's every down strokes and driving his cock through her slippery grip.

"That's it, that's my boy. You got this," she said proudly.

"Ohh wow, it feels soo good!"

"Keep thrusting, sweetheart. Fuck my hand like a pussy." Lacey said, beating his meat steadily.

"Gggnuhh! I'm feeling really good again!" Devon gasped.

"Let it get to the edge," Lacey said patiently, her jerking hand making a creamy fuck sound as his beat his cock.

"There!" he shouted, his body stiffening.

"Good, now slow your pace and squeeze it off," Lacey said calmly.

Devon's body jerked with pleasure. He had already passed the point of no return. Lacey held onto him, continuing a slow steady squeeze up and down his shaft. "Oh shit, too good! You gotta stop, mom!" Devon moaned.

"No sweetie, just drift along the edge. Focus on squeezing off the cum, but not the pleasure. Stopping Isn't an option," Lacey said.

Devon collapsed onto Lacey's shoulder, his knees buckling. "I can't hold it back!" he whimpered.

"Yes you can. You're doing awesome!" Lacey said encouragingly.

"Ohhnnshitt!!" he cried with a buck of his hips.

Lacey felt his cock flex in her hand and a warm oozing stream of prespunk began to trickle down her fingers. Realizing the dam was about to break, she sped up her stroking.

"OH GOD, MOM, I'M CUMMING!" Devon shouted as his body quivered with overwhelming arousal.

Lacey held him against her, hot wet tits bobbling against his chest as he groaned. She felt a sudden blasting of hot teenaged spunk splash against her tummy and her tits. "It's okay, let it go sweetheart. Spurt that hot load! That's my baby." Lacey said as she squeezed her fist expertly up and down the twitching erection.

It was a full minute of moaning and groaning before Lacey had milked every drop from her son's penis.

Devon kept his head laying against her shoulder. "I'm sorry, it just felt too good," he gasped.

She giggled. "Oh sweetie, it's supposed to feel good, but did you notice how much longer you lasted by squeezing it off?" she asked.

"Yeah, definitely."

"Look at me," she said and Devon complied.

"Becoming a better lover takes practice. It's not gonna happen all at once. Just remember though, girls will flock around the guys that can make them scream. You get good enough with this thing, you'll have them fighting over you, trust me," Lacey explained.

"Wow, how lucky am I to have a Mom this cool?"

"Hey, preparing our boys for the world is what we Moms do. Momma bird, remember?" she smiled, then gave him a quick peck on the lips.

Devon stayed in the shower a while replaying the incredible experience of being fucked, then jacked off by his own beautiful mom. He soaked for a long time in the hot spray.

As he shut off the water and dried off. He noticed his cellphone on the vanity and it was flashing a message. He picked it up and looked. The text message read:

HEY HANDSOME, STAY NAKED AND COME FIND ME! -MOM

"You should thank me!" Came Horny's squeaky voice from somewhere in the room.

"Yeah, you've said that already."

"You're gonna fuck! She's gonna let you fuck her again!" Horny sang.

Devon smiled and walked out of the master bedroom.

The upstairs hallway was quiet and dimly lit.

"Mom?" He called, but there was no answer. His voice seemed to echo through the empty house.

"She's horny! She's naked!" Horny's voice whispered.

Suddenly a door at the end of the hall creaked closed. Devon walked over to it, but found it locked. Seconds later, he got another text on his phone.

LAY DOWN NEXT TO THE DOOR AND STROKE YOUR COCK FOR ME. -MOM

Devon laughed. Obviously his mom was playing a naughty little game with him and he decided to go along with it. He lay down on the floor, with his head next to the door and started to massage his rising dick.

"She's so horny! You're gonna fuck all night!" Horny's voice said.

The door next to his head slowly creaked open, just a tad and Devon watched as a long naked tan leg extending out from the darkness. It looked so soft and baby-smooth, yet strong and matronly.

Lacey's sexy bare foot, with its pink painted toenails, came to rest on his abdomen, then slowly slithered around the base of his shaft and slid onto his large smooth scrotum. He felt her toes clench, massaging the meat of his nuts. "Ohhh wow," he muttered out loud.

He looked up into the crack in the doorway and could barely make out the shadow of his

mom's face and wet mane of hair as she stared down at him.

He felt her toes leave his balls and trail up his belly and chest. From this vantage point he could see the strong muscles in his mom's leg flex as it retracted over him. Her toes slowly...gently grazed across his cheek, then her leg disappeared back into the room.

The door was left open and Devon heard his mom trot across the room playfully. He turned on his side and looked into the room, just in time to see Lacey stop by another door at the far side of the room.

She gazed back at him. He could tell by her silhouetted body that she was completely naked. The form of her breasts jutted out from her chest, huge and ripe. Lacey was light and gracefully on her feet, like a barefoot high school cheerleader.

Devon heard her giggle teasingly as she hurried out the door.

"Hurry! Get her! Pin her down and split her twat!" Horny's voice said.

Devon quickly got up and followed after his mom, his now hardened cock bobbing up and down.

The light was on in the back circular stairway. Devon looked down from the top of the stairs just in time to see Lacey reach the first floor. She paused, flashed him a seductive look and rolled her tongue across her top lip. Devon's heart skipped a beat. Never in a million years did he think his own mother would give him this kind of look. If looks could speak, Lacey just screamed "COME FUCK ME!"

"I told you so, she wants to fuck hard," Horny said.

Lacey giggled and rushed away. Devon nearly stumbled descending the stairs after her. He got

to the bottom floor and saw that the back door was open in the kitchen. He looked outside and saw his mom's shadowy figure gracefully trotting down the hill towards the boathouse.

"Go get her! Go fuck her!" Horny urged.

Lacey stopped midway and looked back at her son in the doorway. Her nude body glistened in the night rain. With a playfully little giggle she continued towards the boathouse, her big breasts bouncing wildly.

"Go! She wants to fuck you in there." The voice behind him said.

Devon rushed down the hill after her, like a horny puppy excitedly following after the bitch in heat. He got to the boathouse and crept inside. It was dark and Devon could hear the water lapping against the docking area.

"Mom?" he called.

"Up here," he heard her softly whisper.

Devon turned to find a ladder leading up into a loft. He slowly climbed to the top and found a large bunk area and his mom's body spread out across it. Lacey was on her back, her legs bent at the knees, thighs splayed apart. Devon about lost his breath as he gazed at her wet naked curves shimmering in the moonlight.

"Hi," she said in a soft, sweet yet seductive voice.

"Hi," he muttered, his heart thumping wildly.

She reached her hand out for him. "Come here."

Devon crawled up and rested against the soft saddle between her legs. He could feel the heat of her genitals as his rigid shaft squashed against her outer lips.

He gazed into her glowing eyes. She pulled him down to her lips and after a few sensual kisses their tongues began to dance, their mouths fused together in an open oval.

Devon began to prod and poke, his brick-hard penis searching for her entrance. Finally he found it and his cockflesh sunk down into her hot wet love-pit.

The warm spongy ridges along Lacey's vaginal walls squeezed around the meat of her son's dick as it sunk all the way to her hot inner core. Packed completely full, she clutched down tight on the rod, smothering it in a grip that only an experienced mom could give. "Ugh, shit," Devon moaned in ecstasy.

"Fuck meee," she whispered.

His hips set in motion. Lacey prepared her body for the fuck, pivoting her hips so that her cunt was at a better angle for her son's assault. She slid her long shapely legs up around his back, their soft smooth-shaven skin still wet and slippery from the rain.

"Remember, tighten when it tingles. We should be able to go much longer this time," she said softly.

"Got it."

Devon's strong sturdy erection plowed steadily through the tight slippery tube of pink pussy. His large hairless scrotum made lewd slapping sounds as it struck the ring of Lacey's crinkled butthole, over and over.

As he bucked and groaned Devon lay his face against the crook of his mom's neck. He could feel her slippery tits sloshing around between them. Of course, it wasn't long before the sensations were just too much, but he tightened his ass like his mom had taught him and slowed the pace just a little.

"Ohh yess, honey, just like that," Lacy sighed.

"Ready to speed up again?" Devon asked confidently.

"Absolutely!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with a beaming look of excitement.

The teen began to pound her cunt with long hard thrusts. "Yesss! Fuckmee!" she cried.

Lacey wasn't making it easy. She slammed her cunt up against his hard-on, over and over, trying to speed things up even faster. To make it even more challenging, she tightened her cunt muscles, making them ripple up and down the tender teenaged fuckpole.

"Ohh, Mom," Devon moaned in delight.

He sat up on his elbows, hoping the change in positioning would take the edge off. Lacey scissored her legs open, humping her ass off the mattress. This didn't help poor Devon's excitement level, especially when he looked down and saw her tits rolling up and down her chest like two overfilled water balloons.

"Daamnn!" he groaned, trying with all his might to pinch off the rising cum-blast.

"Come on, squeeze it off, honey," Lacy panted, "I need you to keep fucking me."

Lacey could tell her son was fighting off the orgasm. Not only by his slowing pace and obvious

state of arousal, but also by the way his cock was pulsing and flexing inside her. She was proud that he was already making progress, but knew it would boost his ego even more if he could make her cum on his dick. "Yesss, make me cum! Come on!!" she cried out.

Devon found himself being guided back down onto his mom. This time her legs were thrown way back and rested on his strong shoulders. He sped up and found a nice steady rhythm.

They kissed and fucked and kissed some more. Lacey gazed up into Devon's eyes with wild lust, as if he were really beginning to scratch the itch inside her. "That's it, right there, don't stop," she said desperately, "Oh God, Devon don't you dare fucking stop!"

At this angle Devon's erection was literally plowing against Lacey's G-spot, stimulating the sensitive rubbery ridges along the top of her birth canal.

"Oohhghhyeesss!!" the busty mother screamed, clutching and humping, her strong sleek legs fastened so tightly around Devon's back it seemed as though she was trying to pull his entire body into her hot cunt.

Lacey humped in a frenzy of fuck-passion, pistoning her horny, throbbing pussy onto his cock. "Oh God, baby, please don't stop!" she cried out, teetering on the edge of a juicy cum.

Devon watched his mom continue to gasp, her mouth wide open. Her eyes began to roll back in her head, her pretty face contorting. The site was enough to make his balls boil over in a split-second. "Ohh Mom, OOHH SHIT!! he groaned, his body shaking.

The walls of her cunt closed up like a clamp. Devon felt like his cock was being pushed out, but he realized she was only tightening up. His strong rigid boner pushed forward, persisting with ball-bumping thrusts.

"Ugghhnnfuuuck!!" Lacey's scream reverberated throughout the boathouse as her body began to tremble in orgasm.

Devon groaned as the dam broke and thick ropes of spunk erupted from his pisshole, soaking the tight quivering walls of pink pussy.

Their wet sticky bodies clutched and writhed and humped together for a good five minutes, like two anacondas wrapped in throes of a mating ball.

Finally, they collapsed in a sticky heap.

"That was...amazing," Devon sighed, his head laying against his mom's soft chest.

"Very amazing," Lacey said breathlessly, running her fingers through his hair.

After finally catching his breath, Devon lifted his head and gazed down at her. "Did I make you cum?" he asked.

"Did you ever," she smiled, staring up into his eyes dreamily.

"Wow, I've never made a girl cum before," he said proudly.

"A pretty good boost of confidence huh?"

"Yeah, for sure," he said with a nod.

"You're using your skills, which means you're starting to last longer before you ejaculate. I'm so proud of you," she said.

"Thanks, Mom," he blushed, "thanks for helping me."

Lacey held her son's hand as they strolled naked back to the house. She locked the door behind them and turned out the lights downstairs.

As she led him up the stairs, Devon's heart was racing. He felt like the rest of the world had vanished and the only things that existed were him and his beautiful mother. There was pure magic in the air and somehow he knew he had a long night ahead of him.

"Grab your things and bring them down to our bedroom." Lacey said, as she let his hand go.

"Our bedroom?" Devon asked.

"Well, yeah. Is your dad living in this house right now?" she asked, placing her hands on her wide birthing hips.

"Well, no. He's on the road, so technically I guess not," Devon said.

"Well then 'technically' I guess that makes it our house then doesn't it. Our house...our rules and our bedroom. Now get your things," she smiled, turning and walking into the bedroom.

Devon stood there for a second like a love-struck puppy, watching his mom's bare buttocks undulate as she strode towards the master bathroom. "Holy shit, look at that ass! " he thought as he felt his cock rise.

"You should thank me," he heard Horny say.

Devon smiled. "You again?"

"You're gonna fuck again. She plans on letting you fuck her all night long," the voice said.

Devon rushed down to his room and collected his things. When he got down to the master bedroom his mom was still in the bathroom with the door closed. "Sweetie?" Lacey called from behind the door.

"Yeah, Mom?"

"Get into bed, I'll be right out."

Devor saw her phone on the bed flashing and picked it up. "Hey mom, it looks like dad's called like eighty times."

"Ignore it. He can call eight-hundred times if he wants. We're busy. I'll call him in the morning."

Now Devon's phone lit up. "Shit, now he's calling my phone. Should I answer?"

"And tell him what, that you're about to fuck me again?"

Devon spun around just as Lacey emerged from the bathroom. She was wearing a crotchless nylon bodystocking and her hair was back in a pony. Devon's mouth hung open. She smiled, slowly stepping towards him, her massive boobs jiggling beneath the nylon fabric. "You okay?" she asked with a knowing giggle.

"Yeah, I'm just not used to seeing you in things like that."

"Well at least I'M wearing something, Tarzan," she joked, glancing down at the huge jutting

erection pointing at her.

"Sorry," he blushed.

"No you're not and that's ok, trust me, I'm not complaining," she said, smiling wantonly as she stared at his cunt-splitter.

Lacey's phone lit up. "God, he's so annoying! But I suppose I should answer, so he knows we're both still alive," she said, bringing her phone to her ear. "Hi honey," she said, trying to sound cheery.

"What the fuck, Lacey?! I've been trying to call you guys for the past three hours."

"I know, I know, I saw the missed calls."

"Oh and you didn't think to call me back?"

An invisible force swept through the room, hardening Lacey's nipples and making her engorged clitoris tingle with overwhelming need.

"Lacey?"

The mother was snapped from a temporary trance. "I'm here! What did you need?"

"What did I need? I told you earlier I was calling back this evening. What's going on with you, are you okay?"

"I'm great. Devon and I are just crawling into bed," she said, putting it on speaker and creeping down onto the mattress.