Mom, Me and Our Adventures with Spunk: part 1

Mom, Me and Our Adventures with Spunk. 1

Sometimes being a slightly porky, nerd culture obsessed dork with specs, tight curly brown hair, blue eyes and a shy, awkward disposition has its perks..

Big boobed blonde babe Binky Brewster was the hottest girl in class and every horny mongrel and panting pip squeak lusted and drooled over the very ground she walked on. Sex had a name and she sat two rows in front of me flaunting her sizzling sexuality like the temptress she truly was. To bang that tight little snatch of hers was at the top of every male student’s bucket list at Dingleberry High and probably most of the teachers too come to think of it – both male and female.

Which was kind of weird because right now the divine Binky was sliding and slithering that sloppy golden pussy of hers up and down my stiff dick like she was heading for home in the Kentucky Derby. Suffice to say, I was in fuckboy heaven and enjoying the ride immensely.

“Oooooo, Henry!!” she squealed in that lispy high pitched squeak of hers as she bottomed out and wriggled her ass enthusiastically against my heated crotch, “Squeeze my titties too!!” she urged as I reached up and grabbed her huge melons that had me deliriously dizzy as they bounced around on her sweaty chest like hyperactive balloons.

Her brown nipples were as thick and hard as doorstops and she yelped as I rubbed my thumbs roughly over them again and again. My eager hands kneaded and squeezed her abundant marshmallows that had her warm flesh oozing out between my fingers as she dropped forward so I could suckle each rosebud until my heart’s content.

Down in her hot sloppy crotch pot, I could feel the firm muscles of her wet pussy undulating up and down my stiff pecker as I felt the swollen purple head throbbing against the opening of her deepest secrets. My huge chunky cock was stuffed so far up her pussy I could hear the bells going ding-a-ling-a-ling in her head as she squealed loudly as she climaxed again and again. Fuck me, she was tight. Tight as a drum. Tight as a whistle. My long schlong throbbing dong had fucked the virginity right out of her and no mistake. “Christ,” I gasped, “Wait until I toss you over you horny little bitch and ram my raging boner up that sassy little asshole of yours. You”ll be climbing the walls begging for mercy by the time I’m finished with you!!”

She looked glorious with the late afternoon sun flickering through the partially closed blinds as we fucked like Mr &Mrs Rabbit on my single squeaky bed. This may be one small insignificant step for banging pussy but it was a huge fucking leap for yours truly, Henry Peterson aged 18 and a bit. Move over James. T. Kirk. I had literally gone where no man had gone before and it was TOTALLY AWESOME!!

“Oooh, Henry!” Binky gasped again as she tweaked her hard abused nipples and squeezed her sore boobs that made her shudder through another orgasm that soaked my straining nut sack with her boiling oil, “I just love that beeg cock of yours up my tight poosy, thweetie!!”

“Why thank you very much,” I replied smugly as I enthusiastically bounced her up and down making my fat tingling dong slither and slide inside her gripping hole, “Ready for a belly full of spunk, Babe?” I teased as I felt the old jungle juice bubbling nicely in the pot like a well-cooked stew.

“Ooooo yeth please, you beeg STUD!” she squealed as I fucked my whambamthankyoumam harder and harder up into her distended beaver. So hard that she was bouncing around on top of me like a demented ragdoll as the bed creaked and groaned under us.

This was Rock and Roll sex. Fucking like it was going out of business. I could feel my asshole tightening up as the rocket slid into the chute ready for lift-off. “You got it, Baby. Any second now I’m about to fill your tight little pussy right up with grade A premium four-star straight from the pump,” I promised her with my cock pounding away like a jackhammer on speed. Nearly there, I grunted to myself. This was going to be a big one. My balls felt swollen and huge. Obscenely inflated like a pair of spunk filled grapefruits just ready to blow little Miss. Brewster’s pretty head off. Boy, was she in for a surprise when she realized how much stuff I was shooting deep inside her cute little belly.

Oh fuck. Oh shit. Hang on to your hats. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut. Here it comes as I felt that familiar rush of release as my balls locked and loaded ready to fire my first volley of creamy hot thick sperm into her.

“HENRY!!”

WOOoooo Hooooo! I was in that pre-ejaculation moment grinning like a loon as I tried to make that wonderful feeling of release last as long as possible. It took a couple of seconds to realize something was wrong.

Huh?

Still dreaming of the delectable Binky, I blinked and opened my eyes as I lay there stark naked sweating like a penguin in a sauna on my bed. What the fuck was that? Was that someone calling my name? It sounded just like..

I raised my head slightly from the pillow and looked down to where I was still jerking my painfully swollen dick this way and that as I tried to pop one out up over my bare belly and chest. Above me, in the panting sexual funk of my wanton mind, my fading dream girl was still smiling down at me as she bounced up and down on my straining member promising me I was the only man for her and that we would fuck like bunnies from now until forever.

I was nearly there. Just a couple of tugs more and…

“HENRY!!!”

My eyes popped wide open and I froze with fear. No, no, no! Not NOW. Are you fucking kidding me?! Holy fucking shitballs. MOM?!

What was she doing home? Hadn’t she gone to Grandma’s for the day? Covered in sweat, I glanced wide-eyed at my bedside clock. What the heck? She wasn’t due back for at least another hour or so. More than enough time for me to strangle the turkey again to help ease that pesky ache in my nuts that had been bothering me for a week now. An ache that would only go away if I emptied the old coconuts at least three times a day.

Suddenly, I heard the familiar THUD THUD THUD of someone coming up the stairs and I started to freak the fuck out just as my spunk slithered up my rock hard pipe.

Oh, fuck a duck, Dude. ABORT. ABORT. ABORT. Abandon fucking ship. Reverse the polarity of the neutron flow and all that stuff.

Groaning in frustration as I wriggled around like a beached whale, I tried to sit up wondering what the fuck I was going to do. NO FUCKING WAY could I let my Mom see me tossing off Captain Beefstick just as he fired a load of the white stuff all over my bare chest and stomach.