9 comments/ 14875 views/ 7 favorites Happy Daze: Balling Mrs. C. By: vicvitale A few days earlier, full scale painting begins on Fonzie's apartment over the Cunningham garage, a project they expect to last a week or more. So, with nowhere else to stay, Howard and Marion Cunningham offer their young friend the bedroom once used by their oldest son who's away at college. Howard thinks it's a nice gesture. Marion will cum to love the idea. The first night . . . It's late at night and Marion Cunningham wants to get frisky, but husband Howard's much too tired from his hardware business to take care of his horny wife. Happily, Mrs. C. doesn't have to go without. She finds Arthur Fonzarelli in a bedroom a few doors down the hall where Fonzie gladly takes care of Howard's bedroom business. While lying alone on a bed inside the spare bedroom of the Cunningham house, Fonzie hears voices coming from inside the master bedroom. Since their door isn't closed all the way, it isn't hard to figure out what's going on inside the Cunningham bedroom. It looks to Fonzie that the lady of the house is just as horny as he is. So much so, she's actually begging her husband for sex. "C'mon, Howard honey! Do it with me! It's been so long and I really need it bad!" Sadly for Marion, Howard Cunningham isn't nearly as anxious as his wife. "Jesus, Marion! Do you know what time it is? You know I get to get up early for work. Why do you always pick a work night to have sex?" he says, but the his wife's quite adamant about what she wants. The lady really wants to fuck. "Because I need it, Howard! That's why!" she tells her husband before showing him. Fonzie can't hear any more talking, but he can definitely hear the hot Mrs. Cunningham. moaning while sucking. "Uhmmmm! Ohh, uhmmmmm! Your cock's so nice, Howard baby! Please fuck me with it! Please, baby!" Fonzie can hear Richie's mother blowing her husband, even begging for his cock. By now, Fonzie's more than ready to fuck the hot mother himself, even have Mrs. C. blow him too. Unlike the tired husband, horny Fonzie is more than happy to bang the horny wife. It makes no difference that she's his best friend's mother. If Mrs. C. is asking for his cock, he'll give it to her just like he gave it to Joanie, his best friend's teenage sister. Sadly for horny Marion Cunningham, her tired husband isn't nearly as ready as his wife or horny house guest, or even her young hot daughter for that matter. "No, Marion! I'm too tired. We'll do it tomorrow when I get home. I promise! Right now I need to get some sleep!" "Oh, Howard!" Richie's mother laments. There's a long silence before he hears the man snoring. Not much later, Fonzie hears the unmistakable moaning sounds a woman makes while masturbating herself to orgasm. This probably feels good to her, but he knows the fix is only temporary. Mrs. C. still needs a cock. Fonzie knows this as he walks out into the hall. He also knows Mrs. C. will use the bathroom. All women use the bathroom after cumming, self-induced or otherwise. He's waiting for her as she walks into the hall, and his presence startles her. "Arthur! What are you doing here?" she asks as she emerges into the hall. When she sees him standing in earshot of her bedroom, she knows. "You heard?" she asks, but already knows what he heard. He nods. "Yeah! Ayyy! I'm sorry! Couldn't help it! I used the bathroom and was on my way back." While looking over at Mrs. C. he can't help noticing the short see-though nightgown she's wearing, a sexy outfit not usually seen on the likes of Richie's very modest mother. It's briefness shows off a very fine body he's never seen or thought of in a sexual way . . . until now. She sees him leering and shakes her head in disgust. "I get no privacy even in my own home," she says while moving towards the bathroom. "I have to pee! Can I do that without you listening?" He nods his head yes, but listens anyway. It's hard not to hear her pee. When she comes out of the bathroom a few minutes later he's waiting. "I didn't mean to listen to you and Howard. I'm sorry!" "Yeah! Well, I'm sorry too, Arthur! What my husband and I do in our bed is none of your business." Maybe so, but a brazen Fonzie is horny enough to push the envelope with the older, suddenly sexy lady. "Maybe so, but it doesn't have to be that way, Marion baby! I could make your sex life my business." This strikes a nerve, and she responds just as you'd expect from the staid Mrs. C. "Your business? Are you unreal? No way in hell am I ever opening my legs for you! And where do you get off calling me Marion baby! I'm not your baby, Arthur Fonzarelli! I'm Mrs. Cunningham to you, and don't you ever forget it!" Clearly, Arthur's bold move fails big time. So, if he wants to clear the air, he needs to apologize in a hurry. "Ayyy! You're right, Mrs. C. I'm sorry. I'm going to bed," he says while moving towards his room. "You should be, Arthur! It was a very inappropriate thing to say to me in light of who I am. You can't go around proposing sex to a married woman. It just isn't done, and Howard would be very angry if he knew what you said to me." He speaks again while looking back at her. "Ayyy! You're right, Mrs. C. I shouldn't have said that to you. It wasn't right to say even if I'd already said it to your daughter. Upon hearing that, Richie's sexy mother follows Fonzie right into his room. "What do you mean my daughter? What did you say to Joanie? She's only eighteen you know? I hope it had nothing to do with sex." The truth is, Fonzie says too much on purpose. He wants Richie's mother inside his room. "Look, Mrs. C! What I said to Joanie has everything to do with sex, and I'm sorry for it. Now just go!" Instead of leaving, Marion moves closer, a move Fonzie counts on. "Go? Don't tell me to go. I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what you said to my daughter." As she speaks, Fonzie sees right through her transparent nightgown. With the help of the nightstand light, he sees all her naked splendor and he wants what he sees. "Understand one thing, Mrs. C! Joanie may only be eighteen, but she can be a big cock tease when she wants to be. She knows how to tease a guy until he's crazy with lust for her. That's why I did it with her. I couldn't help it! I'm sorry." "What are you saying, Arthur Fonzarelli? My daughter's a cock-teasing slut?" "Oh no, Mrs. C. I never said she was a slut, just a cock-tease. I knew it was wrong, but that's what Joanie did to me. Your daughter was just too sexy for her own good. I had to do it with her!" Much to his amazement, Mrs. C. actually starts to feel sorry for him, precisely what Fonzie wants with the well-built and sexy, fifty year old mother of his best friend. "Oh, Fonzie! You poor, poor boy! If only I'd known what Joanie was doing to you I would have put a quick stop to it. I had no idea my daughter excited you so much. My God, Fonzie! She just a young girl. She doesn't know any better! Who knew?" Fonzie can't believe it. His plan is working. "But, she's Not a young girl, Mrs. C. Joanie's only eighteen, but she's a fully developed, beautiful sexy women just like her mother." Fonzie says the magic words, again a smart move. All women love hearing they're beautiful and sexy, even angry mothers trying in vain to protect her beautiful, sexy daughter from rakes like Fonzie. Mrs. C. doesn't know it yet, but she's falling right into the trap of the biggest rake of them all. "Oh, Arthur! That's so sweet of you." "No, it isn't, Mrs. C.! That's why you've got to get out of here right now. Please go before I try the same thing with you!" "Oh, I don't believe that! I'm Richard and Joanie's mother. You would never try anything sexual with me. I mean you couldn't! I'm so much older than you and I'm Howard's wife. How could you even think of having sex with me?" Fonzie pauses again before speaking, This gives her time to think about what he says and again, it's a very smart move by a pro. She gets it. "Wait a minute! What are you saying, Arthur Fonzarelli! I'm a cock-teasing slut too? Is that what you're trying to tell me, young man?" she asks with her hands on her hips, her big tits poking her too-tight, see-through nightgown. "Well, I'm not! At least, I don't think I am. At least, Howard's never told me that!" "No, Mrs. C.. You're not a slut!" "No! I'm a good woman who's married to a wonderful man. I could never tease another man like you're saying I do." Fonzie has his opening. "Maybe not on purpose, Mrs. C., but you have! I know you didn't mean to, but you did the very same thing to me that your daughter did. In fact, you're doing it right now. Please! That's why you have to leave they room before I'm tempted to try something with you!" He moves close enough for her to hug him if she wants. She does. "Oh my God, Arthur! I'm so sorry! "You know I didn't mean to do that?" Suddenly, they're hugging each other dangerously close. He can feel her big tits and if she wants, she can feel his hard one. Ever the lady, Mrs. C. ignores what she's feeling for the time being. In her naive mind, it's just not proper for a married lady to acknowledge another man's penis. "My God, Fonzie! You're my son's very best friend, and almost a son to me," she says. "I could never try to arouse you in purpose. It wouldn't be very fair to you!" "No, it wouldn't, Mrs. C. But, sometimes things happen that you can't control, like now!" he says as his hands reach around her body and grab a hold of the lady's soft meaty ass. Suddenly, he's pressing his big hard cock to her real flat belly. Mrs. C. just can't ignore it any longer "Oh my God! I have aroused you, haven't I? My Goodness! I have to go! I better go now!" she says, but doesn't move away from the big hard cock touching her belly. Being a pro with older women, Fonzie continues to play it smartly. As much as he wants it, he isn't pushing it with Richie's mother. She needs to make the first move. "You better go now! Please, Mrs. C.! Before it's too late and the things we talked of start to happen." "You're right, Arthur! Things can happen that we can't control. If I don't go now, these things will happen and I won't want to stop them from happening," Mrs. C. says this while shifting her body from side to side, feeling his hardness even more so than before. The things are already happening and Fonzie knows it. Yet, he doesn't push it. "Please, Mrs. C.! You better go now! I mean it!" he says, but doesn't stop dry-humping the quite tasty body of Richie's mother's with a cock all set to explode. Not surprisingly, the older lady rubs right back, moving her body from side to side against the hard rubbing cock. It isn't a huge move, but the first move nonetheless. "I can't go! I know I should go, but I can't go. You know that, don't you, Arthur?" Mrs. C. knows she's hooked. And so does Fonzie, but why not make sure? "No Mrs. C.! You have to go! I just can't do it. You're my friend's mother. No matter how much I may want to, it wouldn't be right doing it with you!" Fonzie lies big time. Reverse psychology is working big time and the tide is turning. "Oh no, Mr. Fonzarelli! That just isn't so!" "Ayyy! Why not?" "Because I say so, that's why!" she says while pushing Arthur back onto the bed. "Ayyy! Mrs. C! What are you doing?" "It's quite simple, Arthur honey! When it comes to sex and my body, only I can decide what's right or wrong." While leaning on his elbows, Arthur looks up as Mrs. C. lifts her nightgown up over her head. His mouth waters in anticipation as she gawks lustfully at the lady's big bare tits and very exposed hairy red bush. "Mr. C.'s not gonna like this!" "Oh, phooey on Mr. C!" she cries out while climbing onto the small bed as well as a shocked Arthur Fonzarelli. "Ayyy! I'm just saying this ain't right!" "But it is, Arthur! If Mr. C. had done what he was supposed to do with his very horny wife, she wouldn't be here doing it with you. Now, would she, Arthur?" "Ayyy! Whatever you say, Mrs. C." Because he knows what's at stake, the Fonz continues to play it cool. He still wants Mrs. C making the first move, so he lays there waiting. Not much later, she does. She reaches for his brief underwear and tugs the pants down his body. When his huge cock springs out from within, she's astounded by its massiveness. "Oh, my Goodness! Arthur! Your . . . your penis is so . . . so big! I've never seen one this size. My husband's manhood is pale in comparison to yours. My word!" The horny lady waits no more. Without further adieu, and with tremendous anxiety, Mrs. Marion Cunningham kneels up over Arthur Fonzarelli and lets the hard knob of his massive penis slip between her juicy cunt lips and up into her surprisingly wet and juicy cunt. At this point, there's a dramatic change in the woman's demeanor. By virtue of the giant cock taking up her entire insides, Mrs. C. is a changed woman with a brand new vocabulary of very saucy words. "Oh, Fonzie! Fuck me with that! Whatever you have inside me. baby, I want you fucking me with it! Can you do that, Fonzie baby! Can you fuck Mrs. C, just like she wants it? Please say you can, Oh, Fonzie! Fonzie! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Stunned Fonzie just can't believe what he's hearing, seeing and feeling. For starters, her juicy hot cunt is squeezing his cock as she bounces up and down, fucking him instead of the other way around. Secondly, the streetlamp light from the window shows what no one ever expects to see from Richie's mother, and that's a very hot lady taking the big hard meat of a man other than her husband. And finally, it's what the turned-on woman is saying as she fucks like Fonzie never expected Mrs. C. fucking. "Oh yes, baby! Give it to me! Fuck me! Fuck me good! Give me your cock, Fonzie baby! Give me your cock and fuck me!" With this kind of stimulation, Fonzie can cum quite easily, but doesn't. With so much fucking to do and so much of Mrs. C. to enjoy, he holds back his juice for as long as he can. "God, Mrs. C.! Your tits are so fucking nice!" he says while holding onto the bucking lady with both her tits inside his hands, his mouth alternating between her big stiff nipples as his cock take care of the heated cunt below, Mrs. C. moans from his oral stimulation, groans from the meat muscle stimulating her horny cunt. Even as she moves, he holds onto and sucks both of her big bare tits. He does no wrong. "Oh, Fonzie! Fonzie! I . . . I just love what you're doing to me, Fonzie honey! My tits feel so good! My pussy feels so good!" "Ayyy! My cock feels good too! I love fucking you! Who knew you'd be so hot!" "Me too! I wish we could do this forever, sweet baby! Fucking for you is better than anything," she says before lifting his head. "Kiss me! Kiss me while you fuck me!" The hot mother holds back nothing with their first time kiss. Her tongue is long and meaty as it takes over his mouth, sucking on his tongue while her cunt sucks on his cock. There's the tendency to say how much he loves kissing her mouth, but Fonzie does this with his hard, pulsating cock. He stops kissing and cries out. "I'm cumming! I'm sorry, Mrs. C.! You're making me fucking cum!" As he explodes inside her, she keeps right on kissing, tasting his tongue and talking, talking and eating his tongue. "That's okay, Fonzie baby! I want you cumming! Let it go, baby! Fill my hole! I'll get you hard again. I promise, baby!" A promise isn't necessary. Fonzie's cock stays hard even through cumming. "I'm still fucking you! I want you cumming!" he says as he feels her body jerking out of control. "You're cumming for me, aren't you, Marion baby? My hard cock is making you cum!" "Yes, damnit! YES! Fuck me! I want you fucking me! I'm . . . I'm cumming too!" As she cums, he does too, filling her hole while pumping away. As they do, Marion's body spasms and jerks, shakes violently while being fucked as never before. It isn't her husband who just fucked her. It's her son's friend and he's way bigger and better than Howard. After cumming, Marion falls over onto Arthur with her big tits pressing to his chest. Except for her gasping breath, she's relatively silent. For Marion, this is a rarity. Normally, she's a woman who always has something to say. This time, she's very quiet. Marion says nothing. She's thinking about what she just did. "I have to go!" she tells Arthur. "If Howard wakes up he'll miss me." The thing is, Fonzie doesn't want Mrs. C. going anywhere. He needs more from Richie's mother, much more. "NO! You can't go, Mrs. C.! We have to fuck again!" Sadly, he isn't getting it. Riche's mother is back to being just that, a real nice lady who couldn't possibly do what he wants of her. "Oh no, Arthur! We can't It wouldn't be right! My Goodness! I must go! I . . . I have to go! Please, Arthur! Let me up! My . . . my husband will know." As she slips her nightgown over her head, Marion thinks about her sex with Arthur and it bothers her to no end. While the sex was good, the feeling of guilt is awful. As she lays down in bed next to her sleeping husband there are tears in her eyes. * * * The thoughts of guilt still haven't left Marion's head by the next morning. Even as she prepares breakfast for her husband, Mrs. C. just can't get the sex with Arthur out of her head. The young fried of her son made her feel real good, making the married lady feel real, real bad. Marion loves her husband very much and wouldn't hurt Howard for anything. Now she might have. If he ever finds out what she's done Howard will be terribly hurt. At the same time, Fonzie hasn't stopped thinking about his fuck of Mrs. C. either. As nice as it was to have sex with someone so Goddamn fucking hot, the big stud is having the same misgivings as the older mother of his best friend. What they did together shouldn't have happened. Fonzie knows this the second he wakes up the next day. He may have fucked Richie's mother, but much more than that, he fucked the wife of his dear old friend, Howard Cunningham. The guilt couldn't have been any more overwhelming when Fonzie walks into the kitchen and sees Mr. C. having breakfast before he leaves for work. And it doesn't help when Howard greets with his big friendly smile and usual handshake. At this point, Fonzie wants to run and hide, but he takes it like a man and sits right down with the husband of the woman whose pussy he loved fucking. As the two men chat over eggs and coffee made by Marion, Fonzie looks over at Richie's mother standing in front of the kitchen sink. She's doing the dishes and wearing a simple, but very tight housedress, one that clings tightly to her big, but nice soft ass. His cock react and starts to grow. The guilt is subsiding. The mirror in front of the sink shows her reflection looking back at him. Strangely, her teasing smile doesn't show the same guilt she expressed the night before. It shows the same lust her eyes showed as they fucked. If Fonzie didn't know better, he'd say Marion's eyes were sending him a far different message. As Howard looks down at his plate of eggs, Fonzie looks at Richie's mother. She looks very sexy with no stockings covering her bare meaty legs. Fonzie remembers those same bare meaty legs spread wide for him. But, a look back at Mr. C. makes Fonzie dismiss any erotic thoughts he's having for the man's wife. "I have to get going!" Fonzie announces and Howard says the same. He's late for work at the hardware store, but Fonzie isn't. He has no work that day at the garage, only fun at home if he wants it. He doesn't. In spite of the lusty look he's getting from Richie's mother, Fonzie has no desire to once again tread on Mr. C.'s feelings. If she wants to fuck, it has to be with her husband later that night. In the meantime, as Fonzie goes to leave, Marion and Howard hug goodbye. Happy Daze: Balling Mrs. C. "What time will you be home, dear?" she asks her husband as they part. When he tells her later than usual, she frowns. "Oh Howard! What about your promise,? You said you'd make it up to me tonight. It would be extra special, you said!" Grinning sheepishly, Howard kisses Marion on the cheek. "I will, babe! I promise! We'll get frisky right after I shower." Fonzie doesn't want to eavesdrop. But like the night before, he just can't help hearing Richie's mother and father discuss their plans for sex. This time, however, is slightly different. This time, Richie's mother's glad Fonzie hears it all. "He won't do anything with me. I know that already, Arthur!" "You do?" "Yes, I do! He'll be asleep right after his shower. There'll be no frisky for me." "Frisky?" "Yes, Arthur! Frisky! Howard says frisky when he means sex. He says we'll get frisky after his shower, but I know better, Arthur! He won't be doing it with anyone tonight, least of all me. And you DO know what that means, don't you?" Fonzie knows all right. Unless the real hot babe gets a big hard cock, poor Mrs. C. will spend the night playing with herself. Can Fonzie stand by and allow such a travesty to happen? "Ayyy! We can't have that, can we?" "No, we can't, Arthur dear!" she says while starting to unbutton the front of her real tight housedress. Little by little, Arthur sees more and more of Richie's mother's naked body as she opens the front of the dress. He's happy to see she isn't wearing anything underneath. Arthur likes what he sees, but NOT what he's still feeling. There's still the matter of hurting Mr. C. "But, what about the guilt, Mrs. C? What about that? Don't you feel guilty anymore? Ayyy! I sure as shit do! The man was just here with us. How can I possibly do anything with his wife?" Fonzie pleads his losing case. The man's wife hears his case, but it doesn't matter. The wife has her own agenda. She opens the housedress and lowers the top off her shoulders, revealing to him enormous tits he just can't ignore. "You can if you really want to!" she says what he already knows. "My husband's ignoring me. I need someone to take care of me, Arthur. That someone's you!" Even if he still wants to say no, she makes this virtually impossible and it isn't just the teasing of her stunning breasts. Like the night before, she pushes him down. this time on the couch, and within seconds, is on top of him, opening his fly and tugging on his pants. Suddenly, she has his big cock out and inside both her hands. "Goodness, Arthur! Is this the beauty I had inside me? How could I Not want it again? Please Arthur! Let me have it!" "I can't, Mrs. C!! It ain't right! Howard's gonna be real pissed if he ever finds out." "Oh, Arthur! I know it isn't right, but it will definitely be GOOD! I know this too! Just let me show you, sweet boy! Ohhh, uhmmmmm, ohh, uhmmmmmm!" "Ohhhh, Goddd! Godddd!" Fonzie moans to the definite good of Marion sucking off his big cock. It's so unexpected, but oh so fucking nice! Who fucking knew? "Uhmmm, ohh, uhmm!" she moans loudly as Mrs. C. sucks on his cock with the same proficiency she uses when cooking her famous Shepard's Pie. Her long meaty tongue does the Irish Jig on the head of his cock; her wet lips glide from his balls to the hard head for a ferocious lick before taking it whole for even more licking and gliding. The blowjob is so good it isn't long before Fonzie wants to dump his load into Richie's mother's incredible sucking mouth. In Howard's eyes, this wouldn't be right either, but right or wrong isn't on the table anymore. Only nice and good is, and Mrs. C.'s very nice blowjob is making Fonzie feel oh, so good. So good, he wants the same for cock-sucking Marion. So, with tremendous restraint, Fonzie withdraws his cock from Marion's mouth and moves quickly. In a flash, he's on top of her with his face going right between her held open legs. Then, as his cock hovers over her mouth, his lips and tongue go right for her hairy, uncovered pussy. What happens then is not unlike the night before when a fifty-year old housewife, and the mother of two teenage children, showed another side of herself. "Oh, Fonzie! Fonzie! That . . . that feels so wonderfully good! Keep . . . keep eating me, baby! Suck my pussy and eat me!" "Suck my cock too, baby!" he tells Mrs. C and the lady doesn't hesitate. She swallows his cock whole and starts all over while he laps away at her cunt. His lips and tongue are doing to her pussy lips and clit what she's doing to his cock. She's Richie's mother and Howard's wife, yet none of this matters when two hot people need to lick, suck and cum. Her body trembles and shakes, her cunt quakes as she cums. Shit! Her hot pussy never stops quaking even as he lets go of his juice into her mouth. Even then, he can still feel her trembling pussy against his face, still smell the musky taste of her cum, still taste her delicious juice on his tongue as his own cum drizzles out onto her tongue and lips. Fonzie waits a few minutes before standing, enough time for both to catch their breaths. Marion hasn't moved at all. She's still on her back with her solid legs spread wide open. He sees this as he stands at the edge of the couch looking down at her spread wide beefy thighs. This teasing position is very arousing to say the least. "Now, that's what I'm talking about, Marion baby! You're very good at arousing a guy, you know?" She lifts her head to look at him. "What does that mean, Arthur? You want to fuck me again?" "Ayyy! What do you think, lady!" He's on the couch before she even finishes asking. Kneeling between her parted legs, Fonzie grasps the insides of her meaty thighs and pushes them back. "What do you think, Mrs. C? You're a teasing hot bitch even if you won't admit it!" he says as his cock moves between her juicy cunt lips and into Marion's mushy wet cunt. The teasing hot bitch sucks his cock in like it's a vacuum. Her meaty arms and legs cling tightly to him and she starts moving her body and his body at the same time. Hard to believe, but another hot fuck with Marion Cunningham is underway. "I want it, Fonzie! I do! I do! Fuck me good and make it last!" she tells him before kissing his mouth. It would appear another transformation has taken place. As Fonzie tastes and chews on Marion's meaty tongue, he thinks of what's happened and what can happen again and again if he wants it. By giving Mrs. C. his big hard cock, he's turned a very nice married mother of two into a hot piece of ass who'll say and do anything he wants. Just like that, Mr. C's feelings mean absolutely nothing. Marion feels the same and she shows it. Her husband isn't fucking her like she wants and Fonzie is. If this means hurting Howard's feelings, then so be it. He had his chances with her and he blew them as well as she blew Fonzie's cock. Marion needs to fuck and she needs it often. Howard isn't giving his wife what she needs and Fonzie is. So be it. "Yes, damnit! YES! Fuck me, Fonzie! I want you fucking me! I'm . . . I'm cumming!" Her meaty legs wrap tightly around his back and she squeezes him tighter than ever. Marion grunts loudly while cumming. "Ughhh! Aghh! Ohhhh!" After she releases her hold on him and relaxes her legs and arms, he kneels up between her still spread-opened beefy legs. Looking down at her, he sees a cunt glistening from the overflow of love juice. He also sees her larger-than-life-tits and has a sudden thought. "Ayyy! Mrs. C! You know you got real nice tits! Anyone ever tit-fuck them before?" Of course they have. Mr. C. may be guilty of neglecting his wife, but the man isn't stupid. When not busy taking care of his hardware store, his spare time is used in much more enjoyable pursuits like tit-fucking Marion's glorious mams. Her hands grab for her own tits, squeezing them together as if offering them to her young man. "Of course, Arthur! Would you like to do that too?" "Ayyy!" Arthur says while kneeling over Mrs. C, his big hard cock nestled nicely between her two big globes. "Mmmmm, nice, Fonzie! Real nice!" she says as she holds both her big tits around his big cock, letting him fuck her tits just like he's fucking her cunt. Fonzie likes i too! "Yeah, baby, yeah! That's nice, real nice! But you know what else I want, Mrs. C.?" Mrs. C. doesn't hesitate. She knows. With the help of his two hands, Mrs. C. lifts her head high enough to take half his cock inside her wet mouth. This is all it takes for Fonzie to get the tit-fuck rolling. His hands lift her head the rest of the way. Suddenly, Howard's once faithful wife has the entire cock of another man deep inside her mouth and is sucking on it just like she sucks off Howard. "Oh, yeah, babe! That's it, Marion babe, I mean Mrs. C! Show me how a real pro sucks a cock!" he tells her with his engorged cock taking up her entire mouth. From then on, Mrs. C. doesn't have to be told a thing about sucking off a man. Despite her staid background and status, thus lady knows all there is to know about giving the perfect blowjob. With the expert use of both her hands, her sensuous lips and velvety tongue, the mother of two teens doesn't stop sucking until she has his cock spurting its juice all over her face, into her mouth and down her throat. All that's left is the cleanup. "Uhmmmmm, ohmmmmm!" Marion moans while using her lips and tongue to cleanup all his goo. Fonzie loves what's happening. "Oh, that's nice! Real nice, Mrs. C!" he tells her while holding her head with one hand and his dripping cock with the other. "You suck real nice, Mrs. C! Lick it nice and clean." "Uhmmmmm, ohmmmmm!" Marion moans while cleaning up his goo. Up until now, Fonzie says and does everything as perfect as he can in his quest to fuck his Mrs. C.'s awesome body. He makes no mistakes in technique or the words he uses in her seduction. He's perfect with her in every way. She, in turn, rewards Fonzie for his excellence by giving him the best sex one man could ever want. Sadly, what was once very good is now over. The words and technique used earlier will soon be rendered meaningless by his new choice of some poorly chosen words. "I was thinking, Mrs. C.! Having you suck my cock reminds me of someone else." This gets her attention in a hurry. "Oh?" "Ayyy! She sucked my cock almost the same as you, licking and sucking on it until I gave her mouth my hot juice." The mother's eyes widen; her face fills with rage. She's clearly upset by what she's hearing. "Stop it, Arthur! Stop it! I don't want to hear anymore." Regrettably, Fonzie isn't listening. All he hears is his own bragging voice. "She swallowed it all too; licked me up nice and clean just like you did." "That's enough, Arthur!" He stupidly ignores her and continues. "Tell me, Mrs. C? Do you want to know who that someone is?" "No, Arthur! I Don't!" she says adamantly. She has a very good idea who he's alluding to, but Marion's hoping and praying it isn't who she thinks. It would break her heart knowing that her Joanie succumbed to Fonzie's charms just like she did. Sometimes though, a mother's hopes and prayers aren't always answered. Sometimes, a mother's world can go terribly wrong when their beautiful eighteen year old daughter cums in contact with a guy like Fonzie. This Mom already knows the result. "Joanie has real nice tits for a young girl. I was thinking about tit-fucking her too. She's a little young at eighteen, but she has this great mouth for sucking cock! Ayyy! That's what I'll do! I'll have Joanie suck my cock while I tit-fuck her too!" That does it. The dumb shit's gone too far. Marion pushes his cock away. "You BASTARD! If you ever go anywhere near my daughter I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" she says before pushing him away and leaping up off the couch. "Ayyy! Take it easy! I was only kidding about Joanie," Fonzie says once he realizes the error of his words. Joanie may be a great cocksucker, but this is hardly information you share with the girl's mother even if the two cunts possess the same great talent for sucking cock. Clearly, the Fonze has fucked up big time, and sadly for the big stud, the damage is irreparable. "I mean it, Arthur! If I ever find out you've screwing with my daughter I'll tell Howard how you raped me and forced me to do UnGodly things to you. He won't be happy, I can guarantee you that!" Fonzie tries to make amends. "I'm sorry, Mrs. C! It doesn't have to be this way. Please! Give me another chance!" "No, Arthur! Get out! Damn you! I want you out of my house and NOW!" "Okay, Mrs. C! I'll go, but what will you tell Richie and Mr. C? They're gonna ask why I'm banned from their house." To her credit, Marion doesn't budge. Her daughter's welfare comes before her own sexual gratification. The fact is, she loved fucking for Fonzie even more than he loved fucking her. Yet, she's letting him go just to make her point. Still in all, he's right! How will she ever explain to her family why she tossed Fonzie out on his ear? She can't! "Okay, Arthur! I won't ban you. You can come and go as before. But, you're still forbidden to go anywhere near my Joanie." "Ayyy!" Fonzie agrees. He has to. Mrs. C's being a good mother. She's also a good fuck, something Fonzie doesn't forget so easily. So, to pacify the girl's mother, he says he'll stay away from Joanie until she's more mature and ready. Mrs. C's another story. She's ready the next time she's horny and Howard tells his wife he's too tired to be frisky with her. In frustration, Mrs. C. will come to realize that a woman's sexual gratification is much more important than a daughter's welfare. To help the horny mother cum to terms with this harsh reality, Fonzie waits inside his new apartment over the garage. He waits for Howard to say no. End * Copyright © 2014 Jack Vitale Published by Victor/Victoria Productions. From the author I am Jack Vitale, writer of erotic fiction. My work is hot and graphic and told as all good smut should be told. Like all my previous stories, these erotic tales featuring celebrities and characters taken from television and movies, are by no means true. They are fictional fantasies from a mind so lurid, no one is off bounds. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. By no means did we intend any disrespect for the ladies engaged in lurid sex and speaking obscenely. Hopefully, all those women will enjoy the naughty story we've written especially for them.