Kathy Andrews - Mom does it all

Timmy dressed, wearing his usual cut-offs. It was the only pair he had, and they were faded, starting to become thin. When Donna suggested he cut another pair of jeans, he refused. It seemed that faded, worn cut-offs were the uniform for boys his age.

He chose what she should wear.

First, he had her put on the panties he had bought for her, then a bright, fresh house dress. The articles didn't surprise her because they were what she usually wore now.

The dress fit tightly over her rounded tits and, without a bra her nipples protruded, outlined. Thin straps held the dress up, and it hugged her small waist tightly, the skirt flaring out to her knees.

"You're a show-off," she said, looking at him as he sat on the couch. His cock and balls were exposed. He had pulled the crotch of his cut-offs to one side. "But I love it, Timmy."

Donna loved to see her son with his cock and balls showing, walking that way around the house. There was an appealing quality in seeing his cock swinging.

"That's why I do it, Mom!" Timmy replied. "I like seeing you, too. I've got some shorts being made up for you to wear."

Donna didn't ask who was making the shorts. But she knew she would wear them. She would wear anything her son wanted her to put on. She lowered herself to his feet, resting her chin on his knee, looking at his cock and balls. Come juice was still smeared on her face. Timmy would not let her wash it off, and Donna found it sort of nice anyway. She caressed his cock and balls. She wanted to feel them all the time, keep them in her hands.

She wiggled his cock, shaking his prick about, watching with glowing eyes.

Timmy started to piss.

"Oh!" she yelped, jerking back.

Timmy laughed. "Why jump, Mom?" he asked. "You like my piss."

"You just surprised me," she said. "I didn't expect you to do that."

"Want some more?"

Donna nodded, smiling.

Timmy held his cock at the base, and let go.

The yellow stream arched into the air. Donna squealed and moved her face, letting her son piss at her. She closed her eyes, moaning softly, smiling as the hot piss splashed about her face, dripping down her neck and over her covered tits. Timmy cut the stream, getting to his feet. He stood over his mother's uplifted face, and began to piss again.

"Open your cocksucking mouth!" he demanded. Donna complied.

Timmy laughed as he pissed into her mouth. Donna tasted his pee, closing her throat. Piss ran from her lips and down to her chin, dropping to her tits. Her cunt boiled, the hairy lips closing and squeezing.

"Drink it, you cunt!" Timmy urged. "Drink my piss, Mom!" Donna began to swallow.

But Timmy waved his cock around, pissing into her face as often as he did her mouth. Donna closed her eyes, feeling her cunt puffy, her clit throbbing. She slipped the thin straps off her shoulders, exposing her tits. Cupping them, she lifted, offering her shapely tits to his piss. The yellow stream splashed upon them, stinging her sensitive nipples.

"Oooo, Timmy!" she gurgled, her eyes slitted with heat, watching him piss on her tits. "It feels good, honey! It feels wonderful, so wonderful!"

He lifted his cock, sending hot piss into her face again. Donna mewled and lifted her face to the steam, gripping her piss-wet tits, squeezing them. His piss stung her lips, and she opened them again, letting him piss across her teeth. Her cunt was throbbing between her thighs, her clitoris about to explode. As the sensation of ecstasy grew she slowly moved her mouth toward her son's cock. Timmy didn't pull away. He watched his mother open her mouth, then close her lips about the head of his pissing prick. She drank, sliding her tongue slowly on his cock. Her eyes closed again, her face expressing perverse rapture.

Just as Timmy finished pissing into her mouth, her cunt convulsed into a tremendous orgasm. Donna squealed around her son's cock, quickly sucking his prick deep into her mouth. She held his cock tightly with her lips, her tongue pressing on it, sucking hard with the muscles of her throat. She came with powerful waves of wet heat.

When the spasms faded, Donna pulled from his cock, licking her wet lips and smiling at him, her face lifted.

"Timmy," she said in a low voice, "you know just what to do to make me came so hard, don't you?"

He nodded, rubbing the head of his cock about her face. With his hand on the back of his mother's head, he pulled her mouth to his balls.

"Suck my balls awhile," he said. Donna quickly sucked her son's balls into her mouth, sucking and licking, purring like a kitten. She shoved her hands up the backs of his thighs, clutching at his ass, wishing he had dropped his shorts. She mouthed his balls hungrily, feeling them writhe. His cock pressed against her nose, growing, swelling into hardness.

"Pull my shorts down," Timmy said.

With fumbling fingers, Donna opened her son's shorts and pulled them to his knees. She retained her grip on his balls with her lips, and then grabbed his naked ass once more. She dug her fingers into the crack of Timmy's ass, his ass cheeks filling her palms.

Twisting his fingers into her hair, Timmy pulled her mouth off his balls. Donna whimpered, trying to keep them in her mouth but Timmy pushed his cock down. With a greedy sob, Donna sucked his prick deep. Holding his mother's hair in his fingers, Timmy jerked her face back and forth, making her fuck his cock with her mouth. Donna jerked at his ass, helping him fuck his hard prick in and out between her wet, hot lips. She sucked vigorously, making wet sounds of ecstasy, her eyes rolling.

But then Timmy pulled his cock from, her mouth again.

"I've got something else I want you to do, Mom!" he said, his eyes gleaming with wickedness. "Something you'll really go for."

"Anything darling!" Donna sobbed, her passion soaring. Almost out of her mind with desire for Timmy, she wouldn't resist anything he wanted of her. "Ooo, God, anything, Timmy!"

"Suck my ass!" he grunted.

"Ohhhh!" Donna whimpered, staring at her son's tight, young ass. "Oh, baby!"

She shoved her face forward, kissing with wet, hot lips, sliding them from cheek to cheek. Her tongue fluttered out and ran up and down the backs of his thighs, racing over the young flesh of his ass. She breathed heavily with excitement. Timmy took her right hand and drew it in front of him, wrapping her fist about his throbbing cock. Immediately, Donna grasped his prick and began to jack him frantically, while her lips and tongue were probing and licking every inch of his ass.

Timmy leaned over a little.

"Lick my ass!" he yelped. "Lick your fucking tongue in my ass, Mom!"

Donna groaned, running her tongue up and down the crack of his ass, tasting the heat, the smoothness. She clung to his hip with her left hand her right fist pounding hard on his cock. Timmy arched his ass into her face, forcing Donna's head back a bit. She shot her tongue up and down the hot crack, breathing hotly with excitement.

"My ass!" Timmy shouted. "My asshole, Mom!"

Donna whimpered, tears of humiliation and perverse joy flooding her eyes. Her tongue rapped across the tight pucker of her son's asshole. She licked wetly, feeling his asshole clenching. His balls between his thighs swung against her chin as she pumped furiously on his cock.

Timmy pressed his ass tighter into her face, twisting as she rolled and licked.

"Suck my ass, you fucking cunt!"

Donna sobbed, unsure if she felt ecstasy or shame. She closed her lips against her son's asshole, sucking very hard. Her mind was reeling, but not so much she couldn't taste her son's asshole. It almost seemed that the heat of his asshole blistered her tongue, searing her lips. She sucked hard and pounded on his asshole with the tip of her tongue, while jerking his cock wildly. She ran her tongue up and down his asshole, licking and moaning with rumbling ecstasy. She placed the tip of her tongue at the tightness, and pushed as hard, as she could.