Kathy Andrews - Mom peeps on the neighbors

Susan gurgled wetly and swallowed, sliding her lips back and forth, drawing the precious come juice from his balls, feeling his jizz warming her throat.

Bobby complained to his mother.

"Mary is never on her patio any more, Mom," he said as they finished up breakfast a few days later.

"You miss seeing her, huh?"

Bobby nodded, wiping milk from his mouth.

Susan was in her robe, and as she finished with her coffee, she sat back in the chair across from him, opening it. She cupped her tits and lifted them, molding her lingers into the spongy tit mounds to make her nipples stand up and out.

"Getting tired of all this, darling?" she asked softly.

Bobby shook his head, his eyes taking on a warm glow as he looked at his mother. "It's not that, Mom, and you know it. I just like looking at Mary."

Susan understood her son. Of course he wasn't getting tired of her, nor of her body. A boy his age seldom tired of any girl – or in this case, a woman – that was giving him all the cunt he could handle. She knew his desire to fuck Mary was strong, and becoming stronger.

So far, her promise to him had not worked out. Mary had not been around, or if she was, not out of her apartment. Susan watched for the girl constantly. It was not only for her son now, but for herself as well. Since that afternoon with Mary, Susan had found herself looking forward to slurping about between the exquisite girl's thighs again. Susan felt, no qualms about licking Mary's cunt, not any more. It was fun, a great deal of fun.

The sweetness of Mary's blonde-haired cunt against Susan's mouth thrilled her in one way, and the long probing of her son's cock into her mouth thrilled her in another way. She loved to have her son's cock squirting his thick, precious jism into her mouth, and she had loved the slippery soft heat of Mary's cunt against her mouth, her tongue fucking deep inside the girl's pussy.

With her son disappointed, Susan renewed her vow to get Mary for him to fuck.

Mary had said she wanted Susan, yet she seemed fascinated the time she saw Bobby's cock straining in his gym shorts. And there was that man. Mary loved to fuck, Susan knew. Therefore, if Mary had told the truth, that it was her she wanted, then the only way Mary would get her hands and mouth on Susan's cunt again was to fuck Bobby.

Susan closed her robe and stood up. As she started past her son, he reached out and grabbed her wrist. Susan stopped, looking down at him. Her son drew her hand down to his lap, where he placed her hand on his cock. Susan grinned down at her son as she stroked his prick, finding it hard in her hand.

As she leaned over to pump on his cock, Bobby unbelted his mother's robe and removed it from her shoulders. The garment fell to the floor, and he snaked a hand between her thighs, rubbing and cupping her hairy, moist cunt.

"Need some pussy, huh?" Susan gazed into his hot eyes, squeezing his cock.

Swinging her leg over his when he scooted his chair from the table, she squatted, facing him. She placed her hands on her son's shoulders, her eyes smoldering.

"Put it in, baby, and fuck away," she hissed at him.

Susan lowered her crotch, again hissing as that swollen cock head slipped easily into the searing heat of her cunt. She sat down on him, her smooth thighs gripping his hips as she leaned into his face, thrusting her tongue between his lips. Darting her tongue around in side his sucking mouth, Susan wiggled her naked ass, fucking her hairy cunt down tightly on his cock.

Bobby slipped his hand behind his mother and held the wiggling cheeks of her ass, and Susan, mewling softly into his mouth, began to bounce up and down, fucking on his cock slowly at first, then as the ecstasy grew, fucking faster.

The moist sounds of her cunt gripping his cock became louder, wetter. She cooed into his mouth as she twisted her hips up and down, almost corkscrewing her pussy on his cock. She dug her fingers into his shoulders, gazing into his hot eyes now as her tits jiggled tightly, her ass pounding. As much as they had fucked, she still experienced intense thrills when his cock was inside her cunt or mouth or asshole.

"Ooooooo, so fucking hard, darling!" she whimpered as her cunt burned around the throbbing shaft of his cock. "Oh, Bobby, I love it when your cock is so hard! Ahhhh, baby, it feels so good, so damned good!"

Bobby looked at his mother's jiggling tits, seeing her nipples so swollen. Bringing his hands from her ass and to her tits, he fondled and caressed her tits, his eyes now burning down onto the thick curls of her pussy. He could just see his cock as his mother lifted, glistening wetly, before she plunged down once more.

As if unable to make up his mind what to hold, one of his hands shot behind her and gripped a tight ass cheek, both hands digging now into ass and tits. His balls brushed the heat of his mother's ass when she fucked down hard, and his finger worked about her asshole. When he stretched to get his finger at that tight ass pucker, her found a tit tip inside his mouth. Sucking hard and vigorously on her tit, he thrust his finger up his mother's asshole and let her fuck away.

Susan was squealing with ecstasy, feeling her son's cock inside her gripping cunt, his finger up her hot asshole, her tit being sucked so greedily. She began to come almost immediately, wailing loudly, her hips flying up and down. She found the position quite good to fuck her son, since she was able to move as he wanted. With his cock scraping against her swollen clit, she came hard.

Through the convulsions of her orgasm, she felt her son's cock swell more, the throbbing increasing. She fucked up and down, the friction of her tight cunt creating the effect she wanted on his prick. Bobby groaned, then grunted, his cock spewing come juice rapidly into her pussy. Again, Susan wailed with delight, her ass no longer bouncing but squeezing down tightly. She was shivering as her son squirted that thick, sweet come juice up her pussy.

Susan's cunt sucked and squeezed, pulling every drop of her son's come juice from his tight balls and into her greedy cunt. She remained astride the boy for some time, kissing and licking at his lips, his cheeks.

As she bathed, she decided it was time to find out why Mary had stopped going onto her patio. Susan felt she had the right, now, to approach Mary.

Dressed in shorts and a thin cotton blouse, she said to Bobby: "I'm going out for a minute, darling. Wait here for me. And, Bobby, don't go anyplace, please. I want you here when I come back."

Bobby agreed with her, and as she left, gave her a wicked leer, which made Susan laugh happily.

Mary opened her door, delighted to see Susan.

Mary's apartment was tastefully decorated, Susan noticed as she sat on the couch near the girl. Mary was wearing short shorts, and the crotch was tight, her cunt outlined, the pussy slit visible.

"Don't you ever sunbathe any more?" Susan asked.

"I've got enough tan," Mary replied. "I don't want to get any darker. Besides, being out there naked served the purpose, didn't it?"

Susan smiled at the beautiful young girl. "I would say so," she replied.

"Why haven't you been up?" Susan asked after a pause. "I thought you wanted to get together again, Mary."

"Oh, I do!" Mary said with enthusiasm. "But I'm afraid your son would walk in on us. I was hoping you'd come down here."

"Mary, my son is very anxious," Susan said.

"Anxious?"

"To fuck you," Susan said. "After all he's seen of you, the poor boy is about to go out of his mind with desire."

Mary arched her eyebrows. "Don't you give him enough pussy, Susan?"

"It isn't that," Susan said, stroking Mary's smooth arm. "He wants to fuck you, Mary."

Mary looked at Susan. "Would it bother you if I did?"