Kathy Andrews - First time for Mom

Finally, she got to her feet. She stood before her sons, running her hands between her thighs and caressing her bushy snatch, her hips grinding lewdly for them.

"You promised, remember?" she asked in a husky voice, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "You've got to do it since you promised."

They nodded, still puzzled.

Joan held her hands out to them. Eric and Marty stood up, taking their mother's hands.

She began walking between them down the hall, her body naked, trembling with anticipation. She hoped they would not break their promise. She felt sure they wouldn't; they had done everything she had asked of them so far.

She pulled them into the hall bathroom.

Perhaps it was a sense of guilt. Whatever it was, Joan felt the need for degradation, to be humiliated by her two boys. She didn't feel guilty, not really. But perhaps there was something deep inside her that needed this. Perhaps it was another way of showing her boys just how far she would go to please them and herself.

Joan had heard of this before and ever since had been curious. Now she had the chance to give it a try.

With her face glistening wetly, she climbed into the bathtub, kneeling there for a moment. Finally she leaned back, draping one knee over the edge of the tub. She looked up at her sons.

They stood there, looking down at her. "Piss on me," she said.

Their eyes went wide.

"Please," she whispered desperately. "You promised me! You promised mother you'd do what I wanted! Piss on me, please! I want you to piss in my face and wash the come juice off! Do… do it!"

Eric and Marty looked at each other, then down at their mother.

She waited, almost holding her breath.

She saw them take their cocks in their hands, and they edged close to the tub. She began to smile her beautiful face becoming radiant.

"Oooo, yes!" she mewled. "Piss on me, please! Pin in mother's face… on her tits… her cunt! Piss all over mother!"

She stared up at the cocks aimed for her body. She cupped her tits with both hands, molding them so the nipples jutted up. They tingled with anticipation, and she licked her lips eagerly. Her eyes shone, the smile spreading over her face.

The hot piss splashed upon her tits first, then Eric moved the stream down her quivering stomach, drenching the curly hairs of her cunt. Joan lifted her pussy and felt the hot wetness flow over her clit and the lips of her cunt. Joan lifted her pussy and felt the hot wetness flow over her clit and the lips of her cunt.

And she came.

"Ooooooo!"

The hot liquid spurted and splashed across her face, and her orgasm became intense. She lifted her hands and began to wash the come juice from her face, smearing it down about her tits and running her fingers through her cunt hair.

By the time it was over, Joan's body was soaking wet with piss.

The boys stepped back and looked at her. Joan searched their young faces, trying to see if they were disgusted with her. She saw nothing except acceptance of her desires.

She stood up, weak, turning the knob of the shower. She stood under the spray, taking a bar of soap and washing her body as the boys watched her.

Then, with giggles, they climbed into the tub with her, taking the soap and washing her slender body.

"There are so many things we've got to try," she said in a thick voice, holding the cocks of her sons. "So many things, and you'll love them all!"