Kathy Andrews - First time for Mom

"Look all you want, honey," she whispered in a thick voice, her eyes hot as she looked to the straining front of his pants. "Take a very good look at me."

Marty gazed down at his mother, seeing those tight panties. Suddenly, Joan cupped his cock.

"Fair is fair," she laughed, pressing against his prick. "You see me… I get to see you."

"But I haven't seen anything, Mom," he protested. "Just those silly old panties, that's all."

"I can fix that easily enough," she said. Joan hooked a thumb into the elastic waistband of her bikini panties and shoved them downward. "Now take a peek."

Marty's eyes rolled as he stared, seeing the thick curls of her pussy. Joan felt his cock jerk against her hand, and she fumbled with the zipper.

"Like I said, honey… fair is fair, so I get to see you, too…"

Marty was trembling with excitement as his mother slipped her hand into his pants and pulled his throbbing hard-on free. Looking down at his prick, Joan gasped with desire. "Oooo, honey, that is so beautiful!"

Joan closed her eager fingers around her son's cock, squeezing tightly, making him moan with delight, feeling his prick throb in her fist. She began to work her fist back and forth, pumping Marty's cock slowly, her eyes hot, soft hisses coming from her mouth.

"Ohh, baby, you're so hard!" she cooed. "Touch me, too, Marty! You can feel me up, honey. Play with me, too!"

Eagerly, his hand went into her panties and through that thick bush of cunt hair. Joan spread her thighs when Marty pressed his hand between them, cupping her burning cunt. She wiggled her ass when Marty slipped his finger into her cunt.

But she wanted his cock in her pussy.

"Oh, darling," she whimpered softly, passionately pumping on his prick swiftly. "I want this in me! Ooo, I've got to have this inside me, baby!"

Joan stood with her long, slim thighs spread wide, her pelvis arched forward, drawing her son's cock closer to her boiling cunt. He was short enough for her to rub that swollen, smooth cock head along the steamy, hairy cunt lips and along her inflamed clit. With her panties stretched now about her knees, she bent a bit, and pulled her son's cock between the lips of her searing cunt.

"Oooo, nice, so nice!" she gurgled as the hot, wet, puffy lips of her hairy cunt closed about the head of his cock. "Put it all the way in me, Marty! Oh, I want all of this inside me, darling!"

Marty was holding her hips now, his fingers digging into the firm flesh eagerly, lunging his cock forward. Joan gave a yelp of ecstasy as the full, thick length of her son's cock fucked deeply into her burning cunt. She clutched at Marty's hips, then began to push and pull at them, making her son's cock fuck back and forth. The position was not the best, but Joan was in a hurry now.

With her cunt boiling hungrily, she held his hips still, and began to pump her ass back and forth, fucking her son. Marty was mindlessly excited, feeling his mother's scalding cunt holding his throbbing cock, riding back and forth on his prick. He began gasping and moaning with delight, his voice louder than hers. Joan fucked her son with gasping pleasure, trying to look between their bodies, wanting to see his young cock fucking her hairy cunt. She couldn't see much of anything, but she could feel each throb of his cock with the tight, sensitive lips of her cunt. Joan almost immediately began to come, her cunt gnawing and sucking and squeezing on her son's cock.

Mewling in a thick voice, Joan closed her eyes to the ecstasy of fucking her son, to the throbbing waves of orgasms that rippled through her. Somewhere through the roaring pleasure, she heard the tearing sound of her panties, but she didn't care. What she cared about was the throbbing hardness of her son's cock, her cunt sliding back and forth, the shuddering waves of orgasms that shot through her like liquid fire. Marty was grunting now, and she opened her eyes. She saw his face through a film of misty pleasure. His features were contorted as if he was trying to keep from coming inside her cunt, but she had no intention of losing his precious come juice.

"Do it, Marty!" she urged in a hot voice, her hands closing into the bunching checks of his ass. "Don't hold back! Let it go, baby! Oooo, come in me! Come inside me, Marty!"

She felt his hands clawing at her hips. She could feel the powerful throbbing of his cock as her clutching pussy moved frantically, devouring his prick. He was going to come, she knew. She gripped each cheek of her son's ass, slamming her cunt hard against him, holding his cock deep inside with the powerful muscles of her pussy.

Marty's cock squirted.

Joan felt his thick come juice as it splashed against the velvety walls of her churning cunt. She gave a yelp of delight and began to grind in a frenzy against him, Joan's cunt drained her son's cock, sucking and nibbling until Marty was shaking, his legs very weak.

Slowly and gently, Joan pulled her hairy cunt from her son's prick. She gazed down, seeing the glistening beauty of his cock. She cradled his cock and balls in her hand. "That was just getting good, Marty. Want to do it again?"

"Oh, yes, Mom!"

"Then come with me," she said, turning him loose and taking his hand instead. With her panties, now shredded, still dangling at her knees, she pulled her son into her bedroom.

Marty, of course, had been inside his mother's bedroom many times. Now, however, there was a difference. He saw his reflection in the mirror, his cock and balls dangling from his pants. Joan watched her son, amused, as he looked at himself.

"Now you know the reason for the mirrors, don't you?"

"The reason?" he asked.

"So we can watch," she replied. "Wouldn't you like to watch while we do it?"

A grin split his young face as understanding came to him. "Hey, that's great, Mom!"

"I thought you'd like that," she laughed sensuously. She pulled her torn panties from her knees, tossing them over the pillows of the bed. "Those panties are no good now, I suppose."

She saw that his cock was beautifully hard again. That pleased her. She stood next to her son, taking his cock in her fist and jacking on his prick, both of than looking at their reflections in the mirror.

"Marty, you don't feel bad about this, do you?" she asked. "I don't want you to be ashamed, honey."

"Gosh, Mom," he groaned, "I love it!"

She squeezed his cock. "Good! Because I love it, too! And right now, you climb on the bed. But take your pants down first; I like it better when skin is against skin."

She watched him as he eagerly dropped his pants. His cock stood out so hard, his balls loose beneath the base. There was a little dark hair at the base of his cock, but his balls were hairless.

"That's cute," she murmured softly, her voice husky. "That is very cute, honey."

He turned to climb on the bed, and she stood watching, her hot eyes gazing over the tightness of his young ass cheeks until he was on the bed, his cock pointing toward the ceiling.

She pulled her dress up to her thighs, then climbed onto the bed with him. She straddled her son's thighs, then lifted her dress to her waist, exposing her hair-rimmed cunt. On her knees, she inched upward until her cunt hovered above the smooth head of her son's cock. With both hands, she parted the thick cunt hair, and she watched his eyes blaze with interest as he stared at her wet pink cunt.

"You just lie there and let mother do it all, baby," she said hoarsely. "You just let mother do it for you. Watch in the mirror, Marty! You look in the mirror and see mother fuck you!"

"Fuck… fuck me!" her son gasped.

"Oh, baby, of course… fuck!" she laughed deliciously. "That's what we're going to do, fuck! So you just watch us in the mirror… fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Marty laughed with youthful delight. "Fuck me, Mom!"