Kathy Harris: Niece without panties

Trish's hand still rested on her son's crotch, and now her fingers enclosed the throbbing warmth of his thick and swollen prick. They probed for the sensitive and cum-bloated fullness of his young balls, her wrist scraping along the jutting thickness of his lurching cock as her palms felt the tickling of the young hairs that covered the soft sac.

She heard her son's voice through a misty haze as he moaned and groaned passionately beneath her obscene touches.

"I love you, Mom. I love you… I love you," he moaned.

Trish couldn't even remember having removed her robe but suddenly she was completely naked on the bed beside her young boy.

"Don't talk, honey. Let me do it. Oh Lord, I need you so much. Soooooo much! Just don't move or say anything I won't hurt you. It'll be beautiful. Let Mama show you. I promise you you will love it!" she murmured, hardly able to believe that she was saying such lewd words to her own son, but unable to stop herself.

Her soft hands caressed her son, her fingers encircling his big, hard cock, her lips and tongue searching for his. Stu began to writhe beneath her as though he were possessed, his hips arching up and over to hers as she stretched out beside him and leaned above his reaching body. He had never known that such burning flames could consume him the way they were doing now.

This was a dream come true for the young boy. Only moments before he had been jerking off while thinking about fucking his sexy mother. And now, here he was, lying in her soft arms with her mouth pressed against his and her hand on his cock!

He was afraid to move at all, afraid to lose the lusting sensuality of the feel of his mother against him, afraid that if he moved the bubble would burst, and he would find out it had all been a dream after all.

Over and over again, they pressed their lips together, their tongues mashing hotly against each other, their saliva mingling obscenely Trish moaned with lust into her son's open mouth, and she realized that she had never felt quite so excited in all her life.

Stu's muscular young body trembled as his mother's fingernails traced their burning way across his flesh. The loud pounding of his excited heart seemed to rise up into his throat and his cock hardened and swelled even more as his mother continued to stroke it.

His entire, young, inexperienced body ached and lusted for the older woman, and he knew that he would never feel completely satisfied until he felt the thrill of his cock buried up his mother's little tight pussy.

He ached with painful swelling in his young groin, and suddenly almost sat bolt upright, the force of that lewd thought hitting his mind with the force of a hammer. He was really going to do it! Somehow, he knew that that was what his mother wanted too! He was going to get to fuck her!

On the heels of that exciting idea came the frightening thought that he might not be able to give her what she wanted. After all, he had never fucked anyone before, and he didn't really know what to do. What if he really messed it up? What would his beautiful, sexy mother think of him then?

"Mom!" he suddenly cried, breaking their passionate kiss. "I don't know how to funk! I'm sorry but I've never done it before and I don't know how!" His face flushed with embarrassment.

"It's all right, darling. Don't be upset. Mama will show you how. Just lie back and relax, and let me do all the work. You'll love it, I promise," she whispered into his ear.

Her hands reached for him again and she slowly stroked the throbbing rod of teenage cock-flesh between his quivering thighs.

"Do you like that?" she asked. "Does it feel good?"

"Ohhhhhh, yessssss," he moaned, his voice slurring with lust now.

She laughed softly. "The best is yet to come, darling. Pretty soon my hot little pussy will be tight around your big beautiful prick, and it will squeeze all of your delicious young cock-juice out into my thirsty little cunthole!"

She continued to stroke her son's prick and Stu could feel his cock swelling and growing to an even greater length and thickness. Trish could feel her son's prick throbbing lewdly against her hand, and it turned her on so powerfully that her pussy began to twitch and drool hen own juices.

Stu was squirming and thrashing around on the bed now with the pleasures that were racing through his whole body.

The aching pain in Trish's cunt was slowly being replaced with hot anticipation and the knowledge that soon she would fuck her son's big prick up into her hungry pussy! She moaned softly. She needed to feel her pussy bursting wide open with the force of a wild, gushing cum.

She closed her eyes tightly and licked her dry lips with her wet tongue as she continued to pump her hand up and down her son's big, pulsing prick.

Gone completely from her mind now were any thoughts that this young boy beside her was her own son, that he was only a kid. She felt nothing except the burning touch of a thick, hard, pulsing cock in her clasping hand, knew nothing except the hot, tormenting desire that rose steadily in her aching body like a ready-to-erupt volcano. She knew that only her son's cock stuffed up her pussy could give her the hot, exciting orgasm she needed so badly.

"My tits, darling! Hold them, touch them, suck them! I want you to play with my tits, Stu!" she cried obscenely.

Stu's hands reached out eagerly but uncertainly, trembling and unsure until his fingers felt the hardening stiffness of her large rosebud nipples. He touched them gently at first, until his mother pressed them harder into his hands, and then, he began to roll and pinch them between his fingers, almost coming on the spot from the delicious, forbidden sensations that raged through her body from his aching loins.

"Please, darling, kiss my tits, lick them for your mother," she moaned against her boy's ear.

Grinning with anticipation, Stu took the tender, pulsing nipples into his mouth, softly grinding his teeth against one, then the other.

"Ooooooh, yessssss, just like that, darling! That's just right!" she cried softly.

Stu heard his mother's moans and was afraid he was hurting her. He pulled his head away, afraid this she was in pain, but she quickly pulled him fiercely back to her throbbing mounds of tit-flesh.

"Oh, please don't stop, Son! Please! It feels so wonderful! Sooooo good…"

Then he felt her hands with their sharp fingernails groping and searching down between his thighs, scraping and teasing the tender, sensitive skin until his legs shook and he spread them eagerly beneath her touch.

She turned him over gently, pushing his head away from her until he lay before her on his back, his legs spread lewdly, his throbbing cock jutting up into the air, visibly pulsing.

"Just lie still, darling," she cooed while she traced her hands over his entire young body, down his chest and across the curve of his hips to his thighs and lower legs, and then back up, her fingertips once again reaching the rising shaft of his obscenely waving prick.

As though her fingernails were small butterflies, she ran them up and down against the tight, trembling underside of his cock, sending violent shivers through him as she stroked the taut skin, across the pulsing veins and up to the ridged, purplish head of his hardened rod of cock-meat.

Then her hands moved down again until they caressed the fullness of his down-covered balls and tickled the curling strands of soft, fuzzy hair.

Stu lay beside her, moaning softly, unable to do anything but to allow his young, manly body to writhe and tremble beneath his mother's skillful, hot touch.

"Just let me touch you," she crooned over and over into his ear. "Just relax and let it happen. Just enjoy! Let your mama make you feel good!"

Her hands moved away from him as she braced herself with them and lowered her face to allow her mouth and tongue to follow in their path. Her lips brushed his ear and then slid down the side of his neck and across his chest.