Kathy Andrews: Horny balling mother

As they rolled apart, gasping for air, their naked bodies shaking, both had come so much that it was almost painful. Joan's face, especially around her mouth, was glistening with the wetness of Fawn's cunt. She ran her tongue over her lips, finding them slightly bruised. She smiled at Fawn, seeing that pretty face was wet with the juices of her cunt. Fawn was smiling with total satisfaction, her blue eyes glowing.

"My God," Joan whispered, caressing the sweetness of Fawn's tanned thigh near her cunt. "You taste so good, Fawn. I had no idea a cunt would taste that sweet."

Fawn sat up, looking down at Joan. "You mean… Joan, this is your first time with a girl?"

Joan nodded, grinning with pleasure.

"Then why?" Fawn asked. "I mean, what made you want to do it?"

Joan told of watching her at the pool, of seeing her bikini bottoms pull into the crack of her ass, of the growing desire to feel that saucy ass. She did not mention seeing the way Fawn tantalized her son, of the telescopes and how she had jerked her son off while sucking on his balls.

Fawn stroked Joan's tits. "I'm glad, then," Fawn said. "I've seen you around and you want to know something? I've wanted to kiss your cunt ever since I first saw you. I just didn't know if you'd let me."

"Now we both know, don't we?" Joan laughed, rubbing between Fawn's thighs. "But this doesn't mean I'm turned off by guys. I love them – especially those hard cocks they have. I love to feel a hard cock in my cunt, but now I love to feel my tongue up a pussy, too."

"We're the same," Fawn laughed. "I enjoy eating pussy as much as fucking a sweet cock, too."

"Like Ted's?" Joan asked, then wondered why she had said it.

Fawn's eyes grew warm as a smile spread over her face. "He's so good-looking. I wouldn't mind fucking him at all."

"Why don't you do it, then?" Joan heard herself ask.

"I thought… he's so young, Joan," Fawn replied. "Would he know what to do with a girl? Has he had a piece of ass, do you know?"

"I'm not sure," Joan said. "But I think he's getting horny enough for it lately. Besides, there's always a first time, isn't there?"

Fawn giggled, pinching Joan's nipple.

"What's so funny?"

"I think it's hilarious, eating your cunt the way I just did and now thinking about fucking your son," Fawn laughed. "Tongue-fuck the mother, then go fuck the son!"

"Anything wrong with it?" Joan asked, a little anxious.

"Not a thing in the world, Joan," Fawn said, squeezing one upstanding tit. "I think it's great!"

That evening Joan found herself wishing her son would go down to visit Fawn.

She knew Fawn would fuck Ted, she had said she would, in so many words. If he would go down to visit with her, maybe he would fuck her in the living room, and she could watch them on the telescope! Somehow, the idea of seeing her son fuck the sweet girl sent shivers of pleasure between her thighs. The idea of seeing her son's precious cock thrusting into the blonde-haired cunt she had sucked off that afternoon almost made Joan come as she sat looking at Ted.

"Ted," she said softly, "have you ever thought about doing something with any of those women you've been spying on?"

"Doing what, Mom?"

"I know you've been jacking off, watching them," she said. "You jack off when you see Fawn in her living room, don't you? And remember how good it makes you feel when I suck your balls and jerk you off after we look at her? Doesn't that make you wish you could fuck her?"

Ted's eyes became round as he looked at his mother. Joan saw the effect her words had on him by the way his cock started swelling inside his jeans. She grinned.

"Well, don't you think it would be good to stick your cock in her blonde cunt, darling?"

"Yeah, that would be great, Mom!" he said enthusiastically. "But I don't think Fawn would let me. I'm just a kid and she's not gonna want to fuck a kid like me."

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Joan said. "I have a hunch she might let you."

"Really?" Ted asked, eagerness in his voice.

"I'm sure Fawn would let you fuck her," Joan said, her voice firm. "Listen, why don't you go visit her now? You can find out if she will."

"Aw, I wouldn't know what to do, Mom," he said.

"Leave that up to Fawn, baby," Joan replied. "You don't have to do anything but get a hard-on. I think she'll do the rest."

"Really?" he asked again, his eyes glowing, his cock straining at his pants. "You think she'll fuck me, Mom, really?"

"Why don't you take that hard-on you're getting down there and find out?" she smiled at him. "Once she sees your hard cock, I bet she won't be able to keep her hands off it."

"Like you, Mom?" Ted laughed.

"Mmm, like me."

Ted got to his feet, pacing up and down the living room, excited, his cock bulging in his pants. "I'll do it," he said. "I'll go see her. Maybe she'll let me fuck her. I hope she'll let me put it in her! Gosh, I bet she's good at it, Mom! She looks and acts like she'll love getting fucked!"

"Go find out," Joan urged, watching his excitement and his cock swell. "Go on before you come off in your fucking pants, baby!"

"Aw, you wouldn't let me come in my pants, Mom," he said, arching his hips toward her.

"Don't be so sure," she teased. "You make my panties wet all the time, don't you? It would only be fair if you cum off in your pants." She ran her hand over his hard-on. "Mmmm, you've got a nice hard cock, baby. If you don't go on and see if Fawn will fuck you, I'm going to take your cock out and play with it myself."

"I'm going!" he said.

Joan watched her son run out the door. Then she hurried to his bedroom quickly, entering the darkness. The small telescope was still trained on the living room of Fawn's apartment. She peered through the lens, seeing Fawn sitting on the couch in her robe as usual. Then she saw the girl look up and knew her son had knocked on her door.

She watched Fawn invite Ted into her apartment, taking his hand and bringing him to the couch. Joan noticed that Ted still had his hard-on.

Fawn sat down beside Ted and turned to face him, one leg up on the couch, the robe parted to expose her golden, creamy thighs almost to her cunt. Joan saw how nervous her son was, and he kept glancing at Fawn's legs. She saw Fawn laugh, then lean over and kiss Ted's cheek.

Already Joan's cunt was wet, throbbing with heat. It wasn't everyday a mother could watch her son's first fuck, she thought, pleased. Fawn took Ted's hand as they sat talking, placing his palm on her knee. Ted was losing some of his nervousness, Joan saw. Fawn pulled Ted's hand up her thigh a ways as she leaned over and kissed him, on his mouth this time. As Fawn leaned forward, her robe came apart, revealing her beautiful tits with rigid, rubbery nipples.

She wished she could hear them talking, but since she couldn't, looking at them was the next best thing. She saw Fawn lift her son's hand and curl his fingers about one of her tits, and then she dropped her hand right on top of Ted's raging hard cock. Joan was pleased with her son, watching him boldly stroke and fondle Fawn's titties. When she saw Fawn opening Ted's pants, taking his young cock out, Joan almost came, her cunt boiling with that sweet, deliciously wet sensation.

Fawn closed her fingers around Ted's cock, jerking up and down on it. Joan's palms itched with the feeling of jerking her son's cock off, knowing what Fawn was feeling. As she jacked on his hard cock, Fawn licked Ted's lips. Finally she drew back, unbelting her robe and letting it fall away. Joan watched her son look at Fawn's naked beauty, his eyes glowing with eagerness. He looked upon her blonde-haired cunt intently, then moved his hand up her thigh and stroked it, pumping one of his fingers in and out. Fawn leaned back on the couch, spreading her slender legs wide and arching her cunt up to Ted's thrusting finger, gripping his cock tightly.