Kathy Andrews: Horny balling mother

Joan was hardly breathing as she saw Fawn stand her son up, open his belt, and shove his pants down. Ted's cock stood out straight and lovely, his balls looking very full. Joan squeezed at her own tits as she murmured, "Fuck him, Fawn! Take his cock in your sweet cunt and fuck my son! I want to watch this beautiful cock fuck your tight cunt!"

Whether it was because she had said those words or because she was watching Fawn play with Ted's cock and balls, Joan felt an orgasm rumble through her cunt. She moaned softly, watching Fawn spread her legs and push Ted to his knees between them.

Using two fingers, Fawn spread the pink, wet lips of her cunt, and holding Ted's cock at the base, rubbed his swollen, dripping piss hole about the fiery slit of her pussy, smashing it against her swollen clitoris. Fawn was looking into Ted's face as she did this, her lips parted and her tongue moving about them. Ted was staring down at what she was doing with his cock and her cunt, his hands holding her hips as though she would jerk from him.

The image was sharp, and Joan sucked in a hiss of air as she saw her son's cock sliding into Fawn's cunt. She could almost hear Ted gasp with ecstasy. Fawn closed her eyes as Ted's cock slithered into her pussy, and it was obvious to Joan that the girl was sighing with pleasure. For a long moment, Fawn held Ted's cock inside her cunt, then she placed her hands on his small hips, moving him back and forth, lifting her cunt to his prick. Joan watched her son catch the rhythm, and then he was fucking Fawn, his cock sliding deeply and wetly. Fawn churned her hips up and down, fucking back at Ted vigorously. Joan could almost hear the wet sounds of her son's cock penetrating that sugary cunt, and she shoved her hand under her dress to rub at her own pussy.

Seeing her son's small ass bunch and tighten, his cock moving in and out of the gripping, blonde-haired lips of Fawn's sweet cunt sent ripples of desire up and down Joan's spine.

Fawn was churning her naked hips up and down, grinding into Ted's plunging cock, his balls slapping against her sweet, round ass. Joan could not see Ted's balls, but she could imagine it very well. She could see his cock glisten with the wetness of Fawn's cunt, could almost see the way that tight pussy sucked at his prick. Fawn was not holding Ted's hips now, but clutching at her firm, spongy tits, twisting and pulling at her pink nipples, her head turning from side to side, her long honey-blonde hair becoming tangled. Fawn was thrashing her naked ass about wildly, and Joan knew instinctively that the girl was either coming or very close to it.

Then Fawn thrust her cunt hard onto Ted's cock, pressing tightly. Joan saw her son ram his prick deeply, his young body shaking, then turning rigid.

"He's coming in her," she whispered excitedly, her eye glued to the telescope. "Ted is shooting his precious come juice in her tight, wet cunt!"

A powerful orgasm shot through Joan as she watched Fawn and her son coming together. Ted's cock stayed inside Fawn's cunt for a long time, with him slumping over Fawn's lovely body. Joan was glad to see Fawn caressing his back and ass while he rested, her thighs moving gently against his hips.

After watching her son pull his pants up and seeing Fawn lead him to the door, hugging him tightly against her naked body to kiss him good-night, Joan left the telescope and her son's room.

She was in the living room when Ted came in, his face glowing happily.

"She let me, Mom!" he said exuberantly. "Fawn let me fuck her! Ohh, it was sure good, too! I liked it so much."

Catching his excitement, Joan grabbed him and hugged him tightly. She ran her hand along the front of his pants, feeling his cock and balls. She kissed him wetly on his mouth, darting her tongue into it for a moment.

"Was it that good, baby?" she laughed. "Did her cunt feel real hot and wet to you? Was it a tight pussy?"

"Yeah, man!" Ted said. "Fawn fucks good, Mom! I thought she was gonna fuck my cock right off… almost pulled my balls in it!"

"I supposed you're tired now, huh?" she teased him. "I suppose all you want to do is go to sleep, right?"

"Not me," he said. "I want to stay awake and let the feeling stay as long as it will."

She squeezed his cock and balls through his pants, then turned him loose. She pretended to pout. "Now I won't have any fun with you, I guess. You're probably not interested in my hand-jobs anymore."

"I am, Mom," he said. "You can always jack me off and suck on my balls. I like that, too."

She gave a sigh of pretended negligence. "Well, I suppose I could jack off the paper boy, or find me another fellow who will let me have some fun, too."

Ted hugged his mother tightly. "Aw, Mom. You know you can jack me off. Here…" He opened his pants and pulled his cock out. "You can do it for me now."

Joan looked at his cock. It was still wet from Fawn's cunt.

"You're not even hard for me," she pouted. "You've always had a nice hard-on for me to play with, honey. I guess Fawn has fucked you out, after all."

Ted stroked his cock, standing in front of his mother.

"Oh, let me do that," Joan said, her cunt steaming again. "Take your fucking pants down and let me do that for you."

Ted shoved his pants down and Joan sat him on the couch, dropping to her knees between his legs. She licked at his flesh, watching his cock grow, swelling and pointing toward his stomach. She cupped his balls gently and caressed them, stroking her other hand along his pussy-wet cock. She could smell the arousing scent of Fawn's cunt on him.

Shoving her face between his legs, she lapped about his balls, tasting Fawn's cunt there. That added to her erotic pleasure. Taking his balls into her mouth, she began to pump at his once more hard cock. The piss-hole flared and started dripping, smearing her hand and making her fist slide smoothly on his prick.

"Mmmm, you taste so good!" she moaned, drawing both his balls into her mouth, her nose brushing the base of his cock, inhaling the sweetness of Fawn's cunt on him.

Letting his balls drop from her mouth, she kissed the base of his cock. "Knowing you were down there fucking her made me so hot, baby," she murmured. "I wanted to play with myself, the way we've watched Fawn do."

"Why didn't you, Mom?"

"Because… well, because, that's all."

"Just thinking about it, huh?"

"No," she confessed. "I watched you in the telescope. I watched it all – the way she fucked you, your cock going into her cunt, you both coming."

"You did?" His eyes glowed.

"You don't believe me?"

"Sure, I believe you, Mom," he said. "I'd have been watching if I was you."

Joan stood up, lifting her skirt slightly and shoving her hands under it. Without letting her son see her cunt, she pulled her panties off. As she lifted first one knee, then the other to remove her panties, Ted caught a brief flash of her hairy cunt.

"See, I'll show you how hot I got," Joan laughed, rubbing the crotch of her panties against his face. "Tell me if I was hot or not? Those panties are almost soaked!"

Ted held them off his face, looking at the lacy crotch. They were drenched with the juices of his mother's cunt. Giggling, Joan shoved the wet crotch against his lips, rubbing it back and forth.

"Have a taste of cunt, darling. My cunt!"

Ted laughed, his hand on the back of his mother's as she rubbed her panties at his mouth. Playfully, Joan shoved the cunt-wet crotch of her panties between his lips. "Taste that cunt… it's second-hand pussy, but it's better than none!"

Her finger had shoved the wet crotch of her panties into his mouth, and she felt Ted sucking at it. "Mmmm, you like the taste, don't you, Ted? I'm surprised you didn't get down and lick Fawn's cunt."

"I sure thought about it, Mom," Ted laughed and pulled her panties out of his mouth.