Kathy Andrews - Getting behind mother

Judy's breath stuck in her throat. She was staring at her son, naked between his waist and his knees, his cock jutting out with hardness, his cockhead smooth and swollen. She gazed with slitted eyes, seeing his long cockshaft, his round cockhead, his small piss-hole, and his precious balls dangling below.

There was no hair, and somehow that excited her very much.

Tony seemed very excited to have his cock exposed to her, and she watched it jerk up and down. She wanted to grab his prick, to feel it, to stroke it, to play with his beautiful balls, but she sat frozen, her eyes hot, eating his cock and balls up, her cunt on fire.

"Oh, God, Tony!" she moaned, a delicious tremor going through her.

Tony took hold of his cock, closing his fist about it. When he squeezed, his cockhead looked ready to burst. His balls seemed to twitch, and Judy balled her fist up, fighting to keep from grabbing his cock and balls.

Tony didn't say anything, but began to pump his cock. Judy stared, fascinated, sitting on the grass, her torn skirt flapping gently in the breeze, her panties flashing each time it was lifted.

"Want to see something, Mother?" Tony asked, his voice cracking with desire. "Want to see what I can do?"

"I know what you can do," she replied in a breathless voice, her eyes never moving from his cock.

"You can watch me do it, Mother," he said, and began to jack his cock, sliding his tight fist back and forth from his swollen cockhead to his prick base, his balls jiggling with motion.

"Tony…" she mewled, her voice husky. She hugged her knees tightly to her tits, licking her lips, staring hard at his cock and fist.

"What, Mother?" Tony gasped, pumping harder on his cock.

"Show me," she said softly. "Show me what you can do."

Tony pushed his hips forward, his fist pounding on his cock. His mouth hung open and his eyes were glassy. He stared right at his mother while he stood there, jacking off proudly.

Judy's body shivered, her cunt throbbing with fiery wetness, her clit seeming to bore a hole into her tight panties. She breathed deeply, fighting hard to keep her own hands off his cock and balls. Tony moved closer to her, his feet parting. She felt his shoes touch hers, and his cock was only a foot or so away from her now. She had to tilt her head up slightly to watch him, and she was sure she could smell the scent of his crotch. It was an exciting, slightly sweaty scent, one that teased and excited her emotions.

She had never had her face that close to a cock before, and it excited her tremendously. The scent was just as she thought it would be. She had inhaled that scent on his worn shorts before, in secret, while playing with her cunt. She breathed deeply, watching the head of his cock as he pumped it. His small piss-hole was getting wet now, and the wetness shone in the sun.

Tony was jacking off faster and faster, pushing his hips forward, grunting softly. His eyes seemed glazed, out of focus. Judy knew he would come soon, and she stared with awe at the head of his cock. He seemed proud to show her his hard-on, proud to let her watch him jack off.

"Now, Mother!" Tony suddenly gasped. "Oohhh!" she moaned.

A hot, thick spurt of come-juice landed on her forehead. Judy didn't move, her eyes smoldering as she watched the creamy juice spurting out of his cock, right into her face. She felt his come-juice running about her cheeks, on her chin. She closed her lips just as a scalding spurt splashed across them. Tony jerked swiftly on his spewing prick, gasping, coming hard, sending his come-juice directly into his mother's face.

When it was over, Tony stepped back, showing signs of embarrassment for the first time.

"I didn't mean to come in your face, Mother," he said, slumping, squatting with his pants at his knees.

Judy didn't answer him. She leaned her head against the tree, her face dripping with come juice. Very slowly, tentatively, she pushed the tip of her tongue past her lips and tasted her son's come-juice on her lips.

A shudder went through her. A soft squeal came from her lips and she had to fight to keep it from turning into a scream.

Her cunt exploded with orgasm.

It was several minutes before she could speak. During her orgasm, Judy had hugged her knees tightly to her tits, her eyes closed, her face dripping with her son's come-juice. Tony had squatted and watched his mother. He knew what was happening to her; he had read all about that in a book he had at home.

Judy opened her eyes and saw him before her, and the way he was squatting, she could see his cock and balls dangling. It looked as if he was going to piss, or take a shit, or something… but it made her want to stare and stare.

"It's your turn now, Mother," Tony said in a low voice.

She was glad he didn't apologize for coming in her face again. She knew it was her turn; she had promised him. But she felt fear creep through her body, a fear that it could get out of hand, that she would not leave her son alone, that she would use him to find out all those things she had dreamed of, thought of, fantasized about. Would Tony ridicule her? She didn't think so.

"You promised, Mother," Tony said. "You promised I could see."

"I know," Judy said, her voice very thick. "And I will, baby. Just let me… oh, hell! It's now or never."

Tony looked at her. "What does that mean, Mother?"

"It means if I don't show you now, I probably won't have the nerve later."

Tony's eyes took on a sparkle as Judy stood, her torn skirt fanning away from her body in the gentle breeze. Her face still dripped with his come-juice. She didn't want to wipe it off. It felt good, like a precious oil. She wondered if the Romans or Greeks used to jack off into their women's faces.

"The top first, Mother," Tony asked, getting to his feet. His pants fell to his ankles, and he stood there with everything showing. "Let me see your… tits, first."

Judy giggled, slightly embarrassed. "My tits?"

Tony nodded, almost dancing with excitement. Judy gazed at his cock and balls, watching them swing with his movement. He certainly wasn't shy, she thought. Her hand lifted to her blouse, fumbling with the buttons. She had never exposed herself outdoors, but the idea sent a delicious shiver through her. She gazed straight at her son, opening the buttons of her blouse, her eyes hot. She trembled slightly, her blouse open, but held together by her nervous hands.

"Now, Mother," Tony urged. "Please, show me now!"

Judy sucked in a deep breath, and her tits strained upward. Quickly, she pulled her blouse wide, holding it away from her body. Tony swallowed as he stared at his mother's tits, fascination growing in his eyes. Judy's tits were full and firm, closely spaced, creamy smooth. Her light-brown nipples jutted upward in hardness, tingling in the light breeze. She smiled at Tony, feeling very, very wicked. Her shoulders shrugged, and her tits jiggled tightly. Tony couldn't take his eyes from his mother's tits, and his mouth gaped as his eyes burned. His cock seemed to stir, and Judy lowered her gaze to it. If his cock was starting to swell, he must like her tits, she thought.

After a moment longer, Judy pulled her blouse from her arms and let it flutter to the grass. She could hardly believe how good she felt to be standing in the open, her tits showing. It felt even better because her son was there, staring hungrily at her. Perhaps those old Romans and Greeks had a good thing, she thought. Her hips twisted slightly with the sensations of pleasure she felt, her cunt puffy with wet heat.

Tony removed his pants, and stood wearing his t-shirt, socks and sneakers. Judy's eyes moved up and down his body. She was thinking no one could look more erotic, more desirable, than her son did at that moment. The desire to grab him, hold him, hug him tight, was strong. She wanted to smash her tits into his eager face, feel her nipples inside his wet mouth, his tongue licking as he sucked with peed.