Kathy Andrews - Davy_s loving mother

"I'm going to come, darling!"

Davy only panted in reply.

Molly's tits jiggled as she increased the fury of her pumping motions, riding her son's cock desperately. She made a few choking sounds, her head lifted high, eyes tight. Her lips parted and a scream exploded from her throat. The hairy lips of her cunt began contracting on Davy's cock, squeezing and rippling wetly.

"Ohhhh, Lord! Oh, baby!" Molly sobbed. As her cunt convulsed, she smashed it hard onto his prick, no longer thrusting, but grinding now.

"Davy, come in me!" she squealed. "Please, give it to me! My cunt is so hot, darling! Give Mother's cunt your come juice!"

With a grunt, Davy came.

The hot splashing of his young come juice into her pussy made Molly's mind reel. Her cunt kept a tight grip around his cock as he came, the throbbing squirts making her flesh shiver with ecstasy.

"Oooooh, baby!" Molly cried. "Can you feel it? Can you feel my cunt sucking your cock, drawing your come juice out of your sweet, sweet balls?"

Davy groaned a reply, slumping against the door as he finished. His knees buckled and he slipped down, his cock leaving her cunt. Molly stood spraddle-legged, bracing herself with her hands on the door, breathing harshly, her tits lifting and falling. Davy, sitting on the floor, looked into his mother's cunt with unfocused eyes, seeing her long clit, watching the hair-lined lips of her pussy twitch.

"That was fantastic!" Molly gasped. "That was the best fuck yet, baby."

Weakly, she squatted before him, gently removing her panties from his mouth. She pressed her lips to his, kissing him almost tenderly. The kiss became harder, and her tongue moved past his lips and teeth. She licked the insides of her son's mouth, then pulled back. She remained squatting in front of him, her eyes taking on a glowing expression.

She began to piss.

"Mother!" Davy yelped, trying to move out of the way.

But Molly prevented him from moving. She sent hot, golden piss over his thighs, then shifted her hips slightly and pissed all over his cock and balls.

Davy, squealing, stared between his mother's thighs, watching the golden piss spewing with a hissing sound. He felt it splashing over his cock and balls, then lifted his eyes to stare into his mother's face.

Molly was grinning wickedly at him, moving her squatting hips slightly to keep the spurting piss raining dawn on his balls and prick. She drowned his crotch in her hot piss, her fingers digging into his shoulders to prevent him from moving away.

"That will teach you," she said, grunting as she squirted a final gush of piss over his thigh. "Make me suck some strange cock off, jerk my dress up outside, will you? Well, piss on you, baby! I'll piss all over you, you little fuck face!"

Suddenly Davy giggled.

"Okay," he said.

Molly dropped her hands from his shoulders, cupping her tits. "What do you mean, 'okay'?"

"Piss on me, I don't care, Mother."

"You don't?" she asked, surprised.

"No," Davy said. "It feels kind of good."

She remembered watching him piss as she sat in the bathtub. She recalled now what she had felt, the excitement of seeing his hot piss gushing out of his young cock. She had thought nothing more of it once she began to fingerfuck while he jacked himself wrapped in her panties. She had pissed on her son now only as a joke, not realizing he would enjoy it. "It does?" she asked.

"Sure, hot and wet," Davy giggled, sliding a hand to his cock and balls. "I liked it, Mother."

Molly's mind whirled with images of pissing over her son's body. She gazed down at his cock and balls, his thighs. He was glistening with her piss from his waist down, and the sight excited her. She spread her knees as far apart as she could, her cunt fully revealed to her son's eyes. Sliding a hand from one tit, she shoved it downward. With her fingers, she parted the hairy lips of her cunt, her clit sticking out. She strained, and managed to let go with another spurt of piss. It was a weak squirt, but splashed across the head of Davy's cock.

"I like that, Mother," he giggled lewdly. "Can you do it again?"

"I don't think so," she said, her voice husky. "I'm pissed out right now."

Davy gazed at the wet, pink lips of his mother's cunt as she held it open. He held his cock at the base, aiming his cockhead toward her pussy. "I bet I can piss," he said.

"Oh, Davy, don't!" she moaned, but didn't move. She was looking down at his cock, shivering. "You wouldn't do it, would you? You wouldn't piss on Mother, would you?"

"You pissed on me," he said, and sent a gush of hot piss out of his cock.

"Ohhh, you did!" Molly squealed, feeling the hot piss spattering across her cunt, then the lips of her open pussy. "Davy, Davy!"

The hot piss soaked her cunt as her son moved his cock up and down. The thick hair of her cunt became matted wetly. She clawed at her pussy, rushing her other hand down. She peeled her cunt open as far as she could, crying out with surprising delight. She felt the heat of his piss burning the inner smoothness of her cunt, and wished his cock was deep inside it. She twisted her ass, and felt the stream tingle the full expanse of her crotch, and then he pissed across her asshole. Molly gasped with surprised rapture.

"Oh, Lord, Davy! I know what you mean! Piss on it… piss on Mother's cunt! It feels good!"

The stream of piss was weakening, and Molly squirmed her crotch downward. Davy rubbed the head of his cock along the fiery lips of his mother's cunt, still pissing. Molly squealed and whimpered as she tried to lean over, wanting to watch his piss at her cunt. With a wail, her ass shook. Her cunt erupted with a wild, crazy, consuming orgasm.

"I'm coming!" she cried out. "This is making me come, baby!"

Davy managed to stuff the head of his cock into his mother's cunt before he stopped pissing. Molly felt the last of his piss fill her pussy, and her naked body shuddered with an amazing orgasm.

"Oooooh, too much!" she sobbed, her feet sliding out from under her. She sat on the floor, her legs alongside her son's hips. She leaned back, lifting her crotch and trying to pull his cock into her cunt. "I had no idea it would feel so good, Davy!"

Davy, sitting on the floor, gazed at his mother's hairy cunt twisting and trying to pull his cock inside. He shoved a finger against her cunt, and Molly's hips jerked.

"Ohhhh, don't!" she gasped. "It's too sensitive right now to touch!"

After a while, she got weakly to her feet. "We made a hell of a mess, didn't we?" she breathed, her naked tits lifting enticingly. "But it was fun."

She turned her back to her son, shaking her ass wantonly. "You can sit in that piss all day if you want, but I'm going to shower."

She swung her hips invitingly as she left her son, knowing he was watching the cheeks of her naked ass ripple and bunch.

As she showered, Molly tried to understand this wild thing they had done. The desire to suck his cock off inside that store had been so powerful, she had been unable to resist. Then that man she wonder I vaguely who he was. She knew she would have loved it if his cock had been just a bit smaller. As it was, her lips still felt bruised.

She had pissed on her son playfully, getting back at him for jerking her dress up outside the door, yet discovered they both enjoyed it. No matter what they did, Davy loved it, she thought.

When she turned off her shower, she heard the one in the hallway going, and grinned. She found herself a fresh pair of panties and slipped them on, adjusting them at her crotch. Like alt her panties, they were skimpy and frilly and flimsy. The bulge of her cunt was defined in the panties, the thick hair making a becoming mound.

Passing the hall bathroom, she peeked in. She saw her son through the shower doors, working on his cock and balls with a bar of soap. She resisted the impulse to go in and wash him herself. She went on to the kitchen and made herself a glass of iced tea. She leaned against the sink and looked out at the back yard as she sipped it. The sun was fading now, but it was still light. The wind had died away, and everything was calm. That is, except her cunt.