Kathy Andrews - Davy_s loving mother

The sound of her son entering caused her to turn. Davy wore a pair of his new shorts. He looked delicious in them. They rode low on his hips, his cock and balls lumping opt with a mouthwatering bulge. She gazed at his crotch, running her tongue about the rim of her glass suggestively. "Now those are better," she said softly.

Davy looked over his mother's panties, seeing the outline of her cunt hair, the slight bulge of her pussy in the crotch.

"You know what I'd like to do, honey?" she asked in a soft voice. "I'd love to eat those shorts off you."

"If I can eat those panties off you, Mother," Davy replied, his eyes taking on a glaze.

"You really love my panties, don't you?" Davy nodded, moving close to her. He ran his hands about his mother's hips, over her ass, then in front to feel the tight band of her crotch.

"I like the smell, Mother," he said. "I like to smell them and taste them. It makes my cock hard."

"Especially if I've worn them, huh?" she grinned.

"Yeah," Davy replied. "I like to smell your cunt on them."

Molly glanced out the window again. "Want to go out back?"

"Now?"

"Why not?" she said. "You didn't seem to mind if someone saw my ass earlier, did you?"

"That was your ass, Mother, not mine," Davy laughed. He pressed his palm into her cunt, feeling the heat bubbling against her panties.

"Oh, is that right?" Molly arched her eyebrows at him. "You don't want anyone seeing your ass, huh?"

Davy shook his head, but his young eyes were sparkling.

"Well, you little fuck face," she said, grabbing his wrist and putting her glass down at the same time. "You're going outside anyway!"

She moved quickly before her son could struggle. She pushed him toward the back door, and then shoved him out. Davy, although laughing, was looking around nervously.

Molly stood inside the door, laughing at him.

"Mother!" Davy said. "Let me in! What about those people next door? They might see me!"

"Shake your cock at them," Molly laughed. It was growing darker by the minute, and she knew if anyone looked into the back yard, they would think her son was wearing a swim suit. As she stood there laughing at him, Davy caught her hand, and with a jerk, pulled her into the yard with him.

"Davy!" she shrieked, frying to get away. But Davy pulled her from the door and to the middle of the lawn. He held her tightly as she struggled playfully to get away. "Davy, let me go!"

"Fuck you," he laughed.

Molly stopped struggling. Davy held both her hands, his eyes burning on her naked tits. She dropped her gaze, and saw his cock outlined in hardness against the skimpy shorts.

"That's not a bad idea, honey," she whispered. "Why don't you fuck me?"

"Here?" Davy said, looking around again. "It was your idea," she said. "You threw me out the door, Mother," he reminded her.

"I know, but you pulled me out, and you're the one saying fuck you, not me."

"Well, since we're out here…"

Davy reached for his mother's tits.

"Wait," Molly hissed.

She dropped to her knees in front of her son. She held his hips in her hot hands, staring at his cock. It was getting quite dark, but she could still see how hard he was.

"You like my panties," she whispered throatily, "and I love your new shorts. Like I said a while ago: I'd love to eat these shorts off you."

Davy's body trembled against her hands.

Molly pressed her face into his crotch, feeling the heat of his cock throbbing against her flesh. She kissed up and down the hardness, through the shorts. She ran her tongue from his bulging cockhead to his balls. Sitting on the soft grass, she shoved her hands behind him, cupping his ass. Leaning back, she buried her face into his crotch. She inhaled the fresh scent of his crotch, her mind reeling with delight. The night air made it more erotic to her as she pulled her son onto her.

She lay on the grass, her son squatting above her face. She held his hips, pressing her face into his crotch. Davy rubbed back and forth, feeling the heat of his mother's wet lips and tongue as she licked. Molly ran her tongue about the stretching front of his shorts, moving it from his balls to the spread of his ass. She darted her tongue against his shorts, and felt the searing heat of his asshole. With a growl, she rammed her face tightly into his ass, his hard young balls on her nose. She sobbed with pleasure as she licked at his shorts until they were wet.

"Let me move my shorts to one side, Mother," Davy moaned.

He slipped a hand down and to his ass, hooking a finger into his shorts. Puffing them away, Molly gave a sob of ecstasy and pressed her lips into the crack of her son's ass. She kissed his asshole feverishly, her tongue lapping up and down. The heat of her son's ass in her face sent a wild, throbbing lurch through her cunt.

"Ohhhh, Mother!"

"Mmmmn." Molly moaned, licking frantically at her son's asshole. She managed to get a finger into the crotch of his shorts, jerking them away so his balls rested naked on her nose and eyes. She whipped her tongue about his burning asshole with wild fury, tasting him, licking him. His balls writhed on her nose as Davy began to rub back and forth. He made gasping sounds with this new delight. The feel of his mother's tongue rubbing around his asshole caused his cock to pulsate into straining hardness.

"My ass, Mother!" he gasped. "My ass… that feels so good, Mother!"

Molly whimpered as she drove her wet tongue against the tightness of his asshole. The sheer perversity of licking her son's asshole was about to make her insatiable cunt explode. She smashed her thighs together, creating pressure against her swollen clit. She arched her hips up, grinding them as if seeking a hard cock with her pussy.

"Mmmmm, nice," she purred into his ass. "You asshole is so fucking hot and tastes so good, Davy! Oooooh, baby, I want to suck your hot ass… suck your sweet asshole!"

Davy gurgled and pressed his ass into his mother's face, moving his hips.

Molly clung to his thighs now, her tongue flying about his puckered asshole, her lips kissing and sucking. She felt his cock throbbing against her forehead, and realized her son had moved his shorts enough to let it free. She felt the dripping juices of his piss hole smearing her forehead, and somehow that increased her hunger. She licked in a frenzy at his asshole, whimpering as her hips churned. She swirled her hot, wet tongue from his asshole to his balls, lapping the tightness. With a moan, she pulled her son's balls into her mouth, sucking greedily, pressing her chin into his asshole. Davy gurgled and moaned with ecstasy, sliding his ass and crotch into his mother's face with burning pleasure.

"Suck my balls, Mother!" he groaned. "Ooooh, suck my balls! Lick my ass, Mother! Suck my balls and lick my asshole! You're gonna make me come off in your fucking face, Mother!"

Molly scooted her tongue back to his asshole, not caring if her son came off in her face. She plunged her tongue hard at the tight pucker of his asshole, and herd Davy's grunt as her tongue penetrated his asshole. Molly cried out softly as the heat of her son's asshole closed tightly around her buried tongue. With her lips glued tightly in a circle about the ring of Davy's asshole, she began to plunge her tongue in and out, fucking him deeply. His balls crushed against her nose, burning the skin. She slipped a hand over one of his bent thighs, grasping his cock. She pressed his cock hard against her forehead sobbing quietly. The feel of his cock rubbing across her skin, his balls in her nose and eyes, sent delicious shivers through her. She plunged her tongue deeply, licking and wiggling it inside his tight, young asshole.

Drawing her feet backwards underneath herself, Molly arched her cunt into the air, feeling the wet tightness, the sweet pressure. Her clit felt enormous – thick and swollen, and pulsating hotly. She was dripping so much fucklube from her hairy cunt, she could feel the slippery juices running over the cheeks of her ass, her panties thoroughly soaked.