Kathy Andrews: Davy_s loving mother

"Oh, Mother!" Davy gasped.

"Come, Davy!" she hissed. "Ooooh, look at it, darling! You're coming so fucking much! It's all over your stomach, honey! Look. Oh, that's beautiful, Davy! Seeing your come is beautiful!"

When the squirts lost force, Molly pulled up on his cock tightly, her eyes glassy as she watched the final beads of creamy come juice seep upward. She darted her tongue down, lapping at the head of his wet cock hungrily, tasting the hot juices of his sweet balls. With a soft growl, she began to run her tongue up and down his body, licking up the come juice that had spattered his flesh. Her finger remained deep inside his ass, and she felt his asshole holding it with flexing spasms.

Her tongue darted about his lower stomach, then about his belly button. She sucked with her lips at his flesh, kissing and licking up onto his chest, swirling her tongue through the sweet creamy juices there. Her cunt throbbed and with a soft squeal, Molly came. The contractions weren't as strong as she liked, but any orgasm she had was good. She twisted her tongue about his tiny nipples, then worked her mouth back down his body. With her thumb and forefinger, she milked his cock, bringing up one small drop of come juice, her lips sucking it into her mouth hungrily. She ran her tongue about his piss hole, then down around his balls.

Davy opened his legs wider, and mewling, Molly shoved her face into his crotch, breathing in the arousing scent of him. She moved her tongue downward and pulled her finger out of his asshole. Her fiery tongue licked at the puckered opening, delving into his asshole almost gently.

"You sure know how to make a guy feel great Mother," Davy whispered, breathing hard. "I didn't know being jacked off could be this much fun."

Molly pulled her face out of his crotch, looking at him. Her eyes danced erotically as she grinned at him. "Haven't you learned that we can have fun doing everything yet?"

"I'm learning," Davy grinned back at her. Molly held the base of his softening cock, and turned to look it again.

"You know what you should do now, honey?" she said softly. "You should take a nice, long, delicious piss."

Davy, always agreeable, giggled.

The golden piss spurted from his cock; Molly was holding it at the base, his cockhead aimed upward. She whimpered as the hot piss splashed into her face. She closed her eyes, savoring the excitement of Davy pissing into her face. She felt her cunt responding to it, and shoved a hand between her crossed thighs. She began to fingerfuck her cunt swiftly, aiming his cock so he pissed across his chest and stomach.

Then, holding his cock upward again, she opened her mouth and started lapping at the golden piss as if from a drinking fountain. The wet sounds of her finger stabbing into her juicy cunt mingled with her hot breathing. Davy kept up a strong stream for as long as he could, watching his mother drinking. As the stream lest force, Molly opened her lips wide and followed it downward. The taste of his piss sent chills of perverse ecstasy racing up and down her naked body, raising goose bumps on her smooth flesh.

Just before Davy finished, Molly closed her lips about his piss hole, taking a last squirt into her mouth, shivering as it ran into her throat. Then, with a wild cry of ecstasy, she jerked her finger out of her still-convulsing cunt, and began to lick at his piss-wet stomach and chest.

Her orgasm grew tighter and tighter, and finally she fell back, sprawling on the floor, legs and arms flung wide, shaking happily.

Sitting on the couch, Molly had one leg thrust out straight, the other bent at the knee. Her foot rested on the edges of the cushions, with her crotch exposed.

She wore a tight sweater that molded her shapely tits, her nipples pressing against the stretching fabric. On her hips were a pair of skimpy panties. Sitting on the floor before her, Davy was gazing at his mother. Molly rubbed up and down the crotch of her panties with her fingers, her eyes slightly glazed as she fondled herself for her son's enjoyment. It wasn't for his enjoyment alone; she loved to have him watch her. Satiny soft hair swirled from the tight band of her panties, and now and then Molly drew the panties into her cunt so her son could see her pink, puffy cuntlips. The crotch of her panties were wet with her pussy juices.

"Want to taste my pussy, honey?" she murmured softly. "Would you like to kiss Mother's cunt through these nice, wet panties?"

Davy nodded his head vigorously. It had been some time since they had played with her panties. He scooted close to her, and Molly lifted her feet to the couch, holding her knees wide. Davy kissed and licked at the hot, creamy flesh of his mother's thighs, his tongue tasting the flesh. He moved his tongue along the exposed lips of her cunt and then lapped up and down the crotch of her panties, tasting the slippery wetness.

"Is Mother's cunt sweet, Davy?" she asked, watching him as he pressed his open mouth against her pantied cunt. "Do you really love to suck Mother's hairy cunt?"

"Mmmmm, I sure do, Mother," Davy said, his mouth buried into her crotch.

Molly worked a finger down between his mouth and her pussy, moving aside the crotch of her panties. She dipped her finger into her cunt as his tongue swirled about her cunt. Bringing her finger to her own mouth, Molly licked and tasted her juices, her eyes smoldering. She was thinking of that pretty little girl who had spoken to her son, the one she had seen with her panties showing in the tight shorts. She was sure Davy would enjoy feeling the cute girl, playing with her little cunt and tight ass. Molly hesitated only for a moment before admitting to herself that she, too, would love to feel that sweet body. She wasn't quite sure if she wanted to suck the little girl's cunt, but knew she would if the opportunity presented itself. Once her passions started boiling, Molly knew she would do anything with her son, and the little girl, too.

She stretched the wet crotch of her panties wide, looking down as her son stabbed his tongue into her cunt, then sucked at her long clit. She returned the pressure by pushing her hairy pussy into his young face, squealing with increasing pleasure.

"Mmmmmmmm, you suck Mother's cunt so nicely, baby," she whispered. "I just love it when you tonguefuck me, Davy. Honey, would you like to fuck that pretty little girl, that cute blonde friend of yours?"

Davy pulled his face out of his mother's cunt. She saw her pussy juices glistening on his mouth, his cheeks and chin.

"Well, would you?"

"Mother, I don't think she knows she has a cunt, let alone what to do with it," he replied.

"All girls know what to do with their cunts," she giggled.

"But not her," Davy insisted.

"Don't you get hard when you see her in those tight shorts, her pretty little ass outlined? Didn't you see her pink panties… the way her cunt showed?"

Davy nodded his head. "I look all the time, Mother, and not just at her, but all the girls. Sure, I get hard, and so do all the other guys. Who wouldn't get a hard-on looking at them?"

Molly giggled. "It makes my pussy wet, too," she said. "I got awfully wet the other day. I saw her panties showing and my cunt started throbbing, and then I came. I didn't come hard, but I came."

Davy giggled, but wasn't surprised. "You come easy, Mother. You can come just seeing me take a fucking shower!"

"Why shouldn't I?" she asked, working her finger back into her cunt and stabbing deeply. "I love to come, and I love to see you, and I bet I'd love to see that pretty little girl, especially her young pussy and sweet, tight ass."

She withdrew her drenched fingers and plunged them into her mouth, sucking her own juices.

"You'd kiss her cunt, Mother?"

"Mmmm, I think I would," she answered. "Yes, I think I'd kiss her little cunt."