Kathy Andrews - Davy_s loving mother

After a while, she prepared breakfast for them.

She wore a fresh pair of panties for her son. They were an emerald color, trimmed with a pastel green. Otherwise she was naked. Davy had removed his cut-offs, and wore a pair of jockey shorts now. He had them on at his mother's suggestion; she found it exciting to see his cock and balls inside them.

As she cooked eggs and bacon, she shifted her feet often, letting her son watch the play of her shapely ass cheeks. When breakfast was ready, they stood up to eat, both of them gazing at each other's bodies. Davy didn't seem to have very much interest in her tits, but Molly didn't mind. Her tits were quite sensitive to the touch, and she loved having them sucked, but her cunt demanded more attention than her tits.

Davy especially enjoyed seeing her with her panties pulled into her cunt, so her cuntlips showed. He liked to see the seat tight in the crack of her ass, so her smooth, sweet asscheeks were exposed. She knew, by now, that he preferred her to wear panties instead of being completely naked.

"I never did finish my bath," she said when they had finished eating.

"You can finish later," Davy said, and came around the table to her.

Molly stood while her son stood behind her, running his hands over her pantied ass, feeling her. She waggled her ass for him, cooing softly. She felt the heat of his palms through her thin panties, and gurgled with pleasure as he drew them into the crack of her ass. Davy cupped the creamy cheeks of his mother's ass, squeezing gently. Slipping one hand down, Molly pulled at the panties until the crotch cut into her cunt.

"Do you like that?" she asked softly, thrusting her ass backward. "Do you like seeing my ass this way, honey?"

"You have a beautiful ass, Mother," he replied, staring at her swelling asscheeks. "And a beautiful cunt, too."

"Ohhhh, darling," Molly breathed. "I love it when you talk that way to me. Hearing you say ass and cunt makes me so hot!"

Davy fondled his mother's ass with one hand, sliding his other between her thighs. He caressed the puffy lips of her cunt that spread on either side of her imbedded panties.

"Are you getting hard, Davy?" she gasped, wiggling her ass. She leaned on the table, her arms shaking. "Is your cock getting hard, darling! Ooooooh, I hope it is!"

"You want my cock, Mother?" he asked, his voice slightly gruff. "You want my cock?"

"Oh, yes, baby!" she moaned. "I want your cock!"

Davy pressed his palm hard into her pussy, and Molly almost came.

"Fuck me, Davy!" she cried out. "Please, darling, fuck me!"

Davy pulled his hands back, but Molly hissed. "Don't take your shorts down! Fuck me with them on!"

Feverishly, Davy yanked his cock from the crotch of his shorts. Molly leaned over, on the table, crushing her tits almost flat, arching her ass to him. She moaned hotly as his fingers pulled the wet crotch of her panties out of her cunt, stretching them to one side. Davy stared dawn at his mother's creamy ass, seeing her hairy cuntlips, swelling in readiness for him.

"Hurry!" she panted. "Hurry and fuck me, Davy!"

Davy shoved his cock forward, and when his swollen cockhead touched the lips of her cunt. Molly's eyes popped open, a gasp of eager anticipating bursting from her throat. Davy rubbed the head of his cock up and down the wet, fiery lips of his mother's pussy for a moment, gazing at the contact.

Then, with a lunge, he drove his cock hard into her cunt.

"Ohhhhh, baby, yes!" Molly squealed, feeling her tits slid on the table from the force of his penetration. "Fuck me hard that way! Ohhhh, Lord, baby, fuck Mother!"

Davy grasped his mother's hips, gazing down at her ass, seeing the panties pulling to one side. One cheek of her ass was fully exposed, the other covered by the nylon panties. He felt the tight wetness of his mother's cunt clutch his cock, and Molly felt the deep throbbing power of him.

"Fuck it, darling!" she screeched, twisting her ass lewdly. "Fuck that cunt hard, baby! Oooooh, ram that cock to Mother's hot cunt! Ooooh, give it to me as hard as you can!"

Davy, gripping his mother's twisting hips, began to beat his cock in and out, smacking against her ass cheeks. Molly gurgled, choking with the delight. There was something exciting about her son fucking her with his shorts on, her panties drawn to one side to give him access to her boiling cunt. She couldn't feel his balls swing, but that was okay for the time being.

"You're hot and wet, Mother!" Davy groaned.

"Hot for you, darling!" she responded in a thick voice. "Mother's cunt is so hot for you, for your hard cock! Fuck me, darling! Ohhhh, Lord, fuck me good!"

The rampage of her son's cock sent every nerve of her body tingling. The way his cock throbbed inside her cunt made delicious waves of rapture burn through her. Although his cock was not big, it seemed to grow huge inside her pussy, stretching her cuntlips sweetly. Her long clit was just the right size to scrape and rub at the slippery shaft. She stretched her arms across the table, and gripped the edge. She closed her eyes to the ecstasy, moaning and sobbing as her ass danced wickedly for him. With each of his lunges, Molly strained her ass back against him, her cunt trying to suck his cock into her stomach.

"Hurry, baby, hurry!" she screeched. "My cunt is on fire and you're going to make me come! Fuck hard and fast! Beat my pussy, darling! Pound Mother's cunt raw, fuck me raw!"

Davy grunted and rammed his cock swiftly in and out. The wet sucking of his mother's cunt caused his balls to draw up tightly.

"I'm about to come, too, Mother!"

"In me!" she screamed. "Oh, baby, come in me! Come in my cunt… fill Mother's hungry cunt with sweet come juice!"

Davy gave a powerful thrust, and Molly screamed as she came. Her cunt rippled tightly about his cock, puffing hard, Davy grunted again, his cock gushing.

"Give it all to me!" Molly groaned. "Ohhhh, Davy, I love it! I can feel you coming in my pussy! Squirt it all into my cunt!"

Davy was stiff behind his mother's shaking ass, his cock being drained into her greedy cunt. His eyes were unfocused but he gripped her hips with tight fingers.

With a cry, Davy slumped across his mother's back, his hands leaving her hips and shoving beneath her body. Molly, feeling weak, managed to lift her chest enough so her son could hold her tight tits.

"Oh, Lord," she moaned. "I can't ever get enough of you, Davy. I don't know what will happen with us, but I can't stop fucking you, ever."

That afternoon the wind came up, but it wasn't bad.

Molly had decided she would take her son shopping. She wanted to buy him new shorts, the brief hip-hugging type. There was no reason to drive, since they lived within walking distance of a small shopping center. With her son wearing his usual cut-off jeans, she dressed in a becoming summer frock, with two thin straps holding it up over her otherwise naked tits.

Under the yellow dress, she wore a pair of frilly panties. The skirt swirled about her thighs and she wore leather sandals on her feet.

The wind was not cool, but warm.

The wind whipped her dress about her long thighs and shapely ass, outlining her body. Davy loved it, but Molly was slightly embarrassed, afraid her dress would fly up over her shoulders. Her panties concealed nothing, and if that happened, she would certainly provide onlookers with quite a show. The panties were two small triangles, with thin straps of elastic barely holding them on her hips. They felt nonexistent on her, which was exciting… if her dress didn't blow up.

Davy wanted to walk behind her so he could see the wind press her dress against her body, and Molly found that exciting, too. They walked slowly in the sunny day, her chestnut hair blowing about her face. When the wind pressed her dress against her legs and ass, her cunt would respond him with a delirious twitch. She looked over her shoulder at her son, her eyes moving to the front of his cut-offs. She grinned when she saw his cock pressing at his shorts. She gave a more pronounced twitch to her shapely ass for his pleasure.