Kathy Andrews: Mom_s wet panties

"Want to watch?" She studied his eyes carefully as she parted the lips of her cunt. "Want to watch me piss?"

She was pleased when his eyes sparkled and he leaned over to see. She let go with a golden stream of piss, hearing a soft moan from her son. Still pissing, she sucked in a deep breath.

"I came hearing you pee, honey. I came when I heard you pissing in here," she admitted.

Jerry giggled, and her pulse raced as her son suddenly slipped his hand into the stream of her golden piss, moving it up until he was cupping her cunt lightly. Piss streamed from his hand, soaking her thighs. She covered the back of his hand with her own, feeling her piss along with him.

"Ohhh, shit… I might come again!" she moaned.

"Then come, Mother!" he urged.

But she didn't come, right then.

She dried her cunt with a tissue, then washed her hands beside her son.

He washed his when she finished, and then they went back to her bedroom. Joyce slipped into a fresh pair of panties, pulled a blouse over her tits, and completed her dressing with a skirt that was tight enough to mold and hug her shapely ass, a long slit up the left thigh.

They had breakfast, both still feeling the excitement of a new day, a day of learning more about each other's sexual desires and hungers.

She had talked her son into putting on a pair of old faded jeans he had chopped off and made into shorts. They were a little small for him now, but that pleased her. She had asked him not to wear underwear because she wanted to see his cock dangling down. She went on to tell him that once she had seen the head of a young boy's cock hanging out of his cut-offs, and that she had come very hard. She did not tell, her son she had been with his father at the time, and that her husband had encouraged her to look at the boy. Neither did she tell her son of how his father would get an enormous hard-on when he looked at the succulent young girls wearing shorts so tight their cute asses were half naked.

She did not tell Jerry of the many times she and her husband had fantasized about the young girls, nor of the one time they had been with a couple, fucking first each other, then trading partners. She did not tell her son how exciting that had been to her, watching her husband's cock fucking the other woman's cunt, or the thrill she had gotten while her husband watched her sucking the man's cock off, taking his come juice into her mouth. Maybe she would do so later, but not now.

Seeing her son wander about the house in his old cut-offs, the head of his cock dangling in full exposure, kept her cunt on fire. She cleared the table after breakfast, and openly watched her son's cock. She sat in positions so the slit of her tight skirt was open, her sleek thigh revealed. They were teasing each other, letting the passions grow and bubble, and they both knew it. It was a game, a game of lewd anticipation. There was no reason to tease, not now – but it was fun. Joyce was delighted that her son had picked up on the words she loved to hear him say, the names she wanted him to call her. When he would call out lewd words to her and waggle his cock at her, she would almost come in her panties.

She was on the couch, legs crossed, the slit of her tight skirt high, the ridge of her panties showing, her eyes glowing with heat as her son stood a few feet in front of her, his cock dangling from the frayed edges of his cut-offs. Jerry pulled them aside, exposing his cock and balls to his mother.

"What do you think of this, cock-sucker?"

"I think it's beautiful, you little motherfucker," she replied.

"Want it?"

"Yes," she said, her eyes smoldering.

Jerry moved toward her, his cock and balls revealed. Joyce caressed his cock and balls as he stood before her, making his prick swell and throb. When his cock was hard, she stroked it with her fist, licking her lips.

"You know what I'd love, baby?" she asked in a low, throaty voice, pulling on her son's prick.

"Sure, to fuck my cock, Mother."

"Always love to fuck you," she said, "but I would love to have your cock in my mouth. Would you like to fuck Mother in the mouth, Jerry?"

"Really?" he asked, excitement making his voice track.

She nodded, grinning at him.

"But I might come."

"Mmmm, I hope you do!" she squealed.

"In your mouth? Really, Mother? Come in your mouth?"

Joyce made a gurgling sound, gazing at her son's cock and balls with hungry eyes. She ran her hand along her skirt, lifting it past, her thigh. She uncrossed her legs and spread her knees, the tight crotch of her panties showing. As her eyes focused on the swollen head of her son's cock, Jerry stared between his mother's thighs. Joyce caressed her inner thighs lightly, licking her lips slowly.

"Of course you can come in my mouth," she said in a throaty murmur. "That's what it's for. A girl shouldn't offer to let a guy fuck her mouth unless she allows him to come in it, just as he comes in her cunt." She flashed a lewd grin at her son. "I love to feel a cock squirt jizz in my mouth, it tastes heavenly!"

Jerry climbed onto the couch, standing on the cushions at his mother's side. Joyce noticed her son was short enough so that she could sit on her ass and take his cock into her mouth. She turned to face him, spreading her legs about his feet. Drawing her knees up and rubbing the satiny flesh of her inner thighs close to his knees, she opened his cut-offs and pulled them down past his ass. Her beautiful face was on a perfect level with Jerry's cock and balls.

"I love to hold a naked ass in my hands if I get fucked in the mouth, darling," she whispered. "And don't forget, call me some delicious names while I'm sucking you."

She cupped her son's bare ass with her hot palms. Playfully, she rubbed her lips about the tip of his dripping cock, sliding her tongue out to taste the seeping juices.

"Hold my face," she said in a thick, whispery voice. "Hold my face like you would my ass when you fuck me."

She shivered when her son placed his trembling hands on her cheeks. "Mmmm, now fuck my face, honey."

The smoothness of his cock touched her lips and Joyce allowed them to open and slide over that creamy sweet cockhead. Her lips ovaled to take his cock, and they tingled as her son slowly inserted his prick into her mouth. She kept her eyes gazing up at his young, excited face. When, he had half his cock in her mouth, Joyce gave an ecstatic moan and jerked at his ass, pulling his throbbing hard cock deep into her wet, hot mouth, his balls slapping at her chin. Her tongue pressed his cock tightly to the roof of her mouth, the smooth prickhead in her throat. She used her, lips and tongue and throat to make a tight, wet, hot sheath for her son's cock, her eyes twinkling up at his very excited face.

In a hesitant way, Jerry pulled his cock back, feeling the sucking pressure of his mother's mouth. He pulled back slowly, then moved forward again, still slowly, as if afraid he would harm her in some way. Joyce let her son fuck her mouth as she wanted for a few moments, then she slipped her lips from his cock, nuzzling his cock tip.

"You don't have to be so gentle, baby," she said, squeezing his ass. "You can fuck my mouth as hard and fast as you want. You won't hurt me… I love it best when you're so excited and moving fast." She kissed his balls. "And don't forget those names!"

She engulfed his cock again, pulling him forward by his has, bringing his cock deep. She moaned softly as her cunt fluttered with that ecstatic sensation, her mouth burning around his cock. She dug her hands into his asscheeks, her fingers deep between them. Jerry began to fuck faster into his mother's mouth, gazing with hungry excitement down at her, seeing her lips encircling his cock. Then he fucked faster yet, gasping with the sensations her tongue and lips were giving him.