Kathy Andrews - Mom_s wet panties

Look and drool and get hard and come in your fucking pants, she thought, but this girl's ass belongs to only one – my son!

She arrived at Jerry's school shortly after the lunch hour started. She saw her son sitting on the grass beneath a huge tree. There was a very pretty young girl with him, apparently was sharing her lunch with him. The lovely creature sat with her back against the tree, her knees up, a sandwich resting on them. Joyce was somewhat surprised to see the long, creamy backs of the girl's slim thighs, and just the hint of her white panties. That could be a simple accident, but she knew it wasn't. Her son was on his stomach in front of the girl, eating an apple, and he was peering straight at the pretty girl's crotch, his eyes hot.

"I see you're eating already," Joyce said as she approached. "I forgot your lunch money, honey."

"That's all right, Mother," he said, pleased to see her. "Pamie gave me this apple." Jerry introduced the girl to her, and Joyce found herself looking into the warmest eyes she had ever seen. "Remember, Mother? I told you about Pamie."

So, this was the girl who flashed her panties and spoke as if she would fuck half the school. She was certainly lovely, and gazed without flinching at Joyce. The heat Joyce saw in Pamie's eyes was unmistakable; here was a girl who, if not already fucking, was desperate to fuck. She was, not, Joyce felt, a prick-teaser at all. This girl would fuck, but apparently only under the right circumstances. The tip-off, the proof of the young girl's lack of inhibitions was that she did not lower her legs as Joyce stood there, even though Pamie knew Joyce saw her son peering under her dress. Joyce wondered if Jerry had said anything to the girl about fucking his mother.

"I've invited Pamie to visit, Mother," Jerry said. "But she can't until Saturday."

"It's my parents," Pamie said, her voice a tinkling, melodious sound that was warm and invitational. "They hardly ever let me go anywhere. They think I might do something they wouldn't approve of." Her clear eyes seemed to say more than the words.

Joyce wasn't going to let the girl go with that explanation. She knew of her son's desire for the girl, and she determined immediately to help him out. She squatted next to her son, and saw Pamie's eyes follow her legs. Letting her knees part slightly, Joyce was aware Pamie could see a few of her dark cunt hairs swirling from the legs of her sun-suit at the crotch, and she watched the girl's expression closely. She flashed a smile when Pamie's eyes, instead of shifting, became a deep, smoldering color. She had pegged the girl right, she felt.

"What is it they're afraid of, Pamie?" she asked.

"That I might, you know, get involved with a boy," Pamie said, her voice low, eyes still looking at the woman's crotch, "or maybe with a girl. Sometimes I don't know how I was ever born."

Jerry turned onto his side, resting on his elbow, listening to his mother and the girl he wanted to fuck. Glancing at the front of her son's pants, Joyce grinned to see his cock was very hard.

"My parents don't want me to have any fun," Pamie said, licking her lips.

"And you think it would be fun to be, as you say, involved with a boy or a girl?" Joyce asked, her voice low and filled with meaning.

"It sure would!" Pamie said, half squealing. "I've tried it before and, oh, it's heaven!"

Now they were getting someplace, Joyce thought. The girl was so eager she was talking almost bluntly immediately.

"What's stopping you from enjoying it more often?" Joyce asked.

"I have to be very careful so they don't catch me," Pamie said, her eyes shifting to the swelling bulge of Jerry's cock, then back to Joyce's crotch. "If they caught me there's no telling what they'd do to me."

"I see," Joyce said. "Maybe I could help." Pamie gazed boldly at Joyce, her eyes clouded with the inner heat she felt. There was an immediate understanding between Joyce and Pamie. They didn't need words of agreement; it was in their eyes.

"If I can help you," Joyce said, opening her knees a bit more for the girl, "what will you do for us?"

Pamie glanced at the swelling cock-bulge in Jerry's pants, ran her tongue over her moist lips, then looked back at Joyce. "Anything you want," she said in a very low voice.

"Prove it," Joyce said softly.

"How?" Pamie asked, looking around them. They were almost alone, with most of the boys and girls a good ten yards away. Looking back at Joyce, Pamie slowly parted her slender legs until they were wide, her skirt taut, the crotch of her tight white panties exposed, the succulent bulge of her tender cunt molded, the pussy slit obvious. "Like this?"

"That's a start," Joyce said, licking her lips.

"That's pretty," Jerry said, groaning as he looked at Pamie's exposure. "You make my cock hard, Pamie."

"I want to make your cock hard, Jerry," the girl said, still looking at Joyce. She ran her hand along the crotch of her panties briefly, then closed her thighs. "I don't want those others to see, though."

Joyce's cunt was boiling with excitement. She was so hot she would have fucked her son then and there, with all of the other students around watching. Jerry, too, looked as if he were about to come in his pants. She didn't want him to do that; if he came, she wanted to help him out.

"Where can we go now?" Joyce asked. "Someplace so we can be alone."

"I know a place, Mother," Jerry said, getting up and not bothering to conceal his bulging hard-on.

Joyce and Pamie went with him, and Jerry led them behind what looked like a gardener's tool shed. Some bushes grew behind it, but there wasn't much concealment. If anyone should come there for some reason, they would be seen easily. But it was the best they could do on the school grounds. But Pamie was worried.

"I'll take care of him, Pamie," Joyce said. "If someone catches us, you can always say you caught us first."

"You're gonna… gonna do it? With your son?" Pamie asked, awed and excited.

"We can't let, him run around here with a hard-on like that, can we?" Joyce said, cupping her son's cock and squeezing it. "The only thing I can think of is to fuck him, right now."

"But you can't take your sun-suit off," Pamie protested, looking around nervously.

"You can't get naked right here."

"I'll do it this way," Joyce said, pulling at the rear of her sun-suit, revealing a cream ass cheek and her ass crack. She arched her ass back, offering it to her son as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Pamie's eyes burned on Jerry's prick.

"Fuck me fast, Jerry. We have to fuck quick before someone finds us."

One cheek of Joyce's rounded ass was fully revealed, and when she arched it back, the hairy slit of her cunt was level with her son's cock. Joyce noticed the girl's excitement as she watched Jerry fuck his cock into her cunt from behind. Joyce mewled as her son's cock spread the wet lips of her pussy, fucking deep into her.

"Ooo, fuck it fast, baby!" she whimpered, twisting her ass when he started fucking her. Joyce placed her hands on the wall of the wooden building, bracing herself as Jerry rammed his cock in and out of her fiery cunt.

"Ohhhhh, look at that!" Pamie squealed excitedly. "I can see Jerry's cock fucking you! Ooo, that sure makes my pussy hot!"

With her ass dancing in time to her son's lunging cock, Joyce whispered loudly: "Feel her up, Jerry! Feel Pamie's cunt and fuck my pussy at the same time."

"Golly, yes!" Pamie whispered, lifting her skirt, forgetting about anyone coming upon them now. "Feel me… play with my pussy, Jerry!"

Joyce watched the girl shove her panties down, seeing the gleam of soft pussy curls and the pink slit of Pamie's sugary cunt. Pamie spread her legs and shoved her hips forward. Jerry moved his hand between Pamie's thighs, working a finger into her boiling, tight cunt, fucking her with it while Pamie gurgled and wiggled her hips. Joyce was not at all surprised when Pamie slipped a hand up and cupped her spongy tit, squeezing it. She had seen the heat in those eyes and felt Pamie would do just about anything, and this was all the proof she needed.