Kathy Andrews - Let_s eat now, mom!

Ted's hands darted downward as his mother lunged her cunt up onto his cock. When her ass lowered, he cupped her flexing ass-cheeks, feeling them bunch through her skirt and skimpy panties.

As her son held her ass, Becky began to twist and thrash and grind in a frenzy, her head back and neck taut. She was moaning, gasping in rapture, clinging to his pounding ass with desperate hands. Her thighs moved up and down against his.

His cock seemed to reach into her stomach, it went so deep. Becky clung to him as tight as she could, lifting her crotch and letting her son bang in and out of her cunt almost violently. The soft, wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out turned her on.

Her clit seemed to be rubbing and scraping at the shaft of her son's cock, sending thrill after rippling thrill from her curling toes to the top of her head. She gasped as he rammed hard into her, forcing the breath from her lungs. The harder he thrust his cock into her cunt, the better it felt. Her flesh was on fire, melting, with the core of her heat between her thighs. Her cunt felt so swollen, she could hardly believe it, the lips puffy as they grabbed and gripped at his cock.

"Hold me tight!" she sobbed, swinging her ass in a tight, eager circle. "Ohhhh, Ted, hold mother tight! Ahhh, go faster, baby! Oooooh, that's so good! Keep that up, darling, and I'll, oh, God, you're going to make me come, Ted!"

Becky's eyes were wide open now. Her moist, full lips formed an oval of delightful pleasure. She moaned and cried out as the sensation of orgasm burned so hotly inside her cunt. Her stomach was rippling, her tits ready to burst. She was sure her cunt was melting, it was so hot. But her son's cock, she had never felt anything so hard inside her before. He clutched her ass in a way her ex-husband never had, squeezing with his fingers.

Sobbing with mindless ecstasy, Becky jerked one hand out of her son's pants, hastily jerking her skirt up in back to her waist. Then she shoved her son's hand inside her panties, making a gurgling sound as she felt him palm her naked ass. She began to bounce faster, jerking her hips upward, smacking her cunt against the base of his cock.

"Ted, baby!" she screamed in a choking sound. "I'm about… ohhh, God, you're going to make mother come! I want to come, Ted! I want to come so much!"

Ted was stabbing into his mother's fiery cunt frantically, his balls very tight. He was panting from his feverish effort, yet he seemed to fuck her faster and faster. She was sure his cock was expanding inside her pussy. Her pussy lips closed about it, riding hotly, flexing and gripping his cock as tight as possible.

"Now!" she shouted.

Her hips were flung upward, and she began to grind in a frenzy at his cock.

"Ohhhh, baby, now!" Becky shrieked.

The spasms exploded, her pussy clutching and squeezing her son's cock as her orgasm took control of her.

"I'm coming!" she screamed. "Ohhh, Ted, fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me fast! Ohhhh, God, give it to mother! I love it, Ted! I love to feel your cock in my pussy, in mother's cunt… fuck it, Ted! Ohhh, God, fuck mother's cunt! I'm… coming so hard!"

Her cunt was holding his prick so tightly that Ted had trouble fucking, but like his mother, he was desperate. His balls were about to explode, and his cock was tingling. He clung to her tight asscheeks, and with a loud groan, he fucked his cock as deep as he could, his body going stiff between her thighs.

Becky's eyes opened and closed as she felt her son's cock pulsate inside her cunt, and then she felt the rapid squirts as he came. She couldn't ever remember feeling it when her husband gushed into her pussy, but she felt each splash of her son's come juice as it spattered along the satiny walls of her slippery cunt, every single spurt.

After her son came, she kept holding him tightly, not wanting to let him go. Her flesh glowed in a radiant beauty, her cunt still pulsating around his softening prick. She stroked his ass, her hands inside his pants and shorts.

Ted, breathing deeply, had pulled his hands from his mother's panties, wanting to feel her tits. Becky helped to place his hands on her sweatered tits.

Ted lifted his head and gazed down at his mother's face. She stared back up at him, a nervous smile spreading over her beautiful features.

"I-I guess we did it, didn't we, Ted?"

"I think so, Mom," he replied, but without any evidence of embarrassment, holding her tit in his hand.

Then it happened. Becky tried to stop it, but as always, she failed.

She began to squirt piss, pissing and stopping, pissing and stopping.

"Ohhh, I knew it!" she cried, pushing at her son.

"Knew what?" he asked, puzzled.

She pushed him off, and Ted rolled to her side, confused. He wanted to keep his cock inside his mother's pussy, maybe get another hard-on, and fuck her again.

Becky jumped up and ran into her bathroom. But in her rush, she left the door open. She jerked her skirt up and her panties down, then sat on the toilet, flushed with embarrassment as she pissed.

Ted, curious, got to his feet. Holding his pants and shorts up with one hand, he stood in the doorway, looking at his mother. Becky shyly pulled her skirt aver her knees, but she couldn't stop pissing. She tried to avoid looking at her son, but his cock was hanging from his pants, glistening wetly. The front of his open jeans were wet with her piss, she noticed.

"I'm sorry, Ted," she said softly, shyly. "I… I couldn't help it."

"Help what, Mom?"

"I… it happens almost every time," she said.

"What happens every time? Tell me."

"I… well, after I come, I always seem to pee," she said, her voice so low that Ted could hardly hear the words.

"What's wrong with that, Mom? Sometimes I have to pee, afterward."

"You've… Ted, you're so young," she said. "I didn't know you had a girlfriend."

"I don't have a girlfriend," he said. "I mean after I… you know, play with myself."

Becky gazed at him. Ted stood with his cock dangling, still holding his pants in one hand, not at all shy as he had been before. Something about getting pussy seemed to make a guy bold, she thought.

As impulsive as she had grabbed him in her bedroom, Becky now acted just as impulsively. "Do you have to pee now?"

"Kinda bad," he replied, dancing from one foot to the other. "I better use the other bathroom."

He started to turn and go.

"Wait!" she called. "You can pee here."

"But you're not finished, Mom."

Becky spread her knees wide, stretching them on each side of the toilet seat. She drew her skirt to her waist, and Ted stared at the shadow of her pussy hair through her skimpy panties. Becky held the crotch of her panties to one side, and the golden piss streamed from her cunt.

"You can pee here… between my legs," she said hoarsely.

"But you'll see, Mom!" he protested.

"You see me, don't you?" she asked, her eyes glittering.

"Yeah, I do," Ted grinned.

"Okay," he agreed. "I'll be careful, Mom." Ted stood in front of her, shoving his pants and shorts to his knees.

Becky gazed at his cock and balls, running her tongue over her lips. She held her breath as she anticipated seeing hot piss spurt, from her son's cock. She wanted to hold it, to aim it, but kept her hands off him.

Ted pissed.

Becky made a swallowing sound as she stared at his pisshole, watching golden piss spew from it. Ted carefully held his cock so he pissed between his mother's thighs, watching it mingle with her piss.

"You don't have to be so careful!" Becky whispered. "I won't mind if you splash me."

With a giggle, Ted moved his cock.

"Ohhhh!" Becky gasped when he pissed over the front of her panties.

Ted giggled mischievously.

He lifted his cock, and she stared as the hot piss moved up to the elastic band of her panties, then her son moved his cock once more, pissing along her inner thighs. The feel of his hot piss shook Becky. Her eyes slitted, her lips ovaled, and she felt herself ready to come again. She stopped pissing. She began to rub her cunt, sliding her palm up and down the wet lips and her throbbing clit, watching her son piss.