Kathy Andrews - Mom without panties

Karen felt an anticipation come over her, hoping Sissy would touch her son's balls, maybe his cock. She had never felt that way about her son before, and it shook her momentarily. She wanted to touch him, grip his cock and squeeze it, fondle his balls.

When Sissy's fingers moved toward Richard's balls, Karen saw that she moved slowly, caressing, on his inner thigh. Her son's body was trembling, but he still kept his eyes covered with his arm. Karen heard a soft sigh come from Sissy as her fingers gently prodded Richard's balls. It was obvious to Karen that the woman was not feeling for any lumps, but feeling his balls for the sheer pleasure of it.

Richard was moaning softly, trying to keep from twisting on the table. Karen's eyes smoldered now, gazing at every move Sissy's fingers made. Sissy, through lowered lashes, watched the reaction this was having on Karen. She was pleased by what she saw, the way Karen writhed her ass on the chair, her lips open as she gasped quietly, eyes boiling hot.

Karen watched Sissy's fingers lift Richard's balls, cradling them in her palm, giving them gentle squeezes. Each time she squeezed, Richard's cock jerked, and his prick seemed to be dripping more. In fact a drop of fluid had started to run along the smoothly swollen head of his cock. She ran her tongue over her lips as she watched the fluid trickling down his prickshaft.

Sissy slipped her thumb and forefinger to the base of Richard's cock, and Karen wasn't surprised now when the woman pulled upward on it, bringing a glistening bead of juice to his piss hole. All pretense of examination was over. It was now obvious to Karen that her son's doctor was more interested in Richard's cock and balls than continuing with her exam.

Sissy, was trying to make it look professional, but failed at times. Karen thought perhaps Sissy was playing a waiting game, wanting to find out what Karen would do if she simply grasped Richard's cock and jacked it off. She was sure that if she had waited in the outer office, Sissy would have done just that.

Sissy was back at his balls now, squeezing them tenderly, her eyes looking down with an expression that was anything but professional. The way her tits rose and fell under her silk blouse told Karen that the woman was intensely excited, and becoming more so. Karen felt she should say, something, to put a stop to this here and now. Yet she was as excited as the doctor.

While Sissy fondled his balls, Richard gave a moan, and his cock suddenly gushed.

"Ohhhhh!" Sissy moaned.

"Ahhhhhh!" Karen hissed.

Sissy squeezed Richard's balls hard now as she and Karen watched come juice spurt high into the air, then arc over and fall onto Richard's stomach. The creamy come splashed down until his stomach was coated, glistening wetly. Sissy, Karen saw with hot eyes, grasped the base of Richard's cock and squeezed it, her tongue licking her lips. Richard spewed jism for a long time, more than Karen thought possible. His cock jerked wildly as Sissy gripped it at the base, a glob of come almost striking her chin.

"Wonderful," Sissy mewled. Then she pretended to become professional again. "That's the proper reaction for a teen his age, Karen. It was expected. I'd say Richard is very healthy."

She cleaned Richard's stomach with tissue, then wiped the head of his cock. Her voice seemed unusually throaty and Karen understood it. She was afraid to use her own voice, afraid it would betray her excitement. She nodded her head in agreement with Sissy, but her gaze remained on her son's cock. Surprisingly, his prick was still quite hard.

Sissy turned from him. "You can pull your pants up now, honey. I think we're finished for now." She sat at her desk and wrote into his chart for a few moments, then swung her chair around to face Karen, crossing her long legs, the slit of her skirt falling away. Richard had his pants up and was buttoning his shin, his face a bit pink, but there was a shy smile on his face.

"Karen, I'd like to see Richard again next week. I found nothing wrong with him, but there are a few more things I'd like to try."

Karen nodded her head, looking at Sissy's exposed thigh. "If you want," she said, her voice quivering.

"He's such a big teen," Sissy said, smiling at Richard, who was now dressed and sitting on the table. "There's no need for you to come with him. I'm sure there are many things you want to do besides bring your son to a doctor's office."

Their eyes met, and for a moment Karen saw the hungry desire in the woman's eyes. She was sure what Sissy meant: alone with Richard, she could get away with things. Today had been, she thought, accidental. It was obvious to Karen that Sissy wanted to do more with Richard, maybe fuck him.

"I don't mind," she said softly.

"I want my Mom with me," Richard replied.

For a moment Karen thought she saw embarrassment in Sissy's eyes, but that wasn't it at all. It was something else, speculation maybe.

"Well, I guess that's it for this time. And by the way, this exam is on me. You won't get a bill, Karen."

Sissy had a grin on her beautiful face when she saw that his cock still bulged against the front of his pants. With all pretense gone, Sissy ran her palm over him, petting his cock. "Yes, I'd say Richard was very well developed for his age. Now, remember, next week."

The image of her son on the examining table refused to leave her mind.

For the next two days, Karen seemed to be in a constant state of arousal, her tits swollen, her nipples extremely sensitive, her cunt pulsating wetly. She was more excited than she could remember, even more than that long-ago day when she found out she not only loved to fuck, but craved a hard cock the way some girls craved to date the campus hero.

Since visiting Sissy's office, she noticed, too, that Richard stayed in the house more than ever. He had no interest in racing about the neighborhood, playing ball, riding his bike or anything else but being with her. He was, at first, shy when they came from the doctor's office, quiet and seemingly embarrassed that she had seen his cock shoot jism. But before bedtime that night, he was a chatterbox, talking a mile a minute about anything and everything but what had happened earlier.

Karen wasn't about to let him make his next appointment alone. She wanted to see what happened next. She admitted to herself that she wanted to see her son's cock and balls, watch Sissy make him come again. On the other hand, she felt a burning desire to give his balls a squeeze, herself, to feel his cock throbbing in her hand, making him come.

Now, two days later, she was aware that Richard walked about with a hard-on most of the time, not even trying to keep her from seeing it. He seemed proud of his hard cock, glancing at her often to see if she was noticing it. Karen was seeing his prick, all right. She couldn't keep her eyes, off the front of his pants, watching his cock bulge against them, her hands itching to take it, her cunt pulsating for his prickhead, her mouth watering in cocksucking hunger.

It was almost ten in the evening, and she sat on the couch in the living room. Her son sprawled in a chair, his legs stretched out. The front of his pants bulged, as it had been for the past two days. Karen looked at him openly, no longer secretly looking. She enjoyed seeing his cock hard and there was no reason why she should not look.

"Richard," she said, her voice soft. "Did you enjoy your examination?"

"It was the best yet," he said. "You know it was, Mom."

"I thought so," she said, nervously smiling. "Any teen would enjoy being examined that way, I'm sure."

"You wanna examine me, Mom?" he asked, giggling. His hands acted as if he was going to open his pants.

"You wouldn't dare," she said, her eyes blazing with heated desire.