Kathy Andrews - Mom_s on the make

"Billy…" she said softly, rubbing his balls against her cunt. "Do it… this way. Fuck me like this, darling."

"Mom, it's so tight," he moaned.

"You're the first, baby," she replied, breathless. "You're the first to fuck my ass."

She squeezed the ring of her asshole around his cock, feeling it respond with a beautiful, powerful throb.

Billy, holding her hips, began to slide his cock back and forth, watching her asshole pucker on the shaft. Misty gasped, finding the deep penetration and friction delicious. It felt much different than taking a cock into her cunt, but just as good. She wasn't sure this would make her come, but her cunt was still burning and tingling as if she was about to come at any time.

Feeling as if his cock was about to pull from her asshole, Misty clamped the ring tightly. But Billy wasn't taking it out. He remained still a moment, feeling her asshole grip him, then pushed back in. As his cock moved deeply, her hand rubbed his hairless balls against her juicy, dripping cunt.

"Does it hurt, Mom?" he gasped.

"Now's a hell of a time to ask." She jiggled. "No, it feels wonderful! It feels fantastic! Fuck my ass, darling! Ohhh, fuck it deep?"

Billy pushed and pulled his cock slowly, staring at her ass.

"Faster!" she breathed. "Fuck me faster!"

She wiggled her ass for him.

Billy gripped her hips, and rammed his cock in hard.

"Ohhh, yes!" she gurgled.

Billy began to fuck fast, hard. Her asscheeks rippled from the banging of his body. His balls rubbed along her palm and slapped against her burning cunt. The faster his cock moved, the better she loved it. The hot friction was beautiful, so different than in her cunt, but just as wonderful.

"Ohhh, my ass!" she squealed.

"Tight, Mom, so fucking tight!"

"I know! I know my ass is tight!" she wailed. "Your cock feels like a fucking pole up my ass! Ahhhh, fuck it good, baby!"

Billy thrust swiftly now, his eyes closed as he tilted his head toward the ceiling, the rapture very strong.

Misty's eyes were closed, too. The sensations were driving her wild, and she shook her ass vigorously. She grabbed at his balls each time he lunged up her ass, trying to stuff them into her fiery cunt. She was so wet, his balls were soaked in her pussy juices.

"Ahhhhh… ooooh, so good!" she moaned.

"Hot, Mom! Hot and tight!"

"Fuck it!"

"I am fucking it! Pm gonna fuck your hot asshole raw, Mom!"

"Yes, fuck my asshole raw!"

His cock rammed and stabbed, and Misty began to sob in strange, wild sensations flooded her with ecstasy. Her clit bulged as hard as his cock, tingling and pulsating. When he pulled his cock back, she thrust all four of her fingers into her cunt, fucking herself there with frantic pleasure, his balls beating against them as he rammed into her asshole.

"Mom, I can't hold off!"

"Don't! Squirt, darling! Come up my fucking my ass… fill mother's fucking asshole! Come in my hot asshole, baby!"

Billy groaned loudly as he pressed his cock deep.

Misty cried out as she felt his cock throb, the hot gush of his come juice spurting into her asshole. The rapid squirts sent her cunt into a contraction that caused her asshole to squeeze about his cock. She lifted her head off the floor, screaming wildly as her son spewed into her asshole, her cunt wild with orgasm, her fingers thrust deep inside. His balls, smashed by her fingers, writhed as he emptied them into her receptive asshole.

They came down from the orgasms slowly, his cock deflating inside the ring of her ass. Her cunt slowed and calmed down, and her fingers pulled out, only to close about his empty balls. Her ass was shivering, her asshole holding the head of his now soft cock inside.

"I'm gonna fall back, Mom," he moaned weakly.

Misty mewled softly as his cock came out of her ass. For a moment she remained with her ass high in the air, the ring puckering and pulsating, her inner thighs gleaming with slippery pussy juices. She turned around slowly, sitting facing her son. She saw his cock and balls, so wet with her juices. Leaning into his lap, she licked at his cock and balls, tasting herself. Billy pushed his hands under her and cupped her dangling tits, sighing softly as her tongue lapped him.

Misty lifted and looked into his face, her eyes smoldering. She gently pushed him onto his back, and leaned toward his crotch. She opened her lips and closed them over his cock and balls, sucking them tenderly. She sucked her pussy juice off his balls, then licked at his cock for a long time. The taste of her asshole on it excited her. She held his cock and balls inside her mouth for a long, long time.

Misty relaxed on her huge beach towel, watching her son as he swam in the large public pool. There were not many people at the pool, mostly young bays and girls, with a few mothers and fathers with younger children. Misty seldom went to the pool with Billy. She couldn't swim, and really didn't care for water except to bathe in.

She did enjoy watching the young boys and girls, though. Some of them were beautiful, with slender yet muscular bodies. Billy, though, was the most handsome boy there. She knew he was looking at the prettier girls, his eyes taking in the shape of small tits, the tight little asses and long, satiny thighs. She, too, was getting a good share of looks. Mostly from the young fathers, but some from the teen-aged boys, too.

Her bikini was designed to be looked at, especially when worn by a woman with a figure such as hers. The skimpy top barely concealed her firm tits, and the bottom was even skimpier. The very small triangle in front could be adjusted to show as much as she dared, and the back exposed the naked curves of her pretty ass. Two fragile strings held it together at her hips. It was certainly not designed for swimming.

She lay back, her head on an air pillow, hands on her stomach, her eyes shielded by dark glasses. She had her feet parted, and the puffy crotch of her bikini was showing, along with soft hairs curling around the band and at the upper end of the triangle.

She pretended to be dozing, but watched the boys, and a few girls, walk past her just to look. They all walked past her feet, not past her head. Feeling good and erotic, Misty spread her legs more, letting them all have a nice long look at the crotch of her bikini. One young father stopped and stared openly at her crotch, and she watched his hungry face from behind her dark sunglasses. She deliberately made the lips of her cunt contract, knowing he could see the movement under the thin crotch. He might have stood there forever, looking at her, except a young woman called him away.

"Mom, you're turning all these guys on," her son whispered.

"I know," she whispered back. "Isn't it fun?"

"You're even giving me a hard-on, and I can fuck you anytime I want."

"Does it feel good, to have a nice hard-on?"

"You know it does," he giggled, dragging the tips of his fingers along her upper arm, then starting toward her tit.

"Don't feel me up here," she warned.

"I thought you wanted to be watched."

"I do, but not around so many people."

"Well, we better go, then," he said.

"Don't you want to stay and look at all this young, fresh pussy?" she teased.

"I want to fuck, that's what I want," he said. She turned her face toward him, and saw his cock bulging out inside his tight trunks. "Mmmmm, nice, baby. I guess we better go after all. I hope it's me that gave that beautiful hard-on to you, and not one of these little sweet virgin cunts."

"You know it's you, Mom," he said, watching her stand up.

Misty pretended to adjust her upper top, and a nipple showed for a brief moment, making her son giggle. Then she slipped a finger into the rear of the bottoms, pulling it away to show one asscheek before making her adjustments. She watched a young boy about Billy's age staring at her. Bending from the waist, she picked up her towel and air pillow, giving the boy an exciting peek at her ass and cunt.