Kathy Andrews - Mom_s on the make
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"You probably made that guy come in his trunks, Mom," Billy laughed as they walked from the pool.
She giggled. "I hope so."
Their car was parked far off near the end of the lot, and there was one other car parked close by, one space over. As they approached their car, they saw a young boy sitting alone. As they came closer, Misty paused, pointing.
"Look at him," she whispered.
The boy was sitting in the front seat of the car, the door open, one foot out, the other in. His swimming trunks were off, and he was jacking his cock, his fist sliding up and down. His eyes were closed, his expression showing pleasure.
The boy, sensing or hearing them, suddenly opened his eyes and saw them. With a gasp, he tried to hide his cock.
"Oh, please don't stop," Misty said. "Let us watch you."
The boy was one that had been peeking at her very often. Much too young to drive, he was apparently there with his mother, and had come out to the car to jack off after gazing at Misty for so long.
The boy, hearing her, recovered his composure. He glanced at Billy, and kept holding his cock tightly, the head bulging up from his fist.
"Please, let us watch you," Misty said softly, her voice low but encouraging.
The boy began to stroke his cock again, slowly. His lack of shame excited Misty, and she ran her palm over her son's trunks, feeling his cock throb in them. She opened the door of their car, still watching the boy with smoldering eyes.
"You're pretty," the boy, said.
"You really like looking at me?" Misty asked in a teasing voice as she sat on the seat of her car, legs outside, "You were looking at me at the pool, weren't you?"
"Yeah," the boy said, sliding his fist up and down his cock.
"Mmmm, I like that," she purred, and drew her son close, her hand sliding into his trunks to grip his hard-on. "Want to see me jack Billy off?"
"Ohhhh, yeah, lady!"
Billy trembled, as excited as his mother was, but for different reasons.
He didn't protest when his mother pulled his trunks to his knees, and started pumping his cock. As she jacked her son, watching the boy pound on his prick, Misty slipped the crotch of her bikini to one side, showing her hairy cunt to the boy. His eyes lit up, and his fist worked faster.
Misty watched him pound his cock, spreading her legs wide open, and stroked her son's cock. She rubbed at her exposed clit and slipped a finger into her pussy a few more times. She was turned on, very much so, to see this young boy jacking off. It was more of a turn on to her than sucking off that boy at the fast food drive-in.
"Jack it," she purred loud enough for him to hear, sliding her finger in and out of her hairy cunt. "Jack it off… pound your hard cock! Watch me… I'm finger-fucking my pussy! Watch me jack Billy off and finger-fuck my cunt! Oooooh, I bet you come a lot!"
The boy was panting as his fist rammed up and down, his eyes burning on her dipping finger, seeing the first cunt of his young life. Showing her pussy to him excited Misty, knowing he had never seen one, before. Then she got an idea. She looked around to make sure they would not be seen, and untied her bikini bottom. She pushed her son down on the seat of the car.
"Watch us!" she called out hoarsely, spreading her legs over her son's, facing the boy who was pounding on his cock frantically, staring wild-eyed at Misty and Billy. "Watch us, honey!"
Shoving a hand between her thighs, Misty fit her son's cock into her cunt, and eased down onto it. The boy's eyes became even wilder, and his fist pounded so fast and hard that the soft slapping sounds could be heard. Misty felt herself tremble with wanton excitement, her son's cock throbbing inside her cunt as she stared at the boy in the car. Placing her hands on her knees, she began to fuck her son, riding her cunt up and down his hard cock.
"Show me your tits!" the boy gasped.
Quickly, Misty shoved her hands up her body, pushing the top of her bikini to her neck, exposing her straining tits to the boy. His fist moved even faster now as he watched Misty fucking, seeing her hairy cunt sliding on Billy's cock, her tits jiggling in a tight way, her brownish nipples stiff and upright. Misty's body was shaking with intense excitement, letting the boy watch her fuck Billy. Her flesh was burning as if on fire, and her clit bulged like a miniature cock from the wetness of her cunt. Her son's cock felt larger, harder, than before. She seeped pussy juices all over Billy's jiggling balls and her inner thighs. Squealing with erotic ecstasy, she cupped her tits and pulled and squeezed them, her ass bouncing constantly, grinding down onto Billy's cock.
The boy was leaning forward as if to see her pussy better, but it was because he was on the brink of coming. His young face contorted into a mask of lewd rapture, mouth open and tongue hanging out.
"Fuck me, Billy!" she called so the boy could hear. "Fuck my hot cunt, baby! Ooooh, ram that big cock up my fucking hot cunt!"
The boy in the car gasped, and sprayed thick come juice from his cock, squirting it onto the hot tar of the parking lot. Misty cried out with delight as she watched the boy coming, her cunt gripping her son's cock very tightly. The spasms came swiftly, her pussy clutching Billy's cock with wet heat, sucking it.
"I'm coming!" she sobbed, shaking and shuddering as she strained on her son's prick. "Billy, come with me! Come in my pussy! Ohhh, shoot that sweet juice up my hot cunt!"
Billy grunted, his hands digging into his mother's naked hips. His cock began to spew, sending hot, rapid gushes of come juice into his mother's greedy cunt. Misty covered her mouth with one hand, swallowing the scream of ecstasy. Although her vision blurred with the intensity of her orgasm, she still saw the boy as his cock stopped spewing. She shuddered with a final spasm, and went limp astride her son, his cock softening in her cunt. Her vision faded momentarily, and when it cleared, she saw the boy clutching his trunks, his white ass flashing as he struggled to pull them tip. He was no longer looking at her with fiery excitement, but as if he was afraid now. With his trunks on, the boy raced off to the pool.
"That was great, Billy," Misty breathed as she replaced her bikini and sat in the car. Billy had stuffed his glistening cock and balls into his trunks, and giggled as his mother got the car going, driving out of the parking lot and toward home.
"That's something he'll remember forever, Mom," he said, scooting close to her and stroking her satiny thigh. "I know I would."
Misty laughed, a low, pleased sound.
"Me, too," she purred. "And I'm still so hot! I could stop right here and suck you off, I'm still so fucking hot!"
Billy looked around.
"Everyone could see," he said. "There's too many people around."
"I know, and think how shocked they'd be," she grinned.
"I think we better be a little more careful, don't you?"
"A little, but not much more." Billy giggled lewdly, cupping his mother's cunt as she parted her legs. "You're getting terrible, Mom."
"And you love it," she said.
"Yes, I do."
At home, they had a snack, sitting at the small kitchen table, laughing about what they had done, discussing the pretty girls at the pool, the wild-eyed boy jacking off as she fucked him. Misty knew they had taken a chance, but the opportunity had been too good to pass up.
"I'm going to take a bath, baby," she said, running her hand through his hair. "When I'm finished, I want some more of that cock you have in your trunks."
She undressed in the kitchen, dangling her scanty bikini from a fingertip, twirling it as she swayed her creamy naked ass out of the room, her son gazing hotly.
She had been in the tub for a while when Billy came in to watch. Misty flashed a grin at him as she stood on her knees in the tub, spread wide, washing her cunt. Her hands made her pussy tingle, and her eyes took on a hot expression as her son pulled his trunks off, then sat on the toilet to watch. She splashed water over her pussy, rinsing away the soap, then spread the hairy lips to show the exquisite pinkness, her clit pushing up and outward. Billy licked his lips as he watched her play with her pussy, pressing the slit tight, then opening it again.
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