Kathy Andrews - Let_s do mom!

She moaned as her asshole started to push her son's cock out. She clamped the ring, wanting to keep his cock inside her for a while. But the gripping action squeezed his cock out, and she mewled softly as his prick dropped downward, resting in the slit of her juicy, hairy cunt. She felt her son's hands holding her titties, listening to his heavy breathing. She began to giggle.

"Get off, honey," she said softly.

Johnny stood, and with the couple watching, he stuffed his cock back into his pants. For, a moment longer, Jennifer remained on the washing machine, then she, too, stood up. Slowly she adjusted the crotch of her sunsuit, facing the couple, letting then, see her hairy cunt.

The couple gave a thumbs-up gesture, and turned from the window. Jennifer and Johnny watched them return to the side of the pool, the cheeks of the girl's pretty ass showing; her bikini bottom had been pulled into the crack.

Jennifer drew her son against her, hugging him tightly and giggling lewdly. "I guess she saw it all, huh?"

"You screamed loud enough. Mom," he replied. "I'm surprised everyone in the building wasn't here watching."

"God, did I come!"

"Me, too." He grinned and sucked at her tongue when she pushed it into his mouth.

The couple was back by the pool, with the girl sitting between the man's thighs, leaning buck against him, her tit still exposed. The man was caressing her creamy tit-flesh. The girl rested her head on his chest, eyes closed with an expression of pleasure, enjoying his fondling of her body.

"I wonder if her cunt is wet," Johnny said.

"I wonder if his cock is hard!" Jennifer giggled.

"If they're not, then something must be wrong with them!" Johnny laughed. "If I had seen someone fucking, taking it up the ass, my cock would be so hard, it would hurt."

"Mmmmmm!" She purred, cupping his crotch.

"And my cunt would be dripping all the way to my toes."

"I bet we can find out," Johnny said, holding his mother's ass.

"You mean take a peek?"

"You can ask them," he suggested.

Jennifer giggled again. "That would be embarrassing, asking a guy if he had a hard-on."

"Embarrassing to who, you or him, Mom?"

"Well… both, maybe."

She was looking out at the man and woman while Johnny fondled her ass. The girl had opened her legs, and the tight crotch of her bikini was fully revealed.

She took Johnny's hand and walked from the laundry room.

They moved to the couple, and stopped, looking down, holding hands tightly. Jennifer stood with her feet apart, and the man and girl gazed deliberately at her crotch, seeing the glistening wetness on her thigh.

"Do you have a hard-on?" Jennifer asked, her voice soft, but bold.

The girl giggled and squirmed her shoulders. "He sure does, and it's pushing on my back!"

The man nodded, his eyes burning into Jennifer's crotch. He slipped his fingers down the girl's stomach to her bikini, then cupped her cunt through it.

"Is your cunt wet?" Jennifer whispered.

"Wet? My cunt is soaked!" the girl mewled throatily.

Johnny smiled. "Show me."

The girl giggled.

The man hooked a finger into the tightness of her bikini, and with some difficulty, drew it to one side, exposing the girl's pussy. Johnny stared at her puffy pink lips, the golden hair around it. He could see her cunt was very wet.

The girl shifted to one side, and her hand slipped inside the man's trunks, and she pulled out his cock, which was hard and throbbing. She closed her fingers around it and boldly jacked up and down while Jennifer and her son stared.

The man glanced around, then placed his hand on the back of the girl's head, pushing her face downward. The girl's eyes glanced at Jennifer and Johnny, then her lashes lowered as her lips brushed the head of the man's swollen cock.

"Suck me, baby!" the man said hoarsely. "Not out here!" the girl protested, starting to lift up.

"I said suck my cock!" the man demanded, harshly, then rammed the girl's face down.

Her mouth filled with his cock, and this time she didn't try to resist.

Jennifer saw something her son didn't. The girl wanted to be forced, to be humiliated, and in public this way.

"Let's go, Johnny," Jennifer said, turning and pulling him with her.

"I wanted to see her suck him off, Mom," Johnny said as they entered the apartment.

"He was making her do it," Jennifer answered.

"But she wanted to, Mom."

"That's how she gets off, honey," Jennifer said. "Being forced gets her off in a way she loves. But you'll never have to force me. I'll do what you want because I get as much out of it as you do."

As the days passed, Jennifer found that fucking her son was not as exciting when they were in the house alone, even if the windows were wide open. What they needed, she thought, was a bottom-floor apartment so anyone passing could look in, see her with her son's cock stuffed in her cunt or mouth, or up her ass.

While they searched the newspapers for a new apartment, Jennifer came across an ad about a carnival in operation near the huge shopping mall. As she looked at the ad, a gleam came into her eye.

"Honey, how would you like to go to this carnival?"

"I don't care for things like that," he said. "You're a strange boy," she replied. "You don't seem to care much for what other boy's your age like. Football, baseball, none of these at all. The only thing you seem interested in is staying home and fucking me."

"Anything wrong with that, Mom?"

"Hey, it's wonderful!" She laughed, hugging him against her tits. "I was only teasing. But how about this carnival? Why don't we go?"

"Okay," he agreed. "When?"

"Why not this afternoon?"

They agreed to go after lunch, and Jennifer bathed while her son had a sandwich and milk. She was much too excited to eat. A carnival would be perfect to expose herself, she was thinking. The rides, with her dress up, the throngs of people seeing her.

She considered shorts, but that wouldn't let her show her pussy very well. She selected a full, linen skirt and a sheer blouse. It wasn't what a woman would wear to a carnival if she intended to participate in the wild rides. She decided not to wear panties or bra, wanting to show her hairy cunt nakedly. The full skirt swirled about her thighs and hips when she twirled, her ass and cunt flashing. She giggled, and picked out a pair of old, ragged cut-off jeans for her son.

Johnny put them on, knowing why his mother had chosen them.

They arrived at the carnival about one in the afternoon, and already it was crowded. They walked about, looking at everything. Johnny picked up on the excitement of the noise, the music, the colored lights.

They were standing in front of a large tent, listening to a man try and talk people into entering, to see the greatest wonders of the world.

The small crowd laughed and a few paid their money to see what was inside the tent, but most didn't. Johnny held his mother's hand, and then gasped, looking up at her. A hand was on his cock, but it wasn't his mother's!

He turned and saw a well-dressed woman in her thirties, wearing designer jeans and a loose sweater, looking expensive from head to toe, with gold earrings and a pearl necklace. The woman wasn't looking at him, but at the man still talking. She squeezed his cock hard, then turned it loose.

"Mom," Johnny whispered to his mother.

"That lady just felt my cock!"

Jennifer looked around, but the woman had moved away. She grinned. "That can happen in a crowd, baby. Just enjoy it."

They walked on and stood before a tall Ferris wheel, watching it go round and round. When it stopped to take on riders, Jennifer urged her son onto it with her. The man placed the safety bar across them, and the ride started. They stopped at the top, the little car swinging gently.