Kathy Andrews: Coming mother

Shellie, feeling wanton, caressed her cunt with both hands, parting the soft hair to reveal the pink, wet lips, and her long clit bulging outward. She pulled up on the lips of her cunt, and her clit knotted. Arching her hips forward, she twisted them in a teasing circle. Her feet were spread at his elbows and she slowly squatted, her own knees held wide. Her hairy cunt was very close to her son's face, and Jay swallowed. He could actually feel the wet heat of his mother's cunt now.

Looking down at him, Shellie opened her cunt, using her fingers, her own eyes blazing with erotic fire.

With a soft moan, she pissed.

The golden stream spewed from her cunt, coming out strong. It struck her son on the top of his head, then arched over his head to the river. Jay gave a yelp of surprise and ducked down, his eyes turned up, watching his mother piss. Shellie laughed.

"Almost got you," she gurgled, holding her cunt wide open as she pissed into the river.

Jay stared with fascination at his mother's cunt, watching the golden piss gush. He was below her crotch, and the stream spurted past his head. His cock throbbed up tightly, almost touching his stomach. Shellie's eyes glowed dreamily with perverse delight, pissing hard as she held her cunt wide open.

Jay stared, seeing not only his mother's cunt, but her tight-looking asshole as well. Clinging to the deck with one hand, Jay dropped his right under the water, gripping his raging hard-on, pumping it, staring up at his mother's squatting body. Her cunt and asshole were about a foot above him, and every luscious detail was clearly revealed to him.

"Mmmmm, watching me pissing is enough to make you grab your hard cock, huh?" Shellie teased, knowing what her son was doing.

Jay nodded. "I see everything, Mom. I see all of you."

"Ooooh, what do you see, darling?" she encouraged, the stream slowing now. "Tell me what you see."

"Your cunt," Jay answered. "I see your cunt and asshole and… Mom, you're beautiful!"

Shellie shivered with pleasure. "Does it get you hard, seeing me piss this way?"

"Very hard, Mom!" Jay gasped.

Shellie dressed in her skimpiest bikini, one that hugged her round ass very tightly. The lower halves of her creamy ass were exposed, and her cunt made an exciting bulge in the front. The top just cupped her firm tits, her nipples threatening to climb over the top. Jay wore a pair of old jeans he had hacked the legs from.

After a very late breakfast, they untied the houseboat and navigated down the river. They cruised slowly, in no hurry, with no destination in mind. They passed many people, some on houseboats like theirs, some in small row boats, and many fisherman.

Every male they passed had to look at Shellie, and she reveled in their hungry stares. Jay did most of the steering as his mother stood or sat on the front deck. He watched her, knowing she was enjoying the attention of those they passed. He was seeing his mother in a different light now. Maybe it was because they were fucking, but he saw his mother as a desirable woman more than as an extraordinarily beautiful young mother. He noticed she would find some excuse to bend over when they passed a fishing boat, her ass showing. Since he was inside the small cabin where the wheel was, he was not seen. Jay knew she was enjoying herself and the comments made about her body.

Until they passed two men in an outboard boat.

"Hot shit!" one of them called. "Hey, sugar, show me where it comes from and I'll drink a gallon of your piss!"

"Don't pay any attention to him, beautiful!" his companion laughed. "You can shit in my face any day!"

Jay noticed his mother flushed with such comments. They didn't excite her at all, he realized.

At mid-afternoon, they tied up at the bank, securing the lines to some overhanging trees. Shellie prepared a light lunch, and they sat on top of the cabin and ate. The sun deck was fenced, about a foot and a half high. If they were lying down on the sun deck, they would be out of sight of any one passing.

"I hope you don't become as crude as those assholes were," Shellie said to her son. "Girls don't like those things."

"I know, Mom," Jay replied. "But you sure enjoyed the attention."

"The attention, yes," she confessed. "I'm a woman, and women love to be admired. I just can't stand men like those two. How they think such rude comments will help them pick up a woman, I'll never know. Shit in his face, indeed!"

Jay laughed. "You almost pissed in my face."

"There's a big difference, honey. I enjoy a little perverse play, but there is a line, after all," she said.

"I don't think I'd enjoy getting a face full of shit," Jay replied.

"What about a face full of piss?" she teased.

Jay looked directly at his mother. "Hot piss?"

"That's the only kind," she answered, her voice throaty.

"Well… I'd have to think about that," Jay said.

She looked at her son closely. "That man didn't mean he would actually drink my piss, you know."

"He didn't?"

"He was talking about licking my cunt."

Jay's eyes widened as he looked at his mother. "Licking your cunt?"

"Eating me," she grinned at him. "You know, sticking his tongue up my cunt and sucking and licking it, making me come with his tongue."

"That's crazy, Mom," Jay said, but his young body shivered.

"Oh, is it?" she asked, arching her eyebrows. "Why is it crazy?"

"Who would use their tongue when they have a hard-on?" Jay countered. "What good would it do him to suck your cunt when his cock was hard?"

"Oh, you'd be surprised, baby," she cooed, untying her top and letting her flawless tits out to the sun. "Especially if he had an eager woman who would… take his cock in her mouth, too."

Jay's eyes widened as he watched his mother untie the strings of her bikini and slip out of them. She sat on the chair naked, caressing her tits and twisting lightly on her nipples.

"Do you do that, Mom?" he asked, his voice husky.

"It depends," she whispered, sliding a hand between her thighs and caressing her cunt.

"On what?"

"You're interested, aren't you, baby?" she grinned at her son, her expression lewd.

"You might piss," he said, watching her part her thighs and scoot her ass to the edge of the chair.

"I might," she teased. "Are you thinking about sucking Mother's cunt?"

Jay nodded. "But I don't wanna get a face full of piss," he said.

"Are you sure about that?" Shellie murmured, rubbing two fingers along her long, distended clit.

Jay's cock swelled inside his cut-offs, the head of his cock slipping into view. Shellie gazed at it, licking her lips, sliding a finger into her cunt. She worked it in and out, while Jay watched. Shellie stared at the head of her son's cock. His comment about pushing his face into her cunt thrilled her. It had been a long time since she felt a tongue up her pussy, and she loved to be licked. Perhaps that was because of her extra-long clit too. She didn't know, but she loved to have her cunt sucked. Her orgasms were powerful when she had a tongue inside her pussy, or lapping at her clit, or lips sucking on it.

Jay didn't know what to say to his mother's question. He found himself wanting to feel her soft, wet cunt against his mouth, but he wasn't sure at all if he wanted her to piss in his face. She teased him a lot, and maybe she was teasing him now, but then again, maybe she wasn't.

"Mom, you said it depends on something whether you take a cock in your mouth," he said. "What does it depend on?"

"Mmmm, you are interested!" she gurgled, twisting her clit gently. "It depends on what my man does for me," she said. "I'm not bashful, Jay. If a man does certain things to me, so that I enjoy it, I return everything he does." She slipped her finger into her cunt, seeing her son's excitement. "If my man licked my pussy, you can be sure I'd suck his cock."