Kathy Andrews - Making Mom Suck

Suddenly Johnny jerked his ass away from her face, turning toward her. Judy was on her knees before her son, her eyes fogged with the intensity of her lust. When he turned, her hand was jacking his prick frantically, watching his balls bang back and forth. Johnny arched his hips toward his mother's face, the piss hole of his cock bubbling wetly. She lifted her other hand and grabbed his balls tightly, her lips parted as she panted with eagerness. Johnny was much too excited to say anything at this moment, but she knew what was going to happen. She would not take his cock into her mouth until he told her to. She was his fuck-slave and she had to wait until he told her what to do.

But Johnny didn't tell her to do anything.

He stood on shaking legs, leaning against the counter, looking down into his mother's passion-twisted face as she beat rapidly and delightfully on his hard cock.

"In your fucking face!" Johnny shouted.

"Ooooo, yes!"

"I'm gonna come in your fucking face, Mother!"

"God, yes!"

His cock throbbed in her pounding fist, her lips parted and her eyes glassy with wanton pleasure.

Thick white come juice flew from the flare of his piss hole. It splashed below her right eye, searing her hot flesh. Judy's cunt contracted as an insane orgasm burst within it. She squealed as the second squirt of creamy come juice splashed on the tip of her nose. The thick, sweet come juice erupted from her son's cock like a spouting geyser. Come juice spattered her forehead, her cheeks, her nose and chin. Some of it clung to her eyebrow and one sweet glob had landed between her parted lips.

She beat his prick with a frenzy as he came, taking the full discharge into her beautiful face hungrily, lustfully.

"Lick the head of my cock," Johnny whispered in a tight voice after he finished coming off. "Lick the head of my prick, Mother."

Judy ran her tongue about his come-wet cock, tasting it, lapping it eagerly. She pressed the tip of her tongue against his piss hole, moving her fist on the shaft. She brought up one last bubble of come juice and moaned as she swallowed it.

"Wipe your face, Mother," he said. "Use your hands and wipe your face."

Judy sat on her heels before her son, smearing his come juice about her face.

"Now lick your hands."

With a cry of pleasure, Judy licked swiftly about her come-juicewet palms, cleaning them.

Johnny held his mother's wet cheeks with his hands, shoving his cock and balls against her face and twisting them about, mewling with pleasure as his mother kissed them. She caressed the cheeks of his ass while he stood and rubbed his cock and balls all over her face, feeling as if she would never stop coming.

Later, she bathed in a tub filled with scented oils, wanting to be fresh and clean for her son. She was at his beck and call now, and she wondered if she would ever be happier.

The sun was sinking, and here in the desert, night came swiftly and darkly.

She dried herself, put on a gauzy robe, then went to the living room where her son sat, the remains of a TV dinner on a tray before him. She had not been hungry. Her excitement about this day was too good to lose by eating.

She sat next to him, caressing his thigh and leaning her face against his shoulder.

"I love you, darling," she murmured.

Johnny wrapped an arm about her shoulders, cupping one firm tit through the gown. "I think we're gonna have a real ball, Mom."

"I love to ball," she giggled.

"If you're told," he said.

"I love to ball only when I'm told," she emphasized, caressing his naked thigh. "I hope you plan to move into my bedroom with me now, Johnny. I'd rather sleep with you from now on. I hate being alone in bed."

"Tomorrow," he said, squeezing her tit. "I'll move everything I have in there tomorrow."

Judy sighed happily and snuggled close to him, cupping his cock and balls tenderly.

Both slept late.

It was midday and getting hot when they finally got up. Judy ate a very light brunch with her son. She had gotten out of bed excited, feeling that vague sense of something impending, something that she could not define. It was an exciting feeling, one that she enjoyed.

Wearing shorts and a man's shirt that was tight between her tits, her hair brushed, face scrubbed free of make-up, Judy looked only a few years older than her son. Her youthful appearance would easily enable her to blend in with any teenaged crowd. Johnny, as usual, was wearing cut-offs and nothing else.

While Johnny was making up their bed – something that pleased her – she walked outside. As far as she could see, there was desert, a sage-brush-dotted desert that led to distant, naked mountains. The green lawn and huge old trees, the vegetation on her land, were the only cool places around for miles. She walked to the grape arbor and sat on the circular bench, enjoying the day.

An hour later her son joined her.

"I moved everything into our bedroom, Mother," he said, sitting beside her.

"Everything?"

"Everything I have. My old room is empty."

She stroked his shoulder, feeling so happy. "You're my man, Johnny," she murmured softly.

He untied her man's shirt. Judy glanced about, toward the road. He noticed. "Expecting someone, Mother?"

"No, of course not."

"You sure looked around quick."

"I've never been naked outside before," she said. "It makes me feel a little strange."

"There's no one around to see but me," he reminded her.

Judy smiled at him as he drew the shirt from her arms. Her tits arched out, the rubbery nipples pointing upwards, stiff already. She sat naked from the waist up, feeling better, enjoying the exposure outside. She glanced at the front of his cut-offs and was rewarded to see his cock bulging there. She wanted to slide her hand up his thigh, shove her fingers under the frayed legs and tickle his balls and touch his cock.

Johnny leaned back, looking at his mother's tits. The fact that his cock was bulging up bothered him not at all. He was proud of his ability to achieve a hard-on swiftly, and so was his mother.

With her tits revealed there in the grape arbor, Judy felt her cunt twitching and swelling in the tight confines of her shorts. It was a good feeling between her thighs, and she writhed her ass on the bench, letting her son know what she was feeling.

"I bet it would be exciting to be totally naked out here, Mother," he said, rubbing the hardness of his cock boldly, spreading his legs out. "Nice and naked and fucking like crazy."

"Whatever you want, darling," she whispered, watching his cock throb through his cut-offs. "Just tell me what you want, that's all it takes."

"I'd like seeing you naked out here," Johnny said. "Why don't you take your shorts off, Mother?"

Judy did not question him. She stood and unzipped her shorts. They were very tight and she had to practically peel them down her hips. She wiggled her hips as she rolled the shorts downward, shoved them past her knees, then placed them on the bench next to him. She stood for a moment so he could look upon her naked beauty, then she sat down next to him again.

Johnny moved his hand up and down her creamy thigh. Judy responded by spreading her legs for him. She looked down her body as he rubbed his hand up and down her hair-lined cunt, pressing lightly upon the puffy pussy. A shiver rippled along her smooth, naked flesh. Her clitoris, already inflamed, knotted as if she were on the brink of orgasm.

Johnny began to whirl his hand.

"Ooooo!"

He whirled his fingers faster and faster on her cunt, and Judy arched her crotch up, groaning with pleasure, twisting her hips to his circling fingers, the pressure of them. The orgasm, when it came, was strong, as were most of them. Judy bit into her bottom lip as her son's whipping fingers flew against her convulsing pussy.