Kathy Andrews - Watch them suck, mom!

"Tony…" Janice said, her voice a plea as she tried to avoid looking, at her son. "Please…"

Her son stood and stared at her, unashamed. Janice pulled her robe about her body, belting it tightly. Her tits still pushed outward, the creamy valley showing, one thigh exposed halfway to her cunt. With a quick flick of her hand, she covered herself.

"Watching that whore over there getting to you, Mom?" Tony asked, a smile on his face.

"Tony… please go away," she whispered, unable to put force into her words. Her cunt was still tingling as if she were about to come again. Her eyes caught sight of his cock once more, and this time lingered there long enough to see it outlined along the left side of his pants. The tip of her tongue moved over her lips. "Why are you home? How long have you been there? Did you see…"

"One question at a time, Mom," Tony said, grinning at her, not at all concerned that his cock was thrusting at his pants. "School was out early. I've been here watching for a while, and yes, I saw that whore doing that to the guy, and I saw what you were doing, too, Mom."

"You didn't," she said softly. "Please, Tony, you didn't see anything."

"Yes, I saw, Mom," her son said, his eyes moving over her body in a way she had not noticed before.

"Go, please!" she begged. She couldn't understand why her cunt was still burning, still throbbing. "I have to take a bath."

But Tony didn't leave. He stood there, looking at her, now and then glancing at the window across the way. The woman and man were embracing, both naked. "I think they're gonna do some more, Mom."

Janice glanced out the window.

When she turned back to her son, Tony had taken his cock out, and she gasped, her eyes wide. It was long, thick, with a big head on it, juices glistening on his piss-hole. He had his fist around it, and was slowly stroking it.

"Tony!"

"I wanna get some, too, Mom," he said, starting toward her.

Janice put her hands up as if to push him away, her eyes on his cock as he came closer. "No, Tony!" she moaned. "Please, I'm your mother. You mustn't… no, I don't. No… Tony, no!"

Her son yanked at her robe, pulling it apart so that her straining tits were exposed. Her nipples were very hard, peaked upward. Janice drew in a deep breath, causing her tits to lift high. She found her arms paralyzed, unable to cover her tits. When he reached for the belt, Janice was unable to stop him. She lowered her face, embarrassed by what was happening, yet gazing at her son's cock with intense hunger.

Tony pulled at her belt, then opened her robe. He stared at his mother's body, at the tightness of her bikini panties and the way the front of them bulged out with the thick mat of her pussy hair. Janice began to tremble as he looked at her, frozen, hardly able to breathe. When Tony closed his hands over her tits, she began to pant. Balling her fists, she felt her palms itch to grab his cock, to feel it, squeeze it, stroke it.

When her son turned her, backing her toward the bed, she found herself weaker yet. She knew what her son was going to do, but couldn't stop him. Her knees touched the bed, and she fell backward onto it. She covered her eyes with one arm, but peeked from under it at his cock. She saw him lean down, felt his hands on her knees, spreading them. She wanted to cry out to stop him, but had no voice. She couldn't keep her legs together, and Tony spread them easily. He gazed at the crotch of her panties for a long moment, then pushed a finger into her panties, stretching the band away from her cunt. She held her breath as her son pushed his cock claw to her pussy, then gasped loudly when she felt the head of his cock touch the slit of her cunt.

Tony eased his cock into his mother's cunt. Feeling her pussy stretch about her son's cock, Janice struggled for control. She felt the heat on her face, but it was the heat of desire as well as embarrassment flow. Her son's cock slid slowly into her cunt, filling her, making her feel full for the first time in years. The deeper his cock went, the more she wanted it.

She heard her son moan, felt him shaking as his cock was held tightly by her cunt. Janice could not prevent the lips of her cunt from squeezing and closing tightly around the shaft of his cock, nor could she prevent the slow undulation of her ass.

"Ahhhh, Mom!" Tony moaned in pleasure. "Oh, Mom!"

His hands grasped her thighs, lifting them along his sides, and then he began to pound into her cunt, fucking her.

Janice cried out, the sound indicating her ecstasy and not shame.

Each lunge of his cock caused her naked tits to jiggle, and Tony watched them hotly as he rammed his cock back and forth, banging into his mother's cunt almost frantically. He grunted and panted, straining into her pussy. Janice could feel the friction of her son's cock along the walls of her cunt, feel her clit being smashed with each forward thrust, feel his heavy, hot balls bang upon her ass. Tony held her legs at his sides, hunching back and forth faster and faster.

Janice began to sob, but it was the sound of passion. She struggled to be still, but her ass started moving, arching up to meet the wild stabbing of her son's cock. She felt her cunt gripping at his cock as he pulled back, spreading to take it deep as he pushed forward. The muscles of her cunt reacted without any control from Janice.

"Tony…" she whimpered, thrusting her ass up onto his cock as he pounded at her cunt. "Tony, this is…"

"Mom, it's great!" he gasped.

"It's…" She wanted to say wrong, but it wasn't wrong. This much pleasure could not be wrong. "It's… oh, Tony!"

Janice lost control.

Her ass whipped up and down fucking on his cock hard and fast. She flung her hands over her jiggling tits, squeezing them, her head flying from one side to the other, panting and sobbing out the intensity of her ecstasy.

She felt her son speed up, felt his cock throb and increase in size. Her cunt was on fire, gripping his cock, her clit swollen and about to explode.

"Tony, don't came in me!" she shrieked.

But it was too late.

Her son grunted, and Janice felt the hot gush of his come juice spurt into her cunt.

"Oh, Tony!" she cried out, flinging her cunt onto his spurting cock, the convulsions of her orgasm rocking her ass wildly.

Janice was very ashamed.

She avoided her son for the rest of the day, letting him prepare whatever he could find to eat. She stayed in her room, bathing for an hour, then sprawling on her bed. She was more embarrassed than ashamed, she realized later. Embarrassed that her son had caught her watching the woman and man next door, embarrassed because he had seen what she was doing, embarrassed because he had taken her photo from behind, with her fingers stuffed into her cunt, embarrassed because he had fucked her and she had been unable to prevent it.

Her embarrassment was greater because she admitted how good it had been. She wanted more, but there was no way she could let her son know. If he knew that, there was no telling what he would do with her.

When it was dark, she finally dressed, paying no attention to the shortness of the summer dress. All her dresses and skirts were short anyway, but she had never thought they would cause anything like incest. But then, she wasn't wearing a dress when that happened, only her panties. She pulled on a fresh pair of bikini panties, slipped her feet into open, leather sandals, and forced herself to leave the room.

She stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at her son in the living room. She felt herself blushing, and she had to force herself onward.

When she was halfway down the stairs, Tony looked up.

His eyes took on a shine and he grinned.

A soft gasp came from Janice when she realized that her son could see up the front of her short dress. She almost pushed her hand between her legs to conceal herself, but she forced herself to continue down the stairs. By the time she reached the bottom of the stairs, her face was red.