Kathy Andrews - Watch them suck, mom!

She walked stiffly to the couch across from him. She turned on the lamp and sat down, tucking one leg underneath her. She looked at her son, fighting back her embarrassment. Tony dropped the textbook he had been studying and looked openly at her. Her long legs showed, and that was where his eyes were riveted.

"Tony, don't look at me that way," she said softly.

"You're beautiful, Mom," he said. "I like to look at you."

"Your father…"

"Was an asshole," Tony said. "Tony!" Janice gasped. "Well, he was," Tony insisted. "He was the biggest asshole I've ever known."

"I thought you…"

"Liked him? No way, Mom," Tony said. "He was mean to you. I know all about it."

"But you were so young."

"I still remember a lot of it, Mom," he said. "I'm glad you threw his ass out. I would have when I got older, you know."

"Let's don't talk about that," she said.

"Okay, wanna talk about that whore next door?"

Janice gazed steadily at her son, some of the heat leaving her cheeks. "Am I one, too?"

"A whore? No way, Mom!"

"I'm like her. After what I let you… upstairs… and doing… I'm no different, Tony."

"Mom, you don't bring strange men in here," he said. "And even if you did, you're a single woman, not married like her. There's a difference, you know."

"Then you don't think I'm a… a…" she stuttered.

"No, I don't," he replied.

"Tony, I know you don't understand, but upstairs… well, something happened to me, and I just… I couldn't help it."

Tony grinned at her. "I understand more than you think. Mom. I walk around with a hard-on most of the time and…"

"Don't say that!" she gasped. "What's wrong with saying I have a hard-on, Mom? I do, almost all the time. I can't stand it, and I jerk off so much, it's a wonder I have strength for school. Yes, I understand better than you think, Mom."

"Tony, please don't use such language." Tony stood up, arching his hips forward. His cock pulsed in his pants. "See what I mean, Mom? I've got a hard-on right now just from watching you come down the stairs. I guess you don't know I can see way up your dresses on those stairs, but I can. I look all the time."

He staffed toward her.

"Tony, stay away from me."

He ignored her and stood a foot or so away, his cock pushing out, outlined fully. Janice stared at it. She licked her lips and a soft moan came from her as burning sensations rippled through her cunt.

"Mom, we've already done it, so what's wrong with doing it again?" he asked.

"I'm your mother," she said weakly, still staring at his cock.

"And I love you," be said, "but I still have a hard-on looking at you and I want some more pussy, Mom."

Heat filled Janice, and she didn't resist when her son pulled her leg from under her body, then pushed her knees open. His hands on her, knees burned hotly, and when he leaned down and began pushing his hands up her thighs, Janice let out a soft whimper, beginning to shiver. His hands on her satiny thighs excited her, and she almost flung her legs wide open for him.

Tony's fingers moved under her dress.

His cock throbbed. A tremor went through her, then she moaned. Her right hand lifted and slipped between her son's thighs, cupping his balls.

"We shouldn't do this," she said in a whispery voice, squeezing his balls gently.

"We both want to," he said, pushing one hand between her legs and cupping her pantied cunt. "We both need it, Mom."

Janice knew the truth of that, but couldn't bring herself to admit it to her son. His balls felt so good in her hand, so hot and full. She manipulated them inside his pants, moaning softly while he pressed harder at her cunt, his fingers moving slightly, brushing and rubbing.

"So warm, Mom," he said in a low voice. "You feel so warm here."

"Tony… darling…" Janice held his balls tight, her eyes slitted and burning with desire. She spread her knees apart, pushing her ass forward on the couch, eagerly giving him access to her cunt. She looked into his eyes and saw his need. "Tony… baby. Oh, God!"

Her hand moved off his balls, her palm running along the throbbing hardness of his cock. She tried to close her fingers around it, but his pants were too tight. She pressed on his prick, bringing a delighted moan from her son.

Her cunt pulsated wetly, soaking into the crotch of her tight panties, smearing his palm. She gasped when his fingers slid along the slit of her pussy, touching the knot of her clit. Her ass bunched as she returned the pressure by shoving against his hand.

Tony, now rubbing his fingers along the wet crotch of her panties, brought the other hand to her tit. Janice licked her lips, finding them dry. She began to tremble as one of his fingers slipped into the band of her panties. She pressed hard on his cock as she felt her son move his fingers against her vibrating clit, then gasped again as the tip of his finger penetrated her cunt.

"Let's do it, Mom," he urged, drawing his hand out of her panties, standing up and working at his pants. "Let's do it."

Janice remained sitting on the very edge of the couch, her knees wide apart, panties exposed, feeling like some mindless wanton. She found herself anticipating his cock coming into view. She placed her hands on her knees, back straight, tits pushing outward as she watched him.

Tony gazed down at his mother's cunt mound and he opened his belt, pulled at the zipper, and pushed his pants downward, stopping just at his knees. His cock stood straight outward, the head swollen smooth, juices beading the small opening of his piss-hole. His balls, young and fiery, hung low. The hair at the base of his cock was wiry, not yet as thick as a man's.

But his cock…

Janice stared hungrily at his prick, it was not all that long, nor that thick, but it was beautiful… and so hard. His cock throbbed, jerking up and down, ready for her.

"Tony… oh, baby!"

She clutched her son's cock eagerly, her fingers tight about the hard prick. Her other hand cupped his balls, and she stroked him, soft little panting sounds coming from her. Her cunt was reacting with a gripping sensation. She pulled forward on his cock and watched his pisshole widen, more pre-come bubbling from it. She licked her lips again, the thought of swallowing his cock becoming powerful in her wind, almost irresistible. Fighting against gobbling his cock, she pumped back and forth, making soft hissing sounds while her other hand rolled and twisted his fiery balls. Her cunt seemed to open, to expand to take in her son's cock.

Tony stood upright and watched his mother's hands on his cock and balls. He trembled slightly, the heat of his mother's fist on his cock, her palm holding his balls, feeling better than at any time in his life.

"Oh, that feels good, Mom," he moaned and reached for his mother's tits.

A sigh came from Janice when he cupped her tits, and her nipples felt as if they were about to explode from the top of her dress. She was not wearing a bra. As her son fondled her tits, she stroked a little faster on his cock, squeezing his wonderful prick.

"Take them out," she urged. "Take them out, Tony."

Feverishly, Tony opened the top of his mother's dress and sucked in a hiss of air as he gazed at the beauty of her tits again. He thumbed her nipples while squeezing the firm flesh. Janice jerked his cock, breathing with increasing excitement, shoulders back to shove her tits to his hands. Her cunt was rippling inside her panties, the slippery juices making it wet.

"Mom, let's do it!" Tony gasped. "Come on, Mom, let's do it again!"

"Baby… oh, baby!" she whimpered, drawing away from him, leaning back with her tits exposed, lees wide apart, skirt above her blue panties. "Take my panties off! Hurry, Tony, take my panties off!"

Hurrying, almost tearing his mother's panties Tony stripped them away.