Kathy Andrews - Watch them suck, mom!

Janice lifted her feet for him, and when he dropped her panties on the floor, he stared between her legs. The thick, soft hair of her cunt parted, showing the pink wetness of her slit, the tip of her clit protruding in hardness.

Tony licked his lips, his eyes glassy. He stared for a long time, and Janice lay back, slumped and vulnerable, letting her son take his time looking at her. Her cunt burned with a heat that amazed her, her need getting stronger and stronger. Without taking his eyes off his mother's succulent pussy, Tony pushed his pants off.

Janice, sobbing softly with heat, slowly lay back on the couch. She felt only a slight embarrassment, lying there with her tits showing, her dress around her narrow waist. Her belly button was a deep dimple, a very thin line of dark hair stretching to it from the thick mat of soft cunt curls. Her cunt pulsated, the pink lips flexing as her clit throbbed with readiness. She lifted her arms to her son.

"Now, Tony. Oh, baby, do it now!"

With a groan, Tony climbed onto the couch between her open legs, his cock dripping a bead of pre-cum on one thigh. Janice stared at his cock as he lowered it. Her body jumped when the swollen head brushed against her her clit as he pushed it downward.

Tony looked at the head of his cock just touching the slit of his mother's cunt. He held his cock at the base, his body trembling. Janice was holding her breath, anticipating the thrust of his cock into her cunt.

"Tony…" she hissed, her hands on his hips. "Oh, Tony!"

"Mom…"

He eased the head of his cock forward.

Janice caught her breath, feeling his prick slip past her cunt lips. She felt them stretch, and a hot tingle flooded her. She lifted her hips as her son slipped his cock tantalizingly into her pussy. She felt the swollen head fill her cunt, felt his cock throb against the lips of her pussy as he slowly pushed deeper.

She couldn't stand it, he was going too slow. "Tony!" she cried out, and thrust her hips upward swiftly.

Her cunt slipped onto her son's cock to the base.

Tony gasped, his eyes rolling.

Janice, gripping his hips tightly, whimpered with the ecstasy of feeling her son's cock deep inside her cunt. Her pussy pulled and squeezed his cock, his balls resting on the steamy crack of her shapely ass. She looked up into his eyes, her lips parted. She felt full of cock, amazed at how deep it felt. She writhed her hips excitedly.

"Do it! Do it to me, Tony!"

Tony leaned over, his hands holding her tits tightly, and began to thrust in and out, fucking his mother.

"Ahhhh… ooohhh, yes, Tony!" Janice sobbed, rocking her ass with him, lunging up to meet the plunge, then arching as he lifted, but always keeping the smooth head inside her pussy. Her clit rubbed and scraped along the fiery shaft, taking her breath away. "Do it, baby! Oh, my God, do it to Mother!"

Soft, wet sounds came from between her legs as her son stabbed. She felt the juices of her cunt sliding down into the crack of her ass, over her puckering asshole. She couldn't remember being so wet in her entire life. Her cunt was literally drenching his balls and cock. Her ass humped, thrashing up and down, beating the cushions of the couch. Her hands clung to his hips, jerking him downward as she tried to get his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt. She gasped and cried out with the growing ecstasy. His hands on her tits squeezed and pulled, and his hips slapped back and forth between her thighs.

With a cry of rapture, her hands slipped up to his sides to his shoulders, and she pulled him down. Tilting her head, she smashed her lips against his, kissing him frantically. She darted her hands down his back, clawing at the bunching cheeks of his ass, urging him to raw fast and hard. When she thrust her tongue into her son's mouth, Tony groaned and shoved his hands down to her grinding ass and grabbed an ass-cheek in each palm, lifting her cunt high. Janice licked at her son's mouth, sucking on his tongue. She humped her ass violently, squirming and jerking to his pounding thrusts.

"Ohhh, so good, Tony!" she cried. "Ahhh, baby, give it to me! Give it to Mother! Give it all to me… deep and hard, Tony!"

Tony, squeezing her churning ass, grunted in his efforts. He lifted his head and stared down at her grimacing face. She looked even more beautiful to him, caught up in the throes of wild, mindless passion. Her mouth looked swollen, her eyes glazed with erotic ecstasy.

"Mom, it's great! You're so wet and hot!"

"Yes, baby!" she whimpered. "I'm hot and wet… and you're so hard! I want it. Tony! Oh, God, I want it so much!"

"You're getting it, Mom! I'm giving it to you!"

Images of the woman next door flashed through Janice's mind. She saw the woman on her knees, sucking hungrily at the unknown man's cock, her arms wrapped about his naked hips, holding his ass. She saw the thick come juice dribble from the woman's lips. With a cry, she rammed her cunt up onto her son's cock brutally, grinding hard, circling her ass even as she lunged her hips up and down.

The hot tingling grew, her cunt melting with the extreme ecstasy.

"Tony… baby!" she moaned, twisting her head as she felt an orgasm swelling deep inside her cunt. "Ohhh, my God, Tony, you're about to make me… ooooh, yes, baby!"

Flinging her ass about frantically, Janice bit at her bottom lip, feeling the scream starting. She clawed at her son's bouncing ass, her finger digging into the crack to urge him on. Her clit was about to burst. Tony was holding her ass tightly, his face buried in her soft, hot tits, panting against her flesh.

She could feel her juices on her naked ass, soaking into the cushions of the couch, and she didn't care.

She stroked his shaking body until he became calm, and then held him tenderly, letting him recover. His cock shrank and began to slip from her cunt. With a squeal, she tried to hold it inside, but his prick came free, drooping along the crack of her ass.

She kissed at his cheek tenderly, caressing his back. The tip of her tongue tasted the sweat on his neck.

"Oh, my God!" she said suddenly. Tony lifted. "What's wrong?" Janice's face was red, her face turning to one side as she covered her eyes with one arm.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"I… what I said," she said softly, shyly. "I said… Tony, you must be ashamed of me."

"Why, Mom?"

"Because of what I said… those wicked words."

"You mean fuck, Mom?"

She nodded, her face on fire with embarrassment. "I don't say those words."

Tony stood, laughing softly. His laughter increased her embarrassment. "Well, I did fuck you, Mom," he said.

She kept her face averted as if this would conceal her from him, but she lay sprawled, wantonly, cunt and tits displayed. She heard him pick up his clothing, and when she peeked, he was gone.

Tony did not approach her for a few days. He was there, but neither of them mentioned what they had done. He didn't seem shy or ashamed, but almost indifferent. It was the trait she had seen in men that she had dated who, once they had what they wanted from her, ignored her.

Tony acted no differently toward her than before. He showed her as much affection as always, but never in an intimate manner. Despite herself, Janice worried about that. Was Tony like other men, satisfied now that he had gotten what he wanted from her?

She noticed that he looked up at her every time she was on the stairs, seeing under her short skirts, but would always look away when she was at the bottom. He didn't seem embarrassed, his face never flushing, but he didn't show any sexual interest in her anymore. Ironically, as her son showed this indifference toward her, Janice found herself wanting her son again and again, his cock pounding away at her steamy cunt, fucking her over and over until she was too exhausted to move.