Kathy Andrews - Watch them suck, mom!

"Mmmmm!" Janice responded, sliding her tight lips from the swollen head of his cock to the base. His hardness filled her mouth, but she had room to lick and swirl her tongue. She drew her lips along his cock tightly until she held only the head of his cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue slowly over the smooth head, moaning softly. She dragged her tongue over his piss-hole and tasted seeping pre-come. Another low moan came from her, and she gobbled her son's cock, trying to take it into her throat.

Feeling his cock starting to jerk, Janice knew he was getting ready to come. But although she had hated to have her ex-husband's cock in her mouth, especially when he came into it, she found she wanted her son's cock to gush hotly, to fill her mouth with his creamy juices. She wanted it to splash across her tongue and down her throat.

She could hear her son gasping, but his palms were covering her ears, so that the words he called out were muffled. She didn't care what he was saying, her hunger to suck his cock off was the only thing that mattered now. She raced her lips up and down his cock, lips tight, tongue dragging. He dripped a lot, and she eagerly gulped his juices. She dug at his ass with her fingers, now squeezing his balls hard. She made whimpering sounds as she sucked greedily, twisting her lips.

"Mom, be careful!" Tony warned. "I'm about to come, Mom!"

Janice let out a soft, muffled gasp, and sucked with even more hunger.

Tony panted and moaned trying to hold back the quickening flood of his discharge. For a moment he tried to push his mother's mouth off his cock, but Janice resisted.

"Mom, I'm gonna come!" Tony warned again.

Janice jerked his cock deep, holding it there, her eyes closed. She clung to his ass and balls.

"Mom!" Tony's body jerked, and his mother's mouth was flooded with the thick juice of his hot balls. Janice moaned, the hot jism running down her throat and creating a powerful throbbing in and around her cunt. His come juice was spewing directly into her throat, and she was missing the taste. She pulled her lips along his cock until they were wrapped around the ridge of the swollen head. Now she was catching the scalding squirts on her tongue. Her body trembled as she ran her tongue over his gushing piss-hole, tasting, swallowing, gurgling with a strange rapture. Her throat burned in a nice way, a different way. She loved the way his come juice splashed over her tongue and into her throat, and she swallowed wetly. Her cunt was vibrating wildly. She had to yank her hand off her son's ass and she rubbed frantically at her cunt, at the puffy, hairy lips, at her bulging clit.

A squeal came from her cock-filled mouth as an orgasm rippled through her. Her cunt tightened and relaxed, her clit in wonderful spasms. Her ass shook and her tits felt ready to burst from the fullness in them.

"Ooooooohhh, Mom!" Tony moaned, twisting his ass, grinding his crotch at her face, his cock no longer gushing, softening again. "Ahhh, Mom, you made me come hard!"

Janice lifted her pussy-wet hand and caressed his trembling, naked ass, still holding his empty balls, feeling his cock slowly deflate between her lips. She stroked his piss-hole with her tongue, licking away every drop of his jism. Her face was flushed, but not with embarrassment or shame. She was flushed with ecstasy because she loved having her son's cock in her mouth coming down her throat, and her orgasm had been one of the best of her life.

She let his cock drop slowly out of her mouth. She tilted her head up, her expression showing her passion, eyes glassy. Her lips were puffy and moist. She pressed her cheek against his cock and balls, and hugged him around the ass, breathing hotly as they both calmed down. The feel of her son's cock and balls on her cheek was nice, and she felt she could rest there for hours. But her knees hurt, and she had to sit back. As she sat back, her hand dragged over Tony's cock and balls for a final feel, and she smiled at her son, pleased with herself. Tony remained standing, and she gazed at his body with pleasure. His cock was very small, now, wrinkled, his balls loose and empty.

"Darling, if that makes me a whore," she said softly, "then I'm a whore."

"You're not a whore, Mom," he said, his breathing under control. "No matter what, you'd never be a whore."

"Thank you, baby," she whispered, pleased with his words. "I'd die if you thought that of me."

Tony caressed her cheek affectionately. "You're my mom, and that's all that counts."

Janice placed her hand on top his, holding his palm on her cheek as she looked up at him. "You're so different from your father. So very different."

Tony said, "I'll burn those pictures."

"No, it's okay. If you don't, show them to anyone, you can keep them. You may get tired of me and want to look at them and jack off."

"Jack off? Me? Mom, that's for little boys. I got me a nice pussy to fuck. I don't have to jack off any more!"

"Not even for me?" she teased, her hand moving to his cock and balls again.

"You wouldn't jack this sweet cock for Mother… and let me watch you do it?"

"Well… I guess I would for you, Mom," he confessed. "If you'd like to see me jack off, I'd do it for you."

"Mmmm, it would be nice, but you don't have to. I doubt if I could sit and watch you."

"Why not?"

"I'd get too excited," she grinned wickedly. "I'd have to fuck or suck you. Fuck and suck you… ohhh, I'm terrible!"

Tony laughed. "Sure you are, Mom. Terribly good to me."

She pulled him down, and Tony settled between her thighs, his back to her. Janice pulled her son against her naked tits, her nipples feeling good on his bare flesh. She pushed her hairy cunt at his ass, wrapping her long legs about him. She kissed and sucked at the flesh of his neck while her hands fondled his cock.

"Are you trying to give me another hard-on, Mom?" he asked, writhing against her, watching her hands manipulate his cock and balls. "If you are, you just might do it."

With a lewd giggle, Janice held his balls in one hand, wrapped her fingers around his still soft cock, and pounded up and down. "I'd know how to take care of it if you do hard-on, I think."

"You sure can, Mom," he gurgled softly, sliding his palms along her satiny thighs as she squeezed him with them.

"In a couple of ways." He laughed.

"Right! With my cunt and mouth?" She pulled upward on his cock, then said softly, "I guess I'm a cocksucker now. That's what your father called me a few times when he was mad."

"Fuck him, Mom," Tony said.

"No, never fuck him, baby. I'd never fuck that son of a bitch again for anything. I've got you and…" she pulled up hard on his cock, "this."

Tony worked a hand behind his ass and felt his mother's cunt. "And I've got this."

"What is it you have!" she teased.

"Pussy, Mom. Pussy!"

"Oh? I thought it was my cunt." She giggled, feeling slightly embarrassed to be saying such things to her son, but also feeling good.

"Yeah, hot cunt… wet, hot, hairy cunt!"

"Mmmmmm, baby," she purred and lapped the flat surface of her tongue up his neck to his ear. She squeezed his cock, feeling it answer with a slow throb. "Tony, would you show me the pictures you have? I know you have pictures of me in shorts, but the one you took the other day when you caught… you know?"

"Sure," he said scrambling to his feet. "I'll get them."

Janice sat on the floor, leaning against the couch, watching her son run he ran up the stairs. She thought he had a beautiful ass and it excited ha to see him naked. While she waited, she stretched her long legs out, spreading them, and idly caressed her cunt, smiling dreamily. She never felt so good, so peaceful, so… passionate. After those orgasms, her cun still twitched and tingled for more.

Tony came down the stairs, and she watched his cock and balls sway from side to side, licking her lips and smiling. He carried a small stack of pictures in one hand, and his camera in the other. He sat down beside her and handed the thin stack of picture to her. Janice went through them. Most were of her in shorts, and shw was startled to see how much they revealed of her ass, the way a tight crotch outlined her cunt. She had not known she looked this way in shorts. The picture seemed so erotic, yet she was dressed. She came to one of her in a short skirt, and blouse, and wondered when her a had taken it. The faint white of her panties barely showed. She was skimped in a chair, eyes closed, and looked as if she was asleep.