Kathy Andrews: Golden Shower Mom

"Me you gonna suck my cock, Mom?"

"What do you think I'm doing with it?" she countered, trailing her lips along the throbbing shaft, then flicking her tongue against the swollen head again. "Do you like blowjobs, Mike?"

"I don't know," he confessed. "I've never had one, Mom."

"Really?" she asked, holding his hard cock next to her cheek. "You've never been sucked off, honey?"

He shook his head, feeling somewhat ashamed of this fact.

"But you have fucked some hot girl?"

Again he shook his head.

Lisa could hardly believe her son. "Really, Mike? You've never put this cock in some girl's pussy? I'm the first one you've fucked? Is that the truth, darling?"

He nodded.

Delight came into Lisa's eyes. "You know, I'm glad. I'm glad I fucked you first. That makes your mother very happy."

She pressed her cunt against the blanket, squirming against it as her cunt throbbed. She ran her long tongue up the shaft of his prick once more, then took the smooth head between her lips again. She sucked on the head of her son's cock, her tongue twisting against his piss hole.

She kept her hot eyes blazing up at his face as she bobbed her mouth up and down. His cock stretched her hot lips, the length of his prick filling her mouth and the head probing at her throat. She knew her son's cock was long enough to penetrate her throat. It was already touching it, and she had a good inch and a half to go.

Relaxing her throat muscles, she sank deeper, slowly. As the head of his cock entered her throat, she heard him groan. She held him this way, her throat holding the swollen head, her tongue pressing the underside, holding his cockshaft tightly against the roof of her mouth.

"Hey, Mom," Mike groaned. "You're gonna swallow my cock!"

Twisting her naked ass about, Lisa sucked up hard, her cheeks caved in. She sucked vigorously, delighted to have his hard prick throbbing between her lips, making him tingle.

She could suck on his prick for hours, she thought, gurgling happily, running her tight, wet lips up and down his prick with short sucking sounds, then diving deep again.

But she wouldn't suck him for hours now.

It was too much for Mike.

Lisa felt her son's cock jerking inside her mouth and she knew what that meant. His hands came down to her head, holding her there, afraid she would jerk her mouth away at the most critical time.

But Lisa had no intentions of losing what she wanted.

She held the swollen head tightly between her lips so she could run her tongue about his piss hole. When Mike came, it was with a force that surprised her. Even after coming off three times, his discharge was strong and copious.

Lisa squealed in ecstasy as her mouth was filled by his sweet, thick come juice. The taste of it, like nectar, coated her tongue as she rapidly flicked it at his spurting piss hole. Her slender neck moved gently as she swallowed his come juice.

At last she began to fuck him with her mouth.

She dived up and down on his gushing cock, sucking him hard.

Mike came off in his mother's mouth with spewing heat, his hips arched high.

Lisa clung to his tight ass cheeks as her mouth was flooded with sweet come juice, her eyes rolling again with ecstasy.

She fucked his cock with her mouth, letting it fill before she swallowed.

She held his cock with the wet heat of her lips and rolled her tongue about it.

When Mike lowered his ass, she pulled her mouth off his prick, then ran her tongue up and down it, again back to his balls. She lapped at his thighs a moment or so longer as an orgasm rippled through her body. She pressed her cunt hard against the blanket, the cheeks of her ass very tight.

Sitting up, she grinned lewdly at her son as he gasped and breathed heavily.

Her lips felt puffy as she ran her tongue over them.

"Was that good?" she asked.

"It was too fast, Mom," he panted. "I wanted to feel it longer."

"Next time," she said, laughing. "It's been an exciting day for you. You couldn't help but come off fast today."

"I have to put this piss-wet dress back on," she complained, pulling it over her head.

"I thought you liked it," Mike said, pulling his pants up.

"Warm piss, not cold piss," she replied, standing up and smoothing it down.

The dress clung to her hips and thighs, outlining them. "I could drive us home naked," she giggled.

"Sure, and make half a dozen guys come off in their pants when they saw you," Mike replied, laughing along with her.

They were in a gay mood. Lisa was delighted that her son showed no remorse.

She sat next to him in the car, driving carefully with one hand. Her other hand was moving about his crotch, feeling his cock through his pants. Her skirt was high on her thighs, and the curls of her cunt were revealed. She had left her panties off.

"What are we gonna do when we get home, Mom?" She glanced at him.

"Are you needing some pussy again?" she asked, rubbing at his cock through his pants. "You came off four times today."

"Four times?" he asked.

She grinned lewdly at him.

"I saw you jacking off once," she admitted to her son. "That was when I pissed in my panties.

Mike wasn't embarrassed that she had seen him jacking off. That, too, pleased her. Perhaps they were just alike, after all. Lisa knew that a boy his age would shove his cock into anything wet and hot, but some of the things she had in mind, wanted to try, he might not go for. She hoped that he would like them, and want to do all those erotic things.

By the time she pulled into the driveway of their home, she was bubbling with excitement again. She knew what she wanted as soon as they were inside.

She only hoped Mike would go along with her. If he didn't, she would have to be satisfied to fuck and suck him.

She climbed from the car, not caring that her long thighs were exposed. As she and Mike unloaded the car, she leaned over to take the food basket and blanket. She felt her son feeling her ass, and she wiggled it for him.

"What if someone saw you playing with my ass?" she said as she stood up.

"Who cares?" he grinned, playfully making a grab for his mother's tits.

Lisa danced away from him, laughing and swinging her ass as she walked to the door. The dress, still wet with piss, molded itself to her shapely ass.

They put things away, then Lisa went to the bathroom and ran the tub full of hot water. She sprinkled in scented oils, then undressed.

Mike came in to watch her, his eyes glowing.

"I've wanted to watch you take a bath for a longtime, Mom!" he said. I would jack off thinking about you, naked to you know."

She smiled at him, pleased. "You don't have to do that anymore. I just wish I had known about it."

She stood naked, her tits arching out with hard nipples. She looked at the front of his pants.

She turned to the tub, leaning over to shut off the valves. She felt her son's hands on her ass cheeks, moving over her creamy globes. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes hot again. She arched her ass against his cock, wiggling it lewdly.

She playfully pushed him away as she stood upright again. She sat on the toilet, excited to have her son with her as she pissed. It was such an intimate, personal act, and it was thrilling to have him watch her.

She began to piss, and Mike stood close to her, feeling her tits as she sat there. Then he leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, chewing lightly as his hands moved over her hips and thighs.

When her son pressed his hand between her legs, Lisa could not believe he was taking the initiative. She had wanted this, wanted to try it because it sounded exciting, but she had thought she would have to lead up to it with her son. Yet, here he was, squatting low, still sucking on her tit and sliding his hand between her thighs.