Kathy Andrews - Johnny_s wild mother

"You know," the girl gasped, "you said I fuck better than your wife. Well, you do it better than my boyfriend too."

"Aw, what does a teenaged kid know about fucking?" the man said, lifting up and licking the girl's nipple.

"That's for sure," the girl purred, squirming beneath his wet mouth.

Lisa pulled at Johnny's arm. "I wanna watch some more," he protested. "But I'm on fire, Johnny!" Johnny followed his mom back to the sidewalk, twisting his head and trying to look into the window.

"They were gonna fuck again, Mom. I thought you wanted to watch!"

"I do, but need it right now!" she moaned, walking fast and clinging to his hand. "We have to find a place fast."

They were on a dark street between street lamps.

Lisa stopped, turning to face her son. She drew her skirt up and moved his hands to her naked ass, pressing against him and kissing him deeply.

Johnny felt his mother's ass as he sucked her tongue. Lisa squirmed against him, feeling the night air on her naked ass and between her legs.

"Over there," she gasped. "Let's get behind that hedge."

"What if someone in the house comes out?"

"Tough titty!"

Lisa pulled him behind the hedge. She dropped to her hands and knees on damp, soft grass. Her skirt was pulled up in back, her naked ass glowing in the moonlight. Johnny pulled his shorts down, kneeling behind her.

Lisa panted. "Fuck me, Johnny!"

She shoved a hand between her legs and grasped his cock, pulling it to her cunt. As her son pushed his cock into her cunt, her breath caught.

Braced on her hands and knees, Lisa shook her ass. Johnny placed his hands on her back and began to plunge his cock back and forth. Lisa moaned as the friction sent ripples of ecstasy through her.

Light from a window fell upon the lawn a few feet away. Soft music came from the house. But Lisa almost wished someone would come out of the house and see her son fucking her.

Johnny made sounds of heavy breathing. He gripped her shaking hips, running his cock in and out of the soft, squeezing wet heat of his mother's cunt, eyeing the house fearfully. But like his mother, he wanted someone to watch them, too.

"Oooooh, Johnny!" Lisa moaned the buffeting of his thrusts making her tremble.

"Ohhhhh, baby, this is so fucking good!"

"Shhhh, Mom!" he hissed a warning.

"I don't care!" she panted. "I don't care! Right now I don't give a fuck who sees us! I want them to see us! I want them to watch you fuck me with your hard cock… watch you fuck my hot cunt!"

"Be quiet!"

"I don't want to be quiet!"

"Mom, please…"

"Ooooh, my cunt! Oh, Johnny, you're going to make me come!"

Johnny leaned over her back, his hands scooting her halter to her neck, grabbing her tits, then he began to pound into her cunt as hard as he could.

Lisa panted, the rapid pounding of her son's cock into her cunt driving her breath out. She strained hard against him, grinding her ass frantically. The sensation of coming was very intense, and the wet sounds of his cock ramming into her cunt were unmistakable to anyone listening.

"Johnny! Ohhh, baby!"

"Almost, Mom!"

"I've got to come! I can't stop it now!"

Lisa churned her naked ass, spreading her knees, pushing up and back onto her son's throbbing cock. Her flesh felt as if it was melting, her tits bulging and her nipples feeling very tight.

"Uhhhhh!" she groaned.

Johnny felt her cunt wrap hotly around his cock, the contractions of her orgasm gripping his prick in waves of wet heat. Tightening his hands on her tits, he clung to her as hard as he could, his cock deep inside her pussy. He moaned, then he was spurting into her cunt with quick, burning gushes.

Lisa jerked on the damp pass, clasping her hand over her tight mouth to hold back her scream of ecstasy. Her other arm collapsed, and her face fell into the wet pass, her ass high and grinding. Her knees were spread wider as she strained against him, unable to get enough of his spewing cock into her cunt. Her orgasm went on and on, the hairy lips of her pussy squeezing and draining his writhing balls.

Lisa did not have the strength to move for some time, feeling her son slumped over her ass. His hands had fallen from her tits, his breathing harsh between her shoulder blades.

Neither moved until they heard the closing of a door.

Johnny quickly pulled his cock from his mother's cunt, sitting back on hiss heels, still breathing hard.

Lisa turned to face him, kneeling in the damp grass, her tits glistening in the moonlight. With a soft purr, she leaned over and pulled his wet cock into her mouth, sucking it gently, licking his pisshole.

Johnny ran his hand through his mother's hair as she mouthed his cock, his eyes half closed in pleasure.

"Did you come as hard as I did?" she whispered.

"I sure did, Mom."

Lisa adjusted his shorts before they stood up. Her skirt fell around her hips as they moved back to the sidewalk. Hand in hand, they strolled slowly in the night toward home.

Lisa continued to tingle in a tender, delicious way. Halfway home, she untied her skin, but held it at her hips with bands, letting it open to expose her cunt. Her halter was still at her neck, and her firm tits swayed in movement.

Johnny lifted the back of her skirt and put his hand on her naked ass, feeling it bunch as they walked. Lisa found it exciting to pass beneath a street lamp in this exposed manner, her son holding her ass. She felt so good, she would not have cared if anyone saw them.

"That girl was awfully pretty," she said. "Have you seen her before, maybe at school?"

"No, but she could be ready to graduate. I don't know many of the seniors, Mom."

"She's pretty enough to be a cheerleader."

"I've never seen her at any of the games."

"Maybe she's visiting," Lisa suggested.

"Perhaps it was his niece."

"Not from what we heard," Johnny replied. Lisa undid her skirt and draped it over her arm. "Take your shorts off and chase me home."

"You'd like that, huh, Mom?" Johnny grinned, peeling his shorts off.

She kissed him, groping ha cock and balls. "Mmmmmm, I love it! It makes me feel like a nasty little girl again."

"Again? Mom, were you a nasty little girl?"

Lisa giggled. "That's for me to know and you to find out."

She ran ahead of him, laughing softly, her hair fanning behind her in the night air.

Johnny watched his mother's ass ripple as he trotted behind her, not trying to catch her.

Standing at the darkened door of their house, Lisa pouted. "You didn't try to catch me."

"I was watching your ass, Mom. It sure is pretty when you're running."

Giggling lewdly, she cupped his balls, her lips brushing against his.

"Johnny, want a hot blow job right here and now? Before we go inside?"

"Out here?" he asked, fondling her cunt.

"What's wrong with out here?"

"What if someone sees you sucking my cock?"

"Oh, now you're getting bashful, are you? Fucking me behind the hedge was okay, right? But to get a blow job at the door of your own house isn't? You know what I'd probably do if someone saw me with your cock in my mouth?"

"Piss in your panties?"

"I don't have panties on, silly!" She giggled. "No, but I probably would come like a fucker!"

Johnny thrust a finger into her cunt, making her squeal. "Then come like a fucker, Mom!"

Mewling in delight, Lisa dropped to her knees and pulled his cock to her mouth, holding his naked ass…

That weekend, Lisa took her son to the mall, showing him where she had first seen the mother sucking her son's cock off. Johnny had been nervous about entering the women's restroom with her, but was also hoping to see something exciting.

The most exciting thing they saw at least to Johnny, was a woman in her twenties lift her dress and push her panties down, listening to the sound of her pining. He had a brief glimpse of her ass, but not her cunt. The exciting part of it for Lisa was being with her son in the restroom, watching his anticipation of seeing another woman's cunt. His cock was swollen with anticipation, and Lisa whispered nasty things to him, fondling his crotch.