Kathy Andrews: Johnny_s wild mother

She came again, stronger and harder, yet she still wanted more. She had never been so aroused, so outrageously hot and wet. She knew, though, that the more she fingerfucked herself, it would only become worse, not better.

Feeling frustrated, she yanked her panties up, snapping the elastic around her hips. After washing her hands, she left the restroom.

She drove straight home, hardly knowing what she was doing.

Rushing into the house, she began undressing immediately. She left her clothing in a trail over the floor. She filled the tub with hot water, sprinkling in oils and perfumes. She bathed, trying not to think of what was in her mind. Suddenly, she sat upright, eyes wide.

"He called her Mom!" she gasped. It was finally dawning on her that it had been the boy's mother who had sucked his cock off. "My God, she was his mother!"

Immediately she saw her son in her mind. She saw Johnny without his clothes on, naked, his cock jutting up with hardness. Shaken by such an image, Lisa got out of the tub and dried herself. She pulled on panties and was starting to dress when she heard her son come into the house. With a frantic glance at her bedside clock, she saw it was his usual time to come home from school.

She heard Johnny call out for her. She grabbed at something to cover herself when she heard his coming toward her room. She was standing near the bed holding her blouse over her tits when her son entered.

Johnny stopped, his eyes widening.

Lisa froze, unable to move. She had never been undressed before her son, even in her skimpy panties. She saw his eyes move over her body, seeing her long, slender thighs, her bikini panties. She could not help but notice the sudden bulge in his pants.

"Johnny, I'm not dressed!" she squealed.

Johnny grinned. "I see, Mom."

"Please… be nice," she whispered. "Let me finish dressing."

"GO ahead," Johnny said, grinning. "I won't stop you. I'll just stand here and watch."

"Johnny! Please, get out of here?" Reluctantly, he started to turn. Lisa saw his cock bulging in his pants, and once more the image of the boy being sucked off by his mother came into her mind.

"Wait… I'm sorry I spoke in that tone," she said softly.

She saw her son tremble.

"Johnny…"

"I'm sorry, too, Mom," Johnny said in a thick voice, avoiding looking at her. "I shouldn't have come in here. I didn't know you were… naked."

"I know you didn't, honey," Lisa said. "It's… it's all right."

Johnny turned to face her again, making an effort to keep his eyes on her face. There was nothing he could do about his hard-on, and it strained inside his pants, outlined fully.

"I'll wait in the living room, Mom," Johnny said, his voice sounding husky.

"No, it's okay," Lisa said, surprising herself. "You can stay."

She tried to put her blouse on without exposing her tits, but it was impossible. She kept her gaze on his face, fighting not to look down at his cock.

Johnny saw first one tit, then the other. The sight made his cock bulge all the more. He groaned, unable to keep from staring at her tit.

Holding her blouse around her tits, Lisa stood there. Johnny could not avert his eyes. He looked at his mother. Her panties were swelling out at the crotch with a shadowy triangle. Lisa found she could not take her eyes off her son's cock.

"Is it… uncomfortable, Johnny?"

"You mean in here, with you?" Johnny asked, his gaze fixed upon the tight crotch of her panties.

Lisa pointed at his crotch. Her blouse was open, one tit showing. Johnny stared at her tit – it was firm and round, with a light-brown nipple that looked rigid, tilted upward.

"That… is that uncomfortable?" Lisa said.

Her cunt was throbbing, her panties drenched with her juices.

"It's very uncomfortable," Johnny whispered.

Lisa took a step toward him, her eyes never moving from his crotch. She could see the full hardness of his cock pressing at his pants. She was surprised that his prick looked so big.

Her hand was moving toward it when she realized what she was doing. With a little gasp, she pulled her hand back. Her fingers spread around the front of her panties. A low sob came from her as the tip of one finger touched the distended tip of her clit.

"Oh, my God! Oh, Johnny!"

Her hand darted out again. This time she closed her fingers around his bulging cock, squeezing it.

Johnny gasped when his mother squeezed. "Johnny…" Lisa whispered, squeezing his cock, feeling the beautiful hardness of it. "Oh, baby! My God… it's so… Johnny, Johnny!"

She felt her son shaking. Without so much of a thought of stopping, she rubbed his cock, curling her fingers down and around to feel his balls.

Johnny began moaning, twisting his hips, pushing them forward to press his cock into his mother's hand.

Lisa lost control.

With a little cry, she began to feverishly open her son's pants. She jerked his belt open and tugged the zipper down swiftly. With both hands, she pushed his pants to his knees, then stared at the wet spot on his shorts. Panting, she jerked his shorts down, a soft cry of delight bubbling from her throat as her son's cock lurched upright, angled toward the ceiling.

She gazed at the swollen head, seeing precome dripping from the small pisshole. She was surprised to see how big and full his young balls appeared. The scant hair at the base was hardly visible.

"Beautiful!" she sighed.

Johnny shuffled his feet, panting hard, his cock jerking about.

With the image of the woman sucking her son burning in her mind, Lisa went to her knees before her son. She was feverish with desire, thinking only that she had to get her son's throbbing hard cock into her own mouth. Her cunt was on fire, throbbing wetly, forcing her to do this. She gripped her son's shaking hips, staring at his cock with her face inches away.

"Ohhhh, Johnny!" she moaned.

She engulfed her son's cock with her hot, wet mouth.

The taste of his fiery cock made Lisa tremble, her ass bunching, her cunt twitching inside the confines of her bikini panties. She felt his cock jerk inside her mouth.

Digging her fingers into her son's trembling hips, Lisa began to suck his cock. She sucked hungrily, sliding her tight lips up and down his cock with quick bobs of her head. She moaned, twisting her ass.

Smashing her lips to the base of his cock, she felt his hot balls on her chili. The head of his cock was at her throat. With her eyes closed, Lisa sucked again, drawing her mouth to the very head of his prick. Holding the swollen head tightly in her mouth, she ran her tongue over it, tasting the juices. She pressed the tip of her tongue against his pisshole, licking up the juices hungrily.

"Ohhhh, Mom!" Johnny whimpered. "Oh, yes, Mom!"

Johnny stood stiffly, pushing his hips forward, watching his mother sucking on his cock.

With a throaty moan, Lisa gripped his hips, sucking hard. She rammed her mouth back and forth. The searing heat of her son's cock between her lips and, on her tongue sent a wild, throbbing rapture through her body. Her cunt seemed to swell, expand inside her panties. The sensation felt wonderful, delicious.

"Mmmmmm!" she whimpered, sucking fast and hard.

Her hands slid around his hips, cupping his naked, flexing ass. She pulled him forward each time she darted her face forward. She began to squeeze his asscheeks, twisting her mouth about his cock as she sucked.

Lisa moaned and whimpered as her passion flared. She was squirming her ass, thrusting her hips as if she were fucking.

Johnny began to squirm, his breath hot, panting. He stared at his mother, then he moved his hands behind his ass, placing them over her hands.

Lisa, feeling his cock throb with more power, sucked fast, bobbing back and forth. She made wet sounds with her mouth.