Kathy Andrews: Johnny_s wild mother

Lisa squirmed, trying to be unnoticed.

Her panties felt tight, much too tight.

It was not the place to start feeling hot, but she had no control over it when it happened. Fortunately, she never felt this way all the time, but it was happening more often. She didn't really have much of a problem when aroused; usually she managed to give relief to herself by some means. It would be easier if she would allow herself to be picked up in a singles bar.

But Lisa hated those encounters with a passion fucking some stranger was not very satisfying. All they wanted was a hot, wet place to put their cock, and Lisa wanted a relationship as well. Those slam-bang fucks made her feel dirty and sluttish.

There were lots of men available, but none of them wanted anything to do with a woman who had a son. They would be happy to date her on a permanent basis, spend the night with her two or three times a week, but Lisa didn't want that sort of relationship, either.

And then there was one other thing. Lisa wasn't satisfied with routine sex. She wanted it wild, uninhibited, and not always in her bedroom in the dark.

She paused near a small jewelry store in the mall, peering at the window display, the cheeks of her ass bunching by their own volition. It felt as if not only had her cunt become swollen, but her ass as well.

When she began strolling again, Lisa found herself eyeing the few men shopping during this mid-week day. Her eyes moved over their bodies, seeing their naked, delicious cocks swaying in movement, hot, full balls exposed. She looked secretly at their asses, trying to imagine how they would feel cupped in her hands.

Lisa would not have had any difficulty picking up a man. Tall and slender, almost in a fashion-model way, she had tits that strained outward, standing high on her chest. Her brunette hair gleamed from many brushings, and her blue eyes held a sparkle. She was a very lovely, very attractive female.

Her pleated white skirt swirled about her exquisite thighs as she walked, her pale pink blouse an attractive compliment. The pink high heels emphasized the length of her legs, and her rounded ass looked mouth-watering.

She tried to tell herself no decent girl, no decent woman, no decent mother, would have such thoughts – but the wild, wicked thoughts and images were always there. She had never thought of herself as a voyeur, but her mind was like a window through which she watched strangers fucking and doing exciting things to each other.

She stopped to look at a display of spring fashions, frowning at the colors, wondering what sort of crazy designer came up with such bland colors.

A sudden lurch of spreading, tingling heat swept through her crotch, and her clit began to throb in a gentle, aching way. It was quite swollen now. She could feel the tip of her clit pressing at her panties. Her cunt was very moist now, and she could feel her inner thighs becoming slippery. When Lisa was aroused, her pussy became very, very wet.

The heat between her thighs was becoming intense. She started looking frantically for a restroom. It had never been this bad before. Usually she could wait until she got home, but not now.

She walked swiftly, searching, almost ready to burst in tears because of her torment.

She found the restrooms at the far end of the mall, and she rushed into the women's room. Two sinks were along one wall, with two closed stalls opposite. She rushed into a stall, closing and locking the door.

Almost feverishly, she yanked her white skirt to her waist, pushing her bikini panties to her knees and sitting down on the toilet. Her hand moved through the softness of her thick pussy hair as she leaned back. Her finger touched her cunt, finding it swollen and hot.

She was slowly rubbing her clit when she realized she was not alone in the restroom.

Cupping her hands over her cunt, she opened her eyes. Then she heard the soft sounds coming from the stall next to hers. Her first instinct was to pull her panties up and flee, but realizing that would be foolish, she began to rub at her aunt again. She could not be seen.

"Oooooh, Mom!"

Lisa jerked.

"Shhhh! Let Mommy make it better, honey."

Lisa strained to hear, wondering what this was all about. She looked around, and noticed a small hole cut into the wall between the stalls. Feeling like a sneak, she leaned over and pressed her eye to the hole.

She saw a woman's face, a quite pretty woman about her own age. But that wasn't all she saw. She saw a hard cock jutting toward that face. She could not see anything of the man, only his cock and balls. But that was enough to tell Lisa it was not a man but a boy about Johnny's age.

Her response at seeing this was a surprise to Lisa. Her desire increased a hundred fold as she pushed her palm tightly against the hairy, soft lips of her pussy.

"Do it now, Mom," the boy said, pushing his cock to the woman's lips.

"You want it fast, don't you, darling?"

Lisa saw the woman's hand cup the boy's balls, watched her rub her lips over the smoothly swollen head of his cock. Lisa's breathing was getting hot and heavy, her hand rubbing at her cunt as she watched with blazing eyes.

Lisa gasped as she saw the woman take the boy's cock into her mouth, sucking it slowly. The woman's ovaling lips slid to the base of the boy's cock.

Running her tongue over her lips, Lisa eased her middle finger into her cunt. She felt as if her pussy was boiling between her thighs. Her cunt was so very wet now.

"Oooooh, Mom! That's so good!"

The woman moaned as she sucked back and forth on his cock.

Lisa watched. She could hear soft, wet, sucking sounds. Her cunt clamped around her buried finger, and instead of thrusting in and out, she held it deep inside, the heel of her hand smashing against her clit.

The boy was pumping his hips now, his hand resting on his mother's shoulder. The woman didn't seem to mind it as the boy fucked into her sucking mouth. She seemed to enjoy it.

Lisa, fascinated, pressed her forehead against the dividing wall.

The woman twisted and squeezed the boy's balls slowly and tenderly, her lips gripping his sliding cock hungrily. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed, her expression passionate.

The boy began to pump faster, gasping loudly.

The woman darted her face back and forth. He's going to come in her mouth Lisa thought. He's going to squirt it in her mouth!

"Mom! Ohhhh, now, Mom!" the boy grunted.

Lisa saw him stiffen up, his hips thrust forward. His cock was buried to the base inside the woman's mouth.

Lisa saw the woman clutch his balls in her hand, then her throat worked as the boy cried out softly. Little gulping sounds came to Lisa, and she felt her cunt contracting about her finger, the spasms shaking her. She came hard, very hard, as she watched the boy come into the woman's mouth.

The woman gulped his come juice down quickly, moaning deeply, as if she, too, was coming.

"Better, darling?" the woman mewled.

"Ahhhhhhh, yes, Mom!" the boy sighed, pulling his pants up.

The woman kissed the head of his cock before he stuffed it into his pants. "You get a hard-on in the strangest places, darling. One of these days, we won't be able to do this right away for you."

"You'll find a way, Mom," the boy answered.

Lisa drew back from the partition, leaning against the toilet tank, her hand cupping her cunt. The excitement of what she had witnessed continued to nimble through her. She had come, but her cunt was demanding mote.

When she heard the door to the restroom open and close, she spread her knees wide apart and began to ram her finger in and out of her cunt swiftly, squirming on the toilet seat. She panted and groaned, making juicy sounds as she fingerfucked herself in a frenzy, the scene still burning in her mind.