Kathy Andrews - Jerry_s hot mothers

As her son's plunging movements grew, she found it more relaxing to let her head rest on the bed, and allowed her son to fuck up and down. The image flitted through her mind that she was being fucked in her mouth, fucked as if her mouth was her cunt. The sliding heat of his hard cock on her lips and tongue made her shiver, and she gripped his bouncing, naked ass tighter, urging him to fuck into her mouth. She mewled, liking the feel of his cock in her mouth.

She had to swallow often, mostly because his cock dripped a lot, but her mouth kept watering up, too. That made her think about when her son came. What would it be like, she wondered, feeling his cock squirt into her mouth? How would it taste? Would she enjoy his cock gushing into her mouth? Could she swallow that hot, thick load of his come-juice?

"Ooooh, Mother, I love this!" Jerry whined, pumping his cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her… "This feels so good, Mother! Ahhh, my cock is so hard!"

The wet sounds of his cock throbbing up and down between her lips created renewed heat in Marcy's cunt. The insides of her long thighs were drenched with her fuck-juices, slippery. She felt her fuck-juices on the curves of her ass, even in her ass-crack. Jerry's cock smashed down, her lips at the base. She wondered if her mouth would be bruised, and realized she didn't mind if they were.

Crazily, Susan kept flashing in and out of her mind. She kept feeling Susan's hand on her thigh, on her cunt outside her panties. She could almost feel Susan's fingers sliding along the fiery, fuzzy slit of her cunt, agitating her clit. The stronger the mental image became, the more greedily she sucked on her son's, cock. She clutched at Jerry's bobbing ass, holding his asscheeks in her palms and pulling him down, the head of his cock brushing into her throat. She didn't choke when that happened, much to her surprise. The dripping juices of his prick ran past her tongue and to her throat, creating a slight, but very delicious, burning feeling.

"Ohhhh, Mother, Mother!" Jerry groaned, humping faster. "It's almost like fucking your cunt! I love getting sucked, Mother! Ooooh, I bet you suck better than any mother in the whole fucking world!"

Marcy made a throaty sound and started lifting her head as her son came down, smashing her lips at the base, and pulling back when he lifted. His cock-head almost came out of her mouth a couple of times, but she was fast with her lips. She no longer wondered what would happen when her son came – her excitement was such that she wasn't going to let him go when he came, no matter what. Maybe she would choke and gag on his hot come-juices, but she was not going to let his cock out of her mouth until it happened.

Jerry was groaning loudly now, humping up and down, his cock stabbing with fury swiftly into her mouth. Marcy felt his cock grow harder yet, the throbs more powerful. There was an increase in the dripping, and her mouth seemed to fill with fuck-juices until she wondered if he was coming. She gulped his fuck-fluids down, darting her mouth up and down to the beating of his cock, her fingers clawing at his naked ass. His balls banged upon her chin as he rammed inward. Jerry was using her mouth as if it were her cunt, and Marcy was greedily taking it.

"Mother! Ohhhh, Mother!" Jerry wailed. "I'm about to come! Ohhh, I think I'm gonna come so fucking hard! Suck, mother, suck!"

Marcy sucked. She sucked as if her life depended on his cock. Jerry was thrusting into her mouth frantically, the head of his cock almost sliding down her throat. She clung to his ass, determined to hold his cock in her mouth as he came, no matter what. She had refused to suck her ex-husband's cock, but she was devouring her son's, sucking at him mindlessly, ravenously. She sucked on her son's cock as if her very life depended on it, depended on what his hot balls had to offer her.

Jerry cried out, running his cock deep into his mother's mouth. She felt his ass tighten in her hands.

Then her mouth was filling.

Squirt after squirt of his boiling come-juice splashed and burned into her throat. Marcy's eyes opened with surprise, then closed again.

She dug hard into his asscheeks, holding him down, his cock spurting into her mouth. Marcy swallowed, at first to keep from choking. But as the hot taste of his come-juice flooded her mouth, she began to suck him feverishly because she loved it. Her throat worked swiftly to swallow, but he came too much. His creamy fuck-juice seeped past her lips and around the corners of them, running over her cheeks. She struggled to swallow it all, but he came too much and too fast for her inexperienced mouth and throat.

The phone was ringing again, but the sound seemed to come from a long ways off.

Jerry lifted his cock from his mother's mouth, sprawling alongside her head, gasping for air. Marcy lay on her back, her mouth dripping come juice, her eyes open wonderingly. She was very pleased with herself, just as her son had been when he sucked and licked on her pussy. She ran her tongue about her lips slowly, finding them slightly bruised. She tasted his come-juice and licked it from her lips to swallow it. Her mouth had an unexpected pleasant taste. She wiped at her cheeks with her fingers, then licked them.

"Mmmmm," she mewled softly, turning her head and kissing at her son's cock tenderly. "You're nice, baby. You tasted very good!"

"That fucking phone!" Jerry said, trying out his words. "That fucking phone is about to ring off the fucking table, Mother."

"I suppose we better answer the fucking thing!" She grinned up at him. "We can't have the fucking thing ring off the fucking table, can we?"

She flipped over with her back to her son and pulled the phone to her.

As she spoke into it, she felt her son rubbing his limp cock up and down the crack of her naked ass. Shoving her ass to him, she heard Susan's voice on the phone.

"I've been trying to talk to you, Marcy," Susan said. "Didn't Jerry say I called?"

"He told me," Marcy replied, "but I got busy and forgot to call you back."

"It isn't important," Susan said. "Did Jerry mention this coming weekend?"

"Well? Would you like to go with us?" Susan said. "You know Brad won't be with us. It would be just you and I and Jerry. I'm sure our son, would love to spend the day with the two of us."

"It's such a long trip, Susan," Marcy answered. "We'd have to stay overnight."

"What's wrong with that? We could cut our expenses by sharing a room."

That was exactly what Marcy didn't want. Sharing a room with Susan would prevent her from fucking Jerry, and she wasn't sure she could spend the whole weekend so close to him without getting her hands on his lovely young cock.

"Well, how about it, Marcy?" Susan asked. "I'll have to think about it," Marcy said, feeling her son placing his cock into the crack of her ass.

She bunched her ass-cheeks, squeezing the head his cock. His cock-head rested upon the pucker of her asshole, feeling strange there. She pushed back at him, shoving a hand over her lips to his and drawing him close. Jerry pushed at her ass, reaching around to cup one of her tits. Marcy moaned softly, unable to stop the sound.

"Something wrong?" Susan asked.

"No, no!" Marcy said quickly.

Jerry had pulled his cock away and was kissing down her smooth back, his tongue exciting her. Marcy was having difficulty keeping her voice level. She swatted at her son but missed. Jerry giggled and pushed his face down until he was kissing at the swells of her ass. Marcy twisted her ass when she felt his hot, wet tongue licking her silky ass-cheeks.

"I'm sure Jerry would love to be with both of us for the weekend," Susan said. "It would be so much more fun if you went with us. You know, when we have him, his father is seldom around anymore. All his time is spent with his teenage cunts. It's just me and Jerry. I think of him as our son, you know. I really love that little guy!"