Kathy Andrews - Jerry_s hot mothers

"Yes, yes!" Marcy sobbed. "You're making your mother feel like a fucking whore! You're turning me into your whore, darling! But, oh God… I love it! Make me your whore, Jerry! Make Mother your hot cunt, cock-sucking whore!"

The intensity of her passion was unlimited. Her asshole was burning the way her cunt did, and her son's cock was ramming so deliciously, the friction on her tight ass-ring sending tremors of wicked rapture about her creamy skin. Marcy spread her knees farther on the bed, arching her crotch high, as lewd as she could, feeling his balls bang against her cunt as his cock moved deeply into her asshole.

"Ohhhhh, you're about to Mother come again!" Marcy squealed. "Your cock… up my ass, is about to make my cunt… ohhhh, I am coming!"

As her cunt convulsed in rippling waves of orgasm, she slammed her ass tightly onto her son's cock. The contractions sent a wild, steamy, squeezing motion to her asshole, and Jerry felt his cock being sucked powerfully. He tried to pull back, but his mother's asshole held it at the base much too strongly.

"Mother, you're gonna make me come!"

Marcy heard her son's grunting words, but she was squealing and shaking her naked ass while her cunt came with wet orgasms. She felt her son strain into her asshole since he couldn't pull back, his fingers digging hard into her hips. She heard him moan, and then his cock spurted, sending steaming squirts rapidly up her asshole.

Marcy lifted her head from the bed and screamed.

Every inch of her naked body shuddered, the ecstasy intense.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God!"

Jerry slumped across his mother's ass, his hands clutching at her tits now, his cock softening, still caught by the clamping ring of her asshole…

Marcy had agreed to spend the weekend with her son and Susan at the amusement park. She had agreed reluctantly because she was aware of how difficult it would be for them to keep their hands off each other. But at least she would be with him, about to hug or kiss him instead of spending a lonely weekend at home.

Jerry was excited about the coming weekend. In his youth, he never thought he would be unable to fuck his mother. As far as he was concerned, they could always manage to fuck, somehow.

"I'll be with both my mothers," he laughed happily. "I gotta be the luckiest guy in the world, Mother!"

Marcy rumbled his hair, hugging him. She didn't feel jealous because he liked Susan. It was good that he did. Susan was not the stereotypical stepmother by any means. Marcy felt Susan truly loved and cared for Jerry, and the proof was in the way she tried to entertain him on the weekends.

The night before they were scheduled to go on the trip, Marcy fucked her son exhaustively, sucking on his cock continuously. They spent all Friday fucking wildly, and by that time they were so tired, Marcy's cunt and asshole throbbed with soreness, and her jaws ached. What amazed her was how Jerry kept up with her, his cock responding with hardness and his balls unloading thick, creamy come-juice every time.

Saturday morning, all her muscles were aching. She woke up first, and lay in bed watching her son as he slept. In sleep, he looked even younger, so handsome to her. His body was warm against hers, and she wondered if she would ever become sated with touching him. Her eyes moved down, and to her surprise, his cock was making a tent beneath the sheet. After fucking her raw, he still had a hard-on! She felt an urge to pump it, to pump it through the sheet, to see if she could make him come. It would be exciting to watch his come-juice ooze through the thin sheet, but then it wouldn't be as exciting as seeing it squirt way out of his piss-hole.

Sighing, she swung her legs over the bed and stood, swaying slightly. After glancing at his hard cock once more, she slipped into her bathroom and bathed, being as quiet as she could. She had worn the poor boy out, and he had a big weekend coming up – he needed his rest very much.

She dried her body and stepped nakedly into her room. She searched through her closet, trying to decide what would be best for the weekend. It was warm, and shorts would be… appropriate, but Marcy had seldom worn shorts in public. She admired those women and girls who did, but it always embarrassed her to be outside in shorts. She hated pants, and very seldom wore them. Besides, it would be too hot for pants, she felt. Selecting a couple of dresses, a skirt and blouse or two, she decided on her wardrobe.

Sliding into a pair of panties she strapped a garter belt on and hooked it to her sheer nylons. She felt bold, and decided to go without a bra. Sliding into a pleated skirt, a lovely nylon blouse, she was at her dresser putting on makeup when Jerry woke up. He sat up in bed, smiling at her in the mirror.

"I guess I overslept," he said, tossing the sheet from his body. Marcy saw his cock reflected in the mirror as he jumped out of bed, full of energy. He came up behind her, sliding his hands over her shoulders and cupping her tits, kissing the top of her head. "Mmmm, you smell good, Mother!"

"You're going to wrinkle my blouse, honey!" she said.

"No bra, Mother?" His eyes glittered in the mirror as he thumbed her nipples.

"I thought you might like me this way!" She giggled like a high school girl.

"Why not shorts?"

"Because I…" Marcy yelped.

Jerry had pinched her nipples. Before she could slap his hands away, he drew back and grasped his cock, shaking it at her reflection.

"You better stop teasing me," she said, her voice low. "We may not be ready by the time Susan picks us up!"

Arching his hips forward, Jerry stroked his cock a few times, grinning at her. "Want some, Mother?"

"Get your hot little ass in the fucking shower!" she snapped, pursing her lips and blowing him a kiss. "I'd think your cock would be raw after all day yesterday, not to mention last night!"

He turned and shook his ass at her. Marcy slapped him on his naked ass playfully.

"Go shower before I lose control of myself!" She finished with her makeup while Jerry showered, and by the time he finished, so was she. Susan would be picking them up in about half an hour by the time her son was dressed. The plan was to stop and have breakfast on the way, so Marcy brewed coffee for herself and hot chocolate for her son.

"What am I gonna do with this, Mother?" Jerry asked, a rim of chocolate on his upper lip. He stood up and showed her his cock pressing at the front of his jeans.

"Don't you ever get enough pussy?" she asked, her eyes filming over with desire. She ran her hand over his cock, feeling it throb through his pants. "Not that I mind," she said quickly. "I love it as much as you do, probably more, but I'd think your sweet balls had enough for a day or so by now."

"Not me," he said proudly, opening his pants and taking his cock out.

"Oh, baby," Marcy moaned, seeing his cock jut out so sweetly, his cock-head swollen and wet on the piss-slit. "Your stepmother will be here soon. We can't right now."

"Then she'll just have to look at it, I guess," Jerry said. "Or, I'll have to jack it off real fast!"

He began to pound his fist on his cock, jacking off quickly.

"What a waste," Marcy murmured. "Oh, come here! But I have to be fast!"

She pulled her son toward her, spreading her knees so she could get him close. She dipped her face, and swirled her tongue about the hot, smooth head of her son's cock. Jerry moaned and placed his hands on her shoulders, looking down. Marcy closed her lips about her son's cock and pulled it deeply into her mouth.

Gripping the checks of his ass through his jeans, Marcy sucked, bobbing her face up and down. She would never get tired of tasting his beautiful cock in her mouth, she felt. She made soft, wet sounds of murmuring pleasure, squeezing his ass while she sucked on his throbbing hard-on. Jerry danced on his feet, humping his cock in and out of her mouth.