Kathy Andrews - Flasher mom

"Oh, I love a lot of hair, Mother," he said. Again Karen surprised herself. "You've seen a lot of hairy cunts?"

As soon as that word came from her, she felt heat creep over her face, but Tommy giggled about it. She was finding that her son was more precocious than she had imagined. His cock strained hard against his wet trunks and she could see his prick throb.

"I've never seen any cunt… except hers, Mother," Tommy said without blushing.

Karen shivered with heat as he said that, her mind swirling with strange pleasures. There was a bubbling sensation in her cunt now, a bubbling heat that was soaking into her panties as her son kept staring at her.

"Not even Cathy's?" she asked.

Tommy shook his head.

"But, I saw her grab your… grab you."

"Cathy is always trying to see me, Mother," he said, "so I let her. She says she likes to see a guy with a hard-on."

"I do, too," Karen whispered, gazing significantly at her son's cock now. "I truly love to see a guy with a hard-on."

"Like me?" Tommy asked.

Karen nodded her head slowly, watching her son's cock throb against his trunks. She could see the full outline of his prick, even the size of his swollen cock head.

"Would this be better?" Tommy asked, and jerked aside the leg of his trunks. His cock thrust out, very hard. Then he covered his prick quickly.

Karen moaned softly, excited by her quick glance at her son's cock.

"Is that what… your father's wife did?" she asked.

"She didn't do anything, Mother," Tommy said. "She just sat in a chair with her legs open and no panties on."

"What did you do?"

"I came off," Tommy admitted without embarrassment. "I came in my pants."

"She saw?"

"I think so," Tommy answered. "She giggled, anyway."

"Would you like to… well, see mine?" Karen heard herself asking.

Tommy made a choking sound as he nodded his head.

"You really would?"

"Yes, Mother."

"You'd never tell anyone, would you?" Karen asked, her voice low and husky with lewd emotion. "You won't tell a soul, not even Cathy!"

"No one, Mother," Tommy said. "I won't tell anyone, not even Cathy."

"Promise?" Karen's eyes were glittering with a steamy hunger now, her body shaking with desire. "You promise, Tommy?"

Childishly, her son crossed his heart.

"Well, I guess a little peek won't hurt," Karen said, sliding her hand down her thigh, her fingertip tracing along the tight crotch of her panties, feeling the hair swirling out from it. "But you've got to keep it a secret!"

Karen sucked in a lung full of air, hooked a finger into the crotch of her panties and swung her uplifted knee wide. She jerked her panties to one side.

"Wow!" Tommy gasped, seeing his mother's cunt. The rich dark hair was thick and long, but he could see the slit of her cunt, the wetness of her pink pussy, and the tip of her inflamed clit. "That's nice, Mother!"

Karen giggled like a naughty little girl, sliding her panties back over her cunt.

"Lemme see it again, Mother!"

Karen hesitated. Having her son see her cunt had almost caused her to come. She stared at his straining cock, whispering, "You're not going to come in your trunks, are you?"

"I don't know," Tommy replied hoarsely. "It sure feels like I might."

"If I show you again, will you show me, too?"

Tommy's hand moved fast, yanking his trunks away from his cock. Karen made a sobbing sound as her fingers pulled the crotch of her panties from her cunt again. This time she held it far to one side, letting Tommy stare at her pussy. Her eyes burned on the hardness of his prick. She held her knee off to one side, and the shapely triangle of her dark cunt hair was fully exposed to her son's blazing eyes.

"Oh, shit!" Tommy gasped.

"Ooo!" Karen moaned.

Thick white come gushed from her son's cock, splattering on the carpet a few feet in front of him. Karen held her panties wide, watching ha son come, her mouth open as she sucked in air, shaking with excitement.

"You're coming, Tommy!" she groaned.

"I can't help it, Mother!" he gasped, gripping his cock with a tight fist, squeezing his prick as if trying to stop himself from coming.

"Don't!" she gasped. "Don't try to stop it, Tommy! Come all you want… fuck the carpet! God! That's beautiful watching your come squirt out of your cock!"

Tommy's cock dripped to a stop, and he started to stuff his prick back into his trunks, but Karen stopped him. "No, don't put it away yet baby!"

She stood up, her robe falling apart, her creamy, upstanding tits revealed, her rigid nipples pointing toward the ceiling. She found the box of tissue and moved to him, kneeling down and cleaning his come off the carpet. His cock dangled in front of her face, and she stared with hot eyes at his prick. A drop of come clung to her son's piss hole.

Before Tommy knew what his mother was up to. Karen snaked her tongue out. Her tongue was very long, and the tip licked at his cock, barely touching the piss hole. Karen licked away a single drop of her son's come juice. The taste caused her to shiver, made her eyes roll.

"Oh, my God!" she sobbed.

Tommy stared down at his mother, surprised and somewhat awed. Although her tongue had just barely touched the head of his cook, he had felt heat rush over his prick.

"Mother, what was…"

"Shhh," Karen shushed him, her eyes focused again, staring at her son's cock, glassy and hot. The tingling in the pit of her stomach sent wave after wave of strange hunger flowing through her crotch.

Sliding her son's trunks down to his knees, she stared at his cock and balls for a long time. Kneeling before him, she looked closely at the sheer beauty of her son. A few hairs dotted the base of his cock, showing the promise of lush growth as he became older. The wetness of her cunt suddenly increased, and her clit felt ready to burst.

A low moan came from her, a moan that sounded very much like a growl. Her hands moved to her son's hips, moved around them, cupping his small, very tight ass in her palms. Her gaze darted up to his face for a moment. Her eyes were glazed with erotic heat. Another moan bubbled from her, and suddenly she shoved her face into her son's cock and balls, kissing wildly, sobbing with pleasure.

Tommy's body shook as he stared down at the top of his mother's head. He didn't know what was going on, why his mother was doing this, but he knew he liked it and he wasn't about to try and stop her. He liked the way her moist lips kissed about his thighs, his stomach; the way his cock rubbed her cheeks and chin. Her mouth on his prick felt better than jacking off.

Karen, still making soft sobbing sounds drew back and looked at her son's cock and balls again. She held the cheeks of his ass tightly now. "Oh, Tommy!" she moaned. "I can't stand it! I just can't stand looking at it this way! I want to… oh, I've got to…"

Karen darted her face forward, her mouth opening wide. She gobbled her son's dangling cock into her mouth, making muffled wailing sounds. Clutching at the cheeks of his shaking ass, Karen mouthed his cock hungrily, her tongue licking. She drew his prick deep into her hot mouth, her lips pressed against the base, writhing and twisting wetly. She devoured Tommy's cock so aggressively he was almost knocked off balance. He grabbed at his mother's head to steady himself, and Karen felt her son pull her face tighter into his crotch. Taking this as evidence her son wanted her to suck him off, she began to fuck her lips back and forth on his cock, her tongue pressing his cock against the roof of her mouth.

"Mother! Ohh, Mother!" Tommy yelped, staring at her, watching her lips swirl around his cock as she sucked back and forth. He wasn't sure what to do. He felt as if his prick had been suddenly plunged into a scalding wetness, but a scalding wetness that felt better than his fist, so much better. What was happening to him was undreamed of, so erotic that his emotions swirled crazily as he watched his mother sucking his cock.