Kathy Andrews - Flasher mom

Karen felt her son's cock swelling inside her mouth, becoming hard quickly. As his prick grew, she was amazed at how stuffed her mouth seemed to become. The throbbing heat of Tommy's cock was so different than other pricks she had sucked on. She didn't know what the difference was, only that sucking her son's cock gave her more excitement, created more hunger than any other. She wasn't sure why she was here on her knees, sucking her son's cock so frantically. All she knew was that seeing him come all over the floor had triggered something inside her and then, with his cock so close to her mouth, she had become helpless to fight her erotic desires. Nothing could have prevented her from taking his cock into her mouth. Nothing!

Tommy's cock was very hard now. Her lips slid back and forth with wicked wet heat. Tommy still clung to the back of her head, although he was no longer in danger of falling backwards. Karen held his ass cheeks tightly with her hands, jerking his cock into her mouth as she went forward, trying to get her son to fuck her mouth. She wanted him to fuck her mouth violently, to bang onto her lips until they became bruised. She wanted his balls to beat on her chin. She wanted her son to yank her head forward, to pull her mouth onto his cock as he fucked in, drove that swollen prick head into her hot, constricted throat. She wanted him to fuck her mouth as if her mouth were her cunt, to fuck into her mouth with his beautiful, hard sweet cock!

But Tommy didn't know what she wanted. In any event, his mind wasn't really working. All his emotions were centered at his cock and balls, feeling the sensations of his mother's wet, hot mouth.

Karen sucked in frenzy on Tommy's cock, jerking his prick into her mouth, ramming her lips onto his cock, gurgling as ecstasy swirled about her body. She had never wanted to suck a cock off as much as she did at this moment. The overpowering need to suck her son off, to have him spewing his young come into her mouth and down her throat was a compulsion she could not resist. The way his cock throbbed between her lips, the beat of his prick searing her, sliding over her tongue, the head of his cock almost penetrating her throat. Kane moaned with cock-hungry ecstasy, sucking at Tommy's prick like a demented woman thirsty for the sweetness of his young, hairless, precious balls.

She clung to his tight ass, her fingers digging into the crack of his ass, her palms holding tightly, pulling him into her face with a brutal force as she sucked. Her tongue made wild, hot swirling motions, licking and pressing. Her rich dark hair danced and bounced in her fury of cock sucking hunger.

Tommy was dancing on his feet as the sensation of coming grew inside his tight young balls. He moved his hips, wondering what he should do. As the ecstasy of impending discharge bubbled hotter, he didn't care what he was supposed to do. He could not have taken his cock from his mother's mouth no matter if the roof fell in… not now.

Karen was unprepared when her son came. She had been sucking greedily, demanding his come juice. Still, when he started squirting into her mouth, she was surprised.

The thick come shot from his piss hole and splashed at the back of her throat. For a very brief moment, she wasn't sure what had happened. The next spurt of come coated her tongue, and the heavenly taste of her son's spunk made her sob wetly, her lips closed tighter yet. She fucked her mouth back and forth on his spewing cock, letting his come fill her mouth before she swallowed. Thick, creamy, sweet come flooded into her mouth, making her wail in a muffled way. Her fingers dug harshly into his shaking ass cheeks as she sucked as herd as she could on his gushing cock. Tommy's come rushed out of his piss hole like water out of a hose, filling her mouth so full, seeping from the stretched corners of her mouth and dripping onto her chin. She had never sucked a cock that came so much in her life. But then, she had never sucked the cock of a very young boy before.

She stopped fucking her mouth back and forth when her son finished coming. She held the head of his prick between her lips and used her tongue to lick his piss hole, finally swallowing his come greedily. His sweet jism burned down her throat, making her moan with pleasure.

Karen had been so involved in sucking her son off that she wasn't sure if she had came or sot. The crotch of her panties was soaked, but that didn't necessarily mean she had come.

Letting her son's cock slip out of her mouth, she wiped at her chin and the corners of her lips with dainty motions, looking up at him. Her eyes searched his expression for disgust or at least for a sign of embarrassment.

There was none. Only pleasure was visible in her son's bright eyes.

Karen tossed and turned in bed.

The day had been a wild one. She had not intended to expose herself at the air terminal – it happened by accident at first, but then it felt so good to her that she carried it to the point of fucking that unknown man in a public telephone booth. That had been crazy enough, but then she had deliberately excited that silver-haired man until he had come in his pants. She could not deny the excitement she had felt. Karen was not one to deny any kind of pleasure, especially erotic pleasure.

At least for herself.

She knew, now, that Tommy had been allowing cute little Cathy from next door to see his cock. It was obvious to Karen that Tommy enjoyed exposing himself, at least to Cathy. Perhaps he had urges similar to his mother's. Maybe her son derived pleasure by flashing his cock the same way she became excited when she flashed her body.

The thing that excited Karen most of all was that he had allowed her to suck his cock off. Tommy had not been embarrassed, ashamed, or disgusted with her. He had enjoyed having his mother suck his prick as much as she had enjoyed sucking his cock. The come from his balls still lingered in her mouth. She liked that. Most times after she had sucked someone off, the taste lasted for only a short time, but the come from her son cock was still in her mouth.

She kicked the sheet off, finding it too warm on her body. She had turned the air-conditioning off before going to bed, and now wished she had left it on. The night had not cooled off as she had thought it would, and it was even more humid.

The thermostat was down the hall, just outside her son's room. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed, standing up. Her long gown fell to her feet, the almost-transparent material clinging to her body, molding to it.

She stepped out into the hall, flicking the light on. Gliding quietly to the thermostat so she wouldn't disturb her son, she reset it and the cool air came humming into the house.

Tommy, as wide-awake as his mother, saw her near his door. Her gown clung to her tall, slender body, and, with the light on, he could see through the gown. Her long legs were excitingly revealed to his eyes, as was the swell of her ass. He strained his eyes and could just make out the fuzz of her cunt from behind.

"Mother," he whispered.

"Oh!" Karen yelped, jumping. "You scared me," she said, turning to see him in the shadows of his room. "I thought you were sleeping, honey."

"It's too hot," he said.

She stood looking at him, knowing her body was outlined by the light. He had kicked his sheet to the foot of his bed, and she saw he wore only shorts. Her gaze went immediately to the front of his shorts, searching for the bulge of his cock. But it was too dark in his room for her to see that well.

"I can see you, Mother," Tommy said. "I can see through your gown."

"You can? Really?"

"Almost everything," her son replied, giggling in a naughty way. "I've seen you before this way, too. I'm always looking."

"At me? Why would you be looking at me, baby?"