Kathy Andrews - My peeping mom

"Oh, baby, baby!" she wailed as her fingers clawed at the tablecloth. "Oh, God, Bobby! Ohhh! Ahhh, darling!"

"Mom… Mom… Mom!" Bobby chanted with each powerful thrust of his cock.

She felt her clitoris become painfully distended, swollen into a fiery knot. Her cunt was so wet, she could hear moist, sucking sounds as her son drove his prick in and out. His prick felt very hard. It was throbbing as it went deep. Bobby seemed to enjoy plunging his cock as far as he could into her cunt and holding it there for a moment, grinding from side to side, then withdrawing to thrust again.

The orgasms started once more. At first they were slow and mild, and the series of convulsions sent ecstasy flowing through her. Then she was whimpering softly, urging her son to fuck her harder and faster.

"More! More!" she whimpered faintly. "Fuck hard and fast, baby! Oh, God… more!"

Janice's cunt tightened on her son's, cock. It squeezed at his prick, sucking and drawing in that liquid heat. Her son was now fucking her so fast and hard that his cock actually slipped from her cunt, only to plunge back in. That was something new to her, and she screamed a long wail of delight.

Then her son lunged against her, his lower stomach tight upon her creamy ass cheeks. His cock was deep, throbbing. The gushing of his sweet come juice flooded her receptive cunt, sending Janice into a shattering orgasm of one final spasm. Her son held himself deep inside her as he came, and when he finished, his cock remained there. Janice felt his body shaking against, her ass, and she, too, was reluctant to let it end.

As his cock pulled out, she gave a low moan. For a while she couldn't move. She knew her son was gazing at her naked, shapely, satiny ass and thighs, but she couldn't move. She felt pleasure with his eyes on her.

After a while, she lifted from the table and turned to face him. Bobby had slumped into a chair, his legs straight out. His cock, glistening with the mixture of her cunt juice and his come juice, drew her eyes immediately.

"Bobby, what's…"

"Mom, I loved that!" he interrupted her with a wide grin. "Hey, can I see you! Naked, I mean? Mom, can I see you without your clothes on?"

Janice felt her face flush with a twinge of embarrassment. The excitement on her son's face was bright, and he certainly wasn't embarrassed, she saw. But to have him look upon her naked body… that embarrassed her for some reason. She was not, however, embarrassed because he had fucked her.

His eyes were so bright, so eager, she found herself nodding.

"In… in the bedroom," she stammered, turning her eyes away from him, her face flaming.

She moved on shaking legs to her bedroom, feeling her son following her. Inside the bedroom, she turned to face her son.

He had removed his pajama bottoms and had them in his hand. He stood proudly, not ashamed or embarrassed by his nakedness. His cock still gleamed with the fluids from her cunt.

"You promised," he said.

"I didn't prom…" she started to say, then stopped. Her nod had been, in a way, a promise. Her face burned again as she pulled her robe off. She inched her long nightgown up. Then she found it difficult to look at her son as she stood naked before him.

Bobby's hot eyes moved over his mother's body. She had lovely soft chestnut hair, hair that hung just below her shoulders. Her eyes, dark and fiery, were almost an almond shape. Her nose was small, and her mouth full and moist. Her flesh was creamy and without a blemish to mar her beauty. Her tits, still firm, arched from her chest in a tight, springy manner. Her nipples, rigid now, were set in large, pebbled circles. Her waist was narrow and her stomach flat. At the base of her stomach, Bobby gazed at the lush triangle of dark, curling cunt hair. Her hips were rounded, flowing gracefully into long, slender thighs of smooth flesh.

Her face became a deeper red as her son gazed at her, she cupped her hand behind her and looked at her son with shy eyes.

Bobby, however, was not at all shy. His cock lifted as he gazed at his mother's beautiful, inviting, naked body. His expression was that of a boy filled with intense desire.

She stood in the middle of the bedroom floor, and her son walked around her. He stood behind her for a while, looking at her swelling, flawlessly shaped ass. The cheeks were round and firm, with a deep, tantalizing crack. She felt her son touch her ass, then he cupped the cheeks, giving her a squeeze. Again he was in front of her.

"I wanna see between your legs, Mom," he said, still showing no embarrassment, only bubbling excitement.

Janice stepped back until her legs touched the bed. She sat down, then spread her legs wide. Her son gazed between her legs. Her cunt was hairy, with strands of hair along each lip, then disappearing into the crack of her ass. The lips of her pussy were moist and pink, with the tip of her clitoris poking out. She lay back on the bed, her legs held wide open.

She covered her embarrassed eyes with one arm.

She felt her son's eyes move about her naked body, listened to his heavy breathing. She knew she should not feel this shyness, not after sucking his cock off and fucking her son twice, yet she could not help it.

She felt the bed move as her son climbed onto it. Then his hands were moving all over her body, touching and caressing and exploring. He fondled her tits, slipped his hand down her trembling stomach and through the curls of her cunt hair. She felt him cup her pussy for a moment, then probe into it with a finger. As his finger slipped into her cunt, she was unable to stop her hips from lifting upward to meet it.

"Oh, God! Bobby…"

"You feel good, Mom," he said in a strangled voice. "You feel hot and wet and good! You're prettier than the girl next door, Mom!"

That pleased her.

"I'm gonna do it again," she heard him say. Peeking from beneath her arm, she watched her son climb on top of her. His cock brushed along her thigh as he moved between them, leaving a trail of moisture on her flesh. As his cock slipped into her cunt, she suddenly flung her arms about him, holding him tightly against her body. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them about his hips, locking her ankles over the backs of his thighs.

"Ohhh, Bobby!"

As her son began plunging his cock into her gripping cunt, Janice moved her hands down his back quickly. She clutched at his bunching ass cheeks, her fingers digging hard, as she started churning her cunt up and down, banging her hairy pussy against his cock. His balls beat against her squirming ass. He panted and grunted in a wild effort as he fucked her with mindless enthusiasm. She felt her son kissing at her shoulder as he hunched up and down. She dug her ringers into his bouncing ass cheeks harder, grinding up against him without embarrassment now.

She felt her son trying to get his hand under her twisting, jerking hips. When he closed his fingers about one of her tight ass cheeks, Janice wailed with ecstasy and pumped frantically up at him.

"Bobby, Bobby."

"Mom, oh, Mom!"

Janice slammed her boiling cunt up and down violently, her hands clutching his naked ass and drawing his cock into her pussy frantically. She was gasping with the ecstasy that his cock was producing inside her velvety cunt. She wasn't sure his cock was scraping her inflamed clitoris or if it was the base of his prick that was making her come with powerful convulsions. Her clitoris seemed about to melt from her cunt, and the hair-lined lips sucked hungrily.

"Oh, God, Bobby!"

Heat was searing her nerves. Her naked body was shaking as she pumped her crotch up and down in a frenzy, fucking his hard cock. The orgasms that rumbled through her were becoming more and more powerful. Her mind was reeling from the erotic fucking. Her eyes were open, rolling in their sockets. The hot breath of her son against her naked shoulders excited her as much as his cock was exciting her cunt.