"That hard cock!" she wailed. "So hard and in my ass! Davy, oh Davy, fuck my ass! It's driving me crazy, darling! Fuck that ass hard and fast and deep! Ohhh, I want to feel you come in my ass, Davy!"
Molly's head lifted from the floor, her neck taut. Her eyes were closed, with hot tears seeping out of them. Her cunt seemed to explode. The contractions of her orgasm swelled outward from her cunt, spreading the length of her naked body, consuming her. She began to scream with intense ecstasy. Her asshole clutched at her son's cock, the spasms causing it to suck greedily. She smashed his balls hard against her cunt, and rammed her ass onto his throbbing cock, feeling his feverish flesh against hers.
She heard her son grunt at the same time she felt the boiling thick juice of his balls splash the strangely sensitive walls of her asshole. Her orgasm suddenly increased, and then the spasms shot through her like some sort of fit. Her whole body shook, her toes curling up. Molly thought it would never end, and when it did, she found herself stretched flat out on the floor, her son resting on top of her, the head of his cock caught inside her asshole. A shiver ripped about her briefly, the cheeks of her ass clamping.
"Ohhhh, Davy, that was... I don't know what it was, but it almost killed me," she moaned. "It was so good, honey."
Davy lifted his hips, and his cock pulled free of her asshole. Molly stretched flat out on her stomach, hands above her head, legs slightly parted. She listened to her son's breathing at her side. The pressure against her tits and cunt felt good. There was a throb in and around her asshole.
"I didn't count on getting fucked in the ass," she said softly. "I thought you'd just lick it and kiss a little."
"I saw your asshole, Mother," Davy said. "I saw it and tasted it and, well, my cock was so hard, and your ass was up in the air."
"Hey, I'm not complaining," she said, rolling over onto her back. "Once you were in there, it was fantastic." She placed her hand on his knee, stroking it lightly. "It felt so good, you can do it again, anytime you wish."
Davy's face brightened, and his hand cupped one of her firm tits.
"Mmmm, squeeze it for me," she purred softly.
Davy fondled his mother's tits, using both hands. Her nipples lifted into hardness, tingling sweetly.
"Suck my tits, honey," Molly cooed.
Davy lowered his face, squeezing one tit until her nipple bulged up. His tongue touched the tip, and Molly gasped softly. Swirling his tongue about his mother's tit, he looked up into her eyes. Molly's eyes were taking on a glaze once more, her hips moving slowly. She had one hand on her lower stomach, and moved her fingers through the soft hair of her cunt. A fingertip touched her long clit, and she shuddered. Davy closed his mouth about her nipple, sucking it deeply. Molly gurgled as he pulled on her tit with his mouth, sliding her other hand to his cock. She wrapped her fingers about her son's cock and squeezed, then began to pull on it. She was rewarded by the feel of it starting to harden again.
Davy swirled his tongue from one tit to the other, sucking each. Molly moaned softly as the pleasure began to build again inside her body. She worked her fingers along the puffy lips of her cunt, circling her clit, then pressuring it with her fingertips. She lifted her hips, the cheeks of her ass bunching. She could still feel the tingling throb in her asshole, but now it was her cunt that needed attention.
She pressed her other hand at her son's head, urging his face down her body. Davy didn't resist, and his lips and tongue moved across her hot flesh. He lapped beneath his mother's tits, then swirled his tongue downward, tasting her flesh. He dipped his tongue into her belly button, making Molly gurgle with delight. Shivers rippled up and down her skin. Her fingers rubbed up and down the swollen lips of her pulsating cunt faster. She felt her son's breath fanning the soft hair of her cunt, then his tongue was running through it.
"Lick me, baby," she hissed. "Lick Mother's cunt!"
Davy made a soft moan, then buried his face into the hairy wetness of his mother's cunt. He kissed the pulsating lips, then sucked them into his mouth. Molly arched her hips to her son, pressing at the back of his head and grinding her cunt at his face. She closed her hot thighs around his face, pumping up and down.
"Use your tongue, Davy!" she gasped. "Oh, Lord, use your tongue like a cock! Tonguefuck Mother's wet, hot cunt! Ohhh, that's good, Davy! That's so good!"
Davy's tongue stabbed into the sweet wetness of his mother's cunt, bringing a wail of pleasure from Molly. She swung her legs wide open, rubbing her fiery pussy about his face. She kept pressing at the back of his head, as if trying to get his head into her greedy cunt. With a cry of rapture, she closed her legs about her son's head again, smashing his face hard.
"Oh, Davy, eat me!" she sobbed. "Eat Mother's cunt! I love to have my pussy sucked, licked! Oh, you're so good at it, baby!"
Davy slurped noisily, his tongue sliding in and out of her cunt wildly, then drawing his lips up to suck powerfully on her distended cunt. The suction brought an intense moan from Molly, and she clawed at her son's legs, pulling him until she had a knee on each side of her head. She gazed with hot, wet eyes up at his cock and balls, seeing them throb. She stroked her hands up and down his thighs, cupping the cheeks of his spreading ass. She peered hungrily at his puckered asshole, all the while twisting and grinding her cunt into his greedily sucking mouth.
With a mewl, Molly shoved her face up, kissing at his tight balls, her tongue swirling and licking. She sucked at her son's hairless balls, taking both into her mouth. She sobbed softly with the taste, her nose pressing close to his asshole. His cock scooted against her tits, the heat if it blistering her flesh. Clutching the cheeks of Davy's ass, Molly licked and tasted and kissed and sucked the whole expanse of his crotch. Feverishly she pulled his hard prick back and stuffed it into her mouth, taking it deep. Immediately, Davy began pumping up and down, fucking his mother's mouth and sucking and licking at her cunt with renewed vigor. Molly slammed her ass up and down, crushing her wet, hot cunt mindlessly into his face.
Davy's balls swung up and down against her nose while he drove his cock wickedly into his mother's hungry mouth. His tongue stabbed back and forth, licking up the steaming, sweet juices seeping out of her hairy cunt. Molly hung on tight to his bouncing ass, her fingers curled into her stretching ass cheeks, jerking him downward to make his swollen cockhead penetrate her throat.
Without saying anything, Molly shoved his cock from her mouth and as her cunt raced toward orgasm, began to suck and lick at his balls and asshole heatedly. She rammed her tongue up her son's asshole, fucking in and out, then back to his balls, feeling deliciously perverse. His cock began to slide between her tits, smearing them with his dripping juices. She arched her cunt hard into his mouth, squealing into his crotch.
She was sucking hard on his balls and trying to press her nose into his tightly puckered ass when she came.
The power of her orgasm sent her naked body shaking, her hips twirling as she banged her cunt harshly into her son's face. While her cunt exploded with ecstasy, Molly shoved her hands off her ass and closed her tits about his cock. Davy began to fuck swiftly into the valley, his balls and asshole banging into her face. Molly's tongue darted out of her mouth, tasting his balls and asshole, feeling his hot hardness against her tits, her cunt convulsing mindlessly.
"Come!" she shouted.
With a muffled grunt, Davy's cock spurted the hot come juice from his piss hole. The thick, creamy come juice splattered Molly's tits, increasing her orgasm with stronger contractions. She wailed into his ass, her tongue racing, urging him to come and come all over her tits. Davy, while he came, kept tongue fucking his mother's squeezing cunt.
Then he sagged on top of her. His legs stretched out past her head, and Molly's face was in his ass. Her own legs straightened, too, spread wide as her son rested his cheek against her twitching cunt.
They rested a moment, then Molly felt her son squirming. When he started to roll from her, she grabbed at his ass, keeping him in position. His cock, soft and moi
st rested on her tits, and she wanted to hold the feeling as long as she could. Davy stopped squirming, relaxing on top of her. She caressed his ass and the backs of his thighs tenderly.
When she felt the warm wetness drenching her tits, she gurgled, knowing her son was pissing. She hugged him round his ass, pressing his cock tight against her tits, feeling the heat of his hot piss soaking her naked tits.
While Davy was still pissing, she put her hands on his hips and urged him lift up. As he drew his knees back under again, Molly dipped her chin down and saw the golden piss spewing from his cock, splashing over her firm, upstanding tits. She squealed softly with pleasure, and began to spurt piss against her son's resting cheek. Davy felt it, and pressed his cheek tighter into his mother's cunt. But that wasn't enough for Molly.
She pulled her son's hips back, and mewled as the hot piss streamed along her chest and then her neck. She pulled until her son's cock was a few inches from her face, taking the delicious, golden piss into her face. Davy, too, lifted his head. He stared at he hairy lips of his mother's cunt, seeing her pissing a strong stream. As his mother opened her mouth, Davy lowered his face into the hot stream of his mother's piss, gurgling softly. Molly tasted her son's piss between her lips, and spread her mouth wide. She didn't swallow, but let her mouth fill and run over her cheeks.
Davy began to suck at his mother's piss, his lips opened and around her cunt. Molly saw his cock jerk, and knew he was about finished. Eagerly, she lifted her head and closed her lips about the head of his cock, letting him finish pissing directly into her mouth, and she began to swallow wetly.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Molly kept thinking about what happened at the shopping center. The more she thought about it, the more she realized how much she had enjoyed it. Not necessarily sucking the cock of some strange man, but sucking her son off in a place where discovery was possible. She realized she had enjoyed it, too, when her dress had blown up.
She had never really thought of herself as an exhibitionist, at least not much of one. She found sonic mild pleasure in wearing skirts slit high to show off her legs, tight enough to mold to her shapely ass or tits. Most women enjoyed that sort of exhibitionism, she knew. Otherwise they wouldn't wear such clothing. But she knew now that she wanted to expose more of herself than just a tightly clad ass, her long legs, or firm, upstanding tits behind tight sweaters and blouses.
Many times she had seen a girl or woman reveal their enticing thighs, and sometimes their panties, by sitting carelessly in public places. Now she understood why they did so.
"I see your cunt, Mother," Davy said, breaking into her thoughts.
She smiled at him, opening her legs a bit more.
She was sitting on the front lawn, enjoying the hot weather, watching her son work on his bicycle. She had no idea what he was doing; anything mechanical was a mystery to her. He had chains and gears and tiny little metal pieces out of his bike, and was smearing some thick looking stuff on them. He was in his cut-offs, as usual. She wore a skirt and blouse, but was totally naked underneath.
Molly's eyes dropped significantly to the front of his cut-offs, drawing her knees to her chin. Her skirt covered her knees, but from his position, Davy could see the backs of her creamy thighs and the hairy lips of her cunt. The fact that she was facing the sidewalk excited her. If someone should walk by, they, too, would see her cunt. Some boys and girls were up the sheet, riding bicycles and tossing a ball, but no one was anywhere near them to see her exposure.
"Look all you want, darling," she murmured. "I don't mind if you see my cunt out here."
"I might get a hard-on," he grinned back at her. "Then what?"
"Anything you want," she teased, licking her lips with her pink tongue. "Anything at all."
Molly adjusted her skirt so she was sitting with her naked ass on the lawn. She looked at the boys and girls down the street, ready to lower her legs if one of them started toward them. Letting her son see her pussy outside this way was exciting.
She noticed the head of her son's cock could be seen, barely, past the fringe of his cut-offs. It pleased her that he wasn't wearing shorts, even those new hip-hugging ones. They were for play anyway.
When she saw a little girl coming toward them, Molly shoved her feet out, her legs straight on the lawn, her skirt covering her knees. The girl was a cute little blonde, the cuddly type, she saw. She was wearing a pair of very tight shorts, her exquisite little ass revealed by the tightness. Her legs were long and slim, tanned beautifully. Molly glanced at the front of the girl's T-shirt and saw only the very tiny beginnings of tits.
"Hi, Davy," the girl said as she stood near Davy. "Whatcha doing?"
"Fixing my bike," he replied.
Molly glanced at the head of his cock, wondering if the girl could see it, too. She saw the shorts of the girl were high and tight, and her little pink panties were showing. So many girls today wore shorts with the cheeks of their asses showing, she thought, and this little girl was no different. She wished it had been possible when she was this girl's age.
There was something sweet and innocently delicious about the little girl's body, those creamy slim thighs and rounded tight ass. Molly found herself wondering what it would be like to bury her face into that lovely little ass, to taste that succulent cunt, perhaps thrust her tongue into the small asshole. Then she imagined seeing the little girl pissing, perhaps squatting, knees wide open, her pretty face radiant with pleasure. She felt her own cunt starting to throb against the soft grass, and gazed at her son's cock again. She paid no attention to their conversation, although she noticed that her son peeked up between the girl's thighs secretly.
She imagined seeing her son fucking the girl, his cock stabbing into her tight, sweet, cunt. Her long clit became swollen and she wondered if she was about to come just thinking such things. The grass tickled her naked ass, and she gazed hungrily at the little girl's body. She turned her eyes back to the head of her son's cock, and almost giggled when she saw it starting to harden, stretching outward.
Someone called the little girl, and with a wave, she ran off to join the group down the street.
Watching that cute ass twist as the girl ran, Molly pulled her knees back to her chin again, and when she looked back at her son, the head of his cock was sticking from his shorts.
"You wanted to fuck her, didn't you, Davy?" she asked softly.
"I saw her panties, Mother," Davy said, staring at his mother's once-again exposed thighs and cunt. "I wonder if she fucks."
"All girls fuck," Molly said. "The right place, the right time, the right person... they'll all fuck. Just like men."
Davy wasn't working on his bike now; he was sitting there, greasy, staring at his mother's cunt, his cock stretching outward, almost half of it showing now. Molly licked her lips, swallowing with hunger. Deliberately, she began to piss. She didn't piss hard and strong, but just enough so her son could see the golden piss dribble from her hairy cunt to the grass. Davy's eyes widened with pleasure, his cock jerking into a full hardness.
Giggling, Molly lifted herself until she was squatting. She kept her skirt at her knees so no one could see, but her knees were open for her son's eyes. She didn't mind if her skirt became wet as it draped about her ass.
Once she was squatting, she let it go with force. The golden stream spewed out with a hissing sound, the curls of her pussy hair getting wet.
"Your cock is showing, baby," she said huskily.
"Yeah," Davy replied, staring at his mother's pissing cunt.
Playfully, Molly spurted piss in short bursts, giggling lewdly. She twisted her hips, trying to make designs with piss. By the time she finished, her son's cock was stretched in full hardness from his cut-offs.
"I want that," Molly whispered in a thick voice.
"Not out here, Mother," he said, grinning at her.
"Why not?" she teased. "We might have an orgy." She glanced at the group of boys and girls down the street. "But you're right, we better go in."
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br /> "Like this?" Davy asked, pointing at his cock.
"How else?" she said, standing up. The insides of her thighs were wet, with piss or pussy juice, she didn't know or care.
Turning, she walked to the door, pausing to look over her shoulder to see if her son was following. She saw him look nervously down the street, then try to adjust his hard-on when he got to his feet. It didn't work; the head of his cock kept sticking out from his shorts.
"I'd say you better hurry if you don't want someone to see that precious hard-on," Molly said, opening the door. On an impulse, she flipped the back of her skirt to her waist, waggling her naked ass. "Take that, honey."
She giggled and wiggled, she didn't care if someone saw her waggling her naked ass; her cunt was on fire and desperate for her son's cock.
Davy came to the house, walking fast, the head of his cock leading the way. The moment he was inside the house, he shut the door, jerking his shorts aside so his cock and balls were free. With a squeal of eagerness, Molly held her skirt around her waist, and dropped to her hands and knees in the middle of the floor.
"Ran it to me!" she urged hotly. "Ram that beautiful hard cock up my cunt hard and fast! Don't fuck around, Davy! Fuck me hard and fast, quickly!"
Davy went to his knees and behind his mother, grabbing at her naked ass with both hands. His cock stabbed with perfect aim, penetrating Molly's cunt with a single stab, Molly groaned. The immediate response of her cunt was to clutch tightly, her clit burning.
Holding his mother's ass, Davy pounded frantically, smacking against his mother's upturned, churning ass.
"Oh, fuck me hard!" Molly moaned, feeling her tits swinging inside her blouse from the force of his inward thrusts. "Fuck me hard as you can, Davy!"
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