She offered her shorts to him again, but Billy still refused.
“You’re no fun, baby,” she pouted, pulling the shorts back to her face. “You promised, too.”
“I promised to lick your cunt, Mother,” he said. “I didn’t promise to taste piss.”
Donna spread her legs wide, thrusting her cunt forward. “Then lick my pussy, Billy.”
Without thinking, Billy shoved his face to his mother’s cunt. His tongue was swiping along the wet pussy slit before he realized it. Then, as he tasted his mother’s piss on her cunt, he started to pull back.
“Oh, no!” Donna moaned. “A promise is a promise! Eat my pussy, baby! You promised to suck Mother’s cunt!”
Billy didn’t try to resist. He pushed his mouth into her pussy, tasting the fuck juices and piss together. To his surprise, he found them delicious. He wiggled his tongue along the hairy slit of his mother’s cunt, dragging his tongue to her clitoris. Donna squealed and began to grind her pussy into his face, holding the back of his head.
“Ohhhh, stick it to me!” she groaned. “Fuck my cunt, baby! Oooooh, fuck me with your tongue! Lick my wet cunt, my hot pussy! Suck me! Ohhhh, suck Mother’s wet cunt, you sweet, fucking little cuntlicker!”
Billy’s tongue darted in and out of the tight lips of his mother’s cunt, tonguefucking her and sucking the fuck juices out. He swallowed the pussy juices, fucking his tongue back and forth faster and faster. The taste of her piss added to his enjoyment, and the piss-wet feel of her hot inner thighs on his head increased the throbbing of his cock. He ran his hands up the back of her wet thighs to her ass. Clenching the cheeks of his mother’s naked ass in both hands, Billy slurped happily, driving his tongue deeply, then swirling about her swollen clitoris. He sucked at his mother’s clitoris hard, bringing squeals of pleasure from her. Donna spread her thighs and shoved her hot, hairy cunt into her son’s face, bending him back. The only things keeping him from sprawling onto his back were her hands holding the back of his head, his hands on her naked, shaking ass.
“Eat Mother’s pussy!” she squealed. “Ohhhh, Billy, suck Mother’s cunt! Suck the hot juice right out of Mother’s pissy-wet pussy. Lick the piss off my cunt! Lick me and fuck me and eat me! Ooooh, you’ll make me come so fucking hard! What a tongue you have, baby! I love it, love it, love it! Ram your sweet tongue up Mother’s cunt… fuck… suck I’m getting so fucking close!”
Her body trembled uncontrollably, her cunt smashing into her son’s sucking mouth powerfully, battering his lips and tongue. Billy held tightly to his mother’s grinding, thrashing ass, squeezing hard at the creamy asscheeks. He panted and gasped, his nose buried into the piss-wet hair that covered her boiling cunt. His tongue was up her pussy part of the time, swishing hungrily about her inflamed clitoris the other part. Donna could hear the wet sucking sounds her son made, which greatly enhanced the erotic sensations she felt. Her cunt was expanding and gripping with ripples of her swiftly approaching orgasm.
“Ohhhhh, Billy!” she screamed.
Her cunt exploded against her son’s face. Billy fucked his tongue into his mother’s cunt, feeling the gripping contractions. He felt her clitoris make tight spasms against his upper lip, and he sucked in air quickly. The scent of his mother’s piss was making his mind spin with lust.
He hung on for dear life, and sucked.
CHAPTER FOUR
They had a late dinner.
Donna could hardly believe they had been at it so long, that her son was still eager and willing.
She wore a man’s shirt, white, which failed to conceal the lovely cheeks of her ass or the curls of her cunt. The three top buttons were left open, and her tits peeked provocatively at her son everytime she leaned over. She knew how she looked, and she could see the interest in her son’s eyes.
Wearing something that revealed while it teased had value, Donna knew. Eliciting expectations was more exciting than showing total nakedness, sometimes. Not always, but sometimes. Billy was in his shorts, a white pair of jockey shorts that cupped his cock and balls sweetly. She loved to see the bulge they made, the way his ass was framed in them.
After she had cleaned and straightened the kitchen, they went back to the living room, where she turned on a light. Then, with her back to him, she bent far over to select something for the stereo. Billy, sitting on the couch, watched his mother’s ass become exposed as the white shirt lifted. He could see the dark hair of her cunt as she leaned over. Donna peeked at him over her shoulder.
“Do you like the view, baby?”
“It’s beautiful, Mother,” he replied.
She shook her ass, making her cunt pooch between her thighs. Donna kept her ass waggling lewdly as she fitted a tape into the deck, and then soft music came on. She stood and faced her son, writhing her ass sensuously. This was what had started them today, she remembered, her lewd dancing for him. But that had been going on for some time, and it had just boiled over today. She lifted the shirt, flashing her cunt at him, twirled about and raised the shirt in back, shaking her beautiful ass. She danced about the room, flashing her tits, her cunt, her ass, for her son’s enjoyment.
“Now, this is a flashdance,” she laughed. “Not like that movie. That girl didn’t flash anything. I’m flashing everything I have.”
“Go, Mother!” he encouraged. “Shake your ass… shake your tits!”
“You just watch me shake them!”
Donna went into a vigorous, body-twisting dance designed for one thing only — to make her son’s cock hard. Swinging her hips, her knees driving up and down, Donna jerked at her shirt, ripping buttons until her tits were showing, jumping up and down vigorously as she danced. Her nipples jutted out hard, and she swung her legs apart so show her son her cunt. Twisting about, she shook and churned her ass, flapping the shirt up and down. She bunched the cheeks of her ass together, relaxed them, then humped her hips back and forth.
Then she leaned over, her hands on the floor. The cheeks of her ass parted. Billy was staring at his mother’s hairy cunt and ass, watching the hairlined lips of her cunt suck inward, the ring of her tan asshole puckering. Donna peered with hot, excited eyes between her legs at her son.
“See anything you’d like to stick your cock in?”
Billy lowered his eyes to his mother’s upside-down face, seeing her moist lips.
“Your mouth, Mother,” he said.
Donna twisted her ass. “What about anything else?”
Billy gazed her cunt, seeing her pussy glisten wetly with juices, the hair making her cunt very, very tempting.
“Your cunt?” he asked, not understanding what his mother was getting at.
“Anything else?”
“Your ass!” he groaned finally. “Your asshole, Mother!”
“Oooh, you’re nice, baby,” she mewled. “You want to fuck Mother’s mouth and fuck her cunt and now you want to fuck me in the ass. You’re very nice, baby.”
Billy stood up, his cock pressing against his shorts.
“Take them off,” she hissed. “Take those fucking shorts off and let Mother see that hard cock!”
Billy quickly stripped his shorts off, dropping them on the couch. His cock stood up, pointing at the ceiling. His balls were full and swollen. Donna mewled softly, holding herself up with one hand and rubbing the other between her thighs. Billy watched her rub at her cunt, then his eyes burned as she fingered her own asshole.
Very slowly, Donna pressed her middle finger into her ass. Billy’s cock jerked upward, a glistening drop of liquid forming on his piss hole. Donna shoved her finger completely into her asshole until her knuckles were against her ass ring. Then she pushed and pulled the finger in and out, fingerfucking herself in the ass.
“Your cock would feel so much better,” she said. “Your cock would make Mother’s asshole feel so good! Want to fuck Mother up this tight asshole, baby?”
Billy walked to his mother’s uplifted ass, his cock leading the way, his eyes gazing at her finger which was fucking
in and out of her ass. When he was close to her, he rubbed the dripping head of his cock along the back of one thigh, then up and down her juicy cunt. Donna squealed softly as she pulled her finger out of her asshole. She gripped his balls tightly.
“Ram it in my ass, Billy!” she cried. “Ram your hard cock up Mother’s ass! Please, fuck my ass!”
Billy angled his cock to his mother’s asshole. He held her hips with strong fingers, watching the head of his prick pressing upon the tight heat of that ring. Donna clung to his balls, holding he breath, almost standing on her head for him. She shoved her head down farther until she could watch his balls and see her own cunt.
“Push!” she hissed.
But it was she who pushed.
Donna pressed her uplifted ass back, feeling the pressure of his cock poking at the ring of her asshole. She sobbed softly as she felt his swollen prickhead starting to penetrate. She felt her asshole stretching, felt a slight burning sensation. Billy, staring at the way his mother’s asshole sank inward, gripped her hips tightly and fucked forward.
“Ohhhh, yes!” Donna cried as her son’s cock fucked into her asshole. “Oh, yes, yes, yes!”
The tightness gripped Billy’s cock. He couldn’t believe how tight her ass was. He fucked forward, watching his mother’s asshole stretching and taking his cock. With her hand gripping his balls, his cock going into the boiling depths of her asshole, Billy fought to hold back a threatening discharge. As much as he loved the feel of his mother’s cunt on his cock, this was something totally different — wonderful, hot and tight.
Donna’s eyes were slitted as she gasped, feeling her son’s cock sliding into her asshole. Her finger had never filled her ass this way, and she moaned with the stretching, stuffing feeling. It was great, fantastic, and she hissed softly as her son’s cock fucked deeper and deeper. When his pack was deep as it could go, she pressed his balls upon her throbbing cunt.
“Fuck me, Billy!” she wailed. “Fuck my ass! Ooooh, baby, ram your hard cock in and out of Mother’s asshole! Ream my ass… fuck my ass… I want to feel your cock fucking my hot asshole hard and fast and deep!”
She waggled her ass, and Billy began fucking, watching his cock fuck in and out of her asshole. The stretching brown assring clung to his cock tightly, sucking and gripping. Donna squealed, feeling a cock in her body so deep, it was hard to believe. The burning way her asshole stretched about his cock sent wild, fiery hunger through her.
“Ohhh, fuck it, Billy!” she sobbed. “Hold my ass! Don’t let me fall! Fuck that ass, baby! Oooh, God, fuck Mother’s ass! Ram my hot asshole with your hard cock! Oh, this is so fucking good, Billy! Fuck the shit out of me! Fuck the shit out of Mother’s hot asshole! Make me shit… make Mother shit by fucking me up the ass!”
Billy fucked his cock back and forth, faster and faster. The friction of his mother’s squeezing asshole made his young body shake with passion. She clawed at his hairless balls as he fucked his prick back and forth, smashing them against her cunt. The wetness of his mother’s pussy on his balls felt fantastic, as if her pussy juices were scalding them. He dug his hands into her wiggling hips, jerking her ass back as he plunged forward, driving his cock into the steaming depths of his mother’s eager asshole, slapping against the asscheeks loudly.
If her son had not been holding her hips so tightly, Donna would have been tossed to the floor. She looked up with glazed eyes at his crotch, clutching his balls in her hand. She could not quite see his cock up her asshole, and wished now they had gone to her bedroom so they could watch in the big mirror. But it was too late for that; she didn’t want to lose her son’s cock now. She didn’t want him to take his prick out of her ass so they could rush to her bedroom. She wanted him to fuck her asshole raw, to squirt his young come juice into it, drown her with his thick, sweet come juice. She gasped with the force of his driving cock, felt the pounding of him against her naked ass. Her tits jerked and jiggled from the force.
“Talk to me!” Donna sobbed. “Say dirty things to me! Ohhh, baby, please, talk dirty to me!”
“Fucking ass!” Billy groaned. “Hot, tight, fucking asshole! Mother, I’m gonna fuck your hot ass… I’m gonna fuck you so fucking hard in your fucking hot ass, you’ll shit! I’m gonna make you shit, Mother! I’m gonna fuck my hard cock up your hot ass and make you shit all over your fucking self!”
“Yes!” Donna squealed. “Make me shit! Fuck my ass and make me shit!”
“Hot cunt!” Billy shouted. “Hot, wet, hairy cunt! Cocksucker… hot ass… wet cunt! I’m gonna come up your fucking ass, Mother! I’m gonna fuck your tight asshole sore!”
“Do it! Do it, you motherfucker!” she yelled at him. “Fuck Mother’s asshole sore! Give it to me, you little cuntlicking prick! Give it to me hard!”
Billy panted as he fucked furiously into his mother’s asshole. The friction was driving him wild. Her asshole seemed to close about his cock so tight, sucking at his prick. His balls smacked her in the cunt, and Donna squealed with rapture.
“Ram it deep and hold it there!” she shouted.
Billy went deep, and then Donna stuffed his balls into her cunt.
“Oh, Mother!”
“I’ve got you now!” she sobbed. “I’ve got your hard cock up my asshole and I’ve got your precious balls in my cunt! Feel what I’m doing?”
“Yeah!” Billy moaned.
He felt his mother’s asshole flexing on his cock, and the tightening rhythm of her cunt about his balls.
With her son’s balls caught in her cunt, his cock up her asshole, Donna shoved her finger into the crack of her son’s ass. She rubbed at his asshole.
“Don’t move, Billy! Just hold your cock deep up my asshole!”
Billy didn’t move. He stood with his cock inside his mother’s ass, his legs shaking. He felt his mother’s finger rubbing at his asshole, and he gritted his teeth as she began to press. He groaned as her finger slipped into his asshole.
“Now, I’ve really got you, darling!” she sobbed. “I’ve got your hard cock up my asshole and your sweet balls in my cunt. Now I’ve got my finger up your asshole! Don’t move, and I bet I can make you come!”
Billy didn’t move.
Almost standing on her head, Donna peered between her thighs. Her cunt and asshole squeezed and flexed, and she began to push and pull her finger, fucking her son up his ass. Billy groaned with the strange feelings that enveloped his whole crotch. His mother’s finger seemed to go very deep into his ass, and, when he tried to relax the ring, he found he couldn’t.
“Let me!” Donna cried out in a hoarse voice. “Don’t even try to relax your asshole! Mother will make you come this way!”
She pumped her finger in and out of his asshole, and Billy was awed with the manner in which her asshole and cunt gapped at his cock and balls.
“You’ll sure enough make me come, Mother!” he cried in a thick voice. “You’ll make me shoot it so hard up your ass! You want me to come off in your asshole, Mother?”
“Yes!” she sobbed. “I want to feel you squirt it into my asshole!”
The pulling at his cock and balls was too much for Billy. The whole day had been exciting, and he was surprised that he could still come. He didn’t know how many times his mother had drained his balls already, but it was more than he had ever jacked off in one day.
“I’m about to come!” he groaned.
Donna fingerfucked her son faster and faster, penetrating his tight asshole, her cunt sucking at his balls, her asshole squeezing his cock.
“Come!” she urged. “Shoot it on me! Fill my fucking asshole with your sweet come juice, baby! Come in Mother’s ass!”
Billy groaned, feeling his balls twitching inside the steamy wetness of his mother’s cunt. His cock throbbed, and then he gave a wail of intense ecstasy.
“Ohhhh, squirt it, baby!” Donna screamed when she felt the rapid spurts of her son’s come juice splashing into her asshole, searing the walls. “Come in my ass! Fill my hot asshole!”
The final spurt flew from Billy’s cock, and he gasped tiredly, his own legs shaking from the ecstasy. Still, he managed to remain on his feet, his cock relaxing inside his mother’s asshole. He felt his balls being gently squeezed from his mother’s fiery cunt. Then her finger pulled out of his asshole.
Somehow, Donna managed to let herself down to the floor without falling. She curled up, knees drawn to her tits, her face aglow with satisfaction. Billy slumped to the floor, breathing heavily, his shoulders drooping.
“You’re wonderful, darling,” Donna whispered. “You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had.”
Billy grinned, breathing too hard to reply.
CHAPTER FIVE
Sometime later, Donna was stretched out on her bed.
Billy was with her, sitting at her side, his knees crossed. He was wearing only his jockey shorts again, at her request. She had not told him why, but he didn’t care. Whatever his mother wanted him to do, he was more than willing. Donna was very pleased with her son. He had, in this one day, brought some of her best fantasies alive, gave her tremendous pleasure. She knew there was nothing she could say or do with him that he would refuse.
It had been a long day, yet seemed to have passed in only a few hours. It was after midnight, and both were tired. Donna lay naked on her back and they could see themselves in the big mirror.
“I never did suck your cock off, baby,” she said softly, caressing her own tits gently. “I jacked you off in my face, and you fucked me between my titties, and came in my face again. I fucked you on the couch, sitting on your cock, and then you fucked me up my ass… but I never did suck your cock, did I?”
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