Thinking she had to say something, knowing her son was waiting for her to make the first move, Joyce thought it best not to act shy or embarrassed, which she wasn’t. A direct approach with bluntness was called for, she felt. A lewd smile spread over her face, her eyes sparkling with smoldering desire as she watched his cock grow into full hardness, outlined by his Jockey shorts.
“Do you have something for Mother, baby?” she asked in a hoarse whisper, her eyes significantly on the outline of his hard cock. She cupped her naked tits and lifted them, her nipples peeking between her fingers as she cocked one hip suggestively. “Is that for Mother? That hard-on I see in your shorts?”
Jerry licked at his lips, watching her hands caress her succulent tits.
“Want to fuck me again, Jerry?” she whispered. “Do you want to fuck Mother again?”
Jerry nodded his head, too emotional to speak.
With a soft sigh of delight, Joyce held her arms out to her son, her eyes misting over with affection and desire for him. Jerry ran into his mother’s open arms, hugging her tightly about her narrow waist. Joyce closed her arms around him, pulling his face between her bare tits, feeling his breath hot on her flesh. She pressed her hips against him, twisting and squirming and feeling his cock throbbing against her right thigh. She pressed her thigh hard against his cock, hearing her son moan with pleasure.
Cupping her son’s chin, she held his head up, closing her lips onto his. She kissed him hard and with passion this time, her tongue probing at his lips. She shot her tongue past his lips and into his mouth, licking about hungrily, squirming her thigh against his cock.
“Hold my ass,” she whispered, as she had on the porch of the empty house. “Hold Mother’s ass, darling.”
She mewled as her son grabbed the asscheeks of her ass with both hands, digging into them. Her hands slipped down his back, going into the elastic of his shorts, sliding along the tightness of his young ass. She fondled her son’s ass, twisting her lower stomach against him as she flexed the cheeks of her ass in his palms.
With her hand inside his Jockey shorts, Joyce brought it around in front and gripped her son’s cock hard. She moaned as her fingers flexed in squeezing motions on his cock.
“You’re so hard again, Jerry. Do I give you this hard-on, darling! Is it me, your mother, that makes your cock get so hard?”
“Yes, Mother,” Jerry said between her tits. “You make me get so hard, I wanna jerk off all the time!”
“But you don’t have to jerk off, honey,” she said, pumping her fist on his cock slowly, feeling the seeping wetness at his piss bole. “You don’t ever have to jack your cock off again, not with your mother here.” Then she thought of what he had said. “Jerry, have you been jacking off and thinking — fantasizing — about me?”
“Yes, Mother,” he admitted.
“How long, Jerry?”
“Since before Dad died,” he said, looking up into her face now.
“But…” She seemed puzzled. “Honey, you couldn’t come then, could you? Could you come a year ago?”
“Last spring,” Jerry told her. “I came the first time last spring, when I saw you bending over in the back yard. I saw your legs and your panties and I just came in my pants.”
Joyce giggled about that. She squeezed her son’s cock very hard. “I made you come first, huh?”
“Yes, and then I saw you fucking with Dad and had to jack off,” he said, sounding excited, his young eyes gleaming. “I’ve been peeking at you ever since. Sometimes I saw enough, and sometimes nothing.”
“What’s enough?” she wanted to know.
“Just your panties when you had your legs open,” he said.
Joyce kissed her son’s mouth hard. “Then you were ready for that porch tonight, huh?”
Jerry nodded his head.
“Turning around and trying to see me piss,” she murmured excitedly. “Trying to see my cunt while I took a piss… I bet if you had seen me, you’d have come off in your pants again!”
“Probably, Mother,” he laughed.
“Why don’t you take my panties off, Jerry?” she said in a husky voice. “Why don’t you take Mother’s panties off now and fuck me?”
“Oh, I’d like that, Mother!”
Joyce stepped back. “What are you waiting for, then?”
The gurgles coming from, her son were evidence of his desire as he went to his knees, his hands dragging her bikini panties down her round hips. His eyes burned on her cunt as it was exposed to him. Joyce lifted first one foot, then the other, to help him. She stood naked, her feet parted on the floor hands on her hips, cunt thrust forward, watching, her son as he remained on his knees gazing at her pussy with boiling desire.
Joyce moved her hands down into the thick curls of her pussy, parting the hair to show her son the pink wetness of her cunt and throbbing cunt. She saw his eyes glow with a more determined heat, his tongue running over his lips.
“Do you like Mother’s cunt?” she whispered. “Is my cunt a pretty one? Would you like to stick your hard cock in mother’s cunt and fuck me again, Jerry?”
Jerry nodded his head, staring excitedly at his mother’s dark-haired cunt, his cock about to burst the seams of his shorts.
Impulsively, giggling, Joyce shoved her pussy close to her son’s face, taking the back of his head. She rubbed her wet cunt into his face, watching for his reaction. His eyes smoldered up at hers, his young face almost buried into the thick curls of her cunt hair, his lips pressing against her slippery, steamy cunt. Joyce mewled when she felt her son kiss her cunt lips, his hands on her hips.
“Nice, baby,” she hissed throatily. “That was a nice kiss for Mother’s pussy.”
She smeared her pussy into her son’s face as he gurgled. The sounds her son made were obviously those of pleasure, so she pulled his mouth tighter into her crotch, twisting her hips as he slipped his hands around to clutch at her naked, creamy ass. With a childlike giggle, Joyce closed her hot thighs about his face, scissoring them as Jerry kissed her steamy pussy again.
“Ohhh, you’re so sweet, baby,” she gurgled down at him. “You like kissing Mother’s cunt, Jerry?”
He nodded his head, eyes glowing, kissing her puffy pussy again. Joyce pushed his head from her crotch and lifted him to his feet.
“Now it’s my turn to take your shorts off,” she whispered, going to her knees in front of him. She stared at his hard, outlined cock, seeing the moist spot where the cockhead pressed on the fabric. “You have a beautiful cock, darling. A beautiful hard cock.”
She pressed her lips to his shorts, closing them on the shaft of his cock, running them up and down. She pulled his shorts downward, and his cock flipped out and up. Joyce gave an excited squeal, jerking his shorts all the way to his feet. She grabbed her son by his ass with one hand, his cock with the other. She closed her fingers, tightly around the prickshaft, pressing into the sparse hair, making his cock stick out long and very swollen. The cockhead was creamy smooth, his piss hole wide open and seeping. She glanced up at him, her eyes blazing with an intense fire.
Jerry’s expression looked expectant, his mouth glistening with the juices of her cunt. Joyce reached up and ran a fingertip over her son’s lips, and she felt elation as he sucked her finger into his mouth.
She pressed her face against his cock, feeling it throb against her cheek. She twisted her face against him, rubbing at his cock and balls, kissing moistly. Sliding her lips up and, down the shaft of her son’s cock, Joyce made soft, hungry, mewling sounds, her eyes burning up at his. Gripping her son’s naked ass, she slipped her tongue out and licked from his balls to the tip of his cock. She paused a moment, then ran her tongue in a hot circle about the head of his cock, lapping in a dainty, manner at the dripping piss hole, tasting the slippery wetness that oozed out of his cock.
“Mmmm,” she moaned, closing her lips about his piss hole and sucking, her tongue flicking up and down.
She felt her son’s ass shake in her palms, and
dug her fingers into the asscheeks, sliding her tight, hot lips past the head of his cock, her tongue pressing his prick against the roof of her mouth. She moaned ecstatically as the head of her son’s cock brushed her throat, her lips writhing at the base, his balls resting on her chin.
“Mmmm!” she moaned again, sucking back on his prick with her lips very tight and wet. She held the head of his cock between her lips a moment or so, her tongue lapping against his seeping piss hole. The juices coming out of his cock sent chills of erotic delight along her spine.
“O shit, darling,” she whimpered, leaving his prick. “I’ve got to have it in me! Jerry, oh Jerry… fuck me, baby! Fuck Mother… fuck Mother’s boiling cunt!”
She stumbled to the bed, sitting on it and leaning back, her shapely tits arching up with stiff nipples. She spread her long, sleek thighs widely, the lips of her glistening cunt pulsating in need. Scooting her ass to the edge of the mattress, she kept her eyes on his cock.
“Fuck me, Jerry! Oh, God… shove your cock up my cunt, my hot, wet, fucking cunt! Fuck Mother’s cunt, baby! Give it to me… please give me a hard fucking! I need it, Jerry, need your beautiful cock up my fucking wet cunt!”
She twisted her hips, squirming her crotch in a lewd, eager invitation. Jerry’s eyes almost bugged from his head as he looked at his mother, his cock jerking up and down. His shorts clung to his feet, and he kicked them away, going to his mother. He was short enough to stand between her spread thighs, his cock level with her fiery cunt. As her son’s cock spread and stretched her cunt, Joyce gave a loud moan, feeling his throbbing hard-on fucking deep into her pussy. She jerked her hips upward, and it seemed to Jerry that his mother’s cunt suddenly sucked his cock right into her.
Joyce lay back, clutching at her straining tits as her hips began to churn up and down, fucking her son before he could start moving. She hissed and gasped and panted with ecstasy, her hips thrashing up and down, her hairy cunt fucking on his cock with a fiery wetness. Jerry placed his hands on his mother’s thighs, thrusting his cock into her now, fucking her quickly with short, jerking fuck-plunges, his balls smacking her churning ass.
“Ram it hard, baby!” Joyce yelled. “Fuck Mother’s cunt real hard! Hurt me… bruise my cunt. I don’t care! Fuck that hairy cunt… my wet pussy… my hot twat, my snatch! Fuck Mother… fuck Mother… fuck, fuck, fuck me!”
Jerry was snorting heavily, his eyes blazing and unfocused as he rammed his cock into his mother’s clinging cunt with swift fuckthrusts. He held her thighs with tight hands, standing there and pumping his hips back and forth. He watched those pink lips of his mother’s cunt, framed by all that exciting pussy hair, gripping his cock in slippery wetness.
Joyce lifted her legs until she rested them on her son’s shoulders, her hips twisting and gyrating with frantic movements. “Talk to me, darling! Talk to me… say something, say anything!”
“Fuck,” Jerry said in a tight voice. “I’m fucking you, Mother! I’m fucking your cunt with my cock! I’m gonna come in your pussy, Mother! I’m gonna fuck your cunt and come off in your cunt and then I’m gonna fuck you again!”
“OOOOO, yes, yes, darling!” she cooed, shaking her ass against his balls. “Talk like that to me! I love to hear you say those things. Tell me how good my cunt is, what a great fuck I am… how hot my ass is! Call me names… call me all those delicious names, Jerry!”
“Good cunt, Mother!” he gasped, fucking his cock into her so hard, there was that moist, slapping sound. “You’re a good fuck, Mother, a really great fuck! You’re a cunt… a real hot cunt, Mother! You’re a fucking cunt!”
“Yes, oh, yes I am! I’m a cunt, baby! I’m your cunt! Fuck my cunt, Jerry! Fuck your mother’s cunt! Give, me that hard cock… fuck your hard cock up your mother’s wet cunt!”
Jerry fucked his cock into his mother’s gripping pussy faster, his balls very tight as they pounded at her wiggling, naked ass. He stared at her hands, watching her claw at her spongy tits. He was holding her thighs tightly.
“Fucking cunt! Fucking hot cunt,” he gasped with each fuckthrust. “Fucking cunt cocksucker asshole! Cunt cocksucker cock sucking cunt! You’re my mother with a hot cunt and you’re a cocksucking cunt!”
“Ohhh, yes!” Joyce screamed, erupting into spasm after spasm of orgasm. “Oh, I’m coming! My cunt is coming, baby! Fuck it… fuck your cocksucking cunt mother! Fuck my pussy! Come up my tight, wet pussy! Give Mother your hard, hard, sweet cock! I love it! I’m your cocksucking cunt mother and you’re my cunt-fucking, pussy-licking son and you’re fucking me and I’m fucking you and I’m your mother and you’re my son and your cock is mine and my cunt is yours and we’re going to fuck and we’re going to suck and I’m coming and you’re going to come in me and I’m going to piss and you’re going to piss and we’re going to have… oh! Shit, shit, shit! I can’t stop coming, you’re so good!”
Listening to his mother, ramming his cock hard into her gripping cunt, Jerry grunted loudly, jabbing his cock as deep as he could, his body going stiff. He yelped as come juice roared up from his balls, through his cock and spurted in a frothy gush into his mother’s greedy, insatiable cunt.
Joyce closed her legs about her son’s neck, squeezing him as she twisted and ground her jizz-flooded pussy against the base of his cock, his balls smashed upon the creamy heat of her ass cheeks.
As her legs fell from him, Jerry slumped over on top of his mother, his cock sliding from her cunt and resting along the crack of her ass. Joyce wrapped him in her arms, drawing his face to her naked tits, then she lifted her legs to close them about his lower body, holding him as she gasped for air.
A short time later, Jerry scooted from his mother and onto her bed, resting his head on a pillow. Joyce moved up beside him, shoving an arm beneath his head.
“I suppose you think you think your going to sleep with me now, don’t you?” she said in a soft, tired voice.
“Why not?” Jerry asked, cupping one firm tit in his hand. “If we’re gonna do all that fucking you were talking about, Mother, there’s no sense in me using my bed anymore.”
“What talk about fucking?” she asked.
“That’s what you were saying just a minute ago,” he remained her.
Joyce laughed, a half-shy sound. “I talk like that every time I’m out of my mind with heat, baby.”
“Then you didn’t mean it, Mother?” She detected a feeling of rejection in his voice. She snuggled up tight against him, tossing a thigh over his cock and balls. “I meant it,” she murmured into his ear. “I meant every fucking word I said.”
“You don’t really remember what you said, do you, Mother?”
“No,” she admitted, worming the tip of her tongue into his ear. “I don’t know what I was saying, but I meant every word of it.”
“How can you say that if you don’t know what it was, you said?”
“Because it doesn’t matter what I said,” she whispered, licking at his tongue. “I’m willing to do anything I said then, anything.”
“Really, Mother?”
“Mmmm, all you have to do is ask to find out, darling,” Joyce said softly. “You don’t know just how hot your mother is yet. I’m so fucking hot, you can touch a cigarette to my cunt and light it!”
Jerry laughed with pleasure. “But you said a lot of weird things. Maybe you don’t mean all of it, Mother.”
“You let me worry about meaning it,” she said, rubbing her thigh on his cunt-wet cock. “I can promise you this — you’re going to have more ass than any boy your age has ever had. I just hope you don’t get tired of fucking my cunt, Jerry.”
“Never!” he said, hugging his mother and kissing her mouth.
CHAPTER THREE
Joyce woke up with a hard cock prodding between her thighs from behind. For just a moment it puzzled her, then as she remembered the night before, she smiled to herself, arching her ass into her son’s cock.
“Mmmm, what do you plan on doing with that thing?” she cooed and wiggled he
r naked ass against him.
“Get some pussy!” Jerry gurgled, sliding the swollen head of his cock along the slit of her pussy.
Joyce thrust her ass back into him, running a hand down over his hips and to his ass, pulling him tight. “Do you always wake up with such a hard-on, I hope?”
“Most of the time,” he said, his lips against her creamy back, between her shoulder blades.
Joyce felt the smooth head of her son’s cock press into the lips of her cunt, and she sighed with happiness. “Go as deep as you can, lover,” she murmured. “I like a hard cock deep in my cunt.”
Reaching around his mother’s naked body, Jerry clutched her tit, fucking his cock into her cunt, kissing at her back. Joyce dug her hands into the cheeks of his ass, mewling and pumping her hips with him.
“It’s so good to wake up with your cock in me, Jerry,” she said with a thickening voice. “It’s a wonderful way to start a new day! Mmmm, God, your cock is so hard! Fuck it, honey, fuck it!”
Fondling his mother’s tit, Jerry fucked her — but without the frenzy of the night before. With the edge of their initial lust somewhat sated, they could enjoy each other more now. The throbbing of her son’s cock between the tingling stretching of her cunt lips felt better than ever. She made soft whimpering sounds as he fucked her pussy from behind, feeling his lower stomach rubbing at the cheeks of her smooth ass. Scooting her other hand between her thighs, she clutched at his hairless balls, holding them as he fucked her. She tried to turn, her head around, wanting to suck at his tongue while he fucked his cock in and out of her cunt, but she couldn’t twist that far.
“Let me get on my hands and knees,” she said. “Give me a doggy fuck, Jerry.”
“Hey, yeah, Mother!”
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