She moved her mouth to Jerry’s crotch, kissing his balls with moist lips as she stroked her palm about his naked ass, still clutching his cock. She felt his prick throbbing in her fist, and moved it up and down, watching moisture bead up at his piss hole. When she felt her son run the flat surface of his tongue along the fiery wetness of her cunt slit, she shoved her face to his ass, feeling his balls on her neck. She lapped wetly at the tight cheeks of her son’s ass, tasting the freshness of his skin, enjoying it.
Feeling her son moving his tongue about the swelling cheeks of her ass, doing to her what she did to him, she widened her legs and arched her crotch forward. The more they kissed and licked at each other’s ass cheeks, the more passionate they became. Heavy breathing started, and their hands were more insistent as they roamed about. Feeling his cock, hard and throbbing, pressing against her tits as she ran her tongue up and down the hot crack of her son’s ass, Joyce drew one knee high, shoving her ass into her son’s face.
She wrapped her hands about his hips, her fingers spreading the cheeks of his young ass, her tongue seeking, the tight heat of his asshole. A soft whimper came from her as she ran the tip of her tongue about his asshole, feeling her son’s tongue probing at hers. His hands pulled her satiny ass cheeks wide, and then he was kissing eagerly upon her tight asshole. With a low growl of pleasure, Joyce rammed her tongue into her son’s asshole, bringing a groan from him. The tight heat of his asshole closed about her buried tongue, and she tonguefucked him in his ass for a long moment, then pressed her lips around his asshole and started sucking, her tongue flicking and lapping.
“Ooo, you’re sweet, Jerry!” she whimpered into the crack of his ass. “You’re sweet all over! Eat my ass baby, eat Mother’s asshole, too!”
The only reply she got from him was a fast thrust of his tongue up her ass. Joyce squealed happily and ran her tongue in and out of his asshole, twisting her hips, grinding into her son’s face as he tonguefucked her asshole. They squirmed about on the bed, becoming steamy with excitement, lapping into the crack of each other’s ass, delving with tongues into the hot tight assholes, clutching each other by the ass cheeks to hold them wide.
Mother and son began to devour each other, sucking and kissing and licking, fucking tongues into each other’s asshole. She felt her son’s chin pressing into her slippery wet cunt, her tits smashing at his chest. Her nipples burned against his flesh as she twisted and squirmed at him. His cock throbbed in hardness against her, his balls feeling full and hot on her neck. She fucked her tongue into his asshole eagerly, sucking around it as her hands held his ass cheeks wide. If her son came off, squirting his come juice about her tits as she sucked his asshole, she wouldn’t mind. She would help her son come off in any way he wanted at any time he wanted.
But the hardness of his cock against her tits, the dripping wetness on her flesh were too much for her. She licked his asshole, kissed it with her moist hot lips, then pulled her face away. Dragging her tongue along his balls, she moved his hips until her mouth could close about his dripping cock. As she gripped his prick hotly in her mouth, she pulled at him until he was on top of her, his knees at her face. Running her hands up his thighs to clutch his ass, she pulled his cock deep into her mouth, spreading her legs and shoving her pulsating cunt onto his face.
Jerry, sucking at the hairy lips of his mother’s pussy, closed his hands about her shapely ass and started fucking her wet, hot mouth. Joyce mewled softly about his cock and closed her eyes, savoring the deep thrusting fucking he was giving her mouth. She drew her long legs up and back, spreading her pussy onto his mouth, rubbing and twisting. Her son’s balls bounced up and down, rubbing at her nose as his cock fucked deliciously deep. She moved her finger about his puckering asshole as she sucked on his hard, fucking cock, making soft sounds of whining ecstasy. He dripped a great deal, causing her to swallow often. The powerful throbs of his cock vibrated her lips. Her tongue pressed hard, making a hot, wet sheath for his cock.
Jerry, fucking his mother’s mouth, ran his tongue about her rigid, steamy clit, finally sucking it between his lips. Joyce groaned in pleasure as he pulled hard on her clit, gulping the head of his cock into her throat. Opening her eyes, she watched her finger moving about his asshole, the visual stimulation increasing the swelling, bubbling passion in her naked body. When her son fucked his tongue into her cunt, stabbing in and out with his chin rubbing her cunt, Joyce squealed in ecstasy as she started coming. The power of her orgasm caused her cunt to suck and grow tight on his tongue, and his hands dug into her rounded ass, lifting his mother’s cunt into his face.
The orgasms increased, shaking her body with pleasure, and she began to make him fuck her mouth faster and faster, mewling around his cock. She brought a hand to his balls, twisting them as they became tight. Anticipating the gushing flood of his come juice, she sucked as hard as she could, her tongue moving constantly.
With his tongue pressed deeply into his mother’s spasming cunt, Jerry unleashed boiling come juice, squirt after squirt into her greedy, hungry mouth. The sweet thickness choked her for a moment, then she swallowed, and sucked almost frantically as his prick poured jism into her throat. She slammed her cunt up and down against his face, grinding and trying to fuck his tongue. It didn’t matter to Joyce if she came while sucking his cock, but she did almost every time. The delight she got from having her son’s cock in her mouth was enough. Her orgasms were simply added ecstasy for her.
Jerry lifted from her, sitting back on his heels with his knees about her head. She let him rest his balls on her face. She cupped her tits and pushed them together as her tongue lapped about his now-empty balls, his cock on her chin, Jerry giggled.
“What’s funny, baby?” she said from under his balls, his ass on her forehead.
Although Jerry didn’t answer, she understood as his cock started pissing.
“Oh, baby!” she mewled, feeling the warm piss spurting over her tits. Her tongue lapped at his balls as he pissed onto her tits, her hands holding them tight together. The piss stung her nipples and she began to writhe her naked ass with pleasure.
Jerry rose to his knees, holding the base of his cock, pissing all over her tits, giggling childishly.
Joyce looked up with fiery eyes, watching him piss. She began to wash her tits with his piss, mewling softly. Drops fell on her chin, and she suddenly scooted downward, letting him piss into her face. She threw her head back, closing her eyes and shuddering happily, her face becoming drenched in the warm golden stream of her son’s piss. Experimentally, she opened her mouth and tasted his piss. A squeal bubbled from her and she shoved her tongue out, catching piss with it. Jerry aimed his cock and pissed directly into his mother’s mouth, watching it fill and overflow with foaming piss.
Joyce washed her hands on her piss-wet face as though she were washing at the sink, mewling with pleasure. She swallowed a little of her son’s piss and found herself clutched in very tight, boiling orgasms again. She moved her right hand to her cunt and began to fingerfuck herself vigorously while her son kept pissing into her gurgling mouth. Her hips jerked up and down as her finger thrust wildly, her hairy cunt clutching at it.
“Piss on you!” Jerry said. “Piss on you, Mother, you fucking cocksucker! I’m pissing in your cocksucking face, in your cunt mouth!”
“Mmmmm,” Joyce moaned, swallowing more prick.
As the stream of piss stopped, Jerry shook his cock, bringing a few more drops into his mother’s face. He started to move away, but she pulled the head of his cock between her lips, running her tongue over the piss hole, tasting his pissy prick.
“Mmmmm what brought that on?” she asked, her face radiant with pleasure.
“I just had to piss,” he said, and then he pointed to the photograph of the man pissing into Pamie’s mouth as the woman fucked her tight little asshole with the rubber cock. “Besides, Pamie seemed to like it, so I thought you would, too, Mother.”
“You’re getting to know more about me,” she sa
id, pushing her lips into his balls, kissing them moistly. “But I don’t think I’d go for that rubber cock at all. I want the real thing.”
She was drenched in piss, but it felt good to her, perversely so. It was odd, she thought, how long it took for them to get to this particular point. They both had known of each other’s interest in pissing since that night on the porch. Maybe it was best to go slow, take it easy, let it all develop in its own way. She remembered picking her son up at his friend’s house, and a vague thought came to her. For a brief moment she wondered if Jerry’s friend, Tony, would be interested in her body, what it would be like to fuck her son and his little friend at the same time. It might be exciting, but Joyce didn’t want to cause any embarrassment for Jerry. He might not like seeing her fuck someone else, especially a boy so close to him.
Jerry was possessive with her, she knew.
Being with Pamie was different than having another boy join them. Jerry was turned on to the exquisite creature, a girl he could fuck and play games with his mother joining — but another boy would be another matter. No, best if she didn’t even talk of it with Jerry. Later, maybe, but not right now.
Perhaps, with Pamie with then, Jerry, would become excited enough to consider it, to understand it was all in fun and that Joyce wanted her son most of all. Boys, she thought with amusement. They wanted to stick those hard cocks into every cunt they found, but they didn’t want a girlfriend, or in this case a mother, fucking anyone else but them.
Boys, it seemed, had trouble separating the deep emotional love from the purely erotic ecstasy. But Joyce could love one person deeply, and still enjoy fucking others. Fucking some one did not mean she was in love with that person, but Jerry was still too young to understand that.
Later, perhaps, she could talk to him about Tony.
CHAPTER NINE
Joyce sat on the toilet and painted her toenails as Jerry watched with interest.
He liked watching her do everything, especially if it was some intimate act. Knowing this, she allowed him to always observe her. She had shaved some of the straggling hairs around her cunt, something he watched with warm pleasure. He liked her hairy cunt, saying the thick pussy hair appealed to him. Joyce knew some men preferred a woman to shave her cunt, and Joyce could never understand that. The only thing it could be, she thought, was their desire to fuck younger girls. She could understand that desire, because she liked the fact that Jerry’s cock was almost hairless, and his balls were totally devoid of hair.
Pamie’s young cunt and hair, but not much and it had certainly appealed to Joyce that day behind the gardener’s shed at school. Yes, she could understand the desire for a bald pussy, just as she understood her son’s pleasure with all the hair around her pussy.
Finished with her toenails, Joyce leaned against the water tank of the toilet, stretching her long legs out, spreading them as her son stared between them. She began to caress herself slowly, pulling the moist lips of her cunt apart, then squeezing them together, watching his eyes become hot. His cock had lifted up in hardness, and he gripped it in his fist.
It was Saturday morning, the day Jerry had been waiting for with anxiety. Joyce, too, had been waiting for it. Both had gotten out of bed eagerly, showered together in preparation for Pamie’s visit. She would be there around noon, and Jerry was about to burst with eagerness. He looked at all those pictures again, the ones with Pamie. He was stroking his cock and balls and talking excitedly about her small tits, her cunt and ass, her slim thighs. Joyce had prepared breakfast nakedly, flexing the cheeks of her ass for his delight, keeping him in a high state of excitement.
Sitting on the toilet and letting her son peer at her cunt, Joyce wondered how he kept himself from coming all over the floor, or shoving his cock into her cunt and fucking her furiously he had been that excited since getting out of bed. She spread her legs wide, very wide, scooting her naked ass to the edge of the toilet.
“Lick me, honey,” she said softly. “Lick Mother’s cunt for a while.”
Jerry licked his lips, and shoved his mouth to her pussy, his tongue swiping up and down, tasting the steamy cunt slit and wetness, lapping her cunt slowly and dipping his tongue into her fuck hole. He held her thighs about his head, burying his face into his mother’s wet, sweet pussy. She ran her hand through his hair as he licked and sucked at her pussy. The way her son licked her cunt, going from one cunt lip to the other, then swirling his tongue about her cunt, finally going down and into her fuck hole, repeating the movement over and over, felt very good to her. She enjoyed being sucked off slowly this way sometime. But most times she wanted it violently and fast, with lips chewing at her clit and the tongue thrusting deep with quick plunges.
As his tongue started the fire in her cunt, she started twisting and grinding her pussy into his young face, moaning softly, gazing into his eyes and holding his head.
“Tonguefuck me,” she whispered. “Fuck Mother’s cunt with your tongue, darling. Oooo, that’s what I want! Go deep as you can… real deep! Eat my pussy and suck my cunt juice, Jerry!”
As her son’s tongue fucked in and out of her pussy, Joyce gave a soft squeal. The orgasm her son’s tongue produced sent rippling goose bumps about her satiny flesh. She moaned softly as she came, grinding her cunt into his face, not fast and hard, but slowly, the orgasm dragging out. His eyes shone brightly as she came, sparkling up at her face as her hairy cunt squeezed his tongue.
“Mmmmm, that was nice,” she said. “I just had to come, honey. Just letting you watch me this way, sometimes, makes me very hot, you know.”
“You like to be watched, huh, Mother?”
“Yes, I do,” she smiled, leaning down and running her tongue about his face and lips, tasting her pussy juice on them. “I enjoy watching and being watched and when I see you fucking Pamie this afternoon. I’ll probably come a lot.”
“Are you just gonna watch, Mother?”
“Of course not,” she laughed. “I couldn’t just watch, you know that.”
He grinned up at her, then dipped his head and licked at her stomach. “You gonna lick her cunt again?”
“Mmmmm, and a few other things,” Joyce admitted.
Jerry stood up, his cock hard and jerking, precome dripping from his piss hole. Joyce watched his prick a moment, then closed her fist about it and jerked his cock slowly, feeling it throb. She leaned forward and pressed a nipple against the wet piss hole, smearing her tit flesh, sliding his cock to her other tit. Finally, she placed his cock between her tits and pressed them together around it. She looked up at him.
“Fuck my tits,” she said. “Fuck Mother’s tits.”
“I might come, Mother,” he warned.
“I’ll shower again if you do,” she whispered. “Don’t you want to fuck my titties?”
Placing his hands on her shoulders, Jerry began to hump up and down, watching his cock fucking between the smooth tit mounds, her nipples almost touching. Joyce drew her chin down, seeing the head of his cock tome up from between her tits. She shoved her tongue out, tasting his seeping piss hole with the tip. She could swirl her tongue around the smooth cock head as he sucked her tits, making her son groan in pleasure. The heat of his throbbing cock sliding up and down between her tits felt good, and she wanted him to come off, splash his jism on her tit flesh.
“Mmmmm, come on me,” she purred. “Come on Mother’s tits, darling. I want to feel you squirting jizz all over my tits. Shoot off on my fucking titties!”
All morning long, Jerry had been excited and now his balls were tight and full. The satiny tightness of his mother’s tits on his cock, his balls rubbing against her, was too much for his young emotions.
His cock erupted a fountain of creamy jism.
Joyce gave a squeal and opened her mouth, holding it wide as his cock spewed jism. She caught most of his come juice with her tongue, but since her mouth was open, some dripped out and onto her tits. She tried to swallow what jism she caught, but closing her lips, she caused them to beco
me covered with sweet cock cream.
By the time Jerry finished coming, her tits were glistening wetly, her mouth smeared. Joyce ran her tongue over her lips and mewled as she tasted his come juice. She tried to lift her tits to her tongue, but couldn’t manage that. Instead, she wiped her tits with her finger, then sucked them.
“Like I said, I can shower again,” she said, getting back under the spray of water. “Why don’t you get dressed, honey? Pamie will be here soon, you know.”
“Let’s be naked when she gets here, Mother.”
“No, let’s don’t,” Joyce said. “Just in case, we’ll be dressed, young man.”
“Just in case what?”
“Jerry, you’ve got to use some discretion. Pamie said she had to be careful. Remember? Suppose her parents decided to bring her?”
“Yeah, you’re right, Mother, as usual,” he said, then he ran off to dress.
“Horny little motherfucker,” she said laughing, watching his naked ass. “One thing he’s got to learn is not everyone is like us.” She stepped out of the shower and toweled her body.
Joyce heard the voices as she dressed, and rightly suspected Pamie had arrived. She could hear her son talking excitedly to the girl, but the words weren’t clear. Joyce pulled on a flowing, toga-like affair, slipped into a pair of bikini panties, brushed her hair, and then went to the living room.
Pamie flashed her a grin as she came in. Joyce noticed the little girl took in the way her tits strained and how her legs looked beneath the short toga-like skirt. Pamie sat with Jerry, holding his hand in her lap. Pamie wore a small checkered and pleated skirt with a modest white blouse. Her dimpled knees were bare. On her feet were a pair of scuffed shoes and knee-length socks. She looked exactly her young age, fresh and pretty.
“I told Pamie about, the pictures we found, Mother,” Jerry said.
“Jerry, you shouldn’t have,” Joyce replied. “Pamie may be embarrassed about them.”
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