She moved quickly before her son could struggle. She pushed him toward the back door, and then shoved him out. Davy, although laughing, was looking around nervously.
Molly stood inside the door, laughing at him.
“Mother!” Davy said. “Let me in! What about those people next door? They might see me!”
“Shake your cock at them,” Molly laughed. It was growing darker by the minute, and she knew if anyone looked into the back yard, they would think her son was wearing a swim suit. As she stood there laughing at him, Davy caught her hand, and with a jerk, pulled her into the yard with him.
“Davy!” she shrieked, frying to get away. But Davy pulled her from the door and to the middle of the lawn. He held her tightly as she struggled playfully to get away. “Davy, let me go!”
“Fuck you,” he laughed.
Molly stopped struggling. Davy held both her hands, his eyes burning on her naked tits. She dropped her gaze, and saw his cock outlined in hardness against the skimpy shorts.
“That’s not a bad idea, honey,” she whispered. “Why don’t you fuck me?”
“Here?” Davy said, looking around again. “It was your idea,” she said. “You threw me out the door, Mother,” he reminded her.
“I know, but you pulled me out, and you’re the one saying fuck you, not me.”
“Well, since we’re out here…”
Davy reached for his mother’s tits.
CHAPTER SIX
“Wait,” Molly hissed.
She dropped to her knees in front of her son. She held his hips in her hot hands, staring at his cock. It was getting quite dark, but she could still see how hard he was.
“You like my panties,” she whispered throatily, “and I love your new shorts. Like I said a while ago: I’d love to eat these shorts off you.”
Davy’s body trembled against her hands.
Molly pressed her face into his crotch, feeling the heat of his cock throbbing against her flesh. She kissed up and down the hardness, through the shorts. She ran her tongue from his bulging cockhead to his balls. Sitting on the soft grass, she shoved her hands behind him, cupping his ass. Leaning back, she buried her face into his crotch. She inhaled the fresh scent of his crotch, her mind reeling with delight. The night air made it more erotic to her as she pulled her son onto her.
She lay on the grass, her son squatting above her face. She held his hips, pressing her face into his crotch. Davy rubbed back and forth, feeling the heat of his mother’s wet lips and tongue as she licked. Molly ran her tongue about the stretching front of his shorts, moving it from his balls to the spread of his ass. She darted her tongue against his shorts, and felt the searing heat of his asshole. With a growl, she rammed her face tightly into his ass, his hard young balls on her nose. She sobbed with pleasure as she licked at his shorts until they were wet.
“Let me move my shorts to one side, Mother,” Davy moaned.
He slipped a hand down and to his ass, hooking a finger into his shorts. Puffing them away, Molly gave a sob of ecstasy and pressed her lips into the crack of her son’s ass. She kissed his asshole feverishly, her tongue lapping up and down. The heat of her son’s ass in her face sent a wild, throbbing lurch through her cunt.
“Ohhhh, Mother!”
“Mmmmn.” Molly moaned, licking frantically at her son’s asshole. She managed to get a finger into the crotch of his shorts, jerking them away so his balls rested naked on her nose and eyes. She whipped her tongue about his burning asshole with wild fury, tasting him, licking him. His balls writhed on her nose as Davy began to rub back and forth. He made gasping sounds with this new delight. The feel of his mother’s tongue rubbing around his asshole caused his cock to pulsate into straining hardness.
“My ass, Mother!” he gasped. “My ass… that feels so good, Mother!”
Molly whimpered as she drove her wet tongue against the tightness of his asshole. The sheer perversity of licking her son’s asshole was about to make her insatiable cunt explode. She smashed her thighs together, creating pressure against her swollen clit. She arched her hips up, grinding them as if seeking a hard cock with her pussy.
“Mmmmm, nice,” she purred into his ass. “You asshole is so fucking hot and tastes so good, Davy! Oooooh, baby, I want to suck your hot ass… suck your sweet asshole!”
Davy gurgled and pressed his ass into his mother’s face, moving his hips.
Molly clung to his thighs now, her tongue flying about his puckered asshole, her lips kissing and sucking. She felt his cock throbbing against her forehead, and realized her son had moved his shorts enough to let it free. She felt the dripping juices of his piss hole smearing her forehead, and somehow that increased her hunger. She licked in a frenzy at his asshole, whimpering as her hips churned. She swirled her hot, wet tongue from his asshole to his balls, lapping the tightness. With a moan, she pulled her son’s balls into her mouth, sucking greedily, pressing her chin into his asshole. Davy gurgled and moaned with ecstasy, sliding his ass and crotch into his mother’s face with burning pleasure.
“Suck my balls, Mother!” he groaned. “Ooooh, suck my balls! Lick my ass, Mother! Suck my balls and lick my asshole! You’re gonna make me come off in your fucking face, Mother!”
Molly scooted her tongue back to his asshole, not caring if her son came off in her face. She plunged her tongue hard at the tight pucker of his asshole, and herd Davy’s grunt as her tongue penetrated his asshole. Molly cried out softly as the heat of her son’s asshole closed tightly around her buried tongue. With her lips glued tightly in a circle about the ring of Davy’s asshole, she began to plunge her tongue in and out, fucking him deeply. His balls crushed against her nose, burning the skin. She slipped a hand over one of his bent thighs, grasping his cock. She pressed his cock hard against her forehead sobbing quietly. The feel of his cock rubbing across her skin, his balls in her nose and eyes, sent delicious shivers through her. She plunged her tongue deeply, licking and wiggling it inside his tight, young asshole.
Drawing her feet backwards underneath herself, Molly arched her cunt into the air, feeling the wet tightness, the sweet pressure. Her clit felt enormous — thick and swollen, and pulsating hotly. She was dripping so much fucklube from her hairy cunt, she could feel the slippery juices running over the cheeks of her ass, her panties thoroughly soaked.
“Suck it, Mother!” Davy panted. “Suck my asshole! Ahhh, Mother, stick your tongue way up my asshole.”
Managing to get her fingers around his hard cock, Molly began to pump it swiftly, holding tightly. Jacking his cock with her hand, she tonguefucked her son up his boiling ass with wicked, hungry movements of her tongue. Her lips sucked hard, breath gasping from her. She writhed her upthrusting hips, feeling the power of steaming pressure in and around her cunt. She began to squeal into her son’s ass, then groan. She spread her knees wide, shoving her cunt high into the air.
The strength of her orgasm shattered her.
Screeching into her son’s asshole, Molly felt her cunt explode with juicy waves of ecstasy, her cunt ready to burst into a million pieces.
Her tongue, deep inside her son’s asshole, was no longer moving. Half dazed by the power of her orgasm, Molly’s upraised hips swung about in a frenzy, as if her cunt was searching for a hard cock. The sobs boiling from her brought tears to her eyes. She was vaguely aware that her son had lifted his ass from her face. She moaned a protest, feeling him scooting his hot balls and cock downward. She felt his cock throbbing across her swollen tits.
Davy, squatting across his mother’s stomach, stared in the darkness at his mother’s agonized face. The head of his cock brushed her sensitive nipple, and with a gasp, he shoved his cock between her tits. Molly, her cunt still contracting, humped her pantied ass up and down.
Davy pressed his mother’s tits about his cock, and began fucking back and forth. His cockhead, bulging and dripping, smashed at her neck, leaving wetness. He fucked into his mother’s tits with quick, short thrusts, feeling his balls sliding a
long her chest.
“Fuck me!” she hissed. “Damn you, Davy! Fuck me!”
Davy pulled his cock from between his mother’s tits. They glistened with the dripping juices as he moved quickly downward.
Molly opened her long thighs wide, straining to him. Davy, very excited, lunged forward with his cock, his swollen prickhead smashing against the crotch of her panties.
Frantic for his hard cock, Molly grabbed her panties and ripped them from her overheated ass. She lifted the shreds of her panties, and Davy immediately grabbed them. Molly gazed, half-dazed with still-contracting orgasms, into her son’s face as he stuffed the pussy-soaked crotch of her panties into his mouth. As Davy shoved his mother’s panties into his mouth, he lunged again with his cock, and this time it rammed brutally up her hairy, fiery cunt.
“Ohhhhh, Lord!” Molly shrieked, her hips shooting upward as his cock slithered swiftly into her pussy. “Oh, yes, Davy! Fuck me! Fuck that hot cunt, baby! Ram that hard cock up Mother’s hot, wet cunt!”
Molly’s long legs lifted into the air, her feet kicking. She grabbed her son around his neck, pulling his mouth to hers. She began to kiss him wildly, drawing her knees as far back as she could. Her ass lifted from the grass, the full expanse of her juicy cunt open to his rampant thrusts. She sobbed into his mouth, sucking greedily when Davy jammed his tongue halfway down her throat.
Davy, grunting, banged into his mother’s cunt hard, sliding his hands past her uplifted hips, clutching the hot, round cheeks of her spreading son. Davy lifted her crotch higher. Almost standing on his knees, he pounded his cock in and out of her cunt, smashing her hairy, swollen cuntlips, crushing her long cunt.
Molly squealed time and again, her orgasm not letting up. Spasm after spasm burned through her cunt, causing her pussy lips to suck and pull and squeeze at Davy’s intensely hard cock. The friction felt as if it were about to make her cunt burst into flames.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” Molly wailed. “Lord, baby, give it to me! My cunt needs your cock! Mother’s hot pussy loves your cock! Ohhhh, I’m coming so fucking hard and I don’t think it’s ever going to stop! I don’t want it to stop — ever!”
Davy, with his mother’s panties dangling from his mouth, plunged his cock in and out of her cunt violently, forcing the breath out of her. Her ass was high, her knees almost along her shoulders and head. The deeper her son went into her cunt, the more ecstatic were Molly’s cries.
Molly, her head twisting with mindless passion, caught the other end of her panties, and without thinking of it, pulled them into her mouth. She tasted her own cunt there, and began to suck at the wetness. Davy leaned his head down, pressing his mouth against his mother’s, her cunt-wet panties between them. The taste of her pussywet panties created a fiery hunger within Molly, and she began to hunch her uplifted cunt harder and faster onto her son’s stabbing cock.
Both of them sucked greedily at her panties, thrashing about on the lawn with the moon shining over their bodies. The fucking seemed to go on forever, without letup. Davy’s cock remained throbbingly hard, and Molly’s cunt contracted and convulsed time and again. The strain of her many orgasms sent agonizing pain through her pussy, yet it was a sweet, delicious pain. The wetness of her cunt grabbing and pulling on his cock seemed quite loud in the night air.
With a brutal thrust of her cunt, Molly screamed around the panties inside her mouth, a final orgasm crashing through her shaking body. The orgasm was so hot, so tight, Davy’s cock was gripped deeply. His balls smashed into the crack of his mother’s ass, and her asshole seemed to be trying to suck them inside with rippling rhythm.
With a growl Davy threw his head back, Molly’s panties dropping out of his mouth, draping across his mother’s fact. Molly shrieked, her mouth stuffed with her wet panties.
Davy’s cock squirted, gush after strong gush of come juice exploding out of his young balls, up his hard cock and out of his piss hole. The scalding come juice splashed the satiny walls of Molly’s cunt, and then the rapid spurts filled her completely. He strained powerfully into his mother’s hungry cunt until his balls were empty, then he slumped on top of her. With the sweet agony of her multiple orgasms fading. Molly slowly lowered her naked ass to the lawn, her legs spreading wide. Davy rested between her thighs, his cock soaking inside her pussy, his hot breath fanning her tits.
Molly, purring softly, caressed her hands up and down his back, over his ass.
“That was something, Davy,” she finally whispered against the top of her son’s head. “That was a fuck!”
Groaning, Davy rolled from his naked mother and spread out on the lawn at her side. Tossing her torn panties away, Molly sat up, drawing her knees to her chin, gazing down at him. She slipped a hand to his cock and balls, adjusting the crotch of his tiny shorts over them. She felt the wetness of his cock on the back of her hand, and lifted it to her face. She kissed her hand, then licked at the wetness on her fingers.
“You know, Mother,” he said, recovering, “you’re the best fuck in the whole world.”
“You’re not a bad piece of ass, yourself,” she giggled. “For a young little bastard, you’re a great fuck, darling.”
Davy wanted to know how many men his mother had fucked, and she teased him. “Oh, I’d say maybe two dozen.”
“Really?” he asked. “That many, Mother?”
“No, of course not,” she said softly. “If you want the truth, I’ve only fucked three or four, and you’re the last one.”
“I don’t want you to fuck anyone but me, Mother,” he said.
“Oh is that right?” Molly asked, lifting her eyebrows. “What about that blow job I had to give in the store this afternoon?”
“That was different,” Davy laughed. “You didn’t have any choice.”
“I hope that doesn’t happen again,” Molly said. “I didn’t really mind sucking his cock off, but I’d rather see whose cock I have in my mouth. I think we’d better be a little more careful in the future.”
She leaned over and kissed him.
“What will I do if I get a hard-on someplace?” he asked.
Molly cupped his cock and balls in her hot hand, feeling them through his shorts. “If that happens, we’ll find a way to take care of it. I can’t let you suffer with a hard-on, can I?”
“You’d suffer, too, Mother.”
“You bet I would,” she grinned, leaning down and kissing his cock through his shorts. “I couldn’t keep my hands off this and you know it. I see your cock hard, and my cunt gets so fucking wet!”
She sat upright again, holding her knees against her naked tits. On an impulse, she opened her knees. “Look at my pussy,” she said softly.
Davy could see his mother’s cunt quite well. The moonlight shadowed it, but all the details were clear. With her knees open, Molly leaned back, her hands behind her.
She began to piss.
Davy giggled as he watched. He couldn’t see as well as he wanted, but what he could see, and what he heard, delighted him. He moved his hand to his mother’s cunt and felt her hat piss flowing over it. Molly lifted her hips slightly.
“Ohhhh, hold Mother’s cunt, Davy!” she whimpered. “Hold my cunt while I piss. That feels wonderful, darling.”
Davy rubbed lightly at his mother’s cunt as the hot piss streamed over his palm. He breathed harder, enjoying the hot piss on his hand.
“Lift your ass higher, Mother,” he said.
Molly, using her hands and feet, lifted her body. She held her legs wide apart, sending a strong stream of hot piss past her knees. Davy shoved his face closer, and Molly gasped.
“Oh, Davy!”
Suddenly Davy had his face in the stream of his mother’s piss.
Molly could see her piss splashing about his young face as he turned it one way, then the other. Davy was making moaning sounds as he moved his face along the stream of piss.
“Oh, you darling!” Molly gurgled, spurting piss into her son’s face. “You sweet, sweet darling!”
“Ooooh, Davy!” she whimpered, grinding her cunt into her son’s face. “Mmmmmm, that’s nice, baby. Lick Mother’s cunt for a minute.”
Eagerly, Davy lapped at his mother’s pussy with the flat surface of his tongue, his hands sliding under the cheeks of her ass, holding them. Drawing her clit between his lips, he sucked hard. Molly squealed, her hips jerking upward, smashing her cunt into her son’s mouth.
“If only I could piss again,” Molly mewled. “Davy, if I could piss again, I’d piss in your sweet, hot mouth!”
Davy, clutching the cheeks of his mother’s naked ass, glued his mouth to her cunt and sucked hungrily, his tongue snapping in and out, tasting the juices, her piss. The combination of being outside in the back yard, the night air, and the perversity of what they were doing, sent a wild tremor through Molly. Suddenly, she cried out. A new spasm of ecstasy began rumbling through her cunt.
“Oh, baby, I’m coming again!” she squealed hotly. “Oh, yes, Davy! Make me come again!”
“I love to come, darling!”
Davy buried his face into his mother’s hot cunt as she came feeling her hairy cuntlips twitching with orgasm. He kept his tongue in constant movement, from the bottom of her pussy to her swollen clit. When her orgasm began to recede, Molly’s arms and legs were weak, and she slumped back to the lawn, hugging herself and shivering with the afterglow.
Davy stretched out beside her, looking up at the stars, enjoying the wetness on his young face. Molly turned onto her side, facing her son. She caressed his naked chest and stomach, her touch light. She kissed his cheek, then moved her face to his chest. She ran the tip of her tongue about his very tiny nipples, and began to work her mouth downward.
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