Letting the water out, she climbed from the tub and dried her body with a fluffy towel. Richard watched her with interest as the towel moved about her back, her tits arching. He found it exciting to see the way she dried her tits, almost as if she were shaking them.
Karen sat on the edge of the tub, drying her legs. She ran the towel up and down, her knees parted. She dried her cunt and fluffed the thick hair there while watching her son, pleased by his excitement. It was sort of fun to be watched as she dried herself.
“You better get into the shower,” she said. “You’ve got piss all over you.”
She sat with her legs wide, still fluffing her cunt hair. “I’ll wash your back, too, baby.”
Richard stood up, starting to step into the tub, when he turned swiftly to face his mother.
Before she realized it, he started pissing over her tits, laughing loudly.
“Damn you!” she squealed, shoving her hand into the stream toward the head of his cock. All she succeeded in doing was create a spray of piss that splattered her face and body. She tried to get hold of his cock to make him stop, but Richard moved back out of her reach. He held his cock in his hand, pissing up and down her tits and stomach, even drenching the hair of her pussy. It had happened so fast, Karen still sat with her knees wide. She felt the warm piss running down her body into her cunt hair, over her clit, then dripping to the floor of the bathroom. “Cut it out, Richard! Stop pissing on me! I just bathed, you shit!”
“Like you said, Mom, piss on you!”
Her flesh began to tingle as he kept pissing, the stream splashing and stinging her erect nipples, then her stomach, and finally he was pissing into the hairy curls of her cunt. Karen gasped as her surprise turned to pleasure.
“Ohhh, it is good, darling!” she moaned softly. “I want more! Piss on me… all over my fucking tits… my cunt! Damn, it feels so good! So warm and so… so exciting!”
Her eyes smoldered, watching his piss hole. She found a certain beauty in seeing her son piss, a beauty that was compounded by feeling it splash upon her tits and cunt hair. Her cunt, drenched by his piss, began to pulsate with a heat she was quite familiar with.
“You’re going to make me come again!” she groaned, leaning forward. “My cunt… oh, I’m coming, darling! Piss on me, piss all over my fucking body!”
But Richard was finished.
Karen’s orgasm had not been as strong as the one she had while pissing on him, but she felt it was because she had come so much this day.
“Now I’m going to have to shower with you,” she said, her voice a little thick. “But I don’t mind at all. I think we’ve just learned something else about ourselves, don’t you?”
She climbed into the shower with him, hugging her piss-wet body against his for a long time.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Karen had mixed feelings about going back to Dr. Sissy Reed with her son.
She wasn’t sure she liked the way the woman violated her medical ethics by jerking her son off, trying to pretend it was part of her examination. At least the first time. Last week, when Sissy had boldly closed her fist about Richard’s cock and deliberately jacked him off, watching for Karen’s reaction, Karen had to admit it excited her. And, she admitted, she had enjoyed her own involvement with Sissy, Richard, however, wanted to return to Sissy as often as he could. Karen could not fault him. He was like all guys — horny guys — he wanted every cunt he could get his hands on. He would fuck anything with hair around it, or even if there was no hair around it. He would fuck a cunt, a mouth, and lately, a tight asshole.
Karen grinned to herself as she waited for Richard to finish dressing for their appointment. Her asshole was no longer sore. That raw feeling was gone, having been replaced only by ecstasy when he rammed his hard cock up it. She could take his cock easily… and with a great deal of pleasure. In fact, she was eager to take that cock any way he wanted to give it to her, now. Richard didn’t seem to have a preference either. He enjoyed fucking her cunt or ass, and equally loved it when she sucked him off.
To her surprise and delight, they enjoyed this new aspect of their sexual relations, pissing on each other. She found it a turn-on to watch her son piss, and he would get glassy eyed and his cock would become hard when he watched her pissing. The simple, everyday act stimulated them to the ultimate degree of pleasure.
Waiting for him now, she allowed herself to see, in her mind, his cock spurting the golden piss. She had held his cock a number of times this past week as he pissed. She could feel his piss as it roared up the tube on the underside of his cock. She loved that feel. She liked to kneel down and hold his cock as he pissed, her face close, maybe a few inches away, watching that yellow stream spew forth.
“What’s taking you so long, honey?” she called out. “We’re going to be late.”
“Just a minute, Mom,” he called back.
Karen, dressed in a becoming skirt and blouse, naked beneath it, smiled to herself. Richard was handsome and… horny! She loved that most about him, the horniness.
“Richard, please!”
“I gotta piss first, Mom,” he said.
A tingle shot through her cunt. “Wait!” she called back at him. Jumping to her feet, she almost ran to his room, catching him just as he started into the bathroom. “Don’t you dare piss without me around,” she said. “You know I love holding your cock, watching you piss.”
“I thought you were in a hurry!” he said.
“Fuck Doctor Reed!” Karen hissed, opening her son’s pants and fishing his cock out. “This is more important.”
Dropping to her knees at his side, she held his cock over the toilet, her eyes bright, her tongue running over her lips. “Piss, darling,” she whispered throatily. “Spurt that beautiful piss!”
Richard rested his hand on top of his mother’s head as he started to piss. Karen moaned softly, her other hand resting on his tight ass. The golden stream splashed into the water of the toilet, tingling with a sound that now always excited her. She swallowed with a dry throat, her finger and thumb massaging his cock gently. His piss hole flared out as he pissed, and her cunt became steamy.
“Ooooh, so beautiful,” she whispered, leaning forward until her face was only inches away. She worked her tongue out, moving closer to his cock. She began to lick the tip of her tongue along the shaft of his prick as he pissed. She swirled her tongue about the head of his cock, circling the stream of piss, never once getting close enough to move her tongue into it. She felt her body shivering, her cunt seeming ready to convulse into orgasm.
When he finished pissing, Karen did not shake his cock as she had before. A small amount of piss clung to his piss hole and before even she knew what she was doing, her tongue licked at it. Tasting the few drops of piss, her eyes closed as her cunt erupted into orgasm. She closed her lips around the head of his cock, flapping her tongue up and down his piss slit, swirling against him. Her cunt clenched in spasms, making her moan softly.
She had forgotten, in her excitement, that after he finished pissing, he always had one last squirt.
Richard let that last spurt go.
“Mmmmmm!” Karen wailed, feeling it coat her tongue and run down her throat before she could prevent it. Her cunt suddenly clamped into an amazing orgasm as she tasted his piss. Hungrily, she gulped his cock all the way into her mouth, rushing her lips back and forth, feeling his cock swell between them. Her eyes glowed up at him as she stuffed her mouth time and again with his now-hard cock. She sucked greedily, making throaty, gurgling sounds, both her hands now clutching at his tight ass. Richard, watching his mother sucking frantically at his cock, held the back of her head, fucking into her mouth as she darted her face forward.
Before she knew it, her son was fucking her mouth swiftly, the way he fucked her cunt or asshole. She clung to his thrusting ass tightly, pulling him forward, driving his cock as deep into her burning throat as she could.
“Suck me, Mom!” Richard yelled. “Suck my fucking cock! Lick
it… suck it! I’m gonna fuck your tonsils out, Mom! I’m gonna come juice right out of my balls!”
Karen’s lips were wet and slippery, making it very easy for her son to fuck her. She loved it when he fucked her mouth hard and fast. She liked the burning sensation of it throbbing between her gripping lips, the way it moved along her tongue and the roof of her mouth. His swollen cockhead could almost, but not quite, slip into her throat. She dug her hands into his asscheeks, squeezing and mewling and moaning. She could feel his cock throbbing powerfully in her mouth. He was getting ready to come, and when he came, she didn’t want his cock in her throat. She couldn’t taste the sweetness of his come that way.
Placing her hands on his hips just before he let go, she pushed him back, her lips clamped tightly around the swollen cockhead. The first gush of come juice splashed against her throat, the way it always did unless she had her tongue pressing into his piss slit. She liked it that way, feeling the first thick spurt in her throat, but the rest she wanted over her tongue and filling her mouth until she had to swallow.
“Mmmmm!” she moaned as he came into her mouth. Her tongue whipped around his piss hole, as if she were trying to prevent the eruption. The thick, sweet taste of his come sent her cunt into further convulsions until she was going through a series of orgasms, her ass twisting and jerking.
“Suck it up, Mom!” Richard urged, trying to pull her face into his crotch. “Suck my come juice up! Eat it all… swallow my come! Suck my cock… cocksucker! Cocksucker Mom! Fuck me with your cocksucking mouth!”
Hearing Richard, Karen thought her whole body would explode into pieces. She gulped noisily at his gushing cock until there was no more in his balls. Drawing back, she kissed the tip of his cock tenderly, then stuffed it into his pants and stood up.
“We better go,” she said, pressing her moist lips to his for a brief kiss. “I don’t know why you want to keep the appointment, though. I can do more for you than Sissy, and better.”
Richard patted his mother’s ass. “I like the things she does to me, Mom. Besides, I get excited when I see that pretty blonde girl.”
“Asshole,” she teased. “Come on, before you come off in your fucking pants.”
They arrived at the office a few minutes late, but it didn’t matter. Karen knew Sissy wanted to see Richard just to handle his cock and balls, not because of any medical reason. She sat next to her son, facing the receptionist’s desk. As before, they were the only ones waiting. This was by design, Karen knew. Already Diana was playing her games with Richard, opening her knees under the desk, flashing her creamy thighs and blonde haired cunt. Richard was no longer sneaking peeks at the girl as he had at first. Now he looked openly and boldly under the open-front desk.
Karen, too, looked. It was, she told herself, exciting to peek this way. She wondered how many other people working in offices did this, what went on behind the closed doors behind secretaries’ and receptionists’ desks.
Although she had recently sucked her son’s cock off, she saw that he was hard again. But then, what guy could resist becoming hard when he had someone as pretty as Diana to look at. Her blondehaired cunt reminded Karen of cotton candy. She could see her pink pussy lips as the girl slumped in her chair, her legs very wide. Crossing her own thighs, she thought of this lovely girl with her pretty face pressed into Sissy’s cunt, licking and sucking it hungrily.
It was obvious to Karen that Sissy had talked with Diana, probably told of how Karen had sucked her cunt. The knowledge was in Diana’s face when she gazed at her, that moist tongue moving suggestively over those full lips. Did Diana want to lick her cunt? Karen wondered. Probably, she decided.
Although she told her son that they could change doctors. Karen always became excited once they were in the office and waiting. She knew that they would not change doctors, anyway.
Her eyes opened a bit wide when she noticed Diana slip her hands below the desk. The girl was openly, with a lewd sort of smile on her pretty face, touching her cunt. She stroked it slowly, sliding a finger along the pussy slit and smashing her clit gently. Karen became intensely excited, having never really seen a woman play with her own cunt before. Her hand slipped to her son’s lap as she stared beneath the desk, and her fingers caressed Richard’s swollen cock through his pants. Diana, seeing Karen feel up his cock, made a soft, satisfied moan and thrust a finger into her own cunt, her blue eyes blazing toward Karen.
Karen realized that she was letting this pretty girl know Sissy had told her the truth, but she was so excited that it didn’t matter.
She curled her fingers around her son’s cock, feeling it throb through his pants. Richard stared under the desk with hot eyes, making soft gurgling sounds as he watched the girl fingerfuck herself in a slow, darting way.
Diana, with her hand cupping her cunt, got out of her chair and walked to the side of her desk, her skirt held up by her arm. Her thighs were long and slender. With her eyes still on Karen and Richard, Diana lifted her dress and revealed a beautifully shaped ass.
With her skirt about her narrow waist, Diana leaned over her desk, writhing her naked ass and staring at Karen and Richard. Karen’s hands fumbled with the front of her son’s pants, and fished his cock out. Richard was hard as hell, his cock throbbing as she closed her fingers around it. She pumped him as he looked with hot excitement at the uninhibited girl’s ass.
“Doctor Reed will be busy for a while longer,” Diana said in a very throaty voice, moving her ass from side to side. “I’d love to have a little fun while you’re waiting.”
Karen felt as if she were in a dream. This wasn’t real; it would never happen in real life. But it was happening. Diana was lying across her desk, waggling her naked ass invitingly, saying she wanted to fuck.
Richard glanced at his mother.
“Fuck her,” she hissed. “Fuck the hot ass, Richard! Shove your cock up her fucking hot cunt and ram it hard! Fuck the piss out of her blonde cunt, darling!”
“Ooooh, yes!” Diana mewled, arching her ass up and wiggling it lewdly. “Come on, baby! Fuck me!”
Richard moved swiftly, his cock sticking out of his pants and leading the way. Karen gazed with smoldering eyes as Richard dropped his pants. He stood behind the girl’s creamy ass, slamming his cock into her pooching cunt. Diana gave a soft hiss as he fucked his cock up her cunt.
He pulled his shirt high, and fucking into Diana’s cunt, his stomach made a slapping sound against her ass. Immediately, Diana began to jiggle her ass about, swinging it lewdly and almost dancing as Richard began to fuck her hard.
Diana’s head rested on her desk, facing Karen. Although her expression was that of a girl experiencing the utmost in ecstasy. Her blue eyes glowed with erotic delight as she heaved ha creamy ass about, meeting the thrusts of Richard’s cock, grinding into him, burbling and cooing.
“Show me some cunt!”
Karen jerked, not sure she heard.
“I want to look at your lovely cunt, Karen,” Diana said. “Let me see your sweet, hairy cunt.”
Karen found herself lifting her skirt, drawing it to her waist. She lifted her ass to jerk it up, and her legs spread wide. She slumped in her chair, her hair lined cunt exposed to the glowing eyes of the young girl, and to her son. She could see her sea’s cock moving in and out, see the glistening wetness on his prickshaft. He was clutching Diana’s hips with his fingers, his face contorted with pleasure.
“Up her cunt, Richard!” Karen hissed. “Fuck the piss out of her candy cunt!”
The girl’s long legs shook as she tried to lift them from the floor, to wrap them backwards about Richard’s body. Diana’s blue eyes glazed hotly at Karen, watching intently while Richard fucked her. The white uniform dress created an erotic aspect to the situation. It was exciting enough to see Diana leaning on her desk with her skirt up, Richard’s cock pumping frantically into her pussy, but the nurses uniform seemed to add so much more.
With her fingers moving about her swollen clit, Karen’s pulses race
d in a hot, burning way. Seeing her son fucking the pretty blonde was very exciting. Her hairy cunt was wet with slippery juices, her own thighs trembling as her tits heaved up and down.
“Oh, Richard,” she hissed at her son. “Fuck her, fuck her! Oh, baby, give her hot cunt that hard cock! Fuck the piss out of her blonde pussy, darling! Ohhh, that’s beautiful!”
“Fuck me, Richard!” Diana groaned. “Fuck my cunt! God, what a sweet, hard cock! Tear my cunt apart with that lovely cock! Rip me… rip my fucking cunt!”
Richard, with his hips thrusting back and forth, his cock plunging deep into the gripping heat of Diana’s cunt, looked from his mother’s cunt to Diana’s gyrating ass. The excitement in his eyes created a smoldering, glazed expression. His mouth hung open as he grunted and snorted.
Karen mewled as if it were her cunt taking his cock, her sensations spinning with erotic pleasure. She shoved her ass forward on the chair, her legs wide. She pumped her hips up and down with the movement of her fingers as she watched her son fucking the pretty receptionist. The soft, wet sounds of his cock smacking into the girl’s candy-haired cunt seemed loud in the waiting room.
“Lovely, baby!” Diana was whimpering. “So lovely! You have a beautiful cock, baby! So hard, so deep in my hot twat! Oooooh, your balls… I feel them beating against me! I love cock… hard cock! Beautiful hard cock! Feed my cunt, baby!”
Karen’s pussy twitched around her thrusting fingers, her ass twisting and humping up and down. She was fucking her fingers with her cunt instead of the other way around. She felt lewd and ready, eager for anything, anything to satisfy her whirling erotic senses. At this moment, watching her son fuck the pretty girl, Karen would have fucked anything and anybody.
She wanted to touch something besides herself. She wanted to touch her son, feel his full balls, his cock. She wanted to feel the girl’s cunt as her son fucked it. She wanted hands on her body, fingers shoving into her cunt, her asshole, cock in her mouth. The desire was consuming her, lapping at her nerves, threatening to destroy her completely. The urge to come was deep inside her body, swelling into an enormous hot ball, yet she couldn’t come. The sensation of coming was driving her wild, tormenting her in an almost painful way.
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