“But you came,” he reminded her.
“Hard, too,” Sharon said, and felt a twinge of heat on her face as she recalled the woman watching her, then giving her that lewd, knowing wink. “I don’t want to do anything like that again, Bobby.”
“You’ll wear those clothes, though?”
She nodded. “I can get used to them, I think. It may take time, though. I’ve never been the type to wear clothes that reveal so much. I’ve always envied women that could.”
“Mom, you look as good as they do, better than most,” he assured her.
She felt her eyes misting up. “You’re just biased.”
“I’m honest, Mom.” He reached down and patted her hip. “Turn over and stick your ass in the air.”
“Whatever for?” she asked.
“Because I’ve got a hard-on again and I wanna fuck something.”
She looked at his cock, then took a swipe at it with her tongue. She lowered her face and licked his balls. Then she turned onto her stomach and lifted her ass into the air, drawing her knees beneath her. She looked over her shoulder at him, resting her weight on her elbows. “Where are you going to stick that hard-on? My cunt or asshole?”
“Wherever it goes,” he said, getting behind his mother.
But he didn’t fuck his cock into either her cunt or asshole. Instead he shoved his face into her crotch, licking at the hairy lips of her cunt, then drawing, his tongue upward, swirling it about her asshole.
“Bobby!” she gasped. “Don’t lick my asshole!”
“Why not?” came his muffled reply. “It tasted pretty good, Mom.”
“But… but…”
His tongue ran into her asshole, and began to thrust back and forth. She pressed her forehead onto the bed, seeing his chin between her thighs, covered by the curls of her wet cunt.
“Oh, God, you’re so… oooo, that does feel good, baby!”
Bobby pressed his open lips hard against his mother’s asshole. His tongue flicked in and out of her ass.
Sharon gurgled with the sweet pleasure, twisting her ass from side to side. With her head resting on the bed, she stared hotly between her legs. She could see his cock, his chin pressed into her cunt. His tongue didn’t feel as big as his cock up her asshole, but it excited her the way he wiggled it about.
Shoving her hands past her head, Sharon clawed at the sheets, groaning as she strained her ass into her son’s mouth. What he was doing was so wicked, so deliciously wicked. Her clit bulged, throbbing. She couldn’t stop shoving a hand downward her fingers smashing at her clit, agitating it frantically as her son plunged his tongue time and again into her hot, tight asshole. The lips of her hairy cunt were gripping and relaxing, as if trying to suck his chin into her pussy. She could feel her cunt expand, then close with wet heat.
“Ohhhh, suck it, suck it!” she squealed. “Tongue my ass, Bobby! Oh, God! Fuck my whole with your tongue! It’s going to make make me come!”
A bellow of strangled ecstasy growled from her throat, her orgasm convulsing deep inside her cunt, then waving outward to the hairy, juicy cuntlips. She screamed in utmost rapture as she came, her asshole flexing around her son’s delving tongue. Her naked ass undulated hotly.
“Fuck me!” Sharon screeched. “Fuck mother up the cunt!”
Bobby pulled his tongue out of her asshole, watching it fucker and wink at him. He saw the gleaming beads of juice on the thick hair of her cunt, the pulsating, swollen pussylips.
“Fuck mother in the fucking hot cunt now!” Sharon screamed, her naked ass whirling, jerking, thrusting. “Fuck my pussy… shove your hard cock up mother’s wet, hairy cunt and fuck the piss out of me!”
Bobby grasped his cock, then plunged it forward. The head of his hard cock split the hairy lips of his mother’s cunt, bringing a welcoming sob from Sharon. She slammed her ass backward just as she felt the head of his cock penetrate her pussy, fucking deeply into her with one quick thrust. She pulled her fingers away from her cunt and clutched at his tight, hard balls.
“Oooo, give it to me hard, baby! Ram that big cock up mother’s cunt as hard as you can! Beat the piss out of mother’s wet pussy… use that cock… pound your cock into my fucking hot cunt, Bobby! Ahbhhh, it’s so good, Bobby! Oohh, more, honey! Mote!”
Bobby gripped his mother’s thrusting hips tightly, digging his fingers into her flesh. He jerked her ass backwards onto his cock, then pushed her forward. Each time he pulled her ass backward, he lunged his cock hard and fast, fucking into the wet heat of her cunt powerfully. Sharon made squealing sounds of rapture, gripping his hairless balls in a tight hand. The juices of her cunt smeared her hand all the way to her wrists, she was so hot.
“I’m still coming!” she wailed, straining hard. “My cunt is still coming, Bobby! Oooo, mother’s cunt is grabbing for your hard cock! Give it to me, baby!” She pulled and twisted his balls. “Squirt it to my pussy! Mother’s cunt wants that come juice! Spurt it up my fucking cunt, Bobby!”
Bobby began to gasp, his mouth gaping as he gazed wildly at his mother’s ass. Her ass cheeks were spread very wide, and each time he yanked her hips backward, the scalding heat of her asshole seemed to brand a circle on his lower stomach just above his cock. Sliding his thumb down the crack of her ass, he pushed it upon the tight ass ring, still fucking his cock in and out of her greedy cunt.
“Ooao, baby!”
Bobby rammed his thumb into his mother’s asshole. Sharon went wild. She tossed her ass about, riding his cock with her cunt and her asshole on his thumb, her mind spinning with erotic sensations, her orgasms bursting one after the other.
Bobby grunted, slamming his cock deep into her cunt, holding it there as he went stiff. Then he began to shudder, groaning loudly. The boiling juice of his young balls poured in rapid squirts into her heated cunt.
Sharon raised her head from the bed, screaming with ecstasy.
CHAPTER NINE
Sharon began to venture out of the house in her miniskirts and short dresses slowly and cautiously. At first she would only go a few blocks. She felt as if everyone was looking at her, seeing her erotic emotions on full display. Bobby went with her, constantly assuring his mother that she looked beautiful, like the other girls and women who wore such clothing. Sharon was only partly convinced. She felt naked and conspicuous.
But, she admitted to herself, she felt excited. As she became bolder, she found she could walk about with her shoulders back, her tits straining, her long, creamy thighs flashing, with comfort. She saw that other women and girls felt no embarrassment in the revealing clothing and apparently felt none even if a gust of wind lifted a short skirt to expose a teasing flash of skimpy, lacy panties. The thing she noticed most of all was that the panties always seemed the type to draw the eye. She began to understand she wasn’t alone in the world, that there were many, many women who enjoyed being looked at.
A few times, Bobby would flip the back of her skirt up before she was aware of what he was doing, and that caused her to blush furiously. She wasn’t sure if she would blush if the wind lifted her skirt, but having her son do it made her face burn hotly.
Bobby had convinced her that, when getting in and out of the car, she should flash her panties and legs. He called her attention to other women who did it. Sharon realized most women, otherwise modest, seldom realized they showed legs and panties getting in and out of cars. Once, she even saw a woman without panties on, and the brief flash of the hairy cunt caused her to gasp. Bobby, though, enjoyed it very much, naturally. Now, every time she climbed in and out of the car, she flashed her panties, and felt quite comfortable with it. Bobby had started opening and closing the door, but it wasn’t because he was being a little gentleman, she knew. He enjoyed watching her legs part, seeing her panties, her thighs. Since her garter belt and nylons appeared to excite him most of all, she usually wore them with her knee-length boots.
At home, Bobby had developed the habit of wanting to lie on the floor, with her above him, straddling his head so
he could look up between her thighs at her cunt and ass. He wanted her to wear the garter belt and nylons at those times, and although he liked when she wore panties, he often asked her to leave them off, wanting to see the hairy cunt slit, the pink, swollen pussy lips. Sometimes he would ask her to half squat above him, so he could see the tight fucker of her asshole, too. Once in a while he would jerk his cock as he gazed for long minutes up her legs.
One day, Sharon was standing above him, a foot on each side of his head. She wore a miniskirt, her garter belt, fishnet nylons, and her boots. But her cunt was naked. She faced his feet, gazing at his cock and balls as her son peered up her thighs. His cock was rigid with desire, swollen very hard, the cockhead bulging and dripping that clear, sweet fluid. She stood holding her tits in both hands, her nipples pressing between her fingers. She wasn’t wearing a blouse, but was naked from her waist up.
After standing above her son a few times like this before, Sharon enjoyed it now as much as he did. She loved to stand there and feel his eyes hotly looking up at her, his cock hard, his fist often pumping his prick. She loved it when he looked up and jacked off. There was something erotic about posing this way while watching her son jack his cock, squirt that jism from the cockhead and spatter it over his stomach and thighs. Her cunt had this delicious habit of pulsating visibly, the cuntlips moving in a writhing way that Sharon had no control over. This delighted her son no end.
“Jack it off, baby,” she whispered above him. “Ohhh, yes, Bobby! Jack that beautiful hard-on off! Come on your fucking fist, honey! Let mother see you pump that juice out of your sweet balls!”
Bobby stared with glazed eyes up at her naked cunt, seeing the pussylips through the thick hair, the crack of her ass. Sharon’s ass clenched and bunched, her cunt throbbing. Bobby could see the wetness beading the hair of his mother’s pussy. One hand held his balls tightly, the other curled about his cock hard, jerking up and down.
Sharon didn’t want to stand there this time.
She wanted to feel, to touch, kiss and lick. She swallowed noisily as she gazed down at him, his cock so edible.
“Squat a little, Mom,” Bobby groaned. “Squat just a little so I can see your asshole.”
Sharon bent her knees, arching her ass a bit backward. She lowered her ass until it was about a foot above her son’s face. She couldn’t resist slipping a hand to her pussy. She stroked her inflamed tit, rubbing at the sensitive sides, taking a quick dip into the steamy wetness. She waggled her ass, her eyes glazing down on his cock.
With a moan, she leaned over, straightening her knees. She pulled the head of her son’s cock into her mouth and began licking it. Bobby grunted in pleasure, seeing his mother’s cunt opening above his face. The inner surfaces of her creamy smooth thighs were wet with the seeping of her pussy. He released his cock when his mother took it between her lips, but he still clung to his tight young balls. He shoved his hand up her thigh, along the inside. He felt the silky nylons, then the naked flesh at the top. He ran his fingers into the wetness, and while his mother agitated her swollen clit. He thrust a finger into her cunt, working it up and downs Sharon mewled around his prick, swinging her uplifted ass in tight, inviting circles.
The hot taste of his cock in her mouth sent rippling ecstasy through Sharon’s body, and she started bending her knees.
Bobby pulled his finger from her cunt and fucked it up her asshole, his eyes on fire as he watched. Sharon sucked at his cock, her tongue twirling with wet hunger, both her hands flat on the floor at each side of his hips, bracing herself.
Bobby fingerfucked his mother in her cunt and then her asshole, darting his wet finger from one to the other. Sharon squealed and gobbled at his prick, shaking her ass lewdly, wantonly. The way he fingerfucked her cunt and asshole, taking turns, sent a wild quiver about her flesh. She moaned as a mild orgasm swelled and burst inside her crotch, her cunt opening and closing. Her asshole gripped and squeezed his finger, then when he plunged it up into her cunt, her pussy grabbed at it hungrily. She groaned and shoved her mouth down onto his cock until she had it all, her lips at the base, writhing as her tongue swirled hotly. Moaning huskily, Sharon began bouncing her face up and down, fucking her son’s cock with her mouth. She fucked hard and fast, bruising her puffy, stretched lips, and loving every second of it. He dripped so much, her mouth filled time and again until she had to swallow the sweet juices of his balls. Bobby kept plunging his finger from her cunt to her asshole, creating an enormous rapture within his mother’s lewdly exposed body.
“Sit in my face, Mom!” Bobby groaned, pulling his finger out of her asshole. “Sit your fucking cunt in my face! I want to suck your hairy pussy, Mom! Sit your hot ass right in my face!”
“Mmmmm,” Sharon whimpered, dropping her open crotch into her son’s face.
Bobby placed his palms on the cheeks of her ass, making a seat for her, and buried his face into her juicy cunt. He licked from her distended clit, across the wet cunt slit, and at her asshole. His tongue flew from asshole to cunt, from her cunt to the base of her spine. Sharon sank down on his throbbing cock, her lips twisting as she sucked with greedy power. She pulled her mouth off his cock and feverishly lapped all about his balls, even beneath his balls. Her tongue came close to his asshole, and when Bobby parted his legs very wide, Sharon sucked in a hiss of air and plunged her tongue against his tight asshole. She licked in a frenzy at his ass, his cock throbbing alongside her neck. She placed her lips around his asshole and sucked, sucked hard. She squirmed her cunt into her son’s face, her knees drawn up to her sides.
Tasting her son’s asshole, feeling the heat of it searing her tongue and lips, caused a tremendous sense of lewdness within Sharon’s body and mind. She had not realized licking at his asshole could be so exciting. She moaned softly and shoved her hands below his ass, gripping the tight ass cheeks. She pulled them as far apart as she could, smearing her mouth into his ass, then pushing his ass cheeks together, capturing her tongue inside the smooth surfaces. She moved her mouth with feverish haste to his balls again. Whimpering with lust, bouncing her cunt and ass into his face, Sharon sucked at her son’s balls, taking them into her mouth, her tongue fluttering around the tight, swollen, hairless balls with hot hunger.
Leaving his balls, she lifted her head with a wild squeal, smashing her juicy cunt hard into her son’s mouth, his nose blowing hot air across her sensitive asshole.
“Eat me! Eat me!” she squealed. “Eat my hot cunt, baby! Suck mother’s wet, hairy pussy! Suck my asshole! Suck everything, baby!”
She pulled one hand off his ass and gripped his cock at the base, jerking in quick movements, her tongue flicking about the swollen cockhead, raking across his piss hole to lick away the seeping juices. She swirled her tongue about the smooth, hot head of her son’s cock, mewling deep in her throat. She twisted her ass down into her son’s face, his fingers now digging into her hips, pulling her cunt tightly into his sucking mouth.
“Oooo, tongue that pussy, Bobby!” she moaned, with her lips brushing the head of his cock. “Tongue mother’s hot cunt! Shove your sweet tongue way up my hot cunt and taste me! Suck my asshole, honey! Ohhhh, baby, baby! Shave your tongue in me, in my cunt, in my asshole! Fuck me with that sweet tongue! Tonguefuck mother in the cunt and asshole!”
Bobby had shoved her miniskirt to her waist, clutching her hips tightly. He buried his face deeply into the steamy wetness, inhaling the exciting scent of his mother’s asshole and cunt, sucking the juices out and swallowing, dipping his tongue first into her cunt, then her asshole.
Sharon sucked feverishly and hungrily on her son’s cock, smashing her lips at the base, trying to take it all the way into her throat, desperate to have his fucker deep inside her greedy mouth. With the ecstasy rumbling through her, Sharon smashed her cunt up and down, banging into her son’s face without thought of huffing him. But Bobby clung to her, his tongue penetrating her pussy or asshole with each downward thrust of her crotch. He lifted his hips from the floor, straining h
is cock into her gobbling mouth. Sharon’s lips flew up and down his prick, one hand now clutching his preciously hot balls tightly, the other still squeezing at his ass.
Sharon strained her cunt hard, groaning around his throbbing prick. She was on the brink of orgasm again, and it swelled and bubbled deep inside her pussy. She felt her asshole sucking inward, the hairy lips of her cunt twitching. She smashed her pussy hard, at the same time sucking frantically on his cock.
Her cunt exploded.
Sharon wailed about her son’s cock, grinding mindlessly into his face, smearing him with her dripping pussy juices. She pulled as hard as she could on his rigid prick, her tongue smashing it to the roof of her mouth. Bobby’s hips shook, then jerked, and her mouth was drenched with the creamy sweet liquids of his balls. The thick, delicious jism poured from his prick and into her mouth. Groaning in ecstasy, Sharon lifted her mouth and began to jack his cock in a frenzy, her tongue flicking about his piss hole, catching the come juice. She moaned and gurgled, letting the cock cream spurt across her tongue and into her open mouth, then drip out and cover her hand, the base of his cock, his balls. She pumped frantically, her cunt bursting with powerful orgasms into her son’s face. She smashed her cunt up and down, burying his young, eager face with the wet pussy hair, punching her asshole against his nose.
Slowly Bobby’s ass slumped down. Sharon’s orgasm receded, and she remained with her cunt in her son’s face, pressing now at his chin. She felt Bobby kiss the ring of her asshole, cupping the shapely cheeks of her ass at the same time. She gazed at the come juice glistening on his balls and cock, her hand. With a squeal, she began, licking it up, swirling her tongue through the slippery jism with wanton thirst.
“Ohhh, that was very good, Bobby,” she purred as she rolled from him. “We’re getting better and better with each other.”
She lay on her side, one hand resting on his hip as he turned onto his side. She shoved her thigh beneath his head, making a pillow of it for him. His face felt very good there, and he could look into her cunt from just inches away. She rested her head on the floor, gazing with moist eyes at his cock and balls, the taste of his come juice lingering in her mouth. She caressed her son’s hip and thigh and ass, enjoying looking at his cock from this angle, this close.
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