CHAPTER EIGHT
Jennifer realized her problem in front of the window had been due to the fact that they were not in some public place. She could have been seen if they had a ground-floor apartment, but since they didn’t, no one had seen her. Fingerfucking in front of her undraped window, desperate for someone to see how wanton she was, had excited both her and Johnny, but no one had seen them.
To be seen by the public fucking her son was the excitement she wanted.
To be seen with her son’s cock in her cunt and her face was what she wanted most of all.
There were so many public places, but so much danger, too.
No one would ever know it was her son, and she wanted them to know. There was no way she could do that without exposing them both to danger, though.
Gathering up the laundry to take it downstairs to the apartment laundry room, she asked her son to go with her.
Jennifer wore a bright sunsuit, made of terry cloth it hugged her ripe tits nicely, with two small straps over her shoulders. It was tight at the crotch, but the legs were somewhat loose. Underneath, she was naked. Curling soft pussy hair showed from the crotch and on her upper thighs, and the lower swells of her ass were exposed. Johnny looked at his mother with appreciation in his eyes.
“Someone will see your ass, Mom!” He grinned, caressing her ass.
“Isn’t that the idea?”
“It’s kinda close to home, don’t you think?”
“Do you care?” she asked. “I don’t?”
With a laugh, he followed her down the stairs, carrying the laundry basket for her. A young couple was at the pool. The girl was wearing a bright red bikini swimsuit, and the man wore trunks. Jennifer and Johnny had never seen them before.
The man smiled, and the girl waved in a friendly gesture.
Jennifer paused to speak, facing them, knowing the hair of her cunt was exposed. The man’s eyes took it in, a smile on his face.
“New, aren’t you?” Jennifer asked the couple.
“Two days now,” the man answered, his eyes never moving from Jennifer’s crotch.
“You’ll like it here,” Jennifer said, letting her gaze linger boldly on his crotch.
Johnny was staring at the pretty blonde. Her bikini was very skimpy, and he could see the outline of her puffy cunt, where it pulled into the slit.
After a moment longer of boldly gazing at the man’s crotch, Jennifer moved on toward the laundry room, feeling the man’s eyes on her ass. She swayed her hips suggestively, but not in a lewd way. Inside the laundry room, she sorted the clothing and piled them into the washer, then turned it on. When she turned around, her son’s cock, hard and inside his pants, pushed against her hand.
“Ohhhh, its hard!” she gasped, gripping it inside his pants. “Did that pretty girl give you a hard-on, Johnny? Did you see how her cunt showed in her bikini?”
Johnny grinned and nodded, working a finger into the leg of his mother’s sunsuit to feel the soft hair of her cunt. Jennifer placed her other hand on his shoulder, pushing her hips forward. His hand cupped her cunt, pressing at it.
“You’re a little wet, too, Mom.” He grinned. “You want his cock?”
“No,” she whispered. “But I loved the way he stared at me.”
“Let’s fuck,” Johnny said.
“Here?” She giggled.
“Why not?”
“Yes, indeed,” she purred, opening his pants and taking his cock out. “Why not fuck right here?”
With his cock out of his pants, Jennifer turned and leaned over the washing machine, jutting her ass back. She was moaning with readiness by the time she felt her son pull the crotch of her sunsuit away from her pussy and ass. She could look out the laundry-room window at the young couple at the side of the pool. The man had pulled the girl between his legs, her back against him, and he was fondling her tits openly. Jennifer saw the girl’s long legs open and close, her eyes shut as her expression indicated pleasure.
Johnny, too, could see them.
The man slipped the top of the girl’s bikini down, and a succulent, round tit showed, a luscious nipple standing up in hardness.
“Watch them, honey!” Jennifer purred, waggling her ass. “Let’s watch him feel her tits while you fuck me!”
Johnny pushed his cock to his mother’s cunt, but Jennifer shifted her hips, and the head of his cock brushed against her asshole. Jennifer froze for a moment, then giggled.
“Fuck me there, Johnny!”
“In your ass, Mom?”
“Ooooh, don’t you want to fuck my ass, baby? Please.”
Johnny giggled, rubbing the smooth, swollen head of his cock up and down the crack of his mother’s ass, looking down at it.
“In your ass, huh?”
“Yes, baby!” she purred, jutting her ass back a little more. “Right in my ass!”
Johnny pushed, and Jennifer held her breath. The pressure of his cock against her asshole felt strange, but there was a tingling excitement about it, too. She wanted his cock inside her asshole, wanted to feel that throbbing hardness go deep, very deep.
“Oooh, push your cock up mother’s asshole, Johnny!” she sobbed softly, gripping the edge of the washing machine.
Johnny placed the head of his cock against the fiery pucker of his mother’s asshole, and slowly pushed forward.
Jennifer held her breath, staring out the window as the young man caressed the girl’s exposed tit. The pressure grew and she felt her asshole parting, opening for her son’s cock.
“Push!” she urged hotly, pressing her ass back.
Her son’s cock penetrated.
“Ohhhh, Johnny!”
Johnny groaned, the tightness of his mother’s asshole feeling delicious around the head of his cock. He pushed inward, much easier now. He could see the ring of his mother’s asshole spreading, holding his cock. He gritted his teeth when his balls tingled. He held his mother’s shivering hips, and pushed his cock all the way into her asshole.
Moaning softly, Jennifer shoved a hand down and between her thighs, grabbing his hot balls and rubbing them against her juicy cunt, the throbbing of his hard cock along the walls of her asshole sending hot waves of ecstasy through her.
“Oooh, Johnny, your cock feels so big!”
“Shhh, Mom!”
“But it is big in me, baby!” she said loudly again. “Ooooh, I love it in me! Fuck me, Johnny!”
She saw the young couple look toward the laundry room, their eyes glazed as the man cupped a naked tit.
“They can hear us!” Johnny gasped, sliding his cock in and out of his mother’s asshole.
“I know!” she hissed. “Fuck me hard!”
The girl at the side of the pool drew one leg up, swinging it wide, the tight crotch of her bikini stretching over her cunt. Both Jennifer and Johnny were watching them, while he rammed his cock in and out of his mother’s asshole. They saw the man’s hand slide down the girl’s body and cup her cunt. The girl shoved her hand down, too, and managed to pull the crotch of her bikini to one side, her pink cunt glistening and on display as the man felt it.
“Ooooh, look at them, Johnny!” Jennifer sobbed, rocking her ass. “He’s playing with her cunt now!”
“I see!” Johnny moaned, ramming his cock back and forth, fucking his mother in her fiery asshole, the friction making them both dance and shake and wiggle wantonly.
“Fuck my brains out, Johnny!” Jennifer yelled.
The man and girl pulled away from etch other, getting to their feet.
“Mom, they’re gonna come over here!” Johnny gasped, ramming hard into her gripping asshole.
Jennifer heard him, but not clearly. His cock was plunging up her ass fast and hard and deep, and the friction sent ripples of intense ecstasy up and down her body. She gripped the edge of the washing machine, her knuckles turning white, eyes closed. She gasped and cried, then sobbed as the rapture increased until she wanted to scream and scream. She jutted her ass back to her son, her feet planted
firmly on the concrete floor.
Johnny watched the couple approaching the window of the laundry room, unable to pause.
He dug his fingers into his mother’s hips hard, puffing her back as he lunged inward. Her asshole was searing the hard shaft of his prick with the tight heat. His balls were tight and hard.
The couple peered through the window, wide eyed, watching as Johnny pounded up his mother’s asshole.
Jennifer’s eyes fluttered open, and she saw the couple staring in the window.
“Ohhh, fuck me!” she yelled, staring at the faces. “Fuck me hard, Johnny! Ohhh, my God… I’m going to come, Johnny! Faster… harder!”
Jennifer whipped her ass back and forth, grinding against her son’s cock. The full expanse of one asscheek could be seen by the couple, as well as her long leg. Jennifer stared them in the eye with a glazed expression as her orgasm bubbled wetly, making the hairy lips of her cunt clench, her asshole clasp hot and tight around her son’s throbbing cock.
The young girl had one tit exposed, her pink nipple rigid, poking upward. The man had his arms around the girl’s shoulders, his fingers pinching her nipple as they watched Johnny fucking his mother.
Jennifer stared right at them, twisting and grinding her ass frantically while her son fucked it. Her cunt was juicy, the wetness sliding along her inner thigh, the tight crotch of her sunsuit soaked. She humped her ass up and down, sobbing her ecstasy.
“Johnny!” she screamed.
Her cunt clenched, her clit vibrating wildly. The hot wave of orgasm burst inside her, and Jennifer threw her ass back hard, her son’s cock buried deeply. Johnny gasped, then his breath caught. His mother’s asshole was holding him so tightly that he could not pull back. The squeezing action of her asshole on the base of his cock brought his balls up very tight.
He grunted.
His cock spewed boiling juices up his mother’s asshole.
The rapid spurts of his come juice into her asshole sent Jennifer’s cunt into harder, more intense spasms. She screamed over and over as she came, her asshole sucking and squeezing at Johnny’s cock, pulling the hot thick juices out of his balls.
“Give it to me!” Jennifer screamed. “I want it all, every fucking squirt, Johnny!”
Johnny’s discharge was powerful, and his legs became wobbly. He leaned over his mother’s back, gasping weakly, his cock sending the final gush into his mother’s burning asshole. His hands slid up her sides, underneath her, cupping her crushed titties. Jennifer remained leaning over the washing machine, breathing hard, her vision clearing somewhat until she could see the features of the young couple in the window. She gave them a lazy smile, and get a big one in return.
She moaned as her asshole started to push her son’s cock out. She clamped the ring, wanting to keep his cock inside her for a while. But the gripping action squeezed his cock out, and she mewled softly as his prick dropped downward, resting in the slit of her juicy, hairy cunt. She felt her son’s hands holding her titties, listening to his heavy breathing. She began to giggle.
“Get off, honey,” she said softly.
Johnny stood, and with the couple watching, he stuffed his cock back into his pants. For, a moment longer, Jennifer remained on the washing machine, then she, too, stood up. Slowly she adjusted the crotch of her sunsuit, facing the couple, letting then, see her hairy cunt.
The couple gave a thumbs-up gesture, and turned from the window. Jennifer and Johnny watched them return to the side of the pool, the cheeks of the girl’s pretty ass showing; her bikini bottom had been pulled into the crack.
Jennifer drew her son against her, hugging him tightly and giggling lewdly. “I guess she saw it all, huh?”
“You screamed loud enough. Mom,” he replied. “I’m surprised everyone in the building wasn’t here watching.”
“God, did I come!”
“Me, too.” He grinned and sucked at her tongue when she pushed it into his mouth.
The couple was back by the pool, with the girl sitting between the man’s thighs, leaning buck against him, her tit still exposed. The man was caressing her creamy titflesh. The girl rested her head on his chest, eyes closed with an expression of pleasure, enjoying his fondling of her body.
“I wonder if her cunt is wet,” Johnny said.
“I wonder if his cock is hard!” Jennifer giggled.
“If they’re not, then something must be wrong with them!” Johnny laughed. “If I had seen someone fucking, taking it up the ass, my cock would be so hard, it would hurt.”
“Mmmmmm!” She purred, cupping his crotch.
“And my cunt would be dripping all the way to my toes.”
“I bet we can find out,” Johnny said, holding his mother’s ass.
“You mean take a peek?”
“You can ask them,” he suggested.
Jennifer giggled again. “That would be embarrassing, asking a guy if he had a hard-on.”
“Embarrassing to who, you or him, Mom?”
“Well… both, maybe.”
She was looking out at the man and woman while Johnny fondled her ass. The girl had opened her legs, and the tight crotch of her bikini was fully revealed.
She took Johnny’s hand and walked from the laundry room.
They moved to the couple, and stopped, looking down, holding hands tightly. Jennifer stood with her feet apart, and the man and girl gazed deliberately at her crotch, seeing the glistening wetness on her thigh.
“Do you have a hard-on?” Jennifer asked, her voice soft, but bold.
The girl giggled and squirmed her shoulders. “He sure does, and it’s pushing on my back!”
The man nodded, his eyes burning into Jennifer’s crotch. He slipped his fingers down the girl’s stomach to her bikini, then cupped her cunt through it.
“Is your cunt wet?” Jennifer whispered.
“Wet? My cunt is soaked!” the girl mewled throatily.
Johnny smiled. “Show me.”
The girl giggled.
The man hooked a finger into the tightness of her bikini, and with some difficulty, drew it to one side, exposing the girl’s pussy. Johnny stared at her puffy pink lips, the golden hair around it. He could see her cunt was very wet.
The girl shifted to one side, and her hand slipped inside the man’s trunks, and she pulled out his cock, which was hard and throbbing. She closed her fingers around it and boldly jacked up and down while Jennifer and her son stared.
The man glanced around, then placed his hand on the back of the girl’s head, pushing her face downward. The girl’s eyes glanced at Jennifer and Johnny, then her lashes lowered as her lips brushed the head of the man’s swollen cock.
“Suck me, baby!” the man said hoarsely. “Not out here!” the girl protested, starting to lift up.
“I said suck my cock!” the man demanded, harshly, then rammed the girl’s face down.
Her mouth filled with his cock, and this time she didn’t try to resist.
Jennifer saw something her son didn’t. The girl wanted to be forced, to be humiliated, and in public this way.
“Let’s go, Johnny,” Jennifer said, turning and pulling him with her.
CHAPTER NINE
“I wanted to see her suck him off, Mom,” Johnny said as they entered the apartment.
“He was making her do it,” Jennifer answered.
“But she wanted to, Mom.”
“That’s how she gets off, honey,” Jennifer said. “Being forced gets her off in a way she loves. But you’ll never have to force me. I’ll do what you want because I get as much out of it as you do.”
As the days passed, Jennifer found that fucking her son was not as exciting when they were in the house alone, even if the windows were wide open. What they needed, she thought, was a bottom-floor apartment so anyone passing could look in, see her with her son’s cock stuffed in her cunt or mouth, or up her ass.
While they searched the newspapers for a new apartment, Jennifer came across an ad about a carnival in oper
ation near the huge shopping mall. As she looked at the ad, a gleam came into her eye.
“Honey, how would you like to go to this carnival?”
“I don’t care for things like that,” he said. “You’re a strange boy,” she replied. “You don’t seem to care much for what other boy’s your age like. Football, baseball, none of these at all. The only thing you seem interested in is staying home and fucking me.”
“Anything wrong with that, Mom?”
“Hey, it’s wonderful!” She laughed, hugging him against her tits. “I was only teasing. But how about this carnival? Why don’t we go?”
“Okay,” he agreed. “When?”
“Why not this afternoon?”
They agreed to go after lunch, and Jennifer bathed while her son had a sandwich and milk. She was much too excited to eat. A carnival would be perfect to expose herself, she was thinking. The rides, with her dress up, the throngs of people seeing her.
She considered shorts, but that wouldn’t let her show her pussy very well. She selected a full, linen skirt and a sheer blouse. It wasn’t what a woman would wear to a carnival if she intended to participate in the wild rides. She decided not to wear panties or bra, wanting to show her hairy cunt nakedly. The full skirt swirled about her thighs and hips when she twirled, her ass and cunt flashing. She giggled, and picked out a pair of old, ragged cut-off jeans for her son.
Johnny put them on, knowing why his mother had chosen them.
They arrived at the carnival about one in the afternoon, and already it was crowded. They walked about, looking at everything. Johnny picked up on the excitement of the noise, the music, the colored lights.
They were standing in front of a large tent, listening to a man try and talk people into entering, to see the greatest wonders of the world.
The small crowd laughed and a few paid their money to see what was inside the tent, but most didn’t. Johnny held his mother’s hand, and then gasped, looking up at her. A hand was on his cock, but it wasn’t his mother’s!
He turned and saw a well-dressed woman in her thirties, wearing designer jeans and a loose sweater, looking expensive from head to toe, with gold earrings and a pearl necklace. The woman wasn’t looking at him, but at the man still talking. She squeezed his cock hard, then turned it loose.
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