He didn’t protest when his mother pulled his trunks to his knees, and started pumping his cock. As she jacked her son, watching the boy pound on his prick, Misty slipped the crotch of her bikini to one side, showing her hairy cunt to the boy. His eyes lit up, and his fist worked faster.
Misty watched him pound his cock, spreading her legs wide open, and stroked her son’s cock. She rubbed at her exposed clit and slipped a finger into her pussy a few more times. She was turned on, very much so, to see this young boy jacking off. It was more of a turn on to her than sucking off that boy at the fast food drive-in.
“Jack it,” she purred loud enough for him to hear, sliding her finger in and out of her hairy cunt. “Jack it off… pound your hard cock! Watch me… I’m fingerfucking my pussy! Watch me jack Billy off and fingerfuck my cunt! Oooooh, I bet you come a lot!”
The boy was panting as his fist rammed up and down, his eyes burning on her dipping finger, seeing the first cunt of his young life. Showing her pussy to him excited Misty, knowing he had never seen one, before. Then she got an idea. She looked around to make sure they would not be seen, and untied her bikini bottom. She pushed her son down on the seat of the car.
“Watch us!” she called out hoarsely, spreading her legs over her son’s, facing the boy who was pounding on his cock frantically, staring wild-eyed at Misty and Billy. “Watch us, honey!”
Shoving a hand between her thighs, Misty fit her son’s cock into her cunt, and eased down onto it. The boy’s eyes became even wilder, and his fist pounded so fast and hard that the soft slapping sounds could be heard. Misty felt herself tremble with wanton excitement, her son’s cock throbbing inside her cunt as she stared at the boy in the car. Placing her hands on her knees, she began to fuck her son, riding her cunt up and down his hard cock.
“Show me your tits!” the boy gasped.
Quickly, Misty shoved her hands up her body, pushing the top of her bikini to her neck, exposing her straining tits to the boy. His fist moved even faster now as he watched Misty fucking, seeing her hairy cunt sliding on Billy’s cock, her tits jiggling in a tight way, her brownish nipples stiff and upright. Misty’s body was shaking with intense excitement, letting the boy watch her fuck Billy. Her flesh was burning as if on fire, and her clit bulged like a miniature cock from the wetness of her cunt. Her son’s cock felt larger, harder, than before. She seeped pussy juices all over Billy’s jiggling balls and her inner thighs. Squealing with erotic ecstasy, she cupped her tits and pulled and squeezed them, her ass bouncing constantly, grinding down onto Billy’s cock.
The boy was leaning forward as if to see her pussy better, but it was because he was on the brink of coming. His young face contorted into a mask of lewd rapture, mouth open and tongue hanging out.
“Fuck me, Billy!” she called so the boy could hear. “Fuck my hot cunt, baby! Ooooh, ram that big cock up my fucking hot cunt!”
The boy in the car gasped, and sprayed thick come juice from his cock, squirting it onto the hot tar of the parking lot. Misty cried out with delight as she watched the boy coming, her cunt gripping her son’s cock very tightly. The spasms came swiftly, her pussy clutching Billy’s cock with wet heat, sucking it.
“I’m coming!” she sobbed, shaking and shuddering as she strained on her son’s prick. “Billy, come with me! Come in my pussy! Ohhh, shoot that sweet juice up my hot cunt!”
Billy grunted, his hands digging into his mother’s naked hips. His cock began to spew, sending hot, rapid gushes of come juice into his mother’s greedy cunt. Misty covered her mouth with one hand, swallowing the scream of ecstasy. Although her vision blurred with the intensity of her orgasm, she still saw the boy as his cock stopped spewing. She shuddered with a final spasm, and went limp astride her son, his cock softening in her cunt. Her vision faded momentarily, and when it cleared, she saw the boy clutching his trunks, his white ass flashing as he struggled to pull them tip. He was no longer looking at her with fiery excitement, but as if he was afraid now. With his trunks on, the boy raced off to the pool.
“That was great, Billy,” Misty breathed as she replaced her bikini and sat in the car. Billy had stuffed his glistening cock and balls into his trunks, and giggled as his mother got the car going, driving out of the parking lot and toward home.
“That’s something he’ll remember forever, Mom,” he said, scooting close to her and stroking her satiny thigh. “I know I would.”
Misty laughed, a low, pleased sound.
“Me, too,” she purred. “And I’m still so hot! I could stop right here and suck you off, I’m still so fucking hot!”
Billy looked around.
“Everyone could see,” he said. “There’s too many people around.”
“I know, and think how shocked they’d be,” she grinned.
“I think we better be a little more careful, don’t you?”
“A little, but not much more.” Billy giggled lewdly, cupping his mother’s cunt as she parted her legs. “You’re getting terrible, Mom.”
“And you love it,” she said.
“Yes, I do.”
At home, they had a snack, sitting at the small kitchen table, laughing about what they had done, discussing the pretty girls at the pool, the wild-eyed boy jacking off as she fucked him. Misty knew they had taken a chance, but the opportunity had been too good to pass up.
“I’m going to take a bath, baby,” she said, running her hand through his hair. “When I’m finished, I want some more of that cock you have in your trunks.”
She undressed in the kitchen, dangling her scanty bikini from a fingertip, twirling it as she swayed her creamy naked ass out of the room, her son gazing hotly.
She had been in the tub for a while when Billy came in to watch. Misty flashed a grin at him as she stood on her knees in the tub, spread wide, washing her cunt. Her hands made her pussy tingle, and her eyes took on a hot expression as her son pulled his trunks off, then sat on the toilet to watch. She splashed water over her pussy, rinsing away the soap, then spread the hairy lips to show the exquisite pinkness, her clit pushing up and outward. Billy licked his lips as he watched her play with her pussy, pressing the slit tight, then opening it again.
“Want a taste?” she teased. “Want a taste of mother’s, hot pussy, baby?”
Billy’s cock lifted with hardness. He parted his knees on the toilet and Misty’s eyes smoldered as she gazed at his cock and balls.
She spread her cunt wide with two fingers, using the tip of a finger to stroke her clit gently.
“Let me have your cock, baby,” she purred, leaning her upper body forward, still caressing her cunt. She pursed her lips, and Billy stood, arching his cock toward his mother’s mouth.
Misty opened her lips and let her son push his cock past them, over her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Billy held his mother’s head, sliding his cock back and forth, the friction on her tight lips making her tremble with the desire that was always with her. The taste of her cunt was still on his cock, and she loved that. She loved it that her son fucked her mouth like her cunt, using it as a pussy. She slipped a finger into her curt and worked it up and down, still rubbing her clit with her other fingers. The hot throbbing of her son’s cock in her mouth sent wild, wet rapture to her cunt. She held it tightly with her lips, pressing her tongue against it, purring as it moved in and out of her mouth.
“Want me to come in your mouth, Mom?” he asked, his voice husky as he watched her mouth sucking, gripping, his cock.
Misty’s eyes flashed hotly up at his young face, and she pulled one hand from between her legs, placing it on his ass. She worked a finger into the split of her son’s ass and fingered his puckered asshole. Billy moaned as he felt her fingertip sliding past the hot ring of his asshole, and his cock lurched in her mouth. Misty’s eyes danced with erotic pleasure as she watched her son’s expression of ecstasy. Each time he thrust forward, his cock slid deeply into her hungry mouth, and when he pulled it back, her finger entered his asshole. She didn’t have
to answer his question, her eyes told him she wanted to have his cock squirt into her mouth, down her throat.
Her clit bulged, and she twisted it, smashing it, puffing on it, the cheeks of her lovely ass bunching tightly. Her eyes misted over with steamy ecstasy. She began to moan softly as her cunt twitched and squeezed, an orgasm building inside it. She rammed her finger in and out of her son’s asshole, and Billy was fucking her mouth faster, with short, jerky lunges, gasping hotly.
His balls became tight, and as he pushed his cock into her mouth, she felt them burn on her chin. The few wiry hairs at the base of his cock tickled her sensitive lips. With her finger deep into his tight asshole, Misty held his cock pressing in her mouth, her eyes on fire as she watched his face contort with agonized rapture.
“Mom!” Billy shouted, and released a torrent of boiling come juice into her mouth.
Misty gulped greedily, sucking and swallowing Billy’s juices. She plunged her finger in and out of his tightly squeezing whole, making his cock lurch and spurt down her throat. The hot taste of his come juice and the pulling, twisting way she was manipulating her cunt sent her into a hip-jerking orgasm. She moaned wetly around his cock as she came, her eyes slitting with ecstasy. As Billy came, his asshole puckered and squeezed her finger so tightly that she couldn’t thrust it in and out, but left it buried deep inside his ass while he came.
With the final gush of his come juice, she pulled her head out of his hands, his cock dropping from her wet lips. She shuddered, then fell back into the tub, splashing water over the rim, gasping with the glow of delight, her face radiant as she ran her tongue aver her slightly puffy lips, grinning wantonly at her son as he sat back on the toilet, breathing hard.
Billy rested there as she finished her bath, watching with interest the attention she paid to her body, especially her delicious cunt and ass. Misty stood up, taking a huge towel, and began to dry herself, her eyes steamy again. She dragged the towel between her thighs, the friction on her cunt making her shiver and whimper softly.
“You didn’t taste mother’s cunt, baby,” she mewled, stepping out of the tub.
“I know,” he said, recovered.
“I love it when you lick my cunt,” she purred, taking his hand and puffing him to his feet. “A tongue on my cunt is so nice… licking and pushing inside me, come with me, Billy. I’m going to sit on your sweet facet and rub my cunt all over your mouth!”
They entered her bedroom, where she pushed her son to the bed on his back. Billy stretched out, watching her, ready to put his face between her thighs and kiss her cunt.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Misty climbed onto the bed, keeping her legs open so that her cunt showed. She straddled her son, standing upright on the bed with a foot on either side of him. She pulled up on her pussy as he looked up at her, seeing the silt stretch, the hot split of her. He moved his hand to his cock and balls, fondling them as he stared up between her long legs.
Misty stroked her cunt as she had in the tub, watching her son’s face and knowing he loved to see her do things like this. She twisted her hips in a suggestive manner, caressing her ass and cunt with alternate hands. Her pussy became very slippery with wetness again, the juices seeping along her satiny inner thighs.
“Want mother’s pussy?” she teased. “Want to kiss mother’s hairy cunt, Billy? Want to tonguefuck mother in the hot cunt?”
Billy, his eyes glowing, nodded his head, thrusting his tongue out and waggling it at her.
“Oooooh, that would be so nice, your sweet tongue in my cunt, fucking it like a cock! Ahhh, Billy, I’m going to sit in your face!”
She squatted, bending her knees but keeping them spread wide. Her crotch, the slit of her cunt and her asshole, was above his face, only an inch or so away. Misty spread her cunt wide with her hands, and rubbed the juicy slit over her son’s face. Billy moaned in pleasure as the wetness of his mother’s cunt moved from his chin to his forehead, smearing his flesh with her juices. His lips kissed at her cunt, her asshole, making her tremble and gasp. His tongue came out, and Misty slid her pussy and asshole over it, gasping with pleasure, watching his face disappear under her moving ass.
Billy lapped at her cunt, then her asshole, his hands now up on her ass, his cock half-hard once more. Sitting upright in his face, she reached behind her ass and stroked his cock, pulling it upward, stretching it.
“Fuck my cunt, baby!” she hissed. “Tonguefuck mother up the wet pussy! Ooooh, fuck me with your tongue, darling!”
Billy rammed his tongue up his mother’s cunt, stabbing in and out, his eyes barely visible under the lush soft curls of her pussy. Misty whipped her crotch over his face, pulling on his cock and squealing with pleasure. Her tight tits jiggled, her nipples peaked upright, stiff and tingling. Billy managed to slide one hand up to grab one of his mother’s tits and squeezed it hard. Misty yelped and began to bounce up and down over his face.
“Fuck me!” she sobbed. “Tonguefuck mother! Ahhhh, baby, mother is going to ride your fucking tongue like it was your hard cock!”
Billy thrust his tongue out as far as he could, and his mother bounced on it, shivering and shaking and squealing. She began to hump her ass, back and forth. His tongue was in her cunt some of the time, licking at her crinkled ass at other times. Either place his tongue was, sent a wild fire through her. She squirmed forward, smashing her ass against his face.
“My ass, baby! Tonguefuck mother in the ass!”
Billy rammed his tongue up her steamy ass, plunging it in and out. Misty groaned and wiggled, no longer grasping his cock but spreading the lips of her cunt to try and get his nose into it. But Billy couldn’t breathe, and she had to stop trying that.
“My cunt now!”
She shifted, and placed her cunt over his open, sucking mouth.
Billy plunged his tongue up her fiery cunt.
“Now my asshole!”
Again she shifted, and began sliding her cunt and asshole over his mouth.
Billy licked and sucked whatever she pressed into his mouth, enjoying both cunt and asshole. His tongue flicked the ring of his mother’s hot asshole, then penetrated it, only to move along the slit of her cunt and stab deeply into it. Misty was sobbing and writhing, grinding her crotch at her son’s face, tears of lewd rapture streaming down her face.
“Oh, God! Oh, yes, God!”
Billy’s hands ran over her spreading ass, her creamy thighs, his eyes blazing up at her jiggling tits. Misty was about to come, and she darted her hands behind her son’s head, clutching it and pulling his face up as tightly as she could into her crotch. Right now she didn’t care where his tongue was, her cunt or asshole. She was coming.
Screaming wildly, she whipped her ass and cunt into her son’s face, not realizing that he couldn’t breathe. Her ecstasy was intense, and that was all she cared about. She cried out loudly, her naked body shaking frantically as orgasm after orgasm exploded through her.
“Tongue me!” she shouted mindlessly. “Tongue my cunt… tongue me up the asshole! Eat my fucking cunt… eat my fucking asshole! Billy, baby, mother is coming so fucking hard and good! Eat me… eat me all over!”
Billy struggled to lick and suck at her cunt, swallowing juices hungrily, his tongue dipping into her steamy pussy, then her asshole, with quick, short stabs. Misty was shaking wildly as she sat astride her son’s face, her eyes squeezed tightly shut with tears streaming down her cheeks, her mouth open as she sobbed and squealed and screamed.
Then she fell back, off to one side, sprawled half on and half off his naked body. She breathed noisily, shivering, the glow of her many orgasms weakening her. One leg was thrown over his stomach, the other spread wide at his shoulder. Billy gazed with pleasure between his mother’s splayed legs, his cock reacting with hardness to the view.
“Mom, if you keep spreading your fucking legs all the time, I’m gonna be coming all over the fucking place,” he said, laughing.
Misty purred and writhed her hips, making her cunt wink at him.
“I don’t care if you come all over. I’d just lick it up.”
Billy fondled his mother’s thighs and cunt as she recovered, fascinated with the satiny flesh of her inner thighs near her pussy. Misty found his cock with her hand, and played with it as her breathing slowly came under control. She lifted her head and looked at his prick.
“Mmmmmm, a nice hard-on, darling. I’ve got to take care of it, don’t I?”
“I’d say so, Mom,” he replied, grunting softly as she squeezed his young balls.
“How do you want it, honey? I’ve already sucked it off.”
“Anyway I can get it,” he replied.
Misty giggled as she sat up right, drawing her knees to her chin and gazing at him.
“You have to make the choice, baby,” she teased. “You fucked my mouth, so that only leaves two other places. Which do you want? Hot, wet cunt, or a hot, tight asshole?”
“I can’t make a choice like that, Mom.”
“Why not?”
“Because I like both,” he grinned at her.
“Well, then…” She giggled softly. “How about both?”
“Hey, yeah!”
“I thought you’d love that.”
She leaned over and dragged her tongue across his dripping pisshole, then swallowed his cock for a moment.
“Now, a little pussy,” she said as she straddled him again, fitting his cock to her cunt.
Facing him, watching his young face go through grimaces of ecstasy, Misty settled onto Billy’s cock, her hairy cunt spreading about it tight and hot. Her clit bulged outward, vibrating softly. Leaning back, she lifted her ass, watching his eyes follow the movement of her cunt on his cock. Lifting her ass until the head of his cock almost slipped from her pussy, she paused and swung her hips gently, making an exciting corkscrewing motion on the head of his swollen cock, slowly sliding down the throbbing shaft again. Her breath caught as she felt her son’s cock fill her cunt again, the hot, wet friction against her sensitive tissues intense. With her cunt pressed hard at the base of Billy’s cock, she flexed it, making it squeeze him.
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