Ted smiled at her, rubbing his cock about her lips.
“That’s enough,” Joan said softly, getting to her feet. “If we don’t stop now, I might fuck you myself.”
“I will if you will, Mom,” he laughed.
She grinned at him. “You’d fuck your own mother, honey?”
“If you’ll let me,” he said.
Joan studied his young, good-looking face. “I believe you would.”
“Try me,” he laughed, arching his cock up. “Just try me and see!”
“Well, at least you can suck on my cunt-wet panties,” she laughed. “That’s better than nothing, isn’t it?”
He nodded, running his tongue along the lacy crotch, then rubbing them about his face.
“I think you really do like to suck on my fucking panties,” she said.
“Only if they’re nice and wet like these, Mom.”
“I’ll make sure they are from now on,” she said, leaning down. She pulled her panties away from his lips and kissed him. “I’m tired and ready for bed. I know you’re going to have some very sweet dreams tonight, after fucking Fawn and getting me to suck your balls and jack you off again.”
Joan walked to the short hallway, starting toward her bedroom.
“Mom?”
She stopped and turned.
“You didn’t show me your ass,” he said. “You’ve always shown me your ass before going to bed.”
It was true. Each night after they watched the others through his telescopes, and after she had sucked on his balls and jacked him off, she had flipped her skirt up over her ass and let him have a peek, whether she was wearing panties or not.
Grinning at him, she flipped her skirt up, wiggling her naked ass for him, then started once more toward her bedroom.
“Mom?”
“What?”
“I wanna see your cunt.”
Joan faced her son, a burning excitement flowing through her body, the hairy lips of her pussy starting to throb again.
“Please,” Ted asked in a soft voice. “Let me see your cunt. Just once, Mom.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Joan stared at her son.
He was still sitting on the couch, his pants at his ankles, stroking his cheek with her panties now.
“Please,” Ted said again. “Let me see your cunt, Mom. You see my cock! It’s only fair.”
Ted was right. She knew she should let him look at her pussy if he wanted. There was no doubt that he was very interested in seeing her. The idea of her son looking at her, between her thighs, at her hairy cunt, was exciting, exciting enough to create a fire there. She felt her clitoris throbbing and the cheeks of her ass clenching. Her eyes moved to his naked cock, and she was surprised to see it stir, starting to swell again.
“Why, honey?” she asked.
“I wanna see it, that’s all,” Ted said.
“If I let you see my cunt,” she replied in a slow, very low voice, “what will you want to do next?”
“I just wanna look at your pussy, Mom, that’s all.”
Joan knew what he would want to do next. The thought of her son sliding his cock into her cunt and fucking her sent chills of hot anticipation through her. She was facing him now, and her fingers started inching her dress up. Ted’s eyes grew hot as he saw her thighs, then almost bugged out when she pulled her dress up to her waist. A shiver went through Joan as her son looked at her pussy. She parted her feet, standing in a wide-legged stance, shoving her hips forward. The thick triangle of her cunt hair was not like Fawn’s. It was thick, almost concealing her cunt. Holding her dress with one hand, Joan shoved the fingers of her other hand through the curls of her pussy and parted them, showing the pink, puffy lips of her cunt to her son.
His cock jerked into full-blown hardness before her eyes.
“Gosh!” Ted groaned as he gazed at his mother’s pussy. He ran his tongue over his lips. “You’re so pretty, Mom. Your cunt is so pretty and hairy! You look wet, too.”
“I am wet, Ted,” Joan said in a throaty, almost choking voice. “I’m very wet.”
“Mom, I’d…”
She waited, but he didn’t go on. She knew, though, what he was going to say. He was going to say he wanted to fuck her, and Joan knew that if he asked, she would give him anything, her cunt, her mouth — her body — in anyway Ted wanted. But he didn’t finish saying it.
Holding her skirt at her waist, Joan gazed at his cock, imagining what it would feel like sliding into her cunt. The cock of her son… fucking her. The lips of her pussy throbbed with a painful desire to have his prick inside her. She moved her fingers about her distended clitoris, feeling his eyes on her cunt.
“You’d what?” she asked, her voice husky and filled with desire. “What would you do, honey?”
Ted gripped his cock hard, making the head swell. He ran the crotch of her panties over the head of his cock, caressing himself with the nylon, his eyes never moving from between her legs.
“Are you going to fuck my panties?” she asked, arching her eyebrow at him. “Or fuck me?”
“Gosh!” Ted groaned.
They gazed at each other. Joan wanted her son to make the first move, and Ted was waiting for his mother to do something. He kept caressing the crotch of her panties about the head of his cock, and Joan stood with her skirt at her waist, slowly rubbing at her swollen, very inflamed clitoris. Ted watched his mother’s hand, and she watched her panties move about his cock.
She was hardly aware that she was moving, stepping toward him. She walked with her cunt tossed forward, her eyes blazing on his prick. Ted was hardly breathing as his mother came toward him, unable to take his eyes off her fingers and what she was doing with her hairy pussy. His balls drew up at the base of his cock, his fist squeezing hard.
Joan stopped when her feet touched his. Ted was on the couch with his ass hanging over the edge, his cock standing up so hard. He pulled her panties away from his cock and dropped them on the floor, his hands resting on his thighs, waiting as he looked up at her.
“Oh, damn!” Joan whispered, staring at Ted’s cock as if seeing it for the first time. The heat in her cunt was unbearable. She clenched the cheeks of her ass, running her tongue over her lips. “Oh, shit, Ted!”
“Mom, please,” he whispered.
She knew what he wanted without the words — he wanted his cock inside her cunt, wanted to fuck her, to fuck his mother!
“Baby,” she murmured softly, smiling down at him. “Baby, oh baby!”
Joan spread her legs around his, then climbed onto her knees above his upstanding cock. Letting her skirt go, she reached behind her back and unbuttoned it, keeping her eyes on his. Lifting her arms from the dress, she let it fall to her waist, her titties free and naked against him. With her cunt only a few inches above his cock now, Joan cupped her tits in her hands, caressing them. She twisted her hips, doing an erotic and quite lewd bump and grind as her son licked his lips, his eyes burning between her slim thighs.
“Put it in, baby,” she whispered softly.
Ted seemed mesmerized, unable to move.
“You can put your cock in me, Ted,” Joan said in low voice. “Stick it in my cunt, Ted. You can fuck me.”
His hands moved, sliding up her inner thighs until he grasped his cock. Joan sighed as she settled her cunt against the swollen prickhead. She felt her son’s cock spreading the lips of her cunt, stretching them apart as her ass moved downward slowly, very slowly. Again she sighed as his cock moved deeper, throbbing along the sensitive lips of her fiery cunt.
“Ohhh, yes!” Joan hissed, settling down on his cock. It was deep inside her pussy now and she could feel his balls pressing the cheeks of her ass. “Oooo, yes, baby!”
A shiver rippled through Joan’s body and her tits jiggled, her nipples hard. The sensation of her son’s cock inside her cunt was amazing, truly fantastic. It seemed to fill her cunt nicely, hotly, making it throb sweetly. The way his prick stretched the hairy lips of her cunt almost caused Joa
n to cum as soon as the head had slipped into her.
Joan closed her eyes as she felt her mind spin with the sweetest of all ecstasies. A faint dizzy feeling came over her as she sat astride his hips, his cock so very deep up her pussy. Her clitoris was being pressed against the base and into those wiry hairs, tingling deliciously. Ted’s hands had been caught as she lowered her ass onto his cock, and they felt good, too, against her inner thighs. Another shiver shot through her, this one making her ass shake. When the hot cheeks of her naked ass brushed about his balls, Ted groaned in pleasure.
Opening her eyes, Joan fought to focus them. She looked into her son’s face, his expression filled with awe and ecstasy. Shrugging her shoulders to make her titties jiggle, she cooed softly.
“Oh, yes, honey! Oh, my yes! Yes, yes, yes!”
Ted seemed to be trying to speak, but the words wouldn’t come out. He opened and closed his lips like a fish out of water, his eyes taking on a dazed dullness. His cock seemed to lurch inside her cunt, fiery in hardness. He managed to pull his hands from between her hot thighs and his crotch. When he rested his palms on her thighs, his fingertips just touching the thick hair of her cunt, Joan began to sob softly.
“Please don’t cry, Mom,” she heard her son say.
“I’m not crying, darling,” she replied, her voice quivering.
“I heard you,” Ted insisted.
“If I’m crying, it’s because I’m so happy!”
She fell forward, hugging her son against her tits tightly, cupping his chin and smearing kisses about his face. His cock throbbed inside her cunt, and Joan felt her pussy respond by gripping it tightly. She looked into his eyes again, holding his cheeks. She saw the desperate heat there, his hungry desire to fuck her, his mother. Smashing her lips against his, Joan kissed her son fiercely, lips open, her tongue licking about his mouth.
She moved her ass, lifting it until she held the swollen, sweetly rounded head between the scalding lips of her intensely hot, very wet, cunt. With a screwing motion, she ran her pussy down again, sinking completely.
“Ooo, baby, baby!” she gurgled hotly, still holding his young face in her hands. “It’s so good, Ted! Oh, you’re so good! So hard inside me! I can feel your cock throbbing, beating like a heart in my cunt!”
Sitting on him, his balls pressed against the creamy smoothness of her ass, his cock far inside her cunt, her clitoris scraping the base, Joan wiggled her hips, a sort of sideways sliding motion with her cunt. Ted moaned with ecstasy, his fingers digging into her flesh near her hips. Joan sat upright on her son, her shoulders back, her tits thrusting out with impossibly hard nipples. She lifted her dress, and all Ted could see was the dark thick hair of her cunt pressing against him. He was unable to see his cock inside his mother’s cunt, or the pink wetness of her pussy. All he could do was feel, and that was almost enough to make him come.
“Like it, honey?” she asked, smiling down at him, cupping her tits in her hands, her eyes blazing with heat. “Does it feel good to you?”
“Oh, Mom!” Ted wailed with delight. “You’re awfully hot and wet! It feels like I might come off, Mom!”
“Oh, you can’t come yet, darling,” she whispered. “We’ve just started to fuck. No, don’t come off yet.”
Using her thighs, Joan began to lift and lower her crotch on her son’s cock, fucking him slowly. His hands had slipped up to her waist, shoving her skirt away. She watched his eyes as he gazed at the thick bush of cunt hair that was moving on his cock, seeing the way her fiery cunt was devouring the hard heat of his prick, leaving it glistening wet with the seeping fluids of her succulent pussy.
Ted arched his cock up as his mother’s cunt came down on him, dropping his ass when she lifted, watching with enormous eyes. Each time Joan’s pussy went down, she wiggled and rubbed before lifting again. Both mother and son began to gasp with increasing ecstasy. Friction seemed like steam as her cunt held his cock, sliding up and down it smoothly.
“Oh, God, it’s good!” Joan moaned, leaning forward again and bracing herself with her hands on her son’s shoulders. “You feel so fucking good in my cunt, Ted! Ooooo, baby, let’s fuck! Let’s fuck and keep fucking and never stop fucking!”
Her ass was moving faster now, lifting and plunging in quick darting motions. Each time her cunt slammed down, Joan grunted, bringing yelps from her son.
“Hold my ass!” she screamed. “Hold mother’s ass! Oh, Ted, grab my fucking ass!”
His hands moved past her hips and palmed a twisting, plunging ass cheek in each. His fingers dug into the tight flesh, almost inside the crack of her churning ass. Joan whimpered and hissed and wailed, thrashing up and down her son’s cock in demented ecstasy. The moist sounds roared in her ears. Her cunt was blazing hot now, the hairy lips clinging to his cock very tightly as it ran up and down. The throbbing of her son’s prick was transmitted to the sensitive lips of her cunt, shooting like flames throughout her slender body. Her clitoris scraped the shaft of his hard-on with each wild plunge.
Joan sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, biting down on it, her ecstasy overwhelming her. Her ass shook and plunged, twisted and writhed. She was taking her son’s cock very deep into her greedy pussy, all the way into her stomach. The hairy lips were stretched around his cock like a tight rubber band, her tits shaking from her increasingly violent motions. Ted clung to his mother’s wiggling, bouncing ass almost desperately. It seemed to him that her cunt would leave his cock with each upward jerk, and he didn’t want that to happen. But Joan’s cunt was not about to pull from his prick. She rode from the base to the very head, fucking him with amazing speed and wetness and heat and ecstasy.
“Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me!” Joan wailed, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck me! Fuck mother! Fuck mother’s hot cunt! Fuck mother’s wet, hot, hairy cunt! Fuck… fuck… Oooo, fuck me!”
Ted squeezed into his mother’s bouncing, naked ass with strong fingers, arching his hips up as his balls became tight at the base of his throbbing cock. His eyes focused upon her jiggling titties as he gritted his teeth in ecstasy.
“Oh, God! I’m coming!” Joan screamed. “Your cock… you’re making mother come, darling! Ohhhh… oooo, I’m coming so good, so fucking good!”
The orgasms whipping about her cunt created even more tightness around his cock. The waving sensation of her hairy cunt lips created the feeling of being sucked. It seemed to Ted that with each upward motion of her cunt, it sucked hard on his cock, causing his balls to draw up as tight as possible at her shaking ass.
“Ahhhh, fuck! Fuck!” Joan wailed in mindless pleasure. “I’m coming! My cunt… my pussy is on fire! Oooo, baby… darling! Mother’s cunt is coming, really coming!”
Suddenly, with an intense scream, Joan slammed her cunt down hard on her son, his cock buried as deep as it could be. The action of her hairy pussy lips at the base, sucking and flexing and squeezing, pulled the come juice up from his tender balls, making it roar through his cock and splash into her satiny cunt. The rapid spurtings of his come juice striking the walls of her convulsing cunt made Joan scream again, and a final orgasm went off in her pussy.
Her body shook violently as she screamed, her cunt being filled and flooded by his precious come juice. She sat upright on him, her hips jerking back and forth as he came, darting her hand behind her ass to grasp his balls. She pulled hard on her son’s balls, pressing them into the crack of her ass, making them tight on her puckering asshole.
Unable to remain upright as her orgasm ended, Joan slumped forward onto her gasping son. Her tits seemed to close about his young face as she trembled, his cock still inside her gently pulsating cunt. She felt Ted running his hands up and down her flesh, from the base of her spine down over her smooth ass cheeks and then up again. The way he caressed her ass gave Joan a very pleasant feeling along with the glowing delight of orgasm.
After what seemed like hours, she sat upright again, his cock still inside her cunt. She wiggled playfully, grinning down at him. Ted�
�s expression was one of wonderful satisfaction. He grinned up at her, then lowered his eyes to the bush of her cunt again.
“God, what a fuck!” she whispered.
“Yeah, Mom,” Ted murmured, feeling about her pussy hair with gentle fingers. “You’re great!”
“As good as Fawn?” she teased, smoothing his hair back over his forehead. “Am I as good a fuck as Fawn, baby?”
“Better, Mom,” he replied. “She’s good, but you’re the best.”
“Bullshit!” she laughed, lifting off him. “You never had a piece of ass until tonight. How would you know what a good fuck was?”
“I know what feels good,” he said.
Her skirt fell over her hips as she stood. “You know, you’re some kind of lucky kid.”
“I know,” Ted grinned.
“You just got fucked twice in one night, and by two different girls,” Joan said. “For someone who never fucked before, I’d say that was damned lucky, wouldn’t you?”
He nodded, tired from the vigorous fucking.
Joan knelt and pulled his pants from his feet, then took her son’s hand. She walked with him to the bathroom, where she used a cloth to wipe his cock and balls, thinking it was a shame to waste that sweet juice this way. She would have enjoyed licking him clean, but he was almost exhausted as it was.
“I gotta pee,” he mumbled.
“Let mother help,” she whispered, standing behind him and taking his cock in her fingers.
Joan looked over his shoulder as he pissed, watching the golden stream splashing into the toilet. She moved her fingers back and forth on his cock as he pissed, halfway jacking him. She was surprised to find how nice it was to see her son pissing, to feel his cock and hold as the stream spurted from him. With her thumb and forefinger, she ran her hand up and down his cock, her eyes starting to become hot again, a tingle growing between her thighs. The pleasure of watching her son piss was new to her, but Joan refused to deny it. It felt much too good.
She shook his cock for him, then they went to her bedroom. Joan snuggled her son under the sheets, then climbed in beside him, leaving her skirt on the floor. She wrapped her arms about him, holding him close to her naked tits, one of her warm thighs resting over his hip. She could feel the tip of his cock touching the curls of her cunt.
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