Joan tried to avoid contact with her son. She found herself looking at him when he was occupied with something, remembering how his cock had felt, how he had fucked her. She wanted him to grab her and fuck her again, throw her to the floor and ram his cock up her cunt.
But she didn't make any move that would encourage him. She felt ashamed of her wanton behavior. But her shame failed to make her desire any less. There was a hunger between her legs, a hunger she couldn't deny. She wanted her son's cock up her cunt, wanted it with increasing desperation, yet she didn't know how to go about letting him know she wanted a repeat of what happened a few days ago. She couldn't bring herself to expose her body the way the girl did in the doctor's office, although she wanted to. That, she knew, would get her son's attention. And that, too, bothered her. Why wasn't Billy after her, try to feel her up?
What Joan didn't know was that her son wanted to do just that. He had sensed his mother's shame, and didn't want to embarrass her again. Therefore he kept his distance, but at night he would remember fucking her, playing with his cock, jacking off as he recalled the doctor sucking him, how it felt to have his cock inside his mother's cunt.
He was doing that now.
Sprawled on his bed, the sheets kicked to the foot, he lay on his back, jacking on his cock, eyes closed as he remembered the wet heat of his mother's cunt. His light was on, bathing his naked body softly.
Joan had bathed and prepared for bed, her cunt demanding more than her fingers. Her mind burned with the memory of her son's cock in her cunt, and her fingers were a poor substitute when Billy was right there in his own bed. She pulled her gown over her head, lifting a knee to the bed. She paused, feeling her cunt twitch. She rubbed her hand through the thick pussy hair and cupped her cunt. She rubbed at her cunt, moving her ass slowly.
Without wondering, trying to blot it from her mind, she pretended she was someone else, not Billy's mother. She moved toward the door. The gown clung to her hips, falling just beneath the curve of her ass, her long legs glowing, tits revealed through the filmy garment. She entered the hall and turned toward her son's room.
Trying to keep the thought that she was his mother out of her mind, she shoved his door open, silently. Billy lay on his bed, pulling at his cock. She smiled to herself as she gazed at his cock and balls.
"Billy?" she whispered.
He turned and opened his eyes, looking at his mother. He started to grin, but saw the expression on her face. There was something there that made him stop grinning. If he grinned, he felt his mother would leave, ashamed. Joan stepped into his room, her eyes on his upstanding cock. Billy saw his mother's tits through the filmy gown, the narrow waist, the flare of her hips and the long, long legs. The shadow of her dark cunt hair could be seen. His cock throb, bed, bubbling with moisture at the piss hole.
Joan sat on the edge of his bed, and her hand slipped along his warm thigh, moving to his throbbing hard-on. She wasn't breathing, but when her fingers touched his balls, a loud hiss came from her.
"Ohhhh, God!" Joan gasped, and she gripped her son's cock with a tight fist. "Oh, Billy, I… oh, I need this so much!"
She squeezed his cock, making him groan. With quick movements, Joan climbed onto her son's bed, straddling him with her knees. She held his cock at the base, lifting her gown to her waist. Billy gazed down at her, watching her hairy cunt rubbing along the head of his prick. Joan stared into his face, excited by his hot eyes on her cunt. She lowered her hips, fucking the head of his cock into her cunt.
"Oooooo, Billy!" she sighed, settling down on his prick, the hairy lips of her cunt tight at the base. "I want it so much!"
"You got it, Mom," he said excitedly. He ran his hands along her thighs, feeling the smooth creamy texture of her flesh.
Joan sat on her son's cock. She shivered, lifting her gown up and off her head. Her tits strained out, nipples very hard. She sat for a long time, her cunt gripping his cock. She thrilled to the buried prick in her pussy, not wanting to move for a while, but to just sit there on him and feel that beautiful hardness deep in her cunt.
She wiggled, then grinned down at him.
"Oh, damn you," she said. "Why do I have to have such a sexy son? Why do you have to always have such a hard-on? Damn you, baby, you know I have to have that hard cock in my cunt!"
She drew her knees up, squatting on him. She lifted and lowered her pussy, fucking him, holding her tits in both hands. Her face turned lewd, a wanton expression that showed her pleasure. Billy watched his mother's hairy cunt fuck up and down on his cock, his tongue licking at his lips. He lifted his ass as bis mother's cunt plunged down, dropping it as she lifted. But Joan never lifted her crotch so high that her pussy lost the swollen head of his cock. She began to make cork screwing motions as she fucked up and down him. She burbled with excitement, her eyes opening and closing as the pleasure grew.
"Oh, Mom!" Billy panted. "It feels so good!"
"I know, darling," she whispered, fucking up and down slowly. "God, how I know! I love it, Billy! I love to feel your cock in my pussy… fucking me. I don't understand it, not at all, but I want your cock so much!"
Billy lunged his hips upward, fucking into his mother's tight pussy.
"Ohhhh, yes, honey!" she gurgled. "Do that to me! Ram it into me hard that way!"
She held her crotch up. Billy fucked up and down, slapping against the puffy lips of his mother's cunt. The force of it made her tits shake.
"More! More!" she hissed.
Billy fucked into his mother's cunt as she squatted atop him, the moist slaps loud in the roam. He watched her tits jiggle from the force, and Joan released them so he could watch. She was delighted that she could provide this ecstasy for him, and herself, of course.
"Let me," she hissed.
She placed her hands on each side of his hand, and began to bounce her cunt up and down his cock. Billy lay rigid, watching his mother's tits swing above his face, then looking down to her cunt fucking up and down on his cock.
"Oh, so good, darling!" Joan grunted as she slammed her cunt up and down, bruising the tender lips of her cunt. "I love that cock, Billy! God, how I love your hard cock! I'm fucking you, baby! Mother is fucking your sweet, hard cock! Mother's cunt is going to eat your cock up! I'm going to make your cock came, squirt that sweet juice in me!"
Her gown was around her waist, her tits exposed, swinging above his face. She bounced her ass up and down wickedly, making delighted moans. She fucked him fast, then slowed down, screwing her cunt along the throbbing hard cock shaft.
"Fuck me, Mom!" Billy grunted. "Fuck my cock! You have such a hot, wet cunt, Mom!"
"Yes, I do," she gurgled. "Mother's cunt is yours, baby, all yours. Fuck mother's cunt! Fuck mother's cunt with your sweet, hard prick!"
She held her ass up and let her son bang up and down, fucking her swiftly, jiggling the tight cheeks of her ass.
"Ohhhh, fuck me that way! Fuck me, fuck me real hard and fast, darling! Oooo, drive that precious cock in me… split me from belly button to asshole!"
Billy pounded his cock up and down hard, making his mother grunt from the force. He peered between them, watching his cock fuck into his mother's cunt. The wet slapping sounds excited them both.
"Oh, yes!" she squealed. "Bang me, fuck me! You're going to make me come, darling! Ohhh, yes, make me come. Your, cock is so hard, and it goes so deep. Make mother come! Ohhhhh, God, you are going to make me come!"
She screamed as her orgasm boiled over, making her cunt contract tightly around his throbbing cock. The squeezing sensations brought a groan from Billy, his eyes rolling in his head. His balls tightened at the base of his cock. He kept fucking into his mother's convulsing cunt, and she held her ass up as he fucked into her. The orgasm ran from her head to toes. Her eyes popped open in delighted surprise as she felt the series of orgasms burning through her. She came hard, very hard, almost painfully so. But Joan wanted it to keep on, never stop. She began to shake violently and, with a wild screech, rammed her cunt down hard, driving his naked ass into the mattress, grinding wildly and furiously on his still-hard cock.
"Come with me!" she screamed. "Come with mother!"
But Billy didn't come.
He wanted to come, badly, but his cock remained hard as his mother began to fuck her contracting cunt up and down it. He shoved his hands behind her, grabbing at her grinding ass cheeks, fucking his cock into her gripping cunt. When his fingers squeezed at her shaking ass, Joan screamed as a very powerful orgasm shot through her.
"Hold my ass!" she screamed. "Ohhhh, hold mother's fucking ass! I can't stop coming, Billy! Squeeze my ass tight!"
One of her tits touched her son's mouth, and Billy began sucking at it hungrily. He dug his hands into his mother's tight ass, his fingers spreading the ass checks. Joan groaned with mindless ecstasy and twisting her ass, felt a finger stab against her asshole. This triggered a harder orgasm, and she pressed her cunt tightly onto his cock.
"Oh, God, oh, God!" Joan screamed time and again, her orgasms shattering her body, her nerves.
It seemed a long time before she calmed down and rested her weight on him. Her cunt held a tight grip about his hard cock. She pressed her tits into his face, giggling in a lewd way. She felt one of his fingers rubbing lightly at the tightness of her asshole.
"You didn't come," she said when her breath was almost normal. "Billy, you didn't come. Didn't you like it? Didn't I fuck you good, honey?"
"Mom, you fucked me great," he said.
"Then why didn't you come?"
"I don't know," he replied, stroking his fingertip up and down the crack of her ass. "I sure want to, though. My balls hurt, Mom…"
She lifted her head, and shoulders, looking into her son's eyes. A grin spread over her face.
"I bet I can make you come," she said. "I bet I know just what will make you come."
"What, Mom?"
"This, baby," she said, lifting her cunt from his cock and darting her tongue. She licked down at his chest, circling the tiny nipples. Her eyes seemed on fire as she watched his reaction. She lapped lightly across his chest, then downward to his stomach. She felt his cock brushing at her tits. With her hands, she closed her tits about his cock and moved them up and down, fucking him with her tits. "How does this feel?"
"Mmmmmm, Mom, it feels good!"
His cock was wet from her cunt, making it fuck easily between her tits. She felt the cock head probe at her chin, and with a soft, lewd giggle, dipped her head and kissed the tip of his cock as it came from her tits. She slipped her tongue out and tasted the piss hole, tasted the beading juices.
"Mmmm, nice," she whispered, sliding her body between his legs until her face hovered above his cock. She squeezed his cock at the base, bringing up more juices. She lapped her tongue back and forth on his piss hale, her other hand cradling his hairless balls. "You have a sweet taste, baby."
Billy lifted his cock, pressing the cock head against his mother's lips.
"Mmmm, I know what you're trying to do," she said. "You want to fuck my mouth, baby? Is that what you want to do… fuck mother in the mouth?"
Billy nodded, his eyes bright.
"You like that, do you?" she asked, wondering, but not asking, where he had gotten that idea.
Again Billy nodded, Joan drew back, looking at his cock. It was glistening with wetness from her cunt. She shoved her tongue out, touching the throbbing base. She tasted the juices of her cunt. Running the flat surface of her tongue up his cock shaft to the cock head, she moaned with pleasure. Pursing her lips, she kissed the tip of her son's cock, and Billy lifted his ass. The round cock head moved between Joan's lips. She closed her lips behind the smooth prick head, her tongue licking across his piss hole, and she began to suck.
Billy grunted in delight. "Oh, that feels so good, Mom!" he moaned.
Joan sucked hard, her tongue swirling about the dripping piss hole. His cock tasted very hot and sweet between her lips.
Joan had licked cunt before, when she was very young, and had just a few days ago been sucked by that pretty girl in the doctor's office, but she had never sucked a cock completely off. She'd had a cock in her mouth before, but had stopped sucking before the man came. The idea of her son squirting jism into her mouth seemed exciting.
She lifted her mouth from his cock, and when Billy lifted and tried to put it back, she giggled, pressing his hips down.
"Don't be so eager," she teased. "You aren't going to come in my mouth, are you?"
"I might, Mom," he said, his voice thick. "I might not be able to let you know in time."
Joan giggled again, a very lewd sound. "If you do, you do," she said. "I think I'd rather have you come in my mouth than in my face, anyway."
"Mom, please, suck my cock!"
"You really want me to suck your cock, don't you, honey?"
"Yes, Mom!"
Joan felt a transformation coming over her, a very, very lewd feeling. She grinned up at him, rubbing the head of his dripping cock on her chin. "You know you're asking your mother to be a cock-sucker, don't you?"
"I know, Mom," he gasped.
She rubbed her cheek against his cock, smiling hotly at him. "Will you make me a cocksucker, darling? Will you turn you mother into a cock-sucker… your very own cocksucker?"
"Yes, Mom!" he grunted, wanting his cock back in her mouth.
"Will you make me your whore, Billy?"
"Yes!"
"Make me your very own cock-sucker and whore? Make your mother anything you want her to be?"
"Mom, suck me!"
"Promise you'll make me your cock-sucker and whore, first," she teased, but meaning it, she knew. "And if I'm going to be your cocksucker, Billy, you have to come in my mouth. If I try to jerk away when you come, grab my head and force your cock down my throat. Make me take your come juice in my mouth! Please, darling, make me drink it!"
"I will! Mom, I will make you drink it!"
"Mmmm," Joan purred, closing her lips about his cock.
She knew she would have to have her son grab her head as he came, because she would jerk her mouth off his prick. And she wanted him to come in her mouth. The only way that would happen was if he held her mouth on his cock.
Her lips moved down his throbbing cock. The heat of his cock between her tight lips felt good, and as the cock head brushed her throat, she felt as if she would come again. She held his fucker deep in her mouth, her lips twisting about the base. She lifted his balls and pressed them at her chin. Billy, watching his mother's lips stretched about his cock, writhed his hips. Joan stared iota his young face, her eyes smoldering.
With a soft gurgle, she began sliding her lips up and down his cock, sucking and swirling her tongue. His cock seemed to fill her mouth, yet there was room for her lick, too. Each time she sucked upward, she held her lips tight, drawing on his cock hard. She moaned softly and began sucking up and down swiftly, fucking her mouth onto his prick. Billy moaned and twisted his hips, holding his mother's face in his hands.
Joan sucked eagerly on his cock, trying not to think about his coming off into her mouth. Billy held his mother's head still and pumped his cock up and down, fucking her mouth. Joan's eyes rolled with ecstasy, and she found her cunt was starting to boil again. Her clit swelled tightly. She drew her knees underneath her stomach, her ass in the air as she accepted her son's cock fucking into her mouth. Billy let her suck again, and Joan began sucking up and down his cock with a head-twisting frenzy.
Billy placed his hands on the back of her head, straining his cock up to her gobbling mouth. His balls were getting tighter, and he wanted to yell that he was about to come, but he couldn't warn his mother.
Just as he came, he rammed her mouth down on his cock, pressing at the back of her head.
Tasting the boiling come juice on her tongue, Joan almost choked. She tried to lift her mouth away, but her son was doing just as she had asked him; he held her head down tight, his cock gushing jism into her mouth. Joan tasted his come juice burning down her throat, her mouth filling. She couldn't breathe, and out of self defense, began to swallow the creamy thick come juice. Her tongue pressed his cock to the roof of her mouth, the come juice splashing at her throat.
Her cunt exploded.
She groaned wetly as she came, swallowing the creamy come juice from his squirting cock. She still held his balls, feeling them writhe as they emptied into her mouth. Her cunt seemed to be melting with the powerful orgasm, her naked ass swaying from side to side.
Finally, Billy's cock finished. She clung to his prick with her lips, reluctant to let go. She felt his cock slowly go soft in her mouth, and then she let it go. Her lips glistened wetly when she grinned up at him. She nuzzled her mouth and chin into his cock and balls.
"Oh, God," she whimpered. "You made me do it, Billy! You made me swallow your come juice! And… ooooo, it was so good! I'll suck your cock off anytime, and swallow that sweet come juice! It made me come, honey."
"Do I always have to make you swallow it now, Mom?" he asked.
"Mmmmm, only if you want to," she purred. "I'll swallow your jizz by myself from now on. Ooooo, it was so sweet, Billy! I loved it when you came in my mouth!"
She scooted up and wrapped her arms about his body, holding him tightly against her tits. She tossed a long thigh over his hip.
"Let's sleep now," she whispered. "And when we wake up, I'm going to suck your cock off again."
She rested a tit near his mouth, and Billy sucked and licked her tit until they both fell asleep.