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 finger-fucked 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 finger-fucked 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! Tongue-fuck 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 his 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.
She leaned forward, kissing his soft cock, then his balls. She arched her tits to it, and rubbed the head of his prick about her sensitive nipples. She felt her son kissing and licking at her thigh, doing it gently and without the intensity of arousal. She felt his hands move on her hip, feeling her ass, dragging his fingers up and down the split of her creamy, shapely ass cheeks. She lifted her other leg high, holding it wide apart for him. Bobby kissed her cunt then swirled his tongue through the silky, thick pussy hair, brushing with feathery lightness at her clit.
"You like mother's cunt, Bobby?"
"I love your cunt, Mom," he replied, kissing the wet lips of her pussy again.
"Do I taste good?"
"Sweet and wet and hot," he answered.
"And my asshole?"
"Tight and delicious, Mom."
"I love to suck your cock, baby," she murmured. "I love the way it feels in my mouth. I love it most of all when you come, though. I can't get enough of your come juice. It burns down my throat and makes me come every time I suck you off."
She lifted his cock, turning it this way and that, examining it from every angle, then his balls. She lifted his balls and shoved his leg high, peering at his asshole. She kissed at his cock again, then his balls, and finally pressed her lips about his asshole, kissing it wetly and loudly.
"Mmmm, your ass hole tastes good, too," she whispered, lapping her tongue about it, then up over his balls, swirling about them both and finally at his cock. "I don't know how many times this makes that you came today, but I bet you can come more than four times, Bobby."
"I don't know," he said.
"I could make you come ten times a day," she replied. "I know how to make your cock hard now. I know just what you like me to do, and I can make this pretty cock hard anytime I want."
"You're not embarrassed anymore?" he asked.
"Of course I am," she replied. "Any woman can be embarrassed. I'm not as bashful as I was, though. I enjoy being embarrassed sometimes. It makes my pussy hot… but not always."
Bobby shoved his hand to one of his mother's tits, and while he held it, she drew the head of his cock to her nipple. She pressed his piss hole onto her nipple, tucking her chin down to watch. She rubbed his cock on her nipple, then about her tit, circling it, cooing with the sweetness of this contact.
Bobby's cock began to swell again.
"See," she murmured. "You're getting hard again."
Bobby, resting his cheek on her thigh, looked past the hair of her cunt and at her tits, watching as she rubbed the swelling cockhead over her nipple, twisting her shoulders to brush at her other tit. She began to stroke his cock with her fist as it grew.
"I think I'd like to make you come on my titties," she purred. "I think I'll jack your cock off and feel your hot come juice spray all over my titties."
His cock began to throb again, and Sharon closed her fingers around it, pumping back and forth, her eyes starting to glaze with passion as she kept watching it. She pulled his cock from one tit to the other, smashing his piss hole into her nipples. The wetness made her tits slippery, and it felt very good to her. She began to writhe her naked ass, one leg still uplifted to keep her hairy cunt exposed. With her son resting his cheek on her thigh, she found she could press her cunt against the top of his head. She began to rub her pussy there, mewling softly with pleasure.
"I'm giving your hair a pussy shampoo," she giggled.
Bobby grinned, pressing his head into her cunt.
"Keep jacking on my cock and I'll come on your titties, Mom," he said in a thick voice.
"I intended to," Sharon whispered, lifting his cock to her lips, kissing the dripping piss hole, then shoving it back to her tits.
She smashed her nipple against his cock, jerking faster as she sensed the increase of the throbs. She pumped and watched his balls swinging, and darted her tongue against them, licking slowly but hungrily.
With a soft cry, she squirmed her cunt at the top of her son's head, a delicious orgasm rumbling through her.
"Come," she urged. "Come on mother's titties! I want your hot, sweet comejuice spraying my titties, baby!"
She jerked faster, her eyes blazing as she stared at the head of his cock, holding his piss hole tightly upon one rigid, tingling nipple.
"Ooooo, yes!" she gurgled as his cock cream spurted. "So hot and wet and… oh, I love it, Bobby! Come on mother's titties!"
As he came, she rubbed his prick about her tits, breathing hotly as she watched both tits become drenched with his creamy jism.