Misty relaxed on her huge beach towel, watching her son as he swam in the large public pool. There were not many people at the pool, mostly young bays and girls, with a few mothers and fathers with younger children. Misty seldom went to the pool with Billy. She couldn't swim, and really didn't care for water except to bathe in.
She did enjoy watching the young boys and girls, though. Some of them were beautiful, with slender yet muscular bodies. Billy, though, was the most handsome boy there. She knew he was looking at the prettier girls, his eyes taking in the shape of small tits, the tight little asses and long, satiny thighs. She, too, was getting a good share of looks. Mostly from the young fathers, but some from the teen-aged boys, too.
Her bikini was designed to be looked at, especially when worn by a woman with a figure such as hers. The skimpy top barely concealed her firm tits, and the bottom was even skimpier. The very small triangle in front could be adjusted to show as much as she dared, and the back exposed the naked curves of her pretty ass. Two fragile strings held it together at her hips. It was certainly not designed for swimming.
She lay back, her head on an air pillow, hands on her stomach, her eyes shielded by dark glasses. She had her feet parted, and the puffy crotch of her bikini was showing, along with soft hairs curling around the band and at the upper end of the triangle.
She pretended to be dozing, but watched the boys, and a few girls, walk past her just to look. They all walked past her feet, not past her head. Feeling good and erotic, Misty spread her legs more, letting them all have a nice long look at the crotch of her bikini. One young father stopped and stared openly at her crotch, and she watched his hungry face from behind her dark sunglasses. She deliberately made the lips of her cunt contract, knowing he could see the movement under the thin crotch. He might have stood there forever, looking at her, except a young woman called him away.
"Mom, you're turning all these guys on," her son whispered.
"I know," she whispered back. "Isn't it fun?"
"You're even giving me a hard-on, and I can fuck you anytime I want."
"Does it feel good, to have a nice hard-on?"
"You know it does," he giggled, dragging the tips of his fingers along her upper arm, then starting toward her tit.
"Don't feel me up here," she warned.
"I thought you wanted to be watched."
"I do, but not around so many people."
"Well, we better go, then," he said.
"Don't you want to stay and look at all this young, fresh pussy?" she teased.
"I want to fuck, that's what I want," he said. She turned her face toward him, and saw his cock bulging out inside his tight trunks. "Mmmmm, nice, baby. I guess we better go after all. I hope it's me that gave that beautiful hard-on to you, and not one of these little sweet virgin cunts."
"You know it's you, Mom," he said, watching her stand up.
Misty pretended to adjust her upper top, and a nipple showed for a brief moment, making her son giggle. Then she slipped a finger into the rear of the bottoms, pulling it away to show one asscheek before making her adjustments. She watched a young boy about Billy's age staring at her. Bending from the waist, she picked up her towel and air pillow, giving the boy an exciting peek at her ass and cunt.
"You probably made that guy come in his trunks, Mom," Billy laughed as they walked from the pool.
She giggled. "I hope so."
Their car was parked far off near the end of the lot, and there was one other car parked close by, one space over. As they approached their car, they saw a young boy sitting alone. As they came closer, Misty paused, pointing.
"Look at him," she whispered.
The boy was sitting in the front seat of the car, the door open, one foot out, the other in. His swimming trunks were off, and he was jacking his cock, his fist sliding up and down. His eyes were closed, his expression showing pleasure.
The boy, sensing or hearing them, suddenly opened his eyes and saw them. With a gasp, he tried to hide his cock.
"Oh, please don't stop," Misty said. "Let us watch you."
The boy was one that had been peeking at her very often. Much too young to drive, he was apparently there with his mother, and had come out to the car to jack off after gazing at Misty for so long.
The boy, hearing her, recovered his composure. He glanced at Billy, and kept holding his cock tightly, the head bulging up from his fist.
"Please, let us watch you," Misty said softly, her voice low but encouraging.
The boy began to stroke his cock again, slowly. His lack of shame excited Misty, and she ran her palm over her son's trunks, feeling his cock throb in them. She opened the door of their car, still watching the boy with smoldering eyes.
"You're pretty," the boy, said.
"You really like looking at me?" Misty asked in a teasing voice as she sat on the seat of her car, legs outside, "You were looking at me at the pool, weren't you?"
"Yeah," the boy said, sliding his fist up and down his cock.
"Mmmm, I like that," she purred, and drew her son close, her hand sliding into his trunks to grip his hard-on. "Want to see me jack Billy off?"
"Ohhhh, yeah, lady!"
Billy trembled, as excited as his mother was, but for different reasons.
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 finger-fucking my pussy! Watch me jack Billy off and finger-fuck 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.