Misty wandered through the racks of clothing, stopping now and then to look at a particular dress or skirt. Behind her, Billy was bored. He hated to go with her when she shopped for clothing.
They were in a huge store, a two-level shop that sold more than clothing, but clothing was all Misty was interested in at the moment. The store was not expensive, nor was it cheap. There was a men's department as well as a women's department, and Misty paused near a display of panties and bras. She felt of the material, asking her son what he thought of the panties, particularly the skimpier style. But Billy was watching a teen-aged girl, a lovely blonde girl wearing a very short jean skirt and white blouse. She had long legs, tanned sweetly, and a pretty little ass that made Misty want to bury her face in it and take a nice bite out of her ass.
She noticed Billy had a hard-on from looking at the girl. She pressed her own ass back against him, rubbing in a subtle way, feeling his cock respond with a throb.
"You like her?" Misty whispered.
Billy's eyes rolled as he nodded his head.
Misty laughed softly, sliding a hand behind and squeezing her son's cock between them. "Don't let her make you come off in your pants, honey," she teased.
"Ahhh, Mom," he protested.
They watched the girl select a dress from the rack, and take it to the dressing rooms. An idea came to Misty, and she pulled a garment from the rack and, taking her son's hand, pulled him with her to the dressing rooms. They entered a small cubicle next to the one the teen-aged girl had taken, and to Misty's delight, found that the thin partition between the cubicles had holes in it. Someone, she thought, had found a way to peek at women and girls trying on clothing. Billy, too, had seen the holes. He leaned down and peered into the next cubicle, and watched the girl remove her short skirt and blouse. At his side, Misty, too, was peeking. The girl had on a tight pair of blue bikini panties with a matching bra. When she peeled her panties off, Billy gasped, but his mother covered his mouth with her hand. Obviously the pretty girl was wanting to do more than just try on a dress.
The cubicles had small stools in them, and the girl, wearing only her bra, sat on it, spreading her legs apart. Billy and his mother stared at the honey-blonde fuzz around the sugary slit of the girl's cunt. Billy's cock swelled when his mother ran her hand over it. The girl leaned back, closing her eyes, opening her legs wide, and began to fondle her pussy. Misty's cunt turned wet as they watched, and her hand gripped her son's cock tightly.
The blonde girl stroked a finger up and down her slit slowly, then parted the lips to reveal delicious, pink wetness, a clit that was throbbing with hardness. Holding her cunt open, the girl used the fingers of her other hand to rub it, twisting and puffing. Her small ass writhed on the stool, but she held her thighs as wide apart as she could. The sound of her breathing reached Misty and Billy.
Slipping a finger into her cunt, the girl let out a muffled squeal.
Misty clutched her son's cock hard, her cunt clamping wetly.
The girl worked her finger in and out of her cunt, finger-fucking herself slowly but deeply. Her face was flushed now, eyes still closed, pouty lips parted with the tip of her tongue flicking them.
Misty stared hotly, wanting to taste the girl's sweet cunt as much as her son did. Watching this wanton display of erotic pleasure made her pussy bubble, her asshole crinkle. She could feel her son's cock throbbing with hardness inside his pants, and she squeezed and stroked it. Billy was struggling to hold his breathing quiet, not wanting to startle the pretty girl. They could see her pretty asscheeks writhe on the stool as she began to swing her legs open and closed, her finger delving deeply into her juicy, pink cunt. Billy ran his hand up the back of his mother's thigh to her pantied ass, clutching an asscheek. Misty waggled her ass for him, and was about to whisper for him to push his hand into her panties when the soft gasps of ecstasy from the girl increased.
"Oooooh… ahhhh!" she moaned.
The girl's fingers flew in and out of her cunt, fucking deeply, her head twisting now. With a long, drawn-out moan, the girl's body shuddered as she came, and Misty and Billy gazed at her juicy cunt squeezing her buried fingers.
The girl, as if ashamed of herself now, pulled her fingers out of her cunt and stepped into her panties. Misty and Billy watched her dress in her jean skirt and blouse, and picking up the dress she had brought into the cubicle with her leave.
"My God, that was beautiful," Misty whispered to her son.
"It sure was, Mom," Billy breathed.
"Fuck me, Billy," Misty moaned, clutching at her son.
But he was leaving the cubicle, following the teen-aged girl, ignoring the fact that his cock was pushing at his pants.
Following her son, Misty watched him trail along behind the girl. The gin moved to the escalators, and they were right behind her. She didn't know what her son was up to but she knew he wouldn't approach the girl directly. The girl was above them on the escalator, and Billy was bending down, peering under the girl's dress, gazing at her pretty ass with hot eyes, Misty was amused, ready to giggle, but didn't want to embarrass him.
On the second floor, the girl looked around the jewelry department, never knowing Misty and Billy were watching her. When the girl wandered to the men's department and looked at the display of jockey shorts, Billy moved up beside her while Misty stood back. She saw her son say something to the girl, who blushed and rushed away quickly.
"Billy, what in the world did you say to her?" Billy grinned. "I asked if she wanted to fuck, Mom."
"Honey, you can't just walk up to a girl and ask that."
"I just found out," he said, sheepishly.
They left the store and strolled along the sidewalk, looking into shop windows. Misty knew her son was horny, hot and ready after watching the girl finger-fuck herself.
"Ready to go home?" she asked.
"I'm ready to go anywhere," he replied, "so long as I can get a piece of ass, Mom."
"Now, you can ask me, but not other girls," she said. "Come on, I'll fuck your brains out!"
They rushed to the car, and Misty drove home fast. Her son had taken his cock out of his pants and stroked it as she drove, and she had a hard time keeping her eyes off it. His response to the pretty teen-aged girl excited her, and she began to think perhaps he would allow her to get fucked by another boy, as lang as he was getting his, too.
Inside the house, Billy was on her before she could undress. He pulled her skirt up and stuffed his cock into her cunt while they stood near the door, humping hard, the crotch of her panties pushed to one side. Misty clung to her son's shoulders, lifting one leg and wrapping it around him.
"Fuck that cunt, Billy!" she urged hotly. "Ohhh, baby, ram it up mother's cunt! Fuck me, darling! God, fuck my cunt hard!"
Billy held his mother's ass, his hands under her skin. He was trying to suck on her tits through her sweater, and Misty yanked it to her chin. Billy clamped his hot mouth on her tit, sucking hard as his cock rammed in and out of her pussy. Misty grunted and clung to him tightly, her ass whipping back and forth to the thrust of his hard cock. That his cock was, so hard and fucking her so fast was caused by the pretty teen-aged girl mattered not at all to Misty. She was excited that it had made her son so damned ready to fuck her.
"Fuck me, fuck me!" she groaned.
Billy pulled one of her tits deep into his mouth, his hands clawing at her pantied ass, his cock stabbing vigorously into her juicy, gripping cunt. Misty whimpered and gasped in delight, her shoulders braced against the door. She was about to come already, and didn't fight it.
"Ooooh, baby, you're so fucking hard and my cunt is so fucking wet and I'm about to come!"
A squeal came out of her mouth when her pussy contracted. The convulsions running through her cunt dragged on Billy's cock, and with a hot grunt, he spewed, sending boiling spurts of come juice into her pussy. The rapid spray increased Misty's orgasm until she was coming over and over, squealing and shaking, about to fall to the floor.
"Oh, my God, Billy!" she breathed when things calmed. She lowered her leg that had been wrapped around him, his cock sliding out of her cunt. "That girl really turned you on, didn't she?"
Billy, gasping, hugged his mother tightly, his hands under her skirt and on her pantied ass, his cock squeezed between her still hot thighs. He buried his face in her tits as she rested. Misty wrapped her arms around him, giggling softly as he nuzzled at her tits. When he didn't answer, she said, "I was turned on, too."
"I know you were, Mom," he said, his face between her tits.
"Oh, you do, do you?"
"You were breathing kind of heavy," Billy said, lifting his face and smiling up at her. "And your cunt was sure wet."
"So what if she did turn me on, too?"
"It was… you know, exciting."
"Yes, it sure was." Misty kissed him, then pushed him away. "Leave me alone for a minute. I don't know what I'm going to do with you. You're more horny than ever. I swear you're going to fuck mother's cunt sore."
Billy grinned, his eyes flashing. "You can take it."
"You bet your sweet little ass I can take it," she said, and moved across the room, undressing as she went. "I can take it anyway you give it to me." She winked lewdly at him, peeling her panties off and dropping them on the floor. "Now, bath time."
She shot him the bird, then turned and ran, her naked ass bouncing sweetly, Billy after her.
They wrestled playfully into her room and the bathroom, where Billy allowed her to run the tub, standing behind her and caressing her creamy ass and thighs, sliding his hand around to cup a tit.
Slipping his cock into the split of her ass, he held her as he leaned over to test the water.
"Mom, if you stay this way for a little longer, I'll slip you the bird." He laughed.
Misty waggled her ass, feeling his cock pressing at the pucker of her asshole. "I've got the nest for it, honey."
"A couple of nests," he said, humping so his cock rubbed up and down the split of her lovely ass.
"You can't stick that thing in me soft," she said, grinding at him as she braced her body by placing her hands on the rim of the tub.
"It's not gonna be soft long," he said, his voice thickening.
"Ooooh, I can feel it won't," Misty purred as she felt her son's cock hardening between the cheeks of her ass. She flexed her ass, squeezing his cock with the cheeks. "Mmmmmm, it feels very nice."
Pressing his swelling cock harder, Billy leaned over his mother's back and fondled her dangling tits, twisting and pulling at her sensitive nipples. Misty mewled as her emotions started steaming, her cunt turning juicy again. But it wasn't her cunt where his cock was going this time, but up her asshole. She spread her feet on the floor, searching her ass up for him. She placed her cheek on the rim of the tub and slipped her, hands to her ass, pulling the asscheeks wide open for him. The crinkle of her asshole flexed, inviting his cock. Billy gazed at it, watching his mother work, the hole.
Lifting his cock in one hand, he placed the now-swollen head against the steamy pucker, making his mother gasp with pleasure. Her fingers pulled at her asscheeks, her ass lifting to his cock.
"Ahhhh, yes, Billy," she whimpered as she felt the pressure against her asshole. "Oooooh, so good, baby!"
Billy pushed, watching the head of his cock spread his mother's asshole open. Then it slipped inside her, making Misty gasp with excitement. Her asshole spread wide, yet was tight around the head of his cock. The hairy lips of her cunt and her bulging clit throbbed sweetly. Now that the head of her son's cock was inside her asshole, she turned the asscheeks loose, slipping one hand between her thighs and rubbing at her cunt, intensifying the thrilling sensations. She slipped two fingers into her cunt as her son gripped her hips, inching his cock deeper into her asshole.
Billy watched his cock sink in, excited to see his mother's hot asshole spread for him. He pressed forward, his cock buried all the way, his lower stomach against the satiny heat of his mother's ass. Misty gave a soft cry and pulled her fingers out of her cunt and cradled his dangling balls, squeezing them gently, feeling his cock throb and jerk inside her asshole. She pulled his balls forward, pressing them to the slit of her steamy pussy, rocking her ass from side to side.
"Ooooh, fuck my ass, baby!" she purred. "Fuck mother's hot ass! Ahhh, your cock feels so hard in my asshole! Fuck my asshole… ram your cock real hard up mother's fucking hot asshole!"
Billy, clutching her hips, pulled backward, then thrust inward, making his mother cry out softly. His balls rubbed along her palm as he stabbed his cock in and out of her asshole with enough force to make her tight tits sway. The friction on her stretched asshole sent Misty into a whimpering rapture, her clit straining from the hairy, juicy folds of her cunt. The speed of her son's cock bounced her body back and forth as she pushed her ass to him. She had one hand back on the rim of the tub, her head lifted, her eyes closed as she gasped in pleasure. The soft slapping of his lower body against the heated cheeks of her velvety ass were loud in the confines of the bathroom.
"Faster, Billy!" she cried. "Ohhh, God, faster! Ram it to me… ram that cock up mother's asshole! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
Billy panted behind and above her, his eyes glazed as he watched the pink circle of her asshole pull and clutch his cock. He jerked back until the head was almost free, only to plunge back in vigorously. The harder his cock pounded into her asshole, the more Misty sobbed with ecstasy. The friction was sensational, driving her mind into erotic rapture.
"Ram me, ram me!" she squealed over and over, her cunt dripping juices onto her hand that cupped it. "Ram my ass… fuck my ass! Ooooh, Billy, Billy, fuck mother's hot fucking asshole!"
"You're getting it, Mom?" he yelped. "You're getting my hard cock up your fucking hot asshole! I'm gonna fuck your asshole good… fill your asshole with my hot, hot come juice!"
"Yes, baby, yes!"
Misty squirmed, grinding her ass, taking the wild thrusts of her son's cock into her fiery asshole with ecstatic squeals. Her flesh rippled and steamed, the excitement centered in her asshole and cunt. The feel of her son's cock fucking up her asshole made her cunt so fucking wet and caused her tits to become hard. There was the rumble of an orgasm deep inside the pit of her stomach, and the lips of her hairy cunt were working, opening and closing as if it too had a hard cock ramming in and out. Her clit was ready to burst, tightly swollen and throbbing. She began to squeal louder, her head lifting higher as she strained her ass to him.
"Billy… Billy!" she sobbed. "Oh, my God, baby! It feels like you're going to drive that big cock out of my fucking mouth! Ahhh, give it to me! I want it all… right up my ass! Oooooh, I'm going to come so fucking hard, darling! Make me come… make mother come!"
Billy was stabbing into her asshole as fast as he could, gritting his teeth, his balls hard and full. The tight grip of his mother's asshole on his cock was overwhelming.
"Mom, your ass… your asshole is… ohhh, Mom!"
Billy lunged forward, his cock very deep.
Misty felt his jerk inside her asshole, and cried out as the spasms of her orgasm exploded. The rippling waves of her orgasms created tighter suction on her son's cock, and his juices squirted along the soft walls of her asshole.
"Oh, God! Ohhhh, dear God!" Misty sobbed as she came, the orgasm intense, her cunt burning, her asshole on fire. "Squirt it, baby! Squirt it to me! Squirt that sweet come juice up mother's fucking hot asshole!"
Her ass danced and swayed as her son spewed, sending rapid gushes of juice deep into her ass. Her cunt strained and began to ache with the spasms, her clit painful now.
"No more, Billy!" she sobbed softly. "Please, no more!"
Billy pulled his softening cock out of his mother's ass, and Misty's knees buckled slowly until she was on the floor, resting her head on the rim of the tub, breathing deeply, her tits rising and falling. Billy slumped against the bathroom wall, his chest heaving, cock dangling.
When she recovered some strength, turning to look at her son, she found his cock close to her face. She kissed it, then pulled it into her mouth to suck lovingly, not minding that it had just been inside her asshole.