Molly lay on the floor, naked from the waist down, her flesh shivering with glowing pleasure. Her tits smashed flat beneath her body, and even that felt good to her. She turned her head to one side, eyes closed, her expression showing her wanton rapture. She panted for air.
Davy sat back on his heels, his chest heaving. Then, with a lewd giggle, he picked his cock up, and let go with a hot gush of piss. He pissed over his mother’s ass, causing Molly to gurgle with tired delight. She opened her thighs, and Davy swung his cock up and down, pissing on her cunt, ass, giggling wickedly.
CHAPTER NINE
Molly lay on her stomach on the floor. Sitting on top of her, Davy was rubbing and massaging her thighs and ass. Molly purred with pleasure as his hands moved about her flesh. She enjoyed the feel of his tight ass on her shoulders. Since he was naked, she could feel his asshole against her skin and his balls resting there, too.
She writhed her hips saucily for him as he cupped her asscheeks, squeezing them. When Davy pulled her ass open, she couldn’t resist lifting it suggestively. She felt her asshole tighten, then open. Davy giggled as he watched, sliding the tip of his finger around her ass ring.
“Oooooh, nice, honey,” she murmured.
Davy leaned forward, sliding his ass, on his mother’s back. The tip of his tongue darted, and Molly gurgled as she felt the wetness swirl about her tight ass bud. Davy dipped his head lower, lapping into his mother’s bushy cunt quickly, then dragging his tongue back up to her asshole.
“Wet and hot, Mother,” Davy said softly. “Your cunt is wet and hot, and you taste so fucking good!”
“Mmmm,” Molly replied, wiggling her ass lewdly.
Davy’s asshole burned against her shoulder as he leaned down and swirled the tip of his tongue about the tightness. Molly didn’t know which felt better, his tongue against her asshole, or his asshole rubbing at her back. She lay with her tits smashed on the floor, twisting her ass up into her son’s face, purring softly as the ecstasy began to grow within her body.
“Shove your tongue inside, baby,” she gasped as he swirled and licked against her asshole. “Stick your tongue up Mother’s asshole.”
Davy pressed his tongue against his mother’s asshole hard. The pressure there caused Molly’s breath to catch in her throat. A ripple of hot pleasure flowed through her body, her asshole clenching in reflexive rapture. As quickly as her asshole tightened, it relaxed, and Davy’s tongue slithered past the hot ring. Molly let her breath out with a hiss of delight, lifting her naked ass into his face. She felt his breath burning against her wet cunt as his tongue probed into her asshole. Her long clit lurched into a full, throbbing hardness, a demanding tingle of ecstasy. She twisted her ass into her son’s face, trying to pull his tongue deeper. Davy widened his mother’s ass by pulling at her firm, round asscheeks, slipping his tongue in and out of the tightness, his nose brushing her cunt. His cock was now pressing at his mother’s back, throbbing against her flesh.
She bunched her hands into fists as the rapture grew hotter. She wiggled her ass higher, trying to take her son’s tongue deeply, wanting his nose up her burning cunt at the same time. She wanted to turn and grab his cock, pump it frantically, stuff it into her mouth, suck it, then take it inside her cunt and asshole. She wanted to fuck her son furiously, fuck him with every hole of her body. She burned with the desire to have his young, hard cock inside her everywhere at the same time.
She twisted and moved beneath him, turning with his weight on top of her. She finally lay on her back, her long legs wide open, her hairy cunt exposed to her son’s hot eyes. Her clit bulged up in straining hunger, the juices of her desire gleaming on the hair-rimmed lips of her fiery pussy silt. She cupped one of her tits, brushing her nipple into the crack of her son’s ass. She stared with misty, slightly unfocused eyes, watching his asshole twitch as her nipple rubbed against it. His cock and balls delighted her as they throbbed on her body. She attempted to stuff her nipple into her son’s asshole, but found her nipple too rubbery. Still, her son squirmed his asshole against her tit, his tongue now licking at the soft hair of her twat.
“Your asshole is so hot, darling,” she breathed. “I bet your asshole could burn a blister on my tits, my nipples.”
Davy didn’t reply; his tongue was swirling about the juicy lips of his mother’s pussy. The taste and scent of her cunt were heady to him, making him press his asshole harder onto her nipple. His cock was dripping and smearing her flesh. Molly panted with excitement as she struggled to get her nipple into her son’s asshole. She pressed inward on it, but her nipple refused to penetrate. She lifted her crotch into his face, and felt his tongue dart into her cunt.
“Ooooh, eat me, darling!” she whispered hotly. “Eat that wet cunt, baby! Ohhhh, Lord, Davy!”
Davy’s tongue thrust into the wetness, licking at the juices, savoring the sweetness. His tongue plunged and swirled eagerly, his ass writhing as his mother rubbed her nipple against his asshole. His cock swelled into a greater hardness, his piss hole searing wetly at her stomach. Molly closed her thighs about her son’s head, squeezing his face into her crotch. She fucked at his face, crooning softly and gazing at his asshole. Sliding one hand between them, she managed to jack on his cock, pulling him backward, she lifted her face and feverishly kissed at his asshole, her tongue licking the smooth surfaces of his inner ass cheeks. Now she could jack his cock better, and began to stroke her fist back and forth as she sucked and licked his young asshole.
Davy lifted his smeared face, gasping with pleasure. He sat upright, looking down at his mother’s fist jacking his cock, his asshole planted on her open mouth. Molly whimpered softly as she thrust her tongue up his ass, fucking in and out, jacking his cock faster and faster. Molly held her son’s cock tightly, her other hand pulling at his hip, trying to get his asshole tighter into her mouth.
With a gasp, Davy leaned down and plunged his face into his mother’s hairy cunt again, his lips sucking hard at her clit, then driving his tongue in and out of her cunt. Molly squealed into her son’s ass, smashing her wet pussy firmly into his face, no longer able to jack his cock because of the tightness between their bodies. She shoved her hand against the back of his head, crushing his mouth to her fiery cunt. The spasms of a rippling orgasm started, and then grew with power. She humped her ass up and down, smacking her son’s mouth with her contracting cunt.
Davy, trying to lick and suck his mother’s pussy at the same time, grabbed hold of her naked ass with both hands, lifting her high, almost doubling her. Molly’s legs went up into the air and Davy devoured her convulsing cunt hungrily, his ass so hard and tight in her face now, Molly couldn’t breathe. Her tongue was deep inside his asshole as she came, her mind reeling with ecstasy.
Davy held his mother doubled, her ass and legs in the air with his face between them, sucking and licking, his tongue racing into the liquid heat, then over her exploding cunt. He clung to the cheeks of her ass with both hands. Molly’s orgasm shattered through her body and if her son had not been sitting in her face, holding her crotch high, she would have been much too weak to remain in that awkward position. His cock kept throbbing against her stomach.
Molly came for a long time, and when it finally ended, Davy let her ass fall back to the floor slowly. He shifted from her face, and Molly had tears of ecstasy in her shining eyes. She held his cock as he sat next to her, not stroking, but just squeezing it as if it would disappear if she turned loose.
“Ooooh, Davy, you always make me come so damned good,” she breathed. “No matter what you do to me, I come so fucking hard and good!”
His balls, she saw, were loaded, tight at the base of his cock. Turning onto her side, she cupped them in her other hand, rolling them about.
“Baby,” she said softly, with heat in her voice, “you’ve got one pair of loaded balls here.”
Davy’s balls felt hot in her palm, and she gently fondled them, her other hand moving along his cock. Closing her fingers about her son’s prick, Molly s
troked it slowly, making little soft sounds of pleasure. Her eyes were bright as she gazed down, watching his piss hole seep clear liquid. Dipping her face, she swiped her tongue across the head of his cock, tasting the sweetness of his juices.
Davy gazed down his naked body, watching his mother’s hot, wet tongue swirl about the swollen smoothness of his cock, panting with pleasure. Molly’s fist pumped slowly, relaxed on the down thrust, but squeezing hard as she pulled up, making the juices bead on his piss hole. With his balls cradled in her other hand, she began jacking him, picking up speed with her fist. With a couple of quick, short jerks, she squealed happily, then slowed her movements again.
“We can’t have you coming off too fast, honey,” she breathed, her stiff-nippled tits lifting with excitement. “I want to play with your cock and balls before you come, baby. I love to feel it so hard, feel your sweet balls so full and hot.”
Davy lifted his ass from the floor, urging his mother to jack him faster, tighter. “Mother, I wanna come,” he gasped. “Make me come, Mother! Jack me off or… suck my cock! Come on, Mother, jack me off or suck me off or fuck me!”
Molly laughed, a low, sensuous sound. “Let’s not hurry this, baby,” she mewled. “It’s much more fun when we play awhile. You don’t really want to come too fast, do you?”
“But I wanna come!” Davy groaned, fucking into his mother’s tight fist, watching the head of his cock bulge up from her hand. “I’m so fucking hard! I wanna come, Mother!”
“Of course you want to come, and you will,” she whispered, watching him fuck her fist. “Mother will always make you come. But let me play with it for a while, honey.”
Davy twisted and writhed his hips, his eyes big and hot as he watched her hands. Molly began to twist and pull on his loaded balls, tenderly, letting him fuck her fist. She sat with her legs crossed, leaning over. Her tits moved tightly as she stroked and caressed his cock and balls. Davy grabbed one to his mother’s tits, squeezed the firm flesh a moment, then started pulling and twisting at a hard nipple. Molly gurgled and began to jack his cock a bit faster. She felt the increase in the throbbing hardness, and leaned down to lick away the oozing juices on his piss hole again.
There was a great deal more juice now, and she whimpered hungrily as it coated her tongue. Quickly she closed her lips about his smooth cockhead, finding his cock deliciously hot. Swirling her tongue around his piss hole, Molly gave in to the hungry urge to suck. She rammed her face down, the head of her son’s cock brushing at her throat. She clung to his hardness for a moment or so, her lips writhing at the base, enjoying the wild pulsations of it deep in her mouth. Then she sucked upward, strongly, her tongue moving [missing text].
“Ooooh, Mother! That’s good!” Davy moaned. “That’s real good, Mother! Suck my cock, Mother! Suck it hard and make me come! My balls hurt and I wanna come! Let me come in your cocksucking mouth, Mother!”
Molly drew off his cock, jacking it again, her eyes dancing toward his agonized face. “So I’m a cocksucker, am I?” she teased.
“Yes, Mother!” Davy groaned. “You’re a cocksucker!”
“You love it if I am,” she giggled lewdly. “You love to have a mother who sucks cock. You wouldn’t know what to do with this lovely cock if I didn’t suck it, fuck it.”
“Please, Mother! Do something!”
“I am,” she replied, her voice thick with erotic emotion. “I’m jacking it and tasting it, aren’t I?”
“I wanna get sucked off!”
“You’re spoiled,” she whispered, watching beads of juice collect on his piss hole again. “That’s what you are — spoiled.”
She leaned down and, with one swipe of her tongue, licked the juices from his cock again. The scraping of her tongue over the sensitive flesh of his cock brought a whine of ecstasy from Davy.
Molly was being deliberately cruel. She held his balls tightly, feeling the heat, knowing there was a real load, in them.
His hips twisted and jerked as she clung to his cock, letting him fuck into her fist. She kept her fingers as tight as she could, staring at the beautiful way the head of his cock bulged, his piss hole opening, glistening wetly. Turning loose of his balls, she slipped her hand between his thighs. She dragged her fingertip about his ass, up and down his hot asscrack. When she inserted the tip of her finger into the crack, Davy flung his young legs wide open, lifting his hips high. Molly gurgled as she rubbed at his tight asshole, her other hand once more pumping on his cock. She watched his preciously loaded balls jump about. She eased her finger up his asshole slowly, causing Davy to hold his breath.
“Does this feel good, darling?” she asked softly, working her finger in and out of his asshole, jacking on his cock once more. “Do you like this?”
“Mother, I like anything right now!” Davy gasped. “I just wanna come! I don’t give a fuck what you do with me — just make me come!”
“I will,” she replied. “I’ll always make you come, baby.”
With her finger darting in and out of his asshole, pumping on his cock with her other hand. Molly leaned down and swirled her tongue about his fiery balls. She licked downward, toward his asshole, the tip of her tongue tasting his stretching assring about her finger, then back up again. She pulled his loaded balls into her wet mouth, sucking them, then ran her tongue over her own fingers to the head of his smoothly swollen cock. Her tongue twirled in hot circles about the head of his cock, then lapped up the seeping juices. She pushed his piss hole with her tongue, her eyes flashing upward to see her son’s grimacing expression.
She jacked faster on his cock, her tongue licking at his bubbling piss hole, fucking him up the ass with her other finger. Davy groaned and gasped, clutching one of his mother’s naked tits desperately. His balls were very tight, painfully tight.
“I’m gonna come, Mother!” Davy grunted. Molly twisted her tongue about his piss hole rapidly, increasing the jerking of her fist on his cock, stabbing her finger into his tightly gripping asshole frantically.
With a yelp, Davy came.
Molly tasted the sweet creamy juice as it bubbled over her tongue. She squealed and lifted her face a few inches, jacking swiftly on his gushing cock. She tasted a scalding squirt of come juice on her lips, and then angled his prick to make him come over his shaking stomach. She hissed and gurgled as she watched the glistening sweetness of his balls cover his flesh. She stabbed her finger in and out of his puckering, tightening asshole quickly.
“Oh, Mother!” Davy gasped.
“Come, Davy!” she hissed. “Ooooh, look at it, darling! You’re coming so fucking much! It’s all over your stomach, honey! Look. Oh, that’s beautiful, Davy! Seeing your come is beautiful!”
When the squirts lost force, Molly pulled up on his cock tightly, her eyes glassy as she watched the final beads of creamy come juice seep upward. She darted her tongue down, lapping at the head of his wet cock hungrily, tasting the hot juices of his sweet balls. With a soft growl, she began to run her tongue up and down his body, licking up the come juice that had spattered his flesh. Her finger remained deep inside his ass, and she felt his asshole holding it with flexing spasms.
Her tongue darted about his lower stomach, then about his belly button. She sucked with her lips at his flesh, kissing and licking up onto his chest, swirling her tongue through the sweet creamy juices there. Her cunt throbbed and with a soft squeal, Molly came. The contractions weren’t as strong as she liked, but any orgasm she had was good. She twisted her tongue about his tiny nipples, then worked her mouth back down his body. With her thumb and forefinger, she milked his cock, bringing up one small drop of come juice, her lips sucking it into her mouth hungrily. She ran her tongue about his piss hole, then down around his balls.
Davy opened his legs wider, and mewling, Molly shoved her face into his crotch, breathing in the arousing scent of him. She moved her tongue downward and pulled her finger out of his asshole. Her fiery tongue licked at the puckered opening, delving into his asshole almost gently.
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br /> “You sure know how to make a guy feel great Mother,” Davy whispered, breathing hard. “I didn’t know being jacked off could be this much fun.”
Molly pulled her face out of his crotch, looking at him. Her eyes danced erotically as she grinned at him. “Haven’t you learned that we can have fun doing everything yet?”
“I’m learning,” Davy grinned back at her. Molly held the base of his softening cock, and turned to look it again.
“You know what you should do now, honey?” she said softly. “You should take a nice, long, delicious piss.”
Davy, always agreeable, giggled.
The golden piss spurted from his cock; Molly was holding it at the base, his cockhead aimed upward. She whimpered as the hot piss splashed into her face. She closed her eyes, savoring the excitement of Davy pissing into her face. She felt her cunt responding to it, and shoved a hand between her crossed thighs. She began to fingerfuck her cunt swiftly, aiming his cock so he pissed across his chest and stomach.
Then, holding his cock upward again, she opened her mouth and started lapping at the golden piss as if from a drinking fountain. The wet sounds of her finger stabbing into her juicy cunt mingled with her hot breathing. Davy kept up a strong stream for as long as he could, watching his mother drinking. As the stream lest force, Molly opened her lips wide and followed it downward. The taste of his piss sent chills of perverse ecstasy racing up and down her naked body, raising goose bumps on her smooth flesh.
Just before Davy finished, Molly closed her lips about his piss hole, taking a last squirt into her mouth, shivering as it ran into her throat. Then, with a wild cry of ecstasy, she jerked her finger out of her still-convulsing cunt, and began to lick at his piss-wet stomach and chest.
Her orgasm grew tighter and tighter, and finally she fell back, sprawling on the floor, legs and arms flung wide, shaking happily.
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