She heard him run water in the kitchen, and stood up. Her legs were weak and rubbery again, but not from having an orgasm now. They were weak with excitement. Her mind was spinning with what she was going to do. The fact that Ted might refuse her never entered her mind. She felt that a boy that jacked off almost constantly would be delighted with what she was going to do with him.
Ted was standing at the kitchen sink, leaning forward and drinking a glass of water. She looked at him, seeing his youth, his hair getting a little shaggy, the worn places of his jeans, the t-shirt with the rock emblem on the back. For the first time, she noticed it was the rock singer, Madonna.
She slipped up behind her son, wrapping her arms about his waist and hugging him, nuzzling her lips against the top of his head.
“Were you embarrassed, honey?” she asked softly, brushing her lips through his hair.
“A little, Mom,” he said.
“Only a little?”
“Just a little,” he replied, and she detected a subtle pressure of his young ass pushing back at her.
She wanted to drop her hands to the front of his jeans, but it wasn’t time yet, she felt. She had to be absolutely certain of his cooperation. She drew her hands under his t-shirt, and tickled his tiny nipples. At the same time, she pushed her tits at his head, his neck between them. She pressured her cunt into his back, and rubbed very slowly. Ted made a soft sound in his throat, his young body trembling.
“You weren’t shocked?” Peggy whispered.
“No,” he said, his voice thick.
“Why weren’t you?”
“I just wasn’t,” he said.
“I bet I know why,” Peggy whispered very softly. “I bet I know what you’ve been doing, too.”
“Aw, Mom,” he murmured.
“I saw it on your sheet yesterday,” she purred softly, caressing his chest tenderly, her fingers moving downward. “You have to be more careful, if you don’t want me to know.”
“Know what?” he groaned, not willing to confess.
“That you are… playing with yourself.”
“I’m not doing…”
“Yes, you are,” she said softly, and her fingertips were resting on his belt buckle. “I’ve known about it for weeks, darling. You don’t have to be ashamed. All boys do it, and I guess you know girls do, too.”
Ted didn’t reply.
“Did you see much when you came in?” she asked, her fingers dropping below his belt buckle.
“A little,” he replied, shivering as he leaned back against his mother. He could feel her warm tits on his shoulders. “Not very much.”
“Then you know what was happening?”
“I know, Mom.”
“Did what you saw excite you?”
He nodded, not trusting his voice.
“I knew it did,” Peggy said, and shoved her right hand down to his crotch.
Ted gasped, but didn’t jerk away.
Peggy felt her son’s cock pressing in hardness at his pants, and she curled her fingers about his hidden balls. She squeezed them, mewling softly as she pressed her body hard against his back. She squeezed his balls again, then dropped her other hand to feel his throbbing cock. She stroked the hardness through his pants, holding his balls in her other hand.
“Ohhh, baby!” she cried softly. “You’re so hard!”
“Mom, I can’t help it!”
“I know you can’t,” she said, kissing the top of his head. She tried to close her fingers about his cock, but his jeans were too tight. “Would you be embarrassed, or ashamed, if Mother helped you out, Ted?”
“Oh, Mom!” he groaned, pushing his hardon into her palm.
That was all the answer Peggy needed.
Feverishly, she opened his pants. She gave a hot sobbing sound as her fingers entered his fly and pulled the youth’s hot, hard cock free. She closed her fist around his cock, squeezing hard, making her son moan in pleasure. The heat sent wild, erotic messages up her arm, into her whirling mind, and then down to her cunt.
“God, you’re so hard!” she moaned, stroke her fist back and forth, jacking his prick with slow motion, the feel of it exciting her more than she had expected. “So very hard, baby? My, and it’s long and thick, too!”
“What are you gonna do, Mom?” he asked, his voice breaking.
“Jack you off, what else?” she giggled wickedly, speeding up the pumping movement of her fist. “Don’t you like it better when someone else is jacking your cock?”
“Oh, Mom, it’s great!”
“Turn around,” she hissed. “Let me see it, Ted! I want to see your cock, now!”
Ted turned, his face shining with delight, eyes big. A huge grin spread over his young face. But Peggy didn’t see thatd her eyes were on her son’s cock. It was the first cock she had seen since her divorce. Ted’s cock was longer than she would have thought for his age. And so very thick. The cockhead was swollen, and she saw the small pisshole oozing a bead of juice. Ted stood there, not blushing at all beneath his mother’s admiring gaze.
“It’s beautiful!” Peggy whispered softly, reaching for his cock again. “So big and hard and beautiful! No wonder you jack it off all the time, baby. I’d do it too, if it was mine.”
She ran her thumb over the cockhead, then his pisshole, wiping away the seeping pre-cum. Ted made a whimpering sound, his body shaking. His eyes were now on his mother’s tits. He couldn’t see them, but the top buttons of her blouse were open, and he could see the creamy upper swells.
Peggy understood the hunger in his eyes.
“Touch them,” she whispered.
Ted’s face lifted to hers. “Can I? Really, Mom? I can touch you… touch them?”
Smiling, Peggy gripped his cock hard, her other hand lifting his and placing it on her tit. “There. Does that show you I mean it, honey?”
“Gosh, Mom!” Ted choked, squeezing her tit through her blouse and bra. “They’re so soft, but still firm!”
Peggy’s eyes half closed in pleasure as her son squeezed her tit. She pumped on his cock, feeling it throb in her hand. She wanted to lift his precious hot balls out, to feel them, see how loaded they were. But she was getting so excited, jerking on his cock, panting with growing need, she stood still, only her hand moving. She felt her son’s hips pumping back and forth with her hand.
She lifted the front of her skin, and Ted drew back, keeping hold of her tit, watching as she lifted her dress. His eyes turned hotter as he saw his mother’s satiny thighs, then her wispy panties. He made a choking sound as he stared at the triangled shape of her cunt hair that was visible through the thin panties.
Peggy pulled his cock forward, brushing the dripping cockhead over her thigh. Ted was holding his breath, watching his cock touch her leg. Peggy, too, was holding her breath, her excitement almost out of control. She rubbed the head of her son’s cock over the front of her panties, leaving wetness there. Using her free hand, she pulled the waist of her panties away from her stomach, and Ted moaned as he saw the curly soft hairs of his mother’s cunt. Before he could spend much time staring, she pulled the head of his hard cock forward, and she ran the bulging prickhead through the dark hair of her pussy, mewling at the contact. Her cunt was on fire again, the puffy pussy lips clamping of their own volition, her clit as hard as his cock.
“Oh, my God, baby!” she breathed, puffing his cock out of her panties and sliding it beneath her crotch.
She felt the heat of his prick searing the lips of her cunt through the skimpy panties. She closed her thighs about his prick, and shot her hands behind him, grasping his young ass in her palms. She pulled him tightly against her, leaning back a bit, her cunt pushed forward.
“Ohhhh, feel that, Ted?” she gasped. “Can you feel how hot and wet Mother is? Ohhh, baby, I can feel your cock there… feel it throb against Mother’s pussy. Ooooh, rub it back and forth, baby!”
Ted jerked his hips, sliding his cock along the crotch of his mother’s panties. His eyes smoldered and his mo
uth was open. Peggy clutched his young ass as tight as she could, her thighs pressing around his cock. The sliding, rubbing hardness on her cunt slit and clit made her tremble with weakness.
“Hold my titties, darling!” she groaned. “Oh, baby, stick your hands inside my bra and hold Mother’s titties!”
Eagerly, the boy opened her blouse, causing a couple of buttons to pop loose. Her bra opened in front, and although he didn’t know how to work the catch, he managed to get it open. His eyes widened as he saw his mother’s firm tits bulging out at him, right there in front of his face, her nipples swollen into two stiff peaks.
“Suck them!” she hissed urgently, ramming her pelvis back and forth, fucking his cock with her tight thighs, sliding it along the swollen lips of her pantied cunt. “Suck my titties, Ted! Ohhhh, baby, take Mother’s nipples in your mouth and suck them hard!”
With a growl, Ted gulped one of his mother’s hot tits into his mouth, sucking hungrily, his tongue twisting and swirling on the sensitive tit tip. Peggy whimpered with pleasure and pounded her hips back and forth, fucking on his cock with her clamped thighs. They were slippery with his seeping pre-cum and the cunt juice that drenched her panties.
“Ram it, baby!” she moaned, twisting her ass. “Slide your cock back and forth! Ohhh, God, Ted… your cock is so hot!”
Ted made wet sounds as he sucked her tits, going from one to the other, taking them as deep as he could into his hot, wet mouth. His balls were starting to ache. He was afraid to come, and he was afraid not to come. Either way, he was going to come.
He pulled his mouth off her tit, his young face contorted with almost agonized ecstasy. “Mom, I gotta stop!”
“No, you don’t!” she hissed, puffing his hips against her pressing crotch. “You don’t have to stop! Ohhhh, baby, keep moving! God, you’re burning me up with this hard cock, Ted! Push it… slide it faster! Ooooh, I think I’m going to… to…”
The yelp from her son cut her words off.
She felt the gushing wetness on her thighs as his cock spurted. It ran down the insides of her thighs. She clutched her son tightly, pressing her legs around his cum-spurting cock as tight as she could. She felt his hot legs around his cum spurting cock as tight as she could. She felt his hot jism splash against the crotch of her panties, scaring her cunt. She heard her son grunt with each powerful spurt, his cock jerking against her flesh as he came.
Over and over, Ted sprayed cock cream over her thighs and her panties. Peggy relished it, the hot, slippery feel of it on her flesh. Her cunt was fiery, extremely fiery, but she wasn’t coming with him. Frantic, she squeezed her fingers into his tight, clenching ass, moaning as she tried to bring on her own climax. She shot her hips forward, then backward, fucking his jizz gushing cock with her thighs, but it didn’t do any good. She felt his cock soften between her legs, and she whined in disappointment.
Ted slumped, his own legs rubbery now. Peggy watched his cummy cock dangle, and placed her palm on it tenderly.
“Don’t worry about that,” she said softly. “The main point is making you feel good.”
She wanted to drop to her knees and kiss that cock, take it into her mouth and hold it there, taste it. But that might be too much of a shock for his young mind, she felt. There were other things first, things that would prepare him for what she wanted to do with him.
Her skirt had fallen down when he pulled from her, and she could feel his hot turn running along her inner thighs. With a giggle, she took a paper towel from the rack and moistened it under the kitchen faucet. Without any show of shyness, she lifted her dress and cleaned her thighs and the crotch of her panties. Ted watched with interest.
Tossing the paper towel away, she looked at him.
“Does that give you ideas, baby?” she asked in a sensuous voice.
“What kind of ideas, Mom?” he asked, his eyes starting to sparkle.
“Come with me, darling,” she said, taking his hand. “It’s time you found something to do with your lovely cock besides jack off all the time.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Peggy pulled her son down the hall toward her room.
Ted went along without protest, as she knew he would. He followed along behind her, watch big her ass inside her skirt, watching now without trying to be secretive about it. Her blouse flapped open, her tits in a gentle movement as she hurried toward her room.
Inside, she turned to face her son, her eyes smoldering. She slipped out of her blouse, then her bra. She stood naked from the waist up, letting her son gaze at her, understanding his need to see her, especially this first time. She lifted and pulled her shoulders back, making her firm, flawlessly shapely tits stand out, the nipples arching upward. Ted was making gurgling sounds as he stared and she watched his cock starting to rise again. Seeing him get a new hardon after coming such a short time ago was no surprise to her. She had known her son jacked off many times during the day and night. She was aware of his ability to achieve a hard-on so swiftly after coming.
She moved her hands to her back, tugging at the zipper of her skirt. She was smiling at her son, his cock now lifted straight out with hardness. Her expression was lewd, her eyes filled with wanton desire. She let her skirt fall, and stood before her awed son in her wispy panties and nylons. She kicked her heels off, and stood with her hands on her hips, her legs spread slightly.
Ted could see the bulge of his mother’s cunt mound, the fan-shape of her pussy hair through her panties.
“Oh, Mom!” he moaned.
“Your turn,” she breathed hotly. “Take your pants off, baby.”
With swift movements, his eyes never leaving her naked tits and pantied hips, Ted stripped his t-shirt off, then opened his pants and shoved them down. They wouldn’t go over his sneakers.
“You’re supposed to take your shoes off first, silly,” she teased.
But Ted stood with his pants at his ankles, staring at her, his cock jerking. Peggy gazed at her son’s cock and balls, excitement flooding her body. His balls were heavy again, full, looking swollen. Only a few strands of hair sprouted at the base of his cock, evidence of his tender age.
Peggy almost came as she looked at her son.
“Fuck me,” she hissed.
Ted’s body jerked.
“Fuck me, Ted!” Peggy sobbed, her hands clutching her naked tits. “Fuck me now! Oh, please, fuck Mother! I want your cock, Ted! I want your cock up my fucking cunt!”
Ted shook as her words slammed into his ears.
Peggy yanked the crotch of her panties to one side, exposing her hairy cunt to her son. “This is where you should stick your hard cock, not jack it off! Mother has a very hot, very wet pussy, Ted! Mother’s cunt needs your cock! Please, darling, fuck me!”
She grabbed his upper arm as she fell back across her bed. She thrust her long legs as wide apart as she could, puffing her son on top of her. She frantically grabbed for his hard cock, and pushed it downward until she felt the smooth cockhead slide along the slit of her cunt. She raised her hips, and when the head of her son’s cock penetrated her cunt slightly, Peggy gave a heave of her hips.
“Ooooh, yes, yes!” she moaned as her son’s cock slithered into her cunt. “God, that’s wonderful, Ted! Your cock… so hard and big… up Mother’s cunt! Fuck it for me! Ohhh, baby, ram your cock up Mother’s cunt hard and fast! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
If Ted was startled by her uncontrolled passion, she knew nothing about it. Her eyes were closed tightly, her face grimacing with the almost forgotten rapture of a hard cock inside her pussy. She lifted her legs, scissoring them up and down his thighs and hips, her palms filled with the cheeks of his naked ass. She lunged her cunt upward, smashing her swollen clit along his cock, then the hairy cunt lips onto the base. She felt his balls, so hot and full, against the crack of her steamy ass. She pounded her cunt up and down, fucking her son before he could match her wild, churning motion.
His face was pressed into her naked tits, and aster cunt closed about his cock,
Ted moaned in ecstasy, sliding his hands down his mother’s thrashing hips and underneath. He clutched at her pounding ass, feeling the way it bunched and rippled as she fucked up and down.
“Oh, yes!” Peggy squealed. “Hold my fucking ass, Ted! Hang onto Mother’s ass… because I’m going to fuck your sweet, hard cock off!”
The wet slapping of her cunt against the base of his intensely hard cock seemed to fill the room, but Peggy wasn’t really hearing it. Every part of her almost-naked body was on fire, her mind reeling with rapture. She clutched her son tightly, and began to sob as his cock started meeting the upward thrusts of her cunt. She ran one hand up along his back until she held his head, twisting her shoulders to stuff a tit into his eager mouth.
When Ted was sucking her tit, ramming his cock in and out of her accepting cunt with a frenzy, she gave herself up to the wicked ecstasy. Her son’s cock filled her cunt, stretched the sensitive cunt lips sweetly, scraped her inflamed clit. She made gurgling sounds, squealing and sobbing as the fire increased between her thighs. His balls beat rapidly against her ass, and she squirmed closer and closer, trying to swallow his cock with her cunt.
“Ooooo, give it to me!” she cried. “Give me that wonderful cock, baby! Ahhh, fuck me! Fuck Mother! Fuck me every day and every night! You’ll never have to jack off again, darling! Mother will fuck that sweet cock, fuck it all the time!”
“Mom, it’s so good! You feel so hot and wet, and tight!”
“Oh, baby, it’s been so long! So fucking long! Give it to me! Slam your hard cock to me, Ted! Ram your hard cock up my cunt! Fuck Mother! Fuck Mother hard!”
Peggy’s ass twirled and whipped in a frenzy, her long legs scissoring up and down his body, his legs and his humping ass. She wrapped her arms tightly about his head, holding his face into her tits, then her legs came up his back, her ankles locking. She strained her burning cunt as hard as she could to him, ramming it up and down, riding his stroking cock. His balls banged hotly against her ass, directly upon her ass, with each delicious, powerful lunge of his prick. The friction of his cock against the grip of her pussylips sent her mind spinning with intense ecstasy. She whimpered and sobbed, tears of joy dropping from her eyes. Her body rippled with sweet sensations, shivering in delight. The feel of her son cock sliding back and forth inside her cunt was unbelievable. She hissed and groaned as she strained her crotch to his, trying to get more and more of his cock into her pussy.
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