Stepping into a fresh pair of bikini panties, this time a pink pair with dark-pink rose buds, she began to feel she could teach her son what she liked best when it came to sex. If, that is, he wasn’t too embarrassed about fucking his mother. When it came to a hot, wet cunt and beautiful hard cock, Wendy didn’t find anything to be embarrassed about.
She slipped her arms into a house dress, tying the slender belt at her waist. As before, she left her tits free and naked. Her tits strained out and up, as firm as they had been when she was a teenager. She enjoyed the gentle brush of her nipples against the cloth. When she moved, her tits swayed and bounced provocatively.
Before she left her room, she saw her discarded panties on her bed. Picking them up, she balled her t-shirt and jeans into her other hand, and carried them down the ball. Tony was still on the couch, but the television had been turned off. And, she was quick to notice, he had stuffed his cock back into his pants. She had to walk in front of him on her way to the kitchen and laundry room.
As she passed him, she tossed her worn panties at him, laughing softly as they draped over his head.
“Want to get into my panties?” she teased, waggling her ass as she entered the kitchen. Tossing her jeans and t-shirt into the hamper, she turned to prepare their dinner, taking out a lovely steak for them to share.
As she placed the steak in the oven, her son came in.
She saw he still had her panties, but they were in his hand now. He sat at the small work table in the kitchen, glancing at her as he played with the skimpy panties. Wendy searched her son’s face for evidence of embarrassment, but failed to see any. Elated, she moved toward him and hugged his head into her stomach, stroking his hair.
“Did you have fun, honey?” she asked softly.
Tony nodded his head against her stomach.
“Well, you could let me know,” she teased. “Come on, put your arms around me and give Mother a hug.”
When he squeezed her, he lifted his face to look up at her. He gave her a nervous grin.
She grinned down at him, and pulled bin tight.
“You’re not embarrassed anymore?”
He shook his head, but a faint flush came to his cheeks.
With a soft giggle, she pulled back, leaning down, and kissing his mouth as she cupped his face. The tip of her tongue played along his lips, then she stood up again.
She pushed his hands down to the cheeks of her ass, holding them there. “If you had fun, you could at least show me by touching me.”
Tony gave his mother’s ass a tentative squeeze.
“That’s better,” she laughed softly, then wrinkled her nose at him. “I’d love to stand here and have you play with my ass, but I think I smell something burning.”
She checked the steak, turning it over. “I guess that was me burning, not the steak,” she giggled. “Either me or you.”
“Both, Mom?” he ventured.
“Probably,” she agreed, lifting her shoulders to make her tits stand out against her dress. “Tony, it is okay, isn’t it?”
Knowing what she meant, he nodded, quickly.
She gazed at him for a long time, then went back to him. She pulled his head into her stomach again, holding the back of his head. She ran her hand through his hair, and then cupped his face, pressing him tight into her stomach. This time he placed his hands on his mother’s ass without her helping him. She purred with happiness when he dug his fingers into the soft cheeks of her ass, squeezing them.
“Ohhh, baby,” she purred hotly. “If you had a hard-on tight now, I’d do it again.”
Tony pulled his face from her stomach, holding the cheeks of her ass and glancing down at his lap. Wendy, too, looked, and let out a delighted cry.
“Ohhh, you do have a hard-on!” She was very delighted to see his cock strain inside his pants. The most her husband managed to fuck her was two times in a single day.
She leaned over, and feverishly opened her son’s pants, pulling his cock free. Tony leaned back as she stroked his cock, purring softly as if it were a baby she was caressing.
Then, to her son’s surprise, she leaned down and kissed the tip of his cock.
She looked into his face and laughed softly. “I just had to give your cock a little kin, Tony.” She opened the waist of his pants, spreading them open. “I want them down, baby.”
She squatted at her son’s feet, her eyes blazing at his upstanding cock as she pulled his pants down to his ankles. She stared at him, seeing the tuft of hair at the base, is cock long and thick. His balls, so young but so full, seemed to ache for a caress. Her warm fingers touched the tip of his cock, them ran down the shaft lightly to his balls. She made a soft purring sound as she felt her son’s balls. They felt hot and just as full as though he had not come twice already.
Cradling his balls in her hand, she gently fondled them, her other hand stroking his hard cock slowly.
“You have a wonderful cock, Tony,” she whispered. “You have wonderful balls, too. They feel so nice in my hand.”
Tony giggled nervously as she felt him. “Did I say something funny?” she asked. “No, Mom,” he said. “It’s what you’re saying.”
“You mean cock and balls?”
He nodded.
“Well, that’s what they are,” she said. “You don’t expect me to call them a penis and testes, do you? Those words sound horrible.”
“I guess not,” he said.
“What would you call my… you know, vagina?” she asked. “Vagina sounds like a state to visit.”
“Cunt!” Tony said, almost explosively. Wendy giggled wickedly. “Right! It’s my cunt… Mother’s cunt, Mother’s twat, pussy, snatch! But it sure isn’t a state called vagina!”
They giggled like two naughty children, saying the words over and over as she squatted there, playing with his cock and balls. Her cunt bubbled inside her pink panties, and she knew she had to get her son’s cock inside her pussy again.
She stood up, flushed from the laughter, shivering with anticipation. She untied the narrow belt of her dress, opening it for her son’s eyes. He gazed hotly at her bikini panties, seeing the shadow of her blonde curls through the thin nylon.
“Want some pussy?” she teased, swaying her hips. “Want some of this hot, hot, wet, wet, pussy?”
“Gosh, Mom!” He swallowed, making a wet sound, nodding his head.
Wendy hooked a finger into the crotch of her panties, puffing them to one side, exposing her hairy cunt to her son’s eager eyes. She spread her legs around his, moving to his lap. Tony slipped his hands past his mother’s hips and cupped the cheeks of her ass outside her panties. Bending her knees, she felt the head of her son’s cock touch the slit of her fiery cunt, and sucked in air with a loud hiss.
“I’ve never done this ma chair before,” she said, her voice thick. “I mean in this.”
“Me, neither, Mom,” he said, gazing at his cock as she slowly lowered herself onto it.
Wendy held her breath as the swollen head of her son’s cock slipped into her cunt. She paused, holding it that way, her pussy clutching at the smooth head. She felt as if she was about to come already.
“Oooooh,” she purred, sliding her cunt down on his cock. When the hairy lips crushed at the base, she shivered in delight, her tits swaying before his face. “God, that’s so good!”
Sitting on his cock facing him, she picked up her panties he had placed on the table and ran them about his face. She rubbed the soft nylon up and down his checks, feeling his cock throb so hard inside her cunt. The lips of her pussy gripped his cock in flexing tightness, and she pushed her other hand behind her ass, puffing his ball against her panties.
“Honey, shove your hands inside my panties,” she mewled. “Hold my ass in my panties, because… ohh, baby, Mother is going to fuck the piss out of you!”
With those words, she began to bang up and down, stabbing herself in the cunt on his cock, her knees bending, then straightening, the subtle muscles of her slender thigh
s working, rippling.
When he pushed his hands into the waist of her bikini panties, she paused so he could get a grip on her ass, then began to ride up and down his cock once more. She squealed and gasped, her tongue running back and forth on her lips. She cried out with pleasure when her son squeezed her naked ass, his fingers sliding into the crack near her asshole.
With her feet flat on the floor, straddling her son’s lap, facing him, Wendy bounced her ass up and down, making soft gurgles of ecstasy. Her son’s cock filled her cunt sweetly, and with his hands pushed into her panties from behind, it held her robe apart. Her flawlessly shaped tits bounced and swayed in front of his face. Wendy had her hands an her son’s shoulders, watching the expression on his young face, seeing his rapture as her cunt rode up and, down his cock.
She pushed her tits forward and rubbed them about his face, giggling softly at his delight. Soft wet sounds came from her cunt as she pumped up and down.
“Come on, baby,” she purred hotly. “Suck one of Mother’s titties! Suck a nipple, baby, while I fuck you so good!”
Tony’s hot lips curled about a rigid nipple, and his tongue flicked the tip. Wendy moaned in pleasure and rammed up and down faster. Tony went from one tingling tit to the other, licking and sucking as he held his mother’s grinding ass in his palms. The wet sucking sounds of his mouth mixed with the wet sounds of her cunt. Tremors of scalding rapture flowed through Wendy’s body, making her mind spin. She tilted her face up, mouth open, eyes closed to accept the filling hardness of his cock. She gasped and made little whimpering sounds while she stabbed her searing cunt up and down his very rigid prick.
“Ohhh, Tony, baby!” she wailed. “Suck Mother’s titties… squeeze Mother’s ass! Ahhh, so good, darling! Suck… oooooh, this makes my cunt so hot and wet! Tony, you’re hard, so very hard!”
The hairlined lips of her cunt clasped lovingly around his throbbing cock, feeling him pulsate deeply inside. Her clit scraped and tingled on the hot shaft. She felt his fingers claw at her ass, stretching her bikini panties. His fingers were almost touching the crinkled pucker of her asshole. She dug her fingers into his shoulders, humping wildly on his cock.
“Ohhh… my God, it’s wonderful!” she breathed. “Oh, baby, this is so wonderful! Give it to me! Give Mother’s hot cunt your hard cock! Ahhh, Tony, fuck me! Fuck Mother! Fuck Mother hard and fast and deep!”
Tony had trouble keeping her tit in his mouth. She was bouncing and squirming so fast, he kept losing them. Finally he settled on feeling them rub and slap at his face, looking up at his mother’s tilted head. He clutched her ass tightly, but not to hold her still.
“Mom!” he moaned. “Ohhh, Mom, it is good! My cock… my cock is up your cunt!”
“Fuck my cunt, Tony!”
“Yeah!” Tony moaned. “I’ll fuck your cunt, Mom! I’ll fuck your wet cunt and come in it and… ohhhh, pump faster! I think I’m about to come, Mom!”
“You’ll come,” she mewled in a thick voice. “Mother’s cunt will make sure of that! Ohhh, that hard cock of yours will come right up my hungry cunt!”
The exchange of words sent hot thrills about her flesh. It was the first time her son had openly used them, and they, excited her tremendously.
Her cunt clutched his cock as she bounce, sucking it, squeezing it. Her tits bounced in his face, and she gripped his shoulders with strong fingers. Her pussy was bubbling, her clit throbbing. She was on the brink of a powerful orgasm, herself.
She shook her ass wildly, still plunging up and down.
“Shake it, Mom!”
She slammed down hard onto his cock, the hairy lips of her cunt smashed at the base. She twisted and whipped about on his prick, grinding in a tight circular motion, rubbing her cunt as hard as she could on his cock.
“Your cunt…” Tony gasped. “Mom, your cunt is… ohhhh, your cunt is burning my cock, Mom! Your cunt is going to blister my fucking cock!”
“It will!” she hissed. “Mother’s cunt will burn blisters on your beautiful cock? Mother’s cunt will make your cock squirt!”
Squeezing her ass, one of his fingers touched the pucker of Wendy’s asshole. Her eyes snapped open with the contact.
“Ohhh, baby!” she moaned. “Push it up in my pussy! Push you cock up into Mother’s cunt! I’m about to came, Tony!”
The finger touching her asshole was sensational. Her cunt closed as tight as it could around his cock when his finger touched her asshole, and the hairy lips sucked hard as she jerked upward, then rammed dawn, smashing onto the base.
“Tony, Tony!” she cried out, grinding hard, his cock deep. “Baby, I’m going to come!”
With a wail, her cunt convulsed, sending wild shudders through her body. She lifted her head and screamed her ecstasy. The spasms rippling through her cunt transmitted to her son’s cock, caressing it as if the inside tissues of her cunt were stroking the shaft.
“I’m coming!” she cried. “Ohhh, my cunt… I’m coming, Tony!”
Tony could only gasp. Her pussy was squeezing his cock hard. He gripped his mother’s ass tightly, lifting his hips in an effort to push his cock deeper yet into her pussy. His balls became very tight and felt hot. He gritted his teeth, then let out an explosive sound as his cock went off.
The hot spray of his comejuice into her cunt sent Wendy into stronger contractions. She sobbed with the almost mindless rapture, every part of her body responding to his gushing cock. He pulled hard on her ass while his cock flooded her pussy, grunting with each gush of comeJuice.
Wendy cried out, feeling her cunt fill with the creamy spurts, her clit throbbing with one orgasm after another, her cunt drawing the fluids from his young balls. She began to weaken. As her orgasm slowed, she slumped on her son’s lap, leaning her head on one of his shoulders, her body shaking. Her legs trembled as she tried to squeeze them tight against his hips. She felt his cock soften inside her cunt, and his gripping fingers loosened on the cheeks of her ass. They breathed raggedly for a while and then Wendy lifted her head, her eyes shining as she smiled at her son.
“God, that was the best yet, Tony,” she said in a low, soft voice.
“I know,” he responded.
“Want to bet it gets better?” she grinned, wrinkling her nose cutely at him.
“I don’t know if I could stand it any better, Mom,” he replied, smiling at her. He pulled his hands from her panties, brought them to her tits, cupping them. He kissed first one nipple, then the other.
“Oh, you can stand it,” she promised.
She lifted her ass, her cunt pulling from his cock. She scooted back until she could stand. The crotch of her bikini panties was caught to one side of her pussy, and Tony gazed at it. Wendy ran her fingers dawn and stroked the exposed lip of her pussy. “You like that cunt, honey?”
“I love that cunt, Mom,” he grinned.
“You love to fuck this cunt?” He nodded.
“Then, you’ll love this, too,” she said.
She dropped to her knees, pushing his open. His feet, caught inside his pants, didn’t widen far. She placed her hands on his upper thighs, gazing at his cock. It was wet with their juices his balls glistening. She saw the small slit in the head of his cock, a drop of his comejuice clinging to it.
Pushing her face forward, she ran the tip of her tongue along his wet cockshaft, into the tuft of wiry hair. Tony gasped, and she felt him shiver beneath her face.
Drawing her tongue along his cock to the head, she lifted it whit the tip, and closed her lips around it. Tony moaned as his mother pulling his cock into her mouth.
Wendy glanced up at his face, her mouth full of his cock. She worked her tongue about it, tasting the juices of her cunt and his balls. She licked the drop of comejuice from the slit of his pisshole, swallowing it, then sucked at his prick a moment longer. When she pulled he mouth from it, she lapped gently about his young, now empty, balls. She ran her tongue along each side of her son’s balls, swirled it about the base of his cock and through the wiry ha
ir once more. Then she kissed the head of his prick.
“There, how was that?” she asked in whispery voice.
“Nice, Mom,” he grinned.
“Oh?” she said, getting to her feet. “Is that all, just nice?”
“Well, more than nice.”
She gave him a playful slap on his thigh. “Listen you, it had better be more than nice. It had better be fantastic.”
CHAPTER FIVE
After dinner, Wendy cleaned and straightened the kitchen while her son sat and watched.
It gave her a good feeling, as if she had a husband to care for again. She glanced at her son often, feeling her affection strong for him. He looked so much like his father, she could almost believe he was still with them.
She worked with her robe still on, but open. Every time she turned, her son was treated to a view of her naked tits and tight bikini panties, of her long, sleek thighs. She had pulled the crotch of her panties over her cunt in an effort to contain the juices of his balls inside it. She thought she could feel his comejuice, still hot, on the walls of her pussy.
Getting the dishwasher started… she turned and leaned against the counter of the sink, facing her son. She pushed her robe past her body and parted her feet on the floor. Cupping her thrusting tits, she made her nipples protrude from her fingers. Her eyes were starting to shine with desire again.
“Honey,” she said in low voice, “Do you have one more in you?”
“One more what?” he asked.
“Hard-on, silly,” she giggled. “What else would I be talking about?”
She had made her son come three times already, and she wasn’t sure he could it again. He had already surpassed his father’s ability.
When her son didn’t respond, she said, fondling her tits, “I bet I can get your cock hard again. Even if I can’t, I know a way I can have fun with it.”
Tony stood up. He had not pulled his pants up yet.
Wendy let out a small squeal of pleasure as she saw his cock sticking straight out, jerking slightly with hardness.
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