With his cock in his mother’s cunt, Johnny placed his hands on her hips, under her skirt.
Jennifer felt him trembling, his cock throbbing hotly up her cunt.
“Johnny, please…”
“Mom, I gotta do — oh, Mom, please!”
“God, yes!” Jennifer cried out. “Yes, baby, yes!”
She felt him dig his fingers into her hips, and his cock pulling back. She felt the head almost slide out of her cunt, and she held her breath, not wanting him to take it out now.
But Johnny only paused, looking down between the split of her ass to see his cock glistening with the wetness of his mother’s cunt.
Then he pushed it back in, a little harder.
“Ohhhh!” Jennifer grunted, ramming her ass back at him as he thrust into her pussy. “Oooooooh, baby!”
She heard him breathing hard, and she wagged her ass to entice him. Johnny, overwhelmed by the wet heat of his mother’s cunt gripping his cock, began to fuck in and out faster, fucking her deeply.
Jennifer squealed and cried out with each plunge of her son’s cock into her cunt. She thought her pussy was on fire, actually blazing. His cock fucked into her pussy, feeling bigger than it actually was, spreading her open, filling her with it. She could feel the throbbing, the ridges and grooves with the highly sensitive lips of her cunt. Like her son, she was overwhelmed to find his cock up her cunt, fucking her. Her mind reeled, her passion intense. She humped her ass with him, grinding against him almost in a frenzy.
She no longer thought about where she was, about someone coming into the post office and seeing her with her son’s cock ramming up her cunt frantically. The wily thing she was concerned about at this moment was the deeply satisfying thrust of his cock.
Each time her son rammed up her cunt, her sweatered tits swayed and bobbled, her nipples rubbing against the material, creating a greater inflammation in her pussy. The hot, wet friction of her son’s cock was about to make her come soon, and the lips of her cunt were grabbing at his prick each time he pulled back, holding it tightly, her clit knotted ever so deliciously. His cock made wet, squishy sounds in her cunt.
“Fuck me!” she screamed.
Johnny’s reply was a grunt and a thrust, so hard and deep that her head banged against the row of mail boxes, but Jennifer didn’t even know it.
“Fuck me!” she cried out again, louder, swinging her ass against him. “Fuck me, Johnny!”
Digging his fingers into his mother’s hip, Johnny yanked her exposed ass back as he plunged forward. He was biting at his bottom lip, staring down at his mother’s twisting ass. The wet heat closed about his cock was making his balls hard. He could see the crinkling tightness of his mother’s asshole as he withdrew.
Jennifer, sobbing with boiling ecstasy, lifted her head, pressing her cheek against the mail boxes, eyes tight. Her cunt was swelling, yet holding his cock very tightly. She was about to come, and the thrilling rapture filled her from head to toe.
When her cunt exploded, the lips squeezing her son’s cock, she let out a sharp, quick scream.
“Johnny!”
She rammed her ass against her son, wanting him deeper as she came, but his cock was already as deep as it could go. While her cunt convulsed, Jennifer darted one hand between her thighs. She pulled her son’s hot, hard balls out of the leg of his cutoffs, twisting and pulling on them as she came. The spasms of her pussy created another scream of ecstasy.
“I’m coming, Johnny!”
Johnny was gritting his teeth as he felt his mother’s cunt grab and hold his cock, her rippling orgasm puffing on it. The way his mother was holding his balls, tugging and twisting them, was about to make him come, too.
When the contractions of her cunt stopped, Jennifer found her son’s cock still very hard, sliding in and out of her cunt once more. She twisted her ass vigorously, still holding his balls, but not as tightly.
“Ohhhh, baby, you’re still hard!” she gasped. “Oooooh, more, Johnny! Fuck me some more! Ahhhhh, God, baby, fuck mother again!”
Gripping her hips hard, Johnny began to rock back and forth, still watching her naked ass twist and grind. Each time he ran his cock up his mother’s cunt, her head struck the row of mailboxes, but still Jennifer did not feel it.
She breathed harshly, her lips parted, eyes still closed. She could tell she was going to come again, her cunt bubbling and seeping while her clit throbbed with hardness.
“Oooooh, yes, yes!” she sobbed. “Ooooh, give it to me, Johnny! Ram mother good and hard and deep! Fuck me, baby, fuck me! Ahhhh, your cock is so hard in my cunt… fucking me! Fuck mother… fuck mother hard! Oooooh, I think I’m going to come again, Johnny!”
She lifted her head, her neck straining, clutching the mailboxes desperately to keep from falling. Her knees were bending, her legs shaking with weakness.
Johnny was leaning over her grinding ass, his hands sliding up from her hips, causing her skirt to bunch around her waist, then he was cupping his mother’s tits, his cock ramming faster and faster, and his grunts louder than ever. He was squeezing her tits hard, but it only made Jennifer squeal in ecstasy, not pain.
“Ahhhhh!” she yelled.
Her second orgasm burst in her cunt, creating an exquisite wet tightness around her son’s cock.
This time, as she came, Johnny couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Mom, I gotta — ohhh, I gotta come, Mom!”
“Yes!” Jennifer screamed, the spasms in her cunt making her voice thick and hoarse.
She felt her son press hard against her naked ass, then his cock seemed to jump deep inside her cunt.
“Ooooooh, Johnny!” she cried when she felt the hot, strong spurts of her son’s come juice splattering along the satiny tissues of her fiery cunt, filling her. “Ahhhh, yes, baby!”
Straining hard, Johnny squirted over and over into his mother’s cunt, and again Jennifer remembered how much he had come that night watching him jack off. Each searing spurt of his cock sent her cunt into stronger convulsions. She came so hard, she could hardly stand it.
When the flood of his come juice stopped, Johnny pulled his hands off his mother’s tits sliding them to her hips. He held her naked hips a moment as he slowly regained strength. Then while his cock softened, he pulled it from her pussy.
Jennifer, struggling to breathe, remained bent over, only her hands on the row of mailboxes preventing her from sliding to the floor. She was so weak she couldn’t close her legs, and she rested there with her short skirt at her waist, her ass exposed, her cunt dripping the juices of her son’s hot balls down her inner thighs.
When she felt strong enough, she stood up, turning around, still breathing hard. She pushed her hand under her skirt and cupped her cunt, feeling his juices seep from it. She giggled shyly. She suddenly felt bashful, an emotion she had not felt in years.
She used her other hand to gently fuck her son’s cock and balls back into the leg of his frayed cutoffs while he sucked in air.
The sound of the outer doors opening caused her to jump, jerking her hand from beneath her skirt. It was coated with their juices.
A man entered, glancing at them, then going to the other end of the mailboxes. Then he looked back at Jennifer again, his eyes widening. Her short skirt was folded up slightly, and the man saw her blonde pussy hairs.
Jennifer grabbed her son’s hand, and almost ran from the post office. She was giggling by the time they were in the car.
“I guess we did it, huh, Johnny?” Johnny grinned at his mother proudly, nodding his head.
Jennifer wrapped her arm about his shoulders, pulling him to her lips, kissing him hard, the tip of her tongue licking across his lips.
“Well, it looks like I got fucked,” she said, giggling shyly.
“So did I, Mom!”
CHAPTER FOUR
Strangely enough, when they got home, Jennifer felt shy with her son again.
She had not intended to have him fuck her at the post office, there in publ
ic. But it had happened, and she was not sorry about it.
Johnny showered and went off to bed, and as she got ready for bed, Jennifer found herself wondering if it had been so good because Johnny was her son, or if it was because they fucked in a public place, where anyone could have watched them. The one thing she knew far sure, her orgasms had been stronger and more satisfying than any of her life.
She was starting to climb into bed when she suddenly turned and walked out her door, naked.
Johnny’s bedroom door was closed, but a light came from underneath it.
She turned the handle and looked in.
Johnny was stretched out on his back, naked, holding one of her pictures in his hand, looking at it.
Jennifer gave her son a nervous smile, pushing his door wide open, standing there naked.
Johnny’s face was flushed, but not with embarrassment. His eyes opened wide as she looked at her, his tongue moving over his lips. Jennifer stepped into his room.
“Want to fuck mother again?” she whispered, her voice sounding anxious.
Johnny stared at his mother with gaping mouth and fiery eyes.
Jennifer stood in the doorway, her feet apart on the floor, one hand framing the blonde hair of her pussy, the other hand cupping and lifting a perfectly shaped tit, a nervous smile on her lovely face. She gazed directly at her son’s cock and balls, her pulses beating hotly.
“Oh, Mom!” Johnny moaned, gripping his cock hard.
Jennifer sat on the side of his bed, facing him. She pushed his hand off his cock and closed her own around it. When she squeezed, he gasped. Drawing her knee up on his bed, she deliberately spread her legs so he could see her cunt. She watched his face closely as she slowly pumped his hard cock.
Johnny stared at his mother’s bushy cunt, his naked body trembling from what her hand was doing.
“Touch it,” Jennifer whispered. “Touch mother there, Johnny.”
His hand closed around her knee, then moved up the inside of her satiny thigh, slowly and lightly, his eyes on his fingers now.
Jennifer shivered, remembering how good it had felt when a boy first shoved his hand under her skirt when she was in school.
Johnny stopped when his fingers touched the silky blonde hairs of her cunt. Jennifer squirmed inward and held her breath as his fingers lightly ado contact with a swollen pussylip, both of them looking down between her thighs. She clasped her son’s cock very hard.
“Inside,” she whispered throatily. “Feel inside my pussy.”
Johnny’s finger slipped into the fiery wetness. “Ohhhh, Mom!” he gasped, then began to work his finger in and out as he had seen her do before.
“Yes, Johnny!” she panted, jacking his cock fast, feeling the heat of the swollen head. “Ohhhh, yes, baby!”
Johnny gazed at her cunt, watching how slick and wet it was.
“Wait!” she panted softly, sliding her cunt away from his hand. “I want you in me, Johnny. I want this in me!”
She squeezed his cock to show what she wanted in her.
Pushing her son until he was on his back, Jennifer climbed onto the bed with him, swinging one leg across his. On her knees, she held his cock at the base with one hand, two fingers spreading her pussylips apart. She lowered her self and made a soft squeal when her cunt touched the big head of his cock. Her body shivered as she rubbed her cunt along the head of her son’s prick, then she slowly settled on it.
She held her breath and watched his face while she slipped her cunt down over the throbbing hardness of his cock. Johnny was watching between his mother’s legs, seeing the pinkness of her cunt spreading about his cock.
Jennifer settled on her son, the fiery lips of her cunt crushed against the base of his cock. Her cunt rippled, flexed about his prick, and she felt his answering throbs. Her ass came up, the satiny wetness of her cunt pulling on his prick.
“Ohhhh, Johnny!” she whimpered, cupping her tits.
She began to whip her ass up and down, stabbing her cunt on his cock with rapture. Soft wet sounds came from between them, and Johnny, his face screwing up with the sensation, gripped his mother’s sleek thighs, arching his ass, pushing up as she came down.
“Ahhhh, baby, it’s so good! Ooooo yes, so good!”
Jennifer’s eyes blazed in passion as she humped up and down, fucking her son, playing with her tits, squeezing them, pulling at her stiff, pink nipples. She cried out softly, then squealed in ecstasy as she whipped down, grinding on his cock.
“Baby, baby, I love it!”
“Oooooh, Mom!”
“Watch it, Johnny! Watch mother’s cunt fuck you!” she sobbed, digging into her tits, her nipples straining between her fingers. “Can you see mother’s hot cunt, darling? Can you see my pussy eating up your hard cock!”
“Yeah, Mom, yeah!”
Ramming down onto his cock hard, she jerked her hips back and forth with his cock buried deeply, feeling his hot, hard balls sliding into the split of her ass. She closed her knees against his sides and gyrated her ass wildly. With a cry of ecstasy, she leaned forward, her tits in his face. Holding herself up with her hands just above his head, she began to pound her cunt up and down on his cock.
Johnny greedily pulled a pink nipple into his mouth, his hands sliding up her thighs and closing about the rounded sweetness of her ass. Jennifer held her ass up, arching to his cock.
“Fuck me!” she gasped. “Fuck me, baby! Ram your cock in and out! Ooooh, fuck me hard! Johnny, please, please, fuck me!”
Johnny thrust his ass up and down, clutching his mother’s ass and plunging his cock into her cunt with wet sounds.
Jennifer whimpered her delight, shaking her ass, pushing her tit deep into his sucking mouth.
“Mom!” he shouted, puffing off her tit, straining his cock into her from below. “Ohhhh, Mom, I’m gonna let it go! Ahhh, I gotta let it go, Mom!”
Jennifer screamed, feeling her son’s cock pulsate so hotly. She plunged her cunt down hard, grinding on the base, feeling his prick throb. Her clit was smashed against the base of his cock, and her eyes began to roll about, choking sounds coming from her.
“Johnny!” she shrieked, her hips whipping about.
Her orgasm exploded around her son’s cock just as he unleashed a boiling gush of come juice into her.
Each squirt of his cock sent orgasm into stronger convulsions, until her cunt was literally sucking his cock off. The rippling waves began with the squeezing lips of her cunt, then seemed to go up inside and along the soft, exquisite walls. She could feel his cock-juice splashing into her pussy, feel the desperate grip he had on her naked ass.
Slowly, tremblingly, Jennifer came down. She slumped on top of her son, her tits in his face, her knees lax and spreading wider, his cock caught inside her cunt. His hands dropped from her ass, sliding down her thighs to fall onto the bed near her knees. They breathed hard, gasping for a long time.
When Jennifer lifted up and gazed at his face, Johnny was grinning from ear to ear, his eyes shining.
“Wanna fuck again, Mom?”
With a laugh, Jennifer hugged her son tightly, smearing his face with moist hot kisses, her tongue licking at his cheeks, his ears, his nose, chin and mouth. She sat on him, wiggling her hips, looking down at his delighted face. His cock had slipped out of her cunt, but she rubbed her cunt back and forth on its length.
“I’d love to get fucked again,” she said, turning to swing her legs off him. “But first…”
She stood up and moved to the door, where she paused and looked back at him. Johnny was watching her body, her fluid walk, her naked ass.
She grinned at him. “I’ll be right back.”
Jennifer went into the hall bathroom and washed herself. She felt very good, her flesh glowing. It had been good, very good, but, it had been better at the post office.
Returning to her son, she sat on the side of his bed and fondled his cock and balls. Johnny was not as hesitant as before, and she parted her thighs so he could feel her up
. She closed her hand about his cock and balls, feeling the heat of them.
Gazing down, she examined his cock and balls closely delighted to feel them. Her son seemed to know instinctively where to touch her cunt, what felt the best to her, and soon her pussy was bubbling wetly once more, her clit pushing outward, beginning to throb again.
With her eyes on fire, Jennifer had his cock in a tight grip, the head bulging smoothly. Her son’s cock fascinated her. She squeezed his cock hard, making the head bulge more, leaning closer and closer, as if mesmerized by the smooth head, the widening of his pisshole. A bead of fluid gleamed on his pisshole, and she ran her thumb over it, smearing the head. Her breathing increased until she was gasping softly.
Johnny, his palm cupped into her fiery cunt, was watching her, wondering what his mother was up to.
Jennifer’s face was so close to the head of his cock now that her eyes were slightly crossed. She ran her tongue over her lips, her breath hot on his cock.
Very slowly, almost hesitantly, Jennifer kissed the tip of her son’s cock.
Johnny gasped, his prick jerking with a delicious throb in her tight grip.
Still staring at his cock, her lips only an inch away, Jennifer sighed. “Johnny…”
Her tongue snaked out, touched the smooth flesh of the head of his cock, quickly, once then again.
Jennifer stopped breathing and kissed his prick once more, this time parting her lips and touching it with the tip of her tongue. What many boys in high school had tried to get her to do, she was now doing for her son, of her own free will. She felt a compulsion to kiss her son’s cock, taste it.
She placed her parted lips on the head of his cock, near his pisshole. With her tongue pushing just past her lips, she moved toward his pisshole. When she had her lips around his cockhead, she held her tongue inside her mouth. For a moment she froze, then she gave his pisshole a little suck. The juice oozing from his piss hole was slippery on her lips, and she could feel his cock become very hard and hot in her squeezing fist.
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