With a lewd giggle, Billy pressed his open lips to his mother’s tight asshole, and sucked as hard as he could.
“Oooh, baby!” Misty moaned, “ohhh, I’ve never felt anything like that before! I like it!”
Billy, with the tip of his tongue pushing at his mother’s asshole, sucked hard, making her tremble and grind against his mouth.
“Inside me!” Misty squealed. “Honey, can you push your tongue inside mother’s ass… up my asshole?”
Billy clutched the smooth asscheeks, spreading them as wide open as he could, stiffening his tongue and pressing hard at the hot pucker. His tongue slid inward, spreading the ring of his mother’s asshole. Misty let out a delighted wail, feeling his wet tongue enter an inch or so into her asshole. Then Billy began to plunge his tongue in and out, tonguefucking his mother up her ass.
“Ahhhh, God, that’s wonderful, baby! Oh, yes, fuck me in my asshole! Tongue mother in the hot ass… suck and fuck and… ooooh, this is making my cunt so fucking wet! I’m dripping, darling! Mother’s cunt is dripping hot juice!”
Billy knew that. His chin was pushed into the swollen lips of her pussy, feeling it pulsate. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, and buried his mouth in her asshole with his chin in her cunt. He stroked his tongue in and out, tasting and licking. His cock strained with hardness, his balls fiery and aching.
Misty trembled and mewled, gasping softly as his tongue penetrated deeper than she would have thought possible. Her asshole seemed to expand for his tongue, yet retain that delicious tightness. She squeezed her tits hard, crying out with sweet pain. Her cunt vibrated against her son’s chin as his tongue darted in and out of her ass. Her clit seemed harder than ever. She strained her ass high, knees parted. The sounds he made with his tongue excited her, the way he hugged her thighs tightly excited her. But the feel of his tongue up her asshole was the most exciting of all.
“Fuck it, fuck it!” she breathed hotly. “Ohhh, baby, fuck mother up the ass! Fuck my ass!” she cried with ecstasy as he dragged the flat surface of his tongue along the slit of her pussy, from her tingling, bulging clit to her asshole. Swishing his tongue round his mother’s tight, fiery asshole, Billy began to lick up and down, tasting her cunt and asshole, his lips kissing and sucking at the same time.
Billy rammed his tongue in and out, sucking hard, his lower face smeared and drenched with pussy juices. His cock jerked, his balls were tight with fullness. He wanted to lift his face and plunge his cock up his mother’s juicy cunt, fuck her wildly, but her asshole was starting to clench, pucker about his tongue, a steamy pulsation. She was crying out, shaking her ass while pushing it hard into his face.
“Now, Billy!” she sobbed.
The groan came from her throat as she came, her cunt rippling on his chin with wet spasms, her asshole gripping his tongue as it flexed. She groaned loudly as her orgasm increased, and when she thought it was starting to fade away, she began coming again.
“Oh, Billy, I’m coming again! You’re making mother come again!”
Billy plunged his tongue in and out of his mother’s asshole as she came, a series of orgasms that almost shattered her. She strained her ass hard and tight into his face, gripping her tits until the pain in them mixed with her ecstasy. As she came, it felt as if her son’s tongue penetrated even deeper into the fiery depths of her asshole.
“No!” she squealed suddenly as she felt her son pulling his tongue out of her ass. “No, Billy! Please, don’t stop! Don’t.”
But his tongue was out, and he was staring at her. Misty, with her knees pulled beneath her body, her shoulders and head on the floor, looked so erotic and vulnerable to him. Her ass was arched high, her back bowed low, juicy cunt with those soft hairs and her crinkling asshole displayed to him. Billy gripped his cock hard, and lifting to his knees, pushed the head into his mother’s cunt.
“Ahhh, yes!” Misty sobbed as she felt her son’s cock slide into her cunt. “Oooh, baby, fuck me now! Fuck mother’s hot cunt hard, baby!”
Releasing his cock, Billy rammed it deep, his hands gripping her hips, jerking her back as he thrust forward. The fleshy slap of her ass against his stomach seemed loud. Her cunt, still twitching, clung to his cock as he began to plunge back and forth, fucking into the tight, steamy wetness. His eyes burned down, glazed, but seeing her ass humping and churning with him.
He paused in his movements, but his mother wouldn’t stop. Her ass jerked back and forth, her cunt riding his cock frantically. She was gasping and crying with ecstasy, and her ass rippled from the blows against his stomach. He could see the soft lips of her cunt drag on his cock, holding the shaft tightly, then sink inward as she pushed back. It looked almost like her mouth sucking on his cock.
Misty shook her ass deliciously, feeling her son’s throbbing hardness in her pussy. She was still holding her tits, but no longer squeezing them. Her orgasms had finally stopped, yet the sensation of more tingled about her pussy. The feeling of being about to come again grew and grew, swelling like the most wonderful knot inside her stomach.
Billy pushed at her ass, holding her so she couldn’t ram back onto his cock again. The swollen head was inside her pussy, and he stared down at the crinkling of her asshole. Misty tried to shove back onto his cock, but his hands stopped her.
“Baby, darling… turn loose! I want to fuck you… come again!”
But Billy eased his cock out of his mother’s cunt.
“Don’t take it out!” she shouted.
But it was already out, glistening wetly. He held her hips as his cock lifted, sliding along the crack of her ass. When the swollen head brushed against the crinkle of her asshole, Misty’s breath caught in her throat.
“Billy…” she breathed, a soft warning. The head of his cock was touching the pucker of her asshole, and Misty knew what he was going to do. One side of her didn’t want it, but the other side, the erotic side, was screaming to get his cock up her asshole. It was crinkling now, as if puckering to kiss the head of his cock. Billy began to exert pressure, and as she felt it, Misty held her breath. The pressure against her asshole was different, somehow lewdly exciting. She tried to rein, to stop her asshole from puckering, but it kept on doing it. She had never experienced anything bigger than a finger in her asshole before. Her asshole was still almost a virgin, and her son was about to fuck it.
Billy slowly pushed his cock forward, watching her asshole.
Misty let out a soft squeal as the pressure increased.
The head of his cock felt so big, she wasn’t sure it would penetrate, but she knew it would. Her asshole stretched, widening.
The head of his cock slipped past the ring.
“Ohhhh, Billy!” she wailed.
Billy paused, watching her asshole flex just behind the head of his cock. The sensation excited him, making his young body shake. He gripped his mother’s hips and slowly pushed his cock up her ass.
Misty was not breathing again, feeling the hardness moving along the ring of her asshole. She was surprised there was no pain, only a slight burning, but a burning that felt good to her. Her asshole felt stuffed, full, and her cunt was responding with twitching ecstasy. She closed her eyes, ovaling her lips as a soft sigh cane from her now. The deeper his cock went, the better it felt. Her asshole felt so big, but it was clinging to his cock with fiery tightness. She felt his balls smash against her cunt, and knew he was as deep as he could go. With a soft squeal, she shoved one hand between her thighs to his balls. She pressed her son’s young balls hard against the slit of her cunt, trying to push them inside, but they wouldn’t enter. The lips of her pussy sucked them, his cock throbbing hotly up her ass.
“Billy…” she said softly, rubbing his balls against her cunt. “Do it… this way. Fuck me like this, darling.”
“Mom, it’s so tight,” he moaned.
“You’re the first, baby,” she replied, breathless. “You’re the first to fuck my ass.”
She squeezed the ring of her asshole around his cock, feeling
it respond with a beautiful, powerful throb.
Billy, holding her hips, began to slide his cock back and forth, watching her asshole pucker on the shaft. Misty gasped, finding the deep penetration and friction delicious. It felt much different than taking a cock into her cunt, but just as good. She wasn’t sure this would make her come, but her cunt was still burning and tingling as if she was about to come at any time.
Feeling as if his cock was about to pull from her asshole, Misty clamped the ring tightly. But Billy wasn’t taking it out. He remained still a moment, feeling her asshole grip him, then pushed back in. As his cock moved deeply, her hand rubbed his hairless balls against her juicy, dripping cunt.
“Does it hurt, Mom?” he gasped.
“Now’s a hell of a time to ask.” She jiggled. “No, it feels wonderful! It feels fantastic! Fuck my ass, darling! Ohhh, fuck it deep?”
Billy pushed and pulled his cock slowly, staring at her ass.
“Faster!” she breathed. “Fuck me faster!”
She wiggled her ass for him.
Billy gripped her hips, and rammed his cock in hard.
“Ohhh, yes!” she gurgled.
Billy began to fuck fast, hard. Her asscheeks rippled from the banging of his body. His balls rubbed along her palm and slapped against her burning cunt. The faster his cock moved, the better she loved it. The hot friction was beautiful, so different than in her cunt, but just as wonderful.
“Ohhh, my ass!” she squealed.
“Tight, Mom, so fucking tight!”
“I know! I know my ass is tight!” she wailed. “Your cock feels like a fucking pole up my ass! Ahhhh, fuck it good, baby!”
Billy thrust swiftly now, his eyes closed as he tilted his head toward the ceiling, the rapture very strong.
Misty’s eyes were closed, too. The sensations were driving her wild, and she shook her ass vigorously. She grabbed at his balls each time he lunged up her ass, trying to stuff them into her fiery cunt. She was so wet, his balls were soaked in her pussy juices.
“Ahhhhh… ooooh, so good!” she moaned.
“Hot, Mom! Hot and tight!”
“Fuck it!”
“I am fucking it! Pm gonna fuck your hot asshole raw, Mom!”
“Yes, fuck my asshole raw!”
His cock rammed and stabbed, and Misty began to sob in strange, wild sensations flooded her with ecstasy. Her clit bulged as hard as his cock, tingling and pulsating. When he pulled his cock back, she thrust all four of her fingers into her cunt, fucking herself there with frantic pleasure, his balls beating against them as he rammed into her asshole.
“Mom, I can’t hold off!”
“Don’t! Squirt, darling! Come up my fucking my ass… fill mother’s fucking asshole! Come in my hot asshole, baby!”
Billy groaned loudly as he pressed his cock deep.
Misty cried out as she felt his cock throb, the hot gush of his come juice spurting into her asshole. The rapid squirts sent her cunt into a contraction that caused her asshole to squeeze about his cock. She lifted her head off the floor, screaming wildly as her son spewed into her asshole, her cunt wild with orgasm, her fingers thrust deep inside. His balls, smashed by her fingers, writhed as he emptied them into her receptive asshole.
They came down from the orgasms slowly, his cock deflating inside the ring of her ass. Her cunt slowed and calmed down, and her fingers pulled out, only to close about his empty balls. Her ass was shivering, her asshole holding the head of his now soft cock inside.
“I’m gonna fall back, Mom,” he moaned weakly.
Misty mewled softly as his cock came out of her ass. For a moment she remained with her ass high in the air, the ring puckering and pulsating, her inner thighs gleaming with slippery pussy juices. She turned around slowly, sitting facing her son. She saw his cock and balls, so wet with her juices. Leaning into his lap, she licked at his cock and balls, tasting herself. Billy pushed his hands under her and cupped her dangling tits, sighing softly as her tongue lapped him.
Misty lifted and looked into his face, her eyes smoldering. She gently pushed him onto his back, and leaned toward his crotch. She opened her lips and closed them over his cock and balls, sucking them tenderly. She sucked her pussy juice off his balls, then licked at his cock for a long time. The taste of her asshole on it excited her. She held his cock and balls inside her mouth for a long, long time.
CHAPTER SIX
Misty relaxed on her huge beach towel, watching her son as he swam in the large public pool. There were not many people at the pool, mostly young bays and girls, with a few mothers and fathers with younger children. Misty seldom went to the pool with Billy. She couldn’t swim, and really didn’t care for water except to bathe in.
She did enjoy watching the young boys and girls, though. Some of them were beautiful, with slender yet muscular bodies. Billy, though, was the most handsome boy there. She knew he was looking at the prettier girls, his eyes taking in the shape of small tits, the tight little asses and long, satiny thighs. She, too, was getting a good share of looks. Mostly from the young fathers, but some from the teenaged boys, too.
Her bikini was designed to be looked at, especially when worn by a woman with a figure such as hers. The skimpy top barely concealed her firm tits, and the bottom was even skimpier. The very small triangle in front could be adjusted to show as much as she dared, and the back exposed the naked curves of her pretty ass. Two fragile strings held it together at her hips. It was certainly not designed for swimming.
She lay back, her head on an air pillow, hands on her stomach, her eyes shielded by dark glasses. She had her feet parted, and the puffy crotch of her bikini was showing, along with soft hairs curling around the band and at the upper end of the triangle.
She pretended to be dozing, but watched the boys, and a few girls, walk past her just to look. They all walked past her feet, not past her head. Feeling good and erotic, Misty spread her legs more, letting them all have a nice long look at the crotch of her bikini. One young father stopped and stared openly at her crotch, and she watched his hungry face from behind her dark sunglasses. She deliberately made the lips of her cunt contract, knowing he could see the movement under the thin crotch. He might have stood there forever, looking at her, except a young woman called him away.
“Mom, you’re turning all these guys on,” her son whispered.
“I know,” she whispered back. “Isn’t it fun?”
“You’re even giving me a hard-on, and I can fuck you anytime I want.”
“Does it feel good, to have a nice hard-on?”
“You know it does,” he giggled, dragging the tips of his fingers along her upper arm, then starting toward her tit.
“Don’t feel me up here,” she warned.
“I thought you wanted to be watched.”
“I do, but not around so many people.”
“Well, we better go, then,” he said.
“Don’t you want to stay and look at all this young, fresh pussy?” she teased.
“I want to fuck, that’s what I want,” he said. She turned her face toward him, and saw his cock bulging out inside his tight trunks. “Mmmmm, nice, baby. I guess we better go after all. I hope it’s me that gave that beautiful hard-on to you, and not one of these little sweet virgin cunts.”
“You know it’s you, Mom,” he said, watching her stand up.
Misty pretended to adjust her upper top, and a nipple showed for a brief moment, making her son giggle. Then she slipped a finger into the rear of the bottoms, pulling it away to show one asscheek before making her adjustments. She watched a young boy about Billy’s age staring at her. Bending from the waist, she picked up her towel and air pillow, giving the boy an exciting peek at her ass and cunt.
“You probably made that guy come in his trunks, Mom,” Billy laughed as they walked from the pool.
She giggled. “I hope so.”
Their car was parked far off near the end of the lot, and there was one other car parked close by, one space
over. As they approached their car, they saw a young boy sitting alone. As they came closer, Misty paused, pointing.
“Look at him,” she whispered.
The boy was sitting in the front seat of the car, the door open, one foot out, the other in. His swimming trunks were off, and he was jacking his cock, his fist sliding up and down. His eyes were closed, his expression showing pleasure.
The boy, sensing or hearing them, suddenly opened his eyes and saw them. With a gasp, he tried to hide his cock.
“Oh, please don’t stop,” Misty said. “Let us watch you.”
The boy was one that had been peeking at her very often. Much too young to drive, he was apparently there with his mother, and had come out to the car to jack off after gazing at Misty for so long.
The boy, hearing her, recovered his composure. He glanced at Billy, and kept holding his cock tightly, the head bulging up from his fist.
“Please, let us watch you,” Misty said softly, her voice low but encouraging.
The boy began to stroke his cock again, slowly. His lack of shame excited Misty, and she ran her palm over her son’s trunks, feeling his cock throb in them. She opened the door of their car, still watching the boy with smoldering eyes.
“You’re pretty,” the boy, said.
“You really like looking at me?” Misty asked in a teasing voice as she sat on the seat of her car, legs outside, “You were looking at me at the pool, weren’t you?”
“Yeah,” the boy said, sliding his fist up and down his cock.
“Mmmm, I like that,” she purred, and drew her son close, her hand sliding into his trunks to grip his hard-on. “Want to see me jack Billy off?”
“Ohhhh, yeah, lady!”
Billy trembled, as excited as his mother was, but for different reasons.
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