Disappointed, not liking being alone now, she paced the floor, naked. Her mind was going swiftly over other perverse things she and her son could do. They knew more about each other now, what each liked best. She knew Timmy enjoyed fucking her, loved it when she sucked him off, and he became excited when he pissed on her. Yet she knew hardly anything other than that about his erotic hungers.
He returned about an hour later, handing her a small package. “Your new shorts, Mom,” he said.
Donna opened the box and lifted the shorts from the package. Her eyes widened and she looked at him. “I have to wear these?”
“Put them on now,” he said.
Donna slipped the shorts on, blushing.
They fit her tightly, seeming like any pair of shorts, but with exceptions. The crotch was cut out and replaced with some see-through material. The hair of her cunt was perfectly visible. And, in back, both her ass cheeks were exposed.
“I feel silly wearing these,” she said.
“You look good in them!” Timmy said, walking around his mother, looking at her. “No bra, of course. I like to see your tits naked. But, those shorts make my cock hard.”
Donna went about the house wearing the shorts, blushing most of the time. Timmy’s eyes followed her, his cock always up and throbbing. He enjoyed watching the rippling, twisting movement of her ass through the cut-off shorts.
Once she was startled by the door bell, and crouched nakedly in hiding as her son sent a salesman away. Timmy laughed at her embarrassment.
“You have to answer the door next time, Mom,” he said.
“Not like this, Timmy!”
“Sure, why not?” He grinned wickedly at her. “Give some poor asshole a thrill.”
“Timmy, please don’t ask me to do something like that,” she whispered. “Please, not naked!”
“We’ll see,” he said, then forgot about the matter. He was looking at her long legs, at the mat of cunt hair through the transparent material of her shorts.
“You can take them off now,” he said after a moment.
Donna peeled the lewd shorts off, wiggling her ass to get out of them. They were very tight. Her wiggles sent Timmy’s cock into a throbbing hardness, his eyes bright. He had his mother stand with her legs parted, her hips arched toward him. Donna, at his say-so, pulled the hairy lips of her cunt open for him. Timmy dropped down in front of her, sitting on the floor with his lower body between her thighs. He looked up into his mother’s cunt. The hairy lips and wetness of it fascinated him, his eyes glowing.
“I’m gonna give your hairy cunt a big, juicy kiss! Mom,” he said.
Donna’s naked flesh shivered. She had wanted her son to kiss her cunt before, but was afraid to ask. He had done just about everything to her except kiss her pussy.
She stood with her feet an each side of him, her fingers holding her cunt open, looking down into his glassy eyes.
Timmy turned his face to one side, kissing just above his mother’s knee. Donna mewled when his lips touched her flesh and began to purr as he licked. Her legs trembled with excitement as his tongue climbed higher on her inner thigh. She stared hotly down at him, gasping softly, her tits lifting and falling, nipples bursting hard. She pulled at the puffy lips of her cunt, opening her pussy as far she could.
Timmy ran the tip of his tongue along the inside of one cunt lip, making his mother’s body shake. He licked her other cunt lip, then dragged his tongue across her inflamed cunt.
“Oooo good, darling!”
Timmy dipped his tongue into his mother’s cunt, tasting the slippery fuck juices.
“Oooo yes, baby!” Donna cried softly. “Yes, yes!”
Timmy thrust his tongue into his mothers cunt, feeling the soft wetness, tasting her pussy juices. Placing his lips on her fiery cunt, he kissed. Donna’s ass shook, her knees bending slightly.
“Ohhh baby, that’s so good!”
Timmy ran his hands up the backs of his mother’s thighs, feeling her creamy flesh. He cupped the tight checks of her ass, squeezing them. While his tongue darted and probed, his hands were in constant movement, feeling her thighs, her ass cheeks.
Donna released her hold on the lips of her cunt, grabbing the back of his head to hold his face tight at her pussy. She wiggled her crotch into his face, feeling his tongue fuck deeper into her juicy cunt. Her clit was ready to burst already, but she didn’t want to come so soon. She was afraid that if she came now Timmy would stop licking her, and it felt so good, she wanted it to last for a long time.
“Lick me, darling!” she cooed. “Oh, Timmy, suck mother’s cunt! I love it, baby! Fuck my pussy with your sweet tongue! Oooo, shove it deep! Tongue fuck my cunt! Eat my pussy… suck my cunt, darling! Ohhhh, fuck it, fuck it! Suck… suck the piss out of mother’s cunt, baby!”
Timmy clutched the grinding cheeks of his mother’s grinding ass tightly, pressing his mouth as hard as he could into her fiery cunt. He licked his tongue about her juicy pussy lips, darting his tongue inside, tasting the wet heat, the slippery juices. He closed his lips and sucked, drawing more juice from her pussy and into his mouth, swallowing greedily.
Donna knew his cock had to be very hard, although she could not see. She tried to look over her shoulder, but could see only as far as his knees. The desire to twist about and fall upon her son, her cunt smashing into his sucking mouth, and pulling his cock into her mouth was strong. She wanted to devour his cock while he sucked her cunt, consume his prick until his balls exploded that sweet, thick, boiling come juice down her throat. But she remained above Timmy, twisting her crotch about in a screwing motion, holding the back of his head.
“Go deep, Timmy!” she gasped. “Ohhh, stick your tongue deep! Fuck me real deep, baby! Ahhhh, suck mother’s cunt! Darling, darling… you suck so fucking good!”
Timmy clawed at his mother’s grinding ass, his eyes glassy as he stared up at her jiggling tits. The hair of her cunt almost covered his young face, his nose buried, his breathing searing her flesh.
The more he sucked, the juicier Donna’s cunt became. Her cunt was throbbing in that sweet way of approaching orgasm, but she fought the feeling. She didn’t want to come yet. She wanted her son to suck and lick and fuck his tongue into her pussy for as long as he could. She wanted to drag the feeling, that beautiful feeling, out as long as she could.
Her eyes opened and closed with increasing ecstasy. Her lips parted as she whimpered. Her creamy flesh was rippling with goose bumps. Her ass was grinding faster and faster. She knew she was going to come. It was going to be a powerful orgasm, she felt, a very powerful orgasm.
Timmy made wet sounds as his tongue slurped along the steaming slit of his mother’s cunt his tongue dipping and twirling.
“Obhh, Timmy, almost!” she cried. “I’m about to come, baby! Ohhhh, God! I’m going to come! Suck me, eat my cunt! Make me come, honey! Ohhh, please, make mother’s cunt come!”
Donna felt if she didn’t come soon, her legs would give way and she would sprawl across the floor. The sensation increased until she felt she would go mad if she didn’t come. Her cunt was throbbing, pulsing, dripping creamy fuck jukes all over her son’s face, into his mouth.
“Tongue me!” she screeched. “Tongue my fucking cunt! Oh, lick my pussy with that lovely tongue!”
A shriek erupted from her.
The orgasm burst inside her pussy and Donna thrashed her cunt brutally into her son’s face. Every inch of her naked body shuddered, her legs feeling like liquid. She held his head tightly with both hands, smashing her cunt into his sucking mouth harshly, tears of ecstasy streaming out of her eyes.
Then she felt something else.
“Oh, no!” she cried.
But it was too late.
Donna began to piss.
Timmy’s eyes opened wide as he tasted the warm piss of his mother flow into his mouth. He started to pull his face out of her crotch, but Donna was clinging to his head tightly, holding him there. The piss gushed, filling his open mouth, splashing
across her inner thighs and his face, dripping down his shoulders and chest.
Donna tried to stop pissing, but it was impossible. She sobbed, partly with delight, partly with shame. She didn’t know what her son was going to say about this, but there was nothing she could do. She kept pissing into his mouth, wondering why Timmy didn’t close his lips. Instead, she felt his tongue licking at her pussy as she pissed.
“Oh, you like, Timmy?” she groaned.
Timmy grunted, swallowing the hot piss of his mother. He had his tongue across her cunt slit, feeling and tasting her piss. His cock thrust upright in throbbing hardness, his balls tight at the base. He felt as if his cock was going to squirt, send geysers of come juice as far as the ceiling. He clung to his mother’s ass cheeks tightly, squeezing hard. His face was drenched in hot piss, his mouth filling. He tried to swallow it all, but his mother pissed so much he couldn’t keep up with it.
Donna moaned as she slowed, her piss starting to dribble now. She squirted the last few drops, and Timmy licked at the piss greedily. Donna managed to lift her cunt slightly from his face. She was blushing furiously.
“I’m sorry, Timmy. I couldn’t stop it.”
“My cock, Mom! My cock is… hurry, suck my fucking cock!”
Donna twisted swiftly and stepped from his face. His cock was intensely swollen, the piss hole smeared with wetness. Donna went to her knees as quick as she could move. She grasped her son’s cock at the base, and just as she opened her mouth to take his swollen prickhead in, Timmy gushed.
Donna moaned, catching the come juice in her mouth. She closed her lips tightly around the head of his cock, sucking hard, jacking his prick up and down a tight fist, jerking him off into her mouth, her throat burning hungrily as she swallowed.
Timmy twisted with sweet agony, grabbing a cheek of his mother’s naked ass, digging hard. He felt the tight pucker of her asshole, and thrust his finger in without thinking. Donna, swallowing with hunger, yelped about his cock as his finger plunged deep into her ass. The ring of her asshole clenched at his finger, sucking, trying to pull his finger deeper into the searing heat. Her mouth sucked hard at his spewing cock, and her asshole tried to suck on his finger. Her cunt suddenly swelled again, her clitoris exploding with intense, wild orgasms, one after the other.
She growled about his cock, taking it deep into her mouth, two fingers about the base. She smashed her lips at her fingers, the spurting head of his cock in her throat. Her other hand squeezed his balls then she slipped a finger to the crack of his ass. She rubbed the tight pucker a moment then shoved the finger up her son’s asshole. Timmy yelped, his body almost doubling up as the force of his discharge increased. Donna plunged her finger in and out of his flexing asshole, creating more come juice to spew down her greedy throat. She waggled her ass, wanting her son to fingerfuck her asshole, but he was too caught up by the intensity of his discharge to think of anything else.
Her tongue flicked wildly about his piss hole, tasting the hot sweetness of his young balls. Her cunt burned and pulsed and erupted with beautiful waves of orgasm again and again. She sucked as hard as she could, wanting her son to come into her mouth time and again.
“Oh, come more!” she wailed. “Come a lot in my hot mouth, Timmy! Ohhh, baby, I want to drink your come juice for hours and hours!”
“I can’t, Mom,” Timmy replied in a tight voice, his finger still deep inside her asshole, being squeezed by the orgasms that flowed through her. “I can’t come anymore!”
“Piss, then!” she yelled. “I want you to piss in my cocksucking mouth! Come in my mouth, piss in my mouth! I want it, baby! Oh, God, I want you to piss in my fucking mouth!”
But Timmy couldn’t piss either. Donna shook her ass, humping into his finger, her asshole clutching it. She sucked and licked at his deflating cock and hairless balls, worming her finger as deep into his asshole as she could. Then, insanely, she jerked her finger from her son’s asshole and plunged it into her mouth. She sucked and licked at it, finally pulling her ass from his hand. She grabbed at his wrist, jerking his hand to her mouth. She pulled the finger he had shoved into her ass past her teeth, sucking and licking at it. She took turns sucking each finger then pulled her finger and his into her mouth.
Timmy watched his mother sucking the fingers, grinning wickedly.
“You like that, Mom?” he asked.
“Ohhh, you make me so fucking hot, Timmy!” Donna gurgled. “I’d lick the shit out of your ass if you sked me! I’d suck your shit, be your fucking toilet! God, you make me hot, darling!”
She was sitting up, one leg straight out, the other bent with her heel, pressing at her hairy cunt. She licked her fingers, cupped her tits, her tongue swirling about a nipple. Then she ran her palm between her legs, moving her heel slightly. She rubbed at her wet cunt and lifted her smeared hand to her mouth. Her eyes twinkled with erotic pleasure as she licked the juices of her cunt. She dipped her hand down again, pushing two fingers into her cunt, and licked them off, sucking at the fuck juices.
Timmy’s eyes lit up with pleasure.
“Well,” she said, “if you can’t come anymore and won’t piss in my mouth, I’ll just eat my own cunt.” She began to shove the fingers of both hands into her pussy, taking alternate sucks. “At least my cunt juice.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Donna lay across her bed, naked. She was naked most of the time now. Timmy wanted her that way and she was eager to please her son. She opened her legs and stroked her cunt gently, thinking of the pleasures Timmy had given her. He took pleasure in forcing her into the wildest, most exciting things. He enjoyed asking her to fuck herself with her fingers so he could watch, then lick her fingers. He would become very hard when she finger fucked and sucked the juices from her hand. He took a special pleasure in watching her fingerfuck herself up the ass then suck that finger. Rubbing at her cunt, she wished he would hurry home.
Lifting her body by her shoulders and heels, she cupped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed, moaning in pleasure. She dragged a finger along the crack of her ass then parted the cheeks. She rubbed at her asshole, bringing her finger to her tongue to lick and taste. Excitement grew inside her lovely body.
She squatted in the center of her bed, fingerfucking herself in the cunt, pressing the finger of her other hand into her asshole. Across the room she watched her reflection in the mirror. She stroked into her asshole and cunt then pulled the finger out of her cunt and licked it. When she pushed that finger back into her pussy she withdrew the finger from her asshole and sucked it. Her eyes turned glassy as she experienced this self-induced pleasure.
She knew she had meant it when she told her son she would suck the shit out of his asshole. She meant everything she had told him. Most of her pleasure came from the asshole attitude of her son, his way of forcing her into these delicious erotic actions. She loved to be made ashamed of herself, to wallow in the humiliation and degradation her son forced upon her.
She fucked herself in the ass and cunt, sucking at her fingers. She was hot, boiling to come, yet orgasm eluded her. She wiggled and thrashed about the bed, digging, in a brutal way, into her fiery cunt and asshole. She tried to make herself come, tried hard. But she couldn’t.
Tears of frustration filled her eyes. She wanted her son, wanted his cock. She wanted that lovely hard-on fucking her hot pussy, fucking her hungry mouth. She wanted it up her ass. She wanted his cock!
Jumping from the bed, she paced about the house, searching for any object she could shove into her cunt, her mouth, her hole. Anything that she could pretend was her son’s cock.
She found nothing.
“Oh, Timmy, Timmy!” she sobbed, standing in the middle of the living room, naked, stroking her tits and ass and cunt feverishly. “Come home, darling! Oh, God, hurry home! Fuck me, fuck me! Timmy! Fuck mother, baby! Piss on mother! Shit on mother! Shit in my cocksucking mouth, but just come home!”
She heard the sound of the door, and, for a moment, crouched fearfully, covering her
tits and cunt as best she could. She wanted to run and hide, but it was too late.
Timmy came in, grinning when he saw his mother standing there naked, shielding herself ineffectively.
“See, didn’t I tell you?”
A boy about her son’s age stood behind Timmy, looking over her son’s shoulder with huge eyes.
“Timmy, don’t…” Donna said, knowing what her son was up to.
“Fuck you, Mom,” he said, pulling the boy in and shutting the door.
The boy stared at Donna unashamedly. His cock was already stiff inside his pants, bulging but Donna felt herself blush from head to toe.
“You still wanna fuck my mom?” Timmy asked the boy.
The boy nodded eagerly, grinning from ear to ear, staring at Donna.
“Go ahead!” Timmy said.
“Timmy, no!” Donna yelped. She turned and started to run down the hall.
“Don’t leave!” Timmy said quickly. Donna froze, darting her hands to her ass, cupping her ass cheeks as a means of hiding.
“Turn around,” Timmy said. “You gotta show Joey what he’s gonna fuck.”
Bashfully, Donna turned. She hung her head, her face burning with shame. She held her hands at her hips, balled into fists. She didn’t know what to say, but her cunt was pulsating so hot, she felt as if she would come then and there. She felt the strange boy’s eyes burning on her tits, her legs, her cunt. A shiver rippled up and down her back. She couldn’t stop the wild throbbing of her cunt, the swelling of her clit. She began to seep fuck juices, felt them on her inner thighs.
“Go on and feel her up!” Timmy said. “Mom likes to be felt up. Play with her tits, her cunt. Shit, Joey, you can shove your finger up her asshole if you wanna!”
“Timmy.” Donna’s voice was faint now. “Please, don’t.”
Timmy ignored her. He stepped out of his cutoffs, his cock standing straight up. The boy looked at Timmy, saw his hard-on then looked back at Donna. He pulled his t-shirt off then removed his pants hurriedly.
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