Kathy Andrews

Horny balling mother

CHAPTER ONE

Joan watched her 14 year old son watching the girl floating in the pool.

She didn't blame Ted. The girl was very pretty, with long hair and a luscious body. But Ted was still too young to be interested in girls, at least she felt he was. But looking at his expression now, she wasn't so sure.

The girl, with a honey-colored hair that fell over the air float and dangled in the water, was the prettiest in the apartment complex. Her skin was a creamy, golden color, her body slender but with some very beautiful hollows and hills and curves. Her bikini was almost nonexistent. The bottom was a simple, tiny patch of bright red and the top hardly a band a cloth that covered her flawlessly shaped tits.

Joan enjoyed looking at the girl, too. Joan had never denied the beauty of the female form as some women would. She had always enjoyed looking at pretty girls as much as any man.

The only thing she knew about the girl was her name, Fawn. It was a pretty name for a very pretty girl. Fawn looked to be perhaps eighteen, nineteen at the most. Apparently she was independent in money matters. She was never seen going or coming from work.

Joan's apartment was on the second floor, with a tiny balcony overlooking the pool and patio area. She sat out there on the balcony now looking down at Fawn and her son. Ted was in a lounge chair, pretending to doze, but his interest in the girl was obvious. It was the middle of the day, and all the tenants were at work except for Joan, her son, and Fawn.

It wasn't long before Joan noticed the front of her son's bathing trunks bulging. She frowned momentarily as she realized her son had a hard-on. But her frown changed to amusement when she noticed that Fawn was, evidently, teasing and tantalizing Ted with her lovely body.

Joan didn't mind a little flirting. She enjoyed flirting herself. The girl on the raft seemed to know just what to do with Ted, working on his tender young emotions to arouse him to the point of that hard-on. Fawn was on her back as she floated lazily in the sparkling water, her legs parted.

It was exciting to watch Fawn tease her son. Watching them, Joan found that she, too, was being turned on. She wasn't sure it was because of her son's cock or the sweetness of Fawn's body, and didn't really care. A ripple of heat flowed through Joan's body and she found herself becoming wet between her thighs, her nipples straining.

The ringing of the telephone irritated Joan, especially when it turned out to be a wrong number. Sighing, she stepped back onto the patio and looked down.

Fawn's tits were naked!

The girl had taken her bikini top off, and it now floated on the surface of the water. Her firm tits rose up into twin points, with fantastic pink nipples. Joan noticed Ted was no longer trying to sneak peeks at Fawn, but was gazing at her openly, his mouth open with fascination. Joan had evidently missed something important when the phone rang.

Fawn was not in the least bashful about letting Ted see her lovely titties. Joan saw the girl was watching Ted, a smile playing about her moist lips. Either Ted was so awed by what he was looking at, or his mind had suddenly become numb – he sat there with his cock straining at his trunks, making no effort to conceal it. Joan's reaction to this was a deep burning sensation between her thighs, and she was acutely aware that her clitoris had become intensely swollen inside her panties.

Fawn was circling her fingertips beneath her tits, drawing them up the swollen curves and around her rigid nipples. Joan gasped, knowing Fawn was going out of her way to tease Ted, being bold and blatant and wanton. She felt a moment of hatred for Fawn. She shouldn't tease a boy Ted's age! A man would be different, Joan felt, but to a boy of Ted's age, something like this could be extremely traumatic.

Surely Fawn would not tease a boy that way unless she was willing to fuck them. Fawn didn't look like a prick-teaser at all. Joan wondered if her son would be eager to fuck the girl, or if it would embarrass him. From the expression on his good-looking face, Joan didn't think it would. She grinned to herself, thinking Ted would be like a raging bull if he could get his hands on Fawn's lovely tits. His cock seemed ready to burst the seams of his trunks and Joan gazed at the outline of her son's prick. But she was too far away to really see it.

Why do I want to see his cock? she asked herself, unable to make her eyes move from it.

A hand movement from Fawn brought Joan's eyes to the pretty girl. Fawn was looking at Ted, too, her eyes steamy even from this distance. Joan watched Fawn drawn a pattern along her flat stomach, just above the top of her bikini bottom, then down along the crotch and briefly caress the inside of one thigh.

Joan found she was being turned on as much as her son by this wanton display of open sensuality. She could not resist touching one of her own titties, molding her palm around it and squeezing gently. The pressure on her tit sent waves of steamy desire down her body, causing her cunt to twitch. The crotch of her panties were wet, almost soaked, with the seeping fluids of her excited cunt.

Joan's eyes began to blaze with passion, watching Fawn now more than her son. Fawn was tracing her finger about the crotch of her bikini, openly stroking her pussy as Ted gawked with desire. Fawn pulled her finger along the bulge of her cunt, right where the slit would be, and Joan heard her son grunt. Ted was almost sitting up, braced on one elbow. His tongue was hanging out of his mouth as he drooled over the lovely girl fondling herself.

Fawn slowly shoved her fingers under the top of her bikini bottom and Joan watched. It was obvious to her that Fawn was playing with the hair of her cunt.

On an impulse, Joan looked around. There was no one else at home in the small apartment complex, she knew, still she darted her eyes from balcony to balcony, then back to the pool. Ted was too absorbed in watching Fawn, and the girl was much too busy to look up at Joan. Lifting her skirt to her waist, Joan ran her palm between her legs and rubbed at her cunt, feeling deliciously wicked and exposed. If either or both of them at the pool looked up, they would have seen Joan's long, slender thighs and the crotch of her panties, seen her rubbing her cunt. But they didn't look up.

Again Joan heard her son grunt. It came out more as a moan of torment than anything else. Immediately after the grunt, the sound of Fawn's tinkling giggles drifted up to Joan. It took a moment or so for Joan to realize what had happened.

Ted had come off in his trunks!

She saw the wet spot at the tip of his cock inside the trunks. Her son had come off watching Fawn tease him.

"Was it a good one, Ted?" Joan heard Fawn ask. "Did you come nice and hard?"

Joan saw her son nod his head.

"I told you I'd show my titties to you one day, remember?" Fawn said to Ted. "Now do you believe me?"

Ted nodded his head vigorously as Fawn retrieved her floating top and put it back on.

"I came too, you know," Fawn said as she tied the halter over her shapely young titties. "I usually come, too."

This had been going on a while, Joan realized. She had paid no attention, and here this pretty young girl was playing around with her son, making him come off inside his trunks. But it was so open! Right there at the pool with the sun burning down on them. Of course there was no one home to see – except Joan. Still, someone might.

Joan felt admiration for Fawn, admiring her boldness and wanton behavior. Fawn was doing things that Joan had only fantasized about. Somehow Joan felt very close to Fawn. She hardly knew the girl, but felt as if they were very close, almost like sisters.

Joan had forgotten her dress was at her waist and her hand was between her thighs. Quickly, she shoved her skirt back down and smoothed it over her hips. She watched Fawn paddle to the edge of the pool and climb out. The back of her tiny bikini had snuck into the crack of her ass, and the white, creamy ass flesh was an erotic contrast to the golden color of her thighs. Fawn wiggled her ass at Ted before she pulled the bikini out of the crack of her ass and blew him a kiss.

"We'll do it again later, honey," she said, picking up her towel and stepped into her own apartment on the bottom floor.

Joan watched her son stand up, his cock looking as if it were still very hard. She watched him gaze in the direction where Fawn disappeared, rubbing the front of his trunks. Then he started for the stairs to come up for a late lunch.

As Ted ate a sandwich and drank a glass of milk, Joan found herself looking at her son in a different way. Ted was quite young, but apparently not so young as to not notice a pretty girl like Fawn. Nor was he too young to get a hard-on and come off in his pants. Joan still felt excitement rumbling through her body as she looked at him, visualizing his cock gushing creamy come juice. The scene in her mind created a beautiful storm between her thighs, and she was surprised to find that she almost came.

After his late lunch, Ted mumbled something about changing out of his trunks. She watched him go down the short hall to his room, her eyes on the tightness of his young ass and strong thighs.

When he didn't return to the living room after about ten minutes, Joan followed him. He wasn't in his room, but his trunks were on the floor. She picked them up, turning them inside out and looking at his still wet come juice. Taking them to the bathroom to place them in the hamper, she shoved the door open and stepped in – stopping suddenly.

Ted was sitting on the toilet, his legs spread and his cock hard. He was, or had been, jerking off frantically. The boy gave a yelp of surprise when his mother entered and saw what he was doing. He tried to stuff his hard cock down between his legs, but it jerked upright again. He tried once more, and the same thing happened.

Joan laughed, a low, throaty sound. "I guess you can't hide it, can you?" she said.

"Aw, Mom," Ted blushed.

"A hard-on isn't anything to be ashamed of, Ted," Joan said, surprising herself with her choice of words. "Nor should you be ashamed of playing with it."

Ted lowered his eyes, but his cock kept standing up straight and hard. He closed his thighs, but it didn't help at all. His balls squeezed up from them.

Joan stared at her son's cock and balls, an itch tormenting the palms of her hands. "I know how good it can feel," she went on, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I understand the feeling very well, honey. I know you can't leave it alone when you get hard like this. I know you have to touch it, play with it."

As she whispered, her eyes burning on his cock, she was moving farther into the bathroom, getting closer and closer to her son. His trunks had dropped from her hand, forgotten. She was a foot away from him now, her knees shaking as she stared down at his cock. The head was swollen smoothly, and he was dripping from his piss-hole, the shaft visibly throbbing.

She hardly realized it when she began to sink to the floor, bending her knees, squatting at her son's side, her hand resting on one of his hot knees. She licked her lips as she stared at his cock and balls, seeing the wiry hair at the base.

"I know the feelings a boy gets sometimes," she murmured with a thickening voice, her hand moving slowly up his trembling thigh. "It's difficult to ignore, honey. Girls get that way, too. There's nothing at all to be ashamed of."

The tip of her fingers barely touched his balls and she heard Ted gasp and lifted her eyes to his. Ted was looking at her now, his eyes unfocused but very, very hot. She felt his balls writhe against her fingertips, and she lightly brushed at them. Just as he had been fascinated with Fawn's beautiful titties, Joan now seemed fascinated with his cock and balls.

Joan's fingers trailed past his balls and moved agonizingly slowly up the underside of his throbbing cock. She was breathing hard as she watched her hand, her gasps matching the pants of her son. She felt the heat of his cock against the tips of her fingers and, reaching the swollen head, she swirled one around the smooth head and finally over the wetness of his piss-hole. Ted was shaking, making strangling sounds in his throat as he watched, disbelievingly, as his mother caressed and stroked his hard cock.

Joan squatted at his side, her knees showing as her skirt slipped back. A few inches of her thighs could be seen, and Ted snuck peeks at them. Joan very lightly enclosed her son's cock with her fist, moving it up and down slowly, feeling the hardness, the heat, the powerful throbbing of it. Her cunt was on fire again, and she could feel the wetness in the crotch of her panties.

Tightening her fist, she started jerking her hand up and down, twisting it. She squeezed her son's cock, feeling it swell and burn against her hand. Joan began to whimper softly as she stroked Ted's cock, little squeals coming from her. Gripping Ted's cock tightly now, she pumped in short, jerky thrusts, watching his cock drip more and more. She licked her lips as excitement burned through her body. The pulsations of his cock seemed to be increasing significantly as she jerked up and down, but she was so fascinated to be holding his cock she paid no attention to it.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, Ted came.

"Ohhh!" Joan cried out, watching his come juice boil from the piss-hole rapidly, spurt after spurt. She jacked furiously now, moaning as come juice began to smear on his lower stomach and upper thighs. "Oh, my God! Look at it, Ted! God, you're coming so much, honey!"

Running her fist up and down his spewing cock fast and hard, Joan gave a low squeal as her cunt went into fiery convulsions of orgasm.

She beat on his prick until he finished cumming. Then, without another word, she stood up and moistened a cloth. She wiped his stomach and thighs, then his cock, and last her own hand. Tossing the cloth into the bathroom sink, she left her son sitting on the toilet, a very surprised and delighted boy.

CHAPTER TWO

Joan was not bashful about jacking her son's cock off. On the contrary, it not only excited her to the point of orgasm, but it made her seriously consider fucking him.

They had moved into this apartment complex two months ago, finding it the best of any they inspected. It was small – only ten or twelve units, built in a square around a nice pool and patio with built-in barbecue with two tables. Ted was the only young one there, all the rest being adults. Most, as far as Joan knew, were single men and women, all of them working during the day.

Being without boys and girls his own age did not bother Ted. He had always been a loner. He didn't even seem to miss his father, and Joan sometimes wondered if he would miss her if she were suddenly gone from his life. He never seemed to have much interest in things. He was a good student, but thought sports were stupid. He preferred his books to chasing balls or trying to hit one with a piece of wood. His intelligence was far above average, and he had dreams of becoming an astronomer some day. He had a powerful telescope set up in his room that he studied the heavens with, and his bookshelf was filled with material on the subject.

Joan had been a widow for over five years before they moved into this apartment. Before that they'd lived in a house on the other side of town. But the place was much too large for just the two of them so she sold it at a good profit and they located this apartment. There was a shopping center near-by, and Ted walked to the movies when he wanted. He shopped for his mother when they needed something she had forgotten, and his generous allowance was spent on lenses and books about the stars and planets.

Ted was at the movies this night, and Joan was alone in the apartment. She was pleased that her son acted no differently toward her since she had jacked him off earlier in the day. In fact, once he got over his surprise, he seemed to act as if it were something his mother did for him on a daily basis. She was delighted that he showed no feelings of shame, or treated her as if she was something to be ashamed of.

She went into his room, suddenly eager to use his telescope to look at the stars. He actually had two of them set up. The larger, more powerful one, and a small one next to it. Both, she noticed, were not aimed into the sky now but downward. Curiously, she peeked into the larger telescope.

It had been adjusted to peer into a window directly across from their apartment. All she saw was a closed curtain with shadows moving behind it. But it had been set in place for some reason, Joan knew. Turning to the smaller one, she peered into it and found herself looking directly into Fawn's living room!

A shiver went through Joan as she saw Fawn sitting on the couch, apparently reading. The girl was in her robe, with her long legs propped up. One lovely tit was exposed, as were her thighs. Ted had shown his mother how to adjust the focus and pull in a bright, detailed image so as she peered into the eye piece, Joan turned the focus knob and found she could see Fawn's tit perfectly. With her pulse racing and her own tits swelling, Joan moved the telescope slightly, focusing it upon Fawn's thighs. The image seemed close enough for her to reach out and touch!

Fawn moved a hand along her thigh, sliding her robe away from her body as Joan watched. Joan noticed she could almost count the pores on that creamy, exciting flesh. As the robe parted, Joan began to moan softly. She was looking directly at the honey-colored curls of Fawn's cunt. Each strand seemed to leap out at her. She began to breathe heavily when Fawn drew her hand up her thigh and toyed with the lip of her cunt. There was something intensely erotic about watching Fawn without the girl realizing she was being seen.

As her cunt started twitching, Joan watched as Fawn parted the pink lips of her cunt and exposed her tiny, but obviously swollen clitoris. Fawn stroked it slowly, spreading her legs widely, her book forgotten now. Joan's eyes were straining with eager pleasure as Fawn slowly dipped a finger into her cunt and moved it back and forth, her rounded hips writhing in self-induced pleasure. The image of Fawn was so sharp and seemed so close, Joan was sure she could hear the soft moans of ecstasy Fawn must surely be making. She could see that wet finger glistening as it went in and out of her pink, hair-rimmed cunt, and could almost hear the moist sounds of it.

As often as Joan had used her own fingers on her pussy, she had not once thought it would be exciting to watch another girl finger-fuck herself. But as she watched, her own cunt was having fits between her thighs, boiling with wet heat. This was the girl who had only this afternoon wantonly teased her son into discharging inside his bathing trunks, and now she was finger-fucking herself with the drapes open. Remembering the things she had heard at the pool, Joan wondered if Fawn was aware that Ted had his telescope trained on her window, and that she finger-fucked herself as another means of teasing him at night.

She watched Fawn with pleasure, seeing the rounded hips arch up as the girl apparently came. Fawn pulled her finger from her cunt and Joan watched in amazement as the girl licked it, running her tongue about the wetness and finally plunging the finger in and out of her mouth rapidly.

When Fawn finally turned out her lights and went to bed, Joan turned her attention back to the larger telescope. This time she saw that she had missed the opening in the curtains across the way. Through a two-inch slit she could see the bed there, and she gasped loudly. On the bed was a woman she knew who lived on the bottom floor, spread out with her hairy cunt revealed. Then she saw a man move between the woman's thighs, his cock hard and his hairy balls swinging. Joan's pussy throbbed as she saw the woman grasp the man's cock and stuffed it into her cunt. The man's cock slipped all the way into that hairy cunt, and the woman's legs wrapped around his waist. Joan watched his balls bounce up and down as the couple started fucking vigorously.

Joan shoved her hand under her skirt and inside her panties, finding her cunt wet and hot to the touch. She rubbed at the puffy lips of her cunt as she watched the man and woman fuck. She could almost feel the man's cock thrusting into her own cunt as she rammed two fingers into herself.

With her hand flying under her skirt, Joan panted with steaming excitement, watching the man and woman fucking so eagerly, wishing she was there on her back with his cock plunging so powerfully into her pussy, probing and stretching and filling her. His balls bounced about, banging against the woman's lifted ass, and then a hand came down and around and started twisting and squeezing his balls. Joan was so excited she could almost feel his balls in her own hand. The woman's face could just be seen past the man's shoulder, and Joan was certain the woman was screaming out her ecstasy. At least her mouth was open and her eyes were wide and glazed.

Joan spread her feet on the floor and half bent her knees as she fucked herself frantically. Her panties were causing her some troubles, but she was so excited she didn't want to take the time to remove them. If she did she might miss the finish of the man and woman across the way.

She was disappointed when she saw the man's naked ass slam hard between the woman's legs and his body go stiff. He was coming, and it was over much too fast for Joan. She kept watching them as they relaxed, and then the man lifted from between the woman's legs. The woman stayed on the bed, her legs wide, and Joan watched her hairy cunt drip with the come juice, her hand moving about the thick curls of her pussy.

Still excited, Joan turned from the telescope, her hand still inside her panties. She pulled the drapes and turned on the light, looking about her son's bedroom. She seldom had reason to enter it. Ted always made his own bed and kept his room neat and clean. Now she looked around. Near the telescopes she saw where her son sat as he jacked off while he watched either Fawn or the couple. The fact that her son was peeking into windows at night did not disturb Joan. She, too, had found how exciting it could be. She wasn't sure she wanted anyone to peek in at her, but it was fun to watch others in secret.

Turning off the light, she went back to the living room, and just in time because Ted came in as soon as she sat down.

"Enjoy the movie, honey?" she asked him.

"It was okay," he said, flopping down on the couch and slumping forward, his legs apart. Joan found her eyes moving to the front of his pants, wishing his cock was hard. "It wasn't as good as I thought it would be. Hey, it's a good night to study the stars."

He jumped up instantly and went to his room. Joan knew he would be disappointed. Fawn and the couple across the way were all through for the night.

"Mom, have you been in my room?"

She looked up. "I was there, honey," she said. "I thought it might need some straightening up. Do you always leave your curtains open?"

She looked directly into his eyes, letting him know she had discovered he was looking at more than stars. Ted gazed back at his mother unflinchingly.

"Some stars you see," she said in a low voice.

"You saw?" he asked.

Joan nodded her head. "I saw Fawn and I saw the couple across the way," she admitted. "How long have you been peeking on them, Ted?"

"Long enough," he said boldly.

After a moment, Joan smiled at her son. "Kind of exciting, isn't it?"

A grin spread over his face. "Did it excite you, Mom? I mean, watching them do those things?"

"Very much," she replied, her eyes moving down his body to the front of his pants, noticing he was swelling up there. "I sort of, you know, enjoyed it."

"Want to see someone else?" Ted asked.

"You mean there's more?" Joan asked, getting to her feet. "In this complex?"

"No, over at that tall building," he said. "It's an office building."

"At night?"

"Come on and I'll show you," he said excitedly. Before he turned, Joan saw that his cock was bulging out hard now.

She walked into his room, seeing he had left the lights off but had pulled his curtains open again. She watched him work with the powerful telescope, getting it adjusted on the tall office building a block or so away.

"There. Take a look, Mom."

Peering into it, Joan saw a man, apparently a janitor, his cock out of his pants, one hand jerking on it as he dusted about desks. Soon, the man stood behind the desk with his cock over it, and she saw him come off, spurting come juice onto the polished desk top.

She laughed. "That's one way of getting back at the boss, I guess."

"He does that every night about this time," Ted said, standing close to his mother.

She could almost feel the heat coming from her son's body and it made her shiver. She stepped aside as he made another adjustment with the telescope, and then she saw he had aimed it farther away from the office building. It was a very powerful telescope, and she found herself peering into some bedroom window. A young boy and girl were there, both naked and feeling about each other. She watched until the girl was spread across the bed, her legs wide. When the boy started to shove his cock into her cunt, Joan let her son look.

Ted was breathing hard and hotly as he looked at the boy and girl fucking. Joan, at his side, was shaking. She moved her hand to the front of his pants, brushing it over his throbbing hard cock. She felt her son's body jerk, but he made no move to turn away or push her hand from him. She placed her palm against his hard-on, moving it slowly in circles as he watched the young couple fuck a few blocks away.

Feeling intensely aroused, Joan stepped behind her son, pressing her body against his back, her hands wrapped about him, one at his chest and the other cupping his cock. "If I did it once for you, I could do it again, baby," she whispered into his ear.

"Uhh, yeah," Ted replied, moving his hips into his mother's caressing hand.

Joan ran her tongue about her son's ear as she began to open his pants. She slipped her hand inside and felt his cock hot and hard. Bringing it out, she closed her fist around it and began to stroke back and forth, pressing her pussy against his ass cheeks.

"Do you like this, Ted?" she murmured huskily at his ear. "Do you like my hand on you this way?"

"Yeah, Mom!" he grunted.

She cupped her hand about the swollen head of his cock, feeling the wetness smear her palm. She twisted her hand, feeling the hot, smooth, wetness of him. Her cunt was bubbling with a heat that threatened to scald the hair-lined lips. She worked on his belt, opening it, then shoved his pants downward, his shorts with them. Cupping his balls in one hand, she jacked his prick with the other, but even this wasn't enough for her. She lifted her dress and pressed her pantied cunt upon his naked ass, feeling her thighs on his. Ted's young body shook with pleasure as her hand moved back and forth.

"They're finished," he said in a choking voice.

"I'm not," she whispered at his ear, darting her tongue into it. "I'm not finished yet, darling."

She turned him, moving her son toward his bed. He sat down and she dropped to her knees before him. Spreading his legs, she grasped his cock once more, and as Ted lay back, Joan leaned down and kissed one thigh. She jerked and pumped on his cock, sucking at his flesh, her tongue swirling about the sensitive inner surface of her son's leg. Her husband had enjoyed this very much, and she knew her son would, too.

Squeezing his cock as she pumped it, Joan breathed hotly as her tongue moved upward, licking and tasting his young, firm thigh flesh. She wasn't sure just how far she would go but at the moment she was prepared to go all the way with her tongue.

"What… what are you gonna do, Mom?" Ted asked in a voice that sounded strangled.

"Hush," she whispered. "Just enjoy it, honey."

She jerked on his prick as her tongue moved from thigh to thigh, now halfway up them. Her cunt was fiery and wet as she licked and sucked at the flesh of his legs, her hand moving up and down his beautifully hard cock. Although it was dark in the room, with only enough light to make out indistinct details, Joan could see her son's balls a few inches from her face. She gave a whimpering sound and stroked her tongue about his balls, causing her son to jerk with unexpected pleasure. The sounds of his panting breath excited her, letting her know she was providing a great deal of ecstasy for him.

Swirling her tongue hotly, she flicked the tip against his balls, running it around them as she jerked her fist on his prick. She was pleased to find her son's balls tasted so good! She started licking them, her tongue going up and down, moving them about her lips. Ted was opening and closing his legs about her, arching his cock up and then dropping his ass. Joan shoved her hand under him and cupped a young, firm ass cheek, squeezing it as she pumped and licked at his preciously sweet balls. She knew, by the hard throbbing of his cock and the way his balls writhed against her tongue, she would have him coming off quicker than she wanted.

Yet she wasn't sure how far she should go. It might be better to go slow, or it might be better to go fast. The desire to gulp his young cock into her mouth and suck him frantically was strong, and she fought against the urge.

To have his sweet, hard cock throbbing between her lips would be so good, she thought. His cock, so young and hard, would taste heavenly inside her mouth, and she was sure his come juice would be delicious as it flowed across her tongue and down her burning throat.

With a soft groan of delight, Joan swirled her tongue about his balls eagerly, finally taking them into her mouth, sucking hotly as her fist jerked faster on his cock. The way his balls felt in her mouth sent a fiery ecstasy down to her cunt, and Joan began cumming. The waves of steaming orgasm shot through her one after the other, a series of orgasms like she had seldom experienced. She whimpered as she mouthed his balls, her fist flying up and down his prick.

Ted was lifting his ass up from the bed, grunting. Joan dug her fingers into his naked little ass hard, sucking his balls hungrily. She jerked frantically, mentally urging her son to come, to gush his creamy come juice before she gave in to the burning desire to close her lips about his cockhead and let him come off into her mouth.

She felt his cock spurt, and the creamy heat of his come juice coated her jerking fist. She pulled his balls, making him come with her fist, soft sounds of delight coming from deep in her throat.

"Come, baby!" she moaned. "Oh, God… come! Come hard… come all over the place!"

"I am, Mom!" Ted groaned, his ass jerking wildly.

She pumped on his cock until it began going soft and small in her fist. Then she pulled her hand away and wiped it on his bedspread. She found tissues on his night table and cleaned his cock, balls, thighs, and stomach, wishing now she had taken his jizz into her mouth.

She stood for a moment looking down at him in the darkness, barely seeing him. The crotch of her panties was very wet, and giving in to a sudden impulse, she lifted her skirt and stripped her panties off. Holding them in her hand, she moved to the door. She flicked the light switch, turning the room into brightness. She saw her son grinning at her, his cock and balls sweetly exposed to her.

"That's better than just watching, Mom," he said.

"I know," Joan grinned back at him. Then she tossed her cunt-wet panties at him. They landed on his face, and Ted giggled as he drew them down to his neck. "Now, here's something you can dream on, darling." She turned her back to him, and gave her skirt a saucy flip, showing her naked ass to her son briefly. "Nice, huh?" she teased.

"I didn't see much, Mom," he said.

"Well, take a good look, baby," she replied in a throaty voice, lifting her skirt again and holding it up this time. She patted her naked ass as she arched it saucily at him. "Isn't it a nice ass?"

CHAPTER THREE

Three days had gone by, and twice a day Joan had jerked her son off, usually with his balls in her mouth. Ted, of course, was having the time of his life.

He still sat near the pool when Fawn was there, and Joan had not told him what she had seen. She enjoyed watching her son and the pretty girl without them knowing it. At night, she and her son would peek into Fawn's room and watch the pretty girl caress herself, finger-fuck to orgasm, then lick her finger. The couple across the way apparently didn't fuck every night, but Joan and Ted saw the janitor jacking off on the polished desk.

After watching with the telescopes, Joan would always leave her son with her cunt-wet panties on his face, flip her skirt upwards and wiggle her naked ass saucily, sometimes pat it in a teasing way.

As yet she had showed him nothing but her ass, but the desire to allow him to look at her body was becoming stronger. She wondered if he would be pleased with her, if he would find her titties as pretty as Fawn's, her cunt as exciting. Not that she was jealous, just that she wanted to excite her son as much as the lovely little creature did.

During the passing few days, Joan found herself drawn to Fawn almost as strongly as her son seemed to be. The girl was certainly a beautiful one, and her legs were very exciting to look at. When Fawn climbed from the air float, the bottom of her bikini was always pulled into the crack of her ass, the creamy whiteness flashing. Joan understood Fawn considered her ass to be quite lovely, and in truth it was. It was a caressable ass, tight, and very shapely. Joan wondered what it would be like to feel Fawn's ass, to play with her tits and maybe, just maybe, fondle her hot, sugary cunt.

Such thoughts excited Joan tremendously, and she knew her son was desperate to caress the older girl, too. It was in his eyes every time he looked at her, in the way his cock became so hard as he watched her, especially through the telescope at night.

A few days later, shortly after noon, Joan met Fawn at the entrance of the apartment building. She had just come home from the nearby shopping center as Fawn strolled up from the opposite direction. Fawn was dressed in a short tennis skirt with a matching blouse. Her golden thighs flashed prettily in the sun, drawing Joan's eyes.

"Hello," Joan said, smiling friendly.

"Why, Joan!" Fawn said, as if she had not seen the woman in years. "Here, let me help you with those bags."

Joan gave one of her bags up and followed the girl up the stairs toward her apartment. The gentle sway of Fawn's tight, shapely ass cheeks drew her eyes, along with those creamy thighs. Halfway up the stairs, Joan could see Fawn's panties under the tennis skirt. Already those panties had crept into the crack of Fawn's ass, and the half moons of her white ass cheeks beckoned erotically to Joan's eyes. Feeling childish, Joan stooped lower to peer under the short skirt, feeling her tits swell and a hot throb start between her legs as she looked at that sweet, sweet ass.

Inside the apartment, Joan tried to keep Fawn there for a while. "Have you been playing tennis?" she asked.

"Oh, no," Fawn replied. "I don't play tennis. I just think the skirts are pretty, so I wear them every chance I get."

"Coffee?" Joan asked, hoping.

"That would be nice," Fawn smiled at the older woman.

Fawn leaned against the sink in the kitchen, crossing her feet. There was something appealing about this casual position that caused Joan to shiver with desire as she turned the automatic coffee maker on.

"Ted isn't home?" Fawn asked.

"I hardly ever know where he is," Joan said. "He's getting to be such a big boy, he thinks he doesn't have to tell his mother where he's going."

"I think Ted is sweet," Fawn murmured. "He's a very handsome boy."

"Yes, he is," Joan answered, looking at the thrust of Fawn's pretty tits, her eyes becoming hot.

Fawn continued to lean on the sink, her eyes studying Joan's face, reading her expression and understanding what was going on inside the older woman's mind. She slowly uncrossed her feet and stood upright, her shoulders thrown back to make her tits strain forward.

"You don't wear a bra," Joan said, not asking. She could see the twin nipples pressing against the blouse, and her eyes burned upon them.

"I don't like them," Fawn said, and Joan realized the girl's voice and dropped and become throaty.

When Joan lifted her eyes, she found Fawn gazing at her intently. Joan trembled as her cunt twitched. Fawn lifted her arms to Joan, a small smile on her moist, full mouth. For just a second Joan resisted, then she moved closer to Fawn and her arms went about the girl. They hugged each other tightly for a long, breathless moment, feeling their tits smashing together. Then, without Joan knowing when it happened, her lips were on those of Fawn, kissing hotly. She felt Fawn's lips open underneath hers, and the tip of the girl's moist tongue began playing with her tongue.

They kissed hotly, lips writhing, arms wrapped tightly around each other. Joan felt Fawn's tits moving against hers, felt those nipples hard and firm. Fawn began to suck on Joan's tongue, pulling it deeply into her hot, wet mouth with a soft moan. Joan responded with an erotic gurgle of pleasure, her hands moving down Fawn's back. She cupped the sweet tightness of Fawn's ass and whimpered with pleasure when Fawn pressed her lower stomach hard against her. Somehow Fawn had worked her thigh between Joan's legs, and Joan felt the heat of Fawn's crotch. Fawn grabbed Joan's ass in her hands, and while they squeezed each other's ass cheeks, they moaned and sobbed as ecstasy swelled within their bodies.

Fawn lifted Joan's skirt and the contact of the girl's hot, smooth thighs straddling her naked leg sent a hot ripple through Joan. She felt the moist heat coming through Fawn's panties and searing her thigh. Joan pressed her leg hard into Fawn's cunt as the girl rubbed her cunt there. Joan squeezed the tight cheeks of the girl's squirming ass, feeling Fawn dig her fingers into her ass. The women looked at each other, gazing into hot eyes as Fawn rubbed her pantied cunt against Joan's thigh. Fawn's eyes glazed over and a soft sigh came from her mouth. Joan felt the hot throbbing on her leg and knew the girl had come.

Their lips met softly, briefly, in a short kiss. Joan took Fawn's hand and led her to the bedroom. With a teasing smile, Fawn opened her blouse and shrugged it from her shoulders. Joan mewled as she gazed upon the shapely beauty of Fawn's flawless titties. The nipples stood up, pink and swollen, and the white band of her tits contrasted with the golden color of her flesh. Fawn cupped her tits and, lowering her eyes in pretended shyness, offered them to Joan.

"So lovely," Joan whispered, taking both titties in her palms and caressing them gently, her fingers squeezing just hard enough to bring gurgles of delight from Fawn.

"Kiss them, Joan," Fawn pleaded with a husky voice. "Kiss my tits… suck on my tits."

The women were about the same height, and Joan lowered her face, wrapping her eager lips about one nipple, drawing it deeply into her hungry mouth, sucking hard, her tongue swirling and licking. She felt Fawn's hands cupping her tits through her light-weight summer sweater, caressing and fondling them. She sucked in a wet, greedy way on the succulent nipples, her hand on the other, scooting her right hand around to knead and fondle Fawn's lovely ass. She shoved her hand under the short skirt and felt the heat of her flesh. She ran her finger about the nylon panties, then pressed her fingers under it to feel the naked smoothness of Fawn's ass. She sucked hungrily, moaning softly, going from tit to tit, and Fawn finally had her sweater up, unhooked her bra, and was playing with Joan's naked tits, sobbing in pleasure.

"Let me," Fawn whispered throatily. "Joan, let me suck your titties!"

Reluctantly, Joan lifted her face, and allowed Fawn to remove her sweater and open bra. Fawn gazed with delight upon Joan's tits, thumbing her sensitive nipples into even larger hardness.

"You have beautiful tits, Joan," Fawn murmured, licking her lips. "I love those big, long nipples."

As Fawn dipped her head and swirled her tongue about one nipple, finally sucking it very deeply into her mouth, Joan's cunt rippled into an orgasm. She trembled with her hands on digging into Fawn's shoulders.

"Oooo, I came!" she mumbled in surprise.

Fawn giggled happily, and Joan gasped as one of Fawn's hands pressed her skirt between her thighs hard, rubbing upon her cunt.

"Oh, God!" Joan whimpered. "Ohhh, God!"

"Mmmm, nice, isn't it?" Fawn murmured with her lips brushing a swollen nipple. "My, you feel so hot, Joan!"

Again their lips came together, grinding in passion, both women whimpering as they clutched at each other's ass again, rubbing their lower bodies hotly together. Fawn fumbled with the zipper of Joan's skirt and it slithered to the floor. Standing in her bikini panties, she stepped back and watched Fawn remove her short skirt, then slide her panties down those tantalizing thighs. The cunt hair was so blonde, the pink slit of her pussy could be seen through it.

"Take your panties off, Joan," Fawn gasped, fondling her own tits, her eyes blazing in passion. "Take your panties off so I can see your pussy!"

Joan almost ripped her flimsy panties from her body and stood proudly, her feet parted and her hips arching forward. Fawn moaned and shoved her hand between Joan's smooth thighs, cupping her cunt and rubbing back and forth on the puffy, wet lips. Joan's hand darted to Fawn's pussy, worming a finger into the tight grip of the girl's cunt.

They moved to the bed, sitting on the edge as they began to kiss hotly and wetly, their hands moving about each other's body in steaming desire.

Fawn slipped off the bed, going to her knees. Joan watched with burning eyes as the girl parted her knees, stroking the creamy inner surfaces of her thighs. Fawn traced a finger about the curls of Joan's cunt hair, parting it and looking at the tip of Joan's protruding clitoris.

"Ohhh! Oh, yes!" Joan murmured when Fawn pressed her wet, hot lips upon her thigh, kissing it, sucking the flesh between them, her tongue swirling. "Oh, yes, yes!"

Fawn began eagerly licking and kissing at the inner sweetness of Joan's legs, licking her way up between them. She was gripping Joan's trembling hips with strong fingers, and her hot breath seemed to sear the flesh of Joan's legs.

Murmuring softly, Fawn nuzzled her face into the steamy bush of Joan's cunt, kissing the thick patch of hair and running her tongue up to tickle the indentation of Joan's belly button.

Joan leaned back on her elbows, her eyes closed as boiling desire bubbled through her body. Fawn ran her tongue about each hairy pussy lip, teasingly. The wetness of Fawn's tongue sent chills of anticipation through Joan and she lifted her hips, writhing her crotch in search of the girl's mouth. Fawn flicked the tip of her tongue over Joan's throbbing clitoris. Joan wailed and thrust her cunt into Fawn's face, grinding almost mindlessly. She choked when Fawn ran her tongue along the slit of her cunt, then shoved it into the slippery wetness.

When Fawn fucked her tongue in and out of Joan's cunt, Joan wailed again, louder this time, and banged her overheated cunt into the girl's face. She felt Fawn's tongue swirling and licking the sensitive lips of her cunt, then close her lips about her clitoris, sucking on it hard.

Sitting upright, Joan grasped Fawn's tits, urging her to climb onto the bed with her. Fawn came eagerly, and they stretched out, pressing together. Joan licked at Fawn's wet cunt-wet lips, sucking on the girl's tongue as it darted into her mouth, tasting her own cunt and enjoying it very much. Joan pulled Fawn on top of her naked body, wrapping her slim thighs around Fawn's hips and locking her ankles behind the girl's knees. Fawn pressed her blonde-haired cunt hard upon that of Joan as they kept kissing wetly, squirming tits smashing tits.

"You feel wonderful, Fawn," Joan whispered passionately as she squeezed the girl's naked, grinding ass cheeks. "You feet so damned good against me!"

"So do you, Joan," Fawn replied in a low voice.

Then Fawn started licking and kissing her way down Joan's naked body again, swirling her tongue and licking at the sweet flesh, sucking a nipple, then going farther down.

"I want to kiss you, too," Joan whispered. "Let me kiss you, too, Fawn."

Fawn turned around on her hands and knees, her lips and tongue continuously moving, tasting, kissing, licking. Joan spread her legs wide as Fawn's tongue licked through the thick hair of her cunt, sliding her hand between Fawn's golden thighs, feeling the blonde pussy with eager fingers. As Fawn licked up and down the slit of her cunt, Joan lifted her hips and pulled at Fawn's body until she had the woman straddling her face.

Closing her hot thighs around Fawn's head, Joan caressed Fawn's thighs and ass cheeks, gazing up at the pink sweetness of the young cunt, seeing it glisten with hot readiness. The tiny asshole seemed to wink an invitation to Joan, and she ran her fingertip lightly about it, watching it pucker. Fawn was cupping Joan's ass, lifting her crotch into her face and licking hungrily, sucking on Joan's throbbing clitoris. The wet slurping sounds sent an appeal to Joan's ears.

"Eat me!"

Joan heard the muffled plea with roaring ears.

"Eat my cunt, Joan!"

"Oh, yes! I will!" Joan grunted eagerly, pulling at Fawn's naked ass, thrilled to feel the golden heat of the girl's thighs against her face.

She pulled Fawn's cunt into her mouth, kissing it with open lips. She sucked Fawn's cunt lips into her mouth and swirled her tongue about the sugary lips, then plunged her tongue into it. Fawn's cunt was very tight, very hot, and very wet. With her hands clutching the shapely tight ass, Joan began eating and sucking and licking. The liquid taste of Fawn's cunt sent Joan's mind into reeling ecstasy as she tried to thrust her tongue deeply. The blonde-haired lips sucked and gripped her tongue as Joan plunged into it, moaning in this sweet, erotic pleasure.

With her face in Fawn's cunt, Joan lifted her hips and twisted them, grinding her cunt into the eager girl's mouth, pumping her hips to fuck on that darting tongue. She clung to Fawn's naked, succulent ass tightly and pressed her open mouth hard upon the sugary wetness of Fawn's cunt. Fawn's cunt dripped constantly, filling Joan's mouth. Joan swallowed the sweet juices hungrily, lapping her tongue inside the steaming slit for more. The satiny walls of Fawn's cunt against her tongue sent Joan soaring with mindless, erotic ecstasy. She was sobbing softly as she sucked Fawn's cunt, whipping her own harshly up and down, making Fawn gurgle happily. The way Fawn held her naked ass, fondling the smooth cheeks as she tongue-fucked her and licked at her stormy cunt, soon had Joan erupting into orgasm after orgasm. She squeezed her thighs about Fawn's head, sucking as hard as she could, wanting to make Fawn's cunt convulse as her own was doing.

The grinding motions of Fawn's cunt increased until Fawn was fucking into Joan's mouth as she twisted her sugary cunt upon Joan's tongue. When the spasms struck Fawn, Joan's tongue was as deep inside as possible. The convulsions of Fawn's cunt created a squeezing sensation about Joan's tongue, as if her pretty cunt was sucking it.

Joan and Fawn thrashed about on the bed, their mouths glued into each other's convulsing cunt, wailing wetly as they held each other by the naked, shaking ass cheeks with tight, hot hands. Their hungry slurping sounds were loud in the bed room, but they didn't hear them. Time and again they came, bringing each other to amazing orgasms with their lips and tongues.

As they rolled apart, gasping for air, their naked bodies shaking, both had come so much that it was almost painful. Joan's face, especially around her mouth, was glistening with the wetness of Fawn's cunt. She ran her tongue over her lips, finding them slightly bruised. She smiled at Fawn, seeing that pretty face was wet with the juices of her cunt. Fawn was smiling with total satisfaction, her blue eyes glowing.

"My God," Joan whispered, caressing the sweetness of Fawn's tanned thigh near her cunt. "You taste so good, Fawn. I had no idea a cunt would taste that sweet."

Fawn sat up, looking down at Joan. "You mean… Joan, this is your first time with a girl?"

Joan nodded, grinning with pleasure.

"Then why?" Fawn asked. "I mean, what made you want to do it?"

Joan told of watching her at the pool, of seeing her bikini bottoms pull into the crack of her ass, of the growing desire to feel that saucy ass. She did not mention seeing the way Fawn tantalized her son, of the telescopes and how she had jerked her son off while sucking on his balls.

Fawn stroked Joan's tits. "I'm glad, then," Fawn said. "I've seen you around and you want to know something? I've wanted to kiss your cunt ever since I first saw you. I just didn't know if you'd let me."

"Now we both know, don't we?" Joan laughed, rubbing between Fawn's thighs. "But this doesn't mean I'm turned off by guys. I love them – especially those hard cocks they have. I love to feel a hard cock in my cunt, but now I love to feel my tongue up a pussy, too."

"We're the same," Fawn laughed. "I enjoy eating pussy as much as fucking a sweet cock, too."

"Like Ted's?" Joan asked, then wondered why she had said it.

Fawn's eyes grew warm as a smile spread over her face. "He's so good-looking. I wouldn't mind fucking him at all."

"Why don't you do it, then?" Joan heard herself ask.

"I thought… he's so young, Joan," Fawn replied. "Would he know what to do with a girl? Has he had a piece of ass, do you know?"

"I'm not sure," Joan said. "But I think he's getting horny enough for it lately. Besides, there's always a first time, isn't there?"

Fawn giggled, pinching Joan's nipple.

"What's so funny?"

"I think it's hilarious, eating your cunt the way I just did and now thinking about fucking your son," Fawn laughed. "Tongue-fuck the mother, then go fuck the son!"

"Anything wrong with it?" Joan asked, a little anxious.

"Not a thing in the world, Joan," Fawn said, squeezing one upstanding tit. "I think it's great!"

CHAPTER FOUR

That evening Joan found herself wishing her son would go down to visit Fawn.

She knew Fawn would fuck Ted, she had said she would, in so many words. If he would go down to visit with her, maybe he would fuck her in the living room, and she could watch them on the telescope! Somehow, the idea of seeing her son fuck the sweet girl sent shivers of pleasure between her thighs. The idea of seeing her son's precious cock thrusting into the blonde-haired cunt she had sucked off that afternoon almost made Joan come as she sat looking at Ted.

"Ted," she said softly, "have you ever thought about doing something with any of those women you've been spying on?"

"Doing what, Mom?"

"I know you've been jacking off, watching them," she said. "You jack off when you see Fawn in her living room, don't you? And remember how good it makes you feel when I suck your balls and jerk you off after we look at her? Doesn't that make you wish you could fuck her?"

Ted's eyes became round as he looked at his mother. Joan saw the effect her words had on him by the way his cock started swelling inside his jeans. She grinned.

"Well, don't you think it would be good to stick your cock in her blonde cunt, darling?"

"Yeah, that would be great, Mom!" he said enthusiastically. "But I don't think Fawn would let me. I'm just a kid and she's not gonna want to fuck a kid like me."

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Joan said. "I have a hunch she might let you."

"Really?" Ted asked, eagerness in his voice.

"I'm sure Fawn would let you fuck her," Joan said, her voice firm. "Listen, why don't you go visit her now? You can find out if she will."

"Aw, I wouldn't know what to do, Mom," he said.

"Leave that up to Fawn, baby," Joan replied. "You don't have to do anything but get a hard-on. I think she'll do the rest."

"Really?" he asked again, his eyes glowing, his cock straining at his pants. "You think she'll fuck me, Mom, really?"

"Why don't you take that hard-on you're getting down there and find out?" she smiled at him. "Once she sees your hard cock, I bet she won't be able to keep her hands off it."

"Like you, Mom?" Ted laughed.

"Mmm, like me."

Ted got to his feet, pacing up and down the living room, excited, his cock bulging in his pants. "I'll do it," he said. "I'll go see her. Maybe she'll let me fuck her. I hope she'll let me put it in her! Gosh, I bet she's good at it, Mom! She looks and acts like she'll love getting fucked!"

"Go find out," Joan urged, watching his excitement and his cock swell. "Go on before you come off in your fucking pants, baby!"

"Aw, you wouldn't let me come in my pants, Mom," he said, arching his hips toward her.

"Don't be so sure," she teased. "You make my panties wet all the time, don't you? It would only be fair if you cum off in your pants." She ran her hand over his hard-on. "Mmmm, you've got a nice hard cock, baby. If you don't go on and see if Fawn will fuck you, I'm going to take your cock out and play with it myself."

"I'm going!" he said.

Joan watched her son run out the door. Then she hurried to his bedroom quickly, entering the darkness. The small telescope was still trained on the living room of Fawn's apartment. She peered through the lens, seeing Fawn sitting on the couch in her robe as usual. Then she saw the girl look up and knew her son had knocked on her door.

She watched Fawn invite Ted into her apartment, taking his hand and bringing him to the couch. Joan noticed that Ted still had his hard-on.

Fawn sat down beside Ted and turned to face him, one leg up on the couch, the robe parted to expose her golden, creamy thighs almost to her cunt. Joan saw how nervous her son was, and he kept glancing at Fawn's legs. She saw Fawn laugh, then lean over and kiss Ted's cheek.

Already Joan's cunt was wet, throbbing with heat. It wasn't everyday a mother could watch her son's first fuck, she thought, pleased. Fawn took Ted's hand as they sat talking, placing his palm on her knee. Ted was losing some of his nervousness, Joan saw. Fawn pulled Ted's hand up her thigh a ways as she leaned over and kissed him, on his mouth this time. As Fawn leaned forward, her robe came apart, revealing her beautiful tits with rigid, rubbery nipples.

She wished she could hear them talking, but since she couldn't, looking at them was the next best thing. She saw Fawn lift her son's hand and curl his fingers about one of her tits, and then she dropped her hand right on top of Ted's raging hard cock. Joan was pleased with her son, watching him boldly stroke and fondle Fawn's titties. When she saw Fawn opening Ted's pants, taking his young cock out, Joan almost came, her cunt boiling with that sweet, deliciously wet sensation.

Fawn closed her fingers around Ted's cock, jerking up and down on it. Joan's palms itched with the feeling of jerking her son's cock off, knowing what Fawn was feeling. As she jacked on his hard cock, Fawn licked Ted's lips. Finally she drew back, unbelting her robe and letting it fall away. Joan watched her son look at Fawn's naked beauty, his eyes glowing with eagerness. He looked upon her blonde-haired cunt intently, then moved his hand up her thigh and stroked it, pumping one of his fingers in and out. Fawn leaned back on the couch, spreading her slender legs wide and arching her cunt up to Ted's thrusting finger, gripping his cock tightly.

Joan was hardly breathing as she saw Fawn stand her son up, open his belt, and shove his pants down. Ted's cock stood out straight and lovely, his balls looking very full. Joan squeezed at her own tits as she murmured, "Fuck him, Fawn! Take his cock in your sweet cunt and fuck my son! I want to watch this beautiful cock fuck your tight cunt!"

Whether it was because she had said those words or because she was watching Fawn play with Ted's cock and balls, Joan felt an orgasm rumble through her cunt. She moaned softly, watching Fawn spread her legs and push Ted to his knees between them.

Using two fingers, Fawn spread the pink, wet lips of her cunt, and holding Ted's cock at the base, rubbed his swollen, dripping piss hole about the fiery slit of her pussy, smashing it against her swollen clitoris. Fawn was looking into Ted's face as she did this, her lips parted and her tongue moving about them. Ted was staring down at what she was doing with his cock and her cunt, his hands holding her hips as though she would jerk from him.

The image was sharp, and Joan sucked in a hiss of air as she saw her son's cock sliding into Fawn's cunt. She could almost hear Ted gasp with ecstasy. Fawn closed her eyes as Ted's cock slithered into her pussy, and it was obvious to Joan that the girl was sighing with pleasure. For a long moment, Fawn held Ted's cock inside her cunt, then she placed her hands on his small hips, moving him back and forth, lifting her cunt to his prick. Joan watched her son catch the rhythm, and then he was fucking Fawn, his cock sliding deeply and wetly. Fawn churned her hips up and down, fucking back at Ted vigorously. Joan could almost hear the wet sounds of her son's cock penetrating that sugary cunt, and she shoved her hand under her dress to rub at her own pussy.

Seeing her son's small ass bunch and tighten, his cock moving in and out of the gripping, blonde-haired lips of Fawn's sweet cunt sent ripples of desire up and down Joan's spine.

Fawn was churning her naked hips up and down, grinding into Ted's plunging cock, his balls slapping against her sweet, round ass. Joan could not see Ted's balls, but she could imagine it very well. She could see his cock glisten with the wetness of Fawn's cunt, could almost see the way that tight pussy sucked at his prick. Fawn was not holding Ted's hips now, but clutching at her firm, spongy tits, twisting and pulling at her pink nipples, her head turning from side to side, her long honey-blonde hair becoming tangled. Fawn was thrashing her naked ass about wildly, and Joan knew instinctively that the girl was either coming or very close to it.

Then Fawn thrust her cunt hard onto Ted's cock, pressing tightly. Joan saw her son ram his prick deeply, his young body shaking, then turning rigid.

"He's coming in her," she whispered excitedly, her eye glued to the telescope. "Ted is shooting his precious come juice in her tight, wet cunt!"

A powerful orgasm shot through Joan as she watched Fawn and her son coming together. Ted's cock stayed inside Fawn's cunt for a long time, with him slumping over Fawn's lovely body. Joan was glad to see Fawn caressing his back and ass while he rested, her thighs moving gently against his hips.

After watching her son pull his pants up and seeing Fawn lead him to the door, hugging him tightly against her naked body to kiss him good-night, Joan left the telescope and her son's room.

She was in the living room when Ted came in, his face glowing happily.

"She let me, Mom!" he said exuberantly. "Fawn let me fuck her! Ohh, it was sure good, too! I liked it so much."

Catching his excitement, Joan grabbed him and hugged him tightly. She ran her hand along the front of his pants, feeling his cock and balls. She kissed him wetly on his mouth, darting her tongue into it for a moment.

"Was it that good, baby?" she laughed. "Did her cunt feel real hot and wet to you? Was it a tight pussy?"

"Yeah, man!" Ted said. "Fawn fucks good, Mom! I thought she was gonna fuck my cock right off… almost pulled my balls in it!"

"I supposed you're tired now, huh?" she teased him. "I suppose all you want to do is go to sleep, right?"

"Not me," he said. "I want to stay awake and let the feeling stay as long as it will."

She squeezed his cock and balls through his pants, then turned him loose. She pretended to pout. "Now I won't have any fun with you, I guess. You're probably not interested in my hand-jobs anymore."

"I am, Mom," he said. "You can always jack me off and suck on my balls. I like that, too."

She gave a sigh of pretended negligence. "Well, I suppose I could jack off the paper boy, or find me another fellow who will let me have some fun, too."

Ted hugged his mother tightly. "Aw, Mom. You know you can jack me off. Here…" He opened his pants and pulled his cock out. "You can do it for me now."

Joan looked at his cock. It was still wet from Fawn's cunt.

"You're not even hard for me," she pouted. "You've always had a nice hard-on for me to play with, honey. I guess Fawn has fucked you out, after all."

Ted stroked his cock, standing in front of his mother.

"Oh, let me do that," Joan said, her cunt steaming again. "Take your fucking pants down and let me do that for you."

Ted shoved his pants down and Joan sat him on the couch, dropping to her knees between his legs. She licked at his flesh, watching his cock grow, swelling and pointing toward his stomach. She cupped his balls gently and caressed them, stroking her other hand along his pussy-wet cock. She could smell the arousing scent of Fawn's cunt on him.

Shoving her face between his legs, she lapped about his balls, tasting Fawn's cunt there. That added to her erotic pleasure. Taking his balls into her mouth, she began to pump at his once more hard cock. The piss-hole flared and started dripping, smearing her hand and making her fist slide smoothly on his prick.

"Mmmm, you taste so good!" she moaned, drawing both his balls into her mouth, her nose brushing the base of his cock, inhaling the sweetness of Fawn's cunt on him.

Letting his balls drop from her mouth, she kissed the base of his cock. "Knowing you were down there fucking her made me so hot, baby," she murmured. "I wanted to play with myself, the way we've watched Fawn do."

"Why didn't you, Mom?"

"Because… well, because, that's all."

"Just thinking about it, huh?"

"No," she confessed. "I watched you in the telescope. I watched it all – the way she fucked you, your cock going into her cunt, you both coming."

"You did?" His eyes glowed.

"You don't believe me?"

"Sure, I believe you, Mom," he said. "I'd have been watching if I was you."

Joan stood up, lifting her skirt slightly and shoving her hands under it. Without letting her son see her cunt, she pulled her panties off. As she lifted first one knee, then the other to remove her panties, Ted caught a brief flash of her hairy cunt.

"See, I'll show you how hot I got," Joan laughed, rubbing the crotch of her panties against his face. "Tell me if I was hot or not? Those panties are almost soaked!"

Ted held them off his face, looking at the lacy crotch. They were drenched with the juices of his mother's cunt. Giggling, Joan shoved the wet crotch against his lips, rubbing it back and forth.

"Have a taste of cunt, darling. My cunt!"

Ted laughed, his hand on the back of his mother's as she rubbed her panties at his mouth. Playfully, Joan shoved the cunt-wet crotch of her panties between his lips. "Taste that cunt… it's second-hand pussy, but it's better than none!"

Her finger had shoved the wet crotch of her panties into his mouth, and she felt Ted sucking at it. "Mmmm, you like the taste, don't you, Ted? I'm surprised you didn't get down and lick Fawn's cunt."

"I sure thought about it, Mom," Ted laughed and pulled her panties out of his mouth.

She watched Ted rubbing the wet crotch of her lacy panties about his mouth, then turned to see his cock throbbing up strong and hard. With a soft mewl, she went to her knees and shoved her face into his crotch, licking and kissing his sweet balls as she began jacking him once more. His cock throbbed so sweetly in her fist, and he was dripping an awful lot. He was still rubbing her panties about his lips, and she watched him suck at the cunt-wet crotch as his eyes gleamed down at her.

"Tastes good, Mom," he moaned, arching his hips up into her hand, twisting his crotch at her mount. "I like it, your pussy taste."

"Mmmm," she moaned around his balls.

The taste of Fawn's cunt lingering on him gave her a much more intense sensation than before. It added to her oral pleasure, doubling it now that she had sucked Fawn's cunt herself. She wondered, briefly, what her son would say if he knew she had licked that blonde cunt earlier that day. She was sure it would excite him. Maybe she would let him know about it later.

His balls were tightening inside her mouth as she sucked them, and the throbbing of his cock was increasing. She ran her fist up and down faster as Ted twisted his crotch against her face. His balls seemed to fill her mouth and a hot, burning desire to take his cock inside her mouth and suck his come juice down her throat came over her.

Before she could make up her mind, Ted gave a grunt and come juice spurted from his cock. Joan moaned around his balls as she saw her son stuff the cunt-wet crotch of her panties into his mouth, sucking at them, his cock spurting thick, creamy come juice into the air. She watched it drop down to splash onto his stomach, her hand, and even some on one of her cheeks. She clutched his cock tightly as he came.

Releasing his balls, she gazed up at him, her panties dangling from his mouth. "Nice, isn't it?" she murmured. "You can suck my wet panties anytime you want. But I get to do this, too."

Her tongue flicked from her mouth and into the come juice smeared on his stomach. She lapped it up, swirling her tongue about, then lightly lapped it across the wet piss hole of his cock. As she swallowed the come juice and her tongue touched at his piss hole, Joan squealed when a powerful orgasm sent her ass cheeks wiggling as her pussy clutched in burning ecstasy.

"Oh, God… I came!" she whispered. "I came, baby!"

Tiredly, she rested her cheek on his cock and balls, feeling wonderful. She felt Ted's hand on her head, running his fingers through her hair. She turned to look up at him, her chin touching his balls, her lips at the base of his cock.

"You're so sweet, Ted," she whispered, kissing the base of his cock with her moist lips. "God, I can't believe how sweet you are."

Ted smiled at her, rubbing his cock about her lips.

"That's enough," Joan said softly, getting to her feet. "If we don't stop now, I might fuck you myself."

"I will if you will, Mom," he laughed.

She grinned at him. "You'd fuck your own mother, honey?"

"If you'll let me," he said.

Joan studied his young, good-looking face. "I believe you would."

"Try me," he laughed, arching his cock up. "Just try me and see!"

"Well, at least you can suck on my cunt-wet panties," she laughed. "That's better than nothing, isn't it?"

He nodded, running his tongue along the lacy crotch, then rubbing them about his face.

"I think you really do like to suck on my fucking panties," she said.

"Only if they're nice and wet like these, Mom."

"I'll make sure they are from now on," she said, leaning down. She pulled her panties away from his lips and kissed him. "I'm tired and ready for bed. I know you're going to have some very sweet dreams tonight, after fucking Fawn and getting me to suck your balls and jack you off again."

Joan walked to the short hallway, starting toward her bedroom.

"Mom?"

She stopped and turned.

"You didn't show me your ass," he said. "You've always shown me your ass before going to bed."

It was true. Each night after they watched the others through his telescopes, and after she had sucked on his balls and jacked him off, she had flipped her skirt up over her ass and let him have a peek, whether she was wearing panties or not.

Grinning at him, she flipped her skirt up, wiggling her naked ass for him, then started once more toward her bedroom.

"Mom?"

"What?"

"I wanna see your cunt."

Joan faced her son, a burning excitement flowing through her body, the hairy lips of her pussy starting to throb again.

"Please," Ted asked in a soft voice. "Let me see your cunt. Just once, Mom."

CHAPTER FIVE

Joan stared at her son.

He was still sitting on the couch, his pants at his ankles, stroking his cheek with her panties now.

"Please," Ted said again. "Let me see your cunt, Mom. You see my cock! It's only fair."

Ted was right. She knew she should let him look at her pussy if he wanted. There was no doubt that he was very interested in seeing her. The idea of her son looking at her, between her thighs, at her hairy cunt, was exciting, exciting enough to create a fire there. She felt her clitoris throbbing and the cheeks of her ass clenching. Her eyes moved to his naked cock, and she was surprised to see it stir, starting to swell again.

"Why, honey?" she asked.

"I wanna see it, that's all," Ted said.

"If I let you see my cunt," she replied in a slow, very low voice, "what will you want to do next?"

"I just wanna look at your pussy, Mom, that's all."

Joan knew what he would want to do next. The thought of her son sliding his cock into her cunt and fucking her sent chills of hot anticipation through her. She was facing him now, and her fingers started inching her dress up. Ted's eyes grew hot as he saw her thighs, then almost bugged out when she pulled her dress up to her waist. A shiver went through Joan as her son looked at her pussy. She parted her feet, standing in a wide-legged stance, shoving her hips forward. The thick triangle of her cunt hair was not like Fawn's. It was thick, almost concealing her cunt. Holding her dress with one hand, Joan shoved the fingers of her other hand through the curls of her pussy and parted them, showing the pink, puffy lips of her cunt to her son.

His cock jerked into full-blown hardness before her eyes.

"Gosh!" Ted groaned as he gazed at his mother's pussy. He ran his tongue over his lips. "You're so pretty, Mom. Your cunt is so pretty and hairy! You look wet, too."

"I am wet, Ted," Joan said in a throaty, almost choking voice. "I'm very wet."

"Mom, I'd…"

She waited, but he didn't go on. She knew, though, what he was going to say. He was going to say he wanted to fuck her, and Joan knew that if he asked, she would give him anything, her cunt, her mouth – her body – in anyway Ted wanted. But he didn't finish saying it.

Holding her skirt at her waist, Joan gazed at his cock, imagining what it would feel like sliding into her cunt. The cock of her son… fucking her. The lips of her pussy throbbed with a painful desire to have his prick inside her. She moved her fingers about her distended clitoris, feeling his eyes on her cunt.

"You'd what?" she asked, her voice husky and filled with desire. "What would you do, honey?"

Ted gripped his cock hard, making the head swell. He ran the crotch of her panties over the head of his cock, caressing himself with the nylon, his eyes never moving from between her legs.

"Are you going to fuck my panties?" she asked, arching her eyebrow at him. "Or fuck me?"

"Gosh!" Ted groaned.

They gazed at each other. Joan wanted her son to make the first move, and Ted was waiting for his mother to do something. He kept caressing the crotch of her panties about the head of his cock, and Joan stood with her skirt at her waist, slowly rubbing at her swollen, very inflamed clitoris. Ted watched his mother's hand, and she watched her panties move about his cock.

She was hardly aware that she was moving, stepping toward him. She walked with her cunt tossed forward, her eyes blazing on his prick. Ted was hardly breathing as his mother came toward him, unable to take his eyes off her fingers and what she was doing with her hairy pussy. His balls drew up at the base of his cock, his fist squeezing hard.

Joan stopped when her feet touched his. Ted was on the couch with his ass hanging over the edge, his cock standing up so hard. He pulled her panties away from his cock and dropped them on the floor, his hands resting on his thighs, waiting as he looked up at her.

"Oh, damn!" Joan whispered, staring at Ted's cock as if seeing it for the first time. The heat in her cunt was unbearable. She clenched the cheeks of her ass, running her tongue over her lips. "Oh, shit, Ted!"

"Mom, please," he whispered.

She knew what he wanted without the words – he wanted his cock inside her cunt, wanted to fuck her, to fuck his mother!

"Baby," she murmured softly, smiling down at him. "Baby, oh baby!"

Joan spread her legs around his, then climbed onto her knees above his upstanding cock. Letting her skirt go, she reached behind her back and unbuttoned it, keeping her eyes on his. Lifting her arms from the dress, she let it fall to her waist, her titties free and naked against him. With her cunt only a few inches above his cock now, Joan cupped her tits in her hands, caressing them. She twisted her hips, doing an erotic and quite lewd bump and grind as her son licked his lips, his eyes burning between her slim thighs.

"Put it in, baby," she whispered softly.

Ted seemed mesmerized, unable to move.

"You can put your cock in me, Ted," Joan said in low voice. "Stick it in my cunt, Ted. You can fuck me."

His hands moved, sliding up her inner thighs until he grasped his cock. Joan sighed as she settled her cunt against the swollen prickhead. She felt her son's cock spreading the lips of her cunt, stretching them apart as her ass moved downward slowly, very slowly. Again she sighed as his cock moved deeper, throbbing along the sensitive lips of her fiery cunt.

"Ohhh, yes!" Joan hissed, settling down on his cock. It was deep inside her pussy now and she could feel his balls pressing the cheeks of her ass. "Oooo, yes, baby!"

A shiver rippled through Joan's body and her tits jiggled, her nipples hard. The sensation of her son's cock inside her cunt was amazing, truly fantastic. It seemed to fill her cunt nicely, hotly, making it throb sweetly. The way his prick stretched the hairy lips of her cunt almost caused Joan to cum as soon as the head had slipped into her.

Joan closed her eyes as she felt her mind spin with the sweetest of all ecstasies. A faint dizzy feeling came over her as she sat astride his hips, his cock so very deep up her pussy. Her clitoris was being pressed against the base and into those wiry hairs, tingling deliciously. Ted's hands had been caught as she lowered her ass onto his cock, and they felt good, too, against her inner thighs. Another shiver shot through her, this one making her ass shake. When the hot cheeks of her naked ass brushed about his balls, Ted groaned in pleasure.

Opening her eyes, Joan fought to focus them. She looked into her son's face, his expression filled with awe and ecstasy. Shrugging her shoulders to make her titties jiggle, she cooed softly.

"Oh, yes, honey! Oh, my yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

Ted seemed to be trying to speak, but the words wouldn't come out. He opened and closed his lips like a fish out of water, his eyes taking on a dazed dullness. His cock seemed to lurch inside her cunt, fiery in hardness. He managed to pull his hands from between her hot thighs and his crotch. When he rested his palms on her thighs, his fingertips just touching the thick hair of her cunt, Joan began to sob softly.

"Please don't cry, Mom," she heard her son say.

"I'm not crying, darling," she replied, her voice quivering.

"I heard you," Ted insisted.

"If I'm crying, it's because I'm so happy!"

She fell forward, hugging her son against her tits tightly, cupping his chin and smearing kisses about his face. His cock throbbed inside her cunt, and Joan felt her pussy respond by gripping it tightly. She looked into his eyes again, holding his cheeks. She saw the desperate heat there, his hungry desire to fuck her, his mother. Smashing her lips against his, Joan kissed her son fiercely, lips open, her tongue licking about his mouth.

She moved her ass, lifting it until she held the swollen, sweetly rounded head between the scalding lips of her intensely hot, very wet, cunt. With a screwing motion, she ran her pussy down again, sinking completely.

"Ooo, baby, baby!" she gurgled hotly, still holding his young face in her hands. "It's so good, Ted! Oh, you're so good! So hard inside me! I can feel your cock throbbing, beating like a heart in my cunt!"

Sitting on him, his balls pressed against the creamy smoothness of her ass, his cock far inside her cunt, her clitoris scraping the base, Joan wiggled her hips, a sort of sideways sliding motion with her cunt. Ted moaned with ecstasy, his fingers digging into her flesh near her hips. Joan sat upright on her son, her shoulders back, her tits thrusting out with impossibly hard nipples. She lifted her dress, and all Ted could see was the dark thick hair of her cunt pressing against him. He was unable to see his cock inside his mother's cunt, or the pink wetness of her pussy. All he could do was feel, and that was almost enough to make him come.

"Like it, honey?" she asked, smiling down at him, cupping her tits in her hands, her eyes blazing with heat. "Does it feel good to you?"

"Oh, Mom!" Ted wailed with delight. "You're awfully hot and wet! It feels like I might come off, Mom!"

"Oh, you can't come yet, darling," she whispered. "We've just started to fuck. No, don't come off yet."

Using her thighs, Joan began to lift and lower her crotch on her son's cock, fucking him slowly. His hands had slipped up to her waist, shoving her skirt away. She watched his eyes as he gazed at the thick bush of cunt hair that was moving on his cock, seeing the way her fiery cunt was devouring the hard heat of his prick, leaving it glistening wet with the seeping fluids of her succulent pussy.

Ted arched his cock up as his mother's cunt came down on him, dropping his ass when she lifted, watching with enormous eyes. Each time Joan's pussy went down, she wiggled and rubbed before lifting again. Both mother and son began to gasp with increasing ecstasy. Friction seemed like steam as her cunt held his cock, sliding up and down it smoothly.

"Oh, God, it's good!" Joan moaned, leaning forward again and bracing herself with her hands on her son's shoulders. "You feel so fucking good in my cunt, Ted! Ooooo, baby, let's fuck! Let's fuck and keep fucking and never stop fucking!"

Her ass was moving faster now, lifting and plunging in quick darting motions. Each time her cunt slammed down, Joan grunted, bringing yelps from her son.

"Hold my ass!" she screamed. "Hold mother's ass! Oh, Ted, grab my fucking ass!"

His hands moved past her hips and palmed a twisting, plunging ass cheek in each. His fingers dug into the tight flesh, almost inside the crack of her churning ass. Joan whimpered and hissed and wailed, thrashing up and down her son's cock in demented ecstasy. The moist sounds roared in her ears. Her cunt was blazing hot now, the hairy lips clinging to his cock very tightly as it ran up and down. The throbbing of her son's prick was transmitted to the sensitive lips of her cunt, shooting like flames throughout her slender body. Her clitoris scraped the shaft of his hard-on with each wild plunge.

Joan sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, biting down on it, her ecstasy overwhelming her. Her ass shook and plunged, twisted and writhed. She was taking her son's cock very deep into her greedy pussy, all the way into her stomach. The hairy lips were stretched around his cock like a tight rubber band, her tits shaking from her increasingly violent motions. Ted clung to his mother's wiggling, bouncing ass almost desperately. It seemed to him that her cunt would leave his cock with each upward jerk, and he didn't want that to happen. But Joan's cunt was not about to pull from his prick. She rode from the base to the very head, fucking him with amazing speed and wetness and heat and ecstasy.

"Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me!" Joan wailed, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Fuck me! Fuck mother! Fuck mother's hot cunt! Fuck mother's wet, hot, hairy cunt! Fuck… fuck… Oooo, fuck me!"

Ted squeezed into his mother's bouncing, naked ass with strong fingers, arching his hips up as his balls became tight at the base of his throbbing cock. His eyes focused upon her jiggling titties as he gritted his teeth in ecstasy.

"Oh, God! I'm coming!" Joan screamed. "Your cock… you're making mother come, darling! Ohhhh… oooo, I'm coming so good, so fucking good!"

The orgasms whipping about her cunt created even more tightness around his cock. The waving sensation of her hairy cunt lips created the feeling of being sucked. It seemed to Ted that with each upward motion of her cunt, it sucked hard on his cock, causing his balls to draw up as tight as possible at her shaking ass.

"Ahhhh, fuck! Fuck!" Joan wailed in mindless pleasure. "I'm coming! My cunt… my pussy is on fire! Oooo, baby… darling! Mother's cunt is coming, really coming!"

Suddenly, with an intense scream, Joan slammed her cunt down hard on her son, his cock buried as deep as it could be. The action of her hairy pussy lips at the base, sucking and flexing and squeezing, pulled the come juice up from his tender balls, making it roar through his cock and splash into her satiny cunt. The rapid spurtings of his come juice striking the walls of her convulsing cunt made Joan scream again, and a final orgasm went off in her pussy.

Her body shook violently as she screamed, her cunt being filled and flooded by his precious come juice. She sat upright on him, her hips jerking back and forth as he came, darting her hand behind her ass to grasp his balls. She pulled hard on her son's balls, pressing them into the crack of her ass, making them tight on her puckering asshole.

Unable to remain upright as her orgasm ended, Joan slumped forward onto her gasping son. Her tits seemed to close about his young face as she trembled, his cock still inside her gently pulsating cunt. She felt Ted running his hands up and down her flesh, from the base of her spine down over her smooth ass cheeks and then up again. The way he caressed her ass gave Joan a very pleasant feeling along with the glowing delight of orgasm.

After what seemed like hours, she sat upright again, his cock still inside her cunt. She wiggled playfully, grinning down at him. Ted's expression was one of wonderful satisfaction. He grinned up at her, then lowered his eyes to the bush of her cunt again.

"God, what a fuck!" she whispered.

"Yeah, Mom," Ted murmured, feeling about her pussy hair with gentle fingers. "You're great!"

"As good as Fawn?" she teased, smoothing his hair back over his forehead. "Am I as good a fuck as Fawn, baby?"

"Better, Mom," he replied. "She's good, but you're the best."

"Bullshit!" she laughed, lifting off him. "You never had a piece of ass until tonight. How would you know what a good fuck was?"

"I know what feels good," he said.

Her skirt fell over her hips as she stood. "You know, you're some kind of lucky kid."

"I know," Ted grinned.

"You just got fucked twice in one night, and by two different girls," Joan said. "For someone who never fucked before, I'd say that was damned lucky, wouldn't you?"

He nodded, tired from the vigorous fucking.

Joan knelt and pulled his pants from his feet, then took her son's hand. She walked with him to the bathroom, where she used a cloth to wipe his cock and balls, thinking it was a shame to waste that sweet juice this way. She would have enjoyed licking him clean, but he was almost exhausted as it was.

"I gotta pee," he mumbled.

"Let mother help," she whispered, standing behind him and taking his cock in her fingers.

Joan looked over his shoulder as he pissed, watching the golden stream splashing into the toilet. She moved her fingers back and forth on his cock as he pissed, halfway jacking him. She was surprised to find how nice it was to see her son pissing, to feel his cock and hold as the stream spurted from him. With her thumb and forefinger, she ran her hand up and down his cock, her eyes starting to become hot again, a tingle growing between her thighs. The pleasure of watching her son piss was new to her, but Joan refused to deny it. It felt much too good.

She shook his cock for him, then they went to her bedroom. Joan snuggled her son under the sheets, then climbed in beside him, leaving her skirt on the floor. She wrapped her arms about him, holding him close to her naked tits, one of her warm thighs resting over his hip. She could feel the tip of his cock touching the curls of her cunt.

"Good night, baby," she whispered, kissing his cheek lightly. "I love you."

"Love you, too, Mom," he mumbled, snuggling against her tits and resting an arm on her waist.

Joan shoved his arm down, curling his fingers about one naked ass cheek, then moved her hand to his ass, holding it tenderly, listening to her son as he drifted off to a well earned sleep.

CHAPTER SIX

Joan woke up with her son's cock prodding against her.

She was on her back, her legs open. The sheet had been tossed to the foot of the bed, and Ted was between her legs, trying to push his cock into her cunt.

"Mmmmm, what do you want, baby?" she smiled up at him.

"Pussy, Mom," Ted laughed.

"Don't let me stop you," she gurgled, wrapping her arms around him. She spread her legs more and lifted her ass up, giving him access to her cunt. "Don't ever let me stop you from getting pussy."

She moved her hands to his ass, finding it light and small in her palms. Drawing her knees up, keeping them wide, she arched her cunt to him, and sighed happily as the swollen head of his cock slipped into her.

"Ooooo, nice!" she whispered, digging into his ass and pulling his cock deep. "I love to wake up with a cock in my cunt."

She pulled his face to her titties, holding the back of his head in one hand, the other still gripping his flexing ass.

"You're wet and hot already, Mom," he gasped as her pussy closed tightly on his cock.

"I always am," she gurgled, twisting her hips and grinding against his cock and balls. "Especially for your cock, honey."

She closed her thighs around his hips as he started thrusting into her. She squeezed his hips, scissoring her legs up and down, meeting his down-thrusts with upward motions of her hips. Drawing her long legs up, she locked her ankles just below his ass, humping from the waist down, fucking at him with short, quick thrusts. The sensations she enjoyed the night before returned again this morning, in full force.

Joan threw her naked ass up and down, grunting from the strength of his fucking cock. Her clitoris, as before, was being scraped by the throbbing shaft of his hard-on, creating an intense heat in her pussy. As he fucked her, Ted began to kiss and lick at her swollen, upstanding titties, taking a nipple between his lips, his tongue swirling hotly and wetly. The sliding of his hips along her squeezing thigh felt so very good to her, almost as good as his sweet, hard cock felt inside her cunt. She made soft, choking sounds of pleasure, enjoying the way he sucked on her tits as they fucked.

She moaned in pleasure as she felt his hands slide down her body, then underneath to cup her ass, lifting it up to his cock. She squealed happily when he squeezed her ass, banging his cock powerfully into her pussy. She drew her knees up his sides, bringing them to his shoulders and lifting her cunt into the air. Ted was almost on his knees fucking her now, his cock beating rapidly upon her puffy, fiery cunt lips, driving deep. His balls began to slap against the spreading cheeks of her ass, as though teasing her puckered asshole. Wrapping her arms behind her knees, she pulled them as far back as she could, her crotch spread out for him.

"Mmmmm, ram it to me, Ted!" she gurgled hotly. "Ohhhh, baby, fuck it good! Ahhhh, I love it so! Fuck mother… fuck mother's wet cunt, darling!"

"Hot pussy," Ted groaned, slamming his cock in and out of her hairy cunt swiftly. "Your cunt is so fucking hot, Mom! You're really wet, too! I love to fuck you, Mom!"

"Then fuck me, baby!" she urged huskily, thrusting her cunt up and down in rhythm to his cock. "Fuck mother's hot cunt! Fuck my wet, hairy pussy! Fuck my snatch, my twat! Ooooo, mother's cunt loves your hard, hard cock, darling!"

Ted was still clutching the spreading cheeks of her uplifted ass. Twisting frantically as he fucked her, Joan felt his fingers near her asshole, and began to swing her ass around in an effort to get a finger against it.

"Touch my asshole!" she yelped. "Ted, rub my asshole… fuck me and rub my asshole!"

Without missing a beat, Ted slipped a finger to the heat of his mother's asshole, rubbing it swiftly as his cock stabbed in and out of her cunt.

With his finger rubbing her asshole and his cock delving so deeply in her cunt, Joan began to hiss and whimper, almost strangling with ecstasy. She shook her raised ass wildly, holding her knees far back, looking up with glazed eyes into her son's contorted face. She sucked on her bottom lip, moaning as the liquid heat inside her cunt began to boil.

"Ooohhh! Ahhhh, ram it, ram it!" she croaked. "Such a good way to wake up! Mmmm, give me that sweet, hard cock! Mother's cunt wants your hard cock, darling! My wet, hairy cunt wants your cock all the time, forever and ever! Oooo, fuck me hard! Fuck me real hard!"

Ted was looking down, watching his cock plunge into his mother's cunt. It was easy to see with her ass so high and knees drawn back. He could see the pink wetness of her cunt holding his cock, the wetness on his prick and her clitoris as it burned along the shaft of his cock. He rubbed faster at her tight asshole, grunting with ecstasy.

Joan began to murmur and whimper as her passion soared, her pussy clutching his prick, sucking at it greedily. She held her ass up, crotch fully exposed to his pounding cock. He rammed into her so hard, her breath was driven from her lungs in gasps. With each of his plunges, her tits would jiggle. She tried to draw her knees back even more, but they were as far as they would go now. With her burning eyes, she watched the wiry hair at the base of his cock mingle with her cunt hair as he came down hard.

"You're going to make me come, Ted!" she gasped. "I'm so close now… so close! Oh, God! I'm going to explode! Harder, harder! Fuck me harder, darling! Pound my cunt! Pound me, pound me, fuck me!"

A loud wail came from Joan when her orgasm started, becoming a scream of sheer ecstasy as the power grew. The throbbing waves of her orgasm set up that sucking sensation in her cunt, and once more it seemed as if she was sucking him off with her hairy-lipped cunt.

Ted's finger began pressing upon the tightness of his mother's asshole. The sensations there increased the power of her orgasms, and Joan yelped and wailed and gasped as a series of steaming convulsions shook her naked body.

"Now!" Joan screamed. "Now!"

Ted rammed deep into her spasming cunt, his body going stiff, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut. With a loud grunt, he discharged into her pussy. Streams of gushing come juice flooded her hungry pussy, splattering the velvety walls. Joan screamed once more as she felt her son's come juice filling her cunt, and a final orgasm burned through her body like an exploding fire.

As she finished coming, a weakness came over her. She slowly lowered her legs to the bed, her son's cock pulling from her clutching cunt with a moist sound. Ted rolled to his side, breathing hard. Joan lay on her back, legs spread wide and her arms at her sides. Her naked tits rose and fell in her effort to suck air into her lungs.

A few minutes later she lifted herself up on an elbow, grinning at her son. "Now, that's what I call a real nice way to wake up. I wonder if you could wake me up every morning that way."

Ted grinned up at his mother, cupping one of her tits and giving it a squeeze. "I could sure try," he said.

Joan looked down at his cock and balls. His prick was glistening with their juices. She caressed her hand around his young, tender balls, and quickly darted her face downward. She kissed his wet cock with hot lips, then his balls.

"That's enough of this," she said gaily, swinging her legs over the bed and getting up. "Want to shower with me?"

"Hey, yeah!"

"Then move your lazy ass," she laughed, twisting her naked ass into the bathroom.

Joan set the stream of water to a nice comfortable temperature, then stepped under it, soaking her hair and moaning softly with the good feelings still inside her. By the time she had shampoo on her hair, Ted was in the stall with her. She shivered as he soaped her back, scratching it deliciously. She wiggled her ass while she washed her hair, and Ted began washing his mother's shapely ass, soaping her up good. He worked his hand into the crack, and Joan gave a lewd giggle, arching her ass back into his hand, wiggling it saucily.

Suddenly Joan yelped.

"Hey, watch that shit, guy!" she said. "You're supposed to wash my ass, not stick your finger up it."

Ted laughed playfully, goosing his mother again. Joan squealed and tucked her hips forward, turning around to face him. As the water washed the shampoo from her hair, she grabbed his cock in one hand, his balls with the other.

"I'll show you!" she said. "Think you can stick your fucking finger up my asshole, do you?"

She pulled her son close to her by his cock, tucking it between her thighs. Running her hand behind him, she quickly darted her finger into his asshole.

Ted yelled and jerked away, grabbing his ass with both hands. Then, with a laugh she hugged him against her soapy tits.

"I can do that, too," she said.

"That's not fair, Mom," Ted replied.

"Oh, it's not? And why not?"

"You're a girl," he said. "Girls are supposed to like that, not guys."

"Is that right? And where did you get this bit of wisdom, darling?"

"I heard it, that's all."

"Then you heard wrong."

They finished washing each other, then stepped from the stall and dried one another off. Joan tickled his balls, causing Ted to dance about and try to get away, laughing gleefully.

"You're gonna make me piss if you don't stop, Mom."

"So piss," she giggled, tickling his balls again.

Ted let loose a stream of piss.

"Hey, you little fart!" she giggled, jerking him to the toilet. "Who do you think has to clean up around here? You piss in the fucking toilet! I thought I raised you with better manners than that."

Ted laughed up at her as she held his cock, seeing his mother's glassy eyes as she watched him pissing. Her mouth was open, and she seemed to be breathing fast, her tits rising and failing, her nipples swelling.

"That looks beautiful," Joan whispered. "I like to watch you piss, honey."

She moved his cock, trying to make the stream wavy, but when she did that, he pissed on the floor more than in the toilet. When he finished, Joan kept holding his cock, not shaking it the way she had last night. There was a glazed expression in her eyes as she slowly went to her knees. Pushing at his hip, she turned her son around so that her eyes were on a level with his cock. A golden drop of piss clung to his piss-hole, and with a low sobbing sound, Joan snaked her tongue out and used the tip to flick the drop of piss from him. Closing her fist about his cock, she looked up at her son, her beautiful face contorted with a perverse expression of erotic desire.

Another golden drop of piss formed on his piss-hole, and she looked at it for a long, breathless moment, then her tongue sneaked out again. She ran her tongue over the head of her son's cock, circling his piss-hole. Then, with a soft moan, flicked her tongue at the drop of piss and drew it into her mouth.

Running her tongue about inside her mouth and tasting his piss, a shudder went through her. With a cry of pleasure, she buried her face against his cock and balls, wrapping her arms around his hips and clutching his young ass with tight hands.

"Oooo, you're so fucking sweet, Ted!"

She moaned against his cock and balls. Twisting her face about, she rubbed his sweetness about her cheeks and nose and chin, then began to kiss at his cock and balls hungrily.

"You feel so good against my face," she murmured, caressing her cheek along his cock. "I love the feel of your cock against my face."

Feeling his cock swell, Joan drew back and stared at it, her eyes very hot, moist and wide open. She sat on her heels, knees wide, holding his balls with one hand now, her other still clutching his tight ass cheek. Moving her ass, she pressed one heel against her cunt, feeling the pressure grow into a wet heat there. Releasing his balls, she closed her fist about his cock and looked up at him, jerking her fist slowly as his prick turned into that beautiful, desirable hardness.

Ted looked down at his mother, neither of them speaking, their breathing loud in the small bathroom. Still gazing up at her son, Joan pressed her lips to the tip of his cock, kissing it. The tip of her tongue came out and she began to make hot, wet circles about the swollen head, flicking the tip gently and caressing his flaring piss-hole. She placed her lips just over the piss-hole, kissing it as her tongue swiped slowly. She felt her son's body shake and she closed her fingers tighter into his ass cheek.

With a soft growl, Joan released his cock and moved her lips up and down the shaft, her tongue barely touching it. The hard meat of his prick against her mouth felt wonderful to her. There was a delicious sensation about running her burning lips up and down her son's throbbing cock. She swirled her tongue into the wiry hair, then flicked his balls. She used the flat surface of her tongue now, licking at his cock from base to piss-hole, slowly, the way a small child would savor an ice cream cone.

Ted's cock started seeping juices now, and as the juice beaded at his piss-hole, Joan licked them away. She kept her tongue out of her mouth, running it up and down the hard shaft and circling the swollen head, beginning to pant with hungry desire. The urge to suck her son's cock was strong, much stronger than she had ever felt before. She had enjoyed the feel of a hard cock throbbing between her lips often, yet somehow those urges to suck her son's cock off were especially strong.

Holding his cock at the base again, she ran her tongue about the deliciously smooth head, letting the heat sear into her mouth. Each bubble of fluid that seeped from his piss-hole was quickly licked away by her darting tongue. The taste of those juices created a hungry storm inside her naked body. They were more delicious than ever because that slippery wetness came from her son's cock.

Ted stood looking down with anxious eyes, his hips arched outward. He rested one hand on top of his mother's head. The heat of her wet tongue running up and down his cock gave him many thrills that were different than fucking Fawn or his mother. Each of them had felt good, but this was different. His mother's mouth and tongue gave him an entirely different kind of ecstasy.

Joan could no longer keep teasing herself this way.

With a moan of passion, she closed her lips around her son's cockhead, her tongue fluttering. She grasped the cheeks of his ass again, her fingers digging into his flesh, and jerked him forward, driving his cock into the back of her throat. She gurgled as the swollen head of his prick prodded the burning entrance of her throat, sliding over her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Her lips spread tightly on his hard cock, stretching so sweetly. She sucked the full length into her mouth, feeling the wiry hairs at the base tickle them and her nose. Holding his cock deeply, she writhed her lips at the base and squeezed his ass cheeks, her eyes blazing up at his surprised face.

Pressing her tongue against the underside of his cock, she made her mouth a wet, hot tightness for him, sucking her lips back along it until she was just barely pressing them over his piss-hole. She sucked hard on his piss-hole, drawing juices from it, her tongue flicking them away. Then she jerked his ass forward again, taking his cock as deeply as it would go, sobbing with perverse hunger.

She bobbed her lovely face back and forth a few times, sucking hot and hard on his cock. Then she slowed down, sucking from his prick and smacking her lips. She held his ass tightly and whispered to him.

"I'm going to suck you, darling. I have to suck your cock! I need to suck your cock, Ted!"

Again she swallowed her son's cock in her wet mouth and jerked her lips back and forth, her tongue flying in greed. "Ohhhhh, you're so fucking sweet!" she wailed as her tongue flicked the piss-hole. "You're so sucking sweet! Cock-sucking sweet! Your cock is delicious in my mouth, darling! Ooo, I love the way it feels between my lips! So hard and hot… and I want to suck it off!"

"You want me to come in your mouth, Mom?" Ted panted, his naked body shaking with pleasure.

"God, yes!" she squealed.

She swallowed his prick again, pulling at his ass until her lips were pressing into the wiry cockhair. With her lips as tight as she could make them, Joan started sucking on her son's cock like a starved woman. Her tongue was in constant motion, fluttering along the shaft and flicking about his piss-hole. The way his young cock stuffed her mouth was a delight she had never known before. As her face plunged forward, she pulled at his ass. Sounds of intense ecstasy bubbled from her with a wet, muffled sound, her eyes still blazing up at him.

She turned loose of his ass long enough to bring his hands to her cheeks, pressing them there to let him know what she wanted. Again she clutched his tight ass cheeks, squeezing them as she jerked his cock in and out of her scalding wet mouth.

Once Ted understood, she stopped jerking at his ass. He was now fucking her face the way he fucked her cunt. Joan's eyes rolled about in pleasure, thrilled that he fucked her mouth eagerly. Her lips tingled as he beat the base of his cock against them, sending excitement down her naked body to her cunt. Joan pressed her heel tighter yet into her wet pussy as Ted fucked her mouth, her moans an indication of her wild ecstasy. Her cunt seemed to be drawing inward, steaming with impending orgasm. Holding his ass in her palms, she felt as if her mouth was her cunt that somehow her mouth and cunt had switched places. She had never felt this way before.

The sounds of her son's grunts broke through her mesmerized brain, and she felt his prick throbbing against her sucking lips. She focused her eyes on his twisting face. He plunged his cock in and out of her mouth with frantic desperation now, and Joan knew it would not be long before she had a mouthful of come juice.

She dug her fingers into his ass, urging him not to hold back, telling him that she wanted him to come off inside her mouth, to spurt the thick sweetness down her burning throat. Ted, much too involved in his own ecstasy to pull his cock out, fucked in a frenzy, watching his cock plunge into his mother's mouth all the way, his balls banging against her chin.

"I gotta come, Mom!" he yelled. "I just gotta come!"

Joan gurgled and sucked hard, her tongue flying at his cock stabbed into her gripping lips, and at her burning throat.

As the come juice boiled out of his cock, she was gripping him hard. With the hot taste of his sugary-tasting come juice, she jerked at his ass, driving his cock into her throat. She gurgled wetly as the thick come juice spewed into her mouth. Joan gulped in wet delight, her tongue licking hard. Her mouth filled with the creamy sweetness from his balls time and again. She swallowed, making dainty choking sounds. The rumbling explosion of an orgasm seared her cunt, and she moaned around his gushing cock as her eyes closed in ecstasy. Swift squirts came out of his piss-hole, like a never-ending stream. Joan sucked and swallowed hungrily as she came, the fuzzy lips of her cunt contracting against her heel.

Feeling her son's body slowly shake with pleasure, she ran her hands up and down his ass, holding his cock in her mouth after he had stopped coming. She sucked from it slowly, then giggled lewdly as she licked her lips.

"Oh, you taste so fucking good, Ted!" she squealed, grasping his cock and drawing a bubbling bead of frothy come juice to his piss-hole. She flicked it up with her tongue, then kissed his cock.

Getting to her feet, she found she was weak. Leaning her naked ass against the sink, she laughed. "I came so damned hard when you did, Ted." She looked down at his cock. "God, you really come when you come, don't you?"

"You said to cum in your mouth, Mom," he reminded her.

"Hey, I'm not complaining," she laughed huskily, licking her puffy lips. "I'm glad you come so fucking much. I don't think I'll ever get enough of it. Mmmmm, you're one guy who can shoot off in my cock-sucking mouth anytime you want!"

Ted flung his arms around her, hugging his mother tightly as they stood laughing with pleasure.

CHAPTER SEVEN

After lunch, Joan saw Fawn was at the pool, floating on her rubber mattress.

"Why don't we join Fawn, Ted?" she said. "I've got this new bikini I'd love to wear for you."

Ted changed into his trunks, watching his mother wiggle her shapely ass into the tight bikini bottom. The bikini was white, with tiny red hearts on her right hip. The top, almost too small to hold her straining tits, also had tiny hearts, two positioned right on her left nipple. The bottom of her bikini was very small, and if she wasn't careful, curling pussy hair would peek over the top. As it was, the material was quite thin, and the faint shadow of her cunt hair could be seen.

Joan was pleased to see the way her son looked at her. She twitched her ass, taking his hand and leading him from the apartment. They skipped onto the decking of the pool like two happy children.

"Hi, there!" Joan waved to Fawn, who waved back.

Fawn was wearing a bright-red bikini today, and Joan noticed the lovely bulge of the girl's cunt as the float turned lazily in the sparkling water. Glancing at her son, she saw that he noticed it, too.

"Stop staring with your tongue hanging out," she hissed, goosing him in the ass.

Ted yelped and jerked his hips forward, losing his balance and falling into the pool.

"What was that all about?" Fawn asked.

"I goosed him," Joan laughed, sitting in a lawn chair and crossing her legs at the ankles.

"In the ass?"

"Where else do you goose a guy?" Joan countered.

Ted surfaced, blowing water and laughing. "You better keep your hands to yourself, Mom!" he yelled up at her.

"Oh? What are you going to do about it?" Joan retorted playfully. "Goose me back?"

"You never know, do you?" Ted said, swimming to the edge of the pool and sitting there, dangling his feet in the water. "I just might do that."

Fawn looked from one to the other, her blue eyes quizzical. She bent one leg up, but keeping it wide. Joan gazed openly between those slender, golden thighs, remembering what Fawn's cunt tasted like and the tightness of those blonde-haired cunt lips around her tongue.

She was surprised at how easily and quickly she and Fawn had sucked each other. They had licked cunts as if it were the most natural thing for them to do, as if they had been tongue-fucking each other for some time.

Fawn, seeing that Joan was gazing between her legs, made a very slight upward motion of her hips, then licked her tongue about her lips, a slight leering smile on her beautiful face. Joan grinned at the girl, stuck her tongue out, and wiggled it suggestively. Ted watched them, wondering what was going on. Whatever it was, he was pleased at how friendly they were.

For the first time since coming out to the pool, Joan noticed that Fawn's bikini was undone at her rounded hips. Her cunt was covered only by the front flap, and it looked as if a small breeze would blow it away and expose her sugary cunt.

"Is the water cold?" Joan asked, her voice husky with emotion.

"It's perfect, Joan," Fawn replied.

Getting out of the chair, Joan dove in, swimming a few fast lengths, then climbed from the pool. With her back to Ted and Fawn, she used her towel to dry her arms and heard the youngsters giggle. "Something funny?" Joan asked, looking over her shoulder.

"You can see through your bikini," Fawn answered.

Joan twisted to look at her ass. Sure enough, the material had become transparent! For just a moment, she felt her face grow warm with embarrassment, then realized she had nothing to be embarrassed about. She had fucked her son and sucked cunts with Fawn – what did she have to hide?

She wiggled her ass at them, then dropped the towel and, nonchalantly, faced them, one hand at the back of her neck and the other one on her jutting hip. "Take a good look, then," she said.

The dark triangle of her cunt hair stood out boldly, dark behind the white of her bikini. Even her nipples could be seen. Fawn darted her eyes at Ted and saw him grinning from ear to ear, then back at Joan. Understanding came to her, and she laughed softly, a tinkling sound of delight.

"So, that's how it is, huh?"

"Whatever that means," Joan said, sitting down in the chair. "I guess that's how it is." She spread her legs without concern.

"Well, well," Fawn said in a throaty voice. "I can't say I blame you, Joan."

Joan looked at Fawn, daring her to make a nasty remark. But Fawn wasn't going to say anything nasty. She grinned lewdly at Joan, then at Ted. Fawn and Ted both looked between Joan's knees, seeing the shape of her cunt hair through the wet bikini.

"You know there isn't anyone else home in this complex, don't you, Joan?" Fawn said in a husky voice. "No one can see you – us."

Fawn removed her top, her firm titties capped with those succulent pink nipples that stood up to the sun. Ted giggled as he looked at them.

"You sent Ted to me last night," Fawn said, making it a statement. "That's what he told me. You sent him to me for a fuck, right?"

Joan nodded. "That's right. You told me to, Fawn."

"Does he know?" Fawn asked. "About us?"

"Not yet," Joan said. "You can tell him if you want. I don't mind."

"Tell me what?" Ted asked.

"Your mother and I…" Fawn ran her tongue over her lips, "we sort of, you know, kissed each other."

Joan snorted. "What Fawn is trying to say, baby, is we sucked cunts. We tonguefucked each other."

"Really?" Ted asked, delight obvious in his young voice. "You two really sucked each other?"

Fawn realized there was nothing to be shy about now, and laughed gleefully, rubbing her naked tits. "Did we! We sucked each other dry, Ted!"

Joan saw her son's cock bulging in his trunks and that was all she needed to know. The straining of his young cock was enough evidence to her that he was excited about what was happening.

"Anyone want to skinny dip?" Fawn said, lifting her ass on the air mattress and tossing her scarlet bikini bottom into the water. Joan and Ted watched as Fawn split her legs for a brief, teasing moment, then flipped over the side of the mattress, a flash of her white ass showing before she went under the water.

Ted removed his trunks quickly, his cock standing out very hard. Joan sucked in a gasp of pleasure as he dived into the water, watching him dart after the naked Fawn.

As Fawn and Ted surfaced, Fawn yelled, "Come on, don't be a fraidy cat, Joan. Take your bikini off, show us those goodies!"

"You can see all my goodies through this fucking suit!"

Joan laughed, pulling her top off, then standing up to remove the bottom. She posed for a moment at the edge of the pool, letting Fawn and Ted look at her lovely nakedness, then she jumped in feet first.

When Joan came up sputtering, Fawn had Ted pressed up against the pool deck in the shallow end. Her springy tits were rubbing back and forth across Ted's chest, and his eyes glowed with delight. Moving toward them, Joan saw the flashing whiteness of Fawn's ass below the water, her son's hands feeling it. Fawn was moving her ass, twisting and pressing it against Ted.

Now beside them, Joan grinned at her son, shoving her hand between the two naked bodies. She gripped her son's cock tightly as Fawn pressed her stomach against it. "Now you're what I would call a happy boy."

"Gosh, Mom," Ted laughed in delight. "I think this skinny dipping is great."

"You would," she snorted, tugging at his balls hard enough to bring a yelp from him. "Horny shit."

"Mmmm, he can be as horny as he likes with me," Fawn mewled huskily, parting her legs as Joan pressed Ted's cock between them. "Anytime you're horny, honey, you know where to find me."

Joan squeezed Fawn's pretty naked ass when the girl slipped her hot thighs back and forth. Running her hand down over the shapely cheeks of Fawn's ass, Joan felt the head of her son's cock pressing through. Erotic pleasure shot through Joan, and her other hand lifted to close about a beautifully shaped tit.

"Ohhh, God!" Joan moaned, squeezing Fawn's tit and trying to cup the head of her son's cock as it came through those sleek thighs. "Ohhhh, this is nice!"

Joan pressed her bushy cunt against Fawn's hip, rubbing back and forth. Ted, holding one of Fawn's tits, slipped his other hand to his mother's. Fawn watched the small hand caress and fondle Joan's tit, his fingers twisting her hard nipple. Her hand moved off Ted's shoulder, rushed down under the water, and stroked Joan's bubbling cunt.

Fawn giggled, pulling from them and climbing up to sit on the pool deck, her feet dangling in the water. She spread her knees wide, balanced there precariously on her sweet ass. Her blonde-haired cunt gleamed in the hot sunlight, her clitoris visibly throbbing. The blonde cunt hair made an erotic enhancement of her sugary pink cunt.

"Eat me, Ted," she murmured in a hot voice. "Eat my pussy, honey!"

Joan looked at her son, then up at the passion-laden eyes of Fawn. A beautiful girl, Fawn was totally wanton in her desires, and gave in to them eagerly. Ted was gazing between Fawn's slim thighs, already licking at his lips.

"If you don't suck that hot cunt," Joan said to her son, "then I'm going to."

Ted glanced at his mother, then moved between Fawn's spreading knees. Joan sucked in a breath of delight as she watched his lips kissing the smoothness of Fawn's thighs, working his young face upward. His tongue came out and licked at the sensitive inner flesh, making Fawn squeal happily.

Joan, standing at her son's side, leaned over and ran her tongue about Fawn's thigh, too. She ran her hand along the girl's thigh, caressing it as her lips kissed the girl's hip.

Joan watched, her eyes becoming glassy when her son flicked his tongue about Fawn's inflamed clitoris. Fawn cooed softly and leaned back, facing the sun with an ecstatic smile on her young, beautiful face. Running her hand past Fawn's ass from below, her other hand scooting through the silken cunt hair, Joan parted the wet lips of the fiery cunt. Ted looked upon the sweetness for a moment, then opened his mouth and pressed it against Fawn's cunt. Fawn squealed, her body trembling as she arched her hips up, grinding her hairy pussy into Ted's mouth.

Joan watched her son's lips being surrounded by the blonde fuzz, hearing the soft, wet sucking sounds he made. The hand under Fawn's ass moved downward quickly, grasping her son's cock and pumping hard on it.

"Oh, eat her, Ted!" Joan moaned with passion. "Eat her cunt, baby! Suck her sweet pussy! Shove your tongue up her hot cunt and fuck it!"

With her mind reeling with wanton desire, Joan dipped below the water, holding her breath. She closed her lips about her son's cock, sucking on it hard and fast. When she had to breathe again, she surfaced, running her tongue about Fawn's shaking stomach, as if trying to taste the succulent cunt, too. Ted had pulled back a bit, and she saw his tongue licking those puffy, juicy lips hungrily. Joan lifted her body to the deck of the pool, leaning over and drawing one of Fawn's creamy nipples into her mouth, sucking at it.

Ted, licking around Fawn's pussy, shoved his hand over his mother's shapely ass, running his fingers into the crack, brushing them over her asshole and between her legs. He probed his mother's cunt with two fingers. Joan wiggled her ass for him, then slipped back into the water. She jerked on his throbbing cock some more, watching him suck Fawn's cunt. Once more she ducked beneath the surface and pulled his cock into her hungry mouth. Sucking hard, she twisted his young balls. It was difficult to suck cock under water. She couldn't breathe at all, and had to surface more often than she liked.

"Oh, that looks good, Ted," she mewled. "Seeing your face buried in Fawn's cunt! Suck her good, honey! Tongue-fuck her tight, hot cunt!" Joan was beating as hard as she could on her son's cock. "Let me!" she said suddenly. "Let me have a taste of her cunt, baby! Let mother suck Fawn's pussy!"

Ted pulled back, his cheeks wet with the boiling juices of Fawn's cunt. Quickly, Joan kissed her son's wet lips, then thrust her tongue into Fawn's cunt hard and deep, fucking it in and out rapidly. She kept beating on Ted's cock. She felt Ted nudge her shoulder, and moved her face. Ted immediately shoved his mouth into Fawn's pussy again, licking and sucking greedily, one of his hands clutching Fawn's tit.

Fawn churned her naked hips about, grinding her cunt into Ted's mouth vigorously, whimpering her ecstasy loudly. "Oooo, suck me, suck me!" she wailed. "Tongue my hot cunt, Ted! Ahh, your tongue feels like a cock… fucking me! Eat my wet cunt, suck my pussy, lick my fucking hot cunt!"

Joan pressed her face downward, licking her tongue about her son's cheek, trying to reach his open lips as they sucked and pressed into Fawn's sugar-sweet cunt. Her fist squeezed and jerked at his prick in short strokes. Now and then, as her son sucked, Joan found the tip of her tongue could run about a puffy lip, too. When her son dipped his head lower, stabbing his tongue into the fiery, wet, tightness, Joan managed to lick Fawn's distended clitoris. To an observer, it would appear that mother and son were fighting each other to suck Fawn's boiling pussy. In fact, Joan was not interfering at all with him. Joan's tongue licked about the swirl of blonde cunt hair, streaking up to lap at Fawn's dimpled belly button, then over her hip and down her smooth thigh. While jacking on her son's cock, she was fondling and squeezing one of Fawn's saucy ass cheeks, scraping her fingers into the crack to rub hotly at the pucker of Fawn's asshole.

Again Joan went under water, gulping her son's cock deep into her mouth. With her eyes open, she gazed up to look at the fuzzy outline of Fawn's sweet ass. She sucked strongly on Ted's prick, her tongue swirling wetly. The swollen head was hot and smooth, and Joan tried to pull it into her throat. Her lungs were bursting for air again, and reluctantly she released his cock and went to the surface again. Hauling in a deep breath of air, Joan ducked back down, this time with her face at her son's ass. She licked the cheeks of his ass and darted her tongue into the crack, pulling at his balls and pumping on his cock. The tip of her tongue probed Ted's tight little asshole, and as she tried to penetrate him up the ass with her tongue, but she found herself out of air once more.

She came up to hear the squeals of Fawn. Fawn was gurgling with ecstasy, twisting her cunt into Ted's mouth, humping up and down as if she were fucking him, fucking his face. Fawn was now holding Ted's head, pulling his mouth tight into her cunt. Ted was licking and sucking wetly, slurping at Fawn's steamy pussy hungrily.

With her own cunt twitching in voyeuristic pleasure, Joan dipped again. Once more she shoved her face against her son's ass, and this time she darted the tip upon his asshole hard, penetrating the hot tightness. She felt Ted clamp his asshole as her tongue entered, but it was too late. Holding his hips as she squatted underneath the water, Joan darted her tongue back and forth, tongue-fucking her son up his asshole. She could imagine his grunts and groans of surprise when her tongue shoved up his ass.

She clawed his cheeks apart, trying to press her tongue in deep. She was thrilled to feel his asshole gripping at her tongue, tightening and loosening around it. Ted seemed to be relaxing his asshole when she shoved it into him. Apparently he had decided he liked this and arched his ass into his mother's face.

Joan plunged her tongue far up his hot asshole, again taking his cock in a fist and jerking it vigorously beneath the water. She could feel his cock throbbing, the hardness more pronounced than before. She knew he was getting ready to come.

She surfaced again.

"Ohhh, Ted, Ted!" she heard Fawn wailing. "You're going to make me come! Ohhh, baby, suck it hard! Ahhh, ram your fucking tongue in me! Suck my cunt… I'm about to come!"

As much as Joan wanted to watch Fawn's lovely body while Ted brought her cunt to an explosive orgasm, she wanted to make him come more. Sucking in more air, she went below the water again and drew his throbbing hard-on into her mouth. She began to suck in a frenzy, wanting to feel his come juice bursting into her mouth before she needed more air. She clutched at the cheeks of his ass, jerking his cock in and out of her mouth. She felt Fawn's feet resting on her shoulders, and even that excited Joan. She was starting to need air badly, but kept sucking frantically at her son's cock.

As she bobbed and darted her mouth onto his prick, she felt a wild, burning kind of orgasm about to shatter her bubbling pussy. Joan was aware that she made a noise when she came, often screaming her ecstasy. She tried to prevent her cunt from coming, sucking furiously on her son's cock, wanting him to gush his come juice into her mouth before her own orgasm burst.

Ted rammed his cock hard into his mother's mouth, and she felt his prick pulse. A sweet squirt of come juice splashed about her tongue, and Joan's mind reeled in delight. She caught one more spurt of come juice, and her lungs were on fire. Unable to stay under water any longer, she pulled her come-filled mouth from his cock, and watched two gushing streams of come juice boil from his piss-hole into the water before she shoved herself swiftly to the surface.

Swallowing her son's come juice, she was just in time to see Fawn bucking her hips up and down, grinding her cunt into Ted's face, yelling out her orgasmic ecstasy.

Joan began to whip her hand between her thighs, a finger darting in and out of her cunt, then up to smash her clitoris. She yelped as she made herself come, her eyes becoming dazed in her delight as she watched her son tongue-fuck Fawn to that shattering climax.

"Ohhh, you're good, Ted!" Fawn mewled when he pulled his smeared face from between her thighs. "I know men three times your age who can't suck cunt as well as you do."

"I wouldn't know," Joan said with a frown. "He's never sucked my pussy."

"Yet," Fawn giggled.

"That's what I mean, he hasn't sucked my cunt – yet," Joan laughed. "But that's going to be corrected very soon."

Ted stroked his hand between his mother's thighs under the water, rubbing at her gently pulsating cunt with his palm, grinning at her.

"The quicker the better," he replied.

"I learned one thing," Joan said. "It's damned hard to suck a cock under water."

"I can imagine," Fawn laughed, the sound low and throaty. "But I'm going to give that a try myself. It sounds like a lot of fun to me."

"It is," Ted giggled.

"Of course you'd think so," Joan said, stroking his wet cheek. "It's your cock getting sucked."

CHAPTER EIGHT

"Did you enjoy the day, darling?" Joan asked Ted.

He was rubbing at his eyes, his young face sleepy. He nodded at his mother, smiling widely.

"Fawn is really something, isn't she?" Joan said, feeling the need to talk. "I've never known anyone as ready to fuck as she is, man or woman." She paused, then giggled. "Except you and me, that is."

Ted sat at the end of the couch, his feet up on the cushions, facing his mother. Joan turned toward him, drawing her knees up and pulling her skirt over her thighs. Ted gazed at the crotch of her panties, seeing the bulge her cunt made inside the tight band. He was sitting in his shorts, showered and ready for bed. His hair was still damp, his eyes looking very sleepy.

Joan, however, was wide awake, still excited over what she and Ted had done at the pool with Fawn. It had been excitingly dangerous there in the open. Anyone could have come upon them. She laughed silently, thinking of the shock they would have had. Seeing three people, all naked, in the pool, sucking cunt and cock. It was an experience she wouldn't mind repeating, she told herself. The very idea of being watched with her son's cock either in her cunt or her mouth sent shivers of sweet pleasure through her flesh.

She and Ted still peeked on people with his telescopes at night, but nothing much changed. Fawn knew that Ted had been watching her for some time. "That's the reason I've never closed my curtains," she had laughed.

The tenant across the way, with his next-door neighbor, wasn't much fun to watch since they seldom varied the things they did, usually fucking only with the woman on the bottom. The janitor who had been jacking off on the desk top wasn't seen anymore. He had either quit his job or been caught at what he was doing. Even Fawn wasn't all that exciting to watch since they were fucking with her.

Joan needed more excitement, she knew. She needed something even more perverse than fucking and sucking at the pool in the hot sunlight, with discovery possible at any second. She wasn't sure what she wanted, needed, yet Joan knew her body and her cunt were craving more stimulation. At first she thought it had begun with Fawn, watching the way the beautiful young girl teased her son, but Joan knew now that it had been inside her all the time, waiting to be released. If it had not been there, surely she would have not sucked Fawn's cunt so readily.

She watched her son gazing sleepily at her crotch. He may be sleepy, she thought, but he was still interested in what she was showing him. His cock looked almost hard inside his shorts. She ran her tongue over her lips and shoved a hand along the back of her thigh, starting to tease her pussy with a fingertip. Pressing a finger under her panties, she rubbed up and down the slit, her eyes half-closed. She was not in the least bit sleepy and she knew she could finger-fuck herself, but that was not nearly as satisfactory as having her son fuck her – or sucking his cock or licking Fawn's cunt.

If only Ted wasn't so sleepy! She gazed at the front of his shorts, her eyes burning there. Perhaps if he pulled his cock from his shorts so she could see it, she could finger-fuck herself to a nice orgasm. The outline of his lovely prick was stimulating, but not as much as she wanted. Ted wouldn't object if she sucked on his cock, sleepy as he was. Still it was his cooperation that made it good, too. The idea of sucking her son's cock as he lay still wasn't appealing. She liked it when he thrashed about, humping into her mouth as her tongue swirled wetly. His enthusiasm was all part of it.

She swung her legs over the edge of the couch and stood up. Walking to the window, she saw Fawn had a light on in her living room. The girl was still awake, maybe as wide awake as Joan was. She thought of calling Fawn and, asking her to come up, but she didn't want to disturb the girl if she was getting ready for bed. Gazing into the night, she lifted her dress in back, caressing her ass through her flimsy panties, knowing her son was watching her even if he was about to go to sleep. She flexed the cheeks of her ass as she fondled them, stroking the backs of her long, smooth thighs. Looking over her shoulder at her son, she saw his cock was still the same, but he was gazing at her thighs and pantied ass.

"Poor baby," she whispered. "Today was too much for you, wasn't it? All that swimming and sucking had exhausted you."

Ted nodded, rubbing his eyes again. Letting her dress fall back down over her ass, she went to him and pulled him to his feet. "Come on, you're going to bed before you fall over."

"I gotta piss, Mom," he mumbled.

There was an instant reaction inside Joan's body. A powerful jolt seemed to ripple through her and to her cunt. Holding both his hands, facing him, her eyes turned hot, smoldering as the thought burned inside her mind. She remembered what had happened to her when she had licked the drops of piss from his cock.

"Come on," she said breathlessly, leading him to the bathroom.

As Ted stood near the toilet, Joan sank to her knees at his side, pulling his shorts down to his knees. She held his cock at the base, aiming it into the toilet, her eyes blazing as she waited to see him piss. She licked at his hip, her eyes remaining on his cock.

"Go ahead and piss, darling," she murmured throatily. "Let me see you piss."

Ted shoved his hips forward, one hand on top of his mother's head. The stream spurted from his piss-hole, splashing into the water. Joan mewled softly as she watched, holding his cock with a thumb and forefinger. Unable to resist him now, she darted her tongue out, licking it along the shaft of his cock as he pissed. She probed the head of his cock with her tongue, almost pushing it into the stream.

Again she licked her tongue along his prick, then moved it slowly on the top of his cockhead, a fraction of an inch from the stream. Her cunt started boiling and she felt as if she might come.

Her hot tongue ran back and forth along the shaft of his cock, getting very close to tasting the piss with the tip.

Then Joan knew what she wanted, what that extra stimulation was she had needed. She turned her son toward her face, and he stopped pissing.

"Oh, don't stop!" she moaned. "Piss, baby! Don't stop. Keeping pissing!"

The warm, golden piss came out and splashed along the front of her blouse, soaking it. Joan turned his cock, making him piss upon her nipples. Her eyes glazed as a beautiful feeling flowed through her body. She lifted his cock, feeling the piss splatter along her neck, and finally against her lips. She moaned with unexpected ecstasy.

Slowly, she let her lips open slightly. Piss came through them and crashed against her teeth. The sensation searing her cunt grew stronger than ever. Feeling his piss splash against the tip of her tongue caused Joan's mind to erupt with perverse, erotic pleasure. She shoved her tongue farther into the stream, tasting his piss, and with a groan, opened her mouth wide, lifting his cock so he was pissing directly into her mouth. It filled her mouth and flowed over her lips and tongue. Her clitoris burned as if someone had put a flame to it.

She swallowed.

"Oh, God!" she wailed, and closed her lips about the head of her son's cock, letting him piss down her gulping throat. Joan sucked and swallowed greedily as he pissed, her cunt boiling over into a wild orgasm.

Ted was no longer sleepy. He was staring down at his mother with excited eyes. She had her lips over his piss-hole and was drinking his piss. He placed both his hands on top of her head, trying to work his cock deeper as he kept pissing. But Joan wouldn't let him. She wanted to hold only the head of his cock with her lips, tasting his piss spewing over her tongue and down her gulping throat.

Joan was coming as she'd never came before. Her cunt was convulsing tightly, her clitoris pulsating hard enough to actually make her body shake. Her eyes closed in rapture as her lips held the head of his cock just past his piss hole, the warm taste of her son's piss flowing into her mouth and down her throat. She held his cock with her forefinger and thumb, her other hand stroking his balls lightly, her ass twisting as her orgasms increased with power. She was moaning in blissful orgasm, one after the other.

She moved her lips only when he'd finished, running her tongue over them and smiling in ecstasy up at her surprised son. She caressed the tip of his cock back and forth on her lips, then patted his ass.

"Take your shorts off and climb into bed, baby. You're out on your feet."

Ted's eyes had turned sleepy again and she watched him stumble into her bedroom.

Joan went back to the living room, enjoying the feel of her piss-wet blouse clinging to her tits, her face glistening with it. She walked around, rubbing her hands about her titties, the wetness exciting to her. She gazed down at Fawn's still-lighted living room, wishing her curtains were still open.

Then a knock on the door startled her. It was after ten at night, and she wasn't expecting anyone.

"I was just thinking about you," Joan smiled happily as she took Fawn's hand and pulled her into the room. "You're what I need right now, I think."

"Strange coincidence," Fawn said. "I was down there thinking about you and Ted. When I saw your light still on, I knew you'd be up."

"Ted's in bed," Joan said. "I think we exhausted him today."

Fawn laughed. "You must be taking extra good care of him then," she said. "We didn't do all that much."

She eyed Joan's soaking blouse and a sly grin spread over her face. She leaned toward Joan and licked her tongue about Joan's chin. "Ah-ha! I know what that is, honey."

"If you know that, then you're not a stranger to it," Joan said, leering at the beautiful young girl.

"I'm not a stranger to very much," Fawn admitted, and licked Joan's lips. "It seems we're more like each other all the time, I'd say."

Fawn wore a robe, belted at the waist. Joan untied it and smiled when she saw the girl was naked beneath it. "Mmmmmmmm, nice," she murmured.

"And going to get nicer," Fawn whispered. Holding Joan's hands, Fawn dipped her head and began to suck on one of Joan's nipples through her piss-wet blouse. "Much, much nicer."

Joan was elated. She had nothing to be ashamed of because she'd loved it when her son had pissed into her mouth. Fawn, too, it seemed, was turned on by piss. She cupped Fawn's naked, sweet and shapely tits while the girl sucked from nipple to nipple, tasting Ted's piss on her blouse. Squeezing Fawn's tits, Joan felt her cunt start boiling again, as hot as before.

"Let me," she whispered.

Fawn lifted her head, her lips wet. Joan kissed them, running her tongue back and forth and tasting the piss on them. She removed Fawn's robe, letting it fall to the floor. Cupping the tight, shapely ass in her palms, Joan thrust her tongue into Fawn's mouth. She moaned softly as Fawn sucked it, her eager hands on Joan's ass now, lifting her skirt to her waist.

But Joan wanted her mouth against Fawn's sugary cunt.

She went to her knees, holding Fawn by the naked ass and burying her face into the blonde bush. She stroked her tongue about Fawn's inflamed clitoris, sucking it with her lips as the girl spread her slender legs wide, stepping forward to straddle Joan's face.

"Oooo, suck my cunt, Joan!" Fawn whimpered, grinding her pussy upon Joan's lips, bumping back and forth. "Suck me, suck me! Ahhhh, lick my pussy! I had to come here for this… I got so hot, all alone down there! Mmmmm, suck me… fuck me with your tongue, Joan!"

Joan, with her face pressed into Fawn's cunt, leaned back. Fawn followed her until Joan was on her back and she was squatting above her face, looking down at Joan with glowing eyes.

With one hand cupping Fawn's ass, Joan was whipping her other hand between her thighs, rubbing at her pulsating cunt swiftly, her hips twisting. She thrust her tongue deep into Fawn's seeping cunt, lapping the fiery juices hungrily, the blonde hair covering her mouth.

With a hot moan, Joan slipped her tongue from Fawn's cunt and darted it back towards Fawn's ass. She drew it across Fawn's asshole, bringing a squeal of delight from the squatting, trembling girl. Joan flicked her tongue about Fawn's flexing asshole then drew it back to the succulent cunt, delving deeply. Again she licked the fiery asshole, exerting more pressure. Fawn gurgled as Joan's tongue penetrated her tight ass.

"Let me suck, too!" Fawn groaned. "I've got to get my mouth on something hot and hairy, too, honey!"

Fawn twisted about, facing Joan's feet, and the women rolled onto their sides. Fawn clawed and tore at Joan's panties, shoving her skirt about her waist. When she laid her head on one of Joan's hot thighs, her face buried into Joan's cunt, Joan gave a moan and wrapped her arms about Fawn's hips, smashing her mouth back to that blondehaired, sugary cunt. She pulled at the tight, swelling cheeks of Fawn's ass, pressing her nose upon the small asshole, her tongue thrusting in and out of the hair-lined cunt swiftly.

Both women moaned in hot passion, their slurping tongues moist as they flew about each other's cunt. Being of the same mind, when Joan lapped her tongue about Fawn's asshole, Fawn would do the same with hers. When Joan penetrated Fawn's asshole and fucked it with her tongue, Fawn tongue-fucked Joan in the asshole. Their tongues darted from cunt to asshole, breathing hotly against smooth, delicious thigh flesh and ass cheeks.

Joan licked about the steamy inner cheeks of Fawn's ass, circling her sweet asshole and squeezing the smooth cheeks against her face, darting her tongue into the slippery pussy and then racing it back to Fawn's asshole. She twisted her cunt hard into Fawn's mouth, whimpering softly. The way Fawn's tongue took turns fucking her cunt and asshole was creating an enormous lust in Joan, her pussy throbbing with impending orgasm. The way Fawn's tight cunt sucked and squeezed her tongue, she knew Fawn was close to coming off, too.

When Fawn started to come, Joan was tongue-fucking her in the ass and Fawn was sucking frantically at Joan's cunt. As the spasms came, Joan pulled her tongue out of Fawn's asshole and began to plunge it in and out of her dripping cunt in a frenzy. They banged their cunts into each other's mouth, both shaking with the force of orgasm.

Tiredly, they pulled apart. Joan sprawled on her back as Fawn remained on her side, caressing Joan's thighs, gently kissing them.

"God, we're good with each other," Joan whispered.

"I know," Fawn said. "I think we were drawn to each other from the beginning."

"But I still love a hard cock," Joan said.

"Mmmm, so do I," Fawn said, running her tongue along the inside of Joan's thigh. "Especially Ted's cock. That boy was the most delicious cock ever!"

The shadow of an idea was starting to form inside Joan's mind, but it was only a gleam at the moment. She turned back onto her side, kissing Fawn's thigh near her cunt. She swirled her tongue through the silky blonde cunt hair and sat up. She stroked Fawn's tits and kissed them.

"I wonder if he could handle both of us all the time," Joan murmured.

"Have you got some ideas, Joan?"

"I'm not sure yet," she said. "I've got to think about it a bit more."

"Whatever it is," Fawn said, "it's going to be a good one, I'd bet."

"I'll let you know once it's formed," Joan replied.

Needing to make one more test of Fawn first, she threw her leg over Fawn's face as the girl rolled onto her back. Then Joan pulled her knees under her body and leaned forward, kissing at the wet, blonde-haired cunt. She lowered her open pussy into Fawn's face, and as the girl opened her lips and thrust her tongue about her clitoris, Joan spurted a drop of piss into Fawn's mouth.

She heard Fawn squeal and then Fawn was clutching at Joan's ass cheeks, bringing her cunt down tight into her mouth, her lips wide around Joan's pussy. Joan squirted another drop of piss, letting it come out longer this time.

Fawn pulled her mouth away, saying in a thick, passion-filled voice, "Do it, Joan! Piss… piss in my mouth!"

A shudder of excitement went through Joan, and she began to piss quickly. As her piss flowed, she felt Fawn pressing her open mouth tightly into her cunt. She could hear the girl gulping and feel her tongue licking about her cunt lips. A shiver flowed through Joan's body, her eyes gazing into the girl's sugary pink cunt.

"Oooo, Fawn, Fawn," she moaned. "You, too! Please, Fawn, let me see you piss!"

A squeal of ecstasy bubbled from Joan when the golden stream began to spurt from Fawn's cunt. Joan shoved her face into it, moaning with pleasure. She opened her mouth and took the piss into it. While she kept pissing into Fawn's thirsty mouth, Joan smeared her face and lips into that blonde-haired, pissing cunt. She wrapped her hands about Fawn's uplifted hips, clutching her sweet ass, drawing her face up to watch the streaming piss spurt from those blonde-haired cunt lips, then she pressed her mouth down, gulping and swallowing as eagerly as Fawn was.

Holding each other tightly by the ass cheeks, Fawn and Joan sucked cunts, drinking each other's piss from those hairy pussies with mindless, perverse ecstasy.

CHAPTER NINE

Ted stood at the entrance of the hall, rubbing his balls with one hand and his eyes with the other. He was not surprised by what he saw.

His mother was sleeping on the floor, curled up next to Fawn. Both were naked. It was midmorning, and he felt great after his long night's sleep. He moved into the living room and looked down at them. His mother was on her side, her creamy ass jutting back against Fawn's rounded hip. Joan had one leg drawn up, the other straight out. The hair around her cunt was revealed, and she was cupping one of her firm tits in the palm of her hand.

Fawn was sprawled on her back, one arm above her head and the other flung to one side. Her flawless titties stood up in firm roundness, tipped by pink nipples. Her chest was rising and falling evenly. Her flat stomach, with the dimple of her belly button, aroused Ted and his cock started expanding. The becoming triangle of her cunt hair looked like gleaming gold in the shaft of sunlight coming through the window. Her long, slim legs were parted, and the pink puffiness of her tight cunt sent a throb of desire about Ted's balls and lifted his cock to complete hardness.

Each woman was enticing to Ted in a different way. Both were beautiful, both had a fantastic body, both were amazing fucks, and each enjoyed sucking on his cock with vigorous enthusiasm. What more could a young boy want in the whole world? he thought. Most boys his age were still jacking off out behind the barn, but he had his choice of two really great cunts – Fawn and his mother.

Looking down at them, Ted began to pump his fist slowly back and forth on his cock. It was like waking up to live centerfolds, he thought with increasing excitement. His mother and Fawn were lovely enough to grace any magazine. In fact, both of them appeared even more beautiful to him than those unavailable centerfolds.

He scratched his balls again.

There would be no problem if he dropped down there and shoved his cock into either of those cunts. Both cunts were hot and always very wet, he knew. Neither his mother nor Fawn would complain if he fucked one – or both – of them right now.

His mother's clothing and Fawn's robe were scattered about the living room, and he knew he had missed out on some damned exciting activity the night before. Taking a lingering look at them, Ted turned and went into the bathroom. He showered and scrubbed his teeth, then pulled on a pair of jockey shorts and returned to gaze at the women once again. Finally he went to the kitchen and began making breakfast, eager to surprise them. He prepared coffee as he'd seen his mother do, then started frying bacon and eggs and put bread in the toaster. He set the table with china and silverware, making sure his mother's favorite jelly was there – strawberry.

When everything was ready, he started back to wake them up.

Fawn was struggling to sit already, looking at Ted as if she were disoriented for a moment. Looking down at Joan, she grinned. "My God, we fell asleep right on the fucking floor!"

Fawn moved her hand along Joan's side.

"Come on, wake up, sleepy head," she said softly. "Time to get up." She looked up at Ted. "Is that bacon and eggs I smell?"

He nodded proudly.

"You're a handy kid to have around, aren't you?" Fawn said, pleased.

"Who's handy?" Joan said, mumbling as she woke up.

Turning onto her back, she saw her son standing there in his jockey shorts, smiling at them. She grinned and stretched, arching her hips up. She held her arms out to her son, who dropped down and sprawled across his mother. Fawn sat and watched them hugging happily, grinning with pleasure. Finally she slapped Ted on his ass.

"Come on," she said. "None of that shit until after breakfast. Hey, you two! Those eggs are going to get cold… come and let's eat!"

"Oh, I suppose we better," Joan pouted, shoving her son off her. "But as much as I enjoy bacon and eggs in the morning, I can think of something much better to eat right now."

Fawn laughed. "That's because you're a cock-sucker, like me."

"Cunt-licker?" Ted offered, giggling.

"Yes, that, too," Joan replied, getting to her feet. "Do we have time to clean up a little, honey?"

"Sure, Mom," Ted said. "I can keep everything nice and warm."

His mother glanced at the outline of his cock inside his tight shorts. "Including that cock?"

Ted nodded. "You bet!"

Fawn, now standing, leaned behind Ted and pulled the shorts into the crack of his ass, making sure his cheeks showed. With a soft mewl, she kissed his ass quickly. "Now you look wonderful, Ted. Leave them that way, please."

They devoured the breakfast hungrily. While Joan and Fawn had coffee, Ted cleared the table. Joan and Fawn stared at his naked ass cheeks, his shorts still pulled into the crack. Joan realized that her son did, indeed, look very good that way. Seeing him so unconcerned and uninhibited caused her cunt to bubble with heat. She glanced at Fawn, and saw that the young girl, too, was experiencing a growing desire. Already Fawn's nipples were standing out and pointing almost to the ceiling. Ted's cock was straining inside those white shorts, too. It was elongated, arching upward, beautifully outlined his balls making a mouth-watering bulge below.

"Are we thinking the same thing, Fawn?" Joan asked, her voice becoming husky.

"I would say so, Joan."

Ted turned at the sink, his cock standing firmly against his shorts. He grinned at them, knowing very well what they were talking about. To tease them he tossed his hips forward.

"Why, he thinks his cock is indestructible!" Joan laughed.

"It damn near is," Fawn replied.

"Let's do something about it, Fawn," Joan murmured, running her hand between her inner thighs to rub her now burning cunt. "Let's take him on."

"Let's!" Fawn exclaimed.

"I won't fight, I promise," Ted laughed eagerly.

"You'd be a fool if you did," Fawn told him as she and Joan went to him.

They hugged his excited body between them. Feeling their tits rubbing at his flesh and two hairy cunts at his hips, sent Ted's cock into a roaring hardness. He wrapped his arms about them, fondling each rounded, smooth ass when they began kissing about his face. He opened his mouth wide and felt them both press their wet tongues into his mouth. The sensation of having two tongues into his mouth. The sensation of having two tongues in his mouth sent excitement racing about his young body. Hands shoved his shorts down and one of them was playing with his balls while the other caressed his cock. Each woman had a handful of his ass, too.

"Front or back?" Joan asked Fawn in a throaty voice.

"Either," Fawn replied, her voice equally husky. "It makes no difference to me."

"What are you two talking about?" Ted wanted to know.

"Oh, hush up and enjoy this," his mother murmured, licking her tongue across his lips. "This morning is all for you, honey."

Ted's foot was placed on a kitchen chair, his other on the floor. They shoved his knee wide, and Fawn dropped to her knees in front of him, her tongue flicking against his thigh like liquid heat. His mother dropped behind him, and Ted trembled when he felt her wet, hot lips sucking at the cheeks of his ass.

Joan clutched her son's hips, drawing his ass backwards, her tongue fluttering up and down the crack of his ass, licking at his cheeks and delving between them. Looking down, he watched Fawn's wicked tongue moving along his thigh toward his balls. A ripple of pleasure shot through him when Fawn bounced his balls with her tongue, her blue eyes boiling up at him as she squeezed his cock in her hot hand. The tip of Fawn's tongue darted from her moist lips, licking up the seeping juices on his piss hole, then her hot mouth engulfed his cock.

Ted placed his hand on Fawn's head, more to steady himself than anything else. Fawn, holding the head of his cock with her lips, traced a fiery pattern about the sensitive head, flapping against his piss hole. Behind him, his mother was spreading the cheeks of his ass, her tongue running about the hot inner surfaces. He was feeling much too good to speak, but his breath was coming out in ecstatic gasps.

He gritted his teeth as Fawn slowly sucked his throbbing cock into her mouth, her hot lips sliding along the shaft in almost excruciating, teasing wetness, her eyes still sparkling with steamy pleasure up at him. Fawn's mouth was as hot and wet and tight as his mother's, drawing on his cock with her tongue and cheeks and lips. He groaned when he felt the tip of his mother's tongue probing at his tight asshole, wet and hot enough to scorch his flesh. Fawn had every inch of his cock inside her mouth now, and he could feel her throat working about his head of it, her tongue pressing it against the roof of her mouth.

Behind him, Joan was clutching her son's hips and pressing her mouth into his asshole, her tongue licking and fluttering against the tightly puckered hole. She was moaning softly in her perverse pleasure, her breath hot on his ass. Joan, tasting the ring of her son's asshole, felt her cunt pulsating in that delicious wet heat. She could hear the hungry sounds Fawn made as she sucked on Ted's cock, the sounds exciting her as much as what they were doing to and for him. She fluttered the tip of her hot tongue about his asshole, pressing it against the resisting tightness, her lips closed about it and sucking at the same time. Ted was arching his ass into his mother's face, but not so far that Fawn would have any problem sucking his cock.

Fawn shoved her hands between Ted's legs and pulled at the cheeks of his ass, holding them spread for Joan. At the same time, Joan had shoved one hand underneath to fondle and twist tenderly on her son's balls while Fawn sucked his cock. Fawn's lips glided back and forth, her tongue in a constant, wet and hot, action. Her chin brushed Joan's fingers when she went forward, and as she held Ted's cock deep inside her burning, hungry mouth, Joan rubbed his balls about her chin.

As good as their mouths and tongues felt, Ted realized he would fall if they had not been pressing their faces against him this way. As it was, they were practically holding him up between them.

Fawn began twisting her lips as she sucked back on his cock, then gulping him into her mouth again. The wet heat of her mouth created beautiful ecstasy on his prick and in his balls. She made moist sounds as she sucked, moist and greedy sounds. Behind, his mother was straining to shove her tongue into his asshole. When her tongue penetrated his asshole, Ted almost came into Fawn's mouth.

A grunt of pleasure exploded from his mouth.

Joan thrust her tongue deep into her son's gripping asshole, then, with her lips closed hotly around it, she began to fuck him this way, her hand pulling at his balls. Below, Fawn kept holding the cheeks of his ass wide for Joan, her lips starting to suck faster and with more heat. He began to shake, both hands on top of Fawn's head. The sensations of his mother's tongue fucking into his asshole and Fawn sucking so hotly on his cock was almost too much for Ted. The whole expanse of his crotch, from his cock to his asshole, seemed to have been set on fire but with such a delicious fire.

"Suck me!" he groaned. "Oh, suck my cock, Fawn! Oh, you're gonna get a fucking mouthful! Mom… Mom, don't stop! Your tongue is so fucking good in my ass! Eat my asshole, Mom!"

The rumbling of his discharge boiled about inside his tightening balls, and his hips jerked to-and-fro. How his mother kept tongue-fucking him up the ass and Fawn retained her hungry lip grip on his cock, Ted didn't know. His hips jerked between them, his cock delving into Fawn's burning throat, then his ass pressing into his mother's face.

Fawn's tongue and mouth sucked with a fiery greed and his mother's tongue seemed to penetrate his asshole to his stomach. It was something Ted had never felt before, but the sensations were so exquisite, he hoped they would do this again, and often.

His cock was about to burst, to send stream after stream of cum juice bubbling into Fawn's mouth. He was gritting his teeth and his eyes seemed vacant. Fawn drew powerfully on his cock, and his mother rammed her tongue in and out of his asshole. He was shaking from head to toe with ecstasy.

Both Fawn and Joan knew Ted was about to come, and they went at him with vigorous movements. Joan sucked at the ring of her son's asshole while her tongue fucked in and out, clutching his balls in a hot hand. Fawn, feeling his cock throb and increase in size, gobbled him in a frenzy, her fingers squeezing the cheeks of his ass, keeping them wide for Joan's mouth. Ted began to groan, the sound rising and failing. He gave an ecstatic yelp when the come juice roared out of his balls and up his hard cock.

The come juice spurted from his piss-hole, flooding Fawn's mouth, making her choke. Moaning with hunger, Fawn sucked as hard as she possibly could, her throat burning with the sweetness boiling up from his precious balls. The convulsions that tore through Ted's body caused his asshole to squeeze around his mother's tongue, and Joan had a bit of a problem in fucking his ass with it. Fawn made wet gulping sounds as she swallowed the thick, delicious come juice, her tongue running about his cock furiously, her lips as tight as possible halfway down his prick.

Joan stabbed her tongue swiftly into her son's gripping asshole, feeling a little jealous that Fawn was getting his cum juice. Her own cunt erupted shortly after Ted's asshole started squeezing her tongue, and she came in shuddering waves of pleasure. Fawn, moaning hungrily at Ted's gushing cock, shivered violently as her cunt convulsed.

Fawn's orgasm was so strong, she became weak, and with a wail, fell backwards, her lips coming off Ted's cock with a moist plopping sound. A final spurt of come juice burst from Ted's piss-hole, splashing upon Fawn's chin.

As Fawn's mouth left his cock, Ted was thrown off balance, and he went forward to his hands and knees, his mother's tongue leaving his asshole abruptly. He was on his hands and knees, panting heavily, his cock now dangling toward the floor.

"Ohhh, shit!" he moaned.

Fawn, sprawled on her back, writhing and twisting her ass against the floor of the kitchen, clutching her flawless tits with both hands. Behind Ted, his mother was sitting on her heels, her head down as she gasped for air, her eyes somewhat glazed.

"Oh, shit is right," Joan moaned.

"You bet!" Fawn echoed.

"I'll never be the same again," Ted said, rolling to his side weakly.

"Want to bet on that?" Joan laughed, feeling her strength returning. "Between Fawn and I, your cock won't be getting much rest, I promise that."

"Me, too," Fawn giggled, opening and closing her slim thighs, her cunt twitching.

CHAPTER TEN

By noon, Joan had approached Fawn with the idea that had begun taking shape the night before. "We can share expenses, too," she said.

Fawn was happily receptive to the idea, and all three spent the rest of the afternoon moving Fawn's belongings into the upstairs apartment. All her clothing was moved into Ted's bedroom, and his to his mother's.

"Just in case you want to have privacy sometimes, Fawn," Joan said.

"Who needs privacy here?" Fawn laughed. "Why don't we all sleep in the larger bedroom together?"

"We will," Joan said. "That's part of this crazy arrangement, isn't it?"

"I thought that was the whole idea," Ted said. "So we could be together all the time."

They looked at him, laughing. "Let's just hope you don't get worn out," his mother said. "We're going to need an awful lot of that cock, honey."

Joan helped Fawn arrange her things, with Ted prancing around and teasing them. His hands were everywhere, stroking and caressing and feeling them. Joan and Fawn, needless to say, gave him all the cooperation they could. By the time Fawn had the closet filled with her clothing, Ted had tucked the back of her dress inside the waist of her panties, and opened his mother's blouse to let her tits hang free. His cock was standing out of his cut-off jeans, jerking up and down.

Fawn and Joan, too, could not resist touching each other, as well as Ted. He found it exciting to see two women running about his house this way, knowing he could fuck either of them when ever he wanted. He enjoyed seeing their hands touch and feel about each other, too. He wouldn't need his telescopes any more. There was more than enough to see and get involved with right in his own home.

Fawn was delighted with them, though. She loved to spy on people when they weren't aware of it.

"I've had this dream for a long time," Fawn said as they ate an early dinner. "I'm walking around town, and I'm not wearing very much. Under my dress I'm naked, and I see this guy wave his cock at me in some alley. Well, I wouldn't want the poor guy to be disappointed, so I flash my cunt at him. His cock starts coming off right away, and that makes me cum, too."

"I'll wave my cock at you in an alley some day," Ted offered.

"You'll make me cum if you do," Fawn giggled.

"I've had this fantasy for years," Joan said. "I'm still in high school, and I watch a football game. I'm sitting in the bleachers, and every time one of those hunks look at me, I open my legs and give him a peek at my cunt. Before the game is over, the whole fucking team has a hard-on. I'm waiting in the showers when they come from game, naked and ready for them. I imagine how it would feel to fuck them all, one after the other. When they've fucked me, filling my cunt full of come juice, they make me suck them off, every last cock on the team."

"Mmmm, sounds like a great idea to me," Fawn said, hugging herself. "I'd love to do that."

"Wait, that's not all," Joan grinned lewdly. "After they make me suck them off and swallow all that delicious come juice, those guys stand in a circle around me and piss all over my body, on my cunt and tits and face and even my asshole."

"Then what?" Ted asked, excited to hear all this.

"Why, I start cumming off and keep cummming and don't ever stop," his mother said. "Until I finally faint with absolute ecstasy!"

"Come on, Ted," Fawn urged. "Tell us your best fantasy."

"I don't have one," he replied.

"Of course you do, honey," Joan encouraged.

"Well, to be truthful," he grinned at them, shaking his cock, "my fantasy is to live with two beautiful girls that will let me fuck them anytime I want, and who will suck me off and lick my asshole and…"

"You nut!" Fawn laughed. "That isn't a fantasy, that's reality!"

"It sure is," Joan emphasized. "Except for one thing. You've got to lick up and piss on us, too. Think you can handle all that without dying young, darling?"

"I'm sure gonna try," he laughed.

"About that football team…" Fawn said.

"Hey, we don't need any more guys around here!" Ted said quickly. "I can take care of you two."

"You sure brag for little shit," Joan said, caressing his face lovingly.

Fawn was gazing at Ted's cock. "You know, he just might be right at that. I've never seen a guy who could keep a hard-on so fucking much and for so long."

"Want to start right now?" Joan asked. "We'll see if you can handle all this hot cunt, baby."

Fawn slipped to the floor, jerking her dress to her waist and shoving her panties down. She leaned over on her hands and knees, waggling her shapely ass sweetly, lewdly.

"You can start with me, Ted!" she cooed.

"And me," Joan gurgled, dropping to her hands and knees beside Fawn. When she pulled her dress to her waist, she didn't have to jerk any panties down – she was already naked! Ted looked excitedly at the two rounded asses being offered to him, his cock lurching with readiness.

Balancing themselves, Ted watched as they opened each other's blouse, and two fantastic pairs of tits came free. He saw his mother dip her head and close her mouth around Fawn's tit, sucking on it. When Joan drew back, Fawn did the same thing with Joan's tit.

Behind them, Ted watched as his mother and Fawn arched their backs, their cunts pooching from their slender thighs, one dark-haired and the other a golden blonde. He gazed at their twinkling assholes, seeing that Fawn's asshole was a pinker color than his mother's. Each looked very appetizing to him.

Going to his knees, Ted leaned his face into his mother's cunt, licking up the wet slit and over her asshole. Joan mewled and shoved her ass into his face. Ted probed his mother's asshole and caressed his hand about Fawn's. Working a finger into Fawn's ass, he fucked back and forth, sliding his tongue up his mother's asshole.

"Oooo, fuck my ass, baby!" Joan yelped. "Fuck mother up the asshole with your tongue!"

"Finger-fuck my asshole, Ted!" Fawn gurgled.

Ted shoved his face between the cheeks of his mother's hot ass, his tongue delving. At the same time he fucked Fawn in her young, tight ass with his finger. But then he pulled his mouth away, sliding his finger from Fawn's ass, and changed places. The boy tongue-fucked Fawn in her tight asshole and used his finger up his mother's ass. Joan and Fawn were squealing in pleasure, their shoulders on the floor now, kissing each other hungrily and squeezing tits.

Ted went from one asshole to the other for a while, sucking and licking and fingering. After a bit he stood on his knees, gazing down at the round, smooth ass of his mother and the equally beautiful ass of Fawn. He stroked his cock as he looked at them, licking his lips. Fawn and Joan kept kissing and sucking each other's tongue, their sweet asses high in the air with their juicy cunts pooching out invitingly to Ted.

"Fuck us!" Ted heard her mother sob with eagerness. "Fuck us both, baby! Take turns fucking us!"

Ted plunged his cock into his mother's cunt. He rammed hard, his balls slapping. Joan grunted in delight. "Oooo, that's how I need your cock, darling… real hard and deep! Oh, fuck me, Ted! Fuck mother's wet cunt hard!"

Thrusting his cock into his mother's cunt, Ted ran two of his fingers into Fawn's slippery, clinging pussy. Fawn and Joan both twisted their uplifted ass, sucking on each other's tongues again, their hands digging into naked tits.

"Me!" Fawn groaned. "Now fuck me, honey!"

"Fuck her, Ted!" Joan wailed.

Ted's cock pulled out of his mother's gripping cunt and he rammed it into Fawn's. Fawn groaned in delight and shoved her ass back to him. As he plunged his throbbing cock in and out of Fawn's tight pussy, he started running his finger in and out of his mother's cunt, then bringing it to her asshole, alternating quickly.

Within a short time, Ted began to fuck both his mother and Fawn, going from one to the other, his cock glistening with the juices of their cunts. Both pussies seemed to feel the same to him. Both were hot and juicy, both were tight, slippery. The only real difference that Ted could tell was in the color of cunt hair, nothing else. Both his mother and Fawn wiggled and twisted their asses deliciously for him.

The very thought of her son shoving his cock into her cunt after it had been inside Fawn's, slippery with the young cunt juices, created enormous ecstasy inside Joan.

"Oooo, you're so fucking good, Ted!" she wailed loudly, licking at Fawn's lips. "God, your cock is so hard… so long! Fuck my hot cunt, baby! Oh, God… ram it to mother's hairy, wet pussy!"

"Fuck me!" Fawn screamed. "Fuck me, too!"

The wet, scalding heat of his mother's cunt seared the throbbing flesh of his prick. He was working a finger into Fawn's gripping asshole as he fucked his mother. Joan didn't have to scream for Ted to know she was coming. Her hairy cunt squeezed at his prick with convulsive tightness as she started screaming her ecstasy. The waving, rippling sensations of her cunt was like a mouth sucking his cock off. He rammed swiftly, hard and almost brutally into his mother's orgasming cunt his finger buried up Fawn's asshole, but not moving. Ted could see his mother's asshole flexing above his cock, see it tighten and become loose again.

He continued fucking his mother as she came, and slowly pulled his achingly hard cock free when she finished. He then quickly rushed his cock into Fawn's cunt, stabbing frantically as his mother moaned with the glow of her bubbling orgasm, her ass still high and writhing erotically. Fawn started yipping, twisting her shapely ass frantically as her orgasms steamed through her. She slammed her ass back against Ted, his cock buried to the very hilt. As her cunt went into spasms of orgasms, Ted watched as Fawn's asshole closed and opened.

Since his cock was still as hard as ever, his young eyes took on a mischievous gleam.

While Fawn was still coming, he yanked his cock from her blonde-haired cunt and, without warning, plunged it into her asshole.

"Ooohhhh!" Fawn screamed.

Ted grabbed Fawn's ass and started fucking her swiftly, his balls beating at her quivering cunt.

"That's my fucking asshole, Ted!" Fawn screamed as if he didn't know where his cock was. "You've got your fucking cock in my fucking asshole!"

"Yeah!" Ted laughed hoarsely.

"Ohhh, God! Ohhhh, God!"

Fawn wailed, but she didn't try to pull her ass off his cock. The sudden, unexpected filling of her asshole was creating a storm of lewd, erotic ecstasy inside her slender, shaking body. She lifted her head and screamed out her pleasure.

"Fuck me, fuck me! Fuck me up the ass, baby! Ohhhh, God… you're stretching my asshole… burning in my fucking ass! Ohhh, I love it! Fuck me in the ass, Ted! Oooo, shit… you're going to make me come again! Ram it to me, fuck me in my fucking asshole!"

Hearing Fawn scream, Joan sat back on her heels to see her son's cock flying in and out of Fawn's asshole. Her eyes glazed over and a rumbling heat went through her. She could see the stretching, pink asshole grip her son's cock as it went in and out from his balls to the swollen head.

"Oh, beautiful!" she gurgled. "Fuck her up the hot ass, Ted! Ahhh, give it to her fucking hot asshole!"

Fawn began screeching in ecstasy, tossing her saucy ass back and forth, riding his cock with her asshole, trying to twist and grind all the same time. She screamed over and over, throwing her head back, her beautiful blonde hair flying around her passion-contorted face.

"Oh, God! Give it to me, baby! Ahhhhhh, that sweet, sweet cock… fucking my hot, tight asshole! I'm coming! Ohhhhh, am I ever coming!"

The puckering tightness of Fawn's delightful asshole clutched at Ted's cock, making him groan with ecstasy, yet he managed to keep from coming off himself.

"I can't take any more!" Fawn wailed, sliding forward on the floor, her ass leaving his cock as she sprawled face down, those sweet, lovable and deliciously rounded cheeks quivering with continuous orgasms, lifting and pressing down as if she were fucking the floor with her bushy cunt.

Joan was crying eagerly. "Now me! Fuck me up the ass, Ted! Come on, I want to feel your cock up my asshole, too!"

She twisted about hurriedly, her creamy ass high in the air, her shoulders on the floor and her hands pulling at the rounded cheeks, exposing her twinkling asshole.

Ted rammed his throbbing cock hard into his mother's asshole. Joan gave a loud scream of surprised ecstasy as his cock stretched her asshole, thrusting all the way to his balls. The scream tearing from his mother's mouth increased, as did the shaking of her rounded ass.

Almost as soon as Ted rammed his cock up her asshole, Joan started cumming. He had not made a complete thrust and withdrawal before her cunt boiled into an amazing orgasm. She felt the heat and the hard throbbing sliding along the ring of her tight ass, the friction fast and hot enough to burst into flame.

"Oh, Ted!" Joan screamed in passion. "Ted, Ted… God, baby! So good! Mmmm, baby, give it to mother! Hump my naked ass, darling! Ahhh, ram that sweet cock… bang my ass… fuck my asshole!"

Joan's words were incoherent, tumbling from her mindlessly. Her body was flooded with sensational ecstasy, the sheer perversity of being fucked in her ass by her son making her feel so lewd, so deliciously lewd! She could not believe the strength of her orgasms, nor the searing heat. The only thing she knew was ecstasy. Her asshole felt stretched like never before, the tight elastic ring gripping her son's hard, pounding cock like a scalding vise of flesh. It felt to her as if her cunt would melt from her body, that her muscles would snap and her bones shatter. The slapping of her son's stomach against her naked ass seemed loud in the room, creating waves of shivering pleasure to race about her creamy flesh.

Through it all, Joan felt her son's cock increasing in size, throbbing beautifully deep inside her burning asshole. She could even feel his balls beating upon the hairy lips of her spasming cunt and extremely inflamed clitoris.

The orgasms steaming through her caused her asshole to tighten and grip Ted's cock. It seemed to be sucking his cock, flexing with fiery heat. It couldn't be possible, her raging mind said. Her asshole couldn't suck a cock! There was no way a person's asshole sucked… yet hers was sucking frantically on Ted's cock!

Ted was fucking in a frenzy, on his knees, gripping his mother's sweet hips with his fingers, his eyes enormous as he watched his cock being devoured by her asshole. His balls were so tight, they felt painful. His come juice was boiling, ready to spurt, yet for some reason it didn't. He kept fucking into his mother's clutching asshole with short, powerful strokes, driving in to his balls then pulling back with just the tip of his cock inside her fiery asshole.

Joan was thrusting her naked ass back at him with desperate motion. She wanted him to cum off inside her ass, wanted to feel his sweet cum juice bursting deep up her asshole.

Fawn had rolled onto her back now, watching with still burning eyes, her legs apart, cunt showing.

Suddenly Ted yelled.

But it was too late.

His mother had become too weak, and she flopped forward when he drove hard into her asshole. She sprawled on the floor, and her son, still on his knees, grasped his cock frantically, jerking on it swiftly, moaning with disappointment.

Joan turned around, stretched out beside Fawn, her eyes still hot and showing that she, too, was disappointed.

Come juice started flying from Ted's cock, his fist pounding it in a frenzy. The come juice gushed from his piss-hole and splashed upon the thick hair of his mother's cunt, getting on her pulsating pussy lips. He even came on Fawn's cunt, but it was due more to the wild way he was jerking off than by any plan.

Joan and Fawn stared at his cock, feeling the come juice splatter upon their cunts. They both spread their legs wide, arching up to get as much come juice as they could on their hairy cunts.

As the spurting ended, Ted sank back on his heels, panting heavily, still clinging to his cock. "Oh, shit!" he snorted in disappointment. "I wanted to come in your asshole, Mom!"

"I know you did, honey," Joan said.

She saw the glistening come juice on the golden hair of Fawn's cunt, her tongue running over her lips. Fawn and Joan had the same idea at the same time.

"Let's do it!" Fawn said, eagerly.

With squeals, Joan and Fawn turned and faced each other, their long tongues licking through cunt hair and at the wet slit of each other's cunt.

Ted watched them licking up his come juice, their faces becoming smeared with it. He kept watching until they had licked it all away, and then begin to tongue-fuck each other, lying on their sides.

With a giggle, he got to his feet and arched his hips forward. And then, without warning them, he began to piss.

Moans came from Fawn and his mother as he pissed all over them. As their naked bodies were drenched with his piss, they sucked at each other's cunt with a fury of hunger, of once again mindless passion.

Ted aimed the golden stream upon his mother's cunt and Fawn's face. Fawn turned her face up into it, opening her mouth to let him piss into it, then going back to Joan's cunt with a squeal of ecstasy. He ran his pissing stream up the two writhing bodies to his mother's face. Ted pissed into his mother's mouth and then onto Fawn's cunt. She laughed happily when his mother rammed her face back into that honey-blonde pussy, sucking and licking at his piss.

By the time it was over, Joan and Fawn had sucked each other to an orgasm again, their bodies drenched in Ted's piss, their hair matted to their skulls. They pulled apart, both of them gazing up at Ted, their eyes smoldering in the perversity of wanton lust.

Joan lifted her arms to her son. "Come down here with us, baby," she whispered softly. "You belong between Fawn and me."

Ted snuggled between the naked bodies of his mother and their new roommate. Joan and Fawn turned to face him, kissing his cheeks and fondling his cock and balls.

"You'll come up my asshole next time," his mother murmured against his ear, her tongue probing it.

"And mine," Fawn said, tickling his other ear with her tongue.

Ted wiggled happily between their smooth bodies, his cock starting to swell again under the stroking fingers of his mother and lovely little Fawn.

Content

Kathy Andrews
Horny balling mother

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN