“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 7
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 8
“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.