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She began to piss.
"Mother!" Davy yelped, trying to move out of the way.
But Molly prevented him from moving. She sent hot, golden piss over his thighs, then shifted her hips slightly and pissed all over his cock and balls.
Davy, squealing, stared between his mother's thighs, watching the golden piss spewing with a hissing sound. He felt it splashing over his cock and balls, then lifted his eyes to stare into his mother's face.
Molly was grinning wickedly at him, moving her squatting hips slightly to keep the spurting piss raining dawn on his balls and prick. She drowned his crotch in her hot piss, her fingers digging into his shoulders to prevent him from moving away.
"That will teach you," she said, grunting as she squirted a final gush of piss over his thigh. "Make me suck some strange cock off, jerk my dress up outside, will you? Well, piss on you, baby! I'll piss all over you, you little fuck face!"
Suddenly Davy giggled.
"Okay," he said.
Molly dropped her hands from his shoulders, cupping her tits. "What do you mean, 'okay'?"
"Piss on me, I don't care, Mother."
"You don't?" she asked, surprised.
"No," Davy said. "It feels kind of good."
She remembered watching him piss as she sat in the bathtub. She recalled now what she had felt, the excitement of seeing his hot piss gushing out of his young cock. She had thought nothing more of it once she began to fingerfuck while he jacked himself wrapped in her panties. She had pissed on her son now only as a joke, not realizing he would enjoy it. "It does?" she asked.
"Sure, hot and wet," Davy giggled, sliding a hand to his cock and balls. "I liked it, Mother."
Molly's mind whirled with images of pissing over her son's body. She gazed down at his cock and balls, his thighs. He was glistening with her piss from his waist down, and the sight excited her. She spread her knees as far apart as she could, her cunt fully revealed to her son's eyes. Sliding a hand from one tit, she shoved it downward. With her fingers, she parted the hairy lips of her cunt, her clit sticking out. She strained, and managed to let go with another spurt of piss. It was a weak squirt, but splashed across the head of Davy's cock.
"I like that, Mother," he giggled lewdly. "Can you do it again?"
"I don't think so," she said, her voice husky. "I'm pissed out right now."
Davy gazed at the wet, pink lips of his mother's cunt as she held it open. He held his cock at the base, aiming his cockhead toward her pussy. "I bet I can piss," he said.
"Oh, Davy, don't!" she moaned, but didn't move. She was looking down at his cock, shivering. "You wouldn't do it, would you? You wouldn't piss on Mother, would you?"
"You pissed on me," he said, and sent a gush of hot piss out of his cock.
"Ohhh, you did!" Molly squealed, feeling the hot piss spattering across her cunt, then the lips of her open pussy. "Davy, Davy!"
The hot piss soaked her cunt as her son moved his cock up and down. The thick hair of her cunt became matted wetly. She clawed at her pussy, rushing her other hand down. She peeled her cunt open as far as she could, crying out with surprising delight. She felt the heat of his piss burning the inner smoothness of her cunt, and wished his cock was deep inside it. She twisted her ass, and felt the stream tingle the full expanse of her crotch, and then he pissed across her asshole. Molly gasped with surprised rapture.
"Oh, Lord, Davy! I know what you mean! Piss on it... piss on Mother's cunt! It feels good!"
The stream of piss was weakening, and Molly squirmed her crotch downward. Davy rubbed the head of his cock along the fiery lips of his mother's cunt, still pissing. Molly squealed and whimpered as she tried to lean over, wanting to watch his piss at her cunt. With a wail, her ass shook. Her cunt erupted with a wild, crazy, consuming orgasm.
"I'm coming!" she cried out. "This is making me come, baby!"
Davy managed to stuff the head of his cock into his mother's cunt before he stopped pissing. Molly felt the last of his piss fill her pussy, and her naked body shuddered with an amazing orgasm.
"Oooooh, too much!" she sobbed, her feet sliding out from under her. She sat on the floor, her legs alongside her son's hips. She leaned back, lifting her crotch and trying to pull his cock into her cunt. "I had no idea it would feel so good, Davy!"
Davy, sitting on the floor, gazed at his mother's hairy cunt twisting and trying to pull his cock inside. He shoved a finger against her cunt, and Molly's hips jerked.
"Ohhhh, don't!" she gasped. "It's too sensitive right now to touch!"
After a while, she got weakly to her feet. "We made a hell of a mess, didn't we?" she breathed, her naked tits lifting enticingly. "But it was fun."
She turned her back to her son, shaking her ass wantonly. "You can sit in that piss all day if you want, but I'm going to shower."
She swung her hips invitingly as she left her son, knowing he was watching the cheeks of her naked ass ripple and bunch.
As she showered, Molly tried to understand this wild thing they had done. The desire to suck his cock off inside that store had been so powerful, she had been unable to resist. Then that man she wonder I vaguely who he was. She knew she would have loved it if his cock had been just a bit smaller. As it was, her lips still felt bruised.
She had pissed on her son playfully, getting back at him for jerking her dress up outside the door, yet discovered they both enjoyed it. No matter what they did, Davy loved it, she thought.
When she turned off her shower, she heard the one in the hallway going, and grinned. She found herself a fresh pair of panties and slipped them on, adjusting them at her crotch. Like alt her panties, they were skimpy and frilly and flimsy. The bulge of her cunt was defined in the panties, the thick hair making a becoming mound.
Passing the hall bathroom, she peeked in. She saw her son through the shower doors, working on his cock and balls with a bar of soap. She resisted the impulse to go in and wash him herself. She went on to the kitchen and made herself a glass of iced tea. She leaned against the sink and looked out at the back yard as she sipped it. The sun was fading now, but it was still light. The wind had died away, and everything was calm. That is, except her cunt.
The sound of her son entering caused her to turn. Davy wore a pair of his new shorts. He looked delicious in them. They rode low on his hips, his cock and balls lumping opt with a mouthwatering bulge. She gazed at his crotch, running her tongue about the rim of her glass suggestively. "Now those are better," she said softly.
Davy looked over his mother's panties, seeing the outline of her cunt hair, the slight bulge of her pussy in the crotch.
"You know what I'd like to do, honey?" she asked in a soft voice. "I'd love to eat those shorts off you."
"If I can eat those panties off you, Mother," Davy replied, his eyes taking on a glaze.
"You really love my panties, don't you?" Davy nodded, moving close to her. He ran his hands about his mother's hips, over her ass, then in front to feel the tight band of her crotch.
"I like the smell, Mother," he said. "I like to smell them and taste them. It makes my cock hard."
"Especially if I've worn them, huh?" she grinned.
"Yeah," Davy replied. "I like to smell your cunt on them."
Molly glanced out the window again. "Want to go out back?"
"Now?"
"Why not?" she said. "You didn't seem to mind if someone saw my ass earlier, did you?"
"That was your ass, Mother, not mine," Davy laughed. He pressed his palm into her cunt, feeling the heat bubbling against her panties.
"Oh, is that right?" Molly arched her eyebrows at him. "You don't want anyone seeing your ass, huh?"
Davy shook his head, but his young eyes were sparkling.
"Well, you little fuck face," she said, grabbing his wrist and putting her glass down at the same time. "You're going outside anyway!"
She moved quickly before her son could struggle. She pushed him toward the back door, and then shoved him out. Davy, alth
ough laughing, was looking around nervously.
Molly stood inside the door, laughing at him.
"Mother!" Davy said. "Let me in! What about those people next door? They might see me!"
"Shake your cock at them," Molly laughed. It was growing darker by the minute, and she knew if anyone looked into the back yard, they would think her son was wearing a swim suit. As she stood there laughing at him, Davy caught her hand, and with a jerk, pulled her into the yard with him.
"Davy!" she shrieked, frying to get away. But Davy pulled her from the door and to the middle of the lawn. He held her tightly as she struggled playfully to get away. "Davy, let me go!"
"Fuck you," he laughed.
Molly stopped struggling. Davy held both her hands, his eyes burning on her naked tits. She dropped her gaze, and saw his cock outlined in hardness against the skimpy shorts.
"That's not a bad idea, honey," she whispered. "Why don't you fuck me?"
"Here?" Davy said, looking around again. "It was your idea," she said. "You threw me out the door, Mother," he reminded her.
"I know, but you pulled me out, and you're the one saying fuck you, not me."
"Well, since we're out here..."
Davy reached for his mother's tits.
CHAPTER SIX
"Wait," Molly hissed.
She dropped to her knees in front of her son. She held his hips in her hot hands, staring at his cock. It was getting quite dark, but she could still see how hard he was.
"You like my panties," she whispered throatily, "and I love your new shorts. Like I said a while ago: I'd love to eat these shorts off you."
Davy's body trembled against her hands.
Molly pressed her face into his crotch, feeling the heat of his cock throbbing against her flesh. She kissed up and down the hardness, through the shorts. She ran her tongue from his bulging cockhead to his balls. Sitting on the soft grass, she shoved her hands behind him, cupping his ass. Leaning back, she buried her face into his crotch. She inhaled the fresh scent of his crotch, her mind reeling with delight. The night air made it more erotic to her as she pulled her son onto her.
She lay on the grass, her son squatting above her face. She held his hips, pressing her face into his crotch. Davy rubbed back and forth, feeling the heat of his mother's wet lips and tongue as she licked. Molly ran her tongue about the stretching front of his shorts, moving it from his balls to the spread of his ass. She darted her tongue against his shorts, and felt the searing heat of his asshole. With a growl, she rammed her face tightly into his ass, his hard young balls on her nose. She sobbed with pleasure as she licked at his shorts until they were wet.
"Let me move my shorts to one side, Mother," Davy moaned.
He slipped a hand down and to his ass, hooking a finger into his shorts. Puffing them away, Molly gave a sob of ecstasy and pressed her lips into the crack of her son's ass. She kissed his asshole feverishly, her tongue lapping up and down. The heat of her son's ass in her face sent a wild, throbbing lurch through her cunt.
"Ohhhh, Mother!"
"Mmmmn." Molly moaned, licking frantically at her son's asshole. She managed to get a finger into the crotch of his shorts, jerking them away so his balls rested naked on her nose and eyes. She whipped her tongue about his burning asshole with wild fury, tasting him, licking him. His balls writhed on her nose as Davy began to rub back and forth. He made gasping sounds with this new delight. The feel of his mother's tongue rubbing around his asshole caused his cock to pulsate into straining hardness.
"My ass, Mother!" he gasped. "My ass... that feels so good, Mother!"
Molly whimpered as she drove her wet tongue against the tightness of his asshole. The sheer perversity of licking her son's asshole was about to make her insatiable cunt explode. She smashed her thighs together, creating pressure against her swollen clit. She arched her hips up, grinding them as if seeking a hard cock with her pussy.
"Mmmmm, nice," she purred into his ass. "You asshole is so fucking hot and tastes so good, Davy! Oooooh, baby, I want to suck your hot ass... suck your sweet asshole!"
Davy gurgled and pressed his ass into his mother's face, moving his hips.
Molly clung to his thighs now, her tongue flying about his puckered asshole, her lips kissing and sucking. She felt his cock throbbing against her forehead, and realized her son had moved his shorts enough to let it free. She felt the dripping juices of his piss hole smearing her forehead, and somehow that increased her hunger. She licked in a frenzy at his asshole, whimpering as her hips churned. She swirled her hot, wet tongue from his asshole to his balls, lapping the tightness. With a moan, she pulled her son's balls into her mouth, sucking greedily, pressing her chin into his asshole. Davy gurgled and moaned with ecstasy, sliding his ass and crotch into his mother's face with burning pleasure.
"Suck my balls, Mother!" he groaned. "Ooooh, suck my balls! Lick my ass, Mother! Suck my balls and lick my asshole! You're gonna make me come off in your fucking face, Mother!"
Molly scooted her tongue back to his asshole, not caring if her son came off in her face. She plunged her tongue hard at the tight pucker of his asshole, and herd Davy's grunt as her tongue penetrated his asshole. Molly cried out softly as the heat of her son's asshole closed tightly around her buried tongue. With her lips glued tightly in a circle about the ring of Davy's asshole, she began to plunge her tongue in and out, fucking him deeply. His balls crushed against her nose, burning the skin. She slipped a hand over one of his bent thighs, grasping his cock. She pressed his cock hard against her forehead sobbing quietly. The feel of his cock rubbing across her skin, his balls in her nose and eyes, sent delicious shivers through her. She plunged her tongue deeply, licking and wiggling it inside his tight, young asshole.
Drawing her feet backwards underneath herself, Molly arched her cunt into the air, feeling the wet tightness, the sweet pressure. Her clit felt enormous -- thick and swollen, and pulsating hotly. She was dripping so much fucklube from her hairy cunt, she could feel the slippery juices running over the cheeks of her ass, her panties thoroughly soaked.
"Suck it, Mother!" Davy panted. "Suck my asshole! Ahhh, Mother, stick your tongue way up my asshole."
Managing to get her fingers around his hard cock, Molly began to pump it swiftly, holding tightly. Jacking his cock with her hand, she tonguefucked her son up his boiling ass with wicked, hungry movements of her tongue. Her lips sucked hard, breath gasping from her. She writhed her upthrusting hips, feeling the power of steaming pressure in and around her cunt. She began to squeal into her son's ass, then groan. She spread her knees wide, shoving her cunt high into the air.
The strength of her orgasm shattered her.
Screeching into her son's asshole, Molly felt her cunt explode with juicy waves of ecstasy, her cunt ready to burst into a million pieces.
Her tongue, deep inside her son's asshole, was no longer moving. Half dazed by the power of her orgasm, Molly's upraised hips swung about in a frenzy, as if her cunt was searching for a hard cock. The sobs boiling from her brought tears to her eyes. She was vaguely aware that her son had lifted his ass from her face. She moaned a protest, feeling him scooting his hot balls and cock downward. She felt his cock throbbing across her swollen tits.
Davy, squatting across his mother's stomach, stared in the darkness at his mother's agonized face. The head of his cock brushed her sensitive nipple, and with a gasp, he shoved his cock between her tits. Molly, her cunt still contracting, humped her pantied ass up and down.
Davy pressed his mother's tits about his cock, and began fucking back and forth. His cockhead, bulging and dripping, smashed at her neck, leaving wetness. He fucked into his mother's tits with quick, short thrusts, feeling his balls sliding along her chest.
"Fuck me!" she hissed. "Damn you, Davy! Fuck me!"
Davy pulled his cock from between his mother's tits. They glistened with the dripping juices as he moved quickly downward.
Molly opened her long thighs wide, straining to him. Davy, v
ery excited, lunged forward with his cock, his swollen prickhead smashing against the crotch of her panties.
Frantic for his hard cock, Molly grabbed her panties and ripped them from her over-heated ass. She lifted the shreds of her panties, and Davy immediately grabbed them. Molly gazed, half-dazed with still-contracting orgasms, into her son's face as he stuffed the pussy-soaked crotch of her panties into his mouth. As Davy shoved his mother's panties into his mouth, he lunged again with his cock, and this time it rammed brutally up her hairy, fiery cunt.
"Ohhhhh, Lord!" Molly shrieked, her hips shooting upward as his cock slithered swiftly into her pussy. "Oh, yes, Davy! Fuck me! Fuck that hot cunt, baby! Ram that hard cock up Mother's hot, wet cunt!"
Molly's long legs lifted into the air, her feet kicking. She grabbed her son around his neck, pulling his mouth to hers. She began to kiss him wildly, drawing her knees as far back as she could. Her ass lifted from the grass, the full expanse of her juicy cunt open to his rampant thrusts. She sobbed into his mouth, sucking greedily when Davy jammed his tongue halfway down her throat.
Davy, grunting, banged into his mother's cunt hard, sliding his hands past her uplifted hips, clutching the hot, round cheeks of her spreading son. Davy lifted her crotch higher. Almost standing on his knees, he pounded his cock in and out of her cunt, smashing her hairy, swollen cuntlips, crushing her long cunt.
Molly squealed time and again, her orgasm not letting up. Spasm after spasm burned through her cunt, causing her pussy lips to suck and pull and squeeze at Davy's intensely hard cock. The friction felt as if it were about to make her cunt burst into flames.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Molly wailed. "Lord, baby, give it to me! My cunt needs your cock! Mother's hot pussy loves your cock! Ohhhh, I'm coming so fucking hard and I don't think it's ever going to stop! I don't want it to stop -- ever!"
Davy, with his mother's panties dangling from his mouth, plunged his cock in and out of her cunt violently, forcing the breath out of her. Her ass was high, her knees almost along her shoulders and head. The deeper her son went into her cunt, the more ecstatic were Molly's cries.