cb-4497 davy's loving mother (kathy andrews) 1985 Read online

  Molly, her head twisting with mindless passion, caught the other end of her panties, and without thinking of it, pulled them into her mouth. She tasted her own cunt there, and began to suck at the wetness. Davy leaned his head down, pressing his mouth against his mother's, her cunt-wet panties between them. The taste of her pussy-wet panties created a fiery hunger within Molly, and she began to hunch her uplifted cunt harder and faster onto her son's stabbing cock.

  Both of them sucked greedily at her panties, thrashing about on the lawn with the moon shining over their bodies. The fucking seemed to go on forever, without letup. Davy's cock remained throbbingly hard, and Molly's cunt contracted and convulsed time and again. The strain of her many orgasms sent agonizing pain through her pussy, yet it was a sweet, delicious pain. The wetness of her cunt grabbing and pulling on his cock seemed quite loud in the night air.

  With a brutal thrust of her cunt, Molly screamed around the panties inside her mouth, a final orgasm crashing through her shaking body. The orgasm was so hot, so tight, Davy's cock was gripped deeply. His balls smashed into the crack of his mother's ass, and her asshole seemed to be trying to suck them inside with rippling rhythm.

  With a growl Davy threw his head back, Molly's panties dropping out of his mouth, draping across his mother's fact. Molly shrieked, her mouth stuffed with her wet panties.

  Davy's cock squirted, gush after strong gush of come juice exploding out of his young balls, up his hard cock and out of his piss hole. The scalding come juice splashed the satiny walls of Molly's cunt, and then the rapid spurts filled her completely. He strained powerfully into his mother's hungry cunt until his balls were empty, then he slumped on top of her. With the sweet agony of her multiple orgasms fading. Molly slowly lowered her naked ass to the lawn, her legs spreading wide. Davy rested between her thighs, his cock soaking inside her pussy, his hot breath fanning her tits.

  Molly, purring softly, caressed her hands up and down his back, over his ass.

  "That was something, Davy," she finally whispered against the top of her son's head. "That was a fuck!"

  Groaning, Davy rolled from his naked mother and spread out on the lawn at her side. Tossing her torn panties away, Molly sat up, drawing her knees to her chin, gazing down at him. She slipped a hand to his cock and balls, adjusting the crotch of his tiny shorts over them. She felt the wetness of his cock on the back of her hand, and lifted it to her face. She kissed her hand, then licked at the wetness on her fingers.

  "You know, Mother," he said, recovering, "you're the best fuck in the whole world."

  "You're not a bad piece of ass, yourself," she giggled. "For a young little bastard, you're a great fuck, darling."

  Davy wanted to know how many men his mother had fucked, and she teased him. "Oh, I'd say maybe two dozen."

  "Really?" he asked. "That many, Mother?"

  "No, of course not," she said softly. "If you want the truth, I've only fucked three or four, and you're the last one."

  "I don't want you to fuck anyone but me, Mother," he said.

  "Oh is that right?" Molly asked, lifting her eyebrows. "What about that blow job I had to give in the store this afternoon?"

  "That was different," Davy laughed. "You didn't have any choice."

  "I hope that doesn't happen again," Molly said. "I didn't really mind sucking his cock off, but I'd rather see whose cock I have in my mouth. I think we'd better be a little more careful in the future."

  She leaned over and kissed him.

  "What will I do if I get a hard-on someplace?" he asked.

  Molly cupped his cock and balls in her hot hand, feeling them through his shorts. "If that happens, we'll find a way to take care of it. I can't let you suffer with a hard-on, can I?"

  "You'd suffer, too, Mother."

  "You bet I would," she grinned, leaning down and kissing his cock through his shorts. "I couldn't keep my hands off this and you know it. I see your cock hard, and my cunt gets so fucking wet!"

  She sat upright again, holding her knees against her naked tits. On an impulse, she opened her knees. "Look at my pussy," she said softly.

  Davy could see his mother's cunt quite well. The moonlight shadowed it, but all the details were clear. With her knees open, Molly leaned back, her hands behind her.

  She began to piss.

  Davy giggled as he watched. He couldn't see as well as he wanted, but what he could see, and what he heard, delighted him. He moved his hand to his mother's cunt and felt her hat piss flowing over it. Molly lifted her hips slightly.

  "Ohhhh, hold Mother's cunt, Davy!" she whimpered. "Hold my cunt while I piss. That feels wonderful, darling."

  Davy rubbed lightly at his mother's cunt as the hot piss streamed over his palm. He breathed harder, enjoying the hot piss on his hand.

  "Lift your ass higher, Mother," he said.

  Molly, using her hands and feet, lifted her body. She held her legs wide apart, sending a strong stream of hot piss past her knees. Davy shoved his face closer, and Molly gasped.

  "Oh, Davy!"

  Suddenly Davy had his face in the stream of his mother's piss.

  Molly could see her piss splashing about his young face as he turned it one way, then the other. Davy was making moaning sounds as he moved his face along the stream of piss.

  "Oh, you darling!" Molly gurgled, spurting piss into her son's face. "You sweet, sweet darling!"

  The stream became weaker, but as it fell, Davy followed it with his face, his lips closed as the hot piss tingled across them. Just as the stream was ready to stop, he buried his face into his mother's cunt, kissing it eagerly. With a final spasm, Molly squirted once more against her son's lips. Davy began to lick at her cunt, his tongue moving up and down the piss-wet pussy. He probed at the bottom of his mother's cunt, dragged his tongue along the slit, and twirled it about her cunt.

  "Ooooh, Davy!" she whimpered, grinding her cunt into her son's face. "Mmmmmm, that's nice, baby. Lick Mother's cunt for a minute."

  Eagerly, Davy lapped at his mother's pussy with the flat surface of his tongue, his hands sliding under the cheeks of her ass, holding them. Drawing her clit between his lips, he sucked hard. Molly squealed, her hips jerking upward, smashing her cunt into her son's mouth.

  "If only I could piss again," Molly mewled. "Davy, if I could piss again, I'd piss in your sweet, hot mouth!"

  Davy, clutching the cheeks of his mother's naked ass, glued his mouth to her cunt and sucked hungrily, his tongue snapping in and out, tasting the juices, her piss. The combination of being outside in the back yard, the night air, and the perversity of what they were doing, sent a wild tremor through Molly. Suddenly, she cried out. A new spasm of ecstasy began rumbling through her cunt.

  "Oh, baby, I'm coming again!" she squealed hotly. "Oh, yes, Davy! Make me come again!"

  "I love to come, darling!"

  Davy buried his face into his mother's hot cunt as she came feeling her hairy cuntlips twitching with orgasm. He kept his tongue in constant movement, from the bottom of her pussy to her swollen clit. When her orgasm began to recede, Molly's arms and legs were weak, and she slumped back to the lawn, hugging herself and shivering with the afterglow.

  Davy stretched out beside her, looking up at the stars, enjoying the wetness on his young face. Molly turned onto her side, facing her son. She caressed his naked chest and stomach, her touch light. She kissed his cheek, then moved her face to his chest. She ran the tip of her tongue about his very tiny nipples, and began to work her mouth downward.

  Davy moaned with pleasure, running his fingers through his mother's soft hair. He pressured her gently, urging her face downward.

  Molly giggled. "You like my mouth, huh?" she whispered, kissing at his lower stomach. The taste of his flesh excited her, as always.

  She ran her tongue along the waist of his hip hugging shorts, from one hip to the other. She felt her son shivering beneath her wet tongue, and moved her mouth past his waist. She licked lightly at the stretching fabric, and then to
uched the head of his cock with her tongue. It wasn't the same as tasting his cock naked, but she was enjoying herself. Sliding her lips and tongue downward, she swirled wetly about his young balls, tasting his thigh flesh.

  Davy, his hand in his mother's hair, moved her face, positioning it where be wanted. First he pressed her lips against his cock, then his balls, then shoved her face downward to his crotch. Molly purred softly as she inhaled the exciting scent of his crotch, her tongue dragging along the crack of his ass, tasting only his shorts. Moving her face back to his cock, Davy positioned his mother's lips near his prickhead.

  That was when he started to piss.

  He allowed a dribble to escape his cock, but enough to wet the shorts beneath her lips. At first Molly wasn't even aware of it, although her tongue was licking that spot.

  Grinning into the darkness, Davy pissed a little bit more.

  "Davy," Molly murmured, tasting his piss seeping through the shorts this time. "Oh, Davy!"

  "Lick it, Mother," he urged, moving her mouth about the head of his cock, and starting to piss strongly. "Lick it!"

  With a soft cry of delight, Molly began racing her tongue feverishly where the head of his cock pressed at his shorts. The hot piss came through the fabric, and she whimpered, her lips opening wide. She tried to pull the head of his cock into her mouth, but his shorts prevented it. She pressed her lips as tight as she could on the head of his cock though, and flicked her tongue in hot, greedy circles.

  Davy pissed a strong stream, his shorts becoming soaked. Molly sobbed with pleasure, sucking at the head of his sock through his shorts, tasting his hot piss, her tongue working. She began to swallow hungrily, thirstily, moaning with surprising rapture. She lifted her ass upward, her knees beneath her body. Davy watched his mother's naked ass sway in the moonlight. He lifted his hips and pressed his cock hard at his mother's lips. Molly whimpered and sucked his piss through the shorts, making liquid sounds as she swallowed it. She ran her hand to his balls, feeling them through the piss drenched shorts.

  It came as no surprise when her cunt convulsed.

  With a wild cry of pleasure, Molly's ass twisted as she began to run her mouth all about her son's crotch, lips wide open, tongue out. She tasted his hot piss from the waist of his shorts to the crack of his ass. She worked frantically, scooting her face from front to back, always sucking at his shorts.

  Feeling the strength of the flow weaken, Molly whimpered with disappointment. She sucked as hard as she could at his shorts, and quickly pulled them away. She grabbed the head of his pissing cock between her lips, and sucked the piss from him, her throat working.

  Davy sent his last squirt of piss into his mother's mouth.

  "Ooooh, Davy!" Molly cried softly. "I wanted more, so much more! You taste so wonderful! Darling, tasting your piss in my mouth made me come."

  "I know," Davy said, and poked at his mother's uplifted ass before she turned and sat back. "I saw your ass wiggling like crazy, Mother."

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Molly was on the floor.

  She rested her shoulders and head there, her knees drawn up, her lovely ass jutting high. The panties stretched around the rounded cheeks of her ass, the crotch pulled into her cunt. Dark curls of pussy hair swirled from the band, and Davy sat back watching with hot eyes.

  Molly was caressing herself for her son's pleasure, showing him how she used her hands and fingers to make herself come before this started with him.

  Molly loved to fondle herself, feel the soft wetness of her cunt. She enjoyed the heat of it when she worked her fingers in and out. She preferred a cock to her fingers though, and was doing this only for her son's enjoyment. At the same time, being watched was exciting her, too.

  Davy sat a few feet behind his mother's uplifted ass, his cock straining in hardness. The panties on his mother thrilled him. They were a pale, green in color, with darker green trim. They were not as lacy as most of her panties, yet any panties his mother wore excited him. He loved to see the way the material outlined her sweet, shapely ass, her ass cheeks divided excitingly. He especially enjoyed seeing the crotch pulled into the puffy lips of her cunt, the pink lips showing, framed with that soft hair. The wetness of them made his young body shiver with anticipation.

  Molly ran two fingers lightly along her crotch, pressing the panties deeper into her cunt. Her eyes were closed with self-induced pleasure. The wetness on her fingers felt good, and she mewled softly as she pressed the tip of her fingers against her swollen clit. Her ass wiggled lewdly, inviting her son's eyes, his hands, his cock.

  Davy couldn't resist.

  Scooting on his ass, he moved his face to his mother's body. He inhaled the delicate, delicious scent of her, then kissed her ass. The panties were soft and smooth, and he darted his tongue out. Lowering his face slightly, he licked the exposed lips of his mother's cunt, bringing a peal of gurgles from her. Molly waggled her ass wickedly as her son licked the lips of her hairy cunt. Davy ran his tongue at her pussy, pressing the crotch of her panties even deeper into it. Then he lifted his face, and buried his mouth against her ass. He chewed at her panties, sucking on them. The wetness of his mouth seeped through them and onto her flesh. Molly moaned and strained her ass to his face.

  "Lick it, Davy," she crooned, her fingers again rubbing at her cunt. "Oh, lick Mother's hot ass, darling!"

  She twisted her pantied ass in a lewd manner against his face, feeling the wet heat of his lips and tongue through her thin panties. "Oh, Lord, baby! It's so good!"

  Davy's tongue twirled against her panties, pressing them wetly against her asshole. Molly squealed hotly, waggling faster, arching her ass tight as she could into his mouth.

  "Pull my panties away!" she groaned. "Please, Davy, I want to feel your tongue on my ass! Move my panties so I can feel your tongue pressing at my asshole!"

  With a feverish jerk of his mother's panties, Davy stretched them wide. He gazed a moment at her creamy, round ass, seeing the winking pucker of her asshole. With a moan, he pressed his open mouth against it, sucking. The tip of his tongue played about the sensitive tightness, bringing squealing pleasure from Molly. He pressed his tongue hard, and Molly cried out when it penetrated her tight ass ring.

  "Ohhh, yes, yes!" she sobbed. "Fuck me up the ass with your tongue, baby! Fuck Mother in the ass with your tongue!"

  Her fingers at her cunt whirled and pressed, agitating her swollen slit violently. She shoved her panties away from her clit and began to pinch and pull at it. Juices dripped from her pussy onto her son's chin. It felt to her as if Davy's tongue slid very deep up her asshole. She felt a tingling burn around it, felt her asshole opening wide.

  Davy's hot breath seared her flesh as he stabbed his tongue in and out of his mother's tight ass, tasting and sucking hard. The wetness on his chin scalded his flesh, driving him to increase the swiftness of his plunging tongue. His cock stood straight and hard, his balls tight.

  Molly turned her face downward, seeing his cock and balls. She stretched her hand for him, but couldn't quite reach. She swung her uplifted ass in tight, hot circles, moaning with swelling ecstasy. The pressure of her cunt transmitted to her asshole, and she started feeling that intense sensation of an orgasm swelling inside her body. The lips of her juicy cunt seemed to surround her son's chin, as if her was attempting to fuck her cunt with his chin as he flicked her asshole with his tongue. Davy began to make side-trips from her asshole to her cunt, sucking at the pussy juices greedily before ramming his tongue back into Molly's ass.

  "Oh, I'm getting so close to coming again!" Molly wailed in a strangled voice. "My cunt... my asshole! Ohhh, Davy, everything is on fire, burning so hotly!"

  Davy pulled his face away from his mother's ass. He looked into it closely, his chin slippery with her wetness. The lips of his mother's cunt were gleaming and ready. She was again rubbing and squeezing at her long, throbbing clit.

  "Don't stop now!" Molly sobbed. "Please don't stop sucking my hot asshole now! Davy, I'm about to
come!"

  Davy grabbed his mother's panties, and with one violent yank, ripped them off her hips. He quickly stuffed the wet crotch into his mouth, sucking and tasting his mother's cunt on them. At the same time, he got to his knees, placing his hands on the cheeks other ass. Molly moaned as she felt her son parting her ass cheeks wider yet.

  Davy moved the swollen head of his cock forward, and Molly knew what he was about to do.

  "Davy!" she sobbed.

  The head of his cock smashed into her asshole with one strong plunge.

  Molly didn't scream with pain. She gasped at the sudden stretching of her asshole, the quick filling her ass by his hard cock. His balls smacked against her cunt with that one quick stab.

  "Oh, yes!" she cried out, pressing her ass back onto his cock as her mind spun with this new sensation. "Up my ass! Fuck my fucking hot ass, baby!"

  Davy, awed by the tightness of his mother's asshole, stared down at it. He saw his mother's asshole squeezing about the base of his cock, feeling the power of that puffing. Molly, crying with perverse ecstasy, began to pump her ass back and forth, fucking his cock with her gripping asshole. She pulled forward until she thought his cockhead would come free, then slamming back into him with a wild sob.

  Davy stared down at his mother's ass fucking back and forth, his balls grinding against her juicy, steaming cunt. For a long time, he was rigid, watching. Then he dug his hands into her hips and began to fuck her up the ass, meeting her thrusts with his own.

  "You're so hot and tight, Mother!" he gasped.

  "Yes, baby!"

  "I wanna fuck your ass, Mother! I wanna fuck it and come in it!"

  "Ohhh, yes!" Molly wailed, throwing her naked, uplifted ass onto her son's plunging cock mindlessly. "Fuck it and come in it! Ohhh, Davy, this is so fantastic! Fuck my ass... fuck Mother's hot asshole!"

  The flexing of her asshole grabbed at his cock each time he pulled back, as if afraid he would remove it. Molly found the stretching, filling sensation amazing, wonderful. Her asshole closed about his throbbing cock without any directions from her spinning mind. There was a delicious burning in her asshole, yet her cunt was pulsating as if it, too, had a cock fucking into it. His balls smacked with wet sounds against her puffy cunt lips, and Molly clutched at them, trying to press those young balls into her pussy.