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.