With a soft cry of urgency, she shoved her panties down. They went to her feet and stayed there. She stared at her reflection, her eyes hot and glued.
Frank was trying so hard to keep quiet, he was moaning. He stared at his mother's naked ass, seeing the inviting crack of her creamy ass cheeks. In the mirror he saw the lush hair that covered her cunt, and he wondered if he was going to come off inside his pants. His pants were much too tight on his cock and balls, and he feverishly opened his fly. He lifted his hard cock and hot, full balls from it, feeling relief from the pressure. His cock jutted upright, his cockhead almost on his belt. He closed his fingers about his cock, squeezing it as hard as he could.
Linda, still watching her reflection, bent and parted her knees. She ran her fingers again through the soft hair of her cunt, spreading it from her pink, glistening pussy-lips, making her clit stand out with throbbing hardness. She agitated her clit with two fingers, little cries of pleasure escaping her throat.
Frank watched his mother touching her cunt, and the piss-hole of his cock flared and dripped juices over his grasping fingers. He was excited to see the lovely cheeks of his mother's ass clench and relax, see the fan-shape of her pussy hair, see the wet lips of her cunt, and her little clit-bud that stood out so hard. It excited him to see his mother playing with her cunt, touching it, rubbing it.
Linda pushed a stiff finger down and under, sliding it into her cunt. She pressed it deeply, her knuckles stopping it as they smashed at the swollen lips of her pussy. Her body shivered, and with a soft cry, she began to stab her finger in and out of her cunt. Soft wet sounds came to Frank's ears, his eyes on fire as he watched his mother's frontal reflection, watching her fingerfucking herself vigorously.
"Ohhhh!" Frank couldn't stop the groan. Linda whirled around, jerking her finger out of her hairy cunt.
"Frank!" she gasped, and tried to cover her naked tits and cunt, stumbling slightly because her panties hobbled her feet.
Frank darted away, running to his room. Linda stood frozen, one arm over her tits, the palm and fingers of her other hand spreading over her hairy cunt protectively. She had turned around swiftly, and seen her son standing there. But, fast as he ran away, she had seen his cock sticking from his fly, his balls beneath it.
She began to tremble. Then she came.
"Oooooh?" she moaned, curling her fingers into her cunt, her legs shaking with the unexpected orgasm.
After the spasms ended, she pulled her hands away from her body, turning to face the mirror again. She held her arms out, palms forward, and looked at herself. A grin spread over her face, and her eyes started to sparkle.
"So, you like what you saw, do you, Frank?" she said to her reflection. "It made your little cock hard, didn't it? Can Peggy make your young cock as hard as I just did?"
The thought suddenly flared inside her mind. Without trying to consider her actions, she whirled, stepping out of her panties. She walked to the door of her bedroom, and paused. She took a deep breath, and wearing only her garter belt, nylons, and high heels, she walked with determination to her son's room. Linda was not going to have a replay of her teenage years with her brother. She was not going to have her son see her naked, then run, off to jack his young cock off in privacy.
She didn't hesitate at his bedroom door. She turned the knob and threw it open.
"Mom!" Frank yelped, turning his back to her quickly.
But he had not been fast enough to prevent her from seeing his pumping fist on his cock.
She strode quickly toward him and, pulling at his shoulder, forced her son onto his bed. Frank resisted, but not strongly. When she had him on his back, his cock still stood up straight and hard, his balls loaded. She stared at his balls. They reminded her of her brother's balls when he was young.
As she stared down at his cock, it started to wilt.
"Oh no you don't!" she hissed, and grabbed her son's cock tightly, squeezing it hard. She pumped her son's cock a few quick tight strokes. "Seeing me made you hard, huh, Frank? You wanted to do something with this hard-on, didn't you?"
"Aw, Mom, I didn't mean to spy on you," he said, wondering what was going on. He had never seen his mother this way before. He had never seen her naked, nor had he ever seen her looking so strange. Her eyes seemed as if they were on fire, her face was flushed and she was breathing awfully fast so that her naked tits moved up and down. Although he was embarrassed about being caught, about his mother holding his cock so tightly, he couldn't turn his eyes from her naked body, either.
Linda felt her son's cock burning her hand. She pulled upward on it tightly, watching his creamy cockhead bulge, his piss hole open, the wetness that seeped out of it. She ran her tongue over her lips, and her other hand slipped between her thighs again. Frank gulped as he watched his mother rub her fingers back and forth on her cunt, and his cock vibrated with a powerful hardness in her fist.
"So big and hard," Linda moaned, her eyes smoldering as she pumped her fist on his young prick. "So very hard!"
"Mom, what are you gonna do?"
"What am I going to do?" she asked, as if not really hearing him. "I don't know what I'm going to do."
She pulled the fingers between her thighs upward, and Frank watched the pink wetness of his mother's cunt. He thought for sure he was going to come in his mother's hand then and there. His balls became very tight, and he groaned. His hips lifted pushing his cock into her hand as it pressed downward. He wanted to touch his mother's cunt, touch her beautiful tits, feel them. But he wasn't sure what be was supposed to do. He had never seen his mother this way before, and he was almost afraid. What she was doing with his cock felt very good, better than ever before, and he didn't want her to stop.
"SO hard and hot!" Linda whispered, excitement dripping from her voice. "Damn, Frank, your cock is so hard!"
Frank wanted to giggle when he heard his mother say that, but the sound was more like a choke than anything.
Linda let out a squeal, and pounded her tight fist up and down on her son's young cock vigorously, the edge of her hand slapping downward, her palm covering his smoothly swollen prickhead on the upstroke. The seeping juices of his cock smeared her palm, making her fist slippery. She raced her fist up and down, gurgling with hot hunger, her eyes blurring. Her lips were parted and her tongue licked them feverishly.
"You want to come, don't you, Frank?" she purred in a throaty voice. "You need to come, don't you? Do your balls hurt, Frank? Does your cock feel like it's going to burst?"
"Mom!" he gasped, arching his hips upward. "Ohhhh, Mom, that feels so good!"
"Peek at me, will you? Sneak in and watch me undress, will you? You like to see girls, Frank? Do you like to watch girls without their clothes on?"
"Mom, I didn't…"
"Shut up!" she hissed, pounding at his hard cock almost frantically. "Shut up! Don't say anything else, Frank!"
Frank fell silent, his breath coming out in soft, snorting sounds. He wanted to watch his mother's fist on his cock, but he wanted to look at her hairy cunt more. He wanted to touch it, feel it, but wasn't sure she would let him. Just because she was jacking his cock didn't mean she would let him feel her cunt. His mother acted strange sometimes.
"Ahhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!" Linda moaned, ramming her fist up and down very fast, from the base of her son's cock to the head. "Oooooh, nice and hard! So hot and hard!"
Frank couldn't stop the words.
"Are you gonna jack me off, Mom?"