Donna slipped a finger into her wet crotch, peeling the material from her pussy. The pink cunt lips glistened, the tip of her clit standing out. Again, she began to piss, spraying the glass top of the coffee table until pee ran over the sides.
Donna watched her son's face grimace with pleasure, and again wondered if her, son would ask her to piss into his face. She wondered if she would be able to, and decided she would.
Timmy's eyes were wide with pleasure as he watched his mother pissing through the glass, his cock burning. He licked his lips again, and suddenly his cock gushed, spraying come juice across his stomach. Donna's cunt dribbled to a finish, and she remained atop the table until she was certain she would not piss anymore. The rich mass of her cunt hair was matted to her flesh.
"You gotta lick this mess off my stomach now, Mom!" Timmy said, scooting from beneath the table.
CHAPTER SIX
Donna scrambled off the table, getting to her hands and knees. She ran her tongue through the come juice on her son's stomach, licking the come juice, tasting it. Her inner thighs were wet with piss, her panties drenched.
She swirled her tongue about his stomach until she had licked every bit of come juice from it then she lifted his cock and licked at his piss hole, taking his cockhead into her mouth, making sure there was no more come juice left.
She showered later, soaping away the piss that covered her body.
She felt good, very good.
Her imagination was running wild, imagining impossible things she and her son could do with each other. One thing she wanted to do was piss on him, piss on his cock and balls, piss on his chest… in his face.
If her son enjoyed watching her piss so much, as he had seemed beneath the table, perhaps he would enjoy it better if she pissed directly on him. When Donna finished with the shower, she found Timmy had left the house.
Disappointed, not liking being alone now, she paced the floor, naked. Her mind was going swiftly over other perverse things she and her son could do. They knew more about each other now, what each liked best. She knew Timmy enjoyed fucking her, loved it when she sucked him off, and he became excited when he pissed on her. Yet she knew hardly anything other than that about his erotic hungers.
He returned about an hour later, handing her a small package. "Your new shorts, Mom," he said.
Donna opened the box and lifted the shorts from the package. Her eyes widened and she looked at him. "I have to wear these?"
"Put them on now," he said.
Donna slipped the shorts on, blushing.
They fit her tightly, seeming like any pair of shorts, but with exceptions. The crotch was cut out and replaced with some see-through material. The hair of her cunt was perfectly visible. And, in back, both her ass cheeks were exposed.
"I feel silly wearing these," she said.
"You look good in them!" Timmy said, walking around his mother, looking at her. "No bra, of course. I like to see your tits naked. But, those shorts make my cock hard."
Donna went about the house wearing the shorts, blushing most of the time. Timmy's eyes followed her, his cock always up and throbbing. He enjoyed watching the rippling, twisting movement of her ass through the cut-off shorts.
Once she was startled by the door bell, and crouched nakedly in hiding as her son sent a salesman away. Timmy laughed at her embarrassment.
"You have to answer the door next time, Mom," he said.
"Not like this, Timmy!"
"Sure, why not?" He grinned wickedly at her. "Give some poor asshole a thrill."
"Timmy, please don't ask me to do something like that," she whispered. "Please, not naked!"
"We'll see," he said, then forgot about the matter. He was looking at her long legs, at the mat of cunt hair through the transparent material of her shorts.
"You can take them off now," he said after a moment.
Donna peeled the lewd shorts off, wiggling her ass to get out of them. They were very tight. Her wiggles sent Timmy's cock into a throbbing hardness, his eyes bright. He had his mother stand with her legs parted, her hips arched toward him. Donna, at his say-so, pulled the hairy lips of her cunt open for him. Timmy dropped down in front of her, sitting on the floor with his lower body between her thighs. He looked up into his mother's cunt. The hairy lips and wetness of it fascinated him, his eyes glowing.
"I'm gonna give your hairy cunt a big, juicy kiss! Mom," he said.
Donna's naked flesh shivered. She had wanted her son to kiss her cunt before, but was afraid to ask. He had done just about everything to her except kiss her pussy.
She stood with her feet an each side of him, her fingers holding her cunt open, looking down into his glassy eyes.
Timmy turned his face to one side, kissing just above his mother's knee. Donna mewled when his lips touched her flesh and began to purr as he licked. Her legs trembled with excitement as his tongue climbed higher on her inner thigh. She stared hotly down at him, gasping softly, her tits lifting and falling, nipples bursting hard. She pulled at the puffy lips of her cunt, opening her pussy as far she could.
Timmy ran the tip of his tongue along the inside of one cunt lip, making his mother's body shake. He licked her other cunt lip, then dragged his tongue across her inflamed cunt.
"Oooo good, darling!"
Timmy dipped his tongue into his mother's cunt, tasting the slippery fuck juices.
"Oooo yes, baby!" Donna cried softly. "Yes, yes!"
Timmy thrust his tongue into his mothers cunt, feeling the soft wetness, tasting her pussy juices. Placing his lips on her fiery cunt, he kissed. Donna's ass shook, her knees bending slightly.
"Ohhh baby, that's so good!"
Timmy ran his hands up the backs of his mother's thighs, feeling her creamy flesh. He cupped the tight checks of her ass, squeezing them. While his tongue darted and probed, his hands were in constant movement, feeling her thighs, her ass cheeks.
Donna released her hold on the lips of her cunt, grabbing the back of his head to hold his face tight at her pussy. She wiggled her crotch into his face, feeling his tongue fuck deeper into her juicy cunt. Her clit was ready to burst already, but she didn't want to come so soon. She was afraid that if she came now Timmy would stop licking her, and it felt so good, she wanted it to last for a long time.
"Lick me, darling!" she cooed. "Oh, Timmy, suck mother's cunt! I love it, baby! Fuck my pussy with your sweet tongue! Oooo, shove it deep! Tongue fuck my cunt! Eat my pussy… suck my cunt, darling! Ohhhh, fuck it, fuck it! Suck… suck the piss out of mother's cunt, baby!"
Timmy clutched the grinding cheeks of his mother's grinding ass tightly, pressing his mouth as hard as he could into her fiery cunt. He licked his tongue about her juicy pussy lips, darting his tongue inside, tasting the wet heat, the slippery juices. He closed his lips and sucked, drawing more juice from her pussy and into his mouth, swallowing greedily.
Donna knew his cock had to be very hard, although she could not see. She tried to look over her shoulder, but could see only as far as his knees. The desire to twist about and fall upon her son, her cunt smashing into his sucking mouth, and pulling his cock into her mouth was strong. She wanted to devour his cock while he sucked her cunt, consume his prick until his balls exploded that sweet, thick, boiling come juice down her throat. But she remained above Timmy, twisting her crotch about in a screwing motion, holding the back of his head.
"Go deep, Timmy!" she gasped. "Ohhh, stick your tongue deep! Fuck me real deep, baby! Ahhhh, suck mother's cunt! Darling, darling… you suck so fucking good!"