Piss began to seep from her cunt lips, running along the cheeks of her ass. Barbara closed her eyes, her face showing her pleasure. Bobby kept pissing, watching her fingers holding her cunt lips. Then Barbara closed her cunt about his cock, moaning in perverse ecstasy.
"Piss hard! Don't stop!" she squealed. "It feels wonderful! So hot… so fucking hot in my cunt! Piss in me… piss in my fucking cunt, baby! Drown Mother's hot cunt in your wonderful piss!"
Her ass was covered with piss. Bobby kept the stream going for as long as he could.
"Ohhh, you're making me come!" Barbara screamed in surprise. "I didn't think I could again! Oooooh, baby, my cunt is coming again! Oh, piss in my fucking hot cunt! Make me come hard!"
Her hips bucked upward. His cock wasn't hard but the prick-head stayed inside for a while longer, then it slipped free. The hot golden piss gushed upon his mother's cunt, drenching the dark pussy hair. Barbara clawed her pussy apart, feeling her son's piss stinging her hot clit. She grabbed her legs, drawing her knees to her tits. The piss flooded from her cunt then burned against her puckered asshole.
Barbara began to scream softly as her orgasms ripped through her body like a burning, searing fire.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Barbara was finding that she was not only erotic of mind and body, but enjoyed – craved the more bizarre and perverse pleasures of the flesh.
She went to sleep curled up with her son thinking how good it had felt when he pissed inside her cunt, and remembering the taste of Cindy's sweet, hot piss. She dreamed of sucking cunt and cock, and taking them into every hole of her body.
The moment she woke up, her mind flooded with erotic hungers, perverse hungers. And she had the means to satisfy those hungers. Bobby would do it all with her, and she knew Cindy wouldn't balk. That little girl was such a hot piece of cute ass!
She bathed and dressed while her son continued to sleep. She brushed her hair until it gleamed. She even went so far as to shampoo the thick hair of her cunt, giggling at her naughtiness.
Returning to the bed, wearing panties and bra, she looked down at her sleeping son. Her bra exposed her nipples, and they turned hard as she looked at Bobby. Her panties were a normal bikini type, but a size too small for her. They slipped between the split of her ass, showing the creamy swells. The crotch pulled up into her cunt, and her cunt lips spread outside it.
Bobby slept on his back, his cock standing straight up in sleep. His precious young balls looked full again. He came so much, she thought, looking down on him. His balls were so young, yet held much come juice. And his cock, not yet as long and thick as a man's, excited her more than any cock in the world. She wanted to wrap her lips about it, suck it and see if she could make him come off in her mouth before he woke up, but she resisted the temptation.
She went to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. She had been in there only a short time when Bobby came in, rubbing at his sleepy eyes.
"Good morning," she said, noticing his cock had deflated. "You didn't piss yet, did you?"
Bobby grinned at her. "I wouldn't dare, Mother. I never know when you might want it."
"Wonderful," Barbara chuckled. "Eat your breakfast, then we'll see if we can come up with something. When you have to piss, you have to piss, and we don't want you to suffer."
Bobby ate hungrily, washing his food down with two tall glasses of ice-cold milk. Barbara took him by his hand. They walked to the bathroom, where Barbara went to her knees and fondled his cock and balls. Turning him around, she stroked his ass, kissing it, darting her tongue about the young, firm cheeks. She sat on the floor of the bathroom, resting her head on the toilet. She pulled her son back until she had his ass in her face. Reaching in front of him, she grasped his cock, and at the same time she began to lick into his asshole.
Bobby gazed down at his mother's long thighs, seeing the hair and the pink lips of her cunt on either side of the very tight panties.
"You better be careful, Mother," he said. "You'll be sucking the shit out of me."
"Mmmmm," Barbara whimpered, lapping along his asshole. "I wouldn't mind that," she said. "I don't think so, anyway."
Bobby turned to face her, his cock half-hard. Barbara leaned her head back on the toilet; her face turned up to him. She stared at his cock with hungry eyes.
"Bobby, you've got to piss in my face. You've got to use my face as the toilet."
He grinned as he looked down at her. "You're really turned on by piss, aren't you, Mother?"
"Do you mind?" she whispered, stroking his thighs, his hips, but gazing at his cock all the time. "Do you care if I am, honey?"
"I think it's fun, Mother."
She brought her hand to his prick; holding it at the base. She moved it up and down. "You'll do it for me, won't you? I mean, use Mother's face for your toilet?"
"Whatever you want, Mother," he replied. "I sort of like it, too."
"Sort of?" she asked softly. "Just sort of?"
"It turns me on, too," he admitted.
"Then piss in my face!" she groaned.
Bobby shoved his hips forward, his feet on each side of his mother's body. Barbara held her son's cock, aiming it into her face.
"Now, honey!" she urged hoarsely. "Piss in Mother's face now! Please, oh please!"
Bobby didn't have to strain very hard.
The golden piss squirted from his cock. He watched it splash into his mother's beautiful face. Barbara groaned with pleasure as the hot piss sprayed about her nose, her cheeks. She moved his cock, and the piss tingled on her closed lips. She began to purr and writhe her ass on the tile of the bathroom floor.
The hot piss ran about her neck and shoulders, but she kept the force of it in her face, mostly on her lips. She had closed her eyes, savoring the perverse ecstasy. Her cunt tingled and swelled; the crotch of the panties drawn tightly into the slit. Her cunt started to tingle and become knotted. She parted her lips slightly, feeling her son's piss seep past her teeth. Her tongue tasted it, and she moaned louder. Slowly, she began to open her lips.
Bobby watched, his face eager, excitement growing inside his young body.
Barbara's lips opened wider, her teeth parting. The stream of piss flowed into her mouth. A soft sob bubbled from her contracted throat as her cunt erupted into orgasm. Her lips opened wider and finally her mouth opened as wide as possible. She clung to his cock, making sure he pissed into her mouth. She moved her tongue, taking the piss on the flat surface of it then moved his cock slightly. The hot stream gushed into her mouth, into her throat.
Barbara began to swallow.
Her cunt clenched as an overwhelming orgasm shot through it. She cried out, pulling at her son's cock, bringing it downward to her mouth. She held his cock a few inches from her mouth, drinking his piss. But as a third orgasm boiled through her cunt, she pulled the head of her son's cock between her lips. Bobby stopped pissing for a moment, then started once again.
Barbara held her lips just past his piss hole, sucking at his piss, her tongue resting lightly upon it. The hot piss gushed past her tongue, into her mouth, and down her throat.
By the time Bobby had finished pissing, his mother was twisting her ass on the floor of the bathroom, coming in tight waves of multi-orgasms. She held her tits now, still sucking at the head of her son's cock. Her tongue flicked about the sensitive piss hole, and Bobby understood she wanted to suck him off. He leaned forward, bracing himself on the water tank above his mother's head. He watched her lips sucking on his cock, and he felt the urge to fuck her. Barbara cupped his ass, pulling him forward to take his cock deep into her mouth, his balls pressing against her chin. His cock swelled, became hard inside his mother's lips. Soon, he had a hard-on that was strong and powerful.