"Let_s do mom!" - читать интересную книгу автора (Andrews Kathy)

CHAPTER THREE

Jennifer tried to avoid her son for the next few days, but that was impossible to do in their small apartment.

She made sure she kept her skirts down, and she wore loose sweaters to conceal her tits. She knew he still had her photos and was jacking off to them. And it hurt her to see the way he would look at her, his eyes showing the hot yearning, confused because she was avoiding him.

She wasn't sure why she was, only that what she had done with him was crazy. Johnny was her son, not her lover. Still, she would stare at his back, and feel her cunt become moist and tingling, her nipples stiff. The feel of his cock seemed to stay in her hand, and the way he had pushed his finger into her cunt… she had almost come again just thinking about it.

Jennifer was angry with herself. She knew Johnny wanted more, even if only to watch her fingerfuck her cunt while he jacked off. Mutual masturbation could be a fun thing, she knew, but Johnny was her son. He was jacking off alone in his room, and at night Jennifer would finger-fuck herself to orgasm after orgasm, envisioning his young cock and balls.

After a time, she decided that what they had done was not wrong, could not be wrong. There had been so much pleasure in it, for both of them. How could pleasure be wrong? Who were they harming? Who could ever know?

No, she decided, it was not right to have her son suffer, be frustrated.

With her mind made up, Jennifer decided she would still show herself off for him in public, and in that way give him some gratification, and satisfy her own desires to expose herself.

Jennifer had decided to take her son to the post office to check her mail. But that was not her real purpose. She would flash herself in the post office, for her son, and if anyone else was there, give them a nice peek, too.

She searched her closet and found a short skirt, a miniskirt that was coming back into fashion. She then selected a pair of very skimpy bikini panties, hardly two pieces of lacy cloth with elastic to hold them on her hips. They were flimsy, and almost transparent. The pale-blue color matched the blue of her skirt and her powder-blue lightweight sweater.

When she was dressed, she looked at herself in the mirror. If her skirt was an inch shorter, she might as well have been in her panties only. She turned her back to the mirror and leaned over a little, and saw her panties.

A wicked grin spread over her face, thinking why not go all the way and remove her panties. She stripped them off, and she felt excitement starting to rumble through her already. Now she would really give a show of her body. The sweater hugged her tits, her nipples pressing out and outlined.

"Honey, come with me to the post office," she said to her son who was curled up on the couch reading. He was in an old pair of faded jeans, hacked off at the thighs, the summer uniform for most boys.

Johnny looked up at his mother, his eyes slowly lifting along her slender thighs, her short skirt, then her jutting tits.

Jennifer smiled at him. "Do I look okay?" Johnny nodded, and she saw the hot hunger in his young eyes, and the disappointment, too. She knew her son still wanted to see her cunt, suck her titties, maybe feel her up some more and jack off.

A shiver swept through Jennifer's slender body, and her clit swelled. She wanted to grab her son's cock and jack him off, see him squirt again, have his hand on her cunt. She wanted to fuck him!

She took a step closer, but then he swung his feet off the couch and stood. The spell was broken, and she waked from the apartment on weak legs, feeling her cunt throb and bubble wetly.

She climbed into the car. As she drove the short distance, she could feel his hot eyes on her thighs, the thrust of her tits.

The post office had about ten steps up to the door, and Jennifer, with her pulses pounding, walked ahead of her son, Johnny stared at her long legs, and he began to breathe hard when he caught a glimpse of her naked ass under the short skirt. When she reached the top of the steps, Jennifer stopped there and waited for him to catch up with her, knowing he had seen her naked ass. Even if she had not known it, the evidence of his cock pushing out inside his cut-offs told her that he did.

Pushing open the double doors of the post office, Jennifer entered, followed by her son.

There was one other person checking mail, a woman a few years older than Jennifer. She was wearing tight jeans and a T-shirt, and she noticed her son give the woman's shapely ass a good look.

Jennifer moved to her postal box, which was low down in a long row of boxes. With her back to her son and the woman, she leaned over, her legs straight, twisting the combination lock. Her short skirt lifted upward, the creamy sweetness of her ass exposed.

She heard a gasp, and she glanced over her shoulder. The woman in jeans was staring at her ass. Jennifer went about her business of opening the lock, pretending to have trouble with it, her ass still showing.

When the woman turned to leave, Jennifer giggled.

Johnny was behind his mother, staring at her naked ass, his cock pushing hard at the front of his cut-offs.

"Fucking lock," Jennifer muttered loud enough for her son to hear. "Fucking thing won't open."

She heard her son suck in his breath. She had never said such words before, except that night when they enjoyed their mutual jack-off session together. Twisting at the lock, she swayed her exposed ass, spreading her feet further apart. Johnny saw now only his mother's satiny ass, but he also saw the blonde hairs of her cunt.

It was too much for him.

He pulled his cock from the frayed leg of his cut-offs, gripping it in his fist.

When Jennifer glanced over her shoulder at him, it was her turn to gasp.

"Johnny…" she murmured, staring hotly at his cock.

She leaned over a bit more, and almost all of her ass showed now. If anyone came into the post office, they would see quite a sight. They would see what her son was seeing – a very beautiful naked ass.

Johnny, gazing at his mother, took a step closer.

Jennifer's breath caught in her throat as her son stepped right up to her ass. She felt him rub the hot head of his cock against her thigh, lifting it to rub along the cheek of her ass, then the other side. Her cunt sucked inward with pleasure. Her elk knotted, juices seeping from the lips.

"Johnny…"

"Mom, you don't know what you're doing to me!" he moaned, sliding the hot head of his cock along the back of one thigh now.

Jennifer felt the wetness of his piss-hole smearing her flesh, and her cunt seemed to burst into flame. She swayed her ass, leaning over, her hands braced on the row of mail boxes.

"Johnny," she said, a whispery sound of passion.

Johnny, staring down at the split of his mother's naked ass, pulled his cock upward, and Jennifer gasped again, feeling him rub it along the juicy slit of her cunt from behind.

"Johnny!" she squealed.

Her son had pushed the swollen head of his cock into her cunt!

"Ohhhhh, Mom!"

"Johnny, Johnny… baby!" she whimpered, her ass moving back, her cunt sliding over her son's cock.

Jennifer closed her eyes as his cock filled her pussy, spreading the sensitive lips over it. Her body trembled, causing her ass to shake. She felt the roughness of his cut-off jeans on her naked ass now, pressed tightly against her, his cock buried completely into her cunt. Her fiery pussy clung to his cock, vibrating wetly, flexing on it. Jennifer felt weak. Her son's cock was inside her cunt as she leaned over. She spread her feet wider on the floor, pressing her ass tightly against him.

With his cock in his mother's cunt, Johnny placed his hands on her hips, under her skirt.

Jennifer felt him trembling, his cock throbbing hotly up her cunt.

"Johnny, please…"

"Mom, I gotta do – oh, Mom, please!"

"God, yes!" Jennifer cried out. "Yes, baby, yes!"

She felt him dig his fingers into her hips, and his cock pulling back. She felt the head almost slide out of her cunt, and she held her breath, not wanting him to take it out now.

But Johnny only paused, looking down between the split of her ass to see his cock glistening with the wetness of his mother's cunt.

Then he pushed it back in, a little harder.

"Ohhhh!" Jennifer grunted, ramming her ass back at him as he thrust into her pussy. "Oooooooh, baby!"

She heard him breathing hard, and she wagged her ass to entice him. Johnny, overwhelmed by the wet heat of his mother's cunt gripping his cock, began to fuck in and out faster, fucking her deeply.

Jennifer squealed and cried out with each plunge of her son's cock into her cunt. She thought her pussy was on fire, actually blazing. His cock fucked into her pussy, feeling bigger than it actually was, spreading her open, filling her with it. She could feel the throbbing, the ridges and grooves with the highly sensitive lips of her cunt. Like her son, she was overwhelmed to find his cock up her cunt, fucking her. Her mind reeled, her passion intense. She humped her ass with him, grinding against him almost in a frenzy.

She no longer thought about where she was, about someone coming into the post office and seeing her with her son's cock ramming up her cunt frantically. The wily thing she was concerned about at this moment was the deeply satisfying thrust of his cock.

Each time her son rammed up her cunt, her sweatered tits swayed and bobbled, her nipples rubbing against the material, creating a greater inflammation in her pussy. The hot, wet friction of her son's cock was about to make her come soon, and the lips of her cunt were grabbing at his prick each time he pulled back, holding it tightly, her clit knotted ever so deliciously. His cock made wet, squishy sounds in her cunt.

"Fuck me!" she screamed.

Johnny's reply was a grunt and a thrust, so hard and deep that her head banged against the row of mail boxes, but Jennifer didn't even know it.

"Fuck me!" she cried out again, louder, swinging her ass against him. "Fuck me, Johnny!"

Digging his fingers into his mother's hip, Johnny yanked her exposed ass back as he plunged forward. He was biting at his bottom lip, staring down at his mother's twisting ass. The wet heat closed about his cock was making his balls hard. He could see the crinkling tightness of his mother's asshole as he withdrew.

Jennifer, sobbing with boiling ecstasy, lifted her head, pressing her cheek against the mail boxes, eyes tight. Her cunt was swelling, yet holding his cock very tightly. She was about to come, and the thrilling rapture filled her from head to toe.

When her cunt exploded, the lips squeezing her son's cock, she let out a sharp, quick scream.

"Johnny!"

She rammed her ass against her son, wanting him deeper as she came, but his cock was already as deep as it could go. While her cunt convulsed, Jennifer darted one hand between her thighs. She pulled her son's hot, hard balls out of the leg of his cut-offs, twisting and pulling on them as she came. The spasms of her pussy created another scream of ecstasy.

"I'm coming, Johnny!"

Johnny was gritting his teeth as he felt his mother's cunt grab and hold his cock, her rippling orgasm puffing on it. The way his mother was holding his balls, tugging and twisting them, was about to make him come, too.

When the contractions of her cunt stopped, Jennifer found her son's cock still very hard, sliding in and out of her cunt once more. She twisted her ass vigorously, still holding his balls, but not as tightly.

"Ohhhh, baby, you're still hard!" she gasped. "Oooooh, more, Johnny! Fuck me some more! Ahhhhh, God, baby, fuck mother again!"

Gripping her hips hard, Johnny began to rock back and forth, still watching her naked ass twist and grind. Each time he ran his cock up his mother's cunt, her head struck the row of mailboxes, but still Jennifer did not feel it.

She breathed harshly, her lips parted, eyes still closed. She could tell she was going to come again, her cunt bubbling and seeping while her clit throbbed with hardness.

"Oooooh, yes, yes!" she sobbed. "Ooooh, give it to me, Johnny! Ram mother good and hard and deep! Fuck me, baby, fuck me! Ahhhh, your cock is so hard in my cunt… fucking me! Fuck mother… fuck mother hard! Oooooh, I think I'm going to come again, Johnny!"

She lifted her head, her neck straining, clutching the mailboxes desperately to keep from falling. Her knees were bending, her legs shaking with weakness.

Johnny was leaning over her grinding ass, his hands sliding up from her hips, causing her skirt to bunch around her waist, then he was cupping his mother's tits, his cock ramming faster and faster, and his grunts louder than ever. He was squeezing her tits hard, but it only made Jennifer squeal in ecstasy, not pain.

"Ahhhhh!" she yelled.

Her second orgasm burst in her cunt, creating an exquisite wet tightness around her son's cock.

This time, as she came, Johnny couldn't hold back any longer.

"Mom, I gotta – ohhh, I gotta come, Mom!"

"Yes!" Jennifer screamed, the spasms in her cunt making her voice thick and hoarse.

She felt her son press hard against her naked ass, then his cock seemed to jump deep inside her cunt.

"Ooooooh, Johnny!" she cried when she felt the hot, strong spurts of her son's come juice splattering along the satiny tissues of her fiery cunt, filling her. "Ahhhh, yes, baby!"

Straining hard, Johnny squirted over and over into his mother's cunt, and again Jennifer remembered how much he had come that night watching him jack off. Each searing spurt of his cock sent her cunt into stronger convulsions. She came so hard, she could hardly stand it.

When the flood of his come juice stopped, Johnny pulled his hands off his mother's tits sliding them to her hips. He held her naked hips a moment as he slowly regained strength. Then while his cock softened, he pulled it from her pussy.

Jennifer, struggling to breathe, remained bent over, only her hands on the row of mailboxes preventing her from sliding to the floor. She was so weak she couldn't close her legs, and she rested there with her short skirt at her waist, her ass exposed, her cunt dripping the juices of her son's hot balls down her inner thighs.

When she felt strong enough, she stood up, turning around, still breathing hard. She pushed her hand under her skirt and cupped her cunt, feeling his juices seep from it. She giggled shyly. She suddenly felt bashful, an emotion she had not felt in years.

She used her other hand to gently fuck her son's cock and balls back into the leg of his frayed cut-offs while he sucked in air.

The sound of the outer doors opening caused her to jump, jerking her hand from beneath her skirt. It was coated with their juices.

A man entered, glancing at them, then going to the other end of the mailboxes. Then he looked back at Jennifer again, his eyes widening. Her short skirt was folded up slightly, and the man saw her blonde pussy hairs.

Jennifer grabbed her son's hand, and almost ran from the post office. She was giggling by the time they were in the car.

"I guess we did it, huh, Johnny?" Johnny grinned at his mother proudly, nodding his head.

Jennifer wrapped her arm about his shoulders, pulling him to her lips, kissing him hard, the tip of her tongue licking across his lips.

"Well, it looks like I got fucked," she said, giggling shyly.

"So did I, Mom!"