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Joan sat in the waiting room with her son, Billy. It was time for his annual checkup. There was nothing wrong with her son that she could see, except he was growing like a weed.They were the only ones in the waiting room now, and Billy was getting restless. After the last patient had left, the secretary relaxed. She sat behind her desk filing her fingernails, apparently finished with her work for the day. The desk was open in front, and Joan found herself looking at the girl's knees.It brought back an old memory of when she was a k**. A cousin had spent the night with her, and as girls will, they had begun touching each other, exploring and experimenting.

Gazing at the secretary's knees, Joan recalled the feel of her cousin's body, but especially the smoothness of her thighs, the tightness of her ass, and most of all, the soft wetness of her cousin s cunt.The girl behind the desk began to squirm her ass on the chair, opening her knees a bit. She didn't give any indication of awareness, Joan thought. She could see between the girl's thighs now almost to her crotch the girl kept filing her nails, and her knees kept opening slowly. Joan felt excitement bubbling between her ownthighs. She was wearing jeans, and her legs were crossed. She felt the wetness starting in her own cunt, and began flexing her thighs, creating pressure on her cunt.

She became aware that her son was no longer squirming about restlessly, and glanced at him. Billy's eyes were big, and he, too, was seeing between the girl's legs. For a moment Joan blushed. She had saw the lifting of his cock inside his pants. Turning her eyes back toward the girl, she felt her breath catch in her throat. She could see the girl's panties now, the expanse of her crotch. The girl had opened her legs wide, scooting her ass to the edge of her chair, still filing away at her nails.

Surely the girl realizes she's exposed, Joan thought.

She glanced at her son again, feeling as if she should nudge him, make him stop staring so openly. Yet, she didn't. There was a perverse sensation of pleasure in knowing her son was looking up the girl's dress. She felt her cunt bubbling wetly, and the urge to swing her foot back and forth, bring her cunt to orgasm, was getting strong.

She glanced at her son's lap again, and his cock was now bulging out with an intense hard-on. She had never seen his cock this way before, and she felt a shiver rippling up and down her spine. Her feelings were confused about it. In
a way it thrilled her, and in another she felt ashamed. Not ashamed because he had a hard-on, but ashamed because it excited her.

The girl behind the desk held her legs wide apart, her white uniform skirt halfway up her thighs now. Joan gazed into the girl's crotch with burning eyes. She could almost see the outline of her cunt. As it was, she saw dark blonde hair curling from the tight panties, and that caused her emotions to flare with heat. The fact that her son was seeing what she was looking at caused her to tremble.

The office door opened and the doctor stepped out.

The doctor was an exceptionally beautiful woman. She had long hair, a deep auburn color, that swirled about her shoulders. She wore a white smock that hung to her knees, buttoned up. Her tits strained at the smock, but the material was too thick to outline her nipples.

"Ah, Billy," Doctor Nancy said, pleased to see him. "It's been six months already?"
Joan smiled nervously. She noticed the girl behind the desk didn't close her knees, or stop filing her nails.

"Is this your annual, or is something wrong?" Doctor Nancy asked.

"His annual," Joan replied, her voice oddly husky.

"Well, bring him in and let's check him over,

Joan-"
Joan was embarrassed for her son when he stood and his cock bulged out in hardness. But Doctor Nancy smiled and stepped aside to allow them into her office. Billy jumped up on the examination table as usual, knees apart, feet swinging.

"Now, Billy," Doctor Nancy said. "You know better than this. You always undress first."
Grinning, Billy removed his shirt, then jumped to the floor and slipped his pants down, taking them from his feet. He wore Jockey shorts, and his cock strained at the white fabric. He showed no embarrassment whatsoever.
Doctor Nancy grinned, then said to Joan:
"Maybe it would be best if you waited outside, Joan. Billy is getting big, it seems, and we don't want to embarrass him."
Joan had been gazing at her son's cock as it pressed against his shorts. A small tremor went through her. She turned and walked back into the waiting room, taking her same seat. The girl was still filing at her nails, still with her knees apart, still exposing the tight crotch of her panties.

Now the girl smiled at Joan.

Joan smiled back, a bit nervously. The girl began to swing her knees, never closing them completely. Joan's eyes burned between those
creamy thighs, and she swallowed, the sound seeming awfully loud in the small waiting room.

The girl stood and went to the door, turning the lock. "If I don't lock the door after hours," the girl said, "we get people trying to come in."
She went back to her desk, again opening her legs. Only this time she didn't file her nails. She stared at Joan, running her tongue suggestively over her lips.

"Your son had a hard-on," the girl whispered.

"What?" Joan asked, jumping from the bluntness of the words.

"I said, your son's cock was hard." "Oh! Oh, yes, I suppose it was." "Hey, come on," the girl grinned. "All the boys get a hard-on once in a while. It's no big deal."
Joan felt faint. Why was this girl talking to her this way? Why was she exposing her cunt this way? What was going on, anyway?
She had been in this waiting room many times, but the girl had never acted so brazenly before. She didn't even know the girl's name, for that matter.

"You're showing yourself deliberately," Joan blurted.

"Of course I am," the girl said with a lewd grin.

"But... why?" Joan asked.

The girl slipped her hand under the desk and openly caressed the tight crotch of her panties. "Because I enjoy it. I can make the little cocks become very hard that way. Most of the mothers never notice. But you did."
The girl's voice was low and suggestive. She ran her palm up and down the crotch of her panties. They gazed at each other for a tense moment.

"I'm a cunt licker," the girl said.

Joan jumped, her eyes widening.

"What . . . what did you say?" she mumbled.

"I said I'm a cunt licker," the girl said firmly. "I eat cunt. You know what that means, surely."
Joan found herself nodding her head. This was crazy, she thought. But the tension of sexual desire seemed heavy in the small waiting room. Her cunt was burning as it never had before. She wanted to fling her legs apart and claw at her own cunt, and if it had not been for the tight jeans, she suspected she would have done so.

"You want to get sucked?" the girl asked bluntly. "I suck cunt real good."
"No... no, thank you," Joan whispered politely, wondering what was wrong with her.

She saw the girl slide the crotch of her panties to one side, showing her cunt. It was beautiful, Joan thought. The cunt hair was silky and thick,
the lips of her pussy thick and wet. The girl used both her hands to part the hairy cuntlips, showing her steamy, rigid clit. She slipped a finger into her cunt and began to finger-fuck slowly, without any shame on her face.

"Are you sure?" the girl whispered. "The doctor will be some time with your son, and I especially love to suck a mother's cunt."
Joan didn't reply. She was fascinated to see this pretty young girl fingering her pussy.

The girl pulled her hands away and stood up. She came to Joan, sitting in a chair next to her. Joan trembled as the girl put her arm about her shoulders, but she didn't protest. The girl tipped her head up by the chin, and Joan gasped when she felt those hot, moist lips on hers. She felt the girl's tongue pressing at her lips, and then the tongue was inside her mouth. At the same time, a hand cupped her tit, and a gurgle came from her throat. The girl squeezed her tit tenderly, feeling of it.

"Nice" the girl whispered into Joan's ear, the tip of her tongue licking slowly. Joan sat still when the girl moved her hand into her blouse, shoving her bra away. When she had Joan's tit free, she leaned down and ran her tongue in a hot, wet circle about the stiffening nipple. As the girl sucked gently on her tit, she found her hand being pulled, the girl had worked her own skirt up, and the warmth of
a bare thigh was on Joan's palm. She felt the girl pulling her hand upward, felt her licking and sucking on her tit, and she couldn't stop it. Her hand was pressed into the crotch of the girl's panties, and the wet heat seemed to envelop Joan.

"Lovely titties," the girl whispered as she opened Joan's blouse. "Beautiful titties."
The girl kissed each of Joan's tits in turn, then slipped to the floor on her knees. Joan sobbed once as the girl began to unzip her jeans. She wanted to stop this now, yet she didn't.

Her jeans opened, and now Joan wished she had worn panties. The girl held her jeans open, her tongue running along Joan's quivering stomach, into the mass of pussy hair. She felt the tickling sensation as the girl tried to work her way downward, but the jeans stopped her. Getting to her feet, the girl took hold of Joan's hand.

"Come over here," she said in a whispery voice.

Joan found herself responding, almost in a daze. She was taken to the desk, but before sitting on it, the girl shoved her jeans down to her feet.

"Oooh, beautiful," the girl murmured, running her hands up and down Joan's curvy hips and smooth thighs. "So beautiful. I love a beautiful cunt. I bet you have a juicy pussy."

Joan found herself sitting on the desk, watching with unfocused eyes as the girl pulled one leg of her jeans off a foot. The girl parted Joan's legs, moving her face between them. Her tongue licked lightly at the inner surfaces of Joan's thighs. Joan began to whimper, but not with distaste. She whimpered with anticipation of that tongue on her pussy.

"You smell good, too," the girl murmured, sliding her tongue along Joan's thigh.

Joan jumped when the girl pressed her mouth into her cunt, kissing it with a wet heat. Holding Joan's thighs, the girl began licking her tongue up and down Joan's cunt, flicking at the distended clit.

"Oh, my God!" Joan whimpered, her eyes rolling in her head. She couldn't believe this was happening to her that she was giving in, and so fast. "Oooh, God!"
She looked down at the girl, seeing her gleaming hair, the eyes closed. The girl held her hips, stroking them lightly as her tongue began to swirl about the juicy cunt slit. The wicked tongue sc****d up and down, from the base of Joan's cunt to the tip of her throbbing clit. When the girl closed her soft, hot lips about her clit and began sucking almost tenderly on it, Joan whimpered sad pulled her legs up. Dr****g them over the girl's shoulder, she squeezed her

silky thighs against the girl's face, her ass beginning to move.

"Oh, yes," Joan hissed, racking her hips up and down, feeling the girl's tongue slid about her bubbling cunt. "Oh, G ... yes!"
The girl moaned softly as her tongue dipped back and forth, probing between the hair-lined lips of Joan's pussy. The tongue flicked and fluttered along each puffy, juicy lip of Joan's pussy, sucking away the wetness. Joan's ass moved up and down slowly, making tight circles of delight. She stared down her body, seeing the girl's nose buried, pressing into the thick cunt hair. Not once did the girl open her eyes. Joan felt her hands caressing the smooth curves of her ass, her hips, as the tongue licked and teased.

The girl drew back about half an inch, gurgling sounds coming from her. She opened her mouth wide, then pressed her lips into Joan's cunt again, sucking. The sensation sent a ripple of ecstasy through Joan's body. It felt to her as if the girl was sucking every drop of cunt juice from her body.

"Oh, yes, yes!" Joan hissed, grinding her pussy into the girl's mouth. In the back of her mind, she told herself this was crazy, insane, but her body, her cunt, told her different. She glanced toward the door to the doctor's office. It could open at any time, and she would be
caught here. Caught on the receptionist's desk, her pants dangling from one foot, legs wide, grinding her cunt into this exquisitely lovely girl's sucking mouth.

She was afraid of being caught, but her pussy was guiding her now. The ecstasy of the girl's lips and tongue made the fear fade.

The girl suddenly flicked her tongue into Joan's cunt.

"Ohhh!"
The girl's tongue fucked deep, very deep. It seemed impossible for a tongue to be so long, yet it seemed to be touching the very depths of her body. The tongue licked at the wet, satiny walls of her cunt, drew back and swirled about her distended clit wickedly. Joan humped her ass up, squealing softly, trying not to make much noise.

The ecstasy grew swiftly as the girl sucked and licked at her cunt. The tongue seemed to be everywhere at the same time-inside her cunt, lapping the puffy, hairy pussy lips, twisting about Joan's intensely inflamed clit. She hunched her ass up, grinding into the girl's face. Her fingers curled around the edges of the desk, gripping until her knuckles were white. She was gasping and mewling, twisting her head from side to side.

"Oooo, you'll. . . ahhh, so good!" Joan moaned. "Your tongue... so deep!"

The girl ran her tongue into Joan's cunt, twisting it in circles. Her hands held the cheeks of Joan's ass, stroking it, caressing it. The touches on her ass excited Joan as much as the tongue did. Squeezing her hot, smooth thighs tightly about the girl's head, she bucked her hips up and down, fucking the girls tongue, groaning as her orgasm began boiling someplace deep inside her body. She turned loose of the desk, her hands rushing to the girl's head. She pulled the cunt-eating face tightly into her pussy, churning her ass in circles.

"More," she whimpered. "Oooo, give me more! P ... please, harder!"
The girl curled her fingers into Joan's ass cheeks, squeezing them, her tongue thrusting back and forth like a cock, tongue-fucking Joan. The swifter the tongue fucked her, the better the ecstasy. Joan had to stuff the knuckles of her hand into her mouth to keep from screaming wildly. Her cunt had never felt so sensitive before, the pleasure never so good.

The girl kneeling between Joan's thighs was breathing heavily, the heat of her breath searing the curls of Joan's cunt. The fingers tightened on Joan's ass. Joan felt a finger near her puckered asshole. There was a fire growing between her long, slim thighs, a fire that was threatening to consume her.

"I'm about to... ahhh, deeper! Go deeper!

Yes, yes... deep and hard! Do it fast. . .lick me hard and fast! I think I'm going to. . .come!"
The girl moaned, pressing her mouth hard into Joan's hairy cunt, her tongue darting in and out rapidly. Joan bucked and twisted mindlessly; She was again clutching the girl's head, pulling her face as tight as she could into her cunt, her ass grinding furiously. The moist sounds of the girl's sucking mouth seemed so loud in the small waiting room.

Joan bit into her bottom lip as her impending orgasm became almost more than she, could stand. The ecstasy was driving her out of her mind. She was so close to coming, so very close.

Suddenly, her crotch jerked, smashing her cunt into the girl's face. The eruption was unbelievable. Every inch of Joan's slender body exploded with the most intense ecstasy she had ever experienced. She cried out as she came, her cunt gripping in tight contractions about the girl's thrusting tongue. She felt a pressure against her asshole, and a sob of pleasure came from her when the girt unexpectedly rammed her finger up her ass. This unusual sensation triggered another orgasm in Joan, and she began to sob with the intense explosions. She was coming in such intense waves of ecstasy, she hardly realized this exquisite girl was fucking her in the ass with her finger as her tongue fucked her cunt.

As the orgasms began to fade, she was only vaguely aware when the girl slipped her finger out of her ass, when she pulled her tongue from the tightness of her cunt. She lay limply on the desk, mewling softly as the girl kissed and licked at her inner thighs, the tip of her tongue swirling up and down the sides of her cunt lips.

"So sweet." the girl whispered, stroking her fingers through the cunt hair. "You have a sweet, hot cunt. And so juicy!"
The girl pressed her face once again into Joan's still-twitching cunt, it. Then the girl stood, caressing her hands along Joan's thighs to her stomach. Joan stirred, scooting off the desk and bending to pull her jeans on. The girl stroked her ass, then moved behind the desk as Joan pulled her jeans up and buttoned them, tugging the zipper upward.

She looked at the girl, who returned to her chair, sitting down primly. The girl ignored ha, and Joan began to wonder if it had really happened. She pecked under the desk, and the girl had her knees closed, her short white uniform skirt pulled down.

Impossible, she told herself. It was just a wild daydream. It didn't happen at all...

CHAPTER TWO

Inside the doctor's office, Billy sat on the examining table. His mother had just left, but his cock continued to stand up beneath his white Jockey shorts.

Nancy, the lovely doctor, stood back a pace or so, looking at him. Taking her stethoscope, she listened to his chest and lungs. She tapped his knees and elbows. She looked into his throat and ears. Her examination was swift and professional. Finished, she sat down at her small desk
and wrote her findings in his chart. Billy watched her, his interest already aroused by looking up the receptionist's skirt.. He had not lost his hard-on during the physical.

As Doctor Nancy sat at the desk, the smock parted, exposing an expanse of a creamy thigh, halfway up. Billy's eyes gazed there. From the corners of her eyes, she was watching the boy. Putting her pen down, she turned in the chair, facing him. Leaning on her elbow, she slumped, still looking at him with a supposedly professional interest. She saw a young boy, slim, but well nourished. He was good-looking, his chest hairless, as were his thighs.

Billy swung his feet back and forth. He wasn't the least bit nervous, nor did he show any embarrassment because his cock was still hard.

Nancy ran her eyes up and down the boy's body. She was interested in young boys Billy's age, very interested. In fact, her interest in young boys was so great, she had difficulty keeping her hands off their bodies when she examined them. Sometimes she could touch them intimately with a pretense of medical interest, but she was very careful, choosing the boys that accepted it as part of her examination.

Looking at Billy, she thought he wouldn't protest where she touched. He had a hard-on, already, which was a good sign to her. Looking at the clock, she saw she had kept Billy in
her office. longer than her allotted fifteen minutes. But her excitement was growing. She was sure his mother wouldn't come barging in. She had been watching Joan and Billy for some time. Joan wore tight, sexy clothing, and Nancy was certain she understood Joan very well.

Joan was, she decided, starved for sex.. She was just as certain that Joan, once aroused, would be wild with a man or woman. Nancy was also sure that Billy would not only enjoy the things she wanted to do with him, but that he would keep his mouth shut, too. He wouldn't be like the last young boy, who had cried to his mother. The woman had been furious, threatening lawsuits and all kinds of things.

Nancy's eyes dropped to Billy's straining cock. She ran her tongue over her lips. She let her knees part, exposing a good expanse of her thighs. She saw Billy's cock jerk, and a smile spread over her face. Billy was, she knew, very interested in looking at girls.

Billy looked between Doctor Nancy's legs without shame. He could almost see all the way up. And he wanted to. Doctor Nancy read his expression, and smiled at him. Getting to her feet, she stood before him.

"Billy," she said, her voice soft, "you're in excellent health. There does, however, seem to be a slight problem. I can certainly fix it, though."
She rested her warm palms on his thighs, and
when she began to caress them, Billy's body shivered.

"I'll fix it, but you've got to promise never to tell, not even your mother," she said.

"Why?" Billy asked innocently. "Because she might not understand," Doctor Nancy said in a low, throaty voice. "I'll fix the problem, but it must be between you and I, no one else."
"Sure, Doctor Nancy," Billy agreed. "You'll have to remove your shorts." Her hands had stroked up his thighs to his hips, and she began to pull his shorts down. She pulled them slowly, teasing herself. Her eyes stared down at his cock, her tongue licking across her lips. Billy lifted his ass. He wasn't worried; he'd been naked in front of Doctor Nancy many times. His shorts caught on his cock, and Doctor Nancy paused.

"It will be our secret, okay?" Billy nodded, a grin on his face. Doctor Nancy slipped his shorts down, gasping as she saw his hard-on. Her hands trembled as she pulled his shorts from his feet. Tossing them onto her chair, she stood gazing at his cock, his young balls. Her tits swelled, nipples straining. Her cunt began seeping juices, her clit turning hard. Billy's cock and balls were just what she desired. She didn't care for men, only young boys. She preferred the boy not to have
hair at the base of his cock, or on his balls. Yet, she wanted the boy to come, to squirt that delicious juice out of his balls, up his cock. There were not many, she had found; that could come without some hair. But Billy.

His cock and balls were naked. His cock was beautiful, the cockhead smooth and swollen, shining. His little piss hole had a glistening drop of fluid on it. That was enough evidence to her that Billy could come. His precious balls looked full, too.

"Lie back, honey," Doctor Nancy whispered, her voice barely controlled.

Billy lay back on the examining table, his cock standing straight up. Doctor Nancy rested a hand on his thigh, the other on his stomach. Her eyes glowed hotly at his cock.

"Now, Billy," she whispered, "I'm going to fix this. Remember, you're not to say anything about it. "Promise?"
Billy nodded his head.

Doctor Nancy moved her hand up his thigh. She lightly probed a fingertip at his balls. Billy moaned as she closed her hand about his balls... She squeezed tenderly, making a soft gasping sound. Her hand moved up to his cock. Closing her fingers about his hard-on, she pumped slowly, feeling the delicious heat of his prick, the beautiful way it throbbed in her fist.

"Beautiful," she murmured. She cupped his
balls again in her left hand, sliding her other hand downward. She closed her fist about his cock tightly. "Remember, Billy, not a word to anyone. I won't fix this if you tell."
"I won't tell, Doctor Nancy," Billy said, squirming his naked ass on the table. "I promise."
Doctor Nancy began moving her hand up and down his cock, clinging to his balls with the other hand. She was making soft hissing sounds of pleasure. Billy watched the doctor's hand jacking his cock.

"Are you gonna jack me off, Doctor Nancy?" he asked.

The doctor made a giggling sound, looking into his face. It pleased her that he wasn't bashful. She squeezed his cock.

"Would you like that, honey?" she asked. Billy nodded, grinning widely, his young eyes shining. He lifted his ass, shoving his cock into Doctor Nancy's fist. "I sure would!"
"Okay, baby," she purred. "I'll jack you off. I'd love to jack you off. You can come, can't you?"
"Yes," Billy grunted, squirming his ass about.

"Wonderful!" Doctor Nancy cooed, jerking her fist up and down his cock. She kept hold of his balls as she jacked him off, squeezing and tugging gently. The throbbing of his cock in her
fist felt good, and her cunt began to swell between her thighs. She pressed against the table, her eyes hot on the head of his cock as she pumped her fist. "I love to watch a boy come. It excites me to see that creamy juice squirting. I'll jack you off, honey. Ohhh, I'll jack your cock off so good!"
What the doctor was saying excited Billy as much as what she was doing. His cock had never felt harder.

Doctor Nancy pounded her fist up and down, twisting it on his prick. She kept hold of his balls. She was breathing loudly, her lips parted, the tip of her tongue protruding.

"So hard," she whispered. "Such a beautiful, hard cock. Oh, it's going to be such fun to see you come, Billy!"
"That's gonna be soon," he grunted, thrusting his hips up and down, meeting her fist. "It's gonna be real soon!"
"Oh, yes, Billy!" Doctor Nancy moaned, pounding hard on his cock. "Come all you want, when you want! Your cock feels so good, so hard, so hot!"
"And it's gonna come, too!" "Yes! Oh, yes, honey!"
Her fist flew up and down, her fingers tight.

"Now!" Billy grunted, his hips arching up. Doctor Nancy sucked in a hot breath as the creamy come juice gushed from his piss hole.

It flew a foot into the air, then splashed down upon his stomach. Doctor Nancy whined, beating his come-spewing cock vigorously. The lips of her cunt tightened, her clit swelling. She moaned, she was coming, too. Her ass swayed from side to side. Her eyes were huge, hot with ecstasy as she watched him come, seeing the juice spatter his young stomach. She felt his balls writhing in her hand, and she tightened her grip.

"Ooooo, look at it!" she moaned. "You're coming so much, Billy! Affhhbh, come, come hard."
She pumped his cock until he finished, then held his cock nit became soft. She pulled up on his cock, stretching it, bringing a final drop of come juice to his piss hole.

"Remember, no one is ever to know," she whispered.

"No on," he agreed.

Doctor Nancy stared at the come juice smearing his stomach then with a soft sob, she shoved her face down. She wiped her face into his come juice until she was smeared. She lifted her head, looked at him, then began licking his come juice from his stomach. She purred like a hungry kitten as she lapped the jism up, her tongue running all about his quivering flesh.

Ha face smeared with come juice, she stepped back, her expression showing her
pleasure. She ran her tongue over her wet lips.. "Billy," she whispered, "have you ever seen a woman before? I mean a grown woman, not a little girl?"
"Sure," Billy said.

"Naked?"
"Not naked," he confessed. "I peeked at my mother once, but she had on panties."
"Did that get you excited? You know, make your cock hard?"
"I had to jack off," Billy grinned. "Is your mother beautiful in her panties?" Doctor Nancy asked throatily, her fingers toying with the buttons of her smock. "Does your mother have beautiful legs? Do her tits stand out like . . mine?"
She pulled her smock apart, exposing her tits.

Billy gasped.

Doctor Nancy's tits were round and firm, her nipples a light-brown color, strained in hardness. The tit flesh was a creamy color, looking so smooth.

"Oh, that's great!" Billy gasped, his cock starting to stir as he gazed at Doctor Nancy's tits. "They're nice, Doctor Nancy."
She stepped closer. "You can touch them if you want."
Billy showed nervousness for the first time, but it was the excitement of it. He pressed his hands to Doctor Nancy's tits, feeling and strok-
ing them. He pulled at her nipples, twisting them, making Doctor Nancy gurgle.

"Suck them, Billy," she urged.

Billy eagerly lifted his head, taking a nipple into his mouth. Doctor Nancy held the back of his head, pulling his young face tightly. Billy sucked hard on her nipple, his tongue licking. Doctor Nancy purred softly, twisting her shoulders to shove her other nipple into his mouth.

"Mmmmm, you suck my tits good, honey," she whimpered, running her hand to his cock again. She cupped his cock and balls, pressing and feeling. "You're getting hard again."
She pulled her tit from his mouth, standing back again. His cock stood up in stiffness once more.

"How would you like to see me, Billy?" she asked. "I'm naked under this smock. I'm not wearing anything at all. No bra, no panties... just me only. I'm absolutely naked under it."
"Can I?" Billy asked eagerly. "Can I see you naked, Doctor Nancy?"
She grinned lewdly at him as her fingers opened the rest of the buttons. She pulled her smock open, holding it wide.

Billy's eyes became enormous as he looked at her.

Doctor Nancy was in her early thirties, tall and slender. Her tits strained out, nipples tilted
upward. Her waist was small, hips rounded. But it was the thick triangle of cunt hair that held Billy's attention.

"Do you like me?" Doctor Nancy asked softly.

"Oh, yes!" Billy said in a strained voice.

Doctor Nancy ran her hands through the hair of her cunt, pulling the strands away. Billy saw the pinkness of her cunt slit, and he thought he was going to come off again. His cock lurched, drawing Doctor Nancy's eyes.

"Don't you dare," she giggled. "You can't come yet, Billy."
She parted the puffy lips of her cunt, spreading her feet on the floor and shoving her hips forward. She enjoyed exposing herself to a young boy. Her glistening cunt was revealed, the knotted clit throbbing.

She inched herself forward.

"You can touch my cunt if you want to," she whispered.

Excitedly, Billy shoved his hand out. He placed his palm against Doctor Nancy's cunt.

"It's wet," he said
"Very wet, honey," Doctor Nancy replied. "Stick your finger in it, see how hot it is."
Eagerly, Billy wormed his finger into Doctor Nancy's cunt. He gasped as he felt the fiery cunt lips close on his finger.

"My cunt will eat you up, Billy," she hissed,

Experimentally, Billy fucked his finger in and out of Doctor Nancy's cunt. It made her purr, caused In hips to wiggle. She peeled the hairy lips of tin twit apart so Billy could see where his finger was going.

"Do you like it, Billy?" she whispered. "Do you like to see and feel of my cunt?"
"Yeah!" he choked.

"I'd do anything for you, Doctor Nancy." She removed his finger, stepped back. She let her smock hang-open so he could look at her.

"I want you to peek at your mother," she said
Billy's eyes lifted to hers. "Why?"
Doctor Nancy cupped his cock and bat. "I'd like for you to tell me what she looks like. You know, naked. I want you to tell me about her tits, about her cunt. Tell me if she has a hairy cunt, what she does with it. Especially if your mother plays with her cunt."
"Sure," Billy agreed. "I'll peek at her tonight."
"Wonderful," Doctor Nancy cooed. "Now, since you promised you'd peek at your mother, lie back and I'll make you feel real good"
Billy lay back again, his cock jutting up in
hardness.

Doctor Nancy stood near the examining table, her smack still open. She leaned down, pursing her lips. She kissed the tip of his cock, making Billy gasp in surprise.

She grinned up at him, "You can feel me up, Billy. I'm going to do something for you that will make you very, very happy."
Billy's hand moved into her smock, his eyes watching her with a hot glow. He ran his hands through the thick hair of Doctor Nancy's cunt.

"Feel where you want, honey," she purred, nuzzling the seeping head of his cock against her cheek. "Feel me all over, if you want to. Feel my cunt, feel my legs, feel my tits, feel my ass."
She opened her mouth, and Billy grunted as she closed her lips about his cock. Her mouth was hot and wet, feeling much better than her fist. He choked with pleasure as Doctor Nancy lowered her mouth until she had every inch of his throbbing hard cock in it. His hand moved about the hair of her cunt, past her hip, feeling a swelling cheek of her ass.

Doctor Nancy whimpered with hungry pleasure as she began sucking up and down his cock. She thrilled to the taste of his cock. The young hardness in her mouth was what she wanted, why she loved boys of Billy's age best of all. Men, grown men, had been too rough with her, and she wanted gentleness, wanted to
do what she wanted with a cock and balls, not what the man wanted. She loved to teach young boys about fucking and sucking and touching.

She curled her fingers about his balls as her lips glided up and down, her tongue licking. She shivered when the head of his prick brushed the back of her throat. She was anticipating the gush of his sweet come juice into her mouth. It had been some time since she had sucked a young cock off, and with Billy, she knew she had a willing boy.

His hands moved about her body eagerly, as if he couldn't make up his mind where or what to feel. She trembled as his cock throbbed in her mouth. He was dripping a lot, and as her mouth filled, she swallowed the juices thirstily. His hand moved feverishly about her ass, her hip, through the hair of her cunt. The way he moaned excited her, letting her know he was enjoying this. She had no doubt no one else had ever sucked his cock. He had never fucked a girl, but she was sure he jacked off quite a bit. Being the first with a young boy always thrilled her.

Billy began to squirm his ass about. He was no longer feeling of her, but gripping her hip.

"It's all right," she said, sucking from his cock and pressing it at her cheek. "If you have to come, do it, Billy. It's okay if you come in my mouth."
She shoved his hand to her ass, closing his
fingers into a firm asscheek.

"Squeeze it, Billy. Squeeze my ass like that. When you feel you're going to come, let it go. I don't mind... you can come in my mouth."
Billy was already trying to press his cock back into her tight, wet, ever-so-hot mouth. Doctor Nancy gurgled and opened her lips. She swallowed his hard-on all the way, her lips writhing in pleasure at the base. She lifted his balls and pressed them to her cheek, moaning as her throat worked at the head of his sweet cock.

His hand dug harshly into her ass cheek. Doctor Nancy wiggled her hips, and began to suck up and down his cock in a frenzy. She was starving to have him come off in her mouth, desperate to feel and taste the steamy spurts of his come juice.

Billy couldn't keep his hips still. He began to pump them up and down. He Fucked into Doctor Nancy's sucking mouth, making her whimper with ecstasy. His movements were further evidence of his enjoyment, and she knew she had chosen the right boy this time. She began to suck eagerly, wantonly. She kept her lips tight as they gilded up and down his cock, her tongue in constant motion. He fucked the swollen head of his cock into her throat, and each time he did so, Doctor Nancy's cunt would clench with passion. She was going to come, she
knew. She always came when a young cock spurted that deliciously thick come juice into her mouth. She loved the creamy taste of come juice, the sweetness of it as it burned down her throat.

She shoved her free hand beneath his pumping little ass, gripping his ass hard, still clinging to his balls. She made whimpering sounds of ecstasy as she sucked as fast and hard as she could.

"Doctor Nancy!" Billy groaned. "I'm gonna come! Ohhh, I'm really gonna come!"
"Mmmm" she moaned, sucking greedily. Her cunt Was boiling now. She twisted her ass into his gripping band.

She mewled when she felt his cock swell inside her mouth. The jism splashed across her tongue hotly. She gave a muffled squeal, swallowing hungrily, her lips pulling. She clamped her hot lips about the head of his cock, licking swiftly about his come-spewing piss hole, tasting the sweetness as his come juice came up out of his tight balls and splashed time and again into her mouth. She held his cock in her mouth until he finished, draining his come juice completely.

"That was a real load, honey," she grinned up at him. "I love a big, hot load of come juice like that."
She buttoned her smock, telling him he could get dressed. She finished up on his chart as he
pulled his clothes on.

"Now, not a word, honey," she warned him again. "You do what I asked. . Peek at your mother and tell me what she does-and I'll suck you off again."
Billy, dressed now, asked in a trembling voice:
"Doctor Nancy, can I fuck you, too?"
Doctor Nancy laughed, puffing him between her legs and hugging him tightly. "Of course you can, darling. You're very sweet to ask." She looked up into his face, her hands cupping his ass. "Next time you can fuck me, okay?"
"Oh, yeah!"

CHAPTER THREE

Doctor Nancy informed Joan she wanted to see Billy a week later, assuring her nothing was wrong with him. "In fact, he's about the healthiest boy I've seen."
Neither Billy nor Joan saw the wink that passed between Doctor Nancy and the pretty receptionist. Joan had looked a little guilty, and couldn't bring herself to look into the doctor's face.

In the car on the way home, Joan was aware
that her son stared at her openly. It had been some time since she had been looked at just that way. Thinking it was because of what she and the receptionist had done, Joan found it thrilling for her son to stare at her. Not at her really, but at her straining tits. She was puzzled because Billy had never shown an interest in tits or anything else.

Despite the powerful orgasm she had experienced with the pretty girl, Joan found herself reacting to the way Billy looked at her. Her nipples swelled and strained, and her cunt began to pulsate inside her tight jeans. Her reaction was surprising, yet it wasn't. She always responded when a tan looked at her the way her son was. Responded, yes, but she never allowed a man to know her reactions.

Feeling ashamed of herself, she glanced at the front of her son's pants. A faint flush of shame covered her face, and she quickly tuned back to the road. Her son had seen the pretty girl, looked up her dress, and he had gotten extremely horny, his cock pressing at his pants. He had not been ashamed of looking, either. Maybe it was his youth, but maybe it was a growing interest in girls. If it was interest in girls, or what they had under their dresses... Joan shivered as if chilled. But she wasn't chilled; it was a hot, anticipatory thrill.

They arrived home, and not speaking to each
other; entered the house. Joan wanted to get out of her tight jeans. The crotch was pulled against her cunt, and normally she would enjoy the pressure. But her cunt had been sucked by the pretty receptionist and the tingles remained.

Billy watched his mother moving down the hall, his eyes on her ass. The jeans outlined his mother's ass very well, and the shape excited him. Remembering what Doctor Nancy had asked him to do, he followed his mother. He innocently stood in her doorway, watching her. Joan had not looked back, never dreaming her son would follow her.

Standing at the side of her bed, she removed her blouse, then slipped her tight jeans down, wiggling her ass. Watching his mother wiggling, seeing the creamy roundness of her ass, Billy felt his cock grow hard.

Naked, Joan stood a moment, eyes closed, remembering how the pretty girl's tongue excited her cunt. She ran her fingers through her cunt hair, touching lightly at the wet lips of her pussy. She pulled upward, stretching her cunt, and mewled softly as a good feeling went through her. She probed at the tip of her clit, the touch making her hips jerk.

Sighing, she stopped touching herself, and turned toward her closet for her robe.

She saw her son.

Billy was leaning on the doorjamb, his eyes
enormous and very bright. He was gazing excitedly at his mother's naked body, his cock outlined in hardness along his left thigh. Joan froze, her eyes riveted upon the boy's cockbulge, The burning hunger of her cunt brought a sob to her throat. She clenched her hands into fists, but couldn't take her eyes from his cock.

Billy's eyes moved, though. He looked at his mother's straining tits, seeing round firm tit flesh, the tilt of her rubbery nipples. Then he slipped his eyes downward. They were somewhat unfocused and glowed with desire. He stared at the thick mat of cunt hair, her tong, slim thighs, then looked up again.

"Billy," Joan finally managed to whisper. "Don't look at me that way."
"I like it, Mom," Billy said, his voice strangely like a grown man's.

"But you mustn't," she replied, wondering why she couldn't move her hands, move them to cover her tits and cunt; She trembled, acutely aware that her cunt was swelling, pulsating, getting very, very wet.

"Do you play with it, Mom?" Billy asked.

"Billy!"
"Well, do you?"
For what seemed an eternity, they stared at one another. Then, to her horror, Joan found her hand moving, but not to conceal her cunt. Her fingers brushed through the thick hair of
her pussy, her eyes fixed hotly on the bulge of her son's cock. She parted the hair of her pussy with two fingers, then flushed when a finger started rubbing lightly at her throbbing clit. She couldn't stop it, as if something had taken control of her body, her hand. Her feet parted, hips jutting forward lewdly.

"Mom, will you let me fuck you?" Billy asked bluntly.

"Let you... what?" "Fuck you, Mom."
Joan lost her voice for a moment.

Billy didn't want to tell her where he got the idea, or how. His mother might mention it to Doctor Nancy, and Doctor Nancy had promised he could fuck her next time, but only if he peeked at his mother and told what she did with herself. In his young mind, he felt the doctor would be excited if he could say he had fucked his mother.

"My cock hurts, Mom," Billy said truthfully. His cock was confined inside his pants, very hard.

"Take it out, then," Joan heard herself whispering, sliding her middle finger up and down the side of her swollen clit.

But he didn't take his cock out.

He lowered his pants and shorts to his knees. Joan swallowed with nervous excitement as she stared at his cock. Such a young prick, yet so
big, she thought to herself as a tremor swept about her flesh. So young he didn't have any hair at the base of his prick. His balls dangled downward, yet looked full.

Telling herself she was, crazy, Joan knew she wanted her son's cock. It felt as if she could feel that beautiful hardness already sliding into her cunt, stretching it, filling it. She moaned in a throaty sound, her legs shaking.

"Let me fuck you, Mom," Billy asked in a small, pleading voice. "Please, Mom.., see how hard it is? Let me put it in you down there."
Joan knew it was useless to try and fight the struggle going on inside her brain. She wanted his cock in her cunt, she wanted her son fucking her, and she wanted it terribly. It was not all because the pretty receptionist had sucked her cunt so deliciously. Part of it was because she had not had a cock inside her cunt in many years.

She nodded her head, biting into her bottom lip.

"Really, Mom?" Billy asked, gripping his cock in a tight fist. The swollen cockhead bulged out, his piss hole wide open. She saw it beaded with a clear juice. "I can, Mom?"
Again she nodded, and her flush seemed to leave her face. Her eyes smoldered with eagerness, fixed upon the head of his cock.

"Yes, " she whispered.

Billy stepped out of his pants and shorts, covered by his shirt only now. Joan felt her cunt pulse, and she came very close to orgasm as she looked at him. Not knowing she was doing it, she sat on the edge of her bed, spreading her knees. She couldn't take her eyes off his cock. She leaned back, bracing herself with her hands behind her. She opened her knees very wide, her ass already twisting with eagerness.

"Mom, you look like that girl in the doctor's office," Billy said excitedly.

"Do it, Billy" she whispered throatily. "Do it to me, baby."
Billy, a grin spreading over his face, moved to his mother. Joan's eyes remained on his cock.

Billy stood between his mother's-open legs, staring down at her hair-lined cunt, seeing the pink wetness, the tiny protrusion of her clit. Joan could feel the heat of her son's eyes on her crotch, and her naked body trembled. With a moan of hunger, she darted her hand to her son's cock, closing her fingers about it tightly. She pulled, smashing the dripping cockhead upon her rigid clit. Her eyes turned dreamy, her hips rolling as she sighed at the contact.

"Oohhh, Billy!" she hissed, rubbing the had of his cock about her tingling clit. "Oh, Billy, Billy."
Quickly, she pressed his cock downward,
sliding it along her steaming cunt slit. She moved her hips slightly, and the head of her son's cock moved between the fiery pussy lips. Joan gave a soft, eager sob of anticipation, her hips twisting.

"Oooo, God!" she sighed, moving her hips, fucking her cunt onto her son's throbbing hard prick. "Oh, God, Billy!"
Billy's young body was shaking in pleasure. He stared down at his mother's cunt fucking onto his prick, feeling the wet heat. Joan paused with half his cock inside her cunt, purring with pleasure. Her cunt tightened about his cock. Billy's eyes almost closed with pleasure. Slowly, very slowly, Joan pulled the rest of her son's cock into her cunt. She felt the sensitive lips of her cunt on the base, his cock deeply buried, his balls pressed against the cheeks of her ass. For a long, breathless moment, she held him there, neither of them moving. They hardly breathed.

Her son's cock, so young and yet so big, seemed to fill her cunt to capacity. Her pussy felt deliciously stretched around the hardness. She felt his cock throbbing inside her cunt, and her cunt responded by squeezing.

"Ohhh, do it, do it!" she groaned, her eyes now closed tight y "Do it to mother, Billy! I want it .. .I need it! Fuck me, darling! Oh, baby, fuck mother!"

Her hips began to churn up and down as she sat on the edge of the bed, ass hanging over. Billy was just small enough to stand between her creamy thighs. Joan lay back, her hands clutching the edge of the mattress, her hips grinding frantically, her cunt fucking back and forth on his cock. Billy, amazed to see his mother fucking him, stood stiffly, his eyes watching the way her hairy cunt fucked back and forth on his prick.

"Help me!" Joan shouted in mindless passion. "Oh, Billy! Help me, please! Don't make me do all the work! Fuck me, baby! Ohhhh, fuck mother!"
Billy grabbed his mother's bounding hips, digging his fingers into her flesh. But he wasn't strong enough to stop the grinding thrusts of her hips. Working his ass, he began fucking his cock in and out of his mother's boiling cunt. The sensations that flooded his young body were different than when Doctor Nancy sucked his cock. The doctor's mouth had been wet and hot, too, but there was a definite difference in the feeling.

"Yes, yes, darling!" Joan wailed as her son began to fuck into her cunt, driving his hard cock deeply, his balls beating against her twisting, naked ass. "That's it, Billy! Fuck me! Oh, yes, fuck mother!"
Joan' shad twisted from side to side on the
bed, her hair flying. Tremors of lewd ecstasy rippled up and down her flesh.

Billy released his mother's hips and grabbed her tits in both hands. He smashed them, squeezed them, making his mother cry out with delight. Her hips churned and bounced, her cunt sucking at his cock in a furious, hungry heat. Gurgles kept coming from her throat, her eyes opening and closing. Her hips bounced as her son rammed his cock with powerful stabbing motions. The base of his cock smashed time and again upon her painfully distended clit, sending the most delicious feeling of fire throughout her naked body. Wet, sucking sounds came from between them, increasing the wild excitement they felt.

"Oooo, yes, yes!" Joan gurgled, slamming her cunt hard onto her son's pounding cock. "So good, so fucking good, Billy! Oh, baby, baby, give it to me! Hurt me, darling, hurt mother's cunt! Bruise mother's cunt .. . fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"
Billy had never heard his mother saying those things before. Her words sent a burning heat up and down his body, and her cunt was grabbing at his cock every time he started to pull backwards, the hairy cunt lips squeezing. He felt his balls tighten, drawing up to the base of his cock. They were no longer swinging, and each fuck-thrust into his mother's cunt smashed them
against her ass.

"All the way, darling!" Joan urged, grunting as she slammed her ass up and down, meeting his wild cock-thrusts with her cunt. "Fuck me all the way... any way, every way! Oooo, give that cock to me, darling! Fuck me fast and hard!"
Billy fell across his mother's body, his hips ramming in a frenzy, fucking his cock as deep as he could. He closed his mouth about one of his mother's swollen tits, sucking harshly on her nipple. One hand jerked downward to her hip, sliding under and gripping a smooth cheek of her bouncing ass. His other hand clutched her tit, his fingers digging into the spongy tit flesh almost brutally. The more he squeezed her tit, the harder he sucked her nipple, the more ecstasy Joan experienced. She released her grip on the mattress, grabbing at his bouncing ass. She dug her hands into his ass cheeks, pulling him between her thighs. She lifted her feet from the floor, wrapping her silky legs about his small body, beating her heels at his thighs.

"Fuck it, fuck it!" she screamed. "Fuck that cunt! Fuck mother's cunt with that hard cock, baby! Ohhhh, I want it all in me! I want your cock and your balls all inside my hot cunt, baby!"
Billy noisily sucked at his mother's tit, bouncing his ass up and down. His cock seemed bigger
then he remembered, and the, wetness of his mother's cunt caused it to fuck in and out easily. The heat seemed consuming, devouring his cock. His balls were getting tighter and fighter, and the feeling of climax was growing swiftly.

Joan felt her son's cock swelling and throbbing with the sensitive lips of her cunt. The friction of his cock sliding between the gripping wetness was causing a rippling sensation in her stomach. The orgasm was turning very hot, so hot she could hardly stand it.

"Oh, baby! You're going to make me... ooooo! Darling, baby, honey! You're going to make mother. . . ohhh, yes! You're going to make me come!"
Her hips twisted in tight circles as she began to grind in a frenzy onto his thrusting cock. The orgasm kept swelling, almost excruciating now. It was so close, yet so far away. She sobbed with tormented ecstasy, straining to make her orgasm explode. Still, she could feel her son's cock throbbing deep inside her cunt. The more it throbbed, the more pleasure she felt. She slammed her cunt hard onto his prick, grinding in a frantic attempt to make her cunt come. She moaned and whimpered, and suddenly she came.

"Ooooo, God!" she shrieked as the orgasm exploded. Her hips jerked as her cunt began gripping and sucking at his prick.

Billy could not resist the hot gripping of his mother's cunt. He fucked into her cunt, forcing his cock as deep as he could, and grunted.

The boiling thick come juice spewed, splashing into his mother's spuming pussy. Feeling it, Joan screamed again as her cunt started to go through a series of multiple orgasms. She had never experienced that before, and her mind seemed to explode along with her cunt. The ecstasy was unbearable, and she loved
it. She came and came, her hairy cunt gripping and contracting around her son's jizz-gushing cock.

"Come, come, come!" she screamed, her hands rushing up from his ass to hug him tightly to her tits. "Give it all to me, Billy! Come in my cunt... fill mother's hot pussy with thick, sweet come juice! Oh, God. . . I'm starved for that come juice, darling! Drown me with it... drown mother's cunt with come juice!"
Billy was still sucking on her nipple, stretching it as he came in her cunt. To Joan, it seemed as if her son's cock would never stop squirting. Her pussy filled, and his cock cream began to seep from the lips of her pussy. She felt it seeping out, running along the cheeks of her ass, into the ass crack and wetting her puckering asshole. She had never felt anything like it before. Her son came so much, more than she would have ever suspected.

His balls empty, finally. Billy slumped on his mother's naked body, gasping. Joan hugged his hips with her creamy thighs, caressing her hands up and down his back. She shivered with pleasure, surprised at what they had done. She was more surprised at herself than with Billy. He was young, feeling his sexuality bubbling hotly. She was his mother, and she felt she should have known better.

Yet, Joan had allowed her cunt to guide her thoughts, allowed her pussy to cause this. Part of it was, she knew, because of that pretty receptionist. She had allowed that to happen because her need had been so long denied, and she had allowed her son to fuck her because that gnawing need had been awakened by what happened in the doctor's office.

But Billy.

Why had he suddenly shown such an interest in her, his own mother? Joan didn't understand that. Looking up the girl's dress had started it, of course. But wouldn't her son have wanted to fuck that girl, instead of her, his mother? The truth of that, she realized, was that she, his mother, was available where the girl in the office had not been. She had undressed while he stood watching her, and the fact that she had not known it did not relieve her of guilt. She could have covered herself when she found out he was looking, but she hadn't.

All it took was for her son to say he wanted to fuck her, and she was on her back, legs open. It was a disgrace.

"Please, Billy," she whispered. "Get off me."
Billy pulled his cock free of her cunt, looking down at her. Feeling ashamed now, Joan tried to hide her nakedness from him.

"Go away, honey," she whispered. "Don't look at me, please."
Billy left her, and Joan began to sob, but she wasn't sure whether her crying was with delight, or guilt.

CHAPTER FOUR

Joan tried to avoid contact with her son. She found herself looking at him when he was occupied with something, remembering how his cock had felt, how he had fucked her. She wanted him to grab her and fuck her again, throw her to the floor and ram his cock up her cunt.

But she didn't make any move that would encourage him. She felt ashamed of her wanton behavior. But her shame failed to make her
desire any less. There was a hunger between her legs, a hunger she couldn't deny. She wanted her son's cock up her cunt, wanted it with increasing desperation, yet she didn't know how to go about letting him know she wanted a repeat of what happened a few days ago. She couldn't bring herself to expose her body the way the girl did in the doctor's office, although she wanted to. That, she knew, would get her son's attention. And that, too, bothered her. Why wasn't Billy after her, try to feel her up?
What Joan didn't know was that her son wanted to do just that. He had sensed his mother's shame, and didn't want to embarrass her again. Therefore he kept his distance, but at night he would remember fucking her, playing with his cock, jacking off as he recalled the doctor sucking him, how it felt to have his cock inside his mother's cunt.

He was doing that now.

Sprawled on his bed, the sheets kicked to the foot, he lay on his back, jacking on his cock, eyes closed as he remembered the wet heat of his mother's cunt. His light was on, bathing his naked body softly.

Joan had bathed and prepared for bed, her cunt demanding mare than her fingers. Her mind burned with the memory of her son's cock in her cunt, and her fingers were a poor substitute when Billy was right there in his own
bed. She pulled her gown over her head, lifting a knee to the bed. She paused, feeling her cunt twitch. She rubbed her hand through the thick pussy hair and cupped her cunt. She rubbed at her cunt, moving her ass slowly.

Without wondering, trying to blot it from her mind, she pretended she was someone else, not Billy's mother. She moved toward the door. The gown clung to her hips, falling just beneath the curve of her ass, her long legs glowing, tits revealed through the filmy garment. She entered the hall and turned toward her son's room.

Trying to keep the thought that she was his mother out of her mind, she shoved his door open, silently. Billy lay on his bed, pulling at his cock. She smiled to herself as she gazed at his cock and balls.

"Billy?" she whispered.

He turned and opened his eyes, looking at his mother. He started to grin, but saw the expression on her face. There was something there that made him stop grinning. If he grinned, he felt his mother would leave, ashamed. Joan stepped into his room, her eyes on his upstanding cock. Billy saw his mother's tits through the filmy gown, the narrow waist, the flare of her hips and the long, long legs. The shadow of her dark cunt hair could be seen. His cock throb, bed, bubbling with moisture at the piss hole.

Joan sat on the edge of his bed, and her hand
slipped along his warm thigh, moving to his throbbing hard-on. She wasn't breathing, but when her fingers touched his balls, a loud hiss came from her.

"Ohhhh, God!" Joan gasped, and she gripped her son's cock with a tight fist. "Oh, Billy, I 't... oh, I need this so much!"
She squeezed his cock, making him groan. With quick movements, Joan climbed onto her son's bed, straddling him with her knees. She held his cock at the base, lifting her gown to her waist. Billy gazed down at her, watching her hairy cunt rubbing along the head of his prick. Joan stared into his face, excited by his hot eyes on her cunt. She lowered her hips, fucking the head of his cock into her cunt.

"Oooooo, Billy!" she sighed, settling down on his prick, the hairy lips of her cunt tight at the base. "I want it so much!"
"You got it, Mom," he said excitedly. He ran his hands along her thighs, feeling the smooth creamy texture of her flesh.

Joan sat on her son's cock. She shivered, lifting her gown up and off her head. Her tits strained out, nipples very hard. She sat for a long time, her cunt gripping his cock. She thrilled to the buried prick in her pussy, not wanting to move for a while, but to just sit there on him and feel that beautiful hardness deep in her cunt.

She wiggled, then grinned down at him.

"Oh, damn you," she said. "Why do I have to have such a sexy son? Why do you have to always have such a hard-on? Damn you, baby, you know I have to have that hard cock in my cunt!"
She drew her knees up, squatting on him. She lifted and lowered her pussy, fucking him, holding her tits in both hands. Her face turned lewd, a wanton expression that showed her pleasure. Billy watched his mother's hairy cunt fuck up and down on his cock, his tongue licking at his lips. He lifted his ass as bis mother's cunt plunged down, dropping it as she lifted. But Joan never lifted her crotch so high that her pussy lost the swollen head of his cock. She began to make cork screwing motions as she fucked up and down him. She burbled with excitement, her eyes opening and closing as the pleasure grew.

"Oh, Mom!" Billy punted. "It feels so good!"
"I know, darling," she whispered, fucking up and down slowly. "God, how I know! I love it, Billy! I love to feel your cock in my pussy... fucking me. I don't understand it, not at all, but I want your cock so much!"
Billy lunged his hips upward, fucking into his mother's tight pussy.

"Ohhhh, yes, honey!" she gurgled. "Do that to me! Ram it into me hard that way!"

She held her crotch up. Billy fucked up and down, slapping against the puffy lips of his mother's cunt. The force of it made her tits shake.

"More! More!" she hissed.

Billy fucked into his mother's cunt as she squatted atop him, the moist slaps loud in the roam. He watched her tits jiggle from the force, and Joan released them so he could watch. She was delighted that she could provide this ecstasy for him, and herself, of course.

"Let me," she hissed.

She placed her hands on each side of his hand, and began to bounce her cunt up and down his cock. Billy lay rigid, watching his mother's tits swing above his face, then looking down to her cunt fucking up and down on his cock.

"Oh, so good, darling!" Joan grunted as she slammed her cunt up and down, bruising the tender lips of her cunt. "I love that cock, Billy! God, how I love your hard cock! I'm fucking you, baby! Mother is fucking your sweet, hard cock! Mother's cunt is going to eat your cock up! I'm going to make your cock came, squirt that sweet juice in me!"
Her gown was around her waist, her tits exposed, swinging above his face. She bounced her ass up and down wickedly, making delighted moans. She fucked him fast, then slowed down, screwing her cunt along the throbbing hard cock
shaft.

"Fuck me, Mom!" Billy grunted. "Fuck my cock! You have such a hot, wet cunt, Mom!"
"Yes, I do," she gurgled. "Mother's cunt is yours, baby, all yours. Fuck mother's cunt! Fuck mother's cunt with your sweet, hard prick!"
She held her ass up and let her son bang up and down, fucking her swiftly, jiggling the tight cheeks of her ass.

"Ohhhh, fuck me that way! Fuck me, fuck me real hard and fast, darling! Oooo, drive that precious cock in me. . . split me from belly button to asshole!"
Billy pounded his cock up and down hard, making his mother grunt from the force. He peered between them, watching his cock fuck into his mother's cunt. The wet slapping sounds excited them both.

"Oh, yes!" she squealed. "Bang me, fuck me! You're going to make me come, darling! Ohhh, yes, make me come. Your, cock is so hard, and it goes so deep. Make mother come! Ohhhhh, God, you are going to make me come!"
She screamed as her orgasm boiled over, making her cunt contract tightly around his throbbing cock. The squeezing sensations brought a groan from Billy, his eyes rolling in his head. His balls tightened at the base of his cock. He kept fucking into his mother's convulsing cunt,
and she held her ass up as he fucked into her. The orgasm ran from her head to toes. Her eyes popped open in delighted surprise as she felt the series of orgasms burning through her. She came hard, very hard, almost painfully so. But Joan wanted it to keep on, never stop. She began to shake violently and, with a wild screech, rammed her cunt down hard, driving his naked ass into the mattress, grinding wildly and furiously on his still-hard cock.

"Come with me!" she screamed. "Come with mother!"
But Billy didn't come.

He wanted to come, badly, but his cock remained hard as his mother began to fuck her contracting cunt up and down it. He shoved his hands behind her, grabbing at her grinding ass cheeks, fucking his cock into her gripping cunt. When his fingers squeezed at her shaking ass, Joan screamed as a very powerful orgasm shot through her.

"Hold my ass!" she screamed. "Ohhhh, hold mother's fucking ass! I can't stop coming, Billy! Squeeze my ass tight!"
One of her tits touched her son's mouth, and Billy began sucking at it hungrily. He dug his hands into his mother's tight ass, his fingers spreading the ass checks. Joan groaned with mindless ecstasy and twisting her ass, felt a finger stab against her asshole. This triggered
a harder orgasm, and she pressed her cunt tightly onto his cock.

"Oh, God, Oh, God!" Joan screamed time and again, her orgasms s