But she still had to be careful about not letting Carl find out what was going on.
Suddenly, Carl spoke. His voice startled both of them and their bodies jerked under the blanket.
“I think I fell asleep for a minute,” he said. “You guys enjoying the show?”
Carl leaned over and turned toward them.
Maddy and Kyle froze under the blanket, both of them holding their bodies still. Only Kyle’s finger continued to move, pistoning in and out of Maddy’s wet pussy while his father looked at them under the blanket. Kyle moved just his finger; his hand lay still so his father would see no suspicious movement under the blanket.
Maddy looked at her husband and didn’t speak. Her underwear and dress were off of her or peeled back and she was aware how naked she was under the blanket. And, of course, she felt her son’s thick fingers in her damp pussy and his hard cock pressed against her ass.
Maddy and Kyle saw, fortunately, that Carl’s eyes had trouble focusing after seven beers. He looked tired, besides. His eyes swept over his son and wife without any hint that he realized what was going on.
“I gotta go to the bathroom,” he announced and stood up again, more unsteady than before..
He left the living room for the hall, and Maddy and Kyle stayed frozen in place until the bathroom door closed and locked.
When they heard the lock, Maddy threw off her blanket and turned toward her strapping son.
Without hesitating for a second she turned around and lifted her bottom off Kyle’s lap and knelt at his side. She didn’t care about the moisture on the love seat on her shins now. All she cared about was getting her hands on the hard cock that had been pressing against her bottom for the last half hour.
Kyle watched in astonishment at his mom, naked and gorgeous, full breasts bouncing in excitement inches away, descending on the fly of his pants. She unzipped him and pulled out his cock and with one hand gripping his shaft she guided his manhood unerringly into her eager mouth.
Well, that decided it, Kyle thought. His mom did have a wild side. She was as wild and cock-hungry as any woman he’d ever seen. And a lot hotter.
Maddy let only the head of Kyle’s cock into her mouth, at first. Her tongue swirled around the tip to lap up any precum; there was a lot, more than she’d ever encountered. Her son’s cock head was big and bulbous in her mouth and she savored the saltiness of her son’s fluid. When she was done she opened her mouth wider and pushed down to take as much of him as she could.
She couldn’t take as much as she wanted, not right at first, because he was bigger than she expected him to be. Bigger than his father, that was for certain. Carl, she imagined herself saying, your son’s cock is so big and it feels so good in my mouth — so much better than yours. Lust clouded all Maddy’s other thoughts.
Maddy had never mastered the art of deep-throating, but she’d never regretted her lack of skill until now, because the only way to take all of her big, hard son into her mouth was to swallow him until his cock tip hit the back of her throat, and she wanted every single inch of him. She kept taking him until her throat gagged and her eyes watered, but she didn’t let that stop her. God, she wanted it so badly. With the cock head disappearing into the depths of her mouth, she kept her tongue busy swirling against his engorged shaft, tracing its length and swirling around its girth.