With her exclamation, Joey placed his left hand over the head of his cock to catch the cum as it shot forth in three strong spurts. He was perturbed with himself for shooting off so quickly but her plea to be stuck deeper was more than he could bare.
His left hand closed on the sticky semen but he continued to watch, concentrating on the coupling reflected in the mirror. Occasionally, his attention would be caught by his mother’s dangling, heavy tits, the nipple he could see standing firm. He wanted desperately to be sucking on it!
“You going to come for me, sugar?” Joey heard his mother request more than ask.
“You ready for it? I can give it to you anytime. Or, I can fuck you all night long. You ready for it? You ready, baby? YOU READY… OOuuuuuuuuuuu! Good pussy! Fuck! You’ve got good pussy!”
Joey watched the reflections in the mirror as the sailor withdrew, pulling his cock out, giving Joey a brief glimpse of the tip of the rubber sagging with cum. The fellow dropped down behind his mother and lavished kisses on her ass. She let her ass be kissed for long moments before flopping over to her back, spreading and lifting her legs.
“Eat it! Show me how much you truly love my pussy! You promised, damn you! Eat my pussy!”
He watched the fellow dive in, his mother lifting her ass so the guy could palm her buttocks. Her moans were instant and constant as the younger sailor ravished her pussy with his tongue. Joey could see both of her breast clearly now, bobbing, as her ass humped his face. His mother squeezed and massaged her own ample breast, pulling at each nipple. She did not last long and groaned loudly as the orgasm swept over her.
“Don’t stop! That was too quick! I gave you some good doggy bitch pussy. Nobody fucks me like that! Give me one more. I deserve it!”
“Yes you do, sweet-cheeks.”
The fellow complied and Joey watched and listened to his mother closely. After long minutes, another orgasm gripped her and Joey was able to ejaculate with her orgasm, adding additional semen to his left hand. He slowly slipped away to his room.
It was more than an hour before he heard their goodbyes and the front door close. He waited another 15 minutes before slipping from his bedroom, walking to the back door, and shouting, “mom, I’m home!” He made his way to the bathroom and cleaned up. The house dark, his mother’s bedroom door close, showing no light, he returned to his bed.
Joey now had additional visions to add to his fantasies as he jerked off at every opportunity during the following weeks. Knowing she was barhopping on any given night, he would tell her he would be staying with a friend. Then, he would make sure he arrived home first to linger in his bedroom until he heard the familiar noises of lovemaking coming from her room. He soon positioned the blinds on one of the two windows to allow him to stand outside and watch her fuck. He became well acquainted with his mother’s feminine attributes, her likes and dislikes. She hated not coming first.
Now, whenever he saw his mother he would undress her with his eyes, knowing what lay beneath her clothes. She became an obsession! Something he had to own! But how!