Peggy could hardly believe the change that came over her. Once she decided she no longer wanted to be a nice girl, all the stops had been pulled.
"I have to go to the bathroom," she said boldly, looking right at her son, meaningfully.
Joey looked right back at her, and she saw the sparkle in his young eyes. Both knew what she meant, what she was talking about. But neither was ready to put it in words before the other.
"I have to go now," she said, her voice a husky whisper.
She swing her legs off the couch, and before standing, let her son catch a brief glimpse between them. She stood up, and with her dress swirling, twitched her ass down the hall. Reaching her bathroom, she waited until she saw her son's eye peeping through the peephole.
She lifted her skirt slowly, facing the hole. She exposed the crotch of her panties, whispering, but loud enough so her son could hear.
"I has to pee," she whispered, watching her son's eye burn at the front of her panties, "I have to pee… piss."
She heard her son gasp, and a tingle rippled about her flesh. She held her dress at her waist, standing there and letting her son look at her. She wiggled her hips suggestively, giggling throatily at her sudden boldness.
"I have to take a nice, long piss," she whispered loudly, and she moved to the toilet. Instead of sitting there, she straddled the toilet, lowering her crotch.
Remembering how her son had stolen her other panties, how be had fondled the wetness, she wanted him watch her piss in this fresh pair. She held herself in a semi-squat over the toilet, watching his eye at the hole. Before she had trouble trying to piss into her panties, but that seemed history now.
She purred hotly as she began to piss, feeling her panties become wet. She leaned over and managed to see her golden piss dribbling from the crotch of her panties. As the force grew, her hot piss sprayed out the edges of her panties, along her inner thighs. She listened to her son's heavy breathing, feeling her cunt grow hot with desire. She didn't have to wonder if her son was excited about this; she knew. She ran one hand over her lower stomach as she kept pissing, caressing herself lightly. Her hips began to move back and forth by themselves, making a slight pumping motion. The piss streamed from her cunt, through her panties, down her inner thighs, and Peggy shivered with increasing pleasure.
"Oooooooo, it feels so good to piss," she purred loud enough for her son to hear. "I love to piss… in my panties! Obhhh, it makes me want to come! It makes my cunt tingle."
A slight flush crept over her face as she mouthed the words so her son could listen, but it was the flush of excitement now, not shame or embarrassment. She was exciting her son deliberately, as well as herself.
"My pussy is so hot and wet," she kept saying softly. "My panties are getting so wet. It feels so good, pissing in my panties this way."
She heard her son gasping on the other side of the wall, and slipped her hand down her stomach, and under her cunt. She let her hand fill with hot piss then pressed her palm against her pussy, feeling the piss spray from the edges. She was having no difficulty at all pissing into her panties now and she shivered and trembled with wild, delicious wickedness.
"Piss… hot piss," she murmured.
Joey's cock throbbed and he had to release it from his pants. He peered through the enlarged hole, watching his mother rub at her pissing cunt with her hand, slowly pumping his cock.
When Peggy finished pissing, she stood up, and in full view of the hole, stripped her panties from her hips. Her inner thighs glistened wetly, and she turned her ass toward the hole again. Flipping her skirt over her ass, she waggled it, then inched it back to the holt Joey stared hotly as his mother's ass came closer, seeing the deep crack and below, her cunt showing, all hairy and wet and hot.
He stood up, and poked his cock through the peep hole.
Peggy, looking over her shoulder, saw his cock.
She turned and faced the wall, her right hand darting outward. She paused with her hand inches from her son's cock, her palm itching.
Then, with a squeal, she closed her fingers about his cock. She gurgled as his hard-on throbbed in her fist, and she pushed and pulled on it. She heard her son gulping behind the wall, and squeezed his cock very hard, watching the cockhead bulge, his piss hole opening very wide. She stared at the juices seeping out of his piss hole, her eyes glazed with lust.
"Ohhhh, nice and hard!" she gurgled, and she turned swiftly, shoving her cunt back.
She felt the head of her son's cock against her fiery cunt, and with a hissing sound, she fucked her pussy onto it. She heard her son sigh, and she pressed her ass tightly against the wall for the second time that day. Joey's cock throbbed deep inside her pussy, and Peggy began to work her ass back and forth, fucking her son. She squealed and gasped with delight, holding her tits through her dress, her head lifted up, eyes closed. She wiggled her ass now without losing his cock, fucking her cunt back and forth.
"Ooooo, so hot and hard! Ohhhh, God, it's so hard! I love it, love your cock inside me! I love it so deep inside my pussy!"
She wanted her son to say something, to tell her how good her cunt was. But she couldn't ask him; that would no longer be pretending. That would bring it into the open, and they would have to talk about it then, and Peggy wasn't yet ready for that.
Sliding her cunt back and forth on her son's cock, she sucked in air loudly. "Ooooooo, so fucking good! My pussy is on fire, burning up and I want it so much!"
Peggy actually glowed with delight as she moved her ass back and forth, fucking on her son's cock. Now that she had released all her pent-up desires, doing exactly what nice girls wouldn't – or shouldn't – do. She felt so good, she could fuck her son's cock through this hole all day long. The burning wetness of her pussy was unlike anything she had ever felt. She closed the lips of her cunt lightly as she pulled forward as his cock, crying out with pleasure.
The experience of licking his come juice from the wall burst into her mind, and she stopped moving on Joey's cock. Her eyes opened, glazed with passion.
She pulled her cunt off his cock, turning to face it. His prick stuck through the hole with beautiful hardness. She gazed at his cock with wet heat in her eyes. The many times her ex-husband had attempted to shove his big cock into her mouth came flooding into her mind. She saw her son's cock glistening with the wetness of her cunt juice, and started to take a cloth to wipe it off.
Then she grinned wickedly, thinking, Why wipe it off? That's only the juice of my own cunt.
She squatted, facing the wall. She placed her hands on the wall, and slowly pressed her tongue from her mouth. She probed gingerly at her son's cock with the tip, not knowing what to expect. She felt the heat of his hard-on against the tip of her tongue, and strange things happened to her. Her cunt almost burst with sudden orgasm, and her mind spun dizzily. With a hungry moan, Peggy began to lick her son's slimy cock, darting her tongue against the hole in the wall, sliding it up the cockshaft and about the swollen cockhead, moaning and whimpering with ecstasy.
Joey, feeling his mother's tongue licking at his cock, gasped with surprise. He had not expected anything like this.
"Mmmm, sweet!" Peggy moaned, surprised at her pleasure. "Sweet and hard and hot! Oooooo, delicious!"
Greedily, she closed her lips about the smooth head of her son's cock, her tongue swirling hotly in circles. She tasted the juices dripping out of his prick, probing the tip of her tongue against his piss hole, trying to enter it. She sucked with her hot lips, and sobbing softly, shoved her mouth onto his cock. She drew her son's cock into her mouth, taking more and more, enjoying the way her lips stretched, her, mouth filling. She felt his cock scrape the roof of her mouth, and then she could go no farther. Her lips were against the hole, and the head of his cock was almost, but not quite, at her throat.
For some time, Peggy held her son's cock in he mouth, her tongue swirling.
Then with a sob, she began to suck back and forth. Her cunt seemed to tighten and suck inward with spasms of pleasure. The slippery juices of her cunt on her son's cock helped her lips slide easily, back and forth. She bagan to suck hard, her tongue in constant motion. She cried out with joy as she darted her vace back and forth, stabbing herself in the mouth with her son's stiff cock down her throat.
Joey felt his mother's mouth pulling hard on his cock, and he was gritting his teeth, feeling as if his balls were being drawn up through is prick. His young, tender balls ached and throbbed, and he didn't know if he should come or not.
Peggy didn't know anything about her son's thoughts. She wasn't interested in his thoughts, not right now. The hot hardness of his cock throbbing between her lips excited her tremendously. She made moaning sounds as she sucked, clinging to his cock tightly. Her lips tingled deliciously, her tongue swirling. Although her cunt was burning, her clit bulging, Peggy wasn't feeling it not really. Her mouth had become her most sensitive organ, her tongue the hottest.
Her knees, spread wide, were aching from pressing at the wall. She moved them, but refused to release her son's cock with her mouth as she did so. Kneeling on the floor of her bathroom, she ran her hands up the wall, her tits now pressing at it. Her nipples seemed hard enough to bore two more holes there. She sucked and whimpered softly, twisting her lips tightly. She gripped the head of his cock just behind the ridge, flicking her tongue about his piss hole hotly. She heard her son moaning on the other side of the wall, his sounds of ecstasy increasing her strange hunger for his cock meat. She was aware of her own soft, eager cries, but at the same time not aware. Her cries of ecstasy and her son's moans of rapture seemed to be background music to her active mouth and tongue.
Peggy didn't really know how to suck cock, had not really thought of sucking cock. Refusing to take her ex-husband's cock into her mouth had been her only introduction to cock sucking. She sucked on her son's cock now as he pressed it through the hole in the wall, not with experience, but with enthusiasm, sucking and licking with increasing hunger, with intense delight. Her eyes closed, soft mewls coming from her constricted throat. She wasn't thinking of her son coming, either. She wasn't thinking of anything really. The taste of her son's cock filled her mind, blotting out all else.
Now and then Joey's cock would give a stronger throb. When it did, Peggy sobbed with delight, knowing she was making him feel very, very good. Her mouth watered and she swallowed often. The juices seeping out of his cock didn't bother her at all she loved the taste, the slipperiness of it. Swirling her tongue in fiery circles, she pumped her mouth back and forth, trying to fuck his cock into her throat. Her lips pressed almost into the hole as she struggled to swallow his cock.
Joey, grunting as his balls grew tight, aching with need for release, shoved his cock as deep into the halt as be could. He was about to come and still had not decided what his mother wanted. He didn't know if she was aware of his impending climax, but the way she sucked on his cock he could hardly do anything but gasp.