way to wake up. I wonder if you could wake me up every morning that way.'
Ted grinned up at his mother, cupping one of her tits and giving it a squeeze. 'I could sure try,' he said.
Joan looked down at his cock and balls. His prick was glistening with their juices. She caressed her hand around his young, tender balls, and quickly darted her face downward. She kissed his wet cock with hot lips, then his balls.
'That's enough of this,' she said gaily, swinging her legs over the bed and getting up. 'Want to shower with me?'
'Hey, yeah!'
'Then move your lazy ass,' she laughed, twisting her naked ass into the bathroom.
Joan set the stream of water to a nice comfortable temperature, then stepped under it, soaking her hair and moaning softly with the good feelings still inside her. By the time she had shampoo on her hair, Ted was in the stall with her. She shivered as he soaped her back, scratching it deliciously. She wiggled her ass while she washed her hair, and Ted began washing his mother's shapely ass, soaping her up good. He worked his hand into the crack, and Joan gave a lewd giggle, arching her ass back into his hand, wiggling it saucily.
Suddenly Joan yelped.
'Hey, watch that shit, guy!' she said. 'You're supposed to wash my ass, not stick your finger up it.'
Ted laughed playfully, goosing his mother again. Joan squealed and tucked her hips forward, turning around to face him. As the water washed the shampoo from her hair, she grabbed his cock in one hand, his balls with the other.
'I'll show you!' she said. 'Think you can stick your fucking finger up my asshole, do you?'
She pulled her son close to her by his cock, tucking it between her thighs. Running her hand behind him, she quickly darted her finger into his asshole.
Ted yelled and jerked away, grabbing his ass with both hands. Then, with a laugh she hugged him against her soapy tits.
'I can do that, too,' she said.
'That's not fair, Mom,' Ted replied.
'Oh, it's not? And why not?'
'You're a girl,' he said. 'Girls are supposed to like that, not guys.'
'Is that right? And where did you get this bit of wisdom, darling?'
'I heard it, that's all.'
'Then you heard wrong.'
They finished washing each other, then stepped from the stall and dried one another off. Joan tickled his balls, causing Ted to dance about and try to get away, laughing gleefully.
'You're gonna make me piss if you don't stop, Mom.'
'So piss,' she giggled, tickling his balls again.
Ted let loose a stream of piss.
'Hey, you little fart!' she giggled, jerking him to the toilet. 'Who do you think has to clean up around here? You piss in the fucking toilet! I thought I raised you with better manners than that.'
Ted laughed up at her as she held his cock, seeing his mother's glassy eyes as she watched him pissing. Her mouth was open, and she seemed to be breathing fast, her tits rising and failing, her nipples swelling.
'That looks beautiful,' Joan whispered. 'I like to watch you piss, honey.'
She moved his cock, trying to make the stream wavy, but when she did that, he pissed on the floor more than in the toilet. When he finished, Joan kept holding his cock, not shaking it the way she had last night. There was a glazed expression in her eyes as she slowly went to her knees. Pushing at his hip, she turned her son around so that her eyes were on a level with his cock. A golden drop of piss clung to his piss-hole, and with a low sobbing sound, Joan snaked her tongue out and used the tip to flick the drop of piss from him. Closing her fist about his cock, she looked up at her son, her beautiful face contorted with a perverse expression of erotic desire.
Another golden drop of piss formed on his piss-hole, and she looked at it for a long, breathless moment, then her tongue sneaked out again. She ran her tongue over the head of her son's cock, circling his piss-hole. Then, with a soft moan, flicked her tongue at the drop of piss and drew it into her mouth.
Running her tongue about inside her mouth and tasting his piss, a shudder went through her. With a cry of pleasure, she buried her face against his cock and balls, wrapping her arms around his hips and clutching his young ass with tight hands.
'Oooo, you're so fucking sweet, Ted!'
She moaned against his cock and balls. Twisting her face about, she rubbed his sweetness about her cheeks and nose and chin, then began to kiss at his cock and balls hungrily.
'You feel so good against my face,' she murmured, caressing her cheek along his cock. 'I love the feel of your cock against my face.'
Feeling his cock swell, Joan drew back and stared at it, her eyes very hot, moist and wide open. She sat on her heels, knees wide, holding his balls with one hand now, her other still clutching his tight ass cheek. Moving her ass, she pressed one heel against her cunt, feeling the pressure grow into a wet heat there. Releasing his balls, she closed her fist about his cock and looked up at him, jerking her fist slowly as his prick turned into that beautiful, desirable hardness.
Ted looked down at his mother, neither of them speaking, their breathing loud in the small bathroom. Still gazing up at her son, Joan pressed her lips to the tip of his cock, kissing it. The tip of her tongue came out and she began to make hot, wet circles about the swollen head, flicking the tip gently and caressing his flaring piss-hole. She placed her lips just over the piss-hole, kissing it as her tongue swiped slowly. She felt her son's body shake and she closed her fingers tighter into his ass cheek.
With a soft growl, Joan released his cock and moved her lips up and down the shaft, her tongue barely touching it. The hard meat of his prick against her mouth felt wonderful to her. There was a delicious sensation about running her burning lips up and down her son's throbbing cock. She swirled her tongue into the wiry hair, then flicked his balls. She used the flat surface of her tongue now, licking at his cock from base to piss-hole, slowly, the way a small child would savor an ice cream cone.
Ted's cock started seeping juices now, and as the juice beaded at his piss-hole, Joan licked them away. She kept her tongue out of her mouth, running it up and down the hard shaft and circling the swollen head, beginning to pant with hungry desire. The urge to suck her son's cock was strong, much stronger than she had ever felt before. She had enjoyed the feel of a hard cock throbbing between her lips often, yet somehow those urges to suck her son's cock off were especially strong.
Holding his cock at the base again, she ran her tongue about the deliciously smooth head, letting the heat sear into her mouth. Each bubble of fluid that seeped from his piss-hole was quickly licked away by her darting tongue. The taste of those juices created a hungry storm inside her naked body. They were more delicious than ever because that slippery wetness came from her son's cock.
Ted stood looking down with anxious eyes, his hips arched outward. He rested one hand on top of his mother's head. The heat of her wet tongue running up and down his cock gave him many thrills that were different than fucking Fawn or his mother. Each of them had felt good, but this was different. His mother's mouth and tongue gave him an entirely different kind of ecstasy.
Joan could no longer keep teasing herself this way.
With a moan of passion, she closed her lips around her son's cockhead, her tongue fluttering. She grasped the cheeks of his ass again, her fingers digging into his flesh, and jerked him forward, driving his cock into the back of her throat. She gurgled as the swollen head of his prick prodded the burning entrance of her throat, sliding over her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Her lips spread tightly on his hard cock, stretching so sweetly. She sucked the full length into her mouth, feeling the wiry hairs at the base tickle them and her nose. Holding his cock deeply, she writhed her lips at the base and squeezed his ass cheeks, her eyes blazing up at his surprised face.
Pressing her tongue against the underside of his cock, she made her mouth a wet, hot tightness for him, sucking her lips back along it until she was just barely pressing them over his piss-hole. She sucked hard on his piss-hole, drawing juices from it, her tongue flicking them away. Then she jerked his ass forward again, taking his cock as deeply as it would go, sobbing with perverse hunger.
