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CHAPTER EIGHT

Joyce and her son placed a few of the large, colorful pictures in frames, hanging them in her bedroom. The ones they chose depicted Pamie, and the others were stashed away, to be brought out when they wanted to look at them again.

She and Jerry had showered together after dinner, and lounged about on her bed, fondling and caressing. Joyce enjoyed the times they done this, everything so gentle and filled with love. Jerry, always so eager, his cock raging hard, learned to slow down with his mother, that there was no need to rush into fucking her. He had been going at her as if she might suddenly deny her body to him before he finished. He was learning some measure of self-control, but only a little. Besides, Joyce lost control easily once her cunt became fiery and wet. She could only control herself up to a point.

Jerry lay between his mother's thighs, peering at her cunt, feeling about it, kissing the pulsating pussy lips occasionally as he talked quietly. Jerry, of course, talked a great deal about Pamie and the upcoming Saturday. Joyce was amused at his eager excitement, letting him talk as much as he wanted about the exquisite creature. When he asked a question if she thought Pamie would do this or that, she agreed with her son, knowing it was the answer he wanted. Besides, Joyce had no doubts about the girl after seeing those pictures.

Pamie had obviously been a willing model. Her lovely little face glowed with ecstasy in each picture, her eyes sparkling. If she had been an unwilling victim, those eyes would have come across dull and perhaps glazed, no matter what expression she wore.

Jerry kissed his mother's cunt, lapping his tongue along the side of her clit. Joyce shivered with the hot wetness of his mouth. She turned him on the bed, bringing his feet toward her head. They lay side by side, facing each other. Joyce rested her head on his thigh, stroking her son's balls and cock and hard young ass as he talked and talked. She pressed her thigh underneath his head, bending the other leg and holding it wide to allow him access to her crotch.

Seeing his precious balls, the crack of his ass, watching his cock swell under her caressing fingers, Joyce wondered if he would ever become tired of her, tired of seeing and touching her body. She hoped not. He was so good with her, his cock throbbing in her cunt or mouth or up her ass. She would have many more years with him, but the time would come when he would find some young girl, become infatuated or perhaps fall in love. She didn't want to think about that now.

When that time came, she hoped desperately it would be with a girl compatible to their ways, a girl willing to share Joyce's good looking son with her, perhaps become a threesome. That way she would always remain with her son. Stroking his sweet hard-on in one hand, cradling his balls with the other, Joyce would be more than willing to share him with an agreeable woman or girl, but only if that girl was willing to live with their lifestyle. If not, well, Joyce would have to go her way and find someone else. She was not going to be the kind of mother who interfered with her son's life. She would simply always be available to her son if and when he wanted to fuck her.

She moved her mouth to Jerry's crotch, kissing his balls with moist lips as she stroked her palm about his naked ass, still clutching his cock. She felt his prick throbbing in her fist, and moved it up and down, watching moisture bead up at his piss hole. When she felt her son run the flat surface of his tongue along the fiery wetness of her cunt slit, she shoved her face to his ass, feeling his balls on her neck. She lapped wetly at the tight cheeks of her son's ass, tasting the freshness of his skin, enjoying it.

Feeling her son moving his tongue about the swelling cheeks of her ass, doing to her what she did to him, she widened her legs and arched her crotch forward. The more they kissed and licked at each other's ass cheeks, the more passionate they became. Heavy breathing started, and their hands were more insistent as they roamed about. Feeling his cock, hard and throbbing, pressing against her tits as she ran her tongue up and down the hot crack of her son's ass, Joyce drew one knee high, shoving her ass into her son's face.

She wrapped her hands about his hips, her fingers spreading the cheeks of his young ass, her tongue seeking, the tight heat of his asshole. A soft whimper came from her as she ran the tip of her tongue about his asshole, feeling her son's tongue probing at hers. His hands pulled her satiny ass cheeks wide, and then he was kissing eagerly upon her tight asshole. With a low growl of pleasure, Joyce rammed her tongue into her son's asshole, bringing a groan from him. The tight heat of his asshole closed about her buried tongue, and she tongue-fucked him in his ass for a long moment, then pressed her lips around his asshole and started sucking, her tongue flicking and lapping.

"Ooo, you're sweet, Jerry!" she whimpered into the crack of his ass. "You're sweet all over! Eat my ass baby, eat Mother's asshole, too!"

The only reply she got from him was a fast thrust of his tongue up her ass. Joyce squealed happily and ran her tongue in and out of his asshole, twisting her hips, grinding into her son's face as he tongue-fucked her asshole. They squirmed about on the bed, becoming steamy with excitement, lapping into the crack of each other's ass, delving with tongues into the hot tight assholes, clutching each other by the ass cheeks to hold them wide.

Mother and son began to devour each other, sucking and kissing and licking, fucking tongues into each other's asshole. She felt her son's chin pressing into her slippery wet cunt, her tits smashing at his chest. Her nipples burned against his flesh as she twisted and squirmed at him. His cock throbbed in hardness against her, his balls feeling full and hot on her neck. She fucked her tongue into his asshole eagerly, sucking around it as her hands held his ass cheeks wide. If her son came off, squirting his come juice about her tits as she sucked his asshole, she wouldn't mind. She would help her son come off in any way he wanted at any time he wanted.

But the hardness of his cock against her tits, the dripping wetness on her flesh were too much for her. She licked his asshole, kissed it with her moist hot lips, then pulled her face away. Dragging her tongue along his balls, she moved his hips until her mouth could close about his dripping cock. As she gripped his prick hotly in her mouth, she pulled at him until he was on top of her, his knees at her face. Running her hands up his thighs to clutch his ass, she pulled his cock deep into her mouth, spreading her legs and shoving her pulsating cunt onto his face.

Jerry, sucking at the hairy lips of his mother's pussy, closed his hands about her shapely ass and started fucking her wet, hot mouth. Joyce mewled softly about his cock and closed her eyes, savoring the deep thrusting fucking he was giving her mouth. She drew her long legs up and back, spreading her pussy onto his mouth, rubbing and twisting. Her son's balls bounced up and down, rubbing at her nose as his cock fucked deliciously deep. She moved her finger about his puckering asshole as she sucked on his hard, fucking cock, making soft sounds of whining ecstasy. He dripped a great deal, causing her to swallow often. The powerful throbs of his cock vibrated her lips. Her tongue pressed hard, making a hot, wet sheath for his cock.

Jerry, fucking his mother's mouth, ran his tongue about her rigid, steamy clit, finally sucking it between his lips. Joyce groaned in pleasure as he pulled hard on her clit, gulping the head of his cock into her throat. Opening her eyes, she watched her finger moving about his asshole, the visual stimulation increasing the swelling, bubbling passion in her naked body. When her son fucked his tongue into her cunt, stabbing in and out with his chin rubbing her cunt, Joyce squealed in ecstasy as she started coming. The power of her orgasm caused her cunt to suck and grow tight on his tongue, and his hands dug into her rounded ass, lifting his mother's cunt into his face.

The orgasms increased, shaking her body with pleasure, and she began to make him fuck her mouth faster and faster, mewling around his cock. She brought a hand to his balls, twisting them as they became tight. Anticipating the gushing flood of his come juice, she sucked as hard as she could, her tongue moving constantly.

With his tongue pressed deeply into his mother's spasming cunt, Jerry unleashed boiling come juice, squirt after squirt into her greedy, hungry mouth. The sweet thickness choked her for a moment, then she swallowed, and sucked almost frantically as his prick poured jism into her throat. She slammed her cunt up and down against his face, grinding and trying to fuck his tongue. It didn't matter to Joyce if she came while sucking his cock, but she did almost every time. The delight she got from having her son's cock in her mouth was enough. Her orgasms were simply added ecstasy for her.

Jerry lifted from her, sitting back on his heels with his knees about her head. She let him rest his balls on her face. She cupped her tits and pushed them together as her tongue lapped about his now-empty balls, his cock on her chin, Jerry giggled.

"What's funny, baby?" she said from under his balls, his ass on her forehead.

Although Jerry didn't answer, she understood as his cock started pissing.

"Oh, baby!" she mewled, feeling the warm piss spurting over her tits. Her tongue lapped at his balls as he pissed onto her tits, her hands holding them tight together. The piss stung her nipples and she began to writhe her naked ass with pleasure.

Jerry rose to his knees, holding the base of his cock, pissing all over her tits, giggling childishly.

Joyce looked up with fiery eyes, watching him piss. She began to wash her tits with his piss, mewling softly. Drops fell on her chin, and she suddenly scooted downward, letting him piss into her face. She threw her head back, closing her eyes and shuddering happily, her face becoming drenched in the warm golden stream of her son's piss. Experimentally, she opened her mouth and tasted his piss. A squeal bubbled from her and she shoved her tongue out, catching piss with it. Jerry aimed his cock and pissed directly into his mother's mouth, watching it fill and overflow with foaming piss.

Joyce washed her hands on her piss-wet face as though she were washing at the sink, mewling with pleasure. She swallowed a little of her son's piss and found herself clutched in very tight, boiling orgasms again. She moved her right hand to her cunt and began to finger-fuck herself vigorously while her son kept pissing into her gurgling mouth. Her hips jerked up and down as her finger thrust wildly, her hairy cunt clutching at it.

"Piss on you!" Jerry said. "Piss on you, Mother, you fucking cock-sucker! I'm pissing in your cock-sucking face, in your cunt mouth!"

"Mmmmm," Joyce moaned, swallowing more prick.

As the stream of piss stopped, Jerry shook his cock, bringing a few more drops into his mother's face. He started to move away, but she pulled the head of his cock between her lips, running her tongue over the piss hole, tasting his pissy prick.

"Mmmmm what brought that on?" she asked, her face radiant with pleasure.

"I just had to piss," he said, and then he pointed to the photograph of the man pissing into Pamie's mouth as the woman fucked her tight little asshole with the rubber cock. "Besides, Pamie seemed to like it, so I thought you would, too, Mother."

"You're getting to know more about me," she said, pushing her lips into his balls, kissing them moistly. "But I don't think I'd go for that rubber cock at all. I want the real thing."

She was drenched in piss, but it felt good to her, perversely so. It was odd, she thought, how long it took for them to get to this particular point. They both had known of each other's interest in pissing since that night on the porch. Maybe it was best to go slow, take it easy, let it all develop in its own way. She remembered picking her son up at his friend's house, and a vague thought came to her. For a brief moment she wondered if Jerry's friend, Tony, would be interested in her body, what it would be like to fuck her son and his little friend at the same time. It might be exciting, but Joyce didn't want to cause any embarrassment for Jerry. He might not like seeing her fuck someone else, especially a boy so close to him.

Jerry was possessive with her, she knew.

Being with Pamie was different than having another boy join them. Jerry was turned on to the exquisite creature, a girl he could fuck and play games with his mother joining – but another boy would be another matter. No, best if she didn't even talk of it with Jerry. Later, maybe, but not right now.

Perhaps, with Pamie with then, Jerry, would become excited enough to consider it, to understand it was all in fun and that Joyce wanted her son most of all. Boys, she thought with amusement. They wanted to stick those hard cocks into every cunt they found, but they didn't want a girlfriend, or in this case a mother, fucking anyone else but them.

Boys, it seemed, had trouble separating the deep emotional love from the purely erotic ecstasy. But Joyce could love one person deeply, and still enjoy fucking others. Fucking some one did not mean she was in love with that person, but Jerry was still too young to understand that.

Later, perhaps, she could talk to him about Tony.