Golden Shower For Mom Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Lisa came awake the next morning with a stretching luxuriousness.

She looked at her son who was still sound asleep next to her. His face,

composed in sleep, looked even younger than he was. She watched his sleeping

face with affection, hoping the things they were doing would not harm him

emotionally. She was sure they would not.

She lifted the sheet and looked down at his naked body. He had a hard-on,

but she knew he was not having some beautiful erotic dream -- he just had to

piss, that was all. A piss hard-on, her husband had called it. She, too,

felt the need to piss. She always did when she woke up in the mornings. It

was one of the first things she had to do.

She climbed out of bed quietly, then went to the bathroom and pissed. Next,

she prepared breakfast, after which she woke her son up.

Mike came in sleepy, rubbing his eyes. She had to make him go wash up before

breakfast, and while he was splashing cold water on his face, she went into

the bathroom with him. After washing his face she saw him turn to the

toilet.

"Let me," she said, taking hold of his cock as she pressed her tits against

his back, her crotch at his ass. Looking over his shoulder, she held his

cock as he pissed, and she could not resist placing her other hand into the

stream. She mewled softly, licking her lips. When he finished, she shook his

cock as she had seen him do, then turned him, around to face her. She kissed

her son's mouth, thrusting her tongue in for a moment.

"Now, you can go eat breakfast," she said. After he ate, Mike volunteered to

do the dishes. Lisa was pleasantly pleased by his offer. She sat at the

table drinking more coffee as he stood at the sink. He was still naked, and

she loved to see him this way. His ass was small and tight. Her eyes became

warm, then hot, as she gazed at her son's ass. She had pulled on the filmy

gown when she got out of bed, but now she opened it and stroked one of her

tits as she watched her son's ass.

She stood up, letting her gown fall to the floor. She stepped up behind him,

wrapping her arms around his waist, lowering one hand to his cock. She

jacked his cock in a tight fist, kissing at his neck and shoulders.

"Mmmm, nice cock," she whispered into his ear, thrusting her tongue into it.

"Beautiful cock, and it was so hard this morning when you were asleep, I

wanted to climb on and fuck you, baby."

She pressed her bushy cunt against his naked ass, twisting against him.

"Why didn't you! Mom?"

"You need your sleep," she said, running her fist back and forth on his

prick. "You need all the rest you can get, especially if you're going to

come off five times a day."

"You're gonna make me come five times a day, Mom?"

"I'm going to try," she laughed.

She kissed and licked at his shoulders and back, still pumping his prick.

Her wet tongue slipped along his spine as she moved lower. She paused at the

base of his spine, kissing hotly the upper portions of his tight ass cheeks.

She went to her knees behind him, burning moist kisses about his ass. She

snaked her long tongue out and licked up and down his thighs, feeling her

son tremble as he braced himself on the sink. She held his hips as she

darted her tongue along the crack of his ass, then she shoved it between his

thighs to lick his dangling balls.

Mike spread his legs for her, and she pushed her nose into the crack of his

ass, her tongue lapping at his balls. She grabbed his cock again and beat on

it excitedly. Dragging her tongue past his balls, she slipped it into the

crack of his ass and licked at his tight asshole.

"Oh, Mom, that's good!" Mike groaned. "I like that, Mom! Oh wow, licking my

ass my asshole! I bet I could come with you licking my asshole, Mom!"

She pulled her face out of his ass. "If you start to come, you turn around

fast and stick your cock in my mouth, you hear me?"

She shoved her face into the crack of his ass once again, her mouth open,

lips pressing at his asshole.

Mike was leaning way over now, arching his ass into his mother's face. She

sucked at her son's tight asshole, her tongue lapping up and down, then she

pressed the tip against it. Her fist kept up a steady jerking motion on his

throbbing hard cock now. With a bit more pressure her tongue slithered into

her son's asshole.

Mike gave a yelp of delight, and Lisa started tongue fucking his ass. Mike

shoved his ass back until he was grinding it into his mother's face. Lisa's

cunt was bubbling again, mild orgasms exploding with ecstasy. She wiggled

her ass while she knelt behind her son, fucking his asshole with her wicked,

wet tongue.

Somehow she was almost on the floor. She was sitting there, with her son

shoving his ass into her face. She was holding his hips now and not his

cock. She wanted her face as tight into his ass as possible.

Her tongue was plunging an inch deep, and she could feel his asshole tighten

about it. She sucked at his asshole with her hot lips as her tongue thrust

in and out. She felt one of his hands between her thighs, feeling her cunt

as she tongue fucked his asshole. She was surprised to find her cunt

convulsing in those delightfully tight orgasms.

Suddenly Mike yelped, and she found he was trying to turn around, to shove

his cock into her mouth. Quickly, she jerked her tongue out of his asshole

and just in time.

Lisa managed to get the head of his cock between her lips just as her son

squirted. The thick come juice shot from his piss hole rapidly, strongly,

copiously. He was almost standing on his head, his ass in the air, and she

was sucking hungrily at his gushing cock, his balls against her nose.

"We almost didn't make it, Mom," he panted when it was over. "I thought I

was gonna come on your tits!"

"Fine with me," Lisa giggled, wiping at her mouth. "You can come anywhere on

me you want, I told you that."

"I know, but you said to turn around fast and stick my cock in your mouth

when I started to come," he reminded her. "And I almost didn't make it. Boy,

that sure did feel good, your tongue up my asshole!"

"You liked that, huh?"

"I guess I'm gonna like everything we do he said.

"I'll tongue-fuck you up the ass again, but I'm going to warn you right

now," she said. "I loved it when you pissed in my mouth. You can piss in my

mouth anytime you want. But Mike, you don't ever shit when I have my face in

your ass. I draw the line there. Do you understand?"

He promised he would never shit in her face, and Lisa sighed in relief. She

wasn't sure if he would or not. Perverted though she may be, that was one

thing she would not allow. There were an awful lot of things she would do,

but in no way would she let him shit in her face or on her. That was

carrying things too far.

About noon, Lisa finally dressed.

Mike sat on her bed and watched her. He had already pulled on a pair of

jogging shorts and a tank top. He wore no shorts, she knew, because she had

helped to dress him.

At her son's suggestion, she wore a man's shirt, tied underneath her shapely

tits, with the buttons left undone. Also, he wanted her to wear a pair of

jogging shorts. Since she didn't have any, she pulled on a pair of his. They

were small, much too tight, but that seemed to be what Mike wanted. The

crotch pulled up into her cunt, outlining the lips. Half her ass was exposed

and he seemed to love that.

"So we're going to jog, are we?" she asked after dressing. "Me, like this

running around the neighborhood, my ass hanging out? You're out of your

nasty mind, darling."

"I wanna watch your tits bounce, Mom!" he laughed.

"Sure, and everyone else around will see them bounce too, not to mention my

naked ass. She looked down at herself. "Why, you can almost see my cunt

hair."

Mike laughed.

She looked at him. "Well, it wont matter that much. Young girls wear a lot

less, I suppose. Besides, without shorts on, your cock is going to do some

dangling and swinging, too. Come on, let's go."

They left the house, trotting slowly along the sidewalk. They reached the

park and turned in, taking the cycle path and loping along smoothly and

slowly.

Lisa's tits bounced as she ran, her son watching them and grinning from ear

to ear. Sometimes he ran behind her so he could watch her ass flashing,

Racing ahead of his of his mother, he turned and ran backwards, then

deliberately lifted the side of his shorts to show his cock to her. She

stuck her tongue out at him, pulling aside her shirt to let a nipple poke

out.

It was fun, a good tease. It was also exciting because they could have been

seen. After a bit they stopped to rest, sitting on a park bench.

Lisa sprawled out, her legs wide and straight in front of her, arms draped

over the back of the bench. But Mike was not as tired as his mother. He sat

next to her and caressed her sweaty thighs. Lisa didn't care about him

touching her so openly -- it was exciting.

Then Mike leaned down and ran his tongue over her thigh, licking away the

sweat.

"Stop that!" she said, looking around quickly. "You want someone to see

you?"

Mike laughed, darted his face against his mother's crotch. His teeth bit

into her cunt, making her squeal and shove his head away.

"If you want that cunt so badly, let's find a place to fuck," she said.

They walked slowly, looking for concealment. Every place seemed to be

exposed, until they came to the restrooms.

"How about in there?" Mike asked.

"What if someone came in?" Lisa asked, feeling a tingle of perverse delight.

"We'll chase them out Mike said, taking his mother's hand and dragging her

into the restroom. "The men's room okay, Mom?"

The place smelled of stale piss. It was clean enough for a park restroom,

but they all smelled the same to her. Writing was all over the walls,

invitations for sex of every description.

Lisa could not resist reading some of them. "Want a big cock to suck," she

said, reading off the wall. "Fuck my tight asshole with your big cock."

"I like this one, Mom!" Mike said, pointing. "My sister and mother suck my

cock off!"

"Mmm, that's a nice one Lisa gurgled. "I wonder who they are. They sure

sound like fun, don't they?"

"If I had a sister Mike said, "do you suppose she'd fuck and suck me, Mom?"

Lisa laughed. "Darling, if you had a sister, and she was anything like you

and I, she sure would. Why, if you had a sister, I'd eat her hot pussy,

myself."

"You wouldn't suck a cunt, Mom," he gasped, then looked at her closely.

"Would you?"

"Mmmm," she replied mysteriously.

"You would!" Mike said, drawing the leg of his shorts to one side and taking

his cock out. "You would suck a cunt, wouldn't you?"

"I don't know if we'll ever find out she said, looking at his hard prick.

"Find me a beautiful young girl, and we'll see."

Her shorts were extremely tight, but Lisa managed to pull the crotch away

from her cunt. She turned her back to her son and braced herself against the

wall near the urinal, arching her ass back for him.

"Fuck it this way, baby," she groaned. "I'm not going to lie down on this

floor or take my shorts off."

"This is just fine, Mom," he said, moving up behind her and pressing his

cock against her. But as he tried to shove his cock into her cunt, the tight

crotch of her shorts prevented it from happening.

"Oh, shit!" Lisa said. "Now what? How are we going to fuck?"

"Make a hole, Mom," he said urgently, pumping on his prick. "Make a hole in

your shorts."

Lisa looked around the restroom and saw a nail on the floor. She took it

and, holding her shorts out, poked at the seam. She tore it, but made a tear

much too big.

"Now what will I do?" she asked. "My whole ass will show."

But Mike wasn't worried about that -- he was anxious to get his cock up his

mother's cunt.

Lisa turned and braced herself against the wall again, arching her ass back

to him. Mike pulled the crotch apart, and she ran her hand between her

thighs and took his cock in her fingers. She brought it to her bubbling cunt

and he shoved.

"Ooooh, yes she mewled, feeling his cock slide up her cunt. "Ahhh, that's so

good, Mike! Fuck me fast, baby! Fuck mother's cunt fast before someone comes

in!"

"You can watch him piss," he laughed, hunching his cock back and forth into

her clinging cunt. "He can piss while I fuck you!"

Lisa arched her ass back as far as she could, whimpering in ecstasy as her

son thrust deep. Again he was holding her hips with tight fingers, jerking

and pushing at her ass, almost making her fuck him. She would never get

enough of his thick prick, never.

She shook her ass lewdly for him, listening to his grunts of delight. She

enjoyed pleasing Mike as much as she enjoyed pleasing herself. Her pussy

clutched his plunging cock with a tight wet heat. She could feel his balls

brushing the back of her thighs. Lisa danced her ass about for him, twisting

and gyrating it, cooing in soft delight.

From outside the restroom, she heard mumbling voices as someone walked past.

What would she do if they came in? There wasn't much she could do, really.

She was in the men's restroom, fucking her son. There was no place she could

hide. The doors of the toilets had been removed. They would be caught, it

was as simple as that.

And she didn't care.

With her son's cock fucking her so vigorously, so beautifully, her cunt

spasming around that long cock, she didn't care if they were caught. She

didn't care -- at this moment -- if they were caught and watched by dozens

of people. They could all stand and watch her son fuck her. They could all

stand and jack off and finger-fuck and watch -- she didn't care. They could

all fuck each other, suck each other and she would jump into the middle of

them when her son finished with her pussy!

Lisa would take them all on, men and woman alike, at this particular moment.

When she was hot, she was hot. When her cunt boiled like this, Lisa knew she

would lose control if half a dozen men came in with hard cocks, wanting to

fuck her. She would spread her legs and fuck them all to the last man. Or

women... when Lisa was this hot, she would hungrily suck cunt, let her cunt

be sucked.

But before she'd done any of those things, she would take care of her son's

hard cock, in anyway he desired, in any position. She would fuck and suck in

front of any audience he wanted to bring.

"Ooooh, fuck my hot cunt, Mike!" she crooned in a thick voice, jerking her

ass about. "Fuck mother's hot, wet pussy! Ohhh, darling mother's cunt is so

fucking hot. Ooooh! Shove it to me! Beat my hot fucking twat to pieces with

your hard, beautiful cock!"

The convulsions rumbling through her body were strongest in and around her

cunt. Her legs shook, and if she had not braced herself against the wall,

she would have fallen.

Somehow she got a hand between her thighs, leaning at the wall with one

hand. She felt her sons cock, wet and slippery, pumping into her cunt. She

stroked her swollen clitoris, then began to pinch and pull on it harshly.

"You're making me come, darling!" she groaned. "Oh, my cunt is exploding?

More! More fuck... more cock... more! Mike! Fuck me harder... faster! Ohhh,

I love to come!"

"I'm gonna do it, Mom," Mike groaned, ramming his cock hard and deep into

her cunt. I'm gonna come!"

"Yes, yes!" she wailed, her cunt sucking at his throbbing prick. "Come! Oh,

come in mother's hot cunt!"

The gushing of his thick come juice spurted far into her receptive cunt. She

felt it splattering the walls of her pussy. Her cunt rippled into one last

orgasm as his come juice dribbled to a stop.

Now that it was over, Lisa was in a hurry to get out of the restroom. She

tried to adjust her ripped shorts, but it was unsatisfactory. She grinned at

her son.

"I guess when you're hot to fuck," she said, "you pay the price for it.

Someone is going to see my pussy! I'm sure."

Mike looked. He saw curly hair between her thighs. Come juice seeped out of

her cunt and made her thighs look slick.

"We might make it home," he said.

As they left the restroom, Lisa saw a man sitting on a bench about five

yards away. He was looking right at them. Lisa shivered, knowing what was

going through his mind. She tried to walk as if she were the most innocent

person in the world, but the sway of her ass said different.

As they went past the man, she noticed his eyes were directly on her crotch.

When the man lifted his eyes and smiled at her. Lisa could not resist giving

him a lewd wink.

Mike laughed. "He's jealous."

"Young studs are taking all the good women," they heard the man say, not at

all worried if he was overheard.

Lisa giggled, and swung her ass with an exaggerated swing, taking her son's

hand in hers. She didn't want to jog now -- the rip in the crotch of her

shorts would flare open.

Mike hung behind her a moment, looking at his mother's ass. Sure enough, he

could see the rear, see the crack of her ass. He walked up beside her and

clutched her hand again.

"I can see your ass! Mom," he laughed.

"I hope no one else will before we get home she replied, walking faster.

"You don't care, not really," Mike laughed. "Remember, you said something

about exhibitionism?"

"I was just talking!" she said. "I always talk too much when my cunt is

hot... and that's all the fucking time."

When they were half a block from home, she broke into a trot. Mike hung

back, watching his mother's ass and flashing thighs with pleasure.

Lisa skipped to the front door, then paused to look ever her shoulder. She

waggled her ass, then entered the house.