Joyce entered her bedroom with 2 cups of coffee, one for her and one for the man she had shared her bed with that night, her son Paul. He was still sleeping and she pulled away the bed covers to look at his naked body.
When he had been younger, she remembered getting glimpses of him naked as he grew up and the moist feeling it gave her seeing her own son's cock. Now it lay there again, limp like it used to be when he was a teenager when she saw it, but things were far different now. Last night she had felt that cock in her pussy and even though today she should have felt disgusted, she just felt horny.
She knelt on the bed, bent down and started to lick his cock. He stirred and so did his penis. As he woke up, she felt his hands on her head as he held her against him. His cock twitched into life, soon growing to full erection.
She turned to face him,
"How's my little boy this morning?"
Paul wasn't little, he was 40 and separated from his wife and Joyce was 67, but they were like young lovers.
"Fine Mom, great way to wake up."
"I've got more for you, you dirty little sod," she said.
With that she moved up the bed and lowered her black pantie clad pussy down onto his face.
"Lick Mommy's fanny darling."
She writhed about thrusting her groin backwards and forwards against his face.
"Fucking hell Mom, you'll smother me," Paul moaned as he lay on his back beneath her.
"Shhhh. Just like my cunt, smell my panties."
Her knickers were wet and Paul licked them dutifully, pushing the material up into his Mom's cunt.
Joyce hoisted herself up and peeled off her panties, turned round and once again lowered herself onto her son.
"Kiss my arse, smell my bum, put your tongue right up my arsehole," she demanded.
She thrust herself against him and Paul came face to face with his Mom's rectum. She grabbed his cock tight as he licked her arse.
"No tongue it, put your tongue right inside my arse, taste your Mom's bum, smell her, yes darling that's right, deep in," Joyce moaned.
Her arse was very sensitive and she wanted his tongue, his fingers and eventually his cock up there, but first she wanted to show who was in charge. She wanted Paul to be her sex slave son, to do everything she demanded and she wanted some dirty sex. She had never achieved that with her husband, but years of having to do it for herself with the help of a vibrator and porn had lead her with a filthy mind. Her body might be feeling its age at times, but at the moment she just wanted to be pleasured.
Paul had never done this before and couldn't believe how horny it was. His tongue was inside his Mom's arsehole and the smell and taste was amazing.
Joyce squeezed her son's cock tighter and wiggled her arse against him.
"That's good Paul sweety, get it as far in as it will go. You like smelling Mommy's panties, so now you can smell my arse."
The arse licking continued for a while and then Joyce pulled herself up.
"Come with me, you naughty boy."
Paul followed his Mom into the bathroom and she sat down on the toilet.
"Kneel in front of Mommy," Joyce demanded.
Paul knelt down, reaching for his own cock, the excitement in his eyes was intense.
Joyce reached for herself and frigged herself for a minute which sent a stream of cum into the toilet bowl.
"Now the real treat," she said.
She pushed herself forward and sent a long stream of thick yellow pee over her son.
"Oh yes Mom, that's is wonderful," Paul moaned.
"Drink Mommy's piss," Joyce said, "Open wide."
Paul bent down and Joyce guided her pee into his open mouth. Paul gulped it down, moving closer to her pussy as the stream subsided. As it stopped to a few drips, he covered her cunt with his mouth, licking his mother clean.
"Oh yes baby boy, yes, take Mommy's pee, lick my twat, suck every last drop out."
Paul moved his hand round to his Mom's arse and inserted a finger into her wet rectum.
The lust in Joyce was taking over now and she turned round and bent over the toilet.
