Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  As his cock pulled out, she gave a low moan. For a while she couldn’t move. She knew her son was gazing at her naked, shapely, satiny ass and thighs, but she couldn’t move. She felt pleasure with his eyes on her.

  After a while, she lifted from the table and turned to face him. Bobby had slumped into a chair, his legs straight out. His cock, glistening with the mixture of her cunt juice and his come juice, drew her eyes immediately.

  “Bobby, what’s…”

  “Mom, I loved that!” he interrupted her with a wide grin. “Hey, can I see you! Naked, I mean? Mom, can I see you without your clothes on?”

  Janice felt her face flush with a twinge of embarrassment. The excitement on her son’s face was bright, and he certainly wasn’t embarrassed, she saw. But to have him look upon her naked body… that embarrassed her for some reason. She was not, however, embarrassed because he had fucked her.

  His eyes were so bright, so eager, she found herself nodding.

  “In… in the bedroom,” she stammered, turning her eyes away from him, her face flaming.

  She moved on shaking legs to her bedroom, feeling her son following her. Inside the bedroom, she turned to face her son.

  He had removed his pajama bottoms and had them in his hand. He stood proudly, not ashamed or embarrassed by his nakedness. His cock still gleamed with the fluids from her cunt.

  “You promised,” he said.

  “I didn’t prom…” she started to say, then stopped. Her nod had been, in a way, a promise. Her face burned again as she pulled her robe off. She inched her long nightgown up. Then she found it difficult to look at her son as she stood naked before him.

  Bobby’s hot eyes moved over his mother’s body. She had lovely soft chestnut hair, hair that hung just below her shoulders. Her eyes, dark and fiery, were almost an almond shape. Her nose was small, and her mouth full and moist. Her flesh was creamy and without a blemish to mar her beauty. Her tits, still firm, arched from her chest in a tight, springy manner. Her nipples, rigid now, were set in large, pebbled circles. Her waist was narrow and her stomach flat. At the base of her stomach, Bobby gazed at the lush triangle of dark, curling cunt hair. Her hips were rounded, flowing gracefully into long, slender thighs of smooth flesh.

  Her face became a deeper red as her son gazed at her, she cupped her hand behind her and looked at her son with shy eyes.

  Bobby, however, was not at all shy. His cock lifted as he gazed at his mother’s beautiful, inviting, naked body. His expression was that of a boy filled with intense desire.

  She stood in the middle of the bedroom floor, and her son walked around her. He stood behind her for a while, looking at her swelling, flawlessly shaped ass. The cheeks were round and firm, with a deep, tantalizing crack. She felt her son touch her ass, then he cupped the cheeks, giving her a squeeze. Again he was in front of her.

  “I wanna see between your legs, Mom,” he said, still showing no embarrassment, only bubbling excitement.

  Janice stepped back until her legs touched the bed. She sat down, then spread her legs wide. Her son gazed between her legs. Her cunt was hairy, with strands of hair along each lip, then disappearing into the crack of her ass. The lips of her pussy were moist and pink, with the tip of her clitoris poking out. She lay back on the bed, her legs held wide open.

  She covered her embarrassed eyes with one arm.

  She felt her son’s eyes move about her naked body, listened to his heavy breathing. She knew she should not feel this shyness, not after sucking his cock off and fucking her son twice, yet she could not help it.

  She felt the bed move as her son climbed onto it. Then his hands were moving all over her body, touching and caressing and exploring. He fondled her tits, slipped his hand down her trembling stomach and through the curls of her cunt hair. She felt him cup her pussy for a moment, then probe into it with a finger. As his finger slipped into her cunt, she was unable to stop her hips from lifting upward to meet it.

  “Oh, God! Bobby…”

  “You feel good, Mom,” he said in a strangled voice. “You feel hot and wet and good! You’re prettier than the girl next door, Mom!”

  That pleased her.

  “I’m gonna do it again,” she heard him say. Peeking from beneath her arm, she watched her son climb on top of her. His cock brushed along her thigh as he moved between them, leaving a trail of moisture on her flesh. As his cock slipped into her cunt, she suddenly flung her arms about him, holding him tightly against her body. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them about his hips, locking her ankles over the backs of his thighs.

  “Ohhh, Bobby!”

  As her son began plunging his cock into her gripping cunt, Janice moved her hands down his back quickly. She clutched at his bunching ass cheeks, her fingers digging hard, as she started churning her cunt up and down, banging her hairy pussy against his cock. His balls beat against her squirming ass. He panted and grunted in a wild effort as he fucked her with mindless enthusiasm. She felt her son kissing at her shoulder as he hunched up and down. She dug her ringers into his bouncing ass cheeks harder, grinding up against him without embarrassment now.

  She felt her son trying to get his hand under her twisting, jerking hips. When he closed his fingers about one of her tight ass cheeks, Janice wailed with ecstasy and pumped frantically up at him.

  “Bobby, Bobby.”

  “Mom, oh, Mom!”

  Janice slammed her boiling cunt up and down violently, her hands clutching his naked ass and drawing his cock into her pussy frantically. She was gasping with the ecstasy that his cock was producing inside her velvety cunt. She wasn’t sure his cock was scraping her inflamed clitoris or if it was the base of his prick that was making her come with powerful convulsions. Her clitoris seemed about to melt from her cunt, and the hairlined lips sucked hungrily.

  “Oh, God, Bobby!”

  Heat was searing her nerves. Her naked body was shaking as she pumped her crotch up and down in a frenzy, fucking his hard cock. The orgasms that rumbled through her were becoming more and more powerful. Her mind was reeling from the erotic fucking. Her eyes were open, rolling in their sockets. The hot breath of her son against her naked shoulders excited her as much as his cock was exciting her cunt.

  “Ohhh, harder!” she screamed, lifting her crotch very high. “Do it harder, Bobby! Ohhh, so good! Faster, honey… I’m… I’m coming! Ohhh, so sweet, so good… so beautiful!”

  “Gosh, Mom!” he grunted in a strangled voice, his cock plunging in and out of her convulsing cunt wildly. “Gosh!”

  She felt her son’s body stiffen. She heard his gurgling grunt. His cock throbbed deep inside her pussy, then he gushed.

  “Ooooooh!” she whimpered. “I feel it, Bobby!”

  Her cunt was filled with her son’s come juice, spurt after spurt. Janice felt each throbbing gush of his sweet come juice as it spattered into her cunt. She was moaning loudly as she ground her pussy against him, digging into his tight ass cheeks. She was only vaguely aware that her son was squeezing her ass cheek.

  Bobby slumped on top of his mother.

  Janice caressed his back, moving her hand from his neck down to his ass, cheeks. He quivered for some time, puffing hotly against her flesh. Finally he moved, rolling onto his back at her side. Janice remained as she was, her legs widely spread, her cunt still pulsating deliciously.

  Finally she lifted on one elbow and looked at her son.

  “You’re not… Bobby, you’re not embarrassed?”

  “Oh, no, Mom!” he exclaimed. “I think this is great!”

  She smiled, pleased that he felt that way.

  “You know,” she said softly, running her hand over his chest. “I was. I was embarrassed. I mean, when you wanted to look at me without my clothes. But, somehow, I’m not anymore.”

  It was true; she was no longer embarrassed to be naked with her son. On the contrary, it felt very good. She ran her hand down his body and cupped his slippery cock and balls, giving them a squeeze.

  She f
ound out her son had been watching the man and his daughter next door as long as she had, that he jacked off quite often as he watched them. She also learned, to her delight, that he had come into her mouth for the second time in his life. His first time to discharge, he told her with bold pleasure, was with another girl. That excited Janice, knowing she had gotten his second discharge of precious come juice into her mouth.

  But he knew more about girls than she had suspected.

  They lay in bed for a long time, and she found out her son had felt up a girl before, that the girl had actually taken his cock into her mouth for a while. But she was her son’s first fuck, his very first piece of ass. She hugged him tightly when she found that out.

  The day was, spent getting to know each other, to talk of desires and to fondle each other’s body. Before evening, Bobby had fucked his mother again, with both of them having violent orgasms.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  They ate early.

  Then, since the evening was so warm, they sat in front of the house. There was a small porch with a wrought-iron railing, and two chairs with a small table there. Those, too, were made of wrought iron.

  It was only after they saw the girl next door walk up the walk to her house that Janice realized she had been unconsciously hoping to see the man again.

  The girl was wearing a very tight pair of shorts and sleeveless blouse. She was amused that her son’s eyes glowed with heat as he watched the girl.

  Suddenly, before she arrived at her front door, the blonde girl turned and came directly across the lawn to them. Her exquisitely lovely face glowed with happiness.

  “Hi,” she said, standing at the railing. “I’m Pam. We moved in a month pr so ago. I thought it would be nice to meet you.”

  Janice introduced herself and her son, watching how the girl’s eyes looked at her son. There was desire in those blue eyes, she saw. They were hot eyes. Then she realized Pam gazed directly and boldly at the front of her son’s pants. Her son was looking the blonde beauty up and down, and Janice knew he was seeing her as she fucked her pillow.

  Pam stayed a short time, chatting with them. Janice learned her parents were divorced, and she expressed concern for her father not dating women. Then, to Janice’s amazement, Pam said, almost innocently, “Daddy needs a woman, you know? He’s that kind of man.”

  Janice almost asked what kind of man that was, but held her silence.

  “I try,” Pam went on. “I try hard, but I’m only a girl and he’s my daddy. What he needs, I think, is a wife.”

  “Why, Pam?” Janice asked.

  “All men need a wife, don’t they?” the girl replied. “But for my daddy, it’s got to be the right kind of woman. One that will make him happy, if you know what I mean.”

  Janice didn’t know what Pam meant, and she didn’t ask. Instead she asked, “What’s your father’s name?”

  “Frank,” Pam replied. “I gotta go now, Janice.” Pam’s eyes raked over Bobby. “Maybe we can be friends, huh, Bobby? I can be a good friend… a very good friend.”

  Janice saw the expression in those blue eyes, and knew what Pam meant.

  They watched the girl walk back across the lawn. Her ass, encased in the tight shorts, swung with invitation. At the door, Pam waved, then disappeared.

  A few minutes later, her father drove up.

  Seeing Janice and Bobby sitting there, he came over.

  Introducing himself, he said, “I’m sorry about your mishap yesterday. I should have helped you instead of staring like an idiot.”

  His eyes moved about her body, and Janice felt as if she were naked. But there was a ripple of excitement, too. She liked the way his bold eyes stared at her tits, then lifted to her face. “I suppose my daughter has already introduced herself?”

  Janice nodded. She felt the odd sensation that this man knew she had been peeking into their windows at night, that he jacked off deliberately. She had nothing to base the feeling on, except from the way he looked at her.

  He lifted a hand as he turned to go, saying, “I’m sure we’ll be good neighbors.”

  After he had gone, Janice had the distinct impression the man knew she had been watching him. There was something about his eyes that told her this.

  That evening, Bobby was very excited, talking about Pam a mile a minute. “I hope she does it again tonight, Mom,” he said. “I bet she’d let me do it to her, too.”

  “I bet she would, too,” she replied.

  “You know, Mom,” Bobby said. “I bet Frank would like to do it to you, too. I saw how he looked at you. Why don’t we be friends with them?”

  “It looks as if we might,” she replied. “But we can’t let them know about us, honey. They may not understand.”

  “I can keep a secret, Mom. You won’t mind if Pam lets me do it to her?”

  Janice no longer felt embarrassment. She grinned at her son, then with a twinkle in her eye, said, “Bobby, if Pam lets you fuck her, I wouldn’t mind at all.”

  Bobby giggled. “You said fuck, Mom!”

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” she chanted, then stuck her tongue out at him and poked at his crotch. “And more fuck, you horny kid!”

  She wrestled her son to the floor, straddling him and pinning his arms above his head. Her skirt was hiked high, her pantied crotch resting on his cock. She wiggled her pussy against him, laughing.

  “I should fuck the piss out of your cock,” she murmured.

  Bobby arched his prick upwards. “You just turn me loose and I’ll show you who fucks the piss out of who, Mom!”

  “Braggart!” she teased, grinding her crotch against him. “All you boys brag.”

  “Yeah, but I can do it!” he said.

  “You can?” she teased, pressing her cunt down on him. “Why not do it now, then?”

  “Let me take my cock out, and I will,” he groaned.

  “I’ll take it out.”

  She lifted from him, sitting on the floor with her knees spread wide. Bobby gazed between her thighs at the tight band of her panties, seeing the dark curls of her cunt. Janice opened her son’s pants and fished his cock out. She gripped it hard, making him yelp.

  “You gotta take your panties off, Mom,” he gurgled as she pumped on his prick. “No fair if you leave your panties on!”

  Using her free hand, Janice ran her hand under her skirt and gave a quick tug. The panties came off with a load tearing sound. She tossed them across the room, jerking her skirt to her waist and straddling her son.

  “Who’s going to fuck who?” she laughed. Squirming down with her cunt against his cock, Janice pressed until her son gurgled with pleasure. His prick throbbed in hardness along the hairy, wet lips, pressing at her swollen clitoris. Bobby’s eyes glowed as he looked up at her.

  When he lifted his hands and opened her blouse, Janice giggled. Her tits dangled above his face. Wrapping his eager hands around his mother’s tits, Bobby began to squeeze and twist at her sensitive nipples.

  Teasingly, Janice shook her nipples in her son’s face. He opened his mouth, trying to capture one, but she swung it away, laughing. Finally he caught a nipple with his lips and began to suck hard on it. His mouth, hot and wet, sent a shiver racing through her. She ground her cunt down onto his hard, throbbing cock as he sucked on her tit.

  “Mmmm, baby, suck that tit!” Janice cooed. “Suck mother’s titty… the nipple! Oh, lovely!”

  She twisted her crotch against him, and then she twisted about until the head of his swollen cock was penetrating her tight, boiling cunt.

  “Oooh, baby, your cock is in me!” she mewled. “Your cock is going in mother’s cunt!”

  Feeling her son’s prick stretch her sensitive pussy, Janice lifted her ass slightly. She twisted it while the head of his cock was between the flexing lips of her twat. Then, very slowly to savor the pleasure, she began to lower her crotch down, taking more of his precious cock into her cunt. The throbbing of his prick sent exquisite sensations rippling through her, making her whine with ecst
asy. Bobby continued to suck at her tit, but now he was running his hands up and down her creamy thighs. The feel of his eager hands on her legs made her tremble with delight.

  Twisting her ass downward, she felt his balls brush at her creamy ass, his cock deeply buried in her gripping cunt. She held it there for a long time, her pussy flexing on the base of his prick. Finally Janice began to lift and lower her crotch, fucking her son as he sucked even harder on her swollen nipple. One of his hands clutched a cheek of her ass, the other digging into her thigh.

  The slowness of her ass moving up and down was tormenting to Bobby. With his hands digging into her spongy ass cheeks, his mouth sucking frantically on her nipple, he began to plunge his cock into her cunt, banging his ass on the floor. Janice held her ass up for him, letting him fuck her. The moist slaps and the power of his lunges, caused his pelvis to smash against her cunt lips and clitoris with tingling ecstasy.

  “Hump it, Bobby!” she squealed. “Oh, baby… bang me! Fuck me, darling! Ooooh, ram that sweet, sweet cock in mother’s hot cunt!”

  The way his hips scissored up and down, rubbing at her sensitive inner thighs while his cock plunged in and out, almost had Janice coming. Her cunt held his cock tightly, flexing with slippery heat. Her hair hung down past her face, her eyes closed and mouth parted. She moaned and sobbed with increasing pleasure.

  “Be still!” she hissed. “Let me fuck you, baby! Stop… hold still! I want to fuck that cock!”

  As her son’s hips stilled, Janice began churning her ass about, racing her cunt up and down his hard cock. Using only the muscles of her back and thighs, Janice bounced her ass up and down, riding her son’s prick frantically. She began to gurgle with orgasms, orgasms that made her cunt become very tight around Bobby’s cock. If her pussy had not been so wet and slippery, she could not have fucked him so violently.