Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  When he finished coming off, Jeff slowly sank to his knees, then sat back on his heels, panting heavily, his cock still oozing come juice. His eyes focused again on his mother’s widely spread legs, on the crotch of her very wet panties. They both became still, looking at each other… Peggy at her son’s cock, he at his mother’s pantied cunt.

  The room was dim and the puddle of white come juice on the carpet stood out. No lights had been turned on yet. Slowly, Jeff got to his feet, fishing in his pocket for a handkerchief.

  “I’ll clean it up, honey,” Peggy said in a soft voice. “Leave it.”

  There were tears in her eyes but they weren’t tears of shame. Her eyes were flooded with delight, with a release of the pressure that had built inside her. It was as if a safety valve had finally worked. She smiled at her son, receiving a smile in return. She closed her knees and stood up, finding a Kleenex to wipe up the come juice on the carpet. As she cleaned it, the back of her hand brushed the seeping piss hole of her son’s cock. She felt as if she had suddenly been branded.

  Lifting her hand, she gazed at the wetness there. Looking at Jeff, she giggled, a somewhat nervous, half-crazy sort of sound.

  With her gaze on his eyes, she kissed the back of her hand, then ran her tongue through the slippery wetness.

  Jeff’s face brightened as he watched her tongue move along the back of her hand. He reached for her, his fingers touching her bare knee lightly. Peggy shuddered, letting her son stroke her knee and a few inches of creamy thigh flesh. Then she stood up quickly.

  “We better get ready if we’re going out tonight,” she said in a shaky voice.

  They always spoke of it as “going out”, never about looking in windows. And why she said, “get ready” made no sense. There was nothing about getting ready — they wore no special clothing, took no special precautions. Peggy had spoken out of a sudden nervousness.

  They went out earlier than usual, and walked a great deal. It was much too early to catch something exciting going on, and they finally stopped at a small cafe for something to drink. They lingered over their drinks, talking quietly to each other.

  They spent two hours searching the neighborhood, and found nothing of real interest. The only thing they saw, about midnight, was a man sitting on his bed jacking off and looking at a centerfold picture.

  Returning home disappointed, she went to her room and Jeff went to his. Peggy undressed and rested on the bed, the light on, feeling very frustrated. Watching her son jacking off and failing in seeing anyone fucking and sucking had drained her.

  “Mom!”

  Peggy sat up. “What is it, Jeff?”

  “You just gotta see this!”

  His voice was filled with excitement. She swung her legs off the bed and grabbed a gown, throwing it over her shoulders quickly, holding it together with one hand, and walked to her son’s room. Jeff’s room was dark, and she saw his outline in front of his window. She went up behind him… and giggled.

  Jeff’s bedroom window faced the bedroom window directly across the ten-foot expanse of lawn. It was Sandra’s home, and it was Sandra’s bedroom.

  Sandra was walking about with every light burning brightly, undressing. By the time Peggy arrived to see, she was down to her bra and panties.

  “It’s only Sandra,” Peggy whispered to her son. “You’ve seen her before, with the doctor, remember? What’s so exciting about looking at her undress?”

  “I’ve never seen her do this before, Mom,” Jeff said. “She’s always had her lights off or the drapes pulled or something.”

  There was something exciting about watching her friend, undress, prepare for bed, secretly.

  She stood behind her son and looked over his shoulder, but it was obvious Sandra was not simply preparing for bed. For one thing, the way she moved about, slowly removing her clothing as if she were on a stage doing a tease, Peggy had a hunch Sandra wanted to be seen. For another thing, she wiggled her ass and shook her titties more than a woman would while getting ready for bed.

  They watched Sandra remove a pair of nylons from her dresser and slowly pull them up her long, slender thighs. Then she put on a pair of high-heeled shoes. Again she walked about, in bra and panties, nylons and heels, fluffing her hair. When she lifted, her arms, it caused her fabulous tits to protrude deliciously. After a while, Sandra removed her bra, and faced the window. Her tits were beautiful, round, almost pointed, with lovely sugary nip pies, erect with desire. Turning her back to the window, she began to peel her panties down, wiggling her creamy ass in a tantalizing, inviting manner. Tossing the panties to the floor with the bra, Sandra opened her dresser drawer again, and brought out two candles. Peggy knew immediately what Sandra was going to do.

  “Why does she want those candles, Mom?” Jeff asked.

  Peggy was leaning against her son’s back and felt him shaking. She wrapped her arms around his waist and held him lightly. “Just watch what she’s going to do with them, Jeff,” she whispered close to his ear.

  Sandra leaned back on the bed, her legs facing her window. She spread her legs wide, her hair-rimmed cunt revealed to Peggy and Jeff. They watched her lick a candle with her long tongue, then place it into her mouth, sucking on it, fucking it between her lips. She wiggled her naked ass while sucking the candle, then moved it down her body, slowly, until she came to her hairy cunt.

  “She’s gonna fuck that candle, Mom!”

  Peggy nodded, feeling her son’s ear against her cheek. She tightened her arms about his waist, feeling his hard ass cheeks against her body. Jeff was naked except for a pair of shorts, and she began to stroke his chest, playing with his nipples as they watched Sandra.

  Sandra rubbed the candle about her swollen clit, then ran the shaft up and down the wet lips of her cunt, twisting her ass, lifting from the bed, drawing her high heels to the mattress, knees wide. She began to press the candle into her cunt very slowly while agitating her clit with the fingers of her other hand. The candle went deep into her cunt, and for a long moment Sandra held it there and writhed, twisting her hips about.

  “Fucking a candle!” Jeff cried. “That’s crazy, Mom!”

  “Not so crazy when a girl is hot, honey,” Peggy murmured against her son’s ear.

  “Then why don’t she go to the doctor?”

  “Maybe he’s busy at the hospital or something,” Peggy whispered, and she found she was stroking her son’s ear with her wet tongue. She pinched his tiny nipples, both of them. She pressed harder against his tight ass, twisting from side to side.

  Sandra, holding her crotch in the air, knees wide, began to fuck herself with the candle, fucking it in and out, still rubbing her clit with her other hand.

  “I wish we could hear her,” Jeff said.

  “All we’d probably hear would be moans and sighs and…”

  “I’d still like to hear her,” Jeff said, his voice thick.

  “I’ll moan for you, baby,” Peggy said, and began to make ecstatic sounds against his ear as they watched Sandra fucking herself with the candle. She moved her right hand down his chest, her fingers playing with the waist of his shorts.

  Sandra lifted the other candle, still fucking herself with the other one. She began to fuck her mouth with the second candle, her naked body twisting around on the bed as pleasure flooded her. They watched her turn onto her side, drawing her knee up, moving her hand behind her creamy sweet ass, keeping the candle moving in her cunt as she sucked the other one.

  After a bit, Sandra flipped onto her stomach and drew her knees beneath her body, arching her rounded ass into the air, her feet hanging over the bed. Peggy and Jeff stared at Sandra’s naked ass pointed at them. The candle was still shoved up her cunt, and Jeff gasped as they saw the other candle come sliding along the spreading crack of her ass, then probe at the tight pucker of her asshole.

  “What’s she gonna do, Mom?”

  “It looks like Sandra is going to fuck herself in the cunt and asshole at the same time,” Peggy replied. It wa
s kind of strange that they only talked this way, used those words, when watching someone, never when alone. “Yes, Sandra is going to fuck her cunt and asshole at the same time! Look!”

  Sandra was pressing the candle into her asshole, bowing her back and slowly hunching her ass. The candle moved slowly, going deeper into her tight asshole, the other one still inside her cunt. Sandra had her free hand holding the candle up her pussy, while using the other hand to push a candle into her ass.

  Peggy’s hand at the waist of her son’s shorts slipped downward, finding his cock throbbing hard, pressing against the fabric. There was a wet spot where the head of his cock was and she rubbed lightly, then closed her fingers around her son’s prick, squeezing and jacking in short, quick strokes.

  Her robe flapped open and her tits were against his naked back, her nipples tingling hotly with the contact. She rubbed her tits there as she jerked on his cock, holding his prick through his thin shorts.

  Sandra was now fucking the candles in and out of her cunt and asshole together, her naked ass twisting about in erotic movement. She began to alternate the strokes, pushing one candle up her cunt as she withdrew the one inside her asshole, then pushing a candle into her ass while withdrawing the one up her cunt.

  “Is she gonna come that way, Mom?”

  “I’m sure she is,” Peggy murmured, licking at his ear again while she jerked on his cock. “I bet it feels very good, too.”

  “You ever fuck yourself with a candle, Mom?” Jeff asked, pressing his cock into her hand.

  Peggy made a noncommittal sound as she probed his ear with her tongue. Jeff’s cock was throbbing sweetly in her hand, and she loved the way his naked back felt against her swollen tits. She smashed her tits into him, feeling a very sweet sensation flow through her. She stopped jerking his cock and cupped his balls tightly, not wanting to make him come just yet.

  Sandra was fucking the candles faster into her cunt and asshole, her ass swinging about. It was obvious she was about to come.

  When Sandra came, her whole body shook, and it seemed as if she were screaming. After she came, she slowly sprawled out on the bed, the candles still fucked up her cunt and asshole.

  Peggy and Jeff watched until she eventually pulled the candles from her body. They watched as she replaced the candles in her dresser, peeled her nylons and high-heeled shoes off, and turned out her lights.

  Peggy and her son remained at the window.

  She squeezed his balls and pressed her body tightly against, then moved her hand back to his cock. She stroked his prick with light fingers, then shoved her hand into his shorts, grasping his cock tightly with hot fingers. She ran a thumb over the piss hole and found he was dripping an awful lot. Pushing his shorts down his hips, she began to pump her son’s cock vigorously, her tongue fluttering about his neck and ear, her cunt boiling as she pressed tight into his ass.

  “You feel so good, Jeff,” she whispered. “You’re so very hard! You have a beautiful cock, honey.”

  She felt her son’s body shudder, and, afraid he would come off, she removed her hand. She pulled the drapes across the window and moved to his bed, fumbling in the darkness for his bed lamp. It filled the room with a dim light, plenty to see by, but not bright or harsh.

  Jeff turned to face his mother and saw her robe hanging open, her tits and bushy cunt revealed for the first time.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Peggy smiled at her son as he gazed at her body.

  His cock stood out firmly, his balls very tight. Peggy held her robe wide open, her legs a few inches apart, letting her son gaze at her nakedness all he wanted. She knew how lovely she looked, and holding the robe wide created an erotic, invitational gesture to her son.

  After a long time, Jeff moved to his bed, sitting on it, his cock arching up from his lap. He leaned back and pulled his leg up onto the bed, and his cock stood straight up as he rested there, looking at his mother’s naked body with hot, moist eyes.

  Peggy sat on the side of his bed and wrapped her hand around his cock again, pumping slowly, squeezing, and watching fuck juice drip from the piss hole. She fondled his balls, bringing her other hand into play. She squeezed and twisted her son’s balls tenderly while jacking on his cock. Twisting on the bed, Peggy drew her knees up, sitting on one foot. Jeff’s Jeff’s eyes raked over her swelling tits, gazing at the light-brown nipples. Peggy’s nipples were rubbery in hardness. Then he lowered his gaze to her slightly shivering stomach, then to the thick curls of her cunt hair. His mother lifted her foot to the bed, bending hex knee but keeping her legs wide. Jeff gazed at her cunt, seeing the glistening wetness, the curly hair along each cunt lip, the protrusion of her clit.

  “You can touch me,” Peggy whispered with a very thick voice. “You can touch mother if you want to.”

  Jeff nervously stroked the inner smoothness of her thigh, his fingers going up and down as she jerked slowly but firmly on his cock, still twisting his previous sweet balls. He moved his fingers closer to her cunt, but hesitated.

  Peggy smiled, her dark eyes shining, smoldering now.

  “You can touch that, too,” she whispered. “You can touch my cunt, play with it. You can play with my tits if you want, and feel me up.”

  Hesitantly, Jeff moved his fingers through the soft cunt hair.

  “Pretend I’m Sandra if you want, honey,” she said, gripping his cock hard. “Pretend I’m Sandra, and you’re feeling me up and this is my hand on your cock. Pretend I’m Sandra if it will make you feel better about this.”

  “I don’t wanna pretend, Mom,” Jeff said in a strangled voice. “I don’t wanna pretend you’re Sandra.”

  Peggy’s eyes glowed down at him. “It’s me you want? You want me, darling, not Sandra?”

  Jeff nodded his head.

  “Oh, that’s nice!” she cooed. “I was hoping you’d say that, Jeff! I don’t want to be some dream girl to you, some phantom girl. If you touch me, I want you to know it’s me, your mother, you’re touching.”

  He toyed with the soft hairs of her cunt.

  “Feel me!” Peggy hissed. “Feel my cunt, honey! Play with mother’s cunt, please!”

  She trembled with ecstasy as her son’s hand moved to her pussy, rubbing lightly, feeling the puffy lips of her cunt and the liquid heat. She shivered, and moaned when he worked a finger into her cunt. A squeal of pleasure bubbled from her when her son began to fuck his finger in and out of her cunt. But she was sitting down, and it was a little hard for him to do.

  Lifting to her knees, she spread them. She had to turn loose of his cock for a while, but she didn’t mind too much. Standing on her knees, she arched her hips forward and gurgled softly as her son fucked his fingers in and out of her cunt. His eyes were bright and hot. Peggy shoved her hands to her crotch, pulling the lips of her pussy apart, trying to look down between her legs, wanting to see her son’s fingers fucking her. But she couldn’t see anything but his wrist. This was the first time he had touched her anyplace but on the ass, and her emotions were soaring with burning desire.

  Neither spoke. She remained on her knees for some time while he fingerfucked her, and she held her cunt wide apart so her throbbing clit protruded into view. His cock jerked about, dripping and fuck juice running along the shaft. Peggy knew what she was going to do, and there was no way she could stop herself.

  She was going to fuck her son.

  Everything seemed to move in slow motion. The only sound in the room was their breathing, which was loud and jerky. She placed her hand on his arm and removed his fingers from her cunt. She noticed his hand was soaked, as were the insides of her thighs. She had never been wetter in her life.

  Swinging a leg over his, she straddled him for a long moment, as if gathering her nerve. Jeff waited, hardly breathing, watching her, his eyes fixed upon her pussy.

  When she began to inch her way up his body, sliding her knees along his thighs, Jeff lifted his eyes and looked into the hot ones of his mother. They stared into each other’s eyes as Peg
gy now held her cunt above his upstanding cock. She took hold of her son’s prick at the base and slowly rubbed the swollen head back and forth on the slit of her cunt. Still looking into her son’s eyes, she lowered her hips, feeling her son’s cock spreading the lips of her fiery pussy.

  And then there was a sound other than hot breathing.

  “Oooooo!” breathed Peggy, her eyes almost closing as the ecstasy began.

  Very slowly she lowered herself, taking more and more of Jeff’s very hard cock into her cunt. The more she took, the better she felt. Her cunt stretched about the hard, throbbing prick shaft, the friction burning her. She pulled at her cunt as she went down lower. Then the full length of her son’s cock was stuffing the gripping, fiery cunt. She felt his balls touch her ass as she sat there on his prick.

  “Oooooo!” she mewled again.

  Jeff’s shorts were still at his thighs. There wasn’t much she could do about them right now. But there was something she could do about her robe. She slipped her arms from it and tossed it to the floor, never lifting her cunt up on his cock. She sat there, naked now, and began to writhe onto him, sliding her crotch a few inches back and forth, her tits jiggling in a tight way.

  “Ooooo honey!” she moaned softly. “Ohhhh, baby! Ahhhh, you feel so good.”

  His hands rested on her knees, feeling his mother’s wet, searing cunt gripping his cock. His eyes rolled and became unfocused.

  Peggy leaned over, a hand on each side of his shoulders, her tits dangling above his face. She began to lift and lower her ass on him, fucking his cock with her pussy. Jeff slid his hands up her slender, smooth thighs. Then he was cupping the cheeks of her ass.

  “Suck my nipples,” Peggy pleaded in a hot voice. “Suck my titties, honey! Please, Jeff suck my titties!”

  She leaned down farther, rubbing a nipple back and forth on his lips. When he captured it with his hot mouth, Peggy moaned with delight. Jeff’s tongue swirled about her rigid nipple as if he had been sucking tits for years. His lips were wet and hot, making her shiver with pleasure. He drew hard on the nipple, his tongue swirling about eagerly, his hands now digging into her ass cheeks.