Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Joan whimpered and gurgled as he fucked up and down, his cock blistering her tight, wet lips. She clung to his bouncing ass tight fingers. His cock swelled and throbbed, stretching her lips deliciously, sliding across her tongue and the roof of her mouth. She bent her knees, writhing her ass on the mattress, her cunt boiling. She opened her legs, then squeezed them tight, creating pressure on her inflamed clit.

  “I’m gonna come, Mom!” Billy yelled, fucking her mouth faster and faster. “I’m gonna come in your cocksucking mouth!”

  Joan whimpered with hunger, keeping her lips tight. She squeezed her eyes closed, and gurgled wetly as the first gush of creamy, sweet come juice spurted from his cock. She closed her throat, letting her mouth fill with the most precious juices in the world. Squirt after squirt flooded her mouth until it was full. Still, she clung to his cock until she felt him lift free.

  Then Joan swallowed her son’s come juice.

  But his cock was still hard above her face.

  With a lewd gurgle, she shoved her son from her face, making him sprawl on his back. His cock jutted up beautifully as she scrambled about until she squatted over his cock. She pressed the cock head to her boiling cunt.

  “Now you’re going to get fucked, you little hard-cocked shit head,” she said.

  Billy thrust his cock up as his mother plunged her fiery cunt down. The moist slap seemed loud in the room, making them both giggle.

  “Be still,” she hissed. “You just let mother do all the work this time. I’m going to fuck your little cock off, baby. Mother’s cunt is going to melt the skin on your sweet cock!”

  She began to bounce up and down swiftly, gurgling in pleasure, fucking her cunt on his prick. Her tits danced lewdly as she clutched her knees, fucking up and down.

  “Fuck me, Mom!” he shouted, shoving his hands to her bouncing ass. “Ride my cock with your wet, hot, hairy cunt!”

  “That’s what I’m doing!” she gasped, clutching her dancing tits with both hands, squeezing them, her hips jerking up and down, back and forth, fucking her pussy on his throbbing cock. “Mother is going to fuck the piss out of your hard cock!”

  Billy gazed at his mother’s cunt fucking up and down his prick. Each time she lifted, the fuck juices left on the cock shaft gleamed wetly. It thrilled him to see the hairy cunt lips bang onto the hairless base of his cock. He cupped the cheeks of her ass, but didn’t hinder her movements. Joan slammed down onto his cock, grinding her cunt in tight, wet circles, mewling with the ecstasy.

  Then, without telling her son what she was up to, she jerked her cunt from his prick, shoved a hand behind her ass and positioned his cock. Without hesitation, she lowered her ass, fucking his prick into the depths of her asshole.

  “Ooooo, beautiful!” she hissed, feeling his cock deep inside her asshole. She pressed down hard on his cock, her cunt smearing his lower stomach. She made her asshole clench and relax about his cock, at the base. “I love the way your cock fills my hot fucking asshole, Billy! Mother is going to fuck your cock with her hot asshole!”

  She began to lift and lower her hips, fucking him, making her asshole tight as possible. Billy grinned up at her, his eyes shining with wicked ecstasy. He drew a hand from her ass and shoved it to her hairy cunt, stiffening his middle finger. Joan found when she fucked down onto his cock with her asshole, his finger penetrated her boiling pussy.

  “Ohhhh, yes, yes!” she yelped, grinding her asshole onto his cock, her cunt onto his finger. “That’s so fucking good! Ooooo, baby, I’m fucking your finger… fucking your cock! Ahhhh, my asshole is on fire, my cunt is melting! I love it, Billy!”

  She bounded up and down, fucking herself in the ass with his cock, his finger in her cunt. She smashed hard, grinding, whimpering, her shoulders back. She lifted her head to the ceiling, thrusting her shapely tits out as she clutched them.

  “I’m coming!” she screamed, grinding frantically on his cock and finger. “Ohhhh, baby! Mother is coming so fucking hard!”

  Billy could feel is mother’s asshole and cunt squeezing his cock and finger. His balls became tight. He gripped the cheek of her ass, feeling her cunt soaking his other hand.

  “I gotta come, Mom!” Billy shouted.

  “Come!” she screamed back at him. “Ohhhh, come in me, baby! Come come… come, please!”

  Billy fucked his cock into his mother’s asshole. Joan felt his prick throb, then she screamed as a gush of boiling come juice spattered the walls of her asshole.

  She twisted her ass hard on his cock, then shouted: “I want it in my cunt! Come in my hot cunt!”

  She jerked her asshole off his jizz-spewing prick, caught a spurt on the tiny bit of flesh between her asshole and cunt, and rammed her hairy pussy onto his prick just as he came again. This time she fucked her cunt down hard, grinding, taking the rest of her son’s thick come juice up her cunt. She screamed as her orgasms tightened and burned fiercely through her body.

  She fell across her son’s body, gasping and panting, the fiery pleasure still rippling through her. Billy caught one of his mother’s tits with his mouth, sucking at it while he ran his hands about her quivering ass. Joan sobbed softly, so happy, so thoroughly satisfied, she could hardly stand it.

  After a time, she lifted from him. His cock and balls glistened with the juices of her cunt and his jism. She flashed a wicked smile at him, and lowered her face, licking the fuck juices from his cock and balls. Taking his cock between her lips, she sucked it tenderly, her tongue licking lightly. She cleaned his crotch of fuck juices, then climbed out of bed.

  She performed a wicked little dance, stroking her body, grinning down at him. “You’ve got it made, Billy. Did you know that?”

  “What are you talking about, Mom?”

  “You’re getting more ass than any boy your age should, and I do mean ass.” She turned and waggled her shapely ass at him. “You fuck this ass, fuck this cunt, and this mouth. Besides that, you’re getting ass from Doctor Nancy, too.” She looked dawn at him. “Am I a better cocksucker than she is? I don’t mind if she fucks better with her asshole, but I’d rather be the best cocksucker.”

  “You are, Mom,” Billy said. “You’re not lying to me, are you?”

  “Not about that, Mom,” Billy laughed. “I might tell a little fib sometimes, but I wouldn’t lie about that.”

  “You’re a little shit head,” she grinned. “You’re telling me I’m the best cocksucker because you think I won’t do it anymore, right?”

  “Wrong,” be insisted. “You are better.” Laughing with delight, Joan arched her ass at her son, wiggled it a few times. “Come on, let’s take a bath and see about something to eat.”

  “You can eat this,” he teased, cupping his cock and balls.

  “I love to eat it, too,” she said. “But it doesn’t fill me up. Now get your ass out of bed and bathe with me.”

  She ran the tub with hot water, pouring in scented salts.

  “Mom,” he protested, “I’ll smell like a girl.”

  “Mmmmm, but think how sweet your ass will be,” she teased as she stepped into the water. “I might want to suck it again, and a sweet smelling ass is delicious.”

  Billy climbed into the tub with his mother. “How many assholes you been eating, Mom?”

  “Well, truthfully, only yours,” she laughed.

  She remembered sucking the pretty girl’s cunt in Doctor Nancy’s office, when her tongue had accidentally touched her tight asshole. It had been sweetly scented, but the more she thought about it, she found she preferred her son’s asshole, with the slight odor of shit. The smell aroused her, made her cunt bubble with wet heat.

  Billy cupped his mother’s tits, playing with them. She searched beneath the water for his cock and balls. They spent more time feeling than washing, yet managed to soap each other. When Joan stood up in the tub to wash her cunt, Billy sat and watched.

  Joan pulled the hairy lips of her pussy apart and whispered: “Want to taste this cunt, honey?”

  E
agerly Billy slipped his tongue out as he moved his face to his mother’s cunt. He fucked the tip on her clit, bringing mewls of delight from her. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled her mouth to her pussy. Billy sucked at her clit.

  “Ooooo, tongue that cunt, baby!” she whimpered, grinding her pussy into his face. She moved forward until she was straddling her son’s face, her thighs hot about his face. She gazed into his eyes as he lapped his tongue about her crotch, dipping it into her sweet cunt now and then, sucking at her inflamed clit. “Suck me, baby! Suck mother’s cunt… ooooh, you eat me so good, Billy! Tonguefuck it… run your tongue up mother’s cunt and fuck it!”

  Holding her son’s head, she began to writhe and twist her crotch into his face. Sometimes his tongue was licking her hairy cunt, and sometimes it was lapping the tight pucker of her asshole. She whimpered softly as she slid her wet pussy and ass into his face.

  “Does this make your cock hard, baby?” she hissed down at him. “Does your cock get hard when you lick mother’s cunt?”

  Billy nodded his head, his mouth sucking at the hairlined lips of his mother’s pussy.

  “You like mother’s cunt, Billy?” she whispered huskily. “Do you love to suck mother’s juicy cunt… tonguefuck it?”

  He nodded again, plunging his tongue into the wet heat and wiggling it.

  “Mmmmmmm, your tongue feels so good in my pussy! You keep wiggling it like that and I’m going to come in your cuntsucking face!”

  Billy began to suck hard on the hairy lips of his mother’s cunt, his tongue deep inside. The juices seeping from her pussy smeared his face, making it slippery. His cock, under the water, strained up hard. He gripped his mother’s grinding ass cheeks, pulling her wet, hot cunt tight into his mouth.

  Joan threw her head back, whimpering as she pumped her cunt into his face, rubbing the sensitive cunt lips from his nose to his chin. Billy shoved his tongue out and let his mother rub her pussy against it.

  “Ooooo, there!” she groaned.

  The muscles of her flat stomach rippled as she came. The orgasm burned through her cunt, against her son’s tongue. Billy gripped her tight ass hard, holding her convulsing cunt into his mouth until the spasms ended.

  Gasping with delight, Joan pulled her pussy from his face, looking at his smeared chin and cheeks. She leaned down and licked at his wet face.

  Beneath the water, Billy’s cock suddenly and unexpectedly spurted. Joan, understanding, shoved a hand to his prick and began to jack it swiftly, making water splash over the rim of the tub, laughing because he was coming.

  “Oooo, I like that, darling,” she said. “I love it because you got so excited eating my cunt you came.”

  “Well, it might excite you, Mom,” he grumbled, “but I’d just as soon have my cock in you someplace when I come off.”

  “Like my cunt?” she teased. “Like your hot cunt.”

  “My asshole?”

  He nodded.

  “Or in my hungry mouth?” Billy, laughing happily, kissed his mother, thrusting his tongue into her eager mouth.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Standing up in the tub, Billy allowed his mother to soap his body.

  Joan sat in the water, smearing soap about his body from the waist down. She found it exciting to feel his cock and balls soapy and slippery. Her eyes glowed with pleasure, and she was washing her son’s body as if he were a helpless baby. She took erotic pleasure in the simple chore.

  She had him covered with soap, sitting back and looking at him. Her tits jutted up from, the water as she rested her head on the rim of the tub. Billy had to straddle his mother’s legs since she was stretched out.

  When Billy stared to step from the tub, she asked, her voice husky: “Where are you going?”

  “I gotta piss, Mom,” he replied.

  “Here,” she said, cupping her tits and squeezing them together. “Piss right here.”

  Billy looked at her. “On your tits, Mom?”

  “Why not?”

  “I’m willing if you are,” Billy replied.

  “Just a minute,” she said, splashing water over him, washing away the soap. “I want to see it all, watch you piss on my tits.”

  Again she lay back, cupping her tits and smashing them together, her nipples barely touching each other. Her eyes gleamed with a wild light, staring at the tip of his cock. A shiver shot through her body, a shiver of anticipation.

  “Do it now, baby,” she whispered, offering her tits to him. “Piss on my tits now.”

  Billy, without taking hold of his cock, arched his hips forward. Golden piss began to come from the piss hole, slowly at first. It dribbled to his mother’s stomach, then came stronger and up her body to her tits. Joan pressed her tits together as the piss began splashing onto them.

  “Oooo, so hot,” she mewled. “It feels so hot and… oh, Billy, I like it!”

  The golden stream of piss splashed about her tits. She turned them loose, then squeezed one tit with both hands, making her stiff nipple thrust up and out. Billy now took hold of his cock and aimed it, pissing onto his mother’s nipple. Joan, making soft whimpering sounds of perverse pleasure, squeezed her other tit.

  “Now this one,” she said. “Piss on this titty, too! Oooo, it’s so hot and nice! Piss on me, baby! Piss on mother’s titties! Piss all over my fucking tits! I love it, I just love it!”

  She writhed her hips beneath the water, her cunt turning juicy, her clit knotted again.

  “You might make me come, honey,” she murmured. “I just might come this way.” Her eyes focused on his cock, watching the golden piss spew from it. “Piss on me, baby! Ohhhh, piss on mother’s titties! So good… so wet… so hot!”

  Billy was grinning with pleasure as he sprayed his mother’s tits with piss. He swung his cock from one tit to the other. Joan’s ass twisted under the water as she felt orgasm coming on. She rolled, her eyes about, her lovely face dreamy with ecstasy. She lifted a hand into the stream of piss, moving it upward until she cupped the head of his cock. Piss spurted from the sides of her hand, dripping down to her body. Shoving his hand off his cock, she grasped it in her own fingers, moving them back and forth on his prick as he pissed. This caused Billy’s cock to squirt, then stop, and squirt again. She giggled like a naughty child, then suddenly lifted his cock.

  “Mother!” Billy gasped.

  Joan giggled as she felt hot piss splash into her face, then she moved his cock back toward her tits. Piss drenched her cheeks, and she moved her tongue out to lick at her lips. The taste of her son’s piss surprised her. She liked it.

  “Mmmmm, you taste good,” she said. “Your piss tastes good, Billy.”

  “Mother, you shouldn’t do…”

  But she stopped him by pulling his pissing cock back toward her face. Billy watched piss splash against his mother’s tightly clamped lips, then they patted slowly. Joan clenched her teeth as she made her son piss against them. Piss sprayed between her teeth and into her mouth. With a squeal, she opened her mouth as wide as she could, aiming his cock so he pissed right into it. Her tongue snaked out, tasting hot piss. Her mouth filled with piss and overflowed. Her eyes were closed, but her expression was lewd and dreamy.

  Billy dripped to a halt, and Joan sat up, still holding the base of his cock. She closed her lips about the cock head just as her son sent a final squirt of piss. She moaned as her tongue flapped at his piss hole, swallowing that final squirt of piss.

  “Mmmmm, I bet Doctor Nancy wouldn’t do that for you,” she said softly. “That’s something she won’t do, but I will.”

  “You’re jealous, Mom,” Billy laughed.

  “No, not really,” she said, nuzzling at his crotch. “I just want something between us she won’t do, that’s all.”

  She kissed his cock, then got out of the tub, dripping water on the floor.

  “Now I have to piss,” she said in a low voice. Instead of sitting on the toilet, she climbed on the rim, squatting precariously. Holding her knees apart, she moved a ha
nd to her pussy, parting the lips of her cunt. Billy stood in the tub, watching, his eyes glazed as he saw his mother’s pussy, the pink wetness of it.

  Golden piss streamed from Joan’s cunt.

  It went over the rim of the toilet to splash on the floor. Again her face turned dreamy with perverse delight. She had no idea how exciting it would be to let her son watch her piss, but it was. It was almost as exciting as feeling him piss on her tits.

  Opening her eyes, she saw her son watching hotly. She grinned at him. “You like it, honey? You like seeing me piss?”

  Billy nodded, excited to see the golden piss streaming from her cunt. Joan pulled upward on her pussy sending the stream arcing outward. Billy got out of the tub now, his eyes glassy as he watched his mother piss.

  Joan gave a choking sob of delight when her son moved in front of her. He stepped closer, feeling his mother’s piss on his feet. He bent his knees a little, and stepped into the stream. His mother’s piss splashed and burned up his legs to his cock and balls.

  Immediately his cock stiffened again as the hot piss sprayed it.

  “Oooooo, you like it, Billy?” Joan purred. “You like the hot feel of mother’s piss on your cock?”

  “I’m getting hard, Mom,” he groaned.

  “You sure are!” she said happily.

  Joan began to cut the stream on and off, giggling. Billy shoved his hand to her cunt, letting his mother piss into his palm. Joan held his wrist, the brought it up and rubbed it about her face, cooing. She licked at his hand, then pushed it to her pussy again. She rubbed his palm against her cunt, smearing it with piss and cunt juices, and once more brought it to her lips to lick.

  No longer pissing, she slipped her feet off the toilet, sitting on it, pulling her son’s hard, piss wet cock to her mouth. She sucked his prick deep, moaning as the taste of her piss burned across her tongue. She writhed her lips about the base of his cock, and suddenly her eyes popped open in surprise.

  Billy was coming, filling her mouth, almost choking her with the great gushes of thick cock cream. She gave a wail of pleasure and sucked at his jizz-squirting cock hungrily, draining his young balls.