Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Her asshole burned with the friction of his cock, burned body. Debra sobbed out her ecstasy as she tried to hold her ass up in the air, tried to hold still so her son could ram hard and deep, but she couldn’t. She waggled and danced her naked ass about lewdly. The slapping of his balls against her juicy cunt only enhanced her rapture.

  “Oh, Mom, your asshole is so fucking tight! So fucking hot! Ooooh, it holds my cock so good!”

  “Thick that ass, Jerry!” she cried out. “Fuck Mother up that ass… ram that hot asshole and cum in it and fill me up!”

  “Ohhh, I just might do that… any second now!” Jerry whined, feeling his balls twitch into hardness. “You’re so fucking hot and tight, I can’t wait long!”

  “Oh, cum, Jerry! Cum in Mother’s hot asshole!”

  Jerry thrust deeply, grunting.

  Debra cried out as she felt his cock gush, his balls unloading his hot, deliciously thick cum juice. She felt each squirt along the smooth walls of her ass, and her shit-ring tightened as if trying to suck his cock off. Her asshole drained his young balls, but Debra was moaning with the desire to cum. She had not cum when her son did, and her cunt was making wild, twitching demands.

  She felt his cock soften inside her ass, and she began to moan with frustration.

  “I didn’t cum, baby! Ohhh, I have to cum.”

  “I… I had to cum then, Mom.”

  “I know,” she said, some of the heat leaving her voice. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll cum, don’t worry.”

  She felt his soft prick inside her asshole. His cock had shriveled up until only his cockhead was ripped by her shit-ring, and Debra clamped her ass tight.

  “Piss in it!” she whimpered. “Piss in Mother’s ass! Give me a hot, piss enema right from your cock!”

  Jerry was trembling with weakness, almost sitting on his heels as his mother kept the head of his cock inside her asshole. He strained to piss into her ass, and found it slightly difficult to do.

  “You can do it!” she urged. “Try hard! I want you to piss up my fucking asshole! That will make me cum, I know it will! Piss in Mother’s ass, Jerry!”

  Jerry managed to squirt, and hot piss gushed along the smooth walls of her ass. Debra moaned.

  “Keep it going, Jerry!” she cried softly. “Fill Mother’s as with hot piss! Piss hard and strong!”

  The stream shot up her ass. Debra wailed as she felt his cock piss into her asshole. His piss felt just like an enema, only better since it was from his cock. She closed her eyes as he pissed into her asshole, and her cunt clamped, then she squealed as she came. Her orgasm wasn’t really strong, but the sensation of having her son piss into her asshole was just as good as a powerful, body-shaking orgasm.

  “Ooooh, nice,” she purred when he finished. She felt him pull his cock from her asshole, and she had to squeeze her shit-ring tightly as his prick dropped out.

  She got to her feet weakly, one hand holding her ass, grinning down at her deeply breathing son.

  “I have to sit on the toilet now,” she said in a low voice. “If I don’t, I’m going to drip piss out of my asshole all over the floor!”

  She walked to the bathroom, holding her shorts up with one hand, her other hand cupping between the checks of her lovely, naked ass.

  CHAPTER TEN

  Debra knew she was falling into a depraved state with her son, but she didn’t care. It was the way she had always wanted to be. It felt good to act depraved and wanton with Jerry. The lewder she could be with him, the more delicious it felt.

  Inside the house, she was totally without inhibitions, more than happy to assume any position her son wanted, and even some ideas she came up with herself. Jerry seemed to particularly enjoy seeing her on her back, with her ass lifted and her knees drawn to her tits. He could spend a long time gazing into her crotch, looking at her cunt and asshole.

  Once, while in that position, he had stood above her uplifted crotch and jacked off, cumming over her cunt and asshole, making Debra cum, too, and he had not touched her once.

  They were developing a habit of Debra in that position with her son pissing into her crotch, watching his piss stream along her stomach and over her naked tits. They tried it with Jerry in that position, and Debra would turn her back to his face, spread her legs over his uplifted ass and piss all over his cock and balls, even on his asshole.

  The crazier they became, the more they enjoyed sex. Pissing became part of their excitement, even if it wasn’t used to bring them to orgasm. Debra was always with her son when he had to piss, and she often took his piss into her mouth. Even Jerry would ask her to squat over his face and piss into his mouth more than he had in the beginning. He seemed to enjoy licking her asshole while she sat in his face and pissed over his forehead and into his hair.

  The more sex ideas they came up with, the better they liked it.

  Late one evening, they were in the back yard, where Debra had cooked steaks on the barbeque grill. They were contents full of good food as they watched the sun go down. They sat on the soft lawn, close, talking quietly. Jerry wore cutoffs, and Debra had slipped her hand between his legs and pulled his cock from the fringed legs so she could look at his cockhead.

  She sat with her legs crossed, her dress pushed between her thighs, covering her crotch, but leaving most of her slender legs exposed. The fence between the houses wasn’t all that high, but Debra didn’t think any of the neighbors were interested in peeking at them.

  Jerry playfully tried to pull her skirt from between her thighs, and Debra just as playfully tried to prevent him from doing it. She tickled the head of his cock, slapping at his hands every time he grabbed for her skirt. She twisted from him, rolling across the lawn, her dress hiking up her thighs. Jerry grabbed her and jerked her dress over her pantied ass before she could stop him.

  Debra felt her son’s cock probe at her panties, pressing as if trying to bore a hole into them to get up her asshole. She wiggled playfully, squirming to get away from him. Jerry lay flat across her back, his hands under her body and clutching her tits through her dress, pushing his cock into the split of her ass.

  “You can’t fuck me through my panties!” she giggled.

  “I can try,” he said.

  “Come on, you’re going to tear them,” Debra replied, twisting her ass beneath. “At least pull my panties aside.”

  “You do it for me,” he said, rolling from her. Debra turned onto her back, her skirt hiked above her waist. She didn’t mind being outside that way. It felt good, very good. She pulled her dress up until she had it bunched about her waist, then exposed her tits.

  “You never did this outside before, Mom,” Jerry said, his excitement gleaming in his eyes.

  “I feel adventurous,” Debra answered, drawing her knees up to her naked tits. “Want to eat a little pussy, baby?”

  “Through your panties?”

  “I don’t care,” she said, waggling her uplifted crotch.

  Jerry moved to his mother’s ass, on his knees, his cock pushing from the leg of his cutoffs, hard and throbbing. He settled on his heels, and placed his hands on his mother’s pantied ass. He gazed into her crotch a long moment, seeing her cunt clearly despite the twilight. He lowered his face and licked along the wet crotch of her panties, pushing his tongue against them to her asshole, then dragging the flat surface of his tongue along the bulging lips of her cunt.

  “I can taste pussyjuice through your panties, Mom,” he said softly, wiggling his tongue about her tight panty crotch.

  “Suck on them!” she hissed.

  Jerry pulled her panties into his mouth, sucking at them. Curls of soft cunthair came from the edges of her panties and he stretched them away from her pussy. She stared into his hot eyes, sliding her hands down her thighs to his head. She pulled her son’s face down into her cunt, then hooked a finger into her panties, pulling them from her pussy.

  “Lick it, baby!” she hissed. “Lick Mother’s curd and get a good taste of that juice!”

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bsp; Jerry buried his open mouth onto his mother’s hairy cunt, sucking and pushing his tongue deep into her satiny cunt-walls. Debra wiggled her upright ass, grinding her cunt at his face, her knees hard on her naked tits.

  “Oooooh, fuck me with your tongue!” Debra moaned, her voice loud. “Tonguefuck Mother in the cunt, baby! Ahhh, I love a hot tongue job!”

  She wrapped her arms around the backs of her knees, holding them back tightly, her ass up in the air as her son buried his face into her juicy cunt. She wiggled wantonly, moaning and whimpering as his tongue went deep, then twirled about her elongated, intensely inflamed, clit. “Oh, baby, I could piss in your mouth!”

  Debra sobbed out with ecstasy. “Mother could piss in your fucking mouth and cum in it at the same time!”

  Jerry held her ass high, his face buried in her cunt, his tongue flicking in and out, licking at her wet pussylips. His tongue darted in, moving up to her cunt, which he sucked greedily.

  “Hold your cock!” Debra hissed loudly. “Hold your cock and suck my cunt! Play with your prick, Jerry! Oooh, play with your hard cock and suck Mother’s cunt! I’m gonna cum and piss and cum and piss and cum and piss… on your cuntlicking face!”

  The sound was soft, but enough to startle Debra and Jerry.

  “Let me help you,” came the throaty voice. “Oh, shit!” Jerry yelped, jerking his mouth out of his mother’s cunt and trying to shove his hard cock into his shorts.

  Debra couldn’t do anything but squeal as she tried to shove her dress down and cover her tits at the same time.

  The woman who lived next door was coming toward them. It was the woman who had waved a greeting to Debra the day she had sucked her son off in the driveway. Debra knew nothing about the woman except she was a widow who lived alone, with frequent visits from her teenaged niece.

  Debra felt she was going to die of humiliation. That was what she had been afraid of getting caught.

  “Let me help you,” the woman said again as she came closer.

  Debra stared wide-eyed at the approaching woman. The woman was totally naked, unabashed. Her rounded tits jiggled slightly as she walked, her cunthair a thick triangle between slim thighs. She held her panties, twirling them around suggestively. Debra couldn’t speak as the woman stood above her, feet slightly parted. Jerry was gazing at the naked woman with big eyes, and Debra saw the desire on his young face. The widow was pretty, quite pretty, Debra decided.

  When the woman knelt at her side, puffing Debra’s dress up her hips, Debra couldn’t move. She felt frozen, shocked at being caught with her son. Yet she couldn’t stop the woman. Jerry wasn’t any help, either. He was grinning wildly, and had pulled his hard cock from his shafts again, bravely.

  The woman began to pull Debra’s panties down, and Debra found herself cooperating by lifting her hips. Her eyes stared into the woman’s face, trying to understand what was happening, why she couldn’t stop it. The woman dropped Debra’s panties to the lawn. The woman spread Debra’s legs wide open.

  “Beautiful!” the woman whispered as she looked at Debra’s cunt. “Such a lovely pussy. I knew you would have a lovely cunt!”

  The woman stretched a hand out, taking hold of Jerry’s cock, feeling it, squeezing it.

  “And such a nice young, hard cock too!”

  “I… how long have you known?” Debra managed to ask, unable to close her thighs.

  “You should learn to make sure your drapes are always closed,” the woman said. “I’ve been watching from the first.”

  The woman jacked on Jerry’s cock, and moved her other hand to Debra’s cunt, feeling her pussy and dipping a finger into the fiery wetness. Debra’s hips moved by themselves, lifting upward.

  “You knew about us from…” Debra murmured, feeling the woman’s finger slide in and out of her cunt.

  “Oh, yes,” the woman replied throatily. “My niece and I have enjoyed the show you and your son put on.”

  “Your niece…”

  “Of course,” the lovely widow answered. “My niece and I have been doing it for years! My husband, too, rest his soul, particularly enjoyed her hot, little cunt. I’m sure Jerry is going to love it so much!”

  “We aren’t going to…” Debra stopped. The woman was urging her to pull her knees to her tits again, and Debra was cooperating. She pulled them all the way back, arching her hairy cunt into the air as she had with Jerry.

  “My niece and I have been waiting for this,” the widow said softly. “You see, as much as we love to suck each other off, we need a lovely, hard cock like this young man has. Now, after watching his performance with you, I’m sure he can handle all three of us!”

  Jerry was grinning from ear to ear, and while she held her legs back, Debra noticed her son was feeling between the widow’s thighs, playing with her cunt. The widow was stroking his cock with her hand, caressing Debra’s uplifted cunt with the other.

  “Now, let me help you both,” the woman said.

  Debra made no protest when the widow pushed her mouth to her cunt, licking it. Debra grabbed for the woman’s head and pushed her pussy at the woman’s mouth, wiggling and gurgling.

  “We can’t forget about this cock,” the woman purred, lifting her mouth out of Debra’s cunt and leaning down to suck at Jerry’s cock.

  Debra watched, finding it arousing to see the woman suck her son’s cock. She shifted her body a bit, and ran her hand up the woman’s thigh to feel her hairy cunt.

  “My niece will be here for a visit again tomorrow,” the woman said as she sucked off Jerry’s cock. “She’s going to love this hard-on, and your deliciously wet cunt. And… we just love to have someone piss all over us!”

  “Oh, God!” Debra moaned, twisting about and shoving her head between the woman’s parted thighs, licking swiftly at her neighbor’s dripping cunt.

  “Oooh, lovely!” the widow cooed. “Suck my pussy… it’s been a long time since I’ve sucked a lovely, hard cock off, and that’s what I’m going to do first, then fuck you good, Jerry?”

  Debra drove her tongue into the widow’s juicy cunt, knowing the woman was swallowing her son’s cock. Debra could hardly wait until the next day, could hardly wait for that teenaged girl… for her son… for herself.

  THE END

  AB-5522 JERRY’S HOT MOTHERS

  FOREWORD

  Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on a personal basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual matters.

  The fact is, Americans are only now beginning to learn to discuss sex and sexuality with and or and usually that is within the limits of marital sex.

  While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important to most people, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people’s behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sex practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.

  JERRY’S HOT MOTHERS — a frank story of one young woman’s approach to sexual honesty. A story with a lesson for us all.

  The Publisher

  CHAPTER ONE

  Every time Susan came to pick up Jerry for his weekend visit, Marcy still couldn’t believe how young she looked.

  “Are you certain you’re twenty-one, Susan?” Marcy asked as she looked at the slender blonde woman.

  Susan nodded, smiling. “I know, I look sixteen,” Susan said. “Everyone tells me that. But really, I’m twenty-one.”

  If Marcy didn’t know better, she would think Susan was lying. Not only was her face that fresh-scrubbed, unblemished golden color of a sixteen-year-old girl, but her body seemed that way, too.

  Every time she was near Susan, Marcy felt old. Old at thirty, she thought with a frown. S
usan was her ex-husband’s new wife, and Marcy felt somewhat jealous. Not that he had remarried, but because of Susan’s youthful looks. And Susan was usually dressed the part of a sixteen-year-old. Today she wore very tight shorts, stark white, with a pale pink blouse. It was obvious Susan was naked under her blouse those two rigid nipples bored against the thin material as if they were fully exposed.

  Susan had a beautiful body, and was not the least bit ashamed of it. Her hair, the color of rich honey, shined in waving glory below her shoulders, and she had huge, sparkling blue eyes, a wide, full mouth, and a delicious habit of crinkling her nose when she laughed, which was often. Her skin looked silky smooth with the golden tan. Her waist was quite small, and her hips rounded out in a way that Marcy knew made men drool. The tight shorts Susan had on seemed to be made for her rounded, swelling, exquisitely tight ass. And those legs, so long and perfectly shaped.

  Marcy lowered her dyes and saw the slight bulge of Susan’s cunt against the tight crotch. She looked for a panty line, but there was none, making her believe Susan was naked under her shorts, too.

  Although Marcy was just as beautiful, just as slender, just as rounded and unblemished as Susan, she was hardly aware of it. In fact, Marcy was seldom aware of her body or her face. She had never been concerned with them they were presentable, and that was all she cared about. Her hair was a rich, dark brown, but like Susan, her eyes were blue. She, too, had a wide, full mouth and a straight nose. Her own tits were slightly fuller, bigger, but not by much. Whereas Susan’s tits seemed pointed, Marcy’s were rounded, but they were just as firm. Her own hips and legs would not take a back seat to Susan, either. Nor would her ass. But Marcy was unaware of this.

  “I can well see why Brad married you,” Marcy said without envy. “He always did seem to like his women younger than me.”

  “It’s not all roses, Marcy,” Susan said. “In fact, he seems bored with me all the time, now.”