Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  “If that’s what she wants, sure,” Bill said. Janice, squealing excitedly, lay back on the table, spreading her legs very wide. “Who wants cunt and who wants mouth?”

  Tony quickly moved to his mother’s head. “I wanna see Bill put his cock in your cunt, Mom.”

  Janice looked at Bill, who had stripped his cutoffs from his body.

  “I’ll suck you off next, okay, Bill?”

  “Whatever you want,” he agreed, rubbing his cock along her smooth thigh as he watched Tony wipe his cock over his mother’s face.

  Janice rested her head over the end of the patio table, pushing it between her son’s thighs. She kissed his hot young balls, and while he rubbed his dripping cock over her tits and nipples, she wrapped her arms around her son’s hips, pulling the checks of his ass open, the tip of her tongue licking at the pucker. Bill, watching this, fitted his hard cock into her cunt.

  “Fuck my mom!” Tony gasped as his mother ran her tongue into his tight asshole. “Fuck her cunt, Bill!”

  Janice probed her son’s asshole with her tongue, then moved his body so that she could lap at his hairless balls, then along the hot hard shaft to his dripping cockhead. She licked away the precome seeping from his pisshole, then closed her lips around his cock. Tony leaned forward and clutched his mother’s tits as he moved a cock in and out between her lips, watching Bill pushing his thick cock into her hairy cunt.

  Bill, with his cock sliding into the wet heat of Janice’s cunt for the second time, watched as her son fucked her mouth, pushing his hard young cock deeply. Janice swallowed her son’s cock hungrily, feeling herself penetrated in cunt and mouth at the same time by two very hard cocks.

  Her hips moved up and down, fucking Bill’s cock, and she held her son’s ass tightly, her head upside down, letting him fuck deep as he wanted.

  “Suck him, Janice!” Bill moaned. “God, you don’t know how beautiful you look; your son’s cock in your hot mouth. Suck him off… suck his cock while I fuck your hot cunt!”

  “Mmmmm,” Janice whimpered, the two hard cocks ramming into her deliciously. She tingled from head to toe, finding ecstasy this way. The throbbing of each cock was distinct, the same but different.

  She felt filled with cock from end to end, and loved it.

  She moaned softly as her son smashed and squeezed her tits, as Bill rammed his thick cock sweetly into her cunt, as her son fucked her face. She loved the way Tony’s, balls swung across her eyes and forehead, loved it because he could see Bill’s long, thick cock sliding in and out of her juicy cunt, loved it because Bill could see her sucking on her son’s cock.

  With her almost-naked body on fire, Janice thrashed on the table, taking them both eagerly, hungrily. Their balls rubbing on her ass and face excited her, one pair very hairy, the other without hair. Each cock felt wonderful as they penetrated, in and out, fucking her cunt and mouth.

  Tony gazed hotly, his eyes wide, as he watched his mother twist and jerk her cunt up and down Bill’s cock. He could see the wet, pink slit of her pussy clutch his cock, watch her clit rub and sink inward each time Bill pushed deeply into her. He could feel his mother’s lips sucking wetly on his prick as he fucked her face, her tongue licking. He smashed her tits, pulled and twisted her stiff nipples, making her let out muffled sounds of ecstasy.

  Bill groaned as he plunged his cock in and out of her cunt, watching Tony’s cock slide into her mouth. He held her hips, but not so tightly that it prevented her from fucking his cock. His balls, big and full again, slapped in a fleshy sound against her hot, creamy ass.

  “Are you going to come in her mouth, Tony?”

  “Yeah,” Tony moaned. “Are you gonna come in her cunt?”

  “You bet!” Bill gurgled.

  Janice, listening to them, whipped her ass up and down, clutching Tony’s ass tightly, squeezing with her fingers, desperately urging him to squirt his jism into her mouth, her cunt gripping Bill’s cock to urge him to fill it with his come juice.

  Tony rammed his cock in and out of his mother’s mouth, staring as Bill pounded his thick cock faster into his mother’s cunt.

  “I’m gonna let go, Mom!” Tony gasped. “Come in her fucking mouth!” Bill groaned. “You come in her fucking amt!” Tony managed to say just before he came.

  Janice tasted the hot spurt of her son’s come juice in her mouth, and her cunt convulsed about Bill’s ramming prick. Then she felt his cock gush, spewing into her cunt rapidly. She gulped wetly at her son’s cock, swallowing his come juice as Bill flooded her cunt over and over, her clit in beautiful, ecstatic spasms of orgasm. She swallowed hungrily as her son filled her mouth with his creamy jism, and her cunt squeezed and gripped Bill’s spewing cock. She had come juice spurting into her mouth and cunt from two beautiful hard cocks, and in that instant, Janice realized she wanted more of them both, at the same time.

  She slumped on the patio table as they both withdrew their cocks from her. Her legs were very wide apart, dripping come juice. Her head hung over the other side, her ups coated with her son’s come juice, eyes closed as the tingling rapture kept burning through her.

  “You can come on out here now, Nancy,” she heard Tony say.

  Lifting her head, she saw the exquisite little girl come out shyly, the tip of her thumb in her mouth, the other holding the hem of her dress, her white panties showing.

  “I didn’t know you were with Tony,” her father said. “I suppose you’ve been watching us.”

  “Oh, yes, Daddy!” Nancy said, her eyes sparkling. “I knew Janice would get you sooner or later.”

  “Oh, you did?” he asked.

  “I saw how hard your cock was when I showed her pictures to you.” Nancy giggled. “Daddy, she isn’t like Mother.”

  “In what way?” Bill asked.

  Janice was holding her upper body up by one elbow, still on the table, still spread out wantonly, wondering, too, what Nancy meant.

  “She won’t fuck just anybody, like Mother,” Nancy said, “and I don’t think she’ll make me do those things with men the way Mother did.”

  Bill looked at Janice.

  “I think what she means is I don’t go around fucking everyone. I’m not into group fucks. I’m satisfied with Tony… that is, until now.”

  “What do you mean by that?” Bill asked.

  “I… I mean Nancy, and now you,” Janice said, a blush on her lovely face. “I could be perfectly satisfied with you, Tony, and Nancy.”

  “We’ve just met,” Bill grinned at her. “And know so much about each other. I don’t like group fucking, either.”

  Janice dangled her hand over the side of the table aid fondled his cock. “Isn’t what we just did a group fuck?”

  “I wouldn’t call it that,” he replied, watching as his daughter stood now between Janice’s legs.

  “Daddy, wanna see me suck Janice’s pussy?” Nancy asked, sounding like a naughty, but pleased, teenage girl.

  Janice watched Bill’s face.

  For a moment, Bill said nothing. “Her cunt is full of come juice, Nancy. I just fucked her twice.”

  “Oh, Daddy, you know I love to suck your come juice. I bet it’s even better licking it out of Janice’s cunt!”

  Nancy didn’t wait for her father to respond, but leaned down, pushing her sweet face against the hairy crotch, her tongue dipping into. Janice’s cunt eagerly, Bill watched, his eyes taking on an excited glaze.

  Janice felt one of Nancy’s little hands near hers, and she slipped her hand to Bill’s balls, letting Nancy jack on her father’s cock while she sucked at her cunt. Tony, too, was watching, playing with his mother’s naked tits, but he turned them loose and moved behind Nancy, lifting her skirt high, and dragging her tight panties down. Without lifting her face, Nancy stepped clit of her panties, and as she sucked and tonguefucked Janice in her come filled cunt, her small hand stroked up and down her father’s cock. She waggled her hot little ass when Tony pushed his cock up between her slender thighs.

  “Ohh
h, Tony’s gonna fuck me, Daddy!” Nancy said, then began to suck at Janice’s cunt with more enthusiasm.

  Bill could not see Tony’s cock slide into his daughter’s hairless cunt, but he could hear the ecstasy coming from her. When he saw Tony fucking his daughter from behind, he grabbed for Janice’s naked tits, and watched Nancy sucking the hairy cunt. His cock was hard again in his daughter’s hand, his balls aching.

  Nancy twisted her little ass, leaning into Janice’s cunt, taking Tony’s cock up her tight little cunt while she sucked greedily at her father’s come juice inside of Janice’s pussy. She pounded her small hot fist fast and hard on his thick cock at the same time.

  “Baby, eat her fucking pussy! Make Janice come again, Nancy! Tony, fuck her little pussy… fuck her hot little cunt!”

  “He is, Bill!” Janice cried out as Nancy’s hot tongue swirled over her clit. “He’s fucking your daughter’s hot cunt! Come up her cunt, Tony! Ohhh, Nancy, suck my cunt… you’re going to make me come, darling! Suck your father’s come juice out of my pussy!”

  With a groan, Tony rammed deep into Nancy’s young cunt from behind, his cock gushing, spraying the satiny walls. Janice shrieked, her cunt convulsing against that sweet, hungry young mouth.

  “I’m going to come!” Bill shouted.

  With Tony’s cock still up her pussy, Nancy let out an excited squeal as she jerked her wet mouth off Janice’s cunt, and quickly closed her small lips around the head of her father’s swollen cock, her small fist jerking frantically. Janice leaned over the table just in time to see Bill come into his daughter’s mouth. Come juice seeped from her stretched lips and ran down the shaft of his cock, drenching her jerking fist. Nancy made wet, gulping sounds as she swallowed her father’s jism, her naked little ass wiggling, the asscheeks clutching, Tony’s cock still caught by the tightness of her little pussy.

  When Bill was no longer coming, Nancy lifted her slightly bruised lips, pulled her hand off his softening cock and licked the jism from it, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

  “Now, Daddy,” she said, stripping herself naked as she reached for his cock and balls, you gotta fuck me.

  “Nancy, I’m too big. We tried, remember?”

  “You’re not too big, Daddy,” Nancy said, working his cock with a hand. “You’re gonna get a big hard-on and I’m gonna sit on it and take it up my cunt and fuck you. Daddy! Come on, Janice, you fuck Tony!”

  Tony stepped back, and his wet prick slurped from Nancy’s pussy.

  Bill’s cock lifted. Janice and Tony stared as the girl held the base of her father’s thick cock, and slowly, very slowly, took the smooth head into her creamy cunt. The pink lips stretched, and Nancy moaned, but she lowered herself until she had her father’s cock stuffed completely into her cunt. She put her hands on his shoulders, and began to bounce slowly.

  “Oooh, Daddy, I told you!” Nancy squealed. “I told you I could take your cock up my cunt! See, look at my pussy fucking your big cock, Daddy! Oooh, I love it, Daddy! Came on, Tony, fuck your mom!”

  Tony, his cock raging again, plunged his prick up his mother’s hairy cunt, and as he pounded into her, she offered her mouth to Bill. “I’d say we don’t have much choice, do we, Bill? What are we going to do with these hot little kids of ours?”

  “Fuck them, I guess,” he said, feeling his daughter’s cunt so tight around his cock that he couldn’t believe it was happening. “What else can we do?”

  “Daddy, you can suck my cunt, and Janice can suck Tony’s cock, and…”

  She began to cry, her naked little body shuddering, her orgasms rumbling through her hotly. “Ohhh, Daddy, come in my cunt!”

  “Now, baby!” Bill shouted, gushing up her sugary pussy, flooding his daughter with hot jism as Tony spewed into his mother’s cunt.

  Janice came with a scream, and Bill’s lips closed it off by smashing onto her mouth, his tongue moving into her throat…

  THE END

  AB-5584 MOM LOVES IT OUTDOORS

  FOREWORD

  A mother’s desire for her son is a subject as old as the world of literature, and its theme, incest, can be traced back to Sodom and Gomorrah, and Lot’s scheme to repopulate a supposedly desolate earth by sleeping with his daughters. The subject has been probed by Sophocles, and Freud defined the problem of incest. Eugene O’Neill, a great playwright, encompassed the theme in one of his most important works.

  An incestuous desire is now considered normal, healthy, and is often expected by psychologists. But should a mother ever be so overwhelmed by those desires that she can no longer keep them in check, the results might be terrible and far reaching.

  MOM LOVES IT OUTDOORS is the story an incestuous relationship between a young mother and her children. It is a startling novel with an important message for society.

  The Publisher

  CHAPTER ONE

  The scent of lemon filled the air. The groves were in full bloom. Susan loved this time of year more than any other. The scent of lemon, the flower or the fruit, always made her feel erotic.

  Enjoying the scents, though, was not the same as enjoying the tingling flesh of another — a man to share her wanton joy. Over a year had passed since her husband had been killed in an accident, and for a while, she had coped, but now the groves were in bloom, and she was having a difficult time. Walking through the grove now, her cunt became very moist, getting wetter with each step.

  She remembered how she and her husband would sneak away from the house in the evening, carrying a blanket, and beneath the lemon trees, undress and clutch each other. He had enjoyed the lemon scent as much as she and his cock would rage with hardness on those unforgettable evenings, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm. But now she no longer had him, had no one to share her desires with.

  She paused near a tree, poking her nose into a blossom and inhaling deeply. Why the scent of lemon did these wonderful things to her body, she didn’t know, and she didn’t care to find out why. She simply wanted to enjoy it. The strong scent in her nose sent a wild, lurching sensation to her pussy, creating a throbbing hardness in her clit, almost as if she were on the brink of orgasm. Moaning softly at the delicious feeling, she stood smelling the blossom, fondling her tits through the open neck of her skirt. She felt her nipples strain with bursting hardness.

  Feeling wonderfully wicked, she opened the shirt to let the sun kiss the creamy softness of her firm, shapely tits. Her nipples perked upward, tilted with tingling hardness. She started rubbing her fingers lightly along the seam of her tight, ragged old shorts. They had been at one time a pair of jeans, now faded and worn. She loved them because the seam pressed so perfectly against the slit of her cunt, crushing her throbbing clit. Her husband had loved to watch her wear them, and at his suggestion, she cut them very high so her lovely ass could be seen. But he wasn’t there to see her beauty now. No one was around to see her beauty to enjoy her bubbling hungers.

  Susan was thirty-two years old, much too young to be a widow, and especially a widow with steaming desires that were very hard to control. She was tall, slender and very lovely. Her hair was dark, almost a bronze color, and her eyes were unusually blue. Her face could grace the cover of any magazine, and her body was what boys and men dreamed of, waking up with a gushing cock in their hands. She knew she was beautiful, but she accepted it. She did not flaunt it, nor was she vain about it. Having two children had not left a mark on her, and she did not have to watch her diet or exercise to maintain her wet-dream body. It was a body to be shared, to enjoy, to take delight in, a body that loved to be touched, caressed, made love to. Susan was very receptive to touch, to sight. Her husband had shown her she had hidden hungers, and had opened her up until she had little, if any, inhibitions with him.

  Yet they had been careful around Ginger and Toby.

  Her and son had never caught them, never seen the wild, delicious things they did with each other.

  She thought of them, walking slowly through the lemon grove. Toby, growing fast, was the oldes
t by a year. It amused Susan as she watched him try to imitate his father, to be the man his father was. He was an energetic boy, always working in the groves. He was not much help yet, but in a few more years he would be working the groves like a grown man. He was starting to gain muscles, his voice recently changing to a deeper tone, still shrill at times, then unexpectedly dropping into hoarseness.

  Ginger was a little beauty with a mouthwatering body already. Her hair was silky, a red, dish blonde, with blue eyes like her mother’s. She was still gangly, but filling out prematurely. Susan had noticed the tight little mounds of burgeoning tits on her daughter, the swell of her pink nipples against her tshirts and dresses, and still put off getting Ginger into a bra. Her legs were very long goldenly tanned, with satiny flesh. Her pretty little ass jutted out in two adorable bubbles, so sweet that it made the palms itch to feel, to hold, to caress. She had the face of an angel, a very sweet, innocent face, but Susan had seen a wildness into those blue eyes that resembled her own.

  Both Ginger and Toby enjoyed the isolation of the lemon groves. They were not really isolated; it was only fifteen minutes into town. But here they had the open spaces, without neighbors to see them. They played among the groves and in the watering sprinklers all the time. Susan never worried about them. She had no reason to worry about them. Nothing could harm then in the groves.

  Susan didn’t remember unzipping her shorts and pushing her hand into them. But she had, and was strolling with her hand cupping her cunt, feeling the soft hair against her palm, the puffy heat of her slit, the wetness on her fingers. Her tits moved in a tight manner as she walked, her nipples high and swollen. She pressed at her clit, and the soft moan it brought from her almost caused her to miss the other sound.

  She stopped, turning her head, listening.

  “I can do that, too,” she heard her daughter’s happy voice.

  “Not standing up,” came her son’s reply.