Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Squealing with intense ecstasy, Sarah began to bang her ass up and down on her mother’s face, and Linda probed her tongue in and out of Sarah’s asshole. Their squeals became louder, the grinding more frantic. Sarah’s fingers made juicy sounds as she plunged them deep into her mother’s hairy cunt.

  “I’m gonna do it again, Mother!”

  Linda felt the contractions of her daughter’s orgasm as Sarah’s asshole began to suck at her buried tongue. She kept fucking in and out wildly as her daughter came. But then she felt a lot of wetness. Hot wetness was running along her chin, down her neck to her tits. Sarah was still squealing with orgasm, so Linda kept her face and mouth tight to her daughter’s hot ass.

  “Ohhhhh, Mother!” Sarah moaned, lifting from her mother’s face. “That was so good! I didn’t think it would ever stop?”

  She stood on shaking legs, turning toward her mother. She started to smile, then let out a soft gasp and clutched her cunt with both hands.

  “Oh, I didn’t mean… I didn’t know I was — ohhhh!”

  Sarah whirled, running from the room and to the hall bathroom.

  Linda sat on the floor, resting against the bed, looking down at her wet tits. Her daughter, out of her intense excitement and need to pee, had pissed over her chin and tits as she came.

  For a moment, Linda didn’t know what to make of it, then she began to laugh softly to herself. She ran her hands over her tits, smearing the piss over her flesh, her nipples. She could not be angry at Sarah. She probably could not help herself. She didn’t want Sarah to be embarrassed, ashamed. Linda stood up and walked over to her daughter.

  Sarah sat on the toilet, her face in her hands. Hugging her daughter, Linda stroked her, trying to soothe her daughter.

  “It’s okay, baby,” she said softly. “Please, it’s okay.”

  “But it isn’t, Mom!” Sarah sobbed. “Now you won’t do it to me anymore. You won’t play with me ever again.”

  “Yes I will, Sarah,” Linda replied. “Mother will always play with you. It’s okay, baby.”

  “But I… I peed on you, Mother!” Linda lifted Sarah’s chin, lifting her daughter’s tearstained face, looking into those young eyes.

  “Yes, you did, but… I can’t believe I’m saying this, but, Sarah, I liked it!”

  “You did?”

  Linda nodded. “I loved it… so hot, so wet, on my neck and titties. Yes, I loved the feeling.”

  “Then you will play with me again, Mother?”

  “I will, but right now I wish you’d get up and let me sit down there before I piss down my fucking legs.”

  CHAPTER FIVE

  What she had done with her daughter had surprised Linda, but not her behavior. The one thing about it that did concern her, but not overly so, was when Sarah had pissed over her chin and tits. It had not been done deliberately, she knew. The thing about it that bothered Linda was that she had enjoyed it. Sarah’s piss had been so warm and wet on her flesh, almost as good as when Bobby had came over her thigh that first time.

  For a few days, Linda found herself dividing her attentions between her son and daughter. She would fuck Bobby, or suck his hot cock off, only to find Sarah coming to her with her little cunt swollen and aching again, wanting her mother to rub it and give her relief. Sometimes they would rub their cunts together, and sometimes Linda would use her fingers to bring Sarah to orgasm.

  And Sarah, so sweet and precious, would return the favor. Her small hands were so gentle on her body, so feathery light, that it seldom took Linda more than a few minutes before she was coming.

  Sarah had not pissed on her again, but each time they were together, Linda had waited anxiously for it to happen. She could not bring herself to ask Sarah to do it.

  Linda lay in bed, the house quiet, trying to imagine what it would feel like if her daughter would press her head between those satiny thighs, push that wet cunt hard against her mouth, holding her that way while she tongued and licked and sucked her daughter to orgasm. Such thoughts gave her a hot, melting feeling, her inner thighs feeling fiery.

  She lay on her back with her legs spread wide apart, trying to cool the steamy heat of her cunt.

  Running her hand through the soft hair of her pussy, Linda fondled her cunt. It felt drenched with juices. Her clit bulged, as if vibrating with need. She could hardly touch it, it was so sensitive. She wanted things done to her, wild, wicked things. She wanted Bobby, Sarah… either of them to do lewd things to her body, to give her pleasure.

  As if by some mysterious message passed through the walls of the bedroom, Linda saw her son entering her room.

  “Mom, I can’t sleep.”

  Linda sat up and turned on her bedside lamp. “I know,” she said softly. “I’m having trouble, too.”

  Bobby sat on the side of her bed, looking at his mother’s tits. They were almost spilling from her nightgown, her nipples pressing at the thin material.

  “Mom, I broke my promise, kinda,” he said softly.

  “How? Which promise?” Linda took his hand and placed it on her thigh.

  “I peeked at Sarah tonight when she was in the bathtub,” Bobby said. “I didn’t mean to, but the door was open partway, and when I went past, she was there in the tub, and I looked.”

  Linda pulled him against her tits, wrapping her arms around him. “That wasn’t breaking your promise. You couldn’t help but peck if the door was open.” She stroked his back, feeling excitement swell hotter inside her. “What did you see?”

  Bobby nuzzled into his mother’s tits. “I saw her little titties.”

  “Pretty, aren’t they?”

  Bobby looked up at her. “You’ve seen them, too, Mom?”

  Linda began to tremble. She nodded. “Yes, I’ve seen them.”

  Bobby became excited, clasping her tit. “I sure would like to touch them, Mom. I bet Sarah would let me touch them.”

  Linda closed her eyes, imagining her son fondling her daughter’s succulent titties. She groaned, her cunt wet with swollen desire. She moved her hand down his stomach to his crotch? His cock was hard, very hard, his balls hot.

  “Bobby, take your shorts off and get under the sheet with me,” she whispered, stripping her gown over her head and tossing it to the floor.

  He quickly removed his shorts, sliding in next to her. His cock rubbed at her hip, and Linda squirmed tightly against it when he began to fondle her tits. She gripped his cock, smearing his seeping pisshole over her hip and thigh. The wetness made her tremble in delight.

  While he sucked at her tits, Bobby ran his hands over her naked body. He moved his fingers through the silky pussy hair, caressing her wet, pulsating cunt.

  As Linda squirmed her hips in pleasure, he used his other hand on her ass, feeling the hot swells, cupping her asscheeks and squeezing, making her mewl with sensation.

  “Oooooh, baby, this is nice!” she moaned, turning onto her side with her back toward him. “Rub your cock on Mother’s ass, honey. Here, wrap your arms around me and squeeze my tits and rub my ass with your hard cock.”

  As he closed his hands on her tits, Bobby licked and kissed his mother’s back. Linda, with a hand behind her, moved his cock against her ass. She dragged the smooth head of his cock, up and down her flesh, making her asscheeks very wet with his dripping juices. She pushed his cock between her thighs, rubbing it along the fiery slit of her cunt. She pushed the head of his cock into her pussy for a moment, lifting her leg to give him more room.

  “Fuck me for a little while,” she sighed, pushing against his cock.

  Bobby thrust into her cunt, his lower stomach pressed against her ass, his hands digging into her firm tits.

  Linda whimpered and wiggled, her cunt clasping his cock as it moved in and out. She held his hip as she wiggled with him.

  “Feel it, honey? Feel Mother’s cunt holding your cock?”

  “Oh, I sure do, Mom!”

  “You do love to fuck Mother, don’t you?”

  “I really do, Mom?” />
  “But you want to fuck Sarah, too, don’t you?”

  “Aw, Mom… she wouldn’t let me.”

  “Maybe… maybe she would.”

  “But I can’t. What about my promise, Mom?”

  “Let’s say you keep it only with the girls at school, not at home.”

  “You mean I can peek at Sarah?”

  “Every chance you get,” Linda said, squirming with more excitement. “Just don’t call her names.”

  The idea of watching him fuck Sarah, his young cock penetrating Sarah’s cunt, made Linda feverish with hunger. She began to pump her ass back and forth, grinding enthusiastically. She felt his cock go deeper, then pulling back almost out of her pussy. She began to gasp and moan as ecstasy grew within her body. Her eyes were closed, an erotic fantasy developing about her daughter and son, fucking each other, Sarah’s sweet mouth trying to swallow her brother’s hard cock.

  “Oh!” Linda cried out.

  Bobby’s cock had slipped out of her cunt. She shifted her ass, searching for it, wanting his cock back inside her. She felt the hot, wet head of his prick slide upward, between the cheeks of her ass. It rubbed across her asshole, and Linda felt something like an electrical jolt.

  Her eyes opened. Her mouth parted. The head of his cock was pushing upon the pucker of her asshole. She started to pull her hips forward, but he pushed with her.

  There was a tingle around her asshole, and before she knew what she was doing, she began to return the pressure. She pushed her ass back, feeling the head of her son’s cock entering her asshole. It felt as if her asshole was opening, and she couldn’t believe the feeling. There was no pain at all, only a wild tingling that grew and grew.

  “Bobby…”

  His breath was hot on her back. He was clutching her tits very tightly.

  She wiggled, pushing her ass a little more against his cock. Her asshole seemed to give, and a feverish tremor shot through her. She fell as if her asshole was wanting to be penetrated by her son’s cock. It was a strange, different feeling, one that felt wickedly lewd.

  “Bobby! Bobby!” she felt him push against her asshole. “Honey… baby, do you know what you’re doing?”

  “Mom, you feel so hot there!” he answered.

  “I am hot there!” she moaned. “God, don’t believe how hot I am right there! Try and push it into me. Let’s see if your cock will go in back there, baby!”

  The pressure increased, and with it came more tingling pleasure. Her whole felt very small and tight, and his cock felt huge. With a groan, she pushed hard onto his cock.

  Linda gasped when the head of her son’s cock popped past the tight pucker. Both of them became still, as if afraid to move. Her asshole clenched the head of her son’s cock, though, as if afraid it would pull out. He was still clutching her tits.

  Linda began to shiver, feeling as if her asshole had become widened more than possible. She eased back against his cock. The stuffing of her whole felt better and better. She lifted her leg and ran her hand over her cunt, sliding two fingers over the shaft of his cock, feeling the stretched ring of her asshole around it.

  “Bobby, fuck me!” she gasped. “Fuck Mother right there! Ooooh, push our cock up Mother’s ass, baby! I want you to fuck me in my… my asshole!”

  Bobby pushed his cock deeper as she squirmed. He was gasping, holding her tits as tight as he could.

  Linda could not believe what she was feeling. It was fantastic — her son’s cock was sliding into her asshole!

  His prick stretched her open, yet her asshole was so tight around him. She felt his balls, and she clutched them as he pushed his cock all the way up her asshole.

  Again, they, didn’t move.

  It was Linda who finally began to move. She pumped her hips back and forth slowly, feeling the friction on the clasping ring of her asshole, his cock so hot and hard. She held his balls, her wrist soaked with the juices seeping from her excited cunt.

  “Ohhh, Bobby, fuck me!” she cried. “Right up the ass! Fuck me in my ass, baby! I don’t believe it’s so good! Your cock… in my ass! You feel so big in my ass, Bobby!”

  “So tight, Mom!” he panted. “So tight and hot!”

  “Help me!” she pleaded, thrusting back and forth. “Help me do it! Fuck me, baby! Fuck Mother up the ass!”

  Bobby lowered one hand to her squirming hip and began to stab back and forth.

  Linda sobbed and wiggled her ass in delight. She squeezed his balls, then rubbed furiously at her pulsating cunt, his cock creating beautiful feelings in her asshole.

  The thrashing of their bodies caused the sheet to slide downward. It was now over their hips. Linda faced the wall, and his back was toward the bedroom door.

  Neither of them were aware that Sarah, hearing the strange noises, had come to watch. She stood in the doorway, staring at the way her brother’s hips moved, knowing he was fucking their mother. She watched them, wide-eyed.

  “Oooooh, Bobby, more, baby! Push it deeper!” Linda gasped.

  “It’s all the way in, Mom!”

  “I want more!” Linda sobbed. “Oh, God, I want it so deep, so very deep! I need that hard cock, Bobby! Mother needs your hard cock so much! Fuck me… fuck me deep and hard and fast! Make me come! My cunt is burning… so wet and hot! I want to come, Bobby!”

  “I think I might come, too!”

  “Ohhh, yes, yes!”

  The sheet scooted down their hips as they humped and churned. Sarah stared at them, her little cunt boiling with wet heat.

  “Ohhh, my cunt… my ass!” Linda wailed. “Bobby, I’m going to come! Ahhhh, come with me, Bobby! Come in me… squirt it in me, baby!”

  Sarah watched her brother’s ass tighten as he pressed hard against their mother’s grinding ass. She twisted her hips, licking her lips as she watched them tremble through orgasm.

  “I feel it!” Linda cried out. “T can feel you coming in me! I can feel the hot squirts up my ass, Bobby!”

  Her orgasm created a sucking, rippling pull on his cock, and Bobby groaned as he spewed jizz into his mother’s gripping asshole. Linda was pressing his hot balls hard against her convulsing cunt, and he kept clutching her tit and hip with his.

  The sheet was at their knees now, their bodies exposed to Sarah’s wide, hot eyes.

  “Ooooooh, that was very good!” Linda sighed, turning to press her tits against her son’s chest. “Did you like fucking Mother in the ass, Bobby?”

  “Yeah! It was different, and I wanna do it again, if you’d let me.”

  “I want you to,” Linda said, kissing him wetly. “I want you to do everything to me, and I want to do everything to you. I want to fuck you and suck you and make you come in me, on me… all over me!”

  “What about Sarah?”

  “Do what she’ll let you do, honey. Anything your sister will let you do, that’s okay with me.”

  Sarah began to tremble, staring at them.

  “Can I sleep here, Mom?”

  “You better not. Your sister might see you in the morning. We don’t know what she would say, do we?”

  “I guess you’re right,” he said reluctantly. “I’ll go back to my room, but I sure wanna sleep close to you instead.”

  He got out of her bed, facing his mother.

  Sarah watched her mother’s hands move along his thigh.

  “Can I use your bathroom, Mom?” Bobby asked. “I gotta pee.”

  “Of course you can,” Linda said softly. Sarah watched her brother enter the adjoining bathroom, but when her mother swung her legs over the side of the bed, she turned and hurried back to her room before she was noticed.

  Linda stood up, her eyes glassy as she looked at her bathroom. The opportunity was too good to miss. With shaking legs, she moved toward the bathroom, listening to her son pissing into the toilet.

  “Bobby,” she said softly, entering the bathroom. “Wait. Please, wait a minute.”

  Bobby stopped pissing, surprised to find her in the bathroom.

  L
inda stared at his cock, a bead of piss on the head. She shivered, kneeling at his side…

  CHAPTER SIX

  “Bobby, let me watch.” Bobby giggled.

  “Please, honey, I want to watch you pee!” Bobby began to piss again.

  Seeing the hot piss gush from his cock made Linda feverish again. She ran her hand over his ass, her cheek against his hip. She caressed up his thigh to his balls, then held them. Her eyes were glazed with perverse passion, and her tits swelled, her nipples feeling stiff.

  “Let me hold it.” She slid her fingers round the base of his cock. “I want to hold it while you piss…”

  The touch of his mother’s fingers stopped him from pissing for a moment. It felt strange to have someone else holding his cock as he pissed. But then the stream was going again, and now he enjoyed it.

  Linda, cooing hotly, swung his cock from side to side, watching the stream wave about.

  She sat on her heels, face tilted up at him, her eyes wild with heat. She straightened her shoulders, shoving her tits outward.

  Bobby stood before his mother, curious as to what she was going to do. Her grip tightened, preventing him from pissing, but the need to do so was there.

  “My titties, baby! Do it on Mother’s tits!”

  “Pee on your tits, Mom?”

  “Ohhh, please, Bobby! Do it on my tits!” Again, Sarah had returned, unable to remain in her room. She had gotten so hot watching them, and, thinking that her brother had gone back to his bed, she wanted to be with her mother now. Seeing the bed empty, the bathroom door open and hearing voice, she sneaked in and stood watching from the doorway. She stared at her brother’s cock, at the way her mother pushed her tits up and out, the expression on her face.

  “Bobby, pee on my tits!” Linda pleaded. “Piss all over Mother’s tits!”

  Sarah felt as if she was going to fall down, her legs becoming so weak and trembling as she watched.

  When his mother relaxed her fingers on the base of his cock, Bobby spewed a hot stream of piss onto her jutting tits.