Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  There was more hair now, but still not much. Paul stood proudly, his cock arching out and up as his mother fondled his prick and balls.

  “Oh, so beautiful, baby!” she cooed in a throaty voice, her eyes glassy with increased passion. She stroked his cock with a light fist, watching the smooth head of his prick appear and disappear between her fingers. “Just seeing it makes mother’s cunt so wet! Mmmm, are you going to enjoy this summer!”

  Paul laughed, almost a childish giggle, fucking his cock into his mother’s pumping fist.

  “I need to do something first, baby,” she said, dropping to her knees before him. “Remember how you liked this last summer?”

  He nodded as he looked down at her. His cock was hard, dripping just beneath her chin.

  “I want to taste you, baby,” she gurgled. “Oh, I want to taste your cock so much! I loved it in my mouth last summer, Paul, and I’m going to love it more this time.”

  She moved her head down and toward him. Her moist lips kissed the tip of his dripping cock, then her tongue slipped out and ran along the underside of his prick. She clutched his ass with one hand, his balls in the other. Donna ran her tongue all about her son’s hard thick, giant prick, gazed with pleasure at his prick, then, with a soft moan, opened her lips and sucked from smooth head of his cock between them. She held his cock between her hot lips for a long moment, feeling his prick so smooth and delicious against her tongue and between her tight lips.

  Soft mews bubbled from her as she sucked more of his cock into her mouth, then the wiry hair at the base was tickling her nose, her lips pressed into it. She had the full length of her son’s cock inside her mouth now, and she lifted his balls and pressed them to her chin. She writhed her hot, wet lips about his cock, her tongue pressing it against the roof of her mouth as she sucked. His cock was as she had remembered, hard and sweet and delicious inside her mouth. The only difference now than last summer was his cock was thicker, longer, filling her mouth much more pleasantly.

  Her pussy bubbled and twitched between her thighs as she knelt before her son, sucking now back and forth, her tongue licking hungrily. She felt her son put his hands on the top of her head as he always did when she had his cock inside her mouth. When he arched forward, as he did last summer, trying to fuck his cock deeper, she gurgled with delight.

  Pulling her hot, wet mouth off his cock, she wrapped her fist about his prick and jacked his cock, looking up into his young face, her eyes shining with desire. “Oooh, baby, your cock is just as sweet as always!”

  Paul tried to fuck his cock back into his mother’s mouth but she gave a throaty laugh, getting to her feet. “You’re so eager, darling. We have all summer, remember?”

  “But I was about to come, Mom!” he wailed.

  “I know you were, Paul,” she said, tugging his hard cock between her thighs as she pulled him tight. Her skirt was around her waist, and she loved the heat of his hard prick between her thighs, almost touching the burning lips of her cunt.

  Then as she pressed her thighs together, Paul grunted.

  Donna felt the lurching of his cock and then he came, coating her inner thighs with the slippery thickness of his come juice.

  “Oh, baby,” she said. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were that close to coming off.”

  She pulled from him, holding her skirt above her waist and feeling the come juice on her thighs. Then she used her skirt to wipe at them, and finally cleaned his cock with it, too.

  CHAPTER TWO

  The summer before, while Paul was with her, Donna had initiated the sex thing with him. Paul had been eager and willing, something that delighted her to no end. He had a mind similar to hers, erotic. So unlike her husband. Donna’s husband, Gene, had enjoyed fucking her and licking between her thighs, and in general they had enjoyed a fairly good marriage and sexual life. Yet there was something neither she nor Gene could pinpoint, something lacking in their relationship. They got alone well, enjoyed each other’s body to the fullest, but both seemed unfulfilled, dissatisfied with their lot.

  Neither wanted a divorce so a separation had been settled upon and they now lived apart, sharing their son. Since Donna insisted on working, she allowed her son to remain with his father during the school months and kept him with her during the summer, the time she took a leave of absence from her work to be with him.

  Donna still loved her husband and knew he loved her. If only they could understand what they wanted, needed, then the separation would end. They would be together again as a family. She knew Paul wanted them back with each other. Still, if it had not been for the separation, she might not have gotten involved with her son sexually. And Donna wanted this a great deal. She loved fondling and stroking her son’s cock, playing with and kissing his prick. She loved having his hands on her body, sucking her nipples and feeling her hairy cunt and swelling ass. It had been so easy to involve Paul last summer. He had been ready for it, as ready as she had been.

  She had found her son jacking his cock off in the bathroom. His cock had not been very big a year ago and still had a lot to grow. But it had thrilled her tremendously when she walked in and saw his cock in his hand, so sweetly hard. Paul had not been embarrassed; he had been quite proud of his prick.

  Paul sat on the toilet with his knees wide, and when she gently removed his hand from his cock so she could see his prick fully, he sat relaxed, his cock standing up from his crotch, that small tuft of hair at the base, his lovely balls dangling underneath. Donna gazed upon her son’s cock with burning, eager eyes, seeing its swollen head and the tiny piss hole.

  She knelt before her son and fondled his cock, mewling softly. She stroked and squeezed his prick, jacked up and down on his cock. She caressed his hairless balls, tugging them tenderly. When she lowered her head and kissed his cock, the tip of her tongue barely brushing about the piss hole, Paul laughed and told her how good that felt.

  His cock remained hard a long time, and Donna realized her son was not yet able to come off, that fact played a major part in her decision not to fuck him then. However, she loved feeling his cock and balls, his tight ass. And he loved it when she took his prick into her hot, wet mouth and sucked. Being curious, Paul wanted to see his mother’s body, too.

  Donna, flushed with increasing desire, complied quite willingly.

  She stood up before him in the bathroom and lifted her skirt to her waist. She was wearing panties then. They were tight, the bikini variety. The shadow of her cunt hair was seen by Paul. The crotch of her panties molded and outlined her puffy cunt lips. She stood and held her skirt high and glowed with delicious pleasure as he looked at her as he sat on the toilet with his cock standing up beautifully hard. She stood with her feet spread apart slightly, her hips arched forward.

  “Touch me if you want, darling,” she told her son.

  His eager hand brushed up between her thigh, she began to shiver with delight. He probed and felt at her panty crotch with his palm, laughing because she was hot and wet there. Paul used both hands to feel his mother up, stroking at her covered pussy with both hands, moving them about as she told him where it felt best to be touched. As he felt her cunt, Donna watched her son’s throbbing cock jerk about.

  She asked him, “Want to see my ass, honey?”

  Paul had nodded enthusiastically, and she turned to present her swelling, curvy, flawlessly shaped ass to her son. Her panties had pulled into the inviting crack of her ass cheeks, and the cheeks themselves swelled out sugary sweet before his face. Donna hooked a finger into her panties and pulled them wide to expose her ass to her son, arching back toward his face.

  “Feel it, baby,” she urged in a hot voice, twisting her ass about. “Feel your mother’s ass!”

  She loved the way his young, eager hands moved about the cheeks of her ass. As he felt her, she writhed her ass and flexed her creamy cheeks excitedly. She became so excited and aroused that she asked her son to kiss the cheeks. Paul, knowing how good he had felt when his mother sucked his cock
into her mouth, kissed the dimple of his mother’s ass. He slipped his tongue out and licked when she asked him to.

  Finally, turning to face her son once again in the bathroom, she pulled her panties to one side and revealed her hairy cunt to his wide excited eyes. Donna’s cunt was quite hairy, with thick curls almost concealing the puffy lips of her pussy. Her hair was tucked neatly between her legs, stopping just before her asshole. Gene, her husband, had loved the hairiness of her cunt. And now Paul was fascinated with it. At her urging, Paul felt his mother’s cunt with both hands, feeling her slippery pussy lips and, again at her request, worked one of his fingers into her cunt and fucked up and down. Donna twisted and rolled her hips in pleasure, pumping them in a rhythm with his finger. She loved the excited, intense expression on his young face as he watched his finger fucking into her cunt.

  Playfully, she grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face into her crotch. She felt her son tease it for a moment, but she held his mouth tightly against the burning lips of her wet cunt grinding tenderly and mewling with pleasure.

  She released him soon, however, and told her son that she loved having a face between her thighs. Paul, had his lips smeared with the flame and, without being asked, shoved his face between her legs once again and kissed his mother, bubbling cunt.

  Both of them were intensely excited by this time. She took her son’s hand and pulled him to her bedroom where she had him undress completely. She stood and gazed with desire at his young body as he lay upon her bed, his cock standing straight up. As her son watched her, she slowly undressed, delighted by the way he watched her.

  When she was standing there at the edge of the bed, tall and beautiful, naked and breathing with desire, he looked at her with hot eyes. Her tits swelled out firmly, her brown nipples rigid with urgent desire. She cupped her tits in her hands and massaged them, tweaking her nipples and loving the rippling sensation that flowed through her. Finally she climbed onto the bed with her son, and, as she sprawled back with her legs wide, Paul sat up and examined every inch of his mother’s body.

  He fondled his mother’s tits, and leaned down to suck on her nipples. As he sucked her tits, he once more finger fucked her hot, tight cunt. Donna, twisting her naked ass about on the bed with increasing heat, stroked her son’s throbbing cock, squeezing and playing with his balls. Paul was thrilled by her tits, enjoying her hard hot nipples in his mouth. He sucked them fat a long time, his tongue licking, and his finger kept fucking and probing at her slippery, velvet-like cunt until Donna was writhing about and whimpering with intense ecstasy.

  Her son’s finger made her come time and again, her orgasms flowing like rippling cascades of lava through her body. She lifted her ass, arching her cunt into his hand, grinding with delight as he sucked her nipples. She clamped her hand about his cock tightly, jerking up and down swiftly, wishing he could come.

  Without being told, Paul started licking down her shivering, steaming body. His tongue left hot trails of moisture where it touched. When he began to kiss and suck at her stomach, his finger still fucking into her cunt, Donna again came.

  She was amazed and delighted at his erotic eagerness, doing this without instructions. She loved it when his tongue moved lower, brushing at the long curls of her cunt hair. She cried out with eagerness as he kissed and licked her thighs, making her body jerk with ecstasy.

  Paul eventually removed his wet finger from his mother’s tight, boiling cunt and, with both hands, pulled at her sensitive pussy lips, gazing at her distended, glistening clit. She explained to him about her clit, and he rubbed a fingertip about her clit, making her hips jerk about with delight. Again, without instructions, Paul lowered his face and began to kiss his mother’s cunt. He kissed every inch of her pussy, kissed at the creamy, sensitive inner surfaces of her thighs near her pussy. He licked at her sugary flesh with his tongue, the hot air of his breathing fanning the bonfire like flames that were consuming her. When he flicked the tip of his tongue about her explosive clit, Donna erupted into a long drawn out orgasm that had her shaking violently. And Paul kept licking, making her come time and again.

  When he finally sucked her clit between his teeth and pulled at it, his tongue licking the tip, she thought she would faint from the constant orgasms and the intensity of her ecstasy.

  They slept together that night and every night thereafter.

  Their days for the rest of the summer were filled with play of that sort. She dressed provocatively for her son, building and increasing on his already-erotic mind. She exposed her body to him in various ways to keep his sexual interest high. Often she went about the house in bikini panties only, buying the most sheer, the most tantalizing types she could find. And she urged her son to go about with his cock and balls hanging from his pants. She loved seeing him this way, his cock standing out of his pants so deliciously sweet, most of the time hard.

  She would suck his cock and balls, spending long minutes with them in her mouth. Paul loved it. And he was learning how to lick her cunt the way she liked best. She was delighted to learn that her son loved the taste of her cunt, and she enjoyed it when he would thrust his tongue as deep into her pussy as he could, fucking it in and out.

  Donna didn’t really have to increase her son’s sexual interest; he was already intensely interested. They did not hold back anything from on another, and when her son began using words like cunt and cock and fuck, it pleased her to no end. She enjoyed hearing him use the words. He was so young and innocent looking that it increased her passion. She used the words freely with him, too.

  Often he would wake, her son up in the morning by sucking on his cock, and, a few times when he woke up before her, he would suck her tits and finger fuck her until she was wide eyed and having one orgasm after another.

  Doors were never closed around her house, and it became common for them to use the bathroom to shower or piss or whatever with the door open. They would watch each other, soaping each other and toweling each other’s body to glowing excitement. Usually a shower or bath would end with her sucking on his cock or Paul licking her cunt.

  It was then, that summer, when Donna started going out into public without anything on under her clothing. It had started with a joke by Paul, and she found she enjoyed it.

  They had taken drives out into the countryside, where they would find some isolated area. Then Donna would sit and lean against a tree, her knees up so he could lie in front of her and gaze at her hairy cunt. After he began to squirm and press his cock into the grass, he would roll over and expose his cock to his mother, who would then lean over him and suck his cock for a long time.

  They enjoyed sucking and licking one another outdoors, in places where the possibility of being seen could happen at any time. This possibility of being caught served only to increase their already soaring passions and increasing sexual appetites.

  But Donna would not let her son fuck her.

  “Maybe next summer, darling,” she told him. “If you start to come between now and next summer, then I’ll let you fuck me.”

  He didn’t understand why she wanted to wait to do it; neither did Donna. The only thing she knew was that she wanted her son to come before he put his prick in her cunt. There was no real reason to wait, not after everything they had done with each other by this time, yet she wanted to wait.

  However, Paul was eager to see what it would feel like to have his cock inside his mother’s cunt. He pleaded and begged to stick his cock into her pussy, but she held him off. She went only as far as allowing him to rub his cock head about the hot, wet lips of her cunt and about her inflamed clit, making her come this way.

  “Next summer, darling,” she said. “I promise you can fuck me next summer if you can come then. I want your first fuck to be something you’ll remember all your life, baby. It will be more enjoyable for you if you can come in me. Besides, I love the sensation when a cock spurts in my cunt.”

  Although it was true that Donna loved it when a cock spewed come juice up
her pussy that was not the real reason she was holding off. Somewhere in her mind she was not quite ready for her son to fuck her.

  She needed more time to get used to what she was, doing with her son, to accept it in a rational way. She was experiencing a few pangs of guilt as the summer drew to a close, and she didn’t like the feeling. She wanted to fuck her son as much as he wanted to fuck her, but it was something she had to spend time thinking about.

  Donna had never been unfaithful to her husband, and she still loved him deeply. Perhaps that was the reason she held her son off, but she wasn’t certain. Despite being separated and living away from Gene, she had not dated other men, knowing that if she did so she would be unable to keep from fucking them. She wanted to remain faithful to him until and if they finally reached a decision about a divorce. But although she felt that by fucking her son she would be unfaithful to her husband, she never considered sucking Paul’s cock or having him tongue fuck her as being unfaithful.

  And, as the summer ended, Donna felt her self in an emotional turmoil. She wanted to fuck her son badly, but she wanted to remain faithful to Gene at the same time. She could not explain all this to her son because she didn’t understand her mixed feelings herself.

  Still, she had promised her son he could fuck her on his next visit. But she wasn’t sure she would be able to keep that promise, either.