Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Although she hated sending her son back to his father when the time came, she knew she had to have time to consider allowing Paul to fuck her. She knew her husband was not dating other women. He told her he wasn’t and Paul said he had never seen his father with a woman. Donna had no reason to disbelieve her husband and son. But she knew Gene, with his erotic mind, was suffering as much as she was. There had been times when she wanted to call him, ask him to visit her for the night at least, but felt it would be a mistake.

  During the times when Paul was with his father in the next months, Donna spent a great deal of time in thought. Her nights were the worst after being with Paul next to her. She would become so inflamed, she would finger fuck herself until her cunt felt raw. After Paul had been gone two months, she called him and they had a long talk, a talk that only sent her into almost screaming desperation of need.

  “I need you, baby,” she had told him on the telephone. “I need that sweet tongue of yours up my cunt. Honey, I miss the way you tongue fuck mother’s cunt, making me come and come so good! I can’t wait for summer.”

  Paul reminded his mother of her promise to let him fuck her the following summer, and she reminded him that he could fuck her only if he was able to squirt come juice. Paul informed his mother that he was jacking off every day, trying to come.

  Donna undressed and finger fucked herself for over an hour, coming until she was exhausted. The rest of the year was hell for Donna. Every time she called Gene, she told him of her love for him, and they had to come to some decision regarding their lives soon. She informed him she would not date, and in a small feeling of jealousy, asked him if he had been dating. When he replied negatively, she was elated. Donna came very close to asking him to visit her then.

  When she hung up, she was frustrated and wandered about the house, searching for something to shove up her burning cunt, anything she could use to fuck herself with. She wished she had a rubber cock, but was embarrassed to buy one. Finding nothing in the house to use, she undressed and sat on the couch with her legs wide open, panties off, and finger fucked herself furiously, thinking of her son and Gene.

  A month before her son was to arrive for his summer visit with her, her erotic mind was going at high speed. She began to understand more about herself, her desires, and perhaps, Gene’s. She began to recall some of the conversations they had had about sex, and she found things falling into place, becoming clear.

  Two weeks before Paul was to arrive, Donna round, quite by accident, someone nearby who had a mind as erotic as her own, and she was not bothered by feelings of unfaithfulness.

  CHAPTER THREE

  Donna had seen the girl a number of times. She had felt a strange attraction toward the girl. She found her eyes drawn time and again to the exquisitely pretty blonde. There was something about the girl that appealed to her, made her tingle. Within two days, she was certain the girl was attempting to get her attention.

  In the span of two days, the girl had walked past Donna’s house eight or nine times. She had walked slowly and aimlessly, and Donna noticed the girl would look at her from the corners of her eyes, almost shyly, yet with a quality of boldness. And on the second day, the girl began to openly smile at Donna.

  Donna had been outside, watering the plants, wearing her shorts and a blouse. The blonde girl strolled by, her eyes flashing. Donna was struck by the beauty of the young girl immediately. The girl had on a pair of extremely tight shorts, shorts that molded her sweet little ass and emphasized the swells. They were so tight in the crotch, Donna thought they should be uncomfortable. Although the girl wore a halter, Donna could hardly tell if there were any tits on the girl. Her long blonde hair was loose and flowing, and her face was so sweet it was almost painful to look at her.

  As the girl went by, Donna gazed at the girl. There was an immediate appeal to that slightly swaying ass and those long, smooth thighs. Donna felt a twitch between her thighs as she looked. Surprised to feel this reaction toward a girl, Donna nevertheless found it almost impossible to stop looking.

  Half an hour later, the girl came by again. This time the girl looked directly at Donna and smiled shyly. Hardly ten minutes later, the girl came by once more. Donna smiled, the girl smiled, and a soft greeting came from the blonde girl. The girl walked slower than ever, and Donna thought she was being teased. On the next walk by, the girl paused and looked at Donna, greeting her again. Donna turned off the water and the blonde girl walked over the lawn to stand before her.

  “I’m Cindy,” the girl said.

  “I’m Donna,” she replied, and felt the strange sensation of being undressed by those sparkling blue eyes. “Would you like some lemonade?”

  The girl nodded, and Donna took her into the house with her. The girl’s eyes moved with Donna as she got the lemonade, and Donna knew the girl was looking at her body. She felt shivery and excited, her cunt burning and becoming very wet.

  They chatted as the girl drank the lemonade, then sat in the cool living room. Without hesitation or shyness, Cindy, with her eyes gazing at Donna’s tits, said, “You have, beautiful breasts, Donna.”

  For a moment Donna could not reply, then she smiled. “So do you, Cindy.”

  “Mine are still too little,” Cindy said. “But they’ll be big when I grow up.”

  They were quiet for a moment. Then, again oddly, Cindy said, “I like girls. I mean, older. No men.”

  The meaning was clear to Donna, clear in those hot blue eyes that gazed unwaveringly. Donna sensed tension building between them, but it was an exciting tension filled with promises of an erotic heat. Donna’s nipples became rigid underneath her blouse, tingling deliciously. Her cunt was very wet. She felt an almost overpowering urge to hold the sweet little girl, to run her hands over that delectable, body, feel those small tits and run her hands over the swell of that tantalizing ass. The arms of her hands itched to stroke between hose golden thighs, feel the young cunt there. Donna clasped her hands together tightly, but her eyes remained on the girl. Cindy, her eyes smoldering with meaning, began to stroke her hand up and down her own thigh. She had a small smile on her mouth, and her eyes were flashing steamy messages to Donna, messages that could not be misinterpreted.

  Donna gasped when Cindy moved her hand up her thigh and openly and boldly rubbed her cunt. Cindy giggled and rubbed her crotch again.

  “Like doing this!” she said softly. “I like feeling good between my legs. I like it when I can feel between the legs of an older woman, too.”

  “Cindy, I…” But Donna couldn’t finish. She watched with increasing passion as the girl continued fondling her cunt. She balled her hands into fists and pressed them into the cushions of the couch at her hips. She was trembling with excitement.

  “I see you all the time,” Cindy said, her voice sounding. Grown up, loaded with passion. “I’ve been looking at you and thinking how nice it would be if you liked me.”

  Donna’s eyes followed Cindy’s hand as it moved up and down her crotch. Ideas flooded her mind, filling her with erotic images. She had been without anyone since her son had gone back to his father almost nine months ago. She was tired and bored with using her own fingers at her pussy. Then the thought flared in her mind that this would not be unfaithful act against Gene. It was different. Doing things with her son was not being unfaithful, either, she felt. That was part of the family. And being with a girl was not the same as letting a boy or man fuck her.

  It would be pleasant, she thought, to fondle this exquisite blonde girl, delicious to have those small hands running over her own body.

  Cindy, apparently seeing the thoughts in Donna’s eyes, stood up. For a moment Donna felt panic rising, thinking Cindy was leaving, going because she, Donna, was not receptive to her display of wanton desire. But Cindy was not leaving. She pulled her halter off, exposing her small tits. Donna stared at them. Small but so perfectly formed. They were tight and shapely with luscious pink nipples standing up in hardness.

  “Now you,” Cindy said
in a soft voice.

  Before she realized it, Donna opened her blouse and dropped it to the floor. Cindy squealed with pleasure as she looked at Donna’s tits. “Oh, they’re beautiful!”

  Donna instinctively arched her shapely tits out, her shoulders drawn back. Her light brown nipples, twice the size of Cindy’s, tingled with burning desire. Donna stood up, her tits jiggling tightly. Cindy came to her, and, as Donna stood on shaking legs, began to caress them. Donna felt the heat of the girl’s hands on her tits, and she whimpered with pleasure. The girl’s blonde head was just beneath her chin, and Donna gasped when Cindy darted her mouth down and sucked a nipple into her hot, wet mouth. Donna brought her hands up and held the girls head, pressing her sucking mouth into her tit.

  As Cindy sucked her nipples, Donna clung to the blonde head and mewled with pleasure. She twisted her ass when she felt Cindy’s I hands sliding around her hips. When Cindy clutched Donna’s ass cheeks, Donna began to grind her hips against Cindy’s stomach. She felt Cindy trying to tug the zipper of her shorts down but seemed to be having difficulty.

  Wait, Donna whispered. Pulling away, Donna unzipped her shorts, and Cindy immediately began to shove them down her rounded hips. Donna stood on trembling legs as the shorts fell to her feet. Since she was not wearing panties, she stood naked before the hot eyes of the sweet blonde girl.

  Cindy gazed with excitement at Donna’s naked body. She was breathing heavily as her eyes swept over Donna’s naked thrusting tits, down the flat stomach, and paused at the thick curls of Donna’s cunt hair. She shivered when Cindy ran her hand through the dark hair, barely brushing the lips of her cunt.

  “I like all this hair, Donna.” Cindy said in low voice. “I just love a hairy cunt!”

  Then Cindy wrapped her arms about Donna’s waist and began to kiss hotly at those shapely tits again. Donna became intensely aroused as Cindy kissed and licked at her tits, her small eager hands fondling and feeling her arching ass cheeks.

  Donna, gasping, was not surprised as the girl began to lick her way down, flicking the tip of her tongue against her shivery stomach as she kissed. She was amazed at the boldness, the sheer aggressiveness of the girl, though. Cindy was about the same age as her son, Paul, but so bold and eager that it was almost taking her breath away. Finally Cindy was off her knees before Donna.

  Donna looked down into Cindy’s face as the girl looked up at her, her arms wrapped about her naked hips and clutching her ass. Those blue eyes were smoldering with runaway desire as Cindy breathed with soft panting sounds. Cindy pressed her chin into the thick mat of cunt hair as her fingers squeezed Donna’s naked ass.

  “I want to kiss your pussy,” the girl whispered in a thick voice. “I want to kiss your hairy cunt, Donna!”

  “Oh, yes!” Donna gurgled as she spread her feet on the floor.

  Cindy sat down on the floor, her legs spreading as she shoved them between Donna’s feet. Her sweet face was turned upwards, and she began to draw Donna’s cunt toward her face by pressing against Donna’s naked ass. Donna gazed down at those sparkling hot eyes as Cindy buried her face in her cunt.

  Donna’s thick, dark hair almost concealed Cindy’s face as she pressed her lips against Donna’s pussy, kissing her cunt eagerly. When Donna felt Cindy’s small tongue licking about her throbbing distended clit, she shook and began to grind her cunt into that young, sweet, lovely face.

  She felt Cindy’s tongue slip between the slippery lips of hot cunt, then her tongue was fucking in and out, fucking her pussy. Donna grabbed the blonde head with both hands and arched her pussy forward, twisting into Cindy’s face. Cindy clutched at Donna’s naked ass, her fingers digging into the fine flesh, her tongue fucking in and out of Donna’s velvety cunt.

  Donna felt an orgasm swelling hotly inside her cunt, and she twisted and rubbed her cunt against the young girl’s face with abandon. She didn’t know just how this happened, what had drawn this sweet lovely girl to her, but she knew it was like a dream come true. She was not going to question it; she was going to enjoy it.

  Cindy licked and tongue fucked Donna’s cunt eagerly, her eyes shining hotly up between Donna’s tits. Donna held the girl’s blonde head and banged her cunt against that sucking mouth of this delicious girl, grinding and whimpering as her orgasm grew and swelled. Cindy clung to Donna’s naked, shaking ass with tight fingers, her tongue fucking swiftly and deeply, her mouth wide open to surround the hairy lips of Donna’s cunt.

  With a loud groan, Donna came. The lips of her cunt flexed around Cindy’s fucking tongue, squeezing like a hot, wet vise. Cindy kept up a relentless tongue fucking as Donna shook violently, her legs becoming very weak as she stood there, grinding her cunt into Cindy’s face. Donna was almost squatting on Cindy’s face as she came, her hips revolving and churning as if she were being fucked. Indeed, Donna was being fucked, being fucked delightfully with the tongue of this exquisitely lovely little girl.

  Cindy was mewling happily as her tongue moved and licked now about the slippery, hairlined lips of Donna’s cunt, tickling over Donna’s knotted clit to make Donna shake even more.

  When Cindy pulled her face from between Donna’s creamy thighs, it was smeared and glistening wetly. The girl was grinning with pleasure up at Donna, leaning back on her hands. Donna stood in her squatting position for a long moment, afraid she was going to fall. Somehow she got herself under control and sat back on the couch, breathing heavily, her naked tits rising and falling.

  “Cindy, that was… was wonderful!”

  Cindy giggled as she wiped her face. “I like licking a cunt,” she said. “I love the sweet taste of a pussy, Donna. And you sure have a sweet cunt!”

  Donna looked down at the unusually pretty girl, seeing in Cindy’s eyes a girl as erotic as she was. She smiled at Cindy, cupping her own tits. “So young,” she murmured, “and knowing so much. You’re beautiful, honey.”

  Cindy, still sitting on the floor, removed her tight shorts. Donna stared between those golden thighs, seeing the pink freshness of the girl’s pussy. Tufts of blonde hair sprouted at the top, and there wasn’t a single strand along her slightly puffy pussy lips. The tip of Cindy’s clit peeked provocatively from the moist folds. As Donna looked at her, Cindy began to rub and feel her own little cunt.

  “Want to kiss my cunt Donna?” she asked in a soft voice. “I like having my pussy kissed as much as I love kissing one. Kiss it for me, Donna.”

  Donna stared at the girl’s pussy, her mind whirling with erotic images. She was not surprised to kind that she would, indeed, enjoy putting her mouth on that sugary cunt, kiss and lick Cindy’s pussy and fuck her tongue as deeply as she could.

  Without answering, she dropped to the floor next to Cindy, her hand moving about the girl’s small but flawless tits. Cindy lay back on the floor, spreading her legs and shoving her hands above her head. Blonde curls fanned about her face, making her look beautiful to Donna.

  Donna fondled the small girl’s tits, moving her hands up and down her smooth, young flesh. She caressed the flat stomach of Cindy, moved her hands about her tantalizing thighs. Cindy trembled and arched her hips up, trying to shove her cunt into Donna’s hands. Donna leaned over and peered at the teen’s succulent young cunt, sliding her fingers along her sensitive inner thighs until she felt Cindy’s cunt. She stroked Cindy’s pussy lips, brushing a fingertip over her throbbing clit, making Cindy mew and gurgle with delight. She pulled the girl’s pink cunt lips apart and gazed at the sweetness, seeing the moisture glisten and beckon.

  She lowered her face and kissed lightly at Cindy’s shivering stomach. As she slipped her tongue out to taste her flesh, her mind seemed to explode with erotic, perverse desire. Without saying anything, she pulled Cindy upright and placed her on the couch, spreading the girl’s knees wide. Sitting between Cindy’s knees, Donna slipped her, hands underneath the teen’s small, tight and shapely young ass, drawing her ass cheeks to the edge of the cushions. She looked for a long time at the succulent cunt of this blonde
girl, moving her fingers about her thighs and ass cheeks and circling her sugary cunt. Then Donna began to kiss and lick at the smooth, golden inner thighs of Cindy. The powerful draw of this exquisite, passionate girl was too strong to resist, and Donna wanted to kiss and suck her cunt with a passion she had not felt in a long time.

  Her tongue licked along the satiny flesh, working toward that twitching little cunt. She kept up a constant fondling motion with her hands as she licked and kissed the creamy thighs. Her dark eyes blazed up into those blue eyes of Cindy as her tongue tasted and lapped and her lips sucked the girl’s sweet flesh. She crossed her legs in front of her and moved her mouth an inch or so away from that almost hairless cunt.

  Taking a deep breath, Donna quickly pressed her moist lips against Cindy’s cunt. Cindy whimpered and shot her crotch up into Donna’s face and began to grind her cunt up and down against her lips. Without a conscious thought in her mind, Donna’s tongue came from her mouth and licked up and down Cindy’s cunt. The taste inflamed her erotic passions and she licked about the girl’s succulent cunt swiftly, her tongue flying up and down, licking Cindy’s cunt lips and the throbbing little clit. She clutched Cindy’s tight little ass with both hands as she pressed her mouth hard into that hairless cunt. Her tongue slipped between Cindy’s bubbling hot pussy lips and Donna fucked her tongue as deep as she could. She found the taste of Cindy’s cunt intensely delicious, and she began to fuck it with her tongue. As Cindy had done with her, Donna opened her lips wide so she could place them all about that sugary pussy. Donna was mewing with steaming heat as she tongue fucked Cindy. Once again her own pussy was steaming with a boiling sensation as she licked and sucked at Cindy’s sweet pussy.

  Cindy was whimpering and grinding her cunt into Donna’s face, whipping her pussy up and down and pressing hard. Looking up at her, Donna saw Cindy squeezing her small, beautiful tits with tight fingers. Cindy’s blue eyes were so hot they looked like liquid. Donna fucked her tongue in and out, feeling the girl’s cunt squeezing. The spasms that rippled through Cindy were so strong that her cunt gripped Donna’s tongue so tightly she could hardly fuck her tongue back and forth. Donna dug her fingers into the girl’s tightening young ass cheeks and pressed her mouth as hard as she could into her convulsing cunt.