Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  The urge was so strong she couldn’t resist. She moved her face down until she kissed his balls wetly and hotly. Then her tongue came out and she began to lick at his thighs, tracing a moist pattern on his flesh. Paul stared down between his legs at his mother, not saying anything. She felt him shiver beneath her hands and lips. She moistened her lips and again started licking about his thighs, moving downward until finally she was licking at his ass cheeks. She heard a soft moan come from Paul, and her dark eyes twinkled up into his.

  Paul wrapped his hands about his knees, holding them against his chest, freeing his mother’s hands. Donna closed her fist about his cock and began to jack on it as her tongue swirled about his ass cheeks, her hot breath searing him. She pulled her face back a few inches and gazed at her son’s puckered asshole.

  With a soft squeal, she suddenly shoved her mouth against his asshole. She began to kiss wildly, her tongue moving out and licking. She licked all about his asshole, then pressed her lips around it, sucking as her tongue flicked up and down. Donna pressed her tongue against her son’s tight asshole, applying pressure as she kept her lips against his ass. As she began to slip her tongue up his ass, she began to pump her fist on his cock, jacking him at the same time. Her nose was against his balls, and the sensation sent a wild thrill roaring through her naked body.

  She listened to a soft groan as her tongue penetrated the ring of his asshole. A shiver shot through her as she shoved more of her tongue up her son’s ass, her fist pumping faster on his cock now. Her eyes rolled about as she plunged her tongue in his asshole. She felt Paul’s asshole clinging to her now thrusting tongue, and she gurgled with this new delight. Tongue fucking her son up his ass, she kept up a jerking motion on his throbbing cock, her eyes sparkling with lewd pleasure past his cock and at his face. While she fucked her son’s asshole with her tongue, she remembered how delicious it had been to have her tongue inside Cindy’s tight, young cunt. This was different, but just as good, she thought as her tongue whipped in and out of her son’s asshole. She could feel Paul’s cock throbbing in her jacking fist, and his asshole seemed to be gripping her tongue very tightly. The sounds of his whimpering told her he enjoyed this very much. And when he tried to shove his ass harder into her face, she knew he loved it without a doubt. She thrust her tongue as deep as she could up her son’s asshole, fucking in and out with alternating slow and fast motions. Paul jerked his ass up and down, rubbing his balls about her nose as she pumped his cock.

  Her cunt was burning again, as usual, and she was pressing her pussy hard into the bed, grinding with slow movements, letting her passion swell swiftly. Her tongue raced in and out of his gripping asshole and she jerked on his throbbing cock with a tight fist.

  “Mom,” Paul grunted in a tight voice, “you’re gonna make me come!”

  “Mmmmm!” she replied. She rammed her tongue faster and faster into his tight asshole, her fist pumping almost frantically now. Her eyes glowed as she fixed them on his cock, watching for him to gush thick creamy come juice. She wiggled and twisted her tongue as deep as she could up his asshole. Paul was shaking now, his ass writhing into her face.

  The throbbing of his cock in her tight fist grew more pronounced. Her tongue fluttered… and Paul suddenly came.

  “Ohhhh!” Donna yelped, yanking her tongue out of his asshole quickly and racing her open mouth toward the head of his spurting cock.

  A glob of come juice struck her nose before she could get her lips wrapped about his prick but she didn’t care. She began to suck on his piss hole with a frantic hunger, still jacking her fist up and down. As her son flooded her mouth with his creamy, sweet tasting come juice, Donna rammed a finger up his ass, making Paul groan loudly. She plunged her finger in and out of his asshole as he came off with spastic spurts into her mouth.

  Mmmmn, she gurgled moistly about his cock. “Mmmmm…” When he was almost finished coming, she sucked the full length of his prick deep into her mouth and accepted the last squirt of come juice down her throat.

  She held his cock inside her mouth for a long time, her finger still up his asshole, but no longer thrusting. When she saw her son turn loose of his thighs, she lifted her mouth and finger away. Sprawling out beside him, she nuzzled at his neck, hugging him tightly against her tits.

  “Did you like that, darling?” she murmured, throwing a creamy thigh over his cock.

  “You sure come up with some wild ideas, Mom,” he laughed, hugging her.

  “It was your idea, silly,” she said. “You licked my asshole in the kitchen, remember?”

  “Yeah, but I was just playing.”

  “So was I,” she replied.

  “I like the way you play,” he mumbled sleepily. Donna mewled and snuggled tightly against him, closing her eyes. Although she was quite sleepy, she found herself with images of Cindy in her mind, of her son’s cock fucking into that sugary sweet, hairless cunt.

  That was the picture in her mind as she finally went to sleep, curled tightly next to Paul.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Almost a week had gone by since Paul had arrived, and Donna had not heard from or seen Cindy.

  She was not concerned, but she was surprised since the little girl had been almost a daily visitor before Paul had come for his summer visit.

  She had mentioned Cindy to her son a few times, pretending she knew the girl slightly, and once saying he should meet the girl. Paul wasn’t really that interested.

  “But you should have friends here, honey,” she said. “All you do is stay in the house with me. Don’t you miss boys and girls your age?”

  “No, Mom,” he said. “Why should I miss any? I’d rather stay here with you.”

  She grinned at him. “That’s because you’re getting fucked silly, right?”

  He laughed as he reached out and tweaked her nipple through the cotton blouse she had on. “Of course, and don’t forget the blow jobs, Mom.”

  “Is fucking and cock sucking all you think about?”

  “Anything wrong with that, Mom?” he said, cupping her tits and squeezing them. “That’s all you think about, too, right?”

  “Right,” she agreed, sliding her hand down and grabbing his cock. “But I’m older than you. You’re just a boy. You should be out running around playing baseball or something.”

  “I’d rather fuck you,” he said, lifting her skirt and thrusting his finger up her cunt. “Baseball was never this much fun.”

  Paul dropped to his knees before his mother and lifted her skirt over his head. Donna spread her legs and pulled at his head.

  “Eat me, you little fuck!” she said playfully as she pulled his face between her thighs. “Ear my hairy cunt. I’ll show you fun… tongue fuck my pussy, darling!”

  She felt her son kissing her inner thighs, and then his tongue was brushing about her hair lined cunt lips. She pulled her skirt from his head and held it about her waist, looking down at him. “Lick my cunt, Paul!” she urged in a thick voice. “Ooooh, I love the way you lick my pussy! Suck mother’s hot, wet, hairy cunt, baby! Ooh, yes, yes!”

  Paul slipped his tongue into his mother’s soaking cunt. His upper lip pressed her distended clit as his tongue fucked deep. She held the back of his head as she writhed her hips. When Paul clutched at her tight ass cheeks, she began to grind in a more furious manner. Her legs, bent at the knees, were shaking as the pleasure flowed through her.

  “Wait a minute,” she hissed at him, pulling her hairy cunt out of his face. “I’ll fall on my ass if you make me come this way, Paul.”

  He looked at his mother as she dropped to the floor with him. At her directions, he lay back. Donna opened his jeans with quick fingers, taking his cock out. She threw one leg over his face and lowered her mouth to his cock. Paul looked up into his mother’s hairy crotch, sliding his hand up her thighs and gripping the smooth flesh of her ass cheeks. As Donna lowered her cunt to his mouth, he began licking swiftly, his fingers digging into her ass and pulling her cunt into his mouth. His nose was
buried against her puckered asshole, and Donna mewled as she squirmed her cunt into his face, sucking up and down on his cock frantically. The moist sounds they made filled the room, making Donna sob with intense ecstasy.

  She gobbled at her son’s cock as if his prick would disappear from her hungry mouth, and twisted her bushy cunt violently into his lips, his tongue flying in and out of her juicy cunt. She slipped her hands underneath and clutched at his ass, wishing she had shoved his jeans down so she could feel his ass without anything between them. But at the moment she was too excited to take the time to shove his pants down.

  Her lips raced up and down his cock, her tongue flying with greedy pleasure. She banged and squirmed her cunt furiously into her son’s mouth, mewling with the sensations his tongue made.

  Before Paul came, Donna’s cunt was convulsing with tight spasms about his tongue. She was having more and more multiple orgasms during this one week than she had had in a lifetime. She was making wild, animal-like sounds around his hard, throbbing prick as she sucked in greedy hunger. She managed to lift his balls free of his pants, and she hungrily sucked them into her mouth, trying to get his cock inside, too. Finding this impossible, she quickly engulfed his cock again just in time to catch the creamy spurts of his come juice. She swallowed hungrily as her tongue raced about his piss bole, ecstasy flooding her body with the sweetness that filled her mouth.

  Breathing hard, they rolled away from each other, arms and legs spread wide.

  Paul’s face was smeared with the juices from his mother’s hairy cunt. He turned his face and grinned at her. Donna, with a low gurgle of happiness, began to kiss him, ending with her tongue deep inside his mouth. By the time they parted again, her face was as moist sitting up, her skirt bunched about her waist, she replaced his cock and balls, then tugged his zipper up. “That’s enough of this for a while,” she said. “Your mother has some work to do, you know. I can’t lie around all day fucking and sucking your cock.”

  “I could,” he laughed.

  “That’s because you’re a horny little fuck face,” she teased. “Now, get your sweet ass in the shower or something. I’ve got to clean up this house.”

  While his mother cleaned up the already clean house, Paul stayed near, watching her, reaching out to grab her tits or her ass when she was close. Donna would slap his hands away from her body, but playfully.

  Paul was a delight to her. Last summer he had been eager and willing, but this time he was as insatiable as she was. That pleased her. In the days he had been with her this time around, she was being fucked on the average of four times a day, more than she had gotten fucked in her life. Her son seemed to keep a hard-on, something that amazed and delighted her no end. Gene, her husband, couldn’t keep a hard-on this well, but then Paul was a young boy. He was still discovering the ecstasy of fucking her cunt and mouth.

  When his cock was hard, which seemed to be constantly, Paul would haul his prick out and flash his cock at his mother proudly. She was amused by this, but it excited her, too. He seemed so proud of that hard prick, and rightly so.

  Donna’s cunt, like her sons cock, seemed to be in a constant yearning, a pulsating, steaming, desire. She stayed wet and ready between her creamy thighs, the cheeks of her ass flexing frequently. Her nipples were becoming more sensitive than ever, and she found it quite uncomfortable now to even wear a light blouse about the house. She began going without a blouse, her shapely tits free. She knew her son loved seeing her this way, so she devised a sarong affair that rode low on her rounded hips, with just the top curls of hr cunt hair exposed. It was tied at her hip, with the satiny thigh revealed. When she walked, there was a flash of her dark cunt hair.

  Donna knew the value of the tease, and she went out of her way to keep her son excited. There were times when she wore her garter belt and nylons, with high heels, and nothing else. The high heels emphasized the shapeliness of her legs and thighs, the swell of her beautiful ass. The garment was an erotic frame for her naked beauty, making the curls of her cunt stand out erotically. She posed and positioned herself in such ways that her son could not keep his eyes off her. Even as she prepared meals, she would stand with her naked ass checks writhing and flexing, knowing he was watching.

  They talked a great deal about becoming a family again, but Donna always remained adamant about staying separated from Gene, at least until they could find out what it was that had been missing in their life together. Although she was miserable for nine months out of the year, she was extremely happy in the summer when Paul was with her. She knew that if she returned to her husband, she would have to give up her son as a fuck partner. As much as she still loved Gene and loved fucking him, she knew it would be the same old thing if she moved back with him.

  Despite the talks they had, it was impossible for them to keep their hands off each other. Donna was forever feeling her son’s cock and balls, running her hands over his tight young ass. Paul, on his part, could not get enough sucking of his mother’s tits, running his hand between her creamy thighs and feeling her hairy cunt or the round compact flesh of her ass. They would fondle and feel each other as they talked, then become excited and have to start fucking, or Donna would suck his cock off, or Paul would tongue fuck his mother. Their desires seemed to be on the same level, and they used their mouths and hands and cunt and cock in the same way with a silent agreement.

  There was hardly anything they would not do with each other. Both were excited and anything concerning their bodies.

  Donna and her son were both orally inclined, and spent long hours kissing and sucking and licking at each other. Donna’s delightful ability to have multiple orgasms increased until she was coming five and six times to his one.

  They were in the living room, with the television flickering with summer reruns, neither of them interested in it. Donna was slowly stroking her son’s cock as he fondled her tit in one hand and toyed with the curls of her cunt. They had been sitting on the couch naked, relaxed.

  Turning to her son, she kissed him and said, “You know, darling, I think I may have a surprise for you.”

  “A surprise?”

  “Maybe,” she said. “I’m not sure yet, but I believe I do.”

  “What kind of surprise, Mom,” he asked, working his finger into her tight and well heated cunt. “I like surprises.”

  “If I’m right,” she mewled, “you’ll love this one.”

  “Tell me,” he urged.

  “Not yet I need a day or so first.” Paul slipped his lips down his mother’s stomach, kissing and nibbling. She sighed and leaned back on the couch, spreading her long, tantalizing thighs as he ran the tip of his tongue about the hair of her cunt. When Paul dropped to the floor between her thighs, she lifted them dropped her legs over his shoulders. Paul ran his tongue about her puffy, hair lined cunt lips. Donna writhed her crotch as she squealed in soft pleasure. “Oooo, you’re so sweet to me, baby. I love the way you lick my cunt.”

  “Tastes good, Mom,” he said in a thick voice as his tongue flipped up and down the wet lips of her pussy, teasing about her swollen clit. “You’ve got the sweetest cunt in the world.”

  “You’re biased, that’s all,” she laughed in a throaty way as his tongue fucked into her cunt.

  Cooing and whimpering, she held her son’s face tightly between her hot thighs, grinding her cunt into his sucking mouth. The lips of her hot cunt sucked and squeezed at her son’s tongue as he fucked his tongue in and out. His lips writhed about her sensitive clitoris, and his chin was pressing against the pucker of her asshole. She loved the way Paul clutched the round cheeks of her ass while tongue fucking her. She trembled with pleasure when he dug his finger into the firm flesh, one of them rubbing lightly at her tight asshole.

  With a low laugh, Paul suddenly shoved his mother’s knees up, smashing them against her arching tits, holding her legs as she had his. Donna looked between her thighs at her son, her dark eyes smoldering and flashing with lewd pleasure. Paul gazed at his mother’
s hair rimmed into and the tight ring of her asshole, his eyes almost glassy with desire.

  “Kiss it, darling!” Donna urged, arching her ass up by pulling on her legs. “Kiss it!”

  Paul quickly pressed his face forward, and Donna felt her son’s hot lips kissing at her tight asshole. She shivered and gurgled with delight, watching his eyes just above the dark hair of her cunt. She wiggled her ass about as he kissed, and then started licking at her asshole. She loved the sensation of his wet, hot tongue laping up and down. But Paul didn’t stay there.

  He began to lap the flat surface of his tongue from just past her asshole, over it, then up to fuck his tongue into her wet, boiling cunt. He tongue fucked her a few times, and then returned to his mother’s tight asshole again. Holding his mother’s ass cheeks, he lifted her higher, and his tongue suddenly darted into her asshole. Donna squealed and grabbed for her son’s head, pulling his mouth tight into the crack of her ass. She moved her hips up and down, smearing his face with her ass and pussy. Paul fucked his tongue in and out of his mother’s tight asshole, then back to her cunt again.

  His alternating strokes caused Donna to scream with intense ecstasy, her mind reeling as she tried to focus her glazed eyes on his eyes through the thickness of her cunt hair. She was coming with rippling waves of convulsions, sobbing with the ecstasy. She urged him on with lewd words, knowing he loved hearing her use them. His tongue flew into her asshole easily, and she continued to come. Her body was trembling violently as she yelped and gurgled, sliding her cunt and ass about his face with a frenzy of bubbling passion.

  Donna could stand no more. She lowered her thighs and dropped her feet to the floor, and Paul tried to keep his mouth and tongue going about her asshole and cunt. But she pressed him away, breathing with wheezing gasps. “Please, darling, no more! I can’t stand it if you lick me any more.”

  Reluctantly, Paul pulled his face away from his mother’s ass and cunt, sitting on his heels. His cock throbbed upright with a hardness that seemed impossible. His prick head was extremely swollen and dripping more than she had ever seen before.