Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  “Oh, Davy!” she cried. “That made me come!”

  The lips of her cunt twitched against the head of his cock as the unexpected orgasm rippled through her. Molly was stretching the crotch of her panties wide with the fingers of one hand, and with a tight squeal of hunger, she slammed her cunt downward.

  Davy gasped as he saw his cock stab into his mother’s hairy cunt, felt the liquid fire that seared his prick. Molly’s eyes bulged as she felt her cunt stretch around her son’s cock, her puffy cuntlips smashed at the base. Her long clit seemed to be crushed there, throbbing as her pussy gripped his cock in orgasm. Her upright body trembled and her tits jiggled as she came, squealing with ecstasy.

  When the orgasm faded away, she looked down at her son as if surprised to find his cock inside her pussy. Her eyes were large and wet, slightly unfocused.

  “Davy! Oh, my Lord, Davy!” she hissed. “You’re in me! You’re really inside me!”

  “Yeah!” Davy’s groaned, hardly believing it himself.

  “Baby, honey, darling!” Molly sobbed softly. “Your cock! Baby, your cock is inside my pussy, in my cunt! I didn’t think I’d do it! I didn’t think I’d actually do it!”

  “But, Mother, you said to fuck you!”

  “I know!” she sobbed softly, sitting astride him, her lips grinding slowly. “I know what I said! But I didn’t believe I’d really to it, Davy! My Lord, your cock is actually up my cunt!”

  “Are you gonna fuck me, Mother?” he asked anxiously.

  “I don’t know,” she replied. “I don’t know if I will or not, darling. I want to fuck you, want to badly, but…”

  “You said it was okay, Mother,” he said, twisting his hips, feeling the heat of his mother’s cunt gripping his cock. “You said it wasn’t anyone’s business.”

  “I know what I said,” she wailed. “But… I didn’t really intend to fuck you, Davy! I only wanted to make you feel good, make myself feel good. Now look at what I’ve done! Your cock is in me… your cock is really inside Mother’s cunt!”

  She turned loose of her panties, and the crotch of them stayed to one side, opened by his cock buried into her cunt. She balled her hands into tight fists, gritting her teeth, fighting the urge to pound up and down on his cock, to fuck him wildly.

  Her cunt seemed to grab and suck on his prick, squeeze and relax.

  Drawing her knees along her son’s sides, Molly sat astride him, impaled by this hard, throbbing cock. Her balled fists rested on her thighs. She gazed down at his face, seeing the awe there. Every throb of Davy’s cock was transmitted against the tight, hot, sensitive lips of her cunt, sending sparks up and down her body. She sat trembling, gasping, as surprised as her son to find his cock inside her pussy.

  Despite telling him she was going to fuck him, she really had no intention of taking his cock inside her. Her intention had been to caress the head of his cock with the hairy lips of her pussy, perhaps make them both come that way. And yet she was sitting on him, his cock so deep and hard.

  Davy stared at her pussy, seeing her thick, silky pussy hairs, the way the crotch of her panties stretched away from her cunt. Like his mother, he was gasping, hardly able to believe where his cock was. A tremor went through his body, and without thinking, Davy’s lifted his hips.

  “Oooooh, Davy!” Molly groaned as she felt his cock pressing into her, her wet, fiery cunt lips smashing at the base, her cunt crushed. A shiver ran about her creamy, flawless flesh. “Oh, my Lord!” Molly gasped again.

  Her cunt convulsed once more with orgasm. She didn’t know how it was possible to come simply sitting on his cock, but she was, and coming very strongly, too. Her cunt gripped and sucked at Davy’s cock, the wet heat making his eyes roll in his head. Wave after wave of rippling orgasm burned through Molly’s cunt, her hips trembling in a grinding motion of their own.

  A soft yelp bubbled from Molly, and she began to move, lifting and lowering herself on his cock with jerky movements. The orgasm was starting to fade, but the tight wetness of her cunt continued to cling to his cock. Her clit scraped along the hard shaft of his cock, and with a cry, Molly’s fists opened and she clutched her tits, squeezing them very hard.

  “Ohhhh, Davy!” she sobbed, and began to churn her ass, bouncing on his cock, stabbing her sensitive cunt time and again. “Davy, I can’t help it! Oh, baby, I want it! I’ve got to fuck that cock of yours, baby! I have to! I want to!”

  Drawing her feet forward, Molly used the muscles of her thighs to bounce up and down. She dug hard into her tits, her bulging nipples straining past her fingers. The slapping of her cunt on his cock seemed loud, and there was a delicious, liquid sound. Davy stared hotly, watching his mother’s crotch. He saw the way her hairy cunt wrapped about his prick, saw her extra-long clit sliding up and down. His cock glistened with the juices of her pussy, his balls glowing with fullness.

  “Ohhhh, yes, honey!” Molly hissed hotly, churning and thrashing on top of her son. “Yes, yes!”

  Davy gave in to the urge to lift his hips, to meet the down thrust of his mother’s fiery cunt. He pumped upwards as she came down, withdrawing as she lifted. He stared at his cock fucking into that wet, hairy cunt with hot eyes, fascinated and excited.

  Molly leaned forward, her hands on the bed at each of her son’s shoulders. As she slammed her cunt up and down, her tits jiggled. Her eyes were wide open, but unseeing. She sobbed and cried out, gasping hotly. She twisted and swung her pantied ass round and round, her cunt corkscrewing on his cock. She stretched her long legs down his, her tits smashing in his face. She shoved her arms far above her son’s head, and with her hot thighs tight along his, she began to pump her ass up and down, fucking him. The only part of her body that moved was her ass.

  Davy felt his mother’s tits resting on each side of his face, his nose and mouth pressed between them. He hardly moved, not sure what he was supposed to do. He strained his hips upward, but wasn’t thinking. His mother’s ass pounded furiously, her cunt taking his cock deeply and with hard plunging motions. His hands pressed at his own hips as he struggled to breathe.

  Although Molly felt her son’s breath searing her flesh between her tits, she was absorbed with the ecstasy filling her cunt, with the throbbing hardness of his young cock penetrating her cunt. Her cunt burned and tingled with another swelling orgasm. The cheeks of her rounded ass, encased in her tight panties, bunched and flexed with her efforts.

  With a wet sobbing sound, Molly’s hands rushed down her son’s sides, underneath his ass. She clutched at the young tightness of his ass cheeks, lifting him as she rammed her cunt up and down. She clung to his ass tightly, her fingers digging into the flesh. Her cunt slammed fast and hard, and each time she smashed her clit at the base of his cock, she grunted with rapture. Fire shot through her skin, searing the ends of her nerves, her cunt becoming insatiable. She slammed down hard, with his cock deep inside her boiling cunt, and began to grind wildly, gasping and sobbing with the unbelievable bliss.

  “Oooooh, Davy, Davy!” she whimpered, lifting her chest off his face. “Oh, baby, it’s going to happen again! I’m going to come again!”

  Molly stretched her head up, her eyes clamped shut. She panted and gasped hotly, straining her cunt as hard as she could onto her son’s hard cock. The checks of her ass tightened. She pulled up on Davy’s ass, trying desperately to get more of his hard cock into her greedy cunt.

  “Oh! Ohhhhh, my Lord!” she yelped.

  Her hips jerked, then the orgasm exploded.

  A scream bellowed from Molly as she came. This orgasm was more powerful than the others, threatening to rip her to pieces. Her cunt clawed and sucked at Davy’s cock, hot wet waves pulling on it.

  Davy’s cock felt as if it were being pulled from his body. He gritted his teeth, his hands turning into tight fists.

  Molly, her cunt contracting with mind shattering ecstasy, screamed. “Grab my ass, Davy! Ohhhh, please, grab my ass and squeeze it hard! Hold Mother’s ass, Davy!”

  Davy’s h
ands shot past her shaking hips, his fingers spreading over the stretching nylon of her panties. At the same time, he shoved upward with his cock, an explosion of air gushing out of his lungs.

  Molly shrieked.

  Davy’s cock was squirting rapidly, sending thick spurts of his come juice into her cunt. Molly thought she could feel his come juice spattering the hot, velvet walls of her cunt, but wasn’t sure. Each throb of his cock against the tight lips of her cunt increased the mindless power of her own orgasm. “Davy!” she screamed. “Mother!”

  Molly smashed her cunt as hard as she could onto her son’s spurting cock, her clit crushed at his cock base. She was certain her son was filling her cunt more than it had ever been filled before. Her orgasm burned throughout the expanse of her crotch, making the hairy lips of her cunt blister, causing her asshole to suck inward.

  Molly didn’t know when it ended. She lost several seconds.

  She went limp on top of her son, gasping for air. She became aware that his cock was slowly slipping out of her cunt, and with a groan, she lifted herself from him. She stood weakly at the side of his bed, one hand cupped between her thighs, pressing at her cunt. She felt his come juice dripping out of her pussy and onto her palm.

  Suddenly, she giggled.

  Then Davy was giggling with her.

  CHAPTER THREE

  Molly thought a long time about what she had done.

  She couldn’t find any shame or guilt. What she found was pleasure, total and absolute ecstasy. All night, her cunt burned and pulsated as if demanding more of her son’s cock. Despite that, she slept alone.

  She woke up and turned her head on the pillow. At the edge of the bed were her panties. A slow smile spread over her face as she picked them up. The crotch was sticky with come juice, and with a fuck of her wrist, she tossed them to the floor. Stretching luxuriously, she swung her long legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Again she stretched, catching sight of her reflection in the mirror hanging on the wall. Her tits strained outward as she stood on tiptoe, anus high above her head. Impishly, she stuck her tongue out at herself and entered her bathroom. As she filled the tub, she sat on the toilet and pissed, her piss hissing deliciously into the water.

  Before she stepped into the tub, she heard her son down the hallway. She had one foot inside the tub when Davy entered, grinning at her. Molly stood, giving her son all the time he wanted to look at her. She winked, then stepped into the water and sank down, her nipples just above the surface. She sat in the tub looking at him, seeing the head of his cock showing beneath the fringe of his cutoffs.

  “Are you going somewhere?” she asked, finding her voice husky already.

  “No,” he said, staring at her tits.

  “Then why are you wearing those?”

  “I have to wear something, don’t I?”

  “Not around me, you don’t.” She grinned. “You have a lot of goodies I just love to see.”

  Without hesitation, Davy stepped to the toilet, puffing his cock from the fringe of his cutoffs. Molly gasped and stared at the head of his cock. The golden stream of his piss gushed into the toilet. Molly’s breath caught in her throat as she gazed at him pissing. Beneath the water, she felt a lurch of her clit then the starting of a tingling hunger inside her cunt. She slipped her hand under the water and between her thighs. She gently rubbed at her clit and cunt, her eyes sparkling with heat as she watched her son piss. When he finished, she made a soft moan as he shook his cock, the final bead of piss dropping from the piss hole.

  Davy lowered the toilet cover and sat on it, watching his mother. His eyes fixed upon her tits, and he ran his tongue over his lips.

  “Breakfast isn’t ready,” she said, softly.

  Davy grinned at his mother. “I see my breakfast, Mother,” he said.

  Molly giggled, lifting her free hand to her tit and cupping it. “You want to suck my tits, honey?” she asked. “After last night, I thought you might not want… I’m not sure what I thought.”

  Davy glanced at his mother, and pulled his cock from his cutoffs. Unabashedly, he closed his fingers about it and began to jerk up and down slowly. Molly gasped in pleasure as she watched him jerking his cock. The fingers under the water at her cunt moved faster, agitating her swollen clit and poking between her cuntlips a few times.

  “That’s beautiful, Davy,” she whispered.

  Suddenly, Davy stood, his cock waving from the legs of his shorts. He turned from her and began to rummage in the laundry hamper. Molly watched him, knowing what he was after. When he lifted a pair of her panties out, she watched him wrap them about his cock. Then, with her panties around his prick, Davy began to jack off again. He stood facing his mother, his eyes glowing with delight. Molly saw the head of his cock pressing at the crotch of her worn panties, and somehow this excited her.

  She lifted herself out of the tub and sat on the rim. With her eyes gazing with heat at her son, she spread her thighs as wide as she could, and began to agitate her clit with the fingers of one hand, rapidly stabbing a stiff finger of the other into her cunt. Davy pumped on his pantie wrapped cock, his eyes hot as he watched his mother fingerfucking herself. His mouth gaped open as he panted, his fist moving rapidly, her panties swinging.

  “Ohhhh, Davy!” she mewled. “Do you like that? Do you like the way my panties feel on your cock?”

  Davy nodded, pounding his cock frantically. His eyes never left his mother’s fingers. Molly twisted and pinched and rubbed at her long clit, stabbing herself in the cunt with her other hand. Her eyes blazed with wild excitement as she watched her son jacking off, feeling wanton to be fingerfucking for him at the same time.

  “Let me have my panties a minute,” she gasped.

  Davy stopped pumping on his cock, unwrapped the panties, and handed them to her. Molly turned her panties inside out, and rubbed the crotch up and down her bubbling cunt. Juices smeared on the nylon. Then she stuffed the crotch into her pussy, watching her son with smoldering eyes. Once she had the panties soaked with the juices of her cunt, she handed them back to him. Davy wrapped the pussywet panties around his cock again, and began to slide his fist back and forth on his cock.

  “Is that better?” Molly whispered huskily. “Oh, yes, Mother!” Davy grunted. “I like them nice and wet best.”

  Molly watched him a while, then pulled her fingers from her cunt and stood up. Her legs were trembling as she slipped past him.

  “Come into the bedroom with me,” she said, taking his free hand and pulling.

  Davy came along, still pumping on his cock. Molly kept her eyes on her son as she rummaged about, finding a fresh pair of panties. She stepped into them, still watching his fist move on his cock. She adjusted the crotch, then rubbed her fingers up and down, feeling her cunt inside them. Her pussy seeped juices into the panties, and when she felt they were wet enough, she removed them, turning them inside out. She walked to her son, still gazing at him jacking off. She lifted the panties to his face.

  “Smell, honey,” she said huskily. “Smell how hot and wet my cunt is on my panties.”

  Davy sniffed, his eyes rolling. “Oohhh, nice, Mother!”

  While her son kept jacking off, Molly stood at his side and began rubbing the crotch of her panties about his face.

  “Let me jack it, honey,” she hissed hotly. “Let Mother jack your cock!”

  When her son pulled his hand away, she closed her fist about his pantie-wrapped cock, and began to jack him. At the same time, she rubbed the crotch of her wet panties across her son’s lips. She began to breathe hard, her fist pounding.

  “Kiss them! Kiss Mother’s panties!”

  Without hesitation, Davy kissed at the wet crotch.

  “Lick them!” she urged, pounding faster on his throbbing cock. “Lick my panties, darling! Taste my pussy on my panties!”

  Davy’s young eyes rolled as his tongue darted from his mouth. Molly sucked in an excited hiss of air as she watched him licking at her panties, tasting them. There was som
ething wildly exciting about seeing her son taste her cunt on her panties. Her pussy tightened, juices seeping along her inner thighs.

  “Ooooh, that’s sweet, Davy!” she crooned, jerking his cock hard and fast. “Lick Mother’s panties… I’m going to jack you off, make you come in these panties!”

  With a finger, she pressed the wet crotch of her panties into her son’s mouth. Davy accepted them willingly. She felt her son sucking on her finger and panties, and stuffed every inch of the wet panties into his mouth.

  “Ohhhh, yes, darling! Suck on those panties! Suck Mother’s panties and I’ll jack your hard cock off! Taste Mother’s cunt on those panties and I’ll make you come so hard!”

  Dropping her hand from his face, Molly cupped a cheek of his ass. She squeezed his ass and pumped on his cock, watching him suck hard at the crotch of her panties. His excitement thrilled her, made her cunt pulsate with a wet heat of its own. She pressed her bushy cunt against his hip, rubbing the silky hairs on his flesh. She dug her fingers into his ass, gripping his pantie-wrapped cock as tightly as she could, pumping hard. She watched her son’s face starting to contort, then lowered her eyes to his prick. His prickhead bulged into the crotch of her panties.

  “Come!” she hissed.

  Her fist flew back and forth, beating against his thick cock base, jerking up to his round cockhead.

  Davy began to grunt, his hips jerking.

  “Come!” she urged hotly. “Come in Mother’s panties!”

  With a drawnout grunt, Davy came.

  Molly squealed as she saw the come juice oozing through the crotch of her panties. With a cry of hunger, she dropped to her knees swiftly and darted her tongue out. She flapped the tip of her tongue about his cock, tasting his come juice as it seeped through the thin nylon panties. She clutched the tight cheek of his ass, moaning softly as she tasted that creamy sweetness of his tender young balls.