Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  She was sucking hard on his balls and trying to press her nose into his tightly puckered ass when she came.

  The power of her orgasm sent her naked body shaking, her hips twirling as she banged her cunt harshly into her son’s face. While her cunt exploded with ecstasy, Molly shoved her hands off her ass and closed her tits about his cock. Davy began to fuck swiftly into the valley, his balls and asshole banging into her face. Molly’s tongue darted out of her mouth, tasting his balls and asshole, feeling his hot hardness against her tits, her cunt convulsing mindlessly.

  “Come!” she shouted.

  With a muffled grunt, Davy’s cock spurted the hot come juice from his piss hole. The thick, creamy come juice splattered Molly’s tits, increasing her orgasm with stronger contractions. She wailed into his ass, her tongue racing, urging him to come and come all over her tits. Davy, while he came, kept tongue fucking his mother’s squeezing cunt.

  Then he sagged on top of her. His legs stretched out past her head, and Molly’s face was in his ass. Her own legs straightened, too, spread wide as her son rested his cheek against her twitching cunt.

  They rested a moment, then Molly felt her son squirming. When he started to roll from her, she grabbed at his ass, keeping him in position. His cock, soft and moist rested on her tits, and she wanted to hold the feeling as long as she could. Davy stopped squirming, relaxing on top of her. She caressed his ass and the backs of his thighs tenderly.

  When she felt the warm wetness drenching her tits, she gurgled, knowing her son was pissing. She hugged him round his ass, pressing his cock tight against her tits, feeling the heat of his hot piss soaking her naked tits.

  While Davy was still pissing, she put her hands on his hips and urged him lift up. As he drew his knees back under again, Molly dipped her chin down and saw the golden piss spewing from his cock, splashing over her firm, upstanding tits. She squealed softly with pleasure, and began to spurt piss against her son’s resting cheek. Davy felt it, and pressed his cheek tighter into his mother’s cunt. But that wasn’t enough for Molly.

  She pulled her son’s hips back, and mewled as the hot piss streamed along her chest and then her neck. She pulled until her son’s cock was a few inches from her face, taking the delicious, golden piss into her face. Davy, too, lifted his head. He stared at he hairy lips of his mother’s cunt, seeing her pissing a strong stream. As his mother opened her mouth, Davy lowered his face into the hot stream of his mother’s piss, gurgling softly. Molly tasted her son’s piss between her lips, and spread her mouth wide. She didn’t swallow, but let her mouth fill and run over her cheeks.

  Davy began to suck at his mother’s piss, his lips opened and around her cunt. Molly saw his cock jerk, and knew he was about finished. Eagerly, she lifted her head and closed her lips about the head of his cock, letting him finish pissing directly into her mouth, and she began to swallow wetly.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Molly kept thinking about what happened at the shopping center. The more she thought about it, the more she realized how much she had enjoyed it. Not necessarily sucking the cock of some strange man, but sucking her son off in a place where discovery was possible. She realized she had enjoyed it, too, when her dress had blown up.

  She had never really thought of herself as an exhibitionist, at least not much of one. She found sonic mild pleasure in wearing skirts slit high to show off her legs, tight enough to mold to her shapely ass or tits. Most women enjoyed that sort of exhibitionism, she knew. Otherwise they wouldn’t wear such clothing. But she knew now that she wanted to expose more of herself than just a tightly clad ass, her long legs, or firm, upstanding tits behind tight sweaters and blouses.

  Many times she had seen a girl or woman reveal their enticing thighs, and sometimes their panties, by sitting carelessly in public places. Now she understood why they did so.

  “I see your cunt, Mother,” Davy said, breaking into her thoughts.

  She smiled at him, opening her legs a bit more.

  She was sitting on the front lawn, enjoying the hot weather, watching her son work on his bicycle. She had no idea what he was doing; anything mechanical was a mystery to her. He had chains and gears and tiny little metal pieces out of his bike, and was smearing some thick looking stuff on them. He was in his cutoffs, as usual. She wore a skirt and blouse, but was totally naked underneath.

  Molly’s eyes dropped significantly to the front of his cutoffs, drawing her knees to her chin. Her skirt covered her knees, but from his position, Davy could see the backs of her creamy thighs and the hairy lips of her cunt. The fact that she was facing the sidewalk excited her. If someone should walk by, they, too, would see her cunt. Some boys and girls were up the sheet, riding bicycles and tossing a ball, but no one was anywhere near them to see her exposure.

  “Look all you want, darling,” she murmured. “I don’t mind if you see my cunt out here.”

  “I might get a hard-on,” he grinned back at her. “Then what?”

  “Anything you want,” she teased, licking her lips with her pink tongue. “Anything at all.”

  Molly adjusted her skirt so she was sitting with her naked ass on the lawn. She looked at the boys and girls down the street, ready to lower her legs if one of them started toward them. Letting her son see her pussy outside this way was exciting.

  She noticed the head of her son’s cock could be seen, barely, past the fringe of his cutoffs. It pleased her that he wasn’t wearing shorts, even those new hip-hugging ones. They were for play anyway.

  When she saw a little girl coming toward them, Molly shoved her feet out, her legs straight on the lawn, her skirt covering her knees. The girl was a cute little blonde, the cuddly type, she saw. She was wearing a pair of very tight shorts, her exquisite little ass revealed by the tightness. Her legs were long and slim, tanned beautifully. Molly glanced at the front of the girl’s T-shirt and saw only the very tiny beginnings of tits.

  “Hi, Davy,” the girl said as she stood near Davy. “Whatcha doing?”

  “Fixing my bike,” he replied.

  Molly glanced at the head of his cock, wondering if the girl could see it, too. She saw the shorts of the girl were high and tight, and her little pink panties were showing. So many girls today wore shorts with the cheeks of their asses showing, she thought, and this little girl was no different. She wished it had been possible when she was this girl’s age.

  There was something sweet and innocently delicious about the little girl’s body, those creamy slim thighs and rounded tight ass. Molly found herself wondering what it would be like to bury her face into that lovely little ass, to taste that succulent cunt, perhaps thrust her tongue into the small asshole. Then she imagined seeing the little girl pissing, perhaps squatting, knees wide open, her pretty face radiant with pleasure. She felt her own cunt starting to throb against the soft grass, and gazed at her son’s cock again. She paid no attention to their conversation, although she noticed that her son peeked up between the girl’s thighs secretly.

  She imagined seeing her son fucking the girl, his cock stabbing into her tight, sweet, cunt. Her long clit became swollen and she wondered if she was about to come just thinking such things. The grass tickled her naked ass, and she gazed hungrily at the little girl’s body. She turned her eyes back to the head of her son’s cock, and almost giggled when she saw it starting to harden, stretching outward.

  Someone called the little girl, and with a wave, she ran off to join the group down the street.

  Watching that cute ass twist as the girl ran, Molly pulled her knees back to her chin again, and when she looked back at her son, the head of his cock was sticking from his shorts.

  “You wanted to fuck her, didn’t you, Davy?” she asked softly.

  “I saw her panties, Mother,” Davy said, staring at his mother’s once-again exposed thighs and cunt. “I wonder if she fucks.”

  “All girls fuck,” Molly said. “The right place, the right time, the right person… they’ll all fuck. Just like men.”


  Davy wasn’t working on his bike now; he was sitting there, greasy, staring at his mother’s cunt, his cock stretching outward, almost half of it showing now. Molly licked her lips, swallowing with hunger. Deliberately, she began to piss. She didn’t piss hard and strong, but just enough so her son could see the golden piss dribble from her hairy cunt to the grass. Davy’s eyes widened with pleasure, his cock jerking into a full hardness.

  Giggling, Molly lifted herself until she was squatting. She kept her skirt at her knees so no one could see, but her knees were open for her son’s eyes. She didn’t mind if her skirt became wet as it draped about her ass.

  Once she was squatting, she let it go with force. The golden stream spewed out with a hissing sound, the curls of her pussy hair getting wet.

  “Your cock is showing, baby,” she said huskily.

  “Yeah,” Davy replied, staring at his mother’s pissing cunt.

  Playfully, Molly spurted piss in short bursts, giggling lewdly. She twisted her hips, trying to make designs with piss. By the time she finished, her son’s cock was stretched in full hardness from his cutoffs.

  “I want that,” Molly whispered in a thick voice.

  “Not out here, Mother,” he said, grinning at her.

  “Why not?” she teased. “We might have an orgy.” She glanced at the group of boys and girls down the street. “But you’re right, we better go in.”

  “Like this?” Davy asked, pointing at his cock.

  “How else?” she said, standing up. The insides of her thighs were wet, with piss or pussy juice, she didn’t know or care.

  Turning, she walked to the door, pausing to look over her shoulder to see if her son was following. She saw him look nervously down the street, then try to adjust his hard-on when he got to his feet. It didn’t work; the head of his cock kept sticking out from his shorts.

  “I’d say you better hurry if you don’t want someone to see that precious hard-on,” Molly said, opening the door. On an impulse, she flipped the back of her skirt to her waist, waggling her naked ass. “Take that, honey.”

  She giggled and wiggled, she didn’t care if someone saw her waggling her naked ass; her cunt was on fire and desperate for her son’s cock.

  Davy came to the house, walking fast, the head of his cock leading the way. The moment he was inside the house, he shut the door, jerking his shorts aside so his cock and balls were free. With a squeal of eagerness, Molly held her skirt around her waist, and dropped to her hands and knees in the middle of the floor.

  “Ran it to me!” she urged hotly. “Ram that beautiful hard cock up my cunt hard and fast! Don’t fuck around, Davy! Fuck me hard and fast, quickly!”

  Davy went to his knees and behind his mother, grabbing at her naked ass with both hands. His cock stabbed with perfect aim, penetrating Molly’s cunt with a single stab, Molly groaned. The immediate response of her cunt was to clutch tightly, her clit burning.

  Holding his mother’s ass, Davy pounded frantically, smacking against his mother’s upturned, churning ass.

  “Oh, fuck me hard!” Molly moaned, feeling her tits swinging inside her blouse from the force of his inward thrusts. “Fuck me hard as you can, Davy!”

  Each thrust of his cock caused Molly to gasp with pleasure. Her head hung down, her dark hair swinging about her face. She loved the way he buffeted at her ass, his balls swinging. She strained her ass against him, the friction of his young hard cock sending shooting sparks of rapture throughout her being. She scooted slowly on the floor as her son beat his cock powerfully into her searing pussy. Her nipples rubbed at the fabric of her blouse, creating a more intense pleasure for her.

  “Oh, yes!” she wailed. “Harder, baby, harder! Ohhh, Lord, ram it to me! My cunt is so fucking hot, Davy! Oooooh, Mother’s cunt is going to eat your lovely cock up!”

  Davy stabbed swiftly, his cock sliding in and out of the juicy cunt of his mother, making liquid sounds. He stared down at the way her pussy clutched his prick, her asshole puckering. The base of his cock seemed to be coated with foamy wetness.

  “Up my ass!” Molly suddenly yelled. “Fuck me up my ass!”

  Hardly missing a stroke, Davy pulled his cock from his mother’s cunt and, as he had done with her pussy, stabbed quickly against her asshole.

  Molly shrieked, but it wasn’t the scream of woman in pain. It was the sound of a woman experiencing a wild, lusting hunger. Her asshole parted and expanded for her son’s cock, stretching tightly about it. Davy drove his cock deep with a single plunge, and Molly’s mouth opened with that fantastic sensation of her asshole spreading wide.

  Davy banged into his mother’s asshole brutally, the harder he rammed into her, the better Molly loved it. She felt as if her asshole was stretching more than ever before, and each sliding friction of his cock sent chills of perverse ecstasy about her creamy flesh. His balls now slapped at the swollen lips of her juicy cunt. Molly strained her ass back against her son, lowering her head and shoulders to the floor. She arched her ass high, lewdly, and shot her hands behind her body. She clutched the cheeks of her ass and pulled, stretching them as open as she could. It seemed her son could fuck her deeper now, and she began to cry with the intensity of hot pleasure.

  “Ohhh, fuck my ass! Fuck Mother in the hot asshole!” she moaned. “Ohhh, that’s wonderful, Davy! Ohhh, baby, your cock stretches my fucking asshole so big! Ahhhh, yes, darling… ram Mother’s tight, hot asshole!”

  Davy pumped hard, gritting his teeth as he gazed at the brown ring of his mother’s asshole gripping his cock.

  “Now my cunt!” Molly groaned. “Fuck my cunt, now! Ohhh, darling, fuck Mother in the pussy! Please, baby, fuck my twat with your cock!”

  Davy reacted quickly, jerking his cock out of her asshole, bringing a moan from Molly. Her asshole squeezed shut immediately, and her cunt seemed to open and accept his cock of its own volition. Once more, Davy drove his cock deep and hard into his mother’s cunt, grunting with the delight he felt. His balls were very tight at the base, tingling with a mild aching sensation. They were full and hard, loaded with the creamy sweetness his mother demanded so often.

  “Fuck that cunt, Davy!” Molly kept groaning. “Fuck Mother’s cunt, fuck Mother’s twat, fuck Mother’s hot pussy, fuck… fuck Mother’s… ohhhh, yes, darling! I can feel your cock throbbing in my snatch, my cunt, my pussy! Oooooh, baby, my cunt is so hungry for your hard cock!”

  “Take it, Mother!” Davy yelped, ramming powerfully into her pussy. “Take my cock up your wet, hairy cunt!”

  “I am! Ooooo, I am and I will!”

  Molly’s tits smashed and scraped at the carpet from the violence of her son’s thrusts. She loved it, and smashed her tits harder on the floor, lifting her ass high to his cock.

  “Now my ass!” Molly screeched. “Fuck me up the ass!”

  Quickly, Davy yanked his cock from his mother’s cunt and, as before, drove it into her asshole with one plunge. Molly, still holding the cheeks of her ass with both hands, screamed in ecstasy as the burning sensation again rippled around her fiery asshole.

  Davy no longer listened to his mother’s directions. He began to fuck into her asshole and then her cunt, taking a few stabs into each. Molly, her mind soaring with lewdness, could hardly tell where his cock was at any given time, and didn’t care. As long as her son was fucking her cunt or asshole, that was all she cared about. Her pussy was squeezing inward, her clit throbbing. She was building to a tremendous orgasm, and she tried to pull the cheeks of her ass even more open, desperate to give her son complete and total access to her cunt and asshole. The insane desire to take her son totally into her asshole and cunt was driving her out of her mind. She wanted cock and balls and fingers and tongues inside her boiling cunt and fiery asshole, all at the same time.

  Molly’s whole crotch felt widened, opened, to her son’s cock. She felt as if her cunt and asshole were her total being.

  “Up your ass!” Davy grunted, plunging his cock into his mother’s asshole. “U
p your tight fucking ass!”

  “Yes!” Molly screamed. “Oh, yes!”

  “Up your hairy cunt!” Davy yelped, jerking his cock from her asshole and ramming it violently into her pussy.

  “Yes!” Molly shrieked.

  “In your hot cunt!”

  He drove his cock deep into Molly’s sucking pussy.

  “Now your ass!”

  His cock stabbed her burning asshole.

  “Now your cunt!”

  Davy called out in a strangled voice as he took turns fucking into his mother’s cunt, then her asshole.

  “Your ass… your cunt! Now your asshole… now your fucking cunt! Up your tight asshole… up your wet, hairy twat…”

  Over and over, he groaned, fucking from Molly’s asshole to her cunt.

  Her tits smashed at the floor, being rubbed as he pounded into her. Molly was unable to keep her grip on the cheeks of her ass, and shoved her hands past her head and began to claw at the floor.

  It couldn’t last much longer.

  Molly’s cunt was on fire with throbbing heat. Her clit felt as if it were about to burst. She screamed loudly.

  “Now!”

  The spasms of her orgasms sent her body shuddering. Davy’s cock was inside it, and her hairy pussy lips grabbed at his prick, desperately sucking with rippling reflexes. Everything about Molly’s body seemed to explode.

  “I gotta come, Mother!” Davy yelled.

  The first spurt of his come juice splashed hotly along the walls of her contracting cunt. But by the time his second gush exploded from his piss hole, Davy had his cock up his mother’s asshole again. Molly didn’t know how her son had managed it, but he was driving his cock into her cunt and asshole as he came. Come juice smeared the crack of her ass, the curls of her cunt with most of it inside her pussy or asshole.

  Every muscle of her body suddenly relaxed, and she sprawled forward on the floor. Her son’s cock came free of her pussy, and left him standing there on his knees. A last spurt of come juice exploded from his cock and smacked the crinkle of his mother’s asshole just before her rounded ass cheeks closed.