Bobby elected not to go, and she and Kathy drove to the shopping center. There, she had Kathy try on skirts and dresses, but when Kathy wanted jeans, Donna refused.
“You should look like a girl, Kathy,” she said. “You look very lovely in those dresses. Now, underwear.”
Donna allowed Kathy to select panties, and they bought a dozen, but Kathy outright refused bras. Donna wasn’t bothered much by her refusal. After they loaded their purchases into the car, they shopped for various toilet articles, and, as Donna moved about rows, she was acutely conscious of the girl’s hand brushing her hip more than was necessary. Kathy stood close to her, pressing against her as they selected what they wanted to buy. Donna could not understand the constant pulsation of her cunt, the wetness that soaked into the crotch of her panties, or the almost painful swell of her cunt.
It had been a long time since Donna had enjoyed a fuck, but not because she was a cold woman. On the contrary, she was more erotically minded than many women. She just did not like the hassle of meeting men, fending them off with their one-night-stand desires. Donna wanted to fuck, but she wanted a man on a permanent basis, not fucking in some sleazy motel room with someone different every time.
Back in the car, with Kathy wearing one of her new dresses, Donna sat for a while before starting the engine. There was a familiar weakness in her body, and she knew what it was. It was a burning, almost desperate need between her thighs. Somehow, Kathy had sparked the heat within her cunt. She looked at Kathy, who sat quietly against the door. Kathy’s skirt was hiked almost to her lap, and those long thighs were exposed, teasing Donna, almost calling out to be touched and caressed. Kathy gazed steadily into Donna’s eyes, the heat literally steaming from the blue depths.
“Thank you, Donna,” Kathy whispered, “for buying me these clothes.”
“You’re welcome, honey,” Donna said, and she gave in to the impulse to run her fingers through the dark-blonde hair. “Pretty girls need pretty dresses.”
Then she closed her arm about Kathy’s shoulder, pulling her against her body. Kathy mewled with pleasure as she pressed against Donna, and then Donna’s breathing stilled. Kathy’s small hand had brushed over one of her tits. At first Donna thought it was accidental, but then the hand moved across her tit again, this time with more pressure on the nipple.
Donna trembled, unable to still the sudden desire that flared inside her slender body. She hugged Kathy tightly and kissed the smooth forehead, and she felt the little girl very deliberately, very slowly, cup her tit and squeeze gently.
Pulling away, her eyes glazed and her body shivering, Donna started the car and drove from the parking area. Kathy remained close to her, the girl’s sweet thigh brushing hers.
By the time they arrived home, Donna was moist with sweat, and it was not due to the heat of the day. Once in the house, she rushed to her bedroom and quickly into the adjoining bath, where she ran a cool shower over her heated body.
Something was happening. She didn’t know what it was, but she knew it was because of Kathy.
CHAPTER TWO
Kathy bounced about the house happily, helping Donna with all the household chores. She bubbled with gaiety, giggling a great deal, chattering about anything and everything.
Donna wondered why Kathy was always so close to her and why she seemed to find opportunities to touch her. Donna was sure it had been accidental, but the touches continued, coming more often. And Kathy didn’t just touch her arm or back but seemed to always manage a brush across Donna’s tits, her hips, and even her ass a number of times.
Donna’s cunt was in a turmoil of steaming desire. Her pussy was wet and throbbing, her clitoris about to melt from the overpowering heat between her thighs.
While Bobby watched television, she and Kathy washed up the dinner dishes. Kathy was still bubbling with youthful vitality, and, standing side-by-side at the kitchen sink, Donna felt Kathy bump her hips often. When their eyes met, sparks of desire seemed to fly between them. Finished with the dishes, Donna dried her hands and turned, finding herself facing Kathy. The blonde girl was looking up into her face sweetly, a slight smile on her moist lips. Then, with no words spoken between them, Kathy wrapped her arms about Donna’s waist and hugged, pressing her small body tightly against Donna. For a moment Donna did not respond, then she wrapped her arms about Kathy’s shoulders. She felt Kathy pressing her crotch against her thigh and gasped when the girl spread her long thighs apart, that hot crotch tight against her leg.
Donna began to tremble but could not turn Kathy loose. Even when Kathy’s hands moved from her waist, dropping down and cupping the shapely cheeks of her ass, Donna could not move. She could hardly breathe, and a gurgling sound came from her when she realized Kathy was fondling her ass through her dress. And, as she fondled Donna’s ass, Kathy rubbed her cunt up and down Donna’s thigh.
She wanted to protest when Kathy’s fingers dug into the cheeks of her ass, squeezing deliberately. But it felt so good, so very good. It had been years since anyone had felt her ass this way, and Donna was responding. She was also responding to the rubbing motion of Kathy’s cunt on her thigh. Donna pressed her thigh between Kathy’s legs, feeling the heat of that succulent pink cunt.
Kathy was purring softly against her tits, and Donna clung to the shoulders of the girl tightly. She felt Kathy pulling her skirt up in back but had no power to stop her. She felt the girl’s hot hands move along the backs of her naked thighs, the touch feathery light. Then Kathy was holding the cheeks of her ass again, with only flimsy panties between her palms and Donna’s ass. With a conscious thought, Donna’s ass flexed, clenching as Kathy fondled and squeezed.
Their breathing was loud in the kitchen as they clung to each other tightly. Every nerve in Donna’s body was screaming for release, her cunt pulsating wildly, hotter than she remembered it ever being. She could feel the tight tits of Kathy pressing below her own, the nipples hard and searing through their dresses. She shivered as the girl slipped one hand into the elastic waist of her bikini panties and began feeling about the creamy, swelling ass cheek.
Donna pressed her thigh harder into Kathy’s cunt, feeling her pussy rub up and down. Her own hands moved now, and Donna was surprised to find she was cupping the small, tight ass of Kathy, drawing her cunt tighter against her thigh.
“Ooooo,” Kathy mewled.
Donna’s hands held the small ass cheeks, finding them to fit perfectly in her palms. She squeezed the tight flesh, bringing whimpers of desire from Kathy. She felt the little girl tracing a fingertip up and down the crack of her ass, and Donna could not prevent the orgasms that suddenly rippled through her cunt. She shook with ecstasy, pressing her convulsing cunt harder against Kathy’s rubbing thigh. She held the firm ass cheeks tightly as she came, a soft sobbing sound of pleasure coming from her constricted throat.
“Oh, Donna!” Kathy whispered. “I feel it… feel you! You’re coming, huh, Donna?”
“Yes,” Donna hissed huskily. “Oh, God… yes!”
Then, ashamed of herself, Donna pulled away quickly, turning her back to Kathy. But Kathy pressed up against her back, pressing her stomach along Donna’s still-trembling ass cheeks, her arms tight about her waist. Donna felt moist lips at her neck as Kathy kissed her.
Then, abruptly, Kathy released her and skipped from the kitchen.
For a long time Donna remained where she stood, gazing vacantly at the far wall. She couldn’t understand why she had responded so eagerly, so wantonly toward Kathy.
Later, lying in bed, Donna gave serious thought to the girl.
Kathy did everything she could to please her, she knew. The girl had only been with them a full day and one night, but already Kathy had shown her eagerness to please. All Donna had to do was mention something, and Kathy jumped to do it immediately, and she did it with happiness.
Staring at the dark ceiling, Donna moved her hands up and down her body. Her dark brown hair fanned about her head on the pillow. The sheet was at her waist, her
tits naked and arching in shapely firmness. Her tits were throbbing with hardness as she teased them with gentle twisting and pinches. Sliding her hand down under the sheet, Donna ran her fingers through the dark curls of her cunt, then traced her pussy slit with a fingertip. She could feel the pulsations of her cunt lips, and her cunt was almost too sensitive to touch. Drawing her knees up, then spreading them, Donna began to rub her cunt with her middle finger, and, before she knew it, she was fingerfucking herself slowly, sliding her finger deeply. Her hips writhed as she began to moan softly, her eyes closing. Behind her lids she was seeing Kathy, seeing her in the tub, seeing her succulent tits and sugary pussy and tight little ass.
Her finger fucked faster, and her hips began to pump up and down. She felt her cunt gripping her fingers as she came, whimpering in pleasure.
Her body relaxed, her legs sliding downward again, but spreading out wide.
“Goddamn it!” she hissed into the darkness, throwing the sheet from her body and sitting on the edge of the bed.
She couldn’t stand it.
“Shit, shit, shit!” she spat softly, getting to her feet. She pulled her robe on and started from the room.
A light at the end of the hall caught her attention. Wondering who was out of bed at this time of night, she walked toward the light. Passing Bobby’s bedroom, she saw his bed was empty, and so was the bed given over to Kathy in the guestroom. Curious now, Donna began to walk quietly. The light was on in the kitchen, and she peered around the corner.
“Oh!” she gasped, quickly pressing her knuckles to her mouth to cunt the sound off.
Kathy and Bobby were in the kitchen, and Kathy was resting back on the table. She held her upper body up by her elbows, looking at Bobby. Bobby was sitting on a chair, gazing at Kathy. The little girl had her heels hooked on the edge of the table, her knees spread very wide. Donna could see the sugary pink cunt, with the blonde fuzz, and her son was staring at the girl’s pussy. Kathy was whispering to Bobby, but the words weren’t clear to Donna. As she watched, Kathy shoved one hand down her flat stomach and moved her fingertips slowly about the slightly puffy lips of her pussy as Bobby watched. Donna could see the excitement in her son’s eyes as he leaned close, watching Kathy play with her cunt. Lowering her gaze to the front of her son’s pajamas, she saw the way his cock made a tent there. He had a hard-on, she saw, the way he had had in the living room the night before.
Kathy must have said something naughty to Bobby, because Donna saw her son move his hand. Bobby gingerly touched Kathy’s cunt, and the sigh of pleasure the girl made came to Donna’s ears. She saw Kathy lift her hips and arch her cunt closer to Bobby as he felt her pussy. Her son’s eyes were gleaming with heat, and his other hand began to press against his hard-on.
Donna knew she should say something, let them know she was there. But she also wanted to see how far they would go. Remembering what had happened in the kitchen between her and the exquisite girl, Donna felt she had no right to deny her own son the same pleasure.
Seeing Bobby stab his linger into Kathy’s cunt, Donna felt her own pussy start to steam. She could see the way those sweet, pink cunt lips closed about her son’s finger as he fucked his finger in and out, and Kathy twisted her little ass about with delight, her blue eyes glassy as she looked between her thighs at Bobby. Then Kathy, with her ass lifted off the table, began to twist and churn her crotch while Bobby fingerfucked her. She threw her head back, her eyes closed, humping up and down. She made loud gurgling sounds of ecstasy, which Donna could hear.
Then a low wail came from Kathy.
Donna saw her small body shudder and knew Kathy was coming, her cunt gripping Bobby’s finger wetly. It seemed to be a long drawnout orgasm because Kathy’s hips churned up and down for some time, and Bobby kept fucking his finger in and out of that succulent cunt.
Finally, Kathy lowered her small ass to the table, and Bobby pulled his finger free. His cock was very hard, and Donna saw his prick now sticking up through the fly of his pajamas. The cock head was swollen, looking moist. She felt drawn to her son’s cock, her eyes blazing hotly at his prick.
“You wanna do it to me now?” she heard Kathy say. “You can do it to me now if you really want to, Bobby.”
“Really?” Donna heard her son say.
“I told you so, didn’t I?” Kathy came back.
“Didn’t I tell you we could do it if I stayed here?”
Donna’s son stood up, his cock jutting out. Donna stared at it, licking her lips, feeling a strange excitement, sensing a need to walk into the room with them. But she remained where she was, concealed around the corner, peering at them.
“It’s best if you take your pants off,” Kathy said, spreading her legs very wide on the table. “That way you can feel it better.”
Hurriedly, Bobby shoved, his pajamas to his feet, and Donna’s pulse raced as she saw her son’s naked body. His cock was so strong, so hard, with those precious balls dangling below. His ass was as small as Kathy’s, but looked much tighter, more muscular.
Kathy’s head was lifted again, her blue eyes looking down between her thighs as Bobby moved his cock toward her cunt. Donna, too, was watching, holding her breath. She saw her son brush the head of his cock up and down that sweet pussy slit. Kathy cooed with delight as Bobby rubbed his dripping cock along her cunt.
“Golly, you feel hot,” Bobby said, his voice thick with desire.
“I’m supposed to be hot,” Kathy replied. “At least I am down there. My pussy is always hot, and I bet I can always make your cock hard, too.”
Bobby giggled nervously and Kathy made a happy gurgle as she lifted her cunt a bit.
“You stick it in me now,” she said.
“What if I come?” Bobby wanted to know. “I might come before I know it.”
“That’s okay,” Kathy said. “If you come, just come, that’s all.”
“Will you let me do it again even if I come fast?”
“We can do it all the time,” Kathy said. “Besides, I like it when a guy comes in me. It makes my pussy feel good.”
“Okay,” Bobby replied. “I’m gonna put it in you now.”
“Ooooo, do it!”
Donna, her legs shaking, watched her son slip the swollen head of his cock into Kathy’s cunt. As his prick slithered between those boiling wet cunt lips, Kathy gave a soft sob of ecstasy. She rested her head back on the table. She held her crotch up, though, and Donna could see her son fuck the full length of his cock into that hot little pussy.
“Pump your ass!” Kathy yelped. “Now you gotta pump your ass and fuck me! Oooooo, you sure feel good inside my pussy, Bobby! Come on… you gotta fuck me now!”
Donna could hardly breathe as she saw her son’s cock fucking in and out of Kathy’s cunt. The excitement rumbled through her like hot liquid, slicing at her nerves and scalding her cunt. She could see those wet, pink tight lips of Kathy’s cunt clinging to her son’s cock as he fucked in and out. Then Kathy drew her knees up and back, holding them against her small tits, swinging her creamy little ass up and down, grinding into Bobby’s cock. She made hot sounds of ecstasy as her naked little ass churned and thrashed on the table. Kathy was a blur of motion, but only from her waist down.
Donna was biting her bottom lip, confusion filling her. She didn’t know what to do about this. On one hand, she wanted to stop it, but on the other she wanted to watch, finding the sight intensely exciting.
Watching the two young ones fucking was one of the most beautiful sights she had ever seen. The way her son’s cock fucked in and out of that gripping cunt, the way his almost hairless balls swung back and forth, the way Kathy thrashed and tossed her sweet ass about it was all beautiful.
Donna had not realized the beauty of seeing someone fucking before. She had never been voyeuristic, although she enjoyed looking at men and boys wearing tight jeans, their cocks bulging, wondering what their pricks would feel like inside her cunt. But she was not really a peeker.
There were moist
sounds coming from Kathy’s cunt and Bobby’s cock, the liquid sounds that only a cock fucking into a wet, hot cunt can make.
Donna was unaware that her hand was inside her robe and between her thighs. But she was aware of the steaming desire swelling through her body. The vision before her — Kathy on the table with her knees drawn back, beautiful naked ass lifted, Bobby’s cock fucking in and out of that sugary cunt — filled her senses more than ever.
“Do you like it, Bobby?” she heard Kathy squealing as she banged her ass up and down. “Is it as good as I told you it would be?”
“Golly yes!” her son groaned.
“You really like it, huh?”
“It’s the best, Kathy!”
“Then fuck me faster!” Donna heard the little girl urge, twisting her uplifted ass frantically. “Fuck me real fast, and go as deep as you can! Your cock feels real good in my pussy, Bobby! Really fuck my pussy fast!”
Donna saw her son fucking his throbbing hard cock almost brutally into Kathy’s receptive cunt. Kathy, she saw, was almost out of her mind with ecstasy as he fucked her hard, his ass bunching with effort. She saw his balls slapping at the curve of Kathy’s ass, saw the way his cock glistened wetly as he withdrew only to fuck back in deeply. The sounds of grunts and squeals became louder, and Donna knew they were both quickly approaching the point of orgasm. She would have liked to watch the come juice spurt from her son’s cock, but that was impossible since his prick was so deep in Kathy’s cunt, and she knew without a doubt that Kathy would not let Bobby jerk his cock out when he started coming.
“Ooooooeeee!” Kathy wailed, churning her ass fast and hard against Bobby’s fucking cock. “Ohhhh, you’re really making me come, Bobby! I’m coming… can you feel my cunt come with your cock?”
Donna saw her son slam his cock hard into Kathy’s convulsing cunt. His body went stiff, and his face contorted. She knew her son was flooding that overheated cunt with thick, sweet come juice. A tremor shot through Donna, and she, too, began to come. Her cunt throbbed against her palm and she came with a tight, liquid heat that was very strong.
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