Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Realizing her husband preferred her wet mouth to her wet cunt, Wendy gladly sucked him off every time he wanted it. But it wasn’t his cock she sucked; it was her father’s cock. She never told her husband about her fantasies, and when he drove over the cliff that rainy night, he had died, never knowing what was in her mind all those years.

  Now her husband was gone, but her father was still living alone in the same house she grown up in. He was a widower, but still able to take care of himself, living in a decent retirement. She called in often, spoke for hours on the phone, concerned if he needed anything. But they never mentioned the things they had done when she was young. Her father had not said anything during those times, and he said nothing about them now. Nor did Wendy. It was something they simply didn’t talk about.

  She spread her legs wider as she rested her head on the back of the couch, looking down at her nakedness. She ran her fingers through the blonde curls again, wondering why her father never touched her cunt. So many men and boys had wanted to touch her cunt, to feel it, but her father never had. But he knew, surely, that she wanted him to. She didn’t understand why he loved to have her hand on his cock, jacking him off over her stomach, but never touching her body at all. Despite the heat she felt, despite the yearning to have her father touch her, fuck her, she was pleased to give him his pleasure by her hands just the same.

  Her tits jutted up firmly, her nipples a darker pink now than they had been when she was a teenager. She knew her father would love her tits now. She thought how strange it was that he had stopped playing those delightful games with her when she married. Maybe it was due to her moving out and into a place of her own with her husband, not being as available as before.

  She listened to the shower going, thinking of her son again as she fondled the soft hair of her cunt. She was getting quite wet now, and when she touched her pussy with her fingertip, her hips jerked with sensation. She felt the heat start, the same sort of heat she had felt with her father.

  Getting to her feet, Wendy pulled her robe about her nakedness, drew in a deep breath, and started for the hall.

  CHAPTER TWO

  She stood outside the closed door of the bathroom, trembling, not trying to turn her wild thoughts away. Her clit was very hard now, and her juices were making her thighs slippery.

  She pushed at the door and steam came at her.

  She stood looking at the sliding doors of the shower. Her son’s body was outlined behind them, but not clearly. She saw him shampooing his hair, and her eyes moved down the vague outline of his body. She could just see a shadowy protrusion that was his cock and balls, the curve of his tight ass and long legs.

  She opened the belt of her robe, puffing it aside to show her body. She moved to the shower doors, and with her breath caught in her throat, slowly pushed the door open with the hiss of the shower, Tony did not hear the door move. He had his eyes closed against the shampoo, scrubbing at his hair. Wendy stared at his body, seeing his cock and balls. A tuft of hair grew about the base of her son’s cock, and his balls looked full and heavy. She imagined his cock hard, sliding into some young girl’s bubbling cunt, and felt a lurch between her thighs.

  She pushed her robe behind her, sliding a hand between her thighs as she stared at her son’s cock and balls.

  Something, maybe the sound of her breathing, or the cool air that came to him with the door open, made Tony’s eyes snap open.

  “Mom!” he gasped, his hands flying to his crotch, covering his cock and balls. But then he saw her body, her robe parted, her tits jutting out and her hand between her legs, and he saw the way her eyes stared down at him.

  Wendy, without speaking, gently pulled her son’s hands away from his crotch, Tony didn’t resist; he was staring hard at her nakedness now.

  While Tony stood with his arms at his sides now Wendy parted her feet on the floor, bending her knees slightly, and using the fingers of both hands, she parted the hairy lips of her cunt, exposing her clit and pink, wet flesh to her son’s eyes. She saw his young cock stir, then start to lift and swell. She ran her tongue over her lips as she slowly moved a finger into her cunt. When her son’s cock was half hard, she looked into his eyes. She saw desire, hot, wild hunger, in them. She spread her cunt open as much as she could, and while her son stared, she rubbed at her swollen clit. His cock lurched into full hardness.

  “Tony,” she breathed, puffing up on her pussy, her hips swaying. “Tony… baby.”

  “Gosh, Mom!” Tony gulped, staring at her hairy cunt, then her tits, back to her cunt again. “Gosh… Mom, what’s going on?”

  “I need you, Tony,” she whispered. “I need you very much.”

  Tony didn’t answer, but his willingness was in his eyes, on his young face, in the hardness of his cock. Wendy shrugged her shoulders, and the robe fell to her feet. She stood naked before her son, and then she turned the shower off. She stepped a few feet back, one hand on a cheek of her ass, the other cupping a full tit, her nipple peeking between her fingers. She gazed with hot eyes at his very hard cock, angled upward, his young, sweet balls drawn up tight at the base. She stared at the small slit of his prick, trying to see if juices bubbled from it, but he was wet from the shower.

  “Tony,” she breathed, the hand on her ass sliding forward, her fingers curled as she reached for his cock. “Darling… Mother is… Mother needs… wants… ohhh, Tony!”

  Her fingers curled about her son’s cock, and she felt the heat of it, the powerful throb against her palm and fingers. She squeezed his cock, making Tony groan softly. She pushed and pulled her tight fist on his cock slowly, watching the head bulge. She moved closer to him, and Tony trembled, but not in fear. He shook with anticipation, with excitement. Wendy took hold of her son’s wrist, bringing his hand up, then placed it on her tit.

  “Hold it, baby,” she murmured. “Hold it tight.”

  As her son’s fingers dug into her firm tit, she stroked his cock a little faster. She arched her hips, and ran the swollen head through the soft hair of her cunt. She dipped her head to see, and moved the head of his cock about her pussy hair, still moving her hand back and forth slowly, but firmly.

  “Mom!”

  The single word exploded from his mouth as his cock exploded against the hair of her cunt.

  The hot gush of her son’s comejuice spurted through the blonde hair of her cunt, and Wendy mewled softly. She pumped at her son’s cock faster as he came, turning the head about, smearing the juices into the hair of her cunt. Her lips were parted and she gasped with pleasure. As he came, Tony clung to his mother’s naked tit almost in desperation.

  “I didn’t mean to do that, Mom,” Tony gasped as he pulled from her.

  Wendy kept her fingers about his cock, looking into his face now, she said softly. “God, I needed you, Tony, how I’ve needed this! Please, darling, don’t be angry with me.”

  “I’m not mad, Mom,” he said, looking up and down her body. “Surprised but not mad. I don’t understand this, but if you want to jack me off, I’m willing.”

  Wendy let out a nervous giggle.

  “Are you? Really?”

  He nodded, trying to grin, but still unsure of her actions.

  She stepped into the tub with him, pulling the doer closed. She turned on the shower again, and used his soap, although it was harsh on her delicate skin. She scrubbed at her cunt until the blonde hair was clean of his comejuice. Then she pushed him under the spray and washed him. Tony stood still for a short time, but when she faced him, his arms went around her waist and pulled her close. Wendy looked into his glowing face, and wrapped her arms about him, puckering her lips.

  “Kiss me, Tony,” she mewled, and pushed her mouth onto his. She gasped at the fury of her son’s lips crushing against hers. She squeezed his shoulders as he pulled her naked body tight against his, his cock resting on the mat of pussyhair. Her son’s tongue slipped past her teeth, and Wendy purred as she began to suck on it. Her hands moved down from his shoulders, around his wais
t, and cupped his tight ass. She pulled his cock as tight as she could into her pussyhair, squirming against it.

  When Tony pulled his tongue out of her mouth, she gazed into his eyes, searching them for reluctance. All she saw was eager anticipation.

  She opened her legs slightly, and when his cock was between them, cloned them again. She squeezed his cock with her thighs, feeling the heat of it. She smiled, a nervous, tentative smile.

  “Nice, Mom,” her son said softly.

  She flexed her thighs on his cock, and felt it harden.

  “I’d say it’s very nice,” she replied in a whispery voice, digging her fingers into his ass hard.

  She held him tight, kissing him again.

  “Tony,” she purred as weakness flooded her. “Let’s… baby. Mother needs you so very much. I… please, Tony?”

  Without another word passing between them, they stepped from the shower, forgetting to turn it off, and left a trail of water from the bathroom to her bedroom.

  Wendy, her eyes glowing with hungry fire, lay back on her bed, ignoring her wet body. She let her legs hang over the edge, and opened her legs while her son stood watching her. She spread her legs wide open, the pink of her cunt exposed, framed by the soft blonde hair. Her tits, even though she was on her back, seemed to stand up firmly, her nipples rigid with desire.

  She kept gazing into her son’s face, knowing his cock was lifting hard, sticking out with the same kind of need her cunt felt. She lay with her arms along her sides, her legs opened wide, her cunt pulsating as she waited for her son to come to her.

  Tony gazed at his mother’s nakedness, awed by her beauty. He had seen one girl naked before, but this was better. He had seen that girl in the dim light of a full moon. He was seeing his mother in the bright light of day. He wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, how much he wanted her, her cunt. But like her, he was afraid to say anything at the moment. Words might break the spell, make them both stop right now. And neither one wanted to stop. Wendy’s cunt was boiling, her body overheated, longing for her son’s cock to ram into her cunt, to fuck her. Tony, too, wanted to jump on her body, thrust his cock deep and fast up that hairy, wet slit she was blatantly showing him.

  Wendy lifted her hips.

  Tony took a step forward…

  “Yes!” Wendy finally broke the heavy silence. “Do it, Tony!”

  Tony stepped between his mother’s parted legs.

  “Now, Tony!”

  Tony, his hands lightly touching his mother’s hips, pushed the head of his cock toward her cunt. As she felt it, Wendy gasped, then held her breath, staring almost vacantly up at her son’s face. The head of his cock rested on the fiery lips of her pussy, and a slight movement of her hips upward would bring his cock inside her. They stared at each other, both seemingly unsure now.

  “Ohhhh, Tony,” Wendy sobbed, her fingers balling up tightly at her hips. “Mom,” he moaned.

  The head of his cock slowly moved forward. Wendy held her breath, feeling her pussy open for him. The hairy lips parted, and the tip of his cock entered her cunt, where it stopped. Her cunt reacted by pulsating about the tip, closing and opening. She felt his cock throb, and her lips parted with a sharp intake of air.

  Very slowly. Tony pushed his cock into his mother’s cunt.

  Wendy held her breath as she felt it slide into her, her pussy spreading open for him, yet clinging to his cock. She felt her cunt fill with the hot hardness of her son’s cock, and her body began to tingle from head to toe. Her tits seemed to become harder, her nipples feeling as if they would burst like ripe grapes. She pushed her fists into the bed, lifting her cunt to his slowly penetrating prick.

  Then his balls were smashed upon her ass, his cock deeply buried into her cunt now. She felt his cock jerk and throb, her cunt caressing it as her clit was crushed at the base, against the wiry tuft of hair. Her cunt squeezed, and Tony groaned, his eyes half closing with the sensation of ecstasy that gripped his cock.

  Tony stood still, almost rigid.

  Wendy wanted him to ram in and out.

  Her hips shook, then she lowered them. Her cunt slid along her son’s cock, almost losing it, then she jerked upward, sliding her cunt back to the base of his cock, still staring into her son’s ecstatic face.

  She moved her cunt up and down his cock, fucking him with almost agonizing slowness, feeling the hard friction fill her pussy. She felt her son’s fingers dig at her hips, and began to move faster, sliding her cunt up and down his cock. Tony stared down, watching his mother’s hairy cunt ride on his prick, seeing the curling hairs, the wet pink of her pussylip. He saw the juices his mother’s pussy left on his cock as she moved it up and down. Wendy closed her hot against his hips, squeezing him, then thighs flinging them wide apart, and began to churn her ass, fucking him fast, her cunt sliding up and down wetly and hotly. She moaned and whimpered twisting her head about, bringing her hands to her naked tits and digging at them brutally.

  “Help me!” she wailed. “Oh, Tony… please, help me!”

  Her naked hips twisted and whipped up and down, straining onto his cock as she cried out with desperate need.

  “Please baby, help me! I want it… need it!”

  Tony’s fingers curled against her hip bones, and his ass lunged back and forth, his cock pounding into her fiery cunt swiftly. The sound of hot liquid was loud as his cock thrust, his balls slapping upon his mother’s grinding, naked ass.

  “Ohhh, yes, Tony!” Wendy cried out with rapture, feeling his strong, hard cock sliding deep into her cunt. “Yes, yes, yes! Ahhhh, that’s wonderful, baby! Give it to me! Give it to Mother hard!”

  Churning her ass in a grinding motion, Wendy whipped her cunt up and down on her son’s cock. His prick seemed to reach delicious depths, probing areas that sent tremors of ecstasy throughout her body. She pushed her hands against the bed, getting leverage to strain her burning cunt onto his throbbing cock. The sensitive lips of her pussy tingled as the friction excited it, her cunt scraping along the hard shaft. She could feel the rounded head of his cock, feel the ridge, he pumped almost frantically into her.

  Wendy’s vision was fogged as she stared up at her son’s face, seeing it contort with beautiful feelings. His eyes were half closed, his mouth gaping. She heard him breathe in quick, hot gasps each time his cock lunged up her cunt. She stared down her body, seeing her stomach ripple with excited muscles, the thick blonde curls of her pussyhair. She felt his balls smash against her tightening ass. Every part of her naked was being teased toward an explosive organism by his sweet young, hard cock.

  “Faster, Tony!” she pleaded in a sobbing voice. “Oh, baby, you’re going to make me come so good! Faster, darling! Harder and faster and deeper! Oooooh, yes, baby, yes!”

  Dipping his head, Tony gazed hot-eyed at the way his mother’s crotch jerked and squirmed and twisted onto his prick. The wet heat of her cunt scared the flesh of his cock, the tightness fantastic. A beam of afternoon sunlight came through the bedroom window, draping a warm glow over her naked body, causing her up thrusting tits to glisten with moisture. Her nipples protruded like twin cocks, very tiny cocks, in tingling hardness. Sweat gleamed on her naked flesh. He saw all of that, but only in a fleeting glance. His intense pleasure prevented him from truly appreciating his mother’s nakedness at the moment.

  “Mom,” he groaned softly, then louder, “Ohhhhh, Mom!”

  “Listen,” she breathed hotly. “Listen to that wet mound. Ahhhh, music, Tony! That’s sweet, sweet music!”

  The squishy sounds his cock made stabbing into her cunt came with rhythmic regularity. He could see the way her hairy cuntlips pulled on his cock as he pulled back, then sink in when he thrust. He could feet her ass smash at his loaded, burning balls each time she lunged upward to meet him.

  Wendy had tears of joy in her eyes, wiggling her hips up, straining onto her son’s cock. She sobbed with ecstasy, her cunt filled and stretched by his intense hardness. She felt his cock throb against the sensitive lip
s of her cunt, felt the delicious filling. She began to tremble as an orgasm swelled deep inside her pussy, the ripples of her flesh along her stomach out of her control.

  Her mind began to spin with ecstasy, her hips frantic with motion. She whipped her ass sideways, then up and down, seemingly at the same time. Her cunt burned with a fiery hunger as the lips began to throb and grip in a series of spasms, her orgasm approaching quickly now.

  “Oh, God!” she cried out. “Ohhhhh, yes! Please, Tony… please…”

  Tony, his balls full to bursting, clawed at her dancing hips as his cock plunged back and forth with quick, short strokes. He lifted his head to the ceiling, eyes shut, mouth open. He let out a moan, a long drawnout sound.

  “Do it, Tony!” Wendy gasped, slamming her cunt hard onto his cock, the hairy lips crushed at the base, his balls on the split of her hot ass. “Do it now! Let it go… right in my cunt!”

  With a growl, Tony came, his cock gushing rapidly into his mother’s cunt. The sensation of his cock flooding her pussy triggered her long overdue orgasm. Wendy screamed, her cunt clenching, with convulsions around her son’s gushing cock, squeezing the hot juices from his balls. Time and again his cock squirted, and each time her cunt responded with a strong contraction.

  “Come!” Wendy sobbed, her head twisting about on the bed. “Come hard, Tony! Ahhh, fill Mother up… come in Mother’s cunt! Oooooh, so good, baby! So sweet and good and… ahhhh, I’m coming again!”

  Her second orgasm came right on top of her first, stronger and more fiery. Her pussy sucked in rippling waves along the shaft of her son’s cock, as if demanding more of his creamy juices. But Tony as finished and his cock was softening slowly. Still her hairy cunt pulled at it, as if it refused to let it go.

  “Ooooh I can’t stop! I can’t stop!” Wendy cried. “I don’t want to stop… ohhhh, Tony, baby, darling!”