Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  “Ooooohhhh, good!” she sobbed. “So fucking good! Tony, I’m coming hard! Can you feel it… feel me coming?”

  He nodded, gritting his teeth as her asshole squeezed his cock hotly.

  She shuddered for a long time, and then her orgasm faded. Her eyes cleared and she grinned down at him.

  “Now it’s your turn,” she said, and started fucking him with her asshole again.

  But she didn’t keep it up.

  Before Tony realized it, Wendy had pulled her ass from his cock and once more scooted down his legs and gulped his prick into her mouth, sucking at it hungrily, her hot lips moving up and down.

  “You like that, Mom?”

  “Mmmmmm,” she purred, running her tongue about his cock as she sucked. “Love it!”

  She lapped into his balls, then swallowed his cock again. It did not bather her that it had just been inside her asshole. On the contrary, it made her feel very nasty, wicked.

  “Ahhhh, Mom!” he groaned. “You’re going to make me come if you keep sucking so hard!”

  Wendy jerked her mouth off his cock. “Wait!” she moaned. “I’m not finished with it!”

  She pushed her cunt to his prick and stuffed it into her with her hand, then sat there bouncing up and down, fucking him again as she squeezed at her tits. The sloshy sounds excited her as her pussy rode up and down, and she twisted and made delicious grinding movements on his prick.

  Tony was gritting his teeth as his balls throbbed, his cock so very hard and ready to gush.

  Wendy knew her son was close to discharge, and she quickly jerked her cunt off him, sliding his cock up her asshole easily. Once more she bounced up and down, taking his cock into her asshole swiftly.

  But she didn’t keep it there, either.

  Squealing, she pulled her asshole off his cock and shoved her cunt down onto it. Tony was gasping with sensation, detecting a difference between his mother’s tight asshole and her fiery cunt.

  “I can’t hold off much longer, Mom!”

  “Don’t hold off!” she cried out. “Let it go, Tony! Squirt it to me! Come, baby, come!”

  Her cunt rode up and down his cock in a frenzy of motion, wet sucking sounds loud now.

  With a loud groan, Tony came.

  Wendy cried out as she felt the hot spurt of creamy thick juice splashing into her cunt. With a wild cry, she jerked her cunt from his cock, catching a splash of hot comejuice near one hairy lip. Moving swiftly, she pushed his cock to her asshole, and by the time he squirted again, she had his cock up her ass. She felt the scalding juices spurt into her asshole, and once more she cried out, pulling her whole off him, then rushing her face down, grabbing the head of his cock and finishing him by sucking and licking hard, swallowing with rapture.

  CHAPTER TEN

  “I wasn’t sure I could do that,” she told her son later. “I wanted to find out if I could make you come in my cunt, my asshole, and my mouth, and I did it.”

  “I wouldn’t have thought it possible, either, Mom,” he said. “You must really love it.”

  “Love what, hard cock or comejuice?”

  “Both, I’d say,” he laughed.

  “And I’d say you were right,” she giggled.

  They had bathed, and Tony wore jockey shorts, while she wore a pair of skimpy panties, very sheer panties, the curls of her cunt exposed through the fabric. Tony enjoyed seeing her in something instead of naked, or fully dressed, and she wanted to keep his interest in her. It felt very pleasant to sit at home this way, knowing her son, his cock, was within reach of her hand anytime she wanted it. What pleased her even more was being always available to her son if he wanted her.

  “Any more great ideas, Mom?” he asked, stroking her thigh.

  “Why don’t you think of some?” she suggested.

  “I don’t know of any.” He turned and kissed her nipple. “You’re doing just about everything a guy could dream about.”

  “You’ll think of some if you put your mind to it,” she said, stuffing her nipple into his mouth. “Suck it a little, honey.”

  Tony sucked gently at her nipple, sliding his hand to her crotch. Wendy spread her legs to give him room to feel her up, and her hand lowered to his shorts. She rubbed at his cock, feeling it swell.

  Suddenly Tony lifted his mouth. “Oh, fuck, I forgot!”

  “Forgot what, baby?”

  “We have practice tonight.”

  “Football practice at night?” she asked. “Since when?”

  “Since this afternoon, Mom,” he said, pulling from her. “The coach didn’t like the plays today, and now we have to practice them tonight. He said we had to get them perfect or we’d be there all night.”

  “He’s an asshole,” Wendy said, disappointed. “You can tell him your mother said he was an asshole. I wanted… baby, I wanted you for myself this evening.”

  “It can’t be helped, Mom,” he said, leaving far his room to put on his uniform.

  She sat fuming on the couch, pissed off at her son and his asshole coach. She wanted her son, wanted his cock. Now that she was deprived of it for the evening, she wanted it even more.

  When Tony came back, dressed in his uniform, she said, “Tony, call and say you don’t feel well. Stay with me, honey. I need you.”

  “Mom, he’s going to make me captain,” Tony said, his helmet in his hand. “Do you know what an honor that is? I can’t skip practice now.”

  “And you want to be captain?” she said, simply.

  “I sure do,” he replied.

  She glared at her son. “Then go, damn it! Go play your silly fucking football. Prance for those tight-assed, giggly little cunts! Go on… don’t worry about your mother. I’ll do fine… with my fucking fingers!”

  After her son had left, she realized how irrational her anger had been. Being captain of the team was an honor as her son said. He would be the big man at school, and his popularity would soar. She could not deny her son this chance, and her anger went away.

  But not the heat in her cunt.

  She paced about the house, wearing her skimpy panties, feeling sorry for herself. What was the use of walking around in skimpy panties if there was no one to see her, she thought. She considered pulling every drape in the house and moving about, putting on a show for anyone walking past. But that was not her nature. She found herself in her bedroom, standing there with frustration boiling in her body. She touched her cunt, and almost came. The more cock she was getting, the more she wanted, she knew.

  And when she wanted it most, her son was off playing his fucking football.

  Furious, she began dressing, not caring what she put on. It turned out to be an attractive dress. Before she put her heels on, she stripped her panties off and threw them across the room, then put her heels on.

  Taking her purse, she left the house, walking slowly.

  Her frustration was deep, her disappointment as great. She felt the cool evening air under her dress and on her thighs and cunt, but it did nothing to cool the bubbling heat of her pussy at all. She walked for a long time in the darkness, her mind churning with erotic images.

  Half an hour later, she found herself standing outside her father’s house, not remembering walking there. She faced the house, and saw the light was on in the living room. If a light was on, he was still up.

  She walked up the walkway, then peeked in the window. Her father sat in his chair, reading, his usual drink resting on a small table next to him. Wendy remembered how her father had always enjoyed a sip of bourbon before going to bed.

  She knocked.

  “Wendy!” he said, pleasure on his face… “What are you doing here this time of night? Where’s Tony?”

  She moved past her father into the house. “Football practice,” she said, and he saw her disturbed expression.

  “Football practice at night?” he asked. “That’s unusual, isn’t it?”

  She told her father what her son had said, and how he was about to become captain of the team. Her fa
ther beamed proudly.

  “Why, should that make you irritable, honey?” he asked. “I’d think you’d be very proud of him.”

  “Oh, I am,” she said, too quickly.

  Her father realized her agitated condition, and pushed her onto the couch, sitting next to her and putting his arm about her shoulders, hugging her. It wasn’t like his daughter to be so upset because Tony had to practice, and he felt he knew why, but said nothing.

  Wendy, cuddled into his shoulder, dropped her hand on her father’s thigh, slowly caressing it. Her father kissed her head, and said nothing as she pulled her hand to his crotch, curling her fingers about his cock and balls through his pants. His cock began to harden immediately, and his hand over her shoulder slipped to her tit.

  “Wendy, you’re not wearing a bra, are you?” he said softly, twisting her nipple tenderly.

  “I’m not wearing panties, either, Daddy,” she replied softly.

  “Should I believe you or find out for myself?”

  “Find out for yourself,” she whispered.

  His other hand slipped her dress up, and Wendy shifted her ass on the couch. He leaned forward and saw the soft hair of his daughter’s cunt.

  “I guess you aren’t wearing panties, Wendy,” he said softly.

  Wendy hugged her father with one arm, pressing at his growing cock with her other hand.

  “Daddy, fuck me,” she whispered.

  “Fuck you, honey?”

  “Yes, please,” she cried softly. “Daddy, I don’t want to jack you off anymore… I want to fuck you!”

  “Tired of our little game, are you?”

  “Oh, no!” she said quickly, unzipping his pants. “I love to jack your cock off, Daddy. It’s just that… it’s time for you to fuck me, that’s all.”

  Her father’s hand slipped up her legs and felt her cunt, finding it very wet and fiery. He slipped a thick finger into it, fucking her slowly but firmly with it. Wendy squealed softly and wiggled on the couch, one leg draped over his, the other thrown wide.

  “Baby, your little pussy is as hot as it used to be,” he said, thrusting his finger deeply.

  “My cunt isn’t little anymore, Daddy,” she breathed. “It’s a big-girl’s cunt now, with hair and wetness and… ohhhh Daddy! My cunt is so fucking hot! Fuck me, please!”

  She had his cock out of his pants, squeezing it as her hand pumped up and down. She fished his heavy balls out, cradling them, feeling the fullness. Then she giggled.

  “Daddy, when you came in my mouth today, I thought I was going to lose all that juice. Your cock is so fucking big! But… if you had it in my cunt, fucking me, and came that way, I bet my cunt could hold it all.”

  “You’re sure you want to fuck, Wendy?”

  “Ohhhh, Daddy! I am so fucking sure!”

  She scrambled from him, his finger puffing out of her cunt as she slipped from the couch. She pulled his shoes off, then tugged at his pants, removing them and letting them lie on the floor.

  She gazed up at his thick cock, his heavy, hairy balls. The hunger within her grew hotter, and she licked her lips, wanting to suck his big cock, lick his loaded balls. But she wanted his cock in her cunt now, fucking her at long last.

  Her father leaned back on the couch, his ass pushed forward, his cock standing up with trembling hardness, the head very swollen. She watched a bead of juice seep from hit pisshole and elide down the shaft of his thick cock. With a moan, Wendy darted her face forward, her tongue out. She caught the drop of juice just before it was on his balls, and lapped her tongue up the shaft, to the head and over his pisshole.

  “Wendy,” he breathed, watching her. “God, baby, you’re so good at that! You have a fantastic tongue, honey!”

  Wendy nuzzled into his cock and balls, purring up at him. “I’m not going to suck you off now, Daddy. This time I want it in my cunt!”

  She stood up, pulling her dress to her waist, spreading her legs wide. She arched her pussy forward, and then wrapped her legs about his as she climbed onto the couch. Her knees rested on the cushions as she placed her hands on her father’s shoulders.

  “Stick it in me, Daddy!” she hissed. “Stick your big cock in my cunt and fuck me! Please, Daddy, fuck me now!”

  Eagerly, he shoved at his cock with, his fingers, watching the smooth head being taken into her pussy. The wet heat of his daughter’s cunt almost made him come then and there.

  “Ohhhh, Wendy!” he moaned.

  “Yes, Daddy!”

  She lunged down.

  Her father moaned and Wendy made a loud, hissing sound as her cunt spread around her father’s cock after all these years.

  “Ohhhhh, Daddy, it’s so big in me!” she gurgled. “Your cock… it fills my cunt, it stretches my pussy so much! Daddy, I love it! Ahhhh, I’m going to fuck you… fuck my daddy!”

  With those wild words, her hands clutching his shoulders, Wendy began bouncing up and down, twisting her ass frantically. Her father’s cock was very thick, very long, reaching places that excited her tremendously. She humped and churned, jerked her hips back and forth, her cunt sliding up and down swiftly on his cock.

  Her father moaned as he shoved his hands to her hips, watching his daughter’s lusciously haired cunt fucking him. Wendy’s cunt was very tight on his prick, but then his cock was very thick. The thought came to him that he could not have fucked Wendy when this first started. Her cunt had been too young, too little, then. Even now it was intensely tight, but she took it all, right to the base. Wendy’s cunt made a sucking sound as she jerked it up and down. She gurgled and squealed loudly, her eyes rolling about.

  “Take my titties out, Daddy!” she hissed, not slowing her hips. “Please, take my tits out and play with them, Daddy! They’re big-girl’s tits now.”

  Feverishly, her father’s hands opened the tap of her dress, spilling her firm, shapely tits free.

  “Suck them!” she cried out.

  Her father pulled a stiff nipple into his wet, hot mouth.

  “Hold my ass, Daddy!!” she sobbed, shaking her ass while her cunt moved up and down his cock. “Hold my ass with your big hands, suck my tit, and let me fuck your wonderful, hard cock, Daddy!”

  His hands caught her naked ass, his palms covering completely the smooth, satiny cheeks, his fingers digging into the hot crack. He pushed his hips up to meet her wild lunges, his balls on fire.

  “Ooooooh, Daddy, Daddy!” she cried in wanton passion.

  “Wendy, baby,” he murmured around her stiff tit.

  “Ahhhhhhh, Daddy, hold my hot ass! Hold it tight! I’m fucking your big cock and… ohhhhh, Daddy!” she screamed, smashing down onto his cock hard, grinding in a frenzy. “Daddy, I’m coming!”

  Her pussy clutched at his cock tightly, squeezing it, making him moan with ecstasy. His prick throbbed, his balls tight. He squeezed at her ass, pulling her cunt as tight onto his prick as he could.

  His head drew back, eyes wild. “Wendy… ohhh, honey! Your cunt is… ahhhh, baby, here it comes!”

  The great spurts of her father’s juices spattered the velvety walls of Wendy’s cunt. She screamed as she felt her pussy filling with his comejuice, and it increased the force of her orgasm so much, her cunt seemed to be trying to squeeze his cock off, sucking it… the orgasms making the inner tissues ripple in a waving action.

  “Come, Daddy!” she squealed. “Ohhhh, come in my cunt, Daddy! Fuck me and fill me and… ohhhh, I can’t stop coming, Daddy!”

  Father and daughter strained together, her cunt sucking his juices from his aching balls desperately.

  “Wendy, Wendy…” he moaned, squeezing her trembling ass.

  “Daddy, I love you!” she whined. “Ohhhh, I love your big cock in my cunt, Daddy! Fill my cunt up… I want your juice in my hot cunt forever!”

  Slowly, the wild tremors faded, and Wendy slumped against her father. She felt his cock softening inside her cunt, felt him stroking the cheeks of her naked ass. She kissed at his face, hugging his head to her.


  “It’s about time, Daddy,” she whispered into his ear.

  “I guess it was, darling,” he answered.

  THE END

  DN-501 EAT OUT WITH MOM

  FOREWORD

  Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on an individual basis. This is particularly true regarding relationships.

  The fact is Americans are only now learning to discuss sex and sexuality with candor, and usually that is within the limits of marital sex.

  While no one is advocating sex as the prime focus of life, and while sexual privacy is very important, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people’s behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sexual practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.

  The characters in EAT OUT WITH MOM are cases in point. Their story is one of real importance for our hungup society. It is a story well worth the reading if we are ever to understand our own sexuality.

  The Publisher

  CHAPTER ONE

  Peggy was furious.

  She was mad, angry, very pissed.

  Stomping around her room, she flung a pillow against the far wall, knocking a picture to the floor, and she didn’t care if it shattered into a zillion pieces.

  All these years and she never knew. A sister… a baby sister she had no idea she had.

  A baby sister coming to stay with them. No, to live with them!

  To live with her and Tommy for years and years and years! It would be as if a stranger walked into their home and stayed put.

  The call had come the day before, telling Peggy of the death of her parents, along with the information that she was the beneficiary of their estate, divided evenly between her and this baby sister. The money would certainly come in handy, but what in the world would she do with a baby sister? A girl hardly in her teens.