Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  “Want to watch me?” she whispered, her fingers very close to her cunt now. “Want to watch mother do… you know?”

  Her fingertips touched her panties.

  “Mom…” Johnny swallowed. “Are you sure?”

  “Oh, I’m sure, honey,” she said firmly, cupping her pantied cunt. “I know you’ve been looking at me, and my pictures. Yes, I’m sure.”

  “Oh, Mom!” he gulped, his eyes on fire as he stared between her legs. His hand moved under the sheet and gripped his cock.

  “Look at mother,” she mewled, rubbing her sissy. “Watch me, baby. It’s fun, and you know it is. But it would be more fun to watch me instead of looking at my pictures and doing it by yourself.”

  Jennifer had not really intended to go so far, but now her hand was moving into the waistband of her panties, through the hair of her cunt. The crotch stretched over her hand, and the blonde hairs became more visible to Johnny. He was shaking, but his gaze never left her crotch. She saw his fist move under the sheet, and a stab of fiery passion caused the cheeks of her ass to bunch when her fingers touched her swollen clit.

  She pulled her other hand up, untying her short robe. Then while her robe hung open, she hooked a finger into her panties and pulled the crotch to one side.

  Johnny groaned, staring at his mother’s cunt. The lips were very wet, pink, and hot looking. He saw her fingers rubbing her distended clit, and he gripped his cock very hard.

  “Ooooooh, baby!” Jennifer purred as her hand, still inside hot panties, pushed lower.

  Johnny gulped wetly as he watched his mother slide a finger into her cunt, and his fist jerked upward on his cock.

  “That’s it, baby!” she moaned. “Play with it! Play with it and watch mother play with hers, too!”

  But seeing his hand moving under the sheet wasn’t giving her the view she wanted of him. She turned her panties loose, still working a finger in and out of her cunt, and she pulled the sheet away. Her eyes filmed over with lust as she saw her son was naked in bed, the head of his cock bulging up from his tightly gripping fist. His balls looked very full and hot. Johnny didn’t attempt to draw the sheet back up, but stared hard at his mother’s crotch as he pumped on his cock.

  “Ohhhh, it’s a big one, baby!” she cooed. “It’s a big, beautiful cock!”

  Johnny glanced at her face.

  “Oh, yes, baby, that’s a big cock!”

  She yanked the crotch of her panties to one side again, letting her son watch her finger thrust in and out of her cunt. She twisted her ass, mewling holly.

  “Watch mother, Johnny!” she urged hotly. “Watch mother play with it! See me… see mother’s pussy, baby! You don’t have to sneak looks up my dress, darling. Mother will show her pussy to you! Watch me play with my pussy you, Johnny… piece, darling, play with your cock! Show me how you jack off! Let mother see you jack off!”

  Her words inflamed him. His fist began to pound up and down, making slapping sounds.

  Jennifer rammed her finger in and out of her cunt swiftly, gurgling as she watched him. The juicy sounds of her pussy seemed as loud as his fist slapping against the base of his cock. Her cunt was so hot that creamy wetness beaded the blonde hair that grew along the puffy lips.

  “Ooooooh, baby! Jack it off for mother!” she moaned, her hips pumping back and forth, her finger darting into her cunt wickedly. “Jack that big, beautiful cock off! Ahhhh, baby, baby!”

  Jennifer swung her knee wider, her hips pushing forward, her eyes burning on her son’s hand as it pumped faster on his cock. She glanced at his face, seeing him staring up at her cunt. Her middle finger dipped and plunged, making juicy sounds. She pulled her finger out and up, rubbing at her inflamed clit, hearing her son’s gasps of pleasure. Her pussy tingled with wet heat, more than it had in a long time.

  As her orgasm swelled inside, the thought came to her: What would Johnny do if I shoved my cunt into his face? Would he suck me… lick my cunt off?

  The urge to do that was strong, but she resisted. It would be too fast for him. He might not like it.

  Her clit bulged and vibrated as she jammed her middle finger into her cunt deeply.

  Johnny’s eyes were fixed upon his mother’s blondehaired cunt. It was the most exciting thing he had ever seen — his mother’s cunt. After all this time of trying to peek at it, he was watching her with her finger in it now, and his young balls felt so hot, so full, and his cock throbbing in his hand more than it ever had when he jacked off to her pictures.

  Johnny’s hips began to jerk up and down as his fist pounded almost frantically. He could smell the heady scent of his mother’s juicy cunt, a scent that made his young emotions whirl wildly. It was a clean smell, a fresh smell, an intensely exciting smell.

  Jennifer, whimpering softly as she felt her orgasm building, pushed her hips a little more forward. She slipped her toes against her son’s cheek, holding her uplifted knee very wide, the full expanse of her cunt exposed to him as she fingerfucked herself vigorously. Wet sounds came from between her thighs, and juices seemed to drip out of her heated cunt, run slowly along her inner thigh while her finger darted and plunged swiftly.

  “… ahhhh, yes!” Jennifer cried out. “Oh, baby! Oooooh, yes, yes, baby!”

  The fingers of one hand spread the hairy pink lips of her cunt while she brutally fucked herself with the other hand, her ass bunching as her body began to shake.

  Johnny was staring up at her pussy, which was now almost over his face. He could see her cunt-flesh glisten wetly. He pushed his hips upward while his fist smashed down hard on the base of his cock. Jennifer stared at the rounded head of his cock, so swollen, his pisshole wide open. He began to groan loudly, shaking.

  “Ohhhhh, Johnny, yes!” she sobbed. “Please, baby… oooooh, my God, this is… is so…”

  A squeal came from her.

  Thick, white spurts of juice flew from her son’s cock, flying upward at least a foot. Before that squirt fell back to his stomach, another was leaving his pisshole. Jennifer cried out softly as she watched her son’s cock spew, the head of his cock jerking as he squeezed hard at the base, his balls writhing in spasms.

  Jennifer was so delighted to see her son come that she smashed her finger up her cunt, holding it there. She could hardly believe how much her son came. The juice was covering his stomach now, his fist coated with it. And he was still coming, although not as hard as at first. She stared as a final spurt oozed from his cock, running over the smooth head down to his fingers. When he finished, his body relaxed, his ass slumping to the bed, fingers turning loose of his cock.

  That was when Jennifer came.

  The spasms of her cunt started with a strong, hard grip on her finger, making her cry out in ecstasy. Then the rippling waves of her orgasm pulled and clenched at her buried finger. She cried out as her orgasm boiled about her cunt, tightening, loosening, tightening again.

  Her one leg was all that held her upright, and it was giving way. She turned slightly as her knee buckled, and she sat on the edge of her son’s bed, coming very hard. She flung her knees wide open, but Johnny could no longer see her cunt in this position. He lifted his head and moved to his mother’s thigh, watching but seeing very little now. Her hips jerked, and it looked as if his mother was holding her cunt in her cupped hand. His chin touched her nyloned thigh.

  “Ohhhh, Johnny!” she gasped, her free hand on his head.

  When she stopped coming, she relaxed, leaning back, one hand behind her with the other on his head. She held her knees wide apart and let him gaze at her cunt for as long as he wanted.

  After a minute or so, Johnny lifted his head and stared at his mother’s naked titties, her pink nipples still jutting up with hardness, the flesh firm, rounded. She pulled her hand off his head to his shoulder, a nervous smile curling her lips, her face flushed.

  For a long time neither of them spoke. Then they did at the same time.

  “Mom…”

  “Johnny…”

  Jenni
fer giggled. She ran her warm hand down her son’s back, watching his face as he gazed at her succulent tits. She heard her son swallow wetly, saw his tongue move over his lips. Sliding her hand up to his head again, Jennifer slowly pulled his face toward her tits, arching her back to make them strain outward.

  Without saying a word, Johnny closed his hot lips about one of his mother’s pink nipples, taking it deeply into his mouth, his tongue licking.

  Jennifer made a deep-throated purring sound as she looked down at his tight lips puffing on her tit, his eyes closed. She held the back of his head, smashing her tit into his mouth, feeling the suction of his lips and the twisting of his tongue. She moaned softly, feeling the pleasure of having her tit sucked.

  Without taking his mouth off her tit, Johnny shifted in bed, sitting up and facing her, sucking greedily.

  Jennifer held his face tight against her tit, then lifted one of his hands, curling his fingers about her other tit. Immediately her son began to fondle and squeeze, feeling the firm shape of her tit, making wet sounds as he sucked hungrily on the other.

  Jennifer shivered with pleasure, mewling softly, urging him to suck her tit hard. Her cunt responded to the strong suction on her tit, and she pressed the back of his hand tightly on her other tit. She moved her hand along his stomach, feeling the jizz juices. She smeared her fingers about in his come juice, then lowered her son’s hand down her body.

  Johnny, sucking hotly at his mother’s tit, moaned when he felt the soft, curly hair of her cunt brushing against his fingers.

  Jennifer pushed his hand lower, holding her breath.

  Again Johnny moaned around her tit. He felt the wet heat of his mother’s cunt, the satiny flesh of the pussy lips and her clit. She held his hand cupped about her cunt for a long, breathless moment, then worked one of his fingers into it.

  “Ohhhhh, Johnny!” Jennifer gasped softly, feeling his finger push into her cunt. “Oooooh, baby!”

  Johnny opened his mouth, taking more of his mother’s hot tit inside, then he moved his finger inside her cunt, feeling the satiny walls, the wetness of it. His hot breath burned on her tit, and Jennifer purred softly, her ass writhing on the edge of his bed. Now that she had his finger up her cunt as he sucked her tit, she pushed her hand back along his stomach, down toward his cock. She heard her son give out a muffled grunt when the tips of her fingers touched his cock.

  “Johnny!” Jennifer cried out, dosing her hot hand around her son’s cock, squeezing it, pulling on it. “Ohhhhh, Johnny!”

  Then, suddenly, as if just now realizing what she was doing, Jennifer jerked her hand off his cock, pushing him gently away from her. His lips came off her tit with a smacking sound, his finger pulling out of her cunt wetly. She pushed him back onto the bed, and stood up, her legs trembling.

  “Oh, baby, I’m… this is crazy, darling!” She turned, her short robe swirling about her pantied ass, and left him.

  CHAPTER THREE

  Jennifer tried to avoid her son for the next few days, but that was impossible to do in their small apartment.

  She made sure she kept her skirts down, and she wore loose sweaters to conceal her tits. She knew he still had her photos and was jacking off to them. And it hurt her to see the way he would look at her, his eyes showing the hot yearning, confused because she was avoiding him.

  She wasn’t sure why she was, only that what she had done with him was crazy. Johnny was her son, not her lover. Still, she would stare at his back, and feel her cunt become moist and tingling, her nipples stiff. The feel of his cock seemed to stay in her hand, and the way he had pushed his finger into her cunt… she had almost come again just thinking about it.

  Jennifer was angry with herself. She knew Johnny wanted more, even if only to watch her fingerfuck her cunt while he jacked off. Mutual masturbation could be a fun thing, she knew, but Johnny was her son. He was jacking off alone in his room, and at night Jennifer would fingerfuck herself to orgasm after orgasm, envisioning his young cock and balls.

  After a time, she decided that what they had done was not wrong, could not be wrong. There had been so much pleasure in it, for both of them. How could pleasure be wrong? Who were they harming? Who could ever know?

  No, she decided, it was not right to have her son suffer, be frustrated.

  With her mind made up, Jennifer decided she would still show herself off for him in public, and in that way give him some gratification, and satisfy her own desires to expose herself.

  Jennifer had decided to take her son to the post office to check her mail. But that was not her real purpose. She would flash herself in the post office, for her son, and if anyone else was there, give them a nice peek, too.

  She searched her closet and found a short skirt, a miniskirt that was coming back into fashion. She then selected a pair of very skimpy bikini panties, hardly two pieces of lacy cloth with elastic to hold them on her hips. They were flimsy, and almost transparent. The pale-blue color matched the blue of her skirt and her powder-blue lightweight sweater.

  When she was dressed, she looked at herself in the mirror. If her skirt was an inch shorter, she might as well have been in her panties only. She turned her back to the mirror and leaned over a little, and saw her panties.

  A wicked grin spread over her face, thinking why not go all the way and remove her panties. She stripped them off, and she felt excitement starting to rumble through her already. Now she would really give a show of her body. The sweater hugged her tits, her nipples pressing out and outlined.

  “Honey, come with me to the post office,” she said to her son who was curled up on the couch reading. He was in an old pair of faded jeans, hacked off at the thighs, the summer uniform for most boys.

  Johnny looked up at his mother, his eyes slowly lifting along her slender thighs, her short skirt, then her jutting tits.

  Jennifer smiled at him. “Do I look okay?” Johnny nodded, and she saw the hot hunger in his young eyes, and the disappointment, too. She knew her son still wanted to see her cunt, suck her titties, maybe feel her up some more and jack off.

  A shiver swept through Jennifer’s slender body, and her clit swelled. She wanted to grab her son’s cock and jack him off, see him squirt again, have his hand on her cunt. She wanted to fuck him!

  She took a step closer, but then he swung his feet off the couch and stood. The spell was broken, and she waked from the apartment on weak legs, feeling her cunt throb and bubble wetly.

  She climbed into the car. As she drove the short distance, she could feel his hot eyes on her thighs, the thrust of her tits.

  The post office had about ten steps up to the door, and Jennifer, with her pulses pounding, walked ahead of her son, Johnny stared at her long legs, and he began to breathe hard when he caught a glimpse of her naked ass under the short skirt. When she reached the top of the steps, Jennifer stopped there and waited for him to catch up with her, knowing he had seen her naked ass. Even if she had not known it, the evidence of his cock pushing out inside his cutoffs told her that he did.

  Pushing open the double doors of the post office, Jennifer entered, followed by her son.

  There was one other person checking mail, a woman a few years older than Jennifer. She was wearing tight jeans and a T-shirt, and she noticed her son give the woman’s shapely ass a good look.

  Jennifer moved to her postal box, which was low down in a long row of boxes. With her back to her son and the woman, she leaned over, her legs straight, twisting the combination lock. Her short skirt lifted upward, the creamy sweetness of her ass exposed.

  She heard a gasp, and she glanced over her shoulder. The woman in jeans was staring at her ass. Jennifer went about her business of opening the lock, pretending to have trouble with it, her ass still showing.

  When the woman turned to leave, Jennifer giggled.

  Johnny was behind his mother, staring at her naked ass, his cock pushing hard at the front of his cutoffs.

  “Fucking lock,” Jennifer muttered loud enough for her
son to hear. “Fucking thing won’t open.”

  She heard her son suck in his breath. She had never said such words before, except that night when they enjoyed their mutual jack-off session together. Twisting at the lock, she swayed her exposed ass, spreading her feet further apart. Johnny saw now only his mother’s satiny ass, but he also saw the blonde hairs of her cunt.

  It was too much for him.

  He pulled his cock from the frayed leg of his cutoffs, gripping it in his fist.

  When Jennifer glanced over her shoulder at him, it was her turn to gasp.

  “Johnny…” she murmured, staring hotly at his cock.

  She leaned over a bit more, and almost all of her ass showed now. If anyone came into the post office, they would see quite a sight. They would see what her son was seeing — a very beautiful naked ass.

  Johnny, gazing at his mother, took a step closer.

  Jennifer’s breath caught in her throat as her son stepped right up to her ass. She felt him rub the hot head of his cock against her thigh, lifting it to rub along the cheek of her ass, then the other side. Her cunt sucked inward with pleasure. Her elk knotted, juices seeping from the lips.

  “Johnny…”

  “Mom, you don’t know what you’re doing to me!” he moaned, sliding the hot head of his cock along the back of one thigh now.

  Jennifer felt the wetness of his pisshole smearing her flesh, and her cunt seemed to burst into flame. She swayed her ass, leaning over, her hands braced on the row of mail boxes.

  “Johnny,” she said, a whispery sound of passion.

  Johnny, staring down at the split of his mother’s naked ass, pulled his cock upward, and Jennifer gasped again, feeling him rub it along the juicy slit of her cunt from behind.

  “Johnny!” she squealed.

  Her son had pushed the swollen head of his cock into her cunt!

  “Ohhhhh, Mom!”

  “Johnny, Johnny… baby!” she whimpered, her ass moving back, her cunt sliding over her son’s cock.

  Jennifer closed her eyes as his cock filled her pussy, spreading the sensitive lips over it. Her body trembled, causing her ass to shake. She felt the roughness of his cut-off jeans on her naked ass now, pressed tightly against her, his cock buried completely into her cunt. Her fiery pussy clung to his cock, vibrating wetly, flexing on it. Jennifer felt weak. Her son’s cock was inside her cunt as she leaned over. She spread her feet wider on the floor, pressing her ass tightly against him.