Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  “Mom,” Johnny whispered to his mother.

  “That lady just felt my cock!”

  Jennifer looked around, but the woman had moved away. She grinned. “That can happen in a crowd, baby. Just enjoy it.”

  They walked on and stood before a tall Ferris wheel, watching it go round and round. When it stopped to take on riders, Jennifer urged her son onto it with her. The man placed the safety bar across them, and the ride started. They stopped at the top, the little car swinging gently.

  “Watch this,” Jennifer said.

  She lifted her ass to pull her dress up. She sat with her knees apart, her cunt showing. When the car started again, a few people waiting saw her, causing a ripple of gasps. Jennifer laughed happily, pretending she was unaware of her cunt on display.

  “My cunt is wet already, Johnny. Here, feel me.”

  As the car went down, Johnny pushed his hand to his mother’s cunt and felt her up, but he pulled it away just before they were seen. Jennifer mewled in pleasure, and as the car went up, Johnny’s hand was between her legs again. She gave his cock a squeeze, and before the car descended, she pulled the head of his cock free, molt would show.

  Whether his cock was seen or not, Johnny didn’t know. Jennifer was sitting with her knees wide apart, her cunt displayed as she laughed and screamed as if the ride was exciting to her.

  By the time the short ride was over, she had her skirt over her thighs, but not all the way up. When the attendant lifted the safety bar, she made sure her skirt lifted as she stepped out, giving him a peek at her pussy. As she moved past the attendant, she brushed the back of her hand across the front of his pants, as if by accident. She heard the man gasp, and then she and Johnny were on the ground.

  “I gave him a feel,” she whispered to her son as they walked along the booths.

  “You gave him a look, too.”

  “Let’s see what that crowd is,” she said, pointing. “Maybe I can get felt up.”

  They squeezed through the jam of people until they were in the center, paying no attention to the barker, who was waving a wand and exhorting the people to enter a tent.

  When Jennifer was standing in front of a tall teenaged boy, she held her son’s hand tightly and carefully pushed her ass back until she felt it pressing against the boy. She heard the boy gasp when she bunched the cheeks of her ass, writhing it against him. She felt his cock swell inside his pants, and she sneaked her hand between her ass and the boy, feeling his cock, all without turning to look at him. She felt his cock grow hard in her fist through his pants, and she squeezed. She wanted the boy to fondle her ass, but he seemed frozen, unable to move.

  The boy finally moved away, and Jennifer glanced over her shoulder at him, seeing his face red as he turned. She giggled. “I felt that boy up. He had a hard-on.”

  “Mom, you’re crazy!” Johnny laughed.

  “But fun, huh?”

  He nodded as they moved through the crowd toward another ride. This one wasn’t as exciting, and Jennifer didn’t see how she could expose herself without being too obvious about it. They walked off, searching for some ride that would get her skirt up high.

  They came to a parachute fall.

  “Let’s ride this one,” she said, looking up seeing the few girl’s in dresses fall down with a big canopy over them. She saw a dress billow upward and the flash of pink panties as the girl screamed.

  They boarded the ride and were lifted upward slowly. As they went up, Jennifer saw that a group of young boys positioned themselves so they could look up the dresses of any girl or woman on the ride. She stood with her feet apart, and as the young faces looked up, she pulled her skirt away in front of her body, seeing the grins on the faces below.

  “See how excited those guys are?” she said to Johnny. “They can look right up my skirt.”

  At the top of the tower, they were halted. The tiny car rocked gently, and Jennifer gripped the rail in front of them.

  “I hope my skirt goes over my head,” she said, excitement in her voice and eyes.

  “It will,” Johnny replied. “If it doesn’t, Mom, I’ll yank it up from behind.”

  The car fell.

  Jennifer’s lightweight skirt billowed outward, then it was high above her waist. Her cunt and ass showed all the way to the ground. As the small car stopped with a lurch, her skirt fell. She glanced at the group of young boys, all of them with big eyes and mouths gaping at her.

  The car went up once more, and Jennifer was so excited that juices from her cunt were sliding along her inside thighs.

  “Johnny, this is making me so fucking hot!” she gasped as the car jerked at the top of the ride. “My cunt is on fire, honey!”

  Johnny slipped his hand under her skirt as they waited for the drop, feeling his mother’s cunt. “You’re wet, Mom.”

  “Oooooh, I know!” she purred.

  As the car dropped, Johnny pulled his hand from her pussy. As before, her skirt billowed about her waist, and once again her cunt and ass were showing as they went down swiftly.

  As they climbed from the car, the group of young boys stared at Jennifer. Jennifer’s cunt was bubbling with wet heat, her fingers digging into her son’s hand.

  “Johnny, I want to suck you off now!” she hissed.

  “It’s too crowded here, Mom!”

  “Let’s sneak in here,” she said, pulling her son between two tents.

  They found themselves among huge trailer trucks, with cables running everywhere. There was no one around, but the noise of the crowd came to them. Jennifer went to her knees in front of her son, her hands feverish as she pushed the frayed crotch of his shorts to one side, pulling his cock out.

  “Mmmmmmm, delicious!” she purred, licking her tongue along the shaft of his cock. “I’m going to suck this lovely cock off, baby!”

  She closed her hot, wet lips about his cock, taking it all the way into her mouth. She sucked greedily, mewling, her hands on his ass, holding his asscheeks. She made soft wet sounds, sliding her lips back and forth, her tongue in constant movement.

  She bunched her ass tightly, her cunt feeling fiery and tingling, her clit bulging. Showing her body off on the rides had made her intensely passionate, and she wanted someone to come along and see her with her mouth filled with hard cock. She wanted the group of young boys to come along, to stand in a circle and watch her suck Johnny’s cock off, their cocks out, jacking off furiously, lifting her skirt to touch her ass, play with her tits, feel her cunt while she devoured her son’s throbbing prick.

  But no one came by. No one saw her.

  Johnny cupped his mother’s face, pushing his cock into her mouth, fucking it, moaning softly in delight.

  Jennifer squeezed his ass hard, swallowing his cock into her throat, sucking on it with tight lips. She shoved her hand to his balls, feeling their fullness, the beat of them, wanting a bias load of come juice. She felt the lips of her cunt squeeze and the orgasm that boiled inside it. “Mom! Ohhh, Mom!” Johnny groaned. “Mmmmn.”

  “Mom, here it comes!”

  The hot spurt of creamy come juice exploded in her mouth, splashing into her throat, burning sweetly as she gulped it down.

  By the final squirt of his come juice, her cunt was rippling with a delicious orgasm, slippery fluids oozing along her inner thighs. Her knees had grass stains when she stood, and Johnny squatted to brush them off as best he could.

  Jennifer giggled, holding her dress up for him. “I don’t mind if people see my knees stained, baby. Let them all know I’ve been on my knees with a big, hard cock in my mouth.”

  They went back to the midway, strolling around the crowds, taking in the sights. Darkness was descending, and the colored lights came on all over the carnival. More and more people were showing up now.

  Jennifer enjoyed herself, packed between bodies, her hands busy, getting a feel of a cock here, a cock there. Sometimes the man or boy she felt would jerk away, move off. But most of them stood still and let her fondle them, and twice
she made a cock come off inside the man’s pants with her hands.

  Once, both Jennifer and Johnny managed to fondle a man and woman together. A man had pressed up against Jennifer’s ass while they stood before a tent, a barker shouting out the attractions inside. Jennifer had felt a cock against her ass, and she shoved her hand behind her. The size of the cock surprised her, and she couldn’t resist taking it from the man’s pants and jacking him off against her dress. When she pushed her other hand back, she found her son was feeling a woman up under her dress. She glanced at Johnny, who grinned at her. Searching with her fingers, she touched the hair of the woman’s cunt, and she found her son’s finger darting about a moist clit. She pounded the man’s cock, holding the head against her dress, pushing into the crack of her ass.

  Johnny twisted and rubbed at the woman’s clitoris, pushing his finger into her heated cunt. Both Jennifer and her son heard the sighs of the couple as they came almost at the same time. When it was over, the man and woman moved away, and Jennifer noticed they were in their thirties.

  They rode more rides, picking those that allowed Jennifer to expose her ass or her cunt.

  They rode a ride that went round and round, with a cover that opened and closed on them. As the cover would lift, Jennifer always had her dress at her hips, the hair of her cunt showing, hanging onto the safety bar and laughing loudly, her hair flying. When the ride ended, she left her dress up, and as the teenaged attendant unlocked and lifted the safety bar, he got a very good look at Jennifer’s cunt as she swung a long leg wide to climb from the car.

  Smiling sweetly, she took Johnny’s hand and they walked off, her shapely ass swaying beautifully.

  “I need a fuck,” she whispered as they strolled about the throngs of people. “My cunt is very hot, baby!”

  “With all these people around, we could fuck anywhere and no one would ever notice.”

  Squeezing his hand, Jennifer began to search for someplace they could use. People were everywhere, young and old, with very little privacy even between the tents. They saw boys and girls pressed together in every available space, holding each other, humping crotches, feeling cocks or tits or asses.

  Walking behind the tents among the huge trucks and trailers, they discovered some blankets beneath a big trailer, apparently for the use of a carnival worker to rest now and then.

  Looking around carefully, Jennifer pulled her son beneath the trailer, yanking her skirt to her waist and spreading her legs wide for her son.

  “Hurry up!” she gasped, arching her hairy pussy to her son as he climbed between her uplifted legs.

  Johnny hauled his cock from the leg of his shorts. His prick was already hard and ready to plunge into his mother’s cunt.

  “What if someone comes, Mom?”

  “You and I are going to come, baby!” she hissed. “If you’ll hurry up, we’ll both come.”

  “I mean who do these blankets belong to?”

  “They’ll have to wait their fucking turn!”

  Jennifer grabbed her son’s cock and stuffed it into her fiery cunt.

  “You would, wouldn’t you?” She laughed, plunging hard into her wet pussy.

  “Every one of them!” Jennifer cried out as her son’s cock pumped into her cunt. “I’d take them all on… ooooh, a wonderful gangfuck in my cunt… mouth… asshole!” With the gay music loud, the laughter and noisy crowds around them, Johnny rammed into his mother’s cunt hard and fast, making her come three times before he gushed into her cunt, overfilling it, until his come juice seeped from her hot, swollen cuntslit to the blankets.

  CHAPTER TEN

  At midnight, Jennifer and Johnny were still going strong at the carnival.

  People were packed shoulder to shoulder.

  They kept wandering around, feeling strangers up as often as they could, which was very often. Seldom were they pushed away, and a few times, Jennifer was felt up by teenaged boys and men alike.

  As they passed a narrow walkway between two tents, they saw a young girl on her knees before a man old enough to be her father, sucking frantically at his cock. The man was leaning against a tent pole, eyes closed, holding the girl’s head, moaning softly in pleasure. The girl’s face darted back and forth, her eyes closed, too.

  Jennifer and Johnny stood in the narrow entrance, watching. Jennifer pulled her son’s cock from his shorts and stroked it while they watched. Johnny ran his hand up the front of his mother’s dress and felt her hairy cunt. Not once did the man or girl see them.

  The man came, grunting, his body shaking. The girl made wet gulping sounds, and they watched the man’s come juice seep from her desperately sucking lips and run to her chin.

  They moved away before the man and girl knew they had watched them.

  In another place, they saw a young boy jacking off furiously. He was beside a tent with skimpily clad dancing girls, peering through a tear in the tent. They didn’t stay to watch the boy come, but went along the midway searching, watching everyone.

  They saw the young girl, the one who had been giving the man a blow job. She was clinging to the man’s hand as they walked a few feet ahead of Jennifer and Johnny. The girl had on a pair of very tight shorts, her pretty ass drawing the eye, her very long, very slim, legs looking smooth and golden. When they got a look at the man’s face, they knew it was the same man. The man was a few years older than Jennifer.

  “I bet that’s his daughter,” Jennifer said. “Mom, if that’s so, she wouldn’t be sucking his cock,” Johnny replied.

  “Why not? You’re sucking my cunt, aren’t you?”

  “Well… maybe it is, then.”

  “Want to find out?”

  “How? Ask, them?”

  “That’s one way.” Jennifer smiled.

  They came close to the man and girl who had stopped to look at the posters on a tent. Jennifer looked at the man, then the girl.

  “You have a beautiful daughter,” she said to the man.

  The man smiled at Jennifer. “Thank you.”

  “My daddy is the best!” The girl smiled shyly, clinging to his arm. “He’s the best daddy in the world!”

  The man put his arm about her and hugged her, grinning proudly.

  “You and your wife must be very proud of such a lovely daughter,” Jennifer said. “I know I am of my son here.”

  The girl was looking at Johnny with shy, but sparkling eyes, holding her father’s upper arm tightly.

  “I’m a widower,” the man said.

  “Me, too,” Jennifer replied, a shiver of anticipation flowing through her body. “But Johnny is a dear, no trouble at all.”

  “Janey isn’t, either.”

  Jennifer saw her son was very attracted to the girl, his eyes all over her slender body. She wore a tight blouse, but there was no sign of titties.

  “Would you like to eat something with us?” the man asked, his eyes warm, his smile friendly.

  Jennifer looked at her son, who nodded his head without taking his eyes off of Janey.

  They found a crowded table and had hot dogs and soft drinks. Jennifer drew the man out, finding out about Tom and his daughter, Janey.

  Johnny sat on one side of the table with the girl, watching and listening to his mother, knowing what she was trying to do, and his pleasure showed on his face.

  Jennifer let her leg press against Tom’s, who kept smiling at her as they ate. When a bit of mustard dripped onto her chin, Tom took a paper napkin and wiped it off. Jennifer gave him a bright smile, her tips pursed slightly, suggestively. She felt Tom return the pressure to her thigh, and she lowered her hand beneath the table and rested it on his, almost in his crotch.

  Tom kept smiling at Jennifer, and he dropped his hand to her thigh. His eyes widened slightly when he found that she had her dress up and his hand felt her hot flesh. Jennifer poked her tongue out and wrinkled her nose at him.

  “I saw you on the parachute ride,” Tom said.

  “Is that all you saw?” she asked teasingly, sliding he
r fingers between his legs and lightly touching the bulge of his balls.

  “You don’t have anything on under your dress.”

  Janey’s eyes swiveled to Jennifer, bright and hot. “I saw it, too!”

  Johnny smiled. “You saw what?”

  “Her pussy,” Janey whispered, a faint pink coming to her cheeks.

  Tom laughed, slipping his hand to Jennifer’s cunt.

  “You have a hard-on?” Janey said, looking at Johnny.

  Jennifer looked at Tom.

  Tom laughed easily. “She can smell a hard-on a block away.”

  “She sucks a good cock too,” Jennifer said.

  “Oh, you saw us?”

  Jennifer nodded, closing her fingers about his cock inside his pants as his fingers rubbed her clit.

  “Janey likes it better in public,” Tom said. “So do we,” Jennifer replied, squeezing his cock, “but we like it at home, too.”

  “Do you enjoy exposing yourself?”

  “Very much,” Jennifer said, squeezing his cock again.

  “Maybe we should become friends.” Tom grinned as his finger found the fiery tightness of Jennifer’s cunt.

  “I’d say we already are!” Jennifer mewled, spreading her legs for him under the table. “At least my cunt and your cock are friendly now.”

  Johnny glanced at his mother when Janey pulled his cock from the leg of his shorts beneath the table. He knew what his mother was doing with Tom; he could hear what they said to each other. Janey was pumping on his cock while making little gasping sounds.

  “Don’t make me come!” he gasped.

  “Not this way,” Janey whispered. “Want me to get under the table and suck you off?”

  Her father laughed again. “I guess Janey has your son’s cock out.”

  “Mmmmmmm, and I have your cock out!” Jennifer purred, leaning against him, “and if you don’t stop, you’re going to make me come.”

  “What’s wrong with that?” he said, pushing two fingers into Jennifer’s cunt.