Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Billy grinned, his eyes flashing. “You can take it.”

  “You bet your sweet little ass I can take it,” she said, and moved across the room, undressing as she went. “I can take it anyway you give it to me.” She winked lewdly at him, peeling her panties off and dropping them on the floor. “Now, bath time.”

  She shot him the bird, then turned and ran, her naked ass bouncing sweetly, Billy after her.

  They wrestled playfully into her room and the bathroom, where Billy allowed her to run the tub, standing behind her and caressing her creamy ass and thighs, sliding his hand around to cup a tit.

  Slipping his cock into the split of her ass, he held her as he leaned over to test the water.

  “Mom, if you stay this way for a little longer, I’ll slip you the bird.” He laughed.

  Misty waggled her ass, feeling his cock pressing at the pucker of her asshole. “I’ve got the nest for it, honey.”

  “A couple of nests,” he said, humping so his cock rubbed up and down the split of her lovely ass.

  “You can’t stick that thing in me soft,” she said, grinding at him as she braced her body by placing her hands on the rim of the tub.

  “It’s not gonna be soft long,” he said, his voice thickening.

  “Ooooh, I can feel it won’t,” Misty purred as she felt her son’s cock hardening between the cheeks of her ass. She flexed her ass, squeezing his cock with the cheeks. “Mmmmmm, it feels very nice.”

  Pressing his swelling cock harder, Billy leaned over his mother’s back and fondled her dangling tits, twisting and pulling at her sensitive nipples. Misty mewled as her emotions started steaming, her cunt turning juicy again. But it wasn’t her cunt where his cock was going this time, but up her asshole. She spread her feet on the floor, searching her ass up for him. She placed her cheek on the rim of the tub and slipped her, hands to her ass, pulling the asscheeks wide open for him. The crinkle of her asshole flexed, inviting his cock. Billy gazed at it, watching his mother work, the hole.

  Lifting his cock in one hand, he placed the now-swollen head against the steamy pucker, making his mother gasp with pleasure. Her fingers pulled at her asscheeks, her ass lifting to his cock.

  “Ahhhh, yes, Billy,” she whimpered as she felt the pressure against her asshole. “Oooooh, so good, baby!”

  Billy pushed, watching the head of his cock spread his mother’s asshole open. Then it slipped inside her, making Misty gasp with excitement. Her asshole spread wide, yet was tight around the head of his cock. The hairy lips of her cunt and her bulging clit throbbed sweetly. Now that the head of her son’s cock was inside her asshole, she turned the asscheeks loose, slipping one hand between her thighs and rubbing at her cunt, intensifying the thrilling sensations. She slipped two fingers into her cunt as her son gripped her hips, inching his cock deeper into her asshole.

  Billy watched his cock sink in, excited to see his mother’s hot asshole spread for him. He pressed forward, his cock buried all the way, his lower stomach against the satiny heat of his mother’s ass. Misty gave a soft cry and pulled her fingers out of her cunt and cradled his dangling balls, squeezing them gently, feeling his cock throb and jerk inside her asshole. She pulled his balls forward, pressing them to the slit of her steamy pussy, rocking her ass from side to side.

  “Ooooh, fuck my ass, baby!” she purred. “Fuck mother’s hot ass! Ahhh, your cock feels so hard in my asshole! Fuck my asshole… ram your cock real hard up mother’s fucking hot asshole!”

  Billy, clutching her hips, pulled backward, then thrust inward, making his mother cry out softly. His balls rubbed along her palm as he stabbed his cock in and out of her asshole with enough force to make her tight tits sway. The friction on her stretched asshole sent Misty into a whimpering rapture, her clit straining from the hairy, juicy folds of her cunt. The speed of her son’s cock bounced her body back and forth as she pushed her ass to him. She had one hand back on the rim of the tub, her head lifted, her eyes closed as she gasped in pleasure. The soft slapping of his lower body against the heated cheeks of her velvety ass were loud in the confines of the bathroom.

  “Faster, Billy!” she cried. “Ohhh, God, faster! Ram it to me… ram that cock up mother’s asshole! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!”

  Billy panted behind and above her, his eyes glazed as he watched the pink circle of her asshole pull and clutch his cock. He jerked back until the head was almost free, only to plunge back in vigorously. The harder his cock pounded into her asshole, the more Misty sobbed with ecstasy. The friction was sensational, driving her mind into erotic rapture.

  “Ram me, ram me!” she squealed over and over, her cunt dripping juices onto her hand that cupped it. “Ram my ass… fuck my ass! Ooooh, Billy, Billy, fuck mother’s hot fucking asshole!”

  “You’re getting it, Mom?” he yelped. “You’re getting my hard cock up your fucking hot asshole! I’m gonna fuck your asshole good… fill your asshole with my hot, hot come juice!”

  “Yes, baby, yes!”

  Misty squirmed, grinding her ass, taking the wild thrusts of her son’s cock into her fiery asshole with ecstatic squeals. Her flesh rippled and steamed, the excitement centered in her asshole and cunt. The feel of her son’s cock fucking up her asshole made her cunt so fucking wet and caused her tits to become hard. There was the rumble of an orgasm deep inside the pit of her stomach, and the lips of her hairy cunt were working, opening and closing as if it too had a hard cock ramming in and out. Her clit was ready to burst, tightly swollen and throbbing. She began to squeal louder, her head lifting higher as she strained her ass to him.

  “Billy… Billy!” she sobbed. “Oh, my God, baby! It feels like you’re going to drive that big cock out of my fucking mouth! Ahhh, give it to me! I want it all… right up my ass! Oooooh, I’m going to come so fucking hard, darling! Make me come… make mother come!”

  Billy was stabbing into her asshole as fast as he could, gritting his teeth, his balls hard and full. The tight grip of his mother’s asshole on his cock was overwhelming.

  “Mom, your ass… your asshole is… ohhh, Mom!”

  Billy lunged forward, his cock very deep.

  Misty felt his jerk inside her asshole, and cried out as the spasms of her orgasm exploded. The rippling waves of her orgasms created tighter suction on her son’s cock, and his juices squirted along the soft walls of her asshole.

  “Oh, God! Ohhhh, dear God!” Misty sobbed as she came, the orgasm intense, her cunt burning, her asshole on fire. “Squirt it, baby! Squirt it to me! Squirt that sweet come juice up mother’s fucking hot asshole!”

  Her ass danced and swayed as her son spewed, sending rapid gushes of juice deep into her ass. Her cunt strained and began to ache with the spasms, her clit painful now.

  “No more, Billy!” she sobbed softly. “Please, no more!”

  Billy pulled his softening cock out of his mother’s ass, and Misty’s knees buckled slowly until she was on the floor, resting her head on the rim of the tub, breathing deeply, her tits rising and falling. Billy slumped against the bathroom wall, his chest heaving, cock dangling.

  When she recovered some strength, turning to look at her son, she found his cock close to her face. She kissed it, then pulled it into her mouth to suck lovingly, not minding that it had just been inside her asshole.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Misty began to talk to Billy about other men and women. Her interest was not so much on men and women, but boys and girls her son’s age. She was pleased when he entered into the erotic conversations with her, talking about the pretty blonde girl they had watched in the dressing room. She admitted to her son that she wouldn’t mind tasting a cunt if it was as pretty as that one.

  This confession excited Billy, his eyes glowing.

  “I get to watch, Mom,” he said.

  “Hey, we’re in this together,” she said, pleased by his reply. “You and I are a team. We don’t fuck without the other, right?”

  “Right!” he agreed, grinning from ear to ear. “
A team, Mom.”

  “And you won’t be jealous if I… you know, when the boy stuck his cock into the window of the car?”

  “No way,” he said. “I know I acted like a kid then, but it still turned me on. Na, I won’t be jealous anymore, Mom.”

  Billy enjoyed seeing her wearing nothing but panties at home, and that was all she wore most of the time. The panties were very skimpy, showing the shadow of her pussy hair, the creamy cheeks of her ass. She enjoyed being looked at this way, too. So it happened one afternoon that she was in a pair of stark white panties, lacy and very scanty, when the doorbell sounded. She had been sitting on the couch with her son fondling her tits, and the sound startled her, making her jump.

  “Are you expecting one of your friends, darling?” she asked him.

  “Not me, Mom,” he replied.

  Misty walked to the window and peeked out, seeing a boy about her son’s age standing there. She looked at her son, who was sitting on the couch, his cock out of his shorts, up and very hard.

  “It’s a boy,” she said. “Do you want to see what he wants, Billy?”

  Billy’s eyes suddenly took on a wild gleam. “You see, Mom.”

  “Toss me my robe,” she said.

  “Like you are now,” he grinned lewdly.

  “In my panties?”

  “Well, what have we been taking about?” her son said. “You’ve showed your cunt before, so why not open the door in your panties?”

  Misty’s eyes glinted, and she grinned.

  “Sure, why not?”

  She turned the door handle and sucked in her breath, making her naked tits strain outward, nipples jutting up with hardness. She glanced at Billy, and opened the door.

  The boy standing there gasped, his eyes bulging as he stared at Misty’s body.

  “Uh… uh… I… uh…” he stammered, making choking sounds, unable to stop staring at her naked tits.

  “You want something?” Misty asked, leaning against the door, her eyes fiery.

  “You… do you take the paper?” the boy stammered, his eyes moving downward to where her tight panties puffed out with her cunt.

  “Yes, we do,” Misty said softly, looking to see if the boy’s cock was responding. It was swelling outward with hardness.

  “Thank… thank you,” he said, turning to leave, but swiveling his head around to keep looking at her.

  “Wait,” Misty said, grabbing his upper arm. “We could talk about it, couldn’t we?”

  “Gosh!” the boy gulped, turning back, his eyes devouring her.

  Misty ran her hand down his arm, then brushed the back of her hand over the front of his bulging pants.

  “Come in, and let’s talk about it,” she whispered.

  She pulled the boy into the house, closing the door. The boy saw Billy sitting on the couch, his cock out, very hard.

  “Oh, it’s okay,” Misty said. “Billy doesn’t mind.”

  The boy couldn’t speak. His face was flushed, but it wasn’t with embarrassment. He couldn’t take his eyes off Misty’s body, and he was shaking, his hands balled into fists.

  “I’ve heard about things like this before, but I never figured it would happen tome,” he said.

  Billy watched his mother, his cock throbbing, come juice seeping from his pisshole. Misty held the boy by his shoulders, running one hand about the front of his pants, feeling his cock.

  “You have a nice one,” she purred. “Have you put it in a girl before?”

  The boy nodded, staring at her naked tits.

  “Once,” he said.

  “You like pussy?” Misty purred, squeezing his cock and balls. “Do you like hot, wet pussy?”

  “Ahhh, yeah!”

  “I have one, a real hot, real wet, pussy,” Misty purred and pulled the boy’s hand to her crotch, curling his fingers between her thighs and pressing his palm hard at her cunt. “Feel how hot it is?”

  “Gosh!” the boy groaned.

  “Feel me,” Misty insisted. “Rub my cunt… you can feel how hot and wet it is.”

  The boy rubbed, making Misty twist her ass.

  Billy sat and watched his mother, excitement in his young eyes, his cock jerking. Misty opened the boy’s pants and pulled his cock out, stroking it, cooing over how hard it was.

  “I want it,” she mewled, squeezing it and watching juices drip from his pisshole. “I love a nice, hard cock like this. Want to fuck me?”

  The boy’s head jerked up and down, then he looked at Billy.

  “Is he gonna watch?”

  “Of course,” Misty said. “He’s going to fuck me, too. I’m going to fuck both of you.”

  “Gosh!” the boy groaned.

  Billy was grasping his cock as he watched his mother. Misty knelt in front of the boy, opening his pants and dragging them down to his ankles. His cock strained upright, his balls full and low. She caressed his balls with one hand, his cock with the other. She leaned forward and kissed the shaft of the boy’s cock, bringing another gasp from him.

  “You gonna suck it, too?” the boy asked.

  “Do you like being sucked?” she purred, nuzzling his cock against her face. “Billy loves it when I suck his cock.”

  “Yeah!” the boy moaned.

  “Then I may suck it off,” Misty said. “That depends on how good a fuck you give me.”

  She removed the boy’s panty, then stood up and removed his shirt. The boy was over his nervousness, his cock ready. As she saw her son slip his shorts off, she peeled her panties down, kicking them free. The boy’s cock jerked, and Misty was afraid he would come off too fast, but all it did was jerk about. The boy stared hard at her pussy, watching as Misty spread her legs, her fingers opening her cunt to show the wet pinkness.

  The boy’s eyes shone with excitement, his tongue running over his lips. Misty leaned forward, her tongue dragging across the boy’s pisshole, licking up the seeping juices, making the boy gasp and twitch. She held her cunt spread open with two fingers, her other hand at the base of his cock. Pressing her lips to the head, she slowly sucked it into her mouth, her eyes watching his expression. Billy was leaning forward, his eyes on fire as he watched his mother’s mouth take the boy’s cock deeper and deeper.

  “I thought you were gonna fuck him, Mom,” he said.

  “Mom? Is she your mother?” the boy asked. Billy nodded, still watching his mother’s lips stretch around the boy’s hard-on.

  “Hey, wow!” the boy gurgled. “That’s a trip!”

  Misty drew her fingers along the boy’s cock tightly, making his breath catch. Standing upright, still holding her cunt open, she pulled the boy’s cock to it, rubbing the swollen head over her rigid clit, purring in pleasure.

  “Mmmmm, I need it in me,” she whispered huskily. “Real deep in my pussy.”

  She bent her knees, spreading them, and slipped the boy’s cock into her cunt, making a little cry, of delight. With the head of his cock at her pussy, Misty held his hips pulling him close, her eyes glazing as the feel of his cock filled her. Billy was on his knees, gripping his cock hard as he watched his mother take this boy’s cock up her cunt. His hand grabbed one of her naked asscheeks, squeezing it.

  Misty began to push and pull the boy’s hips, stabbing his cock into her cunt. Her bent knees wobbled, and she was close to falling.

  She pulled from the boy, dropped to her hands and knees, shooting her naked ass into the air.

  “Fuck me!” she moaned. “Ram it to me this way! Fuck me now!”

  Misty waggled her ass, shoving her bushy cunt from between her thighs. The boy was quick to drop to his knees behind, his cock jerking up and down. When he lunged forward, his cock slithered into Misty’s cunt with perfect aim.

  “Ohhh, God, yes!” Misty wailed, straining her ass back at him.

  The boy gripped her twisting hips, and began lunging swiftly, driving his cock in and out with juicy sounds. He was gritting his teeth, but his eyes burned on her dancing ass. Billy’s fist began to work on his cock, his ex
citement at watching his mother getting fucked by this boy intense. But Misty, hearing his slapping hand, pulled his fist off his cock and gripped it in her own, jacking him as her head and shoulders rested on the floor, her nipples scraping the carpet as the boy at her ass plunged faster and faster up her fiery cunt.

  “Ahhh, fantastic!” she sobbed. “It’s wonderful! Oooch, fuck me hard! Fuck me real hard!”

  Misty churned her uplifted ass wantonly, the gripping lips of her boiling cunt holding the boy’s cock very tightly, the friction increasing her ecstasy. His balls swung and bounced, often slapping at her distended clit. Shudders went through her naked body when the boy’s cock went very deep. She was squeezing her son’s cock so hard that her fist could hardly move, making the head of Billy’s cock bulge.

  “Billy,” she moaned. “Oh, darling, I want… come here, Billy!”

  She pulled at her son’s cock until she had him on his knees in front of her head. With her ass arched as high as it would go in the air for the boy behind her, Misty began to gobble hungrily at her son’s cock, making wet sucking sounds.

  “Oh, wow!” the boy above her ass groaned as he saw her sucking greedily on Billy’s cock. “You sure are a hot lady!”

  Billy grinned across his mother’s back at the boy.

  “You’re lucky,” he said, his voice thick. “My mom doesn’t just fuck anyone.”

  The boy tried to speak, but his throat was constricting. Misty’s cunt was grabbing at his cock as he ran it in and out, making his balls swell and turn hard. He could see her asshole winking as he pulled back, watch the hairy lips of her cunt cling to his cock. The sounds of her sucking and the wetness of her cunt was loud in the room.

  The hot, hard taste of her son’s cock in her mouth while the boy fucked her cunt from behind was working its magic on Misty. Her pussy was expanding and stretching and tightening, the rumbles of orgasm searing the flesh between her thighs. She moaned hotly, struggling to suck the juices out of her son’s cock while her cunt demanded the spurts of thick come juice from the boy behind her churning ass.