Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Fawn sat up, looking down at Joan. “You mean… Joan, this is your first time with a girl?”

  Joan nodded, grinning with pleasure.

  “Then why?” Fawn asked. “I mean, what made you want to do it?”

  Joan told of watching her at the pool, of seeing her bikini bottoms pull into the crack of her ass, of the growing desire to feel that saucy ass. She did not mention seeing the way Fawn tantalized her son, of the telescopes and how she had jerked her son off while sucking on his balls.

  Fawn stroked Joan’s tits. “I’m glad, then,” Fawn said. “I’ve seen you around and you want to know something? I’ve wanted to kiss your cunt ever since I first saw you. I just didn’t know if you’d let me.”

  “Now we both know, don’t we?” Joan laughed, rubbing between Fawn’s thighs. “But this doesn’t mean I’m turned off by guys. I love them — especially those hard cocks they have. I love to feel a hard cock in my cunt, but now I love to feel my tongue up a pussy, too.”

  “We’re the same,” Fawn laughed. “I enjoy eating pussy as much as fucking a sweet cock, too.”

  “Like Ted’s?” Joan asked, then wondered why she had said it.

  Fawn’s eyes grew warm as a smile spread over her face. “He’s so good-looking. I wouldn’t mind fucking him at all.”

  “Why don’t you do it, then?” Joan heard herself ask.

  “I thought… he’s so young, Joan,” Fawn replied. “Would he know what to do with a girl? Has he had a piece of ass, do you know?”

  “I’m not sure,” Joan said. “But I think he’s getting horny enough for it lately. Besides, there’s always a first time, isn’t there?”

  Fawn giggled, pinching Joan’s nipple.

  “What’s so funny?”

  “I think it’s hilarious, eating your cunt the way I just did and now thinking about fucking your son,” Fawn laughed. “Tonguefuck the mother, then go fuck the son!”

  “Anything wrong with it?” Joan asked, a little anxious.

  “Not a thing in the world, Joan,” Fawn said, squeezing one upstanding tit. “I think it’s great!”

  CHAPTER FOUR

  That evening Joan found herself wishing her son would go down to visit Fawn.

  She knew Fawn would fuck Ted, she had said she would, in so many words. If he would go down to visit with her, maybe he would fuck her in the living room, and she could watch them on the telescope! Somehow, the idea of seeing her son fuck the sweet girl sent shivers of pleasure between her thighs. The idea of seeing her son’s precious cock thrusting into the blondehaired cunt she had sucked off that afternoon almost made Joan come as she sat looking at Ted.

  “Ted,” she said softly, “have you ever thought about doing something with any of those women you’ve been spying on?”

  “Doing what, Mom?”

  “I know you’ve been jacking off, watching them,” she said. “You jack off when you see Fawn in her living room, don’t you? And remember how good it makes you feel when I suck your balls and jerk you off after we look at her? Doesn’t that make you wish you could fuck her?”

  Ted’s eyes became round as he looked at his mother. Joan saw the effect her words had on him by the way his cock started swelling inside his jeans. She grinned.

  “Well, don’t you think it would be good to stick your cock in her blonde cunt, darling?”

  “Yeah, that would be great, Mom!” he said enthusiastically. “But I don’t think Fawn would let me. I’m just a kid and she’s not gonna want to fuck a kid like me.”

  “I wouldn’t be too sure about that,” Joan said. “I have a hunch she might let you.”

  “Really?” Ted asked, eagerness in his voice.

  “I’m sure Fawn would let you fuck her,” Joan said, her voice firm. “Listen, why don’t you go visit her now? You can find out if she will.”

  “Aw, I wouldn’t know what to do, Mom,” he said.

  “Leave that up to Fawn, baby,” Joan replied. “You don’t have to do anything but get a hard-on. I think she’ll do the rest.”

  “Really?” he asked again, his eyes glowing, his cock straining at his pants. “You think she’ll fuck me, Mom, really?”

  “Why don’t you take that hard-on you’re getting down there and find out?” she smiled at him. “Once she sees your hard cock, I bet she won’t be able to keep her hands off it.”

  “Like you, Mom?” Ted laughed.

  “Mmm, like me.”

  Ted got to his feet, pacing up and down the living room, excited, his cock bulging in his pants. “I’ll do it,” he said. “I’ll go see her. Maybe she’ll let me fuck her. I hope she’ll let me put it in her! Gosh, I bet she’s good at it, Mom! She looks and acts like she’ll love getting fucked!”

  “Go find out,” Joan urged, watching his excitement and his cock swell. “Go on before you come off in your fucking pants, baby!”

  “Aw, you wouldn’t let me come in my pants, Mom,” he said, arching his hips toward her.

  “Don’t be so sure,” she teased. “You make my panties wet all the time, don’t you? It would only be fair if you cum off in your pants.” She ran her hand over his hard-on. “Mmmm, you’ve got a nice hard cock, baby. If you don’t go on and see if Fawn will fuck you, I’m going to take your cock out and play with it myself.”

  “I’m going!” he said.

  Joan watched her son run out the door. Then she hurried to his bedroom quickly, entering the darkness. The small telescope was still trained on the living room of Fawn’s apartment. She peered through the lens, seeing Fawn sitting on the couch in her robe as usual. Then she saw the girl look up and knew her son had knocked on her door.

  She watched Fawn invite Ted into her apartment, taking his hand and bringing him to the couch. Joan noticed that Ted still had his hard-on.

  Fawn sat down beside Ted and turned to face him, one leg up on the couch, the robe parted to expose her golden, creamy thighs almost to her cunt. Joan saw how nervous her son was, and he kept glancing at Fawn’s legs. She saw Fawn laugh, then lean over and kiss Ted’s cheek.

  Already Joan’s cunt was wet, throbbing with heat. It wasn’t everyday a mother could watch her son’s first fuck, she thought, pleased. Fawn took Ted’s hand as they sat talking, placing his palm on her knee. Ted was losing some of his nervousness, Joan saw. Fawn pulled Ted’s hand up her thigh a ways as she leaned over and kissed him, on his mouth this time. As Fawn leaned forward, her robe came apart, revealing her beautiful tits with rigid, rubbery nipples.

  She wished she could hear them talking, but since she couldn’t, looking at them was the next best thing. She saw Fawn lift her son’s hand and curl his fingers about one of her tits, and then she dropped her hand right on top of Ted’s raging hard cock. Joan was pleased with her son, watching him boldly stroke and fondle Fawn’s titties. When she saw Fawn opening Ted’s pants, taking his young cock out, Joan almost came, her cunt boiling with that sweet, deliciously wet sensation.

  Fawn closed her fingers around Ted’s cock, jerking up and down on it. Joan’s palms itched with the feeling of jerking her son’s cock off, knowing what Fawn was feeling. As she jacked on his hard cock, Fawn licked Ted’s lips. Finally she drew back, unbelting her robe and letting it fall away. Joan watched her son look at Fawn’s naked beauty, his eyes glowing with eagerness. He looked upon her blondehaired cunt intently, then moved his hand up her thigh and stroked it, pumping one of his fingers in and out. Fawn leaned back on the couch, spreading her slender legs wide and arching her cunt up to Ted’s thrusting finger, gripping his cock tightly.

  Joan was hardly breathing as she saw Fawn stand her son up, open his belt, and shove his pants down. Ted’s cock stood out straight and lovely, his balls looking very full. Joan squeezed at her own tits as she murmured, “Fuck him, Fawn! Take his cock in your sweet cunt and fuck my son! I want to watch this beautiful cock fuck your tight cunt!”

  Whether it was because she had said those words or because she was watching Fawn play with Ted’s cock and balls,
Joan felt an orgasm rumble through her cunt. She moaned softly, watching Fawn spread her legs and push Ted to his knees between them.

  Using two fingers, Fawn spread the pink, wet lips of her cunt, and holding Ted’s cock at the base, rubbed his swollen, dripping piss hole about the fiery slit of her pussy, smashing it against her swollen clitoris. Fawn was looking into Ted’s face as she did this, her lips parted and her tongue moving about them. Ted was staring down at what she was doing with his cock and her cunt, his hands holding her hips as though she would jerk from him.

  The image was sharp, and Joan sucked in a hiss of air as she saw her son’s cock sliding into Fawn’s cunt. She could almost hear Ted gasp with ecstasy. Fawn closed her eyes as Ted’s cock slithered into her pussy, and it was obvious to Joan that the girl was sighing with pleasure. For a long moment, Fawn held Ted’s cock inside her cunt, then she placed her hands on his small hips, moving him back and forth, lifting her cunt to his prick. Joan watched her son catch the rhythm, and then he was fucking Fawn, his cock sliding deeply and wetly. Fawn churned her hips up and down, fucking back at Ted vigorously. Joan could almost hear the wet sounds of her son’s cock penetrating that sugary cunt, and she shoved her hand under her dress to rub at her own pussy.

  Seeing her son’s small ass bunch and tighten, his cock moving in and out of the gripping, blondehaired lips of Fawn’s sweet cunt sent ripples of desire up and down Joan’s spine.

  Fawn was churning her naked hips up and down, grinding into Ted’s plunging cock, his balls slapping against her sweet, round ass. Joan could not see Ted’s balls, but she could imagine it very well. She could see his cock glisten with the wetness of Fawn’s cunt, could almost see the way that tight pussy sucked at his prick. Fawn was not holding Ted’s hips now, but clutching at her firm, spongy tits, twisting and pulling at her pink nipples, her head turning from side to side, her long honey-blonde hair becoming tangled. Fawn was thrashing her naked ass about wildly, and Joan knew instinctively that the girl was either coming or very close to it.

  Then Fawn thrust her cunt hard onto Ted’s cock, pressing tightly. Joan saw her son ram his prick deeply, his young body shaking, then turning rigid.

  “He’s coming in her,” she whispered excitedly, her eye glued to the telescope. “Ted is shooting his precious come juice in her tight, wet cunt!”

  A powerful orgasm shot through Joan as she watched Fawn and her son coming together. Ted’s cock stayed inside Fawn’s cunt for a long time, with him slumping over Fawn’s lovely body. Joan was glad to see Fawn caressing his back and ass while he rested, her thighs moving gently against his hips.

  After watching her son pull his pants up and seeing Fawn lead him to the door, hugging him tightly against her naked body to kiss him goodnight, Joan left the telescope and her son’s room.

  She was in the living room when Ted came in, his face glowing happily.

  “She let me, Mom!” he said exuberantly. “Fawn let me fuck her! Ohh, it was sure good, too! I liked it so much.”

  Catching his excitement, Joan grabbed him and hugged him tightly. She ran her hand along the front of his pants, feeling his cock and balls. She kissed him wetly on his mouth, darting her tongue into it for a moment.

  “Was it that good, baby?” she laughed. “Did her cunt feel real hot and wet to you? Was it a tight pussy?”

  “Yeah, man!” Ted said. “Fawn fucks good, Mom! I thought she was gonna fuck my cock right off… almost pulled my balls in it!”

  “I supposed you’re tired now, huh?” she teased him. “I suppose all you want to do is go to sleep, right?”

  “Not me,” he said. “I want to stay awake and let the feeling stay as long as it will.”

  She squeezed his cock and balls through his pants, then turned him loose. She pretended to pout. “Now I won’t have any fun with you, I guess. You’re probably not interested in my handjobs anymore.”

  “I am, Mom,” he said. “You can always jack me off and suck on my balls. I like that, too.”

  She gave a sigh of pretended negligence. “Well, I suppose I could jack off the paper boy, or find me another fellow who will let me have some fun, too.”

  Ted hugged his mother tightly. “Aw, Mom. You know you can jack me off. Here…” He opened his pants and pulled his cock out. “You can do it for me now.”

  Joan looked at his cock. It was still wet from Fawn’s cunt.

  “You’re not even hard for me,” she pouted. “You’ve always had a nice hard-on for me to play with, honey. I guess Fawn has fucked you out, after all.”

  Ted stroked his cock, standing in front of his mother.

  “Oh, let me do that,” Joan said, her cunt steaming again. “Take your fucking pants down and let me do that for you.”

  Ted shoved his pants down and Joan sat him on the couch, dropping to her knees between his legs. She licked at his flesh, watching his cock grow, swelling and pointing toward his stomach. She cupped his balls gently and caressed them, stroking her other hand along his pussywet cock. She could smell the arousing scent of Fawn’s cunt on him.

  Shoving her face between his legs, she lapped about his balls, tasting Fawn’s cunt there. That added to her erotic pleasure. Taking his balls into her mouth, she began to pump at his once more hard cock. The pisshole flared and started dripping, smearing her hand and making her fist slide smoothly on his prick.

  “Mmmm, you taste so good!” she moaned, drawing both his balls into her mouth, her nose brushing the base of his cock, inhaling the sweetness of Fawn’s cunt on him.

  Letting his balls drop from her mouth, she kissed the base of his cock. “Knowing you were down there fucking her made me so hot, baby,” she murmured. “I wanted to play with myself, the way we’ve watched Fawn do.”

  “Why didn’t you, Mom?”

  “Because… well, because, that’s all.”

  “Just thinking about it, huh?”

  “No,” she confessed. “I watched you in the telescope. I watched it all — the way she fucked you, your cock going into her cunt, you both coming.”

  “You did?” His eyes glowed.

  “You don’t believe me?”

  “Sure, I believe you, Mom,” he said. “I’d have been watching if I was you.”

  Joan stood up, lifting her skirt slightly and shoving her hands under it. Without letting her son see her cunt, she pulled her panties off. As she lifted first one knee, then the other to remove her panties, Ted caught a brief flash of her hairy cunt.

  “See, I’ll show you how hot I got,” Joan laughed, rubbing the crotch of her panties against his face. “Tell me if I was hot or not? Those panties are almost soaked!”

  Ted held them off his face, looking at the lacy crotch. They were drenched with the juices of his mother’s cunt. Giggling, Joan shoved the wet crotch against his lips, rubbing it back and forth.

  “Have a taste of cunt, darling. My cunt!”

  Ted laughed, his hand on the back of his mother’s as she rubbed her panties at his mouth. Playfully, Joan shoved the cunt-wet crotch of her panties between his lips. “Taste that cunt… it’s second-hand pussy, but it’s better than none!”

  Her finger had shoved the wet crotch of her panties into his mouth, and she felt Ted sucking at it. “Mmmm, you like the taste, don’t you, Ted? I’m surprised you didn’t get down and lick Fawn’s cunt.”

  “I sure thought about it, Mom,” Ted laughed and pulled her panties out of his mouth.

  She watched Ted rubbing the wet crotch of her lacy panties about his mouth, then turned to see his cock throbbing up strong and hard. With a soft mewl, she went to her knees and shoved her face into his crotch, licking and kissing his sweet balls as she began jacking him once more. His cock throbbed so sweetly in her fist, and he was dripping an awful lot. He was still rubbing her panties about his lips, and she watched him suck at the cunt-wet crotch as his eyes gleamed down at her.

  “Tastes good, Mom,” he moaned, arching his hips up into her hand, twisting his crotch at her mount. “I lik
e it, your pussy taste.”

  “Mmmm,” she moaned around his balls.

  The taste of Fawn’s cunt lingering on him gave her a much more intense sensation than before. It added to her oral pleasure, doubling it now that she had sucked Fawn’s cunt herself. She wondered, briefly, what her son would say if he knew she had licked that blonde cunt earlier that day. She was sure it would excite him. Maybe she would let him know about it later.

  His balls were tightening inside her mouth as she sucked them, and the throbbing of his cock was increasing. She ran her fist up and down faster as Ted twisted his crotch against her face. His balls seemed to fill her mouth and a hot, burning desire to take his cock inside her mouth and suck his come juice down her throat came over her.

  Before she could make up her mind, Ted gave a grunt and come juice spurted from his cock. Joan moaned around his balls as she saw her son stuff the cunt-wet crotch of her panties into his mouth, sucking at them, his cock spurting thick, creamy come juice into the air. She watched it drop down to splash onto his stomach, her hand, and even some on one of her cheeks. She clutched his cock tightly as he came.

  Releasing his balls, she gazed up at him, her panties dangling from his mouth. “Nice, isn’t it?” she murmured. “You can suck my wet panties anytime you want. But I get to do this, too.”

  Her tongue flicked from her mouth and into the come juice smeared on his stomach. She lapped it up, swirling her tongue about, then lightly lapped it across the wet piss hole of his cock. As she swallowed the come juice and her tongue touched at his piss hole, Joan squealed when a powerful orgasm sent her ass cheeks wiggling as her pussy clutched in burning ecstasy.

  “Oh, God… I came!” she whispered. “I came, baby!”

  Tiredly, she rested her cheek on his cock and balls, feeling wonderful. She felt Ted’s hand on her head, running his fingers through her hair. She turned to look up at him, her chin touching his balls, her lips at the base of his cock.

  “You’re so sweet, Ted,” she whispered, kissing the base of his cock with her moist lips. “God, I can’t believe how sweet you are.”