Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  “Fuck me, Tom,” she urged. “Stick that sweet cock up my cunt and fuck me. You don’t have to jack it off… you have hot pussy to fuck, baby.”

  Susan saw Tom grin as he got to his knees behind his mother. Karen waggled her naked, curvy ass in pleasure as Tom began to move his prick into her hairy twat. He held his mother’s hips as he shoved his cock into her, then began to fuck.

  “Qhhh, I love that cock!” Karen mewled. “I love it so much! Fuck Mother’s hot cunt, Tom! Fuck it good with your sweet, hard prick!”

  “You’re hot, Mom,” Tom said. “Your cunt is hot as hell!”

  “Fuck me, baby! Fuck me! Ohhhh, I love it… a hard cock up my cunt! Oooooooo, darling, darling, fuck my pussy!”

  Susan’s passions were bubbling again as she watched this. She had always been a passionate woman, but she was surprised to find she was this passionate. Everything that was happening set her on fire. She moved from the couch and positioned herself next to Karen, her curvy, creamy ass wiggling with invitation.

  “Fuck me, too!” she wailed. “Fuck me too, Tom!”

  Tom hesitated, his cock halfway inside his mother’s pussy.

  “Go on, baby,” Karen said. “Take turns on us. Fuck Susan for a while, then fuck me. Go from one to the other, darling. Have yourself a real ball with us!”

  Tom slipped his cock free of his mother’s clinging cunt and moved behind Susan. As he had done with his mother, he gripped Susan’s curvy hips and plunged his prick, straight up her blondehaired snatch.

  “Ooooooo!” Susan gurgled, waggling her naked ass as he fucked in and out. “Ohhhh!”

  As the sensations of pleasure increased, Susan wailed with disappointment as he pulled from her, returning to his mother’s waiting pussy. Tom went from one to the other, stabbing three or four times into one gripping cunt, then going to the next one. Both women gurgled and mewled with pleasure, and Tom was laughing and breathing hard. As he fucked one pussy, he fondled the ass of the other woman.

  Susan and Karen twisted their faces toward each other and began to kiss and suck on each other’s tongues in a wild display of erotic ecstasy as Tom fucked them in turn.

  Susan was again having a series of orgasms, each one stronger than the last. She mewled against Karen’s mouth when she came, and her cunt flexed about Tom’s prick as he fucked her. She was building up to an intense climax, and her whole body shook with anticipation. She thrust her tongue far into Karen’s mouth, licking furiously, sucking wildly when Karen stabbed her tongue into her mouth.

  Although she was building swiftly to an explosive orgasm, Karen beat her to it.

  “Ohhh, I’m coming!” Karen screamed loudly, her body shaking. “Ohhh, I’m really coming!”

  Tom was fucking her pussy at the time, and he thrust hard and fast, his hips jerking.

  “I can’t wait!” he yelled. “I think I’m gonna… gonna come, too!”

  “Fuck me!” Susan screamed. “Ohhh, please, fuck me and make me come! I’m so close… almost there! Please, fuck me!”

  Tom jerked his cock free of his mother’s spasming cunt and started toward Susan’s. But he didn’t get there.

  “Oh, shit!” he grunted.

  Susan felt the warm cum spurt onto the cheeks of her ass. At first she groaned with disappointment, then suddenly she came. Tom’s cock was spewing warm jism onto her ass, and she felt it splash against her tightly clenched asshole. It was enough to send her into a violent orgasm.

  With effort, Karen twisted about and began to smear her son’s cum over Susan’s creamy ass as he came. “Come on her fucking ass, baby! Come on Susan’s naked, hot ass!”

  Susan was coming powerfully. There was not a thought in her burning mind. All she was aware of was the ecstasy of her orgasm. She wiggled her ass as the warm cum splashed onto it, arid Karen smeared it around.

  Karen cupped her son’s balls as he shot his jism from the head of his cock. She squeezed his balls gently as he came, her other hand smearing the cum into Susan’s smooth asscheeks.

  Then Susan became aware of a different sensation.

  Karen was licking her asscheeks, licking up the cum her son had splattered there. She felt Karen’s wet tongue lick all over her asscheeks, then she yelped when she felt the hot tongue slide along the crack of her ass. This was a new delight to Susan, and she wiggled her naked ass into Karen’s face, mewling with passion. She had never felt anything like this in her life, and to her surprise, she enjoyed having her asscheeks and asshole licked.

  It was not enough to make her come, but the sensations were beyond description.

  But it had to end.

  Tom was worn out from coming. He had come three times in less than three hours. But Susan and Karen were not as tired. Satisfied, yes, but they weren’t exhausted.

  Lazily, Susan glanced at the clock. She jumped to her feet, gathering up her sunsuit and panties.

  “Oh, my God! We’ve got to dress!”

  “Why?” Karen asked.

  “My son… Robert will be home in a few minutes,” Susan answered in panic. Karen laughed. “So what, Susan?”

  “But he can’t see us this way!” Susan yelled. “My God, Karen. It would scare the shit out of him!”

  “Somehow I doubt that,” Karen said.

  “Get dressed, damn it!” Susan yelled. “Please, I can’t let Robert catch us at this.”

  “What about our agreement?” Karen reminded her.

  “I only said I would think about it, and that’s all. I never agreed to anything,” Susan replied. “Please, put on your clothes, both of you.”

  Tom slowly pulled his cutoffs over his nakedness, and Karen, with a sigh, straightened her clothing.

  “You’re not playing fair, Susan,” she said. “What do you mean, fair?”

  “Look what we’ve just been doing with my son,” Karen said. “It’s okay for me to fuck Tom, but not Robert? I mean, if you can fuck my son, then it’s only fair I can fuck your son.”

  Susan didn’t reply. She ran to her bedroom and got into the shower.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  It was with relief that Susan found the house empty when she came from her bedroom. Karen and her son had gone next door to their own home. Robert was not home yet, either.

  Susan, dressed now in a becoming housedress, paced about nervously. The things Karen had said rumbled about in her mind, throwing her into a turmoil. She had been friends with Karen for many years, and had not realized Karen was such a sexual person. And the fact that she was fucking her son did not make it right for Susan to fuck Robert. She did not feel anger at Karen for fucking Tom. It was none of her business what Karen did, with her own son or anyone else. Nothing would change the friendship between them.

  She thought of Tom, and found her feelings toward him had not changed either. He was still the likeable boy next door, the son of her closest friend.

  Robert came home just before seven, hungry as usual. She told him to go shower and she would have dinner ready for him by the time he finished. As she prepared dinner for her son, her thoughts continued to revolve around him.

  A little later, as they sat at the table, she watched Robert eat. She searched his face, realizing he was a very handsome young boy. She tried to visualize him fucking Karen, but the mental image always seemed to be Tom fucking his mother. She thought again of what Karen had told her, about the boys trying to peek tinder their dresses. The idea excited Susan, and she shivered slightly as pleasure flowed through her body. She decided to find out if it was true, if Robert actually did try to look under her clothes.

  After she finished the few dishes, she sat down in the living room. Robert was sprawled on the floor, his chin cupped in his hands, watching television. The dress she wore had slits up each side, halfway up her thighs. When she sat on the couch, her long, creamy thighs were partially exposed. That in itself was nothing new. Robert had seen her thighs this way many times. It was old hat to him, and he seldom looked at them. It was common, and not at all exciting.r />
  Susan slumped on the couch, lying back with her head resting on the arm. She pulled her feet up, then deliberately lifted her knees so that her slit dress fell down them. Both her thighs were fully exposed now, and she was sure that her panties could be seen, the way they hugged her curvy ass, and maybe even the crotch, with loose hairs sticking from around the edges. She lay there, watching the television, but not seeing it. She was waiting to see if her son would attempt to look at her this way, to find out if what Karen said was true. She did not consider the fact that she was tempting her son to look at her.

  As she waited, she began to feel horny. Her nipples became rubbery-hard inside her braless dress, and the hairy lips of her cunt seemed to be swelling, becoming puffy with desire. Her clit was hard, and it was tingling in a delightful way. She could not stop the slight writhing of her ass, and it caused her skirt to slide even higher on her thighs. Looking down, she could just see the crotch of her panties, and knew that if her son would only turn his head, he would see them too. She wanted to see his reaction to her display. She could always pretend she was not aware of being so blatantly exposed if his response was unfavorable.

  But Robert didn’t turn his head.

  Susan sighed, loudly, and peeked from lowered lashes at him. Still he seemed absorbed in the program. She thought of ways to get him to look at her, some innocent way, but none of them appealed to her. They were so shallow, and he would certainly see through them. She could not bring herself to try what Karen had with her son. Karen had simply taken Tom’s cock and played with it. Susan was far too shy to try anything so bold.

  She squirmed on the couch, her dress coming higher and higher until the entire lower part of her bikini panties was revealed. If only Robert looked at her now, he could not miss what she was doing.

  And then Robert looked.

  He had started to say something to his mother, and when his head turned, his eyes fell immediately on her exposed crotch, and he swallowed what he was going to say. His eyes became huge as he stared. What he saw was his mother’s long, creamy thighs, and he could see the way her tight panties hugged the cheeks of her ass, and the bulge of her pussy, strands of blonde cunt hair curling from the crotch band. His mouth hung open with surprise, but his eyes gleamed with deep interest.

  Susan kept her eyes glued to the television, pretending she was unaware of how revealed she was. She heard Robert make a soft growl, and with a blush, shoved her feet down and smoothed her skirt over her thighs. She could not look at her on. She felt ashamed of what she had one. But from the corner of her lowered eyes, she saw that he was sitting up now, gazing at her.

  Susan became uncomfortable under his eyes, and wished she had not started this crazy game now. But it was too late, she had already shown enough to get him interested. She tried to see if his cock was hard, if there was a bulge in his pants, but she couldn’t tell without looking directly at him. And she couldn’t make herself do that.

  After a bit Robert turned back to the television. Now Susan looked at her son. His ass was nice-looking inside the tight pants, she decided. Then she saw him move. Robert was pressing his cock against the carpet, twisting slightly. Susan was familiar with that. She had done the same thing as a young girl, pressing her pussy against the floor and making herself come. There was no doubt in her mind that Robert had a hard-on now.

  She sat up on the couch, swinging her legs off and placing her feet on the floor. She slumped until her ass was almost off the cushions, then she slowly parted her knees. She was not really thinking of what she was doing, only that she was excited by seeing her son rub his cock against the carpet, knowing it was her exposure that had started it. Her skirt stretched tight over her lap as her knees spread wide.

  Robert turned his head, and again his eyes went wide. He was gazing directly up his mother’s dress, past her creamy lovely thighs. He was seeing the tight band of her panties, the way the crotch bulged with her cunt. He sat up once more, and this time Susan noticed the bulge in his pants. She found it odd that her son was not embarrassed, that he was looking at her openly and without shame.

  Then Robert did something that surprised her.

  He unabashedly began to rub the front of his pants.

  Susan’s eyes widened as she saw where his hand was, and she gulped loudly. Her body trembled as she watched him fondling his cock, and her pussy began to twitch with growing desire. Susan was not aware that she was cupping and squeezing her tits now, and that Robert was watching with burning eyes.

  “Mom,” she heard him whisper in a thick, strange voice.

  “Yes, darling?” she replied.

  “Oh, Mom!”

  Susan didn’t reply. She understood what her son was feeling. Without saying anything else, Robert unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Susan stared at her son’s prick, surprised to find his cock was unusually thick and quite long for his age. It was even larger than Tom’s cock, she saw. The head was swollen, and he was dripping from the piss hole. Seeing her son’s cock caused Susan’s cunt to burn with desire. She dug her fingers into her round, firm tits, the nipples pressing against her palms.

  Robert did not take his cock in his hand. He simply sat there, with it out of his pants, staring with excitement under her dress, looking at her panties, the hair sticking out the sides.

  “Come here, darling,” Susan heard herself whispering, patting the side of the couch next to her. “Sit beside me.”

  Robert got to his feet, his cock standing out in beautiful hardness. He sat down next to his mother, and he watched her fondle her tits, Susan dropped her hand to his cock, and then she closed her fingers around it.

  “Ohhhh, so hard!” she murmured, her eyes glazed with desire. “You’re so hard, darling! Ohhhh, it feels good in my hand!”

  She began to stroke her fist up and down his cock as he sat still. She no longer thought of what she was doing, letting her boiling passions guide her.

  She pumped on her son’s prick, running a thumb over the smooth, dripping head. “You’ve got to lower your pants, Robert,” she whispered in a voice she didn’t recognize. “You’ve got to take your pants down for me! I want to see you, all of you!”

  Robert shoved his pants down eagerly, and then kicked them from his feet. He sat in his shirt, naked from the waist down. Susan gazed at him, then slipped from the couch to sit on the floor. She took his cock in one hand and his hairless balls in the other. She fondled her son’s cock and balls, cooing softly. She stroked his prick and twisted on his balls gently, realizing her son had quite large balls. There was hair at the base of his cock, but not much.

  “Beautiful,” she murmured. “It’s so beautiful, darling. And so hard! I had no idea your cock was this big, Robert. My God, you have a… you’re as big as a grown man!”

  Robert remained silent, watching her, letting her do what she wanted with him. He liked the way his mother handled his cock. His cock throbbed powerfully in her fist, and he dripped more and more hot juice.

  Susan was trembling with excitement, too, and she pumped on his cock with one hand and kept hold of his balls with the other. A strong desire came over her, and she gave in to the impulse. She leaned forward and began to kiss his knee as she jacked his cock. Her fingers squeezed his cock hard, then relaxed as she pumped on him. Robert was shaking now, shaking with the pleasure his mother was giving him.

  Susan ran her tongue up and down his naked thighs, tasting his flesh, licking almost into his crotch. But she stayed a few inches away. She ran her tongue all over his thighs, particularly the insides of them. She was not thinking of anything except the ecstasy that ran throughout her body.

  Her tits were swollen almost painfully inside her dress, and her pussy was quivering and twitching, burning like never before. She felt as if she would actually come simply by jacking on her son’s rock-hard cock.

  Robert was making gurgling sounds as he watched his mother’s fist move up and down. He was wiggling his ass about on the cushions, and now and then h
e moved his hips up and down with her fist.

  “Ohhh, baby, baby!” Susan mewled mindlessly. “You’re so hard! I love it this way! I’m going to make you come, Robert… come with my fist! I’m going to jack you off, baby! I’m going to jack you off and make you come!”

  Robert grunted, arching his cock up against her pumping fist. Susan’s eyes were wide, glassy with desire, riveted to his thick prick. She ran her thumb over the dripping piss hole now and then, wiping away the seeping juices. Her tongue licked about her lips with anticipation of him coming. She began to pump faster and faster, soft squeals bubbling from her throat.

  Suddenly Robert gave a loud grunt, arching his cock against her hand.

  He came.

  “Ooooo!” Susan gurgled with delight as she watched his cum spurt into the air.

  She jacked him faster and harder as he came, and soon her hand was smeared with jism. She was panting, but it was not with effort. She was panting with the excitement that burned through her body and reeling brain.

  “You’re coming! Ohhhh, baby, look at you come! So much… I’ve never seen so much cum in my life!”

  When Robert stopped spurting, she continued to hold his cock, and to her amazement, he remained as hard as before. She had never seen a cock do that before, but then she had not seen all that many cocks, either.

  Finally she got to her feet, swaying a bit. She felt dizzy, but only because of the intense desire that burned in her body. She stood before her son, her hips swaying. When Robert reached out and ran his hand under her dress, along the inside of one thigh, she trembled violently. Then he was cupping her cunt, pressing his palm against it, squeezing her there.

  “Ohhhhh!” Susan gasped in surprise and delight. “Ohhh, baby!”

  She wiggled her hips as his hand continued to press against her pussy, then she began to make a tight circle with her hips, which in turn became a bump-and-grind motion.

  “Golly, Mom!” Robert grunted, his eyes big. “Are we going to… I mean, can I…”