Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Rich held her panties up, grinning at her. “Mom, I didn’t know you wore such pretty panties. What are we gonna talk about?”

  She trembled. “About what’s happened between us.”

  “If you wanna talk about it, Mom, that’s okay with me,” he said, dropping the panties on the couch. “But I’d rather do it than talk.”

  CHAPTER THREE

  Roxie wanted to run away. The way her son looked at her was embarrassing. He seemed to stare right through her clothing. He seemed so much different, acting bolder with her than before. But then, she thought, hadn’t she just given him that right?

  “Please, Ritchy, listen to me,” she said, almost pleading, wringing her hands. “This is very important. Please, let me talk.”

  He leaned back, looking at her, his face serious.

  “Ritchy, something is… something has happened to me. I don’t know why or what, but it’s something I seem to have no control over. I’ve never been this way… never felt this way, in my entire life. Do you understand what I’m trying to say?”

  He nodded slowly.

  “What we… what I did, well… I couldn’t help myself. It happened before I could think, or stop it.”

  “I think I understand, Mom,” he said, starting to show interest. “I mean, I hope I understand.”

  “It’s difficult for me to explain, because I don’t understand myself, and this is very hard for me, Ritchy.”

  Roxie glanced at his crotch. The bulge of his cock and balls made her tremble.

  “Last night, then today…”

  “Restless pussy, Mom.”

  “What? What did you say?”

  “I said, you have a restless pussy.”

  “Ritchy, that isn’t a nice thing to say about…”

  Rich sat up and leaned forward, looking at her keenly. “Mom, that’s what it is — a restless pussy. All the guys at school know about that. A couple of girls have the same thing, and I’d say you have it, too.”

  “I don’t know what it is, but I know I can’t seem to control it.”

  “Pussy, Mom,” Rich said. “Pussy, cunt. You didn’t have any trouble when my cock was in there. What’s the problem now?”

  “I’ve never said… I don’t talk that… Ritchy, you’re not trying to help me at all!”

  “I’ll help you, Mom. Anytime you get restless, just let me know.”

  “That’s not what I want. I want — oh, I don’t know what I want!”

  Her hands flew to her face, covering it. She was so embarrassed, she wanted to die. Even now, her cunt was on fire, pulsating so hotly that she wanted to cram her fingers into it. She trembled, wanting to cry, yet the tears would not come.

  “Mom, I know what you want. I don’t know much about those things myself, but I think I know exactly what you want, or at least what you need.”

  “Oh, God, I do!” Roxie sobbed. “I do, Ritchy!”

  “Mom, lift your dress.”

  “I will not!” she gasped. “What do you think… I’m your mother, Ritchy!”

  “Lift your dress, Mom,” he insisted.

  Roxie trembled, hands falling slowly from her blushing face. She turned her head to one side and began to inch her dress up. She felt his eyes, very hot, following the hem as she drew the dress above her knees, then to midthigh. She was shaking so badly that her knuckles were white as she gripped the dress, her legs turning weak. She held her dress near her hips.

  “Higher, Mom. Lift it higher… to your waist.”

  With a little sob, Roxie lifted her dress around her waist. She closed her eyes with embarrassment as her son gazed at her. The panties were tight, her cunt puffing them outward. The shadow of her thick pussy hair was framed inside the thin nylon. Her legs were lovely, very smooth and unblemished. She heard him open his pants and a flash of heat ran through her. She knew he was taking his cock out as he looked at her. She felt so exposed, so wanton, standing before her son with her dress up.

  “Push your panties down. Show me your cunt, Mom.”

  “Ritchy, please, don’t…”

  “Come on, Mom. You know you wanna show me your cunt.”

  A shudder swept through her. Holding her skirt with her elbows, she reached for the waistband of her panties. She began to tremble.

  “Ritchy, I don’t want to take them off,” she sobbed softly. “Honey… please. Don’t ask me to…”

  Her eyes caught sight of his cock standing out of his open fly. It was thick and long, with a swollen head that was dripping precome. With a moan, Roxie pushed at her panties, sliding them down her hips. “Ritchy, you don’t know what you’re doing to me! I don’t want to do this! Ohhh, honey, please don’t — Ritchy, yes! Yes, Ritchy!” She shoved her panties down two inches below her cunt. She stood up, shoulders back, tits thrust outward, her hairy cunt displayed to her son. Almost instantly, her embarrassment was gone, and in its place was a warm, erotic sensation. She felt her cunt throbbing, her clitoris distending.

  Staring at his cock, she parted her feet on the floor, the panties stretching wider on her thighs. Moisture began to run slowly along the insides of her thighs. Her eyes glowed as the heat increased in and around her cunt, spreading along her thighs and over her ass. She ran her fingers through the soft hair of her cunt as she stared at her son’s cock, then she parted the soft lips, to expose her clit.

  “Honey,” she whispered, rubbing her clit in slow circles with the tips of her fingers. “Do it to me again.”

  Rich stood, pushing his pants down. His cock stood up at an angle, the head lifted toward her face. His balls looked so full and hot.

  Stepping toward him, she cupped her son’s balls, squeezing them gently.

  “Oooooh, they feel so full,” she mewled. “Ritchy, your balls… so hot! Mmmm, nice, baby, very nice.”

  Pulling her hand away from her cunt, she wrapped her arm behind his neck and smashed her mouth to his. She kissed him feverishly, licking at his lips. She moaned when she felt his hand move around her waist, then pull her tightly against his body.

  She felt his cock rubbing against the hair of her cunt, then his hands were holding the cheeks of her naked ass. Squirming hard against him, kissing and sucking at his lips, she got his cock between her thighs and held it against the slit of her cunt. She gasped when she felt his cock rub against her cunt.

  Roxie moved a hand behind her ass, feeling the head of his cock push between her thighs. Rubbing her palms against it, she pulled back, gazing at his face.

  “Do it now!” she panted. “Hurry and do it now, Ritchy!”

  He pushed on her shoulders. She knelt, then willingly leaned over on her hands and knees as her son knelt behind her naked ass. She spread her knees on the floor as her son caressed her satiny ass.

  Knowing he was seeing her in this lewd, available position made Roxie cry out with eagerness. She wiggled her ass wickedly. When he rubbed his cock on her flesh, the wetness of his precome seemed to blister her in a delicious way. Cooing softly as she felt him rub the hot head of his cock against her cunt, she lowered her shoulders and head to the floor, jutting her ass up very high. She felt the touch of his cock against the swollen, sensitive lips of her cunt. With a soft whimper, she twisted her ass.

  “Ritchy, please… you’re teasing me! Don’t tease me, baby! You know I want it! You know Mother needs it very much! Hurry, baby! Can’t you feel how hot Mother is… how hot Mother’s cunt is?”

  Rich was panting as he pushed his cock into her.

  Roxie felt her cunt spread around the head of his prick, then unable to wait for him, she thrust her ass back, feeling his cock slide all the way into her pussy.

  “Ohhhh, yes, Ritchy! Oh, my God, yes!”

  Ritchy grasped his mother’s hips, then, after pulling his cock back, he lunged into her cunt with a quick thrust.

  Roxie cried out, his cock going deep into her. She clawed at the floor with her fingers, twisting her ass in a gyrating motion as the ecstasy bubbled inside her. His cock filled her tig
htly, her cunt clinging to it.

  Grinding her ass frantically to his stabbing cock, she jerked her right hand underneath her body and grabbed for his swinging balls. Holding his balls tightly, she pulled on them each time he shoved his cock into her pussy. Her mind was reeling with wickedness, her flesh on fire.

  “Ram it to me, baby!” she sobbed. “Oh, yes, ram that big cock to Mother! Shove it up my cunt… way up my cunt! Fuck me, Ritchy! Ohhhhh, my God, fuck me! Oooooh, you’re so hard, so hot and hard, in my pussy, my cunt! Ahhhhh, yes, Ritchy! Fuck me!”

  He fucked into her fast, banging upon the swollen lips of her hairy cunt powerfully. The harder he rammed into her, the better it felt to Roxie. She loved the bruising thrusts inside her cunt, the slap of his flesh against her fiery ass. Her pussy gripped his cock as tight as possible, her clit sliding and rubbing on the shaft.

  He began to fuck her so hard and fast that it drove the breath out of her. He was forcing her to move her knees forward to keep her balance, to hold her ass in the air. He fucked so hard that she came close to sprawling on her stomach on the floor.

  His cock slid in and out of her cunt with wet, sucking sounds. Sounds that excited her. Releasing his balls, Roxie ran her fingers along the edges of her swollen cunt, feeling his cock push and pull. Mewling and whimpering, she thrust a finger into her cunt alongside his cock.

  “Ooooh, baby, baby! Feel? Feel my finger inside my cunt, too? Feel my finger on your cock, Ritchy?”

  “Yeah, Mom!” he panted, digging into her hips and jerking her ass back as he plunged into her. “I feel your finger! Oh, Mom, this is great, fantastic! Ahhhh, you’re so hot and wet, Mom! Your cunt is so wet, so tight on my cock!”

  “I’m very hot and wet, honey!” she sobbed. “Ohhh, you make me wet and hot and… I love your cock up my cunt! Fuck me hard, Ritchy! Ohhhh, fuck me as hard as you can!”

  “I’ll fuck your cunt, Mom!”

  “Ohhhh, fuck it!”

  “You’re gonna get fucked! I’m gonna fuck the piss out of you, Mom! I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’re gonna piss all over yourself!”

  “Make me piss!” Roxie screamed in mindless passion.

  “I can do anything with your hot ass!”

  “Yes, you can! I belong to you, Ritchy!”

  “You’re gonna fuck me anytime I wanna fuck you, Mom!”

  “I will! Ohhh, I will fuck you!”

  “You’re gonna pull your dress up when I tell you to, Mom!”

  “Yes, baby, yes!” Roxie groaned, eager to please him as long as his cock was in her cunt. “Anytime you tell me to, I’ll pull my dress up, show you my cunt, my ass!”

  “You’re mine, Mom!”

  “Oh, God! I am… I am yours, Ritchy! Just do this to me and I’ll always be yours!”

  “You love getting fucked, Mom?”

  “Yes!”

  “Here! Take my cock up your cunt!”

  Roxie pulled her finger out of her pussy and shoved her hand to her mouth. The taste of their juices seemed to create a small explosion in her mind, and suddenly she was coming.

  Crying out with ecstasy, her cunt grabbing at his cock in waves of hot orgasm, she thrust her wet finger into her mouth, sucking at it greedily.

  Pulling her finger from her mouth, she gasped. “Oh, you’re making me come!”

  Rich banged frantically into her contracting cunt, his balls drawing up tight, his cock jerking. Glancing downward, he saw her cunt pulling on his cock, the hairy lips gripping his prick. Her asshole puckered up, flexing as she came. The way her cunt gripped his cock was taking his breath away.

  “Mom, you’re gonna get it up the cunt!”

  “Yes, up the cunt!” she cried. “Up my cunt, baby!”

  Coming harder than before, Roxie lifted her ass high, feeling his cock penetrate a fraction deeper. Her clit, throbbing in orgasm, felt so big. She thrust her finger into her cunt alongside his cock again, just as he started to come. She felt the hot gush of his juices spurt along the soft walls of her pussy, then it was coating her buried finger.

  “Oh, yes, come in my cunt!” Roxie sobbed, yanking her finger out of her pussy again and thrusting it into her mouth, sucking in a frenzy, her tongue licking. “Ooooh, that’s good, so very good!”

  She strained her ass back, his cock jerking as he spewed into her pussy, burning her sensitive tissues in a beautiful feeling. Even though she was coming hard, she could feel his cock jerk, feel each squirt of his hot come juice flooding her pussy. Her chin scraped the floor, her muscles drawn tight.

  “Ahhh, Mom!” Rich groaned as he finished.

  Roxie’s knees were splayed outward in her effort to spread her cunt open for his cock. When he pulled free, everything seemed to come apart, and she fell forward, yet her knees remained spread widely. She lay trembling, moaning softly, feeling her son’s come juice seeping from her cunt. She closed her eyes, a wonderful glow filling her. There was now a gentle pulsation in her cunt, a very satisfying pulsation, yet the heat was still there.

  Rich sat back on his heels, watching her. Her dress was still twisted about her narrow waist, and he watched the cheeks of his mother’s ass quiver, seeing her cunt dripping wetly, the soft hair making an exciting frame for the pink slit.

  In a few moments, she rolled over. She lay on her back, looking up at him. She spread her legs and caressed the soft hair of her cunt. Her face glowed in satisfaction, her mouth looking swollen, eyes sparkling.

  “Am I good?” she asked softly.

  Rich nodded. “I guess you are, Mom. I know I love it with you.”

  “I can be better,” she purred, sliding her hands to her stomach. “I can be so much better.”

  He grinned. “Are you gonna show me your tits, Mom?”

  “Do you want to see Mother’s tits?”

  He nodded.

  “Ask me,” she sighed, pushing her dress higher on her stomach. “All you have to do is ask me.”

  “Show me your tits. Let me see your tits, Mom.”

  Roxie, gazing at his face, pushed her dress upward, past her tits. They swelled out in firm roundness, nipples still peaked with stiffness. She circled her nipples with her fingers, writhing her hips.

  “What else do you want Mother to do?” she asked huskily.

  “You’d do it, Mom?”

  For a moment she hesitated, biting her lip. Then she nodded. “Yes, I’d do it.”

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Rich looked at her closely, wanting to make sure she meant what she said. Her eyes seemed on fire, and her tongue moved about her lips as she waited expectantly. Roxie knew she was giving her son control of her body, but she was helpless. She wanted him to have that control, to ask her to do wicked things, things she would not do otherwise. Whether it was because she wanted to do them, or if she needed her son to ask her to, she didn’t know. What she did know was it gave her such shivery feelings that she was about to come again, spread out so lewdly for his eyes.

  “Really?” he asked. “You mean all I have to do is ask you, and you’d do it, Mom? Anything?”

  “Ask me,” she whispered, pulling up on her tits and trying to lick her nipple. “Ask me.”

  For a long moment, Ritchy gazed at her. Then he laughed. “I sure hope you mean that, Mom.”

  “Try me,” she said, beginning to pant. She lay on the floor with her dress pushed beneath her chin, posing wonderfully naked to her son.

  “Just try me, Ritchy.”

  He leaned over, moving his hands through the hair of her cunt, making her shiver. Her hips moved upward as the steamy feeling in her body seemed to change her whole personality. From a modest young woman, Roxie became a wanton woman at the mere touch of her son’s hand. The transformation was swift, not giving her any time to mentally adjust.

  She arched her hips high, knees wide apart. She moaned as her son parted the pink wetness of her cunt, staring at it. His fingers pulled at the hairy lips of her pussy, and she felt the deep pulsations increase. She watched his young face as he
looked her crotch over, seeing his excitement there.

  “Mom, I wanna see you piss again,” he said, his voice thick.

  “That’s very wicked, Ritchy,” she moaned.

  “You told me to ask.”

  Roxie now understood she had known very little about her son. But the thought of pissing while her son watched sent lewd ripples of surprising eagerness through her.

  “You want to see Mother… piss?” she asked, stammering slightly. “You really do?”

  Rich spread his mother’s cunt as wide as he could, leaning down and staring at her crotch, nodding his head.

  Roxie saw the fiery excitement on his young face.

  “I will!” she panted. “I’ll do it for you, Ritchy!”

  She moved her hands down, putting them on top of his, helping him to hold her cuntlips spread wide. Drawing her feet up beneath her body, knees held wide apart, she sent a quick spurt of hot piss into the air. Rich groaned as he watched it arc up and then splash downward. Roxie mewled, getting more pleasure from her son watching than in actually pissing.

  “See?” she panted. “See me piss! See Mother pissing!”

  “Yeah,” he grunted hotly.

  “I told you!” she whimpered. “I told you I’d do it if you ask!”

  The stream began to slow as the force weakened. When it started dribbling from her cunt, Rich watched it run slowly over the cheeks of her ass, down along the crack. He pushed a hand over her pussy, feeling it.

  “Now, that’s a wet cunt, Mom!” he laughed.

  Roxie began to giggle. “I guess it is. Wet with piss.”

  “Oh, and pussy juice, too! Piss and pussy juice, Mom! That’s a wet cunt!”

  He lifted his hand, and before she knew what he was going to do, he rubbed it into her face.

  “Ritchy!” she screamed.

  “I saw what you did when I was fucking you, Mom,” he said, smearing her mouth with his wet palm. “You stuck your finger up your cunt and licked it! This is no different.”

  “But…”

  His fingers slipped into her mouth. She tasted her piss and her own pussy juice. Her eyes widened, then closed in passion as she began sucking at his fingers.