Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Tommy shoved his chair back from the table so he could look down at his mother. He scooted his ass to the edge, lifting his feet and placing them on her shoulders. Karen drew back, gazing into his crotch. His puckered asshole seemed to wink at her just below his preciously sweet balls. With a shiver of ecstasy, she kissed his asshole. His ass was hot against her lips, tight and drawing inward with the contact. She held his hips in her hands, and began licking from his asshole, up over his balls, up the shaft of his cock, sucking on the swollen head, then sucking back down again.

  She enjoyed the feel of his asshole, his balls, and his cock against her tongue. She enjoyed pressing her face into his crotch, feeling those sweet balls and hard cock on her cheeks and nose and chin. There was something exciting about having a cock and balls in her face instead of between her slim thighs. It felt good and lewd, making her flesh shiver. The way her son rested his feet on her shoulders excited her.

  Pulling her face away, she cupped one of her tits and caused the nipple to bulge out. She rubbed her nipple against his asshole whispering to him, “I’d fuck you in your hot little asshole if I could get my tit in it.”

  She pressed her nipple hard, but there was no way it would penetrate his tight asshole. She rubbed her nipple up and down his hot ass crack, then over his balls. She pulled his hard cock down and smeared the dripping fuck juices from his piss hole. Then she went back to licking him again. Her tongue flicked down between the cheeks of his young ass, licking hungrily at his asshole, then at his balls, then up his cock again. She loved the hot way his cock throbbed on the surface of her wet tongue, the way his balls writhed, the way his asshole tightened when she lapped at his ass.

  Tommy’s cock throbbed against his stomach while his mother licked at his asshole and balls. With her mouth below them, against his asshole, she watched his cock jerk about, dripping fuck juice into his belly button. Running her tongue up to the head of his cock, she dipped the tip into his belly button and wiped up the slippery juices.

  “I’m going to eat your fucking asshole, baby,” she growled with lust. “I’m going to lick and suck on your little asshole good!”

  She pressed her lips tightly against his asshole, sucking hard as her tongue flicked. She pressed her tongue hard, and she was not at all surprised to find her tongue sliding into his hot asshole. Tommy grunted as his mother’s tongue penetrated his ass, looking down at her with fuzzy vision. He could see nothing but his balls resting on her nose and eyes, but he could feel her tongue, feel it thrusting back and forth, fucking him up the ass. His cock throbbed against his stomach, and he pressed a hand at the back of his mother’s head.

  Karen mewled softly as she fucked her tongue in and out, wondering why she had not shoved her tongue into his asshole before. Knowing the delight she had felt when he fucked her in the ass, she should have known that her son would have enjoyed this too. Since she didn’t have anything but her tongue to use on him, she began to fuck into his asshole vigorously. Since she enjoyed using her mouth more than her cunt, she didn’t tire as easily as any other woman would have.

  She moved a hand to his cock, pressing his prick against his stomach, her tongue darting wickedly. She could feel his cock throbbing away, and if she didn’t do something very soon about his cock, he would come all over his stomach.

  And that was what Tommy did.

  “Oh, Mother!” he groaned as creamy come spurted onto his stomach.

  Karen saw his cock erupt, felt his asshole contracting on her tongue as he came. There was nothing to do now but keep tonguefucking him in his tight ass until he was finished. She wanted it to feel good for him, and if she raced her mouth up to catch the come it might spoil his pleasure.

  When his cock finished gushing, Karen pulled her tongue out of his asshole and ran her tongue over his balls, then up his cock. She pulled his prick into her mouth and licked the come from his cock. Then she snaked her tongue out as far as she could and began to lap up the come juice on his stomach, her face becoming smeared with her son’s spunk.

  “Now,” she said, getting to her feet, “I’m going to bathe, Tommy. By myself! You can watch me, but no fucking around.”

  “Why not, Mother? We always bathe together now.”

  “Because I don’t want you worn out,” she said. “I’ve got an idea about Cathy.”

  “She don’t wanna fuck me again,” he said. “I don’t know about that,” Karen replied, walking to the bathroom, her son behind her, Tommy watching her shapely ass writhe with a natural wiggle. “But if she won’t, there’s plenty of other girls that will.”

  “You mean like that woman in the sandwich shop?”

  “That’s right,” Karen said, filling the tub and pouring in her favorite bubble bath. “I want you to leave the house for a few hours, honey. After I finish bathing, go find something to do for awhile. Let me try to work something out.”

  “With Cathy?”

  “Who else?”

  Karen spent a long time in the tub, thinking of what would be the best way to work on Cathy. As young as Cathy was, it was possible she would become frightened, and that was one thing Karen didn’t want. Still in the tub, she heard her son slam the front door.

  Karen had noticed the way Cathy had looked at her as she stood in her soaking shorts and halter near the pool. Karen had seen that same expression in the eyes of older women. She didn’t think Cathy preferred a woman to a boy, but she thought Cathy might go for a woman once in a while. If she were right, there would be no trouble. If she were wrong, nothing would be lost.

  Dressing in skirt and blouse, then brushing her hair out, Karen called Cathy. At first Cathy was nervous, talking to Karen, but Karen talked in such a friendly manner that they were soon chatting like old friends. Karen made no mention of what she had watched from the kitchen window. She told Cathy how lovely she was, and then, pretending it was a spur of the moment invitation, invited the girl over for a Coke.

  “I don’t know, Mrs. Morgan,” Cathy responded. “I’m here alone and I’m not supposed to leave the house.”

  “Are you being punished for something, honey?”

  “Oh, no. I’m just supposed to stay in the house when I’m alone.”

  “Are your parents home when you come over and swim with my son?”

  Cathy giggled. “No, I sneak over then.”

  “What time will your parents be home?”

  “They said sometime before midnight.”

  “Then why don’t you sneak over here and have a Coke with me. Tommy went off some place and I’m alone, just like you.”

  “Okay,” Cathy said.

  Hanging up, Karen had to smile to herself. Cathy had sounded excited to her, especially when she mentioned being alone.

  Five minutes later, Karen opened the door to the pretty little girl. Cathy had replaced her bikini with a lovely little dress, something like a sundress. Her pretty knees were exposed by the hem and her small tits made succulent bumps beneath the cloth.

  “Sit down, honey, and I’ll bring the Cokes.” When Karen returned, Cathy was on the couch and, like most young girls her age, she was careless about her dress. Karen could see the little girl’s sweet thighs and the hint of her panties. It made her mouth water and her cunt throb. She had intended to sit next to Cathy, but now sat across from her on the floor. She just had to sit so she could look at those sweet thighs, hoping to peek higher.

  Karen talked with Cathy, keeping the conversation on boys and how many boyfriends Cathy had and if she kissed them and so forth. Cathy chattered away, squirming on the couch, enjoying herself. The more she squirmed, the more of herself she exposed. When Karen found she could see the crotch of Cathy’s tight panties, she became so aroused she had trouble controlling her wild urges. Sitting on the floor, Karen lifted her knees and rested her chin on them, and, since she was naked under her skirt and blouse, she was showing her hairy cunt to the girl. Even if nothing happened between them, it still excited Karen to be looked at this way.

 
Deliberately, Karen peeked at Cathy’s thighs and the crotch of her panties, not trying to hide her hunger. Cathy had stopped talking and was gazing openly at the fuzzy cunt of this older and very beautiful woman.

  It was time, Karen told herself.

  Karen rose to her knees and walked on them toward the girl. Cathy was breathing hard, watching Karen. There was no fear in those young eyes, just intense heat and excitement.

  “You’re very lovely,” Karen whispered softly, placing her hands on the girl’s knees. Slowly, Karen ran her hands up under Cathy’s dress, feeling the smooth sweetness of those thighs. Cathy didn’t try to stop her. The little girl sat shivering with excitement and watched Karen with increasingly hot eyes. “Your skin feels so smooth, just like satin.”

  Karen moved her hands up until her fingers touched the tight panties. She felt Cathy shaking, but it was because of the pleasure running through her and not from fear. Karen stroked her fingers about the panties, then pulled Cathy’s hips to the edge of the couch. When Karen shoved the girl’s dress up, Cathy only mewled softly. When Karen spread those slim thighs, Cathy began to whimper.

  Karen was staring at the tight crotch of the white panties now. There was a bit of moisture there, telling her that Cathy was more than excited — her little cunt was bubbling with heat, seeping sugary fuck juices. Karen slowly ran her fingers up and down the tight panties, pressing inward on that lovely little girl’s pussy slit.

  Cathy moaned with ecstasy, spreading her legs wider, arching her cunt against Karen’s fingers.

  “You’re so hot, darling,” Karen whispered, her voice low and husky with erotic emotion. “I can feel the heat of your sweet little pussy.”

  “Ohhh, I know!” Cathy mewled, twisting her little ass. “I don’t know why, but I need… I want… oh, please, do something! I feel like I’m burning up down there!”

  “I’ll do something, honey,” Karen promised. “I’ll make your hot little cunt feel so very good.”

  Karen dipped her face, kissing Cathy’s shaking thighs, running her tongue along the exciting softness between them. Cathy’s inner thighs felt like velvet on her tongue, and, when she licked up to the crotch of those tight panties, her hands moved to cup the small cheeks of Cathy’s ass. Karen lapped the flat surface of her tongue up and down the moist crotch of those panties, then hooked a finger into the crotch and pulled the crotch aside. Karen gazed hungrily at the pink, puffy cunt, seeing a few hairs sprouting there. The girl’s tiny clit poked from the glistening folds of flesh.

  “My God, honey,” Karen breathed. “It’s so beautiful, and looks as sweet as candy. You have a lovely little cunt, and I’ve just got to kiss it!”

  “Please, Mrs. Morgan! Do it!”

  “Let’s take your panties off first,” Karen said with heavy desire. She pulled the willing girl’s panties down and off, and filled her hot eyes with the beauty of that succulent cunt. She imagined her son’s cock fucking it, and wished he would hurry and come home.

  But not yet — it wasn’t time.

  Lowering her face, Karen pressed her lips to that sugary cunt, kissing Cathy’s pussy the way she would a mouth. The wet heat of Cathy’s cunt overwhelmed her senses, and, with a wild, greedy growl, she began to suck and lick in frenzy. She smeared her mouth and tongue all about Cathy’s crotch, finding the taste of this young, almost-hairless cunt very sweet. She sucked on Cathy’s tiny clit, flipping the tip of her tongue over it, making the girl squeal and squirm and twist into her face. Karen pressed Cathy’s creamy young thighs tightly about her face, groaning with ecstasy. Her lips closed about the cunt, sucking. Then Karen slid her tongue into the tight heat of Cathy’s pussy, able to taste the fuck juices better this way. When Karen’s tongue started fucking in and out, Cathy squealed and humped her cunt tightly into Karen’s mouth, now holding the back of Karen’s head.

  “You like this?” Karen said in a muffled voice, not wanting to pull her mouth far from the sugary-tasting cunt.

  “Ooooo, yes, Mrs. Morgan! Do it some more!”

  Karen’s tongue fucked in and out, fucking fast. The heat and tightness and wetness of Cathy’s cunt were making Karen’s mind reel. Karen had enjoyed tonguefucks many times, from men and women, but eating this sweet cunt was as good as sucking on her son’s cock. She drew Cathy’s hips tightly into her face, her tongue licking up and down, sometimes probing the sweetness of Cathy’s tiny asshole. When Karen’s tongue brushed about Cathy’s asshole, the girl squealed loudly, grinding her ass against Karen’s tongue. Karen was finding out all her suspicions were right. Cathy was an erotic little creature and, once ignited, would do anything another person wanted of her.

  Involved as Karen was at licking and fucking Cathy’s sweet cunt, she failed to hear her son come in the door. But Cathy not only heard, but saw Tommy.

  “Oh!” the girl exclaimed, and she began pushing at Karen’s head. “Stop, Mrs. Morgan! Tommy’s home! Ohh, he’s seen us!”

  Karen turned her head around, keeping between Cathy’s thighs. She held those hot thighs tightly to prevent Cathy from taking her cunt away.

  “Don’t worry about him,” Karen laughed. “But we can’t let him… oh, this is embarrassing!” Cathy, unable to shove Karen’s face away from her cunt, covered her face with both hands, peeking between her fingers at Tommy.

  Tommy grinned from ear to ear, coming toward them. His cock was straining inside his pants. Cathy saw Tommy’s hard-on and, since Karen was kissing her cunt again, she could not fight the erotic hungers of her young, small body.

  Karen turned her face sideways, pressing her cheek into the heat of Cathy’s cunt.

  “Tommy, pull my skirt up.”

  But Tommy was already sliding his mother’s skirt up over her naked ass. Cathy looked from Tommy to Karen, wondering, then understanding. She giggled. “I thought so,” she said.

  “Thought what?” Tommy asked, sliding his pants downward letting his cock out.

  “At the pool, when we saw Mrs. Mor… your mother,” Cathy said. “You know, all wet and everything.”

  “You knew my son and I were fucking?” Karen asked.

  “I thought so,” Cathy said. “You didn’t care what we saw, and we saw it all through your shorts.”

  “Do you disapprove?” Karen asked, kissing Cathy’s wet cunt again.

  “I don’t care!” Cathy yelped, slamming her cunt into Karen’s face. “I don’t care… I don’t care! I like this!”

  Tommy was climbing onto the couch next to Cathy, his cock swollen in his fist. Cathy was looking at his prick with huge eyes, her tongue licking over her lips. She knew what Tommy was going to do.

  “I’d better not… I’ve never done…” Cathy glanced dawn at Karen, who was plunging her tongue into her cunt again. “Do I have to, Mrs. Morgan?”

  “You gotta!” Tommy replied for his mother. “I wanna feel my cock in your mouth, Cathy. Come on, suck it! Suck my cock, just for a little!”

  Karen was tonguefucking Cathy wickedly, listening to them; her own cunt was boiling. She was looking up at her son as he shoved his cock toward Cathy’s face.

  Cathy was looking at Tommy’s cock as if his prick, were something alien, her eyes enormous. But she was licking her lips, too, and the way she had done it, Karen knew Tommy wouldn’t have to press the issue very hard.

  “Don’t come in my mouth, Tommy,” Cathy pleaded, feeling the head of his cock brushing at her lips. “You can stick it in my mouth if you want, but don’t come in it.”

  Karen gazed up at the girl as her son pressed the swollen head of his cock between Cathy’s lips, her own tongue thrusting frantically at the boiling sweetness of the almost-hairless cunt. She watched Cathy’s small mouth being filled by her son’s cock, her lips stretching around the head of his prick. Cathy swung her cunt harshly into Karen’s mouth, making whimpering sounds as she started sucking with frenzy on Tommy’s cock. With her hand on the back of Karen’s head, Cathy moved her other hand between Tommy’s thighs, cupping his ass and pulli
ng him forward, trying to take more of his hard cock into her small mouth.

  Karen was pleased to see that Tommy let Cathy suck his cock instead of fucking her mouth. Fucking Cathy’s mouth would come later, she knew, but it was important that he allow her to become accustomed to a cock in her mouth first, to find how good it was to suck a hard, throbbing cock.

  But Cathy had already found out. She loved it and was sucking eagerly, her tongue sliding about the smooth prick head, jerking her face back and forth.

  Karen fucked her tongue deep into the sugary sweet cunt, and felt the wet pussy lips contract. She stabbed and licked and held the girl’s small ass tightly. She didn’t have to hear the muffled squeals or feel the wiggling hips to know that Cathy was clutched in a powerful orgasm. The evidence was all there in the way the girl was sucking in such frenzy on Tommy’s cock, in the way her juicy little cunt closed about Karen’s tongue. As Karen made Cathy go through one orgasm after another, she kept her eyes trained on Cathy’s sucking little mouth. She watched her son’s balls become tight and knew he wasn’t about to yank his cock from that hot mouth when he came.

  When Cathy felt and tasted the first spurt of Tommy’s come juice boil across her tongue she was at first surprised. Then by the time the second squirt came splashing against her throat, she knew what was happening. Cathy choked softly, but Karen saw her trying to suck more of Tommy’s cock into her mouth. Those young cheeks ballooned out, then closed about Tommy’s cock as her smooth throat swallowed the come juice. But Tommy came so much that spunk was seeping from the corners of Cathy’s tight lips. But the girl never felt it. She swallowed the spurting come juice with soft moans of hunger, her eyes wide open but rolling.