Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  Lewis and George grinned, their eyes flashing as they looked up and down her body, from her arching, rounded tits to her hairy cunt and long, creamy thighs.

  “You know I am,” George said, his voice thickening with desire as he looked at her.

  Barbara winked at him. “And so is my son. You don’t mind that, do you, George?”

  “Hell no!” George replied.

  “Neither do I, Mother,” Lewis said. “You want to fuck George, I won’t be jealous at all. Just let me watch.”

  “I wouldn’t think of fucking him unless you were with me, darling,” she told her son. “Being with you makes it more exciting for me.” George twisted in his chair, and she saw his cock throbbing with hardness. The head of his prick was swollen and very smooth, his piss hole dripping. She dropped her robe to the floor of the kitchen and began walking toward the boy with hot eyes.

  Barbara stood in front of George, her legs wide apart, her knees on each side of his. George brought a hand up the inside of her thigh, cupping her cunt. Barbara gave a soft mewl of pleasure and wiggled her hips for him. She leaned down and kissed his mouth, then inched her crotch forward until she hovered her hairy cunt a few inches above his hard cock.

  “I have to warn you, George,” she said in a teasing voice. “I’ve got one hot cunt! It might burn your cock off if you’re not careful!”

  George moved his hands to her hips and lifted his lap upward. Barbara grabbed his cock and rubbed the head back and forth on her wet, fiery pussy lips. She fitted the head between her cunt lips, then slowly lowered herself down. She mewled with delight as George’s cock stretched her cunt.

  She moved slowly, savoring the sensations, and when she had every inch of his cock inside her cunt, she sat there for a while, wiggling gently, feeling his balls against her ass. George clamped his lips about one of her hard nipples, sucking it as his tongue flicked about it, making Barbara whimper with delight. When George cupped her asscheeks, Barbara started bouncing up and down, riding his cock, her head thrown back as she wailed with ecstasy.

  “Oooh, you’ve got a wonderful cock, George!” she whined hotly. “I love it! Ohhh, I’m going to burn your cock up with my hot, wet, hairy cunt! I’m going to give you the fuck of your life!”

  Lewis, watching his mother’s ass move up and down with short strokes, urged her on. “Fuck him, Mother! George has wanted that hairy cunt for a long time! Give it to him!”

  Having her tit sucked vigorously as she jiggled her naked ass up and down, Barbara felt intense heat flood her body. She clung to the back of George’s head, holding his mouth to her tit. His cock seemed to reach the very depths of her being, and she squealed happily as she jerked and twisted, plunged and churned.

  Watching the boys with Candy had created a most intense, mindless passion in her, and she was getting her reward now. The orgasms she had produced with her own hand as Candy fucked and sucked the boys had not satisfied her, nor had it stilled the raging heat of her cunt when Candy sucked it off. The only thing that would cool her hot ass off was cock hard, throbbing, dripping cock.

  She swung her naked ass in every direction, her passion flaring because her son was watching her fuck his best friend, seeing her naked ass move in a frenzy of motion. She was certain that Lewis could see the way her hairy cunt clung to George’s cock, and she arched her ass back, but not so far as to lose the plunging prick from her pussy.

  “Ooooh, this is so good, so fucking good!” she moaned. “Oh, Lewis… you’re next! You have to fuck Mother next, baby! I want your cock… fucking me! I want both cocks, fucking me! Oooh, George, fuck me deep and hard! Hold my hot ass and fuck my hairy wet cunt!”

  But George was unable to comply. Barbara was plunging her crotch up and down violently, riding his prick so hard and fast that he couldn’t move. The best he could do was push up with his cock, hold himself there, suck her tit and cling to her churning asscheeks.

  The orgasms came upon Barbara without warning. She was plunging her cunt up and down one second, and in the next, she was grinding powerfully on his cock, her cunt tightening as she came. She screamed with mindless ecstasy as her pussy rippled in waves of orgasm.

  Her cunt sucked and flexed around the boy’s cock so hard that he could not prevent the sudden gushing of his come juice. The thick juice spurted hotly into Barbara’s cunt, spraying the sensitive, satiny walls, filling her pussy. Her body went rigid as she held his mouth tight against her tit, his mouth full of her hard, tingling nipple.

  George clawed at Barbara’s naked ass, bruising the flesh, but she felt nothing but pure, intense ecstasy.

  When it was over, Barbara slumped against George, her tits almost concealing his face. She gasped as her body trembled, the pleasure still hot inside her. Finally she cupped his cheeks and kissed his mouth tenderly.

  “George, you’re going to be a regular visitor here, aren’t you?” she murmured happily. “I want you to be here as much as you can. Between you and my son, we’re going to have so much fun, fucking, sucking, everything!” As they went to the living room, she held her son shard cock, stroking it tenderly and with a great deal of affection. “You know Mother will take care of this, don’t you, darling?”

  Lewis grinned. “I know, Mother.”

  She sat with the boys on each side of her, fondling their cocks and balls as they enjoyed feeling her body, cupping her tits, licking her nipples, sliding their hands up and down her smooth, spreading thighs, probing at her hot, hairy cunt.

  The boys were young, virile, and so eager, she thought. With both of them, her cunt should always be very well satisfied, as would her hungry desire to suck a hard cock.

  She fondled their balls, tickled them, squeezed their cocks as they throbbed in her hand. She ran a thumb over her son’s wet piss hole and brought it to her mouth. She licked at her moist thumb, then did the same thing with George. She even dipped her finger into her cunt and licked at it, much to the excitement of the two boys.

  “I wish I had not made Candy leave now,” she said in a low voice. “There was, one other thing I was going to have you two do with her.”

  “What was that, Mother?”

  “Fuck her ass,” Barbara said.

  “Fuck Candy in her asshole?” George asked. “I tried that and she got pretty mad, Barbara.”

  “She wouldn’t get mad if I made her do it,” Barbara insisted. “I think Candy would do anything I told her to do now. She didn’t want to go, you know.”

  “I can call her, Mother,” Lewis offered. “She’s probably home right now.”

  Barbara thought about it, then said, “Later. Right now I want one of these cocks. Better yet, both cocks.”

  She slipped from the couch and went to her hands and knees, wiggling her rounded ass as she giggled. “George, watch my son fuck my ass.”

  Lewis was fast. He went to his knees behind his mother and began to rub the swollen head of his cock against her tight asshole.

  George, his eyes wide and hot with interest, leaned over, peering between the spreading cheeks of Barbara’s ass.

  Lewis pressed his cock forward.

  “Are you really going to take it up the ass?” George asked, his voice trembling with desire.

  “Mmmm, you just watch me!” Barbara murmured hotly. “Push, Lewis! Oh, God… shove your sweet cock up Mother’s ass! Fuck Mother’s asshole, darling!”

  She heard George suck in air as she felt her son’s prick slide into her gripping asshole. She moved her ass back, squealing as the burning, stretching sensation came to her again. When she felt her son’s balls brush at the hairiness of her cunt, she turned and looked at George over her shoulder.

  “Come here, George, hurry!”

  George moved to her head.

  “Fuck my mouth!” Barbara yelped as her ass began to plunge back and forth on her son’s cock. “Fuck me in my mouth… while my son fucks my asshole!”

  Barbara held herself up with her hands and knees, and as George knelt in front of her, she ope
ned her mouth when he moved his cock toward it.

  She felt her son clinging to her hips as he thrust his hard cock deeply into her hot asshole. George held her cheeks as he began to fuck her mouth, driving his cock into her throat the way she wanted.

  Being penetrated in her asshole by her son’s cock and being fucked in the mouth by George’s cock, Barbara thought she was in erotic heaven. She sucked hard as George banged into her face, his balls slapping her chin.

  She was being fucked by two excited, eager boys, and she was going out of her mind with passion. Never had she been fucked by two boys, and as they fucked her now, Barbara knew it wasn’t going to be the last time. Feeling a hot cock driving into her tight asshole and one between her hungry lips sent her soaring with ecstasy.

  She felt boiling orgasms going through her body, the heat centering in and around her cunt and asshole. Yet it seemed to Barbara that she was enjoying an orgasm with her mouth and throat, too.

  Her naked body was being pounded front and rear, her tits swinging tightly, her nipples tingling in hardness. She wanted to grab George by his naked, plunging ass, but she would fall on her face if she lifted her hands. Every nerve in her slender, shapely body was on fire, and the heat was increasing until it was a roaring flame. Her cunt was exploding time and again, causing her asshole to squeeze very tight around her son’s plunging cock.

  Feeling her son’s prick start throbbing and squirting into her asshole, she growled around George’s cock. The boy slipped his cock between her tight lips, then her mouth was suddenly being filled with the thick sweetness of his come juice. The boys were coming up her ass and into her mouth, and Barbara was about to faint from the mindless pleasure.

  As they pulled away from her, she slumped to the floor, her asshole still on fire and flexing, her lips bruised. But Barbara felt so very good.

  Minutes later, she saw Lewis and George were hard again.

  “I don’t believe it,” she whispered. “I just don’t believe those cocks can get so hard so fast.”

  But they were.

  “Oh, God… I guess I’ve got to take care of them,” she whispered. “I just hope I can keep, up with you two. I’m getting tired already.”

  The boys were proud of themselves, arching the hardness of their pricks forward so she could feel them.

  “It’s your turn to fuck my asshole, George,” she said, feigning more exhaustion than she actually felt. “Come on and plug my asshole.”

  Barbara rolled to her stomach and drew her knees underneath, arching her rounded ass high in the air. “Fuck it, George! You’ve fucked my cunt and then my mouth… now you get to fuck my asshole!”

  Eagerly George dropped to his knees, pressing his cock into Barbara’s already well fucked asshole with ease. She closed her asshole tightly around his cock, then looked up at her son.

  “Call Candy,” she said, moving her ass slowly on George’s cock. “Call her and let me talk to her.”

  When Lewis had Candy on the telephone, he handed it to his mother.

  “Candy, would you like to come back here?”

  Candy must have been crying. She was still sobbing softly when she said: “Please, Barbara… I’ll do anything you want me to do. I’ll suck your cunt again.”

  “You know what I’m doing right now?”

  “You’re having all the fun, I know that.”

  “I’ve got. George’s cock up my ass right now, and I’m getting ready to suck my son’s cock. George is going to fuck me in my asshole and Lewis is going to fuck me in my mouth.”

  “Ooooh, Barbara!” Candy sobbed. “Let me! I’ll do it, too. I wanna be there, please!”

  “You’ll fuck them both?”

  “Oh, yes!”

  “Suck them off?”

  “Ooooh, I’ll suck everything, even their assholes!”

  Barbara laughed, shoving her ass back against the throbbing hardness of George’s cock. “Will you take their cocks up your tight little asshole… eat my pussy… gobble their balls… let them come in your cock sucking mouth and…”

  Candy broke in excitedly. “Yes, yes! All of it!”

  “Then get your hot little ass over here fast!”

  When Lewis hung the phone up, Barbara said to him: “Fuck Mother’s mouth now, darling. I have a hunch when Candy, gets here I may not get much. Besides, I need some help with you two hard-cocked bastards.”

  She opened her mouth as her son moved his cock to it, mewling as George fucked deep into her asshole. While she waited for Candy, she once again began to come strongly.

  THE END

  CB-4411 MOM’S WET PANTIES

  FOREWORD

  The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only tinder extremely tempting conditions.

  The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all corners, males and females alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, reluctantly join the neighborhood mate-swappers.

  Joyce Martin is one of these outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her a perverse desire for her son lies coiled like a snake, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse it.

  MOM’S WET PANTIES — a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.

  The Publisher

  CHAPTER ONE

  Joyce Martin held her son’s hand as they walked along the dark street. They could have taken a taxi, but the night was warm and perfect for a walk.

  Jerry had been with his friend, Tony, a few blocks from his own home. And, after thinking it over, Joyce had decided to get him. Jerry was still much too young to be out so late by himself, although he didn’t think so.

  She squeezed his hand affectionately, looking down at his handsome young face as they passed beneath a street lamp. He looked so much like his deceased father it was sometimes painful for Joyce to look at the boy.

  She had enjoyed fucking with her husband, and it still tormented her even when sleeping. She had always been an intensely erotic type of woman, and there was nothing she and her husband had not tried and enjoyed. Widowed a year ago, Joyce found only recently that her thoughts had turned to Jerry, imagining him between her legs, his cock pumping into her always hot and wet cunt, fucking her the way her husband had fucked her.

  She had tried to rid herself of these lewd thoughts by fingerfucking herself to a series of orgasms that left her feeling wrung out and totally satisfied.

  Jerry was old enough now, she was certain, to enjoy a good fucking with a woman who knew how to take, care of his cock. The fact that she thought woman instead of girl gave her the inkling of a desire she had been trying to suppress… suppress because she thought of herself as that woman.

  Even holding his hand this way, her hip brushing against him occasionally, sent ripples of steaming hunger through her puffy cunt. As soon as she had taken his hand when they left the home of his friend, Joyce had become aware of how wet her cunt had become. The crotch of her panties seemed soaked as her pussy seeped, her clit so distended she wished she could rip her panties off; the pressure of them against her cunt was unbearable.

  They were still a few blocks from home when Joyce felt the urge to piss. She tried to control it, but the more she did, the greater the urge. Lately, when she was aroused, this desire to piss had become stronger. Only the day before, thinking of fucking her son, she had wanted to piss so badly she had actually come as she sat on the toilet, pissing a golden stream into the water, hearing it tinkling. That had never happened to her before, and she had never played pissing games with her husband. It was one of the few things they had not gotten around to by the time of his death.

  She gave a soft moan as a quick squirt of piss slipped from her cunt. She had been unable to prevent it, and now she could feel warm piss on her inner thighs. It felt sensual as her thighs rubbed together, making her c
unt boil all the more. Joyce was not really surprised at her reaction… not after the day before. She squeezed her son’s hand tighter, bringing the back of it along her thigh in a slow swinging motion. They were in shadows now, and Joyce began looking for someplace she could piss. She knew she would be pissing in her panties long before they got home. The only answer was to piss in a dark corner someplace. She didn’t want to arrive home with piss running down her thighs, Jerry maybe noticing it, making fun of her or something.

  They were in a residential section, about two blocks from home. Joyce noticed an older home setting about thirty feet from the sidewalk. It had an old-fashioned porch with a white painted railing, and what looked to be a porch swing. There was some shrubbery near the porch, but not enough to conceal her. The house was dark, and the for sale sign on the lawn convinced her she could perhaps piss on the porch, out of sight.

  She paused, still holding her son’s hand.

  “Jerry, don’t you dare laugh at me, but I have got to pee so badly. I can’t wait until we get home, so I’m going to use that porch.”

  “Go ahead, Mother,” he said. “I won’t laugh. I know how it is when you gotta go. I’ll wait here for you.”

  “No, come with me, honey,” she said, her voice taking on a lower, throaty quality. “It’s kind of dark up there and I’m a fraidy cat.”

  Jerry went willingly up the sidewalk, walked onto the porch, and saw the old-fashioned porch swing hanging there. Joyce looked for a dark area, but the only place dark enough was behind the swing.

  She whispered to her son: “Sit on the swing, honey. I’ll go behind it, but I want you close to me.”

  As her son sat on the swing, Joyce slipped behind it, already lifting her skirt. Jerry caught a flash of his mother’s long, lovely thighs before she disappeared behind him. Joyce lifted her skirt to her waist, sliding a finger into the crotch of her soaked panties, pulling it aside as she squatted. A soft moan of relief from her as she began to piss. The hissing sound seemed loud in the dark stillness. Joyce knew her son could hear it as well. She was not surprised to find her cunt pulsating as she pissed, and the sensation of an orgasm bubbled about her clit.