Kathy Andrews Collection

by Kathy Andrews

  “Good night, baby,” she whispered, kissing his cheek lightly. “I love you.”

  “Love you, too, Mom,” he mumbled, snuggling against her tits and resting an arm on her waist.

  Joan shoved his arm down, curling his fingers about one naked ass cheek, then moved her hand to his ass, holding it tenderly, listening to her son as he drifted off to a well earned sleep.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Joan woke up with her son’s cock prodding against her.

  She was on her back, her legs open. The sheet had been tossed to the foot of the bed, and Ted was between her legs, trying to push his cock into her cunt.

  “Mmmmm, what do you want, baby?” she smiled up at him.

  “Pussy, Mom,” Ted laughed.

  “Don’t let me stop you,” she gurgled, wrapping her arms around him. She spread her legs more and lifted her ass up, giving him access to her cunt. “Don’t ever let me stop you from getting pussy.”

  She moved her hands to his ass, finding it light and small in her palms. Drawing her knees up, keeping them wide, she arched her cunt to him, and sighed happily as the swollen head of his cock slipped into her.

  “Ooooo, nice!” she whispered, digging into his ass and pulling his cock deep. “I love to wake up with a cock in my cunt.”

  She pulled his face to her titties, holding the back of his head in one hand, the other still gripping his flexing ass.

  “You’re wet and hot already, Mom,” he gasped as her pussy closed tightly on his cock.

  “I always am,” she gurgled, twisting her hips and grinding against his cock and balls. “Especially for your cock, honey.”

  She closed her thighs around his hips as he started thrusting into her. She squeezed his hips, scissoring her legs up and down, meeting his down-thrusts with upward motions of her hips. Drawing her long legs up, she locked her ankles just below his ass, humping from the waist down, fucking at him with short, quick thrusts. The sensations she enjoyed the night before returned again this morning, in full force.

  Joan threw her naked ass up and down, grunting from the strength of his fucking cock. Her clitoris, as before, was being scraped by the throbbing shaft of his hard-on, creating an intense heat in her pussy. As he fucked her, Ted began to kiss and lick at her swollen, upstanding titties, taking a nipple between his lips, his tongue swirling hotly and wetly. The sliding of his hips along her squeezing thigh felt so very good to her, almost as good as his sweet, hard cock felt inside her cunt. She made soft, choking sounds of pleasure, enjoying the way he sucked on her tits as they fucked.

  She moaned in pleasure as she felt his hands slide down her body, then underneath to cup her ass, lifting it up to his cock. She squealed happily when he squeezed her ass, banging his cock powerfully into her pussy. She drew her knees up his sides, bringing them to his shoulders and lifting her cunt into the air. Ted was almost on his knees fucking her now, his cock beating rapidly upon her puffy, fiery cunt lips, driving deep. His balls began to slap against the spreading cheeks of her ass, as though teasing her puckered asshole. Wrapping her arms behind her knees, she pulled them as far back as she could, her crotch spread out for him.

  “Mmmmm, ram it to me, Ted!” she gurgled hotly. “Ohhhh, baby, fuck it good! Ahhhh, I love it so! Fuck mother… fuck mother’s wet cunt, darling!”

  “Hot pussy,” Ted groaned, slamming his cock in and out of her hairy cunt swiftly. “Your cunt is so fucking hot, Mom! You’re really wet, too! I love to fuck you, Mom!”

  “Then fuck me, baby!” she urged huskily, thrusting her cunt up and down in rhythm to his cock. “Fuck mother’s hot cunt! Fuck my wet, hairy pussy! Fuck my snatch, my twat! Ooooo, mother’s cunt loves your hard, hard cock, darling!”

  Ted was still clutching the spreading cheeks of her uplifted ass. Twisting frantically as he fucked her, Joan felt his fingers near her asshole, and began to swing her ass around in an effort to get a finger against it.

  “Touch my asshole!” she yelped. “Ted, rub my asshole… fuck me and rub my asshole!”

  Without missing a beat, Ted slipped a finger to the heat of his mother’s asshole, rubbing it swiftly as his cock stabbed in and out of her cunt.

  With his finger rubbing her asshole and his cock delving so deeply in her cunt, Joan began to hiss and whimper, almost strangling with ecstasy. She shook her raised ass wildly, holding her knees far back, looking up with glazed eyes into her son’s contorted face. She sucked on her bottom lip, moaning as the liquid heat inside her cunt began to boil.

  “Ooohhh! Ahhhh, ram it, ram it!” she croaked. “Such a good way to wake up! Mmmm, give me that sweet, hard cock! Mother’s cunt wants your hard cock, darling! My wet, hairy cunt wants your cock all the time, forever and ever! Oooo, fuck me hard! Fuck me real hard!”

  Ted was looking down, watching his cock plunge into his mother’s cunt. It was easy to see with her ass so high and knees drawn back. He could see the pink wetness of her cunt holding his cock, the wetness on his prick and her clitoris as it burned along the shaft of his cock. He rubbed faster at her tight asshole, grunting with ecstasy.

  Joan began to murmur and whimper as her passion soared, her pussy clutching his prick, sucking at it greedily. She held her ass up, crotch fully exposed to his pounding cock. He rammed into her so hard, her breath was driven from her lungs in gasps. With each of his plunges, her tits would jiggle. She tried to draw her knees back even more, but they were as far as they would go now. With her burning eyes, she watched the wiry hair at the base of his cock mingle with her cunt hair as he came down hard.

  “You’re going to make me come, Ted!” she gasped. “I’m so close now… so close! Oh, God! I’m going to explode! Harder, harder! Fuck me harder, darling! Pound my cunt! Pound me, pound me, fuck me!”

  A loud wail came from Joan when her orgasm started, becoming a scream of sheer ecstasy as the power grew. The throbbing waves of her orgasm set up that sucking sensation in her cunt, and once more it seemed as if she was sucking him off with her hairy-lipped cunt.

  Ted’s finger began pressing upon the tightness of his mother’s asshole. The sensations there increased the power of her orgasms, and Joan yelped and wailed and gasped as a series of steaming convulsions shook her naked body.

  “Now!” Joan screamed. “Now!”

  Ted rammed deep into her spasming cunt, his body going stiff, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut. With a loud grunt, he discharged into her pussy. Streams of gushing come juice flooded her hungry pussy, splattering the velvety walls. Joan screamed once more as she felt her son’s come juice filling her cunt, and a final orgasm burned through her body like an exploding fire.

  As she finished coming, a weakness came over her. She slowly lowered her legs to the bed, her son’s cock pulling from her clutching cunt with a moist sound. Ted rolled to his side, breathing hard. Joan lay on her back, legs spread wide and her arms at her sides. Her naked tits rose and fell in her effort to suck air into her lungs.

  A few minutes later she lifted herself up on an elbow, grinning at her son. “Now, that’s what I call a real nice way to wake up. I wonder if you could wake me up every morning that way.”

  Ted grinned up at his mother, cupping one of her tits and giving it a squeeze. “I could sure try,” he said.

  Joan looked down at his cock and balls. His prick was glistening with their juices. She caressed her hand around his young, tender balls, and quickly darted her face downward. She kissed his wet cock with hot lips, then his balls.

  “That’s enough of this,” she said gaily, swinging her legs over the bed and getting up. “Want to shower with me?”

  “Hey, yeah!”

  “Then move your lazy ass,” she laughed, twisting her naked ass into the bathroom.

  Joan set the stream of water to a nice comfortable temperature, then stepped under it, soaking her hair and moaning softly with the good feelings still inside her. By the time she had shampoo on her hair, Ted was in the stall with her. She shivered as he soaped her ba
ck, scratching it deliciously. She wiggled her ass while she washed her hair, and Ted began washing his mother’s shapely ass, soaping her up good. He worked his hand into the crack, and Joan gave a lewd giggle, arching her ass back into his hand, wiggling it saucily.

  Suddenly Joan yelped.

  “Hey, watch that shit, guy!” she said. “You’re supposed to wash my ass, not stick your finger up it.”

  Ted laughed playfully, goosing his mother again. Joan squealed and tucked her hips forward, turning around to face him. As the water washed the shampoo from her hair, she grabbed his cock in one hand, his balls with the other.

  “I’ll show you!” she said. “Think you can stick your fucking finger up my asshole, do you?”

  She pulled her son close to her by his cock, tucking it between her thighs. Running her hand behind him, she quickly darted her finger into his asshole.

  Ted yelled and jerked away, grabbing his ass with both hands. Then, with a laugh she hugged him against her soapy tits.

  “I can do that, too,” she said.

  “That’s not fair, Mom,” Ted replied.

  “Oh, it’s not? And why not?”

  “You’re a girl,” he said. “Girls are supposed to like that, not guys.”

  “Is that right? And where did you get this bit of wisdom, darling?”

  “I heard it, that’s all.”

  “Then you heard wrong.”

  They finished washing each other, then stepped from the stall and dried one another off. Joan tickled his balls, causing Ted to dance about and try to get away, laughing gleefully.

  “You’re gonna make me piss if you don’t stop, Mom.”

  “So piss,” she giggled, tickling his balls again.

  Ted let loose a stream of piss.

  “Hey, you little fart!” she giggled, jerking him to the toilet. “Who do you think has to clean up around here? You piss in the fucking toilet! I thought I raised you with better manners than that.”

  Ted laughed up at her as she held his cock, seeing his mother’s glassy eyes as she watched him pissing. Her mouth was open, and she seemed to be breathing fast, her tits rising and failing, her nipples swelling.

  “That looks beautiful,” Joan whispered. “I like to watch you piss, honey.”

  She moved his cock, trying to make the stream wavy, but when she did that, he pissed on the floor more than in the toilet. When he finished, Joan kept holding his cock, not shaking it the way she had last night. There was a glazed expression in her eyes as she slowly went to her knees. Pushing at his hip, she turned her son around so that her eyes were on a level with his cock. A golden drop of piss clung to his pisshole, and with a low sobbing sound, Joan snaked her tongue out and used the tip to flick the drop of piss from him. Closing her fist about his cock, she looked up at her son, her beautiful face contorted with a perverse expression of erotic desire.

  Another golden drop of piss formed on his pisshole, and she looked at it for a long, breathless moment, then her tongue sneaked out again. She ran her tongue over the head of her son’s cock, circling his pisshole. Then, with a soft moan, flicked her tongue at the drop of piss and drew it into her mouth.

  Running her tongue about inside her mouth and tasting his piss, a shudder went through her. With a cry of pleasure, she buried her face against his cock and balls, wrapping her arms around his hips and clutching his young ass with tight hands.

  “Oooo, you’re so fucking sweet, Ted!”

  She moaned against his cock and balls. Twisting her face about, she rubbed his sweetness about her cheeks and nose and chin, then began to kiss at his cock and balls hungrily.

  “You feel so good against my face,” she murmured, caressing her cheek along his cock. “I love the feel of your cock against my face.”

  Feeling his cock swell, Joan drew back and stared at it, her eyes very hot, moist and wide open. She sat on her heels, knees wide, holding his balls with one hand now, her other still clutching his tight ass cheek. Moving her ass, she pressed one heel against her cunt, feeling the pressure grow into a wet heat there. Releasing his balls, she closed her fist about his cock and looked up at him, jerking her fist slowly as his prick turned into that beautiful, desirable hardness.

  Ted looked down at his mother, neither of them speaking, their breathing loud in the small bathroom. Still gazing up at her son, Joan pressed her lips to the tip of his cock, kissing it. The tip of her tongue came out and she began to make hot, wet circles about the swollen head, flicking the tip gently and caressing his flaring pisshole. She placed her lips just over the pisshole, kissing it as her tongue swiped slowly. She felt her son’s body shake and she closed her fingers tighter into his ass cheek.

  With a soft growl, Joan released his cock and moved her lips up and down the shaft, her tongue barely touching it. The hard meat of his prick against her mouth felt wonderful to her. There was a delicious sensation about running her burning lips up and down her son’s throbbing cock. She swirled her tongue into the wiry hair, then flicked his balls. She used the flat surface of her tongue now, licking at his cock from base to pisshole, slowly, the way a small child would savor an ice cream cone.

  Ted’s cock started seeping juices now, and as the juice beaded at his pisshole, Joan licked them away. She kept her tongue out of her mouth, running it up and down the hard shaft and circling the swollen head, beginning to pant with hungry desire. The urge to suck her son’s cock was strong, much stronger than she had ever felt before. She had enjoyed the feel of a hard cock throbbing between her lips often, yet somehow those urges to suck her son’s cock off were especially strong.

  Holding his cock at the base again, she ran her tongue about the deliciously smooth head, letting the heat sear into her mouth. Each bubble of fluid that seeped from his pisshole was quickly licked away by her darting tongue. The taste of those juices created a hungry storm inside her naked body. They were more delicious than ever because that slippery wetness came from her son’s cock.

  Ted stood looking down with anxious eyes, his hips arched outward. He rested one hand on top of his mother’s head. The heat of her wet tongue running up and down his cock gave him many thrills that were different than fucking Fawn or his mother. Each of them had felt good, but this was different. His mother’s mouth and tongue gave him an entirely different kind of ecstasy.

  Joan could no longer keep teasing herself this way.

  With a moan of passion, she closed her lips around her son’s cockhead, her tongue fluttering. She grasped the cheeks of his ass again, her fingers digging into his flesh, and jerked him forward, driving his cock into the back of her throat. She gurgled as the swollen head of his prick prodded the burning entrance of her throat, sliding over her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Her lips spread tightly on his hard cock, stretching so sweetly. She sucked the full length into her mouth, feeling the wiry hairs at the base tickle them and her nose. Holding his cock deeply, she writhed her lips at the base and squeezed his ass cheeks, her eyes blazing up at his surprised face.

  Pressing her tongue against the underside of his cock, she made her mouth a wet, hot tightness for him, sucking her lips back along it until she was just barely pressing them over his pisshole. She sucked hard on his pisshole, drawing juices from it, her tongue flicking them away. Then she jerked his ass forward again, taking his cock as deeply as it would go, sobbing with perverse hunger.

  She bobbed her lovely face back and forth a few times, sucking hot and hard on his cock. Then she slowed down, sucking from his prick and smacking her lips. She held his ass tightly and whispered to him.

  “I’m going to suck you, darling. I have to suck your cock! I need to suck your cock, Ted!”

  Again she swallowed her son’s cock in her wet mouth and jerked her lips back and forth, her tongue flying in greed. “Ohhhhh, you’re so fucking sweet!” she wailed as her tongue flicked the pisshole. “You’re so sucking sweet! Cocksucking sweet! Your cock is delicious in my mouth, darling! Ooo, I love the way it feels between my lips!
So hard and hot… and I want to suck it off!”

  “You want me to come in your mouth, Mom?” Ted panted, his naked body shaking with pleasure.

  “God, yes!” she squealed.

  She swallowed his prick again, pulling at his ass until her lips were pressing into the wiry cockhair. With her lips as tight as she could make them, Joan started sucking on her son’s cock like a starved woman. Her tongue was in constant motion, fluttering along the shaft and flicking about his pisshole. The way his young cock stuffed her mouth was a delight she had never known before. As her face plunged forward, she pulled at his ass. Sounds of intense ecstasy bubbled from her with a wet, muffled sound, her eyes still blazing up at him.

  She turned loose of his ass long enough to bring his hands to her cheeks, pressing them there to let him know what she wanted. Again she clutched his tight ass cheeks, squeezing them as she jerked his cock in and out of her scalding wet mouth.

  Once Ted understood, she stopped jerking at his ass. He was now fucking her face the way he fucked her cunt. Joan’s eyes rolled about in pleasure, thrilled that he fucked her mouth eagerly. Her lips tingled as he beat the base of his cock against them, sending excitement down her naked body to her cunt. Joan pressed her heel tighter yet into her wet pussy as Ted fucked her mouth, her moans an indication of her wild ecstasy. Her cunt seemed to be drawing inward, steaming with impending orgasm. Holding his ass in her palms, she felt as if her mouth was her cunt that somehow her mouth and cunt had switched places. She had never felt this way before.

  The sounds of her son’s grunts broke through her mesmerized brain, and she felt his prick throbbing against her sucking lips. She focused her eyes on his twisting face. He plunged his cock in and out of her mouth with frantic desperation now, and Joan knew it would not be long before she had a mouthful of come juice.