Kathy Andrews: Mother needs it hot

"Do you do that very often?" Susan asked. "Only if I don't have someone else to do it for me, Susan," Wanda said softly, her voice thick with passion.

Susan watched as Wanda's hand stretched those flimsy panties, her cunt becoming very hot and wet. It was exciting to see her sister fingerfucking herself so openly. She had never seen a girl fuck herself with a finger before, except when she watched herself doing it with a mirror.

"Why don't you ask Tommy to come in here?" Wanda asked. "I wouldn't have to do this for myself. He was fingerfucking me very good when you walked in the door. I was about to come, too, damn it."

Susan saw in her mind her son's cock sliding into Wanda's cunt. The image sent a wild pulsation through her own pussy, and she felt her pussy lips suck inward as her clit bulged tightly.

"Oh…" Wanda licked her lips again, sliding the crotch of her tight panties aside.

Susan saw her dark blond cunt hair, the wet pink lips of her sister's cunt, her throbbing clit. Wanda pinched her clit lightly, twisting it and writhing her ass on the cushions.

"Or maybe you'd like to fingerfuck me, Susan? Maybe you'd enjoy… kissing my cunt."

Susan's breath caught in her throat. She licked at her lips, staring into her sister's succulent pussy. Wanda dipped her middle finger into the folds, pressing slowly until her finger was all the way inside, then she pumped it in and out, her thumb agitating her inflamed clit.

"Mmmmmm, I think I'll come," Wanda purred hotly. "I think I'll make myself come." Her finger speeded up, the liquid sounds becoming more pronounced. When Wanda pulled her finger from her sugary pussy, she began to rub along her clit, then press hard as her fingers made circular movements. Susan couldn't turn away, couldn't take her eyes off her sister's blond-haired pussy and those moving fingers.

"You like to watch, don't you, Susan?" Wanda said in a low voice, rubbing at her cunt. "You're getting turned-on by seeing me, aren't you? I bet your cunt is bubbling and getting very hot, Susan. You love seeing me fingerfucking my cunt, don't you? I bet you'd come if you saw me fucking Tommy. Do you want to watch your son fuck me, Susan? That would be nice. I'd love to fuck Tommy while you watched us."

Susan jerked her eyes away.

"Wanda…" she said, then stopped. She stood up, her legs rubbery and weak.

She whirled away from her sister and almost ran down the hall to her room. She heard Wanda's laughter, and wondered about her lack of shame.

"Fuck him once for me!" she heard Wanda call just before she closed her bedroom door.

Tommy wasn't there. The bedspread was mussed, and the pillows were on the floor. There was the scent of fucking in the room, and she stood in the middle of it, wringing her hands, wondering how all this had happened in such a short time. Sure, she had been thinking about fucking Tommy. But she had not thought it would ever happen. She certainly never expected her younger sister to be the cause of it. But Wanda wasn't really the cause, she was only the trigger. The incident on the subway car had helped it along, too, she knew.

Tommy came out of her adjoining bathroom, still naked. He grinned at his mother, then saw her confusion.

"What's the matter, Mom?" he asked, starting to edge back into the bathroom, covering his cock and balls with one hand.

Susan understood what Tommy was thinking, and smiled at him. "It's okay, Tommy," she said. "It's not what you think. I just had a talk with your aunt, that's all."

Tommy stood in the door of the bathroom, his eyes searching his mother's face. Susan smiled wider, and stepped toward him. She shoved his hand away from his cock and balls, closing her own fingers about his cock and squeezing him.

"Gimme!" she whispered. "Don't hide it, give it to me."

"You looked kind of mad, Mom," he said. "I wasn't sure you'd let me do it again."

"Do it again?" she asked, squeezing his cock and feeling it harden in her fist. "You mean fuck me? Why would I stop you from fucking me? Didn't I say you could fuck me anytime and anywhere and in any way?"

"Yes, but."

"Stop it, baby," she said, leaning down and kissing him. She pumped her fist back and forth, feeling his young cock swell and harden. "I have a feeling your aunt is going to fuck you, too."

Tommy shoved his tongue into his mother's mouth, sliding his hands over her hips. Susan pressed against him, using her free hand to open her blouse for his mouth. As soon as a nipple was exposed, Tommy closed his hot, wet lips about it, sucking as hungrily as he had a short time ago. Susan purred and pumped his cock, testing the throbbing power of it with her fist.

"Mmmm, this is very nice, baby," she whispered. "Your cock is very hard again. I know a nice, wet, hot place for it, don't you?"

While her son stood sucking on her tit, Susan slipped out of her blouse and skirt. Her panties were peeled away quickly, and Tommy rushed his hand to his mother's cunt. Susan squealed in delight as he stabbed two fingers into her pussy and wiggled them about. She shook her ass and pulled his face tightly into her tits.

"Mmmnmmm, suck my tit, Tommy!" she gurgled. "Suck mother's tit! Oooooh, suck my nipples and fuck me with your finger! My cunt is very wet and hot, isn't it?"

Tommy moaned about his mother's nipple, his tongue licking at the rigid tip, his lips sucking at her flesh.

Pulling his face back, he looked up into his mother's face. "Aunt Wanda is gonna fuck me?"

"I think so," Susan said. "Do you want to fuck her, baby?"

"She sure had my cock hard, Mom," Tommy grinned. "And her pussy was sure hot and wet. Sure, I'd love to fuck her, Mom."

The idea of Tommy putting his young cock into her sister's lovely blond-haired cunt sent ripples of pleasure up and down Susan's flesh. She groaned and pulled him toward her bed.

"Lay on your back, baby," she whispered, kneeling beside him. "This time, I want on top of you."

Tommy eagerly laid back, his cock straining up with throbbing hardness. Susan gripped it in her fist, pumping up and down, making his swollen cockhead bulge out, his piss hole widening and dripping. She gazed at her son's cock with feverish eyes, bringing her other hand to his balls. Squeezing them, she jacked his cock, making soft squealing sounds of pleasure.

"Do something, Mom!" he urged.

"I am doing something, honey," she purred softly. "I'm jacking your cock, aren't I?"

"I don't wanna hand job! I wanna fuck!"

"Of course, you want to fuck," she gurgled. "With a hard-on like this, I'm sure you do."

She leaned down, and her tongue flicked outward.

"Ohhhh, Mom!" Tommy groaned as he felt the wet heat of his mother's tongue swirl about the head of his cock.

"Mmmmm, tasty," Susan whispered, sliding her tongue along his piss hole, tasting the seeping juices. "Very, very tasty. I bet you've never had a blow job, Tommy."

"I've never had a piece of ass until a while ago, Mom," he moaned. "You know that."

Susan, with her eyes smoldering in heat, her head turned to watch his expression, closed her lips about the head of her son's cock. She sucked very hard on the tip of his prick, her tongue flicking against his piss hole. Tommy whimpered and wiggled his ass, lifting his hips.

"You love it, I see," Susan said, puffing her mouth off his cock. "I can make you love it even more, but not right now."

She swung her leg over his hips, holding the base of his cock. Tommy watched his mother's hairy cuntlips part for him. The pink lips of her pussy glistened with wetness. Susan rubbed the head of his cock along the fiery slit of her cunt, mewling softly. Fitting the smooth head of his cock to her pussy, she slowly lowered herself, taking his cock deeply. Tommy gasped with pleasure, feeling the soft, yet tight, lips of his mother's cunt closing about his prick. He felt the hairs of her cunt tickle the base of his cock, and grabbed for her knees.