Kathy Harris: Wild eager family

Her large tits bounced and wobbled as she finger-fucked herself toward the orgasm she needed so badly, and she closed her eyes, chewing on her lower lip as hot, exciting fantasies rushed through her lust-filled mind.

She dreamed of her husky young son stroking her, body with his strong hands, and then picking her up, laying her across his bed and entering her, stroking his long, thick prick in and out of her willing pussy.

Realizing that she was fantasizing about fucking her own son, she gave a muffled gasp of incestuous pleasure and came. Rockets of ecstasy burst through her loins as hot waves of orgasmic delight swept through her body. She came and came, harder than she ever had while bringing herself to orgasm, and she knew that the unusual intensity of her climax was due to the fact that she had brought herself off while pretending that her young son was fucking her.

In his own room, Norm moaned, his temples throbbing with aroused blood. His senses whirled. Hot flashes of lust burned through his groin. He pumped his long, thick prick with his fist as he continued to watch his mother plunging her fingers into her dripping curd. A white-hot wave of rapture ripped through him and seething jets of cum flew from his cock and spattered against his bedroom tall. He came hard, his entire body shook as he emptied his balls and his of his heavy load.

As he came, he watched his mother coming along with him, and the sight made his own orgasm even more intense. He found himself wondering if there was any chance that his sexy mother might want to fuck with him as much as he longed to make it with her.

"Ohhhh, Norm, fuck meeee!" Janet cried out loud as she came again.

Norm grinned. He had the answer to his unasked question. And it was an answer that would turn his life around.

The next day, all day long Janet felt incredibly restless and horny. Her husband had left early that morning, without time for even a quickie, and the woman was still burning with sexual frustration from the night before when he had fallen asleep before fucking her.

It was early afternoon and she was in the kitchen, half-heartedly making a salad to go with dinner. She was wearing only her bathrobe, with nothing on underneath it. She had been feeling so depressed all day, she just didn't have the heart to dress.

As she sat on the stool in front of the kitchen counter and peeled carrots for the salad, her robe fell open, revealing her full, thrusting tits and the slope of her flat belly, and the soft, pouting mound of ha pussy.

She sighed. She was as horny as hell. And Larry had been gone for only a few hours. What would she do during the long, lonely, sexless days ahead?

She had the kitchen television set on to a steamy soap opera and as she idly glanced at it, she saw a young, handsome man who reminded her of her son. He had his shirt off and he was embracing an older woman who was wearing a sexy negligee.

As she watched the erotic action on her TV screen, Janet felt a rustle of hot desire course through her loins. She would have given anything at that moment to be the woman in the arms of that strong, young stud.

Absently, she picked up the cucumber to slice it into the salad. But, as she closed her fingers about it, she suddenly realized just how much like a big fat cock the vegetable felt in her grasp.

She glanced down at it and felt a flutter of lewd excitement flicker through her. It was a huge cucumber, and very, very thick. The bumps up and down its sides made her tremble as she imagined what it would feel like to have them sliding back and forth along the sensitive meat of her hungry cunthole.

She lifted the vegetable and placed its end in her mouth, sucking on it. She began to slide it back and forth over her wriggling tongue, getting it wet and warm with her saliva.

With her free hand, she slowly and sensuously caressed her body, running her fingers over her ballooning tits, and stroking them over the sticky crevice between her legs. She rolled her finger across the mound and ground the heel of her hand against the quivering bud of her clit, sending jolts of welcome pleasure coursing through her entire body.

Her heart pounded madly as she felt her body come alive with lust. Ripples of excitement and ecstasy ran up and down her body, and her mind went numb. She put the cucumber down and yanked open one of the drawers under the sink where she kept some of her lewd magazines.

She selected one of her favorites which had a young, turn-on male model as its centerfold.

She opened the magazine to the centerfold and placed it on the counter in front of her. She stared at the model and at his huge cock which dangled between his muscular legs.

She sighed with sexual frustration as she continued to stare greedily at the photograph, her cunt aching with need. She grabbed the cucumber and slowly began to run it aver her body. She swirled it over her taut, throbbing nips and down into the deep crevice between her tits, moving it slowly over the flat expanse of her trim tummy.

"Unnhh," she moaned as she moved the obscenely cock-like vegetable through the soft blonde down of her pussy fur and across the bloated lips of her cunt. She spread her legs wide and drew the cucumber up and down between her wet cuntlips.

Her fingers trembling with need, she guided the thick tip of the makeshift prick between her legs, pressing it against the slippery entrance to her cunt.

Whimpering now, she began to press the large vegetable back and forth, undulating her hips and gasping as she felt her cunthole slowly stretching to accommodate the jutting object. Chewing on her lower lip, her eyes riveted to the picture of the sexy young man in the magazine, Janet began to shove the cucumber deeper and deeper into the hot hole of her cunt. It stretched eagerly, throbbing with lewd pleasure as the big vegetable stroked against the aching sides.

Moaning with pleasure, Janet began to lewdly move the cucumber back and forth, shamelessly driving it in and out of her burning fuckhole, wishing it were her son's cock fucking her.

"Oh, it feels sooo good," she whimpered aloud, her eyes burning with desire as she imagined the teen in the picture gripping her asscheeks tightly and lustily slamming his large, rutting cock deep into her hungry pussy.

"Unnhhh, Norm, Norm," she sighed as the face in the photograph became her son's and she closed her eyes, trying to imagine what it would feel like to be fucked by her own son.

She tossed her head back and sighed in ecstasy, still twisting and pumping the cucumber back and forth between her widespread legs.

Suddenly the door bell rang shrilly, and the woman's head jerked up in panic. Who could that be? she asked herself silently as she yanked the cucumber out of her cunt with a wet sucking sound, and tossed it down onto the kitchen counter. Drawing her robe about her, and tying the belt around her waist, she moved quickly into the living room, one part of her mind still on the sexy young man in the magazine and on the orgasm she needed so desperately.

"Who is it?" she asked without opening the door.

"It's me, Mom! I forgot my key," Norm's voice sang out.

Janet gasped and opened the door to her son. She was still breathing heavily and, her mind went blank while she stared at the handsome teen who just seconds ago was the object of her lust-filled fantasies.

"Sorry to disturb you, Mom," Norm said, wondering why his mother was still in her robe, and why she looked so flushed and excited.

He reached out and touched her shoulder and his touch sent an incestuous thrill through her body which she could not deny.

"Is it that late for you to be home from school?" Janet asked vacantly, trying to gather her wits about her.

"No, Mom, I'm home a early. My last class was cancelled 'cause our teacher was sick. That's why Trish isn't with me. She'll be home later."