Kathy Andrews - Horny mother for all

The few words she managed to say seemed to incite both Tom and Steve: "… fuck… piss… cocksucker… cunt eater… asshole."

Mary thought one of the boys sucked and licked her cunt instead of fucking it, but she was so far out of her mind with joy, that she wasn't sure. All she knew was that her cunt was coming and coming. Her naked body shivered and trembled as the explosions burst one after another in the heated pit of her cunt. Her hairy pussylips were drawing and sucking on their cocks as they changed places, almost nibbling. Mary seemed desperate to have their two hard cocks gushing that precious cum juice into her cunt. She still had her hands underneath her naked ass, holding it high, but it was because she could do nothing but come powerfully. She couldn't move any part of her body now. She was sobbing with mindless pleasure, more than ever in her life.

Then her orgasms slowed somewhat. She was still coming, but not as powerful as before. The orgasm now flowed and rippled almost gently.

"Oooh, come, damn you!" she sobbed, pleading. "Oh, please, come in me! One of you… both of you, come in my fucking hot cunt! Please, I can't come any more! Come in me… come, please!"

Now that the initial orgasm had settled a bit, she could see without the haziness that filmed her eyes. Steve was there, holding her legs tightly, banging his cock in and out of her gripping cunt. His face was contorted, and he gasped heavily as his balls banged against her twitching asshole.

Now able to move her body, Mary twisted and gyrated her uplifted ass. The way her cuntlips sucked on his cock suddenly became too much for her son. He grunted and slammed his prick deep into her receptive pussy. Mary felt her son's cock throbbing deep inside her, and she wailed in pleasure as her sensitive, steamy cunt felt his splashing cum juice. She could feel every throb, and her cunt closed around his gushing cock, sucking and drawing on his prick as he came. She could even feel his balls writhing against her asshole.

Then, just as soon as he finished coming, Steve pulled his cock free of his mother's cunt. Tom was taking his place quickly and, through the still-rippling orgasms of her cunt, Mary felt Tom's cock fucking in and out of her very swiftly. He, too, was going to flood her cunt with his sweet, thick, cum juice.

"Bang me, Tom!" she squealed, swinging her bare ass.

"Oooh, fuck my cunt, Tom! Come in my hairy pussy! My cunt wants your cum juice the way Steve's cock came in my pussy! Let me have your cum juice, damn it!"

Tom thrust hard, and Mary yelped as she felt his cock squirt his precious cum juice into her heated cunt. As he came, so did she. One last orgasm boiled over inside her body, making her cunt close tightly on his gushing cock, her velvety cunt walls gripping him.

Slowly, her ass slipped down onto the bed. She lay there, legs wide apart, feet on the floor. Her cunt tingled like never before. The two boys had sunk to the floor, exhausted. Mary's flawless tits rose and fell with her breathing.

The boys, with fired eyes, gazed between her smooth thighs at her hairy cunt. Cum juice oozed from her pussy, and glistened down her asscheeks. Her clit kept throbbing sweetly.

With some effort, she sat up and grinned at the two boys. "Have you had enough cunt?"

"Hell, no!" Tom said, laughing.

"You just wait, Mom," Steve warned. "You just give us a minute, and you're gonna get fucked again!"

"Big talk," she teased, managing to stand up. "You can brag to each other while I take a shower. I'm sweaty." She stroked their smooth faces as she looked down at them. "All joking aside, that was wonderful. I love getting fucked by you both that way. We'll have to do it again, sometime."

She wiggled her naked ass at them, then stepped into the bathroom for her shower.

Mary was growing tired of listening to Carol moan and complain about not getting a man. She thought if Carol wouldn't be so pushy, she would find one quickly. Carol was a beautiful woman that any man would desire. Some men, though, didn't like a woman to be so blunt and pushy. Maybe that was Carol's problem.

If only Carol would just look closer to home, Mary thought, she would see what was available and eager. Steve seemed to be more and more eager to fuck Carol, and he had talked with his mother about it in the darkness of their room. Mary knew her son wanted to get his cock into Carol's cunt quite badly, but she didn't know how to go about it, how to approach Carol.

Two days to go on the vacation, and all Carol could do was moan about not getting fucked.

"I think Tom knew what I was doing last night," Carol said as they had coffee.

"What are you talking about?" Mary asked.

"I'm talking about fucking with my Goddamn finger, that's what I'm talking about," Carol said, showing her finger. "This finger is about to wear out."

Before Mary realized what she was doing, she seized Carol's wrist and plunged the middle finger of Carol's hand into her mouth, sucking on it. Carol's eyes went wide, then she pulled her finger from Mary's hot mouth.

"Why did you do that, Mary?" Carol asked hoarsely.

"I… don't know," Mary said. "I wasn't thinking, Carol."

Carol looked at Mary. "I had no idea you were such an erotic person."

"What makes you think I am?" Mary countered.

"The way you grabbed my finger and shoved it into your mouth. And you know damn good and well that's the finger I shoved up my cunt, Mary."

Mary nodded her head and smiled slightly. "I know," she murmured.

They were sitting at a small outdoor cafe. Both wore shorts and thin, cotton blouses. Carol looked at Mary as if seeing her for the first time. Mary, after the first glow of heat on her face, smiled boldly at her.

"You're right, Carol," she whispered. "I am an erotic woman. I've very erotic."

"Who are you fucking?" Carol asked. "Come on, Mary. It's obvious you're getting some cock… and I want to know who it is. You've got to share with me."

"Why should I share?" Mary teased. "Maybe you wouldn't like the person fucking me."

"Ah-ha! So you are getting fucked! I knew it. Come on, who is it, you hot-ass?"

Mary tossed her head, then ignored the question. "Come on, Carol; I've had enough coffee. Let's take a walk."

"All right, be that way," Carol said.

They wandered down the beach in the morning stillness. Although it was going to be another hot day, few people were on the beach right now.

Almost as if by accident, their hands touched as they walked, and it seemed natural for their fingers to entwine. Holding hands, they strolled without speaking, each in their own thoughts. Then Mary felt Carol squeezing her hand, drawing the back of it against her sleek thigh. Mary glanced at her friend, but Carol kept her eyes straight ahead. Mary glanced at Carol's upthrust tits. They arched out sweetly, and it was obvious Carol wore nothing under her blouse. Her erect nipples were outlined against the pale cloth. Mary could even see the darkness of her nipples. And, Carol's tits were rising and falling faster than normal.

Both seemed surprised to find themselves in Carol's room. Standing outside the door, still holding hands, they looked into each other's eyes for a moment. Carol opened the door and pulled Mary inside.

"I know what you want," Mary whispered, licking her lips.

"You know, do you?" Carol murmured, her face glowing with hot desire. "I'm kind of nervous about it, Mary. Maybe you should leave."

"I think I'll stay, if you don't mind."

They gazed into each other's eyes. They were still holding hands. Then Carol lifted her hand and placed it upon the swell of Mary's tit.

"Are you sure you want this, Carol?"

"I'm sure," Carol whispered.

"Have you ever done this before?" Mary asked.