Kathy Andrews: Two mothers, too hot

A warm glow came over her as she noticed Hank peeking at her legs. She swung her foot to and fro, inching her skirt up as if by accident. The teen licked his lips as he tried to look at Linda without her knowing. There was a perceptible bulging in his cut-offs, and she felt

her cunt respond to this with a deep, burning throb.

Then Dan returned, and Linda was disappointed that the two teens were going to leave the house. She looked at Hank as he stood up, seeing the way his cock thrust against those cut-offs. She lifted her eyes to his and ran her tongue over her lips, letting him know in a not so-subtle way that she knew he had a hard-on. Hank gazed at her openly now, then turned and left the house with Dan.

"Oh, you're a hot fucker!" she whispered after the teens had gone. "You're as hot and horny as Dan."

She became impatient in the house alone. She paced about, her mind working a mile a minute. She knew what she was going to do now. That one quick, bold look from Hank was all she needed to know.

"You want to fuck me, Hank," she said out loud, hugging herself tightly. "Oh, you want to fuck me, all right! And, you sweet thing, you're going to get the fucking of your life!"

Linda was not sure how she would go about seducing Hank, but she knew there would be no difficulty. He was ready and anxious, of that she had no doubt.

As it turned out, Linda had no need to worry about how to seduce the teen.

An hour later she found Hank at the door alone.

"Where's Dan?" she asked, unable to keep a quiver of excitement out of her voice.

"Down there." Hank pointed up the street.

Linda stood in the door, looking at Hank, no longer concealing the desire she felt for him. "Will he be there long?"

Hank nodded, and she watched his gaze move about the swell of her tits. "May I have some water?" Hank asked.

She stepped aside so he could enter the house.

She shivered as his body brushed against hers. But Hank did not go to the kitchen for a drink of water. He stopped in the living room and faced Linda, his eyes bold, hot. She closed the door and leaned against it, watching him. This was no shy teen, she realized. She had known him for years, yet had never seen such heat and desire in his eyes. She was looking at a very erotic-minded teen, she knew. His eyes were undressing her, she felt. It was a nice, pleasant feeling to have him look at her this way. There didn't seem to be any reason for subtle passes, word play, teasing.

As she leaned against the door, she saw his hands move, and then he lifted one side of his cut-offs. His cock protruded, swelling into hardness immediately. Linda sucked in a harsh gasp of air as she stared at his cock. There was

a responding clenching off her cunt as she stared at his prick.

"What are you doing, Hank?" she asked, her voice low pitched, her gaze riveted upon his hard-on.

"Showing you my cock," he said, stroking his prick with his hand. "You want to see it, don't you?"

"How did you know?"

But he didn't answer.

"Do you want to fuck me?" Linda asked. "Is that why you're showing me that cock? Do you want to fuck me or do you go around flashing all women this way? Is that how you get your kicks, Hank?"

"You want to fuck?" he asked, not at all nervous.

Linda gazed at the teen, thinking of Amy. She felt like laughing. It was Amy who had suggested fucking their sons in the first place, then had tried to say it was just talk. She wondered if Amy knew her son was here, doing this, and, if so, what she would say.

But then she didn't care what Amy would say.

Seeing Hank's strong cock jutting out that way was creating an intense excitement within her body. Her cunt, already wet, was pulsating fiercely. Still gazing at him, she lifted her dress, moving it up slowly. She held

it at her waist for a moment, pleased by Hank's expression as he stared at her bushy cunt. Then she pulled the dress over her head. She stood there, beautifully naked, her tits arching out, nipples hard. She moved toward Hank, her hips swaying, licking her lips with expectation.

Close to him, she took his cock in her hand, squeezing his prick hard, making him moan. He was no taller than her son, and his face was level with her swelling tits. She pressed the back of his head as she pumped on his cock, pulling his face to her tits.

"Suck them, Hank," she murmured throatily. "Suck my tits. You want to fuck me, you have to suck on my tits first."

She sighed as his hot, wet mouth drew in a tingling, sensitive nipple. She twisted her body, filling his eager mouth with as much of her tit as she could. Taking his hand, she pulled it about her waist, then down onto a firm cheek of her ass.

"Feel that ass, Hank? You like my ass, honey?" She rubbed her hairy cunt against him, moving the dripping head of his cock along her burning thigh. "Suck my tit and feel my ass, baby! Suck and feel… feel and suck!"

His mouth and hand sent ripples of ecstasy burning through her, making her moan with

hot desire. She wiggled her ass as he squeezed the asscheek, still holding his mouth tight against her inflamed tit.

"That's enough," she gurgled, pushing him back. "We've got to take these things off." She opened his cut-offs and shoved them down. Seeing his cock and balls naked, she sucked in a harsh breath of air. He did have more hair than her son, although he was not very hairy. She hefted his balls in one hand and stroked, his cock with the other.

Hank slid his hand to her cunt, between her thighs, feeling and rubbing. He was no bashful teen, she felt. He was hot and anxious to fuck her, if the hard throb of his cock and the way he felt her cunt was any indication.

"Come over here," she murmured, leading him to the couch by his cock.

She sprawled back, one foot on the floor, the other on the cushions, her legs wide. Hank stared at her crotch, his cock jerking up and down with eagerness. She, lifted her arms to him.

"Come on, climb on, Hank," she whispered. "Climb on and shove that cock

in."

With no hesitation at all, Hank climbed between her thighs, holding his cock as he stared hotly at her hair-rimmed cunt. As he leaned

down, Linda lifted her crotch to meet his swollen prick. She sighed happily when the smooth cockhead slipped into the wetness of her velvety cunt.

As his cock went deep into her pussy, she pulled the teen down, gurgling as his mouth began to suck on her nipple and his hips began to move. Clutching his tight ass with both hands, Linda started humping up and down, fucking him eagerly.

"Ahhh, that's it, Hank!" she gurgled hotly, churning with grinding hips. "That's it, baby! Fuck that cunt, Hank! Fuck it good and hard! Ohhh, you have such a hard, sweet cock! Ram it to me… hard and fast!"

The fact that she was being fucked by a different cock this day was exciting to Linda. Never in her wildest desires had she thought such a thing would ever happen to her. She had fucked her son this morning, sucked his lovely cock off and swallowed his precious come juice, and now she was fucking the son of her best friend. It was more exciting than she would have imagined.

She detected no difference between her son's cock and Hank's. They both were exciting, stretching her burning cunt in that delicious way, filling her pussy and giving her that fantastic stuffed sensation between her hot thighs.

Hank now held one cheek of her churning

ass, still sucking at her nipple, his fingers digging into the creamy firm ass cheek. Linda was clawing at his bunching ass as her cunt raced up and down his fucking cock. Her clit was being scraped and smashed and rubbed until she was almost out of her mind with ecstasy. She was wailing against the top of his head, the sounds rebounding about the living room. Her pussy was convulsing before she knew it, her orgasm whipping through her body like an out-of-control wildfire.