Kathy Andrews - Two mothers, too hot

Hank, she noticed, was starting to get a hard-on from glancing at her. Pretending a yawn, she stretched her arms high above her

head, causing her shapely tits to arch out, her nipples probing the fabric of her halter. She bowed her back, then finished her yawn, but she was watching the teens from slitted eyes. They, in turn, were watching her. Dan and Hank both were now looking at her openly, and she could see those eyes burning with erotic desire. Even Dan, who had recently come so strongly into her mouth, was showing signs of a hard-on again.

Getting to her feet, she stood and stretched, but her eyes were trained on the teens. She arched her shapely ass outward, noticing the way their eyes followed her. She started to go from the room, her ass waving in a tantalizing, inviting manner. She paused at the entrance of the hall, looking over her shoulder at them. Both youths were looking at her ass with unconcealed desire. With a silent giggle, she moved down the hall and into her bedroom. There, she undressed and pulled a short, almost-hip-high robe on. She belted it loosely at her waist, then went back into the hall. She stepped into the hall bathroom, wondering how to proceed with this. She couldn't simply walk into the living room and say what she wanted. It might embarrass both Dan and Honk. Maybe they didn't want to fuck her at the same time. Guys could be funny that way, she realized.

As she stood thinking about it; she heard a noise. Turning, she found her son standing there looking at her. She smiled at him as he came in. Turning, she closed her arms about him and hugged him tightly. She came very close to telling her son what she wanted. But his hands had conic up under the bottom of the short robe, holding her ass while she kissed him. There was a sudden and unexpected flare of desire inside her.

Twisting about so her ass was pressing against him, she mewled, "Fuck me, Dan! Oh, fuck me now, please!"

She leaned on the sink, writhing and twisting her ass. She gurgled as she felt her son shove the short robe to her waist, then his cock was moving against her pooching cunt.

"What about Hank, Mother?" he whispered against her back just as his cock slid into her cunt. "He might see us. I didn't shut the door.

"Fuck Hank!" she hissed back at him, her ass moving as Dan's cock went deep. "Let him see us fucking, I don't care!"

She heard a giggle from her son as he began to fuck into her. She twisted her ass, sighing as his cock throbbed between the greedy lips of her cunt. She had told Dan the truth, she didn't care if Hank saw him fucking her..

she wanted to be seen while fucking by anyone

who cared to watch. But especially by Hank because that would created the right atmosphere so she could fuck them both.

"Ohhhh, darling, fuck that hot cunt!" she whimpered in a low voice. "I don't care if Hank catches us fucking. I just don't care!"

"Me, either," her son grunted. "He can watch. Maybe you'll let him have some pussy, huh, Mother?"

A tremor of ecstasy shook her as she heard her son say that. She shot her ass back, humping with him, his cock fucking in and out of her clasping cunt with a great speed now. His balls swung about, sending more delight burning through her.

Already, she was coming. Her cunt was going through wave after wave of gripping orgasm. In her mind, she was fucking them both now, a cock taking turns in her hot, wet cunt. The thought was enough to make her churn her ass furiously as multiple orgasms seared every nerve of her beautiful body. Dan clung to his mother's tits with both hands, his chest pressed against her back, grunting as he fucked his cock in and out.

She became aware that they were trying to control the noise they made, and that seemed foolish to her. If she was going to fuck them both, then Hank should know right now that she was fucking her son. Yet, they continued

trying to be quiet. The door was wide open, and sounds carried in this house. She felt Hank would come in search of Dan, see them fucking in a frenzy there.

With a grunt, she felt her son fucking hard and deep into her spasming cunt, then he was coming. The come juice boiled hotly into her pussy, causing her to shake with a final orgasm.

She felt her son pull his prick free, and, on weak legs, she stood up and faced him. She leaned down and kissed him on his mouth, quickly. "I'm going to get in the tub, darling," she whispered. "If you don't mind, and you mean what you said, I want you and Hank to come in and wash my back, okay?"

Dan's eyes lit up and he grinned happily. "I mean it, Mother. Hank is gonna love fucking you. He thinks you're the prettiest woman on this block."

She laughed with delight, "Don't you two come in here until I call, you hear me?"

As her son left, she turned the faucets and ran the tub full of water. She tossed in bubble soap, and, watching the bubbles form, shivering with anticipation. Removing her robe, she stepped into the tub and sank down. The water and the bubbles came to her nipples, and she leaned back, making her nipples go under the water. She lay there for a while, feeling the

warm water and silky bubbles against her flesh. She rested her head at the end of the tub, lifting a long leg and gazing at it.

Hank had not said anything to Dan about fucking her, if what Dan had said meant anything. Hank was more aggressive than her son, and she hoped Dan would not be too shy with him there.

Lowering her thigh, her whole body concealed in the soapy water, she called out softly, but loud enough so the guys could hear.

"Dan, come wash my back, please."

She waited, her cunt throbbing with expectancy. She wondered how to do this, wondered if she should suck on those sweet cocks. She knew the answers to those questions, but it was thrilling to consider them over and over as she waited.

But no one showed up at the bathroom door.

Puzzled, she called again. "Dan!"

Still there was.no answer.

She hoped they had not left the house. After all, Dan had seemed quite eager for this. She listened, but couldn't hear anything. If they had been talking, even low, she should have been able to hear something, she thought. She was almost irritated with her son and was about to climb out of the tub and go in search of him. But she remained there, thinking of going nakedly and soapily through the house until she found them. She would tell both guys in blunt terms what she wanted of them, and if they wouldn't fuck her… well, Linda didn't know what she would do.

Then she sensed their presence.

Looking up, her eyes went wide.

Both Dan and flank stood in the door of

the bathroom, and they had removed their jogging shorts. Both had very hard cocks, pointing toward her. Dan was grinning with excitement and Hank had a smile plastered al over his face.

"Surprise, Mother!" Dan laughed, arching his cock out proudly.

"I guess it is a surprise," Linda murmured in a throaty voice. "I called, no answer."

"We talked it over," Dan said. "This is what we thought we'd do."

"Mmmm," Linda murmured as her gaze moved from cock to cock. "I think I see a couple of beautiful hard-ons."

"You still want us to wash your back?" Dan asked.

"Among other things," she said.

The guys came to the tub, both dropping to their knees. Dan took the sponge and Hank held a wash cloth. But it was not her back they washed. Linda lifted a creamy thigh from the water, shoving it into the air. She gurgled as she watched their hands moving about her slippery leg. The guys' eyes glowed with hot desire as they did more feeling than washing.

She watched and felt their hands move about her flesh. Linda's cunt began to bubble with steamy heat. She murmured softly when Hank's hands came to her tits. She slid up in the tub, her tits coming out of the bubbles.