Kathy Andrews - Two mothers, too hot

Linda still had not come up with any plan to make Amy back up her words.

She had thought about it for two days, two days in which she was constantly being fucked by her son and Hank. She had sucked so much come juice into her throat, she wondered how her stomach contained it. They had fucked her until her cunt was almost sore-almost, but not quite. Hank had enjoyed feeling his cock inside her tight asshole, and only last night she had been fucked by a cock in her cunt and asshole at the same time.

That had been very good, and the guys enjoyed it, too.

She had found out Hank was quite eager to fuck his mother, but he didn't know any more than Linda about how to go about it. He was surprised, but pleased, when Linda told him his mother had suggested this in the first place. Hank confessed that he had seen his mother naked once, and that she had been on her bed, fingerfucking herself that time.

"So I know my mom has a hot cunt," he had said.

"I'll see what I can do," she had promised Hank.

She sat now, two days later, having coffee

with Amy. Amy, she thought, looked very nice. Dressed in a white pleated skirt that swirled about her tantalizing thighs and a cream-colored blouse that emphasized the hilt roundness of those tits, Amy looked edible.

"Amy," she said slowly, trying to find words to encourage the beautiful woman, "why did you bring up fucking Dan and Hank if you had no intention of doing it in the first place?"

"Because it's exciting to think about, Linda." Amy grinned at her. "It makes me all hot and eager when I talk about Hank, and wonder what it would be like to fuck my own son."

"Believe me," Linda replied, "fucking your son would be great. I love to fuck Dan."

"I love fucking him, too. But somehow, I guess I'm not ready to fuck Hank. I want to. I know that. But Hank would probably never look at me again."

"That's sheer bull shit, Amy."

"You seem so sure."

Amy gazed at Linda, shifting her ass on the chair. Linda watched the pleated skirt ride up a silken thigh.

"Hank said he would like to fuck you," she murmured.

"Hank said that?" Amy's eyes opened.

"My son said he wanted to fuck me? Are sure that's what he said, Linda?"

Linda nodded.

"I'd die with embarrassment."

"You'd die with ecstasy," Linda laughed. "You know, Amy. Hank saw you fingerfucking before."

Amy's face flamed. "He did not!"

"Then he has a very vivid imagination," Linda said. "He described your hairy twat perfectly."

"Oh, that bastard!" Amy said with a hot flush. "I'll whip his ass good. Imagine, spying on me!"

"Not spying, Amy, peeking. There's a difference."

"What else did he say?"

"Oh, many things," Linda replied, stretching the truth as she watched Amy's eyes light up with excitement. "He said he liked your cunt, that he would love to stick his cock in there and fuck you good. He mentioned something about wanting to lick your pussy, I think."

Amy groaned, holding her stomach and bending, over, her eyes shining. "Ohhh, I'm going to come!"

"Go ahead," Linda said. "If you prefer to come just talking about Hank this way, that's your privilege. But you'd come a lot better if

you felt his strong hard cock inside your wet cunt."

Amy's eyes became glassy and she pressed her hand into her skirt and widened her thighs.

"I wonder…" Amy whispered.

"You wonder what?"

"Where Hank is."

Linda's pulse raced. "You want to do it, Amy?"

"God, yes!"

"Leave it to me, then," Linda said. "You stay here with me. The guys will be here soon."

Amy, with her eyes hot and glazed, murmured, "I hope I can do it…God, I hope I won't be too embarrassed."

"You won't be," Linda promised. Linda watched Amy as they waited. Amy was very nervous, but she was also quite anxious. It showed on her lovely face and in her blazing eyes. Linda was becoming anxious, too. She wanted to watch Hank fuck his cock into his mother's cunt, that hairy pussy she had been tongue fucking for some time. She hoped that, if Amy enjoyed fucking her son, it would not end what they had together. She thought of the way she had looked upon sucking Amy's cunt after she had started fucking Dan. For a while she had not wanted to continue with Amy that way, but now she

realized she did want to keep cunt lapping. A pussy was a delicious contrast to a cock, and Amy had such a soft, furry, hot pussy.

No, she would not stop sucking that cunt, and she hoped Amy would want to continue, too.

Her gaze moved to the knees of the woman. The white skirt was halfway up now, and the golden thighs were inviting. Linda could not resist caressing her palm over one knee, trailing her fingers up the smooth inner surface of one thigh.

She had her hand just under the hem of the pleated skirt, her fingers feeling their way to that cunt, when the door opened and they heard the two guys come in.

Amy jumped and immediately tried to shove Linda's hand from her thigh, but Linda refused to move.

That was how the guys found their mothers. Amy could hardly look at her son as they stood there in the doorway, both guys watching Linda's hand under Amy's skirt. She saw the heat that came into the eyes of her son, and, as her gaze drifted to the front of his jeans, sucked in a hiss of air. She saw the rising bulge of his cock.

Dan, with a huge grin, came to stand next to his mother, draping an arm about her shoulders and letting his palm cup her tit. Amy

was holding her breath, unable to pull her gaze from her son's pants. She trembled as Hank moved up at her side, and performed the same maneuver that Dan did. She thought she would come as her son's hand curled about one of her thrusting, spongy tits.

Linda, with hot eyes, saw what Hank did, and she urged Amy, "Let him feel your tit, Amy."

Amy, with a flush on her face, slowly and nervously moved her hand up to place it atop her son's hand. Then she pressed his palm tightly against her tit.

Dan now stood behind his mother, and Linda took his hands and shoved them into her summer sweater, curling his fingers about her tits as she watched Amy. She mewled softly as she saw Amy unbutton her blouse with shaking fingers. As Amy pulled her blouse apart, exposing her tits to her son, Linda, and Dan, Hank sucked in a hot breath and immediately began to squeeze his mother's tits and twist her sensitive nipples.

"See how easy it is; Amy," Linda whispered.

"Ohhh," Amy mewled, and she suddenly darted her hand to her son's crotch. "Oh God!"

Hank, not nearly as nervous as his mother, leaned down and shoved his lips against hers.

Linda laughed with soft pleasure as she saw Amy start to suck on Hank's tongue, her hand working about his concealed cock.

"Take your son's cock out, Amy," she urged in a hot voice. "Take Hank's cock out and stroke it, feel it. You'll love his cock, I promise."

But before Amy could fumble with the zipper of her son's pants, Hank released his mother's tits and unzipped them himself.

Feverish now, Amy shoved her hand boldly into Hank's open pants and withdrew his cock. Her eyes flamed as if she had a roaring fire within her body, and Linda thought the woman would come just from having her fingers wrapped about that cock.

Amy was moaning with intense pleasure and desire as she stroked her son's prick, her eyes watching the piss hole drip.

"Kiss his cock, Amy," Linda encouraged. "Give your son's cock a wet, hot kiss!"

With a wail of ecstasy, Amy shoved her wet lips to the head of her son's cock, kissing moistly. A dreamy expression came over her lovely face, and her lips opened. Suddenly she engulfed Hank's cock with a greedy hunger. Amy began to suck with vigorous pleasure. She made hot sounds deep in her throat as her son's cock stretched her lips.