Kathy Andrews: Two mothers, too hot

For a while, Linda tantalized herself, and her son, by sucking up and down slowly, but with hot, tight lips, her tongue in constant motion. When her son began to squirm beneath her face, arching his cock up and down, fucking into her mouth; Linda could no longer suck him slowly.

She began to bob her face up and down swiftly, muffled moans of pleasure coming from her. She slid her hand underneath his balls and gripped one tight ass cheek, her fingers digging in as she sucked vigorously and hungrily. Wet sounds bubbled from her throat

now and then.

She held her face still, letting her son fuck up and down into her mouth, almost fucking into her constricted throat. She pressed her finger into the crack of his ass without realizing it, and was rubbing his tightly clenched asshole. She pressed her tongue hard again the side of his cock, making his prick rub the roof of her mouth. His cock was slippery now as he fucked between her lips. Wails of ecstasy bubbled from her mouth as her cunt began to twitch as if jealous of her mouth. She knew she would come again just by sucking on her son's cock. His hand squeezing at her tit was all that was being touched of her body, but she was going to come again.

She placed a hand on his stomach, stopping his wild mouth-fucking. Then she raced her lips up and down his cock in a desperate hunger. She twisted her lips about his prick as she sucked, mewling with expectant ecstasy. She rubbed harder against his tight asshole, knowing this increased his pleasure.

Her lips moved up and down his cock greedily, her tongue lapping, her throat anxious for the flood of his precious come juice.

Dan's cock was throbbing powerfully, and he groaned while his ass moved from side to side. He could not stop from lifting his ass

tip; wanting to fuck his prick deep into his mother's hot, wet mouth. Linda twisted her lips about his prick as she sucked, her tongue swirling like a hot flame. The piss hole was dripping an awful lot, and she found it necessary to swallow frequently. The taste was only a promise of what she was to have soon, very soon.

Linda was moaning with hot desire, her lips racing frantically up and down her son's cock. Dan was making wild grunts as his growing discharge burned Within his writhing, tightening balls. Linda knew his orgasm was close now. She could feel the increased throbbing of his cock, and she sucked desperately, wanting his come juice to spurt.

She pulled her mouth from his cock and jacked on his prick hard and fast, her eyes gazing at the flaring piss hole. "Come!" she begged huskily. "Ohhhh, come, darling! Let I this beautiful hard cock come! Don't try to stop it… I want it! I want it squirting into my hot mouth! Come, Dan, come!"

And her mouth raced up and down his cock again, her tongue feverish as she licked wantonly.

She had his cock deep in her mouth when she felt him shoot his come juice.

"Mmmmm!" she gurgled, sucking up swiftly with her hot lips until she held only the

cockhead between them. She raced-her tongue about his piss hole as his come juice bubbled forth, flooding her mouth with the thick sweetness. At the taste of her son's come juice filling her hungry mouth, her cunt seemed to burst. She came in a powerful wave, her stomach clenching from the force of her orgasm. She ran her tongue about his gushing piss hole, not wanting to miss any of it, not wanting to miss the taste of it. She had to swallow once before he finished coming, or she would have had come juice dribbling from the stretched corners of her mouth.

At the instant Dan started to come, he had dug his fingers harshly into his mother's tit. But she felt no pain, only pleasure.

The thick sweetness that flooded her mouth sent her mind reeling into an erotic orbit. She whimpered as his cock kept squirting, filling her mouth, burning down her throat as she began to swallow his sweet come juice again.

She was disappointed when he finished squirting.

Holding his cock in her mouth, she ran her tongue about the piss hole until she was certain he had no more come juice to give her. Licking up, she drew her lips from his prick with a soft, moist sound.

She rested her cheek upon his cock, looking up his body and into his eyes. "Was it good,

Dan?" He nodded, too weak to reply. "You like being sucked off, honey?" Again he nodded.

"That's wonderful, darling," she murmured, nuzzling his cock and balls with her cheek, "because I want to suck your cock off time and again!"

She had turned her lips toward his prick, opening them to take his cock back inside her mouth, when the knocking on the front door stopped her.

"Shit!"

Linda stood up quickly, smoothing her dress, Dan jerked his cut-offs on and sat up, trying to appear as if he had been sitting there all morning, bored and with nothing to do.

Linda, irritated, answered the door.

"Oh, hello, Hank," she said to Amy's son. "I guess you're looking for Dan."

She opened the door wide to admit the teen. Her gaze moved over his body, seeing a similarity between him and her son. She wondered if Amy had really been just talking about fucking Hank, just exciting herself the way some people do by talking about such things.

She sat across from the two teens, who were on the couch, and watched them. Dan had recovered enough so that his nervousness was not obvious to Hank. They were about the same size, and only a few months apart in age. Linda wasn't hearing anything they talked about; she was watching Hank with eyes which held speculation. Like her son, he wore frayed cut-offs. It seemed to be the uniform of teens and girls during hot weather. Like her son, Hank was tanned nicely. He seemed to have more hair on his thighs than Dan, and

Linda wondered if his cock and ball were already deliciously hairy.

Thinking of cock and balls was becoming an obsession with her, she realized. Like now, she was looking at the front of Hank's cut-offs, trying to see if his cock could be seen. Some cut-offs were so short, she wondered how the guys and girls could wear them without something showing part of the time.

Linda was not surprised to find herself desiring to fuck Hank.

Now that she had fucked her son and sucked his cock off, she found Hank appealing as Dan was. As she remembered that conversation with Amy, her cunt pulsated gently between her thighs. She was sure Amy had not fucked her son. She was even more certain that Amy had been full of shit when she had mentioned fucking the two guys. Amy was all talk, she thought. Maybe Amy preferred licking her hairy cunt, and only talked about fucking the guys just to keep Linda in a high state of excited heat.

Linda thought that must be it.

Amy, with her strong desire to suck pussy, used such talk with her because she knew it worked to keep Linda's cunt in that intense state of bubbling heat. Maybe Amy didn't enjoy fucking, or enjoy the feel of a hard, throbbing cock. Maybe Amy preferred the soft, wet,

furry lips of a hot cunt against her face.

The more Linda thought Amy was like that, the more she looked at Hank. It would serve Amy right, she thought. It would serve her right if I fucked Hank. I could fuck her son and tell her about it, let her know that I know what she's been doing with me all this time.

But Linda did not want to provoke anger in Amy. They had been friends much too long now.

Dan stood up, saying something about going to the bathroom. Linda watched her son leave, feeling it would be nice to go with him, to hold his cock as he pissed. But Hank was there, and she wanted to gaze at his cut-offs right now, perhaps getting a glimpse of his cock. She lifted one leg and crossed her knees, knowing her creamy thigh flashed at the teen. She knew he saw, too, by the way his eyes lit up. Then he glanced away. Linda had never felt so bold in her life. She felt in the mood to tease, to see if she could arouse sexual interest in Hank, could make his cock hard. She felt very wicked with such thoughts.