Kathy Andrews - Two naughty mothers

Did that mean she was going to do this crazy thing? Susan didn't know; she was confused. If she wanted to keep Robert away from home, that meant she was willing to do this thing with Karen and her son, didn't it?

Susan shivered, hugging herself tightly. She leaned back on the couch, her eyes closed, her mind in a turmoil. How had she gotten involved? she wondered. Why had she allowed Karen to talk her into this? But had she? No, she had only said she would think about it. And she was thinking about it… and getting hotter by the fucking minute!

She was startled by the sound of the front door opening. She looked up to see her son coming in. Instantly Susan began trying to think of some way to send him away for a while. But Robert solved her problem.

"Mom, I'm gonna go down to the school gym for a while," he said. "Shoot a few baskets. What time should I be home?"

Susan knew her face was warm and slightly flushed, but there was nothing she could do about it. Her eyes ran over his slim body, and then she looked directly at the front of his pants. She didn't know if it was due to a suddenly vivid imagination or not, but she was certain there was a lump there, the bulge of his cock and balls. She shook herself and lifted her eyes to his young, beardless face.

"Be home for dinner, darling," she said, her voice hardly under control. "About six, perhaps seven."

She glanced at the clock. It was now two in the afternoon. At least four hours, she thought. Four hours, alone with Karen and Tom…

Robert raced from the house, and she was alone again. But not for long. Robert had been gone hardly fifteen minutes when Karen came walking in without knocking, as usual. She had changed from her shorts to a becoming skirt and blouse. Behind her was Tom, still in his cut-off jeans. The legs were frayed, and quite short, shorter than she had seen before. Then Susan realized that he had put on a different pair of cut-offs.

She didn't say anything as they came into the living room. Tom sat in a chair, slumped with his ass almost over the cushions, legs apart. He was looking at Susan with interest.

Karen sat beside Susan. "Well, here we are, honey," she said. "Just as I said."

Susan swallowed hard, glancing at Tom quickly and then lowering her eyes bashfully. She had seen him gazing steadily at her thighs, and she crossed them hurriedly.

"Don't be bashful, baby," Karen murmured, putting her arm around Susan's trembling shoulders. "Tom knows that I sucked your pussy last night. I told him all about it."

"Karen, you didn't!" Susan groaned, her face turning red. "Oh, God! Why did you…"

"I wanted to tell him," Karen replied. "My son is just like me, Susan. He thought it was great."

Susan felt Karen's lips brushing her cheek, and she tried to pull away, but not very successfully. She felt and saw Karen's hand moving up and down her thigh, and when Karen urged her to uncross her legs, she allowed it to happen. She glanced at Tom sitting across from her. He was watching with interest, and Susan saw that his cock was getting hard. His cut-offs were bulging up now, and when she looked closely, she realized she could see his pubic hair around the frayed edges. She strained her eyes and realized she could see one of his balls, too.

As Karen began to caress her thigh, Susan's cunt swelled and her clit enlarged. She was not aware that she was writhing her ass on the couch. She made no protest when Karen slipped a thin strap from her shoulder, and one of her tits became exposed to Tom. She shivered as Karen began to fondle it gently, twisting and pinching lightly at her rubbery nipple.

Susan saw Tom adjust his shorts, then the head of his cock was visible. Susan's breath caught in her lungs as she watched his cock grow, swell smoothly. Tom pulled his shorts to one side, and his cock stood up straight, one ball exposed.

Karen dropped her hand to Susan's lap, and involuntarily Susan spread her knees until her legs were stretched out. She felt Karen's hand on the leg of her shorts, then at the crotch. She looked down and saw Karen pulling the crotch to one side. She knew Tom could see the crotch band of her panties now.

"Karen," she whimpered. "Please, don't!"

"It's too late, baby," Karen said. "Don't you know Tom and Robert have been peeking under your dress for quite some time? Both of them have already seen your panties plenty of times."

"Please, I don't want…"

"Bullshit!" Karen snorted, her fingers pulling at the crotch of Susan's panties. "Let my son have a look at your hot cunt."

Karen pulled the crotch of Susan's shorts and panties to one side, and Susan blushed furiously. She couldn't stop this. She couldn't move her hands. They lay limply at her sides, and she leaned against the couch and shivered.

Tom was looking directly at Susan's cunt now as his mother held the crotch wide.

"Isn't that a pretty cunt, Tom? Look at all that blonde hair on it. I bet Susan's cunt is as tight as mine… and you're going to love fucking her."

Tom grinned. His cock was now in his fist. He was not jacking it, but simply holding it tightly.

Karen rubbed and fondled Susan's cunt as her son watched with hot excitement. "You're going to love fucking this hot pussy, Tom," Susan heard Karen saying. "I know how hot it is."

Susan wanted to stop it, but didn't know how. She was trembling, but it was not with fear or disgust. She was more excited than ever.

Tom stood up and slipped out of his shorts, his cock throbbing very hard, the head swollen and beaded with moisture at the piss hole. Susan looked at him now, no longer with downcast eyes. Her desire had become so intense it overwhelmed her, and she couldn't feel shame. Her tits were swollen and throbbing, and her clit felt as if it would burst.

"Bring that hard cock here, Tom," Karen said.

As Tom started forward, Karen managed somehow to get Susan's sunsuit down and off.

Tom stepped between Susan's spread thighs, his cock jerking. Then he dropped to his knees. Karen pulled the crotch of Susan's panties to one side, and said to her son. "Stick it up her twat, darling. Put your cock in her cunt and fuck her."

"Golly, Mom," Tom gurgled with delight, "I never thought I'd get to fuck Susan!"

Karen laughed. "You didn't think you'd ever fuck me either, did you? You probably never realized that I always found some way for you to peek under my dress, just waiting for you to get interested in me. Now you can fuck both of us. What boy your age has it so good?"

Susan could not resist watching. She looked down her slumped body, watching as Tom brought his long cock to her exposed cunt. She then saw Karen take her son's prick at the base and begin to rub the swollen head up and down her hairy pussy. She, felt the head of Tom's cock scrape at her swollen clit, and she trembled again.

"Feels good, doesn't it, Susan?" Karen murmured as she aimed her son's prick between the slippery lips of Susan's snatch. "You can't tell me that it doesn't feel good."

With mixed emotions, Susan watched Tom's cock slip into her pussy. As her cuntlips stretched, she mewled softly with delight. Tom thrust forward, and his cock entered her cunt all the way.

"Ohhhhh!" Susan moaned. "Oh, God! Ohhhh…"

"Beautiful!" Karen gurgled as she watched her son's prick thrust into Susan's cunt. "That is beautiful! Fuck her, Tom! Fuck her!"

"Golly, Mom… Susan is hot!" he said. "She's really hot in there… and so wet!"

"Fuck her, baby! Fuck her wet, hot cunt! Susan loves it!" his mother encouraged him.

Susan could not hold still. She moved her hips, and as Tom began to stab into her burning cunt, she writhed about. Before she knew it, she was jerking her hips up and down in time to his stabbing motions. Her cunt clung to his throbbing cock almost in desperation. She was mewling softly, her eyes wide, but she wasn't seeing much. Her body shivered and shook as she raised and lowered her ass, her thighs pressing against his hips. Moist sounds came to her, wet sounds of his cock slipping in and out of her gripping cunt.