Kathy Andrews - Loving mom_s lips

As was her daily habit, she bathed for a long time in a tub of scented water, bubbles bursting about her. She spent a long time soaking in water so hot it was almost scalding her flesh. But it felt so good. The bathroom was steaming with the moist heat, and she reclined back and let her mind go, wondering what would happen with her-to her-this day. It was going to be a wonderful day; she knew.

Back in the bedroom, she pulled on a pair of frilly, lacy, and quite fragile panties, the ones with tiny red hearts all over them. That completed her dressing for the day. She was not

going to wear anything else-just her panties. She found her son, had had his breakfast

already, with a pot of coffee freshly brewed for her. She smiled at her son as she poured a cup. Then she stood at his side while sipping it, pressing her hip against his shoulder. Her son wrapped his arms about her pantied hips and hugged her tightly. Karen turned toward him, looking down as his tongue dipped into her belly button, his hands holding the cheeks of her firm ass.

"Let me have coffee, at least," she said in a whispery voice. "You must have woke up horny, baby."

"I'm always horny, Mother," he said, lowering his head and dragging his tongue along the crotch of her panties.

"Honey," she said, swaying her hips into his face, "if you want to eat my panties, I'll take them off for you."

"Mmmm, I only eat panties when they're filled with a hairy cunt and round ass, Mother..

"Of even if the cunt isn't so hairy, mmm?"

"You mean Sally's?"

"Are you eating any other little pussy I don't know about, Brett?"

"Nope, just yours and Sally's, Mother," he responded and ran the flat surface of his

tongue as best he could along the crotch of her pretty panties. "And that reminds me. I spoke to Sally this morning."

"So early?"

"She called," he said, caressing his cheek about the bulge of her cunt hair. "Didn't the telephone wake you, Mother?"

She shook her head. "Is she coming over?"

Brett nodded his head. Karen hugged her son's head to her lower stomach, grinding against him, smiling. Already her cunt was ready. So were her asshole and mouth and tits and every part of her. She knew exactly what she wanted to do today with her son and the pretty little girl. If Sally refused, well, there were always others out there someplace. It was simply a matter of finding them, and Karen had no doubts about finding them.

She twisted her stomach into her son's face as his tongue licked at the hot flesh above her elastic waistband. She shoved the panties down, exposing the thick cunt hair. She leaned her shoulders back and looked down as her son sucked at the hair with his lips. When he slid his hands inside her panties from behind, she pulled away.

"Let's wait, honey," she said, her voice heavy with desire. "Let's wait for Sally."

"I don't know if I can," Brett said, pointing

to his cock. His prick was standing up, the head swollen and seeping from the piss hole. "I might come off just looking at you, Mother.

"Don't you dare." She grinned. "I'd rather have you come off in me. I don't want to have to lick your come juice off the floor.

"You'd do that?"

"For you, anything," she said, leaning down and jerking his cock a bit. "Don't you know that by now, honey?" She kissed her son, running the tip of her tongue along his lips, then stood upright. "But we're still going to wait for Sally."

She turned and wiggled her ass at him. Before she could move away, Brett grabbed his mother by her hips and shoved his face against her ass. Before Karen could pull away, laughing with delight, he had pulled her panties down and was sucking on one cheek other ass. She leaned over and wiggled her naked ass for him, and laughed with delight as his wet tongue dipped into the crack of her ass, swirling about her tight, hot asshole.

"Mmm, you want to eat my ass out, honey?" she asked, wiggling her ass into his face. "Or just fuck it with your tongue?"

Her son gave a muffled reply, his tongue licking up and down the crack of her ass. He

swiped it along the tight ass pucker, and Karen squealed with pleasure, placing her hands on her knees and arching her creamy ass back into his face. She felt his tongue probing upon the tightness of her asshole, and she moaned with pleasure as his tongue slipped into her asshole.

"Oh, go ahead," she said in mock resignation. "If you must eat my asshole, then I suppose you must. Shove that hot little tongue as deep up mother's asshole as you can, darling! Tonguefuck the shit out of me! Oooo, that's the way, Brett! oh, you can stick your tongue almost as deep as your cock! Fuck it…ram that hot asshole…eat my hot fucking asshole baby!"

Karen leaned over farther yet, shoving her ass into her son's face, wiggling and grinding as his tongue penetrated with short, fiery thrusts. His hands dug into her hips, pulling her ass into his face. She could just see his cock between her thighs, but was unable to reach his cock.

Brett, with his face buried into the sweet heat of his mother's ass, ran his hands up to clutch at her tight tits, pulling on them as his tongue fucked in and out of her tight asshole.

Karen danced on her feet, squealing and whimpering and mewling with pleasure. His tongue, although unable to penetrate deeply

into her asshole, went far enough to thrill her with excitement. She pressed harder into his face, enjoying the way he pulled and twisted at her firm, spongy tits while his tongue fucked up her ass.

"Ohhh, you're going to make me come, Brett!" she moaned. "Do you want to make mother come this way? You want to tonguefuck my asshole and make me come?"

Before her son could reply, Karen's cunt convulsed, causing her asshole to squeeze his tongue, sucking and milking on it. She screamed softly as an orgasm burned through her. Brett, feeling his mother's asshole gripping his tongue, fucked in as deep and fast as he could. Karen, even as she came, was looking at his cock, and she knew by the way his prick was throbbing that he was about to come off.

While her orgasm continued to burn through her body, she jerked her ass out of his face and, since her panties were already pulled down, shoved her crotch to his lap. But instead of feeling his cock fucking into her boiling cunt, his prick went straight up her asshole. She started to lift up and put it in her pussy, but her son gripped her around the waist.

"Don't move! I'm coming, Mother!"

Feeling his cock explode in her asshole,

Karen began to fuck up and down, riding her son's cock with her asshole, fucking him swiftly and mewling as come juice flooded her ass.

After he finished, she remained on his lap, his hands clutching her tits as she leaned back. Brett kissed the smooth flesh of his mother's shoulder blades as her asshole flexed on his cock. Finally, with a sigh, Karen lifted and his cock pulled free. Turning toward him, she grinned. "You sure couldn't wait, could you?"

He shook his head.

Pulling her panties up, she snapped them about her hips just as a knack sounded on the front door. "That's Sally, probably," she said. "Want me to answer it?"

"I'm naked," he said.

"What do you think I am?" she replied.

"Hot ass, for one thing," he grinned.

She patted his cheek and pulled a robe from the back of a kitchen chair, pulling it over her shoulders and going to answer the door.

It was Sally, of course.

She came in with a huge smile on her young, pretty face, her eyes dancing with pleasure. After the door was closed, Sally pressed up tight against Karen, pulling the robe apart and kissing each of Karen's tits wetly.

"Mmm, you don't waste any time, do

you?" Karen laughed and pulled back. She dropped the robe on the floor as her son came in, his cock and balls swinging invitingly. Karen watched the two young ones hug and kiss, then her son was undressing Sally, who was eagerly helping him.