Kathy Andrews: Loving mom_s lips

Karen's body became still after her last orgasm.

She rested quietly, no longer sobbing, her face still in the pillow. There was a gentle movement of her ass. Brett remained where he was, staring at his mother's thighs. They were so long and slender, so smooth and creamy, without a flaw to mar the beauty of her flesh. The half-moons of her ass cheeks were exciting, and he found himself wanting to see more

of her ass.

Karen's ass was rounded to perfection, with twin cheeks that swelled out in a tightness of sheer beauty. It was an ass that almost cried out for a caress, a touch, a kiss. It was an ass like many women wished they had, and some teenage girls dreamed of having an ass half as fine. It was an ass that sent men to jerk off, an ass that could cause a man to come in his pants if he looked long enough.

Brett felt as if he would come in his pants as he gazed upon that tantalizing sweetness.

Karen sighed and turned over, eyes closed.

Her legs remained wide apart, and her son was now staring at the mound of her cunt inside those tight panties. Although not sheer, he could see the shadow of her cunt hair, the flawless triangle it formed, the wetness there. He could see the lickable inner thighs and the few curls of cunt hair that escaped the tight crotch of her panties.

His prick bulged out, outlined now by his pants as he stared, licking his lips.

Karen sensed she was not alone.

Afraid to open her eyes, she didn't move. She felt heat creeping over her face.

Brett looked at his mother's face, seeing that what everyone said was true-she was one of the most beautiful women ever. She had dark

hair and almond-shaped eyes. She had a small straight nose, and a full wide mouth. Her tits were straining up against her dress even as she rested on her back, two hard nipples visible.

Karen was afraid to move, afraid to open her eyes, afraid she would see someone standing over her.

Her eyes opened.

The first thing she saw was her son's cock bulging in his pants. Her breath caught in her throat, and she could not pull her gaze from his prick. The heat that had come to her face became the heat of desire, the heat of that pacing beast demanding satisfaction.

"Fuck me," she whispered, her words barely audible.

Brett's body jerked, his eyes staring at her, his cock throbbing.

"Fuck me," she said, a bit louder. But Brett couldn't move.

"Fuck me!" she almost screamed.

"Fuck me, damn you!"

"But, Mother, I.."

"Fuck me!" Her tone was demanding, her eyes burning on his outlined cock. She ran her tongue over her lips. "Fuck me, goddamn you."

She spread her legs as wide as she could,

jerking her dress to her waist. Her stomach was flat, trembling with overheated hunger. Her belly button was a lovely dimple and the waist of her bikini panties barely covered the line of her cunt hair. The crotch was stretched, with dark hair showing along each side.

"Fuck me!" she demanded again, her voice a low growl.

When her son didn't move but stood staring at hers Karen sat up quickly, clawing at his pants, opening his belt, shoving his pants down. She jerked the crotch of his shorts to one side, his cock springing out.

"Ohhhhh!" she moaned, grabbing her son's cock in a tight fist and jerking. "I want this! I need this! Fuck me, Brett!"

Karen pulled her son between her thighs, stroking his cock with a tight, hot hand.

"You're going to fuck me, Brett," she said in a softer voice, staring at the smooth head of his cock, watching his fuck juice drip. "You're going to fuck like you fuck Sally."

"Mother, how do-"

"Shut up!" she hissed, turning his cock loose and ripping her panties from her body, tossing them across the room. "Fuck me and shut up!"

She spread herself on the bed, her head on the pillow again, her legs wide. She was almost

doing the splits on her back. The pink wetness of her cunt glistened between the thick curls of her pussy hair, her clit throbbing up from the folds. She arched her pussy up.

"Fuck me-now!"

Brett stared at his mother, his cock jerking up and down in a wild manner. The thick hair of her cunt curled up and around the pink puffiness of her cunt. The excitement running through him was fantastic. His eyes gleamed as his mother lifted her lips, twisting her crotch around in such a lewd way that he almost came just from watching.

"Hurry, damn it!" Karen hissed at her son, her body trembling. "Hurry up and fuck me!"

She pulled her knees back to her chest, holding them with her hands, keeping them wide, gazing at him from between them. Her ass lifted from the bed and seemed to wiggle and shiver with anticipation.

He could stand it no longer.

Brett moved onto the bed, his cock aimed at his mother's steaming cunt. Then his prick was inside her.

"Oooooo!" Karen hissed, her eyes rolling as her pussy clamped about the swollen head of her son's cock. "Ohhhhh, yes!"

Brett jerked his hips forward, and his cock fucked deeply into her cunt, all the way, his

balls smashing against the uplifted cheeks of her ass. For a while, a long while, he held himself there, braced with his hands on each side of her. He felt the heat of his mother's wet cunt sear the flesh of his cock, felt the gripping waves.

Karen felt as if she had been penetrated by something enormous, something very long and thick. A soft sob of pleasure bubbled from her tight throat, and her hands, holding her legs up, tightened there.

"Ooooo, so good?" she moaned.

"Mother, I want to…"

"Yes, yes!" she shouted with passion. "Fuck me, Brett! Oh, God… fuck me!"

With sensation after sensation steaming through his young body, Brett began to fuck his mother. He lifted his ass, drawing his cock out a bit, then flicked back in. Karen thrust her ass up, her cunt meeting his cock, the lips closing around the base, then sucking as he drew back for another lunge.

While her son fucked his cock in and out of her very hot and wet cunt, Karen sobbed in swelling ecstasy, arching and bouncing her ass, twisting about as the sensations of ecstasy burned through her. She turned her head from side to side, her dark eyes rolling. She was gasping and mewling, gurgling and sobbing.

She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and began to chew, her ass thrashing up and down wildly and mindlessly.

Garbled words came from her, an incoherent chattering of encouragement to him. Her breath was driven from her lungs by the intensity of her delight. As Brett fucked her cunt, she would grunt as the air left her chest.

"Oooooo… ohhhhh…" Over and over, the sounds came from her. "Ahhhhh, yes, yes! Mmmmmm, darling!"

Then, unexpectedly, Karen began to come. A screech of tormented ecstasy ripped from her mouth as the convulsions struck her. Her cunt grew tight, relaxed, became tight again as her son fucked his cock in and out. The orgasms were strong, making her shudder and shake from head to toe. It was as if the beast within her was throwing itself against the confining walls of her senses roaring with a raging pleasure that, until now, had been alien to her.

"I'm… coming!" she screamed. "I can't stop… I'm coming! Oh, coming so hard!"

Brett felt each of those hot spasms gripping his cock, squeezing with waves of heat. Holding himself up, he stared between their bodies, watching his mother beat her hairy

cunt brutally against his cock. He was so fascinated by what he saw, he wasn't moving. He held himself still and watched his mother slam her convulsing cunt up and down his cock, riding, beating, fucking.

"More! Oh, please… more!" Karen was sobbing. "I want more, Brett!"

Confused, Brett continued to hold himself up and watch her beat that hair-lined cunt back and forth on his cock.. It was amazing to him the power his mother had, the strength and endurance. Sally had never fucked him this way before. Sally was a damn good fuck, but not as good as his mother, the thought flashed through his mind.